#oh my god i need more happy prompts huh

[toffeesbabbles]

a list of drawing ideas because i will definitely forget otherwise so spoilers for upcoming drawings ig

- something with error and his brother (angst)

- ink outfit changes for different universes

- "what happened to us, we used to be best friends?" audio with star sanses disbanding

- errorink fluff

- something with ink and his dads (fluffy)

- undertop gaster's death aftermath

- something with ink and the zephyrtale bros

- something with error self destructiveness? character study but like... art form.

- ink's mirror room (angst)

- underverse ink and canon ink meeting.

- fallen stars: my interpretation (they wouldn't be evil per say just... alot happened to them, includes blueberror and [to be decided])

- error, dream and ink parallels (series of drawings). themes of: self isolation, stubbornness , etc. maybe related to a song?

- something relating to ink being left in the anti void on accident by error. horrors ensue. out of body feel, very dream or weirdcore maybe. ink is not okay. comic probably

- star sanses magical girls designs

- swaps mortality angst (sorry 😔) and aftermath piece maybe

- more dreamberry (/p probably)

- ccino & sci chatting about science. cause its cute.

- draw a bunch of swap interpretations together (blueberror/blooper, crossbones, blueberry, bloodberry, etc).

- incorrect quotes: star sanses edition (doodles)

[buckgasms]

Hey, hi, hello! 🤍

First, I want to say that I've been following along with your stories for a while now (you're one of the first people I followed when I started my Tumblr!), and I'm so happy to send you a little request if that's okay! I saw that you reblogged a prompt list, so here I am sending in my own for our sweet Bucky 🥰

I'm wondering what magic you will create with the prompt ''Finding their partner's sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them." 👀

If it's not sparking anything for you, it's okay, and you can ignore my request! 🤍

Hello my love! Thank you so much for your support, for this ask and for playing the prompt game with me ❤️ I'm so honoured that you've been following me at all.

Sorry this took longer than expected because I have done this sort of story before so I wanted to do something a bit new and it took me a while to think of a good idea....

But now I think I have a good idea. It's fairly off topic but I hope you will forgive me. It certainly did spark something lol 🤣

I hope it's ok that I set this in the Bunny and Clyde story because they are so unhinged and I love them...

Kisses 😘

Also, heavy, filthy smut ahead. Just be warned.

"What the hell is this?"

You dashed into the walk in wardrobe that Bucky was currently in to find him holding a white paper bag and an huge, like absolutely enormous, double ended dildo.

You descended into a fit of giggles, wheezing as you tried to speak as his face went from scowl to amusement as you tried to compose yourself.

"Oh my god" you moaned as you finally calmed down, and took the offending item from his grasp, waggling it around as he chuckled. "I got it from that shop we go to. I took Wanda and we got some freebies..."

He smiled peering into the bag before looking back at the appendage. "Was that a freebie?" He said, sounding impressed at the generosity of the shop.

"No, I bought this one for me..." You balance on the knife edge of pissing him off, took a breath and dived headfirst. "You know, just in case you can't keep up with me anymore. Sometimes I need something a little...bigger."

He chuckled darkly. "Ah ok Bunny, well why don't you show me hmm?" You went to protest but found his hands pulling you out to the bedroom and tossing you on the bed.

"Gone all shy huh?" He smirked as you waited on the bed and you giggled a little, sitting up and crawling towards him. "Was only a little joke Bucky, you know I don't want anyone else but you. Your big, perfect cock is all I ever want."

"Tough." He said flatly before pushing you back so your flomped down on the mattress. He wrapped a silk rope around one ankle and secured it to the bed, quickly securing your other on before you could escape.

He removed your skimpy underwear with a gentle bit firm tug and pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead. "Buckkyy" you whined as you tested the strength of his ties.

"Use it..." He said, tossing the toy onto the bed next to you, "or lose it" he said palming his cock through his trousers. You giggled but hesitated, feeling exposed and unsure. "But I want you to do it Bucky" you whined again and spread your legs a little wider for him.

He leaned over, gripping your cheeks tightly and turning your head to look at him. "Do as your fucking told." His free hand landed swats to your soaked pussy and thighs as you squealed in his embrace. "You need more or you gonna do what I say hmm?"

You groaned in defeat as he grinned, pressing a final kiss to your cheek before leaving you, taking a seat on the chair at the end of the bed to watch your performance.

💟

It had only been 20 minutes at most but you were a wreck.

You had done your darnedest to enjoy yourself but once again you had been bested by the master. Bucky sat, looking almost bored as you choked yourself on the rubber cock, making it messy and slick to use on yourself.

You teased and wriggled to insert the toy and whined a little as in pushed into you. It was actually no match to Bucky but you wanted to regain a little control if you could.

"Oof, so big..." You whined but it turned into a groan when he actually yawned at you. You flopped backwards but heard him tut at you, "didn't say stop bunny, keep going..."

He picked up the little bag and started rifling through it, looking at the little samples you had been given until one piqued his interest. "Sensation cream?" He read for a moment before leaving his seat and wandering over to you.

You sat up a little, hoping the punishment was over and he would actually play with you now. He showed you the packet but you shrugged indifferently. "The lady at the store said that was new. Supposed to heighten sensations, or numb it I can't remember..."

Sometimes you could be quite stupid.

Bucky grinned and ripped the top of the sample packet open. "Well let's find out shall we bunny?" You wiggled and protested but his arm was already propping your legs apart and spreading your folds open.

"A pea-sized amount it says" Bucky pondered before squeezing the entire packet onto his hand and smearing it all over your heat, making sure to get into every crease and fold. You growled and flopped down as he finished, leaving you to wash his hands.

He returned shortly and grinned. "Now we just have to wait 5 minutes or so bunny and we'll know for sure."

"What are you going to do then?"

"I haven't decided yet..."

💟

After a few moments you realised you were now completely numb. Bucky watched in amazed pleasure as he ran his finger over your folds to little reaction. He rubbed harder, even pinched your little clit, but nothing.

He chuckled and leaned down, settling himself between your legs as you whined. He started off rubbing slowly, little circles, then to and fro. You knew he was there but you had no pleasureable sensations to enjoy. Then he pinched and pulled at you, as your pussy grew puffier and redder under his actions. The a firm swat. He glanced up checking you had no reaction.

He didn't want to over do it and hurt you, but my god he was having fun. He'd alternate between all his actions until your pussy was glowing and soaked. "My god your cunt looks pretty right now..." He said softly before squeezing your lower lips together and spreading them wide.

You were in misery. You had wailed and cried about how unfair it was. That you wanted to feel it and everything else under the sun, but he wasn't to be swayed. You lay on the bed, sweaty and pouty. His favourite kind of bunny.

Bucky left your pussy briefly, stopping only to press kisses to your cheeks, lick away tears and tell you what a good bunny you were. "Taking it so well baby, you keeping up with me huh?" You rolled your eyes and growled. He never let anything go!

Moments later he was climbing on top of you, pressing his red, leaking cock against your folds and stomach. You would be able to feel him fucking you at least, you figured in your mind, but Bucky was just too smart for you.

He pressed your favourite vibrator into your hands and guided you to hold it on your numb button. Bucky then adjusted so the head of the toy sat under his cock, just in front of his heavy balls.

"I'm gonna use my little bunny's favourite toy now....oh don't worry baby, you can come as much as you like, I don't mind one bit..."

He grinned as the toy buzzed to life. You watched him grind and groan above you as you desperately tried to chase your own orgasm but no matter how hard you pressed, how much you wiggled, nothing happend.

"Bucky I caaaan't" you sobbed as he growled above you, smiling down in his lust filled haze he turned it up higher. "Oh fuck" he choked as his body buckled a little. You watched with desire as his stomach muscles tensed and his hands worked on himself before coming all over your stomach.

It was torture, and he never once relented. He repeated the action again, leaving another mess over your frazzled body, leaving you still desperately chasing your high to no avail.

After recovering from his second high he scooted round and placed your head on his thick thigh, grabbing the vibrator from you to inspect the scene.

"Bunny what a fucking mess..."

And you were. Your stomach was covered in thick cum, your arousal was smeared all over your thighs and cunt and your pussy was swollen and glowing. You too were a mess in your mind, sobbing and babbling for him.

To bring you a little relief he shushed you and guided his sensitive cock into your mouth, hushing your thoughts and giving you a little focus. He hissed through his teeth at your harsh sucking, but managed to soothe you down to just gentle sucks as you kept his cock warm.

Grabbing the sample packet again he read further, wondering how long this would last until his eyes widened:

"After 20 minutes, you and your partner will feel the enhanced power of our new Tingle Formula™ bringing your body back to reality, and off to new peaks of pleasure..."

He wondered what that would look like until he noticed your sucking had become more intense and your lower half was twitching a little. He leaned forward and ran a investigative finger through your folds. You suddenly wailed and tried to clench your legs together, hindered by the bindings.

Removing himself gently from you me moved back around to your heat. Stroking your legs and thighs to soothe your feelings of loss.

"Bucky.... Bucky I feels...I can feel...oh my god"

You panted and writhed on the bed as he blew a cool stream of air on your abused heat. You cried out and tried to get away but he chuckled and blew harder. You couldn't help it, it felt so good, so sensitive. "Please Bucky, I'm gonna, it's... I'll..."

"You gonna come just from that? You my little birthday cake bunny? Aren't you embarrassed bun bun, you really that sensitive?"

The protest died in your throat as he blew and your walls clenched painfully around nothing. Your stimulated pussy pushed one step too far. You cried out for him, for god, for anything.

He leaned over, focusing your gaze on him with a look of seriousness on his handsome features.

"Look at me bunny, look at me... I gotcha. Gonna take care of you now huh?" His nose trailed along yours before he captured your lips in a hungry kiss.

"You think a toy can do this? You think anyone can do this to you? Bring you to this special place?" You shook your head and sobbed returning his kisses sloppily as he claimed you.

"That's right bunny... Just me. Only me. Now I'm gonna use that sensitive little hole, because you hurt my feelings bun bun and you're gonna make it up to me right?"

You nod, feverishly.

"Good girl. I'll even let you use that toy, shall I put it in your ass baby? You want that?"

Your babbling suggests you have no brain power left to decide so Bucky just smiled, lovingly, plants a final kiss to your lips before leaving you to feel.... everything.

💟

It didn't take long to have you floating and shivering. Your sensitive body couldn't handle much but Bucky did his best to drag as many orgasms out of you until it hurt. The kind of hurt that makes your brain fuzzy and body shake.

He licked and sucked at you, like a man starved. His fingers curling inside as his tongue swirled around your swollen pearl. You came almost as soon as he seated himself in your heat, but found yourself climbing again as he pounded his hips. He even teased your puckered hole with your new toy, but just a brush against it had you coming again.

His fingers never ceased, rubbing and swatting until you peaked again. He groaned as your squeezed him like a vice, pushing him to empty his come into your overused heat. Your final orgasm came as he used your vibrator, ordering you to show him what a dirty fuck hole looks like. He growls as his release his pushed out at the most intense of your orgasms.

💟

Finally he unties you, throws everything else to the floor and crawls over you, wrapping you up in his arms. He wraps his whole body around you, supporting your shivering frame and keeping you warm.

Soft kisses are pressed to your damp skin and praises are cooed into your ear as you grip at the pillow. "My good girl. So perfect. So pretty. You did so good bunny."

Praises are continued as he carries you off to the bathroom gently carresing your body with soft cloths and warm water. You shiver and giggle and whimper all at once, clinging to his strong body feeling overwhelmed and yet so satisfied.

After a while of quiet praising and kissing Bucky takes you off to the bedroom again and into the walk in wardrobe where he finds some soft pyjamas to dress you in. More kisses follow until he is distracted by the little white bag again.

"Wonder what else is in here" he muses but you just groan and pull him back for a kiss, tossing the bag as far as you possibly can.

[inchidentally]

(anon charmingly asked for a "ramble" from me about this video and like I even need the excuse tbh)

literally one of my favorite qualities of their dynamic is Lando mercilessly nagging Oscar and bossing him around and Oscar dutifully obeying and finding Lando constantly fun and charming no matter what. it's a trait that Lando only brings out around very select people and tbh I can only come up with Max F atm tho I'm sure there are others. but normally with his friends Lando is the little brother who's just happy to be included and he might be annoying or stubborn sometimes but mostly just to wind them up. but The Nagging? is reserved only for people who can handle it. and Oscar handles it far, far too well.

I love that Oscar has clearly been told to lead these videos more by the McLaren social media team and given guidance about things like using his hands and being more animated … only for Lando to interrupt and huff out "do you want to start or do you want me to start?" bc CLEARLY Oscar isn't doing it the way Lando wants !!

Oscar's fumbling little "ahh ahh I-I can start?" literally "yes dear sorry dear"

OKAY SO THE FUNNIEST PART !! is Lando's absolute OUTRAGE when he spots the hangers and immediately accuses Oscar of stealing them even though ! the hangers are empty and clearly Oscar isn't lying when he says had no idea they were there - oh and Lando steals them all for himself anyway

BUT OSCAR LAUGHS AND GOES ALONG WITH IT "apparently I stole his hangers" meanwhile Lando is literally still grumbling "goddd!" behind the camera bc he is SO MAD

Lando picking around Oscar's sink before he gets caught out and

interrupts Oscar again bc TIME FOR LANDO

"it's a bit cleaner!" oh the satisfaction we all felt when Oscar pointed out that Lando hadn't actually unpacked yet

oh my god !!! the way they pick up on these little domestic bits "my morning latte" "2 in the afternoon" "AHEM afternoon" like this is clearly what's going on when they do the thing of looking at each other and giggling and no one else knows why

Lando's pride in his new bed and Oscar narrating along to how it's set up

OSCAR GOING "DONK" WHEN LANDO DESCRIBES HITTING HIS HEAD THAT'S SO CUTE and absolutely going in my Oscar Narrating Lando's Life list

the synchronized "two other driver rooms" oh my god they're so scary sometimes they even looked at each other like wtfff

Oscar is boring about wood trim and Lando looking at the camera like wowww interesting huh? - oh my god let your boy be dull it's just how he is !!

Oscar's sleeping space being deemed "cute" by Lando ;__; just like his BK order

the way Oscar keeps providing along words for Lando in Lando's room and yep sure enough, Lando needs him for 'hammock'!!

no seriously Oscar having learned to track Lando's meandering thought patterns so closely bc ha as if Lando will be doing that and not losing track completely

Oscar literally did not need to laugh like that at Lando pretending he had a console and PC set up for gaming but well Zendaya laugh down bad etc

Lando having fully taken over starts the full outro and Oscar returns to his beloved spot watching Lando and saying "yes" over and over like literally McLaren just follow them around with a camera you don't need to prompt them with challenges they do all this on their own

[silversainz]

can i request „who do you belong to?” & „i’ve been holding back the things i wanna do to you right now“ from the prompts list with ex!Charles? ❤️

Warnings passive aggressive behavior from Charles, tension, fingering, begging, jealousy sex, kinda toxic relationship, bathroom sex, clit sucking (?) i got very carried away so this is pretty much a whole fic atp

“Hey, isn’t that y/n?” Lando nudged Charles on the shoulder, causing him to look from his phone and look at the direction that lando pointed at.

He scoffed, of course you were there. “Yeah that’s her man” he rolled his eyes at the sight of you sitting beside your friends with a man who he certainly didn’t know of, casually had his hand on your thigh, “of course she’s here”

Lando laughed the many drinks he had made him find Charles’ jealously quite amusing, he playfully hit his friends shoulder. “It’s a very popular club in Monaco, mate, you were going to run into her sooner or later.” Lando said while getting up from his seat muttering underneath his breath that he needed another drink.

However Charles ignored him and kept his gaze locked on the sight of you. His heart beating a million miles, hands clenching onto his glass cup. God he couldn’t believe you showed up, especially with an man by your side only a month after your breakup.

He chugged down his drink, choosing to ignore the shouts lando gave him trying to get him to leave you alone knowing full-well that your breakup wasn’t all too pretty.

You laughed at something your friend said to you, “oh shit, y/n” your friends eyes got wide as she looked up too see Charles coming towards your table.

“What the fuck” you said eyes watching his every move he took coming towards you, “i didn’t know he was here” now that wasn’t completely true.

“Hey y/n” you felt yourself get goosebumps at the sound of his deep voice dropping your name like that, god you hadn’t heard it in awhile.

“We’re gonna get us some more drinks” your friends got up from their seats clearly uncomfortable with Charles’ presence as they sent him dirty looks while walking away. But he didn’t seem to care as he scoffed rolling his eyes at their childish behavior.

“Didn’t know you were back home” he sat himself down on opposites sides of you, “or did you just hear that i was gonna be here tonight celebrating my won” you couldn’t but chuckle at him, god he was really delusional, but god did he speak the truth.

You leaned forward elbows on your knees as you looked at him, “i did hear that you won, but i was simply here to enjoy my night that you just so happened to ruin” he shook his head already getting tired of your attitude, “now if you excuse me, i have somebody who’d rather be with than you” you grabbed your purse getting up to leave, but he was quick to grab your arm to stop you from leaving.

“Oh i saw him” you tried to wiggle your arm out of his grip, but he was much stronger than you, “whats his name, huh?” He tilted his head to the side, eyes suddenly growing dark.

“Charles let me go, now” you tried sounding strong, but there was something about him that always turned you weak whenever he spoke with his deep dark tone.

“What’s his name y/n” he asked again

“His names —, there happy now” he loosened his grip on your grip making you whine out in pain, his strong grip leaving a marking behind.

“Oh I’m very happy, love” he got up from his seat, now standing in front of you, “but tell me does he have everything you could ever want” he tucked a few pieces of hair behind your ear, before setting his hand on your cheek, his dark gaze staring right at you had you nervously gulp.

“Not together, Charles, just friends” he hummed leaning in closer to your face, “and even so, why do you care we’ve been broken up for some time” he chuckled’

“Oh come on, don’t act so innocent now” he leaned towards your ear, “don’t act like you don’t drunk text me, or even” he kissed your earlobe, that small action alone had shivers sending up your spine, “send me voice messages, because it seemed as though you clearly couldn’t me out of your head” you looked around seeing if anybody was paying attention to you both, but they were too busy jumping to the music and getting bat-shit drunk.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about” you said, he sighted hand grabbing yours as he walked you in the direction towards the bathrooms, not bothering looking back.

As soon as he pushed you into the bathroom he had you up against the wall, his hands on either sides of your head , leaving you trapped between his and the brick wall. “I think you know very well what I’m talking about” you dropped your purse on the floor, your hand coming up to rest on his cheek. It was wrong to act like this, but god the many drinks you both had that night were radiating off your bodies causing you both to make by far the worst mistake of your lives.

“Ten messages,” you closed your eyes, embarrassment setting in, as he continued on, “ten messages of you moaning my name daring” you could cry of embarrassment right now. He laughed at your state making your skin crawl.

“Now tell me truthfully, it can’t be a coincidence that you just so happen to be at the same exact place as me” his hand gripped your jaw tightly in his, bringing you closer to him.

“Knew you’d be here” you confessed face burning red at the embarrassing confession, “heard from Pierre that you’d be here” you tried to look away from his gaze but the strong grip he had on you prevented you from doing so, “now let me go, please. You’ve gotten what you wanted, no?”

“No” he simply said, locking the door from beside you, and just the sound of the door locking made your breath get stuck in your throat. “You see since the first night you sent me those messages, i repeated them for hours, just to hear those sweet moans fall from your lips. And now i’ve been holding back the things i wanna do to you right now” he confessed hands coming to rest on your waist as he pushed you back against the wall, your leg automatically locking around his waist, that small gesture made a smirk form on his lips.

“So tell me, a month breakup, thousands of messages, ten voicemails of you moaning nothing but my name.” He moved your hair away from your shoulder to plant kisses to your neck, a sight of relief falling from your lips as you felt his warm lips on your skin. “And here we are, in this bathroom”

“Tell me to stop” he said, slowly getting on his knees in front of you.

Your mouth opened and closed no words falling from it as you could only look down at him on his knees.

“Tell me to stop, y/n” his hands ran up your legs, stopping at the hem of your dress.

Your head fell back against the wall, heart beating so fast, mind screaming at you to leave, but god did you miss the feeling of having his hands on you.

“Don’t stop please” you finally said, lust getting the best of you, “please touch me, Charles” you whined feeling him leave a trail of kisses up your thighs, you grabbed onto his brown locks as you felt him pull down your panties, throwing them somewhere in the bathroom.

“Such a beautiful girl” he said looking up at you while pushing up your dress to rest on your torso, he threw your leg over his shoulder before giving your pussy kitty licks, moans immediately leaving your lips as you felt his tongue suck on your clit.

“Fuck Charles” you felt him grip your thigh tightly in his hand as he pushed two fingers into your wet hole, “fuck, please, please” you cried out, the mixture of his tongue and fingers in your throbbing core sending a new-found pleasure through your body

“You like that” your mouth fell open in a silent scream, legs shaking, stomach getting tighter as you felt your orgasm approaching.

“Fuck Charles don’t stop please”

“Who do you belong to, love” you felt him slow down, causing you to cry out hand grabbing at his hair tightly in your fist. “Who do you belong to, say it”

“Fuck, you Charles, you” you screamed out, body shaking crazily as you came.

“Atta girl” he got up from the floor, his hands coming up to cup your face as he crashed his lips on yours roughly and purely filled with lust and desperation for one another. “You’ve always belonged to me, even if we broke up. And you know that right” he muttered against your lips while undoing his belt.

“Yes” is all you could say as he turned you around pushing your face into the wall

“Good girl”

[neetily]

Happy Hybrid - KINKTOBER DAY 05 (HYBRID) - (SDV) Sam

— ✧ warnings: hybrid dog sam, Hybrids, A/B/O adjacent themes, heat - Freeform, Pups, Breeding, Biting, Scent Kink, Dirty Talk, Name Calling, Drool/Saliva, Overstimulation, Cervix Fucking, Creampie — ✧ word count: 1,974

— ✧ A/N: reposting from my old account since i was asked to! formatting might be off, but it's still readable.

It's heat week. Which, for any normal person such as yourself isn't any different than any other boring week. But for Sam, your cute little hybrid farm dog and boyfriend, it means fucking himself (or, in this case, preferably you) silly for seven days straight. It's simply in his canine nature at this time of the month to seek out his mate in order to produce some pretty pups together, nothing he has any control over. Meaning your day has been completely written off in favour of seeing to your puppy, sat nicely in his lap with his cock warming in your cunt as he prepares himself for another round, making it the seventh of the day and you're only half way through the week! Covered in sweat and kisses, many bodily fluids staining you skin as a result of his overwhelming needs. But he's not done yet.

He keeps his arms wrapped tight around your back, squishing your tits against his chest in his instinctual need to be as close to you as possible. Sat with his legs crossed, your own tangled up around his back that he placed there specifically to keep you stuck to him. At least he made it to the bed this time before claiming you, yeah? Should be proud of him for displaying such control when he feels as though he has none, mind rotten with the image of your belly fully of his litter, panting heavily against your neck as his teeth grazes your sensitive skin. Passing over the previous marks he's left on the area, a sure sign that you're taken, but he absentmindedly teethes over the bruises anyway. It's soothing, inhaling your scent as he does so to further prove his ownership. His pretty girl. His soon to be wife. His hopeful mother to his children. God, he feels lightheaded and dizzy at the thought, cock soooo sensitive as your cunt clamps down around him when he licks up your marks. Drooling all over you in return, eyes rolled back as he tries to shove his cock deeper into the feeling. A short growl escaping his open mouth when you whimper in response to his inability to sit still for longer than a few seconds. But can you blame him? He's got your pretty angel cunt wrapped round his cock, can't think straight, pussy feels so fuckin good squeezing around his leaky tip, all red and raw from how much cum you've sucked outta him already. And still he wants more, completely insatiable with need for you. The little wag in his tail signalling that he's gearing up to go again — if you're even of right mind to notice. He takes a quick look at you before moving, drinking in your dazed state of kiss bruised lips, your saliva covered neck, your unfocused eyes. How can you ever expect him not to fuck you more when you look like that??

"Wanna breed m'bitch some more, yeah? Y'want that? Y'look like ya want that- oh- an' it sure seems like this pretty pussy wants some more, huh? Needy bitch-" He rambles, voice strained and whiny as your cunt continues to suck his cock further in at his dirty words, his balls tight and eager to spill another load of seed into your already overstuffed hole. So full that as he slowly starts to rock back into you, his hands flat against your back to keep your exhausted sweaty body upright and your front stuck to his own, some of his cum leaks out of you. His sticky seed spoiling your sheets below, connecting the two of you at the hip. It causes him to whine, the sound pained and greedy. It's supposed to stay in, otherwise how else will you be carrying his pups! And if it doesn't then he'll just have to give you some more, prompting you to look directly at him with a single wolf whistle. Always such a good girl for him, following his commands as if you were the dog, sending you a lovesick grin at the way you try to keep your eyes open for him. "One more, kay? Promise, jus' one more-" He babbles, struggling to keep his voice stable as he slowly starts humping away at your hole. He's lying, you know he's lying, but in the moment he genuinely thinks he might be satisfied after just one more round. He never is.

Fucks just like a dog too, all desperate and like his life depends on it, every attempt at remaining careful and cautious gets immediately ignored when he feels your warm cunt accept his cock again. He only starts slow because your cunt walls have him almost sobbing with overstimulation, cock crying out to him to have a break but fuck he can't stop- Breathlessly laughing to himself as he inevitably picks up a messy pace, bouncing you in his lap with ease as he settles his back against the bed headboard for an easier fuck. The pain of your tight cunt choking his tip is quickly rewired as pleasure as you wrap your arms around his neck, your body limp in his hold for his taking. Thinks you're just the cutest when you depend on him like that, letting him rut into you for as long as he wants and as sloppily as he requires to satisfy his needs. And fuck if he isn't needy- "Best little hole ever, yeah? God, need ta'breed ya- make y'mine, kay?" He's still chatting, though his words are choked in between many gasps and moans over how good your little cunt takes him. It's the same old spiel he always goes through every rut, detailing how he'd love nothing more than to wife you up with some pitter patter feet in the background, his primal behaviour exaggerated with the heat he's currently experiencing. You can hardly blame him with the way your body begs for more, how every time he snaps his hips up into you over and over again you cry his name a little louder, a little more high pitched, his puppy dog ears burning with your pleasure. It's not the only thing heating up, his skin warm to the touch with the amount of hormones coursing through his veins, restlessly fucking into you as hard as he can given the current position and yet it's still not enough. If he's honest he knows it'll never be enough, at least not until his heat is over. Fidgety energy coaxing him into laying you down on your back, his hand gently resting under your head in stark contrast to his dirty fucking to make sure the fall is easier to take. "M'sorry, need more-" He pathetically pouts, ears pinned back to show just how sorry he is that he can't stop. He pulls out, matching your empty sob at the loss of contact, but it's short-lived at best. Easily manhandling you into proper position, a hand placed on your back to make your chest dip further into the bed. Face down and ass up, his cock as quickly as possible bullying your insides again once he properly mounts you, a soft pap! perking his ears back up once he's fully nestled inside. And then without appropriate warning he starts going again, both grabby hands tugging on the fat of your waist, driven only by the thought of seeing it stretch some more with pups. Fuck he's insatiable, panting and drooling all over your lower back, lungs unable to take in enough air as he humps with such speed that you're almost fucked right off the end of the bed if not for his territorial hands dragging you back down his cock. He grabs at your ass, pulling so he can watch with heart eyes as his cock repeatedly disappears into your tiny used cunt, almost howling at the pretty mess you've made for him, slick coated length pulling the cutest sounds from your tired throat. "Can smell ya." He comments after a deep inhale and he doesn't mean to add the gruff growl to the end of it, afraid that he might be scaring you, it's just that you smell so good. Too good, in fact. Like your scent alone is driving him mad, his upper body bending in half to lay atop your back, arms once again wrapped tight around your tummy to fuck you like the dog he is. Barely allowing his cock to leave your cute cunt before he's shoving it back in again, desperation lacing his every bark, bite and moan as he grazes his teeth over the nape of your neck. He's incoherent for the most part, mumbling some self serving confessions about how tight you are and how much he loves you and how he can't wait to start a family with you which are all true, just emphasised by his rock hard cock repeatedly knocking against your cervix in an attempt to breach and breed.

"More- more please-!" he pouts, and he's not even sure what he's really asking for. It seems to work regardless as he inhales your increase in pheromones, nosing at your mate mark with clinginess. You want to bear his pups, don't you? And fuck, with the amount of cum he's already fucked into your tiny hole he's sure you're gonna get some anyway, but his unfair thrusts can't be helped regardless. He's close, fully body shaking under the suck of your cunt, your pretty whines for his seed kicking in his alpha instincts as he bites away at you. Effectively pinning you in place by the scruff of your neck, holding you down so that you're forced to accept another load of his potent seed whether you want it or not — though thankfully he can smell that you do, can feel that your fluttering hole wants it too.

He really wishes he can warn you, but from the sounds of things you're barely conscious yourself, simply allowing him to hump into you and take his cock. It's a pretty sight, his tail swishing back and forward with unease as he nears his end. What does it for him is the soft sigh of his name he hears between your scattered sobs and whines, knowing that despite how much he's left you ruined and messy you're still thinking of him. And that sets off his greedy dominance, his absolute need to reward you. Sinking his teeth into you a little more as his tail shoots bolt straight, growling and hissing into your new bite mark with a cry of your name as he shoots yet another load into your cunt. Thick ropes of cum painting your insides, his selfish desires getting the better of him as he continues to fuck his cum in and out of you regardless of how sensitive he is. And he just keeps going, circling his hips inside you idly until he's fully milked dry, humming contentedly at the small break of clarity releasing inside of you offers. It prompts him to lick at your wound, to soothe his tongue over the forming bruise as a means to say sorry, because God knows he hasn't the breath nor the strength to speak right now.

He keeps his cock inside, just like earlier. Warming it, plugging his newest load inside your overstuffed hole in the hopes of impregnating you. He's lost track of the exact number of times he's came tonight, but as he ruminates over the possibility of pups he can feel his cock grow again. Slowly hardening inside your puffy cunt, the drawn out mewl of tenderness you express going straight to his head, and his cock. "O-One more, kay?" He half laughs, sliding himself up off your back to try a new position. "Promise this time." But he knows he's lying.

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You Won't Regret Me/ 2

Pairing- Wooyoung x Named Reader

Word count- 5.8k

Includes- enemies to lovers, blow job, deepthroating, pussy eating, cum eating, cock riding, dirty talk, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, squirting, multiple orgasms, kinda fluff but not really

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One week later

J POV

Standing at the bar, I wait in line to order a drink

Hongjoong wanted to go out again and we came to the club

He needed to let off some steam

Being the leader of a gang is hard and we all support him

We've been here awhile and he's off making out with some girl he'll take home and fuck

So lucky he'll get some

"What are you ordering?", someone asks, coming up next to me

I glance over then roll my eyes when I see it's Wooyoung

I so don't want to talk to him

I hate his stupid ass

And even more because of last week

When he fucked the life out of me and honestly gave me the best orgasms of my life

I don't know what the fuck came over me, letting him touch me, kiss me, put his dick inside me

Let him cum inside me and leave his cum to drip into my underwear all night

I threw that pair out as soon as I got home and scrubbed myself clean

And I swore that was the last time I'd ever let Jung, Wooyoung touch me

Except I've been thinking about him

Well, not him exactly since I can't stand him

More like his dick, how it felt and how good it was

"Well?", he prompts

I glare at him, hating how hot he looks

His stupid black hair in a ponytail, his stupid jeans, his stupid button down shirt, that beauty mark under his eye that drives me crazy since I noticed it last week

God, I abhor him

"Fuck off Jung", I snap, rolling my eyes

"Oh my god, cranky much? It's just a question", he snorts

"I'm not letting you cut in front of me. Get your ass in the back of the line", I snarl, figuring that's what he wants

He wouldn't talk to me otherwise

He hasn't all week and we've unfortunately been around each other for gang business

"That's not what I'm asking. I'm asking what are you getting?"

"Two vodka shots", I growl, "Happy?"

"Not particularly", he shrugs

I close my eyes, counting down from ten

He's such a cocky motherfucker

Thinks he's the shit, thinks he better than me

Thinks I don't deserve to be Hongjoong's second in command, as if I haven't earned it or literally supported Hongjoong since we were kids

He's rude, arrogant and annoying

And stupidly beautiful

Fucking asshole

"Do you want to get out of here?", he asks after a minute of silence

I look at him shocked

Is he talking to me?

I look around me to make sure there's no girl behind me or something

"I'm talking to you Joanne", he scoffs

"You want to go somewhere with me?", I repeat is disbelief

"To fuck", he clarifies, "Not on a date or anything stupid like that"

Well he's full of himself

"As if I'd ever say yes to you" I snort, "I'd rather slit my own throat"

He rolls his eyes, "Please. I'd cut my tongue out before asking you on a date. You just happen to have a tight pussy that feels good"

"And why would I give it to you?", I snap

Seems like he doesn't care about insulting me as he asks me to fuck him

What a prick

"Because I have a cock that you happen to love", he says gleefully, "I'm the only one who gave you...what was it you said? Oh yes, the best orgasm you had in awhile"

I knew he'd never let me live that down

Fucking shit head

"That's only because you're the first guy I fucked in awhile. Anything would of been good", I lie

"Uh huh. Sure", he smirks, getting under my skin, "So you wanna leave?"

"And go where?", I snap

"You're apartment"

Well he has it all figured out doesn't he

"Why my apartment?"

"Mine is messy right now"

"Why are we going anywhere when the bathroom worked fine last time?"

"Want more room", he says, "Want to be comfortable"

"You're saying that as if I'd ever want you in my apartment period", I snap

He sighs, looking annoyed, "Look I want to fuck you ok? And I know you want me too after last time. So can we just skip all the fighting and just go?"

I glare at him

Yeah ok, I want him

But I don't know why he wants me

He can have any girl who doesn't hate him and who will be much nicer than I am

"Why me? Why don't you just pick up some other girl and leave me alone?"

He blows out a breath, "Because you gave me the best sex I ever had ok? Because that orgasm was the best I ever had. Because you feel the best. Happy?"

"Not particularly", I shoot back

He looks at the ceiling like he's contemplating just walking away

And if it was before last week I'd tell him to fuck off

But I can't

"Let's go", I tell him, walking off the line and heading for the exit

I don't even have to look behind me to know he's following

"My car's this way", he says, leading me in the direction

Once in the car, he asks for my address and I can't believe I'm giving it to Wooyoung

He puts it into the gps and starts driving

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He drags me to my room, sitting me on the bed

He's been blessedly silent the whole drive here and I'm guessing that's gonna end now

"Let's get this off you", he smirks as he pulls my shirt up and off, "Seeing as how we have the whole bed to fuck anyway we want, I think it'd be nice to see your tits bouncing"

"You're a pig", I snap

He rolls his eyes, leaning down as his hands undo my bra

"But you like it", he teases

Then before I can say anything, his lips are against mine, kissing me

And stupidly, all thoughts leave my brain as I kiss him back, my head spinning, my body on fire

Fuck him and his amazing kisses

Fucking bullshit is what it is

He throws my bra somewhere, my hands immediately pushing his shirt up

He pulls away to take it off and I stare at his body, hating him even more for how hot he is

I didn't get to see him much last time, as I was clinging on to him or facing away from him when his shirt was off

But goddamn

I slowly lay my palms on his muscular chest, moving them across him and feeling his soft skin

I can feel how strong he is and it's making me embarrassingly wet

I move my hands down to his stomach, touching the rock hard abs he has, tracing the lines of muscles

He moans and I look up, surprised to see him biting his lip, his eyes closed, face in pleasure

Guess he likes to be touched

And stupid me, with my girl dumbassery of liking abs and muscles, will continue to happily touch him

And do more

Leaning closer to him, I press my lips against the skin of his abs, kissing him

"Fuck", he whimpers and I take that as a sign to keep going

Stupid me presses kiss after kiss all over his abs, licking the soft skin in between pecks

My hands have a mind of their own because they're sliding down to his belt, undoing it as I continue to kiss him

I get the button and zipper of his jeans undone, pulling his jeans and boxers down, my lips against his lower stomach

Pushing him back slightly, I keep my lips attached to his skin as I move down on my knees, my hand moving around his cock, jerking him off

"Fuck baby", he groans as I trail kisses down to his dick, then up along his length

When I get to his head, I lick his cum from his crying slit, groaning at how good he tastes

Because of course he fucking does

I spend some time swirling my tongue around his head, then licking up and down his cock so slowly, his moans so pretty to listen to

Licking to his head again, I take it in my mouth and suck on it softly

"Yes fuck"

I raise my eyes up to find him biting his lip, already watching me

I move down his cock with each suck, jerking off the rest of him that's not in my mouth

Goddamn he has a massive cock

It's so thick, stretching my mouth, so heavy on my tongue

He's so hard and so annoyingly good to suck on

As I move further down his dick, I can't fucking believe I'm doing this

And enjoying it

If someone would have told me I'd be on my knees in my room, sucking Wooyoung's cock, I'd have shot that person in the face

But here I am, getting wet from how hard he is and from the noises he's making

His tip presses against the back of my throat, making me gag and he immediately pulls out a bit

"Don't baby. Don't hurt yourself. It's ok", he says softly, his fingers moving in my hair

I'm so shocked at the tenderness in his voice, almost like he cares about hurting me

I don't like it

I need him to be the asshole he always is

I roll my eyes, making sure he sees it, then push down on his shaft more

I can deepthroat him, it'll just take a little for me to get him all in

I take my time moving down, sucking on him as I go, tears pooling in my eyes

I give a damn good blow job and I want him to love it

I want him to know that I, the girl he hates, gave him the best blow job of his life

I finally get him all inside my throat, forcing my throat to relax

"Fuck, god. Feels so good", he chokes out

If I could smile I would

Holding his hips, I pull back, halfway down his cock

Breathing in, I surge back up, bottoming him out, his cock hitting the back of my throat and going down more

I choke but get it under control, then start bobbing my head up and down his entire dick

Tears run down my face, spit dripping down from my mouth as I fuck my throat on his cock, choking now and then

"Yes fuck. Goddamn Jo", he groans, watching me, "Fuck, so that fucking mouth is good for something other than shit talking"

I glare at him, the asshole in him coming back out

"Good to know that when you're being a bitch, I can just get you to be quiet by shoving my cock down your throat", he smirks, his fingers twisting in my hair

I growl, pressing my nails into the skin of his hips, a yelp coming from him

"Oh did I hit a sore spot?", he snaps, holding onto my hair hard, keeping me in place, "After all, you're the one with my cock down your throat, princess"

I bristle at the nickname

The one I called him before

He's such an asshole

"Keep your mouth open", he demands and like an idiot, I do

He snaps his hips, driving his cock down my throat, then pulls back out just to do everything all over again

And I just take it, letting him fuck my throat and moaning

"Someone likes getting their throat fucked huh?", he grunts, his hips moving fast, my mouth trying to suck on him as he moves in and out, "Such a slut for cock. I didn't even have to ask you to blow me. You did it all on your own princess"

Yeah I know

I'm an idiot

I just gave him more ammunition to fuck with me

"Wonder if Hongjoong knows that his tough bitchy best friend likes getting her throat fucked by my cock and is moaning like a whore on top of it"

I hate him

If Hongjoong didn't care about him, I'd murder him with my bare hands

Tears blind me as he keeps going, his cock throbbing in my mouth, his moans of pleasure getting louder and louder

"When I cum you swallow it all. Got it?", he demands

And like a pathetic loser, I just nod

"Good girl"

I fucking hate when someone calls me that, I never let anyone call me that but of course when he does it, it does nothing but turn me on more

And make me want to be his good girl

I'm so fucked up

"Yes fuck! Joanne", he moans, his hips stalling as his cock buries in my throat, warm cum spurting

The taste of his cum is so fucking good and I eagerly swallow on his cock again and again

He moans and whimpers the whole time as I suck all his cum from his cock

He pulls out when he's finished and I sit back on my heels, swallowing and breathing in

"Are you ok?", he pants, "I didn't hurt you right?"

I stand up, rolling my eyes

"No", I croak out, "I've deepthroated other cocks before. Some bigger than yours so no you didn't hurt me"

He glares at me hatefully, then pulls me to him, his lips against mine in a kiss

My arms move around his neck on their own, my body pressing against his, feeling his warm skin on mine

His fingers tangle in my hair as he kisses me silly, his tongue playing with mine

Turning us, he pushes me down on the bed, his hands pulling my pants and panties down as he kisses me

Once they're off, his hands push my legs open, him mouth leaving mine and attaching to my pussy

"Oh f-", I choke, his tongue delving into my hole, wiggling when it's inside

"Mm you taste good", he murmurs, sliding his tongue up and rubbing it against my clit

I feel my cunt get soaked, the pleasure intensifying

Lifting my head, I watch him use his tongue on me, his eyes closed, a look of pleasure on his face too

I hate to say it but he looks incredibly hot in between my legs

And his tongue is amazing, switching between using the tip and the flat of it, pressing hard then lightly, fast then slow

I fucking hate him for it

He kisses my pussy, then slides his tongue between my lips, moaning into me

"Fuck", I whisper, so turned on

His eyes open, staring intensely at me as his tongue drags up my pussy again and again

I can't tear my gaze from his, the heat coming from them making my body shiver

His hands squeeze my thighs hard, his mouth wrapping around my clit and sucking softly

"Oh my god", I moan, bliss wracking through my body, my hand pulling his ponytail out and sinking into his hair, holding on tightly

With each suck, he goes harder, keeping his tongue firmly against my clit with each move his mouth makes

I get lost in the pleasure, holding his head against my pussy, my body arching

He slurps desperately on my clit, the sound so erotic, the sight of his jaw sucking driving me crazy

The next suck has me coming, pleasure washing over me as I scream his name

He groans, sucking me through it, my body shaking against the mattress

As soon as I finish, he pushes my legs up, his tongue swirling around my hole, moaning, pleasure taking over again

"Fucking pussy cream tastes so fucking good", he groans, my brain malfunctioning at his words, as his tongue dives into my hole

My pussy clenches around it, his pretty moan reaching my ears

His tongue moves rapidly in and out, tongue fucking my pussy, the sounds it makes so obscene and....hot

His finger presses against my clit, rubbing as his tongue keeps going, the pleasure increasing and my pussy getting wetter

My fingers twist in his hair, I can't stop the moans falling from my mouth, the pleasure astounding

I swear no one has eaten me out this good before

It's like he knows just what to do to drive me insane

Which figures since he drives me fucking crazy all the time with his attitude and just his personality

Figures someone I hate knows how to eat pussy incredibly

Jerk

"Need you to come for me", he grunts, "Need to taste you again"

I groan, my hips moving against his face as he tongue fucks me, his fingers playing with my clit in time with our movements

"Mmm baby desperate to cum huh?", he murmurs between tongue thrusts, "Fucking my face like a good girl"

Shivers run up my back from hearing him call me good girl again

"Cum around my tongue now", he demands, "Now princess"

"Fuck, Wooyoung!", I cry, his tongue shoving all the way in as I release all over it, his fingers rubbing my clit the entire time

I lay there dazed after the pleasure fades, his tongue moving as he licks up all my cum

"Fuck princess", he says when he finishes, lifting his head up, his face so wet with juice and cum

God, he's so hot

"I think I need to eat your pussy everyday", he says, wiping his mouth

Yeah well after that, I'd let him

He moves over me, his mouth against mine, kissing me

Moving my arms around his neck, I kissed him back, hating how much I like his kisses

He moves my legs around him but before his cock can go in, I stop him

"Seriously?", he growls

I roll my eyes, "Lay down"

"Why?", he asks suspiciously

God, can't he just fucking be compliant for once?

I push him off me and roll him to his back, climbing in his lap

He smirks, "Oh you wanna ride me huh?"

"No shit", I tell him

"Are you any good at it?", he scoffs, "Because I've had girls talk a big game but they only lasted for less than five minutes"

"I'm good at it", I answer

I am

I love riding dick

Most of the time it's the only way I can cum during sex

Unfortunately Wooyoung doesn't seem to have a problem making me orgasm

Asshole

"Heard that before", he snorts, "If you suck, just tell me now and I'll fuck you instead of wasting time"

"I will ride your dick until you're crying and begging me to let you cum", I growl

"Ha!", he laughs, "That will never happen. I don't cry or beg while fucking. You will"

I admit I probably will because I'm not a big macho baby about it

If it feels really good, like overwhelmingly good, I've cried before

And after last time I have no doubt that he can make me cry from pleasure

But he definitely will too

"So will you"

"Negative"

"Uh- huh", I say, rolling my eyes

Guess I'll just have to prove it to him

Reaching between us, I hold his hard dick up and align him to my entrance

I sit on his dick, getting his head in, then continue sinking down

Slowly

Last time he just barreled in and yes it felt good but this time I want to feel every inch of his fat cock

As I push down, I wiggle my hips, taking him in, feeling the utter pleasure of his thick cock stretching my pussy wide open

Each inch makes me wetter, gives me more and more pleasure

And makes him moan loudly

I smile, watching the pleasure on his face as he slides in deeper

"Mm feels good baby?", I tease

"Yes", he breathes

"Feels so good. Guess you are good for something", I moan, bottoming him out, his head nestled against my spot, my pussy throbbing around him

I move my hips grinding and rocking on him, his head rubbing my spot, making bliss run up my spine

"Fat cock opening my pussy so well", I murmur, "Can wait to bounce on it"

"Yes fuck"

"Want that? Want me to bounce on this cock, make you feel so good?"

He nods, his hands gripping my hips, his hips pressing up, making sure his cock is buried inside me as much as he can be

And god, he fills me so perfectly

I loathe him for it

Rocking once more on his cock, I can't take it

I need to ride him

Leaning on his abs, I move my hips up, sliding all the way up his cock to his head

I squeeze his head tightly as I start sliding down his dick, clenching his length over and over as I move

"Oh fuck!", he cries, his eyes watching my pussy take him in

Bouncing on him, I start slow, slipping up and down, feeling every hard inch of his cock moving inside me

"Oh god", I cry, moving a little faster with each bounce, leaning back, my hands on his thighs

I feel my pussy get wetter and wetter with each stroke, the pleasure mounting

"God, I hate you for having such a good dick", I murmur, my body feeling hot, sweat all over me, "Hate how good you feel inside me"

He feels amazing, spreading my pussy wide open again and again, making me pulse around his incredibly hard shaft

My pussy devours his cock with each bounce, sucking him in so fucking deep, feel him in my stomach

It's pleasure like I've never felt before

"I hate you for having the perfect cunt", he groans, his eyes watching my pussy on him, "I hate how pretty your swollen lips look opening for my cock, hate that I love how much you cream my dick, hate how good your throbbing pussy feels"

I smirk

I like him hating all that about me

I like making him eat his words, making him realize he wants the person he hates more than any other girl

And he's gonna hate me even more when I make him cry and beg to cum

Moving my hands to his stomach, I bounce faster, grinding on his cock every time I take him in, making his fat head rubbing my spot

"Fuck Wooyoung", I say breathlessly, loving the way his eyes roam my body

Like he doesn't know where to look

It just turns me on more

"Want you to cum on me", he moans, his fingers squeezing my hips, "Please. Need to feel it"

"Oh you like how it feels?", I tease

Really though, I'm surprised at that

"Yes", he groans, "It feels so fucking good. Want it"

Well he's lucky, cause his cock is bringing me right there

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum", I moan, riding his cock harder, his head smacking my spot each time, my nails digging into his stomach, "Fuck Wooyoung, fuck"

Sliding down his cock, I lose it, climaxing, incredible bliss falling over me

"Fuck yes! Yes!", he yells as I ride the waves of pleasure his perfect cock is giving me

I hate that he gives me such incredible orgasms

Of course it has to be him

As I come down from it, he begs, "Fuck me. Please fuck me baby. Cum again for me"

Fuck, guess he really does like how my orgasms feel

"Ride me! Joanne ride me!", he yells, bucking his hips up, his head rubbing my spot

I begin moving again, slamming down his cock with each move, impaling my pussy on him

"Yes, fuck yes", he groans, his hands sliding up my body, wrapping around my boobs, "God you're so pretty. I fucking hate how pretty you are"

Yeah well the feeling is mutual

I hate how hot and good looking he is

He sits up slightly, his mouth wrapping around my nipple, sucking desperately, making my pussy gush around his length, the pleasure spiking

I moan loudly, my hand moving into hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands

He takes my free hand and moves it between us, pressing my fingers into my clit

"Play with yourself for me", he murmurs against my nipple

I don't think, my fingers moving on my clit right away as I bounce on him

The bliss shoots up, the pleasure from my clit making my cunt clench incredibly hard around his cock

His mouth switches to my other nipple, sucking on it, his fingers digging into my back as he holds me against him

I keep bouncing, just letting the euphoria wash over me, listening to his pretty moans

Moving off my boob, he lays back down, watching me, lust burning in his eyes

"Mmm yeah princess", he groans, "So pretty, playing desperately with your little clit. That pretty pussy is making such a big mess on me. Feels good?"

I nod, biting my lip, tears pricking the corners of my eyes

It feels so good, each bounce on his dick making my body shake uncontrollably

"So close baby", he murmurs, his eyes on my cunt, "Make yourself cum. Wanna see it, wanna feel it"

"Fuck Wooyoung!", I scream as astounding ecstasy wracks my body, tears running down my face, my fingers rubbing my clit as I bounce, my pussy squirting all over him

Oh my fucking god

His hands stay on my hips, bouncing me on his cock, getting me through it

I don't know which way is up, I can't do anything but feel

When I come out of it, I lean on his chest, catching my breath

"Good princess?", he asks

I look down at him, surprised to see softness in his eyes, his fingers softly running up and down my thigh

I nod, nothing snarky coming to mind to say

"Yeah baby", I answer

Then his smirk comes back and I roll my eyes

"Good. Ride me. I need to cum in your pussy"

I snort but I listen, for now, and bounce on him again

"I hate to admit it", he groans, "But you are so fucking good at riding cock"

I know

I move faster, making sure I clench on his cock the entire time I slip up and down, rocking on his dick once I bottom him out

It feels so good and from his moans it feels good for him too

I smirk, like seeing him in pleasure because of me

I don't stop riding him, his moans getting louder and louder, his body shaking in bliss

"I'm...I....I'm", he groans

I feel his cock throbbing, his fingers digging into my hips more with each bounce

"Fuck, fuck fuck", he cries

And I slide up and off his cock

"What happened?", he asks, looking dazed

"You can't cum so easily", I berate him, "Especially after insulting me and my cock riding abilities"

"You're fucking joking", he snaps

"Oh no sweetie", I smirk, "I said I was going to ride your dick until you're crying and begging me to cum. And that's what I'm going to do"

His eyes narrow, "That is not going to happen"

"Then you're not going to cum"

"Joanne!", he shouts

"Shh baby", I taunt, leaning over him and kissing his lips, "Yelling and whining will get you nowhere"

He glares at me as I get his cock back inside my pussy, this time rocking and grinding on his length, purposely tightening on him repeatedly while moving

His eyes lose the glare, becoming more and more fucked out with each circular move of my hips, groans spilling from him mouth

I smirk, leaning on his broad chest, feeling his soft skin under my hands

"Oh god", he cries, his cock pulsing again

And once again, I get off him and sit on his legs

"Fuck!", he roars, "Why?"

"You know why"

"Goddamn it!", he shouts, his body trembling from his denied orgasm

I wait a minute until he's relaxed enough then sit back on his cock, his whimpers so pretty as I ride him

I edge him three more times, his voice becoming more and more desperate, his body moving from trembles to shakes with each denial

And I'm fully enjoying torturing him like this

It's fun and it feels good for me at the same time

Taking him in again, I bounce short bounces, just sliding up slightly on his cock before slamming back down, clenching each time

His cock throbs almost immediately, he wants to cum so bad

"Don't get off", he begs, while I keep moving, rocking on him, pleasure in my body as well, "Please don't get off"

"But you said you're not going to beg", I smirk evilly

"I'll beg. I'm sorry. Please...ngggh... need to cum"

I laugh, grinding faster on him, "You don't need to cum. No one needs to orgasm"

"I want too! Please"

I tilt my head to the side, "Hmmm no"

"Why?", he yells, his cock so close

"Because you're not crying yet"

And I move off him, sitting on his abs

"No!", he shouts, tears bursting from his eyes, "No please. Baby please. I...I need you"

I smile, satisfied

"There we go", I coo, "Wanted to see those pretty tears"

Leaning over, I lick a tear running down his face, smirking at him as he sobs

"Please", he whimpers

I glance back at his cock, smirking at how much it's straining, how hard it is, his head red and slit crying cum

It makes me so much more horny too

Easing back onto his cock, I sit on him, clenching hard around him

"Please let me cum. Please. Fuck"

"Hmm", I smirk, cock warming him for a few seconds, "I wonder if Hongjoong knows that one of his members cries and begs to cum during sex?"

"I don't..I don't know"

"What do you think he'd say about that?"

"I don't know!", he wails, tears flowing freely down his face, "I don't care! I want you! Please! Bounce on my dick!"

"Like this?", I tease, sliding up to his head, then taking him all back in quickly

"Yes like that! Please like that"

"What will happen if I keep doing that?", I ask, bouncing again only one time

"I'm gonna cum!"

"Is that what you want?"

Another bounce

"Yes!", he yells

"Oh? Tell me what you want"

"Wanna cum", he sobs, his cock so hard inside me, my pussy throbbing as I use his cock to fuck my spot

"Where?"

"You're pussy!", he whines, "Wanna cum deep inside your pussy. Wanna fill you up. Want your pussy to milk my cock. Please"

"Hmmm", I laugh, riding his cock at a quicker pace, pleasure running through my veins as I watch him cry, "I may let you cum. But you have to wait until I cum again and only when I say you can"

"Yes, ok!", he nods, his breathing labored, the tears not stopping

"Ok then"

Leaning over him, I put my hands on his shoulders and I ride him hard, my bed hitting the wall over and over, my pussy impaling on his unbelievably hard cock over and over

"Fuck Woo. So good!", I cry, so close, "Baby's cock is so hard"

"I can't", he sobs, his nails digging into my hips, "I can't hold it"

"You have too", I demand, moving as fast as I can, the pleasure so fucking much

"Please cum", he chokes out, "Please baby, I can't...please cum"

Slamming down, his cock smashes my spot, stars blasting in my vision as I cum, ecstasy taking over my body

"Wooyoung!", I scream

"Oh god! Oh god! I...I...", he yells

"Cum for me Wooyoung", I whimper, the euphoria blinding me, "Fill my pussy baby"

"Joanne! Fuck!", he screams, holding me down on his dick as he explodes inside me, warm cum filling me fast

I watch him cum, the sight under me so fucking beautiful

His whole body shakes, a sheen of sweat all over him, his hair soaked, his head pushed back into the pillows

Ecstasy is all over his face, tears streaming from his eyes, his voice screaming my name repeatedly

His hips move up, keeping him buried deep inside me, his cum making me feel so satisfyingly full

"Yes Woo, all of it", I murmur, rocking on his dick again, "Give me all your cum baby"

He makes a choking crying sound as he finishes, his body slumping into the bed, his eyes closed, his chest heaving as he pants

"Good?", I ask

"Fucking....", he gasps, "Incredible. Intense. Best .....ever"

I giggle, lean over and kiss his cheek

Then I slide off him and lay down next to him, catching my breath too

He turns his head to me, his eyes opening, the pretty brown irises on me

"Don't tell anyone I cried or begged you", he demands

And just like that, he's an asshole again

"I won't", I snap

"Good", he growls

I roll my eyes, then turn away from him

Getting comfortable, I lay on my pillow and close my eyes

"I'm gonna leave"

"So go", I tell him

I really don't care

"Aren't you going to let me out?"

"No", I snort, "I'm sure you can find the way to the door"

"What about locking your door?"

"Leave it", I answer, just wanting him to be quiet

"What if I decide to stay?"

Oh Jesus

"So stay", I growl, "I don't care"

I just want to sleep

I don't care whether he leaves or not

"You're not really leaving me a choice. I'm not leaving your door unlocked all night"

"It's fine. Go if you want. Stay if you want"

"Do you want me to stay?"

That's it

"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep", I yell, so tired of hearing his big mouth, "Just shut up"

"Fine", he says

I feel him get up and honestly, a pang of disappointment that he's leaving hits my chest

Whatever, I'm not dwelling on it right now

I can freak out tomorrow if it's warranted

The light in the room turns off, then I feel a dip in the bed behind me as he gets back into it

His body presses against mine, his skin warm and soft, his arm wrapping around my waist, holding me against him

"I cuddle when I sleep with someone", he says softly

"It's fine", I say, my heart pounding a little faster, "Just go to sleep"

"Ok", he whispers, "Night"

"Night", I answer, ignoring how good it feels to be in his arms

It's just because I haven't slept next to someone in awhile

Anyone would feel good

Pushing the thoughts out of my head, I let the exhaustion wash over me and I wait for sleep

[shadowkoo]

A Sweet Mistake

→ Summary: Your boyfriend texts you something rather surprising that sends you spiraling through past memories.

↠ yeosang x f.reader | 1.1k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, angst, meet ugly au, (there’s also a dash of fluff bc why not)

→ Prompts: #32. “I dare you.” + #48. Sometimes you question how everything could have turned out if that day had gone differently.

→ Warnings: getting dumped via text, praise, being called a good girl (bc you are duh), talking on the phone while being fingered, Yeosang is kinda depicted as an dumb asshole but you’ll forgive me (and him) by the end lol

→ Author Note: Thank you for requesting @anyamaris I hope you enjoy! Learn more about my mini requests here. As always, all likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

Your phone dings, drawing your attention away from the book you’ve been devouring for the last hour. You blink several times before staring at the text you just received in total disbelief.

[ From Y♡ at 3:15 PM ]

‘I think we should break up’

A few seconds later another message pops up.

‘I’m sorry’

Your heart races as you reread both. He can’t be serious. No way. After how you spent all evening together? The fresh memory floods your mind…

- Flashback begins -

Yeosang smirks as his fingers curl inside you, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Wait, wait!” you rush as you reach for your ringing phone, “That’s my boss's ringtone.”

“Go on, answer it.” His eyes flare, “I dare you.”

You’re not one to back down from a challenge, so you do. And at that very same moment, his lips find their way around your already sensitive clit.

“H-Hello,” you answer shakily, “Yes Ma’am, your schedule? It’s been confirmed and emailed to you. Uh-huh. Yes, okay. Will do.” You answer your boss's questions quickly and silence your moans with a hand over your mouth as she rambles on about flights for her upcoming trip.

Your breath catches in your throat as the heat grows hotter in your lower belly, you’re almost there.

Yeosang groans as your walls begin to tighten around his fingers. “God, you’re perfect,” he whispers before licking you right where you need him. “Let go for me, baby.”

“I’ll look into it and get back to you!” you rush out, quickly hanging up before she’s suspicious, and come undone onto your boyfriend's fingers and mouth, leaving behind a soft sheen of your release.

“That’s my good girl. I love you.”

- Flashback ends -

And that was just the start of the night. So what changed between then and now? He suddenly doesn’t love you anymore?

That thought sends a sharp pain directly to your chest and tears well in your eyes while you type a message back to him.

[ Sent at 3:30 PM ]

‘Why??? What’s going on?’

[ From Y♡ at 3:31 PM ]

‘I just think it’s for the best…’

‘I’ll come by your place later to pick up my things.’

So his mind is already made up. It’s a good thing that your workday is almost over. You need to go home and cry. Maybe you’ll doordash some dinner and ice cream too. You certainly deserve it.

The ride home on the train is quick, and thankfully no one pays any attention to you as tears fall silently. And before you know it, you’re staring at a box half full of things that belong to Yeosang.

Your fingers play with the bracelet around your wrist, the one he bought you for your three-month anniversary. Its charms are a sun, strawberry, and pie slice, all of which are a small reminder of the day you first met.

- Second flashback begins -

The soft spring sunshine tickles your skin as you walk to the train station in the mid-morning light. The birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and it seems like it’s going to be a good day.

You smile. Not just a good day, a great day.

All of those happy thoughts come quickly crashing down when something from above smacks onto your head, easily knocking you down to the ground.

You gasp after the sudden impact. “Ow. What the fuck?” Your fingers reach up and touch something gooey that’s now covering your hair and face. “Ew.”

“Oh my god! Are you okay?” a stranger asks, kneeling down beside you to help. “Here, I’ve got a couple of napkins in my pocket. Let me help you.”

“What is it? Why is it warm and sticky?!” you panic, not sure exactly what to do in this situation.

“It seems to be a type of dessert? A strawberry pie, perhaps?”

“You’re kidding,” you groan. “So someone decided to just throw a pie out a window? The universe hates me.”

The kind stranger laughs, “Or maybe the universe thought you could use a little more sweetness in your life?”

“Unlikely, but thanks,” you say, using one of the napkins he handed you to wipe your eyes clean. You can see better now, he’s a cute stranger - if you have to be totally honest. Of course you would meet someone attractive in a ridiculous way like this. It’s just your luck.

You lick your lips, it’s tasty at least. “What a waste of good pie.”

“I can’t believe it landed directly on your head. I watch the whole thing happen in slow motion,” he says, struggling to hold back another laugh. “I’m Yeosang. Normally I don’t laugh at pretty girls who almost get knocked out by flying desserts, so my apologies.”

“Apology accepted. I’m Y/N, normally I don’t smell like I came directly out of a strawberry bake off but here we are.”

- Second flashback ends -

And that was the beginning of it all.

Sometimes you question how everything could have turned out if that day had gone differently. For instance, if you would have been slightly late to leave for work you wouldn’t be sobbing while packing up his things right now. Which is the last thing you thought you would be doing after falling so easily for him.

But you’ve never been one to beg for someone to stay. You’ve always said, if they wanna leave, let them.

‘He’s worth fighting for.’ The voice in your head practically screams at you. ‘Don’t give up so easily.’

Your doorbell chimes, breaking your thoughts and letting you know that he’s here. He has a key, which is how he normally lets himself in, but you guess things are different now.

You take a deep breath before opening the door, not sure what to expect exactly.

“Hi,” he smiles nervously and looks down at his hands which are holding…flowers? “Can we pretend the last four hours didn’t happen? I had a momentary freak-out and realized that texting you about breaking up was a mistake.”

“What?” your brows furrow in confusion.

“I still want to be with you. It just kind of hit me earlier how much I love you and I can’t imagine you not being in my life. But everyone leaves me at some point, and to make it hurt less I thought that by breaking up with you, it would make a future difficult thing less painful in the present.”

“Well,” you ask, crossing your arms. “Did it work?”

“No, I’m an idiot.”

“That may be true, but I love you anyway.” You hug him tightly and let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Next time you want to run because you’re scared, just remember that I will always love you, even when you make mistakes - like believing that I’m going to leave you.”

“Well, that’s good to know. I’m still sorry.”

“Good. You should be.”

©shadowkoo 2024. All rights reserved.

[hogans-heroes]

Next quick little prompt which I loved: More big brother Bucky and little brother Brady vibes!

****

“Stop it!”

“Oh come on.”

“I swear to god Brady if you don’t get off me right now…”

If that little menace thought he could crawl onto Bucky with his cold bony limbs while Bucky was trying to peacefully recline his bunk with a book, he had another thing coming.

“I’m fucking cold,” Brady whined.

“Why stick your ice hands on me, idiot? Go by the stove or something.”

“It’s crowded, everyone else is cold too and they’re bigger than me.”

Bucky shoved him away. “Then wrap your blanket around you like the rest of us.”

“I don’t have a blanket!”

“What do you mean you don’t have–”

“I just don’t, that one guard took it.”

“What did you do?”

“I don’t know! Looked at him wrong, I was pissed, whatever.”

“It’s not whatever, you need a blanket and…shit you are shivering.”

“I told you,” Brady muttered, expression irritated but lined with barely concealed exhaustion, and Bucky sighed.

“Alright, get in here,” he said, pulling back his blanket and bracing himself for getting his precious warmth leeched. Sure he wanted to help, but that didn’t mean he had to be happy about it. 

“Buck!” he snapped, making a blond mess of hair pop up at the other end of the bunk row. “Find that asshole guard. Get Brady’s blanket or at least a new one—shit your hands are freezing, no you can’t put them on my stomach you demon!—but watch yourself, take DeMarco for backup.”

“Don’t,” muttered Brady, embarrassed. “It’s fine.”

“Can’t hear you over your teeth chattering.”

“Shut up.”

Brady tried to say more but his voice broke into hacking coughs, too deep in the chest for Bucky’s liking.

“That sounds bad.”

“I’m ok.”

“Uh huh.”

A pause, then “…Are you cuddling me?”

“Shut it stupid, you want to be cold again?”

Brady kept his mouth shut.

[spaceshipellie]

Prompt: don’t talk to strangers or you might fall in love

Ellie plssss mb like a slow burn, angst bc Ellie isn’t ready to be vulnerable leading to fluff to smut 💗

Can be tlou universe or modern

“don’t talk to strangers or you might fall in love”

pairing: ellie x reader

summary/warnings: modern au, situationship, emotionally unavailable ellie, angst then fluff

you never meant to fall for her. her laugh, her smile, the way she kissed you hello and goodbye, touched you when no one was around. you knew she would never see you as anything more than “fun” and you promised yourself you could handle it. now, you could only scoff at your foolishness.

she hadn’t made it easy to keep her at arms length though. she was a magnetic force and a stab in the back all in one. the way she’d contradict her soft touch by telling you, “you know i’m not ready for a relationship, baby.” the way she’d contradict her distant behaviour by telling you, “i’ve never met anyone like you, you make me so happy.”

to say it didn’t hurt would be a lie, but you felt responsible for getting involved in the first place. which is why you had never said anything before tonight.

“you’re so fucking selfish!” you screamed.

“i’ve always been upfront with you about what i want, not my fault you can’t handle it,” she screamed back.

“well, i think you’re a liar.”

“oh do you?”

you both stood on opposite sides of her living room. the lighting dim with half drunk rum and cokes on the coffee table.

“yeah, i do. you’re so afraid, ellie. you put on this big, tough act and pretend you don’t care at all but that’s impossible.”

“i don’t need to pretend.” her voice was low and tense. it was jarring compared to your shrill tone.

“so nothing since we met ever meant anything to you?”

“that’s not what i said.”

“then what the fuck are you saying? huh?”

god, part of you wanted to throttle her. she huffed and dragged a hand down her face.

“why the fuck are you bringing this up? i thought we were good.”

“because i don’t know how to read you, ever! and i’m sick of making myself feel like an idiot.”

“i’m not trying to make you feel like an idiot.”

“that’s awfully big of you,” you snapped.

“jesus, fuck. what do you want from me?”

you paused and shook your head. you felt sick and honestly wished you hadn’t said anything. but then you would have spent another six months in silence, tearing yourself up about your feelings.

“i just… i know you never wanted anything serious and neither did i but,” you stopped.

“but what?”

“but… i don’t know, after this long i thought that maybe…”

“i’d have feelings for you?”

your head snapped up to look at her.

“oh, don’t be fucking mean. seriously ellie, i’m not in the mood.”

“i’m not, i mean…” she stopped.

“what?”

silence.

“just tell me otherwise i’ll just leave and you can be on your own like you always want to–“

“i might…” she cut you off. you waited, impatiently.

“i think i might,” she twisted her sweaty hands together, “like you.”

you stared at her, dumbfounded.

“don’t mess with my head, ellie, i swear.”

“i’m not,” she rushed over to you and took your hands.

“i know what i said when we first met and at the time it was true, i didn’t want anything serious,” she took in a shaky breath, “but things have changed and if i’m being honest with you, it scares the shit out of me.”

you looked at her wavering eyes. “why?”

“because i’m not, i wouldn’t, i’m scared i’d fuck it up if we got serious and i wouldn’t want to do that to you.”

you let her confession soak in, thinking carefully about how to respond. you didn’t want to just leap into her arms like a lost puppy but you also wanted what she was saying to be true.

“please say something?” she pleaded after your long silence.

“ellie, i understand being scared, i’m scared! but you shouldn’t let that hold you back from what you want.” your stomach dropped in anticipation.

“i want to be with you, properly.”

she lifted your hands up to wrap around her neck and placed her own on your waist. you tried not to smile too hard just yet.

“is that you asking me to be your girlfriend?”

“yes,” she smiled and you kissed her. she held you closer as you deepened it.

“is that you saying yes?” she mumbled against your lips.

“yes.”

an: i didn’t write it leading to smut but you can imagine that’s where it was heading. hope you like it <3

[lowkeyrobin]

Hiii its the anon that asked for cellbit last time Back Again To Request More Cellbit!!

Maybe cellbit hyping up reader who just started streaming? :D (also i love your writing So Much omg)

hiii omg I missed you!! I love this prompt 🙏🙏 ; thank you for the compliment!! I appreciate it a lot 🫶🫶

CELLBIT ; stream starting soon

summary ; he hypes you up :)

warnings ; language, cringe, pet names (darling)

genre ; fluff

word count ; 737

masterlist

"Are you gonna stream tonight, darling?" Cellbit stands in the doorway, looking over at you while you sit at your desk, designing a new stream starting soon page.

You shrug, "Maybe. I wanna get this done first, animation was never my strong suit" You reply, clicking your tongue as you flip to the next frame to color.

He nods, stepping closer to get a better look, standing beside you. "Looks great so far"

You shrug again and mumble, "It's super choppy, I don't really like it"

He crouches down a bit, reaching your eye level, "I think it's amazing, and I love the color scheme. It doesn't matter if it's not over a thousand frames per second, Y/n/n. You should do whatever makes you happy and satisfied though, you dont have to stream because I suggested you might like it"

"I do want to, I just don't know what I'm doing and I don't know what people think of me" You say, placing your headphones down on the desk next to your keyboard so you can properly listen to him.

He tilts his head a bit, his facial muscles relaxing to talk to you a little more softly. "Well, I think, no, I know-" He says, correcting himself, "-that people think think you're a wonderful, kind, and most importantly, gorgeous person"

You're unable to hide the smile tugging at your lips as you reply to him. "Shut up, Cell"

"What? Why? Cause you're scared of the truth?" He teases, running a hand through his hair again.

"Nuh-uh"

"Yeah-huh!" He chuckles, "You're the most beautiful, caring, compassionate, truthful, and loyal person I've ever met. I, ever since I met you, have been convinced that some supernatural force sent you to me because you're the light of my life."

"Be quiet," You chuckle, hiding your face in your hands.

"No! You need to know how much your fans and I all love you." He smiles with a light chuckle, standing in between your legs as he wraps his arms around you, embracing you in a hug.

You accept the gesture, sitting forward in your chair a bit for him to not fall on top of you because of the uneven weight ratio as he was pushing back on your chair a bit before. He rubs your back as you hold on to him tightly, taking some deep breaths to calm yourself down a bit.

He pulls away once he hears you exhale for the last time and gives you a light smile. "Everyone adores you, at least I do, and you're gonna be an epic streamer just like yours truly." He giggles. "I do think you should put us in the Seedot art style in the corner, though"

"Oh my God, I should've thought of that! I knew it looked to blank! Thank you!"

He smiles, seeing you get to work on drawing the two of you for your new stream starting soon page. You animated a little bit of choppy movement and some hearts above you guys, floating so high that they popped at the top of the screen.

Once you finished, which he grabbed a nearby chair to watch you work on, he gave you a round of applause and a kiss on the cheek. He was trying to hype you up, also because you were planning to go live right after and play Jackbox with him, Quackity, Roier, Philza, and Charlie Slimecicle. You hadn't talked to them much, but you knew enough that they were all cool people, and you'd be happy enough to stream with them and get to know them and their humor some more.

"Told you it looks great." He cheesily smiles next to you, resting a hand on your shoulder as you sit back. "Do you need me to do a silly dance to make you a little more happy?"

You roll your eyes, staying silent as you cross your arms and pout. He stands up, turns your LED lights to the changing/multicolor setting, changes the tab to your Spotify, and plays a song to dance and sing along too. He spins your chair around and yells out compliments to you frequently before you start laughing with him, joining in on his antics.

"I'm hyping you up so much right now!" Cellbit smiles, spinning you around the room.

You laugh, "You sound like a Millennial using Gen-Z humor, stop!"

[uswnt5]

Everyone’s good energy really helped me yesterday so thank you. I’ll try to make this as brief as possible lol. I’d like to say that being a weekday and knowing we both worked the next day I didn’t think we’d spend the night together. She picked me up and brought me flowers which was so cute and all but I don’t own a fucking flower vase so I put them in a mixing bowl before leaving. She looked stunning! We grabbed dinner and then we went to a board game house. She insisted we play jenga again and I won one of the three times we played🤣 The place was pretty spacious and so we were pretty much alone in our corner. We got to talking and she asked me if I voted. I told her I did and she asked me for who. In my head I was like *bro this is about to go south* I told her I voted Harris Walz and she said “oh thank god, I thought i was going to have to cut the date short but thankfully not” and then I was like “huh got big plans”, bro she gave the EYES. We played a couple more bored games because I unfortunately do not know how to play any of the card games she wanted *I felt so much shame 🙃 like I don’t remember how to play go fish*

We walked around for a bit holding hands and it was all really nice. She’s so smart and kind. She drove me back home and I invited her in. I give her a tour of my place and on my desk she picks up the postcard that ACFC handed out at the last home game. And I let her to see if it prompts up her knowing of the team or recognizing Christen. YOO she says “I know her! I’ve seen her naked” when I tell you I cracked tf up. I asked her why and she tells me she lived in Chicago for two years and her friend took her to a Red Stars game!! I was like omg wth! I guess she saw CP and told her she was hot and as a birthday gag gift the friend gifted her Christen’s body issue and she kept it since then. I was like “wow what a coincidence I also think she’s hot” I then gave her a brief rundown on why I have the postcard, Christen, and being an ACFC STH. She doesn’t know woso and that game was her first but if things work out I’ll make sure it isn’t her last 👀

We chilled and then slept together 😩 I told her to stay because it was pretty late (or early depends how you look at it). She agreed and then we went out to her car and she had an overnight bag stashed in her trunk with her night stuff and clothes for work 🤭 I told her “ wow you came prepared” and we went inside got ready for bed and she did her whole night time skin care routine in the bathroom and it felt so nice doing such mundane stuff with someone. We cuddled and when I woke up this morning around 6:45 she was gone no note or text. I was like okay wow and she calls me 30 min later to open the door. SHE SHOWED UP WITH A FUCKING FLOWER VASE from the Vons a couple blocks from my place, looking so gorgeous in her clothes for work. I made some omelets and smoothies for breakfast. And then we both got ready and went about leaving for work.

I have now changed my plans and will be watching the pink flops game tomorrow night at my place with her. I’m just hoping they don’t let me down tomorrow because depending on how the game goes I could very well give her the ick. 🤣 I asked her out for the 2nd date on Sunday, so feel free to leave suggestions. thank you all for your interest in this

P.s I need advice on when to tell her I’m not out to my family 😔

-Age gap body issue french toast hookup anon

Oh my fucking god anon you hit the JACKPOT with this one! lol wow, I am very impressed with her game! How sweet is it that she went to get you a vase!

So happy for you! Sounds like you really like her and she CLEARLY really likes you! All these shows of effort! I tell ya, the dream!

Here you go, anons. I know you've been waiting on an update lmao!

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Unexpected 37

Sequel to Unsolicited

Warnings: non/dubcon, pregnancy, pegging, Lloyd being the worst, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You lazily eat the penne, noodle by noodle, from the plate balanced on your stomach. The evening air cools as Suzanne sits close by, her pasta mostly untouched as she sips non-alcoholic wine from a glass.

Lloyd has been elusive since his return, though you've heard some telltale banging. He continues to haunt you like some Poe horror.

"I couldn't do it," Suzanne trills, "I can barely stand more than an hour with the jackass and I get paid to."

"Mmm, yeah, wasn't exactly my first choice, but accidents happen. Actually, you know him, no such thing as an accident, more a lack of accountability."

"Oh, ew," she scrunches her nose, "he didn't strike me as the baby type." 

"Me either which is why… well, nevermind."

You spear another noodle and carefully angle it past your lips, trying not to dribble any sauce. It's been a while since you had someone you could just talk to. Dottie is a great support but she's still Lloyd's mother.

"What?" She prompts as she leans her chin in her hand.

"Oh, you know, I'm the mother. Means I'm gonna be doing all the work. And why? Because he thought it would be fun… he gets to have the shiny bright moments and I'll be changing diapers and cleaning up puke."

"Typical," she snarls. "Never likes to get his hands dirty."

She takes another sip of wine and she slowly puts the glass down. Her lips slant as a thought sparks in her eyes. She points at you and clicks her tongue.

"What happened with the mustache?"

"What do you mean?"

"He shaved. Months ago. Was that you?"

You cackle as you recall that. It was rather amusing to witness the shame and panic of his drunken mistake. You rest your fork against the rim of the plate.

"Did it himself. Got blitzed off his face and just, shoop, gone," you make a motion above your lip, "idiot."

“Ha, wow. Damn. I was hoping you had a bit of vengeance on the prick. I mean… you still could. Wait til he falls asleep…” she smirks, “you know once, were were on a flight and I probably could’ve done it.”

“I’m already expecting one baby, I don’t need another,” you scoff. “Here, can you get this?”

You lift the plate and hold it out to her. She’s quick to take it and puts it beside her own. You plant your hands on the sides of the chair and grunt, pushing yourself up with excruciating effort. You manage to sit forward, breathless.

“Jeez, you need help?” She hovers near you.

“Probably,” you struggle to turn your legs over the edge.

“Is it really that miserable?” She asks.

“What? Being with him?”

“I mean, that too, but being pregnant,” she offers her arm.

“Eh, it’s just the cherry on top of an already stacked shit sandwich.”

“I see why he’s with you,” she snorts, “you are both very creative. Disgustingly so.”

You roll your eyes and grab onto her arm. Before you can stand, you hear your name. Not ‘peaches’, not ‘baby face’, not ‘sweet cheeks’, your name. Lloyd stomps out, waggling his finger.

“Suzanne, step away from my wife.”

“Huh?’

 Suzanne twists to face Lloyd, “Christ, I’m helping her.”

“No, you’re not,” he storms down, shoulder back, nostrils flaring, “she’s not supposed to be walking around.” He comes up to you and puts his palm up to stop you, “I’ll take care of her.”

“Lloyd, I can make it inside.”

“The doctor said–”

“God, I know what the doctor said,” you hiss.

“So listen. Neither of us wanna end up back in the hospital, now do we?”

You sigh. You and Suzanne share a look. You recognise the dull twinkle in her eye. You’re kindred spirits. Cursed with the nuisance of this man, only she gets to walk away.

“So, Suzanne,” Lloyd plants a hand on your shoulder as he faces his colleague, “you on your way out?”

“Um, I guess, but–”

“That’s great, I don’t need to show you out, do I?”

She smiles dryly and tilts her head, “not at all. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Lloyd sputters.

“Oh yeah, we’re doing lunch, right, babe?” She looks at you expectantly.

Your brows lift and you take a second to register what she’s doing. You nod. “Uh, yep, yeah, that’ll be great.”

“Peaches, you should be relaxing. You’re all tense,” Lloyd squeezes your shoulder, “I can feel it–”

“So that probably means she needs a nice back rub, huh,” Suzanne suggests with a devilish glint in her eye.

Lloyd clucks, “yeah, I guess it does so… leave.”

Suzanne chuckles. She raises her palms and backs away. “Fine, I’ll fuck off. For now.”

Lloyd sneers at her as she slowly turns and she struts off proudly, fishing in her pocket until her car chirps and unlocks. You watch her get in and deflate, just a little. It’s just you and him. Again.

You shrug Lloyd’s hand away and rub your stomach, keeping one hand on the lounger. As Suzanne backs down the driveway, you issue a glum sigh. Without her to distract you, you feel ever pang and pinch in your muscles.

“Alright, where to?” Lloyd faces you.

“Huh?”

“Sofa, bath… bed?” He winks, “I think I could help ease the tension.” 

“Just… inside,” you mutter, “please.”

He pauses. You avoid his gaze as you look out across the yard. It’s only then the heavy epiphany settles over you. This place is a prison. It’s the last place you’ll live for the rest of your life. With him and soon his child. You’ll never be without a warden to keep you in line.

“Alright,” he bends and scoops you up, slowly, with effort. You feel horrible as he turns cautiously, steps stunted and stiff. 

“Lloyd, you’re going to hurt yourself doing this,” you hook your arm around his shoulders and try to ease the weight.

“I’m fine,” he grunts as he gets to the door.

You reach for the door to open it. He turns and sidles in awkwardly. It’s a tight shuffle but he makes it inside. He carries you back to the living room and sits you on the couch. He stands, cheeks tinged and forehead sweaty.

“Tea?” He offers.

“No,” you recline with a groan, “why are you being nice?”

“I’m your husband.”

“You were yelling at me an hour ago.”

“Because I’m worried.”

“About me or the baby?”

He sniffs and grips his hips, “both.”

“Eh, sure,” you dismiss him flatly, “I just wanna lay her. Alone.”

“Well that’s not going to happen,” Lloyd states.

“Of course,” you grumble.

“I am going to rub your back and you’re going to relax. You need to, peaches, for yourself as much as the kid.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you mutter. “Really, don’t bother–”

He pushes you up, grasping your shoulders as he angles onto the couch behind you. He sits between you and the arm, hooking his leg around you as he settles in. He rolls his thumbs into you, forcing a moan from your lips as you muscles contract in response.

“Feels good?” He asks.

“Erm,” you refuse to indulge him.

“Come on, baby face.”

You’re quiet as you hang your head forward. You’ll enjoy it but you don’t have to admit it. You hug your stomach as he slides his hands down your back, pressing his knuckles into each knot.

“Do you always have to ruin everything?” You ask at last.

“What?”

“Chase away everyone. What am I not allowed to have friends?”

“What–”

“If you don’t want me… like this,” you gesture helplessly, “you have to give me something, anything, that doesn’t make me absolutely miserable.”

He exhales and his hands keep moving. You let your head drift to the side as you laze into his touch.

“You don’t know Suzanne. She’s… well, she’s a lot like me.”

“Funny, cause she said the same about me.”

“Oh, really,” he scoffs.

“Yeah, think you’ve rubbed off on me.”

“Hell yeah I have,” he snickers, “rub off to you and over you, on you…”

“Would you– do you ever just stop?”

He hums and puffs out through his nose, “alright, peaches, you’re right. You can’t be all alone all the time. Just…keep those walls up. You got good instincts.”

“Mmm, yeah, just bad luck.”

[bloodibambiidoll]

Okaaay I had to do one more prompt for @oneforthemunny summer writing game because this idea came to me then she gave me an idea to make it even better and this was born!

🃏 Wild card- Rockstar!Eddie comes to visit NepoBaby!Reader while she’s on vacation in Nantucket, they go out on her dads boat and things get spicyyyy and then maybe just a litttleee sweet afterwards.

Contains: spanking, choking, dom/sub dynamics, degradation, unprotected sex, they make a sex tape y’allll. Lmk if I missed any!!

A/N: I put my whole pussy into this, I did RESEARCH on Nantucket lol and ngl I was actually really nervous writing this one, I feel like while still being a reader insert Nepo baby has so much personality and is more of a character of her own I was pretty intimidated, I hope I did them Justice! Also low key got this idea because of Pam and Tommy and I feel like this is 1000% something they would do lol

18+NO MINORS PLEASE

You and Farrah had been in Nantucket for two weeks now, staying in the house your dad owned at the cliffside beach club. It was nice, the house was two stories and had two king sized ensuites, a nice kitchen, living room and extra guest room upstairs. There were an abundance of large windows giving amazing views, and a deck out back that led down to a private beach. You were having a lot of fun, going to the spa in the club, having evening drinks at the bar there. Town was only a mile away and you had spent some time checking out the restaurants and nice boutiques there.

It was all great, but there was something missing, something you didn’t want to admit to anyone let alone yourself. Before you left you told Eddie where you were staying and let him know he was welcome to come if he felt like it. You were kind of regretting that now because you offered a hand to him and he hadn’t even bothered to call or confirm if he was coming or not. You tried to convince yourself you didn’t really care if he came or not, but it felt like something shifted the last time you saw him, and as hard as you try your mind keeps wandering back to him.

You were sitting out on the back deck having a smoke and enjoying the nice view of the beach, just enjoying a moment of silence while Farrah was still sound asleep in her room. You didn’t have much planned for the daytime today which honestly was nice, you figured you would lounge around the house and then go check out that club downtown you and her had been talking about going to. Maybe you could flirt with some cute surfer boy or something to get your mind off Eddie. But as if on cue, you heard banging on the front door.

You were a little confused because you hadn’t been expecting anyone, and if it was someone who worked at the club they wouldn’t be knocking like the fucking cops. You got up from your chair after stubbing out your cigarette, when you were walking through the house they knocked again, louder this time. Farrah came out of her room looking groggy and half asleep “who the FUCK is knocking like that!?” You didn’t respond, just walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. To say you were surprised by who you saw standing on the porch was an understatement.

You ripped the door open “Jesus fucking Christ, did you seriously have to BANG on the door?” You rolled your eyes and scoffed. “Well, I’m happy to see you too Princess” As if you manifested him by trying to get your mind OFF him there was Eddie, Gareth standing next to him. Before you had a chance to say something snarky back Farrah came up behind you “OH MY GOD!! Gareth!? What are you doing here!?” She lunged herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a peck on his lips before dragging him inside. “How come I don’t get a greeting like that, huh? I thought we were making progress but apparently you still need an attitude adjustment.” He grabbed your jaw in his hand, smushing your lips together and giving you that stupid smug look he gets.

You couldn’t help it, you rolled your eyes at him and pushed his hand away “I just wasn’t expecting you is all, I figured you would CALL, not just show up unannounced.” He stepped closer to you, getting in your face and wrapping his hand around your neck “I wanted to fucking surprise you but if you’re going to be a fucking brat the entire time I can leave right now.” He squeezed your neck a little tighter “Now, are you going to be a good girl or not?” You felt your resolve crumble, you couldn’t resist his dominance as much as you wanted to pretend you weren’t happy he was here you would rather admit it than have him leave “I-I’ll be good, I promise” you looked at him with those big round eyes, that look on your face when you submit to him driving him crazy. “Good, that’s what I like to hear.” He surprised you by placing a quick kiss on your lips before releasing your neck and pushing past you to get inside.

He took a look around the place before saying “You gonna give me the tour of daddy’s fancy beach house princess? Show me where our bed is?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you had to physically hold back the eye roll at how much of a dork he could be when he wasn’t being a giant fucking asshole “OUR bed? Who said you were sleeping with me? There’s another room upstairs, you can sleep there.”

“Yeeeahh okaaay whatever you say, guess since I have my own room I can go find some cute tourist or small town beach babe that wants to spend the night with a rockstar” you hated that it made you jealous to hear him say that, but he came here for YOU and you were not sharing him on this trip. “FINE, my room is down the hall on the left” you crossed your arms and looked away from him, not wanting to see his face when he knew he won. He put his hand on your cheek much more tender than you would expect from him to get you to look at him “that’s what I thought, I knew that would work.” He patted your cheek and winked at you before turning down the hall to your room.

You walked into your room to see his bags on the ground and him starfished in the large king size bed. He turned to his side when he saw you walk in, resting his hand on his palm “Sooo, how’s your trip been so far?” He smiled at you, and fuck you hated how cute he looked in your bed with that dumb smile on his face. “It’s been really nice actually. We have checked out some of the restaurants and shops in town, other than that we’ve mostly been relaxing. We were thinking about checking out the club tonight though.” You came and sat down on the bed next to him, crossing your legs. “How have you been?” It felt weird, just asking each other how you were doing but at the same time it kinda was nice. “I’m fine, I didn’t really do much the last few weeks. Worked on some music and hung with the guys mostly. I thought about coming sooner but I figured you guys might want some girl time.” Hearing that warmed your heart a little, he thought about coming to see you sooner but was considerate enough to give you time with your friend. It was kind of sweet.

“Yeah, we’ve had a good time so far… I’m glad you came though, gotta give you that Nantucket summer experience like I said I would.” You couldn’t look him in the eyes when you said it, you weren’t really sure if the heart to heart you had last time you saw him meant anything to him or if it was just a momentary crack in both your walls but you decided to be the one to test the waters first “Yeah? You’re glad I came? Did you miss me baby?” His tone was only slightly taunting when he said it so you took a chance to look up into his eyes and when you did it wasn’t what you were expecting, he was smiling at you, with the tiniest hint of a twinkle in his eyes underneath the usual smugness.

“Don’t let it go to your head Munson, maybe I just wanted some dick and none of the guys here are cute.” “You missed me because no one can fuck you like I can, which basically means you missed me with extra steps.” He pushed your hair off your shoulder, running his hand down your arm and tracing little circles on the back of your hand, sending shivers through your body at the out of character gentle gesture. “it’s okay if you missed me, you can admit it, I kinda missed you too. Plus you promised me a rich girl summer vacation and I’m going to fuck you on every surface of daddy’s beach house” that had you clenching your thighs and biting your lip. “We should definitely do that, but for now I have a better idea. Do you know how to drive a boat?”

•

That’s how you ended up where you are now, your dad’s boat parked off to the side of a cliff far out of view, straddling Eddie on the seat in the back, your bikini top pushed to the sides so your tits were out, grinding down on him with only the material of your swimsuits between you. “Look at my little slut grinding on my cock so desperately, it’s kinda pathetic, I’ve barely even touched you and you’re already fucked out.” You wanted to argue with him, tell him to fuck off, but he wasn’t wrong, you were desperate for him. He looked so hot with his shirt off, skin shiny and slick with sweat and sunscreen, even the stupid black skull print swim trunks he was wearing were doing it for you.

He suddenly gripped your hips hard enough to get you to stop moving and tapped the side of your thigh “Up. I have a surprise for you, before this goes any further I wanna get it.” You huffed and slid off him with a groan, crossing your arms and looking up at him with an annoyed look. “I just told you I had a surprise for you and you’re giving me a fucking attitude? Seriously? What happened to being my good girl on this trip? Stay. I’ll be right back.” He turned around and walked into the little room that was under the deck, when he came back he had a devious look on his face and was proudly holding a video camera in his hands.

“Eddie, if that’s what I think it’s for I’m NOT doing it. You don’t deserve to have unlimited spank bank material of me.” He walked over to you and bent down so his face was level with yours “Don’t act like the idea of me jerking off to our sex tape in the back of the bus on tour doesn’t turn you on.” Fuck. You didn’t even take the time to picture it but you definitely were now and he could see it in your eyes. “Fuck. Fine.” He stepped back from you and rocked back and forth on his heels “Mmm I guess you don’t want to then, nevermind.” He turned to walk away and you let out a frustrated sigh “God damn it. Okay, yes, I want to make a sex tape with you.” He walked back over to you and grabbed your throat, not really squeezing yet just sending a message “Not good enough, I guess you don’t really want to.” He shrugged.

“Okay I’m sorry! Please! Please make a sex tape with me Sir, it would be so hot, I want it.” He smiled down at you and released your neck.

“That’s what I thought. Turn around and bend over.” You did as he said, leaning over the bench seat with your ass in the air. You heard the beep of the camera as he started to record and felt chills run down your body. You shouldn’t want to be doing this with HIM, but god there’s no one else in the world you’d do this with and you hated it. You felt his hand come down on your head, gliding down your body until he reached the hem of your bikini bottoms “mmm look at you, I’m going to fucking ruin you” he said before he ripped your bottoms down to your knees and delivered harsh slaps to both your ass cheeks in the same moment. “I think you deserve a little punishment for how you greeted me earlier, what do you think?” You turned your head back to look at him “I think I was just surprised to see you and you’re being dramatic that I didn’t drop to my knees on the porch in front of you the second I saw you.”

He turned the camera off and set it next to you, grabbing your hair at the base of your neck and yanking it so your head was tilted up towards him “I thought you were going to be a good little slut for me? I don’t want you being sassy on my sex tape, get yourself in line or we are done. I’ll drive this boat back to the dock right now.” You whimpered and clenched your thighs together. “fuck! Okay, okay, I’m sorry I’ll be good. I swear I really will this time, sir.” He released your hair, pushing your upper half down so you were bent over again before he grabbed the camera. “I’m going to start recording again, this is your last warning, be good or I’m stopping everything. I’m serious.” You whimpered “Okay, okay, I’ll be good”

“That’s what I thought.” You heard him turn the camera back on before you felt his hand running down your back “Now, here’s what’s going to happen… I’m going to punish you for being a fucking brat and if you take it like the good girl I know you CAN be I’ll make you cum as many times as I see fit. How’s 15 sound?” He grabbed one of your ass cheeks and squeezed it tightly, jiggling it around “T-that sounds fine, however many you think I deserve, sir.”

“Okay, count.” His hand came down on your ass cheek hard, sending you jolting forward. “One.” Two even harder smacks came down on one cheek and you counted them both. Your sensitive exposed nipples rubbed against the seat in a painfully delicious way with each strike, adding to the pleasure. His hand came down over and over, smacking harder each time and you counted every single one. “How many is that, princess? Or are you too dumb to keep count?”

“T-twelve, it’s twelve” you were barely able to talk at this point, only able to keep count because you knew at the end of this you would get to cum. “Good fucking girl, only three more.” The next one was the hardest one yet, your ass raw and red at this point “T-thirteen” another on the same cheek just as hard had tears falling from the corners of your eyes “Fourteen!!” He brought his hand down on your abused ass a final time “FIFTEEN!!” You moaned loud and long, letting your tense body relax as you took a deep breath.

He rubbed your raw cheeks with his hand that wasn’t holding the camera and bent down to place a kiss on each one “Good girl. Turn around.” You did as you were told, carefully sitting down on your raw ass as you looked up at him. He looked fucking edible, looking down at you like you were his prey. One hand running over the very obvious bulge in his trunks, the other holding the camera you nearly forgot about. His hand not holding the camera came to hold your face, running his thumb across your bottom lip. You looked up at him through your lashes and took his digit in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. “Fuuuck, I want your mouth on me baby.” You didn’t even respond, just reached for the tie on his swim shorts and started pulling them down.

His cock sprang free, hard and leaking. The seat was the perfect height, his cock level with your face. You pushed yourself up on your knees and flicked your tongue out, tasting his precum. You wrapped your hand around his base before taking the head in your mouth and treating it the same as you had his thumb a moment ago. When you looked up at him, he was looking down at you, pointing the camera at your face. “God damn, you look so fucking sexy sucking my cock. I’m gonna keep this video for fucking ever Jesus Christ.” He thrusted forward, causing you to gag a little. You pulled off of him to catch your breath for a moment before smirking up at him and taking all of him in your mouth at once, pulling all the way off and repeating the action. “Fuck my face, use me” he let out a growl before putting his hand on the back of your head and thrusting his cock deep into your throat.

You were gagging and drooling around him, your spit dripping down your chin and onto his balls. “Holy fucking shit, your mouth is so fucking good” he thrust a few more times before pulling you off by your hair. “Okay if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum down your throat and I really want to cum in that tight little pussy instead.” You were so desperate for him to touch you at this point you ripped your bikini the rest of the way off and laid back on the bench, spreading your legs for him. He groaned at the sight, your pussy was slick, your thighs sticky. He stood over you, pointing the camera at your naked body. Running his hand up your calf, to your thigh, until he finally reached where you wanted him most. “Look how fucking wet you are for me” he ran a finger through your folds gathering your slick before circling around your aching clit, causing you to moan in relief.

He suddenly shoved two fingers knuckle deep inside you and started fucking you with them hard and fast “OH FUCK! Oh my god, yes. That feels so fucking good.” He brought his thumb to your clit while he continued to move his fingers in and out of you. You were so sensitive from his teasing you already felt your orgasm building. “You’re gonna cum ALREADY? I can feel your little pussy tightening around my fingers.” You whimpered in response, moving your hips to meet his fingers each time they thrusted into you. “Y-yes gonna c-cum gonna cum” you babbled out before your orgasm came crashing down on you. You writhed and twitched against Eddie’s hand while he fucked you through it. He pulled his fingers from you and brought them to his mouth, rolling his eyes back and moaning at the taste.

“God, you taste so fucking good. I need more. Take this.” He pushed the camera into your hands before pulling you by your legs into a sitting position and kneeling between them. You turned the camera toward him, truly understanding how hot this was now that you were the one recording him. He looked up at you while he licked along your slit, circling your clit with this tongue before sucking it into his mouth. “Oh my godddd” you moaned and threw your head back, the hand not holding the camera shooting down the grab onto his hair. You felt his fingers circling your entrance before he pushed them inside you. He sucked your clit and pumped his fingers in and out of you pushing you close to the edge again already. You pulled on his hair harder, causing him to groan into your pussy and that was it, you came hard, rocking your hips against his face. “Oh god, oh fuck, your mouth is so good fuck” he pulled away once he was sure you were done cumming and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

He took the camera from you and turned it towards you again, running his hand down your cheek and squeezing your lips together, tipping your head from side to side. You looked up at him with glassy eyes, feeling hazy but still so desperate for him. “I guess you can be a good girl after all. Bend back over, I want to record my cock going in and out of that tight little pussy from behind.” You eagerly flipped over, arching your back so your ass was as far in the air as it could go, wiggling your hips for him. You felt him come up behind you, running his big hard cock through your folds before thrusting into you in one motion. You were so wet, so ready for him, he was hardly met with any resistance.

He started pounding into you hard and fast, a bruising grip on your hip with one hand, still recording with the other. “Fuck, you’re always so wet and tight for me. I love this fucking pussy. Tell me how much you love my cock.” You let out a pornographic moan “oh god I love it so much, I love your big cock splitting me open” your words were slurred and drool was dripping onto the bench where you were holding on for dear life. He brought his hand around to rub your clit while he kept pounding into you relentlessly. You came again, suddenly and harder than the last two. Your arms falling forward in front of you while you twitched and moaned completely at his mercy.

He pulled out of you suddenly “lay down, let me record that pretty face while I make you cum one more time” you rolled over on your back and he kneeled on the seat between your legs, pointing the camera at you. He grabbed each of your tits with his free hand “perfect fucking tits.” He ran his hand down your stomach, caressing down your thighs. “Perfect.” Was all he said before he took his cock in his hand and slammed back into you, shoving his cock deep inside you before pulling it back out slowly and starting at a brutal pace again. His hand came down on your throat and squeezed, causing your eyes to roll back. “F-fuck!” You squeaked out “I don’t know- if I can- cum again” he brought his hand down on your clit again, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. “Yes you fucking can, and you will. Cum with me.” His thrusts were starting to get erratic and you could tell he was close. He thrusted into you once, twice, three more times before he was spilling inside you, head thrown back, filling you up while he still rubbed your clit. The feeling combined with how sexy he looked while he came had you cumming right after him.

He fucked you through it, pointing the camera at your face to capture your cumming, before pulling out, his cum dripping out of you onto the seat. He stood up and pointed the camera at your pussy “Look at that, so messy… can’t let that go to waste, can we princess?” He gathered the cum on his fingers before shoving it back inside your overly sensitive pussy causing you to let out a whimper. He stopped the camera after that. “Wow. That was so fucking hot.” You let out a breathy chuckle and pushed yourself up with your shaky hands “I toldddd you that it would be! And you didn’t want to do it.” He looked down at you and couldn’t help but think you looked beautiful. The sun was shining down on your skin, glistening with sweat and your eyes glistened over in a subby post orgasm haze. He couldn’t help it, he bent down and kissed you, soft and sweet.

He reached out to you “come on, let’s go get you cleaned up.” You took his hand and let him lead you to the small bathroom that was connected to the bedroom under the boat. There wasn’t a shower but he wet a washcloth and wiped gently between your legs, across your chest, and down your arms. You let out soft sighs and hums at the feeling of him being so gentle with you after he was so rough. “You look sleepy.” He chuckled at you. “Mmm.. I am, could we nap here for a bit before we head back you think?” You felt like you were about to collapse so instead of waiting for him to answer you walked over to the bed and threw yourself on it. He came over and laid next to you, still completely naked, turning on his side to look at you. “Yeah princess, we can nap here a bit. Come here.” He held his arm out to you and let you rest your head on his chest. You hummed with content and nuzzled into his neck.

“Hey… I wanted to ask you something.” He said after a second. “Hmm? What’s up?” You said sleepily while you traced gentle little patterns into his chest with your index finger. “I know you said you and Farrah had plans to check out that club tonight but I was wondering if we could get dinner instead? We always go to clubs at home. I thought it might be nice.”

“Yeah? That sounds nice. I’ll talk to Farrah, we’ve done dinners and stuff a lot and you know how she is, you can take the girl out of LA but you can’t take the club out of the girl.” He chuckled at that “I definitely agree with you there… but I was thinking… just you and me could have dinner?”

That took you by surprise, you tilted your head and rested your chin on his chest so you could look up at him, expecting to see a smug look on his face, or some sort of sign he was joking. But he looked.. almost nervous? You hadn’t really ever seen that look on his face. “Just you and me? Like a… date?” You raised your eyebrow at him, trying not to sound too excited in case he was fucking with you. He brought his hand to cup your cheek and smiled a lopsided smile at you. “Yeah baby, like a date. If you want. If not that’s cool, we can just go to the club like you planned.” You suddenly felt the need to reassure him so you put your hand over his and smiled softly at him, it felt odd, being soft with him like this. Not bad, just new and different, maybe a little scary. “I’d actually really like that Eds. That sounds nice.” You pushed yourself up to place a quick peck on his lips that he returned happily. “Then we can go watch this tape we just made and fuck with it in the background” he smirked at you and you scoffed “You just HAD to ruin the moment, didn’t you?” He just shrugged and pulled you in for another kiss.

[irondad-defensesquad]

Mr. Dad Guy

For Sicktember (@sicktember), prompt 7: Borrowed Hoodie. Except Peter isn't sick with a flu or anything like that, but he has a bad day. Also posted on AO3! TRIGGER WARNING - mention of bullying. DO NOT SHIP PETER AND TONY. P/ROSHIP DNI.

Peter isn’t having a good day today.

His days are mostly the same, but in some of them, he’s just not able to bear it all with a smile. It’s those days when Peter’s eyes are heavy, his head cannot handle society, and everything is louder and brighter than ever. So today, Flash is more annoying than usual. School is an absolute drag. The teachers decided to be monotone and say so many things that Peter’s brain won’t absorb any of them.

Ned got sick so he’s staying home today; Peter has no idea where MJ is. That’s a great opportunity for Flash to bump into him and get his shirt dirty with food.

No, worse yet.

Peter forgot he’s been wearing Tony’s old MIT sweater all day.

He would’ve killed Flash, but Peter is the one to blame, honestly. He should’ve given it back to Tony, or at the very least left it at home.

Peter tries to clean it in the restroom, but it looks even worse.

He wants to cry. Today sucks, Flash sucks, Peter sucks—

The arachnid sighs in relief when he finally gets out of school, but he’s a little apprehensive when he sees Happy in the car waiting for him. Let’s just hope Tony forgets about the sweater, so maybe Peter can wash it at home himself.

Happy notices he’s quiet, and even asks what’s up. Peter doesn’t want to tell him he’s upset about Tony’s sweater, so he remains silent. The driver doesn’t insist and lets him be.

When Peter finally arrives upstate, Tony has just made waffles with ice cream.

“Hey, kiddo,” the man greets him with a smile. “Want a snack?”

“Oh, sure?”

Tony raises an eyebrow. “What? I didn’t poison it, kid. Or maybe you’re not hungry?”

“No, no, it’s just… I didn’t expect to be met with waffles and ice cream, that’s all.” Then Peter puts two in two together. “Did Happy say anything to you?”

“Well, only that you seemed a little off today.”

Peter sighs. “Yeah…”

“Bad day at school?”

The teen shrugs. “Well, it was like every day, except Ned didn’t go to school, so it sucked. And the classes, my god, why did everyone decide to be so boring today? I don’t even know what I wrote in my notebooks. I have no idea, it was like I wasn’t even there.”

Tony hums, listening.

Peter can’t hide this from him. Guilt is eating him alive.

“And it was so bad that I didn’t even realize I was wearing your old sweater all day, and then—some kid bumped into me and got all their lunch on it. Seriously, I- I’m so sorry, Mr. Stark. I don’t even know why I was wearing it at school, I don’t know why I had it with me in the first place, and I tried to clean it, but it just got worse—”

“Whoa, hey—"

“I’m sorry, Mr. Stark,” Peter is tearing up over this, and he knows it’s stupid, but he knows he messed something that belongs to his mentor, and he shouldn’t have.

“Hey, hey…” Tony abandons the waffles to comfort Peter, squeezing one of the latter’s shoulders. “It’s okay, bud. I’m not angry. It’s a sweater, and accidents happen.”

It wasn’t entirely an accident, but Peter will leave out Flash’s real intentions for now.

The fifteen-year-old opens his backpack to reveal the sweater, which has been horribly stained and horribly cleaned.

“We can fix that,” Tony reassures him. “And even if not, it’s an old sweater, kid. It’s fine.”

Peter sniffs. “O-Okay.”

“Aww, hey.” Tony wraps his arms around him without hesitation. “Today really sucked, huh?”

“Y-Yeah…” Peter replies, voice muffled by Tony’s shirt.

“Yeah, I know how it is.” Tony rubs his back. “I’ve got you, okay? You’re home.”

Home… upstate?

It sounds nice.

The hug doesn’t last long, but it doesn’t feel incomplete. Peter suddenly feels like part of the weight evaporated. Like all day long, he was only needing this.

Tony has taken the sweater, but before doing anything with it, he glances at it and grins to himself.

“What?” Peter asks, confused.

“So you were wearing it to school? That’s cute.”

Peter flushes red. “Mr. Stark…”

“It’s like you wanted to show off your cool mentor’s clothes.”

“It’s not like that—”

“Or you just missed me.”

“Mr. Stark!”

Tony laughs. “I’m just messing with you, kid.”

Peter crosses his arms, pouting.

“Yeah, I dunno. It’s a comfy sweater. And maybe- maybe it’s nice to think you’re looking out for me at school, too. Kinda.”

He mostly mumbled these words.

There’s some silence, the stunned kind.

When Peter looks up, Tony is the one who looks like crying.

But instead, the man squeezes Peter again.

“You’re so adorableeeeeee.”

“Mr. Stark!!”

“You can have all my sweaters. Literally all of them. Steal my whole wardrobe if you want.”

“No! Let me goooo—”

Tony laughs harder when Peter releases himself from the hug. The former tells the latter to eat the waffle before the ice cream melts completely. Tony probably puts the sweater in the washer.

Peter eats the dessert after this long, long day, and he smiles, now able to breathe a little better.

[bradshawsbaby]

I didn’t have anywhere else to go for Hannix :)

It’s been a minute since I’ve written for Hannix, huh? I think this one works particularly well during their FWB Era.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Natasha snapped, frustratedly running a hand through her dark hair as she swiftly moved towards the front door.

With her PMS raging, she’d been looking forward to a night at home alone, just her, some chocolate, and the trash TV she never had time to watch. The boys had all been blowing up the group chat earlier, talking about spending their Friday night at a new club downtown that Mickey had recently gone to on a date, but she’d gracefully bowed out, knowing she wouldn’t make very good company tonight.

Just as she’d been really getting into some ridiculous dating show she couldn’t even remember the name of, an insistent knocking on her front door had startled her out of her amusement. It wouldn’t let up either. Whoever was at her front door at nearly one in the morning evidently really needed to see her.

“Who is it?” she demanded, attempting to surreptitiously glance out the front window.

“It’s Bagman,” came a slurred voice, another knock punctuating his response.

Rolling her eyes heavenward, Natasha let out a long-suffering sigh and pulled open her front door, frowning and crossing her arms over her chest when she took in the sight of him, blonde hair mussed, the top three buttons of his shirt mysteriously gone missing, and the scent of alcohol assaulting her nostrils.

“What are you doing here, Bagman? Where are the rest of the guys?” she asked, glancing over his shoulder as if expecting to find the rest of the Dagger Squad on her front steps.

“Still out,” Jake responded, swaying slightly on his feet, to the point that Natasha had to reach out to steady him. “But I wanted to see you.”

“Oh, God,” she groaned, wrapping an arm around his waist and leading him inside. “C’mon.” The last thing she needed was her neighbors spotting her drunken fuck buddy on her front porch in the middle of the night.

“Look s’pretty,” Jake murmured, reaching up to stroke her dark hair as he stumbled along beside her until they made it to the living room, where she deposited him in a heap on the couch.

“Jake, seriously, why are you here? Did you take an Uber?” With the state he was in, she certainly hoped so.

“I missed you,” be pouted, reaching for her. “Why didn’t you come out with us?”

“I was tired. It’s been a long week,” she said, pushing his hands back when he attempted to wrap them around her waist. “Jake, you’ve got to go home. Nothing’s going to happen tonight, if that’s what you were expecting.”

“Why not?” he frowned.

“For one thing, you’re wasted. For another, I have my period,” she told him bluntly.

Jake groaned sadly, throwing his head back and running his hands down his face. “Can I still stay the night?” he questioned hopefully.

Natasha let out an exasperated sigh. “You can sleep on the couch,” she muttered, picking up the remote and turning off the TV.

He seemed happy enough with that, and while he kicked off his shoes and got himself settled, she went to get him a blanket and a pillow. When she returned to the living room, she swallowed hard at the sight of him in nothing more than his boxers.

“Here,” she said, laying out what she’d brought him.

“Thanks, Minx,” he replied, sounding more subdued and looking like he was about to fall asleep any minute.

“Jake, why did you really come here tonight?” she asked softly.

He looked at her, a flurry of emotions passing through his green eyes. “I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” he finally replied.

She looked at him skeptically. “We both know that’s not true.”

He kept his eyes locked on hers as he said, “You’re right. I didn’t have anywhere else I wanted to go.”

late night prompts

[v3nusxsky]

I absolutely love your writing, it is amazing and so are you love!

I've had this idea about Larissa and reader taking a walk in the woods and they fool around. Maybe mommy kink, shapeshifting cock, or whatever you feel up to.

Again, your writing is just *french chef's kiss*

Loves you!!!!

Woodland walks 18+

*Authors note~ ayyeee mommy Rissa is back in this house. And I love idea of reader having the ability to deal with nature. So I hope that's okay here.*

Trigger warnings~ mommy kink, semi public sex shifting cock praise and slight degrading and humiliation

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^

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Larissa suggested a mid afternoon walk because of the nice weather, the weekend providing the chance to spend some much needed quality time together. Nature was always where you felt the most comfortable, due to your Florakinesis it made sense. You often found yourself bare foot laying on the grassy area of Nevermore Academy's woods. The one place where you weren't a danger to anyone so the fact Larissa was willing to stroll through the woods with you meant more than you could ever find the words to explain.

The woods in spring where everything was beginning to bloom was just so romantic, the splashes of colour the warm breeze that tussled the leaves of the trees. It was all so calming. Maybe that's why when you let yourself lay on the grass, as much skin bare as would be appropriate you let out a happy moan much to the enjoyment of your girlfriend.

"You know darling, If you like the feeling of the grass you could just fill strip down and mommy could take good care of her princess" she murmured teasingly to you. "You just want me naked Ris" you quipped back not quite expecting your blonde to move to straddle your hips and whisper in your ear, "maybe I do, I always want you!"

That was how you found yourself laying on the grass making out with your girlfriend as if you you we're teenagers. Larissa working her way through stripping you of your clothing while keeping you distracted as her hands ran up and down your body, her lips kissing, sucking and nipping at your neck. "Oh look at that, mommys good girl is on full display" she purred chuckling at your confusion, "huh? What when? Risaaaaaa" you whined but truly you didn't mind not if it meant your mommy would play with you.

Kisses were shared as the red little roses adorned your hair, "oh baby you are so needy for mommy huh?" She teased before moving her kisses south. Each breast was showered with attention little blemishes that would soon turn purple appearing in the wake of you lovers lips. "Mommy" you whimpered bucking your hips upwards to show your need. "Daddy wants to fuck you" she murmured guiding your hand underneath her dress to feel that she had shifted her anatomy. "Oh god mommy" you mewled tightening your hand around her cock moving your hand up and down her shaft. "God baby girl, fuck feels good" she mumbled into your neck.

Soon enough your hand wasn't cutting it, and Larissa Weems was quick enough to settle above you, lining her cock up with your soaked folds, the slick mixing with her pre cum as she teased your slit. "Mommy please" you whined, bucking your hips up trying to get her to slip in. "Okay baby girl okay mommys gonna give you what you want" she murmured sinking into your heat. "Oh god baby, you feel so good" she murmured allowing you to adjust to the stretch of her dick. "Mommy move please" you mewled happily needing more.

Giving you what you were pleading for, Larissa began to set a brutal pace. "God you feel so tight around me! God princess you're loving the fact someone could see you taking mommys cock so well aren't you? Seeing you so desperate and needy" she teased as you whimpered and mewled for her. "Mommy fuck me need cum please" you whined as your walls practically suffocated her member. "Go ahead princess cum all over my dick like a good girl" she panted and spears up her pace a little more.

"Mommy fuck love your dick" you cried out as you came around her, "oh fuck princess daddy's gonna cum take it baby" she panted as she painted your velvety fluttering walls with her white hot seed. "Mommy mommy need more please" you mewled as your lover brought her finger down to circle your sensitive clit. "Cum" she murmured as you squeezed your walls around her once more, this time squirting for her. "Oh fuck me baby you're beautiful!"

As you both came back from your highs, Larissa helped you redress before coming to lay down next to you the pale blue flowers adorning your hair now. "You did so good for me love, so proud of you. Gotta do this again soon you've never squirted before" she murmured to you. The flush adorning your cheeks, "liked it so much" your mumbled snuggling into her neck. "Thank you mommy, love you" causing your lover to press kisses to your hair, "rest baby, just enjoy the woods."

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