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Taylor Kitsch as Kevin Carter The Bang Bang Club (2010)

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is your username a tfb reference??

Lol. Not the first time I have been asked this. It is not, I actually just really like dragons, lame I know. I ended up looking up the song last time though, and I did enjoy it.

[nyxvuxoa-writes]

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[nyxvuxoa]

Taylor Kitsch as Kevin Carter The Bang Bang Club (2010)

[voxmortuus]

Know Your Place.

Adrian Griffin x F!Reader | Adrian Griffin x F!Plus-Sized Reader 

Invisible Man AU

TW! Pure Smut | Dominant Male | Dominant Relationship | Dominant Tension | Smut | Oral | Male Ejaculation | Female Restraint Ejaculation | Language | Sexual Tension | Talk of Masturbation | Talk of Aftercare | I’m sure I’m missing some but you’ve been warned, PURE SMUT!

What is it about this girl? Her mouth was smart, and her ass was about to be busted, she was going to learn her place. Her place with him was on her knees, with his cock in her mouth, at least it would keep her quiet. With a sigh, Adrian looked across the table, clenched his jaw and his hand twitched a moment. Shaking his head he licked his lip before he spoke.

"You know, you're always running your mouth, you always have something smart to say and it's like it doesn't matter what I say you've always got to counter what I've got to say. You will learn your place." He told her.

Her eyes narrowed on him and she shook her head. "Tell me, Adrian, how are you going to put me in my place? Are you going to beat me? Tie me up? Send me to bed without dinner?" Internally she was pushing his buttons, she was well aware of what she was doing.

You see the thing is. With him, it was this tickle in the back of his mind reminding her right where she belonged, and he was going to show her. He pushed from the table, and his eyes narrowed on her, he turned his chair and looked at her. Adrian's hand rose and he gestured for her to come to him pointing at the floor in front of him. She stood up and walked over and looked over his face. Looking over her curves Adrian took her hand and gave a jerk and looked at her closely.

"Knees. Now." He stated. Watching her move to her knees in her little black dress he gripped her jaw. "Open." Watching her open her mouth he stuck his two fingers into her mouth, feeling the wetness and warmth of her mouth, imagining what it would feel like to have his cock in it at that moment. Feeling her mouth he undid his belt, and his pants and he began to slide his fingers in and out of her mouth feeling himself grow excited, feeling himself stiffen, he looked at her.

"Please me, now." That's all he had to say. She looked at him and his jaw clenched. "I. Said. Now." He demanded. Without a second hesitation, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth, with a hand on his cock and one went between her legs. He gripped her head back and jerked her head, "No. You're not allowed to please yourself. You need to earn that." He stated. Nodding her head she leaned forward and assumed her original position and slid him into her mouth, her tongue along the head of his cock and down the shaft and along the base.

Adrian let out a groan. His body tensed and yet was oddly relaxed, with his hand in her red hair he let out a heavy breath and groaned a groan that was of satisfaction and of enjoyment. It didn't take long before his grip on her hair was guiding her with fluid motion. Up and down, up and down. Feeling the wetness knowing she was wet between her thick thighs, that only caused him to drive his cock deeper into her mouth, harder, faster.

Using her, remind her of her place, mutters, and groans of pleasure, reminding her that she was his to use as he pleased, that she was to remember her place, it was this urge to satisfy himself with her, it was this urge to remind her more and more  But the more she pleased him, the faster that release approached.

The harder he shoved her head and the more her throat took him the quicker that release happened. Looking over her face he shook his head as a dribble came down her chin. "Now, remember girl, I don't need to bust your ass to remind you of your place. I will use you as I please, and your place is on your knees with my cock in your mouth." He reached for a spare napkin and wiped her chin and looked at her and let out a soft breath as he put himself back. Gripping her throat for a moment he looked deep into her eyes. "Where do you belong?"

With a matter-of-fact submissive tone a loving caring tone. "I belong with you, making you happy, thank you, Sir. I needed that." She gave a loving smile and placed her head in his lap. "You make me happy Sir. Thank you for everything." She whispered.

With a smile, he ran his fingers through her hair and licked his lips. "Later, you are going to play with yourself, I'm going to sit in my chair, and I am going to watch, then you're going to sit on my cock, please me some more, and if you're a good girl, I will let you cum, then we'll take a bath, and curl up, watch a movie, and I will always remind you just how important you are to me. I will take care of you." Adrian told her, holding her close, loving her more than the day before like he does with every passing day. "Now, how about you eat your dinner, and we go about our evening?"

"Yes Sir." She nodded her head, stood up, and made her way back to her chair at the end of the table, with a beaming smile she sat down, wiggled a bit, and started eating her dinner.

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If you want to be tagged let me know. This is the first of many stories! I am also taking requests!

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[nyxvuxoa]

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[sincerelyasimp]

SLC Punk! (1998) // dir. James Merendino

gifs by @tiedyedragons 🫶

[cinebration]

No Small Jobs (Walter Marshall x Reader) [Request]

Walter Marshall + An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose + Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips—Requested by anon

Not sure the message in this fic is great.

Warnings: none

Gif Source: tiedyedragons

You had known Walter Marshall a year. Having been promoted up from Vice, you were on the team of detectives the department employed. As the newest member, you were relegated to paperwork and nuisance jobs. On occasion, the other detectives would ask you to tag along to learn a few things from the “pros.”

There are no small jobs, you constantly told yourself. You repeated it as a mantra, trying to convince yourself it was true whenever you were handed a new stack of paperwork or skipped over for an assignment.

It’s how you found yourself working late on a Thursday night, the other detectives long since having returned home. Mired in paperwork, you sat hunched at your desk, sipping coffee and trying not to let your bitterness build up.

“Do you have the Anderson case file?”

Walter’s voice jolted you out of your wandering concentration. “Uh, yeah, lemme find it.” You searched through the stack of folders haphazardly piled upon your desk.

Walter had been the only one not to hand you excess paperwork. If anything, he did it himself or delegated it to others, ultimately resulting in you receiving it. He was also the one to most often ask you to tag along. For that, you were enormously grateful. At least someone saw you were more than a factotum.

You found the file near the bottom of the stack. With all the skill of a Jenga player, you pulled it free.

The pile teetered. Files spilled to the floor, sliding under desks and chairs. Cursing, you stood, holding out the Anderson case file to Walter. When he took it, you crouched and began gathering up the files.

Lucky for you, the department used files that clasped all the material within the folders. No loose sheets had slid free to be lost in the scattered pile.

Walter crouched down beside you on his knees, helping you.

“You don’t have to,” you said.

“It’s okay,” he insisted, stacking up a new pile of folders.

“I’m clearly behind,” you muttered ruefully, dragging files into a haphazard heap beside your feet.

“I’ll talk to the others.”

“You shouldn’t,” you said quickly. “They’ll just hate me for it.”

He frowned. “It isn’t right.”

“I’ll manage. It’ll be okay.”

Shaking his head, he said, “I’m going to talk to them.”

“No, really, it isn’t necessary.”

“You need to put your foot down, stand up for yourself. Otherwise they will walk all over you.”

“They won’t take me seriously.”

“You’re here, so they will.”

“I worked Vice,” you insisted. “That means dressing up like a hooker. They think I’m just tits and ass.”

“Then show them you aren’t.”

“I’m trying.”

“You won’t if you’re stuck here doing paperwork.”

You heaved a sigh, raked a hand through your hair. “Yeah, I know.”

Walter handed you a stack of files. Thanking him, you placed them on the desk and returned to your pile, chasing some of the files that had slipped under desks. Walter followed from the opposite direction until you both met in the middle.

You reached for a file by his knee as he leaned forward to stand, a hefty pile in his large hands. Your cheeks brushed each other, the corners of your lips touching briefly.

“Oh.” You drew back a fraction, coloring. “I’m sorry.”

Walter’s gaze slid down to your lips, his face mere inches from yours. You frowned, your attention sliding down to his mouth before returning to his eyes. You found him staring at you, his gaze intense.

“Marshall…”

“Walter,” he murmured, leaning forward.

His lips pressed against yours, soft and questing. Your mouth parted in surprise, granting him access. His tongue slid into you, dragged against yours. A quiet moan slipped out of you as your eyes fluttered close, relishing the feel of him. He tasted bitter like his coffee, with a hint of creamer.

He let go of the folders.

Your arms slid up on their own accord around his neck, drawing him close. Unbalanced, Walter leaned forward, pressing you down to the ground, the files scattering anew beneath you both. Heart pounding, you pulled him hard against you, letting him attack your mouth with renewed fervor. One hand gripped you tightly by the hip, the other fisting in your hair.

He drew back suddenly, panting against your face. Eyes peeling open, you stared up into his flushed features. His pupils were blown wide, almost eclipsing his blue irises.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed.

“For what?”

“I don’t think you’re just tits and ass,” he answered, “but that’s all I can think about right now.” His gaze slid down the length of you before snapping back up to your face.

You hooked a leg around his hip. He grunted, almost groaned audibly as you pressed him closer.

“I’ve been up sixteen hours and have had three cups of coffee,” you said. “I know I look like shit tonight. So yeah, I know you think I’m more than tits and ass. That doesn’t mean I don’t have tits and an ass for you to fondle.”

Walter groaned then, smashing his mouth to yours again.

[peaceisadirtyword]

Drabble #1 (Modern!Ubbe/Reader)

A/N: Hello💞 A week later than I thought (sorry about that😭 I was sick) I’m starting with your Christmas requests! This is the first one!

(Thank you @valopz​ for your request♥️) 

For this request I wrote two different drabbles! One with Ubbe (this one) and another one with Ivar (which I will post right after I post this). Both of them happen during the same night, almost at the same time! So choose your favorite Ragnarsson and enjoy!🥰 (or be like me and don’t choose, enjoy both lol). 

I hope you like it! Ivar’s is slightly different because I didn’t want to write the same for the both of them, so I hope I didn't completely fuck up the request 😭

Thank you!♥️

Warnings: pregnancy, mentions of alcohol and anxiety, Ubbe is very cute.

Btw! In this AU Ubbe wasn’t with Torvi, so their son is Björn’s son! Sorry but I thought it’d be awkward(?)😅

Read Ivar’s part here

gif belongs to @tiedyedragons​

"Ready?" Ubbe's voice startled you, interrupting your thoughts as you finally noticed the car had stopped in front of your destination. Your eyes widened in horror as he chuckled, leaning in to kiss your temple softly. 

"I don't think so" you muttered, clearing your throat "Can we stay here for a while?"

"Of course" he smiled warmly, and his fingers intertwined with yours "We're early anyway" 

You knew he was lying. There was no 'we're early' for the Lothbroks, especially not when they were going to their mother's house. 

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, leaning against the headrest of your seat. Ubbe frowned then, worried, and leant closer. 

"Are you okay? If you don't feel well, I can go in and tell my mother we're going back home to rest"

You opened your eyes immediately. 

"And miss Aslaug's anual Yule dinner? She'll kill me" 

"She will understand, in your state..."

"She doesn't know anything about my state yet, though" you sighed, feeling like crying again. Gods, you hated being this emotional all the time "Besides, I'm fine, I'm just nervous, it's nervousness" 

"Alright" Ubbe nodded. Again, he didn't push you, he just waited until you took a deep breath again and nodded. 

"Okay, I think I'm ready" 

"Are you sure?" he raised an eyebrow, his deep blue eyes scanned your face with worry.

"No, but if I keep overthinking it I will never get out of this car" you shook your head and grabbed your purse before opening the door. Looking at the entrance, adorned with warm lights and the adorable figures of reindeers Aslaug loved, you waited until Ubbe stood up next to you and turned to look at him, the panic written all over your eyes. 

"Hey, look at me" he smiled warmly, and when he cupped your cheeks you felt your nerves leave your body "They love you, they will love you even more when this night is over" he smiled and kissed your lips softly "You're great, I love you and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, besides, you look beautiful" he kissed your forehead and you smiled widely, feeling like a fifteen year old as you always did when Ubbe complimented you. 

"I love you" you smiled shyly at him "Now let's get in, I'm sure they already know we're here" 

Aslaug opened the door with an enchanting smile. She was wearing a golden dress, looking like a star from a reality show with a very natural makeup. She looked stunning, and you took your time to admire the beauty of that family as she hugged her eldest son dearly, muttering something about him being taller and his hair being too long now. You held back a laugh when Ubbe rolled his eyes and kissed his mother on the cheek. 

Finally she turned to you. Her smile didn't fade, but you noticed how she scanned you from head to toe. She nodded and greeted you with a hug, and you knew you had passed the test. Ubbe grinned and winked at you excitedly. 

"It's great to see you again, Y/N" she said softly "You look very pretty, I like your dress" 

"Thank you, Mrs. Lothbrok" you smiled nervously "I baked this" you offered her the small bag you had in your hands "It’s the dessert we always baked at home for Christmas"

She looked surprised, and her smile was wider and even warmer when she looked at you again. 

"Thank you, my dear, it's very sweet of you, but please call me Aslaug" she smiled at Ubbe and reached to caress his cheek "Why don't the two of you head to the dining room? Everyone is there already, you can say hello to them while I take these to the kitchen... Oh, Y/N you can give your coat to Hilda, she will put it in the wardrobe" 

You muttered a thank you and shot a nervous smile to the woman that grabbed your and Ubbe's coat, welcoming you with a nod. 

Entering that living room was like entering a decoration magazine of those you eyed while waiting at the hairdresser. Everything looked expensive and well-placed. Every single detail was in order, even the small ornaments that hang from the big tree. But you didn't have too much time to look around because someone screamed your name and you nearly fell back when two little arms circled your legs. 

You already knew who it was before you looked down and smiled at the blonde haired little boy. 

"Hello Ragnar" you winked at him and caressed his soft hair "How have you been?" 

"Hello to you too, Ragnar, is this the way you greet your favorite uncle?" Ubbe sounded a bit hurt as the boy looked at him and smiled again. As he crutched down to pick him up, he was ambushed by another two kids, making him laugh and fall back. You smiled, biting your lip as you watched him. He was so good with kids...

"Hali, Asa, please don't kill your uncle before dinner, and be careful! Aslaug is going to kill us if we destroy the decoration" Torvi sighed, looking exhausted as she approached you "Hi, Y/N, it's nice to see you again" 

You hugged her, smiling back. 

"Good to see you too... Hi Björn" 

The eldest Lothbrok smiled and nodded at you as he approached Ubbe to help him get up and give him one of those very violent hugs men liked. Looking over Torvi's shoulder, you greeted Hvitserk and Ivar, who was sitting on the floor, probably playing with the kids before you arrived. Ivar's girlfriend waved at you from her seat on the couch, and you smiled warmly at her. The both of you had bonded quite a lot, even if Ubbe and Ivar weren't very close anymore. 

Sigurd also came to say hi, kissing your cheek with a warm smile. Everything seemed normal. No one looked aware. Everything is fine.

Ubbe turned to check on you after you had said hello to everyone, when Helga came back from the kitchen and when the back door opened and Ragnar and Floki entered with more wood for the fireplace. You were a bit overwhelmed, but smiled at him and took his hand to reassure him. You saw him saying hello to his younger brothers then, and decided to give him space. The distance with Hvitserk, who had been the closest to him while growing up, and Ivar, whom he had raised like a father, hurt him a lot. 

When dinner started, you occupied your seat between Ubbe and Torvi. Ragnar was saying some words, and you tried your best to listen to him, but were too nervous. Ubbe left his hand on your thigh, caressing it softly every time he felt you tense up. 

"Now, let's start with the drinks because there's no way I'm surviving this while sober" Ragnar winked and everyone giggled except for Aslaug, who rolled her eyes with a small smile. 

"Um... I'll take water, thank you" you smiled at Hilda, who approached you with the bottle of mead. You felt everyone fall silent around you and Aslaug's eyes fixed on you. You honestly hoped she wouldn't feel offended by that, as you knew she chose a very expensive mead for her Yule dinner. But, thankfully, Ubbe changed the topic as he asked Björn how was his trip to Italy. 

You started feeling a bit nauseous when you saw so much food on the table, but tried to control yourself and took small bites. Hopefully no one would notice... 

But suddenly, in the middle of the dinner, when everyone was still filling their plates and when Aslaug was scolding Hvitserk for eating so much, Ubbe cleared his throat, making you look at him. When he winked at you with a reassuring smile, you knew what would happen, and when he stood up, you were tempted to crawl under the table and hide there for the rest of the night. 

"I'm sorry for interrupting dinner" he said softly, his deep voice caught everyone's attention, and you took a deep breath "Y/N and I were going to wait until we were done eating, but I can't wait, I'm too excited" he had a big smile on his face. At least one of us is enjoying this, you thought as you fixed your eyes on your plate. 

"A couple of months ago, Y/N gave me the best news I could hope for" he looked down at you with a smile "You all know how much I love her, and how happy she makes me, and I hope you all remember what I said when I met her" he winked at his brothers "'Guys, I think I met the future mother of my children', and I am very excited and proud to announce that I was right" he couldn't contain an excited giggle "I'm gonna be a father" 

You raised your head, anxious, to see everyone's reactions. And you nearly sighed in relief when you saw the excitement in Aslaug's face. Torvi gasped in excitement and you felt her nearly jumping next to you. You finally gathered up the courage to stand up and smile nervously at them. 

"I'm kind of... Pregnant" you sighed. It was the first time you said that out loud, since when you found out you just gave Ubbe the positive test without saying a word, too scared of his reaction.

The cheering, the smiles that everyone offered you weren't what you expected. Being Ubbe the eldest son of Ragnar and Aslaug, the wealthiest people you had ever met, and being that family so protective of each other (even if they were constantly at each other's throats), you were scared they thought you were only after their money. Ubbe's first relationship (which ended in marriage) had ended because of that, and you only had been dating him for a while... What if they thought you only wanted his money? What if they convinced him to leave you and your baby? That thought had terrified you for weeks, but now seeing Aslaug tearing up and standing up to hug her son, Ragnar smiling with a proud look and Björn, the brother Ubbe admired the most, laughing happily as he clapped, you realized your fears weren't real. They were happy for you. 

"I knew it" Aslaug smiled at you as she hugged you, much closely and tightly than she had done before "Your dress is wide enough to cover it up" 

"I only asked for water because the doctor said no alcohol so... It's not because I don't appreciate the..." you quickly added, widening your eyes. 

"I know" she smiled "Thank you for thinking about my... Grandson? Granddaughter?" 

"Um... That's other thing I'd like to talk about" Ubbe scratched his head. He had just hugged Ragnar and the both of them had tears on their eyes. 

"We... Learnt the sex of the baby a couple of days ago" you smiled at him "The doctor said it's a boy, and we thought..." 

"We're thinking about names already" you could feel Ubbe's voice trembling, and you put your hand on his arm, knowing how nervous he was about this "And I suggested... Well, Y/N said it's perfect so I only need your permission" Ubbe's eyes fixed on his brother's "We'd like to call him Hvitserk" 

Hvitserk looked confused at first, but after a couple of seconds his lips curved on a wide smile. He stood up, still looking at his brother, and you'd swear you saw him tear up a bit as he approached you. 

"You want to name your baby after me?" he looked at the verge of tears, and you nearly pouted. 

"Yes, I thought... I thought I'd like for my first son to be named after one of the most important people in my life and..."

Ubbe didn't finish, because Hvitserk hugged him, and that was the last thing you knew because your tears didn't let you see anymore. You felt a lot of people hugging you and saying congratulations, and finally an already tipsy Ragnar hugged you tightly. You couldn't stop smiling, and you finally were sure you had chosen the best family your baby could ever have. 

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Didn’t tag anyone because I forgot to ask if you guys wanted to be tagged on the drabbles and I don't want to annoy anyone 😅 I’m really sorry, but if you want to be tagged please tell me.

[nyxvuxoa]

Ask away. 💚💜 Anon is turned on.

Be nosy

1. What’s your sexual orientation?

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

3. Ever done any drugs?

4. What piercings do you want?

5. How many people have you kissed?

6. Describe your dream home.

7. Who are you jealous of?

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

9. Do you watch porn?

10. Do you have a secret sideblog?

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

12. What’s one of your fantasies?

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

14. How would you spend a million dollars?

15. Are you in a relationship?

16. Do you follow porn blogs?

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

18. What tattoos do you want?

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

20. What is something you’re obsessed with?

21. Describe your best friend.

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

23. Who are five of your favorite bands/musical artists?

24. What are three places you want to travel?

25. Describe your perfect Friday night.

26. What’s your favorite season?

27. What’s your pet peeve?

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

29. What’s the most overrated movie?

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

34. What’s your coffee order?

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

36. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes?

37. Have any tattoos?

38. Do you drink?

39. Are you a virgin?

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

41. How many followers do you have?

42. Describe the hottest person you know.

43. What’s your guilty pleasure?

44. Do you read erotica?

45. What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?

46. How many people do you follow?

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

48. Describe your ideal partner.

49. Who do you text the most?

50. What’s your favorite kind of weather?

[ao3-feedwayhaught]

the best of me

by tiedyedragon

Nicole Haught hasn't seen her girlfriend in 10 weeks.

Words: 641, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Waverly Earp, Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp

Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Wynonna Earp

Additional Tags: Fluff, nic's happy her gfs back, two angsty kids in love, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, reunited

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/16160618

[wayhaughtao3feed]

cant help falling in love

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xvnFPE

by tiedyedragon

Nicole Haught is completely encaptivated by the beauty of her girlfriend. So, naturally she slow dances with her.

Words: 745, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Waverly Earp, Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp

Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught

Additional Tags: Tooth-Rotting Fluff, its just rly fluffy, Lazy Mornings, sleepy nicole, Slow Dancing, waves is a lil cutie

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xvnFPE

[nyxvuxoa]

Taylor Kitsch as Kevin Carter The Bang Bang Club (2010)

[nyxvuxoa-writes]

Thigh Riding - Eddie Munson

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

[ ⛧ ] A/N: This is my first Eddie story, so take it easy on me okay? Lol. Honestly, I haven't written a fic in a long while, so I am rusty. Lol. Everything is below the cut, as well as the tag list! Sorry for any errors that I may have missed!

[ ⛧ ] GENRE: NSFW, PWP [ ⛧ ] T/W: This story has you thigh riding Eddie! Begging to cum, finger sucking, a hard Eddie, and female orgasm. This is a straight-to-smut story! [ ⛧ ] Summary: You're straddling Eddie's thigh and his hand's grip on your hips while getting you to cum for him.

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A cold chill moves up your spine, and goosebumps form against your skin as you feel Eddie's hands moving against your bare thighs. His rings are cold against your hot skin, cooling to the touch as he grips at you with a boyish cheeky grin plastered on his face. The site of you right now was something he could get used to. He licks at his lips, his dark eyes moving over your body, observing your figure as you slowly grind against his thigh. You are a needy little thing, and Eddie is eating it up. He loves the way you want him, how heated you get with him.

His eyes take a quick glance down at your lower half, noticing the wet spot that formed on the fabric of his jeans, and his smirk only gets bigger. "Awww, Princess, you're all wet." He chuckles, cooing at you as he raises his thigh up against your sensitive bud, pressing himself against you. You whimper as you lower yourself down more against his thigh, pressing onto him, nodding your head in some sort of attempt to acknowledge his words. "It's your fault." You mutter. He chuckles and bites at his lower lip slightly.

"How bad do you want me, baby?" He says softly to you, his hands grazing against your thighs again, giving you a slight squeeze with his fingertips. "You gotta show me." he adds. You wanted him badly, but he wanted to play this little game. He wanted to see how far you would go to show him how worked up he got you. Eddie's hand snakes up your thighs to your hips, gripping at them slightly as he leans back in his chair. He guides your motions against him, making sure you keep a steady pace to start off.

Reaching for his arms, your hands grip him back as you feel your hips being controlled in the meantime. A moan escapes you causing Eddie to groan in response. "That's it, Princess. Just like that." He encourages. Eddie's lips part in a heavy breath as his breathing picks up, feeling himself becoming hard because of you. Hearing his breathing pick up, you focus on it, your breathing starting to match his as your pace picks up. His fingers press a little more into your hips as your motions against him become a little rough, griding your sweet bud in a back and forth motion.

He lets out another groan at the sight of you and feels your motions against him. You were driving him crazy. As much as he wanted to slide himself into at this very moment, he wanted this to keep going. He needed it to keep going. As your pace picks up more, his hands wander from your hips to up your sides. He reaches for your shirt, going to strip it from your body. Helping him, you lift the shirt up and toss it to the floor, giving him a full and beautiful view of your breasts. He licks his lip and smiles. "Good girl. Keep going." He tells you as his one hand goes to hold your hip and another moves up to gently grip your throat.

You lean into the grip and moan, hearing the words that you loved to hear from him. You are his good girl, and he always made sure you knew it. Hearing his breathing, knowing he was hard, caused you to pick up your pace a bit more. Your moans for him become almost constant, little soft moans that were almost begging for him to fuck you. "Come on baby. Come on." He encourages you. "Keep going." He says softly, his eyes looking over your face with a hungry look.

Eddie's hand moves from your neck to let his fingers touch your lips. Opening your mouth you take in his fingers, your lips pressing around them as if he was sliding cock in. He groans heavily, feeling the wetness of your mouth and the way your lips press firmly around him. He closes his eyes a moment, focusing on the sensation of your griding hips and tongue lapping at his fingers. He feels the sensation of his hard self pressing against the fabric of his clothing and he's fighting off the urge to move his hips slightly to get some friction against his cock. A low moan comes from his lips as he opens his eyes back up and looks at you. "Fuck, Princess. The things you do to me." He whimpers at you.

Taking his fingers from your mouth, both hands go back to gripping at your hips as he guides your motions again, harder, faster against his thigh. You start to moan louder, your hands reaching for any part of him that you can touch and grab at. "Oh god!" You moan. "Fuck, Eddie! Eddie!" You cry out, feeling your body start to tremble against him. He smirks. "Come on baby! Beg for it!" He commands you, still guiding your motions against him. Your hands are gripping at him as you hold off your finish, feeling the tension move through your body like a wave of heat.

"Can I cum?! Please Eddie!" "How bad do you want it, Princess?" . "Bad! Please Eddie, please?!"

He licks his lips and smirks. "Cum baby! Cum for me!" He says as he keeps moving your hips against him. Your body shakes from head to toe as you shift your weight slightly, pressing your bud down against his jeans. You cry out, feeling a strong release, your body hot from the excitement. You ride out your finish, the motions of your hips slowing down before eventually coming to a stop on him. Looking at each other, you watch as Eddie licks his lips. "Good girl, Princess." He says in a breathy tone. He was far from done with you, he is still hard in his jeans, aching for you.

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Swooning Over Dixie Dwyer

Dixie Dwyer x F!Reader

The Cotton Club Fan Fic

TW: PURE SMUT... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Forgive my writing. It’s been a while.

Gif by @tiedyedragons

Every Friday night it had become a routine for me to get all gussied up and spend the night at The Cotton Club, it started one Friday night two months ago when this bugle player had joined the band. The ever-famous Dixie Dwyer. That black hair, that charming grin, the music, the way his hands moved, how he carried himself. It was everything when it came to Dixie. He had this suave manner about him that the girls pined over. Of course, Dixie being Dixie would make them swoon with a smile and a chuckle, and a light-hearted compliment. Tonight was different, there was something special about tonight and I felt it in my gut, maybe not special but different, perhaps it was that full moon craze that stuck.

Tonight I decided to go all out, threw on my favorite black sequined flapper dress with a pin-in cap with black florals and feathers, pinned curled my hair, and applied the right amount of makeup. I was bound and determined tonight to catch the attention of Dixie Dwyer. Slipping on my heels I head out with my fur coat wrapped around my body as I head down the sidewalk, the perks of living on the same street as the club. Marching in I looked around making my way up the stairs and smiled taking in the smells and listening to the sounds of the music and people around me. I got some stares my way, a few smiles, a few nods, a few comments, and offered a drink. Taking the drink giving my thanks I went right to my spot, the corner booth, watching the stage, waiting.

Lighting a cigarette I watch, paying very close attention, and waiting patiently. A smirk crosses my lips hearing his voice. I know that voice anywhere, my mind works. 'How am I going to do this?' I ask myself. Well, it was simple. Though what I lacked in realizing was that he had already played, and I missed it! If I hadn't been nervously thinking of how I'm going to subtly get his attention. I got lost in my own thoughts, my own silly daydreams that I missed the show, and now I feel foolish, more so than before. "Wing it." I said to myself. I threw a wave, and he noticed. I flushed. My face hot, my cheeks pink, and he made his way over. "Hello." He smirked. "You look different tonight." He started sliding into the booth and hailed the waitress asking for a round of drinks. I smile looking over his face. "You noticed me?" I asked him. "Of course Kitten, I've noticed for two months." He smirked.

He's noticed me for two months and never came to talk to me until now?! My eyes blink a few times and I chuckle. "Two months Dixie and you've never come to me?" I tilt my head, he gives a boyish grin and a slight chuckle and nodded. "I know. Call it nerves." You shake your head. "You Dixie Dwyer are no man of nerves." You stated. Leaning back he lights himself a cigarette and shakes his head licking his lip a moment he watched the club how the people moved and danced and looked back at me a moment. "Come with me." He stated. Curious I nod and take his hand that he offered me and he pulls me behind some thick lush curtains and pulls me close, and I melt, right there.

"What are you doing Dixie?" I asked him. With no words, he leans in and kisses my lips, like it was second nature to him. Pressing my hands against his chest I feel his hands moving over my back. "Let's go somewhere." Nodding my head I follow him, with no hesitation. Sneaking out the back he hollered to someone to grab the stuff from the booth and to set it in the back that he would get it later, that included my belongings, but right now that didn't matter to me, what mattered was right now.

He holds my hand, feeling the warmth of his hand he takes me to his apartment, tells me to be quiet as he closes a set of double doors with frosted glass and pulls me close again, and kisses me, a deep longing kiss. His tongue dances with mine as he unzips my dress. His hands moving up my arms to slide my straps down, exposing my undergarments. Not questioning I unbutton his shirt and slid it off of him and move him to sit on the couch as he fell onto the couch I climb on top of him, my hands move to play with his hairline. He starts talking, almost like he's known me all his life, letting him talk, and vent about these random trivial things I hang on to what he has to say. How his brother was doing bad things, and how he just wanted to live his life, to be happy, to have a family. I clung to those.

Looking over his face I smile and kiss him softly. "Let me help you." I tell him as I slide off his lap and fall between his knees undoing his pants I pull them from his body, placing them on the floor, looking up at him I smile, placing his cock in my hand I being to stroke him, placing the soft flesh in my mouth, his eyes close and I feel him growing in my mouth, and a mental smile forms as I begin to bob and work with my hands and tongue around the base and along the length. His head falls against the back of the couch and a low groan escapes his lips. I move my head faster feeling myself grow wet with want and need hearing his sounds of satisfaction.

When I felt ready I stood up and slid off my panties and garter slipping off my heels and stockings, and climbed on top of Dixie and slid him in with ease, a moan escapes my lips, and feeling him stretch me with no force. His hands move to my hips as I rest mine on his chest. Leaning forward he rests his head against my chest as he wraps his strong arms around me and moves me the way he wants me to move, gripping around him I do as I'm indirectly asked. Sliding up and down on him I rest my head against his and my hands find their way into his hair my nails gliding over his skin as he stands up to lay me down on the couch, his thrust deeper than before and I let out a deeper moan, gripping into him with my nails, and gripping onto him as he begins to thrust faster and my moans pick up slightly feeling his body against mine, the pressure, the control, feeling each inch of him, I committed it to memory.

Feeling Dixie take pure control I couldn't help but feel like I belonged to him, like this was supposed to happen, like this needed to happen. I wanted to be his and only his, I wanted him to have me. This emotion grew inside me as I wrapped my legs around him and screamed with all my emotion and released, but he didn't stop, he wasn't done. The sensation was so overwhelming my nails started to dig into him, the way our lips crashed together, his hands in my hair, his hands pinning mine above my head, the way he thrust harder and harder into me, I swear my hips were going to bruise by the end of the night. He looked me over and moved me in a way where I felt him hit my wall, and I broke again. He covered my mouth as he looked over my face. "In, or on?" He asked me, Staring at him I pulled him closer with my legs that were wrapped around him and he buried his face in my neck and let out a heavy groan as I felt him fill me and shake and I screamed into his hand as I finished again with him.

His body fell against mine and his hand stayed on my mouth until my breathing slowed. Feeling him pull from me he moved me to lay on my side with him on the couch and I felt his fluids dripping down my leg, my eyes closed as I rest my head against his and kissed him softly. "You should have spoken up sooner," I whispered. "I wanted to see if waiting was the right choice. It was." He whispered back. "Make me happy." He stated. Looking deep into his eyes, I nod. "Okay, Dixie." I whisper kissing him softly. I knew what this meant, I was now Dixie's girl, and you know what? I don't question or regret a damn thing. What was the future going to hold for us?

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fool in the rain

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by tiedyedragon

Nicole doesn't want to have to wait to see her girlfriend.

Words: 1122, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Waverly Earp, Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp

Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Wynonna Earp

Additional Tags: whipped nicole, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, did i mention that this is fluffy, Rain, Comfort, waverly's a total angel, wynonna's kinda an ass

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