#thots with m

[djarrex]

thigh riding with steb in uniform? fem!reader if that's something I should specify, love your writing <3

thigh riding with men in uniform is always a yes from me

18+ drabble below | steb x reader

Steb’s ears twitched with the sense of impending danger and he unceremoniously pulled you behind around the corner, practically lifting you off your feet. He tucked the two of you between a narrow alleyway carved by nearly-touching buildings, shrouded in shadows. It wasn’t roomy by any means, and the haste he’d displayed when trying to get out of sight resulted in awkward positioning. Fronts mashed together. His steady, quiet breaths tickled your forehead as he remained vigilant of what could come your way. Frantic footsteps and displeased curses came from nearby, seemingly on the hunt for the pair of unwanted Enforcers that had been caught lurking for evidence in prohibited territory. 

You closed your eyes and chewed your lip, maintaining the control of your own breathing patterns until you calmed enough to tactical silence. Moments later, the men you’d been tailing ran by, thankfully oblivious to your presence in the very alley the two of you were uncomfortably lodged in.

It wasn’t until the sound of receding footsteps had faded completely that you allowed yourself to release a breath you’d been holding in, Steb doing the same. 

The precarious placement of his thigh wedged between your legs wasn’t noticed until the spell of adrenaline had started to simmer down. It was purely innocuous – but Steb adjusted his stance slightly, causing his thigh to rub against your core. Your breathing immediately hitched at the contact, heartbeat pounding in the clench of your jaw. His body went stiff but it was difficult to discern Steb’s expression with the lack of light, which in turn made it near impossible to read his mind. The only cue you were given to go off of was the faint sound of how his own breath seemed to catch in his throat at the realization of what he’d done. 

There was no attempt to amend, to correct. By either of you. All that remained was this charged, unmoving silence. You couldn’t speak, wouldn't speak – but the faint pressure of his thigh pressed against your core was too enticing to ignore. Testing, you subtly shifted your hips. Practically ground yourself against his leg. That singular, experimental movement was met was Steb’s physical response. Tentative, his hands went to your hips. Squeezed you with a hint of reassurance. Emboldened, you did it again. This time, you allowed a quiet gasp to escape. Your hand instinctively flew up to clasp over your mouth.

It felt wrong, yet right. Untimely, yet at a head. 

As you picked up the pace, a barely audible rumble came from Steb. A hum pleasantly mixed with a low groan. Unexpectedly, he removed a hand from your hips only to guide your free one to his shoulder. An invitation of sorts. Unabashedly accepting, you gripped the buckle there and continued to rock yourself against his thigh with a new fervour. Steb held you a bit tighter, more determined. Whimpers muted in the palm of your hand. Your head thunked against the stone wall at your back. The current predicament, the danger, the company – it was all mixing into an engrossing concoction that sent heat all over and tingled down to your toes. His steady hands and perfectly firm, lithe body grounded you. Allowed you to take what you needed. Even though it was too dark to witness, you felt the weight of his curious gaze upon you. Observant. Taking note of what it took for you to make such pretty sounds–unbeknownst to you–even if they were wasted into the cover of your hand.

The squared shoulder of his perfect posture is what you held on to, and the pressure of his thigh and slight give of the uniform fabric was perfect as you rocked yourself toward a blissfully hazy orgasm. 

Suddenly jelly-legged, you couldn’t help but slump the remaining miniscule distance into Steb. Beneath his fitted uniform, his pulse thrummed quickly. His chest rose and fell with a deep sigh. Something else unexpected was the feeling of him hardened now, a bulge tented in those uniform grays. A million more thoughts sparred with each other in your head. Something told you Steb was having a similar mental battle, because neither of you made any effort to move, lest the tension-riddled moment be lost before it could blessedly snap. 

[houseofpsychoticwomxn]

thinking about treating scott like a princess ᜊ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᜊ

he’d gripe and groan about how long it takes you to get ready, leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom looking down at his watch ever so often as you sat on the counter finishing your makeup.

“the tornado won’t care if your eyeshadow or whatever looks perfect. can we go yet?”

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

he’d chew his gum and impatiently cross his arms while he waited on you in the dressing room, nodding along as you talked about the fabric and fit of whatever you were trying on next, taking mental note to just give you his card and get the little fashion show at home next time.

“just buy them both, yeah? if we don’t leave soon they’ll lock us in here.” he’s a sassy man! of course if you called him that to his face he’d give you a mean look and make you call him sir before doing anything else. like that wouldn’t prove your point.

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

he treated you like a princess most of the time, and now it was his turn.

“come on, scotty just try it!” you pouted, holding out the face mask package matching the one currently on your face.

“fine, but this is a one time thing, alright? don’t try to make this a habit ‘cause its not gonna happen.” he rolled his eyes and leaned back against the bathroom counter, letting you get closer without leaning down so you could actually reach him, forcing you to stand on your tip-toes as you put it on him.

you knew the fluffy headband was a stretch but his hair getting in the way and irritating him made it easier to pull off, leaving you with an unamused pretty princess of a boyfriend, mostly interested in keeping you tame while making up for all the time he had to spend away from you.

[l3viat8an]

Nsfw more of my biting kink but with the little shit- Belphie 𓃾 !!!

Belphie biting you when you’ve been ‘misbehaving’ (you’ve been paying more attention to his brothers ‘n the others, then you have to him) and he wants…no, needs to leave his marks all over you.

It’s such a great way to remind everyone that you belong to him.

Also the type of little shit to loudly ask where the marks he left on your neck the night before went…..with everybody around just to watch you turn red and glare at him. (He loves it:))

And!!!! And!!! Belphie biting you when he wants to tease you~

Especially when he isn’t giving you, what you really want in bed.

Taking his sweet time to tease you by nipping at your skin here and there, mostly across your chest and neck. watching as you buck your hips against his….enjoying the little whines falling from your lips as you beg him for more, well, anything really! You just need more!!! and Belphie’s being a fuckin’ tease! His only response being to bite harder into your skin making you cry out his name even louder <3

[roosterbruiser]

I feel like Jake is very touchy in general. When you’re together his hand is on you somewhere. Not in a possessive way but he just feels better with the contact and so when he is tied up he loses it (in a good way) he sees you touching yourself and just comes right there

(Is that too dirty for slumber party?)

oh girl......this isn't dirty enough for slumber party

Jake absolutely has to have a hand on you at all times. because I say so, I think Jake was a bit touch starved before. so, when he meets and then promptly falls in love with you--he takes all the touching he can get.

you're exactly right--it isn't always sexual or possessive. sometimes it's just him stroking your hair as you watch reruns of Cheers. other times it's his hand on your hip while you walk around the grocery store. occasionally it's his nose pressed to your cheek while you two blink yourselves awake on a particularly lazy Sunday morning. usually it's his hand in the back pocket of your jeans or his fingers laced with yours or his palm slid beneath your shirt to rest on your belly.

sometimes, though--it is possessive. at The Hard Deck, when Rooster's had one too many and is doing that thing where he gets too close when he talks and laughs too loud at nothing, Jake is standing with his arm wrapped firmly around your waist. and it isn't that he doesn't trust you (or that he doesn't trust Bradley), but it's that it makes breathing easier when he feels you right up against him.

needless to say, touch is very important to Jake. it keeps him going. he keens at your touch, but loves even more to have his hands all over you.

so, when he walks into the house after a half-day on base and sees you splayed across the couch on your belly, mostly naked and writhing as your fingers disappear inside of you at a dizzying repetition--he isn't sure what to do. his breath is stuck in his molars, his eyes are wide, his belly is tight.

but it's when he hears the beautiful sounds tumbling from your parted, swollen lips that his body seemingly reacts for him. he can't stop it anymore than he can stop a thought from forming in his head. he climaxes right there in the entryway watching you service yourself like that, your warm face buried against the couch cushion, your fingers wet, your legs spread.

and you two don't mind helping each other with the cleanup at all.

[cutterface]

thinking about when my boyfriend slapped my cunt and i jumped cuz it was out of nowhere while he was rubbing my clit and he said “did that hurt?” and i nodded and he put his fingers in me and slapped my pussy like 5 times and said “then why do you keep getting so wet?”

[lil-shiro]

I need the all f1 teams/media to move to bluesky asap 😔

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[cloneloverrrrr]

heyyyyy can i request a fic from the smut prompts you reblogged recently 👉👈 specifically Tech x m!reader with “My little slut to ruin.” and “That’s it, fuck, that’s a good boy.”

Hey my angel I’m so sorry this took slightly longer😫

I have tried my best to write for sweet Tech and this is my first M x reader fic I hope it’s ok & you are happy with it ✨❤️🥲 if I have not wrote this correct or miss said anything LMK 🫶🏻

Dividers my my best boo @idontgetanysleep 🫶🏻

𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗕𝗼𝘆- 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁 ⠀

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𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:🔞 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

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𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝟵𝟵 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝘅 𝗠!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁⠀⠀⠀⠀

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 868

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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 , 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗗𝗢𝗠, 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 / 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸, 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗢𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗠 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴

Tech sat at his desk in the workshop, forever wanting to keep his hands busy with repairs or upgrades, seemingly whatever he can get his hands on and your hoping it’s you, the first time had opened your eyes to something new. You now know that Tech fucks just like he thinks- fast and without pause, completely merciless. And oh maker you needed it again.

Once more you found yourself in front of the door to his private quarters eagerly awaiting his touch. A soft knock at his door.

“Enter” you hear Tech along with a buzzing sound, clearly he was engaged.

“You wanted to see me sir?” In no way are you hiding the pathetic begging in your voice that you want him, want to be ruined by him.

“Affirmative” Tech speaks but his do not move from the device in front of him.

“Remove your items of clothing” his voice low, lower than usual and maker it got you hard.

You slowly begin to remove your clothes placing them neatly by his work desk. His eyes begin to study you yet he does not speak one word however the deep desire to ruin you is taking over as each second goes by.

“You’ve been working all day Tech let me take c..”

Your words cut off by an loud over the top selfish sigh, his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.

“I suggest you play with yourself whilst I get undressed. Do not make me wait longer than needed.”

Of course you do as your told for Tech, he fucks you so good you’d be a kriffing fool to now do as he says. You spit into your hand and gently fist your length, a breath hitches in the back of your throat and you bite your bottom lip, a feeble attempt to stifle your delicate moans.

He makes quick haste of removing his armour piece by piece, his blacks unable to hide the growing bulge. He sucks in a deep breath and something primal, something hungry flashed behind his goggles. The look had you feeling weak at the knees blood rushing to your sex already so fucking hard for him leaking beads of pre cum.

Before you could even speak Tech flipped you over onto your stomach, his lean muscular thigh pushed between your legs spreading you open for him to take as his. To claim.

The harsh possessive grip on your hips tingled your flesh as he pulled your ass up aligning you just right with his throbbing length. Tech bent over slightly spitting down your ass, deft fingers massaging the wetness.

He hums his approval.

Breathy groans fell from your lips.

You whimper as he slides into you with force, stretching your hole around his cock, the aches and stings send goosebumps erupting across your skin.

“Ohh Tech - fuck “ you rasp.

His pace slow at first allowing you time to adjust to his size. Without warning his calloused hands push you right down into the mattress , face pushed into the pillows. He lays down atop of you his thighs spread yours apart allowing deeper access and he fucks into you merciless.

Skin on skin, full heavy balls slapping against you, pants and groans fill the room.

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good boy” his voice horse , strained.

Tech has bringing you to orgasm down to a science; he is in complete control of how long you both last.

He’s in control, he likes it and won’t give up. A mindless emotionless fuck and he wants to see you come undone for him.

“My little slut to ruin” he groans as his pants become faster.

He leans forward and places kisses your bare neck, dragging his tongue across your skin and grazing his teeth down your skin , you whine and groan in response, his pace becoming harder more vehement, ripping your hole apart and it feels so good, your sweet release oh so close.

Your fingers claw into the grey covers below you, your eyes shut as your face contours into blissful pleasure. Your throbbing cock desperate to cum. One last painful thrust has your body erupting pure rapture warm cum shoots out underneath you staining the sheets. Pitiful moans and chanting Techs name over and over fill the small room.

“Mmm good boy did that feel good?” His words stutter as his pace falters.

It doesn’t take long for Tech to paint your insides with warm thick ropes of cum. His strained cries such beautiful music to your ears.

Techs lithe body collapses against yours as he holds onto your shoulders. Finally as his breathing calms he gently removes himself from you placing a tender kiss at the base of your spine. Your contented sigh brings a small smile to his lips. Tech watches as you turn over to face him a devilish glee twinkling in your eyes.

“I take it you won’t plunder our little secret?” He says with a gravely voice as you begin to take his throbbing member in your mouth.

[djarrex]

steb & tonfa play? would he even? gonna let that idea simmer

[houseofpsychoticwomxn]

Do you have any thoughts on Scott Miller🧏 it’s so hard to find anyone who writes for him

there are a few different accounts I love that post for him !! you just have to know where to look (deep in the scott miller tag lmfao)

anyways my scott hc of the day is that if you bring a book or a project to work on during a work trip he’ll be quizzing you about it on the way back - asking you what you learned, and more importantly, if it was worth it to tune him out half the drive 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[bimboprincess111]

how do i tell him every post i make i want him to like n obsess over n the pics i post i want him to rb to show off. would do anything to be shown off by him :ccc

[tonguetyd]

Hey sorry I can’t talk right now, thinking about hands.

[roosterbruiser]

Do you think there's anything that makes Jake cum like... immediately? For example scratching gently on his stomach and he couldn't stop his orgasm even if he tried

SAME FOR BRADLEY AND VINNY

as someone who has made a man cum from touching his lower back (bow down bitches 😌) I think that your hand on the lowest part of his belly (where it's almost his dick) paired with a neck kiss maybe also telling him he's a good boy would make him BUST!

for Bradley, I'm absolutely feeling like you wrapping your legs around him and pulling him closer (whether it's around his neck or hips is up to you) would send him over the edge

as for Vinny? I feel like scratching down his back hard enough to leave marks would make him absolutely lose it!

[lipstickontheglass1985]

ale ze czekaj myslovitz wrzuciło korova milky bar ale bez chciałbym umrzeć z miłości xdddddd

[rosemaryannethyme]

[cas-echo]

Some of my Echo thots

M!reader and NSFW 18+

-He takes forever to warm up to you, partially because he's not usually attracted to men, but mostly because he's generally guarded about getting physical.

-Once he makes up his mind about you though, there's no turning back. You are now his and his only.

-He's not shy, taking charge swiftly and efficiently like the ARC trooper he is.

-It starts with a gentle caress of your face, and he leans in to kiss you. It's surprisingly soft, and after guaging your reaction, he pushes you until you sit on the nearest surface.

-He makes you lean back so your body is easily accessible to him. His hand feels down your chest, stomach, thigh, then back up, mapping your body as much as he can.

-He is touch starved, but that translates to him touching every inch of you. His hand is splayed out groping your biceps, shoulders, chest, and down, finally palming your very stiff cock.

-His eyes follow the burning trail his hand leaves, and every time you make a sound, he locks eyes with you momentarily.

- Echo is vocal. He will not shut up about how perfect you sound, how good you look, how you are his and his alone.

-He will smile and coo at you as soon as he frees your cock making comments like "look at how hard you are, but I've barely even touched you, sweetheart."

-When he finally releases his own length, you see he is larger than you. The girth makes your mouth water, and the way his hand strokes himself is hypnotic.

-Did I mention he is possessive? As he fucks you, he'll tell you variations of "this tight hole is mine." And "this pretty little cock belongs to me". He'll make sure you respond with a yes sir or it's all yours every time.

-Afterwards, he makes sure you are cleaned up and will check in while holding you close, continuing to map your body with his hand, only now it's tender and delicate. He will pepper light kisses across your forehead, temple, jaw, and over your lips.

-Echo is the big spoon. He likes to feel you close to his heart, and he also likes to grab your ass while cuddling, especially when he can tease you enough to start round two.