#nipes

[pagaugain]

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[xx-sketchy-xx]

I’m holding Wally hostage

(There’s bombs involved :3)

(enjoy your day amazing artist)

so uh. I only see this ending badly for you, Howdy doesn’t sell real bombs. I should really talk to him about false advertising. also thank you! You too ❤️

[p-clodius-pulcher]

In spite of e very thing it’s like everything comes back to Aeneas my best friend who is so important to me. Me when I’m normal.

[crayonurchin]

[bigmeatpete69420]

The cutest animals in my zip code. #reptiles #pets #viper #snake #cutean...

REPTILE OVERLOAD

[s0urte3th]

w. hy are you here

[charmingcritter]

I am in horror story

I hear scratching outside my room wtffffffff

[hooneado]

🥷🏻 NiPE ⸻ amor de 巴拉塞拉

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

very glad you uncovered the long forgotten favorite trope of mine “kissing someone to stop their panic attack” that teen wolf started me on so long ago. science experiment reverse has my heart and so do you <3

Jason kept his touch gentle. Kept it careful. And didn't press. It didn't take rocket scientist to know you didn't spend a lot of time kissing people. But when you didn't pull away and you didn't freak out and snap- and more importantly stopped gasping like a fish out of water- Jason thought he was making some progress.

You weren't melting exactly. But- When he gathered you into his arms and pulled you onto his lap on the floor, you let him. Closing your eyes when he feathered soft kisses on your cheeks as he brushed tears away.

If he was honest, he hadn't kissed a lot of girls either. You know, between training and being dead. But this... This felt good. Nice. And when you responded with your own kisses, clumsy but earnest and sweet, he rubbed his nose against yours. "That's it, baby girl, just breathe. Focus on me, okay? I'm here."

"Jay," you murmur, " why-"

"I like a girl that can kick my ass," he said, grinning as he leaned down to kiss you again. He wanted to coax a smile out of you, but failing that, he'd settle for more kisses. You'd been niping his lip a little and he liked it. Clinging to him wanting comfort. And it felt right to give it to you.

He couldn't feel you. You were still holding yourself in control too tightly for that. But, there was less tension in your body. He could settle with that-

"Well," Dick aid coughing, "We can come back if-"

Jason's head jerked up and he felt his face flame, "I uh-"

"He was trying to distract me," you explain, taking the hand up Dick offered to haul you through the opening.

"Effective, But I'd have probably just told you jokes," he snorted, shooting Jason a look. Jason looked guilty. And a little dazed. So much for not liking you like that.

You shrug and take a deep breath. The air reeked of rust, must, and piss but at least you weren't in a box. "Next time I'm just jumping off the fucking roof, oh my god."

"I thought you didn't do that," Jason protested.

"Once," Dick said rolling his eyes, "At least until the shattered ankle heals."

[alexusonfire]

For The Heart is An Organ of Fire

Brienne of Tarth x f!Reader

Smutember Prompt: Over the Clothes

A/n: Week two of Smutember! This one is definitely more fluffy than last week 🤣 You can find @daydream-cement's fic here!

Brienne moaned quietly into your mouth, her arm wrapping itself tighter around you to bring you closer. You'd been lazily draped half-over her for the better part of an hour, gently exploring her mouth with your own. Nearly a week apart had the two of you craving some intimacy, and after you'd both slipped into your night clothes you'd eagerly crawled into eachother's embrace.

"I've missed you, love" Brienne whispered as she stroked your cheek with her knuckles. Your heart swelled when you met Brienne's gaze, so sweet, so vulnerable. You were sure no one had ever had the privilege to witness this side of her, and it always made you feel incredibly honored that she allowed you to do so.

"I missed you too. Must you always be gone for so long?"

Brienne chuckled and slowly ran her fingertips down your arm, gooseflesh rising in its wake. Instead of uttering the teasing retort building on her tongue, she decided to put it to better use and cupped the back of your neck to bring your lips back down to hers, a small smile blooming on her face at your pleased hum.

Night began to creep its way into the room, the fire slowly dimming to embers. You could only just make out the edges of Brienne's features; the high cheekbones, the soft blonde hair framing her forehead. Filled with yearn for the woman you loved, you pressed a tender kiss to the column of her neck, then another, and another, so enraptured by her soft skin you barely noticed the way Brienne began to squirm.

"That's... I like that." she said, her voice slightly gruffer than before. You looked up at her, her cerulean blues still somehow managing to pierce just enough through the darkness for you to see her blown pupils. At some point Brienne had pressed her hips into your thigh (or you had pressed your thigh into her hips, you couldn't be quite sure which), and the feeling of her body pressed against yours so intimately gave you an idea.

"Brienne... I know we haven't... done the deed, so to speak, and I don't think either of us are ready for it just yet... but, may I... may we try something?"

Your hand clutched Brienne's sleep shirt, a small bout of nerves overtaking you as she contemplated her answer. Slowly, she shook her head yes, and you whispered a soft "thank you" before shifting yourself to press your leg firmer between hers. Lips met skin again as you traced beneath her jaw, nosing, niping, loving. The small whimpers Brienne allowed herself spurred you on, and you brought your hand down to her hip to encourage movement. At first she stuttered, unsure of what you were asking, but when you flexed your thigh and warmth shot up her sides, it clicked. Hesitant at first, she managed to get herself into a rhythm, and within minutes she was panting, slightly overwhelmed with the new sensations.

"Are you doing alright?" you asked, only briefly stopping your ministrations to await an answer.

"Yes, I'm- please don't stop."

This was one of the rare times she sounded assured of herself when it came to bedroom pursuits, and you grinned as you bit down on her neck, sinking your teeth in just a bit harder. She gasped as you sucked little love bruises onto her collarbones, already excited at the prospect of admiring them in the morning. Brienne's hips increased in their pacing, rocking harder into you, and she clutched your shoulders to steady herself as the coil in her lower abdomen tightened; without warning, she cried out into the room and clamped her legs shut around yours, the tremble of them making your own cunt flutter with heat. You held her close through the aftershocks, petting her hair and kissing her cheeks as she tried to even out her breathing.

"Well done, my love." you praised when she finally softened beneath you. Brienne let out a small keen, and you stored her reaction away for a later time. For now, you pulled back the blanket and rised to tend to the fire, aware that Brienne was watching your every move. Padding back to the bed, you made to pull her into you for sleep when her hand on your chest stopped you.

"... may I return the favor, my lady?"

Your smile alone could have brightened the whole room, damn the fire that you had just stoked; she only called you "my lady" in moments of deep adoration, like the very first time she asked to court you. With a nod of your head, Brienne instead pulled you to her and placed reverent kisses to your lips, determined to do just that.

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@weemssapphic @rosieathena @renravens @ness029 @saturnnnnl @aemilia19 @milciak

[abiiors]

Do you have any plans to write smut ? 👀👀. I'm starving and begging for a crumb

.ೃ࿐ the jeweller's hands

(wrote this on my phone and it’s not proofed, sorry!!!)

cw: cheating, mean matty

“keep it down or i’ll fucking stop,” matty growls in your ear the moment your back hits the wall. 

fifteen minutes. that’s how long you lasted before seeking him out in the crowd—a risky fucking business considering you’re attending this stupid little charity gala with your husband in the first place. 

regardless, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. 

not that you’re even thinking about him right now… the man you came here with is the absolute last thing on your mind. your thoughts wander—first to matty in a suit, to his sleeves straining over his biceps and the way he wears no tie to this formal event. his shirt collar is open too, tattoos peeking out surrounded by a fine dusting of hair that’s gone slightly grey now, just like the grey in his curls. 

he’s a vision. and now he’s here. inches away. trapping you between him and the wall and grinding his pelvis against yours in a way that makes it very clear what he’s here for. 

matty hand tightens on your hips. 

“here?”

“oh, don’t act coy with me now.”

his voice drops down to a harsh whisper, voice full of venom and lust but he only steps closer and the heat in your belly burns hotter. 

so what if this is wrong… 

“didn’t think about that when you were making fuck me eyes at me out there, did you?”

no. you didn’t. 

but he can chase you a bit more. 

“someone’s going to hear us,” you all but purr in his ear, niping at his earlobe. matty’s hold on you tightens and suddenly there’s not enough air in this fancy, marbled bathroom. 

“then you’re just going to have to shut up and take it like a good little slut, yeah?”

there’s no way you would ever let anyone else speak this way to you. but matty is older, matty knows what he’s doing. matty, with his calloused hands and a fallen angel face knows how to make your blood sing.

he is the only one that gets a pass. 

“strip,” he orders and takes a small step back. 

you can’t help the small choked sound of protest that leaves you but then there he is again, spinning you around and undoing the zip of your dress before you can make another sound. 

“can you step out of your dress on your own?” his mouth lowers to your ears, warm breath cascading down your cheeks, lips brushing against your skin ever so slightly. “it won’t be pretty if i have to do it, love. it might end up on the floor in tatters.”

you swallow harshly and nod just once. 

he’s on you the moment the dress pools around your feet and you stand there, back pressed to the wall in just a thong. you don’t miss the way his eyes hungrily take you in—the curve of your hips and up to your stomach. then to your tits. 

of course, his eyes linger there—on your peaked nippes and then up to your neck. you resist the urge to squirm under his gaze. 

“are you just gonna stand there and watch me?”

matty clicks his tongue. 

“you’ve gotten bold, haven’t you?”

“only because you’ve gone soft,” you taunt. it has the effect you want it to have. 

matty crashes his lips against yours before you’re even properly done speaking. it’s a furious kiss—teeth clashing together on impact, your lipstick smeared all over your mouth. this isn’t a soft kiss. it’s not a lovers’ kiss. 

this is a kiss that stings.

“that what you think?” he speaks when he takes a moment to breathe and your heart leaps in your throat. oh he sounds angry. the kind of anger that he’s about to take out on you… 

“we’ll have to change that won’t we…”

“we—fuck!”

you feel a sharp sting as matty pinches your nipple between his fingers, taking advantage of the piercing, digging the cold metal further into your skin until your legs start shaking. wildfire runs through your blood, burning away any sane thought in its way, leaving you with just desire and lust and complete abandon.

“what was that? couldn’t hear you that well…”

this time you don’t try. 

“please–shit! please, matty!” you whine, trying to clench your thighs together, but he pushes his knee between them, his body holding yours against the wall. 

the bathroom somehow seems smaller now, hotter than it was before. the only thing between you and someone else walking in is a flimsy locked door. 

anyone could knock. anyone could—

“you’re thinking,” he tuts. he’s right though. you are thinking…

good thing he’s right there to fuck you dumb. 

“good little sluts don’t overthink,” his fingers hook harshly into the waistband of your thong and you already know what’s coming next. 

a ripping sound echoes in the room and your thong falls to the floor, ripped to shreds. 

“gonna send you back to your husband with my cum dripping down your thighs, darling, that what you want? hmm?” his words swirl around your brain at a dizzying pace making you nod involuntarily. 

that is what you want… to feel him so deep inside you that you won’t forget it for days. to have your lungs full of his cologne. to have your fingers shoved so deep in your mouth that you’d gag around them. 

your heart pounds in your entire body as you help matty undo his belt with shaky fingers. he’s already so hard under your touch, groaning as you palm him first through his trousers and then through his boxers. 

fuck. for a moment you wonder what he would taste like. if he would let you if you just dropped to your knees right here. but the desperation to feel him inside, hitting the spot over and over again, has you drooling. 

“spread your legs,” he whispers roughly and his fingers find your clit. 

lazily, he swipes through your folds and collects some of the wetness making you hiss in pleasure. your eyes roll to the back of your head—this is what it should feel like always, no thoughts, just him and his hands and—

without warning you feel the tip of his cock entering you and you bite onto his shouder, desperate to keep the screams in. 

“matty—”

but his mouth is on yours once again, swallowing every moan and scream and hiss of pleasure as he pounds into you mercilessly. 

his hips slam into yours at a bruising pace; urgent and desperate, like he can’t get enough. it’s feverish even, almost as if you might slip away if he lets go even just a little. matty lets out a string of curses between each kiss. 

somewhere in the back of your mind, you know your lips will be swollen and red by the time you’re done. you know you’ll have to find some way to look put together before going out again. but right now you don’t care… not when your entire body is full of ecstacy. not when matty makes you feel so so good.

sooner or later it will end, your mind reminds you. it will end and you’ll have to gather yourself and go out and play good little wife to a man you barely care about. 

it will end and you will go your separate ways only to find each other again in some shady corner or some brightly lit bathroom at some pretentious event…

matty’s breath hitches when you clench around him. 

the feeling in your spine is overwhelming—the tingles, the little electric jolts, the bursts of pleasure that build and build until the knot inside your stomach tightens impossibly fast. 

“matty—gonna cum–please…”

“feel so good, darling,” he replies. a rare praise coming from him but it intensifies the dizziness, the bloodrush. “let me feel you,” he coaxes. this time, his voice comes out much softer, almost…tender. 

“cum for me,” he speaks and pulls your thighs higher over his hip. suddenly he’s reaching so much deeper, hitting the spot harder and the trembling in your body increases tenfold.

your legs spasm, barely holding you upright and a wave of pleasure crashes over you.

the next time you open your eyes, matty’s face is contorted with pleasure, eyes half-lidded, jaw slack, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows harshly and you feel the warmth of his cum dripping out of your cunt and down your thigh. exactly what he’d promised.

if you look down, you’ll find his hands imprinted on your hips—red marks in the shape of his fingers that will no doubt bruise in the next couple of days. something of his for you to hold on to, long after he leaves. a welcome sting.

he does look down when he opens his eyes—looks down at the way your bodies are joined together, how your legs part around him, how your body fits into the crevices of his so perfectly. he almost smiles then but shakes his head slightly.

you expect him to say something, anything that would fill in the silence.

you were good, darling.

you were amazing.

come home with me.

he says none of those things. silently, matty zips us his trousers and fixes his belt. then he brings his thumb to your chin, softly wiping away the lipstick stains, up to your thumb so he can do the same there.

his eyes remain trained to your lips but you suspect it’s more cowardice this time than lust.

“get dressed,” matty speaks and his voice comes out brittle, devoid of feelings. “don’t want your husband to come looking for you.”

and then he steps away, as if none of this ever really happened.

[fanartlover1234]

VICIOUS

Hook can see right through you

Hook was a pirate, he knew what pretending and acting was as its the way he got what he wanted most times and her smile, her rosie cheeks were fake to the bone and it seemed no one could see it but him.

Thw way the corners of yours lips tugged up but not a single wrinkle at her eyes, the way her cheeks grew pink yet not a shimmer in those doe eyes of her.

Of course eveyone believed she was good, she were the headmasters grandaughter after all, she were supposed fo be the example of all things good and pure.

He always admired the girl, how she could wear such a smile on her own face that even Uliana will only realisw the mock in the girls words when she thinks about it hours later.

The way she always moved so gracefuly amd her eyes always seemed to be the constant stuck in doa eyes mode probably gave her extra beliefs from others.

He wasnt sure she were fakeing it, he knew.

She was so good at it, he even believed it for a while as one of your friends were Bridget and she was the beam of joy.

It was currently midnight, magical time of day when tomorrow becomes today and today becomes yesterday.

Hook was wandering in the garden when he notoced the one and olny actress of Merlim Acedemy goody two shoes.

"Now what does a goody goody does here in such late hour" he asked, slightly startling her from her train of thought when she looked upon the figure of a pirate who kneeled down to in same level as her while he lowered himself in grass.

He looked her up and down, his eyes landing on the necklace next to hers, it was Ulianas.

"What do you want" the harsh of her tone caught him by suprise, her act dropped, knowimg no one besides them both would see it.

"How did you-" he said trailing his words as he pointed at the necklace and she simplg winked at him she looked into his eyes and thay alone was a mistake as she was now traped in the deadly gaze of her enemie "you niped it when you hugged her" he stated though it more sounded like a question before she fixed her posture her doe eyes looking at him.

"I have no idea what you are on about"

"Nope" he said " do not pretend to some weak, pathetic goody two shoes when i can see that visious mind of your working behind those innocent looking eyes".

[arc-hus]

Nipe Cabin, Risør, Norway - Lie Øyen Arkitekter

[joe-keerys-wife]

The walk in!

Eddie munson x fem!reader

Summary: you and eddie are secretly dating and he comes over to have some fun, you forget to lock the door with tour cheif poilce dad in the house, hopper who has arrested eddie many times. Whats the worst that could happen?

Eddies fingers deep in your hair, tracing down to your lower back, pulling you in closer, kissing you harder. His teeth biting down onto your lower lip, letting out a low moan, Eddie uses that, when your mouth is open he shoves his tongue onto your's tasting you.

Trying to keep quite, since your dad the chief of the town, who as arrested eddie on multiple occasions, is in the other room with your 14 year old sister el. They both dont really like eddie, hopper thinking his is a lunatic and el just agrees to what hop says.

Hopper doesnt know you and eddie are a thing, but it doesnt stop your and eddies love making. Hands grabbing at each other bodies, eddie grunting slightly into your mouth when you feel him over his jeans.

You hook your legs around his waist jumping up, keeping your lips on his. He holds your around your ass keeping you in place. Eddie pushes you back onto the bed, leaning over you smirking excitedly, like a child who has found the hidden cookie jar.

'eddie' you say his name quietly, getting his attention, finally bringing his lips away. Your silently begging him for anything. He only continues smirking at you, you shuffle forward, pulling at his top.

He pulls it over his head with one arm, his curles bounce slightly giving you a small show which is making you soak your panties. 'eddie please' he gives you one of his sturn looks that makes you need him more.

You grab him and pull him towards you, your sitting on thr bed and he is standing in front. You pull him by his neck, not hard enough to hurt though, and kiss him hungrily. Lips moving together in a sync, a messy one but one that moves you closer, so you can feel his hard on poking at your lower stomach.

Eddie reaches down at the hem of your t-shirt, well it was his but then you stole it. He pulls it over your head and throws it in a random area of your room.

His hands reach down to cup your breasts, you dont sleep with a bra and eddie is more than okay by that. If anything he sees it as a reward. His fingers move in a circle, circling your nipples, making you groan in neediness.

Eddie gets on his knees in frount of you for better access to your boobs, and he takes one in his mouth niping and sucking at one nipple, the other was getting played with one hand. The other was on your waist, supporting him on his knees.

'can these come off sweetheart?' he says in a breathless wisper after gagging himself with your tit. He plays with the elastic on the waist band of your sweatpants. You nod your head not looking at him.

He grabs your chin with the hand playing with the elastic, making you look at him. 'honey, i need words. Or were stopping understand?'

You rapidly nod your head desperately, quickly remembering about words, 'yes eddie' his hand moves to your lower back moving it up and down.

'yes eddie what? What are you agreeing to baby?' he looks up at you, standing up.

'yes eddie, take my pants off' he smiles at you, pulling your pants down your thighs and legs, revealing your black lace panties. His eyes widen and the beautiful sight.

'good girl baby, your gorgeous' his praise heats up your face and your pussy. You moe your hips closer to him saying without words you need somthing.

'want me to help you?'

'yes eddie, please. I need you'

His fingers moves your underwear to the side, diping his finger into your pussy. Tracing your folds, circling your clit slowly. Your gasping softly, head thrown to the side eyes closed.

Eddie fully removes your panties, pushing 2 fingers fully inside making you throw your head back moaning loudly. Eddie shushes you, 'be a good girl, if you make any more noise you wont be aloud to come.'

You nod your head absmindaly, needing it anyway you can get it. He thrusts his fingers in and out of your pussy, loving the wet sound it makes. You bite your lip trying to contain your moans.

You so close you can feel it brewing in your stomach, a feeling you know all to well arriving. Your almost there, you let a moan slip, looking straight at eddie with a pleading look. He smirks but continues, you dont question him.

He brings you right to the edge, your hips are moving around trying to bring you there faster, but no. Eddie removes your fingers and stops touching you all together. You wine it protest but its no use the orgasm you were about to get is gone.

All you can do is pout at him, 'sweetheart, i told you the rules' you just sit there acting like a brat. Muttering something along the lines of 'fuck you'.

'You know what sweetheart' he says pulling his jeans down, pulling the off completely, throwing them to the ground. You look at him waiting to continue.

He continues, 'suck my cock and touch yourself, but only come when i say' you immediately nod desperate for anything he is willing to give.

He lays down and you crawl over, seeing his erected cock standing up in excitement. You lean down, holding your self up with your forarms. You lick his tip making up suck in a breath.

'dont tease me.' he says dominantly pushing your head down to take him fully. 'now suck' he commands and you can only obey. You hallow your mouth around him and he grabs your hair pushing you up and down.

'i said touch youself' eddie says with a shaky breath. You reach down circling your clit in an eight motion, easily accepting two fingers inside yourself, moving them in and out quickly building up an oncoming orgasm.

Eddie is almost there aswel, 'remember sweetheart dont come until i say' you dont know if you will listen this time.

Your almost there and eddie can feel it.

'dont disobey me.' eddie growls out, knowing he wont be able to do anything about it if i come since he is so close aswel.

You cant stop, your orgasm taking over. Pleasure ripping thtough your body. You gasp making youself suck eddie in the best way possible, making eddie squirt down your thought.

After you both finish, eddie quickly sits you and him both up. 'your gonna regret that baby' he sands up picking up is discarded belt.

'hands up' you dont argue tolding them above your head. He loops them, making the belt into handcuff shape. Laying you back he dives into your thighs sucking your clit, you neqrly scream out in suprise but eddies hand is there to stop them.

He is sucking and licking long stripes from your entrance all the way to you clit again and again just to work you up. He pushes a finger in working it at at hard and fast pace in and out of your already soaked pussy.

It takes no time for you to be on edge again, you prepare yourself to get edged again for punishment so you ask 'c-can i come' eddie doesnt say anything, just keeps moving is figures roughly in and out of you and sucking at your clit.

You come, and you come hard. Head thrown back, gasping becoming more loud even with eddies other hand on your mouth, pleasure in fading your senses. You come back down to earth after seeing stars but eddie hasn't stoped his movements if anything he is going quicker.

You are getting overstimulated, face turning red from exhaustion. 'eddie-eddie thats enough please' he onky smirks up at you.

'no can do sweetheart' you then realise what your punishment really is, he hasnt got you begging for him to please you, no. He has got you begging him to stop.

Your hips are bucking backwards trying to get away, and your back is arching. You come again this time harder than before. Toes curled, letting out a sob of pleasure.

Eddie finally lets go, giving you a few minutes to catch a breath.

After a minute or so he asks 'still want me to fuck you or no?' you turn red at his question, which was in no way beating around the bush.

You nod your head rapidly, eagar to have him inside you again.

'Still want to be tied up?' you shake your head no, still in a blised out stage. He unbuckles the belt letting it drop to the floor.

'ready?'

'ready' you repeat with a nod of your head.

He leans over you, lining himself up with your slik entrance. He pushes in and you both let out moans. Loud moans, moans loud enough to be heared somewhere else but you two are so caught up to realise someone getting up.

He pushes inside not giving you time to adjust to his size and stretch. He moves fastly in and out. Grunting in your ear, you moaning out.

Both getting close fast, eddie reaches down circling your clit. 'come with me baby' your both about to come.

Until, the door opens and a loud 'what the fuck' is heard sounding like hopper. 'shit' you both mutter eddie pulling out quickly, covering you and himself.

'what the hell is wrong with you both' hopper looks like he is about to blow his shit. The last thing you thought that would happen today happened: your dad edged you.

Hopper continues with his lecture, then he says 'put clothes on then meet me in the living room were going to have a chat.' hopper leaves the room, shaking his head hearing el ask what happened.

You and eddie both look at each other burting into laughter.

[squiddy-god]

Food play with L

I have no excuse I love him your honor

CW : smut, no plot, food play, oral. Fem reader

It was obvious that L enjoyed sweets, he was almost constantly eating some kind of desert and even eating straight sugar cubes. In fact you don’t think you’ve ever seen him eat something that wasn’t a desert.

L had been conflicted lately, his thoughts and mind had been occupied by you as of late, witch was fairly normal as he often thought about you, especially when he was away. It wasn’t that he was thinking of you that was the problem, but rather how he was thinking of you. His mind would begin to drift to less pure places the longer it wasn’t filled with murder cases and criminals. It wasn’t often L felt particularly horny, and even when he was he’d never been quite as eager. He reasoned that it was because he hadn’t seen you in almost 2 weeks and desperately wanted to touch you again, but deep down he knew that wasn’t the hole story.

Deep down he knew it was also because of his recent dirty fantasies. It seemed like whenever his mind began to wander to filthy places it always seemed to fallow the same basic desire, you layed on his bed completely naked and dripping just for him, chocolate sauce covering your body inviting him to run his tounge along your (s/t) skin. He wanted to cover you in sweets from chocolate sauce and wiped cream to cake frosting and butterscotch.

L smiled to himself at the thought of the sweet confectionerys dripping down your thighs and smeared across your breasts. He hoped you’d let him act out his little fantasy with you. He was eager, something that was quite rare for the Raven haired detective. The blue light from his various monitors illuminated his perverted grin in the dark room as he remembered that he came back tomorrow. You were no doubt just as excited as he was, even if it was for slightly different reasons.

You didn’t question anything when you received a package full if various sweets, figureing that it was for your sugar addicted boyfriend. You were just about to put them away when you heard the door open and shut with a click. You walked out of the kitchen and smiled at the familiar slouching man in front of you. “L! Welcome back, I missed you” He made his way over to you and wrapped his lanky arms around you. “It’s good to see you again y/n.did you get the box of things I sent here? ” You nodded and chuckled slightly “yah it’s in the kitchen, I was going to put them away but you got home” He let out a quiet hum before retrieving the box. He wasted no time grabbing you hand as he pulled you towards your shared room, this wasn’t abnormal as L often dragged you to the seclusion of your shared room in order to cuddle and talk. This seemed different though, L seemed oddly eager to get to the bedroom and you wondered as to the reason why.

Walking in before locking the door and tossing the box onto the large bed. He turned back to you and brought your face closer to his, he pressed a soft but eager kiss to your lips as his arms now snaked around your waist to pull you closer. He niped at your lip slightly asking for entrance witch you gladly gave him, you parted your lips slightly and his tounge immediately darted in to sweral around yours and explore your mouth. He tasted like sugar, no doubt from something he ate earlier in the day, his hands gingerly ran along your waist and under your shirt. It always surprised you how handsy he could be when he was horny, fingers trailing gently over your skin before squeezing and groping at anything he could.

Breaking away from the kiss to breathe, you looked up at L’s normally stock face to see an adorable smile painted apon it. “I want to try something new y/n…please?” You nodded already haveing a vague idea of what he was planning. Gently he pushed you back onto the bed and began striping off your shirt and sweatpants as you stripped off his long sleeve shirt and bagy pants. You couldn’t tell at first because of how bagy his pants were but he was already hard. He unhooked your bra before tossing it haphazardly to a random spot in the room. He kissed you again, tounge invadeing your mouth as he ground his erection against your clothed sex.

You moaned into the kiss as one of his hands met your breasts, pinching and rolling your hardened bud between his fingers. This time it was L who broke the kiss, leaning back and removeing your panties he opened the box next to you on the bed and dumped out it’s contents before tossing it away. The first thing he reached for was the chocolate syrup, popping open the cap and tilting it upside down he drizzled it along your breasts and stomach, a little bit on your thighs. You looked to gorgeous in front of him, dripping with chocolate sauce and arousal.

He leaned down to your chest and pressed a long lick with the flat of his tounge, just above your breast all the way up your neck and to your jaw.

Long firm licks all over your chest collecting the sweet liquid on his tounge before his mouth latched onto your breasts. His skilled tounge sweraling and laping at your harden nipple and chocolate covered skin as his hand came to kneed your other breast. You moaned and gently tugged at his Raven locks as he continued his assault on your chest. Soon he switched sides, licking your other breast clean before doing the same to his now chocolate covered hand.

He moved lower and lower down you body, not missing a single drop as he left wet kisses and kitten licks over your stomach and thights.

Finally he came down to your dripping sex, his warm breath makeing you shudder. Wide and flat his tounge pressed a firm lick over your dripping folds and clit, you moaned out and shuddered. He continued to eat you out like a man starved as his mouth kissed and sucked your clit, tounge running along your sensitive folds tasteing you. You moaned and gasped from the feeling of him pressing further against your puffy clit. Two willowy fingers slid into your pussy and wiggled around ripping a moan from your mouth. His tounge slipped in, writhing and rubing against your walls. Pleasure washed over you as you came, L didn’t stop however, wet muscle still inside you and tasteing every part of your sensitive area.

To him you were the sweetest snack and he most certainly wasn’t done. Tounge and fingers still inside you, his slender digits started to trace along your soft walls, S-W-E-E-T. Your back arched off the bed and your hands tangled in his black hair. Your legs shaked as you came again. This time l pulled back, rummaging through the various sweets he picked up a container of cake frosting, popping open the lid his slick fingers scooped up a generous amount of the creamy substance before his now frosting covered fingers dipped down and scooped up the slick coating your folds, a little frosting getting slightly smeared on them. He’d get that later. Bringing his fingers to his mouth he licked them clean of the frosting and your cum before dipping his head back down to get anything he missed.

His cock was throbbing and pleading to be stuffed in your over sensitive cunt. He removed his boxers ready to suff himself in you but you stopped him. He was confused for a split second before he realised what you wanted to do. You got off the bed and sat him down where you once were. You licked from the bace of his cock to the flushed red tip, already dripping with bitter precum. His eyes were almost wider than normal answer they stared at your form. You reached over and grabbed the can of wip cream, the pssssssggggggccchhhhhh (cut me some slack) sound from the can was the only sound in the room, you covered almost his entire dick in wipped cream before giveing him a wink.

You licked his cock clean, only a few bits of wipped cream here and there as you took him into your mouth. You bobed your head up and down takeing as much of him as you could, his hands tangled in you (h/c) locks as you gaged around him slightly. His head was thrown back as almost calm moans reverberated through his chest. For once his mind was blank, zooming through cloud 9 as your mouth worked wonders sucking him off. Your mouth left his cock with a wet pop as you grabbed the butterscotch. L watched with bated breath as you opened it, his cock twitched as the thick liquid drizzled down his shaft before you once again took him into your mouth.

He was close as you took him a little further, throat constricting and gagging against him. His hips jolted a little further into your mouth. You could feel him twich in your mouth, tounge sweraling around him and tasteing the sweets you previously put on him. He let out a quiet groan as he came in the back if your throat, you did your best to swallow all the thick and bitter liquid. It wasn’t to bad as his cum mixed with the butterscotch slid down your throat. You pulled off of him and licked your lips.

He pulled you on top of him, his back hitting the soft sheets of the bed you shared. He gripped your thighs and ass with sticky hands as lifted you up and onto his cock. He slowly eased you onto his member, dark grey eyes staring as you stretched around him. You leaned and burried your face in his neck, moaning as he bottomed out inside you. He started thrusting upwards and your hips bounced to meet with his each time. The sound of slapping skin and airy moans filled the dark room.

The knot in your stomach started to tighten as your bounceing continued to meet his upward thrusts. His cock dragged against your walls letting you feel every vein as he hit your spongy g-spot. You were nice and tight around him, he could tell you were still sensitive from earlier. His hands gripped your ass and thighs as he kept up his pace. His cock twitched and he felt your pussy squeeze him tight. Spilling over the edge he painted your walls white, your legs shuddering and quakeing as yet another orgasm ripped through you.

Your breathing was heavy as L wrapped his arms around you to hold you in place.

“L… Let go, we gotta clean up, I feel sticky” You said, head still burried in his neck. He let out a long hum before responding. “Yes, I suppose that’s right. Alright let’s take a bath” You looked up at him and were greated by his warm adorable smile. “Yah, let’s go”

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Day 24: Injury Sex

Fandom: Baldurs Gate 3

Character: Wyll Ravengard

Warnings: soft sex, implied injury.

“I am find my love, you have nothing to worry over. Truly.”

You bit back a scoff, held back an eye roll because of course he would just ignore a wound at his side. Though you would do anything to make sure he was feeling well in some capacity. Which lead you to clean your lovers wounds, which in it's self lead you to slowly ride Wyll. His hands clutching your hips gently as you placed your own hands on his shoulders to not aggravate any wounds. It was not the passionate sex you were so used to, the rough rounds that could have you going for hours.

No, this was soft, slow. Every touch, every kiss sent a shiver down your spine. You felt like you were on fire, your head in the clouds as Wyll slowly thrusted into your warmth.

You felt wonderful wrapped around him, he could die right now but at least he would die a happy man. Placing his lips against your neck niped at the skin leaving a mark. Your soft cries echoing in the room were music to his ears and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He should get injured more often.