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[inkykeiji]

hi clari!! its cupcake! ohh the prompt idea is soooo much fun!!! could you do something with bmb Dabi and number 22?? i could totally see them being on a walk or something and I think it could be really cute!!

prompt: footbridge series: break my bones warnings: use of the word daddy/referenced daddy kink, toxic relationship, reader is female and quite bratty words: 1.1k

It’s one of those slow, lazy summer days, where time drips by in syrupy drops, thick and viscous and sugary-sweet. 

The sun wanders between fluffy clouds, seeming to sway with the wind, the slight but constant breeze gliding between the willows and the blossoms and the blades of overgrown grass, and everything is languid, everything is lax, everything is nice. 

Which means you are bored. 

Of course. As always. 

“Don’t you dare get on that tree trunk,” Dabi warns from his spot on the ground, hands laced behind his head, eyes staying shut as he speaks. 

“What? How did you—”

“Because I know you, and I can hear your footsteps,” a singular eyelid lifts to fix you with a pointed look, holding your stare for a moment before slipping shut again, Dabi’s head snuggling back into his palms. “I can hear you tiptoeing toward the river. I knew that fallen trunk was going to be trouble the moment we got here.” 

“You’re way too damn perceptive,” you grumble, and he can hear the pout rapidly forming in your voice. 

“Wouldn’t be any good at my job if I wasn’t,” he quips.  

“Why can’t I get on the trunk? I want to cross the river.”

“The river is shallow, take your shoes off and walk across like a normal person.”

“The river is nearly up to my waist.”

A lid lifts again, this time with a raised eyebrow, and he smirks, a sloppy quirk up of a corner of his lips. “So? Your dress is nearly short enough to not get wet anyway. Just hike it up a little more while you walk across and you’ll be fine.” 

“But that isn’t the fun way,” you whine, pout in full force—brows furrowed, forehead crinkled, nose scrunched—with your arms crossed over your chest, and Dabi’s surprised you don’t stomp a foot.

Brat. 

“I don’t care what the fun way is, if you fall and break a bone it’s my fucking head on the chopping block. You are not walking across that damn tree trunk.” 

“Oh yeah? Watch me.” 

Really, he should’ve known, should’ve expected this to happen. His word barely holds any weight at all when it comes to you, and his threats of I’ll tell Daddy! are most often met with blasé Go ahead’s and/or flippant I don’t care’s, despite how serious or severe the transgressions might be, and the punishments that follow.

“If it bothers you so much then just come with me,” you say, as if it’s that simple, that obvious, already starting to pull yourself onto the trunk, using the scraggly roots as steps.

“You really are such a fucking brat,” he’s growling as he kicks his boots off at the edge of the riverbank with more force than strictly necessary. 

“Yeah, yeah,” you’re waving his complaint off with a delicate flick of your wrist, too concentrated on keeping your balance as you teeter on the rotting trunk slapped across the river—a crude imitation of a footbridge—rickety on the balls of your feet.

Dabi doesn’t even bother rolling up his jeans—Tomura really is going to have his fucking balls if you get so much as a goddamn scratch, he’s sure of it—as he trudges into the flowing water, crystal liquid quickly lapping at the charcoal denim, which eagerly sops it up.

“Unbelievable, fucking unbelievable,” he’s muttering to himself as he walks along with you, arms outstretched as a precautionary measure, willing and waiting and ready to catch you if you come tumbling down.

“Shh,” you hiss at him, though there’s a smile on your face. “You’re breaking my concentration.” 

“I’d really like to break something else right now.”

“Cheesy, Dabi,” you glance at him through the corner of your eye, smile spreading. “Very cheesy, but I appreciate it.” 

The wood is slippery; one wrong step and you’ll be twisting an ankle and toppling into the water, the rubber of your shoes having already skidded across the wood twice, each gifting Dabi with a mini heart attack, followed by a string of curses. 

“Why don’t you ever fucking listen to me?” 

The question is sighed out from tattooed lips with his eyes kept steadily on your feet, aiming for exasperated nonchalance, despite the fact that it’s been gnawing at his stomach, his brain, his heart for weeks now. 

“I dunno,” you shrug, and the action nearly causes you to lose your footing, Dabi grasping onto your hand to stable you, automatic and instant, years of training put to good use. 

That’s not good enough, Dabi wants to spit at you, molars grinding the words to a choking dust. 

“I guess it’s because...I like your attention?” you peek at him through your lashes, almost as if you’re scared the answer is going to get you into trouble, features on the verge of a wince. 

And suddenly, everything stops. Rushing water turns to blood in his ears, and spikes of adrenaline surge through his veins, numbing like Novocain, muscles locking, bones freezing.

“You do?” 

It comes out more biting than he means for it to, laced with a caustic skepticism. 

“Of course I do,” you snort out the words, as if it’s abundantly apparent, as if he should know this already, fully looking over at him. “It’s just, uh,” you pause, chewing on the thought, eyes darting back to the trunk. Dabi’s hand squeezes yours just shy of too hard, twice—a silent encouragement, a desperate plea to continue. “You’re fun. Or, well, you can be, depending on the day.”

He’s not like your Daddy; he gives you what you want, he can’t fucking say no. He isn’t like Tomura, immune to your tricks and your charms, your pouts and your puppy-dog eyes. He’s weak. 

A flash of inexplicable anger, sharp and scalding, slices through his chest, charring flesh as it goes. 

But he isn’t given a moment to mediate on it, ears pricking up as rubber skids over bark again, and then you’re plummeting from the trunk and into Dabi’s waiting arms, skillfully and expertly catching you as if it’s second nature to him, as if it’s no feat at all. 

“See?” you huff out the word with a slight breathlessness, a wobbly smile on your face, but your hands are trembling, clasped tightly behind his neck, fingers twisting in the tufts of ink at the nape of his neck. “Everything was fine.”

“Next time,” he begins, words shoved through clenched teeth. “I want you to fucking listen to me.” 

And although he’s glowering at you with stormy eyes and a face twisted with rage, his arms are flexing, cradling you so tightly to his chest that it’s beginning to hurt, so tightly that you’re sure his handprints will streak your skin with broken blood vessels flooding beneath your flesh. 

“Yeah,” you say softly, though there’s a glimmer of mischief in your eyes, a spark that you can’t quite seem to snuff out. “Deal.” 

[viciousins]

' i'm never going to feel the way you do , so yeah . . . i think you should go on that date with him . i don't want you missing out because you're holding on to something that won't happen between us . ' @toheavens

[mishiisms]

ʚɞ

this was something. . incredibly new for misa. not the date part obviously but more on the ‘blind’ aspect of it. she liked to know just what she was getting into but this time, she’d been completely thrown in unbeknownst to who it was except the hint — a member of indigo which, wasn’t exactly helpful. but if a mutual friend had set this up for her and encouraged it as much as they did, she’d have to trust them. still, however, she couldn’t shake her nagging feeling of wariness, it almost — almost overtook the awkward nervousness she was currently trying, and failing to hide away.

she took a deep breath as she entered the nice looking restaurant in the heart of london, a shaky smile on her lips as she relayed the name she was given for the reservation before being shown to the table. the nerves only heightened as she noticed someone sitting at the table already, the main vocalist she finally pieced together in her mind, he was cute — oh god, was she late? misa had tried not to be so picky with her outfit but she didn’t think it took that long to get out the door. “hello. . hyun, right?” using his stage name as that was what she was more familiar with, the soloist gave him an awkward bow of her head as she moved to take the chair across from him. “hopefully you weren’t waiting long.” ➳ @myhyun

[zcsty]

‎ ࣪‎ ‎ 𖤐‎ ‧‎ ‎ ‎ closed    starter ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎───‎ ‎ ‎ m    /    f    /    nb ‎ ࣪ ‎ ‎ 𖤐‎ ‧‎ ‎ ‎ kayden    parker ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎. ‎ ࣪‎ ‎ 𖤐‎ ‧‎ ‎ ‎ plot    stuff ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎───‎ ‎ ‎ kayden    and    your    muse    finally    became    a    couple    but    now    have    to    navigate    through    timezones    and    skype    calls    .   ‎ ࣪‎ ‎ 𖤐‎ ‧‎ ‎ ‎ for    :    @elcctrified    .

‘    i    knew    it    was    going    to    be    hard    ,    obviously    ,    but    lately    it’s    been    feeling    impossible    .    ‘    speaks    to    the    hectic    schedule    that    he    has    to    remember    ,    as    well    as    the    time    difference    ,    leaving    slight    slots    in    both    of    their    days    for    this    ;    a    glimmer    of    one    another    on    laptops    for    a    couple    minutes    .    heart    wrenches    at    the    thought    of    not    being    around    for    a    couple    more    months    ,    even    evident    across    features    ,    but    ultimately    knew    that    time    physically    spent    together    would    be    totally    worth    it    .    ‘    if    i    have    to    suffer    all    this    just    to    see    you    ,    like    ,    damn    .    .    but    at    the    end    of    the    day    ,    you’re    worth    all    of    it    .    '

[dearfyodor]

theme theme theme so cute!! i hope your feeling better lovely zari sobs

aaaaa fank u !! <3 i figured i need 2 change things up if i’m gonna stay there for a lil hehe 🫶🏻

[sharkorok]

ooo u want me so bad

or…grumpy!enha being in luv w u

requested: nope

cw/genre: cursing, grumpy enhypen, fluff, humor, crack-ish, fem!reader, non-idol au, I wrote this during a zoom class, not proofread fuck it we ball, one joke about reader getting jumped?? anyways lmk if anything else should be tagged hehe

a/n: this was inspired by @macahoons grumpy enhypen texts that I just adored!!! Such a cute trope <3

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heeseung

-he’s the basketball team captain, always idly boasting about his talents and loves being first place

-the only exception is you.

-he will never admit it but he absolutely lets you win every time you find him at the basketball court and u challenge him to some dumb scoring game where u see how many baskets u each can get

-“OMG HI HEESEUNG!! :3” when u find him at the basketball court and he sighs but he’s trying not to scream at how cute u r lowkey

-ur all giggly when u keep beating him “hee r u even trying?” “I’m just having a bad day don’t even” like he isn’t completely distracted by the way you look when ur grinning at him

-“I think I can take ur place as basketball team captain!” “In ur dreams??” but he’d gladly give it up if you would keep smiling like that

-insists on walking you home from the court because “I’m not gonna be held responsible for you getting jumped”

-and the next time you catch him on the basketball court it happens all over again! <3

jay

-you can’t even finish saying “I’m cold” before his jacket is over your shoulders and he’s scolding you for not being prepared

-sitting down and your skirt is riding up? his uniform blazer is over your lap and he’s shaking his head

-“what would you do without me??” “do you want your jacket back then , jay?” “…no”

-while it’s also because he cares about ur wellbeing, he also just really likes the sight of you wearing his clothes and you smelling like his cologne

-you literally walk into the room and he’s immediately “y/n you need to buy a thicker jacket you’re gonna get sick” not even a good morning or anything…

-“don’t tell people ur wearing my jacket I don’t want them to get the wrong idea 🙄” but lowkey he wouldn’t mind at all

-gets so (internally) giggly when u sink into his jacket because it’s chilly

-finds excuses u give u his clothes at this point …the tiniest piece of lint on ur shirt and he’s handing you his blazer

-“u can keep it ig”

jake

-gets you tiny gifts and acts like he just randomly found them

-he totally went out of his way to find you two matching keychains but he doesn’t wanna admit that

-“y/n I just randomly found your favorite seasonal pastry. no big deal. don’t thank me.”

-BUT HE ALSO KEEPS EVERY GIFT U GET HIM OMGEEE, he has a whole area on his desk dedicated to notes, trinkets, stickers, if you drew on his paper he’ll tear the section off so he can keep it LOL

-will never admit that. to anyone. but gets pressed if you give gifts to anyone else because that’s his y/nnie!! giving HIS gifts to some rando!! D: the cruelty!!

-gets sooo dramatic if he doesn’t get at least a little doodle he’s texting you like you killed a man

-one time his friend asked if he could borrow a pencil and he was like yea man sure and then realizing it was a pencil YOU!! gave him he snatched it back so fast trust

-he’s so cutie patootie but internally…4 now…

-wishes he could get over himself and kiss you all over when you shyly present a little plush toy you won at a claw game he’s RAHHHHH !!!

-for now he’ll stick to “thanks 😒”

sunghoon

-he’s really protective over you me thinks

-but he’ll be really quiet about it, maybe a girl makes you upset and he sees and he’ll “accidentally” knock over her bottled water on her notes, a guy is talking shit about you and sunghoon is squaring up in the courtyard no questions asked

-“sunghoon u dont have to protect me” “it’s not about you” even though it’s totally about you and he will die defending your honor

-one time on your walk out of school a tree branch poked you and u were all like “oh owie : o” and he was following behind before GLARING the shit out of that tree branch…

-another time this guy made a degrading comment about you and sunghoon managed to find receipts on him cheating on his gf and posted it on the school newsletter…cuz he’s silly like that <3

-honestly it’s a little scary the lengths he’ll go for you and still refusing to admit he’s doing it for you

-he’s not really good at comforting you when you cry, so he’ll make sure to protect you from anything that could make you cry

sunoo

-he’ll always listen to you

-if someone said “sunoo can u go grab me a drink from the vending machine” he looks at them like they’re insane but if YOU’RE asking??? he’s sprinting down the hallways

-“it’s literally just because ur lips get all chapped when your dehydrated don’t get an ego,” while he’s handing you like…water purified in Antarctica sourced from glaciers with a little paper umbrella

-even smaller things, he prioritizes your advice

-“guys should I have hot pot or panera for lunch?” and a rando will go, “panera!” and hes dead silent but you go “oh you should totally get hot pot!!” and he’s basically booking a reservation

-probably “accidentally” books a reservation for two and forces you to come since “it’s a waste of table space” if no one else does lol

-also if you don’t like someone he doesn’t like them either

-“sunoo are u friends with Ria?” “shes okay” “she said my makeup looked bad today :(“ and sunoo will act like he dgaf

-but next time you bring her up he scoffs and is all, “why even bother crying about her? she’s not worth your time and she’s annoying anyways” even though he’s never talked to this girl

-tldr ur word > anyone else

jungwon

-always speaks highly of you

-never to your face but he’ll always defend you when necessary, or speak up for you, or just praise you LOL

-“y/n actually scored higher than you, so idk why you’re bragging so loud” to some rando kid talking about test scores lmao

-or “y/n doesn’t like that snack get her another” when your friends are debating how to surprise you

-ur name is always in his mouth but positively LMAO

-brushes it off if you take note of this and says “people are just exaggerating, I barely talk about you, don’t get it twisted >:T” but everyone knows he’ll take any chance he can get to praise you

-“y/n is better tho” and everyone’s like?? who asked??

-it’s endearing but he doesn’t even notice it, he just is proud of you in every shape and form and since he can’t really express it around you he has to project it anywhere else he can hehe

-“jungwon do you think my hair looks okay?” says hee, looking for an actual answer. “y/n’s hair is nicer” responds jungwon, not missing a beat.

-“did you guys know y/n got a 100? isn’t she smart? don’t tell her I said that.”

niki

-does things for you without you asking and then acts like it’s a habit

-it is definitely not a habit for him to run out of his seat to pull out your chair for you, but he insists he literally does it for everyone (he doesnt)

-opens your capped drinks before handing them to you, stops you suddenly to tie your shoelaces, sends you photos of notes if you missed a day..

-“y/n you’d literally be hopeless without me” but he’d be hopeless if anyone else helped you because it’s his job!!

-it makes him feel special when he gets to do so many acts of service for you, for some reason he doesn’t mind running errands or whatnot, he’d much rather he be the one who does it than anyone else

-“y/n u forgot a hair tie today?? ur lucky I brought one” knowing damn well he brought it specifically for you ☹️☹️ cutie

-if the train is full you don’t even have to ask and he’ll let you take his seat “y/n you have weak legs, you need to sit”

-he secretly loves being someone you can rely on, no matter how much he denies it <3

[velvrei]

hiii first of all i luv ur writing sm:33 would u consider writing smth fluffy w logan w a mute! reader who signs? i feel like since logan's so old he would've picked it up over the years and it's so hard to find fics where the reader is mute 😖😖

logan with mute gf <3 (headcannons)

- at first, it took logan a while to finally fully understand how to communicate with you.

- but that man was in love with you.

- so he did anything he could to communicate with his future wife better.

- over the years, he took sign language classes, learning and figuring out how to communicate with his future wife.

- god, he loved you. so much. and he made sure to tell you everyday through sign.

- there were little moments where he would mess up, but it would just turn into you both laughing about it, because he signed the wrong thing.

- like one time, you asked logan what he wanted to drink, and he meant to sign water, but accidentally signed for alcohol.

- he wasn’t exactly complaining you brought him a glass of wine, but after he explained to you it made him chuckle at himself.

- he protects you like crazy. someone even talks about you being mute in a slightly bitter tone, he will immediately shut them down and tell them to shut the fuck up

- he is secretly a big teddy bear around you especially sense he gets to communicate with you through his hands, which he got better at over the years!!

…

a/n: hi anon! i tried my hardest with this, i didn’t want to mess anything up because i myself am not mute but still wanted to fufill your request best as i could so i researched a little :) lmk if all my info is correct!! <33

[totallybloated]

Hi!!! First of all, you guys have been SO NICE to me, and I just wanna say I luv u all so much mwah mwah mwah! Second of all, I am SO SORRY for not uploading anything, college is hard (obviously) and I’ve had no time to do anything. Since you guys have showed so much support I thought I’d upload another clip from my past bloat. I told you guys I had more burps I just couldn’t upload multiple vids at once!! Hehe! The original vid is around 20 mins long, if you guys would like.. maybe I could upload it on YT…? But other than that.. lmk if u guys like longer or shorter clips pls. :) <3

Also, the burps in this video felt soooo good to release. I wish I had one of you guys here to help massage and force them out of me. I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? 😋

I’ve been planning on recording another bloat soon, so look forward to that. But anyways! I love you guys soo much, thank you all for everything.

And for anyone who messages me or sent a question, IM SO SORRY! I will get back to you guys soon. I haven’t been very active on Tumblr at all. Anyways! Bye for now, but I’ll see you all very soon! Mwah! 🤭 🫶

[itsthecline]

the greatest chapter three

it girl!reader x drew starkey smau

summary rob is messyyyyy

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robert_rausch life in the villa. thanks for having me y’all!

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username ohhhh rob my love

username body tea on my girls

username imagine treating y/n like dogshit for the entire season and then posting her after like nothing happened🙃

username ur so fucking hot idk about the red flags

kendallwashington what a time!

↳ yourusername ily<3

username this is messyyyy robert!

↳ username why??? he didn’t do anything

↳ username i think bc y/n is getting noticed by drew starkey rn. rob tryna mark his territory like some dog🤷🏻‍♀️

username photo lowkey eats

kaylor.martin ❤️❤️❤️

username timing is crazy on this post

username my country boyyy

yourusername wait i luv this photo?

↳ robert_rasuch ig i’m just good like that

username okay but give me a chance pls rob. break my heart. i’m begging atp.

username never forget what u did to our girl y/n, robert🤮

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liusaszn6 drew starkey followed y/n on instagram along with his coworkers and sister, brooke, yesterday! this was after y/n tweeted and deleted her first tweet since coming home that said “since i’m all famous n shit now this is me shooting my shot with drew starkey: hi i love u pls marry me” and deleted it five hours later. drew replied to the tweet as did madelyn cline and jonathan daviss. and today, rob posted a throwback photo with y/n in it for the finalizing of love island season six!

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SEX AND THE CITY🥂

leah boo🐴

so……. are we going to talk about it?

ree💓

celebrity crush following you is crazyyy, y/n

y/n🪩

CRAAAAAZY BRO

HE PROBS SAW ME GIVE ROB A LAP DANCE😩

WHY ME

naynay🤍

go get ur man right now😭

y/n🪩

no bc why the cast of outer banks bullying me?

but in a cute way🤭

leah boo🐴

coming out the villa turned out sooo good for u

ree💓

you have a type…

y/n🪩

i got a text😀

DREWSTARKEY SENT YOU A MESSAGE!

an it happened! first interaction in the next chapter! do y’all like the shorter , faster chapters? or would you want longer chapters?

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[inkedesires]

Nellie had yet again posed a story idea to her editor and yet again, had been shot down. 'A woman's place is writing the women's interest pages. You know, lots of other places wouldn't've even let a woman do anything but serve coffee..' Square one felt so familiar, it didn't even seem sensible to call it square one. It felt more like square 101. It felt like rejection after rejection after rejection. And while the feeling was a close cousin to abandonment, that feeling most commonly resting on her shoulders and making her heavy, it never stung any less.

And it, like many of her feelings, drove her to crave silence and isolation. Solitude was the best thing for Nellie when she was in a mood like this one. She could try to call the twins, but it was a toss-up whether her mother would even answer, or put them on the phone if she did.

She hated the hot tracks her own tears made down her cheeks, and hated them even more so when she collided with another person, someone with the privilege of seeing her at her very worst — a sight many in town would do just about anything for.

And then, of course, she was all over-exaggerated fury; flustered and embarrassed. "You can't watch where you're going?!" She turned her face away, palms furiously swiping at her cheeks. "There are other people here besides you!"

open starter ✼ @swstarters where ✼ birch bay beach when ✼ just before noon

'Seize the day,' Louis's father would say as the first faint rays of sunshine peeked their way through thin curtains. Marseille's sea breeze would greet his nostrils with its sometimes pungent, salty kiss and linger in it until another more pleasant smell took its place. A flaky pastry of some sort more than anything else. Something the boulangerie (bakery) next door would call its 'delicacy of the day,' completely made up of ingredients no one would expect. That was what Louis missed everyday he woke up in a country that wasn't his own.

Sure, there was a large body of water at his doorstep, far deeper and vast than the Mediterranean sea, plenty sailable. But it was just that—a horizon as endless and unknown as the mind of his wealthy commissioner. Constantly changing with twists and turns of brilliance and madness. If he stared into the cluttered maximalist walls of his workplace any longer, he could very well lose his mind from the overstimulation. But now, he could rest.

Sleep-deprived but irreversibly caffeine-addled, Louis thought to expend his remaining energy taking a stroll along the boardwalk. The change of scenery alone put him in a better mood. Perhaps he could grab something to eat on his way back. A burger, maybe? Or— It wasn't until his shoulder collides into another that he returns to the present. "Merde," he swears to himself, now having to focus his attention on the individual he'd bumped into. "I... eh.. I'm sorry," Louis utters, half-dazed and blinking to register the interaction. "Let me help you with that."

[ilwonuu]

𐦍༘?can i 𐦍༘⋆

↬ choi seungcheol

𓇣 pairing- nonidol!cheol x fem reader, dom!seungcheol x sub!reader, bestfriend!cheol x fem reader, friends to lovers<3

𓇣 summary- your best friend calls you late at night for something other than a innocent hangout.

𓇣 warnings- dumb confessing love to each other, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, cum swallowing, kissing, MDNI, lmk what else

𓇣 a/n- this is just a random fic that u wrote a long time ago.. i liked it enough to post so lmk what you think!! should i write a part two? ALSO IM BACK FROM LITERALLY NOT POSTING FOR DAYS!!!! im posting a lot of fics today<3 luv u guys 😡

tossing and turning in your bed has gotten you wide awake. you’ve been trying to fall asleep for the past hour. it now being 1:30am as glance at your clock.

you sigh closing your eyes again before you start to get a call. you groan reaching for your phone. seeing it’s seungcheol you make a confused expression, pressung answer.

“cheol? it’s so late what’s up?” you question and he just sighs. “okay- um this is gonna sound crazy but can i pick you up? i’ve been thinking you all night.” he confesses. his voice sounding tense but lust filled.

“thinking about me? what do you mean?” you are beyond confused now, wanting him to explain it. of course cheol has said something like this to you before, but this time it feels different.

“just let me come get you and i’ll explain then. can i?” he asks. you don’t even know why but your mouth is immediately saying that you would love for him to pick you up.

you having no control when it comes to cheol. you sigh again as you force yourself out of the warmth of your bed to grab some pants to throw on.

quickly changing as you know cheol, how fast he would get to your house. speaking of, your phone lights up with a text from the boy telling you he’s outside. you slip on your slippers and head out of your house into his car.

“well good morning to you.” you say sarcastically as you get into the passenger seat. “can i just drive and explain? it’s kind of a lot to take in.” he starts to drive to your guys usual spot to watch the sunset. you couldn’t do that now obviously…

“so.. were you asleep when i called?” “no unfortunately i haven’t been sleeping very well and these were one of the completely sleepless nights.” he sighs not taking his eyes of the road.

“i’m sorry i hope you can sleep better tomorrow.” he says looking at you for a moment to give you a soft smile before finally arriving at your spot.

“are you gonna tell me why you wanted to pick me up at 2 in the morning?” you turn your gaze to him and he just nods. “don’t freak out okay-“ he cuts himself off.

“y/n- i’m in love with you. and everyday i’m more and more in love with you. i couldn’t get confessing to you off my mind. i wanted you to know in person.” he says looking at you for a reaction, response, anything.

“cheol i-“ he sighs thinking he already knows what you’re gonna say. “i know you don’t feel the same. i had a feeling you didn’t but i just need to tell you okay? it was killing me and i just don’t want anything to be weird now-“ you stop his words with your finger.

“cheol shut up. i’m in love with you too.” you confess as well catching him completely off guard. “wait are you serious? don’t mess with me that’s not funn-“ you cut him with a kiss against his lips.

“you believe me now?” he nods pulling you to kiss him again. “you don’t know how bad i wanted to do that.” he admits with a deep sigh.

“cheol-you know-i- me too.” his hands intertwined with yours. you feel so safe with him. you want nothing more than to be his. you want him to be yours.

“y/n i- please let me kiss you again.” and that’s how you ended up here. on your knees in the backseat next to your best friend, reaching for his dick as he fucks his fingers into you.

“cheol-“ he smirks down at you. “feel good baby? keep going.” you nod at his words finally pulling his dick out of his pants. shocked at the size of course. you have never been with anyone with a dick this big- nearly coming on his fingers.

“go ahead, let me see you baby.” he’s looking down at you with intimidating eyes. you give his dick a couple strokes causing him to hiss but mindlessly ruts his hips up with your hand.

you kitten lick the tip of his dick not breaking eye contact with him. a load groan erupting from him. his fingers are starting to fuck into you faster. your moans against him making him crazy.

“fuck just like- that. feels so fucking good.” his hips moving with your mouth as you fuck yourself back onto his fingers.

“look at you. o-oh fuck” your mouth speeding up on his cock. his fingers curling inside of you causing you to moan. you gag on his dick as his hips start to meet your mouth.

you cum on his fingers hard as you feel him start to fuck your mouth. he fucks his fingers into slowly before pulling them out to bring them up to his mouth.

he hums before groaning when he sees you looking up at him. he pulls his fingers out his mouth, his hand inching to your ass rather quickly.

“i’m gonna- fuck i’m coming. you’re so beautiful.” his cum shooting deep into your mouth as his hips fuck up with his groans.

you keep eye contact with him as you swallow. he groans trying not to fuck your mouth again. you sit up to kiss him.

“you’re so pretty.” he gives you a big smile as the two of you get dressed. you blush and look away from him. “want to come to my house?” he smiles at you.

[evanpeterswhoresblog]

I love your fics omg you're so talented

Can you make an adult world fic? Alex obviously. Like reader is working with him and Alex keeps pushing vibrators on her skin and laughing n stuff. Then she's sick of his shit right so then she goes to the back and does her thing out there but Alex keeps teasing her and he goes out back with her and he starts to like rub himself on her and put her hand on his boner. Stuff like that. Kinda non con but the reader likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.

Can you make Alex make the reader give him head too? If it's too much just do the teasing. Luv u <3

i tried my best to make this fit your request i hope i did alright, i’ve never really written anything non con i don’t even know if this fits as the category lol but either way hope you enjoy :)

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The Late Shift

Alex (Adult World) x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, slight non con, oral male receiving, sex toys (not used for sex tho), pretty rough sex tbh, lmk what else if i missed any

summary: as you and alex are doing your last work for the night, things take a different turn than what you expected…

word count: 2.2k

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You’ve never been big on sex. You like it of course. But you’ve never been one to experiment with sex toys or watch a ton of porn. So how you ended up working for a sex shop is a mystery. You were desperate for a job, and Adult World happened to be the closest, easiest place hiring. It’s been an easy job, for the most part. Except for one thing.

Your manager.

Alex is a good person, he’s funny, kind, and when you’re confused on anything he’s a great help. The only issue is how fucking attracted you are to him. You swear he’s the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. His dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes, he’s perfect. You’ve never wanted a guy more than you want Alex. It makes working with him hard, but so far, you’ve managed. Barely.

Right now, the two of you are unpacking new sex toys for the store. You talk casually, but you focus more of your attention on the crazy shapes and sizes these dildos are. Alex must notice your surprise.

“Would you ever use one of these?” He asks, holding up a glass dildo with patterns on it.

You chuckle. “I think that thing would tear me apart.”

“I’ve seen girls stick way crazier things up their pussy’s, like food and shit,” Alex replies with a laugh.

“So that’s what you jerk off to? Good to know,” you tease.

“Yeah, I bet you wanted to know. Just so you know, ff I go searching tomorrow night and find a video of you sticking a cucumber up your pussy, I’ll cum so hard.”

You feel your cheeks go red at his comment but keep your composer. Sometimes Alex says things that make you a little uncomfortable, but you know it’s all jokes so you don’t care too much. Plus, it gives you hope that maybe he has the same feelings for you.

“Hey y/n, get a look at this,” Alex says.

Before you can look you feel the vibrations on your skin. You flinch and push Alex’s hand away, but he keeps putting the vibrator on you. He’s laughing, you’re not. You don’t find his distractions entertaining right now. After a few seconds of this you slap the vibrator out of his hand and glare at him.

“Stop Alex, I’m trying to work,” you snap. He keeps laughing and with each second that passes you become more annoyed.

“It’s just a joke calm your tits. I’m the manager dude it’s not like we’re gonna get in trouble for talking,” he replies.

You huff. “Just, stop okay.”

“How about you stop being such a buzz kill,” he mumbles under his breath.

You ignore his comment and continue to unpack. Things are calm for a few minutes, before Alex gets his hands on another vibrator. He presses it against your cheek this time. You immediately slap his hand away again, but this time you stand up and try your hardest not to lose your cool. He looks up at you, about to speak, but you cut him off before he can.

“I’m gonna take this box out to the garbage,” you say, picking up an empty box that once contained a number of dildos and walking to the back door without listening to his reply.

You wonder why he’s being so difficult tonight. He typically talks a lot during your shifts together, but this is different. Usually, his jokes and comments aren’t too bad, why’s tonight different? You get to the back of the store quick and stuff the box into the dumpster. When that’s done you lean back on the brick wall, a sigh escapes your lips at the silence, it’s nice not hearing Alex’s voice. You grab your phone out of your pocket and start to text your friends back.

Sadly, your peace is interrupted after only five minutes. Alex calls your name from the door, telling you to come back in and help him finish before you guys have to close up. You silently curse but follow his instructions. You feel a bit bad; you know he’s not trying to make you upset, but he just is. You promise yourself you’ll try your hardest to tolerate him, after all you only have an hour left till the store closes. You can suck it up.

You’re walking down one of the aisles when Alex appears in front of you. You give him a small smile. You feel worse looking at his innocent face. Maybe you were overreacting.

“Sorry for walking out, I’m just tired and I want to go home,” you apologize.

“I get it, I’m sorry if I was being annoying, I really like making you laugh. Sometimes I try too hard,” he replies with a small laugh.

You smile. “That’s sweet.”

“You think so?”

You begin to walk toward him, toward the last unopened boxes. “Of course, I’m very flattered you enjoy my laughter. But anyway, how about we speed through the last of the boxes and go home early? You think they’ll notice?”

“Probably not,” he answers.

You’re close enough to him that you expect him to move aside so you can go to the unfinished work, but he doesn’t. Instead of moving he simply stares down at you, a strange look in his eyes. You know that look, you’ve looked at him like that. He wants you. If it were any other day, you’d be ecstatic. But right now, all you want to do is finish the tasks and go home. You look around him, trying to signal that you want him to move. He doesn’t.

“So, let's get this shit over with,” you say, clear as day about what you want.

He still doesn’t move. “You know y/n, you’re more fun when you aren’t taking this job seriously.” He steps closer to you, only a foot now separating the two of you. “I want that version of you right now.”

You laugh awkwardly. “Come on Alex, I just want to go home.”

“I’ll be quick, but I assumed you wanted something that would last longer.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and backs you up against a shelf. Your heart rate quickens, is this real? You stare into his eyes, a confused expression on your face. You’ve had dreams of this happening, but in all of them you wanted it, right now you don’t exactly want it.

“Alex...” you say. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you want this too,” he answers, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. He presses his body against you and you feel how hard he is, it makes you gasp. “I want it really bad.”

You don’t know what to say. Part of you wants to push him off you and run out of the store, but another part of you wants to see where this goes. You feel him start to rub himself against your leg, it makes you feel paralyzed. He’s too strong to push away, you think. It would be useless to try. So, you realize your fate lies with what Alex chooses to do.

He leans his head down, softly pressing his lips against yours. You can’t deny how long you’ve wanted this to happen. You just wish it wasn’t happening right this second. Nevertheless, you kiss him back, your mind adjusting to the knowledge that this is going to happen. You let him grope your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through your shirt. You even let him scoop you up in his arms and carry you to one of the desks in the back office. Though, you didn’t have much of a choice to start with.

He lays you down on a desk, his lips moving feverishly with yours. You can’t keep it together. His lips are moving so aggressively, they’re so soft. He bites down on your bottom lip and you groan into his mouth, the pain making that feeling between your thighs grow. He pulls his lips away and starts to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys behind as he takes your delicate skin into his mouth. You throw your head back and moan, he pushes your knees apart and fills the space with his body.

“Alex... are there any cameras back here?” You ask, your breath ragged as he sucks a spot near your collar bone.

“Course not,” he answers in a hushed tone.

“Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone comes in?” You’re second guessing this, maybe you should’ve protested more. The last thing you want is to have a customer come in and catch this.

“Just be quiet y/n it’s fine,” he responds.

You’re about to speak again, but that’s when he starts to rub one of his hands up your thigh and right between your thighs. You moan again as he starts to rub you through your pants. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it makes you feel like your body is floating.

He trails his kisses back up your neck until he catches your lips again. You kiss him hard, your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You buck your hips; you need more pressure. Alex understands this and presses his fingers harder on your jeans right over your clit. You’re so wet, you need him. You’ve never felt such desire for another human being.

“I want you to do something for me,” Alex says against your lips.

“Anything,” you reply without thinking, you’re too wrapped up on how good he’s rubbing you.

He pulls back and you open your eyes, he’s unbuckling his belt. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he pulls down his jeans, his hard cock very noticeable. He grabs your hands and pulls you forward till you’re off the desk. You’re confused until he pushes you down onto your knees, his crotch right in front of your face. You look up at him, he brushed a hand though your hair.

You don’t really want to suck his dick, but you’re too afraid of him forcing you that you don’t object. Instead, you pull him boxers down and stoke him gently. He sighs in pleasure and continues to brush his fingers through your hair. You don’t waste any more time. You start by slowly swirling your tongue around his tip, enjoying the way he whispers your name. After that, you lick down his shaft, you don’t like when dicks are dry down your throat.

Soon enough you’re deepthroating him, practically gagging on his dick. He’s a moaning mess, both his hands tangled in your hair. You don’t mind it as much as earlier. You even enjoy certain parts. Like how when you move your tongue as you suck, he’ll praise you, or how when you tighten your lips around him, he groans. With each sound that leaves him your panties become more and more wet.

When he’s close to cumming he pushes you off him, telling you to take your clothes off and lay back down on the desk. You do exactly as he says and before long, he’s back between your thighs, leaving wet kisses all over your body. You can’t handle how much you need him. The heart beat between your legs is all you can think of, and when he brushes his tip between your soaked folds you almost moan.

You grip his shoulders, your eyes locked on his. “Alex just fuck me already.”

“Someone’s needy,” he mumbled, his tone sending tingles throughout your body. He positions his tip at your entrance and leans down to connect your lips. “But your wish is my command.”

With that, he begins to fuck you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts at a pace that makes your toes curl. It’s so hard, so deep, so perfect. The desk rocks so hard you think the legs might break. You don’t even care. All you care about is that Alex doesn’t stop, not for anything.

He does though, but for a good reason. He pulls out of you and before you can even question it, he grabs you, flips you, and bends you over the edge of the desk. He resumes his thrusts, and you can’t help but moan loud enough that anyone in the store would be able to hear. You almost scream when he grabs your hips and pulls you back, his dick hitting right on your cervix over and over again. It’s almost too much for you to take.

He leans down after a few minutes and whispers in your ear, “You feel so fucking good y/n, it’s so hard not to cum.”

“Alex,” you moan.

“Are you close baby?” He breathes.

“Yes, please keep going,” you answer.

In minutes you cum so hard you swear you see stars. You moan Alex’s name so loud you’re sure everyone in the building next door can hear you. It’s the best feeling of your life. Your legs give out, Alex has to hold you up. Your nails dig into the desk, your whole face turns red, and you feel those orgasmic pulses throughout your entire body. He cums soon after you, pulling out and spilling his seed onto your back. You’re grateful, you forgot to tell him you weren’t on the pill.

“Well,” he says as you’re both still trying to catch your breath. “That was definitely better than unpacking those boxes.”

[luvv4j4ybe11]

Could you make fluffy headcanons for Lo’ak? Babie deserves some luv 🥹

YES!! I need more asks for lo’ak bc I love writing for my man😩

Warnings~ some suggestive themes, but other than that none! Just fluff<3

Dividers by ~ @cafekitsune

🎀 ~ babyboy actually adores you sm:( he’s such a little lovesick puppy it’s so cute

🎀~ like, one time you had to go away for a hunting trip, and the second you got back home he was practically glued to you. Telling you how much he missed you and how much he loved you:(

🎀~ loves when you play with his hair, or when you braid it (and ofc he does the same to u)

🎀~ ik we ALLL know it, but he’s such a “my love/ma tìyawn” , “ma” , “mama” “mamas”, typa guy and it SHOWS

🎀~ always checks up on you, like hes so in tune with you’re emotions. He can tell what’s bothering you just by your body language and breathing

🎀~ always convinces you to do dumb shit with him😭 and if you’re already naturally a reckless person you’d just add to his fire

🎀~ says “again” or “one more, mama” after kissing you (you always giggle and grant his wish ofc)

🎀~ holds and kisses you when you’ve had a bad day, having cramps or if you’re feeling a certain way:(

🎀~ always makes time for you, no matter what. He cares for you and he makes sure you know it.

🎀~ hates the people you hate, and if he catches them talking about you, you will be coming home to him with bloody hands and a bruised face.(the others looked worse tho!)

🎀~ will randomly compliment you when you’re doing something, just to see you get all giddy and excited

🎀~ hugs from behind, and amazing hand placement 😩

🎀~ “hyper bf 🫱🏽‍🫲🏾 hyper gf“

🎀~ loves to cuddle. Will literally pull you onto him (because he’s always taking advantage of how much more stronger he is than you) and force you to cuddle with him. And if you try to get off he’ll just lay on top of you!

“Lo’ak! Please! Get off of me! You’re too heavyy!” You shout, but he could care less. He was too busy shoving his face into the softness of your tits.

“I don’t care! You’ve been up for way too long and I need you to relax.” He demanded, pressing more of his body weight onto you.

You huff in annoyed, opening your mouth to say let out a snarky comment, but closing it the second he lifts his head up to glare at you like he knew what you were going to say. Finally making you submit to his advance, falling asleep under the comfortable weight of his body immediately.

🎀~ knows you have a tendency to overthink, so he’ll constantly be there to reassure you. And you always do the same for him.

🎀~ whenever he gets into in argument with his dad/ just has a bad day, he’ll always go straight to you. And you always know by the way his ears and tail hang all low and his his shoulders are slightly ridged, so without hesitation you take him into your arms (barley tho) and stroke his hair gently, allowing him to finally relax as he tells you briefly what happened.

🎀~ will pick you up randomly and throw you over his shoulder/ carry you bridal style. Especially if you’re talking to someone and he wants your attention ;(

🎀~ “bf that talks a lot 🫱🏽‍🫲🏾 gf that also talks a lot, but listens”

A/N~ here’s a lil sum before I start writing for “pandoras glow”! I kinda got a lil bored of writing this so I apologize if it’s a lil short😭 regardless tho I hope you enjoyed! Love you guys endlessly and stay safe💕

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[1ikethat]

ever    since    secret    had    been    divulged    to    fem    ,    she's    made    it    the    number    one    task    to    get    zavier    and    eve    together    ––––   how    she    wasn't    aware    beforehand    ,    she    didn't    know    .    the    look    of    love    her    friend    constantly    sends    homme's    way    was    incredibly    evident    and    cartoonish    .    knew    they'd    be    perfect    for    one    another    ,    they    get    on    so    well    while    working    .    they    all    did    ,    was    difficult    for    their    manager    to    stop    them    from    talking    and    giggling    every    evening    .    pout    appears    on    georgie's    lips    as    zavier    shakes    his    head    ,    pocketing    her    tips    as    she    waves    goodbye    to    her    last    table    brunette    turns    back    to    the    male    as    he    continues    to    explain    why    he    couldn't    date    eve    .    she's    not    you    .    jaw    drops    slightly    in    astonishment    at    the    confession    ,    where    had    that    come    from    ?    sure    ,    georgie    found    the    male    attractive    but    he    was    eve's    –––––    he    couldn't    like    her    .    '    you're    messing    with    me    ,    right    ?    '    fem    laughs    ,    a    little    awkwardly    as    she    tries    to    avoid    eye    contact    with    the    other    .    she    hopes    he's    messing    with    her    ,    it    would    ruin    everything    .    the    trio's    entire    dynamic    ...    obliterated    with    three    little    words    .    '    we    should    rewind    ,    pretend    we    never    had    this    conversation    .    '

𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏: ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏closed starter ( @likestyle ) .

actually    finds    pep    -    talk    about    the    third    party kind    of    endearing    which    speaks    to    how    good    of    a    friend    they    are    ,    having    heard    similar    speech    time    and    time    again . has    to    butt    in    after    what    seems    like    an    eternity    for    the    male    ,    bright    smile    on    male's    features    as    he    continues    to    take    the    other    in . ❝    don't    get    me    wrong    cause    i    usually    listen    to    you    when    you    speak    but    ,    like    ,    come    on .  . ❞    head    shakes    before    momentarily    turning    to    look    at    the    aforementioned    one    -    sided    love    interest    ,    to    no    avail    ,    now    able    to    turn    entirety    of    focus    back    to    the    task    at    hand . ❝    she's    cute    and    all    ,    sure    ,    she's    not    you    though    and    that's    the    problem . ❞

[saleeba]

thigh riding ; jude bellingham 🖤

summary ♡ i mean, literally what it says on the tin.

pairing ♡ jude bellingham x fem!reader

content ♡ 18+ (mdni), smut, established relationship, thigh riding ofccc, softdom!jude (?), dirty talk, reader is a whiny mess, tiny bit of cunnilingus at the start, lots of making out bc jude bellingham having the most perfect lips and me not putting them to work would be an injustice, teeny bit of tit play, 0 plot 100% porn

a/n ♡ (yet another repost since tumblr hates me & decided to delete the last one 🫠) anon hiiii tysm for the request and for the lovely compliment 🥺💘 i hope this is what ur looking for <33 pls lmk if u have any feedback/requests my luvs :3

“oh, oh my god,” you purr, legs akimbo on the soft couch where you’re engaging in all things sinful with your boyfriend who’s kneeling on the stone-cold floor, your back arching off the material which causes jude to moan from the way your pussy pushes further onto his face.

the room is cool but your bodies are lit with the fuel of arousal. you’re completely naked by the way, jude’s one remaining item of clothing being the tight black briefs that put a strain on his rock solid cock. to say you can only see the outline of it would be an understatement. you could have sworn you’ve seen it twitch at least three times.

he’s been at it for the best part of twenty minutes now, tongue dipping in and out of your wet hole, but most of his mouth’s focus is on your growingly sensitive clit, every muscle working hard to suck, tease and kiss the bundle of nerves.

you haven’t been given the gift of even one orgasm in those twenty minutes however, the requests coming from your boyfriend’s swollen and pussy juice-coated lips insisting on you not cumming just yet and if you can hold on now, i promise i’ll make it worth the wait, darling.

jude’s tongue laps increasingly faster as the seconds pass, your eyes almost getting wetter than your soaked cunt over how unfair he’s being right now. your hands restlessly pull at his dark ringlets of hair, the moans leaving your mouth starting to become even more frenzied.

“oh fuck, jude, please,” you elongate the last syllable of that plea to show how desperate you are to finish all over his plump lips and skilled tongue, spine curving even more in an attempt to make him change his mind; change whatever he’s been planning and to just let you coat his mouth and chin with your cum.

his lips pull away from you before his large hands bring your shaking legs together, and you’re unable to comprehend how he can stop eating out your pulsating cunt and leave you unfulfilled so easily. a whine of exasperation subconsciously exits your throat.

jude bites his bottom lip to stifle a chuckle, standing up and sitting in the space on the sofa right next to you, feet firmly planted on the wooden floor.

“i promised that i would make all the teasing worth your while, right, baby?” he leans in to plant a small kiss on your pouting lips, unintentionally deepening it when he finds you laying your palms on his chest and kissing back with all the misplaced fervour you’d lost while chasing a high that never came from when his lips were lower down your body. you whine against the softness of his mouth, your own lips slightly parting to leave breathy moans. jude partially gapes his mouth too, taking in all the sounds and sighs imparting from your throat before he takes your mouth in his again, the two of you now passionately making out on the couch. before you both get carried away in the embrace of each other’s wandering hands, jude pulls away, leaving a conclusive smooch over the pout on your sweet face.

“come sit here then, darling.”

he spreads his legs and pats his left thigh, the one closest to you, and you almost haphazardly roll over in sheer desperation, the thought of your wetness on his bare skin creating a deliciously anticipating feeling in the bottom of your stomach.

as you hover over his thigh, jude can feel the heat of your cunt from inches away, gulping at the way your breathing gets shakier before you position yourself on his toned muscle with a satisfied groan.

“good girl,” he praises as you slip both hands onto his shoulders to anchor yourself, his own hands coming to grip you at the hips and hold you in place. “is my baby gonna ride me now, hm? ride my thigh until she gets what she deserves for being so good for me?” his wanton words make you clench down on the surface of his warm skin. you haven’t done this before but you’re determined to put on a show for jude and to finally enjoy the rewards of a well awaited orgasm.

you give him a hurried nod, shifting all your weight onto your hands and therefore his shoulders as you raise your body up slightly before coming back crashing onto him, a shameless moan leaving your lips when your cunt comes into contact with his thigh.

“ah, jude,” you whine out, hips rocking to run your slippery core up and down him. his spit from earlier and your own arousal helps to lubricate your gyrating movements, the ease of it all only making you move harder and faster on your lover’s thigh.

“you’re doing such a good job, sweetheart, fuck,” jude comments as he guides you on him, the slickness of your pussy turning him on beyond reason. “making a mess though, aren’t ya?” he looks down at the skin of his left thigh, now glistening with your juices.

you don’t move your eyes from his face but only whine some more, panting into the parting of his lips. “o-oh my god, jude, you feel so good.”

he grips onto your hips harder, surely leaving a bruise in the making, but you don’t care, the feeling of his muscular thigh so glorious under your drenched folds.

“you close, baby? let me help you out,” jude’s now grinding you against him himself, almost lunging your entire body into him. again you don’t mind because the sensation is so fucking good, your brain dizzy with the pretty image of his gritted teeth and dark furrowed brows. your clit throbs at the spectacle in front of and below you.

“want you to cum on my thigh, darling, need you to cum on my thigh,” he’s the one getting whiny now, voice reaching an ever so slightly higher frequency. “you deserve it, baby girl, let go for me, angel, cum all over me.” he slips the very tip of his thumb over your clit, making you nearly scream with the contrast of friction over the wet squelches of your cunt rubbing on him.

“jude, fuck, i’m so close, please,” you beg, not sure what you’re really asking for because jude is giving you his all, head ducked down and lips now on your left nipple, sucking and swirling it with his tongue, the stimulation feeding the journey to your orgasm. “shit, fuck, fuck.”

your mewling and moaning get louder, the sounds of your sopping cunt and the quiet groans coming from your lover heating up the air around you. jude pulls his mouth off your tit with a pop before his face comes into line with yours.

“cum for me, darling,” he coos, hands now at your waist to get a more centred control of your rapidly moving body. “my baby girl deserves to cum, been working so hard and so good for me, haven’t ya, sweetheart?” he flexes his thigh suddenly, the muscle seeming like it could almost penetrate you.

and with that, the cord in your lower stomach snaps. the explosive feeling travels right through to your weeping pussy where you make an unholy amount of mess on jude’s thigh, your cum gushing onto his brown skin.

you let out an almost anguished belter of a scream before jude catches it with his mouth, tongue slipping in to cradle yours as your moans get smaller and smaller, dissipating past his lips. pussy now clenching on him, he intensifies the kiss, guiding you to lay down on the sofa as he balances on top of you, hands still clasped on the contour of your waist, yours now hooked around his neck. your aching legs wrap around him instinctively and his mouth is hardworking as ever right now, dancing against yours in a heatedly sweet method.

it feels like hours before you both pull away for the sake of air, neither of you wanting to do so. jude leaves a romantically deep kiss on your lips before pulling his face up to look into your eyes.

“did so good for me, baby,” he mumbles, moving down to leave kisses on your neck as you take this opportunity to finally pant out the effects of your orgasm and catch your breath. “always so good for me.”

you experience the hardness of his cock twitch again, this time feeling it on your inner thigh. you’re not totally spent, right?

you lay a kiss on the tip of his nose before smiling oh so sweetly.

“let me repay you now, jude. please?”