#layla el faouly drabble

[fluffyprettykitty]

Spring Drabble Sleepover!!!

running from may 14th to may 19th

*time indicates when requests will be accepted, asks will be rolling through according to inspiration and time allowed!

Hello and welcome to me not having written anything since January???? Let's rectify this by celebrating a little as summer might have officially started but true summer doesn't start till late June here!

Onto the main thing now!

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What will you do is mix and match a character or several with one or several of the following categories provided. As usual, you know!

⋆ Polyamorous ships are always encouraged. No platonic or daughter! reader though.

⋆ Darker themes are welcomed at my discretion. Check my requests page for what I'm comfortable with.

⋆ Please only use a character from the ones already provided.

⋆ I will either turn them into blurbs or drabbles depending on my inspiration but you can suggest to me what it should be.

⋆ I will do female reader for smut prompts and gender-neutral for fluff prompts. All will be written vague and over 21.

⋆ You have to be strictly 18+ to participate.

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characters:

Sons of Anarchy: Chibs Telford, Juice Ortiz, Jax Teller

Star Wars: Cassian Andor, Poe Dameron

Marvel: Sam Wilson, Luke Cage, Jessica Jones, Billy Russo, Thor Odinson, Brock Rumlow, Layla El Faouly, Elektra Natchios, Bruce Banner, Marc Spector, Brunnhilde, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Joaquin Torres, Bucky Barnes

Triple Frontier: Benny Miller, Will Miller, Santiago Garcia

aus: bakery, book store, celebrity, detective, ghost, restaurant, porn star, tutor, maid, mechanic, mermaid, neighbour, stripper, werewolf, vampire.

kinks: breath play, cockwarming, phone sex, gloves, choking, strip tease, uniform/suit, titty fucking, dirty talk, sex toys, accidental stimulation, shower, sensory deprivation, somnophilia, lingerie, object insertion, lap dance, lactation, spanking, exhibitionism, handcuffs, clothes on, moresomes.

date ideas: day trip, road trip, library, museum, restaurant, camping, beach, drinks/bar, concert, walking, sightseeing, boat ride, dancing, spa, errands, shopping spree, cinema, coffee.

domestic situations: trying new recipes, painting nails, reading, cuddling, clothes shopping, packing for a trip, laundry, repairing things, changing bedsheets, ordering takeout, falling asleep, complaining about family, movie nights, doing dishes.

☆ Just combine as many as you want however you see fit! And of course, when it comes to domestic situations and date ideas you can think of other things or be more specific on one situation! ☆

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no pressure tagging: @that-sarcastic-writer @sunflowersteves @jen-with-a-pen @eulalielatibule @moonlight-prose @e-dubbc11 @soulores @targaryenvampireslayer

[fettuccin-e]

It's About Power, Baby

Kinktober Day 26: Face Sitting

Tags: Marc Spector x Reader, afab!fem!reader, cunnilingus, face riding, subby!Marc because he needs to be dominated because I said so (w/c: 903)

A/N: A short lil drabble for some of my late Kinktober stuff. I am a firm believer in switch!Marc okay. He likes when a woman takes control because no one marries Layla El-Faouly without being a little bit of a sub okay, I'm right and you know it!! (For Kinktober I've been using these prompts from flightlessangelwings!)

There’s just something about it that drives Marc fucking wild.

It’s something about the way you grind onto his face, gripping hard into his hair as you chase his tongue and dig your clit into his nose.

It’s in the way you taste, warm and musky and so fucking good on his tongue. He aches to have you like this, begs you for it, even though he never really has to beg for anything.

You can't say you understand it, but you certainly can’t complain when he pulls you down to his mouth, licking into you like he wants to drown in your wetness.

The first time you did this, you’d been so nervous, hovering lightly over his face and refusing to let your weight rest on him.

“Marc, I’ll crush you,” you’d said, swaying slightly on your knees as Marc grazed his hands up your thighs.

“You won’t, baby, promise,” he’d murmured. “C’mon, just relax. I’ll make you feel so good.” He’d nipped lightly at your inner thigh, and you’d moaned softly.

“I have no doubts about that, I just don’t want to kill you with my pussy, Marc.”

“But what a way to go,” he’d breathed, almost dreamily,  and you’d wanted to smack him. But you couldn’t, you’d barely had a chance to breathe before he was using his strength to pull you down to his mouth.

And fuck, if you had known how good it would feel, you would have smothered him with your pussy without a second thought. It’s so different like this, the way you just let gravity do the work for you, spearing yourself deep on Marc’s ravenous tongue.

He moans loud when you rest your weight on him, the folds of your cunt spreading apart on his face and making a fucking mess, dripping down his cheeks, down his chin.

His nose digs into your clit so perfect, so right from this angle, and you can’t help it when your hips twitch forward, grinding into it. His thick fingers dig into your thighs hard enough that the tips of them turn white, and you’ll probably find dark bruises later from the strength of his grip.

But it doesn’t matter, not at all. Not when Marc groans into you and sends vibrations reverberating up your spine, and your hips twitch forward again, dragging your slick pussy across his face.

“Fuck, oh my God, Marc,” you whimper, and Marc only answers with a moan, his tongue working against your dripping entrance, drinking you in. A sharp grind of your hips into his face makes you cry out, your hands snapping forward to grip onto the headboard.

There’s a heady sense of control that flows through your blood, making your mind hazy and the feeling of his mouth against your cunt so much more electric.

“It’s so fucking good like this,” you whimper, your hips twitching instinctually to rub Marc’s nose back and forth against your throbbing clit. You should let him breathe, lift off of him so he can suck a substantial breath into his lungs, but you can’t fucking stop. You can hear movement behind you through the rush of blood in your ears, and glance behind you. The sight nearly makes you black out.

Marc’s hips undulate into the air, an obscene tent in his boxers as he humps into nothing. He licks into your pussy as his cock searches for friction, desperate and needy and so fucking hot you could cry.

Marc is a man who doesn’t like to show weakness, but this? This is clear as crystal, the way his eyes flutter shut as he savors the taste of you on his tongue, the way he needs you so badly he fucks into empty air as you sit on his face like a queen. Marc Spector is not a weak man, but God, he is weak to you.

The knowledge that you are the only one who knows him like this, to have this kind of power over him, makes your head spin.

“You’re so fucking hard, Marc,” you whisper, and Marc grips onto your thighs like a fucking lifeline, whining beneath you. You reach a hand down to curl your fingers back into his hair, rocking your hips into his searching tongue. “Make me cum and I’ll ride you so hard you’ll see stars, baby.” You feel him nod between your thighs, moaning softly. 

Marc tilts his head up beneath you to suck your aching clit into his mouth, and you nearly scream as he throws you over that edge, soaking his face as you tremble and clench above him. 

You practically stumble away from his face as he continues to lick at your overstimulated entrance, pulling back to sit on his stomach. You watch with wide eyes at the way his chest heaves, how he licks at his lips and tastes the cum you left behind.

He lifts his head to look at you, a blush high on his face and his mouth shiny with your slick. He looks fucking ruined and oh so gorgeous.

He sits up on his elbows, wordlessly asking for a kiss, which you gladly give him, even though his lips taste like you. 

“My turn,” you murmur, grinning against his mouth, and Marc’s chuckle quickly morphs into a moan as you squeeze his neglected cock. You smile.

He looks pretty damn good at your mercy like this.

[ozarkthedog]

Ozzie's 11k Birthday Sleepover

i'm still in awe of getting to celebrate another birthday (april 30) on tumblr along with a new milestone! thank you for supporting my writing and indulging in fantasizes with me over the years. i thoroughly enjoy whoring with each and every one of you! i love you! 💙

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

❦ characters accepted: joel miller · tess servopoulos · tommy miller · frankie morales · santi garcia · tim rockford · dieter bravo · javier pena · dave york · mr. ben · marc spector · layla el-faouly · steven grant ❦ send asks with the corresponding emoji and all details! ❦ DILF/DBF/DARK asks are encouraged! ❦ multiple submissions are welcome. i'll do my very best to respond to them all even when the party is over. obvs, i reserve the right to not respond to an ask if it doesn't vibe with me. don't take it personally xx ❦ to filter: #ozzies 11k birthday ❦ celebration from April 26th thru April 28th!

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒

📷 - send a character + a concept and I’ll respond with a moodboard and maybe a drabble. 📝 - send a location & number from this prompt list + character and i’ll write a drabble. 💀 - send your dark! thots and i’ll add to the carnage. 😈 🥰 - Fic/Blog Rec - i wanna share the love!!!!! 👀 - WYR, FMKiss, This or That, Cast My Mutuals, etc. 💌 - any questions you’d like me to answer!

i’ll add all fics i write for the sleepover to this post 💙

Dieter Bravo Fluff

dark!joel blurb

Dave York Mirror Sex Blurb

Javier Pena Shotgunning

Steven Grant handjob

Tim Rockford Office Sexy Times

Dieter Bravo quickie

[hederasgarden]

Other Characters/Fandoms Masterlist

House of the Dragon

Series

Sins of the Father (Aemond Targaryen x Lady!Reader | Mature | Ongoing Series)

When the Greens win the Dance of the Dragons, your father must answer for his support of Rhaenyra.

Oneshots

Bloodlust (Aemond Targaryen x Lady!Reader | Explicit | 1.8K)

After battle, Aemond visits your tent. 

The Batman

Everyone’s a Secret (Bruce Wayne x F!Reader | Ongoing | Explicit)

It’s bad enough when your one night stand is later revealed to be the reclusive Bruce Wayne but your life gets infinitely more complicated when photos of that night make the front page news.

Mistakes Were Made (Bruce Wayne x F!Reader | Ongoing | Gen)

When you take the job as Bruce Wayne’s publicist, you’re prepared for some surprises but finding out he’s Batman isn’t one of them. The good news is you’re not fired. The bad news? Batman definitely needs some PR help.

Halo

Oneshots

Everything They Made Me (John 117 x Makee l Explicit l 1.7K)

How weak must she be that a simple kindness undoes her so? (A missing scene from episode 8.)

Moon Knight

Oneshots

Nothing Lasts But Light (Layla El-Faouly x Reader x Marc Spector l Explicit l 3.4K)

You love Layla enough to accept anything, even Marc.

Top Gun

Oneshots

A Lesson in Patience (Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Reader | Explicit l 1.4K)

Your boyfriend wants to try something new. 

Drabbles

Take a Seat (Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Reader | Explicit | 845)

Rooster invites you to take a seat on his face. 

His Goofy Girl (Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Reader | Gen | 630)

You have an entertaining reaction to the anesthesia used for your wisdom tooth extraction, much to Rooster ‘s amusement and embarrassment.

Vikings Valhalla 

Oneshots

New Beginnings (Harald Sigurdsson x F!Reader l Mature l Series on hiatus) 

You are chosen to wed King Harald in order to cement the alliance between King Canute’s growing kingdom and Norway.

A Quiet Interlude (King Canute x F!Reader l Explicit l 1.2K)

After the death of Queen Ælfgifu, you become King Canute’s new wife.  

Drabbles

Heartbeat (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Explicit l 874) 

When your home is attacked, you see a different side of Leif.

Persistence (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Teen l 658)

Many men have come for your hand but Leif is the first you let into your heart.

The Rescue (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Gen l 431)

You hate frat parties but Harald’s new friend might just change your mind. (Modern AU)

Wicked Games (Godwin x OC l Explicit l 662)

The new Elderman of Wessex has met his match with Lady Aida.

♡Main Masterlist♡

[uselesssomebody]

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 (18+)

the do's (rules & information):

readers must be over 18 reading these drabbles

all works will be under or roughly a thousand words

thirty-one days of smut drabbles

ten days are open to requests for the kinks

ten days will include dark content (will be properly tagged)

five will include a dominant reader

the don'ts (what i am not interested in writing):

i only write fem!readers, with all involved characters being over 18

the kinks i'd appreciate you don't request are anything to do with anal penetration, bodily fluids (besides blood and cum), and certain dom/sub dynamics like age play or ddlg

otherwise, ask away, and i'll see if i'm comfortable writing your request!

the kinks and the characters

october 1: shower sex w/ frankie morales

october 2: ball worship (dom!reader) w/ eddie munson

october 3: sex pollen (dark) w/ din djarin

october 4: consensual non-consent (dark) w/ miguel o'hara

october 5: threesome (ffm) w/ marc spector & layla el-faouly

october 6: requested kink & character

october 7: breeding kink (dark) w/ duke leto

october 8: somnophilia (dark) w/ eddie munson

october 9: mutual masturbation (dom!reader) w/ steven grant

october 10: threesome (mmf) + double penetration (in one hole) w/ frankie morales and santiago garcia

october 11: titfucking w/ javier peña

october 12: requested kink & character

october 13: exhibitionism w/ poe dameron

october 14: dacryphilia (dark) w/ joel miller

october 15: temperature play (dom!reader) w/ din djarin

october 16: phone sex w/ jack daniels

october 17: corruption kink (dark) w/ dio morrissey

october 18: requested kink & character

october 19: edging (dark!dom!reader) w/ basil stitt

october 20: recording/blackmail (dark) w/ jonathan levy

october 21: mask + glove kink w/ jake lockley

october 22: hate + mirror sex w/ javier peña

october 23: cockwarming (dom!reader) w/ steven grant

october 24: requested kink & character

october 25: overstimulation w/ jake lockley

october 26: size difference w/ miguel o'hara

october 27: knife kink (dark) w/ bucky barnes

october 28: free use (dark) w/ joel miller

october 29: sex toys w/ natasha romanoff

october 30: requested kink & character

october 31: period sex/blood kink w/ santiago garcia

the characters (you guys can request)

from stranger things, i write for eddie munson, robin buckley, billy hargrove or steve harrington

from marvel, i write for bucky barnes, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, jake lockley, marc spector, steven grant, layla el-faouly and miguel o'hara

from star wars, i write for poe dameron, or din djarin (the mandalorian)

from triple frontier, i write for frankie morales and santiago garcia

miscellaneous oscar isaac characters i write for include basil stitt, jonathan levy, duke leto, kane and orestes (agora)

miscellaneous pedro pascal characters i write for include joel miller, javier peña, jack daniels (agent whiskey), dio morrissey

if you want to request another character, don't hesitate! i will see what i can do.

notes

guys i know i haven't written in like 1200 months but i wanna get back into the mood with the short smutty stuff

besides, i've never done kinktober and every other one i've seen bangs so hard i simply couldn't resist

side note - dark fics will be only available on my adjacent dark blog: @darkuselesssomebody, but will be linked on this masterlist. if you wanna read the dark drabbles and future dark work, give it a follow!

i am also willing to take non-kinky & halloween themed requests, so if you have any, let me know!

𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

[sweetly-yours-and-mine]

Maria's Summer Drabbles!

I have decided (tentatively) to write and post a drabble per day for the month of July! I'm aiming for no more than 1k-2k words per each, with very little editing or stewing over it, just as a challenge for myself!

Characters and prompts are subject to change.

Prompts, pictures and dividers are not mine.

July 1 - (Marc Spector) B moving over their chair in the shade so A can sit beside them

July 2 - (Javier Peña) A curling up using B’s legs as a chair seat

July 3 - (Marc Spector) Sunscreening each other

July 4 - (Jonathan Levy) Sipping from the other’s drink

July 5 - (Joel Miller) Curling up together on a beach blanket at the beach

July 6 - (Jonathan Levy) B reading and A watching with their chin on B's shoulder

July 7 - (Santiago Garcia) A midnight picnic

July 8 - (Marc Spector) B feeling shy in swimwear and A hyping them up

July 9 - (Javier Peña) Making summer playlists for each other

July 10 - () “Oh my God, why are you crying? Does me liking you disgust you that much?” “No, you dumbass, it’s because you like me back but I spent all of this time thinking you’d never like me that way!”

July 11 - (Marc Spector)  “it’s too hot for hugs.” 

July 12 - (Marc Spector)  “you did not just bite into your popsicle.”

July 13 - (Joel Miller)   “why isn’t the air on?? turn it on!” 

July 14 - (Jonathan Levy)  “ew, you’re all sweaty...” 

July 15 - (Jonathan Levy) hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve, testing the waters

July 16 - (Dieter Bravo) heart pounding whenever the other does so much as to hold onto their wrist while guiding them through a crowd

July 17 - (Joel Miller) one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze

July 18 - (Marc Spector) their breath hitching whenever the other gets a little closer, feeling crushed when that action is taken as a sign of discomfort and they watch them slowly back off

July 19 - (Jonathan Levy) feeling so lonely that they have to call their lover/friend, just to get a sense and reminder that they're still there

July 20 - (Joel Miller) unconsciously showing displays of affection (ex. playing with their hair, rubbing their hand with their thumb) because it comes natural when with them, but when they get called out for it, they scramble to find an excuse (and maybe give an unnecessary apology)

July 21 - (Marc Spector) gazing at them from afar because they're just so...

July 22 - (Layla El-Faouly) brushing their hair for them and smiling fondly as they just ramble about their day

July 23 - (Javier Peña) “you make me feel alive again. i’ll never be able to thank you enough for that.”

July 24 - (Joel Miller) asking the other to sing for them

July 25 - (Jonathan Levy) burying their face into the other's chest/shoulder when they get embarrassed or shy

July 26 - (Jonathan Levy) one reading aloud as the other is lying on their shoulder, dozing off to the sound of their voice

July 27 - (Joel Miller) “do you think we’d still be a couple in an alternate universe?” “go to bed.” “what if we already got married and have five kids.” “go to bed.” 

July 28 - (Dieter Bravo) “I’ll get over you. I promise. These feelings, they’re— they’re only temporary, I swear. I—I’ll get over you. Just please don’t leave me—” “Did you ever think, that maybe, I don’t want you getting over me? What if I don’t want these feelings to be only temporary? That maybe I... Like you, too?”

July 29 - () “so then- oh. you’re asleep.”  

July 30 - (Marc Spector) being especially protective of their s/o in their new surroundings

July 31 - (Marc Spector) admiring their partner whilst they sunbathe

[redvelvetnat]

REQUEST GUIDELINES

one shots : closed to all requests.

blurbs/drabbles : open to smut requests only.

CHARACTERS

most popular : natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, carol danvers, kate bishop

other characters : agatha harkness, sharon carter, maria hill, yelena belova (sexual content may be rejected), monica rambeau

CHARACTER COMBINATIONS (x reader)

— restrictions : more than 3 characters + reader

wanda + natasha, carol, or agatha

natasha + wanda, carol, sharon, or maria hill

carol + natasha, wanda

— special combinations : marc spector + layla el-faouly, natasha + bucky barnes

WHAT YOU CAN REQUEST

— genres : smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

fem!character, top!character x fem!reader, bottom!reader

the completion of wips (wips can be found on masterlists)

— smut : daddy kink, strap-on use, choking, spitting, dirty talk (praise + degredation + pet names), double penetration, semi!public/public sex, masturbation, knife kink

if you're not sure, just ask!

WHAT YOU CAN NOT REQUEST

male!charcter or reader, top!reader, bottom!character

charcter x character (platonic or romantic), real person fic

homophobia, transphobia, or other offensive content

reader or characters under 18 years of age

pregnancy or pregnancy related content (breeding kink not included)

mental health or eating disorder related content

— smut : noncon, incest, pedophilia, g!p, toilet play

— susceptible to change : pet play, mdlg, dark and soft!dark content

[ao3feed-moonknight]

Times Two

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PnX2v5h by Anonymous Steven's first time being double penetrated, with Marc and Layla. Words: 100, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Layla El-Faouly, Steven Grant, Marc Spector Relationships: Layla El-Faouly/Steven Grant/Marc Spector Additional Tags: Seasons of Drabbles Exchange Spring Round 2024, Gift Exchange, Drabble, implicit sexual content, Double Penetration, Double Penetration in Two Holes, I forgot how much I loved writing drabbles, Trans Male Character, Trans Steven Grant (Marvel), Steven Grant and Marc Spector Share a Body, Bottom Steven Grant (Marvel) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PnX2v5h

[stranger-nightmare]

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐰𝐨 | 𝐃𝐫𝐲 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 𝐄𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐲

requested by 🦊anon

A/N: Layla my beloved!! I’ve been so excited to write for her, thank you for the request, this was so fun to write!!

You stretch your body and smile lightly as you take in your surroundings; the gorgeous and spacious hotel room you were currently in, the warm early morning Cairo sun leaking through the curtains, giving the room an ethereal soft glow. And, next to you on the grand bed, your beautiful girlfriend. You stare and admire her for a just a moment before she too is yawning and stretching out her body as she wakes up. The most perfect of smiles graces her face when she catches you staring at her.

“Good morning baby,” you murmur as you lean down to kiss her.

Layla mumbles a greeting as she returns your kiss. The kiss is languid and slow, laced with a sleepy sensuality. Both of you are smiling soflty into the kiss as you enjoy the morning bliss, the feeling of simply being with each other. Layla moans quietly against your mouth as you begin to move your body against hers, working a kind of push and pull movement as the kiss grows more and more heated. You hold Layla firmly in your arms as you shift the two of you, lying you both on your sides as you keep kissing her deeply, your tongue slipping into her mouth.

At the same moment you push a leg forward until your thigh slotted between Layla’s, pushing up until you could feel her warmth on your bare skin, her pussy separated from you only by the thin material of her panties. She sighs softly into the kiss, her hips starting to move on instinct, grinding against your thigh. You smirk at how responsive she is, even this early in the morning, sleep still lacing her eyes.

You then feel her match your smirk when she shifts to shove one of her thighs between your legs as well, pushing closer until you were gasping into the kiss when your covered pussy came into contact with her thigh too. Light and gentle giggles escape the two of you as your lips move together, matching the rhythm as you grinded on each other’s thighs, frantically humping, desperate for that friction through the underwear that you had both worn to bed.

Your hips move faster and faster as you both race towards your climaxes, your kiss becoming sloppy as your concentration is lost to blissful friction between your legs. Before long euphoria courses through you, a blissful high to match the blissful beauty of the morning, of your gorgeous girlfriend. Shortly after Layla is gasping and moaning as her own high crashes over her; it was a sound and a sight you knew you’d never get tired of. The two of you stare at each other for a moment as you come down from your highs, fucked-out and sleepy smiles adorning your faces. You can’t help as the two of you break out into gentle giggles as she bumps her nose against yours, nuzzling gently.

“Good morning indeed,” she mumbles against your lips.

Main Masterlist // Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

[castlecult]

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 : 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

pairing : layla el-faouly x fem!reader

warnings : +18, face sitting, oral sex ( r receiving ), not proofread

event : kinktober 2022

“what if you sit on my face?” you almost choke on your cereals. “w-what?” you turned to layla, she was casually staring at the tv avoiding your gaze, but not because she was shy. quite the opposite.

“you heard me,” she smirked. you gulped loudly, turning your gaze to the bowl. “jeez, it’s barely 9 am,” you muttered, trying to resume eating in peace. “yeah, so?” layla turned towards you, smiling. “stop it,” you groaned.

“stop clenching your thighs then,” she pointed at them and you felt your cheeks heat up, noticing that you were in fact clenching your thighs. you tried to relax and took a deep breath.

“baby, i’m hungry,” layla spoke after a while. you finished your cereals not long ago and you two were watching some cartoons. “told ya to eat some cereals,” you chuckled. “mh, no. that’s not what i meant,” she laid down and pulled you with her, you found yourself laying on her body.

your breasts pressed together, your lips close to each others, you froze for a second. “you’re savage,” you whispered, making her chuckle. “yeah, sometimes,” she said while pulling down your shorts with your underwear. “layla, are you–” she shut you up with a kiss.

layla took her time, caressing your cheeks before grabbing your hips, moving her leg between yours and guided you on her thigh. you moaned into her mouth at the friction, her clothed thigh brushing your clit, adding more pleasure.

she stopped and let you sit up, you let her guide you and you found your thighs positioned on each side of her head. she smirked at you before pushing you down towards her and she moved her lips to your sex.

layla was devouring you, holding you down with her arms. you grabbed her hair, pulling and moaning out loud. “fuuck,” you arched your back and started grinding on her face, seeking the pleasure provided by her lips and her tongue. you saw stars while coming directly into her mouth, trembling and breathing heavily.

an : this… sucks. i’m not sure about layla behaviour and i don’t like the way this is written idk 🫥 but yeah, anyway. have a good day !! <3

kinktober tag list : @alexxavicry @romanoffswebs-blog @therealnekomari @withakindheartx

[americasass81]

This was beautiful and perfect Ozzie. And I missed Layla too.

LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

Hey Ozzie, could you please do Nature #6 with Layla

6. in the bed of a truck while stargazing. 

warnings: smut. tysm for requesting. i've missed Layla. 💙

“Keep those eyes open.“ Layla instructs. She nudges her nose against your cheek relishing the gasp she produces from your lips when she scissors her fingers inside your soaked channel.  “Want you to show off how smart you are while I take you apart.”

Your eyes flick up to the glittering sky once more as you search for the constellations you knew by heart. “Cassepoia.” You mewl, half heartedly pointing toward the stars trying your best not to rock against her hand.

“That’s my girl. What else?” Layla praises with a smile and a swirl of her thumb over your throbbing clit. Your core pulses under her touch as you spot another star scape. The name is caught in your throat as she curls her digits and glides over your velvet walls. 

“Ursa Major.” You heavily pant as your hips rise to meet each shove of her wrist needing to feel her touch deeper.

“You’re so beautiful.” Her whisper grazes your ear before she licks a hot, wet stripe down the side of your neck. 

Somehow, you find one last pattern, the name of it on the tip of your tongue but it’s lost as Layla quickens her thrusts and grinds the heel of her palm against your swollen clit. 

“Come for me.” Her teeth dig into the soft junction of your neck with a moan forcing you over the edge.    

Your head knocks against the truck bed as you come around her fingers with a silent scream. The night sky muddles as tears prick your eyes from the intense waves of arousal and you happily drown.

[refiwrites]

I SAW YOU'RE TAKING REQUESTS FOR LAYLA SOOO some headcanons of Layla x reader in a relationship?

HII!! yes I'm taking one for the Layla stans 💪

GIF is not mine, credits to the owner!

HC'S OF BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH LAYLA EL FAOULY WOULD INCLUDE:

Since we still don't know the rest of her personality yet, and judging by the few episodes we currently have

She's pretty protective tbh

I'm guessing if you're a stubborn chaotic little shit (like me) then you're her stubborn chaotic little shit

But if you're on the neutral side, it doesn't matter bc you're still hers

Since she's an archaeologist, I hc that she probably stays up late reading into all the internet has to offer about the history of different countries y'know

Bare with me here

But since you keep waking up in the middle of the night without her by your side and finding her on her laptop wide awake scrolling through some history website

It annoyed you because she's losing sleep but at the same time you found it cute how she's dedicated to learning

So you got up and decided to make both yourselves some coffee so you could stay up with her

And possibly messing up your sleeping schedule but hey, its her

Then that's how whenever she'd decide to stay up, you'll be there cuddled next to her, you wrapping your arms around her shoulder with a blanket to prevent her from getting cold

Layla, starting to notice you've been staying up with her, had full on heart eyes for you as she tried to keep you entertained, saying some fun facts here and there

You love it and she loves it as well

Definitely not that much of a cuddler I think, you'd be the one to initiate it if you want to get her arms around you, but she'd want her hands to be holding yours at all times tho

Even when you're outside she has her hands intertwined with yours

Going back to your stubborn chaotic self, Layla and you decided to have a movie night

She gets to pick the movie because I just know her taste is good

You're the one tasked with microwaving the popcorn

Well... It didn't went as planned..?

Basically the whole situation went:

Y/N: Hey, I microwaved the popcorn for like.. more than 2 minutes because I feel like all of them hasn't popped yet..

Layla, looking at Y/N: Doesn't the packing say to only microwave them for 2 minutes?

Y/N, trying to discreetly fan away the burnt smell and smoke coming from the microwave: Yeah... It did..

Layla with the dissapointed mom face, sighing and clearly seeing and smelling the smoke: Let me guess, you microwaved them for 5 minutes?

Y/N:.... Yes...

Layla: It got burned, didn't it?

Y/N:

Y/N: yes.

Now she wanted to make sure whatever you were doing you weren’t about to either a. hurt yourself or b. make a mess

That's where her protectiveness comes in

"Layla the toast is stuck in the toaster again I'm gonna poke it out"

"Don’t poke it out with a fork"

Y/N, hiding the fork back in the drawer "Okay"

"You know what just leave it to me" - Layla at some times tbh

You love her and were willing to do anything for her tbh

Ooohh you know how she goes on those black market dealings

Of course you knew about it and you haven't had any problems with it

Then one time she asked you to come with her on her adventures

And you? Hell yeah you joined her! Who wouldn't want that?!

Then that's where you learned how to fight and defend yourself and layla incase that time ever comes

Basically she's the brains and you're the brawn

What a perfect pair right?

And whenever one of you gets injured (lets be honest its probably you most of the time)

You'd be sitting on the bathroom as she cleans your wounds, ranting on about how you should've stayed alert and how blah blah blah the "you could've died have you thought about it?!" talk as she dabs alcohol on your wounds

"Be careful, that hurts!" You whine, holding her wrist, pulling her hand away from pushing the cotton doused with alcohol on your forehead.

"Well maybe you should've thought about being careful when you decided to barge in the room with their gunmen." She retorted but she gently dabs away at your forehead then staring at you. "Okay that one's on me, but in my defense they were holding you captive!" You explain, making getsures with your hands.

Layla sighs before dropping her hands, throwing away the cotton ball before holding your hands. "You should've waited for my signal, just stay safe the next time we do this or I'm not taking you with me anymore."

"What, no you can't do that."

Basically the coolest part of the job is you get to pretend to be her wife when meeting with black market dealers

And often you wonder what if you made it official? Who wouldn't want to marry someone like her right?

But that's another talk for another day as you stare into her eyes filled with worry.

"Alright I'll stay safe next time."

I'm so sorry if its too short I just rushed this one 🏃

[thepaperpanda]

𝓓𝓪𝔂 22 - Hide Your Phone When You’re Drunk || Layla El-Faouly x m!reader

Masterlist

Summary: You are Layla's ex-boyfriend. After a night of binge drinking, you feel the urge to text your ex-girlfriend.

Warnings: descriptions of smutty behaviours

Word count: ~ 840

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Sexting Here's a non-linear story where Layla had a relationship with a male reader before she met Marc, and she is not truly happy with him and misses her ex. The warning has been given

You returned home completely wasted. While playing with a screen under the influence of alcohol, you got a stupid idea and wrote to your ex, Layla, asking whether she liked a picture of a sticking cock you've sent her.

She replied after a minute with a picture of her tits and a note "jerk yourself at it"

You: I didn't mean that, but thanks, I haven't seen you for a long time, honey

Layla: Now you have to show yourself as well

You sent her a picture of your dick, or rather boxers, with equipment clearly defined underneath.

Layla: What is this? Y/N, I wanted a cock! 🍆

You: And I'd like a pussy! 🥵👅

"Now show me your cock!" Layla texted, along with a picture of her spread legs and her open pussy.

Perhaps she's drunk as well, you thought as she started being vulgar. She received a photo of a cock without boxers, standing slightly.

Layla: I want it how I like it! Put it up, it must be stiff and shiny! Play it like you mean it

You: 😏It would have to be slimed by you and hung over your head 😏😏

Layla: You'd have to be in a position hahaha, what a silly idea, Y/N

Layla received a short clip after you lowered the phone and took a nice angle, turned on the recording, and started jerking off, thinking about her.

Layla: Thanks, it's been a long time since I've seen one up close

You: But you have a man, what's his fucking name? Marc?

Layla: Yeah... fucking like it's a formality in the bank

You: What do you mean?

Layla: Spreading my legs, turning around, showing my ass, stretching my ass with my hands, grinding my holes with his cock until he cums, pushing the cum out, wiping myself, washing up and going to sleep, that's my reality. Have you already cum, luv?

The thought of her being so sexually uncomfortable made you frown slightly. She sent another text after a longer period of time, asking again: Layla: Have you cum?

You: Nah, didn't write to have cyber fun lol 😂 I didn't think you were just fucking around, no fun, but rather you always liked a bit of fun before and after 😏

Layla: My preference would be to watch a cock straddle me in my every hole rather than simply feeling the lubricating gel, followed by a hard cock in my unstretched ass

You: From your perspective, how did it work out?

She must have been offended, you thought after waiting about 15 minutes after your last text was left without a response from Layla. Due to the late hour, you decided to take a shower. When you set your alarm clock after the shower, you noticed a message notification. You checked it reluctantly, convinced that you had just received another ranting message. Instead, this was the biggest message you've ever seen someone send. It resembled a fucking essay.

Layla: When I knelt in front of your erect cock, just looking at it, taking it in my mouth, licking it, and sucking it made me turn on 😍 Additionally, grabbing your slightly dangling balls was always a good way to keep you from shoving your cock down my throat, since you often fucked me in my throat like you were driving into my ass without resistance haha 🥵 When I held your cock in my mouth, I often had to suck to keep my neck from getting too tired. My neck hurt anyway after a while, so I put my hands on your ass and pushed you down. Your cock would then push into my mouth as you dropped yourself down, and I could see the ball sack coming toward my face. I felt the hard cock kneading my tongue and going almost down my throat, which I didn't like because I can't deep throat. Your half-hard cock with cum hanging over my face always got my attention, as did your cum running down your cock on the video when you jacked off, or when I finished you off with my hand while lying on your back for a hand job with my fingers drilling into your ass and me sucking on your balls. Watching you cum for me again or feeling your sperm on my face would be wonderful. Please don't take me for a pervert, but fuck, I miss you, Y/N 🥺

It was a severe shock, and your dick was standing all over the place; your response was to push your sweatpants down to record yourself jerking to the camera again until you spurted your cum on your lower, well-built abdomen, with a grunt.

Layla: That's what I needed, handsome. Now wash your dick and go to bed, because we have a long day tomorrow, don't we? Would you like to hang out, then?

You: Sure. If you message me when you're in our pub, I'll meet you there, ok?

Layla: Yes. If I said I didn't miss you, I'd lie... See you then, babe ❤️

[khonshuscondemned]

dont pick up.

she reads the texts with bleary eyes- and her heart drops

it’s just a bit past three in the morning. she hasn’t heard from Marc in weeks. In her tired, sleep addled state, she almost instinctively presses the green button when her phone starts buzzing in her hands, but stops herself just in time.

It rings.

And rings.

Then falls silent. she swallows back panic.

ding

Her fingers tremble as she slowly raises the device to her ear. the screen goes dark and there’s an awful, icky feeling stuck to her ribs like oil. She has one new voicemail.

‘Layla.’ Marc’s voice is soft, and all he says is her name, at first. her eyes are on the numbers ticking down on the far right side of the voicemail. she wonders just how many precious seconds marc will waste this time on silence.

Too many. The message is two and a half minutes long, and Marc doesn’t say anything else until there’s less than thirty seconds left. she can hear him breathing- panting. there was a time she knew his sounds better than her own, but right now it feels like listening to a stranger.

‘I- imsorry.’ It’s comes out in a rush, sudden and loud enough she pulls the phone away from her ear for just a moment. ‘I’m sorry i didn’t call. i wanted to c- I’m sorry. Layla, I know you can’t forgive me-‘

Was he drunk??

‘-I know it’s too late for that, i… already sent them. but it’s- best this way. better. it’s better this way. i-‘

Marc’s voice is quieter now. Layla’s wipes her eyes quickly and is somewhat surprised when her fingertips come back wet with salty tears.

ten seconds left.

‘I love you, Layla.’

there’s a smashing sound somewhere in the background. She hears Marc inhale through his teeth, air whistling, feels her own heartbeat quicken even though all she’s doing is sitting in bed listening to a voicemail.

‘I’m sorry.’

End of messages, if you would like to repeat this message, please press one-

[otherworldsys]

Happy New Year!

Prompt: New Year - 600 words

Layla wasn’t a fan of British winter, so it was tradition for them to travel elsewhere at the end of the year.

It was the first time Steven was part of this little tradition of theirs, and also the first time they had decided to travel together and sleep on the same bed since Marc’s botched attempt at a divorce he didn’t really want.

There was some comfort for both of them in the fact that they hadn’t skipped a single New Year since they had first met, and this year wouldn’t be an exception, despite everything that happened in it.

They were sitting at a table in a tiny brazilian private beach, watching the fireworks as they started in the continent from the small island.

“I guess that means it’s midnight.” Steven remarked with a grin.

Layla chuckled. “That’s a safe assumption.” she glanced at Marc’s watch that Steven had taken off.

“My m... I mean, we’d eat pomegranates when we were children, and put seven seeds in our wallet.” Steven told her as he broke one of the fruits in half and offered the other half to her. “And grapes.”

“Marc likes jumping in the ocean when it’s midnight.” Layla told him, and Steven perked up, still eating the pomegranate and setting the seeds on a napkin.

“Oh, yeah! Do you want to, Marc?” he asked, but he felt like Marc was tired and not quite responsive. He licked his lips. “Sounds like a great idea.” he told Layla instead, a little worried she’d be bothered that Marc wasn’t there.

“Come on, then.” she was wearing a white summer dress, and Steven was in white trousers and a white short sleeved dress shirt, bought brand new for the new year. They’d gotten rid of their shoes some time when Marc and Layla were walking together on the sand earlier.

Layla pulled him by his hand and he skipped after her towards the sea. “In full clothing?” Steven chuckled.

“It’s more fun.” she grinned and pulled him in.

The water was warm, and he jumped the wave as it came. Layla jumped with him, then the next, and the next until they had jumped all the seven waves. Then Steven fell into the water and pulled Layla into his arms, so they were both chest deep into the water. Layla laughed.

“Happy new year!” Steven told her with a grin.

“Happy new year.” she grinned, and pushed his shoulders lightly. He closed his eyes and mouth and laid into the water so he’d be fully under it for a second, then resurfaced and shook his hair. Layla cried out as the water splashed her.

“Don’t get it on my hair.” she laughed.

“Too late, love. Come on.” he splashed the water on her face with his hand. Layla exclaimed, then jumped on him, and this time both of them sank under the water before sitting back up on the sand and sharing grins.

“You’ll have to wash my hair now.” she said playfully as she tried to drain some of the salt water from it.

“It’ll be my pleasure.” he murmured, and she was surprised by his tone for a moment, but then she giggled.

“After the fireworks, or do you want to do it now?” she teased. Steven studied her for a long moment, then he dunked his head under the water a last time and shook his hair before getting up and offering his hand to her.

“Can’t let the salt damage your hair.” he told her with fake innocence. Layla grinned and grabbed his hand, letting Steven pull her up.

“No, that wouldn’t be good, would it?” she smirked.

They hurried back into the small rented cottage, holding hands and laughing as they ran.