#sinday drop

[wintershub]

We're sinning soooooo

@the-winter-brothel

Behave yourselves sluts

[enden-k]

my sis told me jst now (since i have depression induced? caused? memory problems and didnt remember until she fully explained and showed me) that i used to have a cheeky angel oc i kept drawing as a kid and she rlly loved him and now realization hit. sunday was meant for me. it has always been pretty angel boys😩

[melting-sugar-cubes]

⋆˚｡ʚ♡ɞ {𝑹𝒆𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒊 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔} ʚ♡ɞ ｡˚⋆

a collection of prompts made from lyrics by the producer rerulili~, feel free to edit/change wording as needed when using~♡ {lyrics taken from the on video cc, with little to no changes made--} also! my apologies that the formatting is rather messy aaa--

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓: suggestive/nsfw content

✧ " If this is love, I've got conflicting urges. "

⋄ " Is it getting hard? " → " You're leaking " →→ " Don't say it! It's embarrassing "

✧ " With a creaking sound, dampen this overly suspicious heart. "

✧ " Let's meet and hold each other unreasonably close. "

✧ " I don't care what anyone says, swallow all of it down. "

✧ " If this is love, this disheveled feeling... "

⋄ " Is it getting red? " → " What's wrong? " →→ " It's all your fault! "

✧ " These unparalleled positions cause my body to tremble. "

✧ " Let's ascertain it to an unreasonable degree. "

✧ " I don't care if anyone sees, spit all of it out. "

✧ " The closer you get, the higher my heartbeat rises. "

⋄ " Is there anyone you like? " ⋄ " Don't say anything! You idiot "

⋄ " There's only one thing on your mind. " ⋄ " While it's double checking my answer. " ⋄ " Making my pounding heart beat faster. "

✧ " It's your fault that I want to put it in right away. "

✧ " Are you ready? My dear honey, bite on my finger! "

✧ " "Just do it", we greeted each other with that kinda attitude. " ✧ " And while in that kinda heaven, although we may realize we're done for, it's already too late! "

⋄ " Wait! Is this my fault? Or is it yours? " ⋄ " Who said that doing it raw would be fine? "

✧ " Wait. Is this…my fault? Or is it yours, who said to do it inside? "

✧ " In a faraway summer memory, your long hair sways… "

✧ " Connected to your sweaty body, Let's continue dancing until the mood sleeps. "

✧ " If I think about you, I'll sing for the love I admired. "

𝓓𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽: @adornedwithlight

[fxsiondance]

"I want to commit every inch of your body to my memory, every curve, every bit of muscle and flesh. I want to worship you so faithfully it makes the gods jealous."

[citrinitxs]

Imagine being assumed you're a bottom but you pulled a 180.

Hilarious. It could never happen, could it?

[out-of-heaven-and-hell]

The girls are representing

[spring-lxcked]

consider either:

william intentionally making your muse jealous so he can get off on it

if william is sufficiently obsessed with your muse (esp if not in a like. definitely exclusive relationship), make him jealous knowing he's abt to dom your muse in the most bitter sex—

[byanyan]

ㅤmistakes have been made.

in a moment of desperation for change and an intense self-destructive urge at the end of a rough week, the hair which byan has spent so long growing out... has been chopped off, just like that. where it once grazed their shoulders, it now sits cropped short in the only cut which could salvage the mess they made. —a cut which is far too masculine for their taste. something which only intensifies the regret they feel over such a stupid, impulsive act.

the upset in their expression, which has set into something just shy of being an outright scowl, quite accurately mirrors the way they're feeling right now. more on edge and volatile than usual, it might be best to give them some space. or, at the very least, avoid commenting on the very obvious change.

[hifimuses]

@eternallyserpentinebutterfly asked: / even more smut sentence starters

"I think that's rather obvious" He laughed as it seemed like a silly question in this situation. The captain was all flustered cause of her right now.

"I wouldn't have asked a woman to randomly tie me up in bondage, just for a laugh now would I?" He said slowly escalating from a more playful tone to one of flirtation.

[electrifys]

happy sunday everyone, hope you’ve had a lovely weekend!

[viatrixtravels-a]

🎁 A couple of saucy romance novels (unbeknownst to her, some of them are saucy Lumine x Xiao fics while others are sexy Lumine x Alhaitham fics) XD

Mystery Box 🎁

When she initially picked up one of the novels, Lumine only got a couple of pages in before she grew too flustered.

“…!! Nope! I’m not reading these!”

However, her curiosity had been piqued and before she knew it, she had often opened the novel, her face increasingly growing hotter and hotter as she got further into the story.

( Xiao and I doing these kind of things…Wait! And this one’s with Alhaitham!? Oh my gosh, it’s describing his body in full detail! )

[laspocelliere]

🏬!

🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public?

I feel like this ties into the last answer about voyeurism, but if "public" counts as anywhere outside of their home/a fully private space like an inn room then...yes. Absolutely. Many, many times.

Never properly in public view or anything though; always in the shadows, always secret, always trying extremely hard not to get caught. Hands over mouths, quiet gasps hidden beneath breaths, bitten off noises, the whole nine yards. Which is hilarious, given how extremely private they are about their relationship, and their physical affections towards one another -- they won't even hold hands in public, or barely even touch each other to give away that they're even a couple -- but they're ridiculous, so there you are.

[riftofthestars]

The Hunter is hanging upside down from the ceiling, all tied up. One leg stretched out while the other is bent; hands tied behind his back and intricate knots secure him in place - shirt and boots neatly put away in a corner. He could most certainly get out if he wants to. He’d just rather not right now.

[spring-lxcked]

@khalaesi asked: ❝ 🔞🔞🔞 ( i'm trash ) ❞ ( send 🔞 for a spicy headcanon )

1. loves spontaneous sex with romantic partners. in the middle of working / cooking / etc and just going at it where they are. car sex because they couldn't wait until they got home. etc etc etc. he's insatiable and he loves when his partner is as well! 2. his partner taking control when he originally was in control? yes. will sometimes literally offer up the opportunity and start baiting them on verbally if he knows they enjoy domming too lmao 3. dirty talking is a necessity! genuinely will lose interest in someone if they're truly quiet in bed. he wants to be degraded and praised in the same breath and he will do the same

[navybrat817]

Open Up

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You help Bucky feel better when he's in a mood.

Word Count: Over 1.8k

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral (m. receiving), possessive behavior, dirty talk, slight jealousy, threat of violence (not against reader), slight feels (it's me, okay?), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: A Sinday treat inspired by this gif! ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You found Bucky in one of the interrogation rooms. He had his leather jacket on, but didn't appear to be in a hurry to leave. Taking in his rigid posture from where he sat in his chair, you guessed it wasn't a good day. You wondered what happened or what exactly was bothering him. Considering he didn't look toward you, and he had to know it was you who walked through the door, you sensed that he wasn't in the mood to talk.

It didn't mean you couldn't try and make him feel better.

“Hey, Sarge,” you said, shutting the door behind you before you walked across the room. “Bad day?” You asked, stopping a few inches in front of him.

A pair of steel blue eyes snapped toward you and you couldn't suppress the shiver that rolled down your spine. It wasn't fair that he appeared so commanding when he was the one sitting in a chair and you were on your feet. “You could say that.”

“Anything I can do to help?” You asked with an almost innocent look in your eyes as he spread his massive thighs.

“Yeah,” he replied, gesturing to his crotch with his metal hand. “You can get on your knees and suck my cock.”

Your throat went dry as you looked in his lap, watching with growing interest as his thick fingers swiftly unbuckled his belt and pants. What if someone walked in? It was no secret that you and Bucky were together, but it didn't mean anyone should have to witness any of your endeavors. Then again, wasn't the thrill of getting caught part of the fun?

“Are you sure that's what you want? You could fuck my pussy,” you offered, your panties embarrassingly damp considering he hadn't touched you. If he asked you to, you’d ride him in that chair until his eyes rolled back.

The low chuckle he let out made your throat go dry. His laughter didn't fool you. He wasn't in the mood to play or tease. “If you want my cock in your cunt so badly, you better earn it by taking me in your fucking throat first,” he growled.

Your knees just about gave out, which gave you the perfect excuse to sink to the cool floor. “Will that make you feel better?” You asked as you crawled to him and slid your hands up his legs. Your cheeks flamed under his dark gaze. It was a thing of wonder to have his full attention. “Your big cock fucking my throat? Making me swallow every drop?”

“It’s a start,” he whispered, cupping your jaw with a tender touch. His thumb reached over to trace your lips, but pulled away before you could suck the digit into your waiting mouth. “Need that pretty pussy filled, too.”

You clenched, wishing he’d shove you on the back, push your legs apart, and drive his cock in so deep you'd scream. But you wouldn't get what you wanted if you didn't take care of him first. And having his dick in your mouth was something you craved, so you would enjoy it.

“Tell me you need it,” he ordered, his tongue wetting his bottom lip before his teeth dragged along it.

“I need it. Need you to fuck my throat,” you begged, unzipping his jeans and peeling them down with his underwear as far as you could. His thick cock bobbed free and you couldn't help licking your lips at the sight. You gripped the base and preened when he hardened more under your touch. “It’s so big. You can choke me with it if you want to.”

He groaned, heat curling in your gut when he rocked his hips up. “Look at you. So eager for it. Bet you'd rub your pussy against my boot if I told you to just to get a taste,” he rasped, making you whine. You’d love to leave a shine on his leather. “Everyone thinks you're a good agent and a good girl, but you’re my little cockslut.”

You pouted as you looked up at him. His blue eyes had gone black, the light shining over his head giving him the appearance of a dark angel. Beautiful, tortured, and heavenly. “I’m all of those things,” you said, licking from just above where your fingers held him to the tip. “I’m a good agent and a good girl. Your good girl.”

Because if there was anyone you wanted to be good for, it was Bucky Barnes.

“Fuck,” he grunted when your enclosed your lips around the head. The taste of him bloomed on your tongue, but it was just the beginning. He’d spill down your throat by the time you were done so the very essence of him lingered. “You are, doll. You’re so good and all mine,” he said, growling the last word.

You pulled off with a sweet smile, his praise bringing out your need to please him more. “And I’m very much your cockslut. So fuck my throat, Sarge,” you said, wasting no time swallowing him down.

“Your fucking mouth,” he groaned, bringing a hand to the back of your neck.

You hollowed out your cheeks and sucked in a breath through your nose as you relaxed your throat. As tempted as you were to reach between your legs and give yourself some relief, you rested your free hand on his thigh. The muscle twitched beneath it and he would feel it if you gave him the signal to stop. You never once had to.

You took him every single time.

He touched your jaw again, making sure your mouth stayed wide open around him. He forced you to take him in deeper, his hips thrusting up as you gagged. “That’s it. Suck it just like that,” he urged, making you moan around the thick length of him. “My good girl. Everything I need right here.”

Tears blurred your vision, but they quickly spilled over. He looked back at you with half-lidded eyes, your heart pounding at the sight. You knew you looked pretty stretched around him. And you knew he wanted to keep you.

“So beautiful on your knees,” he praised, his hands moving to grip each side of your head to control the pace. You whimpered when your hand fell away and nose brushed the curls at the base of his cock. His metal thumb wiped away a tear as he made you bob your head. “Take it, doll. I know it’s a lot, but you can take it. I know you can.”

Those weren't just words to stroke his ego or your own. It was a lot to take. Drool seeped from the corners of your mouth, adding to the mess from your tear tracks and running makeup. You were certain you looked ruined, which only made you more stunning in his eyes. Because he was the cause and effect. He broke you so beautifully and put every piece back in place while leaving a bit of himself behind as a reminder of who you belonged to.

“You're my girl,” he said in a deep voice, quickening his pace as your throat contracted around him. “Mine.”

“Yours.” The muffled reply made him growl. You reached up to cup his balls, still allowing him to keep the pace. He said he wanted to fuck your throat and you wouldn't stop him, but you wanted to make him feel good.

“My dirty girl on her knees. Bet the camera’s recording us right now,” he went on, your mouth pliant as he continued to thrust. You almost forgot about the surveillance. “Should swipe the footage. Make you sit on my cock while you watch how well you take it.”

You moaned, sending more vibrations through his cock as he groaned and panted. His rhythm almost faltered when you gently squeezed, feeling him twitch in your mouth and under your hand before you let go. He was so close, chasing his release. It was getting harder to breathe, your eyes stinging with tears again, but he was almost there.

You had to get him off.

The slight drag of your teeth did the trick. “Take it. Don't waste a fucking drop,” he grunted, his face twisting and keeping your head down as his release flooded your mouth. Glancing up at him as you did your best to swallow it all, he looked like such a pretty mess, too. Parted lips, warm cheeks, pupils blown with lust. He was just as ruined as you.

No one else had that kind of power over him.

You gasped and greedily inhaled when he pulled you off of him and slumped in the chair, catching his breath, too. He groaned when your tongue went out to catch another drop that dropped from the head of his cock. Your soaked panties from having him in your mouth didn't matter. He’d get you off soon enough.

As long as he was okay from whatever bothered him earlier, that was all you cared about.

“Fuck,” he sighed, pushing the chair back and joining you on your knees. He slotted his lips against yours as he pulled you close, leaving you breathless once again as his tongue explored your mouth. You carded your fingers through his short hair as he took what he needed, his stubble leaving a slight burn on your skin.

Another subtle reminder that you were his girl.

“Better, Sarge?” You asked once he finished, your voice raw. If he wanted to talk, you’d listen.

“Much better,” he promised, his next kiss sweet and tender. The earlier tension he held in his body had disappeared, which gave you some relief. “Thank you.”

“Good,” you smiled against his lips.

He closed his eyes, his nose touching yours. “I'm not a killer anymore.”

You raised an eyebrow. Those weren't the words you were expecting to hear. “I know,” you said.

“But I had to stay here,” he said, kissing over to your ear. “Because if I bumped into the agent who touched you earlier, I would've shattered every bone in his hand.”

“Bucky,” you breathed, your heart pounding when he pulled back to stare at you. Lust lit up his eyes again, but there was an underlying rage building as his nostrils flared. Was that why he was in a mood? Because an agent had touched your arm before you said you had a boyfriend? It was so meaningless in your eyes that you had forgotten about it.

But, fuck, if this slightly possessive side wasn't hot.

“You told him you were mine because you’re my good girl. Still pissed me off that he checked you out when you walked away. Still wanted to break his hand,” he snarled, laying you on your back. “And I know your voice is a little hoarse, but I need to make you scream my name. I want everyone nearby to know you’re my girl,” he said, his eyes on you as he pointed to the camera in the far left corner. “And anyone watching.”

So, that happened. Lovelies, you may go about your business. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[justiceiswrath]

-Eyes to left-

-eyes to right-

-DROP THIS AND RUNS-

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