#im gonna dip now cause im nervous

[m0llygunn]

shy girl (eddie munson x fem!reader)

summary: typically shy, you aren't good at telling eddie what you want. finally brave enough to ask, eddie happily rewards you

cw: 18+!, mature language, petnames, smut, pinv sex (unprotected), creampie, anal fingering, shy/nervous first time anal reader idk, lots of praising, porn with very little plot an: wrote this a while ago and was suppose to be a 3 part butt stuff saga lol but i probably won't do the other 2 parts if im being honest. makes sense alone, theres just clearly a segue for the other parts at the end. kind of edited but not really. wc: 3.6k+

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Your stomach clenches, whole body quivering with nerves.

“Y’okay?” he asks from behind you, finger just barely brushing over the focus of tonight.

“M’okay,” you answer tentatively.

“You don’t sound okay?”

“I want to do this,” you say with an exhale, forcing your muscles to relax. You drop the side of your head further into the plushness of the pillow, back arching deeper as you breathe away the low vibrations of your nervousness. 

His hands rise up your lower back, palms flat to your skin. “You don’t have to.” He glides both thumbs up the sides of your spine before rounding them outwards, massaging an achy spot you didn’t know existed. You relax into it, taking another breath. 

“I want to, Eddie. Wanna try it.”

His thumbs return to the base of your spine before gliding upwards, doing it all again. You could fall asleep if he kept doing this— but you don’t. You push yourself up, craning your neck to see him perched behind you on his knees. His eyes flicker up from the movements of his hands on your lower back to meet your gaze.

“Eddie, I’m serious. I want to try it,” you convince, eyeing him. His naked chest glistens in a faint sheen of sweat under the warm light of the bedroom, courtesy of the ample foreplay that brought you both here. His disheveled hair is further proof of how the night has gone. He raises his brows, showing off the sincerity in his widened eyes, hands paused on your skin. 

“If it’s just for me, I’m fine with how we usually have sex— I love your pussy,” he smiles crookedly.

Worked up, bare, his cock already hard, and so close to your soaked entrance— it would be easy to give in and let him fuck you stupid, but you prepared for this, you thought endlessly about this, you want this. 

“I’ve never done anal before though, wanna try it at least once.”

His hands resume their movements, this time gliding down and over the roundness of your ass. His thumb brushes over where you want him.

“You sure?” he asks.

“Yes, Eddie. Please.”

“It’s gonna take a while if you don’t want it to hurt. We coulda been warming you up if you told me earlier.”

Your back arches deeper as you deflate, pressing your face forward into the pillow. You knew Eddie had more experience than you, you knew he’s done this before with other people, but you didn’t know how to bring it up. It was only in the heat of the moment when you managed to let the words slip from the tip of your tongue despite planning to say them at the beginning of the evening. At least this time you got the message out, last time you got ready for this, you chickened out on telling him what you wanted and went without.

Eddie brushes his thumb over your hole again before traveling down to your cunt, dipping into your wetness. Shallowly, he circles his thumb in your entrance.

“Shoula told me earlier, pretty girl,” Eddie says and your stomach drops with disappointment. You know you should have, you told him too late and now you have to wait again. 

His thumb pulls out from your cunt, trailing upwards. 

“Shoulda told me earlier, cause now I’m all worked up and need you— but you’re shy, aren’t you?” His voice drops to a low rasp that makes your disappointment vanish, heated excitement taking its place. “My shy girl, too nervous to tell me she wants me to fuck her in the ass.”

The warmth of your slick on his thumb circles around your puckered hole lightly, teasingly. 

“Are you my shy girl?” he asks.

You nod your head, the sound of ruffling cotton on your pillowcase acting as your response. You know Eddie doesn’t appreciate your lack of a real answer when his thumb stops it’s movement.

“Yes, I’m your shy girl,” you say quickly, wanting him to keep going.

“Good girl. My good, shy girl,” he hums. His thumb resumes circles before gliding right over your hole, adding increasing pressure that has your stomach squeezing. You hum happily, enjoying it so far but it doesn’t last for long when he removes both hands from you.

“Touch yourself, baby. Want to see your fingers in your pussy while I get your ass ready for my cock,” he says and your stomach flips.

“Touch myself?” you ask.

“Too shy to touch yourself f’me?” he asks, amusement laced in his voice. You hum, turning your head briefly into the pillow to hide, before taking a breath. 

“No,” you reply, the bashfulness of your voice telling both of you otherwise. You bravely snake a hand under your body, holding your hand flat over your mound. 

“That’s a good girl, let’s see you sink your little fingers into that pretty cunt.”

Hot and wet, your fingers glide in easily, an audible squelch of wetness sounding out that makes your skin heat from your neck all the way up to your cheeks. Eddie groans from behind you and it gives you the confidence to pull your fingers out, starting a slow pump. 

“Thatta girl, keep doing that,” he praises and you hear the mattress shuffle behind you. 

You turn your face to see Eddie but when you catch his gaze, he pointedly looks towards your cunt, reminding you with a raised brow to keep going. He shuffles off the bed, moving to the bedside table. Seconds later, with a clear bottle in hand, he crawls back into the bed, moving to sit behind you again. 

With the pop of a lid opening, your fingers pause as your mind’s focus shifts to what Eddie’s doing.

“Keep going baby,” he's quick to prompt. “Just gonna warm up some of this lube in my hands and we’ll get you started, okay?”

“Okay,” you reply meekly, making slow wiggles of your fingers inside of yourself, movements far too shallow and tame to get yourself off. 

“Gotta relax baby, focus on playing with yourself,” he guides as you hear the slickness of the lube being rubbed between his hands. He finally makes contact between your cheeks, rubbing the warmed up liquid over you. 

You try to continue plunging your fingers in and out of yourself but your attention wanes as the pads of his fingers rub circles over your hole. 

You resist the nervousness that threatens to creep in. It’s not that you don’t trust Eddie. You trust him more than yourself, it’s just new and you’re not sure what to make of it yet.

“Can you tell me what you’re doing?” you ask shyly. 

A gentle palm meets your lower back again, warmth spreading over your skin as he rubs soothingly. An appreciated affection that calms your nervousness. 

“’Course, baby,” he answers. “Just getting you ready and lubed up. The slicker you are, and the more relaxed you are, the easier it’ll be.”

You hum an agreement, trying your hardest to focus on fingering yourself. You start building a steady rhythm when Eddie’s hand pauses.

“Gonna start small, okay? Just gonna use my little finger at first— see how you like it.”

“Mhm, okay,” you agree. With his one hand still rubbing a soothing massage on your lower back, you feel the prod at your hole, slow and gentle.  

“Just, relax,” he hums quietly, “mhm, just like that, baby.” His little finger pushes into the tightness, and your own fingers pause completely as you take a moment to decipher the feeling. 

His hand slides from your lower back, down to rest on your hip. His finger pushes in the slightest bit further. When you feel the knuckle of his finger your whole body moves forward, away from the intrusion instinctively. 

“Hurts?” he asks, letting you pull away, leaving just the tip of his finger inside you. 

You shake your head. It’s not pain, it’s not something you’ve really felt before. “Just feels weird,” you answer, relaxing back towards him. 

“Wanna stop?”

“No,” you reply with another shake of your head. “Keep going, please,” you say when he makes no further moves. 

He pushes his little finger into you again, knuckle pushing past the band of tightness but this time you don’t pull away, you breath through the odd feeling. 

“How’s that?” he asks, stilling his finger inside you. 

“Feels… fine? Not bad, just… tight.”

“Yeah, s’really tight,” he breathes. You feel his finger wiggle the slightest bit and it makes your stomach clench from the strange sensation. 

“Wanna play with your clit for me? It’ll make it feel better.”

“What are you gonna do now?” you ask, wanting him to talk you through it some more. 

“Get you used to this, just go slow, in and out for now,” 

Gliding your fingers out from your cunt, wetness gathered between your fingers, you move to make circles on your clit, letting out a breath at the distracting pleasure.

Eddie starts slow movements of his finger, pulling it out before pushing it back in. With your fingers working your clit and the added pressure, you hum a quiet moan. 

“Feel good, baby? Like having my finger in your ass?”

“Like it, feels good so far,” you answer, picking up the speed on your clit. 

You get so lost in the buzzing throughout your body that Eddie’s words go in one ear and out the other as he guides you through the next step. You almost don’t notice him switching from his little finger to his middle, only when he gets to the knuckle again do you notice the extra stretch. Surprised, despite him telling you what he was doing, a gasp pulls from your lungs and your circles on your clit stutter. 

“You okay?” he asks.

“Yeah, just surprised me.” 

“Tell me if it starts to hurt, okay?”

You agree and Eddie starts a slow thrust in and out. The feeling is… interesting. It’s like pressure and quite different from when he’s in your pussy. 

When his knuckle slips in and out with ease, you feel yourself get excited.

“Ready for more,” you chirp quietly. 

“Yeah? Ready for two of my fingers?”

“Mhm, ready for ‘em, Eddie.” Your belly pools with heat just at the idea of two of his fingers inside of you. Your pace on your clit picks up again, having slowed down so you didn’t cum just yet.

He does it methodically, pulling his finger out until just the very tip is left inside of you. Then he adds his second, pushing inside of you so slowly that you nearly feel like pushing back into him— until he gets to the hilt of his knuckles again. 

Biting your lip, the stretch is close to being painful and you can’t help the way you tense. Eddie stills.

“My ambitious girl, thought she could take more already. S’hurting isn’t it?”

“No,” you lie unconvincingly. 

“No?”

“Just feels like a stretch,” you say, voice coming out squeaky. 

“Yeah? Wanna keep going?” 

You pause before nodding your head. “Wanna keep going,” you answer, continuing slow circles on your clit. 

His fingers prod deeper, knuckles stretching you out and adding pressure. When he finally has both fingers fully inside you, you let out a breath you had held in that clearly you nor Eddie realized you had held in.

“Baby, you gotta keep breathing. If it’s too much, tell me,” he admonishes gently, rubbing his opposite hand along your hip.

“It’s not too much… it’s just different. I want it so bad, Eddie.”

“I’m so fucking hard, you’re not making this easy for me,” he laughs softly.

“I do. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Really want it just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“Sweet, shy girl, you can tell me anything. You know I’d never say no to you,” he says as he starts moving his fingers again. You make a conscious effort to breathe, taking deep inhales and extended exhales. 

When he eventually gets you used to his two fingers, the way he twists his wrist with each plunge has you humming in the intimate pleasure. More than anything, the thrill of it all is what has you enjoying this the most. It feels good so far but you need more.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, pretty girl?”

“Can you…” you trail off, shyness creeping in.

“Can I?” he prompts, slowing his fingers.

“Can you… can you do that but…” you trail off again.

“Anything you want baby, just gotta ask,” he says softly, hand rubbing along your hip still, encouraging you to say what you want to say.

“I want you to do that and fuck me too,” you say in a quick breath.

“Yeah?”

“Please.”

Eddie laughs softly, his gentle massaging hand turns into a quick squeeze. “I can do that, want me to stuff both your hole, fill you right up?” he asks salaciously.

You pussy clenches at the thought and you need it more than anything.

“Please, Eddie.”

He sinks his fingers deep into your ass, making you moan, lighting every nerve up in your body. He shuffles behind you, free hand guiding your thighs wider to accommodate himself.

“Gonna make you feel so full, you want that don’t you? You been thinking about it?”

“Mmhmm,” you hum. “Been thinking about it for so long, Eddie.”

“Gotta tell me these things, baby. Want to know every dirty thought of yours,” he grumbles in a deep baritone. His fingers twist with the movements of his wrist and you feel the prod of his cock as he drags it through your folds, catching your clit before lining himself up. 

“Please,” you whisper, pushing back into him. He lets out a low chuckle and he spares you your additional pleas that sit on your tongue as he pushes inside of you. 

The stretch of the head of his cock makes you whine and with the addition of his fingers in your ass it’s a fuller pleasure, one that gets more intense as he pushes deeper inside of you. 

“Eddie,” you whimper out, dropping your head to the pillow. 

“I know baby, s’a lot isn’t it?”

“Feels good Eddie,” you whine, arching your back deeper.

“Yeah? You like being filled up?”

“Love it, Eddie.” 

He draws his hips back and your stomach flips just at the thought of the pleasure to come. When he pushes back in, his fingers wiggle inside of you and your breath catches. He does it again and you swear your head goes fuzzy. 

He starts slow, his hips thrusting slow and lazily, barely grazing the backs of your thighs with each stroke. His fingers are what makes your breath stutter. He twists them in and out with the swirl of his wrist, and each time he sinks his cock inside of you, it adds unique pressure that has you reeling. Most of all, you like that it’s him doing it— you feel a profound intimacy having him like this that makes your chest squeeze alongside the burn in your lungs from having every breath stolen. 

“Want to add another finger,” he says and you let out a drawn out whimper. He coos, rubbing his free hand along the round expanse of your cheek and up to your waist. “I know you can take it, you’re doing so good f’me.”

“I can take it,” you nod into your pillow. 

He pulls back from you, enough to have just the tip of his cock inside, and you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from pushing back into him. That feeling vanishes when you hear the click of the bottle lid.

“Just gonna add more lube, okay? Make sure you’re nice and slick for me,” he says in a soothing cadence.

“Thank you, Eddie,” you say. He huffs a quiet laugh and you hear the wet sound of the lube in his hand. 

“Don’t gotta thank me, pretty girl. I’m having fun back here,” he chuckles and your heart skips a beat at the thought of him enjoying this. It’s a warm feeling— the shared pleasure, it’s hard to explain but just feels good being together like this. 

Pulling his fingers almost all the way out, you feel his other fingers glide around your entrance. When he shifts, you take a deep breath. 

“Good girl,” he praises. 

His free hand finds your lower back again and the stretch of a third finger starts. It’s a lot this time. A lot more than all the other stretches. 

“Just breathe, there you go. Doing so good,” he soothes in a low voice. Feeling a heightened sensitivity, you don’t miss the way his cock twitches and throbs inside of you. While the stretch tinges painful, you focus your attention towards that, feeling the way his excitement kicks up in his cock. 

The stretch doesn’t give way to pleasure, but the pleasure comes from somewhere else. Somewhere deep inside where you feel connected to Eddie. You’re his like this, physically but emotionally as well. All his. It makes you throb, and you reach between your legs chasing that feeling. 

“Fuck, there you go,” Eddie says, voice turning gravelly. His cock kicks up again and he lets himself push forward, sinking halfways inside of you. 

His fingers, just barely past the knuckle, shift inside of your tight hole and it has you lighting up in a searing pleasure— pain speckled but so rewarding when Eddie lets out a deep grunted moan. 

“Don’t think I’ll last, baby,” he says in a strangled breath. 

“Just fuck me, please. Need it so bad Eddie. Need you.”

He huffs a deep exhale. His hand on your lower back pushes you down into a deep arch and you meld to the way he needs you. His fingers shift again and it’s like fire in your veins. You rub quick circles against your clit and with a deep breath that tickles across your spine as Eddie lets it out, he thrusts. 

Guttural and from deep inside of you, you let out a pleasure ridden moaned cry. 

He pulls back and rolls his hips to yours. 

You’ve never felt so full in your life and you love it. It’s thrilling, it’s connecting, it’s masochistically beautiful, and it pools in your lower belly, making your stomach clench in rigid convulses. 

“Fuck, feels so fucking good,” Eddie groans. His breath is heavy and only adds to your pleasure. “You like both your holes being filled don’t you, can feel you squeezing me so tight,” he says in a deep grunted babble.

Your moans surpass their usual shy quietness, and the way your pitch raises is barely within your control. If you didn’t feel so conscious-shatteringly good, you might be embarrassed about how your voice echos off the walls. Normally Eddie’s the vocal one, and even with his drawn out groans, grunts, moans, and dirty talk that choruses alongside your own, you’re undeniably loud and it has Eddie’s thrusts stuttering already. 

He presses his fingers downwards inside of you and it’s like something shatters. You’re almost at your climax, but that small movement has his cock pressing perfectly against your g spot, and the stretch, the subtle pain, and the blatant pleasure of your fingers on your clit have your muscles seizing. He thrusts as deep as he can, moving quickly in and out to push you over the edge, and you erupt into shakes that tremor through your body. 

Your legs threaten to give out and your head turns foggy with buzzing luxury. His thrusts continue and even with your eyes squeezing shut, your vision gets darker until you see the sparkle of your pleasure peaking through like stars. 

Eddie spews moans and grunts after whimpers and curses, and pulling his fingers from your ass, he quickly grabs hold of your hips in a pinching grip. Staying planted in your cunt, he chases you downwards on the bed when your legs finally give out. He follows you, prolonging your high, and finding his own as he fucks you into the mattress. 

“Fucking Christ— fuck, fuck,” he grunts, hips slapping heavily to your ass in quick thrusts. The bruising grip he has on you, and the urgency of his broken curses tell you he’s on the edge. He sinks his cock deeply inside of you, convulsing balls pressing against your cunt, and you feel the subtle warmth of his orgasm fill you up. Working himself through his high in shallow thrusts with stuttered grunts, the room is silent as you’re reduced to levelling breaths. You feel as light as air with the pleasure of electricity strumming through every inch of you. 

He’s pressed to your back, both of you completely collapsed to the mattress but you need to feel more of him. You shift, reaching backwards, and like he reads your mind he’s already searching for you with an open hand. 

He pulls out, rolling to the side and you follow, moving yourself to lay against his chest. His hand in yours, it’s sticky and wet and full of lube but you hold it tight, squeezing it within your own. He squeezes back. 

You hum with more satisfaction and good feelings inside your chest than you can communicate. Eddie brings his other hand to your back, rubbing it up and down, replying with his own hum. 

“That was really good,” you mumble, leaning your cheek to his sweat damp chest.

“So fucking good,” he nearly growls, the tone of his voice proving the assertion of his truth. 

You laugh softly, pressing a kiss to his chest. His heart hammers below your ear and the rise and fall of his chest soothes you, relaxes you. 

“My shy girl,” Eddie hums and from the lightness of his tone you know he’s smiling. Feeling brave from your post sex high, you smile to yourself.

“I can’t wait to feel your cock in my ass,” you say. Eddie lets out a deep laugh that vibrates in his chest. 

“Not so shy now, huh?” 

Cheeks burning with your smile, you shake your head.

“Want to do you too,” you say. You lose a bit of your nerve but the dramaticized gasp you get from Eddie, you know that he knows what you mean. 

“You want to do me too?” he laughs. 

“Mhm, want to fuck your ass,” you whisper, just barely mustering the courage to say it. You’re rewarded for saying it with smooth, soothing strokes up and down your back, and a chuckle from deep inside Eddie’s chest. 

“Who woulda thought my shy girl’d be so dirty,” he says, pulling you even tighter to him, hugging you extra close. 

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[blkkizzat]

thinking of sucking honey off satorus long juicy d!ck

lmfaoaoaoa that was not what i was expecting coming to check my inbox but im already on demon time so lfg!!

so i headcanon that gojo loves lovingly picking at you, his lil wifey, like the man will just say the most out of pocket crazy ass never-been-touched-degen-ass-shit just to get a reaction from you or sneak up on you just to scare you so he can grope you lmfao. he especially loves doing this shit out of the blue when you are preoccupied with something else. he loves how your cheeks puff out and your face warms as you fluster and hit him as you shoo him off every time.

its one of the cornerstones of your relationship and he's been doing it for years. so he doesn't expect you ever to get desensitized to it enough to return his energy.

thats where he fucked up.

the next time he tries to fluster his cute lil wifey is when you are in the kitchen preparing a nice charcuterie board to take over to Utahime's soon cause all the girls were getting together to binge watch Love Is Blind.

Sneaking up behind you, Gojo wraps his strong muscular arms around you giving you a sloppy wet kiss on the neck before a firm pinch on your ass cheek as he reaches over you to steal some meat and cheese off your tray. "S'TORU!!!" You were so focused on making the presentation of your tray perfect you nearly jump out of your skin flinging the honey you were spooning into a small jar all over Gojo—all over Gojo's dick, to be clear.

the crotch of his pants now soiled with a large sticky glob of honey. not missing an opportunity to tease you Gojo pulls down his blindfold looking at you with his panty-dropping-pussy-dripping-inducing smolder.

"this honey ain't gonna suck itself off sugar lips, come lick this Bit-O-Dick baby."

"bet."

"huh?"

Gojo looks shocked and his blindfold falls down completely as you untie your apron, casting it aside.

"—babe!"

you don't respond with words only your hands when you force him back until his legs hit a kitchen table chair and you push him down to sit.

"good boy."

manspread, Gojo is clearly nervous, practically trembling in anticipation now. It was a joke! Sweating bullets and hands shaking Gojo mind is racing not actually thinking you would fulfill one of his life long fantasies of having your pretty mouth suck his dick off through his shorts. what is going on!?

nestling between his powerful thighs you look up at him with your bright doe eyes you innocently wet your lips. he had the perfect view of your cleavage, seeing just a sliver of your pebbled peaks when the front of your dress dipped lower. your soft hands snake up his leg to squeeze his inner thighs and spread them even wider almost to an uncomfortable stretch as the bulge under his pants visibly throbs through the material.

oh my god, you're actually gonna do this for him!

you haven't even touched his dick yet and its twitching like crazy.

"you ready, daddy?"

"i-i—er—yuhh..."

gojo can barely form words and they fumble out of him from him being embarrassingly hard. you'd see a patch of pre stain his pants if it wasn't for all the honey on his crotch. gojo's whole body is vibrating as he too eager for you to finally do something this fucking lewd for him. your mouth sensually opens to hover over his clothed cock. he can feel your moist breath puff over his length and its near unbearable. tongue extending out as you hover directly over him, gojo with his astute six eyes doesn't miss the small drops of saliva that bead on your sinful lil tongue, rolling down the tip to fall directly on his—

"—OOOH FUHHHHHHCK!!"

warmth spread over gojo's lap and you recoil back startled.

gojo literally came in his pants.

head tilted back his hips spasm up as he lets out a long shakey breath.

"whelp! i guess that's that then."

you hop up, dusting yourself off.

"—waiiiit huh!? babe!"

"nuh-uh toru i agreed to clean off the honey, that was my bad—you nutting yourself? that's your foul...although i have to be honest, i thought the peek you got of my tits would have done it, who would have thought it would have just been my tongue? you're a lil fuckin pervert, you know that babe?"

gojo looks more confused and forlorn as you return to finish packing up your charcuterie board.

"doesn't feel good to be teased now does it, baby? now that's really gonna stain if you don't go clean yourself up soon—sticky dick."

you laugh as you gather up your tray and head out.

leaving gojo to brood in your wake.

oh it was on now.

this was not supposed to turn into this lmfao. it just came out. lmfao also Bit-O-Honey is those old honey candies your granny always had in her purse. i had gojo say Bit-O-dick cause he sick like that fjehkfjhkfj.

gojo a menace. lock him up so i can finish these other fics lmfao. im not doing a pt2 to this lmfaooo it gotta end here plz—just imagine him tying you up and beating your doonies down when u get home as payback 😭

[scarlett-or-wtv]

Just A Little More.

A Matt Sturniolo Fanfiction

Dom!Matt X Bratty!Reader

Summary: Matt has been on his game for too long. Y/N decides to tease him since he wont give her attention. He gets fed up with her attitude and fucks it out of her.

Warnings: SMUT. Breeding kink, teasing, creampie, oral (m), rough sex, praise, degradation, fingering, spanking, hair pulling, pet names (baby, good girl, mama, princess, whore, slut) cursing, cum eating, facial, begging, DOMINANCE, BRAT TAMING.

A/N: yall voted for this on my poll. Ask and you shall receive. Just a little more.

Matt had been on his game for about an hour now. I was laying in his bed as usual. I wanted him to give me attention, but he was too busy giving Nate and Chris the attention I wanted.

I suddenly sighed and set my phone down, standing up from the bed. I walked over to stand behind him, massaging his shoulders.

He tilted his head up to look at me, slipping his headset off of one ear.

“Can you get off now?” I pouted, my fingers running through the hair at the base of his neck.

“Be patient, baby.” He said looking back at the screen.

Fine. Since he wants to be so difficult, I will too. I walked in front of him before getting onto my knees and crawling under the desk.

He looked down at me, muting his mic. “The fuck are you doing?” He asked. I gave him a challenging look before running my hands over his lap.

I leaned his head back letting out a sigh. I pulled the waistband of his sweats down, the bulge in his boxers clear.

I palmed him through his boxers, teasing him. He let of a string of sighs and whimpers. Then I crawled back out and laid back on the bed, going back to my phone.

“You cant just do that.” He said annoyed.

“So now you wanna give me attention?” I asked with more attitude than intended.

He suddenly shuts off the computer standing up and grabbing me by the jaw.

“You better watch that fucking attitude.” He leaning down to my level. It was hot. So fucking hot.

I rolled my eyes looking away from him.

“You’re a fucking brat.” He said tightening his grip. His gaze burned through mine.

“Fuck off.” I snapped at him. He grabbed my hair, holding my head in place as he undid his belt. “What are you doing?” I questioned, I was honestly a little nervous about what he was planning on doing to me.

“Im gonna give you something better to use that pretty little mouth for.” He said pulling down his pants and boxers. His cock sprung free, tapping the tip of my nose. “Open.” He demanded, pressing his tip against my lips.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I had no time as he stuffed his cock in my mouth. I gagged at the stretch before relaxing into it.

“Mhmm good girl…suck that dick.” He purred down at me, his grip on my hair tightening. “Such a good little whore.” He said as he roughly thrusts into my mouth, grunting each time he hit the back of my throat.

My eyes watered as I looked up at him. He threw his head back letting out a throaty moan.

“Your doing so fucking good.” He praised as his cock twitched in my mouth. I hummed against him, making a whimper slip from his lips. “Gonna make me cum, mama.” He choked out.

He thrusted 3 more times before pulling out and stroking himself in front of my face. I opened my mouth as white spurts of cum landed on my face, a few drops dissolving on my tongue.

He wiped up a few drops with his thumb before pressing it on my tongue, making me taste him.

“You look so pretty covered in my cum. Such a good girl for me.” He praised. Then he grabbed my arm and used it to flip me onto my hands and knees.

He leaned over me to whisper into my ear. “Gonna fuck you so good mama.” He whispered before kissing my neck.

He pulled down my shorts and panties without ever stopping the movement of his mouth on my neck. I gasped as he suddenly slid a finger through my folds.

“Gotta stretch you out for me, baby.” He muttered as he dipped his finger into my wet cunt. “So fucking wet, this all for me?” He asked. I nodded causing him to pull his finger out.

“Use your words or ill stop.” He said, his voice dripping with dominance.

“Its…all for you Matt..please..don’t stop.” I begged.

“Good girl.” He said, slipping 2 fingers in this time. He pumped them slowly at first before speeding up, curling them to hit my g-spot. “You ready for me?” I nodded, needing to feel him.

He rubbed his tip against my entrance, causing a whimper to escape my lips. He slowly pushed inside, groaning at the feeling.

“So fucking tight, fuck mama.” He grunted, pushing my shoulder down onto the bed, putting me in an arch position. He slammed into me, each thrust making his tip bruise my cervix. I moaned in pleasure, the pain was exhilarating.

“Matt! Fuck!” I screamed out my words as I gripped the sheets. He slapped my ass, surely leaving a hand shaped mark on my skin.

“You love when im rough with you, huh baby?” He gritted through his teeth. “Such a good little fuck whore. Taking my cock like a proper slut.” He slapped me again, causing another choked moan to fall from my lips.

“M-Matt…close.” I struggled to speak the words as my mind went blank with pleasure.

“Just a little more.” He said speeding up, my walls constricted around his shaft, my moans turning into cries of pleasure.

I suddenly feel him twitch inside me, painting my walls white. The sensation sent me over the edge as I came, our juices mixing together at the base of his cock.

He pulled out before pushing the dripping cum into me with his finger. “You’re not gonna waste a single drop.” He purred, the simple action was overstimulating from how sensitive I was.

He walked to the bathroom, returning with a damp towel, cleaning up his mess in between my legs. He then tossed me my panties and one of his hoodies before slipping on his boxers and climbing into bed next to me.

He pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me. “You did so good princess.” He said, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

I suddenly grew tired, feeling content as I listened to his soft breathing, the warmth of his bare chest bringing me an unexplainable amount of comfort.

“I love you.” I whispered against him as I fell asleep.

He kissed my forehead again. “I love you too princess.”

A/N: yall fw it? All interactions are appreciated!!

[astrolynnworld]

wanting you 2

pairing: matt x reader

summary: matt finally gets what he’s been desiring for

warnings: smut, sneaky, bathroom sex, confession of feelings, little bit of romance.

a/n- since i’ve been requested for a part 2 🫡

word count: 1,464

matt’s pov:

i can’t stop glancing over at her.

“fuck. she’s so beautiful” i thought to myself

watching her ball up the cookie dough before placing it on the sheet

i quickly zone back in and head downstairs to join our friends that’s seated over by the pool table

today’s hangout was mostly just to soak in each other’s presence once more before the new year

we did karaoke, started a cookie baking competition with partners, and now we’re playing pool.

a few seconds after i get seated, y/n comes down

“you guys are playing pool? i want to play!!” she geeks

“well you’re lucky cause we just finished a round” nate says

he hands her the pool cue and fixes the balls in their original state

“your go” he signals to her

she hits the break and all the balls scatter.

a stripped ball falls into the furthest right socket of the table, indicating that she can continue to play for stripped

she adjusts her cue to a stripped ball that angles itself against another socket

the way she arches her back and dips her head in to make sure she has an appropriate placement

she’s wearing a bodysuit that enhances the curves of her body.

when she bends down, i can see the framework of her ass that barely fits in the tigh-

fuck im getting hard. i need to excuse myself immediately

“im going to the bathroom” i say abruptly before immediately hiking back up the stairs

i could tell nick was about to say something but i didn’t stay to hear what it was. i couldn’t have anyone seeing bulge in my pants

i find the hallway bathroom, turn on the lights, and immediately shut the door.

i silently stare at myself in the mirror for a second as i process my thoughts

why can’t i control myself around you?

why are you so fucking perfect?

were you put in my life just to taunt me?

i sigh out loud and shake my head

“i need someone water.” i think to myself before exiting the bathroom and making my way to the kitchen

i open the fridge and grab a cold bottle of water that i quickly open and put to my lips to hopefully quench my thirst

i start to hear a footstep trailing up the basement stairs

i turn away, facing my body towards the pantry so the bulge that still rests in my pants isn’t visible

“what are you doing in here?” a soft voice asks

fuck it’s y/n. now i really have to keep facing the pantry

“oh i just came to get some water” i shyly say before taking another sip

“hm, okay!” she says as she hops up on the counter as a seat

“you?” i ask back

“i just came to check on you”

me? why was she worried about me?

“oh .. why?” i turn my neck and ask so she’s not only having a conversation with my back

“well you’ve been up here for a while so i was curious to see if you were okay” she chuckles

“oh” i chuckle back, “well yep, im fine”

i reassure so she can go back downstairs and i can take care of the nuisance in my pants

“can you check on the cookies and make sure they’re not burnt please!” she requests

nope. i cannot. i actually cannot my love. can you do it?

“mhm” i reply as i slowly start to move towards the oven

“why are you being so weird matt? what are you doing.” she asks

“nothing? i’m just checking on the cookies”

she hops up off the counter and turns me around before noticing that i’m hard

“matt.. are you hard?“ she asks chuckling

i cover myself, “it’s not funny..” i turn back away

“it’s okay matt” she continues chuckling, “it’s natural. i just hope you’re not hard for the cookies” she jokes while rubbing my back

i turn back and stare into her eyes with a head tilt

“whattt? .. are you hard for me?” she jokingly asks with her glossy eyes looking up at me

fuck she makes me so nervous and i can’t lie. i’m just gonna stay silent

“wait.” she pauses, “you totally are!! what the fuck matthew” she pulls back

“are you actually hard because of me?” she asks

“well look at what you’re wearing.. you make it so hard not too”

“well if you wanted to see it off, you could of always just asked me” she replies with her chest pressed against mine

y/n has always been a flirt. i can’t tell when she’s serious or not. i’m pretty sure she has a clue that i like her but i think she exploits that for her own personal benefits.

i don’t care much tho, whatever gets my dick off.

“i do. i would lovee to see it off” i reply to her comment

she grabs my hand and guides me back to the bathroom.

she pushes me against the closed door and sloppily puts her lips on mine

“how many times have you imagined this scenario matt? having me to your complete free use.” she asks me

“too many times” i press my lips back on to hers before lifting her up onto the bathroom sink

i keep kissing her while i use my hand to play with her pussy through her clothes

grinding into my touch she starts to unzip her body suit and slid it down to her ankles, allowing me access to her bra and panties

i lift up her bra and latch myself onto her nipples while she palms my cock through my sweats

she released my cock from the restraints of my pants and slides out of her underwear

“put it in” she demands

fuck i can’t believe this is actually about to happen. i’ve been dreaming about this for so long

i align my cock with her hole and slowly start to slide it in as she hugs around my back for grip

i give her time to adjust as she tightly squeezes around my cock.

“fuckkk you’re so tight baby.” i let out as i start to thrust into her

she’s moaning so loud i have to cover her mouth

i continue to thrust into her as she scratches at my back. leaving red marked lines in a pattern of pleasured pain

“i don’t know how much longer i could last baby. you feel so fucking good” i whisper out in her ear

she quickly pushes off me and hops up off the sink and onto the floor where she can get better access from my cock to her lips

she used her hand to jerk my shaft while she uses her mouth to surround and suck the tip

i use my hand and push her mouth further into my cock where she then allows me to thrust into her mouth

i throw my head back and try to fight the moaning mess that i was slowly turning into

i buck my hips into her mouth for the final time before feeling my cum shoot out into her throat

i put back and watch her swallow my load and stick her tongue out

“you’re so fucking sexy oh my god” i breathe out before pulling her back up to place a series of kisses onto her lips

“okay matt-” she kisses back, “we need-” i kiss her again, “we need to go back downstairs” i lay one more kiss on her lips

“they’re probably wondering what we’re doing up here” she continues

i can’t help but stare at her beauty

“whatt?” she asks in a high pitched tone

“i love you.”

FUCK. why would i say that? oh my god? she’s never gonna speak to me again. entire friendship ruined.. why would that be the first words out my mouth? am i dumb oh my goddddd..

“i love you too matt” she says before placing a kiss back on my lips

“you- you do?” i ask

“of course i do matt. you’re my best friend? the one person in the world i can go to and trust for anything. you mean a lot more to me than you think” she confesses

oh.

“i feel like an idiot” i slightly laugh

“why so?”

“because i was so scared of you not feeling the same way that i kept my feelings a secret for so long” i admit

“well.. the secrets out now” she smiles as if a weight has also been lifted off her chest

“so when do we move in with each other and get married?” i joke

“shut up matt” she laughs as she open the bathroom door

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[lemmetreatya]

IT WAS YOU THAT GOT ME OBSESSED WITH NERD ONY 😀 now all I can think and is him slowly fucking you while yall both study or reading him a book you BEGGED him to buy while he goes down on you 🥸he helped you get all yo college credits 😫 and although he doesn't normally go to parties he'll go if you ask him nicely (give him head) 😶‍🌫️oh Lord this man has a choke hold on me frl 😔

baby i haven’t written anything for you lot in a minute but this just pulled me outta that slump 🤤🤤🤤 HERE YOU GOOOO

PART 1

content: afab!reader, smut, public sex, exhibitionism, oral sex, cunnilingus, blowjob, pet names

ever since the first time you and nerd!onyankopon shared sexual intimacy, almost every experience from then on was far more daring than the first. not only had it brought the both of you closer to each other but it pushed you both to explore more of your sexualities.

“if you just put the blanket over your lap, no one will know.” nerd!onyankopon mumbles. 

a moan, masked as a groan left your throat. 

not only were you trying to control your breathing but you were aiming to not looked as blissed out as you actually were. it didn’t help that you currently had nerd!onyankopon’s dick wedged deep inside of your pussy and just about kissing your cervix — all whilst being within the public park a 2 minutes walk away from your university. 

“ony, they’re so gonna know.” you whine. 

“they won’t, trust me.” 

nerd!onyankopon thrusts upwards with a scratchy sound from his throat. with one hand secure on your hip and the other trying to support himself from behind, he slowly starts to move inside of you. 

“s-shit, ony.” 

“mhm.” 

you dip your head forwards. 

“fuck, someones gonna know.” you whimper. 

you make a sorry attempt to tug the picnic blanket more over your lower halves but it all it does is cause your pencils and laptop to slide from your lap. 

in nervous haste, you bend forwards to try and collect the spilt items but nerd!onyankopon takes the opportunity as leverage to fuck into you more.

“onyyyyy…” you gasp. 

there’s no relenting from the man as he keeps a hand on your back to hold you in your place and uses that leverage to fuck upwards into your sopping cunt. the both of you moan in pleasurable lust as you fuck in haste. 

“ony, someones c-coming this way…”

“just gimme a minute, bae.” 

nerd!onyankopon thrusts start to get more needier and soon his languid pistons turn rabbit-like. not being able to take the speed, you let yourself be taken at nerd!onyankopon’s will all until you feel him still against the flush of your ass. 

“shiiiit.” he mutters softly, his forehead sweaty as he leans it forwards against the clothes on your back. 

with an annoyed groan, you try to reach forwards to finally pick up your fallen items. 

“tell me when you’re not gonna pull out next time.” 

“sorry, mamas.” he says — without an ounce of remorse in his voice. 

nerd!onyankopon loves when you ask him for gifts that act as study material. he finds it amusing considering he knows you’re only a learner through his encouragement. still yet, he never finds it in him to remind you of that. only encourage you. 

“come on, me dofo. you wanted this book so bad, what’s stopping you now, huh?” 

it was clear that nerd!onyankopon wanted to see you suffer in pleasure. it was also very clear that he wanted the exact opposite to what he was asking of you as he languidly suckled and ate at your wet cunt with determination. if it wasnt for the book in your hand, then you would have had your fingers craddling the back of his head or tugging at the sheets. 

“ony…i, i can’t—“

“please, baby.” he momentarily lifts his head to look at you, eyes hooded and sultry as he watched you from underneath his gaze. “im asking so nicely. wanna hear my baby’s voice.” 

nerd!onyankopon bends his head down to lick a long strip from the bottom of your cunt to the top. now you’re both letting out moans of pleasure. 

“please?” he coos again. 

your eyes can barely open properly to see what the text said, but if nerd!onyankopon said please, who were you to deny him what he wanted?

“w-w-we are…all…all antennae for…” you try and read.  

nerd!onyankopon is back to eating at your pussy so feverently but your mind is deluded in his pleasing that you can barely get any words out. your tongue wont let anything staple leave your mouth — only stutters of failed words. nerd!onyankopon deviously gathers a wad of spit in his mouth before spitting it into your gaping hole. as he leans back to work the white froth into your cunt with his fingers, nerd!onyankopon looks up at you with hooded eyes and glistening lips. 

“for what, baby? c’mon, i didnt tell you to stop.”

you arch your back in retaliation as small fluttery moans leave your mouth. you lull your head to the side in hopes of being able to read better. 

“f-for…crea…tive…thought— ony!”

it was no use; nerd!onyankopon’s fingers were digging so deep inside of you that all you could think about was your impending orgasm. 

“fuck, ony. im gonna cum all over your fucking faaaace.”

nerd!onyankopon only grins widely as he continues curving his fingers inside of you towards him. 

“i don’t remember that being what the book say?” he cheekily muses. 

nerd!onyankopon wasn’t easy to influence. he knew how to assert his ground and command the relationship. still, nerd!onyankopon was near enough smitten by you and would allow you to pretty much convince him to do anything within reason. 

“i dont wanna go.” 

nerd!onyankopon doesn’t look up from his laptop as he continues to type away at it. you on the other hand can only continue to whine loudly as you roll around on the sofa. 

“onyyyyy! it’ll be fuuuuun! i don’t wanna go unless you’re there.”

you give the man a pout but its one that he doesn’t see. nerd!onyankopon’s eyebrows are creased as he continues to concentrate on his work. 

“i hear it baby but you know how much i wanted to try and crack this python code. shits been giving me trouble for weeks and I think i’m finally close to breaking it.”

you don’t reply this time. all you do is give him a sad look. it takes nerd!onyankopon a few seconds to realise you were no longer saying anything and so when he does look up at you, his face changes. 

“i— nooo, baby. don’t give me them eyes.”

“then cooome!”

nerd!onyankopon still isn’t convinced and he gives you an apologetic face to prove so. sitting up onto your lap, you squint your eyes at him. 

“what if i gave you a bit of an incentive to go, hm?” 

nerd!onyankopon gives you a look, mirroring your expression. 

“what type of incentive?”

nerd!onyankopon groans loudly as your mouth moulds around his cock. with your head bopping up and down along his shaft, you use one of your hands to massage at his balls. 

“fuuuuck, just like that baby.” 

nerd!onyankopon isn’t usually a harsh man when it comes to sex but he can’t help but lay a massive hand to the back of your head which makes you gag. 

“mhm. yeah, that’s it. choke on that shit.” 

you continue to suck the man off, saliva and precum mixing as it dribbles down your chin. you moan over nerd!onyankopon’s cock as you look up at him through your lashes and its this sight that pushes him to the pinnacle. 

“baby, im close. shit, i-i-im real, real close.” 

small mutters of “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck.” leaves nerd!onyankopon’s mouth as he holds no manners for releasing himself from your lips and squirting his seed over your face. 

a gasp leaves your throat at the explosion on your face and you have to jerk your head backwards in order not to be hit anywhere vital. 

as nerd!onyankopon comes down from his high, his chest heaves up and down. he can’t help but stare at you with a grin on his face. 

“shit…looks like im going to that party then.” 

[catoslvt]

Cato Hadley x Reader

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

Already together

Third person beginning.

Cato paces his room back and forth, unable to sleep, I mean, how could he? In a few days, he'll be going into the hunger games, but suddenly, an idea pops into his head he should go through to y/ns room to see if she's awake which is highly unlikely, everyone knows y/n could fall asleep anywhere and at any time.

Cato loves that about y/n, cato loves everything about y/n infact and she loves everything about him.

As cato presses the button, which opens the door to y/ns room, he has to hold back his laughter, for someone who's certainly not tall, she knows how to fill a big bed, laying diagonally with her arms and legs flung in every direction imaginable.

But catos eyes are quickly moved to the TV, which is showing interviews from past tributes of games.

As he slowly approaches y/ns bed, he looks at her face more carefully. It is now being lit up by blue colours as the district four interviews now begin to play, but her face doesn't move when he sits on her bed trying to stay as silent as he can because he doesn't want to wake her up.

He slowly sits down, biting his lip in fear of waking her up, and he lets out a small chuckle as it seems y/n has a cato sensor because the minute he sits on her bed she slowly wakes up.

Y/ns pov.

I let out a huge yawn as I rubbed my eyes and turned my head to the side to see the reason why my bed was dipping in only to see none other than cato sitting on my bed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He apologises, and I shake my head and pull him down so he's lying beside me, which causes him to laugh.

"You didn't wake me." I argue and he raises an eyebrow at me.

"Then what did?" He quizzes, and I smile, unable to think of an answer because cato did wake me up.

"Are you nervous?" Cato asks as he wraps his arma around me, practically pulling me on top of him at this rate and my head rests in the crook of his neck.

"Of course I'm nervous." I tell him laughing.

"But why? We trained our full life for this." He then tells me, and I nod.

"Well, yeah, but that doesn't help me get over the fact I'll be dead soon." I state, and cato shakes his head as he begins to draw shapes with his finger over my back.

"You're not gonna die in the games y/n, I won't let you." He argues.

"But I don't want you to die either, cato. If it means you can live, then I don't care." I argue back, although im practically crying at the fact that one of us, or both of us, will be dead in like a week, maybe two weeks' time.

"Y/n, look at me." Cato whispers, and I slowly lean my head up to look at him, and he smiles at me, and I smile back, suddenly washed over by tiredness because of cato waking me up.

"I love you." He states, and I know he means it, cato can't lie to me, and I can't lie to him.

"I love you too." I state back as he kisses me, his hands still sitting gently on my back.

I kiss back before we both pull away, and I yawn.

"Goodnight, y/n." He laughs as I slump my head down on his chest and close my eyes.

"Goodnight, cato." I whisper.

[websterss]

julie i was the one to ask about blurbs for dad!ethan world. IM SORRY I DIPPED I GOT SCARED!!! also i couldn’t think of anything and didn’t think you wanted blurbs right away.

but i have just a simple one that came to my mind at 5am (pst). just a simple day in their lives. like maybe ethan had been back for about six months and everyone is slowly opening up to him, but chad is still wary (fully understandable) and he’s like “there needs to be someone in the house when ethan’s here” or “make sure you stick to crowded and lighted areas, don’t let him take you to a second unknown location.” just chad being very protective and keeping watchful eyes and tabs on ethan.

you know? cause chad was so real for his reaction honestly. YOU ALMOST GOT KILLED!!!!

Erin that was you?!🤣💀lmfao honestly you were right tho. I wasn’t ready for them yet😄🤷🏻‍♀️ you know me so well.

Seol sent me a blurb about going on a first date again with Ethan, so the ending of this one will start the blurb she sent okay!

-

"Where are you going?"

"Chad, I already had a run down with Sam and Tara...and Mindy." You fix your black long-sleeve a couple times. Your jitters riling you up. You were nervous. You meet Chad's eyes in the mirror. Him leaning against the wall behind you, his arms crossed as his head tilts. "I'm going on a date with Ethan."

"Yeah, but where?" He asks.

"I don't know Chad. We're just going out. Maybe to catch a movie, or grab something to eat. We're just going out okay!" You sigh and let your shoulders fall.

"You can't just still be fine with all this. I mean you let him back into our-"

"It's been a year Chad! A year. You just...you need to get over it already." You look down at your bag, fiddling, and making sure that your stuff was all there.

"Getting stabbed 12 times isn't something I can just get over, Y/n." Chad straightens up. You look up, meeting his eyes again through the reflection. Guilt raids your eyes as you turn to slowly face him.

"I'm sorry-"

"No. I'm sorry. I still hover over you and Samara."

"We know you mean well..." You reach out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"But..." He nodded waiting to hear your rebuttal.

"Ethan picked our side. That's got to count for something. Samara has her dad in her life. Most kids can't say they do. I just feel...I feel like I got lucky with him, coming back and all. This is my do-over Chad. His do-over. It's all I wanted and waited for during those nine months. Now a year has passed, and the world makes sense again." You beam, your waterline brimming with water. You reach forward and cup his face. "I love and appreciate how much you've taken care of us, all of us. But have you stopped to think that maybe we're okay now..." You tilt your head, tears brimming his waterline now.

"We don't know that-"

"I-I know we don't." You reassure him. "But he hasn't tried anything. I truly believe that he's changed for the good of it all. That he doesn't pose a threat to any of us. That somewhere deep down, you'll find your dorky roommate again." You nudge his shoulder playfully. "He's still that guy."

"Until he wasn't anymore..." Chad scoffs. You close your eyes, sighing in defeat. Chad would still hold a grudge over him, and you didn't blame him for it one bit. Silence fell over the two of you comfortably. He looked at you through his lashes, his cheeky smile plastering back onto his face. "You look beautiful. He's not gonna know what hit 'em." He took your hand and twirled you around. You slowly shimmy your shoulders playfully as you duck under his arm.

"Yeah?" You pose dramatically. "Not too much for a first date?" You look down at yourself.

"You look great, but if you wanna really knock his socks off-" He reaches forward, asking you silently with his eyes if he can adjust your outfit. He pulled at the collar of your shirt down past your shoulders so they rest on your upper arms. A Regina George flair before she got hit by the bus, if you will. He turns you towards the mirror. Your smiles replicating one another.

"Look at you. You're glowing momma!" He leans and pecks your cheek sweetly.

"Thanks..." You let out a faint laugh.

"Should I tell the girls to leave it unlocked tonight or are you-" He pauses when you give him a quirk of your brow. The indication and slight smirk let him know otherwise. "Oh. So you're not coming home." Chad's eyes widened. "Okay momma bear, just don't come back pregnant again. Samara doesn't need a brother or sister right now." He gestures to the hall where your daughter was currently sound asleep in your shared bedroom. "Wear a condom." Chad bluntly says.

"Oh my god, stop please!" You scoff out a laugh. "We did last time, look what happened!" You exclaim with a smile, gesturing to the child two rooms down.

"Then...tell him to pull-"

Luckily you were saved by the doorbell.

"Oh thank god!" You push past him and compose yourself before swinging it open. Ethan had been looking down before he trailed his eyes up and down your form. His socks were definitely rocked. It made you feel a little more confident seeing him so flustered.

"W-Wow...You look gorgeous." He breathes out.

"Not so bad yourself." You emit a nervous laugh. Who knew re-first dates were anxiety filled. You two stayed still at the door. Eyes unashamedly raking the other. It would have lasted longer had it not been for Chad, pushing the door open wider, revealing himself to Ethan, and leaning against it. Hand touching the top of it. Ethan fell back into a timid state as he greeted Chad with a nod of his chin. Though Chad didn't reciprocate the gesture, making the whole interaction awkward. You turn to look back at him with an annoyed expression. You could practically feel his ego radiate from his body. The smug smirk on his face was one you wanted to slap off him.

"Not a scratch...On her head of her hair." Chad smiled, tilting his head. His tone was falsely sweet. "Not one. Can I see your pockets?" Chad stood up and gestured to Ethan's tucked hands. What the fuck?

"Chad!" You exclaim.

"What?" He defends. "No seriously what's in 'em?" Chad motioned a gimme gesture.

"Just my phone, keys, and wallet...some change." You gape at Ethan who took out his stuff to show.

"Ethan you don't need to-" You begin.

"Okay, now the back." Chad motioned for him to turn around. "Actually, can I pat you down...for a precaution ya know?" Chad goes to move out of the apartment, but you push him back inside, and quickly grab your purse.

"You're insane. We're leaving. Take care of our daughter, please." You press a kiss to his cheek hastily and practically drag Ethan down the hall. "Kay, bye love you." You call over your shoulder.

"Make him order something where he doesn't have to use a knife...Y/n, make him order soup or something!" He steps out of the apartment, shouting after you. "Go somewhere crowded and public!"

"Bye!" You and Ethan laugh as you ran away.

[midnightmisadventures]

The second dream...

isnt super cohesive or chronilogical. I remember bits and pieces to things that I assume connect. Just based on vibes ya know 🤙

So basically i remember being in family settings and Liam pulling up. I remember the car.....it was this cream/pale gold colored mini van. I only note cause it wasnt the truck and he's driven cream car across multiple dreams now.

But it was living through those moments of being with florida and getting to experience how erikka feels when shes like "im gonna go get my boyfriend hes outside" vibes

Which felt so great and fun and exciting. He was usually wearing the blue hoodie. Bright as ever. Which idk, for some reason it feels like a "dream tell" that its actually Liam. Like Liams dipping into my dreams and im like "yay thank god your here"

I remember he pulled up once and i was so happy to see him and show him off. And i went to him and hugged him so long, just as a way of saying "thank you for coming" and i felt so comforted in his embrace.

Like i dont have context for what these situations were....

i dont remember if i explicitly was inviting him to things. Which i have to assume i was most of the time? But i also have a memory of one being surprised having no idea he was coming

And i dont have memory of any particular conversations that jump out or anything he said per say....

But i felt so safe and confident in him. Like his presence in my life felt so stable lmaooo. And i dont know how else to describe it because i literally dont have context of what we were or what stage we were at.

I just knew each time he pulled up, he was making the effort to come see me and my family and that was enough hahahaha

No im kidding, it was obv very babe esque like i just remember feeling so safe and good about us, and that was reiterated everytime we embraced.

I would hug him and take in my senses and the feeling of his hoodie and the smell of fresh laundry and it felt like no one in the world could make me worry about...how long i was hugging him for. Like he was mine , i could take my time, because for the first time ever im allowed to be in his arms

Anyway, i was doing the whole meet the fam gig

Its funny how techincally this is the plot of the babe dream but back in 2019 i didnt know how excited id be to introduce him to fam or have him in those settings, and that "feeling" of envy towards erikka in those moments didnt EXIST yet. One reason being because I didnt know babe.

In the babe dream, it mattered a lot more what he said, and the feeling of being around him, than his identity or what he looked like.

But in a dream like last night, which is virtually the same thing sans wheelchair. It didnt matter what was said, cause i know its Liam and i know things he would say, and seeing "what he looked like" was all that matters because if i know that its Liam i know what its like. Same feeling of safety.

Not to get too off track but big distinction however, is that in the babe dream i was nervous to call him my boyfriend and tell my family about him. Not because of anything to do with him! just it made me nervous it felt scary.

But in my dream last night, and in real life, it does not.

phew, to wrap things up. After long hugs, we would walk hand in hand or i'd link arms with him and id start filling him in on whats going on.

and lmao honestly his vibe was....incredibly nonchalant shoutout babe.

So maybe we are here......

It doesnt have to eclipse babe, we could just skip to breaking dawn

(Did any of this make sense, I'm high and i cannot tell if i even TOLD a dream lmao)

[savoies]

three times you told sidney if he wanted kids and one time you told him you were gonna have a kid.

Pairing: sidney crosby x reader.

Summary: the title says it all.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: maybe one bad word and hints of sex.

A/N: thank you to caitee@pierreslucdubois for helping bring up this idea and enjoy my first 3 + 1 fic. also the current divisions aren't present here.

taglist: ​ ​ @nhlpetey @mitch-slap ​ @frostythegoalman ​ @ryanssuzuki  @aria253264 ​  @josty ​ ​ @kaitieskidmore1 ​ ​ @kiedhara ​ ​ @laurenairay ​ @teenagekook ​ ​ @alxvlasic ​ ​ ​ @hockeyallthetime ​ ​ @barzy-baby ​ ​ ​ @officialgritty ​ ​ @bowenbyram ​ @mems06 ​ @joshsandersons ​  @connormcdavo ​ @maattamatthews ​ ​ @pierreslucdubois ​ ​ @selenophileangel ​ @boqvistsbabe @ana-maa ​ @stars-canucks @quinnhughxs

​tagging some buds: @npatrickz @beauvibaby @heybarzy @tkachuk-yeah @cozycozzy @2manytabsopen ​

(*credit to gif owner*)

I.

You and Sidney had been dating for a few years now. Seeming more like a married couple overall anything. No one really talking about what the next step was or what your future would look like. Honestly with Sid it was more about just seeing what was to come and that everything would come when the time was right. Being basically somewhat married already except not having the title, rings, and wedding.

It was your three year anniversary. Both of you really not wanting to do anything special since you were kind of over that. He had practice earlier in the day but had asked his coach if he could leave a bit earlier.

You at home making your guy's favorite meal. Setting up everything before he arrived home.

~~~

Much later after the meal and a few glasses of wine both of you sat on the couch ignoring the sound of the television and just talking about whatever came up, and for you it was kids.

"Hey Sid have you ever thought about having kids?" You looked questionably at your boyfriend not really ever having brought it up before.

"I mean yeah of course. Teaching them how to play hockey like how my dad taught me, why?" He asked as his soft smile was illuminated by the light of the tv. 

"Just curious" You said as you placed your head on his shoulder and watched whatever silly rerun was on tv.

II.

Before Sidney had gone on a road trip you had spent the night and most of the day in your room. Wanting to spend every single minute together trying to memorize every single inch of each other like you guys didn't already know everything about the other.

Bringing you to one month later. Sidney currently being somewhere on the West Coast and you standing in your bathroom waiting for the five minute timer to go off.

You had been feeling sick the past few days. Thinking maybe it was something you ate but it sooned dawned on you as your friend was talking about her pregnancy symptoms. 

So now here you stood in your bathroom. Waiting. And waiting. And waiting. You had texted Sidney earlier just a quick text along the lines of a hypothetical situation of you being pregnant and what his reaction would be which he replied to with a simple id be excited.

Now weren't sure how to feel as the timer went off. Did you want to be pregnant? Were you gonna be sad if you weren't? Was Sidney gonna be okay with you not being pregnant? Your breath unsteady as you turned around the test and saw that it only had one line indicating that you were in fact not pregnant.

You let out a breath but you felt a sadness overcome you. Then you remembered what Sidney always told you. The right time will come. 

III.

Baby showers. Some people loved them and some people hated them. Honestly some people just thought it was a way for women to tell their husbands they wanted another kid.

Your friend had been expecting and now here you were at her baby shower/gender reveal with Sidney.

Both of you sitting in one of the corners of the backyard participating in all the silly baby shower games. 

Sidney seemed to be quite into them more than you and you laughed at his enthusiasm to win the prizes.

"Sidney honey you do know you don't have to play every game right." Your eyebrow raised as he had his nose stuffed into a diaper trying to guess what chocolate was smeared on it.

"I don't know about John over here but I want to win the prize." He said as he pointed over at your other friend's husband currently in the same situation as Sidney in trying to guess the chocolate.

You laughed as you got up to get a drink and stood by the table overlooking everyone and in the corner of your eye you saw your very pregnant friend waddling to you.

"Y/N!! I'm so glad you are here." She smiled at you definitely having that pregnancy glow that everyone talked about.

"Happy to be here. This all turned great. " you smiled.

"So are you next?" She looked up at you with her eyebrow raised.

You choked on your drink as you processed her words. You definitely did not expect to be asked about kids at her baby shower.

"Wait have you and Crosby not talked about it?" She looked at you as she registered your reaction.

"We have a few times but it hasn't come up recently." You looked over at him still trying to beat your friend's husband in another game.

"Hey Crosby." Your friend yelled across the lawn as she waddled to your boyfriend.

"So you planning to knock up Y/N soon?" She crossed her arms as both of your eyes widened.

"Oh my gosh, i can not believe you just said that." You said shaking your head.

"Well we aren't really trying right now but if she gets pregnant then i'd be happy." He said as he looked at you and smiled.

+1

Sidney had just gotten back from a game. One of the games that really mattered. The season was wrapping up meaning they needed to step their game up and try to get as many wins as possible.

Of course Sidney being Sidney came back with a win. And couldn't wait to show you how much your support meant to him.

You had taken a test earlier in the day after he left. Having been more hopeful this time since your symptoms were definitely stronger.

Now here you sat on the couch waiting for him to walk through the door and tell him that your life was about to be different. 

"Y/N babe i'm home." He spoke up as he set his things down.

"In the living room." You yelled back. "I need to tell you something." You said as you patted the seat on the couch next to you.

"Oh ok. Everything ok?" He asked as he searched your eyes for a sign.

"Yeah, at least i think so. Can you close your eyes for me please." You said as you grabbed his hands, opened it, and placed the pregnancy test on them.

"Ok you can open them now." You said.

"Wait. No. Are you serious? Is this for real? Are you fucking with me?" He asked as his thoughts registered in his mind.

You shook your head as a few tears pricked at your eyes.

"You're pregnant." He said as he hugged you tightly. "Oh I'm sorry, can't be hurting the baby." He said with the biggest smile on his face. Sidney was right, the right time did come.

[jinlias]

37 + 27 smut with milf!lia

“he’s out like a light” your boyfriend’s brother laughs interrupting your conversation with mrs. choi “i think im gonna go to bed too” he sighs “don’t stay up too late, okay? both of you” the younger choi presses a kiss to each of your heads and leaves.

the woman in front of you only sighs as you take a sip of the red wine your boyfriend had poured for the two of you before knocking out. “we should skinny dip.” yet her words cause you to choke on the bitter liquid, your hands attempting to cover your mouth so nothing would spill out. “you okay dear?”

“im fine, mrs choi-“

“how many times do i have to ask you y/n, please- call me lia” she chuckles, placing her glass of wine on the small table between the two of you, and walks to where you’re sat, taking the wine glass from your hands and lifting you up from the chair. you try to fully convince yourself it’s just skinny dipping. “come on, it’ll be fun”

“okay” malice flashes through her face in the way of a smile as she walks you to the edge of the pool, her hands peeling the blouse from her body. a black, lace bra adorning her chest. her trousers come off next, meanwhile you’re stuck on the image of her small, plump ass and how her matching underwear almost acts as a gift ribbon on it. inviting you, to touch, to kiss, to bite. you try to shake off the dirty thoughts, and continue to take off the garments of sleepwear covering your body, hoping she doesn’t notice your lack of underwear.

“it’s nice” you sigh when you dip your toes, trying your best to avoid her eyes on your body, contrary to you, she’s very sure and confident in her body. it has you sneaking a couple of peeks at it every now and then.

the whole “swim” is a dance between the two of you where she steps towards you and you step back, too nervous to be next to her. at some point one of you brings the wine glasses and wine bottle to the edge of the pool, and you become tipsy enough to allow yourself to get close to her, to let her push the wet hair from your shoulders and ‘accidentally’ graze the tip of her fingers against her skin.

“what’s on your mind?” she flashes you a soft smile, the two of you standing side by side staring at the water in front of you.

“you” with a smile, you turn to look at her, who was already looking at you.

“really?” she furrows her brows, turning to rest her forearms on the edge of the pool. “do tell”

“i liked you first, y’know”

“huh?”

“when i was julien’s friend” you nod, turning to face her with only one of your forearms on the edge of the pool. “i liked you before i liked him”

“why didn’t you say anything?” she chuckles, brows furrowed and mouth open mid smile.

“you were my best friends’ mom!!! plus, i could be your daughter, you cannot be attracted to me.”

“i am” she whispers, but doesn’t repeat herself when you ask again, having heard her the first time but wanting confirmation. “are you… are you dating my son because of me?”

“what?”

“are you dating him as an excuse to see me?” she’s a bit closer now, still a decent space between the two of you, for naked bodies that is.

“i love julien” you begin, guilt soon taking over you. “i would love you more though”

“what does that mean?” she furrows her brows again.

“if i were with you. i mean” you turn back again so this time your head is resting against the border of the pool. “i love julien. but maybe i jumped into that relationship, maybe it is because of you” you shrug

you can feel the skin of her chest against your shoulder, and you turn to look at her. lia’s much closer than before, your breaths meet halfway and your eyes stare intensely into each other, basically screaming how much you want one another.

“can i kiss you?”

“my boyfriend would kill us.” you lick your lips, looking at her own.

“i’m his mother, no he won’t.” lia just shrugs “besides, not if he doesn’t find out” it’s wrong. it’s so wrong, you’re not just cheating, its his mom for fuck’s sake. but you can’t deny she’s been on your mind far too long for you to simply ignore. fuck this.

you grab her face with your hands and kiss her. it’s messy, more lip smashing than them dancing, teeth clashing and lia even bites your lip. it’s different than the ones your boyfriend provides, maybe it’s in the heat of the moment, but it’s hungry, playful, even. neither of you notice your feet taking you towards the steps of the pool, the ones you sit on and the water reaches your knees at most, until you’re sitting on them. she’s still standing, between your legs that she parts before pulling her lips from yours. lia puts up two fingers, her middle and ring finger, and watches you take them into your mouth, sucking on them and coating them in saliva as a last minute lubricant.

her fingers drag down your chest, and your torso, down your navel until the tips of them are grazing and teasing your entrance, taking sweet sighs and pleads of you with them. you nudge her jaw with your nose, looking for her lips. your hand rests on the back of her neck, and she pecks your lips once, twice before pulling away, eyes glued on your cunt when she carefully slips her fingers inside, smiling at the loud moan you let out. “shh, gotta be quiet pup, wouldn’t want your cute little boyfriend finding you like this, hm?”

it makes you moan just as if not louder, earning a chuckle from her as her lips slowly pump in and out of you. “or maybe you’d like it, wouldn’t you?”

“not a bad idea” you chuckle, eyes closing as you try to hold back a moan. she’s not laughing, she can feel herself getting possessive of you, the thought of you going back to your boyfriend right after irks her, she knows its wrong, but she just can’t avoid it. she wonders if he can make you feel like she does, if he makes you feel good or if you even fuck regularly. god, she feels like a perv, but then again, if he treated you well you wouldn’t have given in so easily, or maybe it is true that you liked her first, for a long time. “fuck, you’re so good” you whisper against her lips

“i know” lia chuckles confidently, pressing rough bites and kisses on your neck that she doesn’t think about in the moment, but right after, the thought of her son seeing them sends jolts of electricity to her cunt. “you sound so pretty pup, i wish we wouldn’t have to be so quiet”

you join your mouths again, and this time she feels your moans vibrate through her, her thumb grazing with your clit every couple of times and making your body jolt here and there. her other hand makes its way to your hair, bunching what she can of it and tugging your head back for a deeper kiss. your hands make their way to her waist, trying to pull her closer to you without interrupting her hand on your pussy. intentionally, her thumb goes back to your clit, rubbing circles quickly hoping it’s what you like, and the ragged moans you let out after make her think that it is.

“it feels so good…” you start, holding on to her for support

“aw, you’re gonna come angel? is that why you’re so clingy?” she pouts, kissing your lips repeatedly. “you’re so cute. fuck, you drive me insane” her admitting to the hold you have on her doesn’t go unheard, and it’s probably going to be brought up during your next tipsy conversation, but right now, all you can think about is her fingers inside you and her lips on your body as you let your orgasm coat her fingers.

[yawnjunn]

dad! TXT with pregnant s/o (+ how they talk to your baby bump)

☆ im having baby fevers lmao anyways enjoyyy

╰┈➤ txt x female!reader

╰┈➤ warnings: hmmm none i think just pure fluffs

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yeonjun:

•he kisses your belly every day, every night. before bed, before going to work etc.

•he has this habit of giving your belly a soft pat before talking since apparently he said he didnt want to startle the baby

•touches your belly to feel a kick while he talks :((

•"hello my baby, its your appa here, i'm going to work now okay? be good to omma....I cannot wait to hold you in my arms, the world might be toxic out here but i promise that me and your omma will protect you always"

•and ofc, theres always gonna be his night talk with your baby

•usually, he will talk to your baby AFTER he showers cause he doesnt want to 'smell bad' when talking to his unborn child 😭

•usually, he talks to your baby whenever youre asleep since you fall asleep quickly

•"baby...your omma didnt get enough sleep last night cause you kicked alot. i had to stay up with her the whole night you know, i didnt want her to stay up all night, alone.... let omma sleep peacefully now okay?"

•gives YOU and the baby (inside your stomach) a kiss before bed

soobin:

•soobin is very very careful with his words cause he might slip out some curse words 😭

•feels nervous whenever hes touching your belly to feel a kick, hes scared the kick might hurt you :(

•literally RANTS to your baby as if they are his little bestfriends HAHAHA

•"today appa had some work, i did some dancing and singing on stage, we played games too at an interview it was so fun!! all of the members are very hyper today especially beomgyu... baby, if youre already born, i will introduce you to all of appa's friends okay? youre gonna meet yeonjun hyung, beomgyu, taehyun and hueningie!! OH! huening! he has so many plushies and he even said he will give you one as a gift, do you want one, baby?"

•then proceeds to touch your belly to feel a kick as a response

•if he feels a kick, "is that a yes?? aww baby youre not even born yet and you already know how to communicate, im so proud of you"

•"i hope you get my height cause your omma is...well, shes short she couldnt even reach a jar on the shelf"

•he always says that^^, in which you return with a glare

•"i definitely hope you dont get your omma's anger issue" he teased

beomgyu:

•literally the opposite of soobin

•would ACCIDENTALLY cuss around you while he plays game

•you'd always reply with a " beomgyu-ah!! dont cuss please, the baby will hear you"

•and he'd be like "OHH OH im so sorry"

•then kneels down to the height of your belly, and then be like "baby..dont ever ever say that word, its a very bad word okay? youre not allowed to say it unless youre 20 and above"

•"i hope you get my good looks, im not saying that your omma is ugly, shes beautiful....but like..im called a visual for a reason"

•once he said that^^ he'd receive a pinch on one of his ear from you

•"ow ow ok im sorry" he whined then he'd complain it to your baby 😭

•"baby, look at omma, shes so mean"

•literally asks you 24/7 when the baby is due

•"y/n, is the baby coming out tomorrow?" "when is your due again?" "what if the baby comes out tonight?"

•would try your weird cravings just for fun

•"why do you eat mangoes with peanut butter its disgusting" but then again hes curious about the taste so he tries one

taehyun:

•buys whatever youre craving for (aka what the baby is craving for)

•he'd ask the baby, "baby...omma ate some apple dipped in cheese sauce just now, which i think is weird...but omma said its not her cravings but yours. why are your cravings always the weird ones, baby?"

•calls his mom 24/7 to ask what he should cook to keep you healthy

•then he goes to his baby, "hello baby, i made you and your omma some rice and soup, even though shes not craving for it but hey, its your halmoni's(grandmother's) recipe, i hope you like it!!, its for your own good anyways"

•sings lullaby every night for your baby :((

•"goodnight baby, hope you sleep well. make sure not to kick your omma's belly too hard, she needs rest aswell"

•then proceeds to kiss your belly :(

hueningkai:

•GIVES BELLY RUBS EVERYDAY AND EVERYNIGHT

•talks to the baby with the softest tone ever

•reads bedtime story for his unborn child :((

•"hi baby!! i hope youre doing well in there, ive been taking care of omma and you and i even bought a new plushie for you!!"

•i feel like he'd learn how to crochet just to make a hat 😭

•"hi little baby, appa made a frog hat, i crocheted myself, when youre born, i'll put this on you and take lots of pics of you"

•gets excited when he feels a kick in your belly

•"does that mean they can hear me talking?? omg hi baby!!"

•lists ALL the things he'd want to do with his baby

•"if the baby is born, i want to bring them to a theme park, ride a ferris wheel and maybe give them cotton candy"

•he never forgets his sisters when talking to the baby, "psst baby, when youre already born, youre gonna meet your aunts, lea and hiyyih, theyre super super fun to be with!! but please, dont be with them 24/7 cause you might abandon me and live with one of them instead"

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[venusiangguk]

gold rush pt. 3 | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader

>>genre: pwp, v little plot, smut, kinda fluffy, college au (kinda), established relationship

>>word count: 9.9k um?

>>warnings: pegging!!!, butt stuff!!!, sexy anal!!!, sub jk, soft dom oc, crying why do i always make everyone cry, fingering (m), strap on, dildos, vibrators, sex toys, sex shop adventures, explicit sex, like so explicit this bitch is basically 10k, mutual masturbation, coming untouched, kisses, aftercare in the form of snacks, titty squeezing, dirty talk, excessive use of pet names, yoongi exists

>>notes: i wasn’t gonna write this bc ur girl does not know the first thing about pegging, but jk sucking the strap came to me in a dream and i had to do it. it was highly requested so i hope u like it! i wrote and poorly edited this whole thing today so im sorry for any mistakes !! 

>>summary: jk wants the strap, and jk gets what he wants !!

pt.1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

The sun is shining, and there’s just the perfect amount of breeze to cool Jeongguk as sweat runs down his temple. The soccer pitch just got cut, making the ball much easier to control, and therefore much easier to aim at Jimin’s ass. It’s cool-down time, so the team is in groups of three, idly kicking the ball between each other, for the last few minutes of practice. All in all, a great day to talk about getting pegged with his best friends.

Jeongguk glances around the field, making sure the other groups are far enough away from him and his friends before clearing his throat. “So… do you guys like… get pegged?”

When Taehyung passes the ball to Jimin, Jimin completely misses it due to the fact that he is looking at Jeongguk like he is the most pitiful human on the planet. Jeongguk adjusts his shin guard to avoid the scrutiny.

“Gguk… honey… are you dumb?”

Taehyung’s jogging back after retrieving the ball that ran astray. “No, Mini. He’s straight.” He kicks the ball to Jeongguk. “If by ‘pegged’ you mean fucked in the ass by a real dick, then yeah. We do.”

Jeongguk receives the ball with a ‘rainbow’ and juggles it from his thigh to his laces, balancing the ball for a second before kicking it to Jimin. He nods, contemplative. “Nice.”

“Okay ace.” He passes to Taehyung, before throwing Jeongguk a teasing look. “You thinking about taking it up the ass, Gukkie?”

“Perhaps I’m contemplating.” He sniffs nose in the air.

Taehyung laughs. “Got your button milked once and now you wanna take a phallic shaped object? Proud of you.” He places his hand over his heart, like the mere thought of Jeongguk getting railed makes his heart warm.

A whistle blows, and Jeongguk kicks the ball up to his arm, tucking it into the curve of his trim waist. “Why does everyone call it a button? And it hasn’t only been once.” He sounds exasperated and so so tired.

His friends jog to bump shoulders with him as they make their way to the locker rooms. “Hey, jokes aside, I think it’s cool you’re like comfortable enough, or whatever, with __ to explore the things you like.” Taehyung says.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes. “Okay Dad.”

“No seriously!” Jimin insists, holding the locker room door open for them. Fuck the rest of the team. “She seems good for you. Babys you like you need.” Jimin laughs.

Jeongguk’s shirt gets caught on his head as he squawks. “I don’t just like being babied, fuck you.”

“Okay so she also entertains your sadistic side. She’s the full package.”

Jeongguk looks down with a blush. He shrugs his shoulders lightly before bending over to get out of his gear. “She’s pretty cool I guess.”

Taehyung knees him while he’s still bent over making him stumble a bit. “Awe, Jeonggukkie is in love.”

“Shut up.” Jeongguk smacks him in the face with his smelly sock.

“When you gonna do it?” Jimin asks, buttoning his new pants. 

Apparently they aren’t showering today. Jeongguk will just have to stop at his dorm before heading to yours to help you study. That reminds him that you have a test on Friday, but are free this weekend. He just so happens to be free as well. The team they were supposed to play had to forfeit because their coach got caught sleeping with one of the cheerleaders. Sucks, but good for Jeongguk and his little asshole.

“Maybe this weekend.” With their backpacks on, they start the trek back to the dorms. It’s nearing night now, the sun just starting to set in the sky. Jeongguk pulls out his phone to tell you he’s stopping by his place before heading to you. You reply quickly.

baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

okie

wanna have sex instead of helping me study 

me:

yeah but im not gonna 

just think about how good the sex will be when u get an a 

baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

🙄

When Jeongguk pockets his phone, Taehyung speaks up.

“You think she’ll be down?”

Jeongguk doesn’t hesitate. “Yeah, probably.”

Ever since the first time you made him cum untouched, butt stuff has been a moderately regular occurrence for you both as a long-term, healthy, pro-ass eating couple. Honestly it was mostly him getting his butt played with, but he supposed it made sense. Like Jimin explained to his once naïve self, it was just biological- or something. Whatever. He wonders if three fingers will be enough to fit a fake dick in his ass. He asks his friends.

“Eh…” Jimin starts, looking up like he’s thinking. “Maybe, but you might wanna try to get to four, maybe five if you're using hers, since she’s tiny.”

Jeongguk’s mouth falls open and he pales. Taehyung notices and laughs.

“Don’t get scared. It’s just better to over-prep than under-prep. And like obviously you work up to it, she’s not just gonna shove her fist or her cock up your ass.”

Her cock. A little tingle settles in Jeongguk’s lower belly at the statement. He’s been thinking about this for a while, looking at porn in his free time. Seeing the way the guys moan on their girls’ strap always gets him hard. Seeing how hard their cocks get when the toy hits them just right. He throbs when he sees the guys cum just from the strap, no hands. Maybe he should fuck you when he gets to your dorm instead of helping you study. His cock is feeling a little plump.

“Alright well… Bye, thanks for being gay and answering my anal questions!”

As he’s pressing the button to his elevator, they lived on opposite sides of the athlete dorm and there were different elevators for each of the wings, Jimin chirps, “Don’t forget to empty your asshole really well, and don’t eat the day of! Also buy extra lube and put a spare blanket down!”

Jeongguk winces. Valuable information indeed, information he mentally pockets, but did he need to yell it in the dorm common room?

“Noted!” He yells back at the elevator dings and opens up. Jeongguk pretends like he doesn’t meet the curious, kind of confused gaze of one of his teammates. He must have walked in while Jimin was yelling and only caught the end of the conversation while waiting for the same elevator. Jeongguk gets in and immediately closes the doors. He can catch the next lift.

~~~

Jeongguk’s got his head in your lap and you’re running your fingers through his long, silky hair. He showered today, so waves of his aromatherapy lavender shampoo are wafting up to you. Sweet boy. He seems sidetracked, occasionally sighing and subtly twisting, but is still more or less purring on your thigh, feet tucked up onto the cushion of the couch. Netflix is on the small tv that was left by the last person who lived there, you’re mac book connected via HDMI. You’re not really paying attention. Mind kind of tired from all the studying you had done this week. Jeongguk fidgets a tiny bit again, wiggling like he’s trying to get comfortable. He huffs a sigh.

“Hey,” You say softly, getting his attention.

His body curves at the waist, causing his t-shirt to bunch up and show off the dip of his hip bone. He looks up at you with wide eyes. He seems surprisingly awake. Must have some busy little bees buzzing around his mind. He makes a little questioning noise.

“You okay? You’re kinda fussy.” You murmur.

He groans. “I-  am just thinking.”

“About?” You drag the word out in a singsong-y manner.

The way Jeongguk’s face flushes is so pretty, you have to stop yourself from cooing. 

He moves himself from your lap and sits facing you. He looks like he's thinking about what to say, or how to say what he’s thinking so hard about. 

Eloquently he states, “I’m horny.”

You glance at his cock. Not quite hard, but a little happy and excited. You chuckle, leaning towards him, giving him a playfully sexy look. “Okay, let’s fuck baby.”

Jeongguk blushes even more, cheeks tinted red, while he leans away from you.

You pout. “What?”

Again he pauses, a small pout on his lips. He seems to be in a soft, needy, difficult mood. You’re probably going to have to pry what he wants to say out of his mouth.

With another uncalled for exasperated huff, Jeongguk rolls his eyes and moves closer to you before catching you by surprise and swinging a leg over your lap. He’s facing you while he straddles your thighs. His arms are looped around your neck, he’s playing with a little bit of your hair, twirling the long length around his fingers. You smile up at him, gently. Your palms squeeze at his narrow hips encouragingly.

“I want to try something new…” He says. He sounds nervous and looks at you the same.

“Mhmm.” You say, fighting a smile. 

“Really bad. Like I want it really bad.” His hips roll, probably unconsciously from the way he closes his eyes to ground himself. 

You peek at his lap, and his cock is bulging, the fabric of his sweatpants doing nothing to help hide it. You bring your hand to it, and massage him through his pants.

He whines and pushes against your palm before a hand comes down and grabs your wrist, stopping the movement. “Quit it, I’m trying to talk.” He’s so petulant and whiny.

You move your hand away and place it back on his hip, giggling a little. “Well spit it out, then.”

He scowls. You reach up and smooth the wrinkle in his brow before trailing it down and cupping his cheek. He softens immediately, melts like butter in your hands. His eyes close and he lets out a soft sigh, body relaxing a little.

He’s whispering, kinda giggling out of embarrassment, when he says, “I want you to fuck me.” He pauses, peeking at you through his lashes. “Like for real.”

Almost instantly a little spark ignites in your belly, and you feel your pussy get that telltale heartbeat. You didn’t want to push Jeongguk into anything, but you’ve been thinking about taking the ‘next step’ with your… ass-plorations for some time. But you figured he would get to the same point on his own, and would come to you when he was ready. Turns out you know him as well as you thought you did.

“Yeah?” You rub your free hand up his side. 

He nods quickly, eagerly. You pinch his cheek lightly, and he retaliates by trying to bite at it. To avoid the attack it finds his way back to his waist.

“When did you want to? Tonight?”

He wiggles impossibly closer to you. Kisses you quick before nodding again. “Yeah. I um. I already like prepped… mostly. I prepped what I could by myself.” He pauses with a cute thinking face. “You will probably have to help me a little. But yeah. I got ready for you just in case.” He nods.

You hum, glancing at the old clock on the wall, another gift from the prior tenant. 11:52 pm. 

“If we hurry, we can make it to a sex shop? They don’t usually close until 2 or 3 in the morning.” You suggest.

Jeongguk bites his lip, smiling excitedly. “Really? Can we?”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Yeah, duh.” You lean up and give him a speedy, but thorough kiss, smiling into it. “Been wanting to peg you for so long.” 

His face scrunches endearingly. “Don’t call it that.”

He hops off your lap, and goes to grab the keys, wasting no time. He stands by the door expectantly. His cock is, extremely obviously, sticking out. Someone didn’t wear his briefs today.

“Can you like… kill that?” You’re laughing as you tug on some sweats of your own, having only been lounging in your panties and one of his shirts. Your usual at home attire.

He looks down, and has a smug grin on his face when he looks at you again. “It’ll go down in the car. Hurry up!”

~~~

A dildo looks so much bigger when one is looking at it knowing that it will be inside of them within the next few hours. And there are so many options and colors. Some vibrate, some have fake pubic hair on them. Some have balls that are squishy and feel eerily… accurate.

Jeongguk isn’t having second thoughts, no. But he is having thoughts. Very overwhelming thoughts. 

You’re next to your boyfriend, glancing between him and the varying selection of fake cocks displayed in front of you both, trying to gauge his reaction. He looks a little pale, but tentatively excited. Curious at the very least.

“Which one do you want?” You ask.

“No idea.” He responds, eyes wide.

Like most store clerks, one shows up, almost like they have a built in ‘customer needs help and has no idea which dildo to get to peg her super hot boyfriend’ radar. 

“You guys need help?” He is a small man, with a monotone voice. He looks like he would rather be anywhere else at 12:30am on a Saturday night. 

“NO!” Jeongguk says quickly and loudly. Very loudly.

Both you and the store clerk flinch, looking at him shocked.

Jeongguk shifts on his feet. “No.” He says in a more socially acceptable tone. “No- I’m sorry. But we’re uh-” He grabs your arm and pulls you closer. “We’re good, thanks.”

The clerk looks between you and Jeongguk and the dildos. “Um… Alright.” He starts to walk away before he turns back around. “Well if you change your mind, I’m Yoongi and I’ll be at the counter. If your toy is electric I’ll test it in the back before you leave… We uh- provide batteries with your purchase if needed…” With one last glance, a very judgmental one in Jeongguk’s opinion, Yoongi takes his place at said counter. His eyes flicker to you guys every once in a while.

“Baby,” You grab Jeongguk’s face between your palms and make him look at you. You squeeze and his lips poke out making him look like a guppy. He blinks. “I know you’re nervous, but it’s going to be okay.”

He rolls his eyes, guppy face and all. “Well obviously. I just- We don’t need help.” He wiggles out of your grip, much like a… guppy.

You grin, trying not to laugh, and just be the supportive girlfriend you are. “Okay, did you decide which one you want?”

A side glance. “Not yet…”

You walk up and go to grab a pink sparkly one.

“Uh, not that one.”

You quirk an eyebrow and move your hand to a larger one.

“No.”

You play a little game of dildo hot or cold until you have a better idea of what Jeongguk wants. His preference seems to be skin tone, close to his own, with a more realistic feel. Normal balls though, not squishy. Also no faux hair. You thank him for that. If you actually had a penis it would surely be waxed. Bless Jeongguk for doing the same. As for size, he leaned more towards a very normal, moderate size. Maybe 5 or 6 inches at most, not too thick. Smaller than himself. One last option.

“Do you want it to vibrate?” You ask, holding one in your hand testing the numerous different settings.

He shakes his head, answering quick. “No.”

He pauses.

“Wait.” He thinks. “Maybe. Should we? You could use it too?” 

Sweet, kind, considerate angel. Always thinking about you and your pleasure. Couples who share the strap last the longest.

You shrug, pointing out, “I could use one that doesn’t vibrate too.”

He looks offended and sounds snotty. “Uh, you don’t need to.”

“Whatever. Why don’t we get both?”

You had a point. He pretends to ponder it, before nodding, already persuaded. “Okay.” 

“We need the harness now.”

You begin the harness hunt, walking through the store, coming across many a things, but for some reason you both keep missing them. They’re nowhere to be found. 

“Maybe they’re sold out?” He tries.

“Doubt it. Let’s go ask.” You grab him by his pinky and try to drag him to the counter. He resists. 

“Let’s not.”

“Koo.” You say giving him a look.

He whines, throwing his head back. Borderline throwing a fit. You hold your ground, smiling.

He’s easy to give in. Being a brat just on principle. “Fine but you’re talking.”

You stand on your tiptoes and kiss his cheek. “Of course, baby.” With his pinky in hand, you make your way to the counter.

The store clerk, Yoongi, if you remember correctly, is sitting behind the counter hunched over smiling at his phone. He doesn’t seem to notice you’re there.

You clear your throat gently, “Excuse me?”

Yoongi jumps, almost throwing his phone. “Fuck!” He exclaims. His fists come up ready to fight before he sees it’s you and Jeongguk. He then places his hand over his heart. “Shit, you scared me.” He chuckles, recovering quickly. “How can I help you?”

You stare at him for a moment longer before speaking up. “Um yeah, I was just wondering where your harnesses are?”

He leans on the counter, head in his hand looking kinda bored. “Hanresses? What kind? Hanging harness? Body harness?”

You glance at Jeongguk and he looks like he’s going to die.

“The um- strap on harnesses?” Your voice goes to a whisper when you say it, despite it just being you guys in the store.

Yoongi sits up, and looks at you, and then looks at Jeongguk. A look of understanding comes over his face along with an amused smile. He nods to himself, while getting up to help you. “Nice. Follow me.”

Jeongguk gapes at the ‘nice’ and looks at you in disbelief. You pat his butt telling him to get going. 

With some help from Yoongi you pick out a harness that looks supportive and comfortable, the ring that holds the dildo, compatible with both the ones that you plan on getting. It’s a simple adjustable black one. Yoongi recommended wearing something under it if the straps dig into you and irritate. He seems bored, but he’s actually very good at his job, and very knowledgeable.  

Finally you’re at the counter. You place all the items in Yoongi’s reach and he’s just about to tell you the total when Jeongguk perks up.

“Wait!” He says before scurrying off.

It’s quiet for a split second. Before the clerk speaks up.

“He’s cute.”

You smile, “Thanks, he’s mine.”

Yoongi laughs, small little fish teeth and gums on display. Must be a Pisces. You know Pisces teeth. “Does he have any cute friends?”

You nod. “Yeah, but they are dating.”

He shrugs. “Don’t care.”

“Uh… I can give you their Instagrams?”

He pulls out his phone, and follows them right there after a quick glance at their pages. Confidence is nice.

There’s a short lull in the conversation. And Jeongguk seems to be taking his sweet time getting something you guys must have forgotten. Or the poor things lost. It’s a big store. You speak up this time.

“Do you have like a manager I could leave a review for? You were really helpful, and seemed like you really knew what you were talking about.”

He shakes his head. “Nah, I own the place. You think I would be here on a Saturday night if it wasn’t obligatory? Thanks, though.”

“Oh.” You say. That was pretty impressive. The store was quite successful based on the reviews. You would make sure to let Jimin and Taehyung know Yoongi was a business man.

“Okay, I’m back.” Jeongguk announces. “Sorry I forgot where it was.”

He places 2 (two) large bottles of lube on the counter. You cough out a laugh.

“Baby, we have lube at home.”

“But do we have enough?”

“I think maybe one more would be more than enough.”

He ignores you, looking Yoongi in the eyes for the first time tonight. “Add both please.”

Yoongi nods, looking a little scared of Jeongguk’s seriousness, and does as he’s ordered.

After Jeongguk pays, and you both are making your way to the exit, Yoongi calls out, “Good luck, tell your friends to follow me back!”

“Uh- Okay?” Jeongguk yells back. When you’re in the parking lot, he asks, “What the heck was that about?”

You shake your head, laughing to yourself. “Don’t worry about it.”

~~~

As soon as you get back to your dorm, the atmosphere is thick, full of tension and nervous anticipation. Jeongguk’s fidgety, eager to get started. You’re not far off, but contain yourself a little more. Need to keep control of the situation in case Jeongguk gets deep into his mood.

You guys are in the bathroom now, each one washing a toy before you use it. You make sure to unwrap the harness and the lube as well, both at Jeongguk’s insistent request, ensuring you don’t have to stop and deal with it later. 

“Let’s just get undressed in here, it’s where my hamper is.” You say already tugging your shirt over your head, tits bouncing freely. Jeongguk went without briefs today, and you went without a bra.

Jeongguk quietly follows suit, and you don’t miss the way his hands are trembling a little in anticipation. When you’re both naked he kisses you quickly, and jiggles your boobs a little just because they are there and because he can, before saying, “Okay, lets go.” He’s out the bathroom before you can even respond. You laugh to yourself and gather the stuff he forgot in his excitement.

When you walk out with your hands full, you see Jeongguk spreading out a blanket over your comforter.

“Whatcha doin?” You ask curiously, placing the items on the nightstand.

“Gets messy. Wanna save your bedding.” He states.

You squawk, grabbing the blanket he set up on your bed. “Not my baby blanket you monster.”

He laughs, abs tensing. You notice he’s already hanging a little heavy between his thighs. “Sorry. Was the first one I saw.” He walks over to the couch and replaces the blanket that’s hanging over the back with your baby blanket and resets up. “Better?” he asks, extended his arm towards your bed to show off his work.

You nod, and take the few steps needed to close the space between you both. Your hand runs down his belly, and you feel his muscles jump, and you see little goosebumps sprout all over. His hands come up to cup your tits. You kiss softly where his heart is. You look up at him.

“I love you.” You smile.

He blushes. “Love you.” He whispers, before he leans down and slots your lips together.

It’s eager from the start. Your bodies press together, as your hands roam. When he takes a breath and surges back in, your teeth click together is his haste, before his tongue slips into your mouth. He groans into you, his hand going down to cup your ass, squeezing and pulling you impossibly closer. 

You feel his cock against your belly, almost fully hard already. You reach down to wrap a hand around him, wanting to help him get there before you get started. He hisses, thrusting forward instinctively before pulling away. He looks like he hates that he does.

“No- I,” He’s already short of breath, chest rising and falling a little bit faster than normal. “I wanna watch you cum. With the toy.” He reaches around you, grabbing the vibrating dildo. “Please?” He asks. His eyes are fervent.

You take the toy in your hand, and kiss him again softly. “Yeah, baby. Whatever you. It’s all about you tonight.”

He shakes his head. “Always about you too.” 

Your heart beats, happy in your chest. You thought about it earlier in the night, but Jeongguk really was the best lover. He always, always made sure you were taken care of, before, during, and after sex. He was so vocal and communicative, genuinely wanting you to know it was always about both of you, even if one was receiving more attention. He was caring like that in and out of the bedroom. You were so lucky to be his.

“You’re too good to me,” You laugh, climbing onto the bed. You settle back against your pillows, propping some behind you so you can see him, and watch him while you get off. He takes his place in front of you, looking at you expectantly.

He’s impatient, placing his hands on your knees, spreading you open so he can see your cunt. You let him get you into position before saying, “Keep your hands to yourself now, okay?”

He nods, eyes never leaving your pussy. He licks his lips. “Okay.” It’s said in a distracted kind of far away tone.

You hum as you bring the toy to your mouth, getting it wet. You wouldn’t need any lube, you would be dripping in no time. You don’t waste any time putting your free hand down between your legs and spreading your pussy lips, so your clit and the pretty pink center of your cunt are displayed for Jeongguk. You glance at him through your lashes, when you hear a small gasp fall from his lips. He’s already got a hand around himself. Just the tips of his fingers stroking his length, at a leisurely pace. 

“She’s so pretty… You’re so pretty.” His eye flick to your face before zeroing in on your center again.

“Tell me how to do it baby. Tell me what you want to see.” You say, voice salacious and soft. You circle your finger slowly around your nub, dipping inside just a bit to spread your slick around.

When he swallows, it’s audible, his Adam's apple jumping. “I want you to turn it on low, and put it on your clit. I want you to feel good.”

You smile, and drag the tip of it down your body to just above your clit, turning it on the lowest setting before making contact with your sensitive nub. Your legs jolt, almost closing when you feel the vibrations. Even the lowest setting was strong. Your head falls back, and your legs spread more for him once you get used to the strength of the toy. “Fuck…” You breathe.

“Does it feel good?” He asks, greedy for your pleasure.

You nod, eyes still closed, focusing. You move the vibrator in small circles over your clit. You can hear Jeongguk’s breaths speed up.

“Turn it up.” His voice gives away that he’s speeded up his hand on his cock too.

You do as he says, looking at him as you do. He’s sin personified. He’s on his knees, sitting back on his feet, so his thighs are flexed and bulging. His abs tense when his palm twists under the crown of his cock. His eyes almost look black, pupils blown so wide, lust taking over his face. He’s got his plump bottom lip drawn between his teeth. He looks up from your pussy and catches you staring. He smiles shyly.

You keep your eyes on him as you bring the toy back down to your core. A short high pitched moan falls from your lips, as your brows knit together, before your eyes roll back. He groans, your expression enough to make his cock start to leak.

“Feels so good, Jeongguk.” You moan. The vibrator is right where it feels best, pulsing against your clit, causing pleasure to bleed into your veins. 

“Yeah, baby?” He asks, he’s breathless, sounds like he’s in love. With you, your cunt. “Tell me.”

“‘S just right Koo, could make me cum just like this…” 

He curses, and you open your eyes just in time to see him grip the base of his cock, keeping himself in check. “Not yet, baby. Little longer, please.” Still so polite and good for you, even when he’s the one telling you what to do.

He has you keep the vibe there, for a while longer, right in the spot that’s gonna make you lose it. He watches as a tiny clear drop leaks from you pink little pussy. It looks like it’s heavy and about to drip down to the blanket under you. He doesn’t notice your legs shaking until you’re gasping, “Koo, I’m almost- I’m gonna-”

“No!” He says quickly, his hand reaches out to pull the vibrator from your cunt just before you get your high. Your pussy aches and throbs, wanting to cum so bad. 

Your chest is heaving when you ask, “Are… are you edging me?”

He shakes his head, even though your eyes are closed, trying to catch your breath. “No, no! I just. I got distracted.” He looks at that small drop of slick again. Fuck, he wants to lick it up and drink you down. “You’re leaking.” He states.

You laugh, breathing getting back to normal. “Yeah?” You reach your hand down to collect the distracting little droplet and bring it in front of you. You press the sticky finger to your thumb and then pull them apart to see the clear strings stay connected even as you pull. You hum, before offering your hand to Jeongguk. He sucks in a breath.

“Want some?” 

He’s quick as he crawls between you legs, cock fully hard now. He watches you as he sucks your fingers into his mouth, tongue swirling around getting every last bit, before he sucks off with a pop!

He crawls farther up your body to kiss you deep, wanting you to get a taste of yourself too. He pulls back just a bit, and whispers against your lips, “I want you to fuck yourself with it, okay? Just for a little bit, then you can cum?” He’s phrasing it as a question, knowing he really doesn't have the final say, not tonight. But his voice is shaking from how turned on he is, how could you ever say no?

“Sit back.” Is all you respond. He does as he’s told.

You buzz the toy over your clit again, just because you can. Wanting to see how long Jeongguk can be good before begging. Turns out it’s not long at all. 

“Put it in…” He moans. You look at him and his mouth is parted, and his eyes heavy as he watches you. His hand is moving fast over his cock, sticking straight up to his tummy. “Please.”

You drag the toy down to your slit, and tease it there before just barely pushing it in just a fraction of the length. Jeongguk whines, high and desperate. Apparently you’re moving to slow for him.

“More,” He begs. 

You sigh, “You’re so needy tonight, baby.” He nods, agreeable.

When the toy sinks inside of you all the way to the hilt, you and Jeongguk both moan a quiet, “Fuck.” simultaneously. You’re coherent enough to laugh a little at the jinx, but he seems to barely notice, too focused on watching the toy sink into you, and then come back out to vibrate your clit again. You keep up this teasing pattern, again waiting to be told what to do by him, waiting to see how long he makes it this time.

“Harder, do it harder,” He’s panting. Moaning every word that leaves his lips.

You do as he says, and finally push the toy in at a pace that gets you climbing to being close again. You won’t be able to come like this though, and he knows that. Knows that you can only cum from penetration with him. He leans over and grabs the other toy from the end table, spitting on it and spreading it around until it's covered well.

“Use them both, want you to cum for me.”

With two toys in your hands, one in your cunt, filling you up, and one on your clit, making your legs shake, you do your best to make yourself cum. But it’s not enough. A soft whine falls from your lips, you’re so close, but you need more. More than you can give yourself.

“Faster baby, faster. You’re so close.” He whispers. He got both hands working now too, one stroking and one down tugging on his balls. 

You whimper, “I can’t my arm hurts. It’s tired.”

Immediately he stops pleasing himself and gets right to pleasing you. Your pleasure taking priority. “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll help you baby.”

Jeongguk sits between your legs, and takes over the toy fucking into you, and turns up the one on your clit. With him pushing the toy in at a pace that you couldn’t do yourself, and the other toy vibing your clit incessantly, it takes barely any time at all for you to cum. You were so close already, just needed him to push you over. 

Your legs are shaking and your toes are curling, when you cry out, “Baby, I’m gonna cum.”

“Do it, baby. Wanna watch.” He’s quiet, paying close attention to your body and the reactions he’s helping pull from it. He’s part of the reason why your face looks so pornographic as you finish. He’s part of the reason why your back is arching off of the bed. He’s part of the reason why your toes are curling, and why your legs are shaking, and why your pussy is contracting over the toy he’s still thrusting inside of you, working you through every last second of your orgasm. He reads your body cues, and slows down and pulls it out when you start to come down. You look blissed out, and you bring a hand to your hair and fluff it a little before laughing.

“That was good.” You sigh smiling, and when you look at him an image forms in your head, and you have every intention of making him carry it out.

Right before your eyes, Jeongguk wraps his lips around the toy that is going to be inside of him in just a short while, sucking off your slick. He laps his tongue around it trying to get it all. He’s obscene. 

“Gimme,” You say sitting up with an extended hand. 

He pouts at being interrupted, but does as he’s told. He takes your spot on the bed, and you head to the bathroom, stopping by your dresser on the way.

When you get to the bathroom, you close the door and get to cleaning the toys once again. After, you get to the stuff you grabbed from the wardrobe. A lacy pair of black panties, and sheer black thigh highs with matching lace adorning the tops. You slip into them, and then move on to the strap on. You hold it in front of you and try to make sense of which part goes where, and which holes your legs go into. It takes a second, but you get into it, adjusting it so it's nice and snug. Your outfit probably won’t help much with protecting your thighs, but at least the little part above your pussy will be safe. You look at yourself in the mirror. Not too weird or scary yet. You glance at the dildo on the counter.

It’s not too big so hopefully it’s not too… jarring when you see yourself with it. You get to work, slipping the suction base of the non-vibrating toy into the ring that’s meant to hold it in place. You look at it sticking out from your crotch and take a deep breath before turning to the mirror.

You gasp, before cackling quietly. You knew it was going to be weird. Like you knew. But actually seeing yourself with the whole get up is funny. Right now at least. You know it’s going to be sexy, once you get used to it and into the moment and inside of Jeongguk. You wonder how he’s going to react. Only one way to find out.

While you're walking to your bedroom from the bathroom, the dildo bobs, and you're giggling distractedly until you lift your eyes to let your boyfriend know you're ready. Again you’re met with a scene so indecent it belongs in a porno.

Jeongguk’s eyes are closed and soft moans are falling from his lips as he strokes his cock. He’s got three fingers in his ass, opening himself up for you, for your cock. Such a good good boy. He was so patient and productive while you got ready for him.

“You’re so good baby,” You murmur softly.

Jeongguk blinks his eyes open slowly, and rolls his head to the side to look at you. He doesn’t even falter in his movements at all, hand still moving, fingers still thrusting. He smiles a little when he sees you, but his eyes are hazy and he sounds lust drunk when he simply says, “You look sexy.”

You blush and a fond smile graces your lips, any embarrassment or self consciousness you were feeling prior to seeing him spread out for you on your bed, quickly vanishing.

You settle on the bed between his legs and watch for a moment as his hole takes his long fingers in. “Want me to help?” You ask quietly.

“Mhmm,” He nods, eyes closed still, tongue peeking out from between his lips. He doesn’t take his fingers out, though.

You grab the lube next to him, and flip it open. “You gonna get out so I can get in?” 

He shakes his head. “Nuh uh. Put one in with mine.”

Something about that makes your body tingle. Inside of him with him. Opening him up. You can’t explain it, because you don’t really even get it yourself, but it makes you buzz and feel almost high.

You slick up your middle finger, and drizzle some more on his for good measure. He jumps slightly, and then giggles softly.

“Cold.” He says.

“Sorry,” You say distractedly. Your finger is lined up with his now.

“I’ve never done 4 before so you… have to go slow…” He pauses as he speaks, letting himself moan freely when his fingers graze over that secret spot that he’s grown to love so much.

“Tell me to stop if you need to.”

He doesn’t reply, just stops his fingers so you can wiggle yours in next to his. At the first push against his hole, there’s resistance. Very much expected. He’s quiet, teeth gritted, but he never says stop, knowing his body wants it, and knowing it will accommodate what he wants. After the second knuckle, your finger sinks in, almost gets sucked in, by his hole.

He lets out a shaky breath.

“You okay, baby?” You check in.

“Yeah just… full.” He moans when you wiggle your finger experimentally. “”S good. Move it some more.”

You do, and his start to move with yours. You can feel his fingers curl inside of himself to reach his prostate, and it’s pleasant in an out of body way, knowing when his face is going to contort in pleasure, and when he’s going to cry out, when you never really knew before. You’ve milked him before, of course, but feeling him do it to himself from the inside? It’s kind of thrilling.

“Pull, stretch me out.” He moans, voice impatient and needy.

He gets kinda slutty when something’s up his ass.

He swears when you do, his finger rubbing insistent circles on his prostate to distract himself from the minor sting of the stretch. His moans, start to raise in pitch and his hand that’s on his cock, still jerking it, starts to speed up. You can tell he’s close. He clenches against your finger that’s still stretching him open.

“Fuck,” He says, on a breathless giggle, “Take them out. Or I’m gonna cum.” He’s still stroking his cock, like he doesn’t wanna stop.

“You c-” 

“No. Out.” He demands, hand finally pulling away from his cock, and his fingers inside stop. You gently ease out of him.

When Jeongguk’s fingers slip out, you gasp. His little pink hole is clenching on nothing, still open just the tiniest bit, thoroughly stretched.

“You know how you always say my pussy is pretty?” You ask, fingers tracing around the puffy stretched rim.

He makes an affirmative noise, watching you with hooded, lazy eyes as you touch him. He even spreads farther so you can touch and see better. You marvel at the difference between the embarrassed boy you made cum untouched a couple months ago, and the one in front of you now, so comfortable and relaxed. It makes you happy.

“Well, your butthole is pretty.”

He snorts, and kicks you lightly. He smiles at you, soft and sluggish. “Just fuck me.” 

He sounds so wistful and just ready.

But you’re not.

You grip the base of your cock, and stand up. You walk to the head of the bed, next to his confused face. You stay there waiting for him to get it. He doesn’t.

“You want me inside of you right baby?” You ask, voice gentle.

He nods, eyes no longer hazy, but wide and confused. He looks between you and your cock.

“I think that means you have to get me ready. Get me nice and wet, right?”

You can physically see when Jeongguk gets it. When it clicks for him. His eyes darken, and he licks his lips. “Yeah… You’re right. I should… help you.” He whispers, sitting up. You back up enough for him to have a place on the floor.

Jeongguk on his knees for you isn’t a new sight. He’s eaten your pussy like this before, you either grinding onto his face, or him holding you still and making quick work of your clit. But Jeongguk on his knees for you to suck your cock? New, and lewd. 

He looks nervous, kind of hesitant. A hand is raised midway, like he isn't sure if he should grab it. 

“Lick it, baby.” You encourage.

He glances at you, doe eyes seeking approval as he leans forward and gives a kitten lick to the tip. You nod, letting him know he’s doing well. His hand comes up and replaces yours at the base and he opens his mouth enough to wrap his lips around the head, and he swirls his tongue.

He pops off, and strokes up to where his mouth was and spreads the little bit of spit. The silicone is still dry though, so he spits on it more, straight from his mouth. You suck in a breath.

“Fuck, you’re so hot baby.” You whisper a breathy moan as his hands move up and down your cock. He adds his mouth again.

He hums a little, before backing up and looking at you again. “Does that feel good?” He asks.

You laugh lightly, in pure awe of him. He’s so sexy, and so sweet, and so incredibly lust inducing. Your pussy aches behind your cock. “Feels so good, baby. You’re doing so good.”

He hums, still stroking you off. “I really want it inside me…” He says, hinting that he’s ready.

You have mercy on him, having fulfilled your newfound personal fantasy enough for the night. Maybe you could revisit it another time. But now it was time to fulfill a mutual fantasy.

“On the bed, hands and knees.” You tell him.

Excitedly he hops back onto the bed, and gets into position, his hole on display for you. His back is arched and you can see the plush swell where his lower back meets the top of his cheeks. You settle behind him, and his shoulder to waist to hip ratio, is sinful. He’s always had the daintiest waist, strong, but still so small. But at this angle, it’s cinched and the way his legs are spread makes his hips look wider, accentuating the dip at his middle. You rub your hands over the narrow curve, all the way to his cheeks, grabbing handfuls of the muscle. There’s a slight give when you squeeze your hands.

Jeongguk’s head drops, and he lets out a shuddering sigh, he’s got the chills again, and he’s got a constant thrum coursing through his body. “Please…” He moans, so quietly, so desperately.

You kiss the small of his back before grabbing the lube left abandoned on the bed. You lather 2 of your fingers, and push them into Jeongguk’s hole making sure he’s nice and slick. There’s no resistance at all, hole loose and ready enough for them to slip right in. Then you lather your cock, probably with too much lube, honestly, but you wanted to be so sure that he didn’t feel any more pain than absolutely necessary. You knew the first initial push in would be the worst, but you were hopeful you both had stretched him out enough to at least minimize or diminish it altogether. 

You grab the base of your cock and line it up with his hole. It flutters, when you barely press against his rim.

“Ready?” You ask, giving a heads up.

“Yeah.” He says softly.

He’s tight. His hole sinks in with the tip of your cock before the rim gives and swallows around it. Jeongguk tenses and his hands grip the blanket under you. 

“Shit…” He groans. He sounds like he’s clenching his teeth.

You rub soothingly at his lower back, fingers dipping when you run them over the dimples at the bottom of his spine. “You’re doing so good baby.” You tell him.

“Doesn’t really hurt, I’m just stretching.” He says through his teeth. “I can take it though, keep going.”

You grab the lube and drizzle more directly onto his hole. He doesn’t mention the cold this time, too focused on taking your cock. You push against him, and feel yourself sink deeper into him. It’s like after the tip was in, his body knew what to do to take the rest. The slide wasn’t a swift, fast stroke, but it was a smooth and slow glide. When you bottom out Jeongguk’s arms give out from under him, his face going to the bed. 

“Holy fuck.” He keens, resting his head on his arms. Your hands are constantly on him, soothing him in any way that you can.

“Tell me when.” You whisper patiently. He nods. With his head turned to the side and pillowed on his arms, you can see his eyes are squeezed shut. The inhales and exhales you can see in the expanding of his ribcage, tell you that he’s taking deep breaths working through the stretch, getting himself used to it.

“Okay… Ready.” He murmurs.

You pull out just a bit before pushing back in. Jeongguk moans softly. Spreads his legs even wider, arches his back even deeper. He’s pushing his ass out for you, his body begging you to make it feel good.

You keep a slow pace, kind of nervous to speed up. 

“You can go faster, feels nice.” He says. He’s been puffing out little gasps of air every time you bottom out with your slow pace.

With his consent, you grab at his hips and pull out to just the tip, before swiftly pushing back in, fast and hard. His cheeks bounce on the impact. You grab one and jiggle it a little, thrusting into him again, drinking down the whines that slip out.

“You’ve got such a bubble butt, I never noticed before. But it like… bounces.” You say, wonder in your tone. 

“Thanks, can you like tell me about it later?” He asks, voice strained.

Point taken. 

Your thrust game is kind of shitty, in reality. It’s hard to find a rhythm, your hips not used to moving this way. But Jeongguk is moaning freely underneath you, just happy to have something inside of him after thinking about it all week. So you keep going, and eventually, the pattern comes to you, still kind of messy, but now you’ve got him cursing beneath you. You’ve got one hand on his ass, the other braced on his arched spine.

A particularly good thrust has Jeongguk burying his face into the bed, teeth biting at the bedding. “Yeah fuck-” He groans with his mouth full of blanket. With his hands now free, he brings them behind him and settles them on his cheeks and spreads.

You watch clearly as your cock sinks into Jeongguk’s ass. You’re out of breath, but you make sure to tell him how good he looks, how pretty his hole looks swallowing your cock, like it was made to take it.

“Wanna ride you.” He says. His voice is pitifully wrecked and he sounds so thoroughly fucked, you feel a little proud. Still, you’re grateful for a break. You don’t know how he fucks you like he does. ‘Topping’ is tiring. You pull out of him, and realize that when you were in awe of his hole at taking your fingers, it was premature. Jeongguk’s hole after he takes your cock is vulgar. It’s properly gaped now. Not huge, but around a fingers width.

He rolls over, and settles on his back like he just needs a moment. His chest is heaving, similar to yours. You hop off the bed, and a needy keen comes from him. You glance back at him, and he looks like he’s going to get up and follow you, but you hush him gently.

“I’m just getting some water, baby. I’ll be right back.” 

He huffs flopping back onto his back. “Hurry please.” He whines.

You get back as soon as possible with a glass of water for you both to share. He sits up onto one elbow and makes a grabby hand for the cup after you’ve had your share. You swat his hand away and hold the cup to his lips. He hums, gulping the water down. He’s happy to be coddled and taken care of. When he finishes with a cute little gasp, you place the cup to the side, and brush your hand through his sweaty hair. 

He butts his head against your palm and laughs. His eyes shut, and crinkled at the corners. His water break seems to have perked him up. His cock hasn’t deflated one bit. Rock hard and red, throbbing against his tummy. It’s messy and wet too.

You’re about to ask if he touched himself while you were inside of him, but before you can, you’re getting manhandled until he’s on top of you. He’s got your hands pinned above your head, and he smiles at you playfully, before leaning down to kiss you, deep and slow. He sucks on your lip, and slowly grinds his cock onto your belly, soft whines spilling from his tongue. He brushes his nose against yours as he sighs into your mouth, finally allowing himself the pleasure of paying attention to his cock. 

He doesn’t allow himself relief for long, however. He’s sitting up and looking from side to side for the lube before finally spotting it. His movements are quick and hectic, like he’s too excited and overly eager.

You rub your hands over his strong thighs. “Hey, slow down. You don’t have to rush. We have all night.”

He sighs at your touch, and nods softly. He whispers. “Yeah… okay. I love you.”

The little affection makes you swoon, absolutely smitten. “I love you.” You squeeze at his legs, tenderly.

He hums. “Gonna ride you now.” He opens the lube and continues with eager actions, almost like you didn’t even slow him down just a moment ago. You smile fondly to yourself. Jeongguk’s too busy slicking up your cock again to notice the mushy look.

He’s got a hand reaching behind him and he’s gripping your cock to line it up with his hole. He wiggles to get into the right position before slowly starting to sink down. His eyebrows are pinched, and his mouth falls open. But his eyes roll back when he bottoms out. His hands are braced on your stomach.

“Oh, I love it like this.” He whimpers. His legs tense at your sides, almost like he’s trying to close his legs at the pleasure he feels from your cock being tucked inside of him, hitting all the right places. He starts to grind on your cock, soft pleasured little mewls just tumbling off his tongue.

He looks so good, whining, grinding on you with his weeping cock displayed. But you wanna see him lose it on your cock. See him fall apart at how good it feels, not watch him bask in it.

“Bounce on it.” You say, voice sounding almost as fucked out as his. You know your panties are soaked through at this point, pussy pulsing and neglected, tucked away behind the strap.

Jeongguk nods. “Yeah, wanna.” 

He’s lifting himself off your cock to the tip before sliding down on it again, hard and fast. It punches a sharp gasp from his lungs. He finds a pace he likes and keeps it up, his thighs tensing, and his abs flexing as he tests his stamina, chasing that euphoric feeling he wants so so badly. He’s so strong and fit, bouncing up and down on your cock as loud unabashed moans fill the room. 

The force of him riding you makes your tits jiggle, bouncing around until they catch his attention. He groans before his hands find them, squeezing hard, using them as leverage as he pulls and drags his hips over yours. Your cock must be rubbing over his prostate because he’s losing his mind. All kinds of noises leave his mouth, and the expressions he makes are filthy.

“Fuck baby. You make me feel so good. The best- I-” He eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens in a silent moan, overwhelmed, before a guttural groan sounds from deep within his chest. “God. Wanna cum on your cock, baby. Fuck me-”

You laugh, wonderstruck, and kind of deliriously high on the satisfaction and fulfillment you get from seeing Jeongguk feel so just…. Good. “Yeah baby? You’re gonna cum for me? All over my cock?”

He whimpers and nods as he gets back to bouncing, a desperation to his movements that wasn’t there before. His cock is slapping against both of your stomachs with nasty wet noises due to his precum getting everywhere. You feel some fly and hit your neck, his cock just dripping, weeping and begging to cum. 

It won’t be long though, before he cums. You feel the way his thighs tense, and he gets that confused look on his face, and he’s got that puzzled pitch to his moans. It’s the way he always gets when he cums untouched, always in awe that he can do it himself, without a hand around his cock. His whole body is flushed and hot to the touch, sweat making him glow in the soft light of your bedroom lamp.

He throws his head back, neck extended, and veins bulging, before looking down at his bouncing cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He’s so whiny and noisy when he moans.

“Yeah?” You ask again, “Do it baby, show me how. You can do it, cum for me.” 

He’s nodding frantically, “Yeah- I’m gonna... Fuck, yes- Yeah, I’m-” He bounces a few more times, silent aside from the obscene squelching noises of your skin meeting, before his body tenses one last time before that string in him snaps. “Cumming-” He chokes it out. His moans don’t stop the whole time his cock shoots out his load, landing on your tummy. The moans even turn into cries, actual tears filling his eyes and falling down his cheeks. His body jerks and twitches with his orgasm. But still, he’s grinding on you, your cock still rubbing that spot inside of him, it’s like he never wants the feeling to end, even if it’s devastating, bordering on too much to handle.

You smooth your hands all over his sweaty body, before firmly placing them on his hips, stopping him. “Hey. You’re good, you did so good baby, you don’t have to keep going.”

Jeongguk’s cries are quiet, and he takes a few deep stuttering breaths to try and calm himself down, nodding with your soothing words. He rubs the back of his hand at his eyes, trying to dry them. It doesn’t help much, he’s calmed himself some but a few silent tears still make their way out, along with some soft hiccupping breaths.

“Lay down, and wait for me, hmm?” You whisper gently. He nods and lifts himself slowly, wincing at the sore ache in his hole. It’s more prevalent now that the pleasure has subsided. He all but collapses onto your pillow. 

“I’m gonna get some more water, and a towel okay?”

He grunts in response.

Before you go, you strip out of the gear, just tossing it on the ground, eager to get back to Jeongguk after getting the things you need.

When you get back, he is in the same exact position, and you laugh lightly. 

“Baby?” You ask, making sure he didn’t fall asleep.

Another grunt.

Good, he would hate you in the morning if you left him to sleep being so messy.

“Sit up, I have water and snacks and cleaning supplies.”

His head pops up. “Snacks?” His hair is sticking up on one side.

You laugh, endeared. He’s not crying anymore either, a good sign that he will be okay in just a little while after some kisses and love.

“Yeah, I got some of those seaweed chips you like, and some water.”

He sits up, leaning back on the pillows knowing the drill for after butt stuff. You hand him the water and the chips. He eats first.

“You hungry?” You ask, fitting yourself between his legs with the warm washcloth. He opens easily, munching away. You both are far past after sex shyness.

He talks with his mouth full. “Yeah. Jimin said not to eat the day off.”

You hum curiously, but don’t question it. Jimin partakes in butt stuff much more than you both. 

You’ve got all the lube cleaned off his thighs and cheeks, now all that’s left is his hole. You do it as gently as you can, knowing he’s sore just from how red and swollen and puffy it is.  But he still winces.

“How bad is it?” He mumbles.

You hesitate. “Um… You’re gonna be a little sore.” You tell him simply.

He groans, before downing his water. When he’s done, he says, “Practice is going to suck.”

You nod in agreement. It was. You wrap the used cloth in the blanket you used to protect your sheets, once again just tossing the bundle to the floor.

“Worth it though,” He smiles, pleased.

You chuckle as you find your place by him. He’s set his refreshments aside and lets you curl against him. His body sags with exhaustion when he feels your warmth press into him. You plant kisses on every inch of skin you can reach. He purrs.

“Why’d you keep going?” You ask, between smooches.

“I don’t know… it just felt so good. I guess I didn’t want it to stop.” He’s quiet, and his words are said on a sigh.

You nod, your kisses making your way to his lips. You just kiss him, slow and easy, for a few minutes until he yawns into it. He giggles.

“I’m so tired man.”

“I bet man.” You tease.

He kisses you one more time before asking, “Will you tickle my back until I fall asleep?” It’s hopeful and so sugary sweet.

“Yeah roll over.”

It’s barely a few minutes before you're met with his soft snores. You kiss his shoulder blade, before following right behind him.

~~~~

you ask for pegging and you shall receive :] i hope you liked it and that it met ur pegging standards askdkhjd as always, comments and feedback and asks and notes are loved and appreciated. thank you for reading friends ily :* 

[lavendertales]

congrats on 3k, that's amazing! 🎉🎉❤❤

i saw you're taking requests for matt murdock, so if this sparks anything for you, could I please request

80. "im not wearing any underwear. thought you'd like to know"

and

107. "bend over the desk love"

thank you!

Thank you so much!! ❤

oh god, all this yearning is gonna get the best of us.. here we go

little devil - Matt Murdock x f!reader**

word count: 383 

warnings: a little spice but nothing too explicit. Still, NO MINORS!!!

Matt was so much more than what he showed beneath the surface. There are certain parts of him that were reserved strictly for you and something inside of you rejoiced at having that knowledge. It made you confident and smug and even a little too bold sometimes.

So when you went to the office one late afternoon, a cocky smile graced your lips. You made sure Foggy and Karen were long gone and as it turned out, you had been incredibly lucky that Matt got the habit of working later than his peers.

You shut the door behind you, anticipating his reaction. Not a second too late, Matt smiled, sensing your perfume.

“Gotten a little bold, have we?” he asks in the sweetest tone.

“What can I say? I love surprising my boyfriend at work.”

Matt hums as you approach the desk, waltzing closer to him, so much so that he can pick up your heartbeat, excited and nervous alike. He smiles as your fingers reach his tie, mindlessly playing with it.

“So what brings you here tonight?” he asks with fake innocence.

“I’m not wearing any underwear. Thought you’d like to know,” you shrug.

“Oh. Interesting.”

Matt pulls you in, kissing you deeply, his hands roaming over your waist. Your own hands curl around his neck, eager to feel as much of him as possible, yet you lose all string of thought when he gently squeezes your ass cheeks, causing you to moan into his mouth.

“Are you backing down now, sweetheart?” he coos in your ear.

With a devilish grin, you bite his lower lip, your fingers playing with his hair.

“Not a chance, Murdock.”

“Alright then. Bend over the desk, love.”

You do as you’re told, grinning in ecstasy already as his hand goes to pull your skirt above your ass. A finger dips in between your folds, pleasantly remarking that you’re pretty wet already, and Matt chuckles.

He actually chuckles, but honestly what did you expect? You cannot show up at his quarters of business, purposefully telling him that you came all the way commando and expect him to not have an appropriate reaction. And Matt never disappoints.

“Better take care of this then, shall we?”

“Yes, please.”

Matt smiles, his thumb beginning to rub your bud. “Good girl.”

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[hollandsmushroom]

God I’m in need of fluff.. would you be okay with doing something with Peter with “I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.” + “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.” + “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

Like peter obviously likes u but poor boy is super nervous and shy around you

You Love Me || P.P.

Word Count: 1024

Warnings: Nothing, pure fluff(im on a kick)

A/n: sorry this took me so long to write, I have so many requests but sometimes I only get inspiration for some way after I get them :( any way, I hope you enjoy!

Peter and your relationship was new, recently having blossomed from a close friendship to the admittance of affection that had always laid between the both of you, now if just lay bare, exposed for each other to see, no more hiding behind excuses of ‘they are just being nice’ there was no longer any denying that you two were head over heels for one another.

The back of your head pressed into Peter’s muscular bicep as you laid next to him, staring up at the night sky and cuddled into his side. His arm was at an angle, cushioning your head from the gravel coated roof and also allowing him to wrap his hand around your shoulder and pull you tight to his body, he was burning like the stars under your touch as you traced indiscernible patterns on his tender skin, no words being exchanged, just the two of you, a moment more vast than the constellations that tried to peek out from behind the lights of skyscrapers and clouds of summer time rain.

“Petey?” you mumbled, ceasing your drawing on his skin and looking up at him, admiring how his chin tucked softly into itself as he craned his neck to look down at you, finding your beautiful eyes staring back at him from where you had perched your chin on his chest, your palm spanned across his chest, savoring the his heated skin and the pounding of his heart, he wanted to tell you it was beating for you, that it was all for you, but he was lost in the movements of your lips.

“Hmm?” he hummed, not having taken in any of what you had just said to him, distracted by the lambent silver of the night sky shining against your cheekbone.

“I was asking” you poked your finger into the softness of his pec, heated skin pressing back into your fingertip as he flexed on instinct. “How long you liked me before you got up the nerves to ask me out” you were smiling softly but something inside of Peter panicked, his tummy going into flurries as he sat up, your head falling off his chest as he did so, prompting you to sit up with him as well. “Hey Petey, I was just teasing, it doesn’t matter how long” you tried to catch his attention but he was refusing to look at you, admiring the dry skin around his nail bed instead of you. “Hey, Peter” you tried again, swinging your leg over his and straddling him, catching your finger under his chin and making him look at you, his worried orbs softening when they found the warmth of your own, the small smile of your perfect lips.

“I liked you for so fucking long” he sighed, loving the look that rose to your face, one of joy and softness, a comfort easing through your features. “I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.” his voice was a soft murmur, nearly being blown away with the night breeze but everything of you was focused on him meaning that there was no way that you were gonna miss anything that he said. “I tried to ask you out so many times” a small rose hue dusted the apple of his cheeks as he looked down, admiring his twirling fingers that gently bumped into your belly as he twiddled them. “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”

“Is that why you would always call out to me on campus and then when I would get you you’d come up with some excuse as to why you had to go?” those encounters had always boggled you and left you very confused.

“I just- I loved you too much and it was scary, I was scared to love again cause everyone I seem to love leaves and I can’t have you leave” he began to ramble, explaining the deep set traumas that led him to close himself off to his all encompassing passion for you. Leaning forward you closed the minimal space between the both of you, laying a tender kiss to his rapidly moving lips, stilling them of their unneeded explanations. Pulling back you managed to pry your eyes open, the temptation to keep them shut and have the feeling of Peter’s lips on your burn just a little longer was very strong but you needed to ask him something.

“You love me?” your voice was wary and hopeful, praying that he loved you too. The widening of his eyes gave evidence to the fact that he hadn’t been thinking about what he was saying when he was rambling.

“Oh um, I-yes” he paused, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, pausing the movement of his hands and letting them fall into your open palms, your fingers weaving together, your touch drawing him back to you. “I-I love you, Y/n” tears welled in your eyes as he admitted his love, the words strumming some unstruck cord inside of you as you raised your hands to his cheeks, palms cupping his soft skin as you kissed him with everything that you had, only pulling away when there was nothing else for you to give.

“I love you too, Peter, so much” tears were still falling from your eyes but Peter was wiping them away as they fell, the softness of the pad of his thumb on the dip of your orbital bone so tender that you could have screamed.

“I wanted to say ‘I love you’ for the first time without stuttering but that didn’t happen” he voiced dejectedly.

“Hey, it was perfect, if you hadn’t stuttered I think I would have thought you were an alien or something” you giggled, his eyes widening at your taunting words.

“Hey, that's rude” his bottom lip jutted out in his signature puppy dog pout and you couldn’t fight the laugh rising in your chest.

“You love me” you poked his lip softly, his face scrunching up before settling in a soft smile, pulling you back with him as he fell to lay on the roof.

“I do”

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too much ~ henry cavill

word count: 1709

request?: yes!

“hii! i was wondering if you could write one where Henry Cavill and the reader are trying new things in the bedroom, like BDSM, and the reader gets overwhelmed so they have to stop and Henry takes care of them? thank you!”

description: in which they try to spice things up in the bedroom, but it becomes a little too much for her

pairing: henry cavill x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut, im also gonna put a warning of overstimulation and use of a safe word just in cause (i’ve seen it tagged as warnings before so i just want to make sure everyone knows before reading)

masterlist (one, two)

Henry was very much a gentleman when it came to sex. He wasn’t into doing things too fast or rough, unless it had to be a quickie. He was slow, gentle, tender. He treated every time you two had sex as if it were the first time.

That’s why you were so shocked when he asked if he could tie you up, blindfold you, and to tease you with the only actual sex toy you owned: a vibrator for the times when Henry was gone for a little too long.

You were definitely more than excited for this idea that Henry had, it would definitely be a great way to spice up your sex life, but you were still confused as to where it came from. You didn’t really have time to ask, though, as you were too excited to get things going the moment he suggested it.

You were sat on the edge of the bed, already stripped down to just your panties and bra. Henry was stood in front of you, holding one of his ties in his hand. He had taken out three - one for your eyes, and one for either of your wrists to tie to the bed - and you were grateful he had picked out something soft and comfortable for your first time trying this stuff.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he repeated for the third time.

“I’m starting to think you don’t want this,” you teased. “I’m sure I wanna try it at least. If it I don’t like it, I’ll just use the safe word, okay?”

Henry nodded. He leaned down to give you a quick kiss before wrapping the satin material around your eyes and tying it behind my back. With your vision gone, your heart started to race. You weren’t sure if you were nervous or more excited now, maybe a combination of both.

Henry helped to guide you gently onto your back and placed you in a way that your arms wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. He tied both your wrists to the headboard, allowing his hands to run down your arms and over your bare stomach in a painfully slow way. You tried not to whimper as they skimmed over your still clothed breasts, almost purposely teasing you.

One hand continued down your stomach and pressed against your clothed core, causing you to arch your hips in a way to press yourself harder against Henry. He chuckled as his fingers began to massage your clothed clit.

“You’re already so wet, baby,” he mused.

Now you were starting to regret agreeing to this. Not because you weren’t enjoying it, but because you knew you were going to regret agreeing to being teased so much when you just wanted to feel Henry inside of you.

You whined as you felt a loss of contact. You heard Henry walk away from the bed and you couldn’t stop yourself from trying to relieve the newly built up pleasure by squeezing your thighs together. Nearly seconds later, you felt a hand roughly pull your legs open again.

“Don’t be naughty, love,” Henry told you. “You have to wait for me in order to get pleasure.”

“You didn’t tell me that,” you said, pouting blindly into the darkness.

You felt his lips against yours, a slight smile on his face. “I suppose you’re right. I should’ve gone through the rules in more detail with you.”

His hand slipped under your panties and pressed against your clit. You let out a moan and rocked your hips slightly against his touch.

“Rule number one, stay still,” he started, pushing your hips back down onto the bed. “Do not move unless I tell you. Rule number two, no pleasuring yourself. That defeats the whole purpose of me teasing you.”

You could barley comprehend what he was saying as his fingers travelled further down. Two of them slipped into your wet opening, causing you to gasp. He pushed them in as far as they could go before pulling them back out immediately.

“Rule number three,” he said, “do as I say. Open up, princess.”

You opened your mouth and felt the two fingers he had just slipped inside of you press against your tongue. You closed your mouth and sucked his fingers clean, earning you a groan in response.

He roughly pulled your panties off and you heard the familiar sound of your vibrator start up. The feeling of vibrations against your already sensitive clit brought a string of profanities from your mouth. You pulled against the ties that bound you, although you were unsure as to what you were going to do if you were able to free yourself.

Despite what the first rule was, your back arched and your hips moved almost as a reflex to the waves of pleasure that were rippling through your body. He wasn’t punishing you for it, though. Although you couldn’t see hi, you could almost feel the enjoyment he was getting from your writhing.

Your body had grown so used to getting a quick pleasure at times of desperation from your vibrator that you could feel an orgasm coming already. You tried your best to hold it down, but you were already so turned on that you knew that wasn’t going to be an option.

“Fuck, Henry, I’m gonna cum already,” you breathed.

“Already, love? That didn’t take long at all.” You felt his lips against your neck, the vibrator still pushing down on your sensitive clit, and his hot breath against your ear as he said, “Cum for me, baby.”

That alone was enough to send you over the edge. Your eyes rolled back into your head and you let out a cry of pleasure as your entire body shook and trembled. Henry kissed and nipped at your neck, even taking your ear between his teeth in a way that he knew drove you insane.

You thought he would take the vibrator away from your after you had came, and that maybe he’d finally start fucking you, but to your surprise he still pushed the vibrating toy hard against you, causing you to continue your shivering of pleasure. For a moment, it felt so good that you thought you were going to cum again already, until the pleasure was replaced with an overwhelming feeling of overstimulation.

“I already came, Hen,” you said. “Aren’t you going to fuck me now?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “I kind of like seeing you trembling like this. Maybe I just tease you for a little longer with this dirty toy of yours.”

You tried to move your hips away from the vibrator, but every move you made Henry would follow. While you liked this idea of him over teasing you before fucking you, your clit was starting to ache from overstimulation and your trembles were starting to cause some pain in your bound arms. You could feel tears welling in your eyes and you weren’t sure if they were good or bad ones.

“Stop,” you breathed, trying to move his hand away from you with your thighs. “Fuck, stop Hen. It’s too much...avocado!”

The word pulled Henry from this dominating role and he immediately removed the vibrator from you. You nearly sobbed with relief as your felt your clit throbbing.

“Fuck,” you heard Henry say as he moved away from the bed for just a moment. You felt the bed dip next to you and his hands working to pull you free from your bindings. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N).”

“It’s okay,” you said, pulling the blindfold off the moment your hands were free. “You didn’t know. But...you’ll definitely have to give me a while before we have sex.”

Henry nodded and retreated to the bathroom inside of your bedroom. You looked down at your poor clit, all swollen and red, and cringed to yourself. You had never been given such pleasure before that resulted in you becoming so overstimulated. You weren’t angry or upset with Henry for it, it’s not like either of you knew how your body would react the way it did so quickly, but you knew he was going to be upset with himself due to this.

He returned from the bathroom and passed you a cold cloth. You placed the cloth against your core, nearly sighing as the cold liquid cooled the area.

Henry climbed onto the bed next to you and pulled you into his arms. He was much gentler with you this time, running his hands up and down your arms and kissing your forehead every so often.

“I’m sorry, love,” he repeated, kissing you once more.

“I told you it’s okay,” you assured him. “You didn’t know, Henry. Please don’t be upset over this.”

He sighed. You moved your head to look up at him. “Where did this idea come from, anyways?”

He shrugged in response. “I really don’t know. It was just something I wanted to do. I wanted to try something new and see how it went. Bad idea, obviously.”

“It was a hot idea,” you corrected him. “Just, next time, we skip the teasing and go right to the sex.”

Henry smiled and chuckled. “Okay, deal.”

You both laid together for some time. The ache between your legs dulled until it was non-existent. You got up to discard of the cloth and sat yourself on Henry’s lap when you got back to the bed.

“Where were we?”

Henry smiled, but shook his head. “I think you should rest yourself before we continue.”

You tilted your head in confusion. “But I feel okay now.”

“I know, but I still feel bad and would rather know for sure you’re not in pain while we have sex.”

You gave him a playful look, but you appreciated that he was respecting your boundaries and what your body needed.

You rolled back onto the bed next to him and cuddled into his side. You spent the next hour or so just talking for a while, before Henry offered to get up and make the two of you something to eat.

It wasn’t where you expected the evening to go, but regardless, you couldn’t be happier with how things had ended.

[hivesfics]

pierce through me, eren x reader

Cross posted to ao3 under “dickshapedclouds”

Warnings: semi public, strangers, nipple piercings, oral fem and male receiving, photo taking, eren is very cocky

You couldn't believe you let Sasha talk you into this. A drunken conversation about wanting a new piercing turned into her demanding you get your nipples pierced. You knew it was because she liked living vicariously through you and she secretly wanted nipple piercings, but was too scared to get them.

"So you're going today right? Right? Can I come with?"

"Fucking hell, Sash. Yes I'm going today, no you cannot come with me." You groan, exasperated.

"Oh c'mon, I've seen your tits plenty of times." Sasha grins, grabbing the aforementioned part of your body and squeezing before releasing.

You swat playfully at her and roll your eyes, pushing her aside.

"I don't care, I'd rather you not see me cry when I get a needle shoved through my nipples."

"You've literally gotten snot in my hair from crying once." She groans, throwing her head back and stomping like a child.

"If I get you donuts after my appointment will you shut up?"

"I- yes."

"Thank god. I've got to go or else I'll be late. You can see them after I get home."

"Deal." Sasha grins, slapping you on the back as you exit your shared apartment.

It doesn't take but 10 minutes to arrive at the joint tattoo and piercing studio. You can't help the nervous, but giddy feeling inside of you.

This wasn't your first piercing, you had multiple. But with each new one you couldn't help being excited.

"Back again, get a life." Jean, the secretary, teases.

"Shut your mouth, is Levi still in?"

"Nah, but we've got a new piercer here. Let me get him."

He stands from the front desk and makes his way to the back. There's some shouting and a few moments later Jean returns with a male.

Hes covered in piercings and tattoos, brunette hair pulled into a messy bun. You can't help but flush at the fact that someone so attractive will be seeing and touching your breasts.

Even if it was in a professional manner.

"This is Eren, he's a little asshole." Jean rolls his eyes.

"Shove it up your ass, horseface. Nipple appointment, right?" Eren insults Jean before turning to you.

"Uh- y-yeah."

"Awesome, let's go back and I'll get everything sterilized and set up."

The giddy feeling has now dipped more into anxious territory. You follow Eren to the back, taking a seat on the piercing chair.

"If you wanna go ahead and take your shirt off you can, or you can wait until everything is sterilized since it's a little chilly back here."

You sit in comfortable silence until he asks you again to remove your shirt after he's gloved up and has everything prepared.

You do so obediently, folding it and setting it aside. Breasts now standing proud, nipples pebbling from the cool air.

"After I mark you can lay down, alright?"

"Alright."

Its so odd to have someone you're not fucking so close up and personal with your chest. You can feel his warm breath against your skin and it causes goosebumps to rise on your body.

"That look good?"

"Yeah, looks great." You smile and lay back.

"Great." He takes the set of forceps and as gently as possible clamps them onto your left nipple.

"You'll feel a pinch, I want you to breathe in nice and deep for me." Eren says as he prepares to push the needle through.

As soon as you breathe in, he pushes it through.

"Oh, fuck!" You hiss, clenching your jaw.

"Sorry." Eren laughs, moving quickly to your right breast.

Although your nipple is hard, he flicks it. Sending a jolt of pleasure up your spine. His eyes flitting to yours before pressing the clamp around it.

"Again, deep breath in, sweetheart."

And God does that send an ache between your legs. You inhale, filling your lungs completely.

Expecting the pain, it doesn't hurt as much as the first. But you still hiss, jaw clenched tight.

"Good girl." He says at your breathing.

Eren takes note, cleaning you up quickly before taking his gloves off. He massages the joints of your jaw, making your mouth drop open slightly.

"You did so good." He smiles, tongue flitting over his lips.

You see the glint of a tongue piercing and wonder how it'd feel against your skin.

"You've got the prettiest tits I've seen." He says lowly, placing his thumb underneath and forefinger on either side of your breasts.

"If you weren't so fucking hot you'd have a bloody nose." You breathe, a moment of bravery, you grip his jaw and pull him down for a kiss.

"God I wanna put my mouth on them." Eren groans, showing restraint as to not hinder the healing process.

"Suppose I'll have to see you again when they're all healed." You grin, hand gripping his hair as you press your lips to his again.

He clambers into the piercing chair with you, knee between your legs. His hands gripping your waist.

"Can I eat you out? Please?"

"Since you asked so nicely." You coo, reaching between where he's pressed against you to unbutton your pants.

"Lay back, sweetheart."

Eren shimmies down, his feet hanging off the edge of the long seat. He grabs the waist of your pants and tugs them down with your panties.

"Oh fuck." He groans, taking in the princess Diana piercing that goes through the hood of your clit.

"Pretty isn't it?" You grin.

"Levi do this? That bastard got to see this gorgeous fuckin' cunt?"

"Jealous?"

Eren glares up at you before diving in, tongue dipping into your hole. Nose nudging at your sensitive clit.

You gasp, tangling your hands in his hair again, pulling him closer to your cunt.

He groans against you, vibrations sending a jolt up your spine. Heat filling your body.

Afraid to get his piercing caught on yours, he avoids touching his tongue to your clit. Instead opting to nose at it, and rub his thumb over it.

"Feel s'good!" You moan, rocking down against his face.

You could feel him smirk against you at your desperation. You grip his hair tighter, basically riding his face with how you cant your hips up.

He's licking at you like a man starved, eyes focused on your face as he feasts. He dips both thumbs into your cunt, spreading it open, pushing back against your hands so he can spit.

"Such a desperate thing." He coos teasingly, face soaked.

"If you don't get your mouth back on me I swea I'll- ah! Hhmf! Fuck!" You hiccup, head thrown back as he fucks you with his tongue.

One hand still tangled in his hair, the other pressed to your mouth. Your teeth biting into your knuckles to muffle your sounds.

You feel that familiar knot in your stomach, heat pooling heavily.

"Im- fuck- I'm cumming- gonna cum!" You moan, thighs squeezing tight around his head as you ride out your high.

Hips jerking as you ride his face.

Eren pulls away with a filthy grin, licking his lips before wiping his face with the back of his hand.

"Let me return the favor." You pant, releasing your hold on him.

You make quick work of pulling his pants down, and pulling his cock out of his boxers.

"Fuck- you're pierced here too?" You gasp, licking over your lips as you trail your fingers over the three piercings down the shaft.

"Pretty, huh?" He takes your words, smirking down at you.

"Bastard." You quip, licking a hot stripe from the base to the crown.

Tongue dipping into the slit, tasting the pre that has beaded there. It causes Eren to moan and you can't help but clench your thighs at the gorgeous sound.

You love when men moan for you, you love drawing out the pretty sounds they make. And Eren is no exception, his moans get high and breathy.

You kiss the barbell of the piercings before taking the length of his cock into your throat in one go. Eyes trained on his face like his were on yours.

"Holy fuck- that's so good-" he rasps, fisting a hand into your hair.

Not to push and pull your head, but simply to ground himself.

"Where's the cocky bastard who just ate me out, hm?" You say once your mouth is free of him.

He glares at you, gripping the side of your jaw to make your mouth open before feeding his cock into your mouth.

"Such a damn brat, this what you want?" He groans as he uses your throat.

You can feel the piercings drag against your throat, in deep and then back to your tongue. Your cunt weeps with arousal in response to how he uses you.

"Gonna use that cunt next, cum all over that pretty clit. You're gonna be mine- my little cum dump." He groans.

You whine around his cock, looking up at him with watery eyes. It nearly makes him blow his load, dick twitching in your throat.

He holds himself there, grinning at the way your throat contracts around him, how you gag.

"Mm that's right, choke on me. Good girl." He pulls out of your mouth, giving you a moment to breathe.

A mixture of spit and precum connecting your lips to the length of him. You pant heavily, tongue lolled out of your mouth.

Eren shoves himself back down your throat, holding the sides of your head as he thrusts his hips. Tip of his cock kissing the back of your throat with each thrust.

"So fuckin' pretty." He groans, pulling out to jerk himself off over your face.

You keep your tongue out, eyes trained on his. Waiting patiently for him to cum over your face.

His hand grips your hair, tilting your head as he spills over your face and tongue.

"Fuck. Fuck- can I take your picture?"

You nod, making sure none of his cum drips from your face to your breasts. He's quick to grab his phone and open the camera, snapping a few photos.

"Now lay back and let me fuck that pussy."

You grin and settle back, spreading your legs for him.

"Good girl."