#mh... wonder if hes gonna come to you too

[thefairyfellermasterstroke]

ello ello it’s me again, John Lennon (@john-winston-ono-lennon)

Uh…George found out I stole his biscuits. My personal suggestion is that you RUN.

JOHN HELLO OH MY GOD

I HAVE TO RUN AWAY OVERSEAS HOW WILL I DO I HAVE TO SAVE MY PED BIRD NAMED ARTHUR O-

NOOOOOOOOOO HE ATEEEEEEEE ARTHURRRRRRRRR NOOOOOOO

I'm running away. I have a heart necklace with my lovely bird pet Arthur photo on it. All of this for the biscuits. How will I do this john...

[lateatnewyork]

THEY'RE BOTH HOMEWRECKERS... FOR EACH OTHER? 001

jude bellingham x wolff!reader

summary: jude reveals in an interview that he has a crush on model y/n wolff, and now has the entire f1 grid coming after him.

extra information:

fc: rashan mh

justyn

liked by judebellingham, dualipa and 589,325 others in italy for the gp 🏎️ 🇮🇹 !! view comments

gigihadid i miss u alreadyy ➥ justyn i’ll be back soonnnn sabrinacarpenter so pretty !! ➥ justyn says u user09 whats jude doing in the likes ➥ user08 he said he had a crush on her in his latest interview 😭 susiewolff komm bald nach hause, dein vater macht uns verrückt ➥ justyn 😭 hearts4yn jude back off judebellingham 😻 liked by creator ➥ alexalbon nah thats crazy user45 why does bro get everything charlesleclerc who is jude ➥ lewishamilton fr ➥ carlossainz no way ➥ justyn ...

judebellingham

liked by justyn, jobebellingham and 608,382 others italy 😎 view comments

user09 jude soft launching was not on my 2024 bingo card judeloml NOOOO HE HAS A GF georgerussell if he has a gf why is he coming after yn ➥ just.yn george... bukayosaka editing skills go crazy jobebellingham ur not slick justyn 😍 ➥ rbrmylove nah yn he has a gf ➥ user65 shes such a homewrecker sabrinacarpenter oh! ➥ judebellingham stop bullying me 😓 gracieabrams no way she took u over me carmenmundt ship! alexanderasaintmleux cuties ➥ charlesleclerc alex you know about this user45 why is the whole grid and their mothers in jude's comments?? ➥ averagejudelover my concerns exactly katiekane tell her i wanna see her ➥ judebellingham will do

justyn

liked by meganpickford, anokyai and 928,728 others to summarise: me looking at him, me wondering why my dad's yelling so much, me hiding him from everyone view comments

alexanderasaintmleux come by sometime with him! ➥ justyn gimme a time and place lilymhe tell him i was here first ➥ justyn if u tell alex that first ➥ alexalbon YOU MET HER COS OF ME? oscarpiastri i wonder who that is ➥ georgerussell WHAT DO YOU KNOW ➥ lewishamilton oscar... ➥ carlossainz oscar jack piastri ➥ charlesleclerc we wont hurt him ➥ fernandoalonso just tell us ➥ totowolff OSCAR TELL ME RIGHT NOW susiewolff pretty baby ➥ justyn love you maman sabrinacarpenter holy moly ➥ justyn me to u carmenmundt wowowo ➥ justyn says you paigemilian whens the wedding ➥ justyn whenever u want bby ➥ raheemstirling YOURE LITERALLY ENGAGED TO ME?

justyn

liked by jobebellingham, susiewolff and 739,542 others middle pic is my dad when he realises im soft launching 🤐 view comments

landonorris stop being horny on main ➥ georgerussell what ➥ lewishamilton ^ ➥ charlesleclerc ^ ➥ alexalbon ^ ➥ yukitsunoda ^ ➥ carlossainz ^ ➥ maxverstappen ^ user09 ok theyre actually kinda cute alexanderasaintmleux scared for him when they find out ➥ justyn same 😭 sabrinacarpenter that should be me victoriabeckham tell your mum i said hi ➥ justyn will do 🫡 lilymhe hes gonna get even more beat up now 😭 ➥ justyn oopsies ynmylove if theyre this cute how am i meant to be mad

footballwagsofficial

liked by oscarpiastri, jobebellingham and 597,482 others two new photos of jude bellingham and yn wolff have been leaked providing further proof for yn to be the unknown wag on katiekane 's instagram page. the pair have been soft launching partners since early march, with photos that look a lot like each other. they were seen together after todays grand prix in imola in a small restaurant. view comments

georgerussell theres no way totowolff what. lewishamilton oh maxverstappen well yn is done for alexalbon what the hell ➥ alexalbon lowk scared for jude tho rbrmylove it looks like the grid didn't know either 😭 ➥ oscarpiastri erm actually 🤓 ➥ logansargeant we did ➥ landonorris ^ ➥ charlesleclerc NO WAY YN TRUSTED U GUYS

judebellingham

liked by justyn, susiewolff and 832,684 others my girl justyn view comments

justyn I LOVE YOUU ➥ judebellingham ME TOO alexalbon THERES NO WAY A WAG PAGE FOUND OUT BEFORE ME ➥ jobebellingham what im saying ➥ maxverstappen fr ➥ georgerussell tryna figure that out ➥ lewishamilton no cos what ➥ charlesleclerc i cant believe it ➥ carlossainz like ➥ oscarpiastri cant relate ➥ logansargeant same ➥ landonorris yn just doesn't trust you susiewolff you both are so cute liked by creator sabrinacarpenter give her backk ➥ judebellingham no tyla tell ur gf i want her ➥ judebellingham what no ➥ justyn I WANT YOU TOO

justyn

liked by judebellingham, denisebellingham and 890,399 others my boy judebellingham view comments

judebellingham i love you pretty girl ➥ justyn i love you too pretty boy denisebellingham now we can have family dinners ➥ susiewolff finally! totowolff i'm not mad ➥ justyn really papa? ➥ totowolff i just wished you had told me ➥ justyn i thought you would overreact like you did with jake ➥ judebellingham hold up whos jake oscarpiastri feels so good not to lie anymore ➥ justyn blah blah sabrinacarpenter come back to meee ➥ justyn bet gracieabrams leave him. ➥ justyn ok! dualipa cuties victoriabeckham favourite couple paigemilian adorable alexanderasaintmleux 💗 lilymhe nooooooooo ➥ lilymhe im kidding you guys are so cute

a/n saw someone say they love the jude x f1 crossovers so i did another one lemme know if u like

[roslynvb]

“ＴＩＲＥＤ”

includes: a very tired kenji, super fluff! pls get lots of sleep my lovelies<3

It’s been awhile since Kenji has been able to stay awake when coming home. Usually nowadays his schedule is just; get home, brush his teeth, change clothes, go to bed. It’s been like this since taking care of Emi and having to juggle the rest of his life all at once.

Of course you noticed this, but would Kenji ever admit that he needed help?? Probably in your dreams. You’ve seen how he keeps everything to himself and bottles it in. Until it just all falls out.

You decided to change that today when he came home.

The door opens and the lock clicks, it’s so quiet you almost didn’t notice. It was when you heard his feet dragging on the floor you noticed his presence.

“Hey Ken, going to bed soon?” You asked, trying to start up the conversation you had been planning to have with him.

“Mh? Yea. Soon.” He replies, not really giving you a lot to go on. He drops what he has on him and slowly goes up to his room. His hair messy and eye bags clearly visible.

You sigh, knowing those words might be the only ones you’re gonna get tonight. But trying never hurt anyone, right?

You follow him a little after. Closing the bedroom door behind you quietly. Kenji is in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. Pretty lazily you might add…

You walk up to him and lean into his side. He tilts his head a bit to rest it on yours. It’s a quiet but peaceful moment. You started to think about having the conversation tomorrow. Maybe on the weekend when he’s rested.

He finishes brushing his teeth and changes into his pajamas soon after. You’ve already been changed for the past couple hours. You silently join him in bed.

He hasn’t been very touchy with you lately, which is strange but maybe you don’t mind.

You both lay silently, a bit of awkwardness in the air. Kenji can’t sleep, you can’t either. He turns to you. He doesn’t say anything but his eyes and body language say everything.

He wraps one arm around you as tight as a tired man can. You hold his hand and intertwine your fingers together.

It might not seem like a big interaction, but to Kenji it meant the world. Just to hold him for a bit is what he needed. He needed something to relax him. He hasn’t been sleeping, and he knows this is what would help. Touch know this too and grip his hand tighter. Letting him know you don’t plan on letting go.

He slowly but surely falls asleep. A peaceful look on his face. You smile and move hair out of his face. Though it might not even be worth it due to his insane sleeping. You chuckle to yourself at the time he smacked you in his sleep on accident.

You definitely had a busy weekend with him planned. Maybe not so busy, but you plan to give him what he deserves. A quiet, relaxing day. You wonder, maybe a nice spa day, maybe eat out. Whatever he needs, it’ll be.

You then start to drift off too. Holding each other gently and lovingly. He holds so much love for you, you both do.

Hello everyone!!! I Hope you enjoyed this really short one. I wanted to take a break from talking about all that depressing stuff and give you something nice to read. It’s not much but I hope it makes you smile a little. Lots of love to you all and if your reading before you go to bed, goodnight and get a lot of rest!

- zee, ur author that loves u very much and never forget that!

[silent-stories]

𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐎

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Summary: Waking up with JJ. (jj's version of this)

When you woke up you were curled up next to JJ, as if you had unconsciously tried to be as close to him as possible during your sleep.

For a moment you wondered why you weren't at your house, then you remembered that the night before you fell asleep on JJ's bed: when his father wasn't home, you were spending a lot of time at his place, lately.

You noticed that the first lights of the day were filtering through the window, illuminating his bedroom with different shades of red and orange, so it must have been early morning.

You felt the boy next to you, starting to move when you tried to get out of the bed.

"What's happening?" He asked with a husky and sleepy voice, raising his head slightly and rubbing one eye with his hand.

His hair was unkempt and his blonde locks went in all directions.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked again.

"Because you're cute." You said. "But I gotta go. My mom must be wondering where I am. I didn't tell her I wasn't coming home yesterday."

You were about to get up and get out of bed but he wrapped his arm around your waist and you fell back on the mattress.

"J, c'mon." You laughed.

"Nah, you're not going anywhere." He said as he pushed you against his body and your legs got entangled.

Instinctively, you rested your head on his chest, even though you knew you should have gotten out of bed. He slowly ran his warm hand up and down your back.

"J." You said again.

"Stay, it's too early." He muttered as he left a kiss in your hair. "Please."

That "please" almost convinced you, he soundend just like a little kid.

"I'm so sorry Jay, but my mom needs to know that I'm still alive. I have to go." You said as his arm still held you against his body.

"What about me?" He answered moving a lock of hair that had fallen on your face and placing it behind your ear. "I need you too."

JJ's morning version was absolutely one of your favorites.

"John Jay Maybank," you muttered as you left a short but tender kiss on his lips, "If you keep acting like that, I'll never leave this room."

"Well, that was the idea."

You sighed, enjoying the feeling of Jj's arms around your waist for a few seconds, listening to his heartbeat.

"I really should go." You murmured.

"Or you can call your mom and tell her you're spending all Sunday in bed with your really, really amazing boyfriend." He replied, his hand still running up and down your back. "Specify only cuddling. Or I'm gonna end up dead."

"J..." You tried to convince him, even though the exact opposite was happening.

"Don't go," he whispered "please."

"I-" You tried to say, but he continued.

"I'll give you one of my t-shirts because they look way better on you than on me and then we can order a pizza, smoke a joint or do whatever you want. Later we can go to the sea for a walk, if you like."

It sounded nice, you had to admit it.

"What do you think about it, mh?" He asked, you could hear the hope in his voice.

You knew you should go, that your mom was probably worried and you also had to do your physics homework by Monday. But you just couldn't say no to JJ.

"I think I'll stay." You muttered as a smile formed on JJ's lips and he left a kiss on your forehead.

"Good." He said simply as a satisfied smirk appeared on his lips.

You wrapped your arms around his torso.

"Good." You whispered back, placing your head better on his chest that you were still using as a pillow.

[talaok]

Keeping up

Pairing: No outbreak!Joel Miller x reader

Summary: You convince Joel to go on a hike with you, but being that he's 56 years of age, he gets home barely in one piece, which means he needs a massage, which may lead to something more...

Warnings: age gap (reader's 25 and Joel's 56), a lot of sexually allusive jokes and stuff, and very soft and fluffy smut (unprotected p in v sex)

"Keep up, Grandpa!" you called, turning around and catching him taking yet another break.

He had his knee popped to the side and his hands on his waist as he pretended to take in the view while really just trying to calm his heavy breathing

He had fallen behind a while ago, but kept insisting you continued at your pace.

It took a lot of convincing to persuade him to go hiking with you, some unconventional, but definitely effective methods of persuasion were used, and finally, this morning, you had managed to make him cave in.

It was only a two-hour hike, but he was acting like he'd been walking for ten days and nights with no food and water.

"I'm coming!" his voice sounded through the woods.

"You sure?" You couldn't help but grin, watching his chest rising and falling way too quickly

"I just need a moment"

Letting out a breathy smile, you retraced your steps on the makeshift track to reach his side.

"Tired?" you asked, already knowing the real answer, and the one he was gonna give you.

"Nope" he lied, making you chuckle.

He was so predictable

"Ah" you hummed, mocking him "so you're choosing to walk ten steps behind me"

He turned to look at you, his hazel eyes sparking with mischief

"Well, I don't mind the view these leggings of yours are giving me..." he arched a brow as his hands reached for your ass through the fabric.

"perv" you smirked

"Yup, that's me" he nodded, bringing you in for a kiss.

He could never get enough of you.

He had no idea how he had managed to make you fall in love with him, and so he acted accordingly, kissing and touching you every chance he got in case one day he was gonna wake up and this turned out to be just a dream.

"at least you admit it" you joked, biting his bottom lip playfully.

Oh how he fucking loved you

"C'mon now, we're almost there" You smiled that stunning smile of yours that made him almost forget how tired he was.

"You said that an hour ago too, angel" he reminded you

"I did, didn't I?" you smirked, starting up the hill again, and leaving him behind to wonder how the hell he had ended up there.

But then of course he knew... his ability to say no to you seemed to disappear every time his cock was in your mouth.

__ __ __

"goddamnit sweetheart" he groaned, laying on the bed face down.

He didn't bother to change into his clothes simply because he couldn't, the towel around his waist was gonna have to do.

By the look of it, your advice of "A hot shower will help you out" hadn't really worked.

"Poor baby" you cooed, setting your book down on the nightstand to pay attention to him.

"I'm never hiking with you again" he sighed "I'm hurting everywhere"

"I'm sorry" You stifled a smile at his pained expression "Here," you said, getting an idea "How 'bout a massage?"

"Mh that does sound good" he considered

"Yeah?" you asked, getting on your knees beside him

"Yeah darlin'"

You smiled, as you gingerly straddled his hips, not wanting to hurt him.

You rubbed your hands together to make them hot and then gently pressed them against the very top of his broad back, slowly starting to make your way to his shoulders to rub his pain away.

He groaned in pleasure beneath you

"fuck that feels good" he breathed once you applied more pressure.

You chuckled "I've heard that one before"

"Mh, I'm sure you have, angel" he grinned, closing his eyes as you took such good care of him.

You smiled as you started massaging his lower back too, drawing circles with your thumbs and relaxing his muscles one at a time.

"You're really good at this sugar," he spoke, as his hand found your right leg and started caressing it slowly to try and pay you back a little bit.

"Why thank you" Your lips pulled into a smile "I'm a woman of many talents you know?" you murmured sultrily, bending down to gently press a kiss to his neck.

"I know that very well, darlin'"

"Good" you nodded, finishing up his back "Now turn around"

"Yes ma'am" he obeyed immidately once you got off of him, just to climb back immediately once his back was on the mattress.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat at the sight above him.

You looked so fucking sexy drowning in that shirt of his, and the fact that he was pretty sure you only had a pair of panties underneath it, only made it worst for him.

You didn't seem to notice the way he was practically eating you up with his eyes as you started massaging his chest.

God those hands of yours deserved their special place in heaven

He watched you biting your lips to concentrate as your fingers made all his pain disappear for just a moment.

Suddenly, he noticed a smirk splitting your face as you looked up at him.

"I see somebody isn't as tired as you" You raised an eyebrow before gently rubbing your core against his growing bulge.

"oh fuck" Joel breathed heavily 

"Sweetheart..." he murmured pleadingly as you did it again

"What?" you teased

"Trust me I'd love to fuck you right now, but I'm afraid that if I move one single muscle I'll have to go to the emergency room"

The chuckle that left your throat sounded more like angels singing to Joel.

"Who says you have to move a muscle?" you asked mischievously, as your hand slowly reached for the towel around his waist, undoing it in one swift move.

"Oh darlin'" he grinned lazily, "I'll never know what I did to deserve you"

You laughed softly at how happy he looked, before getting rid of his towel and taking his cock in your hand.

He was throbbing already

You stroked him a few times before you let your fingers find your panties and quickly pulled them to the side.

You wasted no time sinking down onto his length.

Giving him this massage had worked you up just as much as him.

his groans merged with your moans at the motion

"f-fuck" you muttered

No matter how many times you had sex with him, your pussy never really got used to the stretch.

"goddamnit darlin', you feel so good" he breathed

You smiled down at him before deciding to take off your shirt.

You didn't want it to get all sweaty...

He groaned even louder at the sight.

Your perfect tits bare before him, your perfect cunt hugging his cock so well, your perfect mouth parted as you sucked in ragged breaths, and then finally your perfect blown-out pupils staring down at him like he was the most handsome man on earth.

You were a fucking vision.

"fucking christ angel-" he growled as you started moving up and down his shaft "Look at you" he whispered, not able to stop his hands once they reached for your waist "How are you this fucking perfect?"

You just let out a breathy chuckle, continuing to bounce on his cock.

God, it felt good.

He always managed to hit that spot inside of you that made you feel better than anything else.

Your nails clawed at his chest, no doubt leaving some scratches, not that he minded... he loved when you marked him up.

Suddenly, you sped up your movements, making him tighten his hold on you

"Jesus Christ sugar" he groaned "How do you still have any energy left?" 

I mean every muscle of his had given up even trying, while you... well while you still had the energy to ride him like a damn pornstar.

And he would have liked to say this was the first time something like this had happened, but the truth was that the difference of age between him and you had made itself heard more times than he liked to admit.

He wasn't a teenager anymore, his back wasn't the same, his stamina wasn't the same, and you... Well, you were the exact opposite.

You were unstoppable, and fuck but you were insatiable

Before you, Joel got laid maybe once every six months, and now he found himself having sex at least twice a day.

Not that he was complaining obviously, it's just that he sometimes still wondered how the fuck you managed to pull it off.

"That's what being 25 will do to ya" You smiled, leaning closer to him to kiss his neck

"Mhh" he hummed, as one of his hands reached upwards to grab your tits "You're saying I'm old?" 

The soft sound of your laugh tickled his ear 

"I'm saying I'm young" you answered, rubbing your nose against his beard until his mouth was right in front of yours and all you needed to do was kiss him.

One of your hands had to grab at his shoulders as you felt your orgasm approach.

"oh fuck baby" you breathed, ghosting his mouth

"you coming?" he asked, watching as you shut your eyes, lost in pleasure.

"mh-mh" you managed to nod, before you hid your face in the crook of his neck and bit down onto whatever piece of skin you could reach.

"That's a good girl" he praised as his left hand found your butt and gave it a good squeeze "Give it to me angel" he urged

And without another word, you did, squeezing him and making him come just as you were coming down your own climax.

If he had to be honest he had been close since you had taken off your shirt.

"mhhh" you hummed satisfied, as you leaned away a little to look at him.

His lips looked way too delicious, so for good measure, you met them with yours for a brief moment.

"goddamnit sweetheart, you're gonna kill me one of these days" he smiled, gently stroking your sides

"Yeah..." a mischievous smirk erupted from your lips "and that day might be today"

"What are you talking about?"

You grinned

"Ready for round two cowboy?" 

[suskz]

Guess who’s back~

hello my lovely angel <3

I was gonna recommend anonymously again but we need the pic.

so. Remember when chan broke us with this:

I was thinking about what if chan, like, handcuffed you to the bed? Being all rough and shit. Yep. I’m ill lol. So I was just wondering if you weren’t too busy if a fic/drabbles on the table? have a good day/night

remember to eat and drink water💕💕💕

Hi sweetie ♡

Need to say that rough sex with Chan has me on my knees 🛐

I’m sorry that it took so long for it to be finished. I rewrote ur ask like 3 times cuz I didn’t like the way it was coming out lol.

Then I found the right idea, but I’m not totally satisfied with how I wrote it in some parts. Still hope you like it!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

pairing: Bang Chan x fem!Reader

w/c: 2,5k

tw: smut ; rough sex ; dirty talk ; degradation kink ; praising kink ; choking ; handcuffing ; established relationship ; clit play ; it’s not specified, but there are safe-words between them, anyway reader doesn’t use any of them ; bruises.

When you see them, your eyes cling to the shiny pink metal you just found at the bottom of your boyfriend’s closet.

You take them and you turn them over in your hands, observing them carefully. It’s part of the toys he’s used in the past, just not with you.

Your relationship is quite new, and you haven't really discussed your sexual preferences yet. In fact, you're still discovering them, being new to your first romantic relationship. But the way your heart beats faster, your cheeks flush, and you feel a certain tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach at the images that come to mind at the thought of what he might do with those handcuffs, it leaves you with some questions.

But when you hear his voice calling you, you realize you've paused too long. You place them back in their spot and pick up the light white blanket he asked you to retrieve, which had been covering the heart-shaped handcuffs you've just discovered.

When you return to the living room, he’s putting the movie on TV. After cuddling up on the couch, with him half-lying down and you on top of him, covering yourselves with the blanket, he makes it start.

But you can't focus on it because of your previous discovery. Your desire to try it is so high. You think it's time to try introducing something new into sex, and that could be a good start. The only thing left to do is to ask. If only it were that simple.

"Channie…" his name escapes from your lips before you can rethink.

"Mh?" he directs his attention to you without taking his eyes off the TV.

Only when you raise your head to look at him does he do the same, locking eyes with yours.

"Well..." you say, unsure, "I found a c-couple of handcuffs under this blanket, in your closet," your voice comes out more stuttering than you want it to.

"Oh," he says surprised; he doesn't remember leaving them there, "I must have left them there by mistake, I'll put them back in place another time; thanks for telling me, I guess," he observes you closely, "Is there something wrong?".

"Uh... well," there's a small moment of silence, and finally you find the courage to tell him, "I thought we could try them." you take your eyes away from his, looking down, and you're thankful that there's no light in the room other than the one emitted by the TV because you feel your cheeks and ears start to burn.

The movie is long forgotten, and you expect questions from him, but he simply nods. He places two fingers under your chin and lifts your head so you can look him in the eyes, "Do you want to try now?".

"I mean, if you want to...".

"I want it," he replies immediately, "Now, be a good girl and go to the bedroom to undress while I tidy up here, okay?"

You nod quickly and head to the bedroom. You hear some noise in the living room and figure Chan is rearranging things while waiting for you to be ready for him.

You get rid of your pants and shirt, remaining only in your underwear, since you're not wearing a bra. You wonder if you should also take off your panties, but then you remember how much he enjoys touching you over them and seeing them get wet for him, so you keep them on.

You take the handcuffs from the closet and place them on the bed next to where you sit cross-legged, waiting for him.

And a few minutes later, you hear the door of the room open and you raise your head in his direction.

He pauses for a moment at the door, gazing at you, and his lips curl into a smirk. You feel your cheeks warm slightly as you watch him approach you.

He reaches you on the bed and positions himself over you, making you slide back until you're lying beneath him.

"I told you to undress completely, didn’t I?" he looks into your eyes, and before you can respond, one of his hands firmly grabs your inner thigh and you gasp slightly at the sudden touch, "But I won’t complain." He leans in over you and captures your lips with his.

He kisses you deeply and slowly, exploring your mouth with his tongue and intertwining it with yours. The room would be completely enveloped in silence if not for the subtle slurp of your tongues intertwining and the soft sighs escaping from your lips.

His hand that was on your tigh now begins to go up your body, brushing your core with his thumb in the process, continuing up your stomach and stopping at your breast, which he grasps, making sure to have your nipple between two of his fingers. He brings his two fingers together slightly to pinch it lightly, and the slight moan he elicits from you makes him repeat the action.

He breaks away from the kiss only for a moment; while his thumb teases your nipple, his other hand grips your inner thigh to open your legs further and lower his hips onto yours, pressing gently, which becomes rougher as you resume kissing, making both of you moan and making you feel how hard he is in his pants.

Before pulling away, he bites your lip, and then you look into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily. Your lips are red and swollen from the kiss, and he smiles, looking at you.

Finally, one of his hands reaches your most intimate part, sliding his thumb along it, feeling how wet you’ve made your panties, “Did I get you all worked up without even touching you properly?” he teases you.

You give him a fiery look, “The situation here tells me the same about you.” You reach for the crotch of his pants, grabbing and squeezing it, making him gasp. He returns your gaze and lightly slaps your pussy before lifting his body from yours, still remaining between your legs.

His gaze falls on the handcuffs next to you, and he takes them in his hands, observing them. “You’re just waiting for the moment when I fuck you with these, aren’t you?” he huffs a little chuckle through his nose. “First choking, now these; you like being submissive, huh? Leaving me in control of everything.” there’s a slight edge in his voice that shows how truly turned up he is. Just the fact that you’re trusting him so much, letting him have total control of your body, makes his mind slightly dizzy.

He looks at you and sees the desperation now colouring your features. “Now, face down, ass up”.

You do as you’re told, turning over and raising your ass, and putting your forearms on the bed to keep yourself slightly up so that your face isn’t pressed into the pillow. But without warning, his hands grab your arms and put them behind your back. You feel his hand just above your wrist, and then cold metal touching your skin, and you feel a shiver run through your entire body at the sensation.

His hand tightens its grip on your hip while the thumb of the other presses against your entrance, making your panties even wetter, then he pulls them down to your ankles. He would like to play with you a bit more, but he doesn’t feel that patient right now.

He lowers his pants and boxers just enough to pull out his cock, and you feel arousal coursing through your entire body at the thought of him fucking you with his clothes still on while you’re completely naked underneath him at his mercy.

He grabs the underside of your asscheeks —and beginning of your thighs—, spreading them apart and taking a good look at your hole clenching around nothing; then, one of his hands breaks away from your skin to slide two of his fingers inside, making you whimper.

You move your hips back and forth to the rhythm of his fingers, which is fucking slow, but his other hand tightens harder where it grips your skin, as a warning. And you hope it bruises.

He pulls them out and wipes them on one of your cheeks, and without any warning, he enters you in one swift motion, immediately starting to move without giving you time to settle properly.

“S-slow down—“ you ask him breathlessly, but he doesn’t.

“This is what you want, isn’t it?” his breath is heavy, “To be tied up and used the way I like, huh?”. At his words, you clench around his cock, making him moan and grip your hips tightly.

He lowers himself onto you and rests his hands on the bed. Your face is pressed into the pillows as you try to stifle your moans. But it’s difficult with the way his cock moves so skilfully inside you, hitting your weak spots, making it so hard to hold back that you’re breathless and think about asking him to stop for a moment. You’re not usually so shy and never try to hold back your moans, but this time is different, maybe because of the handcuffs? You don’t even know.

But he notices. He stops, slides an arm under your breast, and lifts your body. His other hand grabs the headboard of the bed for balance.

His tongue licks that patch of skin behind your ear where you’re sensitive, “Why aren’t you making yourself heard?” he whispers and starts moving again, “I want to hear how good I make you feel, so don’t you dare hold back again.” it sounds like a threat, but you ignore that as his movements become faster than before, and soon he makes you fall back onto the bed, with half of your face on the pillows but your nose and mouth free, and this time you make yourself heard loud and clear.

“Good girl.” if the nickname didn’t make you moan loudly enough, his hand gripping your nape to choke you and push your head down definitely did.

With every thrust, you feel yourself on the verge of coming and you fucking love this so much.

Suddenly, you feel him stop, and your wrists are freed; but you don’t have time to understand what’s happening or to complain before he pulls his cock out of you and you’re turned onto your back.

He takes your arms and brings them to the headboard of the bed, where he puts the handcuffs back on you, securing them to it.

And then, he looks at you.

He observes your entire body, from your tear-streaked face with saliva-coated lips, to your wet, stretched out pussy, begging to be filled again.

Finally, your brain starts to reason again, and if possible, your cheeks flush an even deeper red. You feel exposed. You want to cover yourself with your arms, and you try, but the metallic noise that comes out reminds you of the situation you’re in. You try to close your legs —as much as you can with him in between them— but his hands roughly grasp your inner thighs, spreading them apart again.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he hives you a disapproving look, “Why should you hide from me, huh?” He seems annoyed, mad, and you shrink under his judgmental gaze. “I don’t think you deserve my dick inside you again. Maybe I should leave you like this: handcuffed to the bed, naked and needy for the rest of the night. What do you think about that?”.

You feel like crying at his words. He couldn’t really do that, could he?

You shake your head quickly.

“Obviously, a slut like you just wants to be filled with dick all the time,” he takes his cock in hand and slaps the tip against your clit, and as you moan freely, he suppresses the groan that tries to escape his lips. “isn’t that right?”.

“Please.”

“Please what?” he responds coldly, looking down on you.

“Put it in, please.” you beg him, looking at him with pleading eyes.

“What if I don’t?”.

You feel tears of frustration forming at the corners of your eyes, “Channie…”

He slaps his tip against your clit again, drags it to your hole, “You’ll cry if I don’t put it in, won’t you? What a crybaby.”, and then he finally pushes it in.

He starts thrusting into you again, a little slower this time, but deeper than before.

Again, you feel the need to grab onto something, anything, but you can’t, and this makes you frustrated.

He places his hand on your stomach and presses, “Feel it” he moans, “feel my cock pushing inside you”. When your mind registers his words and you glance down at his hand, he removes it, and you can clearly see the outline of his cock bulging from your belly.

This is what makes you both feel close to the edge.

Chan feels he can’t hold out much longer. His hand reaches down where your bodies meet and takes your clit between two fingers, lightly pinching it.

"Are you about to come? Huh? You want to come, don’t you?".

"Please, daddy please." Your eyes are closed and your head thrown back into the pillows, so you don't see the way his face tightens at your words. A loud groan leaves his lips and your walls are painted with white spurts of hot cum. You follow right after him.

You don't realize you've blacked out for a while until you open your eyes and see Chan filling your chest and shoulders with sweet kisses.

He looks at you, and finally his gaze is soft and relaxed, “How was it?” he asks you attentively.

You smile, “Amazing, as always”.

“Good.” He kisses you sweetly on the lips.

Afterward, he takes a warm cloth and cleans you, puts another pair of underwear on you, and one of his shirts simply because he likes to see you wearing his stuff, while he puts on his boxers.

He applies a soothing lotion on your wrists as you talk about how you felt, and finally, he lies down in bed with you, covering both of you with the blanket.

You rest your head on his chest, and the sound of his heartbeat relaxes you as he strokes your hair.

“Was I too rough?” he asks, needing to make sure you don’t feel any pain.

“A bit, but I also liked it because of that”.

"I wasn’t too mean, right? Everything was good?" he's sure you would have told him if it was too much for you, but he still feels the need to hear confirmation from you that everything is okay.

“No, everything was perfect, baby, don't worry," you stroke his side.

“Good," he says, feeling more relaxed, "sleep now." he caresses your shoulder.

You already feel your eyes can't stay open any longer, but you still lift your head to give him a goodnight kiss.

And you fall asleep like that, in each other's arms, in the relaxing silence of the night and the sound of your hearts beating for each other.

[minnie-binjin]

♥︎DREAM OF YOU♥︎

MINORS DNI 18+!!

genre:smut, mh caught having a wet dream about you.🙏

CW: Switch!mh, Switch!afab reader, unprotected sex (cut the cameras) p in v, creampie, dry humping, and edging (I'm sure that's all, but let me know if there's more)

p.s:FIRST TIME WRITING DONT EXPECT GREATNESS!!

You've been having a REALLY hard day at work. Stressful couldn't even cut it, so of course, all you wanted to do was get home to your bed and have a little fun here and there and hopefully minho wasn't going to interfere with that as he's always needing something around the house or at least most of the time that's what he needs.

Finally, getting to your home and opening the door to your shared apartment with your roommate on the couch sleeping, closing the door normal as caring for his nap, wasn't an issue as he usually asked you to wake him when you get home so no need for any silence. As you walk over to wake him, that's when you heard it.

"Y/n...fuck you're so tight, I-I'm gonna cum fuck." An incoherent but very visible sentence came from his lips. What was he dreaming about? Why were you in it? In the main part of your mind, you were extremely confused and conflicted and the other...so fucking turned on. It felt so wrong and weird, but the way he said your name was whiny and needy, he sounds so desperate that it's driving you crazy.

You just wanted to sit there and listen to the rest, feeling the wetness of your aching cunt mixed with the groans of Minho's mindless moans were too much, you wanted to feel him, you needed to feel him. You slowly crouched down near his face, now being more able to the sounds come from his mouth more better and god they were so fucking good, patting on his chest to wake him looking at his sleepy face as his eyes softly open.

Looking at you as you smile slyly at him as you watch his eye go blank then to a shy panic. "Y-Y/n um hey, how are you?" Minho rubs the back his head, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. "I'm wonderful, Min. How did you sleep, hm?" You say sweetly, his nickname basically rolling off your tongue like candy. "And that dream. Was it good, baby?" Slowly climbing onto the couch straddling Minho with no other thought, giving him no time to process, rubbing your soft, warm cunt on his hard, and extremely noticeable dick. Watching as Min's face changes from a nervous to weak pleasure look made you even more wet and needy for him.

"Shit...Y/n fuck I-you're so warm, feels so good mama please don't stop." Min grabs at your hips, clawing at the silky fabric wrapping and shaping your curves. "I'm gonna cum mama please..don't stop." Looking up at you with so much despair you could just eat him rn, even then you began lifting your body from his hard dick with no effort, causing him to whine pathetically as your warmness leaves his crotch. "Cmon baby, not yet ok? I still want you to fill me up." Taking off the pants you had on fairly quickly, going right back to straddling Minho looking at him with seductive eyes, pulling down his shorts and bowers as his throbbing dick lays on his chest hard as a rock.

Moving your underwear to the side with one hand, stroking Minho with other, lining yourself up with his dick as you slowly sink onto his hot throbbing length.

"Holy shit you're so big, Min baby." Bitting down on your lips as you move yourself up and down slowly on him as your ass and his hips meet constantly until all you both hear is the sound of skin slapping together the faster you moving on his dick. "Min fuck I-I'm so close, I can't hold it please!"

You feel your climax slowly reaching as your eyes meet the back of your head, clawing into Minho's shoulder as you press your chin to his neck, both of you moan in an almost pornographic way. "C'mon Mama, cum for me. I'm close too ok? Just cum." His filthy reassuring tone threw you over the edge, cuming more than a toy has ever made you. You constantly clench as min fucks you through your high, causing Minho to cum not to long after you filling you with his warm white liquid as he finally stops pulling out of you to let it all come out of your swollen and abused cunt.

"I'm sorry, you just felt so good." Minho chuckles, pushing his face into your chest, huffing softly. "It's okay, Min. I won't die from it." You ruffle his hair, trying to catch your own breath from that intense situation, definitely forgetting about all the stress from before.

The end.

Hope you liked it! :))

[newtgf]

hey I was wondering if you could write some sort of next x reader where they both like eachother and the other doesn’t know, maybe a new boy comes up and newt gets jealous? x

CAN’T HIDE MY LOVE | NEWT X READER

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summary: you and Newt have been good friends since the first day you came up from the box, but you couldn’t hide the obvious flirt and jokes around the two of you, embarrassed to actually admit that are in love, living without actually knowing. One day, like every month, a new guy comes up in the maze and you two seems to get along together really well but you notice that something is changing in Newt’s behavior.

warnings: nothing if not a little bit of angst and obviously fluff.

a/n: i really love this and thank you so so much for the request! I’ll try to do my best! (this is my first request hope you’ll enjoy).

a/n 2: i just finished writing this and it came out a little angst hope you won’t mind!!

p.s. I received another request much similar to this one but with Gally! Currently working on it so stay tuned!!

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You were relaxing, leaning your back on a tree trunk as you looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, the breeze of the maze was brushing your hair from your face. Your thoughts cut off as you heard a voice talking to you.

“Mh? sorry i didn’t catch that” you said, lifting your body up as you looked at Newt, standing in front of you with a big ass machete in his hand.

“I said that a hand here would be much appreciated” Newt repeated as he kept looking at you with a smug expression.

“doing what? you lost your bet and now it’s your turn chopping off those tree roots.. silly” you immediately replied crossing your arms. He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath.

“fuck off that bloody bet, come on y/n.. you can’t actually believe you were gonna stand there doing nothing if not looking at me doing all the job here” He looked at you once again, this time getting closer to you.

“Well i think it’s kinda entertaining” you chuckled at him, the sun making you close your eyes a little as you looked up to look at Newt. “I feel like a princess watching his serve” you added proudly.

“you already are a princess y/n” He smiled softly as he offers his hand in front of you, helping you getting up.

You chuckled once again “Yea? You mean princess of dirty clothes and trunks-” You mumbled in a joking manner as he handed you another machete.

Newt chuckles too before nudging you jokingly “I can be your Prince if you don’t mind- but i have to admit being your serve could’ve been quite interesting” he grins.

Your cheeks were now of a pinkish color as you looked down a little nervous for what he just said.

“If you ins-“ You were about to say something but the voices of the other gladers interrupted you. The both of you looked around as a loud sound came from the center of the glade, it was an odd familiar sound. The box.

You all were standing there around the box, Alby was holding by his arm a new boy, and like everyone during their first day, he looked confused and disorientated.

“Welcome greenie, I’m Alby, I’m the leader here” Alby’s voice was reassuring. “and this… this is the glade, and from now on we are your family” He added before looking at you.

“Do you mind showing him around? I have something to discuss with Gally and Newt so i’ll leave him to you alright?”

You nodded, you were kinda surprised but excited at the same time, Newt gave you a little smile as he glanced at the greenie with a gulp before walking away with the others.

You cleared your throat “Well uhm- I’m y/n and what you see around us, it’s the glade- like Alby just said” you smiled

“glade-? what is this place, w-why am i here?” He looked around before looking at you again with lost.

“honestly i don’t know much either… we should ask to the bastards that decided to put us here” You chuckled as you looked down.

“The only thing you’ll remember is your name- i remembered it after a few days but..it’s different for everyone” You shrugged.

You had to admit he was quite cute, not your exactly type but he was an enjoyable person, with a funny personality.

The both of you kept walking around the glade for a couple of hours, showing him all the places as he already felt like this was now his family.

After you returned to the others, you decided to rest before the night, a new greenie arrived and that only meant that we were going to celebrate.

Skiptime

You woke up at the sound of people laughing and celebrating the arrival of the new greenie as you noticed that they already started without you. After fixing your hair a little you went to join the others.

“Y/n finally!!” Alby smiled at you, he was with Thomas, the new greenie and Newt. You smiled. “We were exactly talking about you! and here you are” Alby chuckled.

“Yea- it’s seems like you’ve impressed someone” Newt rolled his eyes with a sigh, glancing at the greenie before walking away.

You gulped and looked at him from afar “What is wrong with him today? I barely saw him if not this morning..” you looked at the others.

Alby shrugged before looking at Thomas “He’s just-“ he stopped before looking around “you should talk to him” he said.

“I won’t if he’s acting like this” you scoffed at him before taking the greenie by the arm and walked away. “So how you feeling? Met everyone?” The two of you started talking again.

You spent all night with him, laughing and drinking, but you couldn’t hide the fact that you were thinking about Newt, searching for him with your gaze all night, but couldn’t find him anywhere. It was ruining your night.

The two of you were now sitting next to the others, the light of a big campfire lighting up the center of the glade.

“I’ll go to sleep” you cleared your throat, getting up from sitting on the ground with the new boy.

“Already?” he immediately asked. “I don’t- i don’t feel well” you sighed as you looked around, still hoping to see Newt somewhere. But he wasn’t here.

“I’ll come with you then, there’s no fun without you.” He grabbed you by your arm.

“I-“ you looked at his hand grabbing your arm before moving aside. “I’m sorry I wanna spend some time alone, you should talk to the others, they all funny”

After that you walked away, looking for Newt, and finally you saw him laughing with Minho and Thomas sitting on their hammocks.

You really wanted to come talk to him about what happened earlier but something stopped you.

Maybe because he looked normal now, or because after all you were scared to talk to him.

You gulped before shaking your head and taking a deep breath, you looked at him once again before noticing he was looking at you too. Your heart skipped a beat. Why were you feeling like that?

You kept the eye contact for a few seconds before he suddenly sighed and looked away. Mumbled something that you couldn’t understand.

You were standing alone in the gaze, didn’t want to go to sleep now since your hammock was next to them, what were you supposed to do now?

You sighed as the glades breeze started to feel a bit colder than usual. You started walking to your usual spot, where you and Newt would sit next to a trunk and talk for hours.

“you okay?” you heard the greenie’s voice in the back. Did he followed me?

“God you scared me” you sighed with a smile as you looked up at him.

“Sorry- i was worried” he sat next to you.

You looked at him, sitting where Newt usually sit, a feeling of guilt was now increasing inside of you.

“I’m fine. I just want to sleep now” you replied back, snuggling up in your arms.

“You’re sleeping here?” he looked at you, his tone a little confused.

“Yes, it’s my favorite place. It’s not the first time” you mumbled. “Sorry if I sound rude but I wanna sleep alone” you added.

“Of course- then.. i’ll go away once you fall asleep” the greenie said softly before you actually fell asleep after some minutes of silence.

Skiptime

The next morning you woke up alone, you looked around as you realized where you fell asleep yesterday night. You yawned as you moved the blanket that was covering your body, and then you realized. A blanket?

“I didn’t have a blanket with me yesterday night” you mumbled to yourself, confused you stroke your eyes and got up, holding the blanket with you as you were about to bring it back to someone.

You started thinking. The greenie was with me last night but Newt is the only one that knows that place not counting me and him. It could’ve been him. And yet again you felt your heart skipping a beat, it was almost a day that the two of you stopped talking, not even knowing why though.

You missed him.

You took another long deep breath, trying to not thinking about it as you started walking around the glade, when you saw Chuck waking up when he heard you.

“Sorry Chucks, didn’t mean to wake you up” you said while putting down the blanket on your hammock, giving him a little smile.

“Don’t worry y/n i had to wake up anyway” he looked at you before clearing his throat. “So..You spent the night with Newt?” he asked with a chuckle.

“What? no!” you blushed immediately, why he asked that? you gulped.

“Why? Did he told you something?” you sat in front of him, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“No- I just heard him talking about you with the others, and since the both of you weren’t here last night…” he looked around, swinging his legs around sitting on his hammock.

“He wasn’t with me” you immediately replied. “I fell asleep somewhere in the glade after the celebration” you added.

“But that’s Newt’s blanket” he looked at the blanket you just brought here.

“What” your eyebrows relaxed in a realization way. You stayed silent for a while.

“Whatever happened between you two, fix it.” he said seriously. “Don’t tell me anything happened cause i know when something’s wrong and y/n-”

He stopped talking before looking at you. “I know you like him, it’s obvious” your cheeks becoming red for every word he was saying. You stayed silent and decided to not speak.

“Talking of the devil..” Chuck looked at you, he nudging you before walking away. You looked up and saw Newt coming to your direction. You gulped and felt a shiver of nervousness down your spine.

“Where have you been tonight?” he immediately asked, he sounded mad but you could feel a bit of worry in his voice.

“Not even saying hi” you mumbled, looking away. He ignored me yesterday and now he’s worrying about me? And i’m the one who need to fix whatever is happening? absolutely not.

He stayed silent.

I looked up at him, “Why you asking if you already know? I was at our spot, you brought me a blanket” you said almost proud of yourself.

He stopped doing what he was doing and locked his eyes on you.

“Yea i was looking for you, but then i saw that you were at our spot with your new friend” he kept looking at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

“I- He followed me!” you immediately said. He didn’t seem to be interested in what you were saying though.

“So i came back later and you were alone! sleeping in the cold and that’s why i brought you a blanket!” he yelled looking at you up and down.

“He followed me Newt! I didn’t mean to show him our place!” you said, this time louder.

“Oh yeah of course” he rolled his eyes “Then- sorry my fault” he said sarcastically as he cleared his throat.

“What is happening to you? You are seeing things that aren’t happening!” you snatched back, grabbing his arm.

He looked at you again, you could feel that something was wrong, his eyes a little swollen.

“He said you told him you weren’t feeling well and he decided to check on you” he stopped for a second. “He told me to go away cause everything was going great”

He kept looking at you. “He told me to go away from our spot y/n!”

You looked down, not realizing what actually happened. You two stayed silent for a few seconds.

“Well at least he followed me and decided to check on me, while you didn’t” you looked up at him.

“You saw me. We looked at each other while i was coming here, you even said something. But still- you stayed there. If you really wanted to check on me you could’ve come, but you did not”

“I did” he snatched back.

“It was too late” you added as you took his blanket that was next to you and threw it to him. “And you can keep it!” you yelled before walking away.

While you were walking away you felt your eyes watering, your breath becoming shorter as you immediately felt guilty for everything you said. Buy you were so confused at the same time. I know i overreacted but why did he ignore me like that yesterday?

You decided to take a break, to not think about it all. Everything is going to be okay anyway, with or without Newt. You took a deep breath as your daily routine finally started like every other day.

Skiptime

It’s been 4 days since the last time you spoke to Newt. You caught him looking at you every now and then, especially when you were with the new boy. You two were always silent though, acting like you don’t even know each other, but it was terrible. Deep down you missed him, you missed him so much that it was hurting.

That night you were going at your spot, you decided to not come back there after what happened, but you needed some time for yourself.

When you arrived, Newt was sitting there in silent, throwing little rocks away while thinking to himself.

You took a deep breath before getting closer. He looked up at you and stayed silent.

“Can i?” you asked him before sitting.

“There’s no sign saying that you’re not allowed to stay here” he replied, looking away.

You sat there, the silence was loud but you missed him, you missed this. Staying in silent here while appreciating the presence of yourselves. Then you finally decided to speak.

“So.. wanna talk about it?” you looked around. “About what?” he mumbled. “You know” you nudged him. He sighed without replying.

“Stop ignoring me Newt!” he looked at you.

“Me? Ignoring you? You’ve spending an awful lot of time with.. him- completely forgetting about my existence!” he gulped, looking at you dead in the eyes.

“I didn’t forget about you! Come on you’re overreacting now” you wrapped your arms around your legs.

“You obviously don’t understand. You keep not understanding” he mumbled.

“Understand what?”

He ignored you.

You grabbed his arm and shook it. “Newt!”

“Everything! Can’t you see the way he looks at you? The flirting? The way he’s always next to you everywhere you go!” he almost yelled at you.

You looked at him, mouth a little open as you didn’t know what to say.

“He’s not- Wait what…- Are you jealous?” you mumbled the last words.

He looked away, his cheeks turning red a little as he heard what you said.

“I’m not jealous” Newt mumbled. “It’s just not fair, you’re giving him all the attention you used to give to me!” he finally looked at you again.

“I- I didn’t know that’s what you were thinking” You said softly, slowly rubbing your thumb on his arm.

He took a deep breath. “Y/n come on.. you’re literally blind” he smiled to himself.

You looked at him, tilting your head to the side “Blind?” you repeated.

“This is not how imagined this but… i like you y/n i really do” his eyes softened while talking, looking at your eyes waiting for a reaction.

You gulped, your heart beating more than fast. “Wait- Newt what-“ you couldn’t think straight right now. You kept looking at him as your cheeks turned red, you’ve never been this nervous in your entire life.

You turned your whole body around, facing him. “Why didn’t you told me..” you whispered. His eyes moving from on of your eyes to another.

“I was scared, mad, everything.. especially jealous” he said softly, slowly placing his right hand on your cheek, stroking his thumb on your jawline.

You looked at him, your eyes glancing at his lips for a second. “I think i like you too” you mumbled.

His lips curving into a little smile before getting closer to you, gently pulling you from your chin into a kiss. A slow kiss.

After some seconds you looked at him, he was smiling like a baby. “You don’t know how much i wanted to do this” he mumbled.

You chuckled before kissing him again, your fingers brushing his hair as you pulled him closer to you.

“Do you wanna come back?” you mumbled to him. “Can’t we spend the night here?” he smiled. “I think we could” you chuckled before he wrapped his arms around you.

[suicide-with-dazai]

Genshin men - kinks

characters : scaramouche , diluc , xiao , heizou , itto

tags : nsfw , biting , oral , female reader on scaras part , afab on heizous part , rest non specified gender .

nsfw under the cut / MINORS RESPECTFULLY DNI ♥︎

scaramouche - biting

who would think that such a mean boy could be so intimate ? even when youre just sitting together or making out , scaramouche has always been one to bite you playfully . when doing the deed , scaramouche would always be sure to add to your pleasure by biting you . whether it be your shoulders , neck or lips . sometimes he would leave marks . sometimes he would draw blood , but it all added to the pleasure .

the two of you would be fucking , his cock pumping deep inside of your clenching walls , "m-mgonna- gonna cum !" you cry out in pure pleasure . scaramouche realizes that youre about to reach your climax so he continues fucking while he leans down to bite your neck . his hands massage your tits as his warm breath hits your neck and he bites down , sinking his sharp teeth into your sensitive skin . "aah- mh-mghhhh~" you cum hard on his dick from the combined pleasure of his biting and fucking . "good girl~ " he praises in a low purring tone as he licks the blood from his lips . afterward , he always makes sure to keep the wound clean and treat you with care .

diluc - praise

youve noticed that even hearing his voice turns you on , the low vibrations of it sending lustful shivers down your spine . even when he talks to his regulars at the Angels Share , youd be sitting beside him , keeping him company - and when you hear his voice , " thatll be 400 mora please " you feel yourself get needy . just knowing that that voice praises you so well in the bedroom too .

" you can do it darling , come on~" he says in a loving manner , " youre doing so well- mgh- " he always tries to keep his composure when hes praising you , especially when hes guiding you through while he sinks his dick into you . " such a good girl for me~ " when he makes you climax , he brushes your hair from your face and talks comfortingly and reassuringly to you , which only makes you cum harder . " you look so pretty when you cum for me~ "

xiao - ' scream my name '

with his adepti powers , just saying his name makes him appear at your location within an instant . he secretly loves hearing his name come out of that pretty mouth of yours . youd be talking to a local in Liyue , discussing work , love life etc. and when youd get onto the topic of xiao , he almost always appears hidden somewhere behind you , just hearing you say his name gets him all worked up .

" say it . mhh~ say my name , love " xiao hisses as you ride his cock . " oh xiao~ you feel so good- " hearing that , he grabs your thighs and rubs circles on them as you ride him . you know he loves to hear his name come out of your mouth , so you tease him while bouncing on his dick , " xiao- mhh- im gonna- " you whine as you reach your climax , he moans out when he hears his name ; a euphoric feeling filling him as he cums for you . xiao is a huge switch so he loves it when you say , " youre such a good boy for me , xiao "

heizou - vocal partner

he loves a partner who knows what they want . he loves hearing you speak your mind , as he thinks your fascinating . just having conversations with you make heizou fall for you harder . the way his eyes so wonderously look into yours when you talk . hes a really good listener . but he also loves listening to you in the bedroom ...

" heiz- ah- " you whimper as he eats out your pussy . youve always been vocal for him when you get intimate , the way your voice beckons him to keep going drives him insane . " feels so good~ " you sigh in pleasure. " you like that , huh , dirty girl ? " heizou remarks , which just makes you more needy and pushes you closer to the edge . " ah- stop- mgh ! " you moan as he sucks your clit hard , " its too much-! " youre basically panting now , experiencing immense pleasure as you cum on heizous tongue , he laps up your juices and kisses your lips , making you taste your own climax .

itto - size kink

compared to itto , youre tiny , he towers over you and you can barely kiss his lips when you stand on your tiptoes . he loves being physically bigger than you , he feels like he must protect such a gorgeous person at all times . someone tries to get on your nerves ? your 6'1 crazy boyfriend wont hesitate to step in . cant reach something ? itto would much rather lift you up easily by the waist than getting it himself . he just loves how tiny you are compared to him .

he also loves how you can take his cock so well . with you being so tiny , he can see his cock inside of you when your tummy bulges , " you take me so well , cutie " he adores how small you look beneath him as he hovers above you . the way you struggle under him while he sucks your neck makes him only want you more . itto has always been one to eat you out , so he enjoys holding your hips down with his toned arms as he makes you squirm . " shhh~ darling . stay still for me , pretty thing "

[bbrissonn]

moldy w a gf who also plays a sport at michigan. i’m just gonna say volleyball cause that’s why i play but he’s like her biggest cheerleader and yelling at anyone who dares to say anything negative abt her OR her team

nick would be like your number one cheerleader. like it's always been your best friend, but even she's shocked at how crazy he goes during games.

warnings: not proofread

under the cut !

"let's go, baby!" nick yelled from his spot in the stands, fully decked out in maize, making it so much easier to for you to spot him. he was finally successful in convincing some of his friends to come with him to your game, and it was safe to say they were shocked at how he was acting.

"moldy, dude, calm down." luca laughed from next to him, some of the other boys nodding along. at the same moment, you hit your serve, the other team unable to get their body behind the ball, giving your team the point. this made your boyfriend stand up from his spot, yelling loudly.

"good job, babe!" he yelled out, clapping his hands with a wide smile. "let me cheer on my girl in peace, would you?" nick mumbled harshly, before once again yelling out encouragements for you.

"think people in ohio can hear you, bud."

"oh, speaking of ohio. im going down there next week for her game, any of you wanna come with?" he asked like it was nothing, his eyes staying focused on you.

"bro, you're insane."

~

once the game was over, all of the boys went home, expect for luca since nick forced him to stay. they were currently waiting for you outside, enjoying the warm weather before winter took over the town.

"luca?"

"mh?"

"do you... do you think i'm like, too intense?" nick wondered. he personally thought he was just being a supportive boyfriend, but after his friend's comments, he wasn't so sure anymore.

"what do you mean?"

"like during y/n's game. am i too much?" his question made the older boy a bit before placing one of his hands on nick's shoulder.

"you want her to thrive in what she does. i am yeah, you were a little loud. but you're happy when you're watching her, that's all that really matter, you know. don't let the guys get to your head." the defenseman spoke. before nick had time to respond, you walked out, rushing into your boyfriend's arms.

"you did amazing, baby. i am so proud of you." the boy mumbled in your ear as his arms wrapped around your waist tightly.

"always do well when my fav cheerleader is in the building, nicky."

taglist <3 @sleepybesson

[stinkysam]

Levi Ackerman - Breaking up speech.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “levi and his bf proposing to eachother? if it's not a bother? ૮ ˶ > 𖥦 ᆺก ა” - @vainillacookie

Reader : male (you/yours)

Levi was a bit nervous today.

He planned to ask the big question. But he wasn't one with words, let alone feelings, so he didn't know how to ask it.

He knew people liked to make a speech before asking the question, showing their love and devotion. And he thought that's what you'd like to have.

He wanted to provide just that, but he felt nervous about it.

He thought about it for days, rehashing in his head what he would say, point by point but on the D day, he couldn't find it in himself to begin. Not knowing when was the good moment.

Finally, he decide to jump into it, not giving himself much choice and time to think. This was now or never.

“[Name], can you come here for a second ?”

You finished quickly what you were doing and joined him.

“What is it ?”

You came way faster than he had anticipated, you really gave him no time to think more. This really was now.

“You know I love you. And loved you for years.” He began and you nod. “And, you always stayed by my side, no matter what happened, no matter the hardship… and-” You were no longer listening, your heart beating too loudly in your chest, eyes wide. Was he going to break up with you ? But why did he say he loved you ?

“[Name] ? Can you listen, please ? This is really important.”

“Are you breaking up with me ?”

He stares at you, surprised. What ?

“No ?” Where did that come from ?

“Oh. I thought- because you were being sentimental, not that you're never but, generally it's because you're gonna say something important and generally-” You started to ramble, explaining your thoughts process.

“Will you be my husband ?” He cuts you off, looking up at you, only to see your horrified face. Instantly he felt nervous again, wondering if had made the right choice.

“You… don't have to say yes…” He says. He knew it could happen, not everyone is up for marriage, he himself never thought he would be. And yet here he was. But he had thought you wanted it, he was sure he read the signs right. The way you talked about making a relationship official and certain. Like Jean with his girlfriend who's now his wife.

“No-” His heart skipped a beat at your reply. “I mean yes ! I just- I wanted to, uh, propose today as well.” You laugh nervously, digging in your pocket to reveal the rings.

He stared at them, then at you, god, you had scared him. What the fuck. He said nothing, taking in your words before smiling, scoffing lightly.

“And you had to look this horrified about it ?” He says and you laugh.

“I'm sorry, I was really surprised. I didn't think you'd make the move.” You explain. “But.” You shook your hands in the air, as if to erase everything. “Let's go back to the topic. Yes, I'd love to be your husband.”

A smile tugged at his lips again, nodding. His heart was beginning to pound in his chest.

“Then give me your hand.”

“In marriage ?” You joked.

“Yes, but also physically, don't you want the ring ?”

“Oh, yes, yes. I want the ring.” You giggle, giving him your hand. You couldn't help but jump from one foot to another in excitement as he pushed the ring around your finger.

He gave you his hand, and you did the same, but instead used the ring you bought for him.

He stared at it before looking at you, pulling you down to capture your lips into a tender kiss.

“Thank you...” He closed his eyes, his forehead resting against yours. “I really love it.”

“I hesitated with a necklace but I figured you wouldn't like something around your throat.”

“Mh. You did good.” He re-opened his eyes, looking into yours. "I like it."

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Hi hi babe!!!!

Ugh I'm so happy that you're request inbox is open hehe cause you know me

So I have a thot and was wondering if you could whip something up for me based on the lyrics of art deco by the one and only lana

(A little party never hurt no one

Not you and me

A little party never hurt no one

We were born to be free)

With of course Matty and some smut with it please? Love you babe 💗💗💗

my pumpkin hi!! okay so I got a little sidetracked and kinda went off course a bit, I sorta based the beginning part literally of those lyrics, and kinda did a bit of an age gap, I know im sorry!! couldn’t help myself, but suits bc it’s our queen, lana, right?? I made it a little longer than planned, but only bc I love you. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

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friday’s

matt murdock x f!reader

word count: 1240

warnings: 18+ readers only!! mention of an age gap, cunnilingus. mdni

✧.┊ MASTERLIST

As you're a little younger than Matt - a few substantial years younger - you were in different phases of your lives, nothing drastic. You just liked to spend your weekends getting blackout drunk at the nearest club, whereas your boyfriend, Matt, enjoyed a quiet night in with a takeout dinner. 

When your free time coincides- usually weekends, you'd spend time together. You'd take turns to pick said activity, allowing for a fair game. Considering you picked last weekend, it was now Matt's turn to choose, and to no surprise, it was the same as all the other countless weekends. 

You're both sprawled out on the sofa, laying lazily against each other after your overindulgence from the local Chinese restaurant, cartons cluttering the coffee table. You peek up to look at Matt, a subtle smile on your face as you rest your chin on his chest. "Wanna go out?" 

"Out? Sweetheart, we just ate," he grins in his usual way, shaking his head in amusement. "Don't you think it's a little late?" he asks, entertaining you.

"Never too late," you perk up, an excited smile on your face. "That's not a 'no'. Come on, a little party never hurt no one."

"No, sweetheart," he chuckles, tightening his grip as if to pull you back to him. "It's my turn, remember?"

"You’re so boring," you mumble, prodding his ribs with a pointed finger.

"Aw, I'm sorry," he plays along, teasing you. "Was I too hard on you?"

You hum in agreement, trailing over his chest with a featherlight touch. "Yeah. Uncalled for." 

"That so?" he asks, his voice low and quiet, almost like he was trying to lure you. 

“Mh-hm," you nod, still playful as you sit up, slipping from his grasp. "I think I'm going to sit in the other room now."

Matt catches on instantly- well, he knew from the start, but he'd never admit that to you. He found it endearing when you thought you could trick him, how your heart jumps a few beats when you tease him or how your breathing quickens when you lie. He knew you well, and he knew these teasing mind games you loved to play- every single one.

And right now, you were playing his favourite one of all. The one where you pout and pretend to be in a mood to get what you want. It was always harmless and playful on your behalf, never any intended malice. You enjoyed how he'd hang onto what you say and anticipate what you want, like you had him around wrapped around your finger.

Though, it was often more than that. You liked to work Matt up, get him so bothered that he had to do something about it- do something to you about it. But sometimes, you forgot who Matt is. And as much as he loved to be teased by you, there was only so much he could take, especially with a rock hard cock between his legs. 

"I think you want to stay in," he smiles down at you, the corners of his pretty lips twitching with suggestive thought. 

"No, I wanna go out," you lie, protesting your non-existent ground. "I can just call my friends if you're not gonna give me what—"

A firm yet gentle tap on the ass cuts you off. "Are you telling me I don't give you what you want?" Matt faintly asks, adjusting himself so you are in his place, your back against the couch with him hovering atop. "Do I not give you what you want?" he whispers, closing the space between you, grazing your lips with his own. "Is that true, sweetheart?"

"Yeah," you pathetically oppose once more, shamelessly lying to a blind catholic. 

He tuts, lingering against your lips before pulling away, teasing you the way you do him. "Okay then." He nods, slowly lifting himself from you.

You snake your arms around Matt's neck, pulling and guiding him back to you. "No— no, okay, okay, okay," you mutter, speaking rushed. "I lied… I lied," you whisper, speaking just as whiney and pathetically as earlier. You shimmy your hips, adjusting to wrap your legs around him, your knees hugging his hips. "I'm sorry— I'm sorry I lied."

He coos, a subtle proud smile slapped on his face. "I thought so," he lowers back to you and hesitantly brushes over your lips, making you wait for it.

Matt finally encaptures them, working over them with slight vigour. One hand settles on your waist, the other around your throat, guiding you and deepening the kiss.

He parts from your swollen lips, trailing a hurried line of brash kisses along your jaw and down the base of your throat, his hand pawing at your lounge shirt, eagerly trying to rid the fabric. He succeeds, hastily removing the garment over your head, his mouth immediately attaching to your bare chest, lazily licking over your stiffened nipples.

He slides down you, trailing sloppy kisses between the valley of your tits and down your stomach, halting when he reaches the waistband of your pyjama bottoms. He lingers soft, flutter-like kisses over your abdomen- ones that mimic the feeling in your lower belly. 

His focus lowers, as does his roughened palm- fingers grazing over your hips until they snake into the band of fabric, easing the loungewear down and over your thighs, all the way off your ankles. 

"Perfect," he mutters against your warm and exposed thigh, trailing a string of kisses up to the crease, pausing when he reaches the outline of your underwear. "I think we should stop here— call it a night." He teases, speaking softly against your covered pussy, almost whispering to it. 

"Matt," you warn, fingers digging into the swole of his shoulders. "Don't do that. It's not funny."

"It is," he chuckles into the pool of sweetness between your legs, the action making you twitch. "Needy little thing, hm?"

"Shut up," you reply breathlessly, winding your hips into his face, desperately trying to refocus him. "Please," you pant, playing with his hair, guiding him back to where you want him. "Come on."

Another amused chuckle slips past his lips before he finally slips down the wet piece of fabric that is your underwear. He adjusts his weight, stomach pressed flat against the sofa as he nestles his face between your legs, his arms hooking around your thighs.

He lightly exhales over your sensitive nub, breathing over it before eventually caving in, delicately kissing around the touch-starved mound. His movements are slow and confident as he trails over your folds, briefly sucking on them before continuing lower. He knew his way around a pussy, and wanted you to soak up every single tingle he was making you feel.

He lays his tongue flat against you, slowly licking up through your slit as if to savour your flavour on his tongue. "Taste so pretty, sweetheart," he hazily praises, his words loose and sluggish as he delves deeper into you, mumbling into your folds about how good you taste, already drunk off you.

Matt leisurely swipes over you, kissing and nibbling your cunt like he had all the time in the world- and maybe he did. Maybe he wanted to work you up and make you pay for all your teasing and petty games. And maybe, just maybe, this was his idea of spending the weekend together- Chinese food and cunnilingus on the couch. 

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this is so shit omg, I got bored reading and editing it🙃I don’t think I did your idea justice babe!?

matt taglist: @hailey-murdock @ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @redecoratestan @kpopgirlbtssvt @scarletsloveletter @princess-pebbles-things @messymissy @schneeflocky @readerhead @thegreengoop @charmedkim @queerponcho @selfryed

[tomkaulitzssgirl]

can u do jealous dom!Tom smut with female reader? (Have a wonderful day and thank youu!)

Jealousy, Jealousy | Tom Kaulitz

“don’t fucking play with me, y/n.” your boyfriend tom said, placing his hands above his hips.

you rolled your eyes, again, the same thing over and over again. it was always the same argument.

he was jealous of your friend that went to college with you, his name was samuel. it started off just as a simple not liking him, but now it had become a torture.

tom would always ask pictures when you were at college, wanting to see where and who you were with. he always wanted to pick you up and of course drop you off. he didn’t let you go to your lessons dressed as you wanted, because if it was “too much” it was a problem.

every time you received a text, he wanted to see who it was and checked your phone.

he had never been like this, it was too much, it was becoming unhealthy. he was always the jealous type but now it was becoming possession and obsession.

“tom, for the last time, i don’t know why he texted me! he just wanted to talk i guess!” your guys was full of exasperation as you threw your hands in the air.

“can’t he talk to someone else? why the fuck would he text you? that’s because you give him a reason to do that!” he raised his voice before taking off his shirt.

he had just came back from the practice, he was ready to take a shower but no, your little friend wanted to text you right at that moment. not that he wanted him to text you at any moment.

“can you stop with this? why do you get so mad, he’s just a friend!” you defended yourself, but somehow, him being angry and half naked made you blush.

it wasn’t the first time you liked when he got mad, but every time you felt sick when it happened.

“i don’t care if he’s just a friend, i don’t like him. i don’t want him around you.” he huffed and walked to the bathroom. you sighed, falling with your back on the bed.

some minutes after of you just laying there, on your side staring at the wall, tom came back in. he had just taken a shower, water was falling down his chest and he only had his boxers on.

you knew you were in the middle of a fight but you couldn’t help feeling a little bit turned on by him.

you squeezed your legs together and bit down your lip trying to avoid it, but tom seemed to notice.

his serious and angry face turned into a smirk as he saw what you did and he began to walk towards you. you felt ashamed.

“what?” you tried to sound angry but your voice betrayed you since it trembled.

he flipped you over on your back before placing himself on top of you, knees at your sides.

“you’ve been a bad girl.” he whispered in your ear before biting the lobe gently.

“no, i-i am always good for daddy.” you hissed at the feeling of him sucking on your neck, knowing exactly why he was doing that. he wanted to show samuel you were his.

“mh and you’re a liar too.” tom chuckled darkly, his hands going under one of his big shirts you were wearing. he slowly massaged your breast, playing with your nipple as his other hand found it’s way to your core.

“no panties? you’re such a whore.” you moaned, loving how he degraded you, moving his fingers inside you slowly, before starting to rub circles around your clit, “tell me who you belong to.”

“to you d-daddy…” you exhaled, thrusting your hips against his fingers, something that always made him go crazy. the way your body wanted more, that craved his touch, it was something he desired.

he took you almost to your climax, but then decided to take his fingers away just when you were about to come.

“tom? w-why?”

he stayed silent for a moment before taking his member out of his boxers.

“you’re gonna watch me jerk off without touching me. that’s your punishment.” he rubbed his length slowly, watching your half naked body.

“what?! that’s not fair!” you protested not wanting to put up with it. you did nothing wrong.

tom quickly slapped you across your cheek before grabbing your jaw, making you look at him in his eyes. “i decide what’s fair or not, now shut the fuck up and watch.”

your chest went up and down heavily, your cheeks red and your lips slowly parted as you observed him move his hand fast.

tom didn’t make much noise, beside groaning and swearing some times, but his expression said it all and you loved it.

he began playing with his lower piercing, making eye contact with you. you couldn’t hold it anymore, you were getting wetter and wetter, so you decided to carefully bring your hand between your legs to get some relief, but tom noticed immediately and slapped it away.

“you’re really testing me right now.” he said before he got up, stopping his movements on his member. you watched him as he took a belt in his wardrobe before coming to you again.

he grabbed your wrists harshly, you tried to fight him off but he was much stronger than you, so he easily stopped you and held them together, “you asked for it.”

“i don’t care. i don’t want to touch you anyway.” you lied, turning your head to the other side.

tom gripped your hair with his strong hand, making you yelp and look at him again. “why are you being such a brat, huh?” he tilted his head to the side as he stared into your eyes.

you smirked a bit, opening your legs more, “because i like it.”

he noticed the movement of your legs and almost wanted to give in and give you what you wanted, but he held back from it. “you’re doing it just because you want my cock so bad. you wanna feel me inside your pussy as i fuck you hard, huh?”

you found yourself lost in his words as your eyes examined every little details of his handsome face, and you nodded, almost under a spell. what was he doing to you?

tom smirked seeing how enamoured you were. he could read it in your eyes. he got closer to your face as his hand began to slowly being pleasure to himself.

“well, you won’t get it.” was all he whispered in your ear, getting faster and faster with his movement.

a pout formed on your face, and your body ached so bad to just be touched with a finger of his.

your eyes were fixed on his hand, how he gripped himself so well, and they went to his face, how his expression was almost a painful one as he watched your body for help.

all you could do was watch him and suddenly, it was something that was giving you pleasure. you had never experienced this before.

you noticed when he was about to cum, his eyes closing as his orgasm was ready to be freed. his head was thrown back before he looked at you again.

you found yourself whimpering just by seeing that scene. that specific sensation formed in your lower belly and before you knew, you arched your back, climaxing at the same time tom did.

his juices splattered on your belly as he let out a series of curse words. he fell right beside you, noticing your trembling legs.

tom stayed quiet for a bit before letting out a low chuckle, “did you just come untouched?”

you bit down your lip, slowly nodding, you had lost all the confidence you had before.

tom laughed at your embarrassed behaviour, removing the belt from your wrists before wrapping one arm around your body and bringing you closer to his chest.

“you know i love you right?” he looks down at you as he said that.

“yes. i love you too.” you answered, looking up at him with a confused face.

“that’s why i don’t want to lose you and i don’t like that guy. i simply don’t trust him and i’m scared he will make you change your idea of me. and let’s be real, he’s a bit like me as well. he plays guitar, dresses like me, has long hair. i don’t know, i’m just scared.” he revealed his insecurities and you waited until he finished so you could speak, not wanting to ruin this moment. it was rare that tom opened up this way.

you sighed, going up to his level a bit, so you could give him a sweet kiss on his soft lips. “i understand but you don’t need to be scared. i only love you tom and even if he dresses like you it doesn’t mean anything because he isn’t you. i don’t love you just because your appearance. i love you as a person and that’s not something you can replace.”

you reassured him, stroking his cheek as he took in your words. “but can i ask you to stop talking to him? i know it sounds toxic but i don’t feel comfortable with it.”

you smiled a bit, he sounded cute as he said that and you actually appreciated how he was explaining this in a calm and collected way.

“of course i can. i respect your boundaries. i just wanted you to talk to me about it the way we’re doing it now, instead of making a scene.”

tom breathed out heavily almost as if he took a weight off of his chest. “thank you for understanding, i know i’m a dick sometimes. it’s just the way i react to things.”

you giggled giving him another kiss, this time deepening it. he started to sit up a bit as he continued to kiss you, placing his hand at the sight of your head, getting on top of you again.

“wanna fuck?” he asked when you guys broke away, making you laugh out loud as you nodded, spending the rest of the night showing you who owned you.

a/n: hope you like it 🖤

[formulapookie]

10 with rosquez pretty please

“Amore where is your shirt? I need to see something”

Vale is looking through Marc’s closet, he’s sure he’s seen that one shirt somewhere in there.

Meanwhile Marc is trying to make a run for the room, he knows exactly what hides under the folded shirts and it would be extremely embarrassing if Vale found it.

“Wait wait wait i’m gonna look for it there’s no rush I-”

As soon as he gets in the bedroom he knows he’s arrived too late.

Vale is staring at something inside his closet, and at first he’s frozen.

Then his lips curl in a knowing smirk, and he turns towards Marc.

“What you got here amore?”

“Nothing”

“Mh doesn’t seem like nothing to me. Come here take a look”

Marc has gone bright red by now, staring at his feet as he walks up to where Vale is standing.

There’s no simple way to get out of this, Marc has got a dildo hidden under his shirts, and Vale is just staring at it licking his lips.

“I see you have fun without me when i’m not here eh?”

Well Marc can’t lie, they don’t really have matching calendars, and he can’t really go without it for so long, not after he’s got back with Vale and they fuck every change they get and on pretty much every surface of the house.

“Don’t be shy amore, i’m not angry at all”

And Marc can see it in Vale’s eyes, he’s everything but angry, he looks pretty aroused to be fair.

If the licking of lips and the lust filled eyes he’s watching Marc with are anything to go by.

Vale knows Marc is embarrassed by it, but he simply doesn’t see any reason to be, he bets he’s really hot while bouncing on that toy, maybe not as much as he does when he’s riding Vale but a close one.

Marc tries to hide it back under his shirts, but Vale is now high on arousal and he’ll be damned if he’ll let this new knowledge go to waste.

He grabs Marc’s wrist before he can do anything more.

“Marc my love, what are you doing?”

He can’t answer, he��s too embarrassed by this whole situation.

“You enjoy playing with it? Fucking yourself on it when I’m away for races and can’t make you feel good myself?”

“I - yeah I do”

“Mh you like it a lot? More than me?”

“No! No no I just use it when you’re far and we can’t fuck”

“But I bet you have a lot of fun using it eh?”

He’s red as fuck right now because what else could he be? Vale is just continuing his little quest to have him die of embarrassment apparently.

“I wonder how you look when you do it yourself”

Vale closes the distance between them too, swallowing a moan coming from Marc as he palms him through his boxers.

“Come on give me a show amore”

And Marc can’t refuse right now, because Vale’s voice is simply too hot and perfect, telling him what to do and toying with him like that.

Vale goes to sit on the bed, back against the headboard, looking at Marc with a half smile.

He’s obviously hard in his pants, and it only gets Marc stupider and makes him act quicker.

He grabs the toy from its place and quickly yanks off his briefs, throwing them somewhere in the room.

He grabs the lube from the bedside drawer and squirts a small amount on his fingers, they already went the night before, there’s no need to stretch that much.

Marc opens himself up quickly and messily, squelching sounds filling the air between them together with the little whimpers he lets out every time he brushes past his prostate.

“Fuck Vale please”

“Oh don’t look at me baby, act like i’m not here and you’re so desperate for my cock you fuck yourself with a toy because you need it so bad you can’t wait for me”

“Fuck”

He spreads his legs more, taking the toy an pushing it past the rim of his hole.

“Ah Vale”

Vale looks at him with vivid interest, pulling his boxers down just the right amount to take his dick out and stroke himself.

Once the dildo it’s all the way in Marc looks like a vision, mouth open, short sharp breaths and eyes hungry for lust.

“Do you scream my name when you fuck yourself with it Marc? You try to imagine it’s me instead of your little toy?”

Marc begins thrusting it with a quick pace in an out, trying to get as much pleasure from it as possible, Vale just watching and not doing anything beside touching himself adds to the charge of arousal he already feels.

“I - yeah fuck I imagine it’s you but it’s not the same you’re better than this”

“Well I hope I’m better than a piece of plastic amore”

“And bigger too and - and you when you talk I try to think about your words but I love them so much more when it’s you saying them”

“You like me talking you through it amore?”

“Yeah I love it”

Marc’s words are broken by moans and whimpers, he’s coming apart in front of Vale, who’s enjoying his little show.

“You look beautiful right now you know that? Following my orders like a desperate slut, fucking yourself with your toy in front of me. Moaning so much every neighbour must have heard you scream my name. You’re made for this, for me. Can you be good for me and come when I tell you to? Or are you so desperate for my cock you’ll come as soon as I touch you Marc?”

Marc has not stopped fucking himself and Vale speaking like that to him it’s getting him closer and closer to the edge so rapidly he feels high on it.

“Vale please fuck me”

“Are you close already? Ah I wanted to keep playing our little game a bit longer”

“Please please I need you”

“You can’t cum if it’s not me inside you? Is that it Marc?”

“No I ah I just want you”

“Mh if you come from this when I tell you I might give you a reward, can you do that? Be good for me?”

“Yeah everything you want just please let me come Vale”

“You’re so pretty”

Vale stops jerking himself off and closes the distance between him and Marc, kissing him needy and dominant, Marc loosing his mind over it, but still fucking himself, Vale never asked him to stop.

“Come for me pretty boy, show me how bad you want me”

He comes with a broken moan, a thrill of energy rushing through all of his body, as Vake swallows the sounds coming from him.

[romanestuffsposts]

Hello wonderful

If you have time could you write about stucky's little who has fainting spells? Sometimes when I get too hot i end up passing out, all the noise goes kinda fuzzy and I can only focus on one object in front of me before everything goes black. Maybe the reader faints when they are out at the park/zoo and they both get scared because they forgot that happens to their little?

Hi there love!

Oh no i'm so sorry it happens to you! I really hope you're okay when you have to go through that, It must be hard. Please be careful and take care of you sweetie! ❤️

I hope you like how I wrote your request and I hope it wasn't too long.

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : fainting spells, lots of sun, zoo, doctors, worried daddies, caring daddies, lost little reader, aftercare

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : all you wanted was a perfect day at the zoo

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You finally have the chance to see the koalas. They're in front of you, some of them hidding but the most beautiful koala you've ever seen is just in front of you, behind that giant window.

You had been waiting for weeks, months even before you finally hear a yes from your Daddies's mouths. You couldn't contain your joy from that moment until you step inside the parc.

Your Daddies didn't liked the idea of going to the zoo because it's a big place and knowing you, they knew you would only run around without caring if they're behind you or not. So they were really stressed and anxious whenever you ask them again to go there for a day and they had to come up with an excuse.

But they can't prive you from the funny things of the world so they eventually said yes. Which is why you're here now, gazing at this beautiful koala with your mouth wide open and stars in your eyes.

"it's beautiful, isn't ?" Your Papa smiles as he takes a steps forward. He rests a hand on your shoulder "it's just like you when you're wrapping yourself around us whenever you're in our arms" your Daddy teases as he takes a steps toward you too.

You couldn't thing about anything else, the loud sun peering behind the koala, hitting your head in the process doesn't bother you more than that, the loud chatters from people around you don't bother you so much, neither do the smell of food mixed with the smell of all the animals around because your mind doesn't focus on all of that.

Your Papa's hand slide up to your forehead because he wanted to put away some hairs that were in front of your eyes but he stops when he feels how hot your head is.

‘’Bucky’’ he discreetly calls to not alarm you. Bucky calmly walks closer and gives his husband a question look.

Steve’s eyes fall on his hand before going back in your Daddy’s, signaling him what he has to do. Bucky slowly and naturally rests his hand on your forehead once Steve moved his and his eyes immediately go wide.

‘’Baby ?’’ His eyes rest now on you ‘’are you feeling okay ?’’

You didn’t wanted to leave so you hadn’t told your daddies that you started to feel too hot to your liking. After the koalas you were supposed to go see the Penguins so it would be a place a lot more fresher than now. You had hoped it helped to make you feel better.

‘’Mh-mh’’ you nod your little head as your eyes stay glued to the beautiful animal in front of you.

‘’put your hat on, please’’ Your Papa orders in a gentle but firm voice. If you still feel fine then it’s not gonna last long with your head heat.

You whine quietly because you have to look away for a second to go in your bag and pull out your hat. But the way your Papa had spoke told you enough to not disobey him.

As you look down after putting your bag on the ground, you suddenly feel your head spinning just by the little movement of looking down instead of right in front of you. You lose your balance and extend your hand to try to grab your Papa’s leg so you’ll stay on your feet.

Your Daddies didn’t noticed until you fell on the ground that something were wrong but once they did, all their attention go on you.

Steve is quick to pick you up after you hadn’t respond his call while Bucky shout at everyone to move off of their way and to the staffs to do something.

You were quickly taken under care. The doctors of the park were quick to come meet you and they take your Daddies and you with them, toward a place quieter and hidden from eyes.

‘’Lie her here’’

The older doctor walk toward you once your Papa agreed to let you go and start his examen.

Questions and questions were thrown at your Daddies like ;

Ad she eaten anything since breakfast ?

Did she wear a hat ?

Did she had sunglasses on her eyes ?

Did she had enough water ?

Did they avoid areas that are too exposed to the sun?

They answered each one of them with the hope of finding what happened.

The doctor came to the conclusion that the sun had hit your head to much and said that you needed rest. They proposed to let you there until you feel better.

‘’Does it happen often ?’’ The young doctor asks as he pulls a blanket above you and rest a glass of water beside the hospital bed.

Bucky shakes his head ‘’no it ne- fuck yes’’ he breathes out after réalisation hit him. He runs a hand in his hair as now both of the doctors have their eyes on him ‘’ it already happened’’

He turns to Steve who looked at him with wide eyes. How could’ve they forgot such a thing ?

‘’It already happened ?’’ The older one ask ‘’ can you tell me the frequency of the fainting spells ?’’

‘’We- we don’t really know, it happened only three times since we-‘’ Bucky doesn’t finish his sentence.

‘’explain to us the situation of when it happened please’’

‘’Well the first time it was after we moved out. We just brought a house a few months after we meet her and at the end of the last day of moving she faints in the living room.’’

‘’The second time it happened we weren’t there. She stayed with a friend of us who loves her and they went to the parc and had a fun day out. Right before going in the shower before her bedtime she faints’’

‘’And the last-

‘’okay so she faints when she has too much exercices ?’’ The young doctor asks

‘’It’s not possible. We have a lots of days like those and it doesn’t happen each time’’ Steve states.

‘’It’s normal it doesn’t happen each time. Usually it’s factors that change and we cannot alway plan what will happen before it happens. Sometimes there are signs and other times there aren’t any’’ the older one say.

‘’Now that we know it’s not only because of the sun, we’re not gonna call an ambulance but I advice you to go see a doctor. He will be able to help you and her through it. Maybe someone in who you have your trust in’’ he adds.

They know the perfect person for that.

The doctors leave the room you were all in to give you some quiet. They said to take all the moment you needed and that they’ll come every fifteen minutes to check in.

Bucky kneels at your head’s level and runs his fingers gently in your soft hair, he presses a sweet kiss on your forehead, waiting patiently for you to open your eyes.

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A few minutes later which was an eternity for your Daddies. Your little eyes start to blink at the unknown room you’re in.

You let out a tired moan which immediately got your Daddies’s attentions. ‘’ princess ?’’

You look to the side and see both of your favorite men sitting beside you, their big hands around your little one ‘’hi there my sweet love’’ Bucky smiles with relief in his eyes as he finally sees your beautiful eyes

‘’Are you feeling okay ? Do you want some water ?’’ Your Papa asked, already on his feet to give you the glass before you even respond.

But you whine and shake your head which cause him to stop his movement ‘’alright but don’t hesitate to tell us when you want it’’

You nod your head and close your eyes, you just want to sleep

‘’you’re tired babydoll ?’’ Your Daddy’s fingertips keep massaging your scalp and hairs which make you want to sleep even more. You sigh through your nose and nod your head.

‘’Alright, rest sweetie. We don’t have to worry about the day, we still have lots of time to keep the visit and if you don’t have the strength to do it anymore then it’s totally okay, we can come back another day’’ your Papa whispers in your ear

‘’We’ll take care of you, always. You’ll never have to support your pain alone, no matter what pain it is. We’ll always be there, always’’

[rapha-reads]

IWTV rewatch

Season 1 episode 1 [In Throes of Increasing Wonder...] - part 2/2

- [Louis] "It bears repeating, I did not consider myself a homosexual man at the time" - yeah that was the repression talking. "I ended up embracing my sexuality" - oh did you? That why people still write you as an altar boy?

- [Daniel] "We're not here for me" - not yet, Danny, not yet... Your turn will come.

- [Louis] "I had never let myself to feel emotionally close to anyone, much less a man" - okay, this boy needs a thousand hugs. Who's volunteering? Never mind, outta my way, I'm volunteering.

- [Louis] "You could be a lot of things in New Orleans, but an openly gay Negro man was not one of them" - sadly I'm pretty sure the rule still applies in many parts of the world today. Oh, hey, another social commentary! Love those.

- [Louis] "I vowed never to return again. I shut that night out of my mind and turned my attentions back to life as it was before" - sure Jan. Meanwhile Lestat is premiering the yellow dressing gown of wallowing and depression.

- Aaaand it's been a month. Grace's wedding. She's so pretty. "Altar Boys Come Dancing Everyday For God" - excuse me while I go dying of laughter. But also, hey, y'all ready for Louis to lose all of his societal markers and all of his culture? That's gonna hurt. Another reason why making Louis Black is the best choice ever. There's culture here, there's community, and Louis' about to be cut off from all of that, the music, the dancing, the traditions and rituals. But also, if we consider book canon, the Creole community of NOLA and its ties with voodoo are going to come into focus later on. I don't think Rolin Jones will adapt Merrick, but still, it's there and it makes what happens in Merrick to Louis even more intense when you picture Creole Louis instead of white Louis.

- [Paul] "I think you should get married next" - what did I say about provoking the universe? One way or another everything gets manifested.

- [Paul] "'You think Levi loves her enough? You know, Grace needs a lot of love.' [Louis] 'I do.' [Paul] 'Do you think he's givin' her everything he's got inside of him?' [Louis] 'Mm-mh.'"

This. This little exchange is very, very crucial. Grace ain't the only Du Lac sibling who needs a lot of love. Grace ain't the only Du Lac sibling who needs their partner to give them everything they have. Now consider Lestat: does he love Louis? At this point he loves an idea of Louis, an ideal. Will he come to actually love the true Louis? Yes. Will it be enough? Definitely no. Why? Because he didn't give Louis everything, and that's what Louis needed. Now the other problem, because there is another problem, because the fault definitely does not lie only in Lestat, is that Louis cut himself off from loving, by his own words. Louis doesn't allow himself to love, and thus, doesn't allow himself to be loved. And Lestat, Lestat similarly does not open himself up entirely, therefore does not love truly. *big sigh* Gonna take a good century and more, but we'll get there.

- The shots of Louis and Paul on the roof at sunrise are gorgeous. Light's absolutely gorgeous. Don't know if it was shot on location or in studio, but that whole scene is bathed in warm lights, ethereal light, it's truly gorgeous.

- "'I love you Louis.' 'And I love you too, baby brother'" - exit Paul, pursued by his birdies. Others have written about it better than I (need to find that post), but that's the last thing that Paul says to his brother. Those are the last words Louis says to his most favourite person in the whole wide world. Understandably, that messes him up and he locks the words away deep deep down, buried where they can't hurt anyone else, because in Louis' grief and guilt, it's the words that pushed Paul to jump. Better not to say them and risk the ones he loves. Except you can't live your life and love people locking away the love. You need to get the words out to truly give them power. And that's Louis' downfall after all. He gave some words too much power that didn't need it, shouldn't have that power, and he took the power from some words that should never have lost it.

- [Louis] "That was the last sunrise I ever saw. Perhaps the kindest thing the dark gift has given me. I don't miss the sun, the reminders it carries." - yeah understandable. Do seek out some therapy tho.

- I appreciate how Daniel closes his laptop and follows Louis on the balcony. It shows the depths of his compassion, or even, empathy.

- Oh, hey, social commentary on the world of the 2020s, now. This show keeps on giving. [Louis] "This virus, it turned the world sideways" - yeah, well, perhaps not enough, 'cause look at us four years after/into the pandemic, not a lot has changed, has it? I think it needs a few more turns of the screw.

- [Daniel] "'I get it. I' m gonna die. They're gonna die. But not the vampire.' [Louis] 'The vampire is bored. The human was destroyed.'" - okay Louis you have got to stop hanging out only with Armand, it's not doing good for your psyche.

I love how vampirism corrects the physical aspects (within limits), repairs the broken and bleeding, but can do nothing against the mental illness. Born as a mortal with depression and anxiety? Too bad, that goes on as a vampire, and bad news everyone, now you can't even properly kill yourself! Enjoy an eternity with the parasite in your brain.

- [Mama du Lac] "You must have said something to him, Louis, to make him do that to himself." - we have a contender for Mother of the Year here, guys. Pretty sure she can compete against Gabrielle. The violence of the mother telling her oldest son he's at fault for the youngest's suicide. And now "Paul's in Hell because of you" GREAT GEE THANKS MAMA. I'm gonna go take a swim in the Mississippi.

- [Louis] "Lestat's ambush had disoriented me." - yeah, you have a stalker, baby boy. And depression. And a mother who hates you. And a dead brother. And the weight of being a Black gay man in 1910 New Orleans. That's. That's a looooooot. Oh, and your only friend Miss Lily got Lucy-ed. Babe you need a break and the story hasn't even properly started, lmao.

- "Bless me Father, for I have sinned. Grievously sinned. I'm a drunk, Lord. I'm a liar. I am a thief, Lord. I profit off the miseries of other men, and I do it easy. Drugs, liquor, women. I-I-I-I lure them in and grab what they got, Lord. I take daughters with no homes and I-I put 'em out on the street, Lord, and I lie to myself saying I-I'm giving them a roof and food and dollar bills in they pocket, but I look in the mirror, I know what I am - the big man in the big house, stuffing cotton in my ears so I can't hear their cries. And Lord, I dragged my family into this mess with me. I shame my father. I f- I failed my brother. I lost my mother and sister, and rather than fix it like a man should, Lord, I run like a coward. I run to the bottle. I run to the grift. I run to bad beds. I-I laid down with a man. I laid down with the Devil. And he has roots in me, all his spindly roots in me, and I can't think nothin' anymore but his voice and his words! Please, help me! I am weak! I wanna die!"

Sorry, I needed to put the entire tirade because jesus h christ, ALL THE AWARDS FOR JACOB. The voice quivering. The staccato of the confession, the rhythm of the repetition, "Lord". The crescendo, the way the voice quickens, the way Louis is shivering and spitting out the words as if they're razor blades hurting his throat as he speaks them. This man needs all the awards, now.

And also because this. This is the heart of Louis in the first part of his story. The grief. The powerlessness. The shame. The self-hatred. The religious turmoil. The fact that it's so easy for him to do bad things.

The parallel with Lestat, Lestat who was the pourvoyeur of food for his impoverished family back in the Auvergne, Wolfkiller Lestat who took on his shoulder the responsibility of putting food on his family's table even when his family never had a kind word or gesture for him, even when his family hurt him the most.

And finally, oooh, book spoiler, the "spindly roots" of the Devil/Lestat in him, the tentacles of Amel inside each and every vampire and how Louis was the first one to get free of this influence. Oh, the writers are clever. So clever. And this speech is so brilliantly written. And delivered.

- And finally Lestat the hunter. Lestat the killer. Lestat the monster. The monster with too many emotions.

"This primitive country has picked you clean. It has shackled you in permanent exile. Every room you enter, every hat you're forced to wear - the stern landlord, the deferential businessman, the loyal son - all these roles you conform to and none of them your true nature. What rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow. The first time I laid eyes on you, your beautiful face, I saw that sorrow. I did not know how it got there or why it was so voluminous. I can take away that sorrow, Louis. I can give you that death you begged your feeble, blind, degenerate, nonexistent god for. But I can do it... joyfully. I can swap this life of shame, swap it out for a Dark Gift and a power you can't begin to imagine. You just have to ask me for it. You just have to nod your beautiful head... and say yes. I love you, Louis. You are loved. I send my love to you, and you send it back round to me. And this circle, this home we barely had a glimpse of... know it frightens me as much as it does you."

Oh, boy, Lords have mercy on me, a second absolutely stunning morceau de bravoure in the span of ten minutes, another epicness of writing and acting and delivering, just as many awards for Sam for heaven's sake, that was phenomenal.

And now onto the content itself. Just as with Louis, this is the heart of Lestat at that point of time, that which explains him - or could explain him, but we have to remember that those are Louis' words about Lestat's words. Louis' version of what Lestat said. But here we see, the loneliness of Lestat, his fear of being alone always. We see his one true big dream, to have a home, to belong, to be a part of something bigger than himself where he'd be seen, he'd be loved, he'd matter. The dream he achieves in the final books of the series, Prince Lestat, the dream that takes him more than two hundred years to reach. The dream he thought, felt, believed was possible alongside Louis. Except neither Lestat nor Louis were ready at this point. Because there is still so much they don't know. About themselves, about vampiric nature, about the world at large. About love and what love is, what love can be, what love should be, what love shouldn't be. Because yes, Lestat does love Louis. Fell first, as we'd say. But fell broken and twisted, didn't understand the nature of this love, didn't realize that you cannot love an ideal, an image, an icon, that you must love a real being with all their flaws and complexities and paradoxes.

And another thing is how at the start, Louis is hang up on his religious upbringing and its trauma, while Lestat rejected it all, or claims that he did. And then the steam inverses, and in the late 20th century (if we go by book canon), Louis's full on atheist and doesn't care anymore about religion (written black on white in the books), while Lestat is going through crisis of faith after crisis of faith (Akasha, the body thief, Memnoch...). They're not traveling the same Devil's road, and their roads are not joining together, not yet, not for a very long time, and all their efforts to make their separate roads one singular one will harm them more than if they hadn't done anything.

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