#you wanna guess the color of MY underwear????

[mushluv]

to busy having a brat girl summer 🫰✨

[moonshynecybin]

i think often about rosquez feminisation (when you said vale would use feminine terms of endearment 😵‍💫) so… vale who thinks he’s learning the ropes of being an alpha quite nicely and is acclimating well enough to these new dynamics (his charisma doing the bulk of the work lol) learning about mpreg and all of a sudden things are once again Not fine and he has like 5381 new kinks (tho one in particular) all involving marc fricking marquez

not about abo rosquez sorry but i was thinking. about marc’s lucky underwear. thinking about them being blue and red. thinking about vale learning about this because marc flashes him his ass after getting asked about his pre-race superstitions as he has been known to do. thinking about vale going omg haha that’s so funny. you know what else would be so funny. dropping off a couple sets of blue and red race weekend panties for marc to wear as a JOKE. frilly, lacy things. designer. expensive. just a prank. he doesn’t even leave his name on the box just has someone drop them off. and he expects marc to realize they’re from him and laugh, maybe get a little embarrassed, push the side of vale’s shoulder the way he does when vale says something that really gets him. just BUDDY stuff. but when he sees marc later he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even react. he’s happy and normal and maybe a little pink at his cheeks. but he just says hi. yammers about his late race pace. and vale thinks maybe he just didn’t get the joke, maybe he threw them away. didn’t notice. so he tries to forget about it, stop thinking about it, wait for a good moment to bring it up and REALLY make the moment land, and it never does.

but the thing is. for some reason it keeps sticking. in his brain. every race weekend— he knows exactly what marc is wearing under his clothes. blue for practice, red for races. and he can’t stop thinking, would he. would he let me tell him what to wear. is he wearing them right now? playing like a loop on his head. just the thought of marc swinging a leg over his winning (2014, i THINK !) honda with a scrap of bright red lace tucked up inside his leathers… marc’s good luck charm being chosen by VALE…. it starts being genuinely all he can think about, and he starts to realize it’s a PROBLEM when he’s behind marc for warm ups staring at his ass like UH OH…

anyways it’s all very. horny but abstract. a fantasy. lingering over panties in store windows like hm. hm. hmmmm. thinking about marc in silence. some half repressed thoughts while he’s getting himself off, how easy it would be to call marc and just. ask him what he’s wearing. keep a hand on himself when he talks… until they’re in the hall after a press conference doing terrible unfunny bits and somebody drops something… and marc bends over to pick something up… and record scratch. freeze frame. comical double take. he’s actually fucking wearing them.

[the-pessimists-paradigm]

[softodettes]

every time i listen to Guess by Charli xcx i think about Ridoc in The Underpants Heist

[navysealt4t]

charli xcx get out of my brain

[sceletaflores]

charli xcx i know you wrote this about patrick zweig don’t even play with me rn

[haemosexuality]

at the ashnikko show when we were all waiting for her to get on stage they were playing random songs on the speaks and they were like. no one knew any of those songs. except for when they played guess and EVERYONE started cheering and singing

[venusiers]

this song is- IM DYING

[tuffluff7]

This song is one i will recite at my friends for the rest of time. it is a modern classic. Not sure how charlina cooked so successfuly

[nahpkmp]

TW kinda suggestive??

You wanna guess the color of my underwear

You wanna know what I got goin' on down there

Is it pretty in pink or all see-through?

Is it showin' off my brand new lower-back tattoo?

[cursingtoji]

cw: band au, rockstar!geto x groupie!gf, slight manipulation?, car sex, oral. a/n: geto deserves a loser gf too. gojo version nanami version

geto who has a rock band and though they’re quite small they already have a #1 fan: you.

the band is all you talk about, going to the point of making your own shirts and posters, you doodle the bands logo everywhere and, most importantly you don't miss a single concert.

by the end of it you're waiting next to the back door of the pub when the band comes out, as soon as you see suguru you call his name extending your little gift bag.

"woah for me? thanks, doll." he takes your chin and gives your glossy lips a peck that makes your heartbeat spike up and your face warm up. geto fucking suguru just kissed you!

during all that week you were on cloud nine, so distracted and giggly.

of course geto notices you, always in the front row and ready to give the band some gifts, he sees how you try to dress up as one of them before they even realize they have a visual identity.

geto likes having fangirls, if anything that’s the best sign that the band is doing well. till that point he never considered engaging to one in a more intimate level. after all, women were never a problem for him, fans or not.

the problem is when they think more of the relationship than it really is. geto has always made sure they knew that sleeping together and treating them well was not synonymous to committed relationship.

because he already is committed. to his music. so after spending the whole day trying to come up with a new song so the band may finally have a complete album to present to a record, he takes a frustrated break picking up his phone and to his dismay only finding a long message about how he hurt someone’s feelings.

“oh for fucks sake” he lets his phone fall on the couch and take his keys, this is not a good week to quit smoking.

“geto?” he hears a small voice calling him after he leaves the convenience store with a very much needed cigarette on his lips and nicotine in his system.

“oh hey” he recognizes you by name and face.

“you’re using the lighter” you point out enthusiastically, that was a limited edition you bought and gifted him.

“that’s right, you bought me this, did i say thank you?” he’s genuinely wondering, your face heats remembering the kiss.

“i-its no big deal” you brush it off, since he doesn’t seem to be in a rush you start to babble about one specific song and everything you loved about it, knowing he was the composer.

“do wanna go to my place?” he says after quietly listening to your passionate thoughts. you think steam is about to come out of your ears at how hot your face got.

geto throws away what’s left of his cigarette and takes your hand, not really waiting for a response since the heart in your eyes is pretty obvious.

“you’re so cute” he says with his face mushed into your breasts as he guides your movements on his lap. you never guessed when you came out this morning you would be riding your favorite guitarist’s dick a few hours later, if you knew you probably would’ve put a sexier lingerie. not that he would care, by the way he pushed your bottoms down all at once he probably didn’t even know what color your underwear was.

geto pulled your hair tilting your head to meet his mouth, he devoured you so intensely, so overwhelming… you came not even needing your clit to be touched, just by having him inside you and breathing into your mouth like that was enough.

for suguru it was all a power trip, when he saw you after a concert he knew it wouldn’t take you much sweet talking to get you in his car.

he quickly mumbled an excuse to meet the band at the bar later and in just a few minutes he had you bobbing your head down his cock, “just like that, gorgeous, so good” his head is thrown back as he moans softly.

and as the band grew more popular and they had to travel to other cities to perform he would always count on you to meet him at his hotel room.

“geto~” you mewl his name as he eats your pussy from behind so lewdly.

from the very first time you knew it was over for every other guy the moment he touched you. no matter what anyone said about geto, that he was using you, he would never marry you, you didn’t care. you would be his devotee as long as he wanted.

and geto got all he wanted, a pretty little thing that didn’t complain or asked too many questions and best of all: that loved his music and understood his work.

“i know, you have to practice” you kiss him one last time before gathering your clothing from the floor, the hints of him not wanting to stay over were all memorized at this point, so you turn your back at him and make your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

but the usual sound of the door opening and closing never came, instead you saw him coming from behind to lace strong arms around your waist, “well maybe just tonight” he smells your hair and through the mirror he sees the tattoo bellow your belly button, just above the hem of your underwear. your prof of love: the logo of the band.

geto touches it and you giggle at the feathery feeling, like a tickle, he likes that sound. he likes you.

“i was thinking you should get another, right here” a finger caress your right ass cheek.

“the same one?” you ask confused.

“no, silly, something else” he gets down hands caressing your hips and kissing the extension of your butt, “my name.”

[hyunjinx42]

guess.

“You wanna guess the color of my underwear? You wanna know what I’ve got going on down there?” -charlie xcx

warnings (lmk if I missed any): fem!reader x gymrat!bangchan, slight perv!reader, suggestive content

♡ ╰── ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ──╯♡

“Channie, I can see your underwear,” you giggle as Chan bends over for his deadlift. 

He immediately stands back up, scowling. His ears and neck flushing red, he pulls the waistband of his shorts up and tucks his tank top into them.

“Why are you behind me anyways?” He whines in a small voice, earning a cackle from you.

Tucking your arms around your knees as you watch him bend back down to pickup the barbell, his shorts tight on his ass and thighs, you smirk to yourself.

“The view is just better back here,” you murmur innocently as he stands to his full height, biceps straining with the effort of holding the 120kg weight.

“That’s it,” Chan shakes his head, dropping the barbell. 

You giggle again as he shoos you off of the weight lifting bench over in front of them.

“You know, they really shouldn’t refer to the ass as a gluteus maximus for everyone. They should just call it a gluteus for us normal people and reserve the maximus part for you and Kim Kardashian,” you chirp, sitting down off to his left side.

“You know, you’re the worst spotter. I only asked you here to make sure my posture was good, not to check me out,” he grumbles, his face glowing pink, as he picks up the  barbell.

“What? I’m just hyping you up. And black Calvin Klein boxers? You have good taste,” you flash a smile at him.

“Oh my GOD,” he scoffs, dropping the barbell again and covering his face.

You double over laughing, clapping your hands, and when you sit up, he’s kneeling next to you, his eyebrows raised. You immediately blush, your eyes going wide, and darting from his broad shoulders, down his body, and back to his face.  

“I really need to get through this set. You’re gonna spot me properly, yeah?” He emphasizes, offering a dimpled grin.

“Uh-y-yeah,” you stutter, immediately wanting to hit yourself. “I mean…right,” you purr cheekily, raising an eyebrow back. 

He snorts, and he’s back up again, heading over to the barbell, stretching his arms

“And Chan?” You call.

“Yeah?” He asks, blissfully unaware. 

You grin. “Your shorts are too loose.”

He sighs, tugging his waistband up once again.

part 2 coming soon

[tan1shere]

Bite It Lick it Spit It

Billie Eilish x female reader

A/n: I don't think I need to say anything here lovelies, enjoy !!

Summary: Billie is excited to show you this new song shes featured in, reciting her lyrics to you. Until she's recreating them on you.

Warnings: smut, mdni ! Spit ?? Eating out, strap usage, orgasm denial, squirting !! Think that's it <3

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"Babyyy."

You hear your girlfriend say, coming into the bedroom you both shared. She had her phone in hand, obviously about to show you something.

"Everything alright?" You ask setting your book down. It was currently 7 pm, she had been in the small studio downstairs. Working away on something. "More than alright. I want to show you what I have so far on this remix I'm doing." You smile at her as she sits beside you on the bed, excited to hear this. You always loved listening to the songs she'd make or was in. And you were so incredibly proud that this was going to be with another big star.

'Don’t have to guess the color of your underwear

Already know what you’ve got goin’ on down there'

She chants and you smile just enjoying listening to the lyrics.

'It’s that lacy black pair with the little bows'

That reminds you of a pair you own.

Wait...

'The ones I picked out for you in Tokyo'

Now she has your full attention. Sure you were listening to the lyrics beforehand, but now you're really listening. Her eyes were still on her phone, reading off the lyrics. Until her eyes met yours.

'I saw them when you sat down, they were peekin’ out'

Did she really write this about you? You had a pair of underwear exactly like the one she's talking about, you wore them alot actually. They were your favorite. Especially when she mentioned Tokyo. That was incredibly specific as that's where the pair was from. She had bought them for you as a gift when you traveled there for your birthday last year. Both yours and Billies eyes lock onto one another's. But she didn't stop there, keeping that eye contact alive.

'I'm gonna tell you right now, they're all I'm thinkin' about'

"True." She then whispers. Your brows furrow, feeling nervous at the insanity of this moment. Her eyes bore into your own, making you shift a little bit. Your eyes avert her lustful ones.

'I wanna try it, bite it, lick it, spit it. Pull it to the side and get all up in it'

You hadn't even realized she sat her phone down on her bedside table, and was inching closer to your body. "You wanna guess who that song is about." She speaks softly into your ear. You gulp, her voice delicate. Holding such filth at the same time. You don't answer for a second, trying to gain your composure. "Me....?" You question. She only smirks and let's out a small hum. Her body moves to hover over your own, instantly leaning down to kiss you. "I saw a photo of you on my phone from a year ago today. And that's what inspired me." She mumbles against the skin of your neck, as her kisses move all over the place. "Your crossed legs, in that skirt." You swallow thickly. Remembering that photo. You had your arms up in the air, sitting on a random beautiful fountain.

"That's why I mentioned how the straps were peaking out.. those baby pink bows." She bites down on your neck, making a gasp escape your lips. Your eyes shut in instinct as she continues on. "'Kiss it, bite it, can I fit it?'" The only thing you manage to get out was. "Fuck me."

She glady took that offer. Making her way down your body, getting to her destination. She pulls the pair to the side. "Wish it was the black ones." She trails off, slowly revealing your wet, sticky folds to her. Her eyes becoming drowsy, full of desire for you. She bit her lips slightly, grabbing the underwear by the top. And pulling them down, off your body, discarding them somewhere. Her favorite thing, on display for her. She had to admire for a little bit. But that just made you grow impatient. "Billie-" "shhh." She says, as her finger comes close to your puffy heat. She then quickly licks a small stripe up the middle, before she pulls back contemplating.

She spits directly onto your cunt, letting it slide down slightly. The big bit of saliva staying there for a second, before her face is directly infront of it. Her tongue sticks out and straight into your weeping, aching hole. Pushing the spit inside you. She pulls back to look at the mixture of wetness. And she did both. She managed to get you that wet. It was her spit now deep inside you. God she was proud at the thought. However she wasn't even done with penetrating your pussy. Her face is back in its original spot. Her lips make contact with your own, sending your head back into the pillows. Your hands eventually move to her silky hair, gripping as she speeds up her pace, her tongue entering you also.

It all felt amazing, when she does something unexpected. Her teeth sink into the lip of your pussy, biting and sucking all at once. It felt incredible. Why hadn't she done that sooner. "Bil.." You breathe, moaning on and off. "Feels so, good." You blab, still having your eyes shut. Feeling her lips move into her famous smirk, knowing that boosted her ego entirely. Your high was approaching and fast.

"Nooo." You then huff. Feeling her tongue move from you. Looking down at your fucked out body. Her smirk is ofcourse still visible at your little frustrated pout. "You're so annoying." You breathe, sinking into the sheets again.

"You won't be saying that in a second." Your head shot up again to look at her, but as soon as you do that a loud moan is being ripped out of you. How the hell did this woman put her strap on so quickly. She really wasn't kidding when she said 'in a second.' Impressive. A little hot in a way. Your mind turns into mush though, almost her whole length inside of you. "Had to get you worked open babe, yet you're still so tight." Another moan was to be heard, letting your eyes flutter close again, back instantly arching. Only thing visible in your brain are the lyrics to that song, and how she's recreating them all. "Guess I can fit it huh?" She then says, coming close to your face. "Speak." She orders you like a dog, when you don't respond.

"Y-yes.. feel so full." Her smirk returns to her face, picking up the speed. "Good. Just how it should." You let out another gasp again, feeling her thumb playing with your clit. This makes her chuckle, maliciously. She continues to fuck you relentlessly, beginning to let her hands roam over your skin, she pushes the baggy t-shirt you were wearing up, exposing your tits. They move in time with her thrusts. Her mind overflows with every disgusting but amazing fantasy. Your breath hitches as you feel cool metal on your breasts, looking to see her hands kneading them. How well they fit in her hands as she squished.

As her fingers move while doing so, you feel that same cold metal on your nipple making a shakey, content sigh leave you. It eventually turning into a moan as she squeezes again. She comes down to your face, your eyes were closed. "Look at me." She speaks, grabbing your jaw. You immediately open your eyes looking at her dark ones, which was always such a shock as they are so bright. Her face inches down towards your ear, she gives it a soft kiss before she's whispering. "Wanna make you squirt." Your eyes widen tremendously. If you weren't flustered before you really are now.

As you go to respond it was cut short, her thumb resumed on your clit, her thrusts are deeper, her ring covered fingers gripping your jaw. Her lips on your neck only adding to that, as she used the fuck out of you. You feel it coming, that tight knot. But you didn't have to say a word. She knew. She could feel it. It getting slightly harder for her at the way you're tightening, but that was a challenge she wanted to conquer. Obviously succeeding, she hits that gummy spot inside you, sending your mouth to fly open. "B-bil-" Yet another gasp was being pulled from you, it being loud in her ear as she continues to fuck the shit out of you.

Her pace never falters. Her thumb even speeding up as she sucks and bites your neck. You wanted to tell her you were close, as if she didn't already know. Your hands make their way to her arms, gripping as it's coming faster. "Fuck!" You screech out, you couldn't hold it any longer releasing within an instant, feeling her smirk into your neck. "And boom." She says into your ear, her voice husky. You hadn't even noticed it, but she actually did make you squirt. Your fucked out expression gives billie all she needs to know.

"Guess I'm just, that. good."

[worldlxvlys]

hey queennn

I have a fic idea

DWB Chris

He’s out ona. Deal for a while bc his customer was being difficult and he’s pissed and you are waiting home for him in lingerie in surprise to calm his nerves

SMUT OBVI

overstimulation w heavy dom Chris 😛😛

break it in

dealer w/ benefits! chris x reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, unprotected sex, cream pie, overstimulation, cursing, oral (fem receiving), masturbation, fingering, squirting

a/n -> for my love @hearts4chriss <33

i let out a heavy sigh as i stared at the lavender set of lingerie that decorated my body.

the fabric was practically transparent, my hardened nipples pressing against it.

this was the fourth set that i had tried on, the other three sprawled out on my bed.

chris was taking a little bit longer than i expected, so i decided to try on some of the new sets i purchased while i was out today.

knowing he would probably come home stressed from dealing all day, i wanted to help him destress from the day.

and while i loved every set, i wasn’t sure which one to wear.

i let my gaze travel to my bed, staring intently at the other three sets that laid on it, trying to make a decision.

before i knew it, i was in my own world, imagining what he’d do to me in each one.

suddenly, a cold pair of hands wrapped around my waist, “new set?”

immediately, i snapped out of it, becoming reoriented to my surroundings. the second i heard his voice, i immediately relaxed into his touch.

“yeah, well a few new ones” i spoke as i nodded towards the other sets.

“i love it” he whispered, his lips brushing against my skin.

“i love you” i told him, craning my neck to look at him.

he pressed his lips against mine, leaving a sweet kiss to my lips, “i love you too baby”

he began to leave kisses along my neck, nudging the skin with his nose.

i tilted my head to the side, accepting the kisses while i stared at our reflections in the mirror.

his fingers ran along the skin of my stomach, stopping every now and then to play with the bottom of the bra, then resuming their movements.

the feeling of his cold hands pressed against my hot skin sent shivers down my spine, a trail of goosebumps following them.

he used the grip he had on my waist to pull me into him, his hard dick pressing against my thigh.

“chris” i sighed out as i pushed my hips back onto his, grinding against his crotch.

“which one is your favorite? wanna fuck you in it” he whispered into my ear.

“shit- i don’t know, i can’t decide” i spoke, head falling forward as the fabric of his sweatpants rubbed against the thin panties.

“no? guess i’ll just fuck you in all of them then” he spoke, pulling away to take off his shirt.

my eyes widened at the statement, thighs clenching together at the thought of it.

“all of them?”

“if you model them for me, i’ll do whatever you want to help you… break them in.”

i turned around to face him, reaching into his pocket to grab his phone.

“you know, usually…” i held the phone out to him, “modeling involves pictures”

his eyes lit up at that, eagerly grabbing the phone from my hand.

i pulled away from him, crawling onto the bed.

i laid down on my stomach, legs crossing in the air while i stared at the camera.

i poked my ass in the air slightly, while i clenched the sheets between my fingers.

“is this good?” i asked him, watching as his mouth hung open while he held the phone up.

“fuck yeah, you look so good” he spoke as he stared at me through his phone screen.

after a few clicks of the camera, he placed his phone down on the bed.

“don’t move” he spoke as he pulled down his pants and boxers.

once he kicked the clothes to the side, he came closer to me, his hands immediately finding their way to my ass.

“what do you want me to do, baby?”

“fuck me like this”

“was hoping you’d say that” he spoke as he moved my underwear to the side.

“god, this color looks perfect on you” he whispered as he pulled on the lavender fabric.

he lined himself up with my entrance, pushing his cock into me without warning.

i let out a moan at his harsh thrusts, each movement making my body jerk further into the bed.

he used the grip he had on my panties as leverage, the light material bunching up between his fingers.

“god, chris! feels so good” i moaned as his dick slid in and out of me effortlessly.

he was a perfect fit inside of my tight hole, my walls holding his cock in a firm hug inside of me.

“always take me so fucking well, my perfect girl, made just for me” he groaned as his hips slapped against mine.

“this what you had in mind when you put that lingerie on?” he asked as he pulled my hand behind my back, using them to hold onto while he pounded into me from behind.

“or do you need me to fuck you harder?” he asked, whispering into my ear.

“fuck- i” i took a deep breath, willing my brain to calm down so i could form the words i wanted, “harder, please” i cried out.

granting my wish, he let go of my hands in order to wrap his arm around my neck, effectively choking me while his chest pressed flush to my back.

i could barely speak as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, face scrunching up in pleasure.

he took the skin of my shoulder between his teeth, lightly biting it as he continued to groan against the skin.

he gripped my jaw harshly, moving my face to look at him, “you like this one?” he asked as he toyed with the strap of my bra that had begun to fall down my arm.

i nodded my head furiously, not being able to get any noise out of my mouth other than loud moans.

“me too, baby. something about you in this color drives me crazy” he mumbled.

“you gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?” he asked as i clenched around him, hands fisting at the bed sheets.

“yes, chris ! yes, i’m so so close” i whined out, the slightest bit of drool dribbling down the corner of my mouth.

he reached under my body, his fingers expertly rubbing my clit.

“cum with me, baby” he groaned into my ear, hips stuttering.

i reached behind me, needing something to hold onto while my body was overtaken with pleasure. catching on, he laced our fingers together while my juices leaked out of me and onto his cock.

“oh my god” he groaned at the feeling, holding me close while he shot thick ropes of cum inside of me.

“fuck, fuck, fuck” he whispered as his legs shook, more and more cum spilling out of him.

i was a moaning mess under him, eyes rolled so far into the back of my head i could barely see.

he pulled out slowly after thrusting a few more times, watching as our pleasure slipped out of my abused hole.

i turned onto my back so i could look up at him, but he couldn’t seem to look away from the mess we made.

the mixture of our juices was smeared against my glistening thighs, and my panties were completely saturated.

he quickly pulled them off of me, letting out a groan at the site of my pleasure-covered pussy.

“play with yourself” he spoke from above me, taking me by surprise.

“i- what? chris, i’m too sensitive”

he left a smack to my clit, making my hips jerk up at the feeling.

“play” smack. “with” smack. “yourself” smack. i let out a whine with each sting to my sensitivity, quickly listening to him.

i let out a breathless “fuck" as i slowly rubbed my pussy, mouth hanging open slightly.

he moved my hand to my clit, pushing it further into the bundle of nerves.

“chris, oh my-” i cried out as i toyed with my puffy clit.

“faster” he rasped, watching my body jolt and squirm with every movement.

i sped up my movements, thighs automatically clamping shut around my hand.

i wasn’t even sure when he picked up his phone, but the sound of the camera click filled the room soon after.

“open up, pretty girl” he spoke, gesturing to my legs that stayed shut as i assaulted my own clit.

i followed his instructions, pushing my shaky legs open, exposing my drenched pussy to the camera.

after a few more clicks, he threw the phone to the side.

he hooked his hands around my thighs before pulling my body towards him.

i could barely even register what was happening before my own hand was replaced with his.

he placed one hand on my stomach, the other pushing a finger into my entrance.

“c-chris!” i shuddered as he plunged his finger in and out of my slick walls.

my hands immediately found his back, my nails scratching the skin while my back arched off of the bed.

i was already close from the stimulation to my clit, but he didn’t seem to have any intentions of stopping any time soon.

“fuck, chris. it’s so- holy fuck” i babbled, not even able to finish a sentence.

“not stopping until you’re covered in cum” he groaned, his fingers inside of me producing a loud squelching noise.

“chris, i don’t-” i spoke, grabbing his arm. “take it” he said, swatting my hand away.

every time i reached for his arm to slow him down, he’d speed his fingers up.

“use your words” he spoke.

my body shook roughly under him, my eyes crossing as my head flew back.

my hands flew around, searching desperately for something to hold onto.

my hips rose off of the bed, thighs flying shut.

deciding he had enough of my squirming, he held my thighs apart with a firm grip, pushing his face between them.

“fuck! chris, i’m gonna-” the feeling of his warm tongue against my heat pushed me over the edge.

he opened his mouth wide, scooping up every drop of my release with his tongue, lapping it up like his life depended on it.

“need more” he groaned against my cunt, making sure no part of my pussy was left untouched.

“c-chris, ok!” i giggled, quickly cutting myself off with a moan as he moved his tongue against me feverishly.

he hooked my legs over his shoulders as he ate me out like a man starved.

his eyes rolled into the back of his head as his tongue darted in every direction it could.

he moaned and groaned against me, his fingers digging deep into the skin of my shaking thighs.

he clamped his mouth around my clit, sucking the life out of it.

all i could do was let out a strangled moan as he pushed me closer and closer to another orgasm.

“chris-” i was barely able to warn him before my body tensed, my orgasm hitting me suddenly.

one second i was screaming out, and the next chris’s face was dripping wet.

my eyes widened at the sight, but chris’s face turned into a grin.

he licked his lips excitedly, before leaving a few kisses to my thighs.

my eyelids grew heavy, and a sudden wave of sleepiness came over me.

“you tired, baby?” he asked, his lips continuing to dance across my skin.

i nodded lightly, eyes falling shut. “i got you, my love” he whispered to me.

the last thing i felt before falling asleep was a light kiss to my cheek.

💋💋💋💋

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[brokenmenswhore]

idk if this is crazy but poly!maruraders x reader where r is blindfolded and she has to guess which of her bfs is fucking her

😃😃🥲🥲😞😞

oh it’s crazy but OH did you come to the right place for that

guess | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader (james, remus, and sirius)

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+)

a/n: you wanna guess the color of my underwear you wanna know what i got goin on down there

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“You just tell us if anything becomes too much, alright?” James said, tying the silk fabric behind your head tight enough that it fully enveloped your eyes in darkness.

“Okay,” you said.

Remus bent forward in front of you, and you could feel his presence, but you weren’t sure exactly where he was.

“Can you see me?” he asked.

You nodded your head no. “Can’t see a thing.”

“Perfect,” Remus smiled, and you could hear the satisfaction in his voice, even if you couldn’t see him, “now remember the rules. If you guess who’s fucking you correctly, you get to come. Now, Sirius,” Remus turned toward his friend, “start it.”

Sirius lowered the needle onto the outer edge of the record, allowing the music to fill your ears to further deafen your senses.

You made yourself comfortable on the bed, laying back against the pillows as you breathed heavy in anticipation.

One of your boyfriends began to softly run his hands up your legs, stopping when he got to the tops of your thighs. They all wore gloves to eliminate the possibility of you recognizing their touch, and the cloth felt soothing against your skin.

You felt the bed dip between your legs as he wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding them open as he placed kisses on top of your folds.

You shuddered, instinctively trying to grab at his hair, but your unoccupied boyfriends held an arm each to ensure you wouldn’t get lost in the pleasure and slip up. If you could feel their hair, you would be able to tell exactly who it was.

He parted your folds with his tongue, gently circling your clit as you shifted your hips to silently beg for more.

The boy between your legs moved an arm to hold down your stomach as he picked up the pace, flicking your bud and sucking at your clit quickly.

“Fuck,” you sighed, lips parting as you couldn’t help but moan.

Just as he began to get you worked up, he slowed down again, intentionally throwing you off with his pacing so as not to give away which boyfriend of yours he was. They all had their specific techniques, and he didn’t want to risk giving himself away.

You were unable to move your hips underneath is tight grip, so you just whined in anticipation. Each time he quickened his pace, you began to whimper and moan as you got closer and closer to your climax, and right when the coil in your lower stomach began to tighten, he slowed back down and left you wet and needy again.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, signaling you to take your guess if you wanted to come.

One of your boyfriends stayed between your legs, tasting you excruciatingly slowly. You tried to rack your brain for how you felt, and which one of them could make you feel like this.

You figured it wasn’t James- he could hold you down much harder, and his eating out technique was not something he could easily hide. With respect to your other boyfriends, if this was James, you’d have come already.

It was a genuine 50/50 guess between Remus and Sirius.

“I- fuck, Remus?” you guessed.

The boy between your legs disconnected his lips from you, and you felt him leave the bed, your body shivering from the sudden cold air on your core.

“Not me, baby,” Remus said from next to you, dropping your wrists, “better luck next time.”

You wiggled your hips and pouted, “come on, this is no fair.”

“What’s no fair is you don’t appreciate the head I give you,” James chuckled.

You furrowed your brows in confusion, but it wasn’t like they could see it much. “That was you?” you asked.

“Mhm. You taste sweet today, baby.”

“But- but you-“

“Couldn’t give you the same head I always do, now could I? This game would be no fun,” James whispered, leaning down next to your ear and placing a kiss on your cheek.

James stood up, and you heard faint, distant whispering, but you couldn’t make out what anyone was saying.

You obnoxiously cleared your throat to remind the three boys that you were ready and waiting and anxious to come.

“Alright, angel, you want more?” James teased, and you nodded your head furiously as you felt one of the boys spread your legs open and settle down on the bed between them.

They all fell silent again, intent on not giving away who was about to fuck you.

The boy between your legs leaned over you, and you felt the bed dip next to your head where he placed his arm for leverage. He lined the tip of his cock up with your entrance, pushing only a little in before pulling back out and watching in amusement as you moaned in anticipation.

“Please,” you nearly whispered.

He so desperately wanted to make you suffer, wanted to taunt you, wanted to make you ask for what you wanted- but he couldn’t speak or you would immediately know who it was.

Instead, he just pushed the tip in again, stilling for a brief moment before pulling back out.

You writhed beneath him, nearly crying from need as you clenched around air.

The boy took pity on you, slamming his entire length into you and immediately fucking in and out of you. He knew that if he stilled his entire length inside of you, you may be able to identify him.

He wanted to take it slow and torture you, but he had to move fast enough that it wasn’t obvious who he was. Your three boyfriends were all different, and your body adjusted and reacted differently to each of them.

Your back arched as he continued to fuck into you, moans freely slipping from your lips as your body squeezed his cock in appreciation for the stimulation.

You tried not to lose yourself in the pleasure, but you were desperate to come. You knew the trouble you would be in if you did so without guessing correctly who was fucking you, so you tried your best to focus on figuring it out.

Each thrust of his hips hit your cervix, and though he was rough, he wasn’t fucking you so ridiculously hard that he had to put in any extra effort to hit your sweet spot. He could without trying.

Your thoughts went cloudy as he pounded into you harder, losing his self control as he fucked into you faster and faster. He was close to losing this game for you.

He wrapped his arm around your back, his gloved hand gripping your hip as he snapped his hips into you, the new lifted position causing him to bump your clit with each thrust.

You threw your head back as he became selfish, nearly forgetting about maintaining anonymity.

You felt the tap on your shoulder, and you couldn’t bring yourself to think about it. You said what felt right.

“S- Sirius,” you moaned.

Sirius leaned down, allowing his hair to fall in front of his face as he whispered in your ear, “good girl.”

The praise sent you over the edge, as did the confirmation that you had guessed correctly. You came hard, squeezing Sirius’s cock as your thighs shook around him.

He continued to fuck you through your high, chasing his own as you cried out at the overstimulation.

He groaned on your ear, leaning over you as he held your hips against his. With a final few harsh snaps of his hips, he came inside of you, moaning so low that only you could hear. The noises were meant for you and only you.

Sirius caught his breathing before guiding his cock out of you and gently placing your hips back down onto the mattress.

Remus, from beside you, untied your blindfold and removed it from your face. You blinked as your eyes adjusted to the unfamiliarity of the light.

“You have fun?” James teased.

“Mhm,” you vocalized, stretching your body out before leaning onto your side, “it was hot, but Remmy didn’t get a turn.”

Remus giggled at your pouting, “you rest for a little, and then I’ll take my turn, hm?”

You smiled as he placed a kiss on your nose, whispering, “except you’ll know it’s me, everyone will when they hear you.”

You playfully gasped as he smiled at you, standing tall and holding his hand out to you. “Let’s get you cleaned up before that though, yeah?”

[xoluvx]

lick it, spit it; b.eilish

part one 💚

“I can’t believe you did that,” you exclaimed as you walked through the door. It’d been the longest, most sweat inducing, thought provoking day. “Give me back my underwear,” you patted her pockets trying to feel for them. They were tucked in her front pocket creating a small bulge.

“Oh somebody’s excited,” you teased slipping your hand in her pocket fisting the underwear making sure your fingers brushed her pussy at the same time. Billie bit her lip and her eyes widened as she looked at you with a warning look.

“You little-“ she reached into her pocket grabbing your wrist. You gasped softly looking up at her. Batting your lashes, your mouth hung open as your breathing grew heavier.

Billie cupped your hand. She moved it directly over her pussy still in the pocket of her baggy jeans.

"You wanna guess the color of my underwear?" Billie pressed herself on your body reciting the lyrics that were now engraved in your brain for all eternity. She moved your hand in a rotating motion and groaned when you cupped a little too aggressively. Payback.

"Don't have to guess," you replied hastily unbuckling her belt. Billie smirked as you fumbled with her jeans. They pooled around her ankles and you shook your head looking at the three pairs of boxers she was wearing.

"You are something else," you whispered digging your hand into the first pair, tugging at them. Wrapping your arm around her neck, your lips ghosted on hers as you pulled on the fabric bringing them sloppily down to her thigh.

Billie grabbed your hips pulling you closer, her tongue brushed against your bottom lip. You opened your mouth inviting her in. Your tongues swirled as she unbuttoned your jeans, but you stopped her suddenly, holding her wrist.

"Bed," you mumbled pressing your forehead on hers. Your finger hooked on the band of her boxers and released it with a snap knowing this would rile her up even more.

Billie snarled and pointed at you as you held your jeans walking backwards before running to the room. She chased after you. The door slammed opened hitting the wall as she almost tripped on your jeans.

She nearly creamed when she looked up and saw you already on the bed, legs open for her. She held her hand up to her mouth wiping the corners.

"Take it off," you demanded pointing at her shirt as she approached you. She did as she was told. You hummed when you saw the lacy black bra that left very little to the imagination. It contrasted with the layers of boxers. So frilly and girly. Her breasts filled it so perfectly and her nipples peeked through the transparent fabric making your pussy twinge in delight.

You inhaled fisting the sheets as she peeled each layer of fabric covering the bottom half of her body.

One off and she was stepping closer. Second off and you were pulling your shirt off. Last one and you moaned at the sight of her matching thong. That little minx.

"Did you guess correctly?" she teased noticing your reaction. Her eyes were already fucking you as she kneeled, crawling towards you. You eyes never left hers as you shook your head, speechless. She was still full of surprises and you lived for the rush.

You observed the way her back arched as she made her way towards you. You opened your legs wider, lifting your back higher not wanting to lose sight of her. Billie's cocky grin never falter. Not until she was between your legs and her tongue peeked through her teeth.

She was messy and desperate. Flashbacks of what'd happened on set flooded her mind. You had unfinished business.

She held your legs open diving into your pussy licking every inch. Her tongue slapped and slurped rotating on your clit. She groaned when she felt you throb on her tongue. Her fingers ran between your folds rubbing your sensitive clit before gathering your built up. Hours and hours of built up.

“Look at that,” she muttered pulling her fingers back, your wetness sticking to them. She lifted her fingers to her mouth angling her head, letting it drip on her tongue before sucking on her fingers.

You breathed heavily, watching her take pleasure in your mess while depriving you of touch. Her eyes were closed, lost in the taste of your arousal on her fingertips.

“Baby,” you croaked. Billie turned to look at you, her fingers still in her mouth.

"Please," you whispered lifting your hips urging her to come back.

She opened your legs wide again, her fingers prying your pussy open. It glistened and throbbed. You watched as she hovered over it, her lips pursing before opening slowly revealing a web of saliva. It dripped on your cunt. You whined as she held you open, clenching as the cool substance made contact with your pulsating core.

Billie pressed her tongue on your clit before lowering to the base of your pussy. She licked long and hard spreading her saliva like she was marking her territory. You were a slippery mess as her tongue moved, lips cupping around and sucking on your clit. She still held your lips open licking every inch of your sensitive cunt. Moaning each time she heard how wet you were. All for her.

Then her hand replaced her tongue and she moved it in circles before gently tapping your pussy. The slapping mixed with your pornographic moans and she pushed two fingers in your entrance finding your g spot almost instantly. She had your body memorized and initialed with little hearts and ribbons.

“Fuck-k,” you tossed your head back feeling your eyes swell with tears. You were lifting your chest from the bed wanting more. Needing more. Her tongue matched the movements of her fingers. You weakly grabbed her head and she hooked one arm around the front of your thigh pulling you closer burying her face and fingers deeper in your pussy.

She'd eat you alive if she could at any time and any place and you'd just melt right on her. Drip down her chin shamelessly. Everywhere.

Billie's fingers slowed, she hummed on your pussy licking your clit side to side. She brought your legs down and you winced as they tried getting used to this new position. With her fingers still in your pussy, she hovered over your body finding your lips. You kissed tenderly so unlike the dirty works of her tongue.

"Mm, why'd you stop?" you mumbled when her fingers left your pussy. They dug into your hip pushing you down on the mattress as she moved her hips on yours. That shut you up. The contact was blinding and deafening as her lacy underwear rubbed on your sensitive pussy. She held your chin forcing you to maintain eye contact as her pace increased, the friction overwhelming.

Your hands ran under her thong twisting until the fabric was intertwined with your fingers. You tugged each time she made your pussy twinge. Billie's fingers wrapped around your neck applying a comfortable pressure still grinding her hips.

The familiar heat was radiating through your body, you could cum at any second. You shut your eyes ready to feel your body drown in your sweet release, but Billie pulled away. Your finger untangling from her underwear. They throbbed in the places where her thong cut your circulation and your clit trembled from her absence.

"Face down," she instructed standing at the side of the bed. But how could you look away when she was reaching behind her back unhooking her bra? Her breasts broke free and you moaned faintly biting your bottom lip. Her nipples were calling your name. You wanted to touch, bite, lick, suck-

"Face. Down." Billie commanded holding your jaw directing your gaze to her serious face. Her breasts brushed against your skin briefly and you shivered stifling another moan. Nodding, you turned as she let you go. Her hand tapped your ass playfully when you turned before disappearing for a few seconds.

You turned your head to the side when you felt the mattress dip. Her thighs brushed against yours as she planted herself on top of you. She tapped your ass with her strap and you inhaled sharply bracing yourself for what was to come.

“Can I fit it?” Her voice sultry as she pushed her body down on your thighs, finger running between your folds. You were still soaked. You heard her groan as she opened your thighs. She held the fake cock slapping it on your ass again before it slid between your folds so gloriously, but painfully slow. You curled your toes lifting your legs against her back.

She held your hips as you tried to raise your ass. She watched the way the cock disappeared inside your pussy and her hand came crashing down on your ass.

You gasped reaching above your head to fist the sheets as she moved steadily slamming up against your skin. She placed a hand under your torso arching your back so your ass was in the air, but your chest was still firmly pressed on the bed.

"Fuck," you cursed pulling on the sheets, biting down on the fabric stifling your loud moans as Billie rammed into you. Soon you were pushing yourself back meeting her thrusts. The fake cock hitting your cervix so deliciously you felt your legs shake and your clit throb with each stroke.

Billie leaned down pressing herself flush on your body. She rotated her hips on your ass, cock pressing on your g spot.

"I need to cum," you cried out reaching around to grab her head. She buried her face in your neck sinking her teeth in your skin as you fisted her hair. You were still pushing back on her cock wanting to feel her as deep as possible. She ground her hips against your ass. Skin slapping. Breathes mingling. Moaning in unison.

You felt so full, you were seeing stars. Your legs were shaking, your heart was racing, your moans were growing louder.

Then her arm curled around your torso, hand slithering between your legs, finger finding your clit. She circled your sensitive bud as she slammed her hips against your thighs thrusting rapidly. You were dripping on her cock, clenching your thighs, trapping her hand between your legs. But she was still mercilessly circling your clit until your knees gave out and fell on the bed.

Your pussy clenched around the silicone cock. Your legs quivering as shock waves shot through your body. Your lips were parted, but you were quiet. The only sounds came from your heavy breathing as you tried composing yourself after that mind blowing orgasm. But your eyelids felt heavy, sweat coated your skin, and Billie was still buried in your cunt.

“Oh my-“ your voice was weak and hollow as she pulled out.

You felt Billie's lips on the back of your thigh. They peppered kisses on your skin so tenderly and softly. Her tongue ran up your thigh and you moaned blissfully burying your face in the sheets as her fingers wrapped around your waist tracing up the sides of your body. Her lips followed the natural curves of your body.

“Sit on my face,” she whispered in your ear unhooking your bra. The constricting straps snapped as her lips kissed your cheek. You nodded weakly and she laid next to you, the strap still adhered to her skin.

You lifted your body positioning yourself.

“Nah uh, not like that. Turn around,” she bit her lip tapping your ass watching you mischievously. You blinked processing her request before turning your body. You placed your hands on your thighs, she placed hers on top of yours pulling you down on her face. Her tongue dipped in your fucked out pussy and you moaned at the sudden contact. You were so fucking tight. Billie purred on your pussy as her tongue found your clit.

Your nails dug into your thighs needing a place to hold on to as her tongue moved side to side.

“Spit on it,” she mumbled and your mouth fell open when her hands grabbed your tits squeezing before slapping them and pushing you down. You were face to face with her strap and swallowed a moan when Billie lifted her hips repeating herself, this time slapping your ass forcefully.

Your hand wrapped around the pink cock before spitting on it, saliva trickling down the side. Billie groaned against your pussy when she felt your hand move, jerking the cock while stimulating her clit.

“Suck it,” she demanded with another slap to your ass. Your pussy throbbed as she devoured your cunt. Your mouth opened sliding the cock between your lips. Your free hand rested on her thigh as you confidently took the whole thing in your mouth only gagging slightly. Billie responded with two fingers in your pussy. You were already a whimpering mess bobbing your head. The noises escaping your mouth were music to Billie’s ears who was full on fucking your pussy with her fingers. Her thumb rubbed on your clit purposefully trying to coax another orgasm out of you.

You choked on her cock gripping her thigh when she lifted her hips hitting the back of your throat. You released the cock with a pop gasping for air before running your tongue down the shaft until you were near her pussy. She was still wearing her slutty thong. Your fingers grazed the fabric. It was soaked and she was clearly sensitive by the way she winced and gripped your ass.

You placed open mouth kisses over her covered pussy. Your teeth biting on the fabric as Billie jiggled your ass in response. Pulling her underwear to the side, your tongue ran between her folds lapping her sweetness. Your lips wrapped around her bud sucking gently before licking down her pussy again, tongue teasing her entrance.

Billie moved her hips urging you to continue. You did so happily swirling your tongue, sucking, licking, gripping her inner thigh. Swallowing her taste.

You felt yourself growing tighter around her fingers as she rubbed your clit and throbbed on your tongue. You could tell she was at the edge with you with the way her breathing shifted and they way her thighs quivered.

“Cum on my tongue,” you pleaded loud enough for her to hear, low enough to send tingles down to the tips of her toes.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she cursed shutting her eyes still hooking her fingers in you, knuckle deep as she unraveled on your tongue.

Her pulsating pussy sent you over the edge as she replaced her fingers with her tongue fucking into you until you were clenching and gripping her thighs.

Your body fell on hers. She sighed contently rubbing your ass. You were dripping on her chest. Her own underwear damp beyond repair.

“Come here,” she reached out for your arm and you lifted your body feebly, flopping down next to her. She wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you snuggled into her side blissfully floating through space, eyes half closed, lips parted trying to catch your breath.

“You okay?” She asked cupping your face looking down at you. You nodded placing your hand on top of hers drowning in her eyes. She leaned down capturing your lips in a delicate kiss.

“What was the color of my underwear?” She joked causing you to laugh softly against her lips. Billie’s laugh vibrated through your body as you draped leg over her thigh wanting to feel closer. Your lips still connecting.

“Don’t ask me what the color of anything was,” you replied closing your eyes again loving the way her lips molded with yours.

She wasn’t joking when she said she wanted to try it, bite it, lick it, spit it, pull it to the side and get all up in it.