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[venicebixch]

Do It For Me part 7

smut and fluff. enjoy!

“Alright, that’s the last bit of painting,” Vinnie says. “Thank you again for helping me.”

“Of course, Vin. I’m happy to help,” I smile at him.

We clean up and put the supplies away.

“Do you want to shower first?” He asks.

“No, you can.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, it’s okay.”

“Okay,” he says. “I’ll be quick.”

I nod my head, smiling.

He goes into the bathroom and I sit on the ladder in the corner to avoid sitting on the furniture with paint all over me.

As I’m waiting, I open tiktok and see Vinnie had posted another thirst trap sometime last night after the party that I must have missed.

In the video, his hair is wet and he’s shirtless with a white towel wrapped around his waist. Necklaces dangle from his neck and he’s lip syncing to a song.

I immediately feel my core start to throb and I exhale a deep sigh, closing my legs tight together to feel the pressure.

I watch the video on repeat for a while. My breathing becomes quick and shallow and my face gets flushed.

God, he’s fucking beautiful. And he’s naked 10 feet from me.

He’d probably fuck my brains out if I just ask.

I look over at the bathroom door and bite my lip, thinking for a moment. My leg starts to shake anxiously and I stand up, pacing back and forth. I never make the first move, it’s too nerve wracking. But god, I want him.

Just do it.

With my heart pounding, I walk over and knock on the door loudly enough so that he can hear me over the water.

“Yeah?” He asks.

I slowly open the door and walk in. The heat hits my face and the steam is fogging up the mirror. I can smell the soap he’s using fill the air.

I see him plain as day through the glass shower door. His eyes are closed as he rinses them shampoo from his hair and his cock is semi-hard already. I quickly take my shirt and bra off so I’m standing naked.

He finally opens his eyes and looks over at me. His mouth drops open slightly and his eyes scan my body. I see his cock grow harder and a smile creeps across my face at the thought of me turning him on.

Neither of us say a word as I open the shower door and climb in. We stand for a moment, looking at each other.

He reaches his hand up to my chin and brings his lips close to mine, pausing for a moment before finally laying a soft kiss on my mouth.

A rush of excitement runs through me at this first ever contact of our lips and I moan softly into his mouth.

His hand comes around my waist, pulling me completely into him. His hard cock presses against my stomach. I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Y/n…” he says softly, his breathing deep and heavy.

Our foreheads rest against each other. “I want you Vinnie.”

He nods and kisses me again, moving his hand down my sides and around to my ass, squeezing it lightly.

I bring my hand to his cock and start stroking it slowly, earning some quiet moans from him.

He pushes me backward a few steps so that he’s not directly under the water and I drop to my knees.

He looks down at me with red cheeks and an almost desperate look on his face.

I keep his eye contact as I lower my mouth on to his cock, pushing it to the back of my throat. His hand comes down and wraps my hair into a ponytail shape and he holds me in this deep throat position for a few seconds before my gag reflex causes me to pull back and he moans a little louder.

Drool drips down my chin and I gather it, using it to lube his cock. I start jacking him off, taking his balls into my mouth, sucking each one.

He throws his head back and looks up at the ceiling, groaning. I put my mouth back on him and suck, pushing him to the back of my throat every so often. Moans roll out of my throat and vibrate his cock as he thrusts his hips to meet my bobbing head.

I pull back to take a breather and he kneels down to my level so we’re eye to eye. He grabs my throat lightly and kisses me again.

“Stand up,” he says.

I nod and stand. He turns me around to face the wall and pushes me head forward. I put one foot up on the ledge on the shower wall beside me, giving him full access to do as he pleases.

His smacks my ass hard. The wetness from the water makes the impact even more intense and I whine out in pleasure.

His hand comes around to grip the front part of my standing thigh and his other comes up to spread my ass apart, giving him perfect access to my core.

He leans in and his tongue swipes up and down my wet slit, gently licking my clit to tease me before he starts suck it just right.

“Mmmm fuck Vinnie. Just like that, baby,” I moan with my cheek pressed against the cold shower wall.

He slips his middle finger inside me and starts pumping, his other hand moving from my thigh to rub my clit at the same time. His mouth comes back to me and his tongue teases my entrance before being buried inside me, his hand still rubbing my clit.

I move my hips, grinding against his face. I feel my body start to pulse and my eyes roll back.

I moan, “I’m cumming!”

He helps me ride out my high and then stands up behind me, lining his cock up with my entrance before pushing himself deep inside me.

It’s been a few months since I’ve been with anyone so his size is uncomfortable at first but I adjust quickly.

He starts thrusting slowly, bringing his hands around to the front of my body, running his hands up to my tits, squeezing my nipples.

I lean back and lay my head against his shoulder. His breath against my ear sends chills down my spine. He kisses and sucks my neck, leaving at least 1 hickey.

I feel another orgasm coming on, and grab his hand, lacing our fingers together.

He feels my pussy tighten around him. “Cum again for me, pretty baby. Cum on this cock, it’s just for you,” he moans. His hands come up to my throat, squeezing lightly.

“Oh, fuck!” I release on him again, feeling myself get wetter with each of his thrusts. “Cum in me, Vinnie! I wanna fucking feel you fill me up.”

He groans and bottoms out inside of me. I feel his warm cum fill me. The feeling sends me into a state of pure fucking bliss.

I hold on to his arms for dear fucking life to keep from collapsing, feeling my legs shake beneath me.

He slowly pulls out of me, moaning softly from being sensitive. I feel his cum drip down my thigh, and I squeeze my legs together to savor the feeling of it inside me.

I turn around, and he kisses me again. I feel lightheaded and slowly drop down to my knees. He follows, wrapping his arms around me. We sit for a moment catching our breath before we both start laughing.

“I gotta be honest, I was not expecting that,” he says, kissing my forehead.

I smile up at him and bring my hands to my face. “It’s not the first time I’ve thought about it.”

He looks at me, smiling. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhmm,” I nod, kissing the palm of his hand.

He smirks at me. “Me either.”

[venicebixch]

Do It For Me part 8 (final part)

all fluffiness. enjoy!

After a few minutes we both stand back up. The paint is pretty much washed off him at this point but I still had it all over me.

“Let’s clean you off, baby,” he says, grabbing the rag he was just using. He guides me underneath the water. “Is this a comfortable temperature for you?”

“Mhmm,” I nod my head, smiling up at him.

He grabs the soap on the side of the shower and puts it on the rag, making it sudsy. He brings it up to my face and gently starts wiping the paint away, then moves down to my arms and hands.

Soon enough, the paint is cleaned off of me.

I bring his hand up to my mouth and kiss it. “Thank you, Vin.”

“You’re welcome, pretty girl.”

I blush and look down, trying not to let myself smile like an idiot. Usually fluffiness and all that cringe shit gives me “the ick” but when it comes to Vinnie, it doesn’t bother me. In fact, it makes me unbelievably happy.

Truthfully, him as a person is starting to make me weak at this point, in the best possible way. I feel so comfortable with him.

He helps me wash my hair and then we get out, and put clean clothes on.

“Are you hungry?” He asks.

“Yes, I’m starving. Can we order pizza?”

He smiles. “But of course,” he says in a weird accent.

I give him a confused smile and shake my head laughing. “Wonderful, thank you sir,” I try to mimic his voice.

He lets out a snorting laugh.

“You’re a strange one, Vin.”

He nods his head smiling at me. “Yeah.”

He orders the food and when it arrives, we sit down to eat.

I sit back on the couch with my pizza in my lap as he sits across from me on the chair.

As I’m watching him eat, I start to admire him. His eyes, his jaw line, his curly hair, his full lips, his tattoos. He’s so damn handsome. And he’s kind hearted. He has a good sense of humor.

I like that he’s not afraid to put up a little fight with me. I like the way he laughs at his own jokes. I like the way his brows come together when he’s focused on something. I like the voices he makes and the weird sounds. I like all his quirkiness.

A small smile spreads across my face as I look at him, and a sudden feeling of affection for him hits me like a train.

Then almost immediately a wave of guilt comes over me. I could kick myself for the way I treated him when we first met. He didn’t deserve it. He’s nothing like the way he portrays himself online.

I suppose I acted the way I did because I’m used to being defensive when it comes to relationships. I’ve never had a good one, so I’ve learned to be on my toes and show little affection at all times. But I’m slowly letting my guard down with Vinnie.

He notices me looking at him, lost in my thoughts.

“What?” He smiles at me.

I shake my head and look down. “Nothing,” I smile at him. “You just make me happy.”

He grins at me. “Really?”

“Mhmm. Like super happy. A cringe level of happy.”

He sets his plate and and comes over to me, taking my food from me.

“What?” I look up at him, smiling.

He reaches down and bear hugs me, both of us falling over on to the couch. He gets on top of me.

“What the hell are you doing?” I say, giggling.

He pins my arms above my head and leans in, peppering my face with kisses. My forehead, my cheeks, my nose, my ears, my lips.

He lets my arms down and I wrap my them around him as he buries his face in my neck.

“You make me happy too,” he says quietly. “Super cringe happy.”

I laugh and he moves his face, resting his forehead against mine.

“So like… are we dating then?” I ask.

“I wanna ask you properly,” he says.

“Okay.”

He looks down at me, smiling silently.

“Are you gonna ask or am I gonna have to work for it some more?”

He laughs, shaking his head. “Y/n. Will you be my girlfriend?”

I nod, biting my lip. “Yes, Vinnie. I will.”

“Nice,” he kisses me softly.

“Thank you for being patient with me. And I’m sorry for how I acted toward you before,” I say.

“It’s okay,” he says, resting his head on my chest. “I have no hard feelings over it. I’m just glad you’re mine now.”

As hard as I’m trying not to, I can’t help but smile like an idiot for him.

[venicebixch]

Tickle part 3

smut! strong sexual language, praising kink, tickling kink, crying, a little bit of degradation, spanking, squirting, with some aftercare and fluff at the end. enjoy.

“Close your legs to keep this still, and don’t you dare move it away from you,” he demands, talking about the vibrator against my clit.

I sigh and close them. He stands and unstraps my arms, then takes his boxers off.

I bring my hands into me, rubbing my sore wrists and then wipe the tears off my face.

I look up at him, pouting. He furrows his brows and frowns.

“Don’t you look at me like that, you look pitiful… you know you love this,” he says.

He’s totally right but I can’t stop my act - and maybe it’s a little twisted but I like making him feel bad in these scenarios. Maybe because he’s extra sweet on me afterwards if he feels bad, maybe because it makes his protective instincts over me kick in and makes him fuck me that much better.

I keep looking at him with my pouting face and he sighs as he climbs on top of me, back between my legs. He grabs the vibrator again and turns it back down to a medium speed.

I let out a breath of relief even though the sensation is still intense. I look down at his rock hard cock resting against my thigh as he pushes my legs back, resting them on his as he’s on his knees ready to line himself up with my pussy.

He makes eye contact with me as he slides himself inside of me. We both moan and I throw my head back and exhale.

“So good, baby,” he says softly as he starts thrusting, letting out low moans.

I think my pouting worked a little too well. He’s being gentler than I expected he would. It’s nice to have the calm moment but I want more. I have to piss him off again.

I giggle. “This is my punishment? Not gonna teach me much this way.”

He looks at me, first with confusion then with anger. He pulls out of me and roughly flips me over to my stomach. The way I’m laying now allows me to just rest against the vibrator, freeing his hands to do what he want.

“You want rough? I’ll pound that pretty pussy so hard your stomach hurts if that’s what you fucking want,” he says harshly.

He gets up. “Don’t fucking move,” he grabs his belt off the chair and walks back over, standing beside the bed.

He straps my wrists up again and my stomach drops. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.

He folds the belt and without warning, he lays a hard smack right across my back. The sound echos off the walls, sounding like a whip.

“Ouch! Fuck Vinnie!”

“Count,” he demands.

“One…”

He lays another one across the back of my claves.

“Two…”

He lays another one across my ass, making me groan.

“Three…”

He repeats smacking these 3 areas in rotation for 10 rounds.

“30…” I say, my tears streaming again.

He grabs the back of my hair, lifting my face off the pillow. “Have you had enough yet?”

“Yes!” I whine.

He laughs and shoves my face back down, smacking my back again.

“31…” I squeak out.

He goes for another 10 rounds.

“60… please Vinnie, stop,” I say between breaths.

“Use your safe word if you want to,” he says as he smacks me again. I’ve never used our safe word but I’m close to it now.

“God! Just take the fucking vibrator off my clit, please,” I cry.

“I told you, cum again and I will,” he smacks me again.

I pull against the restraints on my wrists and let out a frustrated grunt.

“Try all you want, princess, but those are your only ways out of this - use the safe word or cum,” he smacks me again.

“Fuck…” I whine again. I close my eyes to relax and try to focus on my breathing. He smacks me yet again.

“You’re… pissing me off, j-just give me a second!” I moan.

He laughs and puts the belt down, sitting beside me. He starts running his hands down my sides again, his finger tips barely grazing my skin, causing me to tense up from the tickling sensation.

“I’m mad too, baby. You think I wanna sit here rock hard, torturing you into an orgasm while I get no relief?” He says softly, gently moving my hair from around my neck, placing it down my back. “This hurts me as much as it hurts you.”

“Doubt it,” I says quietly, closing my eyes.

He chuckles.

I grunt again. “Put it in me,” I breathe.

“Would that help?” He runs his hands down my sides again.

“Mhmm,” I say, unable to open my eyes.

He climbs back on top of me from behind and slips himself in with ease, making me moan again.

He starts thrusting, adding a new sensation go what I’m feeling, making it easier to deal with.

“Better?” He asks softly. His gentle thrusts feel like fucking magic right now.

“Yeah,” I moan.

His hands grip my sides again and I finally open my eyes, staring at the curtains over his balcony door, biting my lip and gripping the straps around my wrists to brace for what I know he’s about to do.

He lets the tension build for a moment before his fingers start skittering across my sides again, making me laugh while whole body tenses.

He increases the pressure and moves from my sides to my underarms, staying there for a while before moving to my neck as I writhe beneath him.

Unable to speak, I only let out laughs and whines. I hear him chuckle behind me, clearly getting joy out of seeing me struggle like this, completely powerless.

“God, the way you’re tensing and moving around my cock feels so fucking incredible, baby,” he moans, moving back down to my waist.

I feel a pressure starting to build in my core and my moaning whines get louder. “I’m -“ I keep laughing and then take a deep breath. “I’m gonna squirt, Vin.”

“Do it my little girl, come on,” he says, sounding almost desperate. “I want it. I want you to soak this fucking cock.”

He increases the pace and pressure of his fingers even more, making it impossible for me to hold back any longer. I feel the relief as he thrusts in and out of me, harder with every impact. I feel an actual orgasm coming on shortly after as my stomach stirs and tightens.

“Yeah, there you go,” he moans, laughing quietly.

My core pulses around him as my high hits me, causing me to let out loud whines. “I’m cumming,” I whimper, finally getting that second release I’ve been chasing.

“That’s it, I knew you could! Good fucking girl,” he continues to tickle me and thrust until my high is over, then finally pulls out, moving the vibrator from my clit.

I lay there, breathing heavy with my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded, trying to gather myself again and finally getting to completely relax. My body feels almost numb from being so overwhelmed with stimulation.

He stands and unstraps my wrists and I turn back on to my back, slowly. I can feel the heat coming off of me and my sweat making my hair stick to my face.

He looks down at me, smiling and biting his lip. “Are you okay?”

I nod. “Mhmm.”

“We’re almost done,” he says, grabbing me and pulling me to the edge of the bed. He slides back inside of me with ease and starts pumping himself again.

“Mmm fuck yes, Vinnie,” I moan. My legs are pushed against me, wrapped around his elbows as his hands rest against the bed.

I reach down and grab his wrists, looking up at him. His eyes move back and forth between his cock going in and out of my pussy and my tits bouncing.

I love seeing him focused on me like this. His brows furrowed slightly, his plump lips parted, his cheeks tinted red. Soft moans escape his lips as he takes in every inch of my body with his pretty brown eyes. I love making him feel good.

“Cum in me, Vinnie, I want it,” I moan.

His eyes meet mine and he smiles. “You want it?”

I nod eagerly and moan. “Mhmm. Please, give it to me. Make me happy, fill me up… please,” I lay my head back, still looking at him.

His moans get louder and his thrusts become uneven. I feel his warm release inside of me.

“Fuck yes, baby,” I moan lifting my head again and looking down at his cock. “That feels so good, I love getting you off.”

He finally collapses down on to me, his chest rising and falling against mine with his face buried in my neck.

“I love you,” he says softly in my ear once he catches his breath.

I smile. “I love you too, baby.”

He pulls out of me and helps me up off the bed, leading me to the bathroom. He turns the shower on and grabs 2 towels from the closest.

He checks the water to make sure it’s warm and steps in, pulling me with him. He turns to put me under the water.

“Is this comfortable?” He asks softly, brushing my hair back.

I smile and nod. “Yeah.”

He turns me away from him, still keeping me under the water and makes sure my hair is wet then grabs the shampoo.

He works it through my hair, moving his fingers against my scalp and down through my ends, being extra gentle. I can’t help but smile, feeling a surge of affection for him.

“Head back,” he says quietly, tilting my chin up. He rinses it and does the same with the conditioner, working it through my ends.

Once my hair is done, he turns me back toward him, pulling me out from under the water and grabs his loofa, pouring soap on it to make it sudsy.

I smile up at him while I watch him. He notices and kisses my forehead, smiling back at me.

“Stick your arms out, baby,” he says, lifting them and gently scrubbing me from my neck down to my feet.

Once we’re both clean, he shuts the shower off and wraps me in my towel before drying himself.

He takes me back out to the room, sitting me on his bed and grabs some clothes from the dresser. He dresses me and then himself and shuts off the lights and turns the TV on, laying down in bed with me.

I rest my head on his chest, feeling his calm heart beat lightly thudding against my cheek and interlace our fingers.

“I love you,” he kisses my forehead.

I smile. “I love you too, baby. So much.”