#this sucks so fucking badly oh my fucking god and i would bet you all like 500 fucking dollars

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god oh my god this sucks so fucking much, i knew today would be the worst day so far but holy fucking shit i truly just wish i was fucking dead!!

[coryosbaby]

i need sejanus to cum inside me and coryo to eat it out of me bc he wants to taste sejanus so bad but hes too stubborn to ask to suck him off directly

Content warning . 18+, mdni

When Sejanus pulls out of your raw fucked cunt, cooing to you about how precious you are, Coryo’s mouth waters at the sight of the fresh puddle of cum pooling out of you. He can’t seem to explain it, really, but he begins to drool at the sight of the white, creamy fluid. He doesn’t say anything at first— can’t say anything. It would ruin him and Sejanus’ arrangement for sure. Besides, he doesn’t think the other male swings that way.

Until he sees the look on the boy’s face.

He looks smug, a small smirk playing on his lips as he bares those puppy dog eyes into Coryo’s own icy blue ones.

The blonde’s face turns a dusty pink, and he shyly averts his eyes. He tries not to stare at the other man’s softening cock hanging heavy between his muscle-ey thighs, tries not to think about how badly he wants it in his mouth. He feels his own wave of insecurity slicing through him. It would take away his pride to be owned by another man.

But Sejanus slowly but surely rests his hand on the other boy’s smaller back, and smiles.

“It’s okay, Coryo,” he assures him, and Coriolanus doesn’t know what he means by that until he elaborates. “Cmon, why don’t you use her tongue on her?”

You look up at him with pleading eyes, still a desperate cockslut waiting for any type of touch to your sweet, aching cunt.

And fuck it. Coryo’s not doing anything remotely gay, right? After all, he’s only eating pussy.

His tongue nips at his bottom lip, and he slowly crawls in between your spread thighs. Seeing you up close, he can take note that your pussy is swollen and wet, and not just from Sejanus’ cum.

Oh, god. Sejanus’ cum. It isn’t even close to emptying out, still a thick, steady stream coming out of your used hole. Coryo can’t take it anymore— his tongue licks a long, lucid stripe up your throbbing pussy. He groans, your taste and Sejanus’ driving him crazy. He begin to lap at you eagerly, like a puppy getting rewarded a tasty treat. He can hear Sejanus chuckle behind him, amused. He’s too busy satisfying his hunger to care about Sejanus’ fingers slowly trailing up his back. They curl around his golden blonde hair, push him harder, deeper. His tongue slips into your hole with ease, and he slurps up Sejanus’ spend with a hunger he didn’t know he had. As Sejanus guides him up and down, he notices that he’s speaking to him, now.

“I bet you’d like more of my cum, wouldn’t you?” He teases, nearly against the shell of the boys ear. “Cmon, Coryo. Admit it. Wouldn’t it feel so good, having me in your mouth?”

And Coriolanus can’t control himself— he whimpers. Fucking whimpers, as he takes your clit in between his teeth, the heady scent of you and Sejanus and everything between making his head feel fuzzy. Sejanus presses a kiss to his shoulder blade, then, and it’s strangely soft. Strangely comforting.

“We could do that, if you want,” the brunette continues, humming. “I could get you down on your knees, all cute and pretty. Could get Y/N to suck your cock, too…”

Coryo shoves a finger inside you, groaning, rubbing his dick up against the sheets. He gasps when he feels a hand slither underneath his body and palm his bulge. He pulls away from you, ignoring your whine of disappointment.

“Sejanus..” he warns, his eyes nervous. He looks down, sees the hand resting on his crotch. He shivers.

The other boy just smiles at him, squeezing the bulge in his hand. Coryo lets out a tiny moan, and desperately humps into it. Cum drips down his chin, lips, neck. Your knee bumps his, and he sees your pleading face. Sejanus’ hand moves up, towards his waistband. He slips it in, feels the engorged skin there. Coryo lets out the most guttural noise.

“Keep licking her,” Sejanus grunts, beginning to stroke him. “Keep licking her, or I’ll stop.”

[itsmarsss]

hunchback of notre-dame [Wade Wilson/Deadpool x Reader] (Marvel)

You get this ridiculous idea that you just need to mark a huge heart into his back.

Word count: 1,945

Warnings: sexual innuendos and jokes all around, mention of logan being a 'free pass' in your relationship lol, wade having a hard time grasping intimacy that isn't of a sexual nature, wade feeling self-conscious and speaking badly of his own appearance. established relationship. so many ridiculous and over-the-top pet names.

kiiinda loosely based off this ask- "Deadpool with s/o who keeps biting him? Not sexually (mostly) but I need to CHOMP this man."

“Please? Please please please please please please? Come onnnn sweetie-pie. Darling-dear. Baby boy. Baby.”

“Oh my God never call me ‘darling-dear’ again, what is this, medieval england?”

“Don’t change the subject!”

“Geez Louise why do you wanna do that so bad? Is it like a biting kink or something?”

“It could be.” You shrug.

“I’m listening.”

You roll your eyes at his reply. “‘Course now you are. I just wanna see how it looks!”

“It’s gonna heal in like two seconds, you know that, right?. I’m not sure it’ll even show.”

“Yeah but get this- what if you tried really really hard to stop it from healing?”

“I… don’t think that’s how it works, pookie-bear,” he tells you, booping your nose along with the ridiculous pet name.

You ignore it. “You don’t know that!”

He stops to think for a couple seconds before letting out an exaggerated sigh. “Fine. This once.”

“Yes! Take your shirt off. And throw it in the wash, how many days have you been wearing it for?”

“Oh, too many to count, sweetheart.” 

“That’s gross, Wade.”

“Hey now, I’m gonna revoke your biting privileges!” He threatens, but proceeds to take the shirt off as and throw it in the hamper anyway.

“Nuh-uh, no take-backsies.”

“Then stop insulting my habits!” He sits down on the bed and you sit yourself on your legs right behind him. 

“What? When have I ever done that?” You feign confusion, kissing his shoulder.

“Now that’s just gaslighting. You’re a gaslighter. A mean, evil, toxic gaslighter and you’re gaslighting me.”

You laugh. “Oh whatever, grown man who needs to be reminded to do his laundry. You ready?”

“No?”

“Why do you even care so much? You get, like, stabbed on the daily.”

“Yeah but this isn’t… stabbing. Stabbing I’m used to.”

“I can stab you if you want me to.”

“Can you really?” 

“If you’re into that,” you play along.

“Oh you know I am, baby. No but that’s not what I meant.”

You kiss his lower back without a warning, and you can’t contain a smile at the way he shivers. “What do you mean, then?”

“This is… different.” He fidgets with his own hands as he talks, eyes trained on them over his own lap.

“What, not every person you’ve ever dated that’s asked to bite a heart into your back?” You continue kissing your way up his back, up until where you want said heart to start.

“Oh no, everyone asks me for that on the reg actually. I’m actually super mega lucky that I heal so fast, otherwise I’d just have to come home with all those hearts on my back all the time and you would not be happy with that would you?”

You punch his shoulder lightly and he smiles. “You bet I wouldn’t! Only I get to do this, you hear me?” You exclaim, feigning offense.

“Wolvie carved a heart into my thigh once. Hottest thing to ever happen to me. No offense.”

“None taken.” You bite the skin of his back right where you’d just kissed before. Not so hard that it’s meant to hurt, it’s not that kind of night, but not as if he’d break either, since, well, he kind of can’t. You suck lightly on the skin to make sure to leave a tiny mark and it’s a little funny to be doing this with no ulterior motives. “Especially since that for sure never happened.”

“It could have.” 

“If Logan ever carves a fucking heart into your thigh and I’m not there to witness it I will be so mad.” 

“Hey I thought we had a free pass with him!”

“Not if I’m not involved! Or at least get to watch.”

“Aye, aye, captain. Anything else you wanna witness between us, sweetcheeks?”

“I’ll tell you when I’m done, how about that?” You grin before resuming your work, biting and sucking on the scarred skin until you can see the aligned marks almost forming the shape you want them to. 

It’s a shock that it gets him to shut up for even just a few seconds, so it’s no surprise that the silence doesn’t last all that long. “This is…  It’s different… It’s… It’s really intimate isn’t it? Like overwhelmingly so. Is it hot in here, are you hot?”

You stop immediately. “Hey. Don’t freak out on me. I know I insisted a little but I didn’t think you were hesitating ‘cause you were uncomfortable. I wouldn’t have-” 

“No- no no no no no, it’s fine. It’s… Nice. It’s silly, but it’s nice. Just different.”

You stare at him until he manages to get himself to look up at you and nod, easing your worries and letting yourself believe him. “Okay. But only if you’re sure. And don’t call me silly!”

“You’re making it really hard, sugartits.”

“Hey!” You flick the back of his head.

“Ow! What was that for? It’s obvious that by ‘it’ I meant my dick. I was dirty talking. Clearly.”

“You’re ridiculous.” You bite into his skin again. He stays still and weirdly quiet once again, eyes closed and still shivering occasionally as you trace kisses along his back before following them with bites and, finally, the main goal- the hickeys. 

“You done?”

“Almost. Missing three.”

“They all still there?”

“They’re fading, but they’re still there. You trying to keep them?”

He shrugs, very obviously trying his hardest to pretend he doesn’t care. “Well you wanted me to, didn’t you?” 

You smile, cupping his jaw with one of your hands and turning his face to the side so you can give him a quick kiss. 

“Almost done,” you promise.

“Do it harder.”

“What?”

“Bite harder.”

“What, is this you saying you have some sort of biting kink?”

“First of all, you should have guessed that. Second of all, no, I just don’t want them to fade so fast.” 

“So someone’s enjoying the idea now.”

“Enjoying is pushing it. Curious is a better-fitting word.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” Making the last of the marks, you lean back to admire the work. “Done,” you announce, tracing the shape with the tips of your fingers. 

“Well, can I see it?”

“Yeah.” You pull him to his feet and lead him to the full body mirror in the corner of the room. Turning himself around so his back is facing the mirror, he looks over his shoulder so he can see it too.

“Oh.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I thought it would… you can barely see it with the… you know. The scars.”

“Of course you can see it! Look!” You trace the shape on his skin with your pointer finger for him to see in the reflection.

“You know what I meant.” 

“I- didn’t want it to make you feel bad. It was really silly anyway. You can let it heal if you want to.”

“It’s not- it’s not that. Fuck, I know this was supposed to be this whole funny haha silly cutesy little thing but I just- I don’t even know why you do it.”

“Do what?”

“Put up with it.”

“What exactly?”

“This. It’s not really the best view in town, is it?” There he goes, unable to look you in the eye again.

“Sorry?”

“Like why would you even want to see this? You just spent like ten minutes staring at my back, which frankly looks like I single-handedly brought leprosy back to fashion and then you- just- like even just my face is enough for people to, like, projectile vomit. Why’d you make yourself do this right now?”

“I didn’t make myself do anything. I had to convince you to let me do it´.”

“‘Cause you wanna prove something.”

“What would I wanna prove with something so dumb?”

“I don’t know. That you don’t see me as a monster or something.” 

“I don’t see you as a monster. But I wasn’t trying to prove anything.”

Letting his face fall into his hands, he lets out a frustrated sigh, as if he hadn’t meant for the conversation to come to this. And he probably hadn’t, really, but he already did so much of pretending to be fine all the time. It sucked to see him like this, but at least he was letting himself be real, be honest with you about the way he was feeling. 

You’ve come a long way to gain this kind of trust. 

“Sorry. Ruined the moment. Way to go, Wade!” He apologizes.

“You don’t have to say sorry, you know that by now.” 

He glances at the mirror again and sees all the marks have gone away already, his mind going elsewhere and interrupting the focus he’d been putting into trying to put off the healing of them. He finally turns around to actually face you. “See? Can’t even have this one fucking silly little thing you wanted. It’s gone already cause, guess what, I’m a fucking freak of nature now. Like The Hunchback of Notre-Dame or something. I don’t know, I didn’t watch the movie.” 

You laugh. “Well I’ll just be Esmeralda then.”

“Who the fuck is that?”

“Oh you’d find her so hot, dude. But doesn’t matter.” You walk up to him, kissing him gently from his ear to his jaw to his neck to his lips. “Don’t fucking question why I love you ever again, that’s, like, so rude.”

“Oh that was just so sappy, even for you babe, massive sap vibes all over.”

“Oh shut up you big baby.” You place a last gentle kiss on the palm of his hand. “I have an idea.” You pull yourself away from him, disappearing into the bathroom.

“Yeah? Does it involve pity sex? Cause I’m feeling down and I am ready to pounce if you are and-“ He raises an eyebrow in question when you come back holding up something. “That some new vibrator or something?” 

“Can you wait like ten seconds?” 

“Ten seconds? Babe, you know that’s asking too much of me when I’m this horny. They don’t call me The Flash for nothing.” 

“Who is ‘they’? And what does that even mean?”

“Sorry, wrong franchise. You wouldn’t get it.”

“Huh?”

“Back to the vibrator.”

“It’s lipstick.” You turn to face the mirror, taking your time applying the dark red color to your lips. “Kay, turn around, pretty boy.”

“Oooh, kinky! You gonna gimme a rimjob with that lipstick on?  Wait is that another kink? We are full of surprises today.” He quips, turning around as asked. 

“Wade please shut up.” 

“You know I can’t do th- aaahh what are you doing?” He flinches, taken by surprise by the kiss you place on his back, right where the heart you’d marked on him had been.

“Well you can keep these ones a little longer.” This time, he keeps quiet the entire time you take to mark the heart on his back once again, with the lipstick this time, reapplying it before every other kiss so the marks truly showed. 

“Fuuuckkk I’m never washing my back again,” he comments as he admires the reflection in the mirror.

“Don’t even start.” 

“I’m staying dirty forever and it’s gonna be your fault, sweetheart,” he declares as he turns around to face you, and it pleases you to see his mood seems better. 

“We are taking a shower in a couple hours and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“We?” He raises his eyebrows suggestively at the implication.

“If that gets you to actually shower for once.”

“Hey, I shower all the time!”

“Then you can shower without me like a big boy.” 

“Actually I don’t take showers I don’t know how.” 

“Yeah, yeah I figured.”

A/N: hey send me stuff for deadpool i actually enjoyed writing this lol it was v fun and cute!! i hope it isn't much too ooc lol i still gotta get the hang of writing wade

[minswriting]

phone sex - spencer reid x reader

warnings: nsfw content, mdni, masturbation (m & f)

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when a case had arrived as soon as the bau had arrived back to quantico from another case, spencer couldn’t help but feel frustrated. don’t get him wrong, he loves what he does. but after already being gone for a week in new york and then immediately having to go to nevada most definitely takes a toll on him. the poor genius just wanted nothing more than to go home and see you. he was exhausted, mentally drained, and honestly very needy for you.

so now, sat in his hotel room after another very long day on the case, spencer finally had the time to call you. it took a few rings before you finally answered the phone. “hello?” came the soft tone of your voice, though it sounded a bit breathless.

“hey,” spencer said into the receiver, smiling to himself at the mere thought of speaking to you. “how are you doing?”

“mm,” you replied. “i’m doing pretty well. though i’m missing you,” you said softly, still sounding a bit breathless.

spencer caught onto your breathlessness. “did i catch you at a bad time?” he asked with concern in his voice.

you let out a small chuckle. “i think you caught me at a wonderful time,” you said, sighing. “was thinking about you,” your voice dropped to a sultry sort of tone. “how are you?”

spencer’s eyes widened as he realized what you meant. he had called you while you were masturbating to the thought of him. he let out a shaky breath, feeling his cock hardening in his pants. “i-i’m okay,” he stuttered, licking his lips. “it’s been a rough week. i wish i was there with you,” he said, sighing as he undid the buckle of his pants.

“i wish you were here too,” you said. the sound of rustling came over the receiver as spencer listened to you. “i need you, spence,” you murmured over the phone.

“yeah?” spencer asked, lowering his pants before palming himself through his boxers. “need me how?”

you let out a small gasp, a sign that you were indeed touching yourself. “need to feel you,” your voice was shy and quiet as you spoke into the phone, almost nervous.

“tell me what you want,” spencer replied, still palming his hard cock. he swallowed, closing his eyes as he listened to you.

you let out a shaky breath. “i-i want your cock inside me,” you began to speak. “i want to be laying on my back with my legs on your shoulders as you fuck into me,” you explained, touching yourself as you thought about spencer.

spencer could hear the faint sound of your cunt as you fingered yourself. “you’re so wet,” he murmured over the phone, lowering his boxers to reveal his hard length. “can hear how wet you are through the phone.”

“i’m so wet, spence,” you moaned softly. “i want to feel your cock so deep inside of me as you pound into me all while you hold onto my thigh for support,” you continued to speak.

spencer gripped his length, thumbing the tip of his cock. “fuck, baby,” he hissed, gripping himself completely and pumping his hand slowly. “i want to fuck you so badly, princess,” he sighed.

“mm,” you moaned, fingering your cunt. “and eventually, we would change positions and i would be on top of you,” you said, licking your lips. “and i would start bouncing on your cock as it hits that special spot inside of me, making me feel oh-so-good,” you let out another moan.

spencer moaned as well, gaining rhythm with his cock as he jerked himself off. “i bet you feel so good right now,” he groaned, thinking about you riding his cock.

“god i need your cock so bad,” you whined, fucking yourself with your fingers faster. “need you to suck on my tits while i ride you,” you continued.

“oh fuck,” spencer moaned. “are you close, baby?” he asked.

“so close,” you moaned. “can i cum?”

spencer pumped himself faster, listening to the sounds of you masturbating. “of course, baby, of course,” he replied. “i’m so close too,” he moaned.

the both of you continued, listening to each other’s moans. spencer wanted nothing more than to just be at home with you, fucking your tight cunt. you were always so wet for him, so ready to take whatever he gave you. and the thought of cumming inside of you is what sent spencer over the edge. “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fu-“ spencer moaned as his cock stiffened in his hand before releasing his cum onto himself, shooting his stomach and hand with his load.

on the phone came the loud whine of your voice as you came, moaning spencer’s name repeatedly. it was like a mantra, one that spencer could get lost in. and when spencer had finally calmed down, covered in his own cum, he breathed heavily. he listened to your breathing as well as you began to calm down. “i’m gonna fuck you so hard when i get home,” spencer said as he caught his breath.

“please do,” you replied. “i love you, spence,” you murmured.

spencer smiled to himself. “i love you too, y/n.”

[worldlxvlys]

teasing

(part four of the CRUSH series)

bsf! matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutt, no actual p in v, masturbation (male + female), cursing

a/n: read the previous part for context !

“god, you look so beautiful. and your voice? i could listen to you talk all day”

the camera was aimed at his face, but the wet squelching of him jerking himself off could be heard in the background. he was breathing heavily, the sounds of his low pants filling the room.

if he was trying to be discreet, he wasn’t doing a good job at it.

“just-just please keep talking to me, okay ? need to hear your voice so fucking badly”

the video cut off.

i quickly began to record my own video.

“so fucking needy matt, why don’t you show me what you’re doing baby? i can help you, but i gotta be able to see. wanna make sure i’m doing it right”

“you keep sending videos, i’ll keep talking to you pretty boy”

i ended the video and sent it to him, he opened it immediately.

“what am i doing? just enjoying the sound of your voice, sweetheart”

his shirt was off now, the movement of his tatted arm making it obvious that he was still pumping himself furiously.

“ imagining you’re in front of me, on your knees. that pretty face looking up at me while i make a mess all over it. but what i really want is to hear the way you say my name when you’re twitching and shaking under me”

my hand crept past the waistband of my skirt and panties, a moan slipping past my lips while i played with myself.

“ i’d play with you through your panties, watch you squirm while the lace catches on your clit. you just love to tease me, don’t you? let’s see how you like it when i do it back”

the video ended.

i pulled my panties down my legs, holding them in my hand while i hit record;

“you’re right about one thing baby” i spoke, moving the lacy panties into the view of the camera, “i love wearing lace”

i trailed my hand back down to my heat, rubbing the panties against it.

“god, it feels so good matt” i moaned out, eyes screwing shut. “i think about your hands all the time. such long fingers, and those veins? makes me wonder if that’s the only thing on you that’s so veiny”

my breathing began to pick up as i thought about all the times i’d seen his dick push against his pants, practically begging to be sucked.

“and don’t get me started on those grey sweats you love to wear. god, you’re such a slut, basically begging to be fucked dumb. bet you’d like that, huh?”

“you talk about wanting me under you, but what if i made you work for it? what if i made you get on your knees and beg for it?”

SENT.

he opened it immediately, once again. after a few minutes my phone began to ring.

INCOMING FACTIME CALL: MATTTTT 🤭

ACCEPT ? DECLINE?

when the call connected, the sound of matt’s heavy panting rang through my ears. “i’d do it, i would. i- fuck, i’d get on my knees and say whatever you want me to, do whatever you want me to. i’d be so good for you”

“yeah? tell me what you’d do, matt” i spoke as i propped my phone up, angling it so he could see my hand disappearing under my skirt without showing off what was underneath it.

“oh my god” he whispered to himself, mouth hung open slightly as his eyes were fixated on the screen. “i’d make you get on all fours, and finger you just like that” i let out a moan at his words, spreading my legs wider.

“i’d push a finger in slowly, teasing you a little” he spoke, watching while i followed his instructions and pushed in a finger. “like this?” i asked.

“hm, not sure. can’t really see, baby” he replied. “stop teasing me and i’ll stop teasing you” i countered, continuing to move my finger inside of me slowly.

“take it out” he spoke firmly, catching me off guard. “what?” i asked in surprise.

“take your finger out and move it up to your clit, slowly” i followed his instructions with a low huff.

“what, you have an attitude now? i thought you loved teasing?” he spoke in such a cocky tone, i could practically hear his smirk.

i rolled my eyes at that, letting out a quick “fuck you”. his jaw clenched at that, his eyes becoming darker.

“you think i’m playing with you? don’t move. i’m coming over” he spoke quickly, putting his phone down to pull up his pants.

“wait, what?” i asked, finding myself shocked again. when he came back to the phone he was fully dressed and walking out of his room.

“you heard me, stay on the phone. i wanna make sure you don’t touch yourself” he spoke before yelling out to his brothers, “hey, i’m going over to y/n’s, i’ll probably just stay there tonight”

he shut his front door and made his way to the car. “you better have that attitude fixed by the time i get there” he spoke before pulling off.

well, shit.

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ok ok instant rewatch of the relevant scenes - reposting because the cut didn’t work for my wall o’spoilers

Eddie’s confession: noting that after Christopher, the first person he says he lied to is Buck 👀 👀 👀

“you can even take Eddie” “really?” FORESHADOWING

buck needing to be reminded that tommy is gay because everyone is hot to him hashtag just bisexual things 🩷💜💙

HIMBO BUCK CONFIRMED

genuinely this is one of the funniest things that’s ever happened on this show

“How many men did Abby turn gay” - Abby sleep with Eddie next challenge and get this over with

Can I also just say. I love Josh’s pre- vs post-Glee speech. Not to be an old lady yelling at a cloud but even growing up in the early 2000s, when we were starting to get a little bit of rep—Gen Z has no idea. It’s a COMPLETELY different world.

I also really like how Tommy lying to Abby parallels Michael and Athena. I don’t love how close the show comes to completely condoning stealth queer folks lying to an unwitting partner for convenience but like. you cannot conceive of how different the world was, just as I can’t fully conceive of how different it was in the 80s. the 2000s seem like they were recent but the change is enormous.

Ugh I hate Eddie’s constant no homo thing. YES HOMO.

Isn’t the point of confessionals that what happens in the confessional stays in the confessional? literally no-one in this show has any professional ethics

Man this show really loves putting children in pipes huh? but also like MAJOR callback to the well episode. We Know Something LGBTQ+ Is Gonna Happen Today. further professional ethics failures.

uh huh i bet he shared his spumoni with you buck

what even is spumoni

oh it’s a creamy fruity treat 🍨 yeah he definitely shared that 👀

SELF-IDENTIFIED HIMBO BUCK

Tommy realising that if Buck is half Abby’s age… he would also have been half Tommy’s age at the time…

Groaned OUT LOUD when Buck was like “and we have that right [to get married] because of the brave people who came before” BUCK YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD FUCKING ALLY 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ he’s so embarrassing

Tommy like are you breaking up with me? UNO REVERSE BITCH

God everything hitting Tommy at once—realising he’s always known he was on borrowed time, that he needs to get out before he gets too badly hurt. on the other hand tommy you’re an idiot and you need to give buck more credit.

Tommy thinks he understands where Buck’s at because he’s gay and all his relationships with women were lies. But excited as Buck is, he’s not gay—his relationships with women were real! Abby was his “oh shit, next one could be For Real” relationship. The gender doesn’t matter! That’s how bisexuality works!! I really hope Buck gets to talk about that in later episodes.

Holy shit Eddie dancing scene sure is something. I love that they gave Ryan that chance even if it’s cheesy as hell. Also. THIGHS. BUTT. FUCKING THE COUCH ARE YOU KIDDING ME. gays we’re reclaiming couch-fucking jd vance doesn’t get to keep that one.

Eddie opening the door to Buck, seeing him devastated—he’s GOTTA know. And he doesn’t stop smiling. He takes the beer. He looks at it. He looks at Buck. He looks back at the beer, like “why not?” AND THEN THEY BOTH SIT ON THE COUCH HE WAS JUST WRITHING ON

and BUCK IS ALREADY DRINKING

holding the bottle straight like it’s a dick

AND

JUST

SECONDS

LATER

EDDIE OPENS HIS OWN BOTTLE

AND STARTS SUCKING IT OFF

🌈🔥💕👀❤️🌈🔥🍆🏳️‍🌈🔥🎉🏳️‍🌈💖🎉🏳️‍🌈🍆🔥🏳️‍🌈✨💖���👀🏳️‍🌈✨🔥🌈🏳️‍🌈👀💖🍆🍆💦🌈🔥💕🥰💖💕🌈👀💕🎉🍆💖✨🔥🌈💖

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Mr Big - An Angel Reyes/Reader One Shot Story.

So that gif yesterday on the drabble I did prompted this filth. Enjoy, besties! 

Words - 1,854

Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI!

“I’m curious, Angel.”

“Yeah? What about?”

“About that big dick swagger of yours. I’m wondering just how big it is, because if it measures up with the rest of you then damn, I bet you’d give me a hell of a good time.”  

It was the above exchange that had him laughing, almost bashful for a moment, and definitely taken aback at a woman matching him for being forward. You had game in shades, and he appreciated that.  

It was also what led to the words that suddenly upped the ante in your not so subtle flirting. “Then why don’t you take me home and find out?”  

You agreed. Of course, you did. Would Mr Big match up? Well, at 6ft 3, with his back and chest as wide as a highway, and arms like tree trunks, you certainly hoped so. 

After a short bike ride to your place, the mid-afternoon sun warming your skin, you arrive at your home, Angel on you even before you’re through the front door.  

“God damnit, I want you so badly,” he tells you between kisses, making short work of your clothes, his hands stroking blazing paths of heat over you. “I nearly pulled over three times to fuck you right there at the side of the highway against my bike. Fucking devil woman.”  

“I so wouldn’t have stopped you.” It’s a frenzy of feverish kisses, panting in exertion as he strips you naked, your trembling hands unbuttoning his shirt as he lets his kutte fall to the floor, the shirt following, the heat of his skin a decadent blaze against yours as your hands travel over him. He feels even better than he looks, your tongue running up his chest as your hands squeeze his broad back.

Sitting down on the blanket box at the foot of your bed, you scatter open-mouthed kisses full of hunger over his abs, your tongue wetting the line of dark hair leading down from his navel, unfastening his belt. You are greedy in your pursuit of revealing what thickens beneath the jeans you grasp at next, your mouth salivating, aching to pry it loose and swallow it down. What greets you, though, when a combined effort between you has rendered him naked, well...

“Jesus fucking Christ.”  

Angel snorts softly with laughter at both your words and the look of shock upon your face. “Yeah, that’s the standard reaction.” Your Mr Big is more like Mr Absolutely Fucking Massive. He’s just about to ask if you need a minute when you wrap a hand around his thick shaft, bringing your mouth to the tip, kissing just once, your tongue circling slowly, dragging a rumble from him that is sharp-edged.  

Taking him back, you feel him twitch in your mouth, your fingers stroking over his abs, your jaw strained with the effort, his hands soft in your hair, thumbs stroking your cheekbones. The muscles tighten beneath your fingertips, his breath hitching in his throat as the wet drag of your mouth has heat misting through him.  

A few more passes over him with your mouth has him shaking, his groans all smoke and rasp, his hands tightening in your hair, pulling back from you. “I don’t want you to, but you gotta stop, or I’ll blow my load. Fuck, that pretty mouth is too good.” His dark eyes pool with waves of lust as he lays you back on the bed, your mouth placing kisses across his wide chest, a flick of your tongue and a bite to his nipple making him moan, big hands smoothing down your thighs, his lips meeting your neck.

Oh, his weight on top of you. God, you never thought something as simple as being pressed beneath him would feel quite that good. “Fuck, these tits,” he breathes, propping himself up on his forearm, using his other hand to stroke you. “Fucking beautiful.” His head drops, his mouth covering your nipples in the wet suck of his mouth in turn, tongue circling each bud, the briefest hint of teeth jolting you with a quiver, his lips returning to yours, your kisses all syrupy sin, the feel of his cock skimming against your folds causing you to whimper.  

“Damn, baby,” he breathes, kissing your neck, his hands running through your hair and down your arms, stoking you with pure glittering ecstasy as he shifts his hips, the tip of his hardness meeting your dewy entrance. “You got no idea how much I wanna just push right up inside you, feel that hot little pussy gripping on me, shit.” He begins kissing down your body, tongue swiping over your sternum, hands pressing your thighs wider apart. “I gotta wreck you with my tongue first, though.”  

He descends between your legs, the smell of your womanhood intoxicating to him, any little acts of tease he might’ve inflicted soon abandoned, especially after swiping his thumb through your folds, spreading the little gathering of slick as he brings his mouth to them, tongue pressing firmly, gliding in a long, slow lick. “Fuck me, mamas. You taste beautiful.” His praise, followed by another sumptuously thorough swipe of his tongue has tingles glimmering through you, the pleasure so gorgeously thorough, you feel like if this is just the start of it, your brain might be short-circuiting by the time he’s done.  

The drag of his tongue in repeated licks over your clit has you sparking, your fingers tangling in his silky black hair, little cries filling the air, the filthy indulgence bestowed on you causing lightning to flicker at the base of your spine. His mouth is all relentless hunger, sucking on you, stroking your folds before pushing two fingers inside of you, circles of purely sinful heat laved over your clit, his fingertips seeking out every last nerve ending within you, stroking slowly, rubbing utter bliss as he smiles against you, your wail feral and coarse.  

“Fuck, baby. This pretty little pussy is getting so wet. Mmmm, I can’t wait to feel you cum all over my tongue.” he groans, sucking you hard, the tip of his tongue beating over your clit at speed, your legs shaking violently as you pant breathlessly. The intensity burns down to your very bones, heat skittering through your veins, until it’s blooming wildly, all the colours of summer bursting behind your closed eyelids.  

He grants no clemency from the hypnotic beat of his tongue over your bud in the wake of your undoing, tasting your hot, pink folds with swirls and flickers as you gush onto his lips, his beard wet with your nectar as he sucks a mouthful of your cunt, your hands tight in his hair as you feel the coil within you tightening again.  

Needing you, he emerges, your belly kissed by wettened lips before his mouth is on yours, his cock bumping against you in his blinding need to join you, grunting with light annoyance at the miss. Frustration and want flashes his eyes, his teeth prickling your nipple as you raise your hips to him, facilitating his body to align perfectly with yours, your muscles bouncing with lustful quakes as with one fluid push, he’s within you, parting your heat, and god... he feels more incredible than you ever imagined he would.    

You’re skewered on him, feeling boneless against him as his mouth buries at your neck. The pressure and power of him within is like taking an entire storm inside you, his hips rutting eagerly as he reaches your summit, bottoming out and dragging back, your cunt hugging him greedily in desperation for him to do it again, fill you wantonly and make you whole.  

Stars explode through your groin, a knife edge of pleasure ripping through you, your hands stroking his face as he continues to kiss you, all fire, sin and honey, cusses tumbling from his lips as your soaking core grips around him. You hang onto him as he spears you so deep your stomach shudders, legs and arms clinging on around his bulk as he begins to quicken, his mouth back on yours as his fingers graze your scalp and comb through your hair.  

The feel of him rutting against you, dragging wetness from your cunt with every thrust, your dew bathing his cock entirely, you finally slacken and relax, moving fluidly against him as you pant against his shoulder, his mouth finding yours and stealing hot kisses from your lips.  

He is tight and heavy within you, imposing and unimaginable in size and prowess, the power and rhythm of his fuck making you dizzy and drunk on him, his big hands grasping your face as your tongues entwine, his teeth then grazing your lower lip.

A grumbled groan wells in his throat, hips jerking and sending him deeper, your walls clenching around him instinctively, a whimper fluttering over your lips as he drags sparks through you, pleasure taking root and coiling around the base of your spine like a vine about to ascend. You thought taking such a huge cock would be painful, but god, how thoroughly he prepared you to be split so wide, breeched so deep, and fuck, how he knows exactly how to evoke absolutely nothing but the burning sparks of utter bliss.

He begins to pound into you with unhinged vigour and boundless determination, syrupy bliss stirred in your loins, your hands running down his wide, tattooed back and delighting in the feel of every rise and fall of his chiselled, bulky muscles, drinking him in, savouring how fucking perfect the moment is, how no one has ever felt better inside you than him.  

His voracious dominance overwhelms you entirely, your body once again tensing around him as you chase your release, wanting to drag the same from him into you, your bodies colliding wildly as you pant and groan like animals in heat, everything frenzied and fervid.  

You’re away from yourself, floating adrift, lost in the mist until his thunder brings you home, is your anchor pulling your back, the lightning shooting your spine awakening you into full bloom around him, an almost wounded cry leaving your open mouth as your nails claw his shoulders and rake his back. His uncontained hips piston his crest, his cock spurting into you deep, so deep with every wave of release he groans through, thick and hot, like what he leaves of himself within your pulsing walls, utterly spent.  

He moves gently in the wake of all that was urgent and barbarous, his cock twitching within your heat before he becomes still, gazing down at you as your breathing steadies, eyes so bright it’s as if stars fell into his blown pupils. He lays his forehead to yours, fingertips trailing your cheeks, sweaty and breathless.  

“So, I live up to my swagger, right?” Of course, he’d ask that. Of course, he would.  

You smile, kissing him, gently nibbling his lower lip. “Hmm, maybe show me again, just so I can be sure?”

He shrugs lightly, fingertips tracing beads of sweat upon your clavicles, leaning to kiss your throat a couple of times. “Seems only fair.”  

[jungkookjeon0007]

Nights in Vegas | CH. 21 (JJK FF)

☆ summary: When Olivia flies to Las Vegas for her first ever BTS concert w/ her best friend, she was expecting to make lots of unforgettable memories... What she wasn't expecting was to end up with the lead singer, Jeon Jungkook, knocking on her hotel room door only to find her in nothing but a towel. What will happen when the golden maknae wants to see her again? Will it lead to heartbreak, or a promising future for them both?

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x olivia.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, angst, fluff.

☆ word count: 2.57k.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

He walked me over to the bed and laid me down gently. "Do you want me to get you wet first or go straight into it this time? I don't want to hurt you."

I smiled softly at his kindness, "No need to prep me baby, I am more than ready for you."

His eyes turned hungry and in a second, he was attacking my lips again. "I'm going to fuck you so good baby."

He was kissing and sucking on my neck as I let a moan slip out.

"I'm ready for you Kookie, please."

He smirked, "With pleasure beautiful."

He stood up from the bed, taking his shirt off and as he went to reach for his belt, I interrupted him, "WAIT!"

He looked at me in confusion, but that was soon replaced with a smirk when I continued, "Can I undress you the rest of the way."

"Of course. I'm all yours."

I bit my lip as I undid his belt and while looking up at him, looped my fingers under the hem of his boxers. I slowly slid his pants down, salivating as I was face to face with his huge erection. I palmed him through his boxers for a minute, then when I had him writhing under my touch, I pulled them down releasing his perfect dick. It sprung out, hard and on full display for me. The head red, leaking with pre cum and I couldn't help myself as I leaned forward and licked it off the tip. This caught him off guard and his breath got caught in his throat as he took a deep breath. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his member taking my time until I took him by surprise, taking his full length into mouth all at once.

"Holy fucking shit baby-" He moaned out and began breathing heavily. "You're so good at sucking my dick. Mmmmm."

I smirked, popping him out of my mouth.

I ran my tongue slowly up his shaft and once I got to the tip, I swirled my tongue around it again before pleasuring him with my mouth and hand in perfect sync. He reached down, grabbing a handful of my hair as he started thrusting into my mouth. My own saliva was dripping down my chin at this point, but I was not fucking stopping. 

We continued like this until his thrusts began to get sloppier and I could tell he was getting close, "Oh fuck baby, I'm so so close-"

He threw his head back and tightly shut his eyes as sweat was beading up on his forehead.

He moaned out again, "Oh, shit just like that. Please don't stop."

Never in a million years would I have stopped. Even though my throat was getting sore, I kept going until this man got his release.

A few moments later, he stilled his hips as I felt his hot cum shooting down the back of my throat. I swallowed every last drop as he snapped his hips, riding his high out completely before pulling his member out of my mouth.

He was out of breath, but pulled me up to him, and was caressing my skin. "That was so damn amazing baby. I swear to god. But, now it's your turn."

Before I could comprehend what he said, his hands found my button up shirt, tearing it open as the sound of buttons hitting the floor echoed throughout the room

I whimpered at the action as he kissed my neck. "Oops, sorry. I guess you'll have to wear one of mine now. What a shame."

I moaned when I felt him smirk on my skin, "Now, let's get these clothes off of you."

He stripped me down intoxicatingly slow then grabbed my boob, circling his tongue around my hardened nipple."I love your titties Liv, oh my god."

My head was thrown back as moans spilled out.

I wanted him so badly that I was beginning to ache between my legs. I rubbed them together and he must have known why because he looked at me, releasing my nipple. "Don't worry baby girl, I'll take care of that."

He quickly stripped my panties off, slipping his tattooed fingers into my dripping wet folds, and expertly rubbing my swollen clit. "Fucking shit you're so wet. I want to taste you so badly."

Holy hell. Since when did soft Jungkook become so dominant and vocal during sex.

I whimpered, laying my head on his shoulder as he continued rubbing me.I was a moaning mess and started begging him, "Kookie please. I'm begging you to fuck me, I need you."

He smiled. "Okay baby, all you had to do was ask."

He slipped his fingers out of my wetness, bringing them up to his mouth, and while maintaining eye contact, licked them clean. "Mmmm, you taste like strawberries and whip cream. So delicious."

I grabbed his face and kissed him harshly. Without a single word, he grabbed my hips,  turning me around so my back was pressed on his front. "Let's try a new position, hmm?"

I nodded as he whispered in my ear, "Get on all fours for me like a good girl."

I did as he wanted, crawling onto the bed on all fours. My ass was in the air and I looked back to see him ogling at me. "You know what? Fuck it."

In a second he was on the bed behind me and his hot mouth found my wet core.

"Holy shit." I moaned out.

I couldn't stop myself from being so loud as he was eating me out so fucking good that the noises alone from the contact was enough to send me into a frenzy.

My legs were shaking and I put my face in the sheets to hide my moans."Don't hide them baby. Let everyone know how good I make you feel."

With that said, he sat up and aligned himself with my entrance rubbing my swollen pussy with his member. "Remember, don't hide those beautiful moans from me, okay."

He slammed into me, "Oh fuck, you're so damn tight Liv. Mmmmm."

He was moving a little bit at a time and rubbing my ass gently to soothe me. A few thrusts later, he began to thrust harder and before long all you could hear echoing throughout the room was the slapping of skin and uncontrollable moans from the both of us.

"I'm so close." He moaned out.

"Ahh, fuck me too. Keep going, don't stop!"

He started fucking me even harder and before I knew it, the knot in my stomach finally snapped. I moaned so loud there was no doubt that everyone on this entire floor heard me. A few seconds after me, he was also coming undone, "Oh fuck baby, I'm-" And he started shooting his cum deep inside of me before finishing his sentence.

He rode out his high then pulled out as we both collapsed onto the bed.

. . .

[Jungkook's POV]

We laid on the bed until our breathing returned to normal, and stared at each other as she laid on my chest.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked softly.

"I spoke with Bang PD earlier about our relationship and how I wanted to continue being with you even when I go back to Korea. I told him about all the amazing times we've had together here, and how much I have fallen in love with you."

She sat up and looked me in the eyes."What'd he say?"

"He told me that he was glad I got to experience these things, that he would think about it, and call me back in an hour or so."

She smirked at me. "Ahhh, so that's why you had an hour or so before you had to do anything, huh?"

I smirked as my cheeks turned red. "Shut up." I playfully shoved her, planting a soft kiss on her cheek as she giggled.

"But to answer your question, yes. That's what I'm waiting on."

"Are you nervous about what he'll say?" I stared at the ceiling, thinking.

I'm actually not that scared, but part of me feels that he will put some type of stipulation on the relationship and have several rules that we must follow.

Just then, her phone ringing brought me out of my thoughts.

Olivia's side of the conversation:

"Hello?" "Yeah, I'm with him now." "Okay yeah sure! Let me just tell him and then I will meet you down there in 30." "Okay! I'll see you then! Love you too."

End of conversation.

"Who was that?" I asked curiously.

She put her phone on the table as she answered, "Lacie, she's wanting to go shopping and get some souvenirs for her family. I promised I would go with hero."

"Yeah absolutely! Go and have fun. I am just going to be relaxing here for a bit before the concert. I will have a car pick you up at 7 and bring you to the stadium, okay?"

She leaned in, planting a sweet kiss on my lips, "Sounds perfect, Kookie."

We started giggling until the air got serious the moment I received a text message. I leaned over on the night stand to check who it was, and was shocked to see Bang PD's name with a text message:

Bang PD: I will be calling you in about 10 minutes. I've made a decision and would like to talk to you.. Alone.

We both looked from my phone screen to each other. Alone... that made it much more serious.

"Hey. Jungkook, look at me."

I looked up at her with sad eyes thinking the worst but she grabbed my face and kissed my nose, "Baby, you don't even know what he's going to say. Before you start freaking out.. hear him out. You never know, his answer could surprise you."

I grabbed her wrist and held it as she continued to hold my face, "What did I do to deserve someone like you?"

I almost said it so softly that it was a whisper, but she heard me anyways. "You followed your heart and allowed yourself to do what you wanted for a change and I'm so proud of you."

"I love you." I stated as I smiled at her.

"I love you too baby."

. . .

Time skip

[Author's POV]

Olivia had just left to go with Lacie for the day, and Jungkook was straightening up his room. All of a sudden his phone started ringing with an incoming FaceTime call from Bang PD. Jungkook took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he answered the call, "Hello."

"Hello JK, how are you feeling?"

"Honestly I'm a bit nervous sir, but I will be okay."

"Right. Well, I am going to get straight to it if you'd prefer me to do that so we can get this out of the way."

He gulped harshly, "Umm, o-okay. I'm ready."

He was pouring sweat. Hot. Anxious. He even felt a little bit sick to his stomach. He didn't know what Bang was going to say, but what he did know is that whatever he says will determine everything for him and Olivia.

Bang cleared his throat, "Okay, so I definitely did a lot of thinking and weighed all options about how this could work for the both of you and I think personally that the only way this could work, is if she would agree to come to Korea with you so I can see what I think of the pair of you. She can stay at your apartment with you, as I think it's best and want to see how serious she is for you and how well you two do together. I know it's a lot, but that is what my stipulations are because too much lays on the line for you to pack up and leave her here while you're all the way in Korea. If something would happen to leak out and we weren't prepared to handle it... it could be a nightmare not only for you and the members, but for her as well and I definitely don't want that for anyone."

Silence.

Bang sighed, "I'm sorry that I had to come to this decision, but I truly think it's for the best. She needs to see if she can handle this life and see if she can be apart of your world before you guys try to be too serious. It can be a lot for some people and you at least need to let her make that choice for herself."

Silence.

Bang sighed heavily, knowing that this was a lot for Jungkook to process. They sat there in silence for a second until he spoke again. "Do you have any questions or anything? I don't want to be the bad guy here Jungkook, but you boys have worked so hard to build where you are in your professional careers. It's my job to protect you and be sure that you are taken care of."

Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding in, "I-I guess I have no choice right? This is what I will have to do to be with her."

"I'm so sorry. I am just thinking about you boys. The possible outcomes of this going south if she doesn't come with you is very high. We can keep you both private in Korea so much easier and you'll be with her all the time at your apartment I'm sure."

"I appreciate you looking out for us Bang, truly. I just need to figure out how I am going to explain all of this to her. Hopefully she understands, I just hate to take her away from everything she knows including her family. Korea is a very intimidating place at first and I don't want to push her away."

"I understand completely. I really do, I spoke with a few of the trusted staff and they all think it's a good idea as well. You've worked too hard to let it all fall apart JK."

He nodded. "I understand sir. Thank you for at least trying for us and I will talk to her tonight to see what she thinks. Could I call you back to let you know something tomorrow?"

"Of course. Take all of the time that you need and if we are finished here, I unfortunately have a meeting that I need to attend. I will talk to you soon and remember to not be so hard on yourself about this or think the negatives."

"Thank you. I will talk to you soon."

They hung up the phone and Jungkook threw his phone on the bed beside him, grabbing his hair. He was feeling so stressed out and didn't know how to process all that Bang had just said. Of course he knows to be grateful that he even considered something as crazy as this, but never did he think he would have to ask her to move to Korea and change her entire life for him. So much to think about, so much to talk to her about and he was beyond exhausted.

He laid back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "How am I supposed to do this? I don't want her to leave me."

A tear rolled down his cheek at the thought and before he knew it, he was crying.

Tonight is going to be a very rough night.

[niobiumao3]

oh my god what an episode

The opening was SO FUCKING FUNNY I was howling.

"Leia didn't authorize your mission." "Sure she did. Just now!"

'a mere droid' and Chopper is like 'bitcH YOU DID NOT' and Teva immediately going to put a hand out knowing Chopper is a second from resuming his career as a political assassin

I am so glad they used 3PO as a go between and not CG Carrie Fisher. Thank you for learning your lesson guys.

Poor whales in the minefield :( Glad they all appeared to make it out though. I really love their design, especially the octopoid like behavior of their tentacles.

Baylan sending Shin off in a very Sith-like way here, but I more suspect he knew that she wouldn't be killed by Our Heroes because they're who they are, so she'd be safe. This is relevant because whatever he's about to go do is plainly insane, dangerous, and probably going to get him killed. (Eating the sun usually does.) He just doesn't care. But he doesn't want Shin to die.

Hilarious that Thrawn a) calculated his strategy precisely to include Baylan and so b) when Baylan surprises him by fucking off the whole thing is a failure. Thrawn talks big about it but I bet you anything he went to the Mothers all 'wtf is this guy up to tell me it's nothing I need to worry about PLEASE let is be nothing important'.

Sadly for Thrawn my Watsonian analysis indicates he's fucked himself badly by not suspecting Baylan earlier and killing him right there in the hangar because Baylan is almost for sure being called by (affixing my tinfoil hat) the Zeffo, who are like

'BRO! BROOOOO! Can you let us out. PLEASE the space witches won't listen and it sucks in here.'

And he'll be like

'I can for a moon-yo's paw deal.'

'what is a moon-yo'

'not important. I'll let you out if you come with me into the world between worlds'

'why would you want to do that'

'not relevant. then after I do a thing the universe is ALL YOURS.'

'this doesn't sound like a bad deal for us yet your tone implies--'

'It's not! not for you. :) do you want out or not.'

'fine whatever'

Cue a massive mountain-sized templed erupting from the ground and now Ahsoka and Thrawn who are no doubt engaged in mortal combat have a momnet of 'hm. we may need to team up.' which they both H A T E but this is what you get for letting the wolf eat the sun, Thrawn. You had ONE job.

That's just my tinfoil hat. Baylan is releasing the Zeffo because what does he care he's going back in time to kill Baby Hitler the Emperor/Anakin/Plagueis (choose one).

Poor Shin. :( I feel like she was basically a way for Baylan to fill in the aching crater of grief inside him from Order 66 long enough to be able to function, so he cares for her, but ultimately he knows she too will be destroyed when he remakes the universe.

Oh well!

Props to Filoni for letting some other character be better than Ahsoka at light saber duels. I really didn't think that was going to happen but it did.

[normystical]

hrhrgrgrggr i wanna make an animatic of becky apples with certain hazbin hotel characters but i can't. and like even if i had the motivation this very second i do not have TIME FOR THAT so uhh might just spill my ideas all over here w/ altered lyric captions

husk . lucifer . ugh !! husk

i bet lucifer's got perfect hair [vox imitating sweeping hair back cuz he's a jealous and bald mfer lmfao]

husk. husk's got stupid STUPID [ears? claws? idk tbh but he doesn't have hooves so we're changing that lyric,,]

i'm never gonna eat another appLE EVER AGAIN!! [god have mercy on my mediocre art skills bc i will have to illustrate vox not only crushing an apple but with his clawed ass hands]

OO it reallt bunches my f luff to thrink how badly he hurtyou. bbg. tell me your story

[idk what to do with the lines "i left my rider so that i could raise an army (so that you could raise an army) then c-doug popped up and he said something alarming (oo, what'd he say?) he told me that my best friend's ridden (no!) another horse so pretty (no way!)" but i do want to have the latter two lines have charlie just talking about alastor and lucifer fighting all the time like haha those guys. those silly little rascals]

and his name is lucifer [morningstar/the king of hell/HIMSELF] because UGH of course it is !! !

lucifer lucifer whag a gorgeous famcy SCHMUCK luci how you like em apples cuz i think ur apples SUCK [naybe at that part i animate an apple pelted at luci just for shits and giggles itll be fun trust me] lucifer lucifer ggeues what i knew alastor first and while technically i dont know lucifer i know hes the WORST

ugh he is soo the worst vocks . right?? its unbelievable !! stupid luci. but can i tell you about someone whos,, kind of a total lucifer in my life? okay i—i mean im kinda not done being mad about lucifer bu—

WELL I WAS flirtin glirtin with a slick promstoar (this is not the same situation.) he was the finest spider femboy that i ever pursued (rhere was more than one??) he played me like a ukulele (he did.) i dont want no drama baby (too late?) but i FLIPPED when i found out his boyfriend was a wwinged cat guy idk how to change this lyric tbh sorry guys

oh that husk[er] that husk[er]s got stupid pretty legs and i bet that angel dust would let HIM adopt his eggs [cut to vox being horrifically confused and weirded out for half a second] hUsK [angel talking about him happily] HuSk [angel talking to him on the phone] hUsK [angel greeting husk at the door] HuSk [angel moaning his mame while getting fucked lmao get fucked val wait wut] UGH !! even his wings are perkier !!

maybe husk's flirty boyfriend is the one whos the ACTUAL jerk here... UGH!! husk!! making me feel bad for projecting my own insecurities and displacing blame on HIM, when HE really did nothing wrong? UGH. hes the WORST.

[vox clear he throat]

OH RIGht! ur sad :3

i feel ur pain girl, im ur vindicator, and we dont know husk, lucifer, we just know we hate him . this isnt okay and this isnt fiiiine

...let it out bbg

[vox drops his face into val's fluff as he sighs]

its just i thoughgt al,, would always be miine

ok spilling out my ideas FINALLY done jesus fuck this sucks when it's explained rather than imagined or animated lmao

[callsignthirsty]

801 Follower Celebration

My suggestion box will be open for the next 24 hours for the smut prompt list below.

Responses/fills are likely to cap around 1k, so I can answer as many as possible.

Writing for: Top Gun (1986) and Top Gun: Maverick

Include your prompt and your man.

18+ / Minors DNI

100 Smut Dialogue Prompts

"You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up." + 53. "Is that a tattoo?" (Slider)

"You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat."

"How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?"

"You'd better be quiet if you don't want to get caught."

"You look good all soaking wet."

"Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you."

"Oh my god you're so much better than the last person I was with."

"If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat."

"I don't care how good it feels you'd better not cum until I tell you to." (Rooster)

"Look, I'm not into choking but I wouldn't mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while."

"I bet you think you're real cute letting them put their hands all over you. We'll see how cute you look later when I get you home." (Hangman)

"You don't have to be gentle with me, I don't break easily." 

"Touch yourself for me."

"Do you think you deserve to be punished?"

"You take my fingers so well don't you?"

"Shut up and take your pants off."

"When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me." (Cyclone)

"Are you wearing my shirt?"

"Do you need me to finger you first?"

"You'd better be quiet or everyone's going to know what a naughty little slut you are."

"Did I stutter? Do as you're told!"

"Look at you, I've only started using my fingers and you're already shaking."

"I can't wait to be on my knees for you later."

"Maybe if I punish you it'll help you remember who you belong to next time."

"Do you want it on your back or would you like to be on your stomach?"

"Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me."

"Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn't tease me."

"If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself."

"Take it off. Slowly."

"Such a needy little thing, aren't you?"

"Why don't you go put on something pretty for me?"

"Kitten, don't make me tell you twice."

"Pushing back against my fingers already? How pathetic."

"I love the sounds you make when you come undone."

"Maybe I should get you a collar so you don't forget who you belong to."

"You'd better watch your fucking mouth."

"Did I say you could stop?"

"I need you. Now!"

"I'm so sick of your voice. Why don't you come over here and put your mouth to better use?"

"I love the way you look with my fingers inside you."

"You keep acting like a little brat and I'll take you over my knee right here, I don't care how many people are watching."

"I guess I'll just get off all by myself."

"Don't you want to play with me?

"Yes! I mean yes, Sir!"

"When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore."

"Wanna see what I'm wearing underneath all this?"

"You deserve a reward for being so good today, what would you like it to be?"

"I can't wait to put bruises all over that pretty skin."

"You look so good on your knees like that."

"I only want to please you."

51. "Did you touch yourself while I was gone?" 52. "Are you going to be good from now on?" 53. "Is that a tattoos?" (Slider, above with #1) 54. "These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want." 55. "Well, since you wan to cum so badly, why don't we see how many times I can make you cum right now." (Hangman) 56. "Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you." 57. "I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now." 58. "Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting." 59. "So desperate for it, aren't you? Well, if you want it so bad you'd better start taking it." 60. "Please? I'll be good, I promise!" 61. "If you don't change out of those shorts and into some pants I'll have them around your ankles by lunchtime." 62. "I bet all our neighbors can hear you, I bet they all know what a dirty little slut you are." 63. "Open your mouth." 64. "I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers." 65. "Pull my hair!" 66. "If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I'm going to bend you over that bed." (Wolfman) 67. "If you want to cum you'd better beg." 68. "You know I don't like to be teased." 69. "Come here, baby, let Mommy/Daddy take care of you." 70. "Say my name over and over again and, once you think you've said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who's making you feel good." 71. "I'm gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you're spreading your legs for me." 72. "Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?" 73. "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it." 74. "Wow, I think you're blushing even redder than the vibrator inside you." 75. "You know, you look real pretty when you cry." 76. "I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth." 77. "Tell me what you like." 78. "Shh, don't worry, I'll take very good care of you." 79. "Look at you, grinding against everything ,you're really desperate for it. Aren't you?" 80. "How do you feel about two at once?" 81. "Is that a thong?" 82. "Yeah, that's it, baby, just like that." 83. "Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you?" 84. "I love it when you dress up for me." 85. "Did you dress up just for me?" 86. "Let me show you what happens to little brats who don't follow the rules." 87. "Think you can handle that much?" 88. "Mmm, good morning to you, too." 89. "Just pull the car over!" 90. "What's wrong? I thought you liked teasing." 91. "Aww, is my little princess/prince getting shy?" 92. "Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet." 93. "It's okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I'm between your legs." 94. "Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you." 95. "That tickles." 96. "Were you touching yourself without permission?" 97. "I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this." 98. "I see the gift I got you fits well." 99. "You know, there wasn't a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in. 100. "Call me selfish, but I don't ever want anyone else to touch you."

[moonrisecoeur]

oh lord, ok, im back with more filth. apologies again in advance. youve literally encouraged my delusions. i am so delulu for him

**also just wanna disclaimer that im transmasc so if some of the things i say are worded a bit weird its just bc im not personally thinking in a fem perspective ! :)

i know i already talked about it but goddd i want to just pamper and pretty leon up so badly. leon just seems like an eyeliner and nail polish type of guy i cant explain it. hes just so Damn gorgeous in his re2 1998 concept art (leon is genuinely such a fuckin pretty man). i just wanna do his eye makeup, i wanna paint his nails, and god forgive me but id find some pretty lipstick to put on him too. i want to make him cry from pleasure so i can see his eyeliner and shadow leave streaks on his face. i want to fucking smear his lipstick and make him look like a fucking slut. i want to make him kiss and bite my thighs so he leaves them lipstick stained. i wanna tell him how hes such a good boy and to look at how pretty his lipstick marks are while he sucks on me. GRAhh. i wanna press his hands to the bed, look at his pretty fingernails as he holds onto my hand for dear fucking life while i fuck him.

id actually commit atrocities to see leon in thigh highs. LIKE GOD DAMN. FUCK, id be sweating hed look so fucking sexy in that. and yes, some lingerie. i dont care he'd look perfect with his fat tits being barely covered by some pretty lace. and i know hed be so god damn shy at first (god hes so cute), but hed change tune so fast when you cant keep yourself off of him, pawing his tits and biting his thighs. AND BY GOD. THE THIGH HIGHS STAY THE FUCK ON. that man also has THICK fucking thighs, perfect for grabbing and manhandling while you fuck him. like god damn have you seen the power behind those kicks? and all of that strength is gone when you start praising him and rubbing your cock against his ass.

ehehe i think about being with re2 leon domestically sooooso much im ngl. i legit constantly think about how hot itd be to fuck him in uniform ok. loosen enough of the buttons on his button up so you can oogle his chest, pull his pants down just enough so you can fuck him, trapping his legs with his belt. working him up through his pants, driving him crazy bc theyre too thick to get off from just you rubbing through them but getting enough feeling that it gets him hot and bothered. how rough his fingerless gloves would feel against your skin as he grabs at you for support.

i kinda. imagine, at least re2 leon, probably hasnt really done anything involving his ass aside from like, a little bit of curious exploring. (older leons is a hard maybe but this is about my pookie rookie) he'd always been insanely into you domming him, but i know hed be so fucking SHY when you bring up the suggestion of topping him. youd have to give him some time to think on it, poor baby. he's not sure how he feels about it, at least thats what he tells himself, but he cant help but get so flustered when he thinks about it. and you bet that he was redder than a tomato when he asks you to try it. the first time you just start with just your fingers, and that already has him fucking weak and quivering under you. cant control his fucking volume (not like he ever could). touch his dick and hes done. after that, god hed be addicted to it, it takes him a while to get over the initial shyness he feels about liking it so god damn much but FUCK i would not mind hes so sexy underneath me.

and. op. good LOOOORRRRDD. ["but also want to fuck him so so slow and deep i can feel it moving around if i put on hand on his abdomen"] FUCK. GOD DAMNNNN FUCK. when you start fucking him often he'd def loooove pushing his limits on how much he can take. he wants you to stretch his ass, fucking loves the feeling of you pushing in him and hushing him while peppering his face and neck in kisses. he loves to feel stretched and full of your cock and lets you know it, cant keep quiet about it. also this is probably just me but. want that man to have a fucking bush of a happy trail. i wanna run my fingers through and play with it while i fuck him slow and deep so i can feel my cock stretch him. god ID fucking be whimpering at that its so fucking hot jesus christ, i also kjhgkjhsdghsdkgf i love leon having a soft body. like yes he absolutely takes pride in working out and his strength but. softness around those muscles..mmmhnn. softness around muscles is just good in general i like him being at a healthy weight give my man some food rn pleaseee.

i wanna take him out on dates so i can grab and squeeze his waist in the same spot id grab it to fuck him just to get him worked up and thinking about it. what's gonna happen to him the moment no ones watching. or fuck, even better trying to not attract an audience. itd be hard because hes so god damn loud. also maybe even fuck with his head by making him wear a toy. i wanna drive him insane in public. i want him to flush bright red in public from humiliation because he cant think or talk straight.

this is gonna be sooooo controversial but. i know everyone thinks vendetta leon is a hard dom but. i disagree hard on that. hes a BRAT. hes a MASSIVE fucking brat. he'd try real damn hard to come off as a hard dom too, and he'd have such a snarky lip when you try to make him submissive. but if you know what to do it's the easiest shit ever. grab him by the back of his hair and pull his head back. bite and kiss on his neck. whisper to him how its ok baby, i know youre a good boy, i know how badly you wanna be a good boy for me, you dont have to be in control for me love, i wanna make you feel so good. tell him hes Your good boy (fuck hed love you claiming him, hed love you referring to him possessively). man handle him against the wall or onto the edge of the bed. and, god, you could bend him over so fucking easy. hed be a babbling mess, no thoughts in his pretty little head aside from your words and your dick. first time you fuck his ass hed cum untouched just from you praising him.

ok this is a bit on the weirder side but. god dogboy leon is so hot? also just. werewolves are sexy as fuck. so like consider werewolf leon. ok and then put him in a collar. he'd follow you like a lost puppy, doesnt even need a leash. he loves his leash and collar so much tho, showing who he belongs to, he loves getting tugged around by you. and you cant stop because he makes the prettiest whimpers when you do. i wanna stroke his ears while im on top of him, i wanna pull his tail when i bend him over. itd be so hot being marked up by his sharp teeth and claws cause poor little puppy cant control himself when youre fucking him so good.

OK THIS IS GETTING TOO LONG JESUS CHRIST

THIS ISNT PEGGING BUT I JUST. WANNA THROW THIS OUT THERE TOO BC GGRHHH. its been getting cold and alllll i can think abouttt is just a warm and comfy at home date. get some warm drinks, maybe watch a movie or play a game, but poor baby cant focus 'cause im cockwarming him the entire time. he can hold on for dear life all he wants, but tries anything? tries getting himself off? what a bad boy. hed fucking choke a sob at that. im just trying to help him relax and stay warm. he doesnt need to be thinking anything during his well deserved time off. dont worry ill make sure he knows how good he is when he relaxes and enjoys our drinks, movie, game, date. ill praise him when he stays still while i milk his dick. such a good boy, being obedient while i make him cum inside of me after a very long night. <3

-🐕

AHHH THE THOUGHTS CONSUME ME

i am so sorry ill stop bugging you after this if you want but god i just wanted to add in, i want to mark and bruise leon up so much that hed have to dress like a fucking nun if he didnt want anyone seeing how aggressively ive claimed him. (he doesnt. he likes everyone knowing. :))

-🐕

i don't even know what to respond to this except i promise ill write something soon hehehe. thank you for your serivce pls send more as more horny thoughts come to u. i expect to hear from u every day like clockwork

[ryanlockheart]

sydney's green eyes peered up at the younger male, looking at him with nothing but pure adoration. maddox had stormed into his world, and all it took was a cocky grin and some filthy words exchanged to have sydney down on his knees. hook, line, and sinker. "yes, daddy. it's about them. they're gonna be so shocked at how well i fuckin' take their cocks, how i clean their feet, how i swallow down their piss like it's nothing," sydney answered with a smirk. he could tell that maddox wanted it just as badly as he did. he was worried that it would be too much for maddox, but sydney had quickly learned that he'd underestimated maddox. the freshman was just as filthy as he was, and sydney loved it. he wanted maddox to push him to his limits, to shatter his comfort zone, to leave him shaking in the wake of the aftermath of each escapade. "you're gonna be so proud of me, daddy... worshipping all those sweaty feet, taking all those fat cocks in my tight little cunt, gooning for all your friends. i'd probably piss all over myself, wouldn't be able to help. 'd be fuckin' pathetic, but i bet you all would love it, seeing me so fucking slutty," sydney breathed out. "i wanna do it because we both wanna do it. i wanna be your little whore, and i want you to slut me out to your team. i wanna take all of those cocks and clean all those sweaty feet and pits... i want all your teammates to fucking wreck me, and i want you to encourage it. i want you to egg them on and to push me harder. i wanna be so good, they beg you to bring me back to use me as their little pocketpussy." his face was bright red, all of the heat in his body going straight to his face. he'd never felt so alive, and it was all thanks to maddox. he knew how to make him feel like an absolute princess, blessed with all the luck in the world, but, at the same time, a filthy whore who was meant to do nothing more than service maddox and his friends' cocks. "that's exactly what i want. i wanna be so full of piss and cock and cum that i don't know what to do with myself. i want to feel you pissing in me while your two friends stretch me out a-and another two have their filthy feet on my face. i'd be cumming in no time," sydney rambled on. once he got started, he never slowed down. "oh, god, daddy... they'd love 'em. just wait. you get them all riled up and wearing those for a week or so, and i'll be the best gooner slut you've ever seen. i'll make sure every last one of them cums on my feet, and i'll use it as lube for the next cock. and when it's all done, i'll clean 'em myself while you fuck me so hard i piss all over the place. and i want you to record it. i want you to post it online. i want everyone to see how good a slut i am for you and your boys," the raven-haired boy went on eagerly. his heart was racing and pounding against his ribcage. sydney loved it, and he knew that effect was all maddox. maddox was a keeper, no doubt about it. "i need it, daddy. i wanna be your everything. i wanna be your footslut, your cumdump you pimp out to your friends, your good girl, your princess, your li'l housewife. i can be it all," sydney promised. "i'll cook you dinner and be your arm candy to parties and take care of you. i'll let you dress me up however you want... and at the end of the night, you'll come home and you'll fuck me so hard we just about break the bed." there was a true connection between them, one that went beyond merely physical attraction. he wanted to belong to maddox in every way he could — body, mind, and soul. "no one could ever touch me like you do. i mean, i've only gotten to suck you off, but i could've came right then and there... no one's done that before," sydney explained. "guess they should've treated my daddy better if they wanted a piece of me. now, they'll never get it. fuckin' losers. they'll be so jealous, watching me be a slut for you."

"that's 'cause i was! i was waiting on you to just snap and bend me over in front of everyone," sydney admitted. "and when you didn't, i'd go back to my room and fuck myself silly on a dildo. i'd pretend it was you, and then i'd take off my socks and sniff them like they were yours... and i'd cum so quick. but it was never enough. it never scratched my itch... i needed you." there would be no doubt that sydney craved maddox this whole time. he didn't play it cool or act hard to get. that got you nowhere, he reasoned. he tried to contain himself and flirt, but it was to no avail. the dam had finally broken, and he had to have maddox. nothing would be good enough unless it was maddox pounding his tight cunt all night. "that's exactly what i want. we'll make a fucking scene wherever we go. you're mine, and i'm yours. everybody's gonna know it," sydney hummed. the halloween party was just the first step. all of his frat brothers would get the message, that maddox owned him — and that he deserved respect. before he knew, he was surrounded by the lanky guys, cocks in hand. he breathed in, and all he could describe the musk as was pure masculinity. from maddox and benji's sweaty feet to their low-hanging balls, it stirred something in sydney. his cock was aching to be touched, but he ignored it. he'd get his relief soon enough. "howdy, boys," sydney said with a smirk on his face. he was still far too occupied with benji and maddox to get a really good look at them all. he could just sense their presence — and breathe it in. as maddox laid down the ground rules, sydney nodded. "daddy, pick the biggest cock and let them fuck my face while i fuck your feet... please," he begged, putting those puppy dog eyes to good use. "fuckin' go live for all i care. i'll just be your little pocketpussy, gooning too hard to care," sydney encouraged him. his tongue was quickly on those sweaty feet again. long, languid stripes of his saliva were left from heel to toe over and over again. their feet were practically dripping his drool by the time he was good and ready to slot his cock between their feet. he looked up at benji, from his spot down on the carpeted floor. "benji," sydney started, letting his tongue slide across his toes. "i think you should let me take those big feet and fuck them. d'y'know how hot that'd be?" he was feigning innocence to the best of his ability — and sydney had perfected that long ago to get out of trouble so he knew it worked. "you're fuckin' hot, y'know that? 's why my daddy picked you out. he knew you'd put this little senior slut to good use. it was so fuckin' hot when you pissed all over me... and then you came all over my face. if you let me fuck your feet, i'll make sure you get to bust another nut... and i'll let you pick where, long as my daddy says it's okay," sydney went on. "so, please, benji, lemme be a good gooner slut for you and my daddy. i wanna cover your feet in my cum." if the crowd hadn't been intrigued before, they certainly were now. all of the familiar faces in the frat were there — clearly jealous but too turned on to look away. sydney finally turned to face them all. the camera flashes burned in his eyes, but it didn't deter him at all. "maddox's right, y'know? your little dicks would never make me goon like he does," sydney boasted. "i know you've all been fuckin' drooling over me like dogs, but too bad. you should've treated my daddy better. he owns this tight pussy, and he gets to decide who uses it. i doubt he'd even let you touch me if you begged and apologized... and if you think this is hot, just wait. he's gonna show you all how a real man fucks a fuckin' pussy. maybe you can learn a few things." his attention shifted back to the younger men. his green eyes found maddox's brown eyes, desperate to know that he'd done a good job, to hear the validation of the man he was crazy about on his own ears.

"you're right, princess — it is always about me," maddox asserted, brow cocked ever so slightly. "but when daddy brings his friends around, or when he treats the team to your tight little cunt, it's about them too. i already know that you'll pull out all of your best tricks for my boys, but if you want me to let you get pounded by them again and again, you better treat them right." he absolutely intended to bring their sordid fantasy to life, but not without setting the ground rules. thankfully, sydney seemed completely dedicated to following every rule he set into place — no matter how filthy or degrading it turned out to be. "sounds like you know your place, princess. i can't wait to show you off, to see that tight cunt spread out on all those cocks... i know you won't stop 'til you're so fucked out that your eyes are crossed and you're drooling all over yourself," he said with a sly grin. "god, princess. pretty soon you're gonna be the team's favorite gooner whore — getting fucked within an inch of your goddamn life every time we win a game or need to blow off steam after practice. tell me something, baby... are you doing this because it's what i want, or because it's what you want? i think i already know the answer, but i want to hear it from your lips." maddox could see the anticipation in sydney's sparkling eyes, could hear the desperation in his tone — he knew that getting passed around by a group of sweaty jocks was something he'd likely dreamt of before, something that popped into his head regularly as he fucked himself silly on a plastic cock. but simply knowing wasn't good enough for him; he wanted to hear it from the whore's mouth. "fuck, baby — you want daddy to fill you up with piss while my boys breed you one by one? that little cunt's gonna be so full," maddox groaned. "my boys are gonna love your feet just as much as i do, but once you get those soles on their cocks... they're gonna be addicted, princess. i'm gonna have to set up a day where we all goon out together, using nothing but our rank feet and sweaty pits to get off. you wouldn't even know how to control yourself, would you? i'd tell the entire team to wear the same pair of socks the whole week, and then i'd invite you in there and just let you go wild." he never imagined his first time with sydney would be so filthy, but he was quickly learning to expect the unexpected with the older boy. he was doing anything in his power to drive sydney crazy, to leave him desperate and clinging to every word that left his lips. "you're all mine, babygirl. i'm gonna use that little cunt until you can't go a day without feeling my cock in your stomach, i'm gonna worship those feet every single day and it won't matter who watches. you're gonna be my little cumdump, my footslut, my pass-around whore to slut out whenever i want," he promised. "but you know what? you're gonna be my princess, too. gonna give you everything you want — i'll be your man, your daddy. everything you could ever ask for, you're gonna find it in me, baby." it wouldn't be nearly enough for maddox to only have sydney sexually. he needed to have sydney all to himself — to have his beautiful face nestled in the crook of his neck as they slept, to take him out on romantic dates and prove that he could be more than some little fling. surely, he would prove that to sydney in time, if he hadn't already. "they'll regret it once they realize they'll never get to touch you the way i do," maddox aid with a smirk. "i'm sure they've waited by for years to get to fuck you. they probably couldn't wait for you to get drunk enough to give one of them a chance, and yet here you are... giving it all up to the little freshman they can't stand. it's kinda funny, when you think about it."

"you have no idea how long i've been waiting, do you? that ass, and those feet, have been on my mind since the day i met you. you don't exactly make it easy, either — walking around in tight little shorts and socks all the time, practically begging someone to bend you over and fuck a load into you," maddox said with a small chuckle. he'd already made a mess of sydney, and yet he'd never seen anything more beautiful. those messy curls, rosy cheeks, and pleading eyes were going to be on replay in his head for weeks to come, whenever sydney wasn't around and all he had was the memory. "if that's what you want, then that's what you'll get. i'll have you on your knees in a bathroom stall, bent over bend a tree, or spread out on the middle of the quad. there won't be a student here that doesn't know that sydney greene belongs to me — i'll make sure of it," he promised. maddox could tell that the older boy was loving every second of this, on his knees before two freshmen while all the seniors watched on. this was only the beginning, and they already had everyone's attention — he could only imagine what would happen once they reached the finale. "you hear that, boys? sydney's gonna properly apologize for his douchebag friends, so come in closer. get your cocks out — if you haven't already — and surround him, 'til he can fucking smell your sweaty nuts around his face. i'm not kidding." before maddox knew it, there was a group of freshmen standing behind sydney, their jeans pooled around their ankles as they stroked their hard cocks to the scene playing out in front of them. "you have daddy's permission to do whatever you want with them, princess — but not before you bust a load on mine and benji's feet. if you wanna suck on one of those big cock's while you do it, that's up to you... but benji and i are your focus for now, okay? no more piss, ass, or feet until you've done what daddy told you to do." honestly, maddox had no clue what he was doing — but he followed sydney's lead without question, gathering his friends for even more debauchery and filth. his cock twitched between his thighs, just seeing sydney in the middle of so many guys that would have loved nothing more than to pound him 'til his screams echoed through the house. "absolutely, princess... it'll be so hot watching you suck on some random fucker's socks while daddy knocks you up. i'll probably post a pic on my story, or maybe a video," he smirked. as sydney worshipped their feet, it was like everyone else around them had faded away — the older boy was in gooner mode, huffing and licking at their soles like he'd never had anything better. benji's eyes were screwed shut, head leaning against the sofa as he was taken to another world. "you can fuck them whenever you want, angel... but why don't you beg benji a little, first? he seems a little nervous, don't you think? maybe he could use a bit of encouragement," maddox said with a knowing smirk. he knew that benji needed no convincing, but he wanted to bring the younger boy out of his shell a little bit. "f-fuck, that feels so good," benji whimpered as sydney licked along his sweaty soles, toes curling in pleasure. maddox's lips were parted slightly, eyes transfixed on sydney in all his glory — he'd never seen anything so filthy, and yet he still wanted more. he didn't want to stop until sydney could barely speak, 'til he was shooting blanks and covered in the loads of every freshman in the room. "that's right, princess... why don't you turn around and tell all your friends how addicted to freshman feet you are? tell them that they couldn't get you off no matter how hard they tried, now that you've committed yourself to being a fucking freshman's pocket pussy," maddox ordered, glancing at the other seniors who watched them eagerly. "do that, and daddy's got a special surprise for you. and trust me — you're gonna love daddy's surprises."

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

so we’ve all seen josh’s dickprint through the jumpsuits… i want nothing more than to suck him off over the jumpsuit and making a mess all over it

i bet he would make me lick it all off the fabric too

Mmm yes pls.

Having Josh after a show with all his stage energy and having him take you to his dressing room just to feel you, knowing he can hardly wait to take you home. You'd seen his nearly total outline of his shaft on stage, and it kind of turned you on to know everyone else could too, but you know that it's all yours.

Josh sits back up and pulls his dick out of your mouth, watching you swallow the rest of his load down. "Oh my God baby, holy fuck." He pants, looking desperately to catch his breath. You watch as his dick lays against the fabric of his jumpsuit, staining the material with his cum. "You better clean up the mess you made." Josh says with a devilish grin that only makes you weaker. You give him a fucked out smile as you lean forward sweetly and lick up the cum from the velvet beneath. "Such a good girl." "Just for you."

"I need you so badly." He'd mumble between rushed kisses, hurrying to pull his suit down. You put your hand in the way of the zipper track, stopping him from getting totally naked, he looks at you confused. "Wanna kiss it first." You'd whisper against his lips before coming to your knees. "Watching you tonight up there, all I could think of his how soft it would feel to kiss your velvet covered cock." You tease as you trail your fingers over his dick print in his suit, Josh sucks in a breath at the feeling of your hand over his shaft. "Fuck." He'd whisper as you kiss gently over the material, feeling the warmth of his hardened member just beneath. You kiss all over him, wanting to tease him like he's teased you all night. You finally bring down his zipper and release him from his clothes, letting the jumpsuit rest off his hips. Josh watches intently, his lips parted as you take him in your hand, softly stroking him and bringing him to your mouth.

His hand immediately goes to the back of your hair, guiding you along as you suck him off. His head falls back as his other hand grips the edge of the table behind him, moaning and groaning at the way your tongue runs beneath his cock.

The sound of your name off his lips sounds so pretty you can't help but squeeze your thighs together and moan around him. The sensation of your vibrations makes Josh's grip on your hair even tighter, a louder moan pulls out of him and you know he's close. You quicken your speed, drool running down your chin, you look up at him like his own personal porn star as you take him as far you can into your throat, "Oh fuuuck." He groans as he can't help but pump his hips up and against your mouth, fucking your face and letting him use you.

You love watching him so whiny and desperate for his release and you want him to take it so badly. His pace gets sloppy and you hollow out your cheeks to pull him over and suddenly he's bending over you as he cums with a raspy moan, "Fuck, I'm-ah fuck." He whimpers out, his grip on your hair, knuckle white as he cums down your throat. You moan as you taste him, so good and so sweet and salty as he always is.

[zodiakuroo]

pierced

idk what to tell you this is just 2k of pussy eating (don’t blame me blame eren brain rot)

18+, minors dni

part 2

“What did you do?!” You say, incredulously. It’s a rhetorical question, you can see exactly what he’s done. Eren stands in front of you, shamelessly, with his pants and boxers dropped to his ankles as his flaccid penis hangs between his thighs. Your attention is mainly focused on the brand new, shiny titanium barbell that goes through the head of his dick.

“Do you like it?” You can tell by his posture and the shit-eating grin on his face that he’s incredibly proud of his newest body modification.

“Why on earth would you get a piercing there?” The bulbous head is just few shades of pink darker than the rest of his pale shaft. You wince in your seat, imagining what it would feel like to stick a needle right through your most sensitive parts.

“Well, it was a dare and Jean bet that I wouldn’t so I had to.” He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, fully aware of how silly it sounds as he says it out loud.

“Of course.” You mutter. What other chain of events would lead to your boyfriend coming home with a fucking Prince Albert. “Does it hurt?” You lean in just a little closer and notice the little bit of dried blood where the jewelry pierces his flesh.

“Nah. Didn’t feel a thing.” He says with a wink and begins dressing himself again before dropping down on couch next you, throwing his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his chest.

“You’re such an idiot.” You giggle, nuzzling your head into his neck, inhaling the heady scent you’ve come to associate with him.

“There is one thing though.” His voice is softer, lacking it’s usual self-assured tone. He can’t say that he’s happy about what he’s about to tell you. In fact, had he known about this small detail beforehand he might not have gone through with that stupid dare.

“Hmm?” You respond noncommittally, too preoccupied by your current task of leaving gentle kisses on his jaw and giving him the soft affection you know he loves but will never ask for.

“No sex for a month. Piercer’s orders.” His eyes drift down cautiously to gauge your reaction.

You stop in your tracks and frown up at him. At first you think he’s kidding but no such luck. “Oh my god.” You groan. “You’re such an idiot.”

Three days.

A grand total of three days.

It’s sad really, but you should have seen it coming. Like Eren Jaeger’s libido would ever let him go a whole 30 days with no sex.

He blames you and the way you prance around the apartment in those tight, short shorts. How is he not supposed to want you when he has to spend the day watching your tits bounce around in that white tank top, nipples just barely visible through the fabric?

It’s not like you put up much of a fight anyways. The way that man has you wrapped around your finger, all it took was a few well-placed touches and whispers of how much he misses the way you feel and the way you taste. Just like that, Eren has you naked, legs hanging off the edge of the bed with his face buried in your cunt.

“Love this pussy.” He murmurs, nipping at the soft skin of your inner thigh. “Can’t live without it.”

He knows that he can’t be inside you. He knows. And yet he continues to torture himself because this is as close as he can get to what he really needs.

The rough pads of his fingertips massage your wall making you buck into his hand, silently begging for something deeper. He laps at you with his tongue, running it from your clit all the way down to your hole, licking up the slick that leaks out around his knuckles.

You feel the sparks of pleasure heating up your abdomen and you squeeze your thighs around his head, weaving your hands through his long, mahogany locks. ‘Eren’falls from your lips over and over in breathy mewls that only encourage him to keep going. His fingers put in double time hitting the special spot deep inside you while he seals his lips around clit and pulls it into his mouth. You dig your heels into his back to give you leverage to rut into his face as he pushes you closer and closer towards an inevitable orgasm.

You’re so hot and wet inside, squeezing so tight around his fingers. His mind conjures up memories of how good it felt to have your gooey walls clamping down on his dick and the soft cries you let out as he split you open.

He’s rock solid in his sweats right now and his cock hurts, sensitive tissue swelling and pulsating around his still fresh piercing. But he can’t think about that right now. All that’s on his mind is how badly he wants to be inside you right now. Any of your holes, it doesn’t matter which. But they’re all off limits.

Quite frankly, it pisses him off.

There is no choice but for him to take his frustrations out on your body. He slowly drags his fingers out of you, marveling at the way your needy cunt tries to pull him back in.

Before you can even protest Eren presses his fingers, still warm from your pussy and covered in your cream, against your lips.

“Open up.” He practically growls, voice thick with arousal.

You part your lips in response, letting him clean his fingers off using your tongue. Reflexively, you close your lips around them and begin to suck, moaning at the taste of yourself.

“God, princess.” He pants with his jaw slack. “Want your mouth around me so bad.”

It only motivates you to take his fingers deeper. Deep enough to make you gag as your drool runs down his knuckles while you swirl your tongue around his digits.

The way you look at him doesn’t help either. Usually you’d shy away from eye contact when he makes you do something embarrassing like this, sucking on his fingers like you’re sucking on his cock. But tonight is different. You stare straight at him with that heavy-lidded gaze, eyes glossy and full of want. The frustration is killing him, he can’t stand to look at you anymore so instead he gives his undivided attention to your cunt.

“Babe you wanna know something?” His breath fans over your soaked core, making you twitch in his hold. Something gives you the feeling that he’s not really talking to you, he’s talking to what’s between your legs. Although he’s not even looking at you, you still nod your head yes, so wound up you’ll take anything from him at this point.

“I read online,” He goes quiet for a moment, distracted at the way your weeping hole clenches around nothing, almost like it’s begging for him to fill it. “That dick piercings feel real good in pussy. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Eren bends down to lick at your dripping hole, he slides his tongue all the way down, making sure not waste a single drop, stopping just above the tight ring of muscle making your squeal in surprise.

”Can you imagine it?” He drags is fingers from your lips, leaving a path of saliva down the valley of your breasts, across your stomach until he reaches your clit, rubbing the sensitive numb in slow, steady circles with his thumb while you fist the sheets trying to swallow the sounds he’s coaxing out of you. “How it’s gonna feel inside you? How it’s gonna hit that spot that makes you go dumb?”

Sure, he sounds composed but when you look down at him and see the way his pupils are blown wide, pretty pink tongue hanging slightly out of his mouth, you know he’s imagining it too.

“Gonna drive you crazy.” His calloused fingertips dig further into your pudgy thighs, clipped nails leaving little crescents indented in your skin. “Make you even more crazy for my cock than you already are.”

“Yeah ‘ren.” You gasp as he runs his tongue through your folds. “Wan’ your cock.” You babble mindless agreements at whatever filth he’s spewing, too fucked out and desperate for his cock to care.

Like the bastard he is, he chuckles at your response, satisfied with knowing that you want him just as bad as he wants you.

He leans forward and presses the flat of his tongue against your entrance, telling you (wordlessly) what he wants.

Beg

He wants you to beg for it.

And of course you oblige. You chant out ‘please Eren, please Eren, please Eren’ over and over again as if you’ve forgotten every other word.

He rewards for your obedience by pushing the slippery muscle into your hole, nice and slow savouring the way your tart essence covers his taste buds.

“Fuck- more please.” Your back arches off the bed in response but his left hand splays across your abdomen keeping you in place.

His right thumb is still rubbing you, pressing harder, going faster while he drives his tongue even deeper licking up all of your juices like a man starved. He devours you shamelessly, the sloppy sounds only drowned out by your pornographic whining. He thrusts in and out, in and out, in and out, fucking you with his tongue, making sure to taste every inch of you.

Your flavor is addictive, he can’t get enough. He grunts against with his face shoved against you, sending vibrations from your core, right up your spine. His fingers and tongue assault your pussy mercilessly, setting every single nerve on fire.

“Baby- ah- I- I’m close” you whimper, feeling tension brewing in your core, threatening to burst at any second.

“No.” The hand that was playing with your pussy comes down hard on your puffy clit, the sound of the smack echoing in the quiet room.

You let out a cry, so high pitched you can hardly believe it’s your voice.

“Can’t come until I do.” Just like that, he’s off of you completely, leaving you trembling without his touch.

The pain and frustration have tears brimming at your lash line. How cruel of him. To dangle an orgasm right in front of your face before yanking it away. You begin to stammer out pleas, begging him to touch you again, but they fall on deaf ears.

“C’mon princess. ‘S only fair right?” He looks up at you with the sweetest, emerald puppy dog eyes, juxtaposing the lewd way he licks the remnants of your arousal from his swollen lips.

It’s not fair at all. You weren’t the one who decided to get their dick pierced on a whim. Why should you have to suffer? But there’s too much blood in your throbbing cunt and not enough in your brain so you can hardly put together a coherent sentence, let alone argue with him.

“Gonna edge you like this every day yeah?” He shifts his body to hover over you, using his arms to hold himself up so that his nose barely brushes yours and stray stands of his messy hair tickle the sides of your face. “Till I get to fuck you again.” He dips down to kiss you on the lips. It’s barely more than a peck, far too chaste and gone far too soon.

“Christ, I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

[waitimcomingtoo]

Never Try, Never Know

Pairing: Peter Parker enemies to lovers

Synopsis: Flash pesters you about your sex life

Read the series or read on its own

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A month later, you were in Peter’s room once again. Doing your homework together had once again become a make out session.

You were underneath Peter with your hands up in his hair. Your skirt was hiked up around your waist and his jeans were brushing against you every time he moved. His hand was resting just below your boob, pressing firmly on your rib cage. As you kissed him, you slowly moved his hand up and kept yours on top of his. You squeezed your hand, prompting him to squeeze your boob. You could feel him smile into the kiss as he gained more confidence. He slipped his hand under your shirt and brushed his thumb over your bra. You moaned into his mouth, hoping he would keep going. You could feel his boner against your thigh and you were dying for him to take the next step already.

“Can I take my shirt off? You whispered against his lips. He nodded eagerly in response. You pulled away from Peter for a moment to pull your shirt off and tossed it to the floor. His cheeks tinted pink since this was the first time you’d done this. He shyly looked at you and gulped so you gave him a reassuring smile.

“It’s okay.” You told him. “You can touch me.”

Peter hesitated before putting his hand back on your boob. He bent down to kiss you again and slowly trailed kisses down your neck. You were combing your fingers through his hair as he kissed the tops of your breasts, thinking you were finally about to go all the way with him. Before you had a chance to do anything else, Peter pulled away and groaned.

“Oh my God.” He gulped and sat up.

“Are you okay?” You sat up as well to check on him.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “I’ll be right back.”

You slumped back on the bed as Peter climbed off and went to the bathroom. Once you heard his shower turn on, you let out an angry huff. You squeezed your legs together in frustration before slipping your shirt back on.

That was how it always went. You’d get close but never go all the way. You knew Peter was a virgin, but you were starting to think he wanted to stay that way. You didn’t want to push Peter before he was ready, but your sexual frustration was getting to be more than you could handle. If you waited any longer, you thought you might explode.

“I’m back.” Peter announced, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Sorry about that. I get overstimulated very easily. All my nerve endings are extra sensitive.”

“It’s fine.” You faked a smile as he sat next to you. “But you know, you don’t have to calm yourself down every time. You could run with it.”

“Run with it?” Peter asked. “You mean, you want me to…”

“Fuck me. Yeah.” You nodded. “Just a suggestion.”

Peter’s face blushed all the way down to his neck at your bluntness. He shyly laughed and put his lap top on his lap.

“You’re crazy.” He chuckled. “What do you want to watch?”

“I’m fine with anything.” You faked a smile and rested your head on his shoulder. You didn’t want him to know you were disappointed. If he wasn’t ready, then he wasn’t ready. The only problem was, you were a little more then ready. You were two close calls away from begging him to fuck you, and you could only hope it wouldn’t resort to that.

~

You were in a bad mood the next day at school. All you could think about was how badly you wanted to get off. It felt like Peter was dangling himself in front of you but never letting you have him. To make a bad day worse, Flash spotted you at your locker and decided to pester you.

“Hey, pretty lady.” He smiled as he flicked some of your hair off your shoulder. “What are you doing tonight? Wanna get Flash-y on a Friday?”

“Fuck off.” You groaned. “I have a boyfriend.”

“There is no way you and Parker are actually together.” Flash scoffed when you rejected him. “This has got to be some weird hate sex thing.”

You froze when he mentioned sex since it was currently a sensitive topic for you.

“It’s not.” You said quickly. “Peter is my boyfriend, and you make me drier than sandpaper. Buh bye.”

You pushed him away from you and kept walking, but he followed.

“Who do you guys think you’re fooling? Everyone knows you guys hate each other.” Flash insisted.

“We used too.” You shrugged. “Now we love each other.”

“Are you sure you’re not just hooking up to get your frustration out and thinking it’s a relationship?”

You sucked in a sharp breath when he mentioned it again, growing frustrated now.

“I’m positive.” You grumbled.

“Why?”

“Because we haven’t even…” You trailed off when you realized you said too much. But it was too late. Flash’s jaw dropped as he bounced up and down.

“You guys haven’t had sex yet?” He asked. “How? You’ve been together like two months.”

“Can you keep your voice down please?” You hissed. “It’s none of your business. And it’s normal for couples to wait.”

“You know what?” Flash snickered. “I’m not even surprised that you guys haven’t done it yet. He’s not man enough to try anything.”

“Yes he is.” You said. “Shut up Flash.”

“Are you sure about that?” Flash taunted.

“Yes.” You snapped as your confidence slowly faded. “I’m sure. Now leave me alone.”

“I kinda feel sorry for you.” He continued. “You’re dating the man who played the girl part in last years musical. It’s probably the only girl part he’s ever seen.”

“Shut up.” You repeated. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t I? Because I’m willing to bet Peter doesn’t have a single clue what to do in bed. He’d be like, “orgasm? You mean organism? It’s an animal, plant, or single celled life form”, or something.” Flash mimicked his voice. “He’s probably awful. He’ll never be able to please you.”

“Yes he can.” You said quietly, but you weren’t sure. You hated to admit it, but you were starting to think Flash might be right.

“How would you know?” Flash taunted. That pushed you to your edge. You knew if you didn’t say something now, Flash would tell the whole school and humiliate Peter.

“Because I was kidding. We have had sex.” You lied. “He sexed me like, a hundred times. Including last night.”

“Really?” Flash narrowed his eyes.

“Yeah. He nearly broke my pelvis.” You continued. “That’s why I’m in leggings today. I’m really sore.”

“Peter Parker left you sore?” Flash snorted. “What’d he do? Forgot you were there and sit on you?”

“No. He fucked me.” You said confidently this time. “Really, really well.”

“Nope. I don’t believe you.” Flash shook his head. “There is no way Little orphan Annie is having sex. Not a chance.”

“Well, he is.” You shrugged. “And he’s got a huge dick. Like, the size of a salt shaker.”

“Salt shakers are like two inches.” Flash scoffed.

“Not the kind you have at home.” You rolled your eyes. “Like, the really big ones at Italian restaurants. That size.”

“For real?” Flash’s eyes widened.

“Yeah.” You began to lose confidence in your lying ability. “Real, um, real monster cock on that boy. He’s uh, he’s a mouthful.”

“You mean handful?” Flash asked.

“I said what I said.”

“No way.” Flash gasped.

“Uh huh. He’s the best I ever had.” You egged it on. “By a long shot, too. He really knows what he’s doing.”

“You’re telling me Peter Parker is some kind of sex god?” Flash raised an eyebrow.

“Yep.” You replied. “In fact, I’m going to his apartment later for more. I just can’t get enough. You’d understand if you were getting it this good.”

“Who would have thought.” Flash shook his head. “I certainly didn’t see this coming.”

“Well, speaking of coming, I better go. Peter’s expecting me.” You smiled tightly and walked away from Flash. You squeezed your eyes shut in embarrassment as you left him, unsure of how much damage you had just done.

~

Flash spotted Peter at the lockers the next day and thought of your conversation from the day before. Always looking for trouble, he walked up to Peter and leaned against his locker.

“Hey, Penis Parker.” Flash said with a grin.

“Go away Flash.” Peter groaned.

“Woah.” Flash held up his hands. “That’s no way to talk to someone who knows your dirty little secret.”

Peter stiffened when he heard this and gave his full attention to Flash.

“What?”

“Yup.” He nodded. “I was just talking to Y/n and she told me all about your double life.”

“She what?” Peter asked as he began to panic.

“Yeah. I can’t believe you were able to keep it hidden this long. I’m almost impressed.” Flash said as he folded his arms. Peter grabbed him by the shirt and pressed him up against the lockers as Flash gasped.

“Woah, woah, woah. Take me to dinner first, jeez.” Flash said as Peter loosened his grip.

“What do you know?” Peter said through gritted teeth.

“Not much. Just that you’re not the man I thought you were.” Flash winked.

“What?” Peter flushed with rage.

“You know what I’m talking about.” Flash said before blowing him a kiss. “Bye!”

Peter watched him leave as a nervous anger settled in his stomach. He didn’t know Flash was talking about something entirely different. He assumed you told him about his Spider-Man secret and he was furious with you.

After school, Peter walked to your apartment and used his spare key. He found you in your room and wasted no time in letting you have it.

“What did you tell Flash?” Peter demanded as he slammed the door behind him. You were someone who hated being yelled at, so you were immediately annoyed with Peter’s behavior.

“Woah.” You scoffed. “Nice to see you too.”

“Why did Flash tell me I wasn’t he man he thought I was?” Peter continued. “Did you tell him I was Spiderman?”

“Excuse me?” You stood up angrily. “You can’t just barge in here, yelling at me and accusing me of exposing your secret.”

“I can when you told the worst person we know something I trusted you with.” Peter snapped. “Did you seriously tell him I was Spiderman?”

“Yes, Peter. I told Flash your biggest secret.” You said sarcastically. “I went straight up to him and said, “hey, want to hear some information my boyfriend specifically trusted me to keep?” Then I made rode off in his porch and we made love under the stars. Oh, and we’re writing a cookbook together. It’s called “I Didn’t tell Flash Your Fucking Secret”. You can preorder now.”

“Real funny.” Peter seethed. “If you didn’t tell him, then why did he say you told him my secret? Why was he impressed that I had hidden it for so long?”

“Because I told him…” Your shouting trailed off when you realized what you told Flash was much worse.

“Told him what?” Peter asked angrily.

“Nothing. I didn’t tell him anything. Just calm down.” You rolled your eyes and flopped back on the bed.

“I am calm.” He yelled. “You have to tell me what you said to him.”

“No I don’t.” You said simply. “I have the right to remain silent. I don’t have to tell you shit.”

“If you didn’t tell him I was Spiderman then what could you have possibly told him?” Peter whined as he sat next to you. He was smart enough to know yelling at you would just make you more defensive.

“I don’t want to tell you.” You said quietly.

“Why?”

“It’s embarrassing.” You whined as you covered your face.

“So is your outfit.” Peter shrugged. You uncovered your face to narrow your eyes at him.

“Fucker.” You grumbled.

“Just tell me.” Peter groaned. “Or I’ll shit the bed next time we cuddle.”

“I need you to take a step back from this conversation and think about what you just said to me.” You said seriously.

“I’ll do it.” He threatened.

“Fine. I told him you were…” You mumbled the end of the sentence so even with his super hearing, he couldn’t hear you.

“What?”

“I told him you were really good at sex.” You reluctantly confessed. “I told him all the dirty little secrets of our sex life and that’s what he was talking about when he came up to you. I didn’t tell him anything about spiderman. I cannot believe you think I’d do that to you.”

“You…wait, what?” Peter stuttered as his face went bright red. “What?!”

“Don’t make me repeat it.” You pleaded.

“How did you tell him about our sex life if we never...” Peter’s sentence tapered off like it usually did when it came to talking about something real.

“Fucked?” You raised an unamused eyebrow. If he couldn’t even say the word, you wondered how he’d ever do the action.

“Yeah.” He gulped. “That.”

“I don’t know. I made stuff up.” You shrugged. “I told him we had sex all the time and that you were super good at it. And that, you know, you have a monster cock.” You mumbled the last part out of embarrassment.

“A what?” Peter sputtered. “A fucking what?”

“I was hyping you up.” You defended yourself. “And it’s not like I can’t feel it when we spoon.”

Peter flushed again and rubbed his face.

“Why were you telling him any of this?” He asked wearily.

“Because.” You mumbled, not wanting to tell Peter why the topic ever came up.

“Because why?” He pressed.

“Because he was saying you’d never be able to please me and you were too inexperienced to try anything so I put him in his place.” You explained. “I’m the only one who can make fun of you like that. Not him.”

Peter looked at you with sad eyes as the weight of your words hit him.

“Is that what you think?” He worried. “That I couldn’t please you?”

“What? No, Pete.” You shook your head. “I don’t think that. That’s just what Flash was saying. You know how he is.”

“But he’s right.” Peter gulped. “I am inexperienced. You were my first kiss. I’d have no idea how to...you know.”

“That’s okay.” You assured him. “I don’t expect anything from you.”

That didn’t sit well with Peter. Instead of cheering him up, it made him feel worse.

“Have you had sex before?” He asked quietly. You blinked a few times, knowing your answer would only make the situation worse.

“Yeah.” You nodded stiffly. “I have.”

“Shit.” Peter whispered as he looked down. You noticed he was clenching and unclenching his fist, something he did when he was anxious.

“Peter, I’m sorry.” You got off the bed and put your hands on his face. “I didn’t mean to make you feel insecure. We can just drop this. It doesn’t matter.”

“You feel the same way, don’t you?” Peter frowned with glassy eyes. “You agree with what Flash said so you overcompensated on my behalf. That’s why you told him all those things.”

“Pete, I don’t give a fuck what Flash says.” You told him. “I never have. I was just trying to shut him up.”

“You just told me you don’t expect anything from me.” He said as he moved away from you. “You don’t think I could please you, do you? You think I’m too innocent and inexperienced.”

“Well, you are innocent and inexperienced.” You said calmly. “But that’s not a bad thing. We love each other, okay? And when we’re ready to take the next step, we will.”

Peter sucked in a sharp breath and bit his bottom lip, telling you he was fighting back tears. You put one hand on his shoulder and one on his face in an attempt to comfort him.

“Hey.” You said soothingly. “What’s wrong?”

“First you tell me you wanted to sleep with Bucky, and now I find out you’re telling Flash about our ridiculous make believe sex life because you were too embarrassed to tell him we don’t have one.” Peter said sadly.

“What do those two things have to do with the other?”

“I can’t compete!” Peter exclaimed. “Flash is probably right. I probably can’t please you. I’m just…I’m just a virgin who can’t drive.”

“It’s okay.” You chuckled. “I knew both of those things before I started dating you.”

You only made the situation worse by saying this. The confidence had been knocked right out of Peter and it showed. He was visible shaken over the conversation and you wished it never started.

“Pete.” You sighed. “You don’t have to get upset about this. It’s just a stupid thing Flash said.”

“A stupid thing Flash said that you’re worried is true.” Peter stated. You opened your mouth but quickly shut it when you realized he was right. As much as you hated to admit it, Flash had gotten in your head.

“I’m not worried.” You said weakly.

“I can smell when you’re lying.” Peter said as he glared at you.

“That’s not fair.” You groaned. “Don’t sniff out my emotions.”

“It’s not just your emotions. It’s what you’re saying.” Peter protested. “You were too ashamed to tell him we haven’t had sex yet, weren’t you? And now you think what he said was right.”

“I’m not ashamed. But, I mean, it’s not like you ever try anything.” You shrugged. “We make out and then you take a cold shower and put on a movie. I’m not trying to push you before you’re ready, but Jesus Peter. You can’t even say the word “fuck”. You could barely say “horny” a month ago. They’re just words. You don’t have to be scared of them.”

“I’m not scared. I was trying to be a gentleman. But apparently, that’s not good enough for you.” He shot back.

“Are you mad at me? Is this a fight?” You honestly wondered. You didn’t expect him to react the way he was and it was throwing you off. You’d gotten into plenty of arguments before, but never like this. You were a couple now and the stakes were much higher.

“I don’t know how I feel right now. I know this conversation made me feel really bad, though.” He answered. Your eyes softened for a moment before your anger returned.

“What’s your problem? You should be thanking me.” You insisted. “Flash is probably telling the whole school how great you are in bed. Why are you so upset?”

“I’m upset because my girlfriend thinks I can’t fuck her.” Peter gravely as he stared you in the eyes. You uncrossed your arms and blinked a few times, surprised that he finally said it.

“Yeah.” He stated as he got ready to leave. “I can say the word.”

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