#mike faist

[jesuistrestriste]

sometimes i dream of this version of mike’s hair and i wake up with tears in my eyes .

[ultimatekingemperorsupreme]

Something about him...

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MIKE FAIST Challengers (2024)

[rkiving]

Mike Faist as Jack Twist in Brokeback Mountain at West End (2023)

[tashism]

MY FAMILY I MISS THEM SO MUCH………

[matchpointfaist]

first time reader x dilf art

this is kinda just rambling idk! tw for mild daddy kink, virginity loss, age gap, size kink, squirting, creampie, sorry no plot!!!!!! <3

he’d be soooo sweet with it, making sure to make your night special, lighting candles in his bedroom and treating you to a nice dinner. he’d take you to bed, all slow kisses and needy touches, helping you out of your clothes until you were splayed out on his bed, looking up at him clad in just your pink matching set you’d picked out for the occasion, your expression so sweet compared to the thoughts racing through his mind.

“so goddamn pretty, angel,” he’d tell you, taking his time getting you all worked up, slipping his fingers into your panties and giving you a satisfied hum of approval when he found you dripping wet, just for him. “you want me to touch you, hm?” he’d ask, playing the innocent card as you whined for more, his fingers tracing your clit, “want daddy to stretch you out? that it?”

you’d nod, all eager for it, already halfway to your first orgasm of the night just from his lazy touches. “please,” you’d whine, kissing his jaw, “wanna be yours, daddy,” he’d take your jaw in his free hand, the other slipping a finger inside you, groaning at how tight you were around him, “you’re already mine,” he’d tell you, faux sternness dripping from his voice, “yknow that? my sweet girl,” “yes,” you’d choke out, eyes screwed shut as he worked you open, “oh, art,”

he’d take his time bringing you to the edge, watching in awe as you came undone around his fingers, pulling them out to slip them into your mouth, lazy smile on his lips as you eagerly sucked them clean. “atta girl,” he’d murmur, kissing your forehead, “you think you’re ready for me, hm?” “yes please,” you’d nod, eyes wide and excited, reaching for his boxers. he’d push your hands away gently, shaking his head, “just lay there for me, angel. let me do the rest,”

he’d lay you back, slowly peeling off your pretty set, cock twitching at the sight of you on display before him. he’d pull down his boxers, pumping himself slowly, eyes raking over your figure, drinking you in, before he worked his way up, kissing you softly. “gonna go slow, okay?”

he slipped just the tip in at first, already groaning at the feeling of you stretching around him, his eyes squeezed shut as he rested his forehead against yours. “tell me if you need me to stop, baby,” he’d mumble, voice tight with restraint. “so big,” you’d whimper as he slid a little deeper, your hand finding his, intertwining your fingers. “doing so good for me,” he’d pull back slightly, just far enough to watch himself slide inside of you, nearly filling you up right then and there at the sight, “god, such a pretty pussy,” his free hand would come to rub slow, easy circles on your clit, easing you open, slowly bottoming out inside you.

“oh, daddy,” your eyes were watery, your cheeks flushed red as you clenched around him. “i know, baby,” he’d say softly, “you okay, hm? need me to pull out?” you’d shake your head quickly, eager to keep him inside you, drunk on the combination of pain and pleasure, “you can move, ‘m okay,”

he’d slowly slide back out, hissing out a curse before sliding back inside, his entire body tensing as he watched you pulse around him. “so good, baby, doing so good f’me,” he’d hold your thighs, gentle but tight, slowly working up a rhythm, watching every expression on your face. once you were good and relaxed, he’d speed up slightly, increasing his pressure on your clit just enough to have you writhing, soaking his cock, begging for more. “greedy girl,” he’d nearly growl, his free hand settling loosely around your throat, “god, taking me so good,”

“feels s’good,” you’d babble beneath him, “so full,” he’d pull on leg up, resting it on his shoulder, groaning as he got even deeper inside you, “oh, that’s it,” he’d press a kiss to your calf, fucking you faster, watching the way your tits bounced, “oh, god, gonna pump you full,”

“please, please-“ you were a mess, flushed all over, tears streaking your cheeks as you came for the third time, “daddy, oh-“ he gasped hoarsely as you squirted around his cock, the sheets dampening beneath you, his pupils dilating almost painfully at the sight. “oh, baby,” he moaned, letting go all restraint and pounding into you, leaning forward to kiss you as he neared the edge, “my good fuckin’ girl,”

you clenched around him, moaning into his mouth as his hips stuttered, a groan leaving his lips. he fucked you through it, panting against you, hips slowly stilling, “you alright, angel?” “mhm,” you’d hum, “was i good?” “oh, you were perfect,” he’d smile down at you, kissing your forehead before slowly pulling out with a hiss, pulling you down to lay against his chest, “you sleepy?” “mhm,” you’d press a kiss to his chest lazily, “i love you,” “i love you too, sweet girl,” he’d kiss your forehead one last time before letting his head hit the pillow, still buzzing.

[tennisprincess]

His lips are so cherry pinky red

Need the lip combo

[houseofblve]

you all didn’t appreciate him enough and now he’s gone forever 😔

[diyasgarden]

happy anniversary to this photo 🤍

[zweigsons]

mike faist save me but specifically him as art in that one scene on the couch with tashi where he is so boyfriendhusbandloversneakylink errmmmmm saw your post about wanting rqs so maybe write something like that okay bye much love

he's so pretty when he goes down on me!

art donaldson x f!reader smut

summary: you can't even leave your husband alone for two hours - he'll decide he needs you all to himself.

etc: nsfw!, finger-fucking, oral f!receiving, stupid stupid boy who is absolutely whipped for you

a/n: yes this took me like five million years WHO CARES

word count: 833

“I missed you,” You had hardly gotten in the door before your husband was greeting you with a kiss. 

You giggled against him and then pulled away. “I was on a grocery run,” You said, flitting away from him and to the kitchen counter to set your bags down. 

He hummed, coming up behind you and kissing the back of your neck. “I know. I still missed you.” 

You turned around and his nose bumped against yours. He grinned, kissing your cheek and then aiming for your mouth, but you turned away. 

It was cute how fast his grin turned into a pout, “You’re mean to me.” 

“I have to put the cold stuff away,” You reasoned, glancing back at him and biting back a giggle. 

He sighed and stepped back, letting you do what you had intended to when you stepped through the door. Once the cold and perishable items were away in the fridge, you went back to your position in front of him. 

He kissed you, slowly and sweetly, and you let him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he pushed you into the counter, hands on your hips. “You taste good,” He said in between breaths and kisses. 

You smiled, “I stopped by the farmer’s market and they had some free samples of honey.” 

He swallowed and you watched as his smile twisted to the side for a moment. “You should’ve gotten some. I’d love to lick it off of you,” He chuckled, leaning in and licking your neck as if it were a demonstration of what he would do. 

You scoffed, “You’re funny. Maybe next time.” 

“Mmh, next time,” He had already stopped paying attention to your words because he had dropped to his knees, beginning to bunch up the maxi skirt you had worn out. 

“Art,” You gasped softly. 

“What?” He asked like he didn’t know what he was doing. “I’m just showing you how much I missed you,” He grinned before pushing up the rest of your skirt and mouthing at your cunt through your underwear. 

“I was gone for, ah, two hours,” You sighed, giggling a little as he nibbled at the waistband of your underwear. 

“Two hours too many,” He mouthed against your skin. 

You shuddered as he curled his fingers into the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down. 

And, finally, as if the thought just occurred to him, he asked, “This is okay, right?” 

He looked like a puppy, looking up at you from the floor, pressing another kiss into your tummy. 

“Jesus, Art, yeah. Yeah, it’s fine, I’m not gonna fuckin’ say no at this point.” 

He chuckled, “Okay. Good to know.” 

He pushed you up onto the counter and his strong hands spread your thighs apart. His tongue teased you for a moment before he brought your clit into his mouth and sucked on it gently. 

You hissed and your legs tensed as he continued to use his mouth to please you. He moved down and pointed his tongue, pushing it inside of you. His nose nudged against your clit as his tongue lapped at you and, God, it felt good.

“Art,” You whined, tilting your head back, letting it bump against the cabinets. 

“Wha’?” He asked, tongue still inside you. 

His fingers reached around and dug into your back, pulling you closer into him. You gasped and it slipped into a moan as you pressed your heels into his shoulders. He removed his tongue and then licked another stripe through your folds, his movements making you melt. 

Another moan squeaked out of your lips as he continued to work his tongue into you. You had to resist saying his name again as you tugged at his hair, biting down on your lip. 

He moved his mouth up again and sucked on your clit as he started to gently push two of his fingers into you. You gasped as he pushed his fingers into you, all the way up to his knuckles. 

You almost saw stars as he curled his fingers up, something close to a yelp escaping your lips. He chuckled against you, and the slight vibrations it brought made you melt. 

Another moan squeaked out of you, and you curled your fingers into his hair. “Baby,” You whined, feeling yourself teeter on the edge of your climax. 

He groaned as his tongue lapped against your clit, determined to make you cum. 

The coil in your stomach wound tighter as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, and within a few seconds, you were shuddering against him as you came. 

He rose up with a smug smile on his face and your wetness smeared across his lips. It was sexy. 

He leaned in to kiss you, and you let him. He tasted like you–which wasn’t a surprise. He started to deepen the kiss, but you pushed him back. “Help me put up the rest of the groceries.” 

He let out a snort of laughter, “Fine.”

[coolgrl111]

😭😭😭😭

[t1ts-4-donaldson]

Someone please explain the context of this video

[bonniesbluee]

my whole personality revolves around them btw

[zendayuhs]

he’s so hot coworker that you have a fucked up toxic situationship with and ruins your life idk

[tennisprincess]

Pussy popping

this pic of mike always kills me bc why is his pussy out

[whoislynnie]

hello art donaldson 😩

have yet to post this on tiktok but soon