#thotty thoughts w/ ari

[lukeevangelista]

Okayyy joey b time. You guys having kids and one is a teenager in high school and while your son and his friends are hanging out joe overhears them calling you a milf.

AH YES

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"Bro your mom is an absolute milf." You heard your sons friend comment as you walked up the stairs from bringing them some snacks, them thinking you were out of earshot.

"The hell? Tucker that's my mom you're talking about." Your son, Jay, shoved his friend.

"And? It's true," his other friend, Kyle, joined in causing Jay to shove him too.

You chuckled as you walked through the kitchen, ignoring the boys antics from downstairs. It wasn't long before Joe was arriving home and you couldn't wait to tell him what you had overheard.

****

Jay and his friends decided to go catch a movie, only missing his dad by a few minutes.

"Honey I'm home." Your heard Joe call out through the house, finding you snuggled up with your glasses on, fuzzy socks, and a good book as you were under the blanket in yours and Joes' bed, "My my.." He grinned, "As if you couldn't get any more beautiful, you always seem to shock me."

"What a flirt, Mr. Burrow." You softly smiled as you closed your book, setting it down as you crawled towards the end of the bed. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"Any thing new today?" He asked as you broke the kiss, his hands finding your hips as he hooked his fingers under the waist band of his sweatpants you were currently in, his fingers tracing small circles on your skin.

"Well, Jay's friends think I'm.. what was the word they used.." You pretended to think, "a milf?"

Joe choked out a laugh, "Oh my god. I knew this day would come."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You chuckled.

Joe smirked as he pushed you backward, slowly crawling up your body, his eyes taking every inch of you in. "It, unfortunately, means our son's friends have great taste," He pressed soft kisses to your neck, "But how about I show you exactly what I mean?"

[lukeevangelista]

Justin Herbert

Smut/Fluffy

Prompt 1 :)

“Shut your fucking mouth.” You groaned as you listened to Justin babble on and on about something that he had been talking about for days, “If I hear either one of you talk about stats one more damn time, I’m going to lose it, Herbert.”

“Make me.” He grinned over at you.

You two were just friends, Joey introducing the two of you as you had grown up around the Bosa’s.

Joey knew Justin had a crush on you, but he also knew Justin never admit it.

His comment left you stunned as he looked over at you, a smirk on his face. You were hardly ever at a loss for words and the fact he had you speechless made his ego soar.

“I-uh..” you couldn’t find the words as Justin stared from next to you. You swallowed roughly as your eyes darted to his hands that were currently rubbing at his thighs before his left hand engulfed your right hand that was resting on your thigh.

You finally found your voice as you watched Justin’s hand mess with yours, “You’d like that, huh?”

Justin spluttered out a cough as he didn’t expect that response from you, “Honestly,” he leaned closer to you, “yeah, I would.” He slowly slid his hand up your thigh, “but i know you would too.”

[lukeevangelista]

“take your shirt off.” (With Bords, please and thanks!)

WARNINGS: Suggestive content below the cut. 18+ (you can thank @thatsdemko for this bc i wasn’t writing suggestive stuff)

"Take your shirt off." You demanded as soon as Thomas had walked into the house, "Now Bordeleau."

You had gotten whiff from some of Thomas's buddies that he was in the tattoo parlor when he was supposed to be at practice; or so that's what he told you.

"What?" He cheekily grinned as he pressed his back against the wall, his hands tucked into his pockets.

"You know exactly what you little shit." You glared, "Take it off."

Thomas let out a chuckle as he took a step forward, "Don't be mad."

He started to lift his shirt, pulling it off as he tuned around.

The Phoenix covered his shoulders, trailing down his spine.

"You like?"

"Holy shit that's hot." You whispered as your fingers softly traced over the cellophane, him letting out a soft groan at your touch from the pain, “Will my nails hurt when I dig them into your back?” 

He let out another groan at your words. Thomas could feel his pants getting tighter and tighter with each word you spoke. 

“Can you lay still on your back while I fuck you?” You continued to trace his tattoos, slowly working your way up to his broad shoulders, tracing the muscles. 

Thomas let out a throaty groan, “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” He asked as he turned around, his hands on your arms, quickly turning you and pushing you to the wall, “I’m tired of your teasing,” he kept going as his knee worked its way between your thighs; him holding you slightly away so you heat got a taste, but no relief, “How does it feel?” He asked in a teasing tone, knowing you weren't feeling anything yet.

“You’re such a fucking tease.” You grumbled as you tried to move to grind yourself on his thigh, “I need you Thom..” You whimpered. 

Thomas’s lips attached themselves to your neck, his hands gripping tightly at your waist as he dropped you on his thigh, “I love hearing you beg,” he started as he nipped at your neck, slowly working his way down to your collarbone, “but right now, I’d love to put that mouth to better use, huh?” He commented as his tattooed hand cupping your cheek before giving it a few good pats, “What do you think about that sweetheart?”

“Can you just shut your fucking mouth and kiss me?” You hissed, your patience getting the better of you. 

Thomas’s mouth slightly dropped before a wicked grin spread across his lips, “God, you test me sometimes,” He said as he backed off.

“Wait- what are you doing?” 

“You’re a smart girl,” he darkly chuckled, “Figure it out.” He said as he started to walk away, you on his heels.

“No, tell me!” You demanded. 

“I’m not fucking you.” He raised his eyebrows at you, “ You and that damn attitude.”

“Then shouldn't you fuck it out of me?” You asked as you batted your eyes at him.

“Thats the exact reason I’m not going to.” He said as his hand came back up to your chin, tilting your head up to him by your chin, “Only good girls get rewarded.”

[lukeevangelista]

What would it be like to make out with Eddy

Absolutely chaotic.

Hands would be gripping anything and everything and he’d also get distracted really easy too; no doubt about it.

I feel like a lot of tongue too AND he’d get distracted by kissing your neck too.

Still a good experience for sure though.

[lukeevangelista]

“look at my fucking neck, how am i supposed to face my mother?” With JJ?

JJ kissed your jawline, slowly moving down to the beginning of your neck, before moving his way up to the middle of your neck, locking his lips on one spot as he sucked.

“J- stop.” You whispered as you held his head closer, him knowing you didn’t really want that as he smirked against your skin. You two had been together so long that he knew you would have pushed him away- not tugging him closer.

“You don’t want that.” He muttered as he ran his tongue over the tender bruise he just left before starting on a different spot. He repeated the same actions as you hands tangled in his hair.

“You okay?” He asked as he leaned up to look you in the eyes, you nodding as you pecked his lips. He grinned down at you, his hand tilting your head to the side as his lips going back to your neck, his hand starting to trail down your torso, popping the button in your jeans.

That was until your phone started ringing.

JJ threw his head back as a groan left his lips, him reaching over to hand you your phone.

“Hey mom.” You spoke into the phone as you stared up at JJ, who was still straddling you, “No you didn’t interrupt anything.” You sighed as JJ mocked you from above, a glare gracing his features. “Oh yeah! We’re still good for today.” You continued your conversation, JJ sitting down on you, waiting for you to be done. “Hey mom, don’t mean to cut this short but JJ needs me. I’ll see you soon. Love you.” You practically hung up as you slowly leaned up on your elbows, him still staring at you.

“Do we have to go?” He whined, “I was just getting started.”

“Yes J. We’ve had this planned for weeks.” You sighed as he rolled off of you, him dramatically flopping on the bed.

“Look at my fucking neck! How am I supposed to face my mom with these? Of all days you could have chose, you choose today to do this!” Your eyes widened as you looked in your vanity mirror before a gasp left your lips, “Let alone your mom! Holy shit she’s supposed to be there too.” You facepalmed, “McCarthy, you’re dead.” You glared at him as he innocently held his hands up.

“Don’t blame the artist.”

[lukeevangelista]

Mine - M. Fried

Warnings: hints towards sexual activities, no actual smut in the blurb. Degrading, name calling, etc

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“You didn’t have to do all of this, you know that right?” You looked across the table at Max, who was wearing a shit eating grin as you tugged at your dress.

“Yeah, but seeing you in that dress, totally worth it.” He said as he looked around the fancy restaurant he had booked for your anniversary.

You two had been together for a hot minute, but you would never get used to the live style that his job was able to provide.

You rolled your eyes as his eyes grazed over your face, a grin on his lips as he leaned across the table, “Hey, you wanna get out of here?”

“Max, we just-“

“I don’t care.” He whispered, “I just want you in my bed and that dress on the floor.”

You gulped as your eyes met his, his eyes darkening as his continued to sweep over your face, slowing trailing down your neck, stopping at your exposed cleavage.

“Let’s go.”

*****

“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” Max whispered as he had you cornered against the door, his hands gripping harshly at your waist, “You need to lose this.” Tugging at your dress as his hands slid around your waist, tugging you closer to him.

“You need to slow down.” You rolled your eyes at him as you pulled away, “i-

“And you need to lose the attitude.” He cut you off as his pressed his lips to yours.

“Or you can just fuck it out of me.” He grinned at your words as his hand unzipped the back of your dress, pushing you backwards towards the bed until the back of your legs hit it.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He grinned as he shoved your shoulders back, your back hitting the bed with a soft ‘thud’.

You tugged your bottom lip between your teeth, giving Max the answer he wanted.

“You’re such a whore for me.”

“Just for you.” You whispered as you pulled him down to your lips.

[lukeevangelista]

can u write something with joe burrow with “is this okay?” / “i want you to feel good” from the prompt list ??

Okay is it bad I wrote this in the FWB context bc that’s all I can think about is FWB with Joe

*****

“Are you okay?” Joe murmured against your stomach as he slowly moved down your body.

“Yeah- I think so.” You whispered, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

It wasn’t Joe, it was you weren’t feeling it tonight.

“Are you sure?” He asked as he leaned up, his eyes making contact with yours, “I want you to feel good. You don’t seem very.. interested.”

You let out a heavy sigh, him getting the hint as he moved away from your body as he tugged his tshirt back on before laying next to you, “It’s not you.” You softly spoke, “I’m just not feeling it tonight, J.”

He gave you a nod before tugging you into his chest, “I wish you would have told me before. I don’t want you feeling like you have to, just to please me.”

“I’m sorry. I-“

“Don’t apologize. There’s no need for an apology or an explanation.” He said, “If we’re going to continue this, you need to be open with me. We’re friends before anything else, Y/N. Do you understand?”

“Got it.” You gulped, suddenly feeling the sexual tension rising, “Absolutely crystal clear.”

[lukeevangelista]

“You know it’s fine if you’re a little rough with me, right?” “But I don’t want to hurt you…” “It’s fine, I can take it. I want it rough. Please?” with Arber Xhekaj??

“You know it’s fine if you’re a little rough with me, right?” You murmured to Arber as he kissed up and down your neck, his lips stopping right above your cleavage.

“But I don’t want to hurt you.” He whispered as his his gripped your waist a little harder than normal, just to give you a taste of what you were asking for.

“It’s fine, I can take it.” You winced slightly, “I want it rough. I want you to be rough with me, please?”

“Oh baby; you don’t know what door you just opened.” He grinned as he looked up at you from your torso, “I wanna hear you beg,” he continued, “you just sound so pretty.”

[lukeevangelista]

“kiss me, kiss me again.” ** with mark estapa plsss?

This sucked, I’m sorry

“Kiss me.” You whispered as you looked up at Mark, him standing next to you, your eyes scanning Skeeps as your saw your ex boyfriend staring at you, slowly making his way over.

“What?” He choked on his drink.

“You heard me Estapa.” You hissed, “Kiss me or I’ll-“ Mark cut you off, pressing his lips to yours.

Your lips molded like two missing puzzle pieces. Mark pulled back, his thumb wiping over his bottom lip.

“Kiss me again.” You whispered.

“But he’s gone.” Mark looked confused, “I don’t want to kiss you just for-“

You didn’t listen as you pulled him down to you by his neck, you feeling a smirk on his lips as your lips molded back together, the kiss becoming more heated as seconds passed.

You broke this kiss this time, your eyelashes fluttering as you looked up at him.

You both knew where this was heading as he laced your hands together, tugging you away from the bar and towards your friends.

“We’re heading out.” Mark stated as he held your hands up, “Well see you later.”

“Atta boy Stop Sign!” You heard Ethan yell at his best friend as you two walked away, “It’s about time!”

“I agree. Took you long enough.” You teased as you two walked out the entrance, him rolling his eyes.

“Keep talking.” Mark laughed, “Keep the teasing going and see how far that gets you tonight.”

“As long as I end up in your bed with you, I think there won’t be any complaints from me.”

[lukeevangelista]

"you can be rough. i can take it." and "i'm going to ruin you" with ethan

“You can be rough.” You whispered as you felt Ethan’s lips leave your neck, “I can take it.”

“I’m going to absolutely ruin you.” He grinned from above you, his hand starting to trail down your torso.

[lukeevangelista]

"I'm not wearing any underwear. Thought you'd like to know" with ethan please

“Well look who decided to finally grace us with her presence.” Ethan rolled his eyes as he tugged you between his legs, his arms immediately wrapping around your waist.

“You don’t look like this by rushing.” You shrugged as you took the shot from Dylan.

“Well you look stunning.”

The boys were currently celebrating their BIG10 title and the party they threw, it was massive.

You had been loving on and hyping Ethan up all week up until game day, which happened to be yesterday.

You turned around in his arms, a smirk apparent on your face as you leaned in to press a quick kiss to his cheek, “Congrats champ..” you grinned, “and just a FYI, I’m not wearing any underwear tonight.” You tugged your bottom lip in between your teeth, “Just thought you’d like to know.” You winked as you unwrapped his arms from your waist, sauntering off.

“Don’t think you get to drop that on me and walk away.” Ethan mumbled into your ear as he watched you make a drink, “Bedroom. 5 minutes.”

“Eth, there’s a party-“

“I don’t give a fuck. Bedroom. On your hands and knees, understand?” He ordered, his hand gripping your chin as he softly threw your head out of his hand.

You nodded, listening to what he said.

“Glad you decided to listen.” He said as he softly pushed you towards the stairs, “be up in a few.”

[lukeevangelista]

imagine you’re dating mark and you’re friends with his whole team so you get invited to the lake house in the summer. You share a room with mark and one night he leaves hickeys all over your body. And I mean ALL OVER. like you wake up the next morning with hickeys all over your neck, stomach and thighs. You kind of start to freak out cuz you were all supposed to spend the day on the boat but now you can’t wear a bikini cuz of how marked up you are. And of course mark is just laying in bed admiring his work

Oof yes

(I also am not expanding, but does not mean I do not like to read what you all come up with)

[lukeevangelista]

happy 1k!!! can u do “did you forget to lock the fucking door?” with luca fantilli please?

"How?!" You hissed as you shoved Luca off of you, "How did you forget to lock the fucking door?"

You heard voices downstairs in the house, it being Luca's teammates who had taken it upon themselves to come over to your house uninvited.

"I'm sorry!" He apologized as he tugged back on his sweatpants.

"There goes you getting laid!" You rolled your eyes at him, "Just shows how one mistake can ruin it for you, huh?"

"You can say that again." He grumbled under his breath as he walked downstairs, you in tow, seeing them all spread out across the couch.

"I hope you all know I really hate you all right now." he said, them smirking at you two, clearly putting it together.

"You'll live," Adam laughed at his older brother, "Get used to being cockblocked buddy."

[lukeevangelista]

hey! can you write "want me to model these for you?" with Ethan Edwards?

“Want me to model these for you?” You grinned as you walked through the front door, bags of clothes on each arm.

Ethan jumped off the couch to help you take them to your room, a smirk on his face as he turned towards you, “Of course. You never have to ask that.” He said as he walked towards you, his hands planted firmly on your waist, “and maybe I can help you take them off?”

“Hmm I’d like that Mr. Edwards.”

[lukeevangelista]

if you’re a fan of arber you know that man loves a good tussle…so i’m just imagining massaging him if he’s a little sore afterwards 😇 😏

I LOVE him.

And holy shit

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“Nice fight Arb.” You grinned as he walked through the door, your body leaning over the back of the couch as he tossed down his keys, slowly making his way over to you.

“Hmm. Was it now?” He softly asked as his hands cupped your cheek, pressing his lips to yours. You pecked his lips, him pulling back as your hands found his biceps, trailing down to his forearms, and then your thumbs tracing over his knuckles. Throughout you softly touching him, he winced at every movement.

“You okay?”

“I’m sore.” He chuckled, “He got me good this time.”

“I figured.” You replied, “How about you meet me upstairs and I’ll try and help that pain go away?”

“You’re the best.”

“I know.”

****

You had met him upstairs, staying true to your word as you grabbed an oil from your shared bathroom.

You could hear him softly humming as you walked back into your room, seeing him in just his sweatpants, already lying on his stomach.

“Someone is ready.” You laughed as you got onto the bed, straddling his butt.

“Sure am.” He said, his voice coming out muffled by the pillows, “I’m ready for those hands to word their magic.”

You let out another chuckle as your hands started to spread the oil across his back, him letting out a shaky sigh in relief.

“Just let me know if it hurts.”

You kneaded the tense areas in his back, your hands trailing back up his arms, applying pressure as he let out another content groan.

“I could let you do that forever.” He whispered as you slowly got off of him, his head turning towards you, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” He said as he sat up, “What can I do to repay you?” He grinned as he pulled you close by the back of your thighs, his hands resting dangerously close to your ass.

“I think I’ve got a few ideas.” He smirked at your response as he tugged you down on the bed, hovering over you.

“I think we’re on the same page.” He said as he pressed his lips to your neck.

[lukeevangelista]

“you’re blushing.” “am not!” with mark pls

“I didn’t really get you that worked up, did I?” He asked as he tossed his head back with a laugh.

“No.” You sheepishly said as you watched him get off of you to stand up from the couch where you two had been making out.

“You’re blushing.” He pointed out, a smirk on his face.

“Am not!”

“Your cheeks say otherwise sweetheart.”