#lin manuel smut

[rubyyogurt]

[linmanwe11]

Rough Day

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Words: 2,637

Warnings: NSFW (18+), Smut (what’s new)

Summary: You have a rough day at work- your devastatingly gorgeous husband, Lin-Manuel, helps you feel better.

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You get home from a really long, stressful day at work. Pulling your keys out, you unlock the door to your apartment and as you enter, you throw your keys and purse on the counter before struggling to take off your jacket. You close your eyes and sigh, then as you finally look up, you see Lin sitting on the couch, looking at you, his eyes full of worry.

Still looking at you he was the first to speak, “Honey, what’s wrong?” Then you shake your head and feel tears starting to well up in your eyes- Lin notices right away. “Oh, no, [Y/N], don’t cry! C’mere, baby.” He says as he holds his hand out- you walk over to the couch and take it as he pulls you to sit on top of him.

“Rough day at work?” He asks as he gently rubs his hands around your back, causing you to smile at his touch. “Yeah- it’s just, I just feel like I’m the only one who ever gets shit done. All my coworkers have had like a stick up their ass or something and I just can’t handle it anymore, they all just make me so mad and I just don’t know if I wanna work there anymore. God, all of those people fucking suck and I feel like shit for bringing it home and taking it out on you, but I just hate them all so fucking mu-“ You felt yourself be cut off by Lin placing his lips against yours, his tongue running against your bottom lip before you opened your mouth to him. You whimpered quietly as you felt his teeth tug on your bottom lip, then pull, allowing it to bounce back to your mouth.

“Don’t cry, mi amor. You’re the hardest working person I know, and I love you so much, but since you’re feeling so upset about this... I think I can make you feel better.”

Seeing the look in his eyes, you felt your heart skip a beat as you knew exactly what he meant. You gently grabbed his face, then placed your lips back on his, the two of you emerging in a deep, passionate kiss. Still straddling him, you began slowly rolling and grinding your hips down against his, the friction of your jeans and panties rubbing against your clit causing you to throw your head back with a soft gasp as Lin began to kiss and suck at your neck and jawline. You pushed on Lin’s chest to get him to move back a bit as you grabbed the edges of your shirt, and took it off, slowly revealing your body to him, suddenly forgetting about your terrible day as you watched Lin openly stare at and admire your body, taking in the lace of your bra.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful. You’re so SEXY. God, I could look at you all day...”

He trailed off as his warm hands began roaming your back, quickly moving to the front of your body in order to grab your breasts as you continued to rock against him. You reach down to grab the hem of the blue sweater he had been wearing, then pulled it off, only to be greeted by a button up shirt he had been wearing underneath.

“You had another photo shoot today?”

“Yeah, why?”

“No reason, you just look so fucking hot.”

“Says you.”

He says with a wink as you start working on unbuttoning his shirt, biting your lip as you felt his hands reach up to the clip at the front of your bra and unclip it, allowing it to fall off the back of your shoulders. His eyes were fully blown with lust at this point, and as soon as your bra was completely off, he began alternating between sucking, kissing, and licking at your nipples, which were peaked despite the heat of the situation. You stopped unbuttoning his shirt and softly moaned, throwing your head back as he tugged lightly with his teeth, leaving you breathless. As you somewhat came back to your senses, you finished taking off his shirt, and threw it in the same direction as your own.

“Fuck this, let’s get you out of these jeans, baby.”

“You too, papi.”

You said with a smirk before you both stood up and got out of your jeans, leaving you both in only your underwear. Lin stood there for a second, just staring at you before he grabbed your ass and pulled you into a heavy kiss, his tongue in your mouth, causing you to press your bare chests together and you placed your hands against his firm, strong chest, slowly trailing your soft hands down his body- feeling him shiver as you ran your fingers over his soft stomach before palming him through his underwear. He groaned softly against your lips, then he gently sat you down on the couch as he got on his knees in front of you, his hands slowly trailing up and down your legs as you spread them open for him.

“How wet are you, mi amor? How bad do you need me, mami?”

“Fuck, papi, I need you so bad. You make me so wet- I’m so wet for you, Lin. Please, please eat me out, papi.”

“Anything for my princesa.”

He said as he hooked his fingers along the edges of your panties and slowly pulled them down your legs. When he took them off, Lin began placing kisses along the inside of your thighs, making you grow even wetter as he got closer to where you most desperately needed him. He grabbed your ass, pulling you closer to him as he pressed a kiss to you clit, his meticulous, talented tongue wiggling over it before he sucked it into his mouth, causing your eyes to roll back as you gasped and bit your lip, overcome with pleasure.

He continued this for a few seconds before you felt him begin to fuck his tongue in and out of you, his thumb rubbing circles around your clit, making you arch your back high against the couch. Lin moaned in appreciation as he felt your wetness increasing as he continued eating you out. As your legs began to shake and as your breathing became more and more ragged, you grabbed onto his hair, running your fingers through it and rocking your hips against his lips as he began fucking his tongue in and out of you faster and as his thumb increased its pace- the tip of his nose was rubbing against your clit as well and that sent you into overdrive.

“Oh shhhhit, Lin- Papi, I’m- I can’t- fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s it, cum for me, baby. Cum for papi.”

As you looked down at him once more, you saw him wink at you, and that sent you over the edge. Moaning, your back arched as your legs shook and you trapped his head between your thighs, cumming harder than ever. Lin was good and very talented in MANY areas, but his greatest talent was how amazing he was in bed and how amazing he was able to make you feel.

As you came down, you felt light and like your body was almost vibrating from how hard you came and from how good you felt. Still panting, you felt Lin begin to kiss his way back up your body, providing special attention to your neck as he sucked a hickey onto your pulse point. You took a deep breath, and puffed out your cheeks before you were able to find your voice again.

“That was- fuck, that was so good.”

“Yeah? Well, if you enjoyed that, you better brace yourself, cause baby, we’re nowhere near done.”

You felt the beat of your heart begin to quicken as Lin stood up and pulled his underwear down, allowing his erection to bounce out of the restraints. Even now, after 6 wonderful years of marriage and being his girlfriend for 5 years before that, you are still in awe at how big he is. As you eyed his size, you looked up at Lin and saw him biting his lip as he moved his hand down to slowly stroke himself, the look in his eyes giving you goosebumps.

Lin leaned down and firmly kissed you, while slowly pushing to where your back was flat on the couch. Without once breaking the passionate, heated make out you two were in, he nudged your legs open and began rubbing his cock against your pussy, spreading your wetness up to your clit and making you moan in his mouth. You wrapped your legs around his waist, hands running up and down his back as he began kissing and sucking on your neck, running his tongue over the bruised area as he continued to grind his cock against you, not yet entering you. You began growing more and more needy as each second passed, but you knew that he was doing this just to take care of you.

“L-Lin... Papi, please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me hard, papi, please...”

“Look at me, mi amor.”

You moved your head so you could look him straight in his big, beautiful brown eyes. Blushing, you were met with him looking at you with so much love and adoration, it made your heart flutter. Lin was always able to do that- even if you were both worked up in the heat of moment, he was always able to make your heart flutter just by the way he would look at you.

“You’re so beautiful, [Y/N]. I love you so much. I’m always going to be here to take care of you, my love.”

“I love you too- ohhhhh, fuuuuck! Liiiiin!”

You were cut off by Lin burrowing himself deep inside you, the head of his cock hitting that perfect spot. For just a second, you were both completely still, just breathing in each other’s breaths, just taking in how good this feels, and when he started moving, it was like heaven.

His thrusts started off slow, hips slowly rocking against yours as he would barely withdraw from you, keeping a steady pace inside you- the kind of pace that made your heart light up, a more loving pace. As your moans began to grow louder and louder, Lin started to pick up the pace, and god, it’s so good. Your hands clawed at his back, feeling his muscles tense up underneath, as he hit your g-spot, causing you to lose your breath and gasp against him.

“Shhhit, Lin- Papi, I’m- Fuck, you feel so good baby. Papi, I’m gonna cum- Fuck, I’m gonna cum! Please don’t stop, baby, it feels so- oh fuck- so fucking good!”

“Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock.”

Immediately, you clenched around his cock, the power of his thrusts shaking you hard as you reached your peak. Your moans quickly turned into gasps and almost screams of pleasure as Lin continued to fuck you through your orgasm, kissing your neck, breasts, and jawline to keep you somewhat calm despite him feeling his own release coming. At the top of it, you’re more than sure that you screamed, your visioned whitening out, but you didn’t care- not when it felt this good.

As you came down, you felt Lin’s thrust slow down, then stop all together, giving you time to come down from the intense amounts of pleasure you just experienced.

“Why’d you stop?”

“I want you to ride me, baby. Can you do that for me?”

Smirking, you pushed Lin off of you, allowing him to sit up, his back against the back of the couch as you sat up and straddled him again, feeling his hands grip your bare ass. Your heart was beating out of you chest, you’re sure that he could hear it, but you didn’t care. Leaning down to kiss him, you placed your hands on his shoulders, running your hands along his strong muscles. When you pulled away, you gripped his cock- he was hard enough to where you didn’t have to grab him, but it was always nice just to feel him.

Raising yourself up, you slowly sunk down onto his cock, the both of you sighing as he was all the way in. Lin leaned his head down and lightly bit at your nipple, pulling back and peppering kisses along your collarbone. When you began to slowly bounce up and down on him, he threw his head back, overcome with pleasure.

“Fuck, [Y/N], baby, your pussy feels so good around my cock. I love you so much, mi amor- holy shhiiit! You like riding Papi’s cock, baby? You like how I feel inside you?”

“Baby- Lin, I- fuck, papi, you feel so good! Oh, FUCK!”

You gasped as Lin started thrusting his hips up into you, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of you. You felt the warmth in the bottom of your stomach begin to build up as your third orgasm was quickly approaching, your nails scraping down Lin’s chest as his hands gripped your ass even firmer, him beginning to lose control as well.

“Shit, baby, I’m gonna- fuck me, you feel so good- I’m gonna cum baby. Cum with me, [Y/N], fuck, cum with me.”

You were both moaning together, his cock slamming hard into you as you both chased your orgasms. Lin leaned up and kissed you hard on your lips, his tongue making its way into your mouth as he moaned against your lips. He pulled away, pressing your foreheads together as he slammed his last thrusts home, the two of you cumming together, your back arching which pushed your breasts into his mouth.

You got off of him, exhausted, panting, sweating, but in a much better mood. You laid down on the couch with your arm laid across your forehead, a smile planted across your face as you felt Lin softly running his fingers along your legs, which were laid out across his thighs. He looked over at you and leaned down and over to kiss you sweetly, his mouth moving slowly against yours, massaging your lips as you grabbed his face and smiled against his lips.

“That was- fuck, so good. Definitely made up for today.”

“I’m glad. You deserve everything, mi amor. I love you so much.”

“Do I deserve a shower?”

“As long as I can join you.”

He said with a smile, and you laughed when you got up, your legs still wobbly but luckily, Lin caught you from behind as he laughed too. He picked you up bridal style, then carried you into the bathroom. When you both stepped into the warm flow of the shower, you stood with your back against Lin’s chest, allowing him to wash off your body. Stepping out of the shower and drying off, Lin put on a pair of underwear and handed you an old t-shirt of his for you to sleep in. When you got into bed, Lin wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him as he kissed the back of your neck, bringing a smile to your face and a blush to your cheeks.

“Goodnight, [Y/N], I love you sooooo much.”

“I love you too, Lin. Thank you for making me feel better. I’m gonna have to pay you back one day.”

You said, facing him, with a smirk as you placed your hands on his chest.

“Haha, I know you will, but just being with you, and you being my wife is enough for me. Get some rest, mami. I love you.”

He said as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

“I love you more.”

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So It Goes

Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Summary:

That glint of mischief in his beautiful brown eyes was all it really took; you were done for now, your insides reduced to a liquefied mess over his one little sexy smile. He saw that look and crossed the room to close the distance between you, stopping just behind you so that you felt the heat radiating off him in waves, his eyes dark with desire.

Perhaps you could stay a little longer���

Rating: Explicit (literally just shameless smut lol)

Words: 3,780

You had barely seen Lin all week, and it was driving you a little mad. 

Just another of the perks of being in a relationship with a man who couldn’t sit still if he tried, you supposed; there were often times when your schedules simply refused to line up. You would leave early in the mornings while he was still asleep; and he’d be on his way out by the time you made your way back in the evenings. Though you’d finally moved in together, in times like this you missed each other terribly.

Lin had been texting you between meetings today, but it wasn’t the same. Now, he’d barely been at home ten minutes before he was getting ready to leave again, accompanying his parents to yet another charity gala tonight; while you had plans of your own, arranging a birthday celebration for one of your friends — but you both knew very well where you’d rather be.

You could hear the shower going in your ensuite bathroom as you got dressed. For a moment, you contemplated joining Lin in there, wanting to steal a moment together before you went separate ways again… You smirked at the mirror, entertaining the idea. It wouldn’t be the first time. But alas, time wasn’t on your side; if the both of you didn’t leave soon, he’d soon suffer the wrath of his parents and you of your friends, who’d all already made it clear they were waiting.

So before either you or Lin could distract each other, you resolved to get ready and get out. You’d chosen the night out to debut a new outfit: you slipped into a black mini dress with a plunging lace-up back, and a pair of classic black Louboutins. You admired your fresh manicure; getting your nails done was a high-maintenance luxury you rarely indulged in, but you felt like a million bucks with your short stiletto tips that were just sharp enough, in a shimmering shade of black. Briefly, you let your mind wander back to him, thinking about what other kinds of mischief you could get up to…

No, you could not. Not now, anyway.

Standing in front of the mirror at your shared vanity, you spritzed on your perfume, mixing it with a light spray of his, forming an irresistibly heady combination of your lavender and mandarin scent with his woody vetiver cologne. That would have to do for now. 

You finished up your makeup with your dark red lipstick - you only ever wore it on date nights with Lin, but it worked with your outfit, so long as he didn’t see… Even better if he did.

Well, you should’ve known.

As you struggled with the laces at the back of your dress, Lin strolled out of the en-suite, emerging into the bedroom with a cloud of steam and the intoxicating scent of his aftershave. 

You paused. 

Your hands fell to your sides as you watched him through the mirror. He’d just shaved and showered; his hair was still wet, cheeks a little flushed from the heat, a towel in his hands, his boxers low on his hips. 

It just got a little hotter in here…

“Babe, do you know where my —” Lin began, distractedly attempting to towel-dry his hair, until he looked up, and his stunning dark brown eyes met yours in the mirror. He stopped in his tracks and eyed you appreciatively; his jaw would’ve dropped to the ground if this wasn’t real life. “Oh, wow. You look… stunning,” he gasped, unable to take his eyes off you. And although you’d been together long enough, his compliments and the way he looked at you still made you blush like a teen with a crush.

“Thank you,” you giggled, returning the favour and checking him out in the mirror again. You made no effort to hide the fact, watching as he threw his towel onto the bed and pulled on a freshly-ironed white shirt, leaving the buttons undone for now. Of course he knew you were staring, and of course he loved the attention - but you couldn’t help yourself. He was gorgeous; his body was a perfect balance of firm and soft, leaving you somewhere between wanting to screw him senseless and spend your nights snuggling. Though you knew all too well by now, he could totally do both…

You felt his gaze still fixed on you, but you didn’t mind one bit - for, you were momentarily distracted by a little bead of water that dripped from his still-wet hair, trailing its way down his chest and further still, until it disappeared behind the waistband of his boxers. You weren’t sure how it was physically possible to envy a water droplet, but hell, you wished you were clinging to him exactly like that.

Fuck, he was sexy. You were lucky… 

All this time, and you were both just as crazy for each other’s minds, bodies and souls as you were in those early days. You smirked at him, still holding eye contact in the mirror.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you teased, “I almost don’t want to go.”

“Then, don’t,” Lin said simply. That glint of mischief in his beautiful brown eyes was all it really took; you were done for now, your insides reduced to a liquefied mess over his one little sexy smile. He saw that look and crossed the room to close the distance between you, stopping just behind you so that you felt the heat radiating off him in waves, his eyes dark with desire. 

Perhaps you could stay a little longer…

“Funny.” You looked at him through the mirror, gesturing to the open back of your dress. “Tie me up?”

He quirked a brow at you, catching on to your completely intentional double-entendre. “Gladly,” he murmured, his voice low in your ear. His hands slipped around you and he took hold of your wrists, bringing them behind your back, locked in his firm grip, “Rope or handcuffs, hm?”

You felt your breath hitch at his sultry tone, his breath gently tickling your skin, his lips brushing your neck as he spoke. You weren’t opposed to either option, really…

But as much as you wanted to relent, you both had places to be tonight, and you rolled your eyes at your own lack of self-control. 

“My dress, Lin. Please?” you attempted to reason. But he knew what you mutually wanted and he paid your request no heed, instead leaving a tender trail of kisses down your neck and along your exposed shoulder. His fingertips briefly brushed the back of your neck, setting off sparks under your skin as he swept your hair to one side, grasping the loose laces of your dress, his touch leaving you burning in its wake.

“Y’know, I would rather untie this…” he mused, and you bit your lip as you felt your dress loosen up, his fingers working deftly between the laces at your back to undo them instead. Go figure, he would know his way around complicated costume fastenings…

“As much as I’d love that, baby, we both have to leave soon,” you sighed, although his propositions were sounding more appealing by the second.

“We could be fashionably late,” Lin suggested casually, wrapping his arms around you from behind, making you involuntarily lean back into him. “You’re so fucking beautiful, baby… I don’t want to share.” The crisp, clean scent of his shower gel and aftershave and just him flooded your senses and he dipped his head down, feathering quick, hot open-mouthed kisses from the nape of your neck down your back - or what of it was exposed above your dress - and back up again, his perfectly groomed goatee deliciously rough against your skin. “I have an hour to get to the gala,” he murmured, completely unravelling the laces at the back of your dress so that your sleeves slipped off of your shoulders. “Tell your friends you got stuck in traffic and we could make up for lost time…”

You didn’t have the heart to argue there was no traffic on the subway. And really, he knew exactly what he was doing - you were convinced and, honestly, already distractingly wet for him. It had been a long week.

The rest of the world could wait - in here, this was your world.

When Lin’s gaze met yours in the mirror again, your heart practically skipped a beat. It was like he could read your thoughts. He slipped his shirt off and tossed it carelessly onto the armchair in the corner of the room, taking you back into his embrace, and the warmth of his chest against your back and his arms wrapped around you set you aflame in the best of ways. His left hand came to rest at your hip, his right finding its way to cup your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers over the thin silk of your dress; you immediately leant into his touch, dropping your head back onto his shoulder, happy enough to melt into him. He held you flush against him so you could feel his heart pounding against your back and his hard-on pressing against your ass. Your heart raced in time with his. Hell, you weren’t going anywhere soon…

“Lin…” Still not entirely sure whether to give up or give in, you placed your own hand over his, gently scraping your nails over the back of his palm and up his forearm, feeling him shiver ever so slightly, “We have to —”

“I know, but… Please, princesa?” he whispered in your ear, sending your heart into a frenzy again. Your eyes fluttered closed at the sound of his voice, his lips at your neck again…

“I— I missed you.” You sighed when his left hand found the hem of your dress and delicately pulled it up, his fingertips gently caressing your thigh before he slowly hooked his thumb into your panties. “Oh, fuck, yes…"

“Hmm…” Lin hummed softly, toying with the black lace you wore. You let out a small gasp when you felt the slight pressure of his fingers through the thin fabric, involuntarily grinding against him in a desperate attempt to find some friction already. He had a tendency to tease you until you begged for him, and you’d be damn near about to drop to your knees if he carried on like this. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were seeing someone else tonight…” he remarked as he slipped the black lace off you, that devilish smirk on his lips.

You shook your head, willing him to go on. “Only you, baby. Please, just — I can’t do another four hours without you,” you practically pled, trying to guide his hand with your own, aching for his touch.

“Thought as much. Good thing we’re only half dressed, huh?” he said with a low laugh as he teased you with those sinful fingers, swiping one along your folds, already slick with arousal. Your eyes fluttered shut when he nipped at your neck, and suddenly nothing else mattered except Lin and his delicate, deliberate touches… “Look in the mirror, mi amor. Mírame…” he whispered.

Oh, he absolutely knew what he was doing. 

He knew very well that his little endearments and quips in Spanish drove you wild, and he used it to his advantage every damn time. His soft voice in your ear sent a shiver down your spine - one he certainly felt too. You felt his heart pounding, his breaths hot and ragged, just as turned on as you were, as he easily pushed two fingers into your dripping heat.

Knowing you’d do anything he asked, you forced yourself to open your eyes, only to be greeted by the lascivious image of your reflections in the mirror, Lin’s strong arms wrapped around your frame, his fingers already taking you to places you’d barely even dreamt of before him. You whimpered softly at the sensory overload, the sensation of his expert finger-fucking, the sight of him slowly taking you apart, his scent surrounding you, his low whispers in your ear… It was almost too much to bear and your eyes slowly closed again as you let yourself fall into him.

A sexy little sigh escaped his lips when you reached up behind you, trailing your fingertips along the back of his neck, pulling him down to your level. Following your lead, he tilted his face down and you leaned towards him, gripping his hair as you finally got a taste of his gorgeously kissable lips, the faint scent of mint and something sweet taking you over. Your lipstick would be ruined, but it was worth it… As his tongue delved between your eagerly parted lips, his thumb circled your clit and you moaned helplessly into his mouth as you came over his fingers.

“Look at me, baby,” Lin whispered against your lips, drawing back from your kiss, withdrawing his fingers. You slowly opened your eyes again, but the fireworks under your skin refused to subside as you met his gaze. 

Satisfied, he slowly turned you around to face him and you looked up into his deep brown eyes, dark with desire as he placed one finger under your chin, still glistening with your nectar, tilting your face up to his own. You knew his teasing wouldn’t go on much longer.

“Missed you more,” he said softly, before he leant in to meet you in another heart-stopping kiss.

“Doubt it,” you whispered against his lips, placing your hands on his chest, feeling his heart race beneath your palm, “You’re perfect, you know?”

Lin simply shook his head, his eyes silently countering a no, you are until he captured your lips again, his right hand cupping your face, tenderly caressing your cheek while his left slipped beneath your dress again. 

But you wouldn’t let him win this game easily: just like you’d been fantasising earlier, you scraped your reasonably sharp nails down his smooth, tanned chest. He shivered at the sensation and briefly pulled back, wincing in a twisted combination of pain and pleasure. You paused, but then he tilted back his head, baring his neck to you, and grabbed your hand in his own.

“Damn. Baby, what was that?” he asked, his voice barely above a low rasp. Just from hearing that, you knew you had him already.

“Got my nails done. You like that?” You giggled, slowly dragging your nails up his arm again. His dark gaze followed your fingers for a few seconds until he wrapped his hand around your wrist, stopping you at his shoulder.

He nodded. “Mhm…” he exhaled softly. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and his reaction to you had you aching to have him closer already. He gripped your wrist tighter and you dug your nails harder into his skin as he guided your hand further down his body, stopping you just above the waistband of his boxers. “Fuck me, that feels good…” 

Lin bit his lip, eyes meeting yours again. Smirking, you tugged his boxers down and he made quick work of kicking them off, discarding them to the floor as you wrapped your fingers around his cock, already hard and ready for you. His eyes fluttered shut and he groaned as you slowly stroked his length, teasing him with gentle scrapes of your nails.

But when your ministrations became too much for him to bear, he grabbed your wrist again and tore your hand away, hooking your legs around his hips instead. You let out a small scream of surprise when he lifted you off your feet, and he laughed lightly in your ear as he carried you the few steps across the room to your bed. You slipped your arms around his neck, letting him.

“I hate weeks like this,” Lin whispered, laying you back on the bed and balancing himself above you, those gorgeous brown eyes dark with lust, “When we don’t get to…”

“I’d spend every waking moment with you if I could, but…” you said softly, “We have now.”

“And now’s all we need,” he finished, with that heart-melting smile that you’d fallen in love with. You nodded, pulling him in for a kiss and wrapping your legs around his waist again.

He knew, and he gripped your hip with one hand, squeezing your ass with the other as he buried himself deep within you, giving you a brief moment to adjust to him. But of course he knew you inside out, and when you were ready he began with slow thrusts, the kind that made you gasp and roll your hips against his in desperation.

“More, Lin…” you whimpered aloud, pleading him to keep going as your vision began to white out, the knot inside you tightening, threatening to snap any moment. “Please, papi, I need more…” 

“I got you, love…”

Pulling on his hair with one hand, with the other you dragged your nails down his back, digging them in to any part of his bare skin you could reach. Lin obliged your request, picking up his pace and repeatedly hitting your sweet spot until you couldn’t hold back any longer, letting yourself go. You screamed his name with reckless abandon as he moaned against your neck, biting and sucking at your skin while your hands roamed his body, your legs locked around his hips.

“Yes, baby…” he gasped, “Keep doing that - that - fuck, yes—”

You duly obliged, clenching your walls around him and clawing your sharp stiletto-tipped nails down his smooth back as he continued slamming into you, his hands firmly gripping your hips. You were practically seeing stars and you rode the wave with him. Before long, your name escaped his lips in a desperate groan, followed by a string of endearments and expletives as he filled you with his own release, yours following barely a beat later. 

Both still panting for air, Lin rolled onto his back almost immediately, taking you with him, holding you firmly against his chest. He pulled you up to him, crashing his lips against yours in a fervent kiss, threading his fingers delicately through your hair. You felt his tongue prod at your bottom lip and you parted your lips to let him deepen the kiss, passionate as ever.

As you revelled in the feverish caress of his lips against yours, you scraped your nails down his chest again, eliciting a shiver from your dear lover as he trailed his gentle fingertips down to the small of your back, both still hypersensitive to each other’s complementing touches, hearts racing a mile a minute. 

You’d both happily have stayed there all night, but his phone and yours simultaneously buzzed on the nightstand, breaking the comfortable silence you shared. Seeing it as a wake-up call, you reluctantly dragged yourself away from him to clean yourself up. 

Lin stayed in bed, admiring you as you returned from the bathroom and zipped around the room, retrieving your dress, underwear and shoes. You hastily pulled your clothes back on, brushing the tangles out of your hair and quickly retouching your makeup, but really, any attempts to prevent yourself from getting distracted again were futile around him.

“Fuck me,” Lin murmured, taking in a deep breath, “I love you so much, princesa.”

You whirled around and playfully blew him a kiss. A blissful sigh escaped his lips, smudged red with your lipstick, and he feigned swooning at your flying kiss with his hands on his chest as he fell back into a pile of pillows and the crumpled duvet. You giggled. Lin dragged one hand through his hair, already messy enough from you tugging on it barely ten minutes before, resting one flexed arm behind his head. You bit your lip, admiring him right in return. You wished you could jump straight back into bed with him, and he wasn’t making it any easier for you to resist.

“And I love you, Lin,” you said, crossing the room towards him again. You barely noticed the way his deep brown eyes lit up with love as you leant in, cupping his cheek for a quick, chaste peck to his lips before you drew back.

“Don’t you have a gala to get ready for?” you quipped, perching on the edge of the bed with your back to him, gesturing to the laces on your dress again.

“Yup,” he replied nonchalantly, tugging on the lace a little too tight and you playfully swatted his hands away. “But,” he dropped his voice to that low whisper again, arms around your waist, lips at the nape of your neck again, “You look so goddamn sexy, I might just stay here and imagine you’re still wrapped around me and…”

“Fucking insatiable!” You giggled, turning to face him again once he’d successfully laced up your dress. “That means I don’t get to see you in that tux. Damn,” you pouted, making him laugh.

“I’ll send you a picture.”

“You better…”

It took all your willpower - and six missed calls from your friends - for you to finally kiss him goodbye and leave, only an hour late.

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Just as you hopped onto the A train, your phone buzzed with a text from Lin — ‘Have fun tonight, love. Leaving in 5. Call me later, I’ll come pick you up ❤️ - L’

You smiled; he was truly the sweetest. As promised, a few minutes later he sent an adorable selfie, all smart and suave in his tux with his hair styled back and a playful smirk on his lips. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight. He hadn’t quite been able to get rid of all your lipstick, though… You smirked at your screen when you noticed that.

You hit a like on the photo and sent a reply — ‘Looking like that, you’ll raise a million bucks, papi ;) see you later, love youuu xo’

But then a second message followed in quick succession, and it was far from sweet - in fact, it was downright sinful. He’d sent another photo, likely taken earlier; he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, showing off your raw scratches down his back — ‘Btw, this is what your damn nails did to me. Hope you’re happy… cause I want more 😏’

Your eyes immediately widened and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks as you saved the picture, biting your lip as your mind flashed back through what the two of you had gotten up to barely an hour ago.  You quickly typed out your reply — ‘OH, FUCK YES. 🤤🥵’

You hadn’t even gotten as far as 96th Street, but you already couldn’t wait to go home with Lin tonight.

(inspired by this picture... TW bc he was actually like, injured - but excuse my wild thoughts k thanks)

[alinacecee]

U can request fics hereee!!!

Hi! I'm Alina from aonungmyaddiction! And hey, I write too!!! If you do somehow find me I plan to write about:

Sherlock

Hamilton

Supernatural

Marvel

James Cameron’s Avatar Franchise

I'm still figuring out how to do the link things, and I'll try to get back on writing<3 I hope you find me a good enough writer! 💖💖

[ratatoastwrites]

dude i just found your blog and i’m obsessed with your writing style PLEASE MORE SPENCER REID I BEG

aww omg tysm 🥹❤️‍🩹

I actually wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue writing for him, but then an idea came to me today like a vision, so now you made me want to share it with the class lol 🧚‍♀️

So, basically it would probably either be a longer fic or a multi chapter one, idk yet

And like I usually don’t write longer stuff like that cuz I have commitment issues, but this one is calling my name like Hamilton called Lin Manuel Miranda’s 🗣️

(jeez i just realised that i wrote man instead of men lmao)

(also fun fact i picked the title from the song genie in a bottle cuz im lame and unoriginal)

The only issue I have is that I’m only on s3 of cm so I would need to do a LOT of research first lmao, so I wanted to ask if y’all would even be interested in the idea xoxo also i just simply cannot promise that it’s going to be very lore accurate but hhhhhhhhhh idk idk

OH BTW I DO KNOW THAT HE ISN’T IN CM EVOLUTION, I just thought that it would be fun to imagine that this is what he’s been up to lmao 🫡

there would be smut (ofc), probably hella angst, possibly some fluff and also probably some more violent themes (cuz it is technically about a case yk)

ALSO i’m not telling y’all if reader is actually the unsub or not ✨🥰

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[lincolndjarin]

Best Kept Secret Q&A

contains spoilers for all of bks !!

thank you @znerac for asking these !!

Is there anything you would of written differently? Why, and what would you of done?

the short answer is yes lmao.

the long answer is also yes but with a bunch of explanation. writing bks chapter by chapter and posting as i go is great and also not great for several reasons. getting immediate feedback is always great, and it pushes me to keep writing but it also means that i can't change things once they're written.

if i could the main things i would change would be :

i would rewrite any and all reader descriptions. in the early days of bks it was just a silly story that i wrote for myself. that being said i did my best to write the reader as ambiguous but a lot of my self bled through. very specifically is the fact that i get very very red when i'm embarrassed. i don't know the exact line but there was at one point in dins internal monologue something along the lines of "you blush blah blah blah, he wonders how deep the crimson tint goes." so i would change all of that for sure

on a less serious not i would rewrite all of chapter seven LMAO. i was stressed about six being the first smut chapter and i convinced myself that there needed to be more dirty stuff since i'd already started with it. i am haunted by the chapter seven blowjob. it feels so out of place to me like it's not needed, it's gotta go, i hate it but can do nothing about it.

hypothetically, If a movie/Show director came up to you to make a producion based heavily on BKS, would you take the opportunity?

yes and i would do it lin manuel miranda style by insisting that i play the lead and then i would demand pedro pascal as my counter part (he'll def take it, im convinced that man will do any movie.)

what inspired you to write bks?

a lot of things!!

mostly music, all sorts of songs. when i started it i had also just finished queen charlotte. (if you havent watched queen charlotte and like bks i highly recommend it.) i would say that bks!reader was based on charlotte early on. (i'm also gonna use my favorite line from queen charlotte in the epilouge)

and i just love telling stories. i love making these worlds and the people in them and this was the first time i ever put it into words!!

how do you think writing and posting bks has affected you? Positively, Negatively? What do you think would of changed if you didn't write it?

definitely both but the negatives aren't bad, and the positives make up for it.

bks in it's conception was always intended to be a coping mechanism for me. at the time of it's start my best (and realistically, only) friend was getting ready to move away for college and i realized that he was the only person i ever spent time with and i needed a hobby. i tried a few things until one day writing stuck. the intention was to have something to keep me busy but i ended up really loving it.

there's never been any external negatives, it really is just that i can be hard on myself but at the end of the day it's been a huge point of growth for me.

@knopes-waffles thank you lovey for sending these !!

was there a particular reason that you chose blue as Kodo’s color?

terrible answer to a great question but uhhh no lmao

i just had to pick a color and this is what my fingers typed lol, i knew from the get go that din's favorite color would be green so i had to pick something that wasn't that.

thank you to the anon who sent these !! (i assume these were from the same person bc they came in and the same time!!)

will din and queenie have more babies? or just grogu and their son?

i suppose we'll have to see ;)

(although after bks 28 this is answered haha)

where will they raise the babies? in the cabin?

i think so !! i like to think that they live in the cabin, bks!reader became attached to naboo and bks!din will happily live wherever she is. i also like to think that they travel though. they leave naboo as often as they can, din likes to show his children the galaxy so when they're older they definitely invest in a ship

thank you anon !! luv you !!

what was your absolute favorite scene to write?

there's so many gahhh im gonna try and narrow it down to a top three:

#1 : Chapter 16 - their first kiss

this was a big deal to me, i worked for quite some time on that scene. i had several long conversations with friends about it because i wanted it to have the weight of a scene from bridgerton. i love love love bridgerton, it's my guilty pleasure, and i wanted that scene to make me feel the way bridgerton love confessions make me feel. i needed an "i burn for you" and i had a lot of different versions but i eventually settled on "I ache." because i wanted it to be something that hurt, i think that bks!din is complicated (i sound so pretentious rn im so sorry) in a self hating way that makes even the idea of being happy extremely painful to him and i wanted to get that point across

#2 : Chapter 23 - the markets

the markets in general were always so so fun to write but the lunar markets especially. getting to write them as a normal couple shopping for sex toys was so so so fun, i remember being so exhausted writing this chapter but i loved it so much i just had to finish it.

short story break but i was up until 2 am writing this chapter, it was halfway done and i was supposed to be up at 7 to drive my grandma six hours to visit my aunt for a week. i texted her at 2 and said i was going to bed and i'd see her in the morning, she texted back and said she couldnt sleep so we just got in the car and went. when we got to my aunts i finished the chapter and then passed out lmao, editing it took ages bc i kept falling asleep

#3 : Chapter 3 - reading the smitten paladin

the entire scene where she's trying to not think about din while reading her porn book is always gonna be an all timer for me

(bonus: the epilouge has been very special to me. getting to write a happy ending for these characters that i have put through so much has been extremely healing for me)

thank you @darthbeebles !! <3

Were there any scenes you wrote/wanted to write but had to cut for some reason? I’d love some deleted scenes if you have any <3

so so so many. i will cover most in the little what if thing later this week but the biggest one was a masquerade ball.

i so badly wanted a scene where she was dancing at the ball and there's a masked man who asks for a dance with dark hair and a mask that only covers his eyes and GAH im making myself angry just thinking about it because i just couldn't make it work

i tried it on so many levels, but at the end of the day the climax of the story didn't work if she knew what he looked like. the identity swap twist didn't work as smoothly and after several attempts to work it in i had to scrap it

thank you @raintheegg my beloved for sending this in!!!!

What is your favorite characteristic about bsk!din?

very easily his devotion.

it makes him easy to write bc he has one character goal and it to keep reader as safe and happy as he can manage. it also helped me add in the vague religious themes because he really is just that in love with her right from the start

hi anon !!! thank you for sending this in!!

You don’t have to draw it out if you don’t want, but I’d love to see your vision for inside their closet in BKS!!! It feels like such an important space that I want to understand it exactly how you meant to portray it — 1000 rounds of applause for your writing, it was an incredible journey you took us on 🥲🥲

thank you so so much <3

i wanted to build distinct set pieces in the world, the closet, the nook, the cabin, etc. and the closet was based on my own closet!! i used to sleep in there with all of my pillows and blankets, i have some pics, i don't have any good ones because it's been a few years but these are the ones i found!!

thank you my sweet anon!!

what was the hardest chapter to write?

very easily chapter 26.

i had a very specific vision for it that i'd been working on for months and i wanted it to go over well. the rule i use with plot twists is that it either needs to not be guessed before it happens or it needs to executed in a pleasing enough way that if you did guess it you don't care or you feel accomplished. i couldn't be more proud of how it turned out

thank you anon for the ask !

why is kodo’s fav color blue

i thought about this one again and i did remember that i needed it to be an eye color so it ended up being between grey and blue and i went with blue!!

thank you anon who is definitely not @torizle-blog1

why are you so sexy and hilarious and perfect and awesome

years of practice.

[writebackatya]

Was tagged by @justaboot in a post with a lot of questions, let's do this!

how many fics do you have on ao3?

14

what's your total ao3 word count?

159,641 words. but let's be real, a good chunk of them are song lyrics.

what fandoms do you write for?

DuckTales (2017)

what are your top five fics by kudos?

Indi-Quack!

Rainbow Connections

Home for the Holidays!

Moon with a View!

Let's All Go to the Movies!

do you respond to comments? why or why not?

For the most part, yes. I try my best to get back to people's comments, especially if they have questions. But sometimes I just don't have the energy when I wish I did

what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'd say the ending to F.O.W.L. Play! from Indi-Quack! might be the angstiest. Nothing like ending a story where you go through the morning routine of one FOWL employee and finding out she keeps her sanity by getting high with another underpaid employee who works her ass off a minimum wage and is also not happy where she is in life

what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

hard to choose since I almost always go for the happy ending route. I think any of the stories for Home for the Holidays! could be the answer to this one cause those stories are nothing but holiday and winter fluff.

do you get hate on your fics?

it happens but not often. the first time I ever got hate was from a Della hater troll and they seem to be the only one who leaves hate on my fics

do you write smut?

no, but I've thought about it before. I don't mind sex in a story, but I don't know if I'm the right person to write that kind of stuff in a story. Honestly, the only reason why I wanna write smut is because I've plenty of jokes that I think are funny that would only work in a smut story

do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've ever written?

kinda??? would you consider having characters from various Duck media that never appeared in DuckTales 2017 crossover stuff? Heck I've got a couple of Della Duck stories in the works where she interacts with Mickey and Friends and I don't know if that should be considered a crossover

have you ever had a fic stolen?

no. thanks guys!

have you ever had a fic translated?

no, but that'd be neat!

have you ever cowritten a fic before?

no, but that is something I wouldn't mind doing some day

what's your all time favorite ship?

Of all time!? I don’t know. I love love

what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh so many: An Act of Murder!, Back in the Game!, F.O.W.L. Play!, The Iron Duck of Steel: The Gizmoduck Movie, Part I!, The Spear of Selene, and Thanks for the Memories!. I've just been working on these for so long that it feels like I'll never finish any of them

what are your writing strengths?

when I'm in the mood to write I can really write, I like to think my dialogue is interesting, characterization, and I'd say my rapid fire humor

what are your writing weaknesses?

I'm a terrible planner, I don't write stuff down, I keep stuff in my head like it's the best storage place, I underestimate how big some stuff will be, I don't allow myself to just write

thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've mainly used Google Translate for other languages such as Jose and Panchito's dialogue in The Three Cabablleros (and Della)!. But for Let's All Go to the Movies! I got my buddy @tokuvivor to translate a conversation between Fenton and Gosalyn. Honestly, one of my favorite parts of that story and I think tokuvivor translating it himself adds to the joke. Both Lin-Manuel Miranda and Stephanie Beatriz both know Spanish, so having someone who can help me translate my dialogue so that it can sound natural and be a bonus to bilingual speakers just makes me happy beyond comprehension

I will say I did use Google Translate for that story, but for English! So for the Fight Fighters game I wanted to get that badly translated English feel for the dialogue so for pretty much every dialogue in the game was translated to Japanese and then back to English. Except the line "Now I will kill you until you die from it!", that comes from the movie Hot Shots! Part Deux

first fandom you wrote for?

...Sonic. it was a phase, i have no strong opinions about that blue hedgehog these days I mean I guess his games are...fine? The cast of characters are...pretty cool, I like Tails I guess.

favorite fic you've ever written?

hard to say, but I think I'd put Indi-Quack!, Rainbow Connections, Let's All go to the Movies! in the top spot

I choose to tag: @tokuvivor, @imjustusingthistolikeartists, if they choose to answer these questions

[starduckys]

──★ i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory ̟ ⊹

hibi ☆ she/they, minor, demi & berriromantic + ace . miffy and keroppi enthusiast!! | writing sideblog 🖋 | main blog ao3 spotify | eest (utc +3) intp-t taurus . ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ when's it gonna get me?

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requests are open ! i write for hamilton (and wonka). expect a lot of angst lmao. won't write smut, rpf, x reader or anything. creepy . think incest romanticized abuse etc.

currently listening to the good witch, reading this is me trying, watching haikyuu!!

lifelines: hamilton, miffy, keroppi, sunoo, stray kids, boynextdoor, taylor swift, lin-manuel miranda, maisie peters, moominvalley, heartstopper, nimona, vanitas no carte, haikyuu!!, toilet-bound hanako-kun, dark rise & dark heir, osemanverse, agggtm, the scapegracers, coffee, mint chocolate, cats !!

daily clicks for palestine !!

ׁ݂ ⊹ ׁ݂ is it like a beat without a melody ? 𓂅 ໋⋅

[ao3feed-elams]

Acquisition

by Anonymous

“If everyone’s – then why are you still –?” “Why am I still here?” Jefferson tuts, “How rude, Alexander, I really thought I’d taught you better manners than that. You can’t seriously fall asleep in the middle of what I assume counts for a party with you people, and then demand things from me so brusquely?”

***

For once in his life, Alexander was enjoying taking a break from work. He wasn't expecting it to come crashing down so abruptly. Raise a glass to freedom, something you will never see again... Jefferson decides he deserves a little something for Christmas. As a treat. From what I hear, you've made yourself indispensable... Everyone's timing couldn't be worse if they actively tried. I may not live to see our glory...

Words: 4914, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Addiction 'Verse

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, Thomas Jefferson, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, John Laurens, Maria Lewis Reynolds, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Angelica Schuyler, Margaret "Peggy" Schuyler, Hercules Mulligan

Relationships: Alexander Hamilton/Thomas Jefferson, Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens/Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Alexander Hamilton & Maria Lewis Reynolds

Additional Tags: Trans Male Character, Trans Alexander Hamilton, Explicit Sexual Content, Top Thomas Jefferson, Bottom Alexander Hamilton, Thomas Jefferson Being an Asshole, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Hurt Alexander Hamilton, Internalized Victim Blaming, Emotional Manipulation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Anal Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Non-Consensual Kissing, Rough Kissing, Marking, Forced Orgasm, Overstimulation, Humiliation, Verbal Humiliation, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Couch Sex, Praise Kink, Hair-pulling, Crying, Dom/sub Undertones, Light Bondage, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Christmas Smut, Christmas Party, Christmas Presents, I'm Sorry Lin-Manuel Miranda, Ties & Cravats, so awful oh my gods, Consent Has Left the Chat, Holiday Edition, the first chapter is mostly build up tbh, So yeah, Shower Sex

from AO3 works tagged 'Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens/Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler' https://ift.tt/RXSGhCf via https://ift.tt/Y5bZaPW

[the-amazing-simp]

I posted 375 times in 2022

That's 375 more posts than 2021!

164 posts created (44%)

211 posts reblogged (56%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@softtdaisy

@spidernerdsblog

@the-amazing-simp

@withahappyrefrain

I tagged 207 of my posts in 2022

Only 45% of my posts had no tags

#andrew garfield x reader - 113 posts

#tasm fanfiction - 112 posts

#andrew garfield fanfiction - 112 posts

#tasm smut - 111 posts

#andrew!peter parker x reader - 110 posts

#tasm!peter parker - 108 posts

#tasm!spiderman x reader - 107 posts

#andrew garfield smut - 106 posts

#tasm!peter fluff - 105 posts

#tasm!peter x you - 103 posts

Longest Tag: 51 characters

#the folks at the emmys better give the award to him

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hi! could you add me (@shaded-echoes-recs) to your tasm!peter (and andrew garfield if you have one) taglist? Also, could you do an AG x reader where famous!r (an actress, singer-songwriter as well but mostly an actress) ends up accidentally outing her crush on AG in an interview (ex tonight show) and it turns out her most recent single (abt crushing on someone who doesn't know her) was about him and then they end up working on a film together & shes embarrased but he likes her and they date?pls!

The Slip-up | A.G.

📝 Title: The Slip-up (x actress/singer-songwriter!reader)

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: Let's face it, even celebrities have celebrity crushes. But what if you had accidentally let slip your little crush on Andrew Garfield in an interview? | 2.6k

Love knows no bounds and even celebrities have celebrity crushes.

And to say that you simply adored and admired Andrew Garfield would be the understatement of the century.

You were literally one of his biggest fans.

And after a quiet Monday morning, one of your biggest dreams had come true.

“Good morning, I am speaking to Y/N L/N, right?” A voice said as soon as you picked up the call.

“Yep.” You answered nonchalantly, stirring your coffee, you hadn’t auditioned for anything so far so you didn't know what this call was for, “This is she.”

“So, I’m Lin-Manuel Miranda.” The voice introduced, “Since you’re this amazing actress and singer-songwriter and you were highly recommended by one of our cast members - I was wondering if you’d be interested in starring in a romance musical?”

You nearly spewed out your coffee, not believing in the slightest that the director of Tick, Tick… Boom! was casting you, “That would literally be a dream come true! Thank you so much for this opportunity! And is it okay if I also get to know who highly recommended me so that I could thank them too?”

“Um,” Lin trailed off for a bit, as if talking to someone else on the other end of the line, “for now, the person wishes to remain anonymous - but, I’m sure you’ll get to know them really well once we start the shooting.”

“Okay then,” you smiled, “Thank you, again, so much for this wonderful opportunity and I can’t wait to start.”

The next day, your manager delivered the script to your house and you swear that you could’ve fainted once you took a look at the cast list.

Immediately picking up your phone and ringing up your manager, you asked, “Please reassure me that you didn’t by any chance give me the wrong script.”

You could practically hear her smile as she answered, “Now when I have done that to you? I’m guessing that you’re over the moon with who your co-star, or rather leading man, is?”

You couldn’t stop the heat that rose up to grace your cheeks, “Maybe?”

She chuckled, “C’mon, like you don’t gush on about him all the time, especially when we’re alone.”

“Fine.” You giggled, “This is literally the best day of my life.”

A beat of silence followed before you spoke up, “You anticipated this call didn’t you?”

Another laugh came, “Let’s just say that I had an inkling as to how you would react.”

“Oh and remember that you have to head to the recording studio later today to record your new single.” She reminded.

“Yep. I don’t have anything else today, so I won’t forget that.” You said.

–

“How’re you feeling?” Your makeup artist asked as she put the finishing touches on your look for your interview.

You shrugged, taking a deep breath, “Well, it’s always nerve wracking before a show or an interview, you just kind of forget it once you’re already doing it.”

You were then brought backstage, where you waited for your cue to enter the studio.

“Now let us welcome an amazing actress and singer-songwriter, Y/N L/N!” Jimmy announced to the already buzzing crowd.

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#4

The Letter underneath the Bed | TASM!Peter Parker

📝 Title: The Letter underneath the Bed

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: You had spilled your feelings for Peter in a letter, not knowing that it would still reach it one day. | 2.6k

💌 Inspired by the line "In a box beneath my bed, is a letter that you've never read." from Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift.

Peter Parker was amazing at a lot of things - but figuring out whether you returned his romantic feelings for you or not is one of them.

You had been his best friend for as long as you could remember.

Wherever he went, you go too.

When Peter’s parents left him with Aunt May and Uncle Ben - you told your parents that your sole birthday wish was to move to the house next to Aunt May’s. Thankfully, your wish had been granted.

Ever since, you and Peter had been practically inseparable.

–

“Peter!” Aunt May called out from the bottom of the staircase, “Y/N is here! Hurry up or the both of you will be late for school.”

“Coming!” Peter called from the top, shouldering his backpack before almost running down the stairs.

He kissed Aunt May on the cheek, giving a rather rushed “See you later!”

Peter then headed to the door where you were patiently waiting for him with a smile.

“Ready to go?” He asked.

You chuckled, “I wasn’t the one running down the stairs this morning.”

Peter made a face at you before breaking out into a run, “Last one that gets to school pays for lunch!”

“No fair!” You whined, running after him, “You got a head start!”

The two of you always headed to school together, which caused some rumors to circulate that the two of you were dating.

Well, the rumors haven’t reached you or Peter yet.

Not for long though.

–

Even if Peter had a head start, you still managed to outrun him - maybe because you had pushed him a bit when you had caught up, but that didn’t matter.

You were sitting with Gwen and her boyfriend waiting as Peter got lunch for the both of you.

“Okay,” Gwen said, suddenly cutting her conversation with her boyfriend short, “Y/N, I thought you were my best friend - why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, aside from Peter, you are my best friend. And I have no idea what you're talking about. What didn't I tell you?" You asked, giving her a puzzled look.

She gave an exasperated sigh, "Do you seriously have no idea? The whole school is practically talking about it."

"Talking about what exactly?" You were getting more confused with every passing moment.

Gwen leaned forward, speaking in a whisper-shout, "That you and Peter are officially dating!"

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#3

perhaps…you and peter both being touch starved so when you start dating it’s so many cuddles, so much hand holding, always being near the other but never clingy👉👈

I can just imagine how adorable this is 🥺. If you want me to write this into a full fic - just let me know 👀

If somebody asked you and Peter who was more "touch starved" between the two of you. Both of you would probably just look at each other, laugh before saying that its both.

Ever since you started dating, Peter just couldn't keep his hands off of you. Literally.

He always needed to have an arm around your waist, a hand (or even just a finger) interlocked with yours, or just being near you in general.

Not that you minded anyway. You were just the same, if not worse.

Now, it was a nice Saturday night, you and Peter decided to take a small break from your homework to watch a little movie while being cuddled up on the couch.

The deadline wasn't in two days anyway.

Honestly, neither of you were paying any attention to the movie at all.

Peter was just quietly running his hands through your hair while you were busy drawing random patterns on his arms.

No words needed to be exchanged for the two of you to say how much you loved each other, how much you cherished each other.

A single touch was more than enough.

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@beloved-bucky, @hunnybunimdun, @andrewgarfield2022, @jasmin7813, @andrewgarfieldsbae, @spxiiee, @shaded-echoes-recs, @holy-macncheese-balls

522 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

#2

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a fic with andrew garfield where you have a abusive relationship with your toxic boyfriend and your super close with andrew and he tells you “I could be a better boyfriend than him” (like the dove cameron song) while you are kinda like cheating on your ex?

I completely understand if not! Thanks for your time and have a amazing day!

Better Boyfriend than Him | (TASM) Peter Parker

📝 Title: Better Boyfriend than Him

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: Peter will always be there to protect you, always. | 2.5k

🧧 Warnings: Abusive boyfriend, physical violence, mentions of physical violence, toxic relationship, bruises, mentions of a restraining order

💌 I kind off forgot to write about the "cheating part" and I was already 2.4k words in when I realized that - but, I hope you enjoy the fic nevertheless 😊 Anyway, Happy Valentines day everyone!

Peter learned that there were certain pros and cons of not admitting your feelings for your best friend.

Being able to preserve his long-lasting friendship with said best friend is one of the pros.

But the cons? He had to suffer the pain of watching the girl he loved on the arm of a guy who wasn’t him.

And they say that all is fair in love and war, right?

–

You sighed in front of the bathroom mirror, gripping the compact containing concealer tightly in your hand. You had two more bruises to cover up on your face and your long sleeved blouse would take care of the ones on your arms.

You knew that this was wrong. You knew that you should tell someone about it, especially Peter. But you can’t.

Mark had threatened that if you told anyone about it - he would hurt Peter.

Not that Peter couldn’t defend himself, he’s Spiderman for crying out loud, he swings from building to building and fights literal criminals that the police can’t even catch. Max wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

But the mere thought of your best friend (and the guy who your heart really belonged to) getting hurt was enough to get your mouth to shut.

You had promised to hang out with Peter at the bodega near school, starting to apply the concealer on your bruises - you knew that you had to hurry.

–

When you had arrived at the bodega, Peter was boredly skating around - eyes immediately lighting up the moment he saw you.

Next thing you knew, he had engulfed you into a hug with a smile that reached from ear to ear.

“Cookie,” he smiled, the childhood nickname floating delightfully in the air, “how are you?”

“Bug boy,” You chuckled, “we just saw each other in all of our classes this morning.”

“So?” He said, “I wanted to know how you are now.”

“Well, I’m doing fine, if that’s what you wanted to know.” You said.

Being the overprotective and loving best friend he is, Peter then asked, “How about Mark? Is he treating you well?”

You gave a nervous chuckle trying to give him a reassuring smile, “Yeah, he’s fine. He’s doing amazing.”

“Treating you like how you deserve to be treated?”

“Of course Peter, he’s my boyfriend not some kidnapper taking me hostage while waiting for ransom.”

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555 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Laurie’s Beloved | T.L.

📝 Title: Laurie’s Beloved

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: After losing a bet to Jo, Laurie has to write a letter to you. But what happens when you find the letter and think it’s for someone else? | 1.3k

“Jo, please I’ll do anything else.” Laurie begged as Jo held a triumphant smile.

“Rules are rules, Teddy. This is what you agreed to.” Jo reminded him.

“Please Jo, have mercy on me.” He pleaded, giving the girl a look.

Jo shook her head, “Nope.”

“Now what’s all this fuss about?” Meg asked as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Teddy won’t keep his part of the bet.” Jo said.

“Meg you have to help me!” Laurie said, walking to the eldest March sister.

Meg raised a questioning brow, “What’s his part of the bet?”

Jo smiled, knowing she had found an ally, “Since he lost the bet he has to write a love letter to his dear Y/N. Only now, he refuses to.”

A small smile reached Meg’s lips, “Well Laurie, a deal’s a deal.”

Laurie glared at the both of them, “You’ve got to be joking! I swear all of you are teamed up on this.”

—

It took him a week to finish the letter. Not because he found it hard to pour out his feelings for you. But because he wanted to find the right, the perfect words to express just how much he loves you and how much you mean the world to him.

“Happy now?” He asked, handing the fresh letter to a beaming Jo.

“A bit.” She cooed as she read the letter upon Laurie’s request to improve anything that would embarrass him - especially grammatical and spelling errors.

“What do you think?” Laurie asked nervously as the silence grew, “Is it bad?”

Jo shook her head, giving him a smile, “Surprisingly, it’s rather wonderful. Did you have some kind of poet write this?”

He furrowed his brows, “No. I wrote that myself.”

“Hm.” Jo hummed, giving the letter another look through, “There’s only one thing missing then.”

“What’s that?” Laurie asked.

Jo’s smile seemed almost wicked, “To give it to her.”

Once she had uttered this words, she stood up and dashed in the direction of your house.

Fear started to run through Laurie’s veins as he chased after Jo.

But, Jo was faster than him and arrived at your door within minutes.

She quickly rapped a knock on your door, clutching the letter behind her back while Laurie stood by the side, horrified.

Just as his luck was getting worse, you were the one who opened the door.

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662 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

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[tinygamertris]

Thanks for the tag, @martilyongabo!

It was a real trial to only put one Masayoshi Soken piece on here, because his work the last few years has been astronomically good and pulled me into Final Fantasy 14 through sheer awesomeness.

Scream, Masayoshi Soken, from the 6.3 FFXIV update. A catchy, creepy song that I would legit love to perform once my voice settles into its new register a bit more.

The Room Where It Happened, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Hamilton: An American Musical. Really catchy and really on-point with how Politics never really changes.

Silent Hill, Dan Bull. Another great creepy one with a hook that sinks right in and doesn't let go, it makes me miss the early Silent Hill games even more than usual.

Dream A Little Dream Of Me, Bing Crosby and Bob Scobey's Frisco Dance Band. Love me a little swing, love me a little jazz, love me the whole sound from the 1920s through 1930s. Hard to get good quality stuff though.

Smut, Tom Lehrer. His entire catalogue is free on https://tomlehrersongs.com/albums/ at the moment, and this is one of my favourites. Silly and dirty, happy and fun, just like all his work.

Tagging: @nagiru, @theshatteredrose, @themidgardlibrary, @pixel3603, and @gallusrostromegalus but only if you're interested.

5 songs

[lin-manhell]

Jealousy

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol, Smut (NSFW), Jealousy, A bit of Public Smut but not much, language.

Prompt: “I bet you think you’re really cute letting them put their hands all over you. We’ll see how cute you look later when I get you home.” and “Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.”

A/N: This is my first smut so It’s probably not the best, but enjoy!

You were currently at the Oscars party with what it seemed like hundreds of celebrities and hundreds more of people who loved Lin and were trying to get his attention. This was supposed to be a night where Lin could hang out with you and take a break after being on stage 8 times a week, but it seemed like everything was keeping you two apart. It started with you walking in with Lin by your side, smiles on your faces, and he got dragged away almost immediately.

Now here you are, sitting at a bar, a bit tipsy, watching as women flirt with your husband a few yards away. Jealousy flowed through your veins and you chugged the last of your drink. Two can play this game. 

“What’s a pretty lady like yourself doing alone here?” A tall man grabbed the stool next to you and sat down next to you. He was familiar, but your brain wasn’t focusing too much on it.

“Being too sober,” you replied, staring at your empty glass.

“Well, how about I get you another drink?”

“That would be nice,”

A few drinks later and you were on the dance floor, drunk, in another man’s arms and your husband still on your mind as you glanced at him. He still had women around him, all of them trying to grab his attention, but his eyes were on you, and he didn’t seem happy. You smirked and realized he was getting jealous. Perfect. 

The man you were with was putting his hands on your back, occasionally moving them around your body. You didn’t feel anything for him, but this would be the way to get Lin to pay attention to you. You felt sober again, as you felt his eyes glaring daggers at the man and yourself. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your arm and you looked up to see Lin. He took you from the man and dragged you outside. 

He wasn’t talking, his eyes wouldn’t even meet yours. You could tell he was extremely jealous by the way he was acting and the way his muscles were all tensed. He called up a cab and on the way there, he finally growled, his voice deep and strained, “I bet you think you’re really cute letting them put their hands all over you. We’ll see how cute you look later when I get you home.”

You felt his voice go straight to your core and you realized how much trouble you were about to be in. Your thighs suddenly squeezed together, trying to get some friction. You then felt Lin’s hand on your thigh, and looked up. His eyes were almost black, with a combination of lust and jealousy. His hand slowly went up your dress, to your undergarments, as he started tugging them down. You realized he was about to fuck you in the back of a taxi, or at least finger fuck you. 

“Lin-” you quietly moan.

“Shh, you wouldn’t like to be heard now, would you?” he chuckled.

Two fingers were now inside you, and you were just trying not to make a noise. His fingers curled inside of you and you were seeing stars. You started to grind into his fingers, trying to get more friction, but he stopped, pulled his fingers out, and licked his fingers to get your wetness off of them. You frowned because you were very wet and close with no relief, but were slightly relieved because you wouldn’t get caught.

The taxi stopped and you realized the other reason why he didn’t let you finish. Needless to say you were probably not going to be able to walk tomorrow. Lin paid the driver and stepped outside with you on the side of him, trembling slightly.

As soon as you got inside, the door was closed and Lin pinned you to the door; his mouth against yours hungrily, his hands on every part of your body. His lips left yours as he grabbed your frame and brought you to the bedroom.

Next thing you knew, your clothing was all on the floor and his suit was still fully on. 

His fingers were in you again and as he was finger fucking you his eyes met yours. His gaze was so desperate and lust filled; you felt the knot form quite quickly as you squirmed under his gaze. Your moans were filling the room and you were practically shaking at this point. 

“Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.” 

“Lin,” you moaned “I’m about to-”

“Not yet,” His fingers were still hammering into you and it was extremely difficult to hold back. Suddenly, his fingers were gone and you whined in protest.

You looked up to see Lin slowly undressing, just to make you watch patiently, knowing you could do nothing without getting a worse punishment. Your core was throbbing and there seemed to be no relief. 

Finally he was undressed and he reached to the dresser to grab a condom. After putting it on, he slammed into you with no warning and your moans and screams filled the room again. Lin’s name was the only thing on your tongue, his mouth on your neck- leaving marks that will surely be visible for a while.

“You are mine, cariña. Mine.”  

You came undone at his words, but he wasn’t finished yet. If anything, his thrusts became more intense. You were seeing white and could feel another knot quickly forming. After you came for a second time he filled his condom and started slowing down. He stopped and slowly pulled out, and exited the room to throw out the condom. He entered the room again and laid down next to you, his hands caressing your face.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?”

You shook your head tiredly.

He pulled you closer to him and gently rubbed your back. Your eyes slipped closed. Before you lost conscious you heard him say,

“I love you. So much. Damn, you have no idea what you do to me.”

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This 1Kinktober is to celebrate 1000 followers! 🎉. Also, the 1st anniversary of my first fic posted on this blog is 10/25! 🥳

I’m so humbled an honored that you chose to follow me. Love you ALLLLLL! 😘

Fics Will be posted at 4pm EST M-F and 2 pm EST ON Sat. and Sunday. Comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated!

Here is the Calendar of Kinks!

Dates in October

Thigh Riding Bottle Rocket-Sebastian Stan/Chris Evans

Lactation Kink Choices-Chris Evans

Filming Angel Baby- Jake Jensen

Spanking Never Been Kissed-Lin Manuel Miranda

Hand Kink Definitely, Possibly -Daveed Diggs

Public Sex Sorry Not Sorry -Chris Evans

Voice kink/Phone sex Very Merry - Rafael Casal

Cock warming Validation- Bucky Barnes

Breeding kink/Cum play Situationship - Chris Evans

Voyeurism Shake It Up- Sebastian Stan/Chris Evans

Praise kink Only Bad Choices- Rafael Casal

Clothing kink Nice and Slow-Janthony

Size kink The Fit and the Feel- Chris Evans

Creampie Posession- Bucky Barnes

Light BDSM Amnesia- Rafael Casal

Face Riding Make it Hot -Johnny Storm

Anal Little One- Ari Levinson

Wax Play Sensation-Bucky Barnes

Brat taming Couples Therapy Lin Manuel Miranda

Hair pulling Definitely Yes- Daveed Diggs

Breath play Tranquility-Rafael Casal

Begging Salutation- Bucky Barnes

30-yr old Virgin AdorkableChris777- Chris Evans

Coercion Coercion-Ransom Drysdale

Toys FS14:Time to Play -Daveed Diggs

Edging Lesson Learned -Rafael Casal

Cuckholding Spin it ‘Round -C Evans/Sebastian Stan

Clit slapping Fuck Me Heels-Andy Barber

Threesome Round Two-Bay Boys

Multiple Those Who Seek Release Select Avengers

The Absolute Point Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes

Notice: I Do NOT Consent to my work being reposted, translated or presented on any other blog or site other than by myself.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

I hope you enjoy!

[captain-cheeseboi]

I'm not gonna be able to take hermes seriously because each time he comes on screen I'm just gonna be picturing this

[lilhawkeye3]

lol Lin Manuel Miranda as Hermes? what Dionysus drinks were the casting crew having

[goaways-stuff]

Nights In

Lin-Manuel Miranda x transmale! reader

Word Count: 2,340

Warnings: smut, oral, post-op reader, trans genitalia, mentions of AFAB body parts, unprotected sex

A/N: This trans reader has had top surgery and has been on hormones, but has not had bottom surgery, so there is mention of female genitalia in this story. I did my best to avoid using female vocab though. Also, no disrespect to Mr. Miranda, his sexuality, or his family, this is purely a work of fiction. I would also like to say that I do and will write for pre-op and pre-HRT trans readers. I also apologize for any mistakes.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

The night was young. The sky had a light blue cast over as stars were trying to shine through. Lin had his first day off in god knows how long and decided on a movie night with you. A great way for him to decompress while still spending time with you.

Smells of popcorn filled the house; a soft glow from the TV lit up Lin's face as he clicked through Netflix, undecided on what to watch. You brought in your favorite blanket as well as drinks to go with the popcorn.

You took your spot next to Lin on the couch, cuddling close to him. He looked down at you with a raised eyebrow and a soft smile.

"I see I was missed," he chuckles. A light blush swept over your face as your stomach swirled.

"Yes, very much so," you replied, hiding your face in his shoulder, playing coy. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer, kissing your head. Truth is, he missed you just as much, if not more. How he wished you could've been there with him, but he knew you had your own work to do and your own places to be. Maybe next time, you could come with him so he wouldn't get so lonely.

"What movie were you thinking about?" You asked, dragging him out of his thoughts.

"Honestly, I don't know. Too many to choose from," He sighed.

"Let me choose then," You said, trying to take the remote. He held it away from you, extending his arm out from the couch.

"Liinn," you whined. You climbed over him, straddling his lap. You lovingly looked at him in his eyes, leaning in slowly. You gave him a soft kiss before deepening it. He let himself relax into the kiss, and his arms came to hold you. You took his distraction as your moment and took the remote, promptly taking your seat back next to him.

"That was totally unfair," He grumbled. You just smiled and put on a murder documentary. "No- Y/N, absolutely not. We're not watching another one of your murder documentaries!"

"Why not?"

"What if you get ideas?"

"Lin, baby, I could never kill you. You're way too cute. I mean, just look at this face," You said, pinching his cheek and baby talking to him. He pushed your hand off and made a fake angry face. You laughed and hugged him, patting his head. He leaned into your touch, relishing in it as he had longed for it when he was away.

You pulled the blanket close, snuggling close to him. His arm went back around you, and your head lay on his chest.

You had missed him so much, it was almost overwhelming. You craned your neck to kiss his cheek, then moved down and gave soft kisses to his neck. His hand squeezed tighter around you. You smirked into his neck, continuing the kisses. You straddled his lap, going from kisses to soft nips.

"Y/N, my love, don't start something you can't finish," He said, a little breathless. You took this as your cue to start slightly grinding your hips. His hands went around your waist as you were now looking into his eyes. You leaned in closer to him, glancing down at his perfect lips before he closed the distance between the both of you.

His hands guided your hips; he could feel his dick waking up. Your lips on his were perfect. He wanted more and his head was starting to get that fuzzy feeling as the blood in his body started to go elsewhere. He became suddenly more aware when the TV started talking about more horribly gruesome things about murder.

"Baby, I love you, but I'm not going to fuck you while a murder documentary is playing," Lin said, pulling away.

You laughed and scrambled for the remote, changing it from the show to playing sensual music.

"Much better," Lin muttered. He took you in his arms and flipped you over so he would now be on top. His mouth went to your neck, giving small nips, leaving his mark. He moved down, tugging at your shirt, asking for permission. You took it off for him. He took a sharp breath in, taking in you and all of your glory. Your instinct was to cover up even though Lin had seen your body many, many times. You knew that he didn't care about the scars from the top surgery or the chub at your stomach, but you cared. You couldn’t help but feel insecure. Lin knew this, so he held your hands in his, praising you.

"So handsome, mi amor, love you so much," He said in between kisses. His hands moved to your thighs, rubbing sensually. He looked up, asking for permission once again. You nodded. All you wanted him to do right now was to rip the clothes off the both of you and fuck you into next Sunday. But he was going to take his time. The pants came off, leaving you in your underwear. You felt exposed. You tugged on his shirt, wanting to even out the playing field. He reached behind him, pulling it up and off of his body.

You pulled him back up to you. Your hands went to his shoulders, feeling his body. He was stronger than he looked. You could feel the muscle under your fingertips. The rest of him was perfect as well. His chest and stomach were perfectly soft, the best for cuddling. You loved him so much, every part of him.

He made his way back down, kissing your body on his way, leaving red marks that would later turn a deep purple. His hands went to your underwear, pulling them down slowly. Much too slow for your pace, so you kicked them the rest of the way off.

Lin was amused by your impatience. He spread your thighs, placing soft kisses on the inside, making his way up. Your stomach was overwhelmed with butterflies. Anticipation was getting the best of you.

"Lin, please," You whined, pushing your hips up to him.

"Patience, cariño," He said. "I'll make you feel so good, but let me take in what I've been missing first."

You fought the urge to whine because that was really sweet. Lin was a sweetheart. He took pleasure in pleasuring you. He continued kissing your thighs, massaging them, whispering praises to you and your body. Now, you couldn’t help but feel sexy. You felt wanted and loved.

His face was inching closer to where you needed him. Fuck, please, Lin-Manuel, you thought, hoping he was finally going to pleasure you in the way you needed.

A noise that you would not later admit to, escaped you as he finally put his mouth where you needed it most. Your hands flew to his hair, tugging the strands and pulling him closer. Your back arched as he sucked and licked in ways that made your vision blur.

"Oh, Fuck, Lin- please. More please," You had been reduced to a whining, begging mess all by his mouth. He alternated swiping his tongue over your t-dick and sucking it. At your plea for more, he added a finger, curling it up, hitting the special spot inside you. You were a blubbering mess, begging him for more, to not stop, praising him for how good he made you feel. He added a second finger, adding to the sensations. You could feel yourself getting closer. Your muscles were going stiff as your thighs wrapped around Lin's head. His hand went to your stomach, pressing down softly. Your eyes were screwed shut as feelings of euphoria started taking over. You reward his actions with moans of his name, a sound he could never get tired of. You fought hard to hold back, not wanting it to be over just yet. Lin could tell.

"Don't hold back, baby. Let go for me." Lin was breathless. You forced your eyes open to see him with a blissed-out look on his face and grinding his hips into the couch. The sight alone was enough to send you over the edge. But the sensations of him talking into you combined with the slight burn from his stubble only added to it. The rubber band was snapping, and there was no turning back.

Bliss overtook you. Your back arched at an impossible angle, your legs shook as the waves crashed through your body, and your hole closed tight around his fingers. Your eyes screwed back shut, completely unable to open them now. You tugged tight on his hair with one hair, the other going to his shoulders and gripping, leaving crescent-shaped marks in their wake. You felt a wetness leave your body, but you were too overwhelmed with pleasure to be embarrassed.

"Fuck yeah, baby, that's it. Let go for me, give me all you've got."

God his voice was sexy. Cries of his name left your lips as he drug out every last bit of your orgasm. The waves were subsiding as your body trembled. Lin slowed down, taking his fingers out and cleaning them off with his tongue before doing the same down there.

"Taste so damn good, mi amor. Can't get enough of you."

Lin was painfully hard and still in his pants, made apparent to you when he removed them before climbing on top of you. He let his head fall to kiss your neck gently while you caught your breath.

"Love you so much, baby. Missed you so much. I never wanna be away from you this long again," He praised

He lifted your legs around his waist, catching your eye and asking for permission. You nodded, looking up at him with doe eyes. He held himself up with one arm, the other, he moved to your hand, holding it as he entered you.

The stretch was delicious. He leaned down, kissing you deeply, this time with no distraction. Your other arm went to his shoulder, holding on tight as he started moving. He quickly found his rhythm, moving his hips hard and fast. You all but screamed at his pace, the pleasure was overwhelming. Your hand squeezed his tight and pulled him closer with your legs.

His cock hit all the right spots. His shaft rubbing against your special spot and the tip hitting the deepest spot inside you. Lin removed his hand from yours, snaking it down in between the two of you, expertly playing with your t-dick. Your now free hand flew to his shoulder, your arms and legs now wrapped around him. He hit his thrusts harder, causing you to arch your back and drag your nails down his back. The pain fueled him. Goddamn, this man had great stamina for a 42-year-old.

Your hole clenched around him as you felt yourself growing close again. "Lin, please, I'm close," You moaned.

"Hold it for me, baby," He said, voice strained. Fuck you would do anything he asked. He sounded so hot. Groans and grunts escaped him, and his own pleasure was apparent on his face. You clenched around him particularly hard and a little moan escaped him. The sounds he made threw you off the edge.

You couldn’t help it. His cock was hitting all the right places, the noises he made were so unbelievably sexy, his fingers, playing you like an instrument had all snapped the rubber band. Your legs shook as you squirted on his cock. You were going to have to deep-clean this couch later.

He couldn't even be mad. Seeing you orgasm like that was so incredibly hot. The rubber band was winding up in him now. His stomach was taut. He fucked into you impossibly harder, he was losing control. "Fuck, baby. So fuckin hot. Love it when you cum all over my cock. Fuck- so tight."

You couldn’t tell if your last orgasm had never stopped, or if this was a new one coming, but the rubber band had been replaced and wound up in you again. "Fuck, Y/N, I'm close. You got one more in you?" You nodded quickly, unable to speak as pleasure was overtaking you fast. You were overstimulated in the best way possible as aftershocks from the last orgasm started combining with this one. Lin's thrusts became more sloppy as his cock begged for release. "Yes, that's it baby, let go for me, fuck you feel so good."

Lin couldn’t hold back anymore. You were begging him to cum inside you, and boy did he fulfill your wish. His balls tightened as his cock pumped his cum deep inside you. His tip felt almost overwhelmingly sensitive as the sensation spread through the rest of his cock. Aftershocks of your orgasm only added to the sensation. He could no longer keep his eyes open. He moved slowly now, milking every last drop of both of your orgasms before coming to a stop.

You both hissed as Lin moved out, his cock going soft once more. He stayed on top of you for awhile, catching his breath and relishing in the high. He peppered light kisses to your face, starting his aftercare routine.

Once he was able, he stood up and picked you up, carrying you to the bathroom. You used the toilet as he started a warm bath for the two of you. He put the bubble bath solution in and climbed in himself. You followed shortly after, sitting in between his legs. Lin wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your head. You leaned back into him, letting your head rest on his shoulder.

"You did so good for me, baby. I love you so much," He said softly.

"I love you too, Lin-Manuel," You turned your head to kiss him, smiling into it.

The night had grown old now. The sky was pitch black and the stars shone brightly through the sky. While the movie night had been long forgotten, this was much better.