#not even released and im already thirsting

[kavalyera]

new blog title

[ncsdlr]

Hired - W.M N.R

SMUT || MDNI 18+

Word Count: 1533

Prostitute Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: prostitution, edging, vag!dp, threesome, making someone hold their cum? that's it...i think

A/N: My drafts are full and im tryna release my stuff before school starts again:)

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There was no denying that she was experienced in this way of making a living. Hell, she'd been experienced way before she even considered starting this job. She was a force to be reckoned with, and you did just that when Natasha found herself knocking on your door for another night shift.

As soon as the door opened for her, she was subjected to blindness. Not that Natasha was complaining, she loved being blindfolded, but usually, she would introduce herself as the stress reliever her clients hired for the night. The redhead sighed as she felt herself being guided through the room, noting the seemingly welcoming temperature of her surroundings. Natasha was made to sit down on a bench that was soft enough to distract her for half a second, but when she felt herself being undressed, her focus was easily redirected to the sudden chill she felt while still burning inside with the thirst that only her sponsors could quench.

"We're going to make you feel so good tonight, Natasha." The first voice Natasha heard was soft. She assumed that the person speaking would be the only one to handle her for the night, but that was before Natasha listened to your gruff voice speak into the shell of her ear.

"You're not leaving until you cum." Natasha groaned at your bold words, leaning her head back to find your shoulder, and focusing on the feeling of soft hands caressing her lithe body. Your hands squeezed Natasha's breasts at the same time your wife, Wanda, kneeled before her to spread her legs open gently.

Natasha anticipated what was to come all the while her breathing blew heavier with each kiss your wife placed on the smooth skin of her chubby thighs. Natasha pressed her lips together, her hum breaking into a languid moan when the woman pleasuring her began to lick at her clit directly. Natasha went to grab a lock of your woman's hair but was stopped abruptly when you intercepted her hand's path and held it behind her back with one hand firmly. Natasha was forced to grind into Wanda's mouth, her eyes screwing shut as pleasure consumed her entirely.

"Does that feel good, honey? Do you like what my wife is doing to you? Do you like the way her tongue licks your clit just right, hm?"

Natasha could only breathe out sharply as your words shot straight to her core, making her wetter than she already was. The restricted woman's hands fisted behind her back and you held them tightly as your other hand fondled her breasts. With the same hand, you hold Natasha's tit with, you hold your wife's head down, pulling her even closer to Natasha's sodden pussy much to her great pleasure. 

But even with everything you gave to Natasha- head, your hands all over her body, dirty words, money -she still felt as if something was missing. In her ungrateful desires, Natasha wished that she could hold onto Wanda's head, and feel how your woman's hair weaved through her dainty fingers while she savored the pleasure she felt with your wife working between her pretty legs. 

"Mm, 'm gonna cum," she breathed around a moan as she spoke, continuing with, "fucking hell, gonna cum so- ah!" But then just as Natasha was about to let herself go, Wanda pulled away from her pussy, thus making her whine into the steamy air of your shared room with your wife. 

"Why?" she sobbed, tiny tears wetting the fabric covering her eyes.

"Not yet, baby," your wife's softer voice said.

****

"You tell us if it's too much, okay?"

Natasha breathed out a 'yes' as she got herself situated over your cock, holding onto your headboard as she did. With her pretty tits so close to your face, you leaned your head up to capture her nipple with your mouth, causing the woman above you to let out a surprised breathy moan. I mean, considering she felt you enter her at that same moment, of course, she would moan out for you. 

"You don't know how pretty she looks taking all of me in, Wands."

"I bet she'll look even prettier once I fuck into her too, don't you think, baby?" 

Like a bastard, you thrusted your hips up just as Natasha was about to speak, fucking into her like you cared not for her pleasure but only for your own. Her following moans came in rushed sounds, high-pitched and fast-paced. Natasha fell forward, her chest pressing into yours and rubbing in the slightest every time you thrust into her. You held her down by her hips, your mouth moving to kiss her exposed neck as you did. 

With her eyes now capable of seeing, Natasha looked into your eyes, her teary ones finding your lustful ones. Never had she ever been fucked this good before. Everything felt so good, your hands all over her, your eyes staring into hers, your mouth on her neck, she was feeling everything. And then, your wife joined in, and she deemed that moment the best thing that ever happened to her.

Wanda stilled Natasha's bouncing hips with one hand on her lower back, using her other to position her cock at Natasha's entrance where you already were. Natasha's head fell slack on your chest at the feeling of being filled up so fucking slowly, the stretch nearly being too much for her, but like a champ, she took it with deep breaths and nails digging into your shoulder. 

"Holy fuck," Natasha breathed out.

"Too much, honey?" Wanda asked.

From under her, you watched Natasha's face contort and relax alternatively, feeling the way her body got accustomed to the feeling of two big cocks filling her up. 

"Oh, I think this isn't even close to too much for our slutty girl," you smirked. "Isn't that right, Natasha?"

Natasha mewled above you, her eyes screwing shut lightly as her lips formed a pout, a pout that you took no pity in as you fucked into her again. Your hips made Natasha moan out, a scream-like cry tearing her throat as your wife joined in thrusting into her not even a second later. Natasha's hand on the headboard flew to your shoulder, holding you there tightly, her nails digging into your skin. 

Your wife had other plans, though, because not long went by before she was pulling Natasha up against her, pressing her front to Natasha's back. Wanda's head peaked from behind Natasha's shoulder, smirking at you from her position behind Natasha. You groaned at the sight, one of your hands flying to Natasha's tit, while the other caressed softly at your wife's cheek.

"So hot, my darling," you said, looking deeply into Wanda's eyes. 

Wanda grinned at you, fucking into Natasha with more vigor just as you did so too. The woman cried out, the two big cocks in her pussy stretching her out deliciously. You and Wanda were hitting all of her g-spots simultaneously and it was driving her crazy. The feeling of the two of you in her had her eyes crossing in their sockets, her drool spilling out of her lips, her arms hanging slack at her sides.

"I'm gonna cum," Natasha warned, shakily, "Please let me cum."

Wanda cooed, "Oh, really? You're gonna cum?" then she turned to you, "What do we do, Y/N? The little girl wants to cum."

You sighed, rubbing your hands on Natasha's thighs in faux deep thought before speaking with a wide smirk on your lips, "I don't know, she doesn't really look interested in cumming."

"Oh, please, please. I want to cum, have to cum, please." In that same second, tears fell from Natasha's eyes, running down her flushed cheeks all the way to her neck. "Need to cum, please!"

"Oh, you do?" Wanda asked. 

"I think she does," you smirked, looking into Natasha's eyes as she cried above you.

Wanda pressed her lips to the shell of Natasha's ear and rasped, "Cum, for us, Natasha."

****

And they lived happily ever after...Well, for that night at least. You and Wanda had Natasha in several more positions after that, making her cum more times than she expected to. When all was done, and Natasha's whole body felt like it was on fire, the three of you collapsed into a pile on your marital bed with Wanda. 

Natasha couldn't move, hell she couldn't even lift her finger. You and Wanda were subjected to moving her around strategically on your bed to change the sheets she'd ruined. Not that any of you were complaining. The aftercare was nice too, a wiped down for Natasha then cuddles after you and your wife had a shower while Natasha was passed out on your bed. All was well.

Then, come morning time, Natasha came four more times before she had to leave, sent home in a car the two of you had her be driven home in. The driver you two sent to drive her had to help Natasha walk into her home too. That part was something Natasha was deeply embarrassed of. That driver was definitely traumatized. 

He didn't mind though because unfortunately, he was used to it. 

Natasha was definitely hired back more than once after that. 

So, i guess, yeah, they did live happily ever after. 

[sinning-23]

please please please do different arcane/opla character's kinks???? (preferably some Jayce but yk-)

OMG I was just returning to arcane roots. Mind you I haven't seen the recent season (Im waiting for my mom and sister since we all watched dit together) UHH take these smutty lil kinky lil headcanona!

P.s For as much smut as i write I have the hardest time remembering the differences between kinks and fetishes BUT I think I got it down lol. Bare with me yall.

P.P.S. I'll make a part two with some more of these guys lol I started to draw a blank on a few and get burnt out but I want to provide QUALITY writing to y'all

Enjoy-

Silco

Yknow every time I come on this god forsaken app I find myself thirsting over dead midleages if not older men....

Ahem

Smoking and Begging I feel like would be two kinks of his. And like he already is a smoker so just translating that over to the bedroom....oof.

I feel like he's the type to smoke after or before, but like in a way that relaxes him even further? YK what I'm saying? Perhaps he'll even offer you some with a firm grip on your face while he blows smoke into your mouth, just before he kisses you.

I also think the begging gets him hot under the collar. Just the idea of his partner asking so desperately for release knowing he's in control of whether they're allowed to or not really does it for him. He's ruthless but sweet in the most deliciously contradicting way. Saying things like, " Begging is so unbecoming of you my dear," or "You can beg better than that, I thought you wanted to cum?"

Sevika

Sevika my belovedddddd <3 come home baby the kids miss you lmao. Sevika seems like the type to be down for a lot but also has her limits? One thing that really gets her going though is overstim/multiple orgasms. Please let her pull as many as she can from you its literally her favorite thing watching her partner come undone. She likes to see how messy you get and how your thighs tremble and shake, damn near tensing up from the strain.

She starts slow. Maybe two...then three more.....how bout we shoot for 4 to 5? SIx you say?! Alright, let's just say fuck it and go for 7.

"C'mon, you can give me one more. Thatssss it, let go."

Vander

This is a harworking, loving, family man okay. He doesn't have time for a lot...However, he definitely has time to just have you squeeze down on him with those hot, wet walls, simply existing. Ahhh yes the art of cockwarming in cwich he is an expert in. Hes a sneaky fucker too, taking time to just position you in front of him so he can slip his cock into you, just enjoying your warmth. No movement, just there, your back to his chest, pretending like nothing is happening behind the counter.

He especially enjoys the late nights, your bodies melted into one as you just sinkkkkk down on him, just adjusting to his length, fighting the urge to move as does he. Just that's part of the fun. Expect lots of soft gentled caresses as yout walls memorize him

Vi

Babygirls got a thing for hot chicks in uniform. Be in business attire, military, or otherwise, she loves it.

I mean, honestly, I was not hot about clean white button-downs tucked into fancy dress pants adorned by emblems of silver or gold. A nice neat hairstyle, no flyaways, very much office siren.

And please god don't let you have a snappy domineering attitude, telling her what to do, sexily taunting. Babygirl will be weak in the knees.

Jinx

I don’t think she’d have any kinks if I’m being honest. I see Jinx as a very experimental and fun but soft and vanilla lover. She enjoys being treated softly and gentle, especially in a moment of vulnerability like being intimate with a partner.

Viktor

I hate to be the one to say it but stalkings/knee highs and glasses… Yall HEAR ME OUTTT HEAR ME OUT! I know that sounds really bad but if you see the vision. I feel like Viktor is a lover of pretty things, patterns and decoration. The feeling of lace or tights under his fingertips, the thrill of being the one who gets to remove your glasses before you go down on him.

All is truly a treat in his pretty yellow eyes. Especially when it's his beloved and devoted partner. He takes his time with you treating you delicately as he pulls the fabric off your kneesocks away to reveal pretty legs he gets to you all the way up to the main prize. He likes taking his time unwrapping his gifts. His favorite part is discarding it all from your body. Or at the very least, making you do it.

"Strip." He hums, leaning forward as you shed layers of clothes with a smile.

Ekko

At first I was thinking that mmm Ekko doesn't have any really kinks. Maybe he’s more vanilla but then I got thinking…

Nah nah this guy..

He likes being bitten.

Oddly enough he wasn’t sure why when you had first done it on impulse, the two of you in one of your more intimate moments. You hand grazed his shoulder, only applying slight pressure before stopping yourself from going too hard but the sound it pulled form him. Gorgeous.

“D-Do it again. Please?” He asks, lifting a bit above your too see your glossed fucked our eyes.

“Bite you?” You reiterate, trying to read him and it’s nothing but pure lust and adoration.

“Baby, please.” He huffs, lulling his neck to the side, giving you access.

Please mark him up he really likes it.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 4

Hal Jordan + size difference

Red lantern reader Raaaaaarrghhh 🦅 🦅 🦅 Reader is a Czarnian, cuz Lobo is hot, so the reader is hot 🗣️

Not as long as my usual writing, but i got twice as much homework as normal lately so im amazed i even got writing done today.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist

There were few beings across the galaxy that left the green lanterns fumbling, and you were one of them. As Czarnians could only be killed by others of their species, and the fact that you and Lobo were something akin to friends, they could do nothing but contain you when they could capture you. Not that they were able to do that most days, as your hulking height and muscular build wasn’t just for show. Your skill with your ring only served to make you an even bigger foe.

It was your extreme skill and somehow cold and calculated mind even as a red lantern, that made you a nightmare to deal with. Many lanterns would flee battles barely conscious and would need months of physical and even mental therapy, some would not even return. You were one of the only two violent Czarnians, besides Lobo that is, and your blood thirst and seemingly iron tight control of your rage had many living beings shaking at the mere thought of you.

So how did Hal find himself in his current position, his arms hanging limply by his side as your large powerful hands grasped the underside of his knees, his back against your chest. Hal was sure hed heard of this position at some point, probably from Guy in all his showboating, a full nelson, he called it. And now Hal was in that very position, choked gasps and gargled moans leaving him, his head falling back against your wide muscular chest as your strength alone lifted him up and down on the monster you called a cock.

Maybe it had started as a fight, or a spar, or even just a chase across the stars, but one thing led to another and now Hal was being taken in a way he had never imagined before. If his eyes weren't welling with tears of pleasure and disbelief, he was sure he would be seeing a bulge through his stomach whenever you thrust inside. From what he could feel you weren’t even fully inside, and the taunting chuckle from behind him confirmed it as you grunted that he shouldn’t be acting so slutty already as you only had about half of your length inside him.

The bottom of Hals suit was gone, a gift of the lantern ring, your own only gone enough to drag your length and sack out so you could fuck into the human lantern. A loud wail that might have been a moan left Hal as you focused your attention on the bundle of nerves inside him, grinding into his prostate hard enough that Hal was seeing white, his cock twitching and spurting come out into the empty space in front of the two of you. The deep chuckle that left you made your chest rumble against Hals back, sending another shiver down his spine as his own length gave a feeble twitch, already trying to get hard again.

He felt like a toy as you dragged him up and down your length, his suit receding off his neck and shoulders as your sharpened canines dug into his skin hard enough to draw blood, your large tongue running up the length of Hals neck to wipe the metallic red liquid away as fast as it came. Hal let out a weak grunt as his entire body tensed, another orgasm washing through him, his length only releasing a few spurts. But it didn’t seem to slow you down whatsoever as you kept your pace, your taunting chuckle and words still going as the green lantern shook and moaned.

Hal had no idea how long it went on, but at some point, he had started to lose his vision as everything went blurry, a pleasant burn running through his body as he came for what must have been the sixth or seventh time, his sack completely empty causing him to have an empty orgasm. His body would tense, he would tighten up around you, but nothing would leave his dick, only more drool would run down his chin as he gagged and moaned for you.

As your large strong fingers pressed between his lips Hal found himself sucking on them sloppily, like his body couldn’t fully keep up with what his mind wanted him to do. He didn’t understand the language you cursed in as you came, and he didn’t have the brainpower to use his ring to translate it. His stomach felt tight as you filled him, white running out around your length as it overflowed, Hal whimpering at the feeling as he tried to commit it to memory.

Hal must have passed out as you reached for his length, pulling on it till his entire body tensed and shook through another finish, his head reeling and his eyes rolling back. He even thought it might have been a dream, if it wasn’t for his lower body killing him and what looked like the space version of a phone number left in his ring. You had even been polite enough to leave him in the space equivalent of a hotel room, and a high priced one too. Maybe the true way to contain your rage was a good fuck, Hal would have to fight you on his own a couple more times to make sure.

[joemama-2]

bro imagine how good it would be to discover VL rn, you’d have 100k+ words of actual PEAK LITERATURE to read PLUS a new chap coming out soon 😩

and then when ur done all that u Can scroll thru the asks and over analyze every chapter 😫ugh I’m jelly

nothing quenches my thirst for VL. I am so hyped for the next chapter ESPECIALLY now that u said there will be fluff involved heh

Also was I the only one that thought about this: in the last chapter when reader walked inside her apartment like during the argument and locked the door and gojo left (I assume) did gojo already have like his keys and jacket ready to go and like on him during the argument 😭😭😭 it’s so unimportant but I was like 🤨

UNLESS the next chapter is gonna start off where the last one ended 😼

AND OMG I JUST PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER AND REALIZED THAT THE SNEAK PEAK WAS DAD DAY 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍omg thank god that something didn’t stop satoru from attending that. Genuinely I think if he wasn’t able to make it to dad day it would be my last straw and I’d have to die from the angst. Literally just realized that as I was writing this

Im gonna be REAL embarrassed if I’m wrong tho lmfao 😭😭😭

i alwayyysssss think that way. like imagine watching jjk for the first time UGHHHH 🤕🤕🤕 but thank you love hehe. i try to drop subtle hints in my asks that leave yall pondering lol

i didn’t even think about that logic right there when she closed the door 😭😭😭 but i’m assuming that he just carries his keys in his pockets no matter what. and the shoes were already on 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️but imagine he just knocked in the middle of y/n’s breakdown as was like “uhh, can you pass me my keys?” 🙎‍♂️

and the sneak peekkkk, well the chapter will be releasing soon so we’ll seee if you’re right or not 😁😁

[tetralea]

I just found accidental sex prompts and I thought about Max calling Charles a good boy (or girl?) as a joke, but it turns out Charles really likes it.. And he may have a praise kink? And Max will use this knowledge to get him worked up and begging to be fucked?

Okay, so this is a sudden idea, kinda mixed with this prompt. I hope it will work 😄

“You look so good in that.” Charles heard the clear praise coming from behind him as he poured a glass of water in the shared kitchen with Max. “I assume the exam went well?” Ha asked, standing next to Charles.

Emptying the glass Charles smirked. “I maxed out all points.” He was proud.

“Wow, that’s very good, very very good.” Max was looking at him, the blue eyes trying to read his reactions. “You prepared a lot, well done.”

Charles swallowed and knew all too well where this was heading. “Thank you.” His smile reached his eyes, giggling a little, his voice getting a bit quiet.

Max raised a brow, biting his lips at Charles’ attempt to avoid his gaze, like both of them didn’t know where this would end.

“I think-“ Charles spoke unsure, quickly looking at Max before looking down at his glass again. “I think im gonna have a shower. Okay? I got a little sweaty.” He made a disgusted face and they both knew it wasn’t all that bad, but whatever they were playing at couldn’t be addressed more openly that that. Because it was an invitation, something Charles was thinking of since he left university and something Max was hoping for since Charles last in the morning.

“Alright, that’s a good idea, helping to relax a bit.” Max nodded, a bit awkward, fumbling around his words, while Charles nodded and trailed out of the kitchen. “Such a good boy.” Max said, loud enough for Charles to hear even if he wasn’t in his sight anymore, he heard the sharp intake of breath and Charles couldn’t be in that shower fast enough.

It did something to him and Max discovered it when they started, well, whatever they started in the second week of this exam term. Charles was stressed as hell, couldn’t sleep or study and Max wasn’t in a much better state. Max joked Charles needing to get off or even better both of them in a great need of it, and the suggestive yet timid look should have gave it away. Charles was too done with life and quite frankly he felt like his brain wasn’t functioning at all, to try to get the intentions of Max.

He was thirsting over his flatmate in the last one, well, if he really wanted to be honest in the last one and half years, not having the balls to make a move or say a thing. He did the obvious, hooking up with tall blonde man, jerking off thinking about Max and praying to the universe that his flatmate would take the nonexistent hints. On that first instance he tried to get off under the shower, which was a ridiculous attempt but he tried and failed until his mushed brain called out for Max. Soon he was plastered against the broad back, bigger hands replacing his own on his throbbing cock and soon he came, shaking, moaning, finally is body and mind releasing some of the pressure. 

He never realised just how much he gave away that evening. Ever since Max was pushing his buttons, praising him and calling him good, all kinds of good, sometimes a good boy even and it took him an embarrassing amount of time to realise that these were the words which set him off so easily during the first time to begin with.

He stepped into the shower, shivering to the touch of the cold tiles under his feet, and not to the memory of those words, he told himself. He was already half hard. Pathetic. Max never said he would join, but he didn’t close the bathroom door just in case. Opening the water he let the warm soak into his skin and his body, relaxing his muscles, easing his mind. He pushed his head under the spray of water and sighed. Only one more exam to go.

He stood there, the noise of the water filling his ears. He registered the gush of cold air when Max opened the door of the tiny bathroom, he also somewhat heard the blonde getting naked, but only pulled his head out from under the water when the steam flooded out of the space surrounding him as Max entered.

Soon the much anticipated hands found their now usually way to his hips, across his stomach, up his pecks, pulling him, encouraging to lean into Max. “Hey baby.” The blonde greeted and they both laughed. Their encounters were strictly limited to shower time, as ridiculous as it was. They had no idea how to address it, or taking it to the bedroom would mean a step both of them were too afraid to take. Not like Charles didn’t want it, but this was safe, this they knew, and the small glass walls kept their secrets, their feelings the were too awkward to admit.

“I was hoping you’d join.” Charles laughed, head resting against Max shoulder, nuzzling into the dry skin. Max was also hard already.

“I wouldn’t miss it. You did so good today, such a good boy.” Max grinned, knowing the reaction would be instant.

“You are using this against me.” Charles complained with a small smile, pouting, but his fingers held tighter onto the strong arms around his body.

Tilting his head Max nudged Charles’ cheek with his nose. “But you like it, don’t you? I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t know you enjoyed it a lot.” He exhaled with a soundless laugh, finally finding Charles’ lips with his own. It wasn’t always that they kissed, mostly they didn’t, it was about getting off, but now it felt nice, fitting. Charles tried to ignore the flutters in his stomach to the not alien but not even familiar feeling of the plump, warm lips against his own. He moaned into it when Max found his cock, starting to stroke him gently. He melted against the warm, strong body behind his.

“I like it, I just don’t like it when you use it against me.” He had to pause when a hot wet finger swept across his soft tip. “Fucking hell.” His fingers were digging into the one arm around his torso, still keeping him pinned against Max. “Just maybe use it less in other areas of the house.”

“But it turns you on, baby, and how else am is supposed to let you know it’s time for reliving some stress?” Max asked slowly, and softly. The question was stupid and they both knew it, but it worked as an explanation. “You like when I praise you, like today, you like to hear how good job you did today, how good you looked in that suit, how pretty you are now, how much I want to be inside you.”

“Max.” Charles tried to hide his face into the strong neck, and he was hoping the burn in his cheeks were because of the heat for the water and not the words of the blonde. The hand from his cock trailed back, tapping his thigh, making him widen his stance.

“But how could I not, when you are such a good boy for me?” Max asked and Charles whimpered. If he was being honest he wished they’d do it in a bed sometimes that would have been more comfortable. “But if you want me to say it only here, when we are helping each other, that is okay.” Max nodded, his finger slowly working on Charles wet hole, drawing circles and rubbing against the tight ring.

They got a special lube, one for the water. Charles reached for it.

Soon Max was working him with two fingers. Maybe he was still loose from last night. Maybe he needed Max desperately and his body loosened up easier. Maybe he was going crazy.

Now both his palms were against the cold tiles, the water barely running as Max worked his body, one hands inside of him the other around his cock, lips attached to this neck, kissing and sucking, never leaving a mark. Charles wished they did. He was moaning and whining, mumbling Max’s name like it would make him understand, like it would make him understand his feelings.

“God, Charles, I think I can fuck you already.” Max was also breathless, and Charles took a little pride in that. “You are so easy for me today, opening up so quickly. Do you need it so badly?” Max’s words felt like babbling.

“Just fuck me already, okay?” He asked, trying to push hi feelings back down from his throat, threatening to spill. Max huffed to his words but lined up to him anyway.

He pushed in slow. The water wasn’t even running anymore, showering was all a lie. Charles cried out, satisfied and oh, so full with Max. “Taking me so good.” Max praised and Charles wanted to cry.

Thank god there wasn’t much talking after Max set a brutal pace from the beginning, and Charles thought maybe he wasn’t the only one desperate for this. He didn’t mind, and only angled his hips to take Max better to feel him better, to make his brush against his prostate. He saw starts and he wasn’t gonna last. Both forearms were leaning against the wall now, in a desperate attempt to hold against Max’s thrusts. The floor was slippery, his skin felt sticky from the drying water but not dry enough to make this sound any less obscene.

Max’s both hands were on his hips in an attempt to keep Charles in place better. “Can you touch me?” Charles barely registered his own voice. He could have touched himself but he wanted to feel as much from Max as he could.

“Of course baby.” It was a groan and a breathless moan and Charles was glad he wasn’t the only one coming too early. He had no idea when or how he learned to tell when Max was close too, but he did. “Such a good boy for asking me.” He whined and his body tensed. It was to Max’s touch he told himself.

“More.” He never specified what, but Max seemed to understand.

He fucked into his harder and his hands moved fast on the sensitive cock. “So good, fuck Charles, are you gonna come like a good boy?”

He didn’t need to answer, he was done for, he was needy and not only for the sex but for Max himself, even if he only admitted this to himself in these moments, when his bod tensed, pleasure washing over him, coming on Max’s cock, his cum staining the wall in front. He was lost in his own high, drunkenly registering Max’s dragged moans and shaking body as he emptied himself into Charles body.

He was sensitive after and he had no idea when Max picked the habit of opening the shower and gently cleaning him, warming up his muscles, slowly kissing the back of his neck, still buried deep into Charles. He sighed and pressed his lips together quickly, because he was tied to say something stupid.

When all was done, Max pressed a gently kiss behind his ear. “Wanna get lunch?” He asked like he didn’t just fucked the soul out of Charles in the matter of ten minutes.

He nodded and mumbled something, he needed a minute.

When he got out, and walked back into his room on wobbly legs he collapsed onto his bed. He really wished he dared to say something, but the bathroom seemed like a spot where both of them were to admit to their desires and bothering it seemed all too dangerous. Mostly because he still had an exam left, they lived together and the idea of getting off together seemed way more pleasant than finding new apartment because he screwed up whatever idiotic roommates with benefits relationship Max started a few weeks ago.

[bucketspammer4life]

"how bogus of you."

Worst Punch Out Fic Ever: written by my dumbass

Macho Man was done boxing for the day, he was strolling outside while chatting with Bald Bull on his phone.

"Yeah.. It gets so tiring sometimes! All those flashing lights..."

"Absolutely! Enough to make my head feel like its spinning.."

As they were chatting on the phone, Macho saw a entire gang of paparazzi heading for him, he sighed.

"Paparazzi again?"

"Yeah.."

"Take care then."

He hung up the phone, as macho got ready to answer the paparazzi again for the 39th time,he kept walking hoping they would get the hint and leave him alone to do his thing alone.

"Macho Man! When will you release the bogus?-"

"When you can get ripped as me." as he walked with more sass than your average teen girl.

"Macho Man! Macho Man! Look-"

Macho Man ignored the paparazzi as he usually did.

He got blinded bt the flashing lights again, as he looked through his bag for his sunglasses, he suddenly missed a step and -

THUD!

(after a few moments..)

Ugh.. Where was he? It smelled like shit in here..! The air was heavy, he heard water splashing beside him, he slowly opened his eyes, some swampy green lightning hit his face..

Wait.. He's.. IN THE SEWERS?! HIM. IN A SEWER?

He heard squeaking from a corner,he looked at the source of the sound and saw a silhouette of a rat.

Was he hallucinating? Was he already losing his mind?! No.. That could just be a rat.

He carefully got up, he fell back down from the pain that was his twisted ankle. He struggled to stay up for even a few seconds without screeching in pain. Of course, there could be worse outcomes, And falling INTO A SEWER IS ONE OF THOSE OUTCOMES! Think about it, where would he get food from? How would he get water? Was his fate getting eaten by rats?

He walked on his tiptoes to ease the pain, it really didn't help much, but its better than nothing!

He saw some soda cans that smelled strange, he kept them with him to make sure he doesnt die from thirst.

He heard squeaking again as he held on to his soda cans, he saw a rat looking into his eyes with curiousity, it was kind of cute but it didn't last long since it ran away when he tried to get close.

"RAT!" He screamed, his voice cracking halfway through.

The rat suddenly came running to him, how the hell did a sewer rat understand him?!

"Show me the way out of this place, little dude.. Please."

The rat suddenly jumped up, and bit his shoe, trying to drag him somewhere. He followed the rat.. For a few hours. Then a few days.. Then a few weeks...

"Im losing hope in you.. Little dude."

The rat looked sad to hear those words, it suddenly got up on its 2 legs and spoke in the thickest cockney accent possible: "Cmon, Mate!"

He stared in shock. So did the rat.

"Come on or i'll stab you in the stomach, cunt."

Macho Man followed the rat with fear, his ankle hurting more than ever, he held back the tears, piling up in his eyes.

The rat brought him to a crocodile, he stared in fear.

"Alright Mate, this is the most i can do, he knows better than me, alright bruv?"

"Alright."

The crocodile came up to macho man, swung him off his feet and carried him on his back.

He fell asleep... And woke up in a hospital bed.

Bald Bull looked at him with concern, Macho man gathered up his strength and asked him:

"Wheres the rat?"

Bald Bull called out for aran: "ARAN!! MACHO WANTS TO SEE YOU!"

Aran came into the room: "Hey laddie.. Wanted to see me?"

"I mean the british one..!"

"Oh narcis? He's all the way in britain.."

"I mean the one i saw in the sewer!.."

Aran and Bull stared at each other before calling for a doctor. They gave each other the stare that your parents would give each other before telling you that you're being disowned.

The doctor came in and spoke to him like he was telling a child santa is not real:

"Alright so ehh... The rat wasn't real and you were hallucinating from a lack of oxygen, water and sleep depravation.. You were found with a twisted ankle that was being nibbled on by a rat."

"the cockney rat isn't real?!"

"Yup. Never was."

Macho Man passed away on the spot from sadness.

[actualbird]

n/s//f///w text/discussion below the cut about my upcoming fics

so im participating in thirst of themis' november smut prompt challenge event. here are the daily prompts

and here are my planned fics

star emoji means new fic, recycle emoji means repost (cuz thirst of themis allows that). meawhile the other emojis mean ships and

i feel a bit insane for planning FOUR NEW FICS to release in november but right now im making great time because i already finished the first one!!! which is a very rare TOP!LUKE FIC FROM ME i know im surprised too

anyhoo, for anybody out there who likes my smut fics: look forward to november!! i hope to finish a bunch of what ive got planned (best case scenario is that i finish all of them but HAHA ive failed at keeping up with month prompt challenges before so if i even get....2 out of 4 fics done, im considering that a success already) so i hope to make a bunch of smut that somebody will hopefully enjoy ;w;

[chaisshitposts]

EYELASHES/🍓 ANON POPS UP RANDOMLY

Here is a little detox questions for you because you deserve it for the hard work 😔✨

1. OOOO your MBTI?

2. What's your favorite season? Like a season that makes you melt in bed 🏃🏃🏃 (only me?)

3. Favorite singer? And their favorite song?

4. ANY FUNNY SCENARIO HAPPENED THAT IS STILL IN YOUR MIND?

5. If you had the ability to posses one power, what will it be? 😗🧐

6. Do fishes have thirst for water 🧍

(yes that last one was random and had me thinking nonstop like wtf do fishes drink water orrr-)

ANYWAYS LOVE U AND TAKE CARE, YOU DESERVE THE WORLD

aw :( ty 🍓 !!! you're v sweet, these are some fun lil' questions :D ya should tell me yer own answers if ya get the chance, I'm curious !!!

1- I honestly have no idea 😭 I took the test a couple times before bc I kept forgetting cause all those letters are hard to remember and I still don't remember!!! heh im sorry 👉👈

2- melt in bed... that sounds so funny 💀 I'm a fan of winter!!!!!! I love the chrimuth decorations and the cold weather bc I like to get all warm and toasty, plus I like to wear the sweaters I crochet/knit throughout the year

3- favorite singer... That's a hard one indeed 🤔 I listen to all types of music that makes my brain go brrr especially music with lots and lots of bass, I think my favorite type has to be hard metal screamo rap music simply because headbangin' is somethin' I do to stim when I'm overwhelmed with hefty emotions. 🧍 my favorite song that I'm currently hyperfixatin' on though is 'I love you hoe' by odetari & 9lives, I don't care for the lyrics but I really enjoy the 'spacey' feelin' I get when I listen to it... Kinda like that one song where people had this belief that it made people do their homework faster I think it was somethin' like... 'i can run faster with no wind resistance' or something, but the beat was so wiggly I have to find that song again... I JUST LOOKED IT UP-- the song is literally called 'no wind resistance' holy shit 😭

4- sigh... for some reason, I can't keep myself from laughin' when I hear someone pourin' liquid??? I used to have a thermos (I need to buy a new one) that I would fill with hot black/green tea and then whenever id pour the tea into the lil' cup I would giggle hysterically like some crazy person 😭 I think it's hereditary however, cause this morning I was drinkin' coffee near my mom and I have a tendency to 'slurp' from my mug and she kept gigglin' when I would slurp from it 😭 she also laughs when things are poured. the autism is strong in the family ngl. I even laughed RN at the memory of pourin' a cup of tea ._.

5- oh ya already know I'm gonna have my mailtda powers manifested soon 🧍 I'm talkin' telepathy, spell castin', teleportation, levitation, all that shit, but I do not want the ability to mind read bc that does not sound fun. hmm... pyrokinesis could be fun too

6- you'll have to ask 🐠 anon for that one 💀 bUt!!! I did learn a terrible fact today about dolphins! did y'know that dolphins terrorize pufferfish so that they can get high off the chemical that the pufferfish release in defense of predators? they throw the pufferfish around with the use of their teeth and stuff, tossin' them up and around, even above water, and then they like know when they need to stop gettin' high before the chemicals become lethal. there's enough poison in one pufferfish to kill 30 human adults but dolphins just love gettin' fuckin' HIGH!

im sorry for the ramblin' but if there's one thing to be told about me... I talk way too fuckin' much despite bein' an ambivert with a heavy lean towards bein' an introvert 🧍

[scudevils]

GIRL I HAVE THE URGEEEEE FOR DOM!LUKE??? LIKE SUPER JEALOUS LUKE SO PLEASE QUENCH MY THIRST 🙏🏿🫶🏿

poison ivy — LH43

pairing: luke hughes x fem!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mirror sex, choking, slight orgasm denial, degradation, praise, jealousy, possessive behaviour, swearing, dirty talk (its a lot im sorry), little fluff at the end, not proofread!!

synopsis: *insert the fuck around, find out meme* [3.0k]

a/n: honestly pretty badly written cause i was drunk when i started writing and found it kinda hard to write like harsh dom luke but here we are! 😭😭

luke hand snaked around your neck, calloused hands rough against your skin as it forced your head to look up at him through the mirror. his eyes staring into yours as your head lolled, breaking the eye contact as he thrusts into you, a harsh grip on your hips from his other hand. "i told you to look at me." he punctuated his words with a harder snap of his hips, wearily, you lifted your head to meet his eyes again, your own gone blurry.

he'd always had a thing having you watch when you had sex, telling you how pretty you were when you struggled to look at him, to follow the instructions he gave you, the completely fucked out look on your face, and he wanted you to see that.

and so that why he accept how you were now, head hanging as you refused to look at him, mirror facing the bed. you let out a pitiful whine of his name as he slowed down his strokes, dragging himself in an out of you at an agonising pace, you lifted your head slightly to see him staring down at you through the mirror. "please luke," you pushed your hips back, hoping to get any type of friction that would push you over the edge, though his hand on your body stopped you from getting much.

you were already overstimulated, tired as your legs had gone shaky, going for your third orgasm of the night and luke hadn't even broke a sweat, the only time you cursed the endurance of an athlete.

luke’s fingers tangled their way into your hair, scratching lightly at the roots, forcing your head up and your back to arch as you let out a gasp, he felt you clenching around him, subconsciously or consciously, enjoying the slight tingling sensation in your scalp.

"fuck," you dragged out the word when your eyes met in the mirror, his pupils completely blown as he stared down your body, lips swollen from the marks he’d already engraved in your body. his breath was hoarse, throaty groans being heard as he picked up his pace once again, you could see the way his adams apple bobbled as he tried to keep his composure.

his tongue wet his bottom lip, the sight of the muscles rippling in his arm whilst his hand still held your hair almost enough to make you come right then. you felt him deeper in this new angle, teetering on the edge of your orgasm once again, and god did he know it.

luke released his grip on your hair, your body threatening to fall back against the plush mattress before he wrapped his arm around your abdomen. his hand found your boobs, squeezing the soft, bruised, skin and you swore your knees almost gave out.

you whimpered feeling him twitch inside of you, the sensitivity you felt becoming more and more apparent as he sat stilled inside of you, every move having you hissing, your body begging for more than what he was giving you. "look at you," as he spoke you turned your head up to look at him, luke barely sparing you a glance as he redirected you, back looking at yourself in the mirror.

your cheeks flushed a bright pink, feeling flustered under the attention you were getting, eyes darker with your pupils completely taking over, an animalistic look in them and your hair a mess, bruises littering your neck and collarbone all the way down to your belly. "so pretty like this, fucking perfect.”

you couldn't bring yourself to pay attention to anything but him as he bit on your earlobe gently, placing kisses along your jaw, gauging your reaction. his heavy-lidded gaze sending even more electric shocks through your body, goosebumps forming on the surface. luke’s fingers danced around your jaw for a few moments until they settled on the base of your neck, just sitting there.

you took note of the way the outside of his palm flexed seconds before his fingers stretched out to wrap themselves around your neck and the tips pressed into the skin, ever so lightly restricting your airflow. luke smiled at the vibrations he felt under his hand before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your temple, "look so good with my hand around your throat.”

"please, luke," the begging came out more desperate than you’d anticipated, shocking you at how needy you were for him. the ache between your legs was getting unbearable, worse by every second that passed that luke refused to move inside of you.

you tried your luck again, moving your hips backwards against his body, but it was proved impossible because of how hard his grip was on your abdomen, holding you tightly in place. he let out a laugh at your struggles, his hand that was on your stomach dropping down slightly to circle your clit painfully slowly.

"baby," your eyes found his, a softer edge to his sweet name, a smile on his face as he saw how you were struggling, but it was quickly replaced as he spoke again. "i want you to look at me when you cum." the way he spoke made your head spin; it was just above a whisper and it was as slow as his movements on your clit, just as teasing. "m’not gonna stop there, gonna wait till you forget your own fucking name.”

"luke-“

you felt his hips pulling back, your desperation hitting once he was almost fully out of you, a sudden empty feeling and you were clenching around nothing. "no, no, please," uou could've screamed at him, hit him, your eyes glossed over with tears threatening to spill at the ache between your legs, desperate for the release he was currently robbing you of.

"fuck luke, just let me cum, i’ll do anything,” his eyes met yours in the mirror once again, and you could've swore the second he heard begging like that for him he nearly moaned.

his hand fell back, hips meeting yours at a pace faster than the one before. tears started spilling down your cheeks as you closed your eyes, the feeling of being full once again and every nerve in your body spiked with pleasure. luke’s hand clasped around your throat even harder as a warning sign to keep your eyes on the mirror, more groans coming from falling from his lips. "told you to keep your eyes on me."

luke pulled you back up by your hair again, exposed further in the front of the mirror as your back arched. "such a pretty neck, baby," you felt his breath concentrating on the exposed skin of your neck, admiring his prior work and adding to it as he left open mouthed kisses. "jealous other people get to look at it too." he mumbled against your skin.

"don’t be, i’m all yours,” you spoke in a quiet voice, eyes that were previously screwed shut meeting his eyes in the mirror, attempting not to sound as fucked out broken as you were because of him. his lips ghosted over your neck, just enough for you to feel a smirk forming on them whilst his finger circled your clit.

"everyone should know that, but they don’t apparently-"

"then show them." you cut him off, the finger that was pressed against your clit sank slightly deeper on it, letting you know he was more than happy to hear those words coming from you, in fact he was encouraging it, you held back a moan once his tongue left a wet patch on your neck, sure he could feel your heart thumping underneath it.

luke’s teeth grazed the heated skin on your neck, marks forming from where his fingers dug into you, a reminder for the next few days, for everyone to see like you’d told him to.

you choked out a moan, luke’s lips enclosing around the skin that wasn't held by his teeth. he used another finger to add a firmer pressure to your clit, starting to move inside of you again as the sting on your neck faded.

your eyes closed against, revelling in the feeling of all your other senses being heightened; the feeling of his fingers pressing against your clit and the way he rolled his hips to meet yours, his other hand gripping your waist possessively. your arm wrapping round to bury in the strands of his curls the other holding onto his muscular thigh, all while the nerves in your neck sent signals of pain and ecstasy to your brain.

the fusion of it all left you weak.

you were surprised luke had gone so long letting you close your eyes, as if on cue the feeling of his hand tapping your thigh lightly caused you to open them, seeing him already looking at you with glazed over eyes, his usually dark eyes a shade darker before he went back to attacking your neck.

"luke, please, i'm gonna cum," you cried out, his name falling from your mouth with a loud moan, whines and whimpers following after. the filthy sounding pop of his mouth detaching from your neck followed soon after and he groaned against you before biting down on a spot near the one he had just marked. “please, can i?"

luke held onto your chin with two fingers, pushing upwards, anf forcing eye contact. you swallowed harshly when your eyes met, aware of the tone used in these situations. his lips grazed over the shell of your ear, so close you could feel the brush of his lips. "who do you belong to?"

his eyebrow rose in anticipation of your answer and his facial features had become sharper due to your delayed answer. it hadn’t dawned on you until then what this whole thing had been about. then the memories came back to you, the way the team had been out celebrating a big win and they’d all had a little to much to drink, one of his teammates getting a little too flirty for luke’s liking.

luke already short patience was waining with your lack of answer, rolling his eyes when he pressed his thumb to your lips. you couldn't help yourself but press your thighs together, half of you wanting to refuse to answer, following the simple logic of; if i piss him off further, he'll fuck me harder and the other half just wanting to come as quick as possible.

"answer me," luke’s hand found its place back wrapped around your neck, tighter than before and sure to leave marks that would cause a few people to worry if they seen it. you bit your lip as an attempt to stop a moan from escaping, but you failed miserably when he held the eye contact.

your teeth sank into your bottom lip, enjoying this more than you knew you should, the finger luke had on your clit speeding up when you couldn't hide the whine. "you, luke, fuck," you needed more than he was giving you, rolling your hips in an attempt for more friction when he stopped you with a harsher thrust.

you chased your high, luke temporarily loosening the hold he had on your waist, allowing your hips to grind down on him. you were so close, and he could feel it too, the way you clenched around him was unmistakable. and just just as you could feel yourself building up to it, luke’s hand on your waist returned. "fuck off luke!"

he let out a low laugh, finding how willing you were to do anything to get your release more attractive than he should.

"you're so pretty." luke smirked as he spoke, seeing the annoyance growing in your face, but still your cheeks flushed at the simple compliment. he let his thumb rest on your bottom lip. you groaned, taking the tip of his thumb in your mouth just as you would if you were sucking him off, luke’s muscles twitching at the thought.

he grabbed the back of your neck with one hand and pulling you backwards towards him roughly. the movement was successful as your mouths clashed, your teeth sank into his bottom lip for a moment before you opened your mouth further, trying to gain access into his own with your tongue.

luke’s hips began moving again, his hand around your neck moving to circle your clit, letting your body hunch over again, no energy left to lift yourself up. "fuck, do you think he could fuck you better? think he could get you this wet?"

you tried to speak, but you could barely manage to connect two coherent thoughts in your brain, let alone voice them without producing gibberish. all you could feel was electrifying pleasure that came with every thrust of his cock inside of you, barely keeping your eyes open but still registering his burning gaze on you.

you started to bounce back on him without giving it a thought, your body reacting to luke almost instinctively and providing an answer to his question. you enjoyed him stretching you out and the slight pain that came with it a bit too much, muscles in your stomach tightening already as you rushed to your orgasm.

one last time he tightened the grip on your hair, forcing your head up to look at him. "keep your eyes on me, i want to see your face when you come." he bit his lip feeling his own release only minutes away and he could feel his hips faltering, a small moan leaving his own lips. "tell me your mine,”

"only yours, luke," you managed to let out in a whimper once you felt the start of your orgasm clouding your vision, seeing white and letting out sounds and words you couldn't make out in the peak of pure pleasure. "don't fucking stop."

luke groaned, still pounding deep into you, fingers gripping your hair into a loose ponytail and pulling your head back. "let everyone know how good you feel," you felt him stretching you with every move, no matter how many times you were together. luke made whimpers and curses spilling out from your throat uncontrollably each and every time.

he pushed deeper inside of you, his fingers dipped down to circle your swollen clot, drawing out even more loud and obscene sounds. in less than a minute you went from desperate squirming to another orgasm with no time to recover. you felt your entire body trembling, a feeling of control no longer present, but still luke’s fast pace never slowed.

"were so desperate for it, know you can take it.” luke’s hand reached for yours, in direct juxtaposition to his words and you realised just how close he was too, he was in the same predicament desperate to his own release. his hips stuttered for a few seconds when he tilted your head to kiss him, lips soft, no rush as he savoured the moment and feeling. your moans were swallowed by luke, his being lost between your lips.

luke flipped you over to your back, wanting to see only your face when you both came and not through a mirror. "shit, i'm so close." he leant down to take your lips between his, involuntary moaning into the kiss as your arms wrapped round his neck, bringing him chest to chest with you.

your foreheads were placed together, both working your bodies in sync to reach your mutual goal.

panting out through clenched teeth, luke tossed his head back in pleasure, he was covered in a light sheen of sweat with flushed cheeks. his whole body tingled due to the overlapping sensations that were currently taking over him.

his release spurred on your own, thighs shaking as he whispered sweet nothings to you, not nearly as intense as your last two. uke praising you as your arms wrapped tighter around his neck, moaning out his name and a list of profanities.

luke moaned against your skin as you clenched around him, the aftershock of you orgasm hitting both of you, drawing the smallest of whimpers from his lips. his hands squeezed your hips, over the marks that were already starting to develop.

he ignored the feeling of his own body aching, cock feeling over stimulated as he continued help you ride out the last of of your high, helping you through the pleasure.

you tried to catch your breath, chest heaving as small murmurs and whimpers left you. unlike before, your eyes were screwed shut tight but your lips were smiling. a silent sign to luke that you were doing okay, you didn’t need to verbalise it.

he kissed all over your face, making up the lack of affection before with small pecks on your cheeks, wanting to give you a minute before speaking to him, your chest still rising and falling like you'd ran a marathon.

luke rolled off of you, bringing you in close to his chest when you lay your arm across his midriff. “you okay? didn’t hurt you did i?”

you let out a small laugh, your cheeks still burning as you lifted your head up to face him, seeing luke already looking down at you with concern in his eyes. "i'm more than okay, and you didn’t hurt me, i liked it.”

his cheeks had their own tinge of pink to them, his hair stuck to his forehead with a thin layer of sweat. you melted into his touch as always, letting him pull you in for a tender kiss, nothing like the ones you had just shared.

[stormyoceans]

I have a strange feeling… fear (🤔?) that LT, despite the cool direction, beautiful views, wonderful cast, will not be able to capture me, as it turned out with vv. here I was waiting for every ep with my tongue sticking out, I locked myself in the toilet at work so that no one would bother me for the next 40 minutes, I had to watch ep at the minute of its release, not a sec later, I spent hours on twitter reading the opinions of the same abnormal as me. before that, I had only watched one series with such frenzy. I'm afraid that LT will be good, but… ordinary. and I want to experience a feverish thirst, as it was with vv. but maybe it's for the best. 9 months have passed, I still can't forget vv, bc no new series has hooked me. I can watch them later or skip the ep altogether, I don't view twitter posts. I want something to hit me. please LT all hope is on you🙏🙏🙏🙏

I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN ANON SOMETIMES I WAKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IN A COLD SWEAT WITH THAT VERY SAME FEAR

vice versa was a completely insane and incredibly unique experience, every episode gave me such a high that it would take me DAYS to come down from the sheer euphoric unhinged rabid energies it got me going on, and to think that im here, almost nine months later, still feeling the exact same way about it despite having rewatched the show an embarrassing amount of times is just.. TRULY SOMETHING. no other show has ever been able to captivate me so completely, to the point that i just constantly want to talk about it and share stuff with people and SCREAM AT HOW GOOD IT IS. sometimes it really does feel like nothing will ever come close to it

i guess part of it is also because, to me, vice versa was totally unexpected. i remember i was too busy catching up with other shows when the first episode aired, so i actually started it after episode 2 was already out and went in with no expectations whatsoever. somehow by episode 6 it already had me screaming shaking crying throwing up spinning counterclockwise on the floor wailing every single week and the rest is history

idk if it might be the same for you, but i think this fear i have about last twilight ending up being underwhelming is because, unlike vice versa and despite my better judgement, i actually have TONS of expectations about it, and when your expectations are too high the risk of getting disappointed becomes higher too. however i know jimmysea so much better now, the concept of the show is extremely appealing to me, morkday are already making me deranged in ways i can't even begin to explain, and i now have one thing that i actually didn't have while watching vice versa, which is you guys

now that i think about it maybe it's a bit presumptuous of me to think that y'all are still gonna be here and want to talk to me about it when last twilight airs ;;;;;;; BUT STILL!!!!! i think sometimes sharing the excitement with people is something that can turn a mediocre experience into a good one, so im just gonna hope that last twilight will be a fantastic experience (that will lend me into the psych ward) made even better by being able to share it with you all!!!!!!

[obitohno]

hi jordan 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i saw ur ask and i swear ilysm and i will answer it don’t worry ! i wanna see how many more people send me an ask👀 i really love all this attention and wanna wake up to a flooded inbox :( BUT before i forget i was wondering if you can indulge a thirst of mine as a mini present, it’s okay if you can’t !!!!

but im wondering how obito would act when my birthday come around?🥺 talking about him earlier got me in a mooood and i still haven’t gotten out of it

26/09/22 | obito x sosa

synopsis ↬ obito just wants your special day to be exactly that; special.

themes ↬ fem! reader, nsfw, 18+, fluff, smut, soft sex, unprotected sex, raw sex, birthday sex, missionary, creampies, breeding, soft boy obito, he’s a whole mess, but in the best way possible, he loves you lots n lots

word count ↬ 0.8k

a/n ↬ i know that i’ve already sent birthday wishes to you, but here are some extra special uchiha forehead taps to go along with this thirst. sorry for spamming your dms about this,, i just wanted to make sure that it was right bc i was just so excited when i received your request. i really hope that you not only enjoy the read, but i also hope that you’re having a wonderful birthday. this one is from me, to you, sosa

obito, admittedly, has been so busy with preparing for your birthday that when the day finally dawns, he actually forgets. 

he’s spent the last two weeks stressing about what gift to buy, because, fuck, he’s never done this before, and although kakashi has told him that he’s pretty sure that you’d be happy with just about anything that obito would give you, when the eve of your birthday had arrived, he’d rushed to buy something, anything that would somehow convey just a fraction of his love for you. 

he’d been picky, and after the longest three hours of kakashi’s life, he’d finally settled on a dainty chain, decorated with a simple leaf-shaped charm. 

the night before, he’d double and triple checked the plan for tomorrow’s evening, the morning kept free due to the fact that he already knew that you’d want to lounge in bed until at least noon. and whilst you’re busy showering after dinner, he takes the time to carefully wrap the velvet-lined box that he’d purchase earlier, and manages to write a message in the best hand that his messy scrawl can produce. 

he goes to bed that night, nervous, but confident that he’s ready to share your special day with you, only, when he wakes the next morning, you’re already peering at him, wide awake. your soft smile greets him, and he instinctively returns it with the lazy upturn of the corner of his mouth. his limbs stretch, and as a groan is expelled from his lungs, he reaches for you, just like he does so every morning. you curl into him, giggling when he releases a low moan of protest when the cold of your toes press to his shin. 

his lips seek yours, fingers tilting your chin towards his as your thumb comes to lovingly stroke over the scarring of his right cheek. it’s taken several years for him to grow out of the habit of flinching whenever you touch him like this, and so when you do so this time, he’s all but purring under your attentions. 

it doesn’t take long for his cock to stir, the length already engorging with blood as it rests upon your thigh, and he’s soon shifting to lie atop you, pressing his weight in all of the right places as he cages in on you. 

this morning, he makes love to you with sleep hazing his thrusts that are uncharacteristically languid, and whilst he’s usually quite vocal in bed, this time, each sigh and moan of your name is sweetly murmured into the crook of your neck, his lips latching onto the sensitive skin. the length of his cock idly glides and teases at the soaked walls that eagerly suck him in with each forward cant of his hips and he rolls his groin against yours, balls pressed tight to the plush of your lower cheeks, his smooth, rounded tip kissing at your cervix with each thrust that steals your breath. 

and when you moan so prettily like that, what choice does he have but to spill into you, stuffing your cunt until his seed claims it as his own? 

heart hammering away in the depths of his chest, his lips mould to yours, and he kisses you so softly that it makes you feel giddy with excitement. your face feels warm when those dark orbs lock onto yours. his mouth stretches into another of those smiles that have yet to fail to make your stomach twist with nerves, and your breath is stolen from your lungs when his nose bumps to yours, his eyelids drooping shut. 

‘love you.’ 

the words aren’t unfamiliar to you—you’ve heard him say them plenty enough. but to have him say it today, of all days, makes the corners of your eyes crinkle as you beam back up at him. 

‘love you too, ‘bito.’ 

he’s still buried within you as you return the sentiment, and thus, you’re able to feel the twitching of his length as it reawakens, slowly filling your white-stained walls once more. your index finger crooks as it strokes down the bridge of his nose, and you hum a gentle titter of laughter that has his cheeks reddening. 

‘don’t think i’ve ever had birthday sex before,’ you’re hiding a yawn with the back of your hand, only noticing the way that his entire body stills against yours, his eyes widening. there’s a pause, and upon squinting at the look of sheer horror that comically plasters itself onto his face, your brows raise quizzically. ‘’bito?’ 

the bedsheets are suddenly flying in the air, and his cock is harshly tugged from your pussy in a way that actually makes you squeal aloud. he pauses his rush in order to press a quick, apologetic kiss to your mouth, ‘sorry, sorry, sorry—‘m so fuckin’ sorry—’

and then he’s tripping over his own feet in order to scramble from the bed, door almost thrown off of its hinges as it ricochets from the wall behind it. you are left tangled in a mess of sheets, and you can only gawk at the sight of his very naked behind hurriedly disappearing down the hallway. 

‘i’ll be right back!’

© obitohno. all rights reserved. do not repost my works. 

masterlist

[batfamtv]

me after writing smut: is this who i am? is this who i represent? lmao i've never written smut until trese, i guess the thirst was too much, let me know how y'all like it! thank you so much for all your support, ily <3

(ﾉ´ з `)ノ

kambal x reader; established relationship

gif by @rasputinaillyanna (see their original gifsets here!)

sfw

the three idiots

seriously, alexandra feels like she keeps aging 20+ years whenever you three are together and goofing around

this is one of the reasons why you’re not allowed on the field with them, they’d get absolutely nothing done

that, and the twins simply wont put you in danger under any circumstances

alexandra also treats you like a sister (in law) and wants you safe, but can only do so much to keep you out of their lives since you still find ways to help them out

absolutely rowdy when you’re with basilio, you and him practically have a lot of inside jokes and a secret language

people would give you both weird looks when you’re out in public, just because you’re both so damn loud

with crispin you’re more mature (but not a lot), he does these grand gestures like taking you out on expensive dates, takes instagram/pinterest style pics of you

basilio also takes pics of you, but those are some of the most unflattering ones that he sends to your groupchat as memes

the ppl who arent familiar with your relationship with the twins are almost often confused when they see you with just the one twin: they’d think “huh i saw this couple a week ago, but i could have sworn the boyfriend had much shorter hair, it couldn’t have grown that long in a week, right?”

when you do go out with the twins, they flank you and you almost get squished in between them, so sometimes you have to push them both to the sides so that you would have space to move around

the three of you like to just chill at the mall sometimes, go window shopping and then eat samgyup/mang inasal later on

other times when you manage to drag alexandra with you, people would assume that you guys are on a double date, and alexandra has the ugliest/most disgusted look on her face as she corrects them “these are my brothers” “im gay”

in your groupchat (just you and the twins) crispin is the sweet, doting one who would text you “have you eaten?” “want us to pick something up for you on the way home?” while basilio sends you memes and selfies of the twins

they send you videos and pics of pets they meet “today we met brownie and blackie”

with regards to living arrangements, the twins have separate rooms (basilio’s is the messy one, smells weird)

when you moved in, alexandra offered you your own room, and most of the time that’s where the boys stay anyway

the bed is much larger than theirs because it needs to accommodate all three of you

you three try to cook meals for ate alexandra, but it almost always turns out disastrous - mostly when basilio insists on helping

so you always make him run errands (“can you go pick up some more garlic and magic sarap”) while you and crispin man the stoves

you braid basilio’s hair while crispin tunes his guitar!!

and you spend a couple of hours listening to crispin play the guitar, basilio’s head now resting on your lap

crispin’s movie taste are like *film* and *poetic cinema* while basilio might enjoy movies that are so bad they’re good, but you three are all suckers for superhero ensemble movies and horror movies

the boys become really annoying when watching filipino horror movies because they like to point out mistakes in the film “aswangs dont do that” “why would you go there all alone are you stupid???”

“please boys i just wanna watch the movie”

a huge cuddle pile

both boys run hot, so during cold nights (that never happen, bc you live in the philippines) you’re all warm and toasty between them

both light sleepers! they were pretty heavy sleepers when they were kids/teenagers, but the occupational hazard of their jobs require them to be ready at a moment’s notice

they still, however, snore quite loudly

crispin doesn’t ever tend to move positions when sleeping, he wakes up in the same position he fell asleep in

basilio rotates around the bed like hands of a clock

most often falls off the bed, but clumsily climbs back up and cuddles you

really really simpy when it comes to you, though most of the time it’s just you three sharing one brain cell (it’s with you, mostly), they can be quite romantic and cheesy if they want to

crispin probably has his brother as just “Basilio” on his phone, and “Y/N ❤️" for you

basilio has “my love ❤️😍😘💘 ” for you and crispin’s number isn’t even registered lol

nsfw under the cut

nsfw

threesome? threesome

boys barely do anything separately and usually just have a Single Thought in both their heads, so if one is horny, the other one is 69% (lol) horny as well

you realize that crispin doesn’t like to be teased at work, but basilio enjoys it so much

you find this out when you’re alone and horny, so you send a pic of you touching yourself to the boys in your groupchat

crispin sees it first, but doesn’t say anything?? he honest to god just left you on read

meanwhile basilio also sees your pic not too long after and you quickly get a “what the fuck” as a reply from him

like 10 mins later he sends you a pic of him in what looks like a washroom and his cock is straining in his pants

he texts you “had to find a washroom so fucking fast so that ate alex and the police captain doesn’t see me so fucking hard in my pants” and “wanna eat you pussy babe”

crispin does text you when the three are on their way home, not mentioning the picture you sent “we’re on our way home”

and at first you thought he is mad at you bc he didn’t bring the nude up?? does he not want you anymore :(

but the moment they arrive crispin all but sprints to your shared bedroom and sees you there, in your underwear

holds your cheeks in one hand, “what the fuck was that baby, hmm? what did you send us?”

you try to ask if he’s mad bc you sent him a nude, ask him if there’s anything wrong, but he just lets your face go as he takes his suit off, basilio finds his way to your room, locks it, and gives you a kiss

basilio whispers “missed you baby” against your mouth before moving away to undress

crispin, now fully naked in front of you, makes you suck his cock, which is hard and twitching, its tip leaking with precum, he makes you place both his hands on your head, “do you know how surprised i was when i saw a text from you and it’s a picture of you touching your cunt? hmm?” he sighs as he sees you looking up at him, eyes watering as you struggle to take all of his cock down your throat “i had to stop myself from getting hard in front of everyone, baby, basilio couldn’t even do that”

basilio huffs but the boys reposition you so you’re in bed and on your back, crispin kneeling to your side, his cock still throbbing in your mouth, basilio positions himself between your thighs, moaning when he sees how wet you are

basilio removes your panties before rushing to sniff your cunt, groaning in delight--you’re sure his eyes roll to the back of his head before he dives into your cunt

you moan into crispin’s cock and he grunts, shoving more of his cock into your mouth, now moving faster, “i really wanna cum down your throat baby, would you let me?”

you nod and he pushes his cock all the way into your mouth, your nose practically touching his groin and pubes

you gag, for a moment panicked as you try to breathe in, while crispin just eyes you, his cock growing ever harder when he looks at your face wet with tears and drool, he grabs your hair, softly at first, to make sure you’re okay, and when you nod crispin groans as he sets up his pace, groaning as he feels his orgasm building

basilio, meanwhile, is licking and sucking your clit with three fingers knuckles deep in your cunt, and when he starts to feel you spasming, a telltale sign that your orgasm is approaching, he pulls his mouth and fingers out and quickly replacing them with his fat cock

immediately, you and basilio both groan, your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel yourself so full of cock

basilio curses under his breath before taking your legs and resting them against his shoulders “fuck, y/n, im sorry i’m not gonna last long” “your pussy got me so fucking hard you tasted so good baby, you know how much i love your little pussy, right?”

crispin groans at this before he pulls his cock out of your mouth, leaning down to kiss you, he then moves down your neck and your tits, making sure he marks your chest

basilio whimpers and thrusts three more times before releasing a long groan, his cum exploding deep in your pussy “fuck baby you feel so good” he manages to pull out and you see his cock wet with his cum and your juices before settling beside you, panting harshly

you barely had the type to recuperate before crispin flips you on your stomach, making sure your face is resting on the pillows before he thrusts into you with a grunt

“fuck, still a tight little pussy after basilio rammed your cunt, huh?”

your eyes rolling, you couldnt do much other than hold onto the sheets and basilio’s hand, moaning loudly when you feel crispin’s fingers on your clit

“can you take one more, y/n? can your pussy take one more load?”

speechless, you nod, trying to grind your ass against crispin’s hips, but his hands on your hips hold you firm

he grunts approvingly, “good baby, take it deep in your pussy okay? and cum on my cock, baby, i wanna feel it”

you cum on his cock, almost violently, and twins groan at the sound of your moaning, and the sight of you spasming and shaking on crispin’s cock

a couple of deep thrusts later, crispin also cums deep into your pussy, his cum now mixed with basilio’s

crispin moves to get a washcloth to clean the three of you up, before all three of you collapse in bed, huddled together, basilio with his arms wrapped from behind--already falling asleep, you rest your head against crispin’s arm

“so, no more nudes when you’re at work?”

crispin laughs softly before pressing a kiss on your forehead, “unless your cunt is ready to take two cocks at once, no nudes when we’re at work”

[shorkbrian]

Wet

Help me stop lewding everything in my life please

(Cecaelia (OctoMer) Hisoka thirst I’m sorry)

(Warnings - non con, NSFW, monster fucking. Kind of like bestiality but not really (I don’t want to fuck an octopus), fucking while half-way in water. This doesn’t make any sense Im so sorry lol it’s gross)

Have you ever touched an octopus?

They’re pretty slimey, their texture can change from smooth to bumpy to ridged and back to smooth at will.

More than 250 suckers are attached to each tentacle, and instead of their brain being used to store the majority of neurons, they use their limbs to store those important connections.

Suckers are like the ultimate sensory organ - they can taste, touch, smell, and “see”.

One of their eight arms is a reproductive organ. To inseminate a female, they’ll sometimes rip it off before presenting her with the limb, for her to use whenever she decides she’s ready to settle down.

Have I said that they’re slimy? And they like to grab. Incredibly intelligent creatures, they’re able to figure out humans and like to “play” with us, through memory games and fetch, sometimes even tag.

And Hisoka would definitely like to play with you.

He’d catch you while you were out swimming in a small cove, have a bit of fun chasing you through the waves, seeing the fear on your face as you try to swim back to shore, away from the terrifying creature that he was. 

You’d stand no chance, get dragged away from the shore, his long tentacles wrapped around your body, suckers attached to every bit of bared skin.

When you figured out that he was half-man, half-octopus, you would calm down considerably, become curious and interested. And since he’s able to communicate, you’re asking him questions, so enamored by the fact that you’re talking to a Cecaelia that you don’t notice how his suckers are rhythmically moving over your flesh, dragging and sucking.

He lets you feel his tentacles, has you feel the one with a bulbous tip, and you’re so distracted by the ticklish sensation of the suckers attaching to your arm, you miss the way Hisoka licks his lips and shudders in pleasure as you unknowingly fondle his octopod reproductive organ.

But Hisoka is half-man, after all.

It isn’t long before his human cock is slipping free from it’s gummy slit, right underneath where his flesh melts into octopus skin. His lower half is underwater, so you don’t notice until Hisoka bumps against you and you feel an “extra tentacle” against your thigh. 

You laugh, before grabbing at it, squeezing as you try to pull it up and out of the water, thinking that he’s curled up a tentacle beneath you. 

The painful tugging makes Hisoka moan, pink mouth stretching open as his hands shoot to your hips, tentacles wrapping around your legs.

When you finally realize what you had just grabbed, what’s going on, why Hisoka is moaning - it’s too late.

You try to apologize and push yourself away, but Hisoka doesn’t let you move. 

You try to tell him to stop as a tentacle starts to creep under your swimsuit, but he’s not listening.

You try to scream and thrash in his hold - you would not let yourself be fucked by a mutated octopus today - but all that got you was a slimy tentacle shoved down your throat, tip teasing your gag reflex.

Trying to bite down on that only made the Cecaelia release a breathy sigh, grinding against your thigh with his human cock.

The swimsuit you wore was easily ripped to shreds, cast aside to be taken by the ocean. suckers attacked the new flesh presented to them, and when they neared your beasts you screamed.

You screamed even louder when a sucker settled over each nipple, before clamping down and pulling.

Another tentacle wormed it’s way in between your leg, his reproductive organ, the one with the bulbous tip. You kicked at it, but the Cecaelia only grinned when your foot made contact.

As the tentacle’s bulbous tip rubbed against your folds, you screamed again, hands moving from trying to pull the tentacles away from your tits, to trying to pull the tentacle away from your slit.

But more tentacles grabbed you, completely immobilizing you in the Cecaelia’s hold. 

All you could do was feel as the tentacle between your legs turned, the slimy suckers on the underside immediately latching onto your clit and your folds, sucking with such pressure and with such a rhythmic pull that you felt an orgasm rip through you immediately. 

It was like no other sensation you had ever felt before, slicker than lube, firm as plastic yet softer than human flesh. It didn’t even seem like Hisoka was trying to make you cum, but he had anyway, golden eyes trained on your face. 

Thankfully, the suckers didn’t stay attached to your clit for long - you were sure if they had, you’d have passed out cold from the stimulation. 

As soon as they detached, a rush of cold water flooded onto the heated flesh, and you gasped, trying and failing to close your legs.

Hisoka muscles his way between your thighs, his human cock quickly being pressed against your over-sensitive pussy. He groaned at the contact, hips already rocking against you, idly rubbing his cock through your folds.

The tentacle down your throat was replaced by the one with the bulbous tip, letting you emit a garbled cry while they were switching, before you were forced silent again.

Your chest was burning under the ministrations of the tentacles there, the sucking overloading your nerves.

Hisoka thrust into you while you were distracted by the limbs on your breasts, and you cried out, throat convulsing around the tentacle blocking it.

He had suckers on his cock.

The half-man moaned, voice low and shaky as his eyes rolled back into his head. You were afraid he was going to drop you beneath the waves, drown you.

But he held on, kept your lower half submerged as he rested inside of your pussy.

It was torture already - his thick cock staying completely still, yet the suckers covering it pulsing so strongly at your sensitive walls that you couldn’t help but shake through another orgasm in his hold.

That only spurred Hisoka into action, drawing out of you (the suckers detached easily... did he have control of them?) before slamming back in. He let go of your arms, which immediately grabbed at his neck, your nails digging in deep as you tried to hurt him.

Hisoka only moaned again, hips slamming into you harder and harder.

He was getting off on the pain.

The tentacle inside your mouth pulsed, and a gloopy texture leaked down your throat. You wanted to throw up, to cry.

When Hisoka came into you pussy, you cried out, the sound muffled and pathetic. HIs seed felt so hot inside of you, the water felt so cold around you.

Instead of pulling out, he stayed buried balls deep. The contrasting texture of milky, soft human skin and textured, slimy octopus skin made your own flesh cringe, the defining line between man and beast skin rubbing over your ass as waves rocked you both.

The suckers on his cock began pulsating again, and tears fell from your eyes when the sucker from your mouth finally withdrew, only to shoot down to your pussy.

With your mouth now free, you could scream and shout and cry yourself hoarse. Unfortunately, Hisoka was the only one around to hear you.

When his bulbous-tipped tentacle rubbed at your clit, you shot forward, clamping down on his shoulder hard with your teeth at the overstimulation. 

His tentacle eased inside your pussy, alongside his dick. It was slow-going, and painful, and you were crying through the whole ordeal, chewing on Hisoka’s shoulder, but the Cecealia didn’t seem to mind, instead humming and sighing in pleasure as you bloodied his flesh.

Only when his tentacle finally wormed it’s way fully inside you, then did Hisoka still his movements.

The suckers were still pulling at you, your nipples, your clit, the insides of your messy, stretched pussy. It felt like heaven and hell, but you couldn’t move either way.

Octopus can take up to four hours to mate.

It had only been a few minutes.

[nightswithkookmin]

Not this shit again sis, move on leave them to the kraken

People will always find something to hate on and complain about such is life. Care less about such people they can rub off on you.

Tae and JK are actually very good friends with a history. They may not be lovers but the bond was there. Tae knows what makes JK tick just as much as JM or anyone else. Is he as willing to tolerate certain things? Not quite. I mean Hobi had to throw them bananas at him and Hobi is a hufflepuff. Tolerance makes friendships and those two don't take criticisms well from eachother- used to not take criticisms well in my opinion.

There's a lot of entitlement that comes with being an idol. You get used to getting your way among other things especially if you are a Jeon Jungkook the Maknae.

You know how JM was disappointed when Tae couldn't come to him to tell him he was blocking his shine on stage but rather wrote it anonymously? That's one guy open to critiques and who takes criticisms well.

Some people would have construed Tae's complaints to mean he envied them or was jealous Jimin commanded such attention on stage. Such is life.

Forget them let's concentrate on stanning our Vminkook.

On the other topic, it just sounds ridiculous to me because they act like if BTS made a song today there won't be this exact debacle over it. I had my ears full of BTS making English songs blah blah blah IT NEVER STOPS GEEZ!

I'd rather BTS took their sweet sweet time and birthed yet another timeless Album. Im not in a hurry at all. I love permission to dance but if they release yet another song like that I'll pull my spleen out my butt with my bare hands- just saying.

I wish I can relate with all these people complaining bout- what even are they complaining about? I lost track. Too much merch, not enough merch? expensive merch, new music? All of the above?

Chilee.

Who says they will like the new songs BTS about to make even hm? What's the guarantee yall will like it? People shit on blackswan when it came out.

Just because BTS makes something don't mean we will automatically like it or enjoy it- case in point, this whole debacle about the commercialization of BTS. Some are for it some not so much. It's a vicious cycle.

BTS created something. If it had been for free the focus would have been on that. They make run episodes free for everyone and no one complains.

I already got in trouble discussing this with my friends and I don't want to talk about it anymore really. It's only on SNS that when you voice your opinion you are picking a fight but when they do same they are exressing themselves.

Oh wait I have a meme for that

It's the gaslighting in there for me.

Personally, I'm down for a rant. I find them funny seeing how passionate people get over trivial issues and I don't go with a mind set of contributing a different perspective that may assuage them and disabuse them of their thoughts.

Outside rants I assume when anyone comes to me with anything they come to be talked off a ledge. People suck and this is why I prefer to be in my one corner shipping my ship and akekeking to my self.

Ah and no. I'm not really concerned bout the jikook ig saga. Jimin has a habit of commenting and cheering JK on under his posts. Jungkook tell the truth you are not human- yes he's not. He's a beom🤣🤣🤣🤣

Sorry. Lol

He even commented on Tae's post didn't he?

He will comment on JK's if he wants to.

He can and he will- if he wants to.

Jk equally seem like he is putting in effort to mingle and be interactive out there. When he's open and being not only receptive but reciprocal like this it's usually a sign... I might be missing good in there some where 🤣💀

The baits and the thirst traps he sets for Jimin- he's so predictable chilee

Next we know he will be posting and deleting DELCACOMANIA randomly🤕

Jk if you need something from my bias just master the courage and ask him🤣🤣🤣🤣

Emotional vulnerability isn't his strong suit.

I'm not buying all this I'm living my best life ain't bothered a certain hyung isn't all over my IG attitude from him.

That said if JM caves and gets all over his Ig first I'll kick his ass. It's 2022 we loving and respecting ourselves.

But I'm pretty sure they are aware people gone roll their eyes and cuss them out for bringing the gay to IG🤣

Gotta pace themselves before they pick up being the bane in people's existence.

Jk out here saying he misses people chilee 🤣🤣🤣

Please I'm enjoying all of this. BEST SHOW EVER 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

BTS

BTS

BTS

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

GOLDY

[iamfezcosblunt]

MORNING TALK: AUSTIN MAHONE - PART 1

Description: You and Austin have been together for a few months now and you notice one morning he would go on live and you decided to have some fun with him.

Authors Notes: this is my first writing. Please let me know what you think! <3

Also like this for a second part!

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+

NSFW: Mentions of degration, oral (m) receiving, Oral (f) receiving choking

You and Austin have been a couple for months. The way you both met was pretty interesting. He was at a content creator's party making Tik Tok's and hanging out with friends and you so happen to be at one of Austin's friends parties. you both were introduced to each other by one of your new friends Charly Jordan. You and Austin hit it off immediately. Austin likes how you are being yourself and not stuck up and horrible like other girls he had interest in. He was vulnerable around you and only you. No other girl made him smile like you did.

One morning you woke up to a loud thud and you jolted out of the bed quickly and ran around the house looking for Austin.

"Goddamnit!" Austin yelled as you ran to the bathroom and you see him fresh out of the shower picking up a shaving bottle and then looking at his phone. He turned around and looked at you as he smiled lightly at you.

"Good morning princess."

"Austin you goof what are you doing?" You asked giggling as you helped him clean up some of the saving cream off the floor with a towel.

"babe you know I do my morning talks every day on live."

"Right. Right." You said as you look at the phone on the counter and gently waved. you then notice that his comments were thirsting over him and you rolled your eyes. You and Austin went Public recently on social media and everyone even your friends freaked out that you were dating a celebrity. Every single time you see a girl comment on his live thirsting over him You get more and more angry. Austin then went back to shaving his face and talking about his recent plans for music and interacting with his fans. You then went up behind him and you nibbled at his neck and kissed his shoulder and he groaned lightly and the live comments went crazy.

As Austin continued to talk you decided to go and tease him by running your hands up and down his chest and he choked lightly as you accidentally made him cut his skin on his face. He growled and he decided to end the live saying bye to his fans and then saying "This girl." You decided to take the time when he was saying good bye to sneak back to the bedroom giggling. You were already undressing yourself leaving yourself in a red lace thong and a pink sports bra. Minutes later a heated Austin came into the room and slam the door shut and choked you and you whimpered.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, thinking you can come up in here and tease me while I am live?" He said as he was eyeing you up and down.

"Fuck you gotta stop teasing me. you are asking to be punished huh?" He asked and you nodded your head. He then pushed you on the bed and spread your legs open and he ripped your panties off. You gasped as you felt the cold air hit your pulsing clit. you whine aas you looked at your ripped undies.

"Austin those were my good panties!"

He chuckled and looked at your throbbing clit and he hovered over your clit. You moaned as he began to eat you out. He went down on you sucking and licking stripes as you began to arch your back and slammed you down gripping your waist hard As you moaned loudly. he came up with you juices all over his face and your groaned.

"god you already are wet for me I didn't know that you were a slut for me." He said as he went back down on you. You moaned his name loudly as you felt your core start to bubble and you bit your lip.

"Fuck Austin im c-close!" you said as you began to felt yourself release just then he stopped and you whined as he chuckled.

"You thought it was over? im just getting started."