#turns it up to max on him and all I hear is moans and whines n ‘BABY PLEASEEEE’ from the next room :3c

[ohimsummer]

thinking about putting a vibe in satoru’s ass and just leaving him to his own devices

[velvrei]

Giving logan howlett head and he turns a bit subby

think i got carried away with him as a sub🙈

giving sub! logan head (18+)

as you awoke from your slumber, you noticed your boyfriend, logan, half asleep, and rutting against you as he laid behind you. his clothed cock was rubbing up against the back of your thigh.

when he woke up a few minutes later he turned to you immediately apologizing but you rolled over, letting your finger touch his lips in attempt to shush him.

your hand slowly trailed down to his bulge, “you need some help here, big boy?���

logan moaned as he nodded, feeling his body go limp at the contact of your soft hand. “yes..” he mumbled, his voice soft.

you smiled, pushing him down and slowly straddling his body, kissing his face softly, clenching at his whimpers. you slowly moved down, and before you knew it his dick was being shoved down your throat.

his hands were in your hair, his back arching, whimpers falling from his plump lips. “mmmph!” was all he could moan out. he had never felt this subby before, but as he watched you pleasure him, and care so much about pleasuring him, it turned him on to the max.

“god, babydoll that feels so good,” his sentence would usually sound dominant, however the way his voice was high pitched and whiny it caused his body to shiver.

his hands gripped your hair, his hips bucking into your mouth, hearing the filthy sounds of his tip hitting the back of your throat.

if he wasn’t stuffing your mouth you would be talking him through it, he could practically imagine your words in his head, until your brought your head up and replaced your lips with his hand.

“that feel good, big boy? god, so fucking big i can barely fit you in my hand. i bet you love having your young little girlfriend take care of you, huh?”

logan whined, he fucking whined, cock twitching at your words.

“i can tell you’re close, my love. come on, i’ll take you there. so good for me.” you wrapped your lips around him again and pushed down, gagging on his dick, as he finally released down your throat.

his cum shoots and tickles your throat, you puffed your cheeks and collected it all, swallowing it and smiling up at logan as he watches you carefully.

“god that was so hot.” logan brings his finger to the side of your mouth, swiping his thumb along some of the leftover semen on your lip and watching with daggered eyes as you slowly suck his thumb.

he moans, and you giggle as his dick starts to harden again.

[love44lew]

kinktober day one: in heat

彡driver max verstappen x reader

彡genre smut (with a little plot), sub!reader, a little dumbification, petnames, unprotected, dirty talk, multiple rounds, reader gets put to sleep #melatonindck

彡summary you wake up from a nap uneasy

彡notes october is my favorite month of the year!! i should’ve started the first but whatever 🙄🙄

彡warning sexual content

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you plopped down on the couch next to max. you had just woken up from a nap with and ache in your lower stomach and in between your legs, you thought it was just your period but that had already passed a week ago. you didnt know what was wrong with you. 

your panties were soaked and your palms were clammy. probably had a wet dream, but now that wet dream has effected your real life and you need help. you lie in a fetal position with your hands pressing your lower stomach. max placed his phone down and ran his baby soft hands down your back, moving his thigh a little so your head can rest on it. “whats wrong liefde?” his brows furrowed as his face showed genuine concern. you just groaned in response, your nose nuzzling into his thigh with your eyes shut. “baby” he tucked some hair back from your face.

your eyes fluttered open as your gaze locked on him. your puplils dilating a little wider upon seeing his face. “my pretty girl, whats wrong with you? are you sick?” he placed the back of his hand on your forehead. you were a little warm, but its naturally cold in the house so you were all wrapped up in your blankets. “mm-mh” you shook your head. “cramps?” you shook your head again. “i cant help you if you dont use your words” he brushed a finger over your eyelid as his hand cupped the side if your face. “t-touch me, please” your legs slightly shivering as the words managed to collect into anything but a slur. “ima need you to be more specific, i’m touching you right now” he lifted an eyebrow and you whined a little in frustration with his slight naiveness.

“touch my body while you fuck me. fuck me please, it hurts” your breath hitched and your voice cracked as you sat up. without a word max began stripping off his clothes. you quickly threw aside your shirt which was the only thing you had on. you turned around your knees dug into the soft cushions and your back arched as you waited dripping for him. max slapped his heavy cock on your cunt, your legs shaking a little. “so fucking wet for me” he rubbed his shaft between your folds before positioning himself aligned with your dripping cunt.

his cock sunk into you, air released making a funny sound. max giggled, “pussy talking to me, huh?” his hand landed hard on your rear mounds. the sting was so sweet your hips thrusted back onto him.

he continued thrusting into you as your bodies moved in synch with each other. he reached his hand over to grab your wrists, holding them behind you as his other hand lay on your lower back. his cock dug deeper than before, your cunt making wet noises as your slick coated his shaft. “mm doll, you’re taking me so well” his voice rung sweetly in your ears. you hear nothing but the sounds of your own muffled moans him pounding into your soaking hole.

you felt like you could go on for hours without being completely satisfied, which is exactly what happened. you both came in 5 different positions and your cunt still wanted more, your legs were so tired and you could barely collect words together or even form a thought. the pressure had relieved a bit but his cock felt sooo soo good and you took him so well he couldn’t get enough of your cunt either.

“my dick might fall off if we keep this up” your mouth tugged into a weak smile at his remark.

“you like it when i make you cum back to back though..” he sat up and tapped his thigh signaling that you get on. you straddled him as you slowly sunk down onto his still very prominent arousal, using his shoulders as leverage. you rested your temple on his shoulder and felt yourself start to slip away. max pushed his shoulder forward forcing your head up as your tired eyes stared into his.

“stay awake, just a little longer.” your head tipped to the side as you sigh. “here, hold my hand” he whispers, taking your hand in his as your fingers intertwine.

his other hand grips on your hip, squeezing until it feels like its bruising—like you didn’t already enough of those. you gripped your hand on his shoulder and tried to lift yourself but you came crashing down as soon as you went up. you whined as your head fell onto his shoulder.

“i know baby, i know.” he rubs circles on your hip with his thumb. max adjusts himself causing you to let out an involuntary whimper.

he lets go of your hand and slides both of them to under your bum to hold you up to slowly let you back down and then up again. you feel his strong arms and chest flex with every movement. he groans when you rock your hips for him to go faster. his hips buck up into you, you yelp at the sudden force.

“sorry, sorry” max kisses your cheek along with a trail of apologies.

“dont s-stop” you whine out and he obliged, bucking his hips up again and again. he fucks you so good you could feel another orgasm approaching with every time he hit the spots you didn’t know existed but stung oh so good. “oh fuck-“ you felt another thick knot welling up in your core. you hugged him closer your moans and whines muffled into his shoulder.

your walls spasmed around him as your legs began to quiver.

“are you close, mijn liefje?” he asked panting a little. you just nodded, too drunk on bliss as his shaft continues to bruise your cunt.

“fuck—me too” his cock twitches inside your gummy walls.

“you want me to fill this pretty pussy again? hm?” his voice quivered a little. you nodded once again.

his pace picked up as his own climax came near. max’s tone went up a little higher than before, his groans and moans shifting into panting and a couple whimpers here and there.

“fuck fuck fuuuhh~ fuckfuckfucshitkfuck” as he pumped pearly ropes into your cunt, your own climax followed shortly behind. you now using his arms as support to grind your clit down onto his base. waves of pleasure washed over you as your body shivered and shook. your body had given out, passing out in his arms, with his cock still buried deep in your walls.

“liefde?” max called to you between pants, none to his avail, no response. a smile creeped on his face,

“i put my baby to sleep, hm?” he said to himself quietly as he felt all your muscles relax, your body melting impossibly further onto his. with his soft, plump lips, he landed soft kisses on your shoulder and neck, rubbing circles up and down your back.

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING OVERWHELMING !!! MAX V. X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: max wanted her to do a lot of things and he enacted on his goal by overwhelming her.

💌 re:moony's planner request: "overstimulation with max please, like dom!max but body worship ✨."

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), use of explicit language, pwp, overstimulation, squirting, praise kink, dom-ish!max, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), p in v, unprotected sex (wear a glove before making love), i have written ✨fuckall✨

note: mmmm yes my biggest enemy rn— i did not do the body worship part (i made it praise instead 🫶). live laugh love him tho. enjoy xx (also! please don't hesitate to give me your opinion or talk to me!!!)

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his ego was at an all time high. 

but so was her mind. she could’ve sworn that the throbbing she could hear wasn’t adrenaline pumping through her heart but rather her cunt that had been overstimulated by max. 

her tear-stained cheeks were red, her hickey littered neck and collarbones were turning purple from the addictive touch of max’s lips as she squirmed under him. 

he was smiling like a maniac, his fingers curling up against her spongy walls as the speed of his thrusting increased. 

she supposed that being a three-time world champion would do this to a man. not only would his head grow big as he celebrated his victory— his body would also be on fire as he fucked her relentlessly. 

“m- max,” she cried out, her hand trying to push his wrist away as he smacked her insistent fingers slightly. she babbled at the overwhelming feeling that rose in her stomach, “it’s too much!” 

“c’mon, baby,” he murmured, pressing a sweet kiss on her lips as he goaded her into another orgasm, “you’ve got more.”

“n- no! no more,” she replied with a high pitched squeal as her hips rutted against his fingers. “‘s too much! i- hah~ fuck!” 

he chuckled darkly, watching her cunt produce liquid as it trickled out of her. she squirted and whined loudly as the red bull driver smirked.

max tutted, “see? you’re such a good girl. look at this pretty cunt of yours.” he leaned over and traced over her glistening folds with his tongue, humming at the taste of her. “such a sweet taste, baby. fuck. i could fucking eat you all day.”

“mmm,” she murmured, her hips twitching as max continued to devour her cunt like it’s his last meal. feeling her clit being stimulated once more, she let out a soft whine as she told him incoherently, “m- maxie, ‘m cummin’ again. fuck.” 

it was as if max couldn’t even hear her, getting lost in a trance as he inserted three fingers inside her and fucked her once more. 

he almost moaned at the feeling of her cunt tightening around his thrusting fingers, vibrations sending her to a haywire as she mumbled, “oh- oh!” her mumbling turned into screaming, clutching the sheets under her as pressure built up in her stomach. 

she wasn’t even certain how she got into this predicament. all she knew was that, midway through the season, she promised to be at his mercy when he received his trophy by the end. 

she didn’t think that he would go this route: his hips rutting down the mattress as he sought for friction, his mouth and chin glistening as she came all over his face again and again. 

she was expecting him to deny her of everything— like a king of the world— yet here he was on his stomach like a man starving for pussy.

he growled almost immediately when she tried to push his hand away again, his thrusts were getting faster and deeper as squelching noises filled the room. 

her mewls and the filthy sounds of her cunt and his fingers were the only thing that they both could hear— she almost wanted to die of embarrassment and humiliation.

while he… he fucking loved it. 

he wanted her to cum all over him. he wanted her to scream, to whine and to have her eyes rolling back until she saw nothing but white. he wanted her to cry because she was overstimulated. 

he maneuvered her around until she had her back arched and ass up, easily sliding his cock inside her as she sobbed. his hips snapped against hers while his cock drilled inside her cunt easily, filling her to the brim with his girth and length as she let out a cry of pleasure. 

“fuck, schat,” max groaned from behind her, his eyes peering down to watch his cock slide in and out of her hole. “you are such a good fucking girl to me.” 

she only let out a whimper, her walls clenching around his cock as he continued to praise her, “taking me so well with this pussy of yours. takin’ everything you’re given without complaining— you are such an angel.” 

“mmm…max, ‘m gonna cum again,” she dragged out her last word, her tears staining the sheets as much as her cum did. she mewled, “fuck, maxie! ‘s too much!” 

“keep cumming for me, liefje,” max demanded, the tight grip that his hands had on her hips while he fucked her contrasted with his use of term of endearment, “cum all over my cock.”

he could see his cock with ring her cum all around it as he continued thrusting, giving himself a smile of excitement as she came all over his cock as he demanded. 

“see? you listen then,” max crooned, pulling her up against his chest as he bottomed out inside of her once more. 

she reached her high for the eighth time, her walls stilling around his girth. max tilted her head, kissing her as she moaned softly at the feeling of cumming while his cock remained inside of her. 

“let’s see if we can give you more before i fill this pussy of yours with my cum,” max chuckled, making her squirm and mewl. “can’t wait to see my masterpiece, schatje.” 

♡ moony’s reminder 🅶 (general): @hiraethrhapsody @avaleineandafryingpan @topguncultleader @enhacolor @roseandtulips @woweewoowa @magnummagnussen @happy-nico @architect-2015

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[tpwk-formula1]

Kinktober Day 2 - Overstimualtion - CL16

Charles Leclerc X Reader

TW

WC - 1200+

Y/N POV

Laying in bed I hear the front door of my shared apartment door open. Making me sit up a little knowing I was supposed to be alone for another night before Charles was due home.

It doesn't take long before Charles appears in the front door of our bedroom which has me getting up and rushing towards him. After not seeing him for a few weeks I can barely believe he's finally home.

Due to the busy schedule both of us have had we haven't been able to see each other since he left for a triple header.

"You're early," I whisper into his neck which makes him chuckle a little.

"I wanted to surprise you! Max offered to leave a day early knowing how much I had missed you," Charles explains making me smile.

I lean up and place a few kisses on Charles's soft lips before pulling back and smiling at him.

"I've missed you so much," I tell him with a smile.

"I've missed you too," Charles tells me before kissing me again.

It doesn't take either of us very long before our clothes are scattered around the room with me in the center of the bed and Charles on top making out with me.

"Please, cha," I whine out looking for any kind of stimulation possible.

"What do you want cherie?" Charles questions while pulling back slightly and watching me attempt to grind into his hard cock.

"Touch me," I whisper out making him smirk at me. Charles slowly starts trailing his mouth down my jaw and neck before settling on my tits and playing with my nipples.

Charles knows how sensitive my nipples can be when I'm worked up so it was no surprise when I started grinding into him harder knowing I was chasing an orgasm almost entirely built from my nipple stimulation.

"Cha I might cum," I warn out which has him sucking and pinching my nipple a bit harder.

"Oh, fuck," I moan out before allowing myself to fall over the edge for the first time since he left weeks ago.

I start shaking lightly while Charles slowly makes his way down to my soaked pussy knowing I was nowhere near done cumming for him.

He instantly starts diving into my sopping pussy making me moan out. While the orgasm was nowhere near the most powerful orgasm I have ever had I'm starting to get the early signs of overstimulation but instead of the twinge of pain I normally felt all I felt was pure pleasure when Charles sank two fingers into my dripping hole.

"Fuck Charles," I moan out when he instantly hits my G spot.

Charles switches between licking my swollen clit and pulling it into his mouth to suck on it. Whatever action he is doing on my clit never once slows down the movements of his fingers shoved into my pussy.

"Charles, shit, of fuck," I moan out cumming before I can give any form of warning. Charles helps me ride out my second orgasm of the night, but never once stops even when my orgasm is over. I'm starting to feel the overstimulation which has me wiggling to get out of his grip but he never once lets up on my pussy.

Thankfully it doesn't take long for the slight pain to turn into pure pleasure all over again. My third orgasm hits me like a train out of nowhere leaving me a shaking mess while Charles lets off on my clit but continues to fuck me hard with his fingers.

"Charles fuck, something," I whine at the new type of pleasure starting to build deep in my stomach. I can't even finish my sentence before Im cumming all over Charles's face. When I look down I notice Charles's face is covered in my juices which has my face growing red in embarrassment.

"Fuck, sorry Charles," I gasp out in shock. I had never once squirted before which had me thinking it wasn't real.

"Don't apologize, that was the hottest thing I have ever witnessed," Charles replies back before digging back into my pussy like it was his last meal was ever going to eat.

"Charles, I can't," I whine out from the over whelming stimulation I was currently experiencing.

One of Charles's favorite things has always been overstimulating me especially when we are apart from each other. However, I have never felt this level of stimulation before.

"Too much," I whine out when I feel another orgasm start to build.

"Give me another," Charles mumbles out into my pussy and if I wasn't so hyper focused on him I probably wouldn't have been able to make out what he was saying.

It doesn't take me long before I'm cumming all over Charles's face again. While I didn't squirt this time the orgasm was one of the most overwhelming feelings I had ever experienced.

"Amour, no more please," I beg out which has Charles chucking a little before he licks from my dripping hole to my over worked clit which has me twitching at the feeling and whining to hope that Charles will give me a break.

"Can you give me one more?" Charles asks while pulling himself back up so we are face to face. I'm still coming down from my last orgasm that I can barely process what Charles is asking of me.

"Yeah," I whisper out softly not trusting my voice at the moment.

Charles instantly leans down and starts making out with me allowing me to taste all of my juices that are on his lips, making me moan softly.

"You're as sweet as ever, Cherie," Charles mumbles against my lips.

I start to feel Charles tease my clit with his tip which has me whining from the overstimulation I was still feeling. Once Charles finally sinks his cock into my still-soaked hole I gasp out at the feeling of being full for the first time in awhile.

"Feel so good," I tell Charles encouraging him to speed up his actions.

"So tight. Have you touched yourself at all while I've been gone?" Charles groans out through clenched teeth.

It was an unspoken understanding that I never touched myself while Charles was gone because it never felt half as good when I did it myself.

I shake my head no which has Charles speeding up his actions to a brutal pace, making it clear that Charles also had some pent-up frustrations he was finally letting out.

"You're gonna cum with me," Charles tells me sternly while still fucking me and reaching his hand between us and playing with my stiff and sensitive clit which has me almost instantly cumming all over Charles's dick which then triggers Charles to start cumming deep into my pussy.

"Fuck," Charles moans out while still buried deep in me.

Once both of us have finally come down from our strong orgasms Charles is slowly climbing out of the bed to grab a rag and clean up the mess the both of us have made.

Once we are both cleaned up Charles picks me up bridal style and carries me into our guest room.

"I'll clean the mess tomorrow," Charles lets me know when he climbs into bed and pulls me against his chest where we both fall asleep almost instantly.

[aquasoftware]

Sex tapes. ୨❤︎‬୧

wc : 654/fic type: Drabble || cw : fwb! Gojo x f!reader, s*x tapes duh, masturbating, pwp, he’s a lil needy n attached, whimpering, no shame, profanity, jealous! Suguru, cocky gojo, baby used once, a sprinkle of fruitiness at the end & Mdni. Lmk if I missed sum + RB 2 support!

Fwb! Satoru, who hasn't even touched porn ever since hooking up with you, nothing else hit the same. Besides there was no need anymore, especially since he had a little album in his gallery displaying all the sex tapes you had together.

So whenever Satoru couldn't sleep at night, he'd grab a lotion bottle standing idle on his wooden nightstand, untying his batman-pajama pants, letting his rapidly throbbing boner free as he instantly placed it in his smooth, soft hand, slowly pumping his cock while a heavy sigh laced with such deep yearn for you streamed from out of his rosey pink lips.

The other hand nearly had a mind of its own, eagerly searching for his favorite sex tape in the collection, one he seemed to watch repeatedly so much that if it were a song on Spotify, it'd reach his number one on wrapped by the end of the year.

No shame; even while his best friend Suguru was visiting his small apartment for a few days, Satoru's phone had been turned at max volume, bright blue eyes cemented to the screen, watching how your plump pussy lips split open as your walls desperately sucked him in.

He gulped as he stroked his aching girth faster, letting his thumb swipe across a few sensitive veins, taking an extensive inhale at the touch, wishing it was yours, biting his lip at your faint scent still lingering around his room.

"Fuck, Y/n, I wish it was you touchin me, baby.." Satoru panted out heftily as if he just did the most excruciating exercise; even at max volume, it got tough to hear the tape since the lewd wet sounds from the lube on his dick grew louder.

The breezy summer air from the opened windows attacked his lean build, but he didn't care; his crave to nut thinking about you was deeper. Your dramatic moans and whimpers off of the lengthy video aroused him even more, causing him to stroke faster with a horrifying grip.

"Aah, shit, I need you so bad." He whined, biting his lip, while the tape showed him relentlessly pounding into your fertile hole. It almost made him call you, except he wasn't willing to awaken you.

A deep, warm pool in his stomach almost became damn near uncomfortable as Satoru's sore hips began to buck intensely into his quivering hand, stroking at a diabolical speed, his voice harshly trembling, feeling like he was so close.

His head fell back, letting stacks of ear-piercing aroused curses slide out of his lips, sensing everything going numb as if his brain turned on autopilot.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck," Satoru's blue eyes became as heavy as a brick, while his girthy cock throbbed immensely as if he had two heartbeats in his body "I'm coming, baby." He whispered, recognizing that feeling of his massive balls tightening.

Suddenly, deafening choked sobs sprawled out throughout the room, echoing as insanely thick ribbons displaying generations of seed oozed out of his tip and onto the screen.

Stopping at a perfect moment too, where it paused at your mouth being stretched wide open, he moaned one last time, slightly patting his tip on the iPhone, nearly forgetting the walls are thin, especially because an irritated Suguru couldn't sleep due to a special someone masturbating all night.

"Satoru! If you don't mind, I'm trying to sleep." Poor Suguru aggressively rolled his eyes at all the commotion, giving a deep yawn from the lack of rest.

"If you wanna be next orrrr... Join next time, me and Y/n fuck, just say that." The white-haired man's smile was as smug as a Cheshire cat, spurting his little frisky jokes to his best friend as usual, to which Suguru didn't even respond, or at least Satoru couldn't see that his reply was a flushed-out face, hoping his jokes would become a reality.

8/15/24 5:47 pm masterlist.

[maxillness]

FU In My Head || MV33 x Perez!twin!Reader

Warnings: 18+, age gap, Google translated Spanish, yearning, oral (m)

Wordcount: 1.4k

He knew it was wrong. He knew he had to stop, but god did it feel so good

Imagining her body while her jerks off, was the worst sin he’s done to date

Imagining it was her hands on his cock on his own

Imagining her mouth on his cock as he comes

Imagine getting fucked by her as he laid in his bed, coming down from his orgasm

It didn’t help she showed up at the garage or motorhome, he couldn’t exactly tell her to leave, he couldn’t actually tell her anything, as he would stutter rapidly every time he caught her scent in his nose

“Good job, Max” She said, coming up behind him, touching his waist softly, making him turn his head towards her

“Thank you” Even just the two words he couldn’t get out, stuttering too much

“You seen my brother?” She leaned her head closer to his ear, the talk of engineers and mechanics filling the motorhome

“He’s in his drivers room” Surprisingly he could get his words out in an understandable voice

“Thank you” She let go of his waist, walking towards Checo’s drivers room

“¿Alguna vez vas a hacer un movimiento?” Are you ever going to make a move?. She slid down the wall of the drivers room as Checo spoke to her in that loving brother tone

“No pienso” I don’t think so. She said taking a sip of the water bottle he had given her

“¿Por qué no? Obviamente le gustas” Why not? He obviously likes you. He sat down on the couch opposite to her, leaning back

“Lo sé, pero quiero ver cuánto tiempo le toma a él mismo hacer el movimiento” I know, but I want to see how long it takes for him to make the move himself. She sighed, putting her head against the wall

“Eso nunca va a pasar y lo sabes” That’s never going to happen, and you know it. He said, chuckling, almost laughing

“Si quiere meteres en mis pantalones, tiene que decirlo él mismo” If he wants to get in my pants, he has to say it himself. She said smiling, sliding her legs up to her chest

“Eres algo tuya” You’re something of yours. She didn’t listen to his comment when she heard small whines from the other side of the door

She knitted her eyebrows together as she listen “Please. Fuck, yes” Followed by a small moan

“¿Qué?” What?. He asked, seeing at her confused eyes

“Nada” Nothing. She looked back up at him, picking another subject to talk about than the previous

She tried focusing on the conversation with her brother, but she could still hear into the room behind her

“Please, fuck. Yes, just like that. Y/N…” The moan that came from his lips indicated he came with her name rolling off his tongue

“¿Quieres que te lleve de regreso al hotel?” Do you want me to take you back to the hotel?. He asked standing up from the couch

“No gracias, primero necesito hacer algo” No thank you, I need to do something first. She said, standing up as well, groaning slightly at the pain in her lower back

She waited until Checo had left before she knocked on Max’ door to his drivers room

He opened the door, his face turning all shades of pink as he saw her standing there with a slight smirk on her lips

“Can I come in?” She asked, thickening her accent purposely, watching the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he sank

“S-sure” He said, opening the door wider for her to enter

“Did you have a good wank?” She asked, sitting on the small table in the room, watching the way the blush turned deeper

“Did you hear that?” He asked, almost impossible to hear his words

“All of it, darling” She smiled, crossing her ankles, pushing her chest out, looking at him with eyes filled with filth

“All of it?” His eyes looked into his shoes, hands into his pockets of his jeans

“Get over here, amar” She said, spreading her legs, giving him space to stand in between them

She slowly walked over to her, never once looking up at her. She hooked her finger under his chin, forcing him to look up at her

“If you wanna get in my pants, tell me” His hands was placed on either sides of her thighs, too close for him to think straight

“What?” His words were stuck in his throat, hurting to get out

“Tell me. Tell what you’re thinking about when you’re alone” Her hands was placed on his waist, pulling him closer, lips almost making contact

“I won’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me what you need” She said when he didn’t speak

She leaned in, lips so close of any of them spoke, their lips would graze each other

“Please… I want you so bad. Thinking about you every time I’m alone” He almost let out a whimper when their lips touched

“Good boy” She leaned in, their lips colliding.

He kissed back immediately. Her hands went to his jaw, pulling him into a rougher kiss, his own hands coming to rest on her waist

She forced his lips apart with her tongue, making him gasp slightly. He whimpered at the feeling of her tongue against the walls of his cheeks

Her hands traveled from his jaw, down his torso and landed under his shirt, making him shiver at her cold fingers

They only parted when she pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it at the ground

She went back to kissing him, but this time at his neck, drawing on low moans from him

“I-i can’t keep- Shit… Quiet” He let out a quite louder moan when she started sucking at his skin softly, making him cover his mouth with his hand

“You fucking better” She got off the table, grabbing his wrist, taking his hand away from his mouth “I don’t know how many people are left” She smiled, guiding him back towards the couch

“Sit” She forced him down on the couch, drawing out a huff from him “Buen chico” Good boy. She said, going down on her knees in front of him

He held his breath as she unbuckled his belt, looking up at him through hooded eyes, pure lust in her eyes

He lifted his hips so she could pull down his jeans, his boxers as well, helping him step out of them, throwing them with his shirt

“Tan bonito” So pretty. She said, kissing his inner thighs, making him spread his legs apart, giving her access to scoot in between them

“Please” He pleaded as she grabbed his hips, pulled him closer to the edge, her face just in front his rock hard cock

“Patience, chico” He whined, but it was soon replaced with a moan when she softly licked the tip of his cock “Quiet” She said, voice stern

“Jus’ feels so good” He grabbed the edge of the couch, knuckles turning white from the force as she drove back to lick softly at him

Her nails was digging hardly into his skin, surly making marks for him to see tomorrow, for him to feel tomorrow

He tried keeping his hips still, but he felt the need to buck them once her tongue started swirling around his tip

“Please… Stop teasing” His eyes was shut closed, mouth hanging silently open, head thrown into the back of the couch

She gave in, hollowing her cheeks, taking all of him in, making him hit the back of her throat, gaging around him

He shivered at the vibrations, feeling the pleasure in all of his body. The moan he tried to hold in, came out as a whimper instead

“Please… Feels s’ good” His thighs shook, almost trapping her body between them

She sped up, holding her hair away from her face with one of her hands, the other still roughly around his hip

“Fuck, please… Y/N, please” His words were breathless as he started twitching in her mouth

“‘M close” He managed to keep his sounds at bay, only letting out small whines

Her tongue dragged up his vain as she went up, which pulled him over the edge, whole body shaking as he shot his cum down her throat, barely able to contain his moans

She helped him down from his orgasm before popping off him, swallowing his cum and standing up

“Are you okay, cariño?” She asked, kissing his forehead, the sweat covering her lips

“Mhm. Fine” He opened his eyes, taking her hands and kissing the back of them “Thank you”

“Anytime, bebé” She smiled, helping him getting his clothes back on

[irl-simon-riley]

MDNI

"Ghost is so tall! He has to be big down there." okay, but what if he isn't?

//ghoap, maybe ooc, drabble

what about Ghost who's four inches max? what about three inches? two? what about Ghost who is so small he can't find condoms his size in stores? Ghost who dealt with the hell of the communal showers early in his career, avoiding them like the plague once he's got his own private one. Ghost who couldn't help but flirt back when a certain sergeant started a playful back-and-forth that never seemed to stop. Ghost who is confident and forward when it's just kissing and groping and taking care of Johnny, but backs off the moment Soap's hands travel toward his belt. Ghost who freaks out internally, thinking that Soap must think something's wrong with him. Soap who doesn't even bat an eye, getting used to hearing "just you tonight" as Ghost gently moves his wandering hands away. Soap who just assumes Simon is a stone-top. Soap who always offers nonetheless. Soap who casually teases Simon for never taking off more than his shirt. Soap who apologizes the moment Ghost flushes bright red and hides his face. Ghost who ashamedly admits his big little secret, sputtering out apologies for his 'lying by omission' and 'it's okay if he wants to change his mind about this'. Meanwhile, Soap is smiling like an idiot because he could maybe maybe maybe get his mouth or hands on Simon tonight. Soap who lets Simon blab on (he's thinking with his other head right now) for a bit until he squeezes the meat of Ghost's chest to get his attention. "Did ya think I wouldn't be into you because of that?" Ghost just looks away and shrugs. Soap who just chuckles and begins kissing Simon's neck. "What are you doing?" "Showing you how into you I am." Johnny who takes all the time in the world, sitting on Simon's lap while kissing his neck, softly trailing his hands all over. Soap who finally gets Simon comfortable in just his boxers, laying him back and crawling on top. Ghost isn't even sure he can open his eyes when Soap's lips travel down to his chest, then stomach, then hips and thighs. "You want these off?" Soap, finally, asks. "Uh-huh." Johnny peels off Simon's boxers, ogling at his cock before making use of his drooling mouth. Ghost who feels like his soul is being sucked out of him and can't stop moaning and cursing under his breath. Soap only stops his hard suction and laving tongue to blow cold air on Simon's dick to make him whine. Simon who lasts an embarrassingly short time, arm covering his eyes and moaning apologies. Soap doesn't mind, shushing Simon and cuddling up to him. Ghost's hands trail down to Johnny's ass, squeezing it before tugging at the waistband of his boxers. Soap, who's turn it is to say "just you tonight" while dragging Simon's hands up to his waist. Ghost and Soap who snuggle and fall asleep together like they do every night.

(I love pathetic men)

[withacapitalp]

"Can I...um...roll to run away?" 

Judging by the chorusing round of sighs and disappointed head shakes from the kids, that was definitely not the right thing to say. 

"We've nearly defeated Kyuss," Mike shouted, throwing his hands in the air and shooting Steve a severe glare. 

"But all of you are passed out or paralyzed!" Steve shot back, gesturing around the table at the rest of the figurines which were lying on their backs. 

"Yeah, but you're a tank! You could take out the monster with one more blow. Now we're going to have to do it all over again.” 

But….wasn’t that the whole point? Doing this over and over again? Steve shot a helpless look at Eddie who just gave him his DM witchy grin and spread his hands open wide. 

“You can change your mind, Sir Steven,” Eddie offered, “But be warned Kyuss is hungry for flesh,” 

Steve hesitated, looking down and around the map. 

“No…I don’t think I’m gonna.”

"God, you're so stupid sometimes, Steve," Dustin groaned, letting his head fall onto the table with a soft thunk as the rest of the party started yelling. Steve forced himself to smile, his cheeks flushing as his stomach did an uncomfortable flip flop. It was loud, it was hot, and Steve just wanted to go home. 

"Stop it.”

Eddie voice cut through the rest of them. It wasn’t like he had spoken particularly loud, it was his tone. Severe, and brimming with uncharacteristic rage. Enough to make all of them quiet down and look at Eddie with wide eyes. Steve’s anxiety got even worse, and he was sure that Eddie was about to start yelling at him. Steve let his eyes slip down, shame making all the bones in his body ache. 

"I'm sure all of you were strategic geniuses the first time you played, right? You never stumbled or needed a second to think about the right move to make?” Eddie practically snarled, throwing dirty looks at every one of the kids. Steve sucked in a breath and dared a glance up, not quite believing what he was seeing. 

Eddie was defending him. Him. Steve. And he wasn’t done yet

“You all moan and grumble and fucking whine about how 'Steve never plays DnD with us', 'Steve won't even give it a chance', ‘He would see if he just played once’” Eddie said, raising his voice to a high pitched nasally yowl, “Of course he doesn't want to give it a chance, you are all being jerks.”

“Steve can handle it,” Max said with a roll of her eyes. 

“Yeah he can,” Eddie agreed easily, sparing a quick glance over toward Steve, “but that doesn’t mean he should have to. Especially not from you all. You little nerds have never had to deal with this, because you’re always ahead of the rest, but take it from the guy who failed his senior year twice- Being called stupid your whole life hurts .”

Eddie let the final word ring out, not bothering to hide the pain that lived in those words. Steve had never really considered that Eddie might’ve heard the same things he did, cause Eddie was the smartest person Steve knew besides Dustin and maybe Will. 

“From now on anyone calling anyone else stupid is getting 10 HP knocked off of their stats. Permanently. I don't want to hear that word. Got it?”

The kids all nodded, guilt weighing down their shoulders and lowering the mood. One by one they quietly apologized to Steve, Eddie nodding in satisfaction as they did. 

Steve didn’t really know what to think.  Eddie turned towards him, and Steve stiffened up, both worried and intrigued. 

“You can roll to run away. That's actually probably the smartest thing you could do here, seeing as you're pretty much the only member of the party left standing.” Eddie said softly, giving Steve a gentle smile, “Still wanna do it?”

Steve nodded, ready to fight this battle another day.

[leclerced]

good morning | mv1

summary: Max's flight is delayed so he gets home in the middle of the night and wakes his girlfriend up for some fun after being apart for two months.

warnings: somnophilia. rough, unprotected sex. do not read if you are under 18+ this is not meant for you.

author's note: i think about this all the time, but i haven't written about this because i didn't think many people were into it? i dunno, maybe you'll like it.

Max was almost disappointed to find his girlfriend asleep when he arrived home from his late flight, he hadn’t asked her to wait up, but he could tell by the lingerie on her body she planned on it. He quietly stashed his bag in the closet and took his shirt and shoes off as he crawled on the bed as nimbly as possible to avoid jostling her. His hands found her thighs instinctively and his fingers trailed up her skin until they met the orange lace. She hated the color, had obviously bought it specifically for tonight, so he didn’t feel bad as he gripped the fabric and ripped. It tore easily, and he let it fall around her to reveal her dripping cunt. The sight in front of him pleased him greatly, and he parted her thighs then settled on his stomach between them.

Max went right in, licking from her hole to her clit to lap up the wetness she had accumulated in the hours she had been waiting for him. Despite having a private jet, he couldn’t control the weather and they were delayed when it started storming in Monaco. She had been texting him weather updates as the time passed, as it started drizzling, then raining, then full on storming. He wasn’t surprised she had fallen asleep, a storm was like a lullaby for her, as soon as it started thundering her eyes would glaze over and the yawning would start. He licked at her a few more times, eyes locked on her face to watch for a reaction.

She was having a weird dream. It started off at a shopping mall full of grocery stores with one store for every item she needed, and she had to go through the entire store to find the brand she liked. It went on for infinity, just one long endless hallway full of infinite single product stores. Then, suddenly, Max was calling her begging her to come home and she was stuck in traffic trying to get to him as he detailed all the things he wanted to do to her when she got home. She could feel the heat growing between her thighs, and she was aching to reach down to touch herself as she could hear the sound as he stroked his own cock and moaned between describing his fantasies to her.

She was hot all over, sweat forming on her back and she reached to turn off the heater and she suddenly jolted awake just as she turned the knob. A moan immediately left her lips and the sudden dream change made sense as she felt the familiar feeling of her boyfriend's mouth between her legs. She gasped his name as her hands drifted between her thighs to tangle in the head of hair between them. She couldn’t bring herself to open her eyes and look down, scared she would wake up again and be all alone this time.

Max moaned between her legs, and her legs twitched around his lead as he sucked at her clit. He pulled away for a moment to mutter, good morning before he wrapped his lips around her clit again. Now that she was finally awake, he focused on making her cum on his tongue. The tugs on his hair were motivating as he sucked and flicked at her clit, the whines and moans that fell from her lips made his cock twitch and leak in his sweats and he suddenly felt dizzy at the thought of fucking her after months of waiting.

She felt the all too familiar knot tighten in her stomach as he eased two fingers inside of her and curled them. She loved waking up like this, it didn’t happen often, just when he had been gone for too long and she fell asleep during his flight home. She briefly wondered what time it was, when the weather had cleared up enough for his flight to depart, but the thought immediately left her when his fingers curled into her gspot again and rubbed against the spot and she came moaning his name.

He crawled up her body and kissed her as his fingers worked her through her orgasm. She could taste him on his mouth, feel her juices on his lips and chin as they kissed, and it made her stomach twist as he licked into her mouth. As soon as the peak of her orgasm faded, a satisfied sigh left her lips and her hands left his hair in favor of exploring his body, one hand immediately sought out the waistband of his pants to push them off. Luckily, he had worn sweatpants for comfort on the flight instead of his ridiculous skinny jeans, and they easily slipped from his hips. She whined into his mouth when he pulled his fingers from her cunt and broke the kiss, her body followed his momentarily before dropping limply back into the duvet. The complaint vanished at the tip of her tongue as he removed his pants fully and stroked his cock with the hand that was still wet with her orgasm. The sight in front of her was worthy of being admired for a lifetime, she thought. He stroked himself a few more times before he grabbed her hips with both hands and flipped her over.

She giggled in shock at the sudden movement as Max man handled her. She thought he was going to have her on her hands and knees, or at least knees, but he seemed to have different plans as he shuffled them around the bed until he was satisfied. He held her hips up with a firm hand on one hip as he stacked two pillows underneath before he gently pushed her forward with the hand on her hip and patted her left butt cheek lovingly with the other. “Now I don’t have to hold you up while I fuck you stupid.” Her breath hitched in her throat at his words, despite the teasing voice he said it in, she knew he wasn't joking as he lined up with her entrance.

Max gave her no time to adjust as he snapped his hips into her, and she immediately found herself biting the duvet to quiet her moans as her body shifted forward with the force. He noticed her muffled moans as soon as she buried her face in the covers and reached forward to grasp her hair and pulled her head back sharply. “Don’t,” was all he said before he released her and dropped her face back to the bed, and she pressed her cheek into the covers, sleepy eyes looking back at him as she followed his order. The roughness in his voice made her clench around him and he grinned as she moaned his name loudly. He grinned, "That's it, schatje, let everyone know whose making you feel this good." She was so sensitive from her orgasm moments before and she could feel the second one burning in her lower stomach at his words, she couldn't stop moaning to retort as much as she wanted to.

She could barely breathe with the intensity of his pace, she couldn’t stop the moans falling from her lips as he fucked her true to his words. His grip on her hips was tight, she knew she would be bruised tomorrow, and depending on how long he fucked her in this position, she imagined there would be bruises where his hips were slapping into hers harshly and the thought sent a shiver up her spine. She wished he would flip her over so she could touch him, she couldn’t reach him like this and was left to grip the sheets as she moaned into them. The load moans had shifted into breathy ah-ahs as she gasped for air between moans.

Max could feel her clenching around him, her second orgasm around the corner and he suddenly stopped, pressing his cock all the way into her as he pressed his chest to her back. His left hand left her hip to grip her chin, "Open." Her eyes fluttered shut before she her lips parted and she stuck her tongue out for him. He spit into her waiting mouth and she immediately pulled her tongue back in and swallowed, and he pressed himself closer so he could press his lips to hers in a chaste kiss before he righted himself and went back to fucking her with no warning. "God, you're so fucking good to me, schatje, taking me so well." He watched as her eyes flew open and her mouth widened in a silent moan, then he felt her cumming around his cock and he nearly came from the shock of it, but clenched his jaw and fucked her through it.

Max didn't slow his movements as she whined and pulled her arms up under her head and buried her face in them. He could feel the oversensitivity coursing through her body, see it in the way she arched her back and tried to pull away from him even as his grip held her in place. Her voice sounded broken as she gasped, "I can't, Maxie." It sounded like she tried to say something else, but it was cut off by a moan.

His left hand rubbed lovingly at her hip as he slowly his pace and asked,"You really can't, or it feels so good you can't take it? I think you can take it like the good girl I know you are." She whined and didn't reply, so he rephrased the question, "Can you be good for me? Come with me one more time, schatje?" He's sure he would have cum just then if he hadn't stopped his bruising pace as she whimpered, "I can be good." He grinned and slid a hand up to unclasp her bra, and she immediately lifted herself with what little energy she had to pull it completely off her arms and toss it to the side before collapsing back on the bed. His hand traced her ribcage around to her chest until it found her breast, squeezing the flesh before he pinched and twisted at her nipple. It earned a whimper from her lips and her cunt fluttered around him, and he felt his cock twitch inside of her.

He kept his slow steady pace as he tried to calm himself until didn't feel like he was going to burst inside of her in a moments notice. He didn't want to be done yet, he knew he wouldn't have anything left in him once he came, he already felt like collapsing on top of her without finishing, but he hadn't touched her in nearly two months and he was catching up on lost time. If his flight hadn't been delayed, they could have gone at it for hours before either of them were this tired. The slow pace let her recover from her back to back orgasms and catch her breath, and she enjoyed the teasing way his head would catch on her entrance when he nearly pulled all the way out before sliding back in. She hadn't even done anything but lay there and take it, and her body was already feeling a bit sore, she could feel every muscle and nerve ending in her body. Everything felt amazing right now, in the moment, but she knew when she woke up tomorrow her body would regret it.

Max admired her as he slowly rolled his hips into her, eyes trailing from where their bodies met all the way up to where her hair was clumping together with the sweat on her back and he reached forward to gather the locks in one of his hands and brush it to one side so he could kiss the open expanse of her shoulders. She sighed at the feeling of his lips on her hot skin and tilted her head to the side expectantly. His lips found hers immediately despite the awkward angle and they shared a slow languid kiss until he pulled back and kissed her shoulder again, "Ready?" She nodded mutely and he peeled back from her, slowly building back up to the pace he had set earlier. Neither of them were going to last much longer, she was clenching around him with every thrust and he was fighting off his orgasm with every move he made. Max reveled in the whimpers and moans that fell from her lips as she pressed her face into the crook of her elbow. HHe moaned her name as she clenched around him, "Fuck, that feels so good, pretty. Gonna make me cum in you if you keep that up." He heard her say something between moans, but couldn't make it out. "What's that?"

She twisted her head back and pouted at him, "Please?" She blinked prettily as he grinned at the way her voice cracked as she begged, her cunt fluttering around him as she teetered on the edge of her third orgasm. The single word felt like a punch to the gut, and he squeezed her hip as he said, "Make me cum then, angel. Cum all over my cock." She whimpered and buried her face into her arms again as the tension in her body released and she came around him for a third time, and the feel of her clenching around him had him stilling inside her as the shock of his orgasm hit him and he nealry shouted her name. He let himself collapse on top of her, sloppily kissing her back as he panted against her skin. He didn't want to move away from her, loving the way she continued to clench around him even after his orgasm had faded, but he knew she couldn't be comfortable under his weight, especially after he just wrecked her the way he did.

Max felt bad as he pulled away and she whined as his cock left her. He sat back on his knees and watched his cum drip out of her, and didn;t even think as he leaned down and licked it up. She squealed and rolled away, nearly kicking him in the process and he jerked away laughing. She grabbed a pillow and hit him, "I'm too sensitive for that."

He groaned as he grabbed the pillow from her and crawled on top of her, "Tomorrow then?"

She pushed him away as he leaned down for a kiss, "You're disgusting. Go get me a rag like a normal man, you freak."

Max laughed again as he retreated to the bathroom and wetted a rag with hot water. He threw it at her as he walked to the closet and pulled out a clean blanket and teased, "You know you love it." She didn't bother denying it, they both knew it was true despite her previous claims. Max turned and watched as she finished wiping herself up, then tossed the two soiled pillows he had fucked her on and the duvet off the bed, his cum had dripped out of her while she sat waiting, and she wasn't going to sleep on something soaked in cum. He had known she would do both, and he shook out the new blanket on the bed before joining her under it.

[blingblong55]

Dirty pet - John 'Soap' MacTavish NSFW

Based on a request: Raw dog from behind with soap x fem!reader, please? Before the year ends/new years, please ma’am, the most dirtiest, sluttiest, whorest, smuttiest fic you can do? ---- F!Reader, MDNI, 18+, smut, unprotected!sex, rough!sex, established!relationship, P-in-V, ruined!female!orgasm, oral!sex, degradation? ---- A/N: It was a bit rushed so I might come back and re-write it

You were leaning over the counter, wearing that short pink skirt of yours, panties on the floor as you press the vibrator against your clit. Your moans are loud, eyes half closed whilst Soap sits, and leans on the other side of the counter. A smirk on him as he knows how badly you want him to fuck your pretty holes but won't give in yet. "C'mon Bonnie, go to the max on that toy of yours, enjoy it," he leans back on the chair and strokes his cock.

Your whimpers are silenced and in a moment of desperation and neediness, you crawl to him, sit on the counter and play with your wet cunt. "Fuck me, please. Johnny" you whimper. "Be a good girl and listen to me," he growls as he, himself grows impatient, wanting to pound you and make you cry from how rough he fucks you. You play with your hardened nipple as you finger yourself. "Johnny~" you moan, leaning back on the counter, legs spread, trying to give him reasons to fuck you already.

His groans low and sexy, "Fuck you," he spits and quickly gets up, turns you around and slaps your ass repeatedly. "I said, be. a. good. girl," he says between slaps and groans. Your pretty moans feed into his need to fuck you like never before. He wanted the neighbours to hear as you scream his name, as he fucks, claims and pleasures you and him over and over. His dick slapped on your ass before slowly letting his cock inside of you. You let out a small whimper since he doesn't give you time to adjust to his size.

He begins to pound his fat cock inside of you, his balls slapping your slickness. "John-..fuck!" you cry, his hands gripping your hips, your face pushed to the colder counter. "Tell me you like it, dumb slut," he groans, trying to keep his aggressiveness inside. "I..i like it~!…sir…I like it!" you cry. He smiles and slaps your ass again, "then beg like you do, Bonnie" he whispers. All of a sudden, he grips your hair, making your back arch and forcing you to look at him. "Oh that's right, cry for me." Your pouty lips force him to slap you.

As he feels you clench around his cock, he pulls out and drags you to the sofa. "C'mon pretty thing, ride me," he commands, your cunt dripping with slickness. He aggressively makes you straddle his hips and you slowly begin to ride him. As you ride him, you start to look away and he can't take that. He needs those pretty eyes on him. The way your eyes flutter, how you bite your bottom lip and moan. He needs that, he loves it and it's a drug he must have.

"Fuckin' look at me, dumb slut," his grip on your neck. Your hands on his chest, hips grinding, moans and grunts. It was lust and love in the roughest way possible. In the way he holds you, it leaves marks, his hand prints all over your body. Your eyes fluttering, his tongue on your sensitive and hardened nipples. Your cunt, dripping over his so needy cock. "Fuck, just like that, milk me, bonnie," he moans, his head thrown back on the sofa.

Just as you begin to clench around his hardened length, he pulls out. "Johnny…no, please…I need it…please" you whine, squirming. "Get on your knees and open your mouth," Johnny lets out a chuckle when your lips kiss from his neck to his v-line. "Aren't you an obedient pet," he pushes your head, your mouth wrapping around his throbbing cock. You could feel that he was about to cum from the way he kept moaning. You begin to gag and cough and as you do he slaps you, your saliva coating his cock. Ruining your makeup, mascara running down, your eyes watery and all he could do was smile.

The way you gagged, kept gaze on him, oh were you his ruin. "Fuck…fuck just keep that mouth on me," he moans, pushing you deeper. You try and pull away but all he does is force you to stay in his mouth. Your nose hitting his pubes, those wet noises you let out and how your mouth yearned to keep getting filled and before you knew it, your eyes rolled back, his cum painting your throat white.

You begin to think he was done with you and before you were about to spit his cum out, he shakes his head. "No, darling, swallow it. C'mon pretty girl, swallow my cum," he whispers. His adoration for his stare is one he only shows in such intimate moments like these. You gulp, his cum thick but so so good. "Oh aren't ya my good girl," he leans in, kissing you and tasting himself within the kiss.

It was sloppy, sinful and so offensive it would invoke controversy in the neighbourhood if they only knew what went on behind those doors.

A/N: hope this is as smutty, dirty, whorey? (I'm sure that isn't a word), and sluty as you wanted

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what turns them on/off

彡drivers lewis hamilton, max verstappen, charles leclerc, sebastian vettel, jenson button

彡genre hcs/scenarios

彡summary what gets their wheels spinning and what makes ‘em dnf ★

彡notes i apologize for the wait my loves i didn’t want any of these to feel rushed </3 thank you for 100 followers ❤️❤️

彡warnings sexual content

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lewis

pleasuring you lewis loves to satisfy the people he loves. getting them gifts, compliments, paying the bill for any meal, you name it. as long as his special ones are happy, hes happy. so in bed you can expect those same things to apply. he gets pleasure from pleasuring you, he loves it. he enjoys seeing you trembling, blushing and fucked out more than his own pleasure. thats why his favorite thing to do is eat you out. and by life itself, this man can EAT!! its almost like your pussy put a spell on him he gets so lost in the sauce. you physically have to push him off to make him stop and by that time your legs are already shaking. he really touches the ocean floor if you know what i mean!! and the d is fire!! and it will put you to sleep. lewis loves being your personal melatonin.

meaningless sex when lewis was single and needed some pleasure every once in a while, he would just go on raya or hit up one of the six trillion girls who wanted him. he wasn’t satisfied with living that way. lewis is a lover not a player. he’s been through a lot of stuff to make him this way and he learned this the hard way through his late twenties and early thirties. born to be a lover, forced to be a hoe !! fortunately though, he met you and looking back on it, he’s realized how much he hated the shallowness of it all. lewis craves for deep meaningful connections and just having sex with random women didn’t fill that hole in his heart. he had to relearn the true meaning of sex and how magical and special such an experience can be. you helped him rediscover this important aspect of his life and it feels great. being with you has definitely taught him quality over quantity.

max

loss of senses max needs to see you, so darkness is a no no. plus, more unnecessary risk of hurting yourselves. he loves the sound of your voice, weather its your moaning and whining as he works your body in every way you enjoy or its just you rambling about your day while running your soft fingers through his thin silky hair. max needs the stimulation of sight and sound to get himself going. “let me hear you” he’ll whisper into your ear

this may be why he loves his mirrors !! the only solution to this issue is to just fuck u in front of a mirror. most men love to do that for their own pleasure but the only thing max is looking at while fucking you in front of a mirror is the way your face twitches, contorts, and relaxes with every thrust. the way your doe eyes roll back and cross, further showing to him how good he fucks you. he picks you up by your neck forcing you to straighten your back as he whispers sweet praise into your ear. “you look so pretty like this baby” “you want me to keep doing that gorgeous?” “uhuh im fucking you good baby” your legs twitch every time his sweet voice sings into your ear telling you everything you need to hear.

charles

charles loves to see you in lace, latex, and silk. the way the latex hugs your figure so beautifully makes you almost look naked. weather its black, beige, white, or print he loves when you look all sexy just for him. silk is almost like maternal for him. as much as he loves to see your curves he also loves the look of ‘sheets after sex’ the open back with the jewelry and the flowy trim, he loves it. it simply just makes him want to imagine you bloated with your shared creation but still keeping your elegance and beauty along with it. the look of silk makes your skin glow like the sun and you simply look like a greek goddess in his eyes. the beautiful custom embroidery that revolves around your every curve when you wear lace is unmatched. he loves that it shows just enough that he can imagine what hes already seen but also covers enough that others cant. the sexy elegant vibe of lace changes your aura enough to make him want to eat you out through your thin panties. your beautiful skin covered by a thin soft custom embroidery made just for him makes his mind go wild.

waiting charles is very impatient when it comes to his pleasure. weather its the pleasure of winning or reaching tip of his climax so good that he’ll just want to fall asleep after, he’ll work hard to make sure he gets there, for you too. sure, he can do foreplay but only for a certain amount of time until he begins to bore. ‘lets get to the good stuff already’ ((sass)) charles is a gentleman, so he will make sure you finish before him. plus, he has amazing stamina, so don’t feel rushed to reach your climax, he can wait for that. sometimes he’ll slow down just to watch you overstimulate for a little bit longer, just until you start fussing before going rough and slow, just how u like it. “whats wrong mon cœr? don’t you like it slow?” “ahh you want it harder.. yeah, just like that.”

sebastian

cuddling (smirk) the bed creaks as seb adjusts himself to face your back swinging an arm over your waist and the other snaked around your neck. “good morning, der liebling” he greeted in his raspy low morning tone, planting soft kisses on your cheek and shoulder. you turned your head to catch his lips. “good morning sunshine” you teased his nickname. he rolled his eyes, a smirk tugging his lips. he kissed your nose before diving back onto your lips, his hand now squeezing and caressing your waist and hip. you scooted back, carefully grinding your rear on his front. his hand stuck on your hip while his other now holding your neck. you continued grinding your ass back on him. little moans and purrs escaping between kisses.

full attention its important that you fully engage with seb while having relations. if you seem at all uninterested in what you’re doing he simply wont have the means to do anything anymore. its important to always make sure you’re not holding back when it comes to him. he loves when your hands are anywhere they can find groping or caressing his skin as hes burried deep in your core. he needs to feel extra wanted every time. “touch me” he whispers into your ear as he slowly inserts himself. the extra sensory makes him go wild as he resists cumming after just a couple strokes. your nails lightly scratching circles into his scalp as he’s pressing your knees into the cushion below. even when hes fucking you from behind you always reach a hand over to run down his chest and abs and make eye contact as you match his thrust rhythm.

(i might add jenson in the future but im trying to get this out for you guys asap!!)

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[girlsdads]

since this blurb will never see the light of day now that i accidentally deleted it while trying to edit it half asleep last night… i just need y’all to know the gist.

cw: exhibitionism, voyeurism??, maxiel being nauseating

(this is not a polished piece of writing)

POV nameless red bull social media team intern. he gets tasked with finding max and daniel to do one of those silly little reels where they’re answering trivia questions about the track they’re at or smth, gets warned that he might find maxiel in a… ahem… compromising position, intern thinks hahaha yeah they’re always doing something weird wink wink nudge nudge doesn’t think much of it bc they couldn’t possibly have meant….. (the intern is very new).

anyway poor intern knocks on the door of max’s motorhome and hears daniel’s voice saying to come in, thinks oh okay great they’re both in there i’ll kill 2 birds with one stone etc etc, opens the door and Hey! there’s 3 time world champion Max Verstappen getting his back blown out by once-again teammate (let’s gooo ricbull) Daniel Ricciardo! intern is stammering and embarrassed beyond belief and barely able to get out “i- i can come back another time…” but daniel gives him that megawatt smile and is like “come on in mate, we understand when duty calls, right maxy?” max just whines high in this throat and blinks at the intern like he’s not really seeing anything at all.

the intern stares as daniel pulls out of max gently, he can’t look away from daniel’s bare, Huge, still hard, lube-wet cock and prays to every entity in the universe that he doesn’t start to get hard. max just lays there making pitiful noises as daniel throws on a red bull polo that’s actually max’s if the breadth of the shoulders is anything to go by. he pulls on a cap over his clearly sex-mussed hair. daniel scoots on the couch, still naked from the waist down, to face the intern who has gingerly pulled up a chair. daniel twists to the side and reaches up to grab max by the hips and pull him closer, pushes his thighs apart and hooks 3 fingers into max while turning back to the intern and putting on his pr smile. “fire away!”

the intern just sits there holding the phone dumbly watching daniel stroke max from the inside with his right hand and gesture to him with his left. the intern glances down to where max’s soft splayed thighs and little pink cock are clearly visible at the bottom of the video frame. “they’ll close-crop it,” daniel assures him. the intern nods but then he’s like what about the sound…??? bc max is just exhaling raspy moans and whimpers and surely the video editors can’t be that good?? but daniel gazes adoringly down at max and is like “he can be quiet, he’s a good boy, aren’t you maxy?”

max immediately zips it, daniel does the trivia video fingering max slowly the whole time. the intern flees the scene asap but he’s barely closed the door behind him before he can hear max fucking moaning again. he adjusts himself in his pants and hurries off to put in his 2 week notice.

[annebd]

Was in the mood for some subby bottom Daniel. Or dommy top Max? At least one of the two, for sure. This is a v quick one. Hope y’all enjoy!

Daniel threw his arms up over his head, grabbing at the headboard with one hand, while the other flopped over his face. He whined low in this throat as Max moved above him, thrusting into him at a languid pace that Daniel was sure was intended specifically to drive him insane.

He was on his back in the middle of the hotel bed, ass resting on Max’s lap and thighs flung wide around him. He felt open, exposed, every place where their skin touched a live wire crackling between them. He wanted to hide away, from Max, from himself. He turned his head further into the arm resting across his eyes, biting at his biceps to stifle the moans that he couldn’t help slipping free.

“No, Daniel,” Max scolded gently. He reached up and pulled Daniel’s arm down and away from his head. “If you cover your face then I, of course, can’t see how beautiful you look like this. And,” he paused to aim a particularly vicious thrust directly at Daniel’s prostate. Daniel squealed, the sound petering off to another low whine as Max continued, “I can’t hear all of these lovely sounds that you are making when I fuck you.”

“Fuck, Max,” Daniel groaned. “You’re killing me here.”

Max leaned in and sucked a gentle kiss into the dip of Daniel’s throat, continuing to fuck into him as he did so. Steady as a damn metronome. He grabbed Daniel’s hand and pushed it down in between them. “Like this. Put your hand here instead. Then it will feel very nice when I’m inside you.”

Daniel’s thumb rested at the very base of his cock, the rest of his fingers curling around and down. At the insistent press of Max’s hand guiding his, Daniel let his fingertips stroke gently at his rim, where Max was stretching him wide. Max’s cock wasn’t as big as Daniel’s, a little shorter, but thick. He always needed to be opened properly before Max could fuck him good and hard. Max was happy to oblige. If given half a chance, he’d spend hours opening Daniel up on his tongue, then his fingers, until he could slid in with barely a hint of resistance.

“Does that feel good, Daniel? Do you like it?”

Daniel could only nod, his head bobbing against the pillow beneath him.

“You’re not being very good for me today, Daniel. You’re not giving me your words, and you’re not letting me look at your beautiful face properly.” Max stilled, balls deep inside Daniel, and ground his hips in a tight circle. “Don’t you want to be good for me?”

Daniel gasped, and his entire body tensed at once. He felt a wave of heat shoot through him, and his cock jumped against his stomach, shooting a jet of precome that made him think- for a moment- that he’d come without even realizing it. Fuck. Yeah, he wanted to be good for Max. He nodded again, a quick shake of his head. “Yeah,” he managed to force out.

“Say it for me. Out loud. Tell me how it feels.” Max had slowed his pace. He was still moving steadily, but with longer, deeper thrusts; the kind that had Daniel’s eyes rolling back, made him feel like his teeth were rattling in his head.

“Fuck, baby. It’s good; it feels good. Please!” Daniel wasn’t sure what he was begging for, but it seemed right. He wanted to be good for Max, whatever that meant in the moment.

Max smiled at him, satisfied. He leaned down, pressed his lips to Daniel’s ear and whispered “good boy.”

Sitting back up, he pulled Daniel further up onto his lap and then leaned forward, nearly folding Daniel in half. From this angle, he was in the perfect position for his cock to slide directly across Daniel’s prostate on each thrust.

“Fuck fuck fuck, Max, please!” Daniel cried. He grabbed for his cock and began to stroke himself firmly, knowing he was moments away from coming hard.

A few more thrusts, and he was there, shooting over his stomach, a drop of come landing delicately across his collarbone. All of the tension that had built up in him over the evening dissipated between heartbeats, and he flopped back, his entire body tingling pleasantly. He reached up to stroke a hand down Max’s chest. “You, too, Maxy. Come on. Come for me.”

Max reached down to kiss Daniel firmly as, hips stuttering, he came inside him.

After a moment to catch his breath, Max pulled out and reached for the towel he’d stashed on the nightstand before they’d gotten started. He gave each of them a quick wipe down and then flopped back down on the bed next to Daniel. He rolled over onto his side, swinging an arm and a leg over Daniel and snuggling in.

“Was that okay?” Max asked.

Daniel smiled. “More than okay. That was spectacular. Splendiferous. Stupendous.”

Max beamed back at him, the effect slightly tempered as a huge yawn broke through the grin. “I don’t think all of those are even words. But I’m glad you liked it. We can again tomorrow. I want you to fuck me like this, too.”

Daniel laughed, but pulled Max in tighter in towards him. “Insatiable,” he teased. Tomorrow couldn’t come quickly enough.

[lyingindecay]

Begging

[Thaddeus x Fem Bodied!Reader]

Summary: Thaddeus can't help but need you. (Alternatively 'just the tip, please') Word Count: 1k Warnings: MINROS DNI, 18+, vaginal fingering, sweet inexperienced Thaddeus, p in v, cream pie, finger sucking, porn with no plot whatsoever, fucking in the wasteland baybeeeee A/N: Writing this instead of sleeping, apologies for any mistakes! I was initially going to have a couple different characters with this specific scenario (just the tip), but this turned out... longer than in intended. SO, I may write separate ones for Norm, Max, and The Ghoul if there is interest! divider by cafekitsune

You are trying to stifle your moans as Thaddeus kisses your neck. He lies on top of you, one of his hands in your pants, the other one holding him above you ever so slightly.  It’s comfortable, the amount of weight lying on you. It’s comforting.

“I’m scared,” You had said. Lying out in the middle of the wasteland wasn’t for the weak or faint of heart.

“How can I help?” Thaddeus was quick to ask you.

You paused, “Well, I used to have this thick blanket I used to lay under…” Your words were drawn out. Thaddeus didn’t get it. Not immediately. “Can you lay on top of me?” It was innocent. At first.

Now, you can’t keep your hands off of him. Thaddeus’ whole body is on fire, keeping you warm. His cheeks are ablaze, and he is certain you can feel his heart pounding into his chest. You’re lying on his jacket now, in hopes of keeping dirt from entering any places you really don’t want it to be.

“Please,” He is begging against the shell of your ear.

“What?” You sound confused. You are confused.

“I need it,” He whimpers, his hips bucking into yours as his fingers pump in and out of you. “I need to feel you.” Thaddeus is a mess.

Your eyes widen as soon as you realize what he means. “Here?” You cock a brow at him, your stomach turning as he accidentally brushes over your clit. You let out a soft moan and your eyes shut. When you open them back up, Thaddeus is staring at you. His big blue eyes pleading. You swallow hard.

“Just the tip,” He assures you.

You nod. The both of you struggle briefly, fumbling out of your clothes. You lay on his jacket and look up at him when the both of you are (mostly) naked. Your pants and underwear are gone, and so are his. Both of you still wear your shirts. Thaddeus’ hand wanders up your shirt, you ask if he wants you to remove it.

“You don’t have to.” He whispers, “Can I touch you, though?”

“Of course,” You smile. His hand reaches one of your breasts and he squeezes it. Your nipple rolling between his fingers. You bite back a moan. “I need you too.” You finally admit. “Want to feel you inside-”

Thaddeus seems to lose it when you say that. His hand grabs at your hip, and he angles himself at your entrance. “Can I?” He asks. He begs. You cannot tell him and his cute little face no. You nod, giving an enthusiastic ‘yes’. Thaddeus groans at how you say that. His hips buck forward slightly, and you gasp as he enters you.

The squire wants nothing more than to stay true to his word. Just the tip. But you are heavenly. You are divine. He wants- He needs more. And so do you.

“Thaddeus,” You whine, “I need you.”

“Need me to what?” It’s his turn to be confused.

“Fuck me! I need you to fuck me, please.”

That’s all it takes. Thaddeus’ cock is deep inside of you as soon as the words leave your mouth. You cover your mouth to muffle a moan. Thaddeus does not care to muffle his. He is moaning and whimpering against your neck, his hips thrusting into you.

“I wanna hear you,” He whines. “Wanna know you feel good.” His teeth hit your skin and you uncover your mouth, letting out a high pitched mewl.

Thaddeus isn’t going to last long, you can feel it. He has no experience, you don’t expect him to really outlast you. As you expect, Thaddeus’ thrusts grow sloppier than before, he’s trying his best.

“I’m close-” He’s sounds like he’s going to cry. “Inside?” He asks.

You have about five seconds to decipher the question. You think about the mess pulling out is going to cause. So, you stupidly decide. “Inside!” You try to keep your voice down,but you’re sure your companions can hear you.

Thaddeus thrusts a couple more times and cums inside of you. He lets out a loud moan, your name rolling off of his tongue. He sits there a minute, lying on top of you, before it clicks.

“You didn’t- I don’t think you-” He’s struggling, he’s still inside of you.

“No, it’s okay-” You try to reassure him.

“No,” He shakes his head, “You need to cum too.” Thaddeus pushes himself up. His eyes hit yours. He looks determined. “Can I?” He asks again, his hand tracing down your stomach. You nod. His fingers dip into you and one of your hands drops down to your dripping cunt as well. You circle your clit and Thaddeus is watching you. Examining your movements. He removes his fingers from you briefly, swatting your hand away. You look at him with confusion. You find him staring down at your pussy, his thumb finding your clit now.

Your hips roll and you moan out for him to continue as his fingers pump in and out of you. “Just like that,” You reassure him again. “Keep- Keep going.” You bite the inside of your cheek.

Thaddeus is focused. His fingers are not steady, but he is trying. His determination is turning you on even more. A heat is building up and as his thumb hits your clit again, you let out a strangled whine. “Fuck,” You cry out. “I’m close! Thaddeus, please!”

He’s biting his tongue. He is honed in on you, only you. You come undone, cumming on his fingers. You are ruined, everything is ruined; especially his jacket.

He pulls his fingers from you and you reach for his hand. You guide his hand towards your mouth and palace his fingers on your tongue. You gently close your mouth and suck on his fingers. You taste his and your cum. You keep eye contact with him.

He blinks at you. “I think I’m hard again.” He whispers it.

“I can help you with that.” You smile. “If you want-”

“Please,” He is begging again. “Please, I wanna feel you again. I need to-”

You pull him into a kiss. If this is what him laying on top of you is going to lead to, you want him to do it all of the time.

[norman-fucking-reedus]

I read your submissive Scud post and it literally had my foaming at the mouth. I was wondering if you would expand on that? (Especially the pegging part💀)

Thank you!! You’re awesome!!! I love your work!!

THE PEGGING THE PEGGING THE PEGGINGGGRAAAAHHHH 😝🎀🔥🦅🦅

We’re both foaming at the mouth okay I get the urge to fuck the shit out of him every hour of the day its not a want its a need I desire that I NEED THAT

Anyone who says Scud wouldn’t be into pegging needs to immediately get their eyes checked. That is a cock lover in the flesh. Like i’m telling you guys he loves to just get bent over any surface and be completely stuffed.

This brings me to my secret headcanon abt him, I firmly believe that he’s been double stuffed before. Maybe he bumped into some hot guys on a mission who he totally didn’t lure into the back of his van for them to literally ruin him, and he totally wasn’t getting his little throat and ass destroyed on all fours. Wrong guy. Not him. Never ever.

Now let’s not get it twisted Scud still loves women. Thing is, his cock has always had a lot more nerve endings than the average male, so he cums fairly quickly, but don’t worry because all of Norman’s characters come pre-equipped with pussy eating powers. And Scud is pussy eating machine. He wants it for breakfast lunch and dinner. He has to be forcibly removed and pried away before he thinks about stopping. The jaw cramps just means that hes doing the damn thing.

Back to the original topic.. When you first brought the idea up to Scud, he had absolutely no fucking clue what pegging was, until you dumbed it down for him, to which he almost immediately agreed. Getting his back blown out by a literal goddess? Umm, somebody better sign him up twice.

Now again, Scuds cock is a tender one, and good boys dont need to be cumming after a few thrusts, so you cutely and quietly stop that from happening. How?

“What’re ya tying?” Scud mumbled against your lips as he you looping something around his balls and the base of his cock, jerking slightly when you pulled the ribbon tightly, tying it into a small bow. “Just something special for you” You kiss him, and he needily kissed back, dick twitching from your gentle contact.

Scud gets very, very turned on by kisses. Especially ones that are deep and sloppy with lots of tongue and spit. He gets so drunk off them and it’s the easiest way to get him to submit, because lord he’d do anything you say just as long as you keep kissing him.

Okay the actual pegging part, Scud is not the foreplay type. He physically cannot take it and needs pleasure as soon as he can get it. He’ll whine and squirm as you finger him open, babbling out begs for you to hurry.

He likes to be fucked as if he were a literal ragdoll. Please pound into him as hard as you can, he needs it. He needs to be a moaning mess on the desk. Also Scud is so. fucking. loud. His whimpers and whines bounce off the walls for everyone to hear, and while yes kissing does work, yanking back on his choker works a lot better.

Scud has a choking kink to the max. A very dangerous one at that. He likes to be almost strangled, racing between his orgasm to see if he would cum or pass out first. His choked off gasps and sobs only get him fucked harder.

Oh and the ribbon. The amazing ribbon. When Scud’s orgasm starts to build, he can feel it in his gut, tingling in his toes and shooting through his spine, so close, getting closer and closer yet never quite falling off the edge. It starts to hurt, his dick starts to painfully twitch at the lack of release, whining loudly as you continued rocking into him, a smile pulling your lips. “Hey Scud. Wanna see how cool my cock is?”

He mumbles something out, lips glossy with spit as a small puddle started to form on the table. You fished a remote out from your pants pocket, clicking once, twice, glancing up to Scud’s twisting face. You swiftly pulled your hips back, leaving only the buzzing tip of the dildo before completely burying it all back into your boyfriend, pressing right into what you knew was his sweet spot from the lewd and loud whimpers that Scud couldn’t stop from coming out, each thrust sending his eyes so far into the back of his head.

Scuds cock ached, orgasm building so rapidly once again as you fucked him stupid, turning his brain into nothing but the sex clouded mess that it was made to be. When you amplify the vibrations speed, and it makes each snap of your hips pump pure ecstasy into his body, and he just needed so much more.

“Please, mmngh, please let me cum mommy, please fuck me so hard and let me cum,” He babbled, whimpers and moans tearing from his chest when he felt you increase your pace, skin slapping skin. “Is this what you want, hm baby? To be fucked like the dirt slut you are?” You cooed, leaning down over him. Scud brainlessly nodded against the table, choking on his words as he spoke. “Yes! Want mommy to pound me so deep- so, very fucking deep!” He gasped, shaking like a leaf when he felt the you pulling the ribbon loose, almost sobbing when his orgasm crashed over him finally, cumming harder than ever. You fucked him through it until he was twitching and whining, actually you fucked him until he came again, high moans spilling past his lips with every buzzing thrust to his sweet spot, so overstimulated and sensitive yet you just kept going.

Scud could barely keep his eyes open, groaning which each slap of your hips. You fucked him like he was your own sextoy, pulling orgasm after orgasm from him until he would just collapse, so used and destroyed. His toes curled at a particularly hard thrust, choking in surprise when you suddenly yanking his head back by his choker, holding him down onto your vibrating cock pressed blissfully into that bundle nerves inside him. Scud choked his moans and cries out, desperately rocking his hips as his third orgasm raced off the edge. Oh God, he was so fucking close, vision starting to turn black and his ears ringing as he practically fucked himself on your strap, orgasm slamming into him–

“Scud? Y/n?” Blade’s voice rang out from the hallway, and you quickly pulled out and away from Scud, who gripped the table as his orgasm continued washing over his whole body, bitting down on his lips as he muffled a pained yet so pleasured sob, hips thrusting into the air as ropes of white shot out from his swollen and totally untouched cock, “Fuckin’ hell Scud” You grumbled, shutting off the dildo and having to just stuff it in your underwear, pulling your pants up quickly and searching for anything to wipe up the mess you’ve created.

Blade approached the workshop, steps echoing throughout. You groaned when you couldn’t find anything, and settled for wheeling a chair ontop of it, shoving Scud in it so his still halfway exposed bottom was covered, leaning against the table as if everything was totally normal.

The man swung the workshop door open and lingered at the top of the stairs, staring down at you and Scud with a questioning face. “What are you two doing?” You shrugged, responding with a casual “Nothing.”

Blade’s eyes landed on Scud, who was still very visibly fucked out, eyes droopy and lust riddled, hair pushed back and messy, not to mention the bruises forming on his neck from his choker being pulled. “Mhm. Whenever you get done doing ‘nothing’, come find me” He spoke flatly, before turning and exiting the room, shutting the door behind him. You sighed in relief, glancing down at Scud and his ruined state.

You leaned down, tilting his head up to kiss him on his glossed lips, smiling playfully. “I am not done with you, Scudster”

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I got a little carried way I just need. I need. I need him guys.

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