#thumb stroking. face slapping (gently). bobbing up and down ^-^!

[lesbianbatlucille]

Lucille stimming in Here's Negan

[evilgwrl]

Ghost x Reader x König

Paris

Summary: You were bored at home so your roommates gave you a visit to the Eiffel Tower!

CW (MDNI): MxFxM threesome, PIV (no protection, cream pie), oral (M receiving), degradation mixed with a bit of praise, rough sex, face fucking, spanking, one facial slap, talk of anal, slight ass play, the boys r a bit perverted and don’t rlly see u as a person when they’re fucking u, reader doesn’t orgasm but it’s insinuated she will after ;) sorry

Word Count: 1433

Masterlist

You weren’t sure what prompted this situation. Maybe it was your constant whining and bitching about how boring your small town was and how you were destined for more. It wasn’t your fault, their lack of talking always led you to yap more, and more, and more and they had to shut you up somehow.

The room was filled with splutters and gargles as König held your head down on Simon’s girthy cock, his angry mushroom head tickling your tonsils as you choked, bile threatening to rise before you were pulled off for a second. Your nose was running, drooling almost as you gasped for air, tear-shed eyes staring up at your roommates as you coughed.

“Not so talkative now are you, Liebe? Just needed a mouth full of cock, ja?”

König’s words were degrading, yet you found your wanton mouth panting as you chased the taste of Simon’s precum again, the salty tang quenching your throat as you kitten licked the tip, a hiss-sounding from his throat as you were guided back down his length again.

You let out a pleasant hum as your mouth shallowly bobbed around his cock, two hands working the remainder of his length in gentle flicks of your wrists. “Good fucking slut, hm? Dirty cock whore loves being used by her roommates, isn’t that right?”

You nodded in agreement, gargling around his member as you took more of him down your throat, a hand coming up to gently squeeze at his heavy balls, a light fuzz of pubic hair littering them. A gentle hand stroked your cheek as Simon groaned, bucking his hips further into your mouth as König muttered gentle praises about how good you were.

“That’s it baby, so fucking good at this. Just like that – fuck.”

You felt a warmth of satisfaction in your chest as you hollowed your cheeks against the throbbing cock that buried itself in the warmth of your mouth, your tongue flat against the veiny shaft as you traced along every one of them, Ghost’s hips stuttering before he let out a guttural groan, the taste of his thick cum gorging down your throat.

König pulled you away hastily as the finishing spurts landed on your parted lips, tongue quickly darting out to lap at the residue as you panted. “You deserve a treat for doing so good, don’t you Maus?”

You practically whined in response, thighs rubbing together as heat radiated off of you. Your throat was dry as you squeaked out a ‘yes’, desperate hands resting on Simon’s meaty thighs as he pulled you up, the pair leading you to your bed as wanting hands groped at any flesh they could find. You were far past embarrassment as they stripped you off, König’s actions rough as he flipped you onto your stomach, holding your hips up to present your aching holes to them.

Simon sucked in a heavy breath, his cock straining against his hand as he wrapped a hand around it carelessly, giving it slight tugs. Messy digits pulled your cheeks further up, the site of your gooey entrance beckoning them as your asshole puckered, coos leaving their lips as König pressed a thumb against the tight crevice, laughing at how your body jolted in reaction to the unusual sensation.

“Another day, Taube. Need to feel that wet mouth tonight.” His voice was rough and presiding, calloused hands reaching out to his belt as Ghost’s hands gripped the flesh off your ass, a rough smack landing on it as he watched in satisfaction at the jiggle.  

“Please,” you begged as you felt riotous digits rubbing at your slit, admiring the way your slick spilled from your twinging entrance. You were pulled back roughly, cotton burning your knees as you felt the familiar hardness you took in your mouth. Simon’s tip leaked precum once more as he spread the fluids in between your folds, nudging your sensitive bud as he barked out a laugh at your mewls.

“Desperate girl, aren’t you? Don’t know why it took us so long to do this.”

“Worth the wait, nein?”

Simon made a gruff noise as you buried your face into the sheet, a tight burn spreading across your body as you bit down on your blanket, a foreign stretch searing through you as you let out a pained whine. He laid a reassuring hand on the small of your back as he told you to relax, your legs spreading slightly as you let out shallow breaths.

“Fucking Jesus, she’s tight,” Simon barked, fingers spreading your cunt open as he sunk his cock in deeper, soft squelches sounding the room as he hissed in pleasure. You let out a wail as he bottomed out, your pussy stretched to the brim as you felt him nudge against your gummy cervix.

You let out a series of expletives as Ghost’s hands grabbed at your hips, gripping the flesh roughly, a series of bruises most likely to appear tomorrow. König’s hands reached out to lift your head, beady eyes welcomed by the site of an enraged cock, the tip a flushed purple, the impressive length supported by two handfuls of girth, sensitive veins visible as your mouth watered. Both were large, but as to be expected with the Austrian’s sheer size, he was bordering insanity and you clenched in both fear and arousal at him breaking in your tight ass like he suggested he would.

Ghost held your hips still as you attempted to rock against him, pussy aching in desperation as you huffed. “Patience,” he snapped, heavy hand sounding down on your ass, the crack sending vibrations through your body as you barked out a yelp.

“Horny thing,” König quipped as he gripped your mouth, holding it open before he leant down and spat in, strings of spit sliding down your throat as you wet your full lips, tongue darting out to lick at his sticky tip, flushed with his own arousal. The moan you sounded was pornographic as you felt Simon pull his aching cock out before thrusting it back into the hilt, the jiggle of your breasts sounding together as he kissed your sensitive spot.

Your mouth lapped around the Colonel’s cock, working the massive length into your throat slowly as you drowned it in your spit. You were a mess, your chin dribbled in slobber as you moaned and whined around König’s dick, horny hands gripping tightly at the shaft as he held your hair in a firm ponytail.

You looked up at him, doe-like eyes shedding with tears through wet lashes, a satisfied grunt leaving his lips as he guided you along his member, his thrusts matching with Simon’s as they worked you like a hooker, pounding both entrances with little respect, chasing their highs through desperate pounds.

“That’s it slut, taking us both at the same time.”

“Pathetic whore only shuts up when she’s stuffed with dick, schmutzig Mädchen,” König cooed perversely. Their thoughts were littered with perverted images of you, drowning you in their cum as they forced you to take them hour upon hour, bruising your holes and mounding their walls to the shape of their cocks.

You gargled around the giant man’s cock, every agonising thrust from Simon sending him further down your throat as you spluttered. “Jesus – gonna cum in this cunt, hm? Fucking breed your pussy? You would like that wouldn’t you?”

“F-Fuck – yes,” you begged, pulling away from König’s dick before he landed a harsh slap across your face, forcing you back down. You hummed around him happily, spit pooling at your chest, puckered nipples aching in the air as your tits bounced rhythmically.

Simon let out a satisfied laugh, his pace picking up as he slammed his hips against the flesh of your ass, heavy balls banging against your clit as you whined as well as you could. His pace faltered slightly, growing sloppier before he groaned once more, hot cum staining your walls as you choked, slowing your movements against König’s cock as he growled.

Rough hands gripped at the side of your head, holding it in place as he set a brutal force, shoving his member down your bruised throat as he growled before he pulled off from you, fists gripping his cock as he milked his length across your face, painting it with hot flashes of ejaculation. Your eyes closed as you collapsed, worn-out body shivering with pleasure as you felt the leak of Simon’s semen drooping from your abused cunt.

“We’ll let you rest for a moment, Liebling, but don’t forget we haven’t seen that pussy cum yet.”

Pic credits: @ave661

[anonymousicecream]

Too Much!!!! (Jihyo x M Reader)

Day 21: Overstimulation

"There are lots of people here." Your 'partner' warned you, before you shrugged it off by resting your hands on her stomach. "Y/n...." "Just relax." With that, you moved your left hand under her jeans as you start rubbing her clit slowly. You match your pace on her stomach with your right hands, letting her enjoy your touch. "You're cold." Jihyo told you as she starts vibing to the dance.

This was soon replaced with intense contact as she starts grinding on your cock, while you upped you pace on her, matching the beat of the music. After a few more seconds, you felt that enough was enough, before plunging two fingers into her pussy. "Mmmhhhhh!!!" Jihyo threw her head back onto your shoulders, enjoying your cold fingers in her pussy. You took this time to finger her, enjoying her slickness and juices leaking out onto your fingers and her pants. At the same time, you also used your right hand to grab her tits, fondling with them through her top, squeezing them occasionally.

Soon after, you slowed down your pace, making her whine. "Argh please, faster please, I'm close." Jihyo begged. You teased her by stopping your thrusts, before she relented and sighed, seemingly lifting herself off your fingers. However, you suddenly curled your fingers deep inside her, making her cum suddenly. "FUCK!" Jihyo sighs as she squirts hard onto your fingers. Her orgasm is intensified by your hands rubbing her tits and your thumb rubbing her clit. After a few more squirts, you felt her lose balance, successfully maintaining her to stand up before you curl your fingers deep inside her even more, triggering a second, but weaker orgasm.

"S-Slow down, slow down!" Jihyo orders after she came down from her orgasm. "Take me somewhere now, PLEASE. I need you inside me."

You grab her hands before guiding her to your office at the top floor of the club. "Close the door." You walked over to sit on your chair. When you sat down, you were greeted by this sight, kneeling in front of you.

"Let me, daddy." Jihyo then undoes your trousers, lowering them and your boxers, exposing your hard cock, slapping onto her face. She chuckles before she puts it in her mouth, immediately hollowing her mouth before she starts sucking your cock. She immediately set a fast pace, bobbing her head fast, while also cupping your balls occasionally. To make sure you didn't stay idle, you reached onto your drawer, exposing various different forms of vibrators, all of which she has used throughout your sexual adventures with her.

You grabbed a bullet vibrator, before turning it on, setting it to the highest pace. Jihyo momentarily stopped sucking you off, giving you a 'don't you dare' look, before she continues. As she starts enjoying herself with your cock in her mouth, you interrupt her by putting the vibrator on her tits, earning a moan from her. This helped her suck you off faster.

What came as a surprise however, was when she stopped sucking you. She immediately got up and onto you, before she plunges three fingers inside her pussy. She also grabbed the vibrator and put it on her clit. You watched in amazement as you grabbed your cock, stroking it to match her pace, watching as she came undone, squirting for the second time in 20 minutes as she squirts HARD onto your cock. The sudden squirt onto your cock, followed by her loud moans and expressive facial gestures, invited your orgasm as you also came, spurting your load all over her pants, with some even reaching her pussy and bellybutton. You continued stroking your cock as you came, matching hers as the two of you took a few spurts before you came together at the same time, letting each of your spurts meet each other.

"F-Fuck, that feels good." Jihyo moans, exhaling heavily as she finishes her orgasm. "I know, but that's not enough." You said as you wrapped her legs around your hips, lifting her up and carrying her to the sofa. You gently put her down and got on her, removing her pants before you align yourself with her pussy. To your surprise, it was her legs wrapping around your thighs that pulled your cock into her, pushing your cock inside her pussy. With that, you didn't waste much time before you start thrusting in and out of her, slowly but deep and hard. You started off by putting your hands at each side of her head, while hers rest on your torso, caressing them as your thrusts got harder.

After she got used to your size, you didn't hesitate to change into a faster thrust, letting it be more shallow but still fast enough, allowing her to feel the full extent of your hardness. Her sudden actions to wrap her hands around your neck and pulling you into a kiss brought you a notch of romance, as this is the first time the two of you have kissed each other (at least willingly). This in turn, moved your hands onto her tits, grasping and caressing them gently, matching your thrusts.

As you continue, you start to feel the shift in her pussy, getting warmer, and wetter, as well as becoming tighter. Her moans also show signs, making her out of breath even faster now, while also lifting herself up, allowing your thrusts to meet, letting you get deeper inside her.

This moment peaked when you brushed her g-spot, thrusting repeatedly a few times into it, before hitting it one last time as she scratched your back before screaming, while her juices squirted out all over your cock and even past your cock, bringing in her third orgasm of the night. You continued your thrusts into her as her body starts shaking, before it suddenly shake very aggressively, bringing in another wave of orgasm as she squirts again all over your cock and body.

"Get up." You pulled out and told Jihyo, who is now out of breathe, and still shaking. Seeing her giving no response, you grab her and get her up, pulling her all the way onto your desk, before bending her over.

You grabbed her hips before spanking her ass. "Ah fuck, that feels good." You reached for her pussy, before noticing her juices leaking again. "Fuck, again?" "Just, be careful." You know to not pay attention to her words as you slide yourself easily into her. You rest yourself deep inside her, before thrusting fast and shallow into her. Your thrusts, which was done by letting a quarter of your cock out of her pussy, carved her insides, resulting in an incredibly loud moan produced by her.

You know better than to not do things to her as you pushed her body onto the desk, holding her body against the desk as you fuck her even faster, trying to chase your own orgasm. Your conquest however, also benefits her as her pussy starts pulsing again. The sudden warmth and tightness, as well as how much you've fucked her, brought in your orgasm as you bust your load, spurting load after load after load into her womb. It took her two spurts before she came to her orgasm again, squirting her load all over your cock. After you finished cumming, you thrust into her again a few times, pushing your load deep into her, before pulling out of her.

[vulturelined]

sanji nsfw drabble w/ fem reader, mdni | first nsfw writing, go easy on me gang |

sanji had always respected you, and he made it painfully obvious in everything he did. he was always over the top for anyone he deemed attractive, sure, but with you he always tried a little harder. he'd serve you first before all, make snacks/beverages exclusively for you (not for anyone else unless they ask). I mean, he'd even sit beside you and fan you with a paper plate on a hot day if you asked.

he had an unmistakable bias for you, practically worshipping you. he would drop to his knees in an instant if you asked him with that pretty look you always give him when you request things. he was utterly smitten, and everyone could see it.

sanji gives you whatever he can without expecting anything in turn, which is why he is struggling to believe that you are in front of him, between his legs, sat on your knees and stroking his cock at such a languid pace that it makes his head spin.

one hand was tugging at his tie, the other combing through his hair. he's between staring at you with wide eyes and squeezing them shut, jaw slack. small, shocked laughs mix in with his heavy breathing and choked moans, and it only makes you smile.

pre-cum beads at his tip, and when you run your thumb over it, he shudders - melting into the chair he sat in and heaving a sigh. "feels, s'good..." he mumbles, sliding his hand down to grip his thigh to resist the urge to buck his hips up into your hand. even now, he respects you, and in response to the sweet gesture, you start to speed your hand up.

"you deserve it," you coo up at him, watching his eyes practically turn to hearts at your gentle, sultry tone. "always so sweet, need to treat you the way you need to be treated." his whole body tenses when you lean forward, dragging your tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling it.

his gasps and moans are choked, and at some point, he slaps his hand over his mouth, tilting his head back. he's absolutely stunned this is happening, close to fainting the more he thinks about it.

sanji knew he probably wouldn't last long with your sweet hand wrapped around him, pumping him with your gradually increasing speed and praise dripping from your lips like honey - he just doesn't expect to nearly cum when you finally take him into your mouth.

his eyes roll back and he thrusts his hips up, muttering an apology into his hand and digging his heels into the ground to try to keep himself still. when he finally looks down at you again, he has to physically fight against fucking your mouth the way he's dreamed of doing.

reaching a trembling hand out to brush your hair from your face, his brows furrow and his heart skips a beat when you open your eyes to meet his. "so pretty," he groans, tangling his fingers in your hair. you hum around his cock, not missing the way it makes him flinch and choke on a moan, dragging your tongue along his length every time you bob your head.

you had almost always imagined the way sanji would look like in this situation, but you'd never expected it to be this good. you adjust to press your heel against your core, gently rocking your hips at the sight of the man above you. his hair is messy from combing his hand through it and tossing his head back in pleasure, blonde strands sticking to his forehead and sticking out in every way. his brows are curled up, eyes squinted, face red, and his bottom lip pulled between his teeth.

it makes you moan around him, closing your eyes and moving your head faster.

if he was always this pretty when you suck him off, then you'd for sure have to do this again.

[amourane]

innocent girl

pairing: sirius black x fem!reader x remus lupin

genre: smut, pwp

w/c: 1.8k

summary: you're so pure, so perfect, so innocent and sirius and remus just can't help but ruin you.

warnings: explicit sexual content, degradation, praise, oral (m. receiving), fingering, orgasm denial

a/n: please enjoy also haven't written smut in ages so i'm a bit rusty.

Sirius was so fucking horny. He didn’t know why. Maybe it's the short skirt you were wearing or the sleeveless top but something about you radiated sexy. There were times you would stretch your arms giving him a glance at your lacy baby pink bra. Even though you were too absorbed in the book you were reading to notice him staring, you were still beautiful. The thought simply drove him wild. 

Quite literally. 

"Siri, you okay?" Your voice was sugary sweet, the innocent smile on your face was so cute. If there was one thing he loved, it was you. You and your adorable virgin ass. He knew that you hadn’t slept with anyone. He’d heard you touch yourself only on one occasion and god did it make him hard. The fact that he knew was what drove him crazy. He knew he shouldn't be thinking these thoughts. But he couldn't help it. 

"Y/n," He whispered. "You're such a fucking tease you know that?" 

Your cheeks flushed red and you closed your book. "W-What?" 

"You heard me right, you're such a fucking tease, dressing like this." He thumbed your top, his hands slowly caressed your skin. "You're just begging to be fucked." His voice ghosted your skin and you shivered involuntarily.

“S-Siri w-what are you doing?” You nervously stuttered, not used to his actions. His warm palm rested on your knee. A warm feeling shot to your core. You gulped, not daring to move. 

Sirius kissed you. His plump lips moving against yours. It wasn’t soft. You could practically feel how needy he was. How much he wanted you. Your ex had only kissed you like this on one occasion and it wasn’t the best. But with Sirius it felt right. So right. Both of your tongues tangled with each other. You grasped at his shirt desperately. Sirius smirked, fingers threading through your hair. Your body felt as if it was on fire. Your core was burning and you clamped your thighs shut, rubbing them together. 

When you finally pulled away, your heart was racing. Sirius licked his lips. Your cheeks were flushed and your lips were cherry red. 

“Come here baby, I got something for you.” Sirius tugged you closer to him, you gasped when you felt his bulge through his jeans. You felt your panties beginning to grow wet. The thin fabric started to stick to your dripping folds. Sirius swiped his thumb over your pink lips. “Let’s see what your pretty mouth can do, hm?”

You watched, enraptured. The sight of his cock springing free and slapping his toned abdomen had your mouth watering. You looked up at Sirius on his bed, all he did was raise his eyebrows expectedly. Hesitantly, you slid your hands up his thighs, stroking his cock. A groan leaves his lips. You wrap your pink lips around the head, sucking gently. The moans that you managed to elicit from him had you sucking harder, a desperate determination to make him feel good.

“Fuck! Didn’t know you were such a slut for my dick huh Y/n?” He grinned wickedly, pushing you down on his cock. His eyes darkened. “Now, suck you brat.” The tone he used had your pussy clenching and you whimpered. 

You bob your head up and down taking him deeper. He thrusted harder while you tried not to choke when the tip hit the back of your throat. The feeling of his hips jutting upwards almost had you gagging. You look up at Sirius beneath your lashes, tongue swirling around. His eyes were shut, head thrown back, multiple curses leaving his throat. He looked so pretty and you couldn’t deny it when your heart raced faster.

You tried to pull back but his strong arms grabbed your head, shoving you deeper. You choked at the sudden movement but stayed where you were. Tears had started streaming down your face and you forced yourself to breathe through your nose. Sirius shouted a loud curse when your throat constricted around him. He stroked your hair, pushing you so your nose grazed his pubic bone. 

“So fuckin’ messy, look at you, dribbling on my cock like some desperate bitch in heat.”

The lewd sounds that filled the dorm made you feel hot. The heated pool down between your legs seemed to only grow. 

“Take me so well don’t you baby?” Sirius wiped the tears away from your face. His hips stuttered as your throat tightened once more. He could feel his high coming closer. He inhaled deeply. “You’ll be a good girl won’t you Y/n?” The innocent doe eyed look you provided him had his cock throbbing. You nodded, unable to say anything. 

Sirius smirked as he felt your tongue flick. The warmth and comfort of your mouth was fantastic. He gripped your head closer, moaning out your name. 

“F-Fuck, you’re so good at this. Fuckin’ filthy whore.” Sirius growled as he felt his stomach begin to coil. His cock twitched in your mouth. Hot white cum shot into your mouth and Sirius inhaled shakily, pulling on your hair. He jerked into your mouth a couple of times. You swallowed obediently. He pried open your jaw, satisfied when he saw it empty. 

“Such a good girl aren’t you? Swallowing and I didn’t even need to tell you to do so.”

“Having fun without me?” Your head whipped around. Quickly you scrambled off the floor, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. You tried to dart away but Sirius grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap, your skirt riding up. Remus stood, leaning against the door with a smug grin on his face. He raised his eyebrows.

“Was just about to invite you, Moony.” Sirius traced patterns across your exposed skin. “Little Y/n here just couldn’t keep her hands off me, hm?” 

You didn’t have any words. “I-I...” Instead you looked down, not wanting to meet any of their gazes. You did have a crush on Sirius and Remus but you’d thought it was wrong, that it was disgusting. You had dismissed it as a platonic feeling for such a long time. They were your best friends after all. 

“Didn’t know you were such a dirty whore Y/n.” Remus smirked, kneeling down in front of you. His long fingers tilted your head to face him. “Does our little Y/n want me too?” 

Even though your throat still hurt from the blowjob you just gave Sirius, you nodded, too nervous to say anything. 

“We’ve got to make it quick, wouldn’t want Tom to catch us now would we?” Remus spat venomously.

You vaguely remembered telling your new friend that you had a charms assignment that was busting your ass and he had graciously offered to help you. 5:00 was the time both of you had arranged to meet in the library. You glanced at the clock on the wall. 4:50. 10 minutes. You gulped involuntarily. 

“What time were you meeting dear Tom again?” Sirius gripped your waist tightly, a sly smirk spread onto his face as you felt his fingers inch upwards. You mumbled under your breath. “I can’t hear you baby, you’ve got to speak up.”

“Five.” You shivered when his fingers ghosted your thigh. 

“We can get a lot of things done in ten minutes can’t we Padfoot?” You felt Remus’s arms wrap around your waist, his head nuzzling into your neck. “And we’ve got plenty of time after you come back.” His hands trailed down and up your skirt. You gasped when you felt his fingers press against your clit. 

Sirius tilted your head up to him. He pulled you forward into a searing kiss. Both your tongues fighting passionately. He grinded up into your hips. You squeaked into his mouth when you felt Remus push your panties aside, sliding a single finger through your folds. 

“Sweetheart you’re so wet.” He began to probe, slowly fingering you. “Aren’t you just a fucking slut.” He pumped his digits inside you easily.

You moaned. The names both of them called you had you dripping. Sirius’s lips moved faster against yours and you struggled to keep up. The feeling of Remus’s long slender fingers against your heated core, rubbing ever so gently, had you shuddering. You hadn’t ever felt this way, you’d only touched yourself a couple of times. 

Sirius broke away, plush lips ghosting your delicate skin. He traced his warm hands up your shirt. A little squeak of surprise left you when he cupped your breast. You didn't realise he had stripped your bra off until the cold air hits your skin. Remus curled his fingers and your reaction was immediate. You let out a breathy moan when you felt Sirius suck on your collarbone. Leaving a blooming red mark in his wake. His hot hands massaged your bare breasts.

“T-Time…” You resisted the urge to cry out in pleasure when Remus went faster. He reached the places your own fingers could never. You felt so overwhelmed, the first time having someone else’s touch on you. A gasp left your throat when you felt Sirius’s lips latch onto your nipple. 

“Love, we're not gonna stop until you cum.” Remus sneered, rubbing circles against your clit. “You better hurry, you wouldn't want to be late for Tom? What would he think of little sweet Y/n getting fucked by her two best friends, hm?” 

Your voice seemed to have disappeared, all you could manage was a bunch of blissful moans. 

“She doesn’t deserve to cum.” Sirius lightly nipped on your sensitive skin. “Been ignoring us for that no-good prick.” He sucked harder, rolling your nub between his tongue. You grinded down on Remus’ fingers, determined for your release. His fingers curled inside you as he scissored your tight cunt open. 

“P-Please...please.” You sobbed, senses overloading. A hot coil began to wrap itself around in your stomach. “I’ll do anything. Need to cum, please ‘m gonna cum.”

“Needy whore. Such a nasty cunt, you’re so pathetic dripping around my fingers.” Remus felt your pussy squeeze around your fingers. He smirked, licking a long stripe up your neck. “Like it when we call you names, isn’t that right?” He taunted, pinching your clit, plunging another finger inside you. The two of them kept their relentless attacks and you felt yourself coming closer to the edge. It would only take a few more seconds for you to fall. Just a few more.

Everything’s gone. 

Remus and Sirius grinned smugly at your worn out body on the bed. Your whole body was tingling with the newfound sensation. Every single part of you felt like it was about to burst and it was taken away from you.

“Gotta go meet Tom now, pretty girl.” Remus chuckled as he licked his fingers. “A shame when we could’ve taught you everything you needed to know.”

You opened your mouth in protest but their harsh gazes were too much and you gulped your words back down, pulling your clothes back onto your body.

“Hurry back to us, little one.” Sirius muttered as you left their dorm and he delivered a firm smack to your ass. “Can’t wait to finish what we started.”

[beomiracles]

Co-worker Yeonjun + orgasm control (still in my yeonjun brain rot era fuck)

Would it be possible for reader to be the one taking control? I just love whiny Yeonjun so much. 😖🫣

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

DAY 1 : CHOI YEONJUN + ORGASM CONTROL — “I wan… wanna c-cum, please, p-please let me..” he stammers, his voice muffled by his own tears as he draws in a sharp breath.

Orgasm control can mean any of several sexual activities involving forcing, denying, postponing or extending orgasm, sometimes in combination.

pairings co-worker!yeonjun x co-worker!reader (fem) warnings edging, orgasm denial, semi-public, handjob, crying/dacryphilia, sub!yeonjun, meandom!reader, tiny bit of name calling

#serene adds ✎ it's finally October who cheered ?? !! the first of many sub!jun's to come I fear..

EVENT POST

“C-Can’t.. s’too much!” He wails as tears stream down his flushed cheeks, staining his beautiful face. His hair is ruffled from your persistent tugs to his dark locks, a few strands stick to his sweaty forehead and you gently brush them away, making his eyes flutter. — “Too much? But I thought you liked being played with?” You pout, sticking your bottom lip out as you give his throbbing cock a harsh squeeze. 

Yeonjun lets out a broken sob as he shakes his head, fingers gripping the armrests tightly as he squirms in his chair. “Nhhng, I do, I do!” He hurriedly exclaims, eyes flashing with a hint of worry, worry that you would suddenly stop touching him, deny him once more, just like you had been for the past hour. 

“Then quit complaining like a bitch”, you spit, causing him to whine out as your attention returns to his dick in your hands. Your fingers are coated in a creamy layer of precum, and they make a squelching sound as you squeeze them around his thick shaft. Your thumb rubs his red tip, it’s on the verge of turning a purple-ish hue and Yeonjun squeals above you when you press down on his slit. 

Your knees ache from being perched on the floor of his office for the past hour now, but you couldn’t afford to think of such trivial things. What mattered was your nuisance of a colleague, finally using his otherwise nagging voice for something significant. — “P-Please, please, please”, he chants, thigh twitching beneath your arm as he helplessly bucks up against your taunting hand. 

You heave a heavy sigh, “what now?” Yeonjun whimpers, biting the inside of his cheek as he swallows, Adam's apple bobbing in the process. “I wan… wanna c-cum, please, p-please let me..” he stammers, his voice muffled by his own tears as he draws in a sharp breath. You resist a chuckle, instead settling for a small scoff as you give his cock another harsh tug, it twitches in your hand and Yeonjun cries out. 

“Should’ve thought about that earlier, no?” You drawl, images of the previous afternoon flashing before your eyes. Your co-worker only continues to sob as you stroke his aching dick, his usually put together frame completely disheveled as he slumps against his chair, chest rising and falling in a jagged rhythm. — “D-Didn’t mean to…” He hiccups as his knuckles turn white around the armrests. 

“I…I didn’t– fuck!” He cries as your hot tongue flicks over his sensitive tip, hips jerking forward as his cock slaps against your cheek. You pull back with a small grimace as your hand grips his base, your other one coming up to wipe your now wet face. — “M’didn’t mean to s-spill coffee o-on your r-reports!” He gasps as he writhers on the cushion of his chair. 

“No?” You wonder as your hand ups its pace, making his breath hitch in his throat. “But you did anyway.” You state, groaning at the thought of having to re-print and stamp them all the following morning. “Shouldn’t you apologize to me, hm?” — Feverishly he nods, lips already parted as he pants. “M’sorry, s-so so sorry, p-please!” He snivels, sucking in a gulf of air when you rake your nails across his veiny shaft. 

“S-Said I’m sorry!” He whines as his back presses against his chair. “P-please no more…please let me.. l-let me.. please..” His words die down in his throat, too overridden by the excruciating pleasure that kept building in his stomach, only for it to be robbed from him over and over. — Perhaps you were being too harsh on him, but you couldn’t deny the way your panties had soaked from hearing him so desperately plead for his release. Just a little longer, you thought, he could go a little longer for you. 

“Fuck if you don’t quiet down soon, someone might come knocking. The whole office is bound to have heard you at this point.” — Your taunting statement is met by a strangled noise blooming from deep within his chest as Yeonjun shakes his head. “S’empty”, he hiccups and you feel your eyebrows raise, throwing a quick glance toward the clock on the wall behind his head. “It’s only 5:30, don’t you for a second dare to think that we’re actually alone in here.” Your colleague lets out a small whine as his teeth entrap his bottom lip in an attempt to muffle himself. 

With a small click of your tongue, your gaze flits down to his hard cock in your hand. It twitched at even the simplest of touches as Yeonjun’s hips jerked beneath you. “Do you think you deserve to cum?” You ask without looking at him. He doesn’t reply, but his sobs have simmered down to small sniffles. “I said, do you?” You repeat the question, your languid strokes slowing down to almost a halt and he makes a small noise of displeasure. 

He looks conflicted, as if trying to guess which answer would please you. In the end he nods, a small almost unnoticeable nod and you hum, your hand falling back into a more steady pace as you flick your wrist over his tip. — “Please, please, please, m’close, s-so close, please!” He begs, his fingers flexing on top of the armrests as he squirms in his seat. You don’t say anything, but your pace doesn’t falter as you feel his orgasm approaching. 

When he twitches in your open palm once more, you pull back, letting his cock slap against his stomach as he whines. With a small smile you glance up at him, hands caressing his trembling thighs as his eyes prickle with fresh tears once more. “How about you apologize to me once more, think you can do that, hm?” You ask to which Yeonjun meekly nods, tears streaming down his face at yet another denied orgasm. 

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[delimeats-000]

Hot and Bothered

matt sturniolo x reader

warning: rough car sex

note: idk man i hope u like it ☠️

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“ooouu you look hot!!” nick says to me as i walk into the living room.

i do a little spin before facing him again, “thaaanks”

“of course-” he starts talking but matt cuts him off.

“who are you trying to dress up for?”

“no one matthew, we’re going to a party.” i give him attitude knowing that it will only rile him up more.

rolling his eyes he gets up from the couch and goes to his room. minutes later chris is ready to leave and im told to go get matt.

walking into his room i see him sitting at his desk, legs spread as he scrolls through tiktoks. i can’t lie he looks good dressed in all black, but i can’t give in. i have to tease him a little.

“like what you see?” he cuts off my thoughts smiling.

“you wish, we’re ready to leave.”

“you’re really gonna go out looking like that?”

he walks closer to me, now inches away “like what?”

“like a slut.” he whispers.

i grab him by the shirt pulling him in, his jaw drops open and he looks down at me with a growing smirk.

“watch your mouth matthew.” i let go and walk out of the room, leaving him there in shock.

we all pile into the car and head to the party, after being there for a little we all split up into our own groups. out on the floor dancing with some random guy i lock eyes with matt across the room. can of root beer in his hand slightly getting crushed by his tightening grip on it.

i wink at him before turning to the guy i’m dancing with. i grab his hand and turn around, ass pressed against his dick. i begin slowly grinding on him and he grabs my waist with his free hand still dancing along.

i look over to where matt just was and he’s gone now. just then i feel a hand grab mine pulling me out of the crowd.

“MATT” i try getting him to let go.

“we’re leaving.” he almost growls in response.

“no i’m not, get off.”

“fine.” he turns to me, “go ahead and continue dancing on other guys like a whore all night.” he lets go but this time i grab ahold of him.

"are you jelous"

i watch as his adams apple bobs up and down "no" ignoring his blatant lie i drag him to the car, now i can feel myself pooling between my legs.

“open it.” he unlocks the door climbing in the back seat. i follow behind him slamming the door shut before jumping top of him immediately attaching my lips to his.

the kiss is sloppy and wet, the sounds of our lips lapping together only turn me on more. i feel his bulge growing under me, prompting me to grind my hips down onto him.

he lets out soft groan reaching his hands from my waist to my ass, trying to move me faster. i let go of the kiss and he whines. “you’ve been so mean matthew, calling me names.”

“not my fault you dressed like a little slut.”

i slap him across the face, “say it again.”

he looks me dead in the eyes and smiles, “slut.”

i try to grab him by the face, but he grabs my wrist holding tightly. he begins pulling off my dress and i allow him to pull it over my head.

“such a little whore, pretending you don’t want me.” he says free hand rubbing my clit through my underwear, “but you’re so wet for me. why dont you make up for all the teasing?”

i immediately pull his boxers down and his dick springs up, he whines out and the air touching his sensitive length. i grip him spitting right on the tip and rub it in with my thumb “fuck more- i need more”

i slowly stroke him up and down before speeding up, precum drips onto my hand and he cries out. “so close baby, makin me feel so good.”

with that i take him all in my mouth at once bobbing my head rapidly. i gag on him which only causes him to push me down further.

then without warning he grabs me by my hair and pulls me off. “ride me like the slut you are, lemme fill you up.”

“yes matt please” he smiles at the name.

"being such a good girl now." he holds my face gently by my chin only to kiss me just as rough as before.

he holds me by the waist guiding me to hover over his erection. slowly, he slides it. it hurt, but not for long.

"fuck baby like heaven"

"matt fuck- let me move" stil holding my waist he lifts me up and down with ease.

"so wet pretty girl i knew you liked me"

"matt shut up-"

he drops me onto his dick quickly and i let out a scream, "watch yourself baby."

he continues bouncing me on his cock, running his tongue down my neck at the same time drives shivers down my spine and into my leaking cunt.

i pulse around him gaining groans from matt in return, he fuck into me harder and sloppier. my back arched i can feel myself about to cum.

"matt please- fuck dont stop" he carries the same speed hitting all the right places.

"gonna cum inside you baby, gonna fill you up so good"

"yes matt please please cum with me"

i feel his release his hot sticky liquid into me, it drips down my leg and im still in his lap.

he lifts my head from his chest to look at him, with a peck on the lips he says "you get me too hot and bothered"

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alr, love ya to bits 🫀

[luvrkay]

on your knees

Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he strokes his long cock slowly. you watch with lust filled eyes as his hand moves up and down his length, mouth open ready and waiting for him to use your mouth. he lets it slap against your lips once, then twice before he's pushing the angry red tip past your parted lips.

your lips close around the head, moaning quietly as the first drop of his cum hits your tongue. your head bobs up and down slowly, taking more of him each time until he's hitting the back of your throat. your pull away to catch your breathe, letting your tongue lap at the slit drinking down the precum that drips from his slit.

"fuck baby, just like that" Katsuki grunts, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. his fat tip hits the back of your throat, forcing out a gag as tears flood your waterline, the black eyeliner you applied this morning runs down your face and katsuki thumbs the tears away gently.

Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he fucks your throat, hand roughly pushing your head down, forcing his fat cock down your throat.

he's close, you can tell by the way he twitches in your mouth, your hand comes up to gently massage his balls, toying with them in your hand as you swallow around him.

you let out a moan as the first drop of Katsuki's cum hits your tongue, you take him in deeper, feeling it hit the back of your throat and you make sure to swallow it all.

Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he bends down and kisses you, forcing his tongue into your mouth, the taste of him still lingering on your tongue. "fuck i love you"

AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!

Masterlist

[callofdudes]

What are you reading?? Part 2

A/N: So... It blew up, I didn't expect that to happen. And most of you wanted a part 2, so I made a part 2. You can find part one here.

CW: Sexual stuff. I don't know what I'm doing

Summary: After the boys find you reading a smut book, they take it upon themselves to tease you. This is the result of the boys teasing you.

After your meeting with Price your interaction with Johnny had sort of been forgotten. You still keep your book close as you walk back to your room for the evening, intent on getting some rest after the long day.

When you step into your room, you are surprised to see Johnny sitting on your bed.

"Hey, this is my room, Johnny."

Johnny hums. "I know." He motions you over and you hesitantly sit next to him. "Still got that book hey?" He snatches it from you.

"Johnny! Give my book back!"

You fight to grab it, pushing him against the bed and reaching for it. He chuckles, having you so close.

"You cheeky little-"

Johnny slips out from under you with the book. "Sorry sweetheart." He grins, his hand coming down and slapping you on the ass, making you gasp in surprise. "You've had your turn with this."

You turn around just as the door closes but you aren't sure what the hell to do. You just stare, blush forming across your face and your heart melts.

Johnny is actually just teasing you, I literally had no endgame for his... I tried to write one though

It was late when you finish your paperwork. You're tired and sore from sitting down all day despite how comfortable your office chairs are.

Finally, you signed the last piece of paper and stood, stretching out your sore muscles.

Now... Time to go try and get your book back from Price. Wouldn't that be a lecture? You hadn't forgotten what he'd said earlier, it made your heart pound in your chest.

You got to his office and knocked on the door. "Captain? Can I come in?"

"It's open."

You opened the door and slipped inside, Price had a cigar in his mouth and was idly sitting there relaxing.

"I uh... I finished my paperwork and I'd like my book back."

Price took a long drag of his cigar and looked at you. He motions you over, so you came. Price contemplates it. "Did you work hard Princess?"

Your insides drop.

"Yes Captain, I finished my paperwork." You try to ignore it but the things it did to you makes you feel utterly filthy.

John's free hand reaches your hip and strokes it with his thumb. He motions you down on his lap. Your heart flutters wildly in your chest. You maneuver to straddle him, all the heat in your stomach plunging further.

Price continues to rub your hip.

"Can't decide if you've been a good girl or not today, reading all those... Things."

You suddenly feel very inclined to make things better. Your heart leaps, leaning in and kissing his neck. "Captain." It comes out strained, trying to keep your breathing together.

Price continues to smoke his cigar as you kiss up his throat and down his collar.

He pulls you back gently and hums. "You've been a very good girl today, we all make mistakes darlin'"

"You've made daddy very happy. I think you deserve a reward."

You whine, that finally doing it too you. "Price!" You bury your head in his neck, hips pivoting and grinding against his thigh.

"Good girl. Tell me what you want sweetheart."

Your breaths come out jagged as you slide down to your knees and tug at his belt. Price chuckles.

He presses out his cigar and undoes his belt for you. You pry open his zipper and kiss along his stomach. Price's hand strokes the back of your head when you pull out his cock.

"That's it," he coos. "take daddy's cock like a good girl."

You whine, kissing his length and taking him in your mouth. His hand curls in your hair, letting you have a moment before gently guiding you down on his length.

He groans deeply, watching you choke when you reach his base. "There you go, such a good girl for daddy."

You come back up, choking on spit. He lights up another cigar while you bob your head down the Captain's length. Price watches you, tangling his fingers in your hair.

He brought you back down all the way and kept you there, watching you choke and swallow harshly. He grins and takes another drag.

Price did not let you leave his office until you had fully earned the rights to your book back in full.

I don't trust myself to write smut guys, I'm sorry if it's weird

Gaz stayed close to your ear as you read. Word after word. You read about each scene, the ideas of the lewd acts leaving an imprint on you.

Gaz's warm hands trailed down your collarbone. You tried to read, your breathing getting heavy.

"And he- Kyle-!"

Kyle kissed your lobe, hands sinking under your shirt. You whined for the touch but Gaz wasn't going to have it. "Keep reading sweetheart."

"Not like this-"

He pinches and twists your nipples. "Read it sweetheart." His tone remains smooth as honey as delicate as a flower, but his actions are commanding, telling you to read.

You gulp and keep reading, even as his hands groped and play, making your insides hurt so good.

You whimpered, shuddering when you flipped the page. Gaz's hands trailed back up your shirt and he rounded the couch. Finally you could see his handsome face in front of you.

"Kyle-"

"I doubt my name is in that book." He kneels in front of you, and you can see the bulge in his pants.

He pushes your knees apart gently with his hands and slowly pulls off your pants. You keep reading, your voice growing shaky and stumbling over words In anticipation of his next move.

Your bottom half completely exposed, Kyle moved forward, sinking two fingers into your cunt.

You gasped and moaned.

"Oh please, please Kyle-"

He slaps you gently, removing his fingers.

Tears start to fill your eyes, trying to read. Just two more pages, just two more pages. But you didn't want it to end.

You recapture your thoughts as much as you can and continue. As you as you start, so does Kyle, sinking in and pressing his tongue between your legs.

You jump, shifting your hips in excitement. Kyle keeps you steady, working you unwound so effortlessly.

You gasp and pant through your words, shaking and moaning loudly. Your thoughts begin to slur together with each stroke of his tongue.

His fingers dip into your entrance again, stretching you nicely around him while his tongue teases your clit with fast flicks.

You manage to finish the chapter and toss the book on the couch. You throw your head back and moan, pressing your hands through Kyle's hair.

"Kyle- more, more, more!!" He brings you undone so effortlessly. You rake your fingers over his scalp, canting your hips up against him in pleasure.

Kyle hums happily, sucking your clit. "Good job sweetheart." He mutters.

Everything feels hot and dizzy when you reach your limit, spasming and coming.

You pant, head heavy and empty. He laps at your spend and kisses your clit, making you jerk your hips.

Kyle kisses up your stomach. "You did so well for me sweetheart." He whispers. "Good girl."

You whimper when he leans over you, your hand coming up to stroke his cheek.

"Now, get comfortable. If you don't come a second time before they get back, I'll let them watch."

You slip into Ghost's room, the darkness making your skin crawl. The barren walls and the simple bed in the corner.

You reach the middle of the room and Ghost was back behind you, guiding you to the wall and pressing himself up against you.

"Should have known you'd come here for more."

His hand strokes your throat, pulling your head back and locking his thumb and forefinger into the sensitive spots under your jaw.

You moan, hands curling into fists against the cold wall.

"Ghost..." You whimper.

He grunts, rutting his hips down against you, holding you perfectly still like a doll. You gasp and fight for air in your lungs, your insides betraying how you should be feeling.

"You into this shit?" He asks, voice raspy against your ear.

"Please, please Ghost-"

He growls and presses you closer to the wall, his hand grabs your hip and arches your back.

Tears fill your eyes and you pull at his hand.

He scoffs. "You are into this shit."

He keeps you pressed against the wall though his hands leave you. You hear his belt buckle click and slide and it makes your heart race.

When he's ready he grabs your arm and turns you around. You look up at him, he grabs your shoulder and forces you down onto your knees.

"Ghost-"

"Shush. I didn't ask you to talk."

Tears slip down your cheeks, you inch closer and take his hard cock in your hand.

He watches you with his usual disapproving look as you take him into your mouth. You barely get halfway before you start to choke.

Ghost grabs the back of your head and forces you down. You choke and grab his thighs for support, more tears in your eyes.

He grunts. "You like this don't you? You and your weird fuckin' books."

You can't reply, trying to take Ghost as best you could.

He tugs your hair, rocking his hips against you. His hands slide down from your hair to your jaw. He cups your jaw and your neck, keeping you still while he uses you.

He went until your jaw was sore and all you could do was moan lazily.

"Fucking whore." He grunts, dragging the saliva on his cock over your bottom lip.

He forced you back up against the wall and wastes no time fingering you. It's not consistent or long, his fingers gone before you can enjoy it. He lines up his cock and is shoving into you. His girth stretches you wide and has you a moaning, melting mess. He shoves you further into the wall and your back arches. It's sloppy and his cock ruins your insides, your thoughts slurring until there was nothing left.

He kept his hand locked on your throat, watching you lose yourself with every thrust.

"Fuck-" he pounds into you, watching you writhe and whimper under him. He stretches you out and fucks you drunk on him.

And he was right, by the end of the night the story you'd read barely compared.

Alejandro came between your legs and stroked your chin. "Quieres tanto esto, ¿verdad? Quieres ser una puta sólo para nosotros."

Your bottom lip wobbles.

Rodolfo moves you out of your seat and forces you down gently onto the floor. You watch Alejandro stand over you, forced down on your hands and knees when Rodolfo leans over you.

He presses his chest to your back, hands groping your chest.

Alejandro undoes his belt and strokes your chin. It's all too much, watching Alejandro and feeling Rodolfo undoing his own gear and pulling down your pants.

"Se ve tan hermoso para nosotros como este." Rodolfo whispers in your ear.

Your heart pounds in your chest.

"Say the word amor, and we're all yours." Alejandro purred.

"Please... Please, yes." You whimper.

Rodolfo's hand pulls down your underwear, pushing two fingers into your entrance. You gasp and moan, arching into it.

Alejandro grabs your chin firmly and presses his cock to your lips. Rodolfo makes you moan, Alejandro fitting his thick girth down your throat.

Tears fill your eyes. Alejandro guides you along his cock while Rodolfo peppers your back in soft kisses, stretching you out nicely.

He is gentle with you, whispering sweet words in your ear and playfully squeezing your breasts.

Alejandro feels heat pool in his stomach watching his best friend treat you like that. "Mm, you gonna let Rodolfo ruin you?? You gonna let him use you amor?"

Your knees shake, hands balling into fists, hungry and eager.

Rodolfo retracts his fingers and lines up to you. He shares a glance with Alejandro before pushing in. It stretches and burns, his girth much thicker than you expected. And it makes you choke down on Alejandro.

They rock you back and forth. The soft front Rodolfo had put up soon gone as he pounds at an unholy pace deep inside of you.

"Fuck yes, letting us ruin you like this." Rodolfo growled. He fit you so nicely inside your walls. You come faster than you'd expected, clenching around Rodolfo and whimpering as you come.

It all went so fast, at some point Rodolfo had picked you up in his arms like you weighed nothing and slammed you down on the desk. Alejandro purring with each rough stroke, Rodolfo rocking you against the desk.

"Mira lo que le has hecho a Alejandro, puta."

Alejandro is a mess, movements frantic and desperate. He has a tight hold on your throat when he finishes, head falling back as he slows.

Rodolfo holds out, making you gasp and moan loudly before he finishes soon after, leaving you a mess. Feeling warm and destroyed.

Alejandro sees the tired hungry glazing over your eyes. He smears the last of his spend across your lips.

"You won't be needing that book back my dear." Alejandro whispers in your ear.

A/N: I don't write smut often, and not for XReaders, but I knew what I was getting into so I did my best to make you a worthy part 2 with the criteria I was comfortable with. It's a bit awkward because it's not a whole fic, but I think it's ok. And I do hope you enjoyed it. Now I'm going to go write something fluffy to reclaim my soul.

[scream4ash]

lover.

amber freeman x gp! reader

warnings: smut 18+; top! amber; r has a dick (a big one 😱); praise kink; tiny bit of slapping; amber’s kinda mean (she’s a cutie tho.); r’s a nerd.

summary: fwb, but u get together. (yay for a happy ending!!)

a/n: this is ass, i’m sorry. work n studying has been killing me. (hooray for dropping out.)

explicit sexual content below. mdni.

no strings attached.

that was the one thing u had hated about this little ‘arrangement.’

it was so hard to push ur feelings for amber down. especially when she straddled ur lap, grinding against ur bulge, making the prettiest noises.

u keep telling urself that you’d tell her how u felt, yet u never got the chance. not until now. it was now or never.

“amber, amb. just..” u paused for a moment, the nickname rolling off of ur tongue so easily. “hold on for a second, please?” u sounded so shy, small even. ur eyes refused to meet hers, settling to dart around nervously instead.

“what’s so important that we had to stop.. this?” she muttered against ur lips, a teasing smirk on her lips. her eyes were darkened with lust, pupils blown in desperation.

“u know our uh.. agreement?” ur voice was shaky almost, so different from the usual, firm, strong tone u maintained.

“what?”

“i think i’m in love with you, amber.” you spoke fast, nervous. your voice was shaky, hands falling from your grip on her waist.

“oh.” her voice was calm, too calm. “well.”

“i- i know we said no strings attached, and i’m sorry i didn-“

you were cut off by a pair of lips on yours, her hands tangling into your hair. “what made u think i wasn’t into u?” her eyebrows are furrowed, hands moving to cup your face. “why else would i stick around after we fuck? you really think i’d let you hold me if i didn’t like you?” a small chuckle escapes her lips, and she presses a small kiss against your cheek.

your gaze moves to meet hers again, a small smile on your face. “really?” your eyebrows knit together in confusion, hands moving to grab her waist. “you’re not fucking with me?”

“of course not. you’re cute. and you’re actually not that bad. you’re a fucking nerd, but it’s cute. i like it.” her thumb caressed your cheek softly, lovingly.

“oh, well.. i-..” a soft blush painted your cheeks, trying your best to stutter out a response.

“don’t get all shy on me. c’mon, y/n.”

you press your lips against hers, kissing her softly. you feel her hands lace into your hair, deepening the kiss. she tugs your hair, making you whimper. you feel her smile against your lips, slipping her tongue into your mouth.

she grinds against the forming bulge in your lap, pulling away for a moment. “someone’s excited.” she says against your lips with a teasing giggle.

a small whine escapes your lips, your forehead pressed against hers. she continues to grind against your hardening cock, taking off her shirt, revealing her perfect tits. she guides you to her nipple by the back of your head, her grip on your hair tighter.

“suck,” she demands.

you wrap your lips around her nipple, bringing your hand to give some attention to her neglected nipple. you suck gently, rolling your tongue around the bud. her breath came out in short pants, whispered praises slipping from her pretty lips.

“you’re doing so good for me. suck harder, don’t be shy, baby.” she tugged on your hair again, holding your head in place. you do as your told, moaning around her nipple.

she pulls you into a heated kiss, continuing to grind against you. she trails soft kisses along your jawline, making sure to leave a mark or two. she takes your sweater off, fumbling with your belt.

“my pretty girl.. so hard for me, hm?” she takes off your pants, dragging your boxers down with her teeth. she wraps her hand around your cock, pumping it slowly.

“fu-“ your words are cut off by a moan as you feel her lips wrap around the head of your cock. she sucks the head of your cock, her head bobbing up and down. she looks up at you with teary eyes, pulling away with a gasp. she strokes your cock faster now, coating it with saliva.

“amber, stop teasing me.. don’t be an ass..”

your immediately cut off by a sharp slap on your inner thigh, her eyebrows knitted together.

“don’t get bossy,” she says, hand tightening around your cock. “watch your fucking tone, hm?”

you nod, moaning at her touch. she lets go of your cock, straddling you. she takes off her loose sweats, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

your hand moves to touch her pretty cunt, your thumb gently rubbing at her clit. you push two fingers into her, almost moaning at the feeling of her around you. “you’re soaking, amb. i do this to you?”

she moans, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

“don’t be shy, baby. i’m yours, yeah? treat me like it,” she gasped out, her hips moving to ride your fingers. “feel that? feel how tight i am? how wet you make me?” her words are teasing, a wide smile of her face.

she pulls your hand away in an instant, guiding your cock to her waiting hole.

“amber, please,” you pleaded with her, begging. your eyes wide with lust, locked onto her cunt hovering about your cock.

she uses her free hand to smack your thigh again, trailing her hand up your body. “i need those pretty eyes on mine, you hear me?,” she said with a newfound dominance in her tone. how could she be so sweet but so mean at the same time. her fingers loosely wrap around your throat, urging your eyes to snap up to hers.

“amber please. i wanna feel you,” you pleaded for any kind of attention, your cock leaking precum. she sinks down on your cock, her cunt clenching tightly around you. her lips break into a wide smile, her forehead resting against yours.

“you’re so big, baby. filling me up s’ good. such a good girl for me.,” she stutters through moans, starting to ride you. she bounces up and down on your cock, occasionally rolling her hips. “oh, you like that? you like being my good girl, yeah?,” she smiles again seeing how you moan at the praise. she tugs your hair, making your eyes snap open to meet hers. “keep your eyes on me, y/n. you can do it. such a good girl for me.”

“amber.. fuckfuckfuck. you’re so-“ she cuts you off by locking her lips with yours, bringing you into a passionate kiss. she pulls away, moaning loudly. you feel her cunt tighten around you, your thighs trembling slightly.

you grab her hips, fucking up into her. your cock twitches, letting her know that your close. “amber, amb. ‘m gonna cum.. wanna fill you up.. please,” you begged, your voice sounded of a high pitched whine.

“oh? you’re just sooo needy, hm?” she teased. “gonna cum with me? i want you to come with me. fill me up, baby.” her cunt tightened around your cock, her eyes closing in pleasure. her orgasm washed over her, her movements slowing down just a bit.

you came soon after her, holding her hips with a vice-like grip. you whined, hips bucking, thighs shaking uncontrollably. thick, white ropes of cum shot into her pussy, filling her up, just as she’d told you to do.

“did so good for me, baby..” she praises quietly, helping you ride out your orgasm. “such a good, good girl. made me feel so good.” her hands stroke your cheeks lovingly as she dismounts your softening cock, admiring the white ring of her cum at the base.

she presses soft kisses to your cheeks, her hands tracing small patterns against your ribcage.

“i love you, amber.”

“i love you, y/n,” she whispered back, tucking her face into the crook of her neck. her fingers scratched your scalp lightly in attempt to soothe you to sleep, basking in the afterglow of her newfound lover.

a/n: i didn’t know how to end it. i hate it.

[the-fiction-witch]

Deep In The Den

Media House Of The Dragon

Character Daemon Targaryen

Couple Daemon X Reader

Rating SMUT

I stood deep in the pleasure den, the naked bodies of women and men surrounding me, all pleasuring each other. Couples fucking, and pleasuring one another without concerns for the rules outside these walls, Men pleased men, women pleased women, coupling between three, four and even at times five souls together at once, All working for the goal of only pleasure. Not even of rushed satisfaction but of slow pleasure and thrill. I walked through the sheer curtains witnessing the various acts as I passed them. My naked body was warm to the heat of the room, and the sounds of pleasure echoed in my ears, the scent of fluids and sweat in the air.

I plaid with my hair a little as I walked through the pleasure den, I often was stopped by those who lingered behind the curtains, I kissed, I sucked, I rode, I pleasured many around the depths of the den. 

I continued on through the pleasure den, Another arm grabbed me and tugged me to the side until my body hit the wall his hands stroked my waist and his lips kissed my neck,

"You look beautiful from the back," His voice whispered,

"Humm? really?"

"I'm pretty sure you're desirable from whatever angle I look at you from," he growled as he pinned my hands to the wall under his own, as he grinds his hips hard into me I made sure to arch my back and rubbed my ass against his erection, he kissed my neck nibbling my skin before his hands trailed my body again and grabbed my breasts fixing them a gentle fondle, 

"I do not even know your name sir-" I began,

"Call me your prince," He growled his hand moving down my stomach and rubbing my clit making me moan,

"Uhhh yes my prince," I gasped,

"Good girl," he growled as his hand moved to slap my ass hard,

"Uhh!" I gasped, 

His hand slipped down between my cheeks and my legs stroking my labia, He bit hard on my neck as he slipped his fingers inside me his thumb rubbing on my clit,

"Ughhh! My prince..."

"Louder," He growled, 

"My prince!" I moaned as he thrusted his fingers hard and fast inside me, "My prince please," I gasped, but he was merciless on me thrusting his fingers so fast I began to drip down my legs "Please!" I squealed, 

He pulled his hand back so I quickly moved to face him for a moment I was shocked to see his hair and face knowing him in an instant He raised an eyebrow at me so I smirked,

"Hello my prince," I whispered, kissing down his neck and down his sculpted chest he smirked as he leaned back and watched me get lower and lower I kissed sloppier the lower I got until I was met by his brown trousers which I unlaced and tugged down exposing his erection, I bit my lip and looked up to him,

He gasped and nodded so I smirked and licked his head slowly and gently licking from hilt to tip before taking him fully into my mouth and bobbing my head back and forth as I softly sucked, 

he threw his head back and groaned letting his gentle moans fall like a waterfall from his lips I began to suck harder but he pushed me back and tugged me to my feet by my hair he pulled my lips to his and I happily kissed him our tongues battling in a war for the control but he won me over and pushed me against the wall by my neck before he pulled back with an evil smirk, 

"What's your name?" He smirked, as he kissed down my neck reaching my breast where he fondled one of them the other he kissed my nipple with his warm lips, he circled his tongue around it before kitten licking it making me arch my back and moan, 

"Why?" I blushed, 

"I like you." he growled, "I might wanna visit you again,"

"That's a secret," I smirked,

"Even for me?" he growled as he moved to his knees and kissed up my thigh, he kissed my clit and began to nibble and suck 

"My prince!" I moaned loudly my head rolling against the wall as I squirmed in pleasure, I knew I was close so I pushed him away and turned to face the wall, he smirked and got to his feet biting my shoulder as he held my hips moving me to the right position and seconds later slipping inside, "AHhh! My prince!"

"Fuck!" I groaned in my ear,

He started slowly moving his lips gently and gradually to milk our pleasure even longer, he would get us both to the edge and then slow to almost stopping edging us both over and over until he could take no more toying and squeezed my arse hard before pounding me mercilessly,

"Ughhhhhh! My prince!" I screamed moans falling from my lips as he destroyed me his moans constant, 

I tugged on his hair pulling him into my neck as I squealed my toes curling as I finally hit my orgasm slightly squirting down my legs, he got even faster after I had cum but he wasn't fast for very long as after a good few seconds he pulled out and came all over my back, before he leant on my shoulder to catch his breath, 

"Will ... will you tell me your name now?"

"Y/n..."

"Y/n." He cooed, giving my cheek a kiss, "This is not the last time we'll see one another," he whispered before he left to go elsewhere either deeper into the pleasure den or leaving completely I didn't know, so I got on with my work but no other pleasure of that night compared and the prince was left in my mind for more then just tonight. 

[peepawispunk]

Interagency Collaboration - Part 1

Summary: Javier Peña and Marcus Pike work together towards a common goal - ruining you on Javi's desk while you try to keep quiet. Rating: Explicit Pairing: You/Javi/Marcus Warnings/tags: light BDSM, threesome, spitroasting, oral sex, light cumplay, dom Javi, Switch Marcus, sub you, creampies, unsafe sex, established relationship, pwp. My Masterlist It starts with Javi's growling voice in your ear. The trace of his nose up your neck and ear as he tells you he's been thinking about this all day.

He runs a palm down your back, urging you to bend over his desk. 

He bends you over on his desk and you go willingly, hands grasping for purchase in front of you as his hands run down your back and thighs, slipping under your skirt and pushing it up. 

One hand finds your core, and he tuts. 

"Oh, look at this. You're soaked." 

Before you can respond, he's bending down, lifting your hips up so he can taste you, tongue laving the lacy fabric as his hands grip you hard enough to be just the right kind of painful.

Javi licks you through your panties until you're dripping, desperate and begging for him to fuck you, uncaring of the fact that you're still at work. 

"Shh, hermosa. Don't make me gag you with these pretty little panties." He warns standing upright and unbuttoning his pants. 

You hear the clink of his belt unbuckling and falling open, and the rasp of his zipper opening, before he steps back into you, cock hot and hard as it bobs against your ass. He pulls your underwear to the side, leaving you bare in the cool air-conditioned office. 

"You gonna be quiet for me?"

"Yes, Javi, please." You breathe, angling your hips as he nudges against your opening. 

"Good girl." He smirks, pushing inside.

Marcus hums, a filthy appreciative noise, as he steps in front of Javi’s desk, stopping in front of you. You’re already out of your mind with desire as Peña rocks into you, you make a noise that has Javi swat your ass, a single stinging slap to remind you that you’re still at work. 

“You know,” Javi grunts, his hips slapping into your ass as he thrusts inside you, “I don’t think our girl can be quiet.”

Marcus hums in agreement. “I think I can give her something better to do with her mouth.” He rolls his sleeves up, then grips your chin in one large hand. “It’s okay, baby. We’ve got you. Open up for me sweetheart.”

You do as you’re told, opening your mouth wide, and he smiles. “Good girl.” He praises, pulling himself out of his dress pants and resting the thick head of his cock on your tongue. A bead of precum drips onto your tongue when his cock twitches, and you moan at the salty taste. 

A particularly forceful thrust from Javi pushes you forward at the same time Marcus feeds himself further into your mouth, and you have to concentrate for a moment so you don't choke.  

Marcus groans as though he’s been punched, his hands flying to your hair to hold you there as you adjust, his thumbs stroking your face gently even as his fingers twist in your hair. Javi’s thrusts have Marcus nudging the back of your throat like a metronome, and you do your best to swallow him down until he’s in your throat properly. Javi bends over, changing the angle as he plants one hand on the desk beside you, the other one wrapping around your throat.

“You fuckin’ love this, don’t you?” He asks rhetorically, his large hand cupping your throat and Marcus’s length, squeezing gently. “Love being full with us. Can feel how much you love it, Hermosa.” 

Javi squeezes your throat one more time, trailing a finger down the bulge of Marcus’s length as he pulls his hand away, slipping his hand under you, two thick fingers circling your clit. 

“Fuck, Pike. Our girl is so fuckin’ wet.” 

“Fuckin’ tight, too.” Marcus says, rocking back a little so he can push forwards into you again. You hum around him, unable to carry a tune when you’re being so thoroughly railed by them, and it makes Marcus grow impossibly harder. “Fuck, baby. Sucha good fuckin’ girl.” 

Marcus brings a hand down to grab at your chest, popping buttons off your blouse as he pulls it open, fingers searching for your hard nipples, twisting and tweaking each one in turn through the lacy cups of your bra as you hum discordantly for him. 

The combined stimulation has you keening, and you buck your hips once, twice, before Javi’s other hand stills your hips. 

“You’ll take what you’re given.” He rumbles lowly, chuckling when you let out a desperate whine around Marcus’s cock. Javi’s fingers don’t stop their ministrations, and Marcus keeps toying with your nipples and pulling lightly at your hair, and suddenly you’re coming, moaning throatily around Marcus as your cunt milks Javi’s cock. 

Javi’s orgasm isn’t far behind yours once you start spasming around him, the squeezing and fluttering pulling him over the edge with you. He growls, pushing himself as far inside you as he can get, before filling you with so much cum that you know you’re going to make a mess on his mahogany desk. 

Javi withdraws with a grunt, and you do your best to clench around him as he does, your muscles squeezing him clean like the good girl you’ve been trained to be. 

Javi lights up a cigarette, not even bothering to tuck himself back into his pants as he slumps into his desk chair, gesturing for Marcus to take his place.

When Marcus pulls out of your mouth, there’s a spit-slick trail connecting the two of you. You lick your lips to catch it, chasing the flavour of him, disappointed as he steps away and rounds the desk. 

“She didn’t spill a drop, this time.” Marcus marvels, squeezing your asscheeks in wonder, parting them to look at your glistening cunt. He can’t help himself but to have a lick, tongue delving inside you to chase the combined flavour of you and Javi. “Hmm, you taste amazing.” He says, standing upright and pressing himself to your cunt. “Will taste even better when you’re full of both of us.” 

You make an enthusiastic noise of agreement, and Marcus slowly presses inside you, gentle with your cunt in a way that he wasn’t with your throat. 

“Make sure you don’t spill any, hermosa.” Javi warns, blowing cigarette smoke out the side of his mouth. “Or you’re licking it up.”

Marcus grabs your thighs, rolling his hips into yours in slow, measured movements. If he fucks you too hard and makes you lose any of Javi’s cum in the process, he knows the consequences. So he’s as slow as molasses as he moves inside you, pushing Javi’s cum deeper with every thrust, the tip of him kissing your cervix gently with every slow roll, nudging your g-spot with every push inward. 

Javi finishes his cigarette, putting it out in the ash tray before he tucks himself back into his slacks, stepping behind Marcus. His lips are on Marcus’s neck, sucking purple bruises and  whispering filthy promises as he rolls his hips into Marcus, changing and controlling the rhythm as he sees fit. He reaches around to cup Marcus’s balls, rolling and squeezing and fondling them until Marcus is breathy and close to cumming, before pressing a finger into his taint, finding the little indent and pressing in, rolling his finger into his prostate.

“Hnnnnng, fuuuuuck.” Marcus hisses, “Can I?”

“Cum for me.” Javi says, “Fill her up nice and good.” 

Marcus lets go, his orgasm ripping through him with a violent shudder as he leans his head back against Javi’s shoulder, filling you up so full that you just know it’s going to leak. 

When Marcus finally pulls out, Javi is right there, pushing his cum back inside you and fixing your underwear, pulling it back into place and leaving a stinging slap on your ass. 

“Keep us inside you like a good girl, hmm? And maybe when we get home you can ride my face. How’s that sound?” 

It sounds pretty fucking good, you think, catching your breath. 

“Yes Sir.” You answer. 

Part 2

[coldfanbou]

Leader's Punishment

I know I said it was a Viviz fic at the beginning of the week, but I remembered this request. So I wrote this instead.

Length 1.5K

SinB X Mreader and Sowon

Sowon ruffled her hair, having grown frustrated with SinB. The younger woman had been acting like a brat with Umji and Eunha. The other two at least made up for it by getting her some sort of gift. Sowon waited until the others had left the dorm to call you over. You thought nothing of it; being their manager, you got called often when they wanted something. You give her a call when you arrive, and Sowon rushes to the door. "I'm glad you're here. I need some help with SinB."

"Is she sick or something?" 

"Not exactly; I just need some help disciplining her. She's been a brat all day."

"Ah, I see."

"Yeah. Just follow along." Sowon leads you upstairs and to SinB's room. 

Knocking on the door, a muffled sound comes through. "Yes? Who is it?"

"It’s Sowon."

"What do you want?" You hear in an annoyed voice.

Sowon turns to you, whispering, "do you see what I've been dealing with?"

"Yeah, I see. So what do you want me to do? Because it looks like you already had something in mind."

While rolling her eyes and smiling, Sowon says, "you've already had a taste of us, so I thought you could teach her a lesson with your cock."

"That's it?"

"No, I have something else planned. I just need some time to prepare. You take the lead and enjoy yourself in the meantime."

You're interrupted by SinB, who, from the other side of the door, yells, "I said what do you want!" 

"Our manager wants to have a talk with you!" Sowon yells back. She walks to her room, leaving you alone as SinB opens the door. 

"Hi SinB, Sowon was saying that you two were having some problems?"

"They aren't really problems," SinB looks you up and down. "Hey, while you're here, what if you helped me?" She takes your hands and places them on her ass. "I have been feeling a little hot and bothered. I could use a nice little drink." Putting her hand on your growing bulge, she says, "I think you could give me that. Right?"

"Sure, I can do that." 

"Great," SinB pulls you inside and has you sit on her bed. You help her along by pulling down your pants. She frees your bulge quickly and slaps her face with it. "Oh, this is going to be good." Pointing it straight up, SinB takes a long lick of your cock. Her thumb gently rubs your tip as she moves down to your balls, taking one in her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. She pops it out of her mouth and returns to lapping at your shaft. Your moans fill the room as SinB coats your cock in a layer of saliva. Feeling something wet her thumb, she sees precum leaking from your tip. "Oh, looks like you're getting ready to give me my drink. Let me help you." SinB slips the head of your cock between her lips. Gently sucking on it, she cradles your balls and strokes your shaft. You groan.

"Oh fuck. You're so good at this, SinB." SinB eyes wander up to watch your face contort with pleasure. She starts to bob her head, letting her tongue run along the underside of your cock. You put your hand on her head and lightly press her down. SinB doesn't struggle as her mouth is filled; instead, she starts to move quicker. You grip her hair and let your head fall back as you moan. Your orgasm continues to build as SinB tries to maintain eye contact with you. Your cock begins to pulse within her mouth.

SinB pops your cock out of her mouth for a moment, licking the sides and stroking you at a quick pace. "Come on, give it to me. Cum down my throat." She starts bobbing her head again; unable to hold it you unleash a wave of cum that SinB drinks as quickly as she can. You hear her muffled moan as your semen reaches her tongue. It runs down her throat as she finishes drinking it all. The young woman's pants slowly return to normal. "You taste amazing," she comments as she wipes her mouth. She grabs your saliva-covered cock and strokes it, "you can give me more, right? I want it somewhere else, though. I need you to fill my pussy up with it."

SinB stands still, holding your cock until she begins to undress. Stripping off all her clothes, her small perky breasts with light pink nipples are free for you to view as she lets her bottoms fall to the floor, revealing her bare pussy. She helps you with your shirt before straddling you. Aligning your cock, she presses it against her entrance before dropping herself down on your slick cock. SinB closes her eyes and begins riding you, focusing on the sensation of being stuffed by your cock. SinB starts pinching one of her nipples while she uses her other hand to support herself. "Manager-nim, I love your cock. It's stirring my insides." You plant your hands on her ass and help her ride you, lifting her and letting her fall squarely onto your cock. "Oh god! You're going to ruin my pussy," She moaned.

Unbeknownst to you or SinB, Sowon stood at the door, stroking her strap-on and covering it in lube. She groped big breasts watching as you fucked her member. You and SinB focused on the pleasure you derived from the other. You felt SinB's tight pussy squeeze your cock and her walls splitting apart as her weight drove your cock deep inside her. SinB felt your cock stretch her pussy, and hit her deepest parts as it rubbed against her g-spot. It gripped you, not wanting to let your cock get any further out. Your orgasms began to build as you continued to use each other's bodies. "SinB, I'm going to cum."

"Me too; fill my pussy with your cum. Make me a mess," She said. SinB leaned down to capture your lips as you began to fill her with cum. SinB grinds against you as she tries to ride out her climax. Sowon, at this moment, comes up behind the younger woman and places her hand on SinB's back. As SinB looks over her shoulder to see Sowon, her eyes widen. Sowon, who had been pressing her strap-on against SinB's asshole, pushes it further in, causing SinB to scream. 

"Come on, SinB, don't scream. You've had bigger in your ass. Our manager has used your ass before, and he's so much bigger." SinB remains silent, her body spasming as her ass is spread open by Sowon. You watch on as Sowon finishes driving herself into SinB. You feel her strap-on on the other side of SinB walls. Sowon pulls out slowly before slamming herself back in. You do the same while she's buried inside SinB. The younger woman's moans grow louder as you and Sowon alternate your thrusts as the pace quickens. Sowon delivers a hard smack to SinB's ass. SinB whines as she feels two cocks stir her insides. "I needed to teach you to stop being such a brat, SinB. So I called our manager to help me."

SinB just moans as you two continue to pound her body. You lean forward to start sucking on SinB's tits, drawing louder moans. Still being sensitive, SinB shudders as she goes through a second orgasm. "Oh fuck. I'm cumming!" She yells. 

"That’s right, you brat. Cum for us. Cum from me ruining your asshole." Sowon groans as she holds onto SinB's waist. The older woman uses her grip on SinB to use more force when thrusting into her. SinB's pussy squeezes you more than before as you continue to slam your cock into her. Feeling yourself about to cum again, you pick up the pace, falling out of sync with Sowon. The erratic thrusts that SinB is met with driving her wild as her orgasms continue. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she loses her mind. You bury your cock inside her with a final thrust, pouring your cum into her again. 

Sowon continues her domination of her younger member, thrusting nonstop while you rest. "I think she's had enough, Sowon." She glances at SinB's limp body. You lift the younger woman off your cock and roll her onto her back. Sowon sees that she's clearly passed out and takes off her strap-on. 

Breathing heavily, she agrees. "You're right." As she looks back at you, Sowon licks her lips. "Let me clean you up before you go. Consider it a thank you for helping me. Without any hesitation, Sowon takes all of your shaft in. Her tongue works to collect as much cum as possible while she bobs her head.

"Thank you, Sowon." You say weakly as she continues to clean your cock. Soon enough, she finishes, giving it a few licks to make sure.  She leaves the room after, leaving you to put back on your clothes. You cover SinB in her discarded clothes, watching as your cum seeps onto the floor. You shut the door to SinB's room as you leave. You're grateful that you didn't run into the other members during this trip.

[authorred]

Break Me, Make Me Yours | Sub!Spencer Reid x Dom!Fem!Reader | |PART 1|

Preface: After some time away from each other due to your jobs, Spencer has ‘lost his touch’ in the bedroom. Now, it’s up to you to retrain him, and to reestablish where exactly he stands: below you.

ABSOLUTE SUBMISSIVE SPENCER--THE MOST SUBMISSIVE--BUCKLE THE FUCK UP

This will definitely be NSFW (18+) so minors DNI (do not interact). Unless you do, which in that case I refuse to be held responsible for the content you consume.

Part 2: Coming eventually

Warning(s): NSFW

NSFW TAGS: Mommy kink, breeding kink, training, degradation, orgasm control, D/s, slight tit fixation, m&f receiving/giving, choking, missionary, cowgirl, hair pulling, spitting, marking/claiming, bondage, light slapping, begging, finger sucking, deep throating (fingers and strap), semi-rough, sensual, crying (lightly), strap-sucking, cockwarming (mouth to strap), gagging

“Y/n. . . Y/n please. . .”

“Hush,” you chide softly. “It’s been weeks since we’ve gotten time for this. I’ll take my time with you.”

“Please, please, please. . .” He whimpers softly, “I want to--. . . I need to cum. It’s been so long.”

“You can wait a little longer,” you coo, shrugging off your shirt. 

Spencer’s eyes light up at the sight of your body, tongue briskly licking his lips in anticipation. “Y/n--”

“Ah,” you click your tongue, walking up to the bed. You stand still to admire him, kneeling on the bed at your disposal. Shirtless, with his arms bound behind his back, and cotton ropes tying his wrists for extra security. 

Spencer leans forward to try to goad you to touch him, but you step back; he whines. “The time away from each other has clearly made you forget some things.” You reach out and grab his face, digging your fingers into his defined cheeks. His mouth opens automatically from the grasp, and he stares at you with wide, puppy dog eyes. “When we’re like this, what am I?” You soften your grip to let him talk.

He swallows and almost breaks eye contact but manages to maintain it. “Mom. . . mommy.”

You give a soft smile and gently stroke his cheek. “Use it in a sentence.”

Red begins to bloom across his face, both from his arousal and from the orders. “Pl. . . please let me cum, mommy.”

“That’s a good boy,” you say softly, running your thumb across his bottom lip. His mouth opens a little bit, a silent sign to stick it in his mouth. “You want to suck on mommy’s finger?”

He nods his head vigorously.

“Use your words.”

“Yes, mommy. Please let me suck on your thumb. Please.”

You slide your thumb between his lips and press it down on his tongue, which earns you a soft whine from him. “I don’t see any sucking happening.”

With a small whimper, his eyes close when his mouth does, and he swirls his tongue around your thumb, nudging it to try to get it to play with it. You push your thumb farther into his mouth and he takes it, letting it glide close to the back of his mouth.

“Look at me.”

He forces his eyes open and starts to bob his head, opening his mouth to show you how he licks and laps at your thumb. 

You watch him unwaveringly, eyes growing darker and darker with each whine and whimper that leaves his beautiful, perfect mouth. After a minute of thumb sucking, you remove it from his mouth and hold out your pointer and middle finger. “Choke on them.”

Glancing down at them, he reaches up and takes them into his mouth. He sucks them at first, licking his tongue between them. 

You grab the back of his head and push your fingers to the back of his throat.

He gags on them, body jerking and flinching from the reflex, but you hold him there.

“I told you to choke on them, not suck. Your ability to follow concise orders has also regressed.” You hold him there for a few more seconds before swiftly pulling them out of his mouth.

He coughs lightly, saliva coating his lips in a shiny layer that he quickly licks and swallows away. “I’m. . . I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry mommy.”

You wipe your fingers on your pants and watch him splutter for breath. “We have a lot of work to do, my sweet baby boy.” You softly lift his chin so he can look at you. “Are you sure you’re up for it?”

He nods frantically.

“Verbal answer.”

“Yes, please mommy. I can handle it.”

You hum in thought. “We’ll see.”

~ Grabbing a fistful of his hair, you pull him off of the bed and onto the floor where he kneels at your feet immediately. He grunts softly at the harsh pull but doesn’t protest nor resist you. When you let go of him, he automatically looks up to your eyes.

You tighten the harnesses that are wrapped around your thighs and waist. “I’m not going to help you. You won’t have your hands, either. Follow my orders like a good boy, and I’ll reward you.”

He nods.

You raise your brows at him.

“Yes, mommy,” he quickly says. “I’ll be good.”

You adjust your stance and clasp your hands behind your back. “Lick it, no sucking.”

Spencer leans forward and drags his tongue the full length of the bottom of the strap, closing his eyes to focus. It’s tempting for him to put the tip in his mouth--especially when he can feel it pressing against his lips--but he refrains. He opens his eyes to look up at you, to see if you approve of what he’s doing. Your expression remains neutral, and his profiler instincts are fighting against his headspace to try to decipher what it is you’re thinking. He needs to know.

And you know. “Close your eyes. Stop looking for my approval. I’ll give it when you’ve done a satisfactory job.” You can almost see him relax when his eyes close again, and he licks at your strap like his life depends on it. You can see it’s a little awkward for him. The strap is moving a lot and it’s hard to stabilize it with only his tongue. He’s struggling, and you know it. You love it.

“Cockwarm it.”

His brows furrow, and his eyes open briefly to see where it is before taking it fully in his mouth. A few seconds pass and he still is attempting to have it sit comfortably in his mouth.

“You having trouble?”

He hums a ‘no’, but it comes out as an incomprehensible noise. He seems to have been somewhat provoked by the question because he pushes his head all the way down onto your strap. His lips are at the base.

You hum in mild approval and remain silent. You can hear his breathing stagger and him attempting to control it, and not choke on the building saliva. He doesn’t have a super reactive gag-reflex, but with the strap as far down in his throat as it is, it definitely is active.

You remain silent and he doesn’t protest nor show signs of pulling off. He stays there like a good boy warming your cock with his mouth. 

After a few dozen seconds, his eyes open to risk a peek at you. When he sees your pointed stare, he closes them again and pushes his head even farther onto your strap as recompense. Subsequently, gargles and staggered breaths begin to leave him, but he stays put despite it. 

Your body tingles at the sound of Spencer gagging. A minute and twenty seconds have passed. “Ten more seconds.” You pause briefly, “Gag even more. I want you to be crying.”

With a muffled whine, he pushes forward to the point where his nose is almost pressed against your pelvis. The choking worsens and his entire body is jerking from the reflex. Tears force themselves out of his eyes and stream down his cheeks, eventually mixing with the drool that’s dripping down his chin.

“. . . pull off.”

Spencer pulls away in a second, coughing over his breath and attempting to keep himself composed enough to not warrant reprimand or punishment. He sniffs and swallows the saliva that trickled down his chin during the time, coughing up any spit that snuck its way down his trachea.

You lean down to grab his face, gently wiping the wetness with your thumb. “Look at me.”

He looks at you immediately, eyes red and swollen. He squints because of the blurriness from the tears, but he utters no sound. 

You listen to him pant for a few seconds before slowly leaning down and kissing him softly. He reciprocates eagerly and gratefully, wanting to deepen the kiss almost as soon as he realizes. You pull away before he can, and he whines softly in response.

“Good boy,” you coo. “You did so well for mommy. Look how pretty you are.” You cradle his face, smearing his drool and tears across his skin.

“Thank you, mommy,” he whimpers. “I love you.”

“I love you too, my sweet boy.” 

His pupils blow up.

“One lesson and then I’ll give my good boy a reward, okay?”

He nods obediently, and then quickly goes to open his mouth, “Yes, mommy. Okay.”

~ You wrap your hand around his throat and force him up to walk backwards. His lets out a few grunts from the grip but doesn’t protest. When the back of his knees hit the mattress, he sits.

“Spread your legs.”

His legs open as wide as they can, and you position yourself in between them. You tug at his belt and slowly begin to unhook it. “I know you’re not exactly a fan of degradation, but I can’t help but think about how pretty of a whore you are for me. With your legs spread like a seasoned slut. But you’re not a slut: you’re my good boy. Good boys don’t do things like that, do they?” You lean forward to come nose-to-nose with him, and he swallows when he makes eye contact.

“No, mommy. . . I don’t.” It’s a desperate, raspy whisper. “Only for you.”

“Only for me?”

“Only for you. I’ll spread my legs like. . . like a whore only for you.”

You grin when you kiss him, accidentally hitting your teeth against his. He breathes heavily into it, and you swipe your tongue across the roof of his mouth. He opens it wider, allowing you to practically shove your tongue fully inside. He whines and screws his eyes tight, spikes of excitement shooting down his spine to his groin. Feeling your tongue ravish the inside of his mouth unhinged was a feeling he’d never get used to, nor would he ever refuse it.

You pull away and attack his throat with kisses and bites. You can feel the bob of his adams apple when he swallows, and you make sure to kiss it before moving down farther. You fully undo his belt and pull it from the loops, throwing it carelessly to the side. 

“Stand.”

He rises to his feet, and you pull down both his pants and boxers.

“Mommy, please. . .”

“Shh,” you shush gently. “Patience. Just for a little bit more.” You help him step out of his clothes and toss them to the side as well. “Sit.”

He sits down like an obedient dog.

You crouch between his legs and look up at him, his erection a clear obstruction in your view. You can see and hear his breathing becoming quicker, anticipation and excitement twisting his stomach into a knot. You do nothing. You don’t move. You don’t say anything. You just stare at him with a neutral expression.

Spencer has an inkling of an idea of what you’re looking for. “Please, mommy,” he begins to beg. “Please, please. . . please make me feel good. Please, I want you to make me cum. Please. Please let me have mommy’s mouth on me.”

“My mouth?” You repeat with a raise of a brow and quirk of your lips. “You’re asking me to suck you off?”

His eyes widen. “I. . . I’m sorry. I’m sorry, you don’t--I got carried away. I’m sorry, mommy. Please forgive me. I’m sorry.”

You chuckle at seeing him beg. “Your eyes have such a pathetic look in them, my sweet boy. It’s almost cute.”

He whimpers again.

“You’re pathetic for mommy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am--I’m pathetic for mommy, I am--please--make your pathetic boy feel good, I’m begging you.”

“I hear,” you hum. “It’s nice. It’s lovely, actually. And since you seem to be so agreeable, I’ll give you a small reward for it.” You lightly drag your finger up the underside of his dick and he twitches. 

“Please. . .”

Without breaking eye contact you lean forward and slowly take him into your mouth. He cries out and tugs against the binds, legs almost closing around your head, but he forces them open. With slow but deep strokes you take him centimeter by centimeter. Each bob of your head earns you a louder and longer whine. “Mommy” falls from his mouth every two seconds along with pleads that don’t include anything specific. He doesn’t know what it is he’s begging for exactly, but he’s begging for something.

When you fit more than half of him inside your mouth you speed up, readjusting yourself so you’re resting comfortably on your haunches. His moans and gasps and pants also intensify, analogous to your mouth. Soft curses fall from his mouth and that’s when you know his sensitivity is reaching the peak. 

You pull off of him and quickly replace your mouth with your hand, stroking him at a moderate pace. 

Spencer’s head tilts back and he moans, sweat beginning to accumulate on his neck and chest. “Please, mommy, please. . .”

“What’re you begging for?” You ask curiously. “I never told you to beg for anything yet.”

“I’m sorry, please, I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry, it feels--you feel so good, mommy.” He lowers his head to look at you, hips beginning to writhe in place.

“You want to cum, don’t you?”

He nods. “Yes--yes, I--I do, please. . . please let me cum.”

You hum in deliberation. You speed your stroking up and he cries out praises, breathes coming out in heaves and staggers. You watch him closely, eyes staring at his face as if you’re examining him. You can feel his dick getting harder than before, precum dripping from the tip. You use that as slight lubrication for your hand.

Spencer pulls his mind out of the pleasure of your hand enough to remember what he’s supposed to do. “Can--can I cum, mommy? Please? Can I cum?”

“No,” you reply immediately. “Don’t cum.”

He bites his lip and whines, body tensing in a feeble attempt to keep his orgasm at bay. 

You don’t slow your hand, nor do you repeat your order. You mentally begin to count the seconds in your head. Eight has passed.

“Mommy, please!”

You say nothing. Eleven has passed.

His hips jerk and twist, body writhing from your touch. His moans come out as light sobs, eyes closed, and face scrunched up in restricted pleasure. Fourteen has passed.

His eyes tear up and he tries to move back from your grasp with a long whine, but you move with him, forcing him to be subjected to your hand. Sixteen has passed.

A low whine of ‘mommy’ leaves him again, and his body bows. He rests his forehead against yours and stutters quiet, weak begs. Twenty has passed.

“Cum.”

He lets out a short scream. You feel his dick pulse, but you keep your eyes on his expression. He gasps and moans against your mouth. His body slowly begins to relax after a seven-second-long orgasm. His hips stutter and jerk when you stroke him slowly and cease when you pull away. He finally opens his eyes and stares at you, ‘thank you’’s leaving his lips like a prayer, like worship. He leans against you, and you push back to keep him from tumbling off the bed.

“Good boy,” you soothe, peppering kisses across his face. “You did so well, baby boy. I’m so proud of you.” You reach up to hug him tightly. He’s unable to hug back, but he presses his face into the junction of your shoulder, still thanking you repeatedly. He’s trembling and you smile to yourself when you feel it.

You stay there for a little, allowing Spencer to calm down a little from the orgasm. You can hear him sniff a few times, but you know he’s okay. When you pull away, you cradle his face. “You did so good,” you praise gently. “You’re such a good boy for not cumming.”

He smiles giddily. “Thank you, mommy.”

You smile back and nuzzle your noses together. “Would you like your reward now?”

His eyes light up. “Yes. Please, mommy.”

[stinkysam]

Jin Bubaigawara - Sleepless

Warning : nsfw, top!reader, spit, slight somnophilia, blowjob, handjob, come eating, two orgasms, crying.

Genre : smut

Synopsis : Horny twice waking up his bf at night to fuck but reader is too tired to do anything so he tells twice to fuck himself on his cock

Reader : male (you/yours)

>Non mlm dni

You were sleeping peacefully until something nudged you gently.

"[Name]."

You tried to ignore it, turning around and pulling the sheet above your head. Yet it didn't stop.

"[Name], I'm horny. We wanna fuck ! Only if you're okay with it."

"Mnh, I'm too tired, do it yourself." You said turning back around to face him, lazily getting rid of your pants. Jin helped you eagerly, already excited at the idea, humming a song you couldn't quite tell what it was.

Once your pants were discarded, Jin went to work, spitting on your cock, a poor imitation for lube, and began to gently stroke you before taking your soft dick in his mouth.

Bobbing his head slowly and fondling your balls with his hands, your dick began to harden at the attention. You let out a sigh, as you repositioned yourself for more comfort you accidentally humped his mouth, making him gag around you.

"Sorry. Needed to move."

Jin hummed what you could imagine was a "That's fine." before sucking you again.

Once you were fully hard, you placed your hand in his hair, pulling him away. He let out a whine at the gesture but obeyed nonetheless. His cock, on the contrary to yours, was painfully hard, standing proudly between his thighs.

"Can you give me your hand, love ?"

You did as he asked, placing your right hand in his. He moved a bit, approaching himself and you felt something by the tip of your fingers. He opened your hand and placed his dick on your palm before closing it, before slowly fucking himself in your hand. Jin moaned at the sensation, hips bucking against your firmly closed hand.

"Fuck, so good…" he whimpered, fastening his pace, keeping your hand closed around his dick with his balls slapping against your wrist.

Jin came fast, cum spurting out of your hand to fall on the bed-sheets, moaning your name so loudly it snapped you awake.

"Babe, c'mon, be quiet please ?"

"I'm sorry, love, ah… it felt- it felt too good."

"Mh, I'm glad." You smiled.

He pulled out of your hand, "Can you… can you lick it please ? Lick it clean, bitch !"

You sighed but complied, licking the come out of your hand as Jin watched intently. His hands were on your dick, jerking you slowly.

He spat once more on your cock before aligning it with his ass, slowly pushing it in.

"Fuck… [Name]..."

One hand was on his mouth, stopping himself from moaning too loudly. Instead he mewled, blushing hard at the sounds coming out of his mouth. But it didn't take long for him to moan again, fucking himself on your cock at a slow pace. He didn't want to come yet again. It was torture to go this slowly but he had no other choice. Mewling and crying, Jin began to babble softly, letting out praise and loving words. You weren't doing anything but it was still perfect in his eyes.

You were awake now, you couldn't sleep over all the noise he made so you decided to watch instead, and what a sight.

His dick was hard again, precum pooling at the base as his balls slapped against your lower abdomen when he fastened his pace.

He came loudly again, crying out your name as tears spilled down his face.

He kept fucking himself until you came, he was now crying from the overstimulation. You held your hand out for him to lean his face on and you gently caressed his cheek with your thumb.

"You did good, love."

[itsrheasgirl]

FORBIDDEN LOVE - PART 10

The Forbidden Love series follows a relationship between Rhea x Reader.

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The Reader has a strong friendship with Liv Morgan.

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Liv is in love with The Reader but hasn’t told them.

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fem!reader.

rhea x reader - liv x reader.

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@rheasbaee @you-got-me-star-lost-16 @innagnv @bittersweetastoria @chillinbri @call-me-a-simp @sithfar

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You wanted to stay with Rhea— to actually spend the entire night together, for her to hold you while you fell asleep but part of you knew it wasn’t wise. When a very drunk Liv returned to an empty room you knew she’d only jump to conclusions once again.

Your features drop slightly as you lean into Rhea’s palm, a soft simper claiming your lips as she gently strokes your jaw with her thumb. You didn’t want to leave her, what kind of person did that make you?

“I shouldn’t.”

Your voice was low, disappointed in yourself that you were walking away from a night you would struggle to forget. But you had to be smart.

Rhea’s lips pressed gently against your own, a soft hum vibrating against them as she exhaled through her nose. Rhea seemed content, your rejection to spending the night with her going unnoticed as she finally met your gaze.

“Liv?”

She questioned. Your head bobbed in a gentle nod, the smile on Rhea’s lips growing as she tried to hold back a small chortle.

“Liv.”

You stated, clambering off the sheets. Your gaze scanned the bedside in search of your clothing, a soft laugh parting your lips as Rhea snaps the pink lace in your direction. You catch the fabric mid air and playfully slap at her forearm, rolling your eyes as you get dressed.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

Tying the elastic band you always kept on your wrist to create a messy bun on top of your head—you mind still up in the clouds, you head down the hall towards your hotel room. The smile on your lips from ear to ear as you inhale a full breath, until a very familiar laugh echoed through the hallway causes you to freeze. Your eyes rolling clockwise as you spin on your heels coming face to face with a very intoxicate Liv and Bianca, Raquel stood behind them keeping them both upright.

“Y/N!”

Liv’s arms shot upward as she stumbled towards you, your palms grasping at her hips to stop her from falling as she clung to you for support. Liv’s finger slowly reached up to wind into the silver chain that hung around your neck, a soft hum vibrating in her chest as she regain your gaze.

“Y/N, hi!”

A soft laugh parts your lips as you flash Raquel a questioning glance, your brow raising slightly as you glanced between Liv and Bianca. Raquel pats her palms against Bianca’s shoulders without a word, gently pulling her past you as Liv clung to you a koala. You make eye contact with Raquel as she walks Bianca backwards away from you, a Cheshire Cat grin claiming her lips as she rushes threw her response fast enough for you to hear, before she disappears round the corner and out of site.

“She’s you problem now babe, have fun. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Perfect. You thought to yourself as you took Liv’s hand in your own, keeping her close to you as you turn to face the hotel room door. Tugging the petite blonde into the room, you lead her straight over to her bed and helped her lay down. Her fingers held on to yours as you tried to stand, pulling you back down onto the side of the bed as a quiet whine vibrating in her throat.

“Why did you leave?”

Liv huffed, playing with your fingers. You hated to see her upset, but the amount of alcohol in her system was definitely playing with her emotions.

“We don’t need to talk about that now, you should sleep.”

Detaching your fingers from around Liv’s, you stand quickly to keep her from pulling you back down to her level. Spinning on your heels, you bend down to scoop her legs up onto the bed. Removing her sneakers, you drop them beside the bed before moving to press a soft kiss against Liv’s forehead.

“In blankets. Go sleep. Now.”

Liv sticks out her tongue as you back away from the bed, huffing softly as she clambers into the white fitted sheets to lay down. Shaking your head you laugh softly as you cross the room to the bathroom, flicking on the shower as you begin to undress. A quick shower was all you needed, a refresher before sleep. Fixing the bun on top of your head as to keep your hair dry, you slip beneath the cool water and let your mind wonder. There was only one thing you’d be thinking of in the shower from now on.

The soft sound of Liv’s snores filled the room as you turned of the bathroom light and entered the main room, swiftly crossing to your bed in the dark as to not wake Liv from her slumber. There was something about clambering into your bed alone that felt strange, like something was missing. You wished you could have stayed with Rhea, her presence soothed you and the anxiety of having to keep so many secrets became a little easier. Nestling into the sheets, you lay on your back staring up at the ceiling. This weekend had been so much better than you’d expected. You had got to see Liv after being separated by the WWE— even though the weekend had started on a sour note, it was the longest you’d spent with her in months. And Rhea— perfect Rhea, you got to get closer to her than you’d ever imagined. Going home was going to suck.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

“Check out is in half an hour Y/N, why did you let me sleep so late?”

Liv grumbled as she dashed back and forth between her bed and the bathroom, tossing all her toiletries into her suitcase as she clutched her head. Another soft groan falling in line with the petite blonde as she dropped down on the mattress beside her suitcase.

“Ugh, this hangover.”

You can’t help the small laugh that broke your lips, zipping your own suitcase closed before throwing on Rhea’s hoodie and tying up your hair.

“You have time, I’ll go get you a bottle of water from the vending machine. Just keep packing.”

Liv doesn’t bother to fight you, her forehead resting down into her palms as you slip from the confides of your room and out into the hallway. You had no intention of getting the water you’d promised Liv, you had other priorities in mind.

Hurrying down the hallway, you pause in front of Rhea’s door with a shallow breath. You’d left so quickly last night that you hadn’t even had a chance to say goodbye, who knew when you’d see each other again and you couldn’t go months without one last moment with your dream girl.

Gently tapping your knuckles against the wood, you adjust Rhea’s sweater as it hangs from your form. There was no sounds within the room, perhaps she was still asleep. You’d left her room quite late last night and you definitely would still be sleeping if you had the chance. Tapping your knuckles against the door once more— this time a little harder, your brow furrows when there’s still no answer.

“Demi?”

Your voice was loud enough that if she was awake she’d be able to hear you, but still— nothing. Your heart began to sink, was she ignoring you? Had your night together actually been a mistake? Is this how things were going to end?

You inhale a staggered breath as you wrapped your forearms around your torso, your insides felt tight like a vise as you step back from the door. This couldn’t be it. Rhea had asked you stay the night with her, she wouldn’t have just left. Would she? There was only one way to find out.

Hurrying back down the hallway towards the elevator, you pushed the down button repeatedly even though you knew it wouldn’t make it come any faster. Tapping your foot in annoyance as the quiet ding of the approaching elevator rang in your ears, you slip in between the slowly opening doors as it reaches your floor and begin to press the lobby button over and over.

As the door opens you come face to face with Bianca, she looked like death but was still able to flash you a dazzling smile. You chortle softly as you place your palms on her shoulders, a soft groan escaping from her throat as she leant forward to press her forehead against your chest.

“I’m never drinking with Liv again.”

She mumbled against the fabric, gently banging her head again and again against your collar bone as she muttered words to quiet for you to hear. You wanted to ask her if she’d seen Rhea, but decided against it as you straightened her posture. Rubbing her shoulders, you help her into the elevator and press the correct button for her floor. Bianca’s features crinkle as she rubbed her head, leaning back against the elevator wall without another word as the doors close to separate you.

There was a line of people waiting in front of you, with check out time lurking round the corner you’d expected nothing less but you didn’t really have the time for it. Waiting patiently for the line to disappear, you hurry up to the desk with a questioning gaze.

“Good morning Miss, how can I help you?”

The slender brunette watched you intently as you thought of how to approach your question, your fingertips drumming against the wooden countertop as you inhaled a small breath.

“Room six fifteen, Demi Bennett...”

You glance up at the hostess, your features doing their best to remain neutral.

“Did she check out yet?”

A large grin claimed the females lips as she turned away from you without a word, your brow arching at her reaction as she fumbled around on the back counter. What was she doing? Did she not hear your question?

“Excus—.”

You’re cut off mid sentence as the brunette turned back with a small piece of folded paper in her hand, placing it against the countertop she slid it over to you with a enchanting smile. You stare at the small paper on the hardwood for a moment, lengthy fingers reaching out to take it without a word.

“Oh!”

The brunette chimed in, grasping something from under the desk before holding out a singular lily in your direction.

“This is for you.”

Confusion crosses your features as you tentatively take the flower stem from the hostess, bringing it to you nose to inhale it’s sweet scent you can’t help the corners of your lips as they twitch. The hostess didn’t say another word, disappearing into the staff office she left you alone with your thoughts. She still hadn’t answered your question, had Rhea checked out or not?

Slowly crossing the lobby, you took a seat in a large armchair. The folded paper still in your grasp as you continued to inhale the sweet aroma of the flower. It takes a few moments— but as your fingers toy with the folded note, you inhale a deep breath and open it slowly. Your slightly taken back by the amount of words that lay sprawled across the paper. Pulling your legs up to sit cross legged in the chair, you playfully begin twirling the stem of the lily in your fingertips as you read.

Hey pretty girl,

I know this weekend was hard for you, Liv is important to you and I understand that. But last night was… I don’t even know, words don’t begin to describe it.

The corners of your lips twitch, it was clear you weren’t the only one who would struggle to forget about last night. Your palm loosening on the stem of your flower as a cheeky grin plasters across your lips.

I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye, in all fairness I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t begin to imagine letting you walk away from me again.

You skim through the letter Rhea had left you, her sweet words had your heartbeat fluttering in your chest as you grew closer to the end. You wished she had come to say goodbye, for you to hold her one last time before her career tore her away from you. But that was the way it was, the WWE had its employees constantly busy and the reality was you wouldn’t see Rhea again for a while. You didn’t even get time to talk, to find out what this weekend even meant.

I wish we had one more day, I miss your touch already but we knew that reality would have to eventually set in….

Reality would have to eventually set in— those seven words tugged at your heartstrings as you tried your best to process them. Reality, what reality? Your mind reeled with what she could possibly mean, your fingertips crinkling the edges of the paper as you tighten your grip.

You were lost in your thoughts as footsteps approached behind you, the shrill sound of Liv’s voice breaking your focus.

“What the fuck, Y/N. Am I supposed to carry all these bags by myself? And where’s my water?”

You turn your head to find Liv wrapped in bag straps, both your suitcases parked at her side. You can’t help but laugh, pushing yourself out of the chair before shoving Rhea’s note in your back pocket— you’d finish it later, turning to face the petite blonde with a shrug of your shoulders.

“I forgot?”

Your brow arched playfully as you approach Liv’s side, a small groan leaving her throat as she rolls her eyes.

“Suuuuure you did.”

A soft chortle parts your lips as you helped Liv unravel herself from the straps, placing your bag down on the ground as you wrap your arm around her shoulders.

“Come on you, let’s go home.”

The Morning After