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[7kh]

༉ feverish.

cw — sevika x fem! reader. wlw. sloppy make outs. finger-fucking. public space, kind of? if you squint a bit. little dialogue, just you guys pathetically needing each other. men and minors dni.

you had only made your way to the last drop to discuss with sevika a mishap about her weapon supplier. how you were suddenly straddling her lap and having her tongue-fuck your mouth was beyond you.

but really, what did you expect? distracted, stolen glances from both of you, and hot lingering touches were bound to get you two here, whether you liked it or not. when you felt a cold metal hand grab your arm firmly and felt a pair of chapped lips against your softer ones, you knew it was over. of course you didn’t make any attempt to push her off either.

you were then pushed to the door as she ferociously kissed you like she hadn’t gotten a good meal in weeks. her human hand slid to the side of her neck, having her thumb prop up her chin to (accommodate for the height difference) kiss you even deeper. if that’s even possible.

having your wettest of dreams come true felt exhilarating. nothing your mind could ever imagine held a candle to this. her wet tongue caressing your lips and your own made you dumb, literally. so empty-headed you didn’t even know you were drooling until you felt her her tongue darting out to lick the almost forgotten saliva from the corner of your mouth before immediately devouring you again.

she slid a thick thigh between your legs, subconsciously rubbing your core on the hardened surface. you wrapped both of your hands around her nape, the both of you swallowing the other’s moans like breathing. she bit your lower lip hard, not enough to draw blood but enough to make you wince a bit. she quickly soothed it with her soft, wet tongue, appreciating the moan that came out of it. the loss of her lips and her thigh made you whine, but you didn’t complain more when her lips traveled down to your jaw, her hands originally sculpting your body unbuckling the belt of your pants skillfully.

you barely even had time to think before her chilled human hands slid down your underwear and conquered your scorching heat. she smirked against your chin when she rubbed rigid circles on your erect clit and heard you whimper. exactly where she wanted you. her metal hand slid under your shirt, exposing just enough tummy to drive her fucking crazy.

“if i knew i could get you this malleable, i would’ve fucked you a long time ago.” she muttered against your skin. you whined, opening your mouth to reply with a retort before a thick, long finger filled you up, making you clamp your lips together and throw your head back, moaning a bit too loudly for comfort. your juices immediately coated her finger, her harsh yet mastered thrusts making wet and outright disgusting sounds throughout the room. you were sure your knees would’ve given out if her metal hand wasn’t keeping you up.

she slickly added another finger in you. if you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought she was fucking you with her cock. it was so unfair how big she was in every which way possible, having you this broken just from her index and ring finger. she effortlessly exploited your wet and quivering walls, hitting that particular gummy spot that was guaranteed to make you arch and whine her name, thighs shaking around her. it was when your essence drooled to the ground was when you were close, dangerously so. your head hit the wooden door when you threw your head back again, but the brief pain quickly turned into delicious pleasure. “please, please please please—“

she never relented, hefty fingers drilling you to your peak. you screamed out her name, followed by drunken and incomprehensible praise as her fingers slowed down, however only by a bit. people hearing you two be damned. your thighs were still shaking as you looked down and saw sevika undoing her own belt, too impatient to go to a more private and appropriate place to spill your utmost of desires. you were going to be trapped in this room for a looooong time.

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[ghoularaki]

May I request, Sylus at the Gentleman’s bar? For the love hotel(?)

NOW ENTERING HEART'S DESIRE MOTEL

cw: public sex, shameless sylus, cockwarming, fingering

Tucked in the back of the bar, on the upper level, you stare down at the other people mingling. Sighing loudly on purpose, you glanced at Sylus immersed in his phone. You sighed again more exaggerated and at that he peered up at you.

“I know, I know, sweetheart. There’s much better things—or people—I rather be doing than entertaining some boring supplier.”

You wave your hand flippantly, “Yeah yeah, business is important. But why do they insist on bothering you when we are supposed to be having fun.”

Sylus gave you a side smirk. You did not like that look.

“Let’s have some fun then.” Putting his phone down, he lugged you on top of his lap. Pushing you to sit on his knees, the unzipping of his pants reached your ears.

Gaping over your shoulder, you watched him pull his already half-erect cock from undone pants and underwear. “How you already hard?” You were baffled by him.

“What can I say, I can't help it when you act like a spoiled princess.”

You pouted with a scowl, “You are impossible.”

He hummed and pulled your hair to the side to kiss your neck. A shiver shot up your spine. Hitching up your dress, Sylus pulled your panties to the side. From the front, he instantly went for your slit. Like muscle memory, he swiped up and found your clit.

“You think you can get wet enough for me in five minutes?”

“Why the time crunch?” You asked, already breathy.

He tilted his head with a sly grin, “You’ll see.”

Before you could question him further, his fingers dipped further down. Two fingers entered you and you winced a little at the stretch. You welcomed it, though. You loved how he split you open whether it was his fingers or his cock.

Rapidly, he thrust his fingers while the heel of his hand grinded on your clit. Little moans left your lips as he played with you like his favorite toy. Leaning forward on your elbows, you grinded your hips to match the pace of his fingers.

Sylus’ phone ringing pulled you from your haze. He flipped his phone over without stopping him pistoning his digits deep in your cunt. Your mouth dropped as he picked up the call.

Bringing the phone to ear, he answered, “I’m on the upper level by the right side… Uh huh… See you soon.” He hung up and dropped the phone back on the table.

“What are you doing?”

He ignored you, “I think you are wet enough.”

You whined as he departed from your core, leaving you empty and on the edge. Using the slickness that coated his palm, he pumped him cock a couple times to get it wet. Clutching your waist with one hand to force you up, he used his other to guide his dick to your twitching hole.

A moan ripped from your throat at the stretch. His cockhead popped inside your cunt. Using both hands, Sylus forced you back until you took him to the hilt. Your thighs spasmed from being fill to the brim. Back to chest, you leaned your head on his shoulder as gasps fell from your lips. His head hit right on the spot deep in you. Leisurely, he gyrated his hips to keep bumping against it.

“Do you think you can keep silent while I talk to the supplier? It won’t take more than twenty minutes tops.”

Sylus stared straight at you. You knew his question had a double meaning: Can you keep quiet and are you okay with this?

Smiling at him with a dopey grin, you gave your enthusiatic consent. You trust him completely.

Kissing your temple, he stopped his hips right in time. Composing yourself, you sat up to not look as fucked out as you already were. The supplier rounded the corner, a look of surprise on his face at you sitting on him and not next to Sylus.

The supplier didn’t say anything, fully aware any ill spoken about you was a swift death.

Sylus greeted him and the meeting started. As the two men talked, you tried not to move. Even without any friction, Sylus filling was enough to keep you on the edge. Seeming to already to be bored with the men in front of him, Sylus shifted his hips. To the supplier, Sylus was getting more comfortable but you knew better.

Your mouth almost dropped at sparks igniting behind your eyes as Sylus hit deeper inside. Sneakily, Sylus dipped his hand down and up your skirt to swirl your neglect clit. You couldn’t help the moan that left you but you quickly covered it with a cough.

With quivering hands, you grabbed your drink and took a sip. The supplier didn’t say anything besides side-eye you but continued the conversation.

Sylus added more pressure. Clicking could be heard from your soaking cunt and heat crept up onto your face. You hoped the supplier wasn’t paying close enough attention. Though when you glanced at him, his face was flushed.

Your gaze bounced to Sylus who had a smirk on his face. Being caught only made him bolder. Not being subtle anymore, he lazily pumped his hips up to bounce you on his cock. At the movement, you fell forward on the table again.

Biting your lip, you tried to muffle your noises to the best of your ability as Sylus kept driving into you. Your body bobbled with each buck. There was no way to hide what was hiding. With a pathetic whimper, you collapsed onto the table. Gnawing on your own arm, you spasmed as you came right in front Sylus and one of his suppliers. Sylus gave your overworked clit a couple of reassuring pats.

Clenching your eyes closed, you refused to make eye contact as Sylus kept talking. The supplier stuttered as he tried his best not to look at the spectacle in front of him. He talked faster like he wanted out of there as fast as possible. You didn’t blame him.

“It was pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Sylus.”

“You as well,” Sylus had a cocky, pleased expression obvious on his face.

The supplier awkwardly got up and hightailed out of there, an erection straining against his pants. He didn’t want to die today.

Sylus’ chest heaved as he chuckled. Satsified with himself, he thrusted harder into you, ready for his turn to cum.

“F-fuck,” you groaned, “You’re so mean.”

Leaning down, he planted more kisses on your neck. Licking his way up to your eat, he bit the shell of it, “You love it.”

[creedslove]

I dont know if you are taking requests but I just imagined joel miller having a bad day, that man is sore and cuddles😭😭😭 and cockwarming while he caresses your back and you caress his?? idk😭😭😭i saw the pedro photo with the glasses and omgggg Also how would you think pedro boys would react to trying cockwarming? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: omg baby, I love Joel, he needs to be cuddled and helped to relax, our poor handsome contractor 😍 love you too, so much 😻

• Joel's work is hard and difficult, not only the physical aspect of it, although it is a lot because he carries heavy things, he does manual work and above all, he has to handle people: clients, suppliers, associates, employees, you name it, he's gotta handle it all

• so it's not only the physical part of working, but rather the emotional and mental sides too, and eventually, some days can be worse than others and when it just happens to be one of these days, Joel feels comforted to know he can just come home to you, because he knows he's got you, and you can count on each other for that

• it's no secret you always cook dinner for your handsome boyfriend, sometimes you make full meals for him, or sometimes you just bake him a chicken/meat pie or even those egg sandwiches that are to die for, whatever it is, he knows he can go home and count on that, but not only food can solve a tiring and stressful day, sometimes he's just dragging himself around and he needs his darlin' to make things right for him

• you are always willing to make him feel good, already knowing Joel from the moment he gets off his truck, you can tell if he's energetic or exhausted, if he's in a good or a bad mood and so on, so when you see him walking home looking almost defeated, his curls sticking to his oily forehead because of the heat, you know it's your time to act and make him feel good

• the first thing you do for your man is to hand him a refreshing bottle of water; yes he can drink a pop or a beer, but water first, it will make a difference and help him feel much better, then you can greet him, and usually as you snake your arms around his body, you can feel how damp his sweaty clothes are, he needs to relax and you are willing to help him

"come on, handsome, let's take a shower, you'll feel alright soon"

• you convince him, kissing his lips gently and nuzzling his neck, taking him by the hand and guiding him to the bathroom, helping Joel undress slowly, first his shirt is gone, then his heavy jeans, his socks and underwear and soon enough, you got your handsome boyfriend under the stream of shower, the way the water fall all over his head, wetting his curls and making him look like a kicked puppy caught in the rain

"you're so tired my love, let me take care of you"

• you whisper to him, knowing it doesn't have to become erotic just yet, you and Joel will have time for it later, but because you know he needs to relax, so you grab your shampoo and spread it all over his hair, you know how much he always compliments you and your smell, so why not treat him to your products? It will make him feel good and relaxed, and that, you enjoy it a lot

• once his hair is done, then it's time for soap and body scrub, Joel never really paid much attention to it, but he cannot deny it feels great, he's at your mercy, your hands caressing and making him feel all the time great

• and once you both step out of the shower, you and him decide to go to the couch, there's no trouble in having some lazy dinner once in a while just scattered around the couch and relaxing completely

• once Joel is done eating, you can finally go to his shoulders, giving him some rubs and massaging softly, you feel the tension knots under your finger tips and all you can do is to whisper to him again asking him to relax and remember the next day will be a new and better day

• and then you both start making out a little, it just feels so good and natural as you kiss, the way you run your hands over each other's body and make each other feel much better, it can end up in sex or not, but it doesn't really matter, you love each other deeply and that's enough for the two of you, because you're there when he needs you and Joel is there when you need him ❤️

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[elsweetheart]

Random…but I have this stupid scenario with Dealer Ellie having reader count all her money…lots and lots of money. reader in her undies looking all cute and confident heheheh or something idk why it’s so specific but I’m thinking about it after listening to “the morning” by the weeknd

oh my …… god …… i’m obsessed with this

countin’ up

🎀 reader being hot, ellie bein a sexy dealer, mentions of drugs and money

you’re a little high yourself, just a smidge from taking a few tokes off ellie’s joint on the walk home — enough for you to feel warm and hazy and confident in ellie’s dorm. the two of you had been to a party that night, and it was a great business night for ellie, coming home with her black backpack practically empty of weed— instead filled with hundreds of notes. not only were people clumsy, overpaying her or accidentally handing over more money than they meant to — but people round those sides were huge tippers, just thrilled to have a big bad dealer show up at daddies pool house. she’d been victorious, and you couldn’t help but grin watching it all unfold.

you’d pulled off the tight dress as soon as you’d made it back to her dorm, warm from the humid summer air outside and wanting to just be comfortable. ellie wolf whistled, distracted by her phone ringing— one of her usual clients calling in to make orders for him and his friends. you tipped the contents of the bag out on the bed, the strong stench of cannabis falling out with all the paper bills. “damn.” you breathed out with a grin, taking a handful of the money and letting it slide out your palm falling into your lap where you’d sat on the bed. the money smelled like weed when you sniffed it and you giggled, envisioning yourself sheepishly handing it over to a shop clerk, their brow lifting at the smell. oops.

you got comfortable, laying down on your elbow on your side and pushing some money to the side, starting to count them up. you’d always count up for ellie, as she told you that she repeatedly would fuck it up. your stomach warmed at the thought of being helpful to her, glancing up to see her writing down her clients order in her notebook sat at her desk. “uh—huh. nah, we don’t sell that one anymore. instead i can offer you…” she opens her drawer, fumbling around with her stock. you smiled, turning back to counting the money setting them in neat piles.

she got off the phone, standing up with a stretch as you continued counting before turning to look at you, eyes scanning over your position and your lack of clothes. “now isn’t this a sight for sore eyes.” she smirked, stepping towards the bed and placing her hand on your thigh, settling herself to sit down on it. you giggled, eyes focused on neatening one of the makeshift piles you’d made. “how many dealers do you know that can say they have a hot girl in her underwear counting money on their bed. that’s like… pimp level shit, man.” she grinned, taking in the scene before her.

“i don’t know any other dealers. only have eyes for one.” you shrugged, finishing up counting. “510 dollars.” you told her, still in disbelief at the sheer quantity from one nights sales. you thought it was risky for ellie to show up with her backpack stuffed to the brim with weed, heavy and pungent — but clearly she knew this would be a jackpot.

“damn.” ellie’s eyebrows jumped before she began sorting the piles herself. “this is the suppliers cut.” she spoke mainly to herself, separating two piles away from the rest. “this is your cut.” she pushed a few piles towards you casually, making you laugh.

“my cut? i don’t work for you, els it’s your money.” you pushed yourself to sit up slightly and didn’t miss the way her eyes dropped to your tits in your lacy bra at the movement.

“nah, come on. you’re my girl. you get the money.” she shrugged you off casually, making you swell and dampen slightly in your underwear.

“really?” you fluttered your lashes up at her and she nodded, starting to pick up her money to transfer it to her desk.

“all yours, babe.”

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[mythserene]

Mark Lewisohn: Drug Buddy (Part Deux) - Mark explains heroin

The longer clip—which is very long and so does have some cuts of his many digressions—is so stupid in so many ways that I cannot address them now because I have to finish my real work. But I am still going to post it below the short clip. The main point is Lewisohn's certainty that John and Yoko were never addicted to heroin. And in his analysis, besides being very impressed with John's experimental ways—which I very much relate to—he opines that John possibly didn't know what withdrawal really was like when he wrote Cold Turkey and also says that John and Yoko once got off heroin by having a driver drive them across America in the back of a car and at the end “they were over it. Which must've been a trip. And a half.”

Like, literally read one single thing on heroin withdrawal, fan boi. A universal side-effect of opiate withdrawal is the alimentary canal waking up and beginning to work again, and it's messy. Always. You don't want to be in the back of a car with no bathroom or clean underwear. It's also incredibly uncomfortable, even including on the eyes, and so I hope they had some curtains on those car windows. The adjustment from the opiate-induced pinhole pupils back to full, shocked, reactivity can feel like getting your pupils dilated at the optometrist. Either way, withdrawal is the opposite of sexy and Lewisohn's breathy awe makes me want to vomit.

In this little clip he talks about the Two Junkies interview and how he has figured the Get Back heroin situation out by the chronology of Spanish Tony (Sanchez) being on set 13 January, then John throwing up in the Canadian Broadcasting Corp's interview on 14 January, and then, says Lewisohn, from John being okay after he throws up. From these clues Lewisohn has deduced that John and Yoko got some from Spanish Tony the day before, did it that night after work, had a hangover the next day, and then were fine. So he has made the jaw-droppingly idiotic (and even more confident) deduction that that's how it went and that there's no evidence that they ever did it again that month.

🫠

LEWISOHN: I think it's very easy to assume that John was strung out on heroin the whole time [of the Get Back sessions]. It's very evident that he was not. He's far too creative and lucid to- to-- doesn't exhibit any signs whatsoever of being strung out. In fact, in Twickenham—I think it's the 14th of January, it's the last day at Twickenham—John begins the day with an interview set up the day before with Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and John is kind of green in this interview. And he's- he's clearly unwell, and in fact he goes off to throw up. And we know that he's thrown up because he comes back and says, ‘I've just thrown up.’ There's no secrets with these guys. They told us everything. Um, and then he's a bit more together. His speech becomes a little bit unglued, and he just becomes a little bit more together. ... And if you look, the day before there's a picture of ... some guys around the Beatles, and one of them is Tony Sanchez. Now, he was- he was heroin supplier to the Stones. And he turns up on the 13th of January, and that night they do heroin, and the next morning John is green, and then he throws up. So there's a clear chronology there. That they've got it from Tony, and they've taken it, and he's not well. And- but there's no indication that he takes it again.

I threw together a few clips of John (and Yoko) from the Two Junkies interview. John before throwing up, John saying he's sick and the cut afterwards—that definitely does not show him saying that he's thrown up—and of him still being toasted afterwards. But if Mark Lewisohn had watched the video—actually watched it with a desire to understand it instead of projecting onto it—let alone had read anything or asked one single expert—he would be unable to talk such nonsense. Not that he's ever challenged on any of it.

Here's the longer clip where Lewisohn sprints into an embrace of full-on, mind-blowing, cringeworthily embarrassing ignorance. “And in fact I'm not sure how many times he took it...”

How does he have the confidence to say such idiotic things without ever even bothering to do a Google search? I would fear the exposure of looking like such a fool. But I know the answer. Because people listen to him and take his words on faith.

[acewritesfics]

Skinny Dipping | Eddie Munson

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Request: from anon

Warnings: a small mention of being high. Poor description of getting naked

Word Count: 809

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It was date night for Eddie and Y/N. They had gone out for dinner and a movie, and now Y/N is wrapped in Eddie’s arms in the back of his van on the property of his drug supplier. Reefer Rick was currently in prison, but he didn’t mind Eddie using his home. He had trust in Eddie, his most dependable and reliable dealer. The back doors were opened wide, revealing a stunning view of Lovers Lake. 

The lake is illuminated by the full moon, making the small waves glisten like diamonds. The summer heat had them both hot and sweaty. They’d been silent for the last ten minutes, just soaking up each other’s presence as they came down from their highs, Metallica playing quietly in the background. 

Y/N is staring out at the lake, her hot, sweaty back pressing up against his equally hot, sweaty chest. At this point, the black crystal water was inviting her in. She’s annoyed with herself for not thinking to bring a swimsuit. But then she has a lightbulb moment. It was not something she had considered before, but desperate times call for desperate measures. 

She pulls away from Eddie, causing her favorite metal head and Dungeon Master to groan. 

“What are you doing?” he asks, slightly frowning in confusion as she climbs out of the van and away from him. “Where are you going?” 

She smirks and turns to face him as she reaches behind her to unzip her skirt. She responds, letting her skirt drop to the ground and stepping over it, “For a swim.” 

“There’s nothing for us to swim in,” Eddie states the obvious. 

“I know,” she smirks, her top quickly joining her skirt, leaving her in deep red lace underwear and a matching bra. She knows it’s Eddie’s favorite set . While she reaches behind her back to unclip her bra, he raises an eyebrow and licks his top lip like he always does when he’s considering something, as he takes her all in. 

“Are you going to join me or sit there and stare at me like some pervert?” she teases, sliding the bra straps down her arms as she removes the lacy garment. 

“I’m a pervert only for you.” He leaps from the van and pulls her into his arms, kissing her vehemently. “I can’t let my girl go in the water by herself,” he murmurs against her lips. 

She returns his kiss with a giggle and runs her hands under his Iron Maiden shirt, his Hellfire Club one being among the dirty laundry in his room. They break the kiss just long enough for Y/N to lift Eddie’s shirt off him. As soon as his shirt hits the ground with her clothing, he hastily returns his lips to hers. She takes his belt off and undoes his jeans as he kicks off his shoes. She pulls his jeans and underwear away from his hips. He shuffles out of them, brushing his rough hands against her soft skin and hooking his fingers into the side of her underwear, pulling them down her legs. 

She takes a step out of her underwear and kicks them to where their clothes are. She smirks as she ends the kiss. “I’ll race you to the water.” 

She doesn’t give him time to prepare as she sprints for the water. As she steps into the lake, the cold water instantly cools her down. She lets out a surprised gasp and laughs as Eddie lifts her up and carries her deeper into the water. As the water gets deeper, she wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. 

Eddie kisses her again, this time softly, as they both float in the water, wrapped in each other’s arms. She had never looked more beautiful to him. Her eyes glistened like the water around them; a bright smile formed on her lips; her skin was shiny and smooth; and the expression on her face was one of pure happiness. 

“I fucking love you so much,” he says, his voice soft and meaningful, his big beautiful brown eyes locked on hers. He had never felt such love before they started dating. It always surprises him that someone like her could love him back. They started dating in his first senior year, which was also her senior year. He couldn’t understand why she had stayed with him for so long. 

He was a third-year senior, the town’s freak, because he didn’t conform to what society expected of him. He was a drug dealer, a fantasy nerd, and a rebel. He had no idea what she saw in him, despite the fact that she had told him numerous times why she loved him. 

“I love you too, Eddie,” she responds, kissing him. 

The rest of their night was spent in total and utter bliss. 

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