#more of him in tank tops PLEASE?? 🥵🥵

[itsallaboutbl]

😏🥵

[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭-𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

Parings → Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings → fluff

Summary → During a photoshoot, Tom teases Y/n about admiring him too much, leading to playful banter and a messy hug.

Ps: Had to write something with this photoshoot 🥵

The studio was buzzing with activity. Bright lights illuminated every corner of the large garage set where Tom was in the middle of his latest photoshoot. He stood in front of an old, beat-up car, his jeans low on his hips, his white tank top hanging off his shoulders, smudged with grease and dirt for the aesthetic. His body was toned and defined, every muscle a testament to the hours of work he’d put in at the gym.

From where you and Harry stood, leaning against a table piled with props, it was impossible not to stare. Tom looked incredible. He exuded confidence, casually wiping sweat and fake grease off his face with his tank. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from him, and apparently, Harry noticed.

“You alright there, Y/n?” Harry asked, a hint of amusement lacing his tone.

“Hm?” You replied absentmindedly, still staring at Tom as he adjusted his stance for another shot.

Harry rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers in front of your face. “Earth to Y/n! You completely stopped listening to me two minutes ago. Don’t start drooling now.”

Your eyes snapped to Harry, and you flushed slightly. “I’m not drooling!” You shot back, a little too defensively.

Harry smirked, crossing his arms. “You were about to. I’m telling Tom.”

“Don’t you dare,” you warned, narrowing your eyes at him.

Before Harry could say anything else, the photographer called for a quick break, giving Tom a moment to relax. He grabbed a water bottle and headed your way, his eyes lighting up when he saw you.

“Hey, babe,” Tom greeted, his voice warm and teasing as he approached. His eyes scanned your face, and a sly grin appeared. “Why are you so red?”

You opened your mouth to respond, but Harry beat you to it. “Oh, she was enjoying the view a bit too much, mate.”

“Shut up, Harry!” You said, your cheeks heating even more.

Tom’s grin widened as he leaned against the table beside you, his sweat and grease making him look even more effortlessly charming. “Aw, come on, darling,” he teased, his voice dropping slightly, “it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

“Ugh, gross,” Harry groaned, dramatically rolling his eyes. “Do you two ever turn this lovey dovey thing off?”

Tom ignored his brother, turning his full attention to you. His smirk softened into a playful pout. “You’re not gonna come give me a hug, love?”

Your nose scrunched up as you took a step back. “Absolutely not. Don’t come near me until you shower and scrub all that dirt off.”

“Aw, come on,” Tom whined, stepping toward you.

“Nope,” you said firmly, holding your hands up to stop him.

“Pleaseeeee,” he pleaded, dragging out the word.

“Nuh uh, not happening.”

“At least a kiss, please,” he pleaded, giving you his best puppy-dog eyes.

You bit your lip, trying to stay firm, but it was impossible to resist him when he looked at you like that. With a sigh, you relented. “Fine, but don’t touch me. Just bend down.”

Tom immediately obeyed, leaning down with a victorious grin. You pressed a quick kiss to his lips, but before you could pull back, his arms shot out and wrapped around you, pulling you against his dirty chest.

“Tom!” You yelped, squirming in his grip.

“Gotcha,” he said with a laugh, holding you tightly despite your protests.

“Let me go! You’re disgusting!”

“You love me,” he teased, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“Ugh, not right now, I really don’t,” you shot back, though you couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at your lips.

Harry groaned loudly, grabbing a bottle of water and chugging it down in one go. “I’m suffocating in here. Can’t you guys wait until you’re alone?”

Tom laughed, finally releasing you, though he kept an arm around your waist. “You’re just jealous, mate.”

“Jealous? Of you two? No thanks,” Harry said, shoving Tom lightly. “Just don’t get your grossness on me.”

“Don’t worry, Baz,” Tom said with a wink. “All my grossness is reserved for my love.”

You rolled your eyes, wiping some of the dirt off your arm. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Holland.”

“I know,” he said smugly, leaning down to steal another quick kiss before you could stop him.

‎∗ ࣪ ˖༺ 𓆩☆𓆪 ༻˖ ࣪ ∗

[darlingsfandom]

Hiii pookieeeee,I hope life is treating you well 🙂‍↕️🫶🏻

So if you're taking requests, could you write one about Cillian being OBSESSED with the reader's boobs, like he always wants to touch them or put them in his mouth, something about that😮‍💨🥵

I love what you write, and to be honest I reread some of it🤭

Also take this request only if you feel comfortable about it if not you can discard it 🙂‍↕️🫂

I send you all my love, I hope you have some nice and kind days ahead.!!🤞🏻🤞🏻❤️‍🩹

Hi! Stop it 🥺🥺 you’re so sweet ! Thank you so much 💕 I’m doing alright just getting back into the swing of things! I hope you’re doing alright. Also anything with boobs!! I’m in! I love boobs.

TW: tit sucking, nudity ! Not proofread.

It’s not even noon yet and Cillian has asked more than ten times to see your boobs that day. It wasn’t anything new. He was more obsessed with your boobs than you.

“Baby please…” you sighed following a soft laugh as he stood behind you holding your boobs in his hands as you put the dishes on the drying rack.

“Can ya blame me darlin? They’re lovely.” He gave them a squeeze which made you push back against his hips with your own. If he was going to play that game, so can you! You finished up the dishes, dried your hands on the dish towel and took his hands off your boobs to which he gave you a playful pout.

“If you can go until seven o clock tonight without touching my boobs… I’ll let you suck them for the rest of the night.” You arched your eyebrow as he furrowed his.

“That’s not fair! That’s basically the whole day!” Cillian ran his hands over his face in agony and threw his head back before looking you in the eye. “Wut happens if I don’t make it eh?”

“No boob touching for a week!” You had the quickest response he’s ever heard. Cillian sighed before giving you a look that made you feel bad but only for a split second.

“Can I touch them one last time before ya start tis whole thing, please?” He gave you puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. One last time!” You reached down , pulled off your shirt and tossed it onto the table before you felt his big,warm hands on your boobs. His fingers massaged the warm skin with a smile on his lips. It was actually enjoyable to see him so enthused even if it was just your boobs, he praised them. Cillian can recall clearly the first time he seen your tits! How naturally they fell out of your bra, the way they felt in his hands, how you bit your lip when he played with them! Ever since that night he’s always finding a way to touch them! You know he’s always looking them no matter what you’re wearing. It could be your pajama shirt, a low cut tank top or that burgundy dress that’s low cut and ties behind your neck that instantly has him about to cum in his pants, he was always looking at your chest! Even when he shouldn’t be!

“Alright darling, times up.” You gently smacked his hands away to which he huffed when he let go. Cillian pursed his lips together as he watched you grab your shirt from the table and make your way to do the laundry. He was in for it because you weren’t making it easy. You walked around in just a pair of panties doing your little bits of housekeeping. He made his way to the living room to get away from you but that didn’t work since that’s where you liked to fold laundry.

“Yer not being fair ! Just walkin around in those skimpy little panties! That’s just rude.” Cillian threw his hands in the air before crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh honey …” you fake pouted before stroking his cheek. “Never said I’d play fair.” Your lips brushed against his ear before giving it a little nip. A shiver went down his spine. This was torture! His eyes closed tightly so he couldn’t look at you and it was his way of trying to ignore you but it wasn’t working. He just kept picturing you, how you look so pretty riding him that way he could watch your tits bounce. Cillian grunted before quickly getting on his feet and running to the bedroom. He paced back and forth running his hands through his hair before a smile crept onto his face.

The sound of his footsteps echoed in your ears. He stood in front of you with his hands behind his back before leaning down to kiss your head. That was nothing new but the timing of this made you think. Cillian sat down next to you and watched as you finished folding laundry. Neither of you said a word , not a glance at each other either . You turned to put the clothes back into the basket but as you did suddenly Cillian lowered his head and wrapped his mouth around your nipple.

“Cillian!” You went to push him away but he bit down on your nipple making you yelp. “I said no touching!”

He smirked around your nipple before giving it a kiss. “Exactly! Ya said no touching baby, I’m simply sucking on them! There’s the difference! Should’ve been more clear on yer little rules.” He looked you in the eye and as mad as you wanted to be, you couldn’t be because he was correct. Cillian wrapped his mouth around your nipple and sucked gently while you scratched the back of his head with your nails giving him that pleasurable feeling. If there was one thing about Cillian that you admired was that if he wanted something he’d do anything he could to get it.

[berryhobii]

Thank you so much for the masterlist!! I can't wait to get home from work and read everything again😄If it's not too much trouble, could you please write about Firefighter Joonie?

Reader and him have recently moved in together and she has never seen him come home from work. Imagine him coming in with the uniform, the arms, sweaty, speaking about how he saved lifes... she would ride him into the sunset🥵🥵🥵🥵

Probably one of my favorite asks so far! My thumbs were just blazing the entire time I wrote this. I was on a serious roll. Please enjoy and I hope it’s to your liking!🩵

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Rising from your midday nap, you stretched your body, groaning as your bones popped and muscles strained. You reached blindly for your phone, squinting at the bright light that radiated off of it.

4PM. Welp, looks like you weren’t washing your hair today. After spending most of the morning cleaning and a little bit of the afternoon catching up on work, your nap was well deserved. The oven needed deep cleaning and October was here which meant you needed to decorate the apartment for the festivities. You actually fell asleep while looking through websites for decorations. All of that was super important.

Excuses. You just didn’t want to wash your hair. Oh well, maybe you’d just go to the salon and get it deep cleaned. Your nails and toes needed a touch up as well. Yeah, a pampering day sounded great.

Standing from the bed, you shuffled into the living room while checking your text messages. There were a few from your friends and parents. They wanted you to come home for Thanksgiving this year since you didn’t go last year due to Namjoon’s work schedule.

Namjoon, your husband, was a firefighter. When he started, his shifts were always very long. You wouldn’t see him for days at a time but now with more people being hired at the station, his schedule has changed. Now, he only worked about 24 hours with 48 hours of rest in between which you absolutely loved. And you worked from home so those 48 hours were spent resting and spoiling him like he deserved.

He’d probably be home around 12AM tonight, long after you’ve fallen asleep but that was okay. You knew he’d wake you up to let you know he was home. That or the sound of him tripping over the table in the hallway would alert you. The first time he did that, you thought someone had broken in and almost clocked him with a bat. Good thing you recognized his voice or you would have broken a bone.

Stepping into the living room, you were surprised to see the very person you were thinking about sitting on the couch. A bowl of food was clutched in his hand, chopsticks in the other to slurp up the noodles.

He noticed you the moment you entered, face turning to you, cheeks puffed out. You wanted to bite them.

He quickly chewed and swallowed, a smile spreading across his face. “Baby, you’re awake. Did you sleep well?” He placed his bowl down and stood to his feet to approach you.

You didn’t answer. Partially because you weren’t really listening.

Not when your beefcake husband was practically half naked on your couch.

A grey, thin tank top on his upper body, the fabric stretching against the curves of his chest. His buff arms, which have held you in a headlock many a time, were a bit shiny from sweat, as was his throat and collarbone. Around his hips was a pair of coveralls, obviously taken off to release some of the body heat and cool down his honey kissed skin.

Oh god……were you still sleeping?

He tilted his head at your lack of an answer. “Baby? Are you okay?” He reached out a large hand to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger. That single touch sent fire hotter than Sean Kingston through your body, your knees almost buckling from the pure control he had over you without even doing anything.

You were a thirsty bitch. Whoever is up there writing your life’s tv show, thank you.

“Huh? Oh, I’m fine.” Your eyes couldn’t even lift from his pecs and the indents of his abs. You’ve felt up every inch of his skin before but you still got so amazed at just how thick and fit he was.

He pouted and it shouldn’t have affected you how it did but your panties were ruined now.

“Okay. I wanted to call you but I dropped my phone and then we got an alert so I ended up stepping on it by accident.” He sheepishly smiled and chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. He had recently buzzed most of his hair, even getting a few stylistic lines in the sides. While it was less to grab, that never stopped you from running your hands all over it. You should right now but you didn’t want him to think you weren’t paying attention to him.

You definitely weren’t and believe you, you were trying so hard to focus but how could you when his cute laugh made his abs contract?

“There was a small house fire but we managed to save everyone with no casualties. Isn’t that great? The little girl I saved even said she wanted to marry me. So sweet. I hope they’re doing well.” His smile was so endearing, those absolutely kissable dimples just begging for your attention.

Your brain decided to start functioning again at that moment, your eyes finally lifting to meet his. “That’s great, honey. I’m glad everything worked out. Um….why, why are you home so early?” Not that you didn’t mind but he’s never come home early, especially not in his fire station uniform.

“Oh right. The showers at the station are busted so I came home. I also forgot the lunch you made.” He lifted an arm to rub at the back of his neck, his bicep bulging and screaming for you to bite it.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

“Have you lost your mind?”

Your sharp tone made him pause, a look of utter confusion spreading across his handsome features. You wanted to kiss it off.

His eyes nervously shuffled around. You weren’t an angry person, not at all. He’s never heard you take that kind of tone with anyone, especially not him. Even when you were really upset, your voice stayed even and soft so this sudden change baffled him.

“Uh…..what?”

You crossed your arms, tilting your head as your fiery eyes squinted at him. “What what? I’m asking you are you crazy?”

He was so confused. “Wha….baby, why are you upset? Is it because I sat on the couch in my outside clothes? I’m sorry, I just wanted to check up on the soccer game and I sat down. I promise I’ll clean it.”

A quick hand reached out, your nails slightly scratching against his chest as you balled up the front of his tank in your first. You yanked him down and he easily folded, actually a little more nervous than before. Were you about to hit him? No, you’d never do that. What was he thinking? But with the way you were sneering at him, a very small part of him thought you might. He knew you hated outside clothes on the furniture and he did it anyway. Damn it, Namjoon.

Leaning forward until your lips were just millimeters from his, you said, “how dare you walk in here looking like this? Like you’re for the streets? Are you crazy?”

Still confused, Namjoon squeaked out a, “I….I don’t-“

You cut him off, “you walk in here like this and you have to nerve to not have your cock down my throat right now?”

Oh. Oh. OH!

He could barely react before you were dragging him back over to the couch. Your hand released his shirt and both worked on unzipping the rest of his coveralls, yanking those and his boxers down in one fell swoop.

You pushed him down on the couch, a light ‘oof’ coming from him. He was still a little dazed from your sudden burst of confidence but his body reacted all the same. You normally initiated sex anyway so this shouldn’t be a shock but you’ve never been like this. Your way of initiating was normally feeling him up, subtly brushing your ass past him, or just plain ole walking into the shower with him.

He’s never seen you quite like this.

Your hand gripped his cock that was slowly hardening up. Gathering saliva in your mouth, you spit on the head of his cock, stroking it to spread it around.

It didn’t take long for Namjoon to get hard, his thick cock standing to attention within 30 seconds of you touching him.

“Baby…..I-“

You cut him off with your mouth, taking him all the way to the hilt on the first try. His head knocked back against the couch, hips jerking from the sudden onslaught of your warm mouth.

Not wasting any time, you began bobbing your head, deepthroating him with practiced ease. Drool spilled out the sides of your mouth to his balls which you happily fondled in your palm.

His hands gripped the edge of the couch, eyes struggling not to close. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of this.

“Oh shit…..baby, your mouth is ssss-so good.”

You hummed around his cock, hollowing your cheeks as you came back up. You slurped and drooled all over it, pursing your lips once you got to the tip to spit on it again.

He already felt close. One of his hands reached out to grab your hair, the coils soft under his touch. He didn’t need to do any forcing to get you to deepthroat him again, just needing something to grip on before he floated away.

Your dark eyes lifted to lock with his. More sweat than before dripped down his throat, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to quench his dry throat. You wanted to burn his image on your brain, tattoo it on your eyelids. Maybe you’d describe it to a sketch artist and then get it blown up and framed.

“I’m cumming…..I’m cum…..oh fuck.”

Feeling his cock pulse in your mouth, you gave his balls a nice squeeze, taking him all the way in your throat once again. That was all he needed to cum down your throat.

You swallowed it down greedily, sucking your way back up his still hard shaft before coming off him with a pop.

He was breathing heavily, chest lifting and rising as he tried to bring air back into himself but you didn’t care about none of that.

Pulling off your own clothes, he barely processed you climbing on top of him until he felt your slick pussy rubbing against his cock.

His eyes, that he didn’t remember closing, fluttered open, catching your desperate expression. Your lips immediately captured his, hands rubbing at the buzzed hair on his head to pull him closer. He reciprocated your kiss, own hands going down to your ass to squeeze and slap it around.

Your lips broke from his, puffs of air coming from both of you. “Take your shirt off.” He couldn’t even comply because you were already pulling it up over his head, tossing it off somewhere. Reaching between your bodies, you gripped his still hard and saliva soaked cock, lifting your hips so that you could line him up.

There was no gradual slide. No no. You slammed your ass down on his cock in one motion, the stretch burning in the best of ways. Your head tilted back at the welcomed intrusion, cock pressed right against every good spot inside of you.

His hands gripped your ass impossibly tight, almost as tight as the way your walls were hugging him. He’s only felt you like this during your ovulation days and he knows for a fact the next one was 2 weeks away.

“Fuck! Baby wait, I can’t.” He already felt like he was about to cum again.

You weren’t hearing it though. Adjusting yourself so that you were balanced on your feet, hands digging into his shoulders, you began riding him like your life depended on it. It certainly felt like it did.

Your pussy gripped him on every stroke, wetness soaking his lap and the backs of your thighs. It was endlessly pouring from you like a fountain. His cock was just too good.

You gripped the back of his neck, pulling his face to your collarbone. You could feel the heat of his labored breaths against your nipples, making the nubs harden even further.

His moans were loud and projected, the hands on your ass forcing you down everytime you came back up.

“Oh my god! Fuck fuck fuck! Ah ah ah.” You haven’t heard him curse that much in years. His hips began canting up to meet yours, orgasm just inches away.

“That’s it, baby. Use that pussy. You’re so fucking sexy.” You gritted out, yours not far behind. You leaned one arm back to rest on his knee, still keeping the same rhythm but now you could really appreciate him.

His abs were shifting like crazy, arms bulging bigger than before. Maybe you should do doggy next so he could effectively choke you with them. You’ll come back to that but first….

“I’m gonna cum all over this thick cock, baby.” You whined, other hand that wasn’t supporting you reaching out to scratch at his bicep. A little part of you soared at the red welts. You couldn’t mark him up as much as you’d like but this was more than enough for now.

The slight sting of pain sent Namjoon straight into overdrive. He yanked you forward, hooking his arms underneath your knees, gripping your ass again and began bouncing you on his cock.

A scream ripped from your throat, vocal cords aching slightly but you didn’t care about that. You’d suck a cough drop later.

Right now, you were only focused on the hot searing pleasure that was coursing through you. Your arms wrapped around his head, one hand scratching at his upper back, toes curling from where they were flopping around.

Each thrust put him deeper and deeper into your velvet walls and you were squeezing him like crazy.

“NAMJOON! I’m cumming!” Your orgasms crashed simultaneously, thick waves of ecstasy flowing over both of you.

Your eyes rolled back, mouth dropping in a silent scream and your arms hugging him just a bit tighter.

His ears were ringing as your walls milked every drop out of him. He’s never felt such bliss before and that was saying something since you put it on him good and often. This time just felt so different, so desperate, so intimate. If it was possible to fall more in love with you, he would and probably was.

After a few minutes of basking, your legs still twitching from the aftershocks, you two rested against each other.

“Baby….that was….”

You mindlessly drew little shapes on his chest, humming to confirm you were listening. “I know. I don’t know what came over me. Just seeing you all sweaty and in uniform just did something.”

“I really thought I had messed up. Why would you scare me like that?” He chuckled, spanking one of your ass cheeks. He’s lucky you were tired or else you’d get horny again. It also didn’t take much for you to get in the mood again anyway.

You breathed out a laugh too. “Sorry. Your face was just so adorable.”

You two sat in silence for a moment longer before he broke it.

“I really need to shower and get back to work though.”

You pouted, rubbing your cheek against his chest. You didn’t want him to go but you knew he had an important job. You probably already set him back anyway. And he still had to shower. Good thing the station is close.

“Okay. Hopefully no one will be bothered that you took so long.”

“Do you see the marks you left on my arm? They’ll definitely bother me.”

You nipped at his skin playfully. “Oh well. You shouldn’t have come home looking so delicious then. I blame you.”

“Yeah? Just wait until tomorrow.”

Needless to say, those 48 hours were spent with you receiving an orgasm for every time Namjoon got teased about the red marks.

You’d do it again too. Not even Namjoon could put out that fire.

[uchihaharlot]

Now, we know Shisui has a lot of stamina. But how would he react if he met a girl who has more stamina than him? ;)

😘🥵🫨🫨 <- Shisui’s emotions by the end of this.

Well. I’m glad you asked, we all know Shisui has a knack for being dominant. If met with a girl that matches, or even out maneuvers him. He’s smitten.

NSFW; simpy Shisui is best Shisui; I want to fuck him; now you can too.

Shisui is in to that femdom shit. Out of all the topping he does on Itachi (yes he absolutely tops Itachi, the Uchiha hierarchy doesn’t mean shit, their heir is his bitch) doesn’t even compare to how Shisui gets when a female is possessing him. Like some sort of weird comparison to a black widow, or a praying mantis. All of those females devour the male after mating. Shisui would gladly sacrifice himself for a single night with this girl if it meant coating her insides and her giving him the privilege of depositing his next of kin.

Shisui isn’t absurdly blunt about it, gets a little too close here and there. Purposely works up a heavy sweat. The classic shit girls like. Taking a bit more than he can chew for the night as she takes him back to her place. When did he ever go to a girls house? Never. Usually he was the one leading the way, but not with this girl.

She got him by the balls. Literally. Slobbering all over his shaft, drowning on him. Threatening to make him cum fast and hard, well…he does actually. Especially when she mentions hearing a rumor about some Uchiha breeding kink. ‘Heh, yea. It’s true.’ Shrugs it off like nbd. Thinks he’s going to give her a few good rounds and call it a night, slip out the window when she’s asleep.

No. No, no, no…Nani?

This girl almost crushes him, in a cute way. Taunting him while he is pinned beneath her, having the time of her life. Using him for her own pleasure, which Shisui is all for. ‘Cum as many times as you want, sweetheart.’ As her pussy massages him closer to the edge—again and again.

Squeezing his cock deliciously each time she cum, making him cums on impulse.

Four? Eight? Shisui doesn’t keep count. Not when his testicles are bunched up again, his cock throbbing and swelling inside of her. Her fucking him stupid was a treat. Never in all of the greater Shinobi nations did Shisui think he would consider asking too tap out early. Her pouting and pleading to be an Uchiha cum dump didn’t fall on silent ears or onyx orbs. They were captured by red spun pearls and his eager cock to please.

‘Yes ma’am.’ It was rhetorical, but the hand around his neck had Shisui panting, cumming unexpectedly fast again. Only this time, it sorta hurts. The tank is empty.

Has to beg this girl for the love of all that is sacred (his shriveled ballsack) that if he finishes one more time he might crawl out of his skin.

[rocknrollbabe14]

Professor Quinn teaserrrrrr

Ratings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Professor Quinn forgets your birthday…..or does he?

Ratings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Your alarm clock went off, immediately causing you to slam your hand on it to silence it. A soft groan escaped your lips, but quickly faded when you remembered what day it was. Today was your 23rd birthday and that instantly made today a little better. It was not unusual for you to set four alarms in the mornings. You had never been a morning person—except today that is.

Peeling the covers back, you sat up and began to stretch. You’d fell asleep in your usual attire—tank top and panties. Your phone dinged, causing you to immediately unplug it from charging.

-Good morning beautiful. Can’t wait to see you in class. X

You had not saved his number in your phone and didn’t plan on doing it anytime soon. But you couldn’t help the smile that curved across your lips.

-Good morning. And thank you. ❤️ Can’t wait to see you too.

You tried to ignore the ping of the disappointment that creeped into your chest upon realizing that he hadn’t wished you happy birthday. A week ago, you were in his bed—maybe even cuddled up to him after mind-blowing sex and you remembered explicitly mentioning that your birthday was this week. Maybe he was going to surprise you. Or maybe he had forgotten.

-Can’t help but think about what you’re gonna wear, love. Wanna show me or tell me?

Quickly, you typed back a response.

-Thinking I may just surprise you. 😉

Dropping hints much?

-Aw. Want to make your professor wait?

Your stomach twisted and ached at his words. Biting your lip, you texted back again.

-No but doesn’t everyone love a good surprise? I can show you what I slept in last night….if you want……

You laid your phone back down, closing your eyes for a moment. Until you heard thing ping of your phone again.

“Someone’s popular this morning!”, Tori chimed in from outside of your door. “Was just making sure you’re up for your morning anatomy class.”

“I’m up.”, you responding through a laugh, picking your phone up again.

-FUCK YES. PLEASE. 🥵

You smirked lightly before laying back in bed, making sure there was a good angle of you. For one, you were usually never confident enough to take sexy pictures of yourself. You didn’t really consider yourself “sexy” but he was quick to reassure you that you were indeed both sexy and beautiful. It was nice to hear it, something you would never grow tired of. The guys you had dated before had never made you feel the way he does.

You pulled your tank top up lightly to give a good angle of your lace panties, leaving little to the imagination and snapped a few different pictures, and wasting no time sending them to him before getting up out of bed and slipping out of your tank top and putting on your push-up bra, adjusting it lightly. Professor Quinn—or Joe as he had asked you to call him convinced you that you didn’t need a push up bra to make your boobs look good. It had been a hard adjustment since you all had began to see each other more and more.

It started with you being drunk at the party, a decision you were originally embarrassed of but had led you down the path you were on now. It was also originally very casual sex or so you’d thought. It began happening after class, in his office, eventually leading to his house. He had offered to make dinner for you one night after he got off work and how could you say no? He was a woman’s dream—great personality, sexy looks, great job, a great house, great car. He had done well for himself and that only made him more attractive.

A smile spread across your face as your stomach flipped.

-FUCKKKK, you’re killing me baby. Only thing that would make it better is for you to be naked and in my bed.

-And just when am I getting that chance again? 🥺

-Let me check my schedule and I’ll let you know soon, love. Be careful coming to class. See you soon. X

You frowned lightly at his response, clearly disappointed with his cryptic answer. Tossing your phone lightly, you finished getting ready. All you could think about was the possibility of him forgetting your birthday and if he did, it would hurt you. You knew that sounded stupid. Sighing, you took one last look in the mirror at your outfit before doing your make up. You had decided on a black long sleeve shirt, a plaid skirt, black tights, and black knee length boots.

For once, you felt confident. You did look sexy in this. If this didn’t grab his attention, you weren’t sure what would. Grabbing your backpack weighed down with your books and laptop, you decided you would grab coffee on the way.

“Have a good day in your sexy professor’s class.”, Tori winked.

You winced lightly. You had hoped she would lay off the comments about your “sexy professor.” It was easy for her to make those jokes before you had entered a relationship with him.

Shall I continue???? 🫠 comment and let me know!

[buggyandthebartoclub]

Shachi x Reader - Explicit Content

ITS HEREEEEE Sorry everyone I suck at banners and dividers I hope this is okay? If you hate it lemme know so I don't use it again lol I needed some Shachi thigh riding in my life and it delved into some cock sliding too oops! 🥵💕 Content Warnings: Implied afab reader (no direct mention of reader genitals or pronouns, one mention of breasts), briefly mentioned drinking in the beginning, semi-public sex, thigh riding, cock sliding, and overall desperate in love Shachi!!! My Beloved!!!! Fic Summary: You and Shachi have a few drinks with the crew after shift change and proceed to get handsier and handsier with each other until you're barely making it to your room! Rated: Explicit Word Count: 810

You’d both had some drinks with everyone after shift change and had already been getting handsier and handsier with each other as the night went on.

It started with Shachi undoing the top half of his suit a few drinks in and tying it around his waist, leaving his sculpted and tattooed arms on display in his tank top right there next to you, already getting a little flustered, your face would only burn brighter as he threw one of those arms around your shoulder and pulled you close you’d try to hide in your drink, try to get drunk off the liquor instead of Shachi’s laugh.

But then you would be starting to get into your drinks and your hand would be on his thigh, and he’d be blushing and whispering in your ear about how much he missed you that day and how cute you look wrapped up in him while giving you little tickles, your hand sliding up his thigh, his lips brushing against your ear when you giggle,

“Ahh, you’re so cute y/n- chan, I love seeing you get all blushy and giggly for me~”

then his lips would press softly against your neck and make you gasp-

And then you’d be just as surprised as Shachi when Penguin elbows the shit out of him from the other side , both of you having forgotten about the rest of the crew so wrapped up in each other.

You’d be sheepish and embarrassed at having gotten so intimate in public and hide in Shachi’s chest, butterflies in your stomach from the dopey smile on his face as he snapped back at Penguin for being jealous before leading you out towards your rooms, hands intertwined and pulses racing

But neither of you would make it very far before finding your hands and lips all over each other.

You’d have him back against the wall, hat falling to the ground unnoticed by your mutual urgency. The overwhelming heat radiating from his body fanning your desire as you kissed up his neck, relishing in the shivers that run down his body when you wind your hand in his soft curls, kissing him desperately as he groans and squeezes your ass before pulling you up by your thighs, sliding you up his leg and nipping at your ear. Your arousal pooling between your legs, Shachi’s breath hot on your neck as he started to babble,

“God, y/n, you don’t know what you do to me, you’re so beautiful like this, let me give you anything you want, please”

You’d find yourself nodding along to anything he said, unable to stop yourself from bucking your hips, grinding along his strong thigh and melting under his touch as he clutches at you like you’re everything he’s ever wanted. His name on your lips as his sharp teeth graze your neck and you’re riding his thigh with abandon, chasing your high to the background of Shachi’s worship, unable to process any of the words he’d said as you shudder against him, coming with his lips against yours.

But it wouldn’t be enough, breaking the kiss and leaning your forehead against his would leave you panting and desperate for Shachi even more than before, you’d lean over and whisper in his ear

“Now let’s make it to the room and let me take care of you“

You’d pull back, arms around his shoulders as he wraps your legs further up along his waist, rushing to his room with such enthusiasm it made you laugh from the euphoria rushing through you as he carried you through the door, kicking it shut with his foot and flopping you down gently on the bed with a grin and a kiss, a few tickles tossed in to make you squirm against him before you began to tug at his tank top and demand

“Now let’s get these fucking suits off”

Neither of you would waste any time discarding the offending clothing before falling back into each other, kissing roughly as you push him onto his back and straddle him, settling your dripping arousal along the length of his cock, Shachi would let out a loud moan as he threw his head back, his hands gripping at your thighs as you used him to chase another climax, your hands trailing up your body to grab at your breasts, his babbling picking up the more you slid your delicious heat over his cock

“God, yes, just like that, just like that! Y/N!”

You’d both come just like that, sliding over his cock making a mess all over Shachi, world going white as you reached your peak, you wouldn't even notice when Shachi flips you over before he’s kissing you gently

“God you’re so perfect, stay the night with me, please?”

And of course, how could you resist?

[sixpennydame]

My brain is short-circuiting over the smut prompts and all I know is I need to hear Jean say #27 "Do you think you deserve this?" 🥵 I'll leave the details up to your beautiful brain!

Hi Em! How about a little personal trainer!Jean action for ya? ;-)

Let's Get Physical

Jean x fem!reader

C/W: NSFW, minors do not interact, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex

“Come on, just one more rep, I know you got it in you!”

You weren’t sure what to expect when you decided to work with a personal trainer earlier this year, but you were needing something different in your workout routine and Jean had come highly recommended from a friend of yours. “He’s a great coach, really knows his stuff, and to top it all off, he’s fine as hell,” were the exact words she’d used. And she was right.

He was tall and handsome; always opting for grey or black sweat pants or shorts and a simple t-shirt or tank top. But anything would look good on him. His workout shirts were always tight, with his lean muscles showing perfectly through. He was cocky, yes, and competitive, but you could tell that he actually cared about helping people and loved his job. And since working with him, you felt stronger and more confident than you ever had before.

But sometimes..

Sometimes his hand lingered a bit longer on your waist these days, as he corrected your form during squats. And one day, when you were struggling with pull-ups, he held your sides, just under your sports bra, causing your heart to skip a beat (and your hand almost to slip). You're trying to focus on your reps but every time you bend to do a deadlift your eyes move down his body; you’re sure you can see the outline of his cock in those grey sweatpants.

“Keep your back straight,” he corrects, placing his hand on your lower back as your face is directly across from his crotch. When you move back up, you can feel your cheeks burning.

“You ok? Your face is red. Did I push you too hard today?”

“No no, I’m fine.” You take your towel and wipe off your chest. “I can take anything you give me.”

Jean smirks. “Oh yeah?” He moves closer to you, “I love a good challenge.”

The next thing you know, he's pulled you into the staff bathroom and locked the door. He pushes you against the wall and pulls off your sports bra, his mouth eagerly kissing at your neck and collarbone.

"I'm sweaty.." you breathlessly acknowledge.

"I like it," he replies, as he cups your breast with his strong hand and then bends down to suck on your nipple.

You can feel his cock hardening against your leg. His hand moves up your bare leg and settles along the waistband of your gym shorts. "I thank god every time you wear these shorts," he hums in your ear, "they barely cover your ass." His hand slides into your shorts and underwear and your breath hitches when he starts rubbing your clit. "You're already so wet. Wanted me that badly, huh?"

Cocky bastard. But god, it turns you on.

He slides one of his fingers inside you, instantly eliciting a moan from your lips. "Mmm, yes, please Jean - I want you to fuck me."

"You do, huh?" He takes your hand and puts it on his cock. "Do you think you deserve this? Do you deserve my dick inside you?"

You then put you hand inside his pants and begin to stroke him. "Didn't I work so hard for you today?"

He groans as you continue to stroke him. "Take these off," he gestures to your shorts as you shimmy them down and off your legs. The bathroom is small, but there's just enough room for him to bend you over the sink. "I'll give it to you, you dirty girl."

You grab the sides of the sink as he pushes into you; his long dick hitting your g-spot perfectly, as if he'd planned it that way. You moan and he clutches your hips a little tighter. "Yeah, you like that, don't you.." he brags, but when you look up and in the mirror and see his eyes closed, biting his bottom lip, you know...

..he is loving this just as much as you are.

His thrusts become harder and you feel his hand on your back, moving toward your neck. "Jean.." you moan, which seems to excite him as his pace quickens even more.

"Fuck...fuck..." the small room vibrates with Jean's curses and the sound of his hips slamming into your ass. He's relentless and doesn't stop until both of you are sweating and panting and completely spent.

Best workout you've ever had.

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[doesntmeanitsmeaningless]

Hola Ailo!!!! The recap that you did ask for is here(a little bit late sorry but still counts), Louis show at the Victorious Festival:

Festival poster.

As you saw but still will link some pics because he look gorgeous, Louis wore full black with a cap 🫠 and the barricade photo I show you that deserves to be link again haha.

🚨Highlight of the recap shirtless Steve is back!!! Thank you Steve 🚨 (no idea if that is a highlight for you but it wouldn't be a recap of me without that important info).

His family was there, here is a cute video of Lottie, other with Olive and other with Lucky.

Seems like the weather was cold, because Mr. Weather Man comment about it and also was doing some arms and hands gestures a few times to said that he was cold, poor Louis, but hey we thank him for showing a tank top.

He said this sweet quote and mention that it was his first festival in the UK.

Here he was interacting with a fan but I wonder what the sign said.

Louis instagram story.

Some observations about the live:-Hands up and down during kill my mind instead of kmm lights (like this other time that they did it in other festival), seems like is a tradition now and I love it.

-You can see his family on the side of the stage moving to the rhythm.

-Fans were yelling I love you Louis and he was smiling.

-He was interacting with a lot of fans, was very smiley and so confident. It was lovely seeing him like this.

He also sign a doncaster bear of a fan I guess maybe after the show I don't know.

For your Nouis' heart, Louis give a like to a video of Niall and Ed Sheeran singing Little Things (here is the full video) on today's show of Niall, they also sing Lego House (there was no live 😑, we just have to listen after it was sad but still beautiful).

Louis took a shot backstage with Phoebe and Daisy.

I already share it but still, the short setlist 11 songs rip 7 😭.

The crowd look huge, I'm so proud of him.

Here is the live in case you want to watch it.

And that is it for the baby recap. I'm probably missing some things but is what I could do, I was very busy with Niall's updates so I didn't pay much attention to everything that was shared yet.

Let me know what you think, I love reading reactions of the recaps :)

I hope you have a lovely day. Here is a spanish phrase for you: Te mando un abrazo.

Oh wow CC 🤩🤩🤩 this is amazing!! Thank you so much!! 😘 Even though I did request it (as I’m in the alps, no wifi, and quite some fandom fomo), the feeling of getting a recap is… so unexpectedly heartwarming! 🥰 It made me sing We Made It “sayin’ goodbye, wavin’ to the hard times” to the mountains this morning, as you really make me feel so included!!

I love the outfit as a whole: it works!! I’m glad you sent a photo of the cap, I would’ve missed the “mauled by a dragon” aspect of it otherwise. 🤪

Weatherman Louis 🥶 lives in an entirely different climate than Steve 🥵! And the shivering pic… is gonna be a favourite of mine!! It’s convincing me that it must’ve been freezing 😎

Aww… the mini Tomlinsons!! 🥹 They do bring a cuteness factor that we don’t often see. And I can’t believe how big Olive is! Can that really be?!?🤔🤔

I love that the kmm hands are back: you know the Louies are in the crowd when…!!

I’m guessing the sign was one of those “please write me a tattoo” or something requests… and Louis didn’t wanna explain that he’s working, day job etc again… so he just says “how?” in THAT voice… wow! 🫠 Good of you to include that!! 🤭

Mini but fun setlist! Face the Music surviving every cut is a surprise to me, but hey… not my day job 🫢

And thanks for the bigger picture: Niall singing Little Things with Ed! Yeah! And Louis liking it!! Now c’mon boys…!! Just a little click, babe!

So much more to say but the kids & mountains are calling. Schöne Grüße aus den Bergen!

Und herzlichen Dank für die tolle Zusammenfassung!! 🫶🫶🫶

[lipglossanon]

alrighty fools spooky season is upon us aka it’s too hot for fall but i’m saying it’s fall anyway season so that means more dark stepdaddy leon spooky smut lmao. okay, i said originally this man’s porn collection was the Saw franchise as a whole,,,,,,,, what if moms out of the picture it’s spooky time and he takes reader on a little vacation to “Not The Cabin from Cabin in the Woods but A Cabin in Similar Woods” for fall break and they’re out there and he’s just like mind in overdrive with ideas because if a tree falls in a forest and no one’s around, does it make a sound? 😉 so like things come to a head after just days of sucking and fucking and ya know, hand stuff and he’s finally like it’s the last few days we’re here, how about (tw; non con esque smutty smut- i know gina bit overboard 🤭) i drop you off in the woods, no clothes and just your collar (let’s say it’s a property he’s had and it’s literal acres, nobody is out there and he’s not leaving her out there for long, obvi) he’s “left” and you’re waiting for him when he sneaks up behind you and you jump, he tightens his arms around you and tells you to run so you do, not far 🤭 before he’s on top of you whispering to you that he wants you to fight him so you’re scratching and biting, telling him no, not to- that it hurts and he’s being too mean but he doesn’t give up and finally wrestles your legs open bruising them in the process when you kick him and instantly regret it because he takes off his belt and binds your wrists behind your back leaving to fight him off with your legs to no avail when he’s finally got you pinned under him he pulls out his dick, absolutely throbbing from how much he’s into this and you’re trying to not make it obvious you want this too but like,,,,, he knows 👀 he’s jacking off over you, kneeling on your thighs keeping you spread out on the ground degrading you before he comes on your stomach making you whine but he just leaves his dick out while he reaches for his knife and starts cutting his name into you, probably branding you too telling you how hard you make his dick when you beg. i’m going to assume he skull fucks you cause like,,,, you’re incapacitated and by that point you just want him to use you because it’s been hours and he still hasn’t stopped with the foreplay but he doesn’t. he takes you back to the cabin and feeds you before putting you to bed and when you wake up there’s a note telling you he’ll be back in a bit and to keep the door locked so you do just that not knowing he’s outside, he lets himself in quietly watching you take a shower and leaving things askew to make you uncomfortable which works because there’s no cell reception out there, oops 🤭 so you sit on the bed in a towel to try to figure out what to do when “someone” comes up behind you (i wanna say he’d get a scream mask or some shit let’s be real this man has his kinks and i feel like masks are one….. omg put him in a wolf mask for the red riding hood fic 🫣🤭) you’re pinned to the bed and he’s already discarded the towel and forced himself in you before he talks and you instantly settle but still give him the performance he wants throwing a fit that just “accidentally” makes him go deeper into you when he finally puts you on your back making you watch him fuck you in black jeans, black tank top (we all love his arms don’t lie 🤭), fingerless gloves and the scream mask???? maybe 🤭

- 💀

(okay todays note is about the red riding hood thing because 👀,,,,,,, idk if i’m the only one with a mask kink but like him in his brown jacket and all black with the gloves and a wolf mask chasing reader down and fucking her 👀 i’d die a happy death if he did that to me like eeeeeh it’s soooooooo close to werewolf leon too, like daddy leon the big bad wolf just wrestling reader to the ground and being even more rough with her because the costume is a good excuse to try new things like i can’t articulate how good that’d be 🥵)

💀 anon, you’re killing me 😩 (but please don’t stop sending in your big brained asks 😘 🤭)

And if I told you that I’ve been thinking of a scream inspired Leon fic?? 👀 👀 I just wanna get my other October fics setup before starting anything new 🤭

But the chase?? 🥵🥵 love that so so much

I def have werewolf Leon coming up next month (like legit monsterfucking is happening friend 🤣) not exactly a wolf mask though 🤭

(Sadly the only ghost face-esque pic I could find with Leon 👇)

[fandomfluffandfuck]

https://www.tumblr.com/cable-knit-sweater/728984847770648576/baby-slutslutty-daddy-match-made-in-hell-heaven

omg?!?!? now i know who owned that mesh top, that's why it looks so stretched on him 🥵

[Link] to a pairing set between Chris/Sebastian (or Steve/Bucky) from Chris' New GQ shoot and one of Seb's early Chelsea days shoot.

@cable-knit-sweater MAYA! You gotta read this with your own two eyes just like I had to 😫 I can't suffer alone!

Y-E-S.

That mesh tank top was definitely originally Sebastian's 🤌🏻🤌🏻 and it fits nice and tight on him, so, of course, it obscenely hugs Chris' tits.

To get him into it, Sebastian certainly pouts and stares up at Chris through his lashes as innocently as he can manage, placing his arms around Chris' neck, "c'mooon," he whines, "put it on just for a second, please? I wanna see you it something more revealing! You'd look so good!"

Chris narrows his eyes, "you've called my shirts 'obscene'--" he lifts his hands from Seb's hips to make air quotes "--before. Multiple times. Are my obscene, perfectly ordinary, revealing shirts not enough for you?"

Sebastian rolls his eyes, "no," he says with the same conviction as he would exclaim 'duh' over a clear question.

Chris scoffs.

"Please," Seb bats his lashes, "you'd look so pretty!"

"You know I'm not as concerned about that as you are, pretty boy," Chris lowers his voice teasingly, all delicious gravel and rasp pressed right against Sebastian's temple.

The praise and brush of his lips against his skin slides like honey over Sebastian. Sweet and thick. He shivers and almost forgets what he's trying to get Chris to do for him when Chris goes the extra mile and leans forward to connect their lips hotly. Almost.

"Please," Sebastian gasps into Chris' mouth as he parts his lips, letting Chris' tongue in. His knees weaken as his mouth is claimed so good.

"Fine," Chris rumbles, shoving Seb back the few inches into the nearest wall and simultaneously shoving a moan from the other man as his back hits the drywall with a dull thud. His eyelashes flutter. He loves being manhandled. Chris is so big and strong and guh. "If you'll shut up and let me kiss you now, then we can do that later."

"Mmm," Sebastian moans. He breaks away from the collision of their lips to breathe, lungs burning, "is that even a compromise? Am I hearing things, or are you just giving me what I want?"

"Shut it, brat," Chris grins, fisting his hand in Sebastian's messy hair and kissing him hard. "You've got it coming already. Don't make it worse for yourself."

Sebastian wants to snip back another bratty response, but he can't do anything except slide down the wall another inch as his mind helpfully reminds him of all the things he's gotten from Chris that were coming to him... all the spankings, all the overstimulation, all the denial, all the punishments that he really, really shouldn't like so much.

Chris shows him what he has coming by wearing that black t-shirt under the mesh tank top. "Taking all the fun out of it," according to Sebastian.

[repressedqueen]

obsessed with beach eddie. the hair? the sunglasses? the tank top? the GUNS? he looks like he could bench the entire 118. no wonder his theme song is what a man what a man what a man 😍

When I tell you he is so hot he makes me furious... Yes to all the above 🥵 and also his SHOULDERS. I love his shoulders they are literally perfect 😭 I don't see a single flaw on him, he is unreal

He was made to wear tanktops. More tank top Eddie please! What a man would be the personal ringtone I'd have for him. I'll never forget Hen's "where's the lie? And I like girls..." 😅 EVERYONE thirsting over Eddie Diaz 🤷‍♀️

[ozimagines]

Dating Carlo Ricardo would include…

Shy Boi™️

Definitely gets aggressive with the other prisoners on your behalf

Starts saying he loves you in his head before you’re even dating

“Maybe… I don’t know… we could get dinner sometime? …you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”🥺

It is IMPERATIVE that you meet and love his family

His oldest sister is definitely your closest ally

His mom loves you; says you’re a good influence

He takes you to go see his dad in a coma; it’s an emotional time for the both of you

When he sees you hold Isabella’s baby, his heart melts

“No, it’s just… you look like a mommy/daddy”😭🫶

Huge fan of holding your small hand in his big one

King of tickly neck kisses

Will absolutely respect your pronouns even if he doesn’t always understand why❤️

“She’s… sorry, they’re really hot.”

Wants to teach you Spanish

Will learn your native tongue but will be Prince of the struggle bus

Always wants to go dancing with you

Emperor of giving head

No but he’s actually quite good at it

Loves you in pajamas; shorts and an tank top, full onesie, or even just a nightgown

His friends like you enough

Chico is your best friend; he always talks to you at these functions

Carlos is an ass lol

Morales and Hernandez are a little suspicious of you but Hernandez actively hates you

Especially if you happen to be white

Carlo isn’t good about standing up to his friends but he’ll go to bat for you when it counts

Has definitely threatened someone over you

Possibly someone who wasn’t even looking at you

Carlo remembers his mom’s cooking, and can make simple recipes

“How is it? No, don’t lie, I mean really.”😂

Man’s will make an EFFORT for you

Combing his hair, wearing a button up shirt from time to time

Loves receiving hickeys

“Mark me, baby, I’m yours”🥰

Loves saying he’s ‘yours’ and you’re ‘his’

Possessive in a sweet way

Will get jealous and try to beat the other person up but will never take it out on you

More mad with himself that he thinks he doesn’t deserve you

If you can make a decent arroz con pollo he will marry you no questions asked

Carlo has a domesticity kink

“Yeah, Chiquita/o, clean the dishes just like that…”

Sex with him is a loving experience… but please tell his friends he fucked you raw😭

Makes love

“¿Así, preciosa/o?”🥵🥵

He’s the youngest of his friends so calling him Papi really strokes his ego

Give him a blowjob, watch his head spin

Cuddly guy after the doing the do

Let’s you listen to his heartbeat

“Te amo” -he whispers, almost hoping you don’t hear him❤️❤️

“Me too, Carlo. Me too.” ❤️‍🩹

Bonus: Spending Christmas with this man is otherworldly. Hot chocolate (with a little spice), a beautifully decorated tree (that he barely let you help with lol), and Rankin Bass cartoons the whole month. Tell his friends and he’ll deny it, haha 🎄🎄🎅

[vampiressmoney]

Night 2 NJ Review: TOO FAR GONE. YESSSSS

They opened with Whiplash 😭❤️

Seriously. Bring binoculars. Love graphics and all, but I want to see their little faces more than a giant animated bell. No disrespect.

That thing James does where it's like he's saying "Shhh" but it's aggressive... that needs a name. It's an aphrodisiac to me. He did it tonight and I almost leapt from the balcony to the stage to pounce on him. "Shoop?" Like Salt N' Pepa? That could work. "Shoop" makes me wanna Shoop. IDK please advise.

I can't decide if the black tank top or black tshirt with sleeves cut off drives me crazier. 🥵

UPDATE: Maybe the tank top cus that with the black necklace omg🥴

[chvnnie]

Omg, your latest Han ask had me simping. I'm a switch submissive but Han just brings out the dom in me like I just want to praise him, stroke his hair & call him a good boy, Lawd have mercy.

I feel like Han & Felix (but especially Han) & probably Hyunjin too would have a thing for calling their partners Mommy.

'Mommy, cum, please let me cum, I'll be such a good boy for you, pleeeeaasssee'

It's so 🥵

listen, i don’t have a mommy kink, but for jilix- (and low key, changbin, but that’s for another time)

also @lix-ables, our fav agenda

SMUT - MINORS DNI

my brain immediately went to poly jilix. two sweet boys, lovingly needy, who are (mostly) so obedient.

the three of you are in bed on a stormy friday night, huddled close under the fluffy blankets and focused on some cheesy, b side horror movie. felix’s head is on your chest, counting your heartbeats while jisung is snuggled up by your head, placed perfectly to pepper kisses onto it occasionally.

it’s only natural that your hand rests of felix’s head, lightly scratching his head. like a kitten, he nudges your head, blissfully content with your touch. deep groans bubble at the bottom of his throat, slipping free when your scratches deepen. your touch always leaves him feeling loved, safe, floating on cloud nine.

jisung watches the way you attentively tend to felix, and although he tries to fight it, he can’t help but feel a bit envious. it’s silly, but he wants your attention too. he wants your hands on him, too. burying his head in your hair, jisung pushes his hips against your side with a whine. “mommy? touch me too, please?”

you can’t help but chuckle, free hand moving to run jisung’s thigh. it makes his hips buckle, growing length pushing into your ribs. “is my baby feeling needy?” you coo, turning your head to look at him.

and oh, how his wide eyes sparkle as he looks at you, slightly pouty but filled with warmth. you can feel said warmth in your bones, his need rubbing off on you. “so needy.” he says, sticking his bottom lip out. “just want mommy so bad.”

you’re always telling yourself you won’t give in, that you’ll make him work for it. but it’s so hard to resist him like this, everything in you screaming to make him feel good. when your hand slips down his sweatpants, his mouth is parting, then when you grip his cock firmly, a bit harder than necessary (just how he likes it), he’s moaning praises.

“thank you mommy. baby likes it, baby likes-“

“mommy?” a meek voice from the other side of you calls out, your gaze falling in his direction. felix is pouting, grabby hands pulling on your tank top. “can lixie have some, too?”

you playfully scoff, fond smile stretching across your face. “come here.”

he’s wiggling up the bed, head resting on your shoulder and humming when you start to fist his cock. felix likes it softer, but faster, grip light and sliding up and down with ease. eyes fluttering shut, the low groans finally break free. “feels so nice, mommy.”

your heart swells at the sight of them, open mouthed with a tranquil look on their faces. “my sweet, sweet boys.” you press your lips to felix’s head, then turn to peck jisung’s lips. “always so good for me, aren’t you?”

a “yes mommy” comes from felix while jisung just moans in agreement.

picking up the pace, you decide now is the perfect time to make them even more of putty in your hands.

“close?” when they both nod, your smile becomes a bit deviant. “keep it in for me, and you’ll get to pump mommy full.”

[smallestapplin]

I don't know if you've seen shape of water but long story short

woman works at some water lab thingy and fucks fish man

You are as biologist who got paired with two eel like mermen,

They watch you come and go and they are in love with you

you're the Perfect Mate for them.

Please I just rewatched the movie and I'm so hungry for fish people🥵😫

YESSS!!

🔞18+Only!🔞

🔞CW : afab reader, monster fucking, DP🔞

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You work to ensure that wild life and the hybrids in it are safe, as well as study them and their behaviors.

So when two eel mermen were brought in, they were taken to your division, to be placed in your care.

The poor things were injured, and looked exhausted, yet they kept fighting every step of them way.

Their short silver hair flowing around them beautifully in the water. They swam around their temporary tanks, instantly hiding when they first got in.

You were in awe of them, the two are simply gorgeous.

And they seemed curious about what you were doing.

Over the next few months, they grew more confident, more at easy. Everytime you’d walk by their tank, they would follow you, waving at you.

Or if you were up top, giving them food, they would offer you some.

You were the only person they liked.

Many of your assistants left the tank clawed up and bloodied, as a result, the twin mermen became your problem.

They seem fond of you, so you don’t think it’s an issue.

You find yourself quite fond of them as well.

They can speak but don’t speak often. Only enough to give you their names, and when you repeated their names, or call for them, they get so excited.

Even giving you one of their scales.

The moment you accepted it, they swam and jumped out of the water, so happy!

It wasn’t until they pulled you into the water did you realize.

“Sweet mate!”

“Our mate.”

You were sandwiched between them, Emmet in front of you, and Ingo behind you. You should scold them, tell them you can’t be their mate.

But you love them.

Emmet hums and wiggles as you kiss him. You tremble, feeling Ingo’s lips on your neck, and how sharp teeth gently nipping at your skin.

You yelp, feeling your outfit being ripped off your body, leaving you completely naked in the water.

Your mates however love it.

Seeing your nipples perk at the cooler temperature. Emmet quickly lowers his head, licking and tugging at them, his hand moving from your waist to your other tits, groping it and pinching the bud.

You squeak, eyes widening when you feel somethings against your legs. Peering down just below the water, seeing both of their cocks on either side of you, rubbing against your thighs.

You wince and mewl as Ingo buries his teeth into your neck, marking you as his.

Moving your hands down by your sides, you gentle grasp their cocks. The two hiss, bucking their hips, desperate for more friction.

Ingo licks and kisses the wound he gave you, almost purring as you shudder.

“Our mate is so sweet.”

Emmet hums, moving up the other side of your neck and biting down.

You cry out at the harsh bite, but quickly moan as he pulls back, his cock leaving your hand and thrusting between your thighs.

“Warm! Verrry warm!”

His slick cock grinding against your cunt leaves you whining, it’s so good but not enough!

“Ah-!” You yell as your thighs are grabbed.

You let go of Ingo’s length, and place your hands on Emmet’s shoulder to balance yourself. Your legs are spread and lifted, while the two press further against you.

Exposing your pussy to them.

You lean your head back against Ingo’s shoulder, their cocks prodding against your hole.

“Take it easy, I’m not going anywhere.”

You spoke breathlessly. Feeling their tips pushing into you, they both pull back, pouting.

“Maaaate!”

Emmet whines before moaning whorishly, slamming his cock inside you. You squeal, tears pricking your eyes as your pussy is filled with his cock.

“Sooo good!”

Ingo growls at his brother’s words.

“Too rough with mate!”

The stoic merman hissed, not at all happy you’re tearing up.

But the burn of the stretch hurts so good!

Ingo lines up his cock at your already stuffed hole, gently pushing the tip in. You let out a drawn-out moan, you feel like you’re going to split in half!

Ingo whimpers, needing to thrust his length in bit by bit. You just feel so good! He’ll blow his load if he’s not careful.

Your pussy throbs once he bottoms out, you’re so full! Their cocks are so deep inside you, you can’t wait to be filled with their cum.

You involuntarily clench and it sends them into a frenzy.

You shriek, drool dripping from your open mouth and onto your chest, as they pound into you with ravenous hunger.

They’re claws digging into the fat of your thighs and waist, as their slam their cocks into you.

Emmet’s tongue hangs from his mouth, whining at your wet heat.

“Perfect mate! Perfect pussy!”

“Ours! Our mate! Taking us so well.”

They babble their praises, which you can barely process.

You’re so close! They just keep pounding your cunt! You swear you can feel them fucking your womb.

“Haaa! Fuckfuckfuck, please! I’m cumming! Cummiiing!”

You squeal, creaming on their cocks, but they don’t slow down.

Ingo practically screams as your pussy squeezes him so tightly.

“Filling mate!”

“Ours! Ours! Take it!”

Ingo slows his thrusts, instead his thrusts turn harsh, before you cry at the warmth flooding your insides. Ingo’s cry overshadowing your own.

Emmet’s thrusts speed up, burying his teeth into his mating mark. Pumping load after load into your pussy, making sure to fuck it into you.

They slowly stop, making sure you’ve ridden out your high.

They nuzzle either side of your neck, lavishing you with kisses.

You whimper, their cocks are still inside you, keeping you full.

Despite their affection you can only think, how the hell are you going to sneak back to your room? And avoid your coworkers until you’re cleaned?