#smutspiration

[freneticfloetry]

seven sentence sunday

I am all over the place. Seriously, I've written more snippets for the same in every language these last two days than words for anything else. Who am I? Where did all this smutspiration come from? I don't even know who to blame for this. (But when in doubt, blame Tay.)

So have some sentences. Thanks to @orchidscript, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @strandnreyes, @alrightbuckaroo, and @carlos-in-glasses for the tags!

Carlos has always had a confidence with sex that’s like second nature, that's usually mind-numbingly hot. But tonight, after everything — the juice bar confession before all hell broke loose and the hasty hospital conversation after, the split second he'd seemed almost confounded by TK just taking his hand — there's something in it that feels almost protective, performative, something that makes his heart hurt more than a little. Like this is the only way Carlos has ever been confident with someone. Maybe the only way he's ever felt wanted. "Baby," he says, licking into his mouth. The word tastes as right on his tongue as Carlos himself. "Can I fuck you?"

Tagging @ambiguouspenny, @never-blooms, @liminalmemories21, @reyesstrand, @catanisspicy, @welcometololaland, and @heartstringsduet. No pressure!

[swanmaids]

What was the first smut fic you ever read?

How did you learn to write smut? Were there specific fics or authors that inspired you? Or novels/movies/other texts?

Do you have music/playlists that have inspired your writing? Share some smutty song recs.

Oh gosh, it must have been a Jacob/Bella twilight fic from literally like a decade ago. Sample quote that I somehow still remember: "I could see in his eyes that all he'd ever wanted to do was fuck me."

You're definitely one of my big smut inspirations! You are a master of metaphor for smut. I also get some level of inspiration from all the fic authors that I read fairly frequently. Other media-wise, The Handmaiden is a classic for f/f smutspiration.

YES. Some of my favourite artists for inspiration are FKA twigs, Tinashe, Summer Walker, Charli XCX, Cassie, Kali Uchis, Victoria Monet, Raye, Mahalia, ShyGirl etc. I'm definitely someone who pays a lot of attention to the lyrics of any song I'm listening to, and sometimes a whole fic idea can sprout from a single line that I blorbified.

[bisquequick]

Hi beloved may I request 💕 and 💭 for the ask game?

DADDY 🥵 you know i'm such a sucker for this GIF.

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Where's my little spongebob caveman?! How dare you make me say something nice about myself or my writing?!

The truth is, I both love and hate all my fics equally, but I think my favorite one (gun to my head) is this one. Close second is this one but only because I'm working on the final chapter so I'm deep in the feels on it.

💭 What inspires you and your writing?

@velidewrites is my number one source of inspiration and my muse. Any time I have an unhinged idea, I know I can swing into your DMs and say OK BUT WHAT IF and you will always give me the most unhinged, feral reaction. I think in fandom you need 1-2 friends who will listen to your most unhinged ideas and with zero judgment shamelessly enable you and i'm SO grateful that this is you.

But also, I try to read a lot of books in my spare time (cries in third trimester of pregnancy) and I have a massive inspo/smutspiration google doc where all these random smatterings of quotes/ideas go so I reference that a lot. My latest obsession is do your worst by rosie danan. It had such a chokehold on me the whole time i was reading it.

Send me a question!

[hydrahyacinth]

Im being hit by the smutspiration recently so theres going to be at least two more new posts here soon (+ an old one Im procrastinating on)

[ohcaptaintarthister]

The face I hope to avoid when writing Jaime/Brienne smut. You don't wanna disappoint Ser Brienne!

[impala-dreamer]

Whisper dirty things to me...

[indelibleevidence]

Smutspiration

You guys are killing me with those NSFW Sullivan Stapleton gifs! Time to write a Jeller WIP sexy dream sequence...

[oneapotheosis]

okay but dominant Henry McCord is just about the hottest thing I can imagine. 

[defiledtomb]

I l o v e that so many of us have nsfw research (!) blogs. It's like joining an underground dance club, only with swooning fangirls muttering about inspiration

[theclaravoyant]

I’m in the mood for some non-smutty Skimmons / Bioquake so if you’ve prompts hmu

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

Writing smut without cringing the whole time? How do you do it.

Writing Smut 101: Overcoming Smut Shame

CONTENT WARNING: NSFW RELATED CONTENT BELOW.

The short answer, nonnie, is: you don’t. 

That is to say, writing smut is always kind of cringe—especially if you’re new to it, or simply “not in the mood” to write. 

But rest assured, feeling embarrassed is completely natural. The trick is learning how to overcome the cringe when it does happen, instead of letting it deter you.

I’m going to break this up into a few sections: 1) Why you might be feeling this way, 2) How I, personally, combat the issue, and 3) Some more tips that might help you get the ball rolling.

1. Why You “Cringe”

It’s important to find the root cause of any form of writer’s block so you can pull the weed out instead of just trimming it back. Smut writer’s block is its own special brand, and generally, the main issue writers have when it comes to smut is stigma.

Speaking openly and honestly about sex, in Western society, is still very much a taboo.

No matter how “progressive” we like to think we are, the inherent shame surrounding pleasure-seeking experiences, and the detailing/consumption of them, has been ground into us since we learned how to understand the concept of gratification.

And I’m not just talking about sexual gratification. This applies to everyday things, as well. Eating, shopping, relaxing (or doing virtually anything in capitalist society that does not directly contribute to capitalism).

So it makes sense that you would feel any amount of embarrassment, awkwardness, or “cringe” when writing smut. It’s something our society teaches us is wrong to want. Unfortunately, that shame translates to writer’s block when we sit down in front of the computer.

A lot of this blockage might stem from not giving ourselves permission to write the thing.

We’re staring at the blank document, knowing we want to write smut, and suddenly the thoughts start streaming in: This feels wrong, is this wrong? What if someone comes in and looks over my shoulder while I’m writing? Am I describing this right? Is this too unrealistic? I have NO idea what I’m doing, and everyone is going to know it.

These are all perfectly normal thoughts, and definitely ones I still have from time to time. But they’re also probably the direct cause of why you feel so blocked. Luckily, I have some bits of advice to give you on how to unblock yourself.

2. How I Combat Smut Block

✦ First, when the intrusive thoughts occur, instead of ruminating on them, think of each one as an impermanent object. You can use any metaphor, but I like to use the imagery of leaves:

Each negative thought is a leaf floating down the river of your mind. If you focus only on the leaf, you’ll exert a lot of energy running to try and keep up with it, consequently miss everything else around you. But if you acknowledge that leaf as a temporary part of the scenery, and let is pass, you can process and appreciate the beauty of your surroundings a whole lot better.

Remember: you are separate from your thoughts. You are not defined by them. The things you think sound stupid might be incredibly exciting to someone else. 

If you can string a sentence together, you can write smut. This is all part of giving yourself permission to write the thing that makes you feel uncomfortable.

✦ Second, I’d suggest giving good thought to how you personally experience embarrassment, how you experience excitement (of the sexual variety), and how those two might sometimes commingle or feel similar.

For me, they are very comparable, like different shades of the same emotion—but there are differences which are important to note. 

If I’m making myself blush from excitement, this is a very good thing for writing smut. It means that what I’m writing feels real enough to evoke something in the reader, even if the reader, like me, knows what’s going to happen.

If I’m making myself cringe, however, it may be time to take a step back and readjust my perspective.

✦ Third, ease yourself into it! Don’t jump straight in the deep end and expect to know how to keep your head above water if you’ve never swum before.

The way I eased myself into smut was first by writing “Steam”—a category of fic I made up because the current vocabulary lacked an efficient term for fics that straddled emotional romance and explicit content. 

Essentially, steam is smut-adjacent but not explicit, and here’s a step-by-step example of how I transitioned myself smoothly from one genre to the next:

I first wrote my fics Wicked Game and You Are (both of which feature either a heavy make out session or teasing + lots of sexual tension) with this “steam” concept in mind.

I wrote the first chapter of Fine Line, which has brief but explicit descriptions of fantasies, framed by a very sexually charged scene.

I released my fic Crashing, which is probably more of a bridge between Steam and Smut, and features soft-focus fingering. Nothing in it is explicit—it focuses more on the emotions than explicit detail—but it’s very clear what is happening.

After I wrote those, I felt just confident enough to make that final stride over the threshold into smut. I wrote my fics Holy, King, and the second chapter of Fine Line all within weeks of each other.

And trust me when I say, once you get the momentum going and receive that validation from people who’ve read your work, it becomes SO much easier to sit down and start writing. 

You just have to finish that first piece.

✦ Finally (and I know I’m going to sound cliche when I say this), just like any other skill, the more you practice the more confident you will feel and the better you will get. 

So practice, practice, practice! 

If you’re nervous about posting smut for the first time, have a trusted friend/mutual Beta read it for you. It’s the online equivalent to someone holding your hand before jumping off the cliff, and works wonders for the nerves.

3. Keep The Smut Rolling

Now that you have some tools to help get you past the blockage of writing smut, here’s how to keep the inspiration flowing.

✦ Start by incorporating smutty fanfiction/erotic fiction into your regular reading rotation- 

Of course AO3 is a fantastic resource for smutty fanfiction. 

If you’re a fan of TFOTA or ACOTAR and want some of my personal fic recs, visit my fic rec masterlist.

In terms of erotic fiction, my personal favourites are anything Anais Nin (specifically Henry & June and Delta of Venus), The Thornchapel series by Sierra Simone, The Godwicks series by Tiffany Reisz, and The Original Sinners series by Tiffany Reisz.

There are also sites like Literotica and sexstories.com, which play host to explicit short fiction (not fandom based).

✦ Next, I’d recommend having a designated digital space for smutspiration- 

This can be a list of “smutty” words/phrases kept on a separate document on your computer, for those days when you just can’t think of the right way to describe something. 

Or you can create a private side-blog or Pinterest board for your favourite smutty fanart or other kinds of visual smutspiration.

✦ For that matter, try following some smutty/18+ blogs (ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+) here on Tumblr-

Many of them have a plethora of what I like to call “lemony snippets”, a.k.a. short text posts that describe (usually in conversational language) explicit scenarios. 

This is useful because it will normalise the concept of sexual fantasies in your brain, making it less weird for you when you try to come up with ones of your own to write into smut. 

Not to mention, your dash will be rife with inspiration.

✦ I would also suggest checking out 18+ ASMR on YouTube (AGAIN, ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+). 

My favourite account is Professor Cal Official, but Auralescent also has some good content. 

Headphones are highly advisable for this, as their stuff is very dangerous for work.

So, nonnie, I hope this has provided you with at least one helpful tip. Whether you took anything away from this or not, just know that the feelings of embarrassment when it comes to writing smut are entirely normal. And the best way to keep those feelings at bay is to confront them head on. 

-Em 🖤🗡

Writing Advice Masterlist

Writing Masterlist

2K Celebration!

[toxicanonymity]

Apart from sundresses, what do you like to imagine reader wearing in your fics? Like even what they'd wear in cooler weather outside 🍁Asking for a friend who needs some smutspiration

Crotchless long johns, sweaters, jeans, hoodies, jackets, layers, I suppose 🤔 interesting question!

[terrainofheartfelt]

You're really good at writing imo. Are their any fanfic authors or any books you recommend that helped you improve your writing?

Thank you so much! That’s very kind!

And oh boy DO I

For years before I actually wrote anything I was a fanfic lurker and I read a lot. My last church choir job in the Before Times was during the final seasons of GoT and I read a lot of fic during the sermon. Which is just to say, that I think there are a lot of fic writers — both within and without the GG fandom that have influenced me and inspired me. I wouldn’t say anything has directly improved in an instructional sense, like “this is how you should write, yadidiyadda…” but reading a lot has let me learn by osmosis: what I like to see, what I don’t like to see, and a lot of it has inspired me, particular tropes and story premises and things like that, so! Let’s have some lists…

First, in the non-Gossip Girl category, there are writers in different fandoms whose works I think about a lot and really enjoy and kind of…look up to, if that makes sense. In the Shadowhunter Chronicles, the media that has had as much as an obsessive hold on my heart as GG, one might argue, I really admire @themimsyborogove and revisit her work often. And—we’re not mutuals so I’ll refrain from tagging bc I’m shy— ashesandhoney writes some awesome fic (and, if I may be so crass, they write very good smut—is it weird to cite a smut influence? Oh well, too late). TSC is a fandom that’s been racked with both a poor movie and poor TV adaptation, so finding fic that satisfies a books-truther just as myself is a tall order, but these two both are lovely (and Mimsy writes showfic too that I just know is wonderful bc she wrote it). And tsc & these writers opened me up to the magic of trying to write the ot3. I’ve used ashesandhoney’s herongraystairs fic as a frame of reference for writing d/b/n (not that the characters are the same, or the relationship dynamics between the three are the same, it’s more a…vibe thing? Like, how do you illustrate this love and how these three connect to each other?) 

And in GoT I will never forget ashleyfanfic and justwanderingneverlost they made this amazing au where the Starks are prohibition bootleggers and it reads like an hbo miniseries hatfields and mccoys kind of epic and I think about it alllllll the time. And it is one fo the first aus that left an impact for being so out there when held up against the source material, but so inventive and grounded in the characters and I just think about it at least once a week. Also ashley’s pop star au fic is god tier and lived rent free in my mind for a loooooong time. Also a smutspiration. 

In the same vein of aus I never could have imagined but took over my heart, welpthisishappening’s hockey au of OUAT. before these works I was pretty much a canon-compliant/canon-divergence only kind of fic reader, and these works and these writers got me to see outside of that view and gave me permission to imagine characters in worlds outside of their own, and how exciting that can be, and without that I definitely wouldn’t have written all that I have. And lastly, I have to give a shoutout to a writer of the other GG, MrsMess and their Gilmore Girls fic. Harvest Moon healed the wounds of the revival to me and is canon in my heart, and it’s so beautifully and thoughtfully written and how could I not be inspired by it?

And as for the dair fandom itself….god I mean pretty much everyone I’ve read has made me a better writer and made me want to write and keep writing. In the beginning of the dairaissance in mid 2020 the tag on ao3 was much smaller (I think we’ve grown it by like 50%??? Just looking at it roughly??? Good work team!!!) and of course I was inspired by the great revered fic standards written by audrina (she’s retired from gg but secondaudrina is the pseud where most of her fic lives on), and bookglue aka @windowsandfeelings (I only got into her gilmore girls works through gossip girl but damn she’s a hero), and nevertothethird aka @scabopolis — like seriously I wouldn’t have written anything at all probably if not for the existence of Wrapped in Ribbons, and @pseudowoodo as well, who wrote thee seminal role-swap au. 

And then of course there’s my heavyhitters, my ride-or-dies. I’ve told them multiple times, but I’ll tell em again, Nads @mysteriesofloves and Ivy @mrs-nate-humphrey were writing and posting and creating pretty regularly when I started poking my head in to the fandom, and their stories were so brilliant and well thought out and compassionate to the characters that it turned on something in my brain and made me want to write too, so I did. Then not long after I found S @strideofpride, my most beloved enabler and peer pressurer and reading what they make and talking to them about it has unquestionably made me a better writer. I have grown a lot in the year and however many months it’s been since I started doing this and I owe it to all of the above <333

As for not-fic writing I read….just everything. Everything I read informs me as a writer, directly and indirectly. Though I don’t write it, I find poetry very inspirational. Devotions, No Matter the Wreckage, Open Me Carefully, Leaves of Grass, have all informed me. Some prose writers I—not necessarily aspire to, bc how could I ever be as brilliant? But maybe…revere and internalize are: Jane Austen, Emily Dickinson, Isabel Allende, Vladimir Nabokov, Kevin Kwan, Emily Henry...

[sobaboyos]

This.

This is giving me....ideas 😏👀

Elucien Daily Thought ✨

Elain and Lucien exploring their pleasure together and how to make the other feel good. Lucien helping Elain explore being assertive in the bedroom and in turn, Elain letting Lucien be as assertive as he wants with her.

[genshinluvr]

Hi how's the progress and how you feeling? Feeling good and finished our queens drawing!

(Someone made a sumery on what happened last night )

🎆

Uhhhhh progress, it's coming along 😅 Xiao's sucking on nipples right now while I'm trying to figure out puzzles in the game right now. Xiao's smut will most likely be short though since I'm running out of smutspiration and having a writer's block ☠️

[leftonread247]

Princess 🔥

Pairing: James Potter X Lily Evans

Word count: 2.1k

Age: all characters in this fic are 18+

Ao3 link

Shoutout to @prongswh0re for help with the ✨smutspiration✨

Enjoy!

Playlist:

Lily was unpacking in her dorm when there came a soft knock.

"It's open” she called.

James poked his head round the door, his glasses askew and his unform in its usual messy form.

"Need some help?“ He inquired, looking at the girl he'd been in love with for the past six years. A girl that up until recently had rejected his every advancement. He'd felt like the luckiest guy when she'd finally agreed to go out with him and that increased every time he saw her.

Lily giggled "You actually want to help me unpack?"

James crossed the room, took one of her hands and bowed, placing a kiss on the hand he’d grasped.

"I'm at your service milady".

Lily laughed and nudged him playfully.

"You're such a dork" she stated affectionately.

"I’m a dork with moves though" he teased her, wiggling his eyebrows and getting an eyeroll in return.

"Make all the moves you like Potter" she smirked, turning around to her trunk and continuing to unpack, taking out some books. Within seconds she felt James's strong arms wrapped around her waist and a soft kiss being placed on her neck.

"Are you asking me to be a distraction Evans?" Came James’ voice mumbled into her neck, the vibration sending a shiver through her.

“Does that sound like something I’d ask?” she quipped. He began trailing kisses along her neck, hoping for a rection Lily wasn’t currently going to give him.

“Not really but you’ve changed your mind about me so maybe you changed your mind about being distracted” he smirked, grabbing her by the hips and turning her to face him.

“No distractions Potter” she said with no clear conviction.

He chuckled, a mischievous light dancing in his eyes.

“Too late, the unpacking can wait.” He picked her up and gently placed her down on the bed. He kissed her passionately, his hands on her waist.

Lily’s hands quickly moved to his hair, meeting his kiss hungrily, she tugged gently, issuing a few moans from his soft lips.

James ran his tongue along her lower lip causing her to gasp into the kiss. He took the opportunity to gently push tongue into her mouth as he caressed her face.

Lily let out a moan at the feel of his tongue on hers. She was weak at his touch, her body craved his.

James broke the kiss to put his lips back on her neck, once again trailing kisses and leaving marks in his wake.

The burning trail of kisses he left caused Lily to let out another moan, this one louder than the last. James smirked before crushing his lips back on to hers eagerly. Lily hadn’t expected that kind of hunger from him but she quickly melted into the kiss.

With his hands back on her waist, he gently moved her hips into his. Lily whimpered at the contact and let out a breathy “James.”

He broke the kiss to look at her.

“ Tell me what you want princess” he demanded needily.

Lily blushed, the nickname making her feel even weaker but she was too shy to tell him. She looked into his eyes innocently.

“Don’t be afraid to tell me what you need” he said trailing a hand up the outside of her thigh.

“ I need all of you” she finally responded pulling him back on top of her into a passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs round his waist, closing any distance there could possibly be between them.

James began unbuttoning her shirt. Once he had it off he pulled away from her to admire her body.

“Fuck Lils you’re so beautiful” he looked at her in awe causing a blush to creep up her neck. He ran a hand over the valley of her breasts and down her stomach, admiring her. She smiled at him and let out a soft moan, her skin tingling. He pulled at her bra.

“Can I take this off too?” he asked, innocence dripping from his voice like honey. Lily nodded, allowing him to remove the item. James began trailing kisses and hickies along her breasts. His mouth moved slowly down to her nipples, he licked and sucked gently, every moan Lily made serving as encouragement. He continued to graze her skin with his tongue moving lower and lower down her body, trying to worship every inch of her. His lips moved down to the waistband of her skirt while his hand rested underneath it, on her thigh. With his other hand he massaged at her breasts, squeezing and pinching gently.

“Just tell me if you want me to stop” he said as he ran a finger along the waistband of her skirt.

“D-don’t stop” Lily replied, her stomach a mess of butterflies. She could already feel her arousal forming between her legs and she was growing more desperate for him with each kiss and each touch he placed on her. She ran a hand through his hair causing him to groan into her skin.

James took off her skirt, his touch delicate, yet sensual.

Lily massaged at his head more, hoping it would encourage him, which it did. He groaned into her inner thigh as he trailed kisses along it, leaving more marks. He ran a finger across her clothed core causing her to whimper and arch her back.

“Enjoying yourself princess?” He teased repeating the action but pressing harder.

A guttural moan escaped her lips and she inhaled sharply.

“Yes” she cried, her need evident in her voice, causing James to smirk. He had her right in the palm of his hand and he was loving every second she was at his mercy.

“You’re already soaked for me princess” James cooed as he looked at the wetness coming through her knickers before pulling them off. Lily knew she was a mess for him and she lifted her legs allowing him easier access to her.

James licked at her core before slipping a finger inside her. He began slowly pumping in and out of her, teasing her whilst licking delicately at her clit. Lily gripped his hair with one hand and the sheets with the other, his teasing was painful.

“James please” she practically begged him. She didn’t care how needy she sounded she just needed him.

James groaned as she tugged at his hair feeling himself grow harder. He was eager to oblige to her demands. He hummed into her core and curled his finger inside her just right.

“Keep going please.” Lily whimpered at him.

“If you wish princess.” He slipped in another finger and quickened his pace. He placed a few more hickies on her thighs before returning his tongue to her clit.

Lily felt a knot in her stomach begin to form and her hips bucked involuntarily.

“Stay still for me princess.” James said using his hand to keep her hips steady.

“James I think I’m going to…” She trailed off into another moan. James curled his fingers inside her encouraging her to reach her climax.

“Cum for me angel” he demanded. As if on command, Lily reached her climax, panting and calling out his name. James allowed her to ride out her high, now fully erect. He moved back up to place messy kisses along her jaw. He pressed his bulge against her involuntarily, the fabric causing friction and making him groan.

Lily grew wet once more at the feel of him against her thigh.

“We should really do something about that.” She cooed at him, biting her lip and tugging on his waistband.

“Oh I plan to.” He smirked pulling off his top. Lily ran her hands along his chest and down his abs before undoing his belt. He helped her take off his trousers before connecting their lips once more in a passionate kiss. Lily bucked her hips towards him causing him to moan again.

“Fuck lily you’re driving me mad.” He groaned at her, growing desperate for his own release.

“Then do something about it.” she challenged him, pulling off his boxers. His erection, once freed, sprung up. Lily couldn’t help but gasp as she ogled his length, subconsciously opening her legs wider for him.

James smirked cockily at the barely audible approval Lily gave him and hovered over her. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with his tip a few times before he pushed into her. He moaned loudly as he entered her.

“Fuck you feel so good” he praised her. Lily was speechless as she slowly adjusted to his size, he felt even bigger inside her.

He ran his thumb along her lower lip and Lily smirked. She took his thumb in her mouth and sucked it.

“You want to play like that kitten?” James asked her darkly. Lily looked back at him with a sheer look of innocence.

“Like what?” She asked him.

He smirked back at her evilly. He took his ring and index fingers, placing them in her mouth instead, he pushed them all the way in until they grazed the back of her throat. Lily almost gagged on his fingers then sucked at them. His eyes widened.

“ Godric Lily!” he exclaimed, his dick twitching inside her. He began slow movements, still wanting to give her time to adjust and to make her as comfortable as possible. Lily let out another moan and pulled his hips into hers.

“Go faster.” She pleaded him as the pain that existed when he first entered her was being overrun by pleasure. James wasted no time picking up his pace, he groaned at every movement he made as he gazed into her eyes. He loved every flicker of pleasure that ran through her face and every moan that escaped her lips. James connected their lips swallowing every sound Lily made hungrily and his hands ran along her body.

“ Merlin you feel so amazing Lily” he praised, pulling her hips into his. This was all the praise Lily needed, she wrapped her legs back around his waist bringing her hips up to meet his every stroke.

James continued to worship at her altar, kissing every bit of her flesh his lips could reach and pinching very bit of skin he could touch. Lily moaned, feeling a new knot beginning to form once more in her stomach.

“James” she whimpered at him. James loved hearing his name on her lips, it was so different from the usual ‘Potter’ or even when she said ‘James’ in a normal context. It was like his name had become praise. He groaned and picked up his pace, slamming his hips into hers. His hand dropped and he began to massage her clit with his thumb, encouraging her moans. He kissed at her neck as she clutched to him.

“My hair please” he begged her. Lily happily oblige pulling on his hair to hear him moan. He began to reach his climax and his strokes became sloppy, which didn’t go unnoticed by lily.

“Cum for me.” She pleaded.

“ Not yet, got to take care of my girl first.” He said as he slammed into her, holding back his own orgasm so she could reach hers a second time.

“I’m close James” she whined at him, needing release. She clenched and squirmed as she neared her second climax. James kissed her messily as he grunted.

“Go on Princess”. She climaxed once more bucking her hips to ride out her high. James came moments later but continued to pound into her until he was sure she’d finished. He pulled out and collapsed next to her.

“ Jamie.” She whimpered cuddling into him, her legs weak and her core aching, but satisfied. James kissed her temple, wrapping her into his arms.

“ I said I’d have you saying my name.” He quipped breathlessly. “So good for me princess.” Lily blushed at the praise and James pulled her closer.

“You’re so incredible.” He said, kissing her forehead.

“Sexy.” He added kissing one cheek.

“Beautiful.” He kissed the other cheek

“Amazing.” His lips grazed hers. She snuggled into him feeling adored and loved.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her, wanting to make sure she was ok after their workout.

“Tired and a little cold.” She shivered. James pulled a blanket over the two of them and pulled her closer.

“You should get some sleep” he instructed softly as he intertwined their fingers. Lily mumbled some incoherent sentence into his chest before drifting off to sleep. James watched her lovingly as she slept in his arms for a few minutes until he could no longer fight his heavy eyelids and he fell asleep too.