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i hope you guys enjoy this!! i had a lot of fun with it. it’s technically part two but i gave it a different title sorry :)
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Fresh Out The Slammer
James Potter x f!reader
warnings: smut, protected p in v, fingering, slight oral (f receiving), very slight underage alcohol but barely, morally idk how good this is, lmk if i missed any
summary: after you and Remus finally split, you and James finally come together…
word count: 2.8k
a/n: another taylor fanfic hahaha (i love this) lmk what you guys think of the end i thought it was really clever but maybe that’s just me being overconfident…
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I did my time
Now pretty baby I’m running back home to you
Fresh out the slammer
I know who my first call will be to...
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When you look back on your days at Hogwarts, you always wonder why you and Remus stayed together so long.
It was a week after your monumental conversation with James on the grass that your overdue breakup occurred. You had tried your hardest to give your relationship one last try, you really did. But one night as you laid next to the tall lanky boy, all you could think about was a certain pair of hazel eyes. A pair that didn’t belong to the boy next to you.
That was the final straw.
“Rem,” you said, your voice cool. “I think it’s best we break up.”
You kept your eyes on the canopy above, but you could feel him shift beside you. “Really?”
“Yes. In fact, I think this is overdue. Don’t you think?”
“I suppose so...” he replied.
You turned to look at him. Unsurprisingly, he was sitting calmly as could be with a book in one of his hands. A sigh escaped your lips, but you didn’t say anything else. Instead, you simply stood and began to dress yourself. He was the one to speak again.
“Would it be all right if we remained friends?” He asked his eyes on you for what felt like the first time in a while.
“Of course. Let’s not make it odd for everyone else,” you answered.
He looked back down at his book. “Right. Good night then.”
On the walk back to your dorm you named every reason in your head why you broke up with Remus. He was distant. He didn’t know how to treat you like a true girlfriend. The spark had died between the two of you. The relationship had truly just run its course. But as you stepped into the common room your eyes found the most significant reason.
You refused to put him on your mental list.
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You didn’t know if it was out of respect for Remus or if it was intentional at all, but James waited a few weeks before making any sort of move on you. You were glad. Adjusting to a single life was strange. You no longer spent time alone with Remus, you no longer cried or had fits because of his behavior. He was simply another one of your friends. You liked him better that way.
When James did give you a sign, it was far from subtle.
It came during Charms in the form of a small piece of paper. Of course, Charms happened to be the only class the two of you had together that Remus was not in as well. In fact, the only other member of your friend group who was in the class was Peter and he never paid much attention to anything. So, when you felt the piece of paper hit your lap, you didn’t hesitate to open it.
How’s the single life treating you so far? -J
You turned your head to look at James, a smile on your lips. He was already looking at you, a similar smile on his face. You felt your cheeks heat up as you scribbled your reply and threw it back to him.
It’s better than I expected, most things are the same.
He was quick to throw it back.
That’s true except now you’re free to do whatever you’d like..
You held in a breath.
More like whomever I’d like
You let out a shaky breath at his reply.
Yeah? Well, you know where my bed is
For a few seconds, you stared at the note, not sure if you should write anything more. You turned back to look at him and your eyes instantly met his. He looked at you with a gleam that you hadn’t seen in a boy's eyes in a long time, at least not one directed toward you. So, you picked up your quill and wrote back, not a single guilty thought crossing your mind.
I suppose I’m going to know what it feels like soon too
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Another long week passed before anything happened between you and him. And each day that passed only filled you with more desire. You felt almost giddy at the thoughts. A secret hookup with James Potter. It was something you’d imagined for a long time, but for so many reasons you never imagined it would actually be brought to life.
But it was.
One night, there was a party in the Ravenclaw common room that everyone was attending. Everyone except you. Or so you thought.
“Are you sure y/n/n? It’ll be so much fun,” Lily questioned. You were all in the Gryffindor common room. Everyone else was getting ready to leave, but you sat on the couch in your bedclothes.
“Yeah, I’m not really in the party mood tonight. Plus, I have some work that still needs to be done,” you answered honestly.
“Boring!” Sirius exclaimed. “Don’t worry lovely I’ll make sure to save some alcohol for you.”
“Thanks, Sirius,” you said with a laugh.
“Let’s go, Wormtail, Moony, Prongs.”
“Actually, you lot can go without me. I’m not feeling the greatest.”
Your eyes shot to James. What was he doing? You noticed what he was wearing. A wifebeater and flannel pants. You swore you never wanted to shag him more than at that moment.
“Are you serious?” Sirius groaned. “Whatever mate you’re no fun. We’ll be back later.”
“All right, have fun,” James replied.
“Bye, y/n/n!” The girls sang as they left.
You waved them all goodbye before getting up and turning to the staircase. You could feel James’s eyes burning into you from behind.
“Seems it’s just the two of us for once,” he said, his voice quieter than before.
Your stomach filled with butterflies. “Yeah, it seems that way.”
“I was wondering if you could help me with some Charms work, I know you have the homework as well perhaps we can do it together...” From the tone of his voice, you knew it wasn’t true. But still, you turned and gave him a slight nod. “It’s all in my dorm, let’s just go up there to do it.”
Deep down, you knew you should’ve felt bad. James was your ex-boyfriend’s best friend. If any of them knew about your sinful thoughts, you’d surely be thrown out of the group and shunned. However, while that knowledge made you feel uneasy, it didn’t stop you from following him up to the dorm.
The second the door closed behind the two of you, James’s lips were on yours. Though it came as a surprise, you didn’t hesitate for even a second to kiss him back. His lips were warm and soft, just how you had always imagined. It was messy and quick and when he broke it you found yourself breathless. All you could do was stare at him, your cheeks pink.
“James I-”
“We can take our time if you’d like, I’m sorry I’ve just wanted to do that for so fucking long,” he replied as if he could read your mind.
“Me too, you don’t understand.” You inhaled deeply and took a few steps deeper into the dorm you were all too familiar with. Only this time, you sat on a different bed. “This doesn’t feel real.”
He sat down next to you on his bed, his glowing hazel eyes locked on yours. “Believe me, I understand everything.”
“I just... want you,” you mumbled. It felt so good to finally say it. You placed one of your hands on his thigh. “I want you a lot.”
He smiled in a way that practically sent shivers down your spine. “I want you too.”
“So, take me. You don’t... you don’t have to be gentle,” you whispered with a confidence you hadn’t felt in a long time.
Instead of answering you with words, James leaned closer and caught your lips in another kiss. This time though, it wasn’t messy and rushed. No. It was passionate, it was a kiss that would leave you giggling on your bed when you looked back on it. As your lips moved against his you followed his lead and laid back on the mattress with your legs parted for him to slip in between.
His hands were far bigger than yours. When he slid one of them up your thigh you almost couldn’t remember how to breathe. You kissed him harder and weaved your fingers through his soft curly hair. He toyed with your shorts for a moment before carefully slipping his hand beneath the fabric. It would be an understatement to say you were wet. You were soaked. And you could feel James’s smirk on your mouth when he discovered this.
“Are you always like this?” He mumbled.
You shook your head. “Only when it comes to you.”
“Good.”
He wasted no more time and moved his fingers under your knickers, finding your clit almost instantly. You gasped, one of your hands gripped his strong shoulder tightly, and your eyes squeezed shut.
“James,” you moaned.
He began to trail wet kisses down your neck as he continued to rub soft circles on your clit. Never mind thinking straight, you couldn’t think at all. Your stomach was warm, and waves of pleasure coursed throughout your entire body. You swore you’d never felt anything as good in your life. But when your hand brushed against his shirt you sighed.
“Take it off, take everything off. Please,” you whispered frantically.
You opened your eyes to see James’s bright smile. “Since you asked so nicely.”
Without another word, he leaned back and pulled his shirt off. You couldn’t stop yourself from staring. His muscles were toned, yet he was still skinny. You wanted to kiss every inch of his body, but you settled on dragging your fingers up and down his chest for a few seconds.
“Your turn,” he said.
You silently sat up and lifted your tank top over your head and threw it down to the floor. Perhaps it was the amount of lust that consumed you, or perhaps it was the amount of comfort you felt with James. Either way, you didn’t cower or feel insecure as his eyes moved across your naked breasts. In fact, you felt confident. So, you laid back down on his bed and began to pull your shorts and knickers down, your eyes not leaving his.
Only when you were fully naked did you feel a slight feeling of insecurity. James must’ve noticed this though because he leaned over you and pressed a sincere kiss to your lips.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. He brushed a hand over one of your breasts. “So perfect.”
“Fuck me, James, please I can’t bear it any longer,” you replied quickly. It was true, you’d already waited so many months in silence. How were you expected to wait even a second longer?
“I think you can afford to bear it for a few more minutes. I want to have my way with you first.”
You were going to protest, but before you could he slid his hand between your thighs. He swirled his fingers over you, collecting your wetness before eventually carefully moving one of his fingers inside of you. You threw your head back and gripped his sheets hard. It was an even better feeling than you’d imagined. He kissed you hungrily as he slowly started finger fucking you.
As if that wasn’t enough, he kissed down your body minutes later before ending with his face between your thighs. You couldn’t contain your whimpers and moans. If anyone was near the Gryffindor boy's dorm, they’d surely hear you. The fact neither of you thought enough to cast a silencing charm only made it more thrilling.
By the time you reached your first orgasm, you were quite sure you’d never felt anything nearly as good in your life. Remus never cared enough to spend his time pleasuring you, at least not after the first few months. But James cared a whole lot. He touched you with his tongue and his fingers till you were shaking and panting for a break.
When he did stop you watched through heavy lids as he wiped his mouth on your thigh and began to pull down his last remaining articles of clothing. His eyes were glowing, and his glasses were almost falling off his face. You decided then that he was by far the most attractive boy you’d ever seen. And when your eyes trailed down his naked body you found yourself an even bigger reason as to why that statement was true.
“Are you on the potion?” He asked as he began to move over you.
“Yeah,” you answered, your voice weak.
He smirked. “You’re a dirty girl hm?”
“For you yes.”
“How so?”
You smiled sweetly and reached up to remove James’s glasses. “Truthfully? Sometimes I touch myself when I think of you.”
“You’ll have to show me next time.” He shifted and you felt his tip brush against your entrance. Your breath caught in your throat. “Is this what you think about?”
“S-Sometimes yes,” you said with a shaky voice.
All you could do as he slowly began to thrust into you was gasp and wrap your arms around him, your nails digging into his skin. He was big and you were still sensitive from how hard you previously came. Those factors only amplified how good he felt. Once he was fully in, he leaned down to connect your lips in another heated kiss before truly starting the shag.
Though Remus would fuck you hard, he never fucked you the way James did. James went hard, he went fast, but he also showed he still cared. At one point, he removed one of your hands from his back and pressed it against the mattress, lacing his fingers through yours. And his lips were either on yours, on your neck, or whispering sweet praises. Even the way he said your name was enough to tell you how much he cared about you.
You didn’t know how long it went on, but it was long enough that he started to grow tired. At that point, you’d already reached your second orgasm, so you decided he deserved a break. With all your strength, you flipped your positions and took some control. You lowered yourself onto him and nearly came a third time from the sounds he made.
When everything was done and over, the two of you laid next to each other out of breath and shocked at what had transpired. You felt your heart pound in your chest and a sticky feeling between your thighs. You turned your head to look at the boy next to you. He, of course, was already looking at you, his glasses back on.
“That was...”
“Better than any of my fantasies,” you told him.
“Mine too,” he agreed with a smile.
You bit down on your lip. “So now what?”
“Perhaps another go?”
That was an offer you could never refuse.
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Hours later, past midnight at least, the door to the boy's dorm opened and the other three Marauders stumbled in. Sirius was far too drunk; he could barely stand up straight. That left Remus and Peter to stand on either side of him with their arms wrapped around his back protectively. All their eyes found you and James after a few seconds. The two of you sat on his bed, a foot of papers between the two of you.
“Oh, hello y/n,” Peter greeted you.
“Y/n, what are you doing here?” Remus questioned.
Sirius only gasped overdramatically. “They’re shagging! Prongsie and Lovely are shagging!”
You rolled your eyes and stood up. “Why don’t we get you to bed?”
“Can I have a go first? Before bed? Please! Is that all right Moony?” Sirius stumbled over his words as his friends dropped him into his bed.
“Nobody’s having a go unless it is Moony,” James said.
Remus turned toward you, a questioning expression on his face. “What are you doing up here?”
You pointed at the many papers on James’s bed. “Charms homework, I told you lot that’s why I wasn’t going to the party. James felt a bit better, so we just decided to work on it together.”
“Will I be allowed to use that work?” Peter asked innocently.
“Of course, Pete,” you replied. You turned back to James’s bed where he still sat, and you began to gather your work. “I should be going then.”
You held your papers close to your chest and tried your hardest not to look at James. You knew if you did, something on your face would clearly show what had really gone on. So, you kept your head down and moved as fast as you could to their door.
“Same time next week then?” James’s voice caught your attention as you were about to leave.
You looked over your shoulder and nodded, trying your hardest not to blush. “Or sooner, I’m very eager to get this work done.”
“All right, sooner, goodnight then,” James replied with a knowing look.
The last thing you heard before leaving was the innocent voice of Peter asking if he could join in and the loud laugh that James let out.
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Target Acquired Part 2 (NSFW)
Pairings: Keegan. P. Russ x Soldier! Reader
Enemies to Lovers Trope MDNI, NSFW
Summary: In a mission trying to find some important intel with Task Force 141, you are pulled into a dimly lit room, the heavy door slamming shut behind you. Sharp words exchanged, trying to assert dominance over the other, yet an unspoken connection that neither wants to admit, turns into something more intimate.
Disclaimer: MDNI!, NSFW, 18+ This story will contain curse words, war themes, and NSFW sexual themes. I know Keegan and the new game do not have anything to do with each other but for the plot and sexiness sake, no hate and enjoy reading! This is purely fictional!
Word Count: 3,888
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, sexual themes, curse words, sexual acts, blowjobs, p in v, fingering, dirty talk, female orgasm, male orgasm, slight m dom.
Part 1
Keeping your rifle close, you slowly make your way through the dark corridors of this middle of nowhere base. Laswell had said they had some intel on Makarov and needed to infiltrate this base, slowly, quietly, and surly enough Task Force 141 was the perfect fit to go.
Pacing slowly through the corridor, illuminated by only blue light, you had to keep an eye out on both sides, from your left, the windows to the inner base, to your right doors leading to IT rooms, security cameras, and most likely would contain enemies.
It had been months since you had heard or seen Keegan. In all honestly what happened in that abandoned warehouse still finds a way to creep in your mind, especially in moments you don’t want to. Looking to your left to check if the coast is clear, a hand grabs your mouth applying pressure and pulling you in a nearby room.
You freeze when you feel a big hand over your mouth, not daring to make a sound. You keep absolutely still, not moving a muscle as your heart starts to race. Even though having years of training the initial shock and the increase of heart rate still settles deep down in your stomach. This is going to be fun you think besides yourself. How could you have not heard them creep behind you. You start evaluating what they might ask or worse getting ready for the Russian torture you were about to endure.
A sigh leaves your lips, you can’t let Laswell down, the Task Force.
No.
Keeping calm and letting your anger stay contained, you elbow your aggressor with the butt of your rifle, turning on him and aiming. Upon looking at your aggressor, seeing him groaning in pain face in his hand he winces “Fuck Y/N”.
You straighten yourself upon hearing your voice you look at his ice-coloured eyes.
"Keegan?"
What is he doing here? How did he find you? For a moment, he stares at you in shock. He was.... surprised to say the least.
"What the hell are you doing here? This is Task 141’s deal not yours?"
His face remains unmoving but there is a hint of amusement in his eyes. He leans against the wall opposite you, placing his arms behind him. "I came because I wanted to see you." He said in a quiet voice.
"Right" you reply rolling your eyes. "You have seen me now, now let me go back to work before you get us both killed"
He raises an eyebrow. "Price asked me to come." he answers your question. "Why are you so cold?..." he whispers.
If he wanted to kill you, he would have done it already. Something else is at play here. Having enough of his bullshit you make you way out of this tech room you’re in.
"Can I ask you one more question before you go?"
You turn towards him, "What is it with you and your questions?"
"I just want to know one thing..."
There's a strange intensity in his eyes as he stares at you, almost like you are the most fascinating person he's ever seen.
"Do you still think we are enemies?"
With that you remain complete quiet, completely frozen. At this point in time, were we?
No.
Your body wants to respond so desperately. Reason creeps through your skin. He hadn’t killed you, hadn’t hurt you last time nor now, as you would have thought. If he wanted to take advantage of you last time he easily would have. Biologically, he's completely stronger than you.
But enemies.
Your mind flashed to the dreams you had about him, how hot he made you feel. How his shoulders felt underneath your nails. How his mask scratched your cheeks. A shaky breath releases past your lips, still yet to respond.
He watches, seemingly transfixed by your response. He watches you as your mind lingers on those thoughts you tried to suppress.
He could tell what you were thinking...
Finally, he speaks again. There's a strange tenderness in his voice, as if he's afraid to ask what he's about to ask but he needs to know the answer.
"Have you been thinking about me?"
"No" acting childish. "Have you?" You ask wanting to know if he genuinely had.
His eyes widen slightly in surprise. He's not used to people not being honest with him. Especially not people like you.
"Yes. A lot." He replies. "And I've been thinking how much I want to see you again."
His gaze is steady and intense, like he knows you can see the honesty in his eyes. You weren't expecting that answer. He had been thinking about you. Wait. What if this was all part of a plan. To get into your head. All the compliments. What if-. He shakes his head slightly like he somehow knows what’s going through your mind.
"I'm not lying."
The intensity in his eyes only grows, but he's trying to conceal it. He's not trying to be intimidating. He wants you to see his vulnerability.
"Is this some sort of sick joke" you reply now getting hurt, angry. Was he playing you?
He takes a small step toward you, his eyes filling with genuine emotion.
"It's not a joke, it's not a trick or game. I'm as serious as I've ever been."
His lips curl into a slight smile. "I can't stop thinking about you." His voice is laced with honesty and genuine feeling. He seems like he can't believe he is saying these words, but he can't stop.
"Why here? Now? During an OP?” you state voice rising letting frustration eat away at your skin. He got closer to you, intruding on your personal space. “Make me believe you" you say close to him, face serious. You felt like he was lying. "Next time you see me it better not be some kind of sick job or a bullet because I won’t hesitate to pull my trigger"
For a moment, he's taken aback by the boldness of your request. But he's not shocked. He steps forward again, this time closing the distance completely between you two. He stares you down, a small grin spreading across his lips.
"I promise you... when I next see you, you won't be holding a gun. Or anything else for that matter." He speaks as if you are a part of his very soul, as if you already know exactly what he means.
You look at his eyes. Captivating. You had only seen his face through the briefing never in real life. Curiosity killing you wanting to know what he looks like. Want to lift his mask up feel his skin. Sensing your eyes trying to take every detail, he can tell right away that you're curious about what he looks like beneath his mask.
He's not used to this kind of attention, especially not from someone like you. Normally, you're so bold and confident, yet here you are, studying every aspect of him as if you're drawn to him.
He's not used to this kind of vulnerability coming from someone like you.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Mm" you respond with a whisper.
"What if you saw me again but without the mask?" He asks.
His eyes are fixed on yours and you sense the intensity of his gaze even from behind the mask. Its as if he's studying you, trying to see inside of you, hoping you'll let him.
Hesitating to lift your hand towards his face. You were so close. You touch your fingers against his cheek feeling the warmth radiating from the mask. Holding his full cheek in your palm you slowly glide your finger where his lips rest underneath the mask. Eyes getting heavy, breathing non-existent. His eyes bore into yours watching you study him.
His breath catches as your touch meets his skin. He doesn't pull away or try to stop you, on the contrary, it feels like he's allowing you to study every aspect of him.
There is a calmness in his eyes that you've never seen before. He is vulnerable at this moment, exposing his entire being to you.
A small smile spreads across his lips as your finger traces his mouth.
He doesn't blink as he looks into your eyes. He is waiting for you to make the next move.
Your hand fingers his mask underneath his shirt pulling it up slowly. He doesn’t move to stop you, but instead he takes in small inhale of air as you pull the mask up. Finally, edge of the mask in your hand. You stop and think.
Beat...
Beat...
You pull the mask up until it reaches his nose finally seeing his lips. Plump lips with a sharp jaw. Clean shaven and a few scars adorn his face. In a trance you touch his skin and both of you let out a breath you both have been holding but he doesn't move, even though you can see his entire body tremble. He is breathing hard, and he is enjoying this. He closes his eyes, and he lets out another deep inhale as you touch his skin. You trace your finger down his Adams apple and finally graze your thumb on his bottom lip.
As he had his eyes closed, your hand wrapped around his throat applying just the right pressure, making him release a staggered deep groan. Fuck, your eyes flutter slightly. That sounded...hot.
"Oh god... "
Your touch is electrifying, causing him to tremble all over his body. His heart is pounding in his chest, and he can barely catch his breath. The slight pressure around his throat feels good somehow. He opens his eyes and looks back at you. The moment his eyes meet yours, the entire tension is doubled.
His hand wrap around your waist wanting to pull you closer, dick straining against his pants. He wants to ravage you, but he loves the small teasing you’re providing him. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. Your body is pressed up against his, and he can feel your heart racing.
He can't help but stare into your eyes, enjoying the moment, enjoying the way you make him feel. His hands move up your sides gradually, moving ever closer to the waist of your uniformed pants.
As his fingers fondle the waist or your cargos, your thumb traces his bottom lip as he opens his mouth and grabs your thumb in between his teeth, slowly closing his lips around it and sucking on it. His lips are soft and warm, and you can't help but let out a small groan of pleasure. His hands are exploring your body, getting ever closer to the bottom of your jeans.
"Fuck Keegan" you whisper.
He pauses for a moment, his breath catching in his throat.
He looks into your eyes, his own now filled with such desire and need.
"Say my name again..." he whispers.
You moan his name "Keegan" small heavy breaths leaving your lips. His own meeting your neck. His body tenses slightly at the sound of your voice.
He is overwhelmed with desire, and you can feel it in every part of his frame. Every move he makes now is calculated, as if he's going slowly on purpose to not lose the feeling.
"Again..." his voice is barely audible, and you can feel his body trembling.
"Keegan" you straight up moan now. Getting lost in his voice, in your desires.
His desires.
"Again..." he whispers, his breath hot against your neck. Your body quivers and he press’ up against you even closer, feeling every inch of your body against his.
Warmth was spreading all throughout your body, as he pushed you even closer towards him, chest plates hitting, making you feel his thickness rub against your thigh. Fuck he was hard. You rubbed your thigh against him as he leaned against a cabinet that was just behind you, on the left side of the room. The heat between your bodies is so intense, it's almost unbearable. The feeling of it is driving you both wild.
His hands travel even higher, inching up your thighs. His touch is incredibly soft and tender at first then becoming more forceful. He's enjoying the teasing, letting the intensity build up slowly and not even trying to hide the fact that he is getting turned on.
Getting the courage your hand travels towards his bulge and you wrap your hand around it. He hisses at the feeling of your small hand. Grabbing your wrist, you stop shocked at what might have been an overstep. Holding your wrist he unbuttons his black cargo pants, unzipping them, eyes intensely on your face, eyes heavy lidded wanting to see how you might react. Your heart was pounding in your chest.
He freed himself from his restraint, adjusting himself now to being free. Your mouth instantly watered at the sight of how big he was. He stroked himself before placing your hand, that was still bound by his wrist, around him wrapping your fingers around his thick shaft. He released a staggered breath as you begun to stroke him. His eyes closed head dropping towards his chest.
Upon stroking your thumb felt his wetness on his tip, which you took as a sign to spread it around his head, lip between your teeth. Moaning under your ministrations you couldn’t help but look at him.
Still with his helmet on, eyes closed, panting, dick in your hand stroking him and shamelessly mask atop his face not concealing his identity well, at least the lower part of his face, as the deep soft groans leave his lips.
"That’s it baby" he whispers. "Just like that" he encourages, making you want to please him more. You couldn’t take it anymore. Eyes now full of lust, mouth thick to the brim with salvia you made you way down on your knees and kissed his head. He opened his eyes at the soft feeling of your lips against his cock.
He couldn’t believe it; his mind was playing tricks on him. He saw you kissing his cock making your way down to his base than licking your way up to this shaft. “Fuck” he whispered. If you kept teasing him like that he was about to -
"Ah" he groans eyes tightly closing upon feeling your wet, warm mouth sucking him off. "Jesus Y/N". Eyes closed you take him in deeper in your mouth wanting to feel him at the back of your throat, but he was so thick it was seeming to be difficult.
You continue wetting his cock with your tongue, going up and down, his hand now wrapped in your hair bun, although with how tight he’s holding it, it won’t remain a bun much longer. He angles his hips to go in deeper, but you hold him in your fist as you start to feel consumed by him, air refusing to enter your lungs.
"Take it baby. That's it. Good girl." he pushes his hips toward your face. You felt him hit your gag reflex holding your head with his hands until finally pulling away, a line of spit still hanging from your lips to his cock, eyes watery.
He pulls you up standing on your feet and quickly goes to unbutton your pants. Pushing them of your legs you hesitate, as you were both still on a mission. He reassures you that no one is going to enter, and if so, those who do see would leave as they would see what you were doing. They would think that a guard on duty just got lucky.
Turning sides, now you’re the one leaning against the metal cabinet. His lips meet the underside of your ear. "Y/N" he moans as he slightly nips your skin. "Can I touch you?" He asks hand resting on your hip, tracing your navel wanting to go down, and feel how wet you have gotten and gather it on his fingers. "Please" you whisper. "Please Keegan. I need you"
Your pleading drove him crazy, pushing himself towards you. Bare cock rubbing against your stomach. As he couldn’t tease himself enough, he asked "Where do you need me?" lips just inches away from your lips. You hesitate. Is he really going to make you tell him.
"Y/N" he whispers using his other hand to lift your face, meeting your heavy-lidded watery eyes. He looks serious. "I asked you a question. Where do you need me?".
Your mouth parts, pussy clenching into nothing, clit screaming for just the right of amount of pressure. Slick now dripping down your thighs.
“Fuck!” you exclaim, feeling like you’re going crazy. Never in your years have you ever felt like this. Felt warm like this or gotten wet like this. It was driving you insane.
"I need you in me. I need to feel you stretch me. I need to feel how thick you are inside of me" you confess. Upon your confession he pushes himself harder against you, your ass hitting deeper against the cabinet his fingers finally pushing on the bundle of nerves between your legs earning a moan from your lips. He feels how wet you are and nearly looses himself, his cock twitching.
He rubs your folds not wanting to waste anymore time away from you. He slowly pushes his finger inside you, wet and ready for him your pussy takes his finger with ease. You both moan at the intrusion. Keeping his finger there, he breathes hard against you, feeling your warmth wrapping around him.
Finally, his lips meet yours in a soft kiss, both mouths slightly agape, his eyebrows furrowed at your heat as he starts to move his fingers back out, then pushing them back in. He increases his pace, fingers now dripping wet and inserts another.
His fingers are thick, long, and strong not compared to your small ones, filling you up in all the right places. You grab his arm feeling the bulging muscle of his biceps. "Keegan" you moan. "You like that Y/N?" he asks as his pace continues to increase. "You like my fingers stretching you out, fingering you huh?"
"Yes" you exclaim "Good girl" he kisses you. "Getting ready to take me inside you."
You nod at that wanting to take his cock. He lifts you up on the cabinet and aligns himself to your entrance. Fuck he was thick, the sight alone with his head stroking your pussy nearly made you cum right than and there. "Ready princess?" he asks, and he moves you closer to him if that was even possible. "Yes" you say as you wrap your hands around his neck.
The initial push was electrifying. He was thick and it made you feel like you were on fire. Hot moans coming from you meet his ear, not until he grabs your face in his hand and kisses you again. He continues to push into you as his lips are against yours breathing deeply. The stretch was nothing compared to his fingers. You couldn’t help but call out to him.
"Shh, its ok" he replies. "You’re doing so good for me. You’re taking it so well." He says as he finally pushes all the way into you. You felt like you couldn’t move. He begun to pull out and push back in. Looking at you he saw his world. He wanted to savor the moment deep in his memory. How your eyebrows creased, how your lips were parted how he wanted to make you feel like this. Him. Only him.
His thrusts continued, wet sounds all over the room driving the both of you wild. "Keegan" you call to him. "Yes" he replies worried that he might have hurt you. "I’m close" you reveal to him. It was music to his ears. His thrusts continued with depth and rhythm edging you. "Cum for me. Cum for me princess. Let me feel you. That’s it" he continued to whisper for you.
A static sound was heard from the left side of your chest plate startling the both of you. It hit a second time.
" Bravo 8, you ok. Over?" You want to stop body going rigid. Fuck, it was Simon. Keegan continues to push into you. "Keegan wait".
"Bravo 8, Are you with us? Over" you hear again less patient from the radio com. Fuck it’s been a while since you replied or radioed your team. Keegan looks at you with a smirk, "Don’t worry it hasn’t even been 15 minuets. They worry for you too much".
At that Keegan thrust deep into you making your head roll back, making you forget your worries. "You’re going to make me cum, princess" he whispers in your ear. His thrusts increase in motion build up wanting finally to release.
"Y/N" now you hear your own name not your call sign.
Its Price. "Are you ok? Over."
You’re a whimpering mess around Keegan as he continues to thrust into you. He pulls slightly back, finger against his lips showing you to stay quiet. Confused your brows furrow, until you see the devilish look cast over his eyes as he grabs the button of your radio com, and he pushes into you, deep, feeling his cock hit your cervix keeping you in place. He smirks as he waits for you to reply to your captain.
You bite your lip trying to regain some composure for your voice not to give away of your activities.
This was your captain, your team. "All good Captain. Over" you say as Keegan smirks and releases the button sending your message.
Fuck that was hot. You couldn’t hold on much longer and you clench around Keegan. You moaned as he whispers in your ear "You want me to fill you up?"
Your radio com responds "Fuck, where are you?" The captain states leaving the honorifics behind.
"Fuck" this can’t be happening, not now. Not when you’re so close to cumming. Keegan's statement makes you go feral, imaging his thick cum painting your walls, dripping out of you. Keegan presses the com button,
"West Wing" you reply breathlessly.
"You’re going to cum for me huh, going to get filled up with my cum in the west wing" he taunts in your ear.
"I’m coming for you. Over" Keegan laughs at your captain’s message.
"Captains’ join’ in on the fun huh." he smirks, before feeling you clench against him. "Fuck Y/N." His thrust continues, panting heavily as he grabs your hips and presses your com. "Tell him you’re doing just fine." He whispers in your ear as he fucks deeper into you, jealousy laced through his teeth.
"You’re way over than ok." He pushes deeper. "You will meet them at the south wing nearing the backdoor of the grounds”. You repeat breathless what he says to you.
"Cause at the moment, you are about to come around my cock" Keegan taunts as he gives one last big push, cock pulsating in you. You feel his hot warm cum hit deep inside you and he releases his load into you. You can’t help but moan with pleasure as you clench around him, your own orgasm hitting you, releasing. His hips still deep in you his heavy breathing meets yours.
"Meet you there" is heard over the comms.
"You sure you’re ok?" captains voice asks again
"Never better" you reply breathlessly.
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hi can i request where the reader is a famous singer and when she gets interviewed they ask her who her crush is and it’s Tom and she performs a song for him (SOAKED BY SHY SMITH 😉😉) and he sees it 😣😣 it can end with them meeting and it ends with smut or fluff you choose 🤍🤍
yess
"So Y/N, we're curious to know, do you have any crushes" the interviewer asked.
I chuckled nervously, adjusting my dress. "Yeah, I do infact have a crush, his name is Tom Kaulitz, the guitarist for Tokio Hotel" I smiled, feeling my cheeks burn up a bit.
"Ohhh, is there anything you'd like to say to him Y/N?" "I'd actually like to perform a song for him, if you don't mind" I winked, the interviewer nodded and announced the ad break.
The crew came on stage, setting up everything for me.
As the ad break came and went the camera panned to me, the music started to play.
"Cause baby you got me so, so soaked, the heat is getting to me. I want you all over me, baby you got me so" I sang, staring directly into the camera incase he was watching.
"Our bodies moving for sure, you get me so hot im soaked" I continued to sing. As the song finished and the music faded everyone started to clap, cheers roaring from the crowd.
TOMS POV:
I got tagged multiple times on twitter, I clicked on the videos and it was an interview, an artist I had never heard of, y/n l/n. I watched as she sang the song for me, my jaw dropping and eyes widening, she had a beautiful voice but the lyrics were so dirty.
I smirked and knew I had to meet with her.
Y/NS pov:
My phone pinged, a notification from twitter?
I opened it and saw THE Tom kaulitz had texted me, I gasped and instantly opened the message, it read.
"Hey gorgeous, I saw your little song on that interview, thanks to people tagging me in it. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up and maybe get to know each other"
I instantly started typing, my fingers tapping at the keyboard on my phone quickly.
"Yes that sounds great! Let's meet at that cafe on main street tomorrow at 4pm"
We agreed to everything and I squealed, I knew it was a good idea to do the song. His and my fans are crazy so of course they would be clipping it and tagging him.
Whether it was negative or positive I was glad I finally got his attention.
The day came for our meet up and I wore the sexiest dress I owned, I did my makeup and hair. I pushed my bra up a little, my cleavage very visable in my dress.
"Fuck..I look good" I blew a kiss at myself in the mirror and got into my car, driving to the place we agreed on. I was super nervous, yes I liked him a lot but I never expected this, my heart raced as I approached the cafe.
I saw him sitting there, waiting for me. His dreads flowing softly in the wind, wearing a casual baggy outfit. "Shit..did i dress up too much" I looked down at my dress and shrugged.
I got out of the car, acting casual and making sure he could see me. My hair flowing in the wind as I walked across the road, hips swaying.
As I got to the other side of the street I saw his jaw hang low, I obviously had some sort of effect on him. He stood up and and smiled brightly, "heyy, it's so nice to finally meet you" he pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around my waist, hands dangerously close to my ass.
I returned the hug and giggled, "likewise" I sat down and ordered a simple sandwhich and coffee. "Soo, y/n, you look really beautiful today, is it all for me?" he smirked, teasing me.
I blushed a little "y-yeah, I guess so" I stammered on my words, super nervous in his presence. He nodded, a satified grin on his face. He sat back and continued to talk with me, we had so much chemistry, able to talk for hours.
A few hours passed and I checked my watch, eyes widening at the time. We met up at 10am and it was now 5pm. The waiter came out and told us the cafe was now closed and we had to make our way out so they could clean, we payed and thanked them, wondering what we should do now.
"Do you wanna come back to my place and talk more?" He suggested, wrapping his arm around my waist and holding me close. I bit my lip and nodded, walking to each others cars and getting in. I followed him, his car a bit faster then mine.
As we arrived I stared in awe, a beautiful, huge house with amazing decor on the outside. He came to my car and opened the door for me, taking my hand and walking me inside.
"Your home is beautiful Tom" I smiled, taking my shoes off and placing my purse on his kitchen counter. He chuckled, "thanks liebe, let's go to my room" he smirked, I raised an eyebrow and followed him.
I sat down on his bed, he sat next to me and caressed my cheek softly "you are so beautiful.." he whispered, kissing my neck softly. I grinned and climbed into his lap and pressed my lips into his, kissing him passionately.
His hand slid down to my ass, grabbing it tightly. I yelped softly at the sudden contact, granting tom access to put his tongue in my mouth. He runned his hands up and down my curves, tracing them with his fingers, sending shivers down my spine.
"Holy fuck.." he muttered against my lips, moving his hand up to my breast, cupping it gently. His hands were huge and covered my whole boob. I softly pushed him down and softly grinded on his erection.
He groaned and grabbed my ass cheeks, pushing me down onto his erection more, I moaned as his clothed cock hit my clit, my legs trembling slightly.
"Get on your hands and knees baby.." he growled lowly, I obliged and got off him, getting onto my hands and knees on the bed, waiting for him.
He rolled over and I felt the bed dip behind me, his hands coming to my hips and pulling me closer. He pressed himself against me, "you ready?" he grunted, "yes..please fuck me.." I winced.
He nodded and pulled my dress up to my waist, taking my panties off and dipping his fingers into my soaking pussy. "Fuck.." he pulled them out and licked his fingers clean, "taste so good" he chuckled and took his pants off, his erection springing out.
I bit my lip and waited nervously for him, feeling his tip at my entrance, slowly push in. "Ohh fuck!" I moaned, feeling him stretch me out slowly.
"So good.." he groaned, bottoming himself out in me. He retracted himself out of me and slammed back into me. Creating a harsh pace.
"Holy fuck!" I whimpered, feeling his tip ramming into my g spot brutally, leaving no mercy. "Take it schatz, take it all" he growled lowly, his hands tangling in my hair and pulling it back so that our bodies were connected.
He held my stomach, holding me up to his chest and pounded into me, my boobs bouncing up and down like crazy from how fast he was going. I felt his lips connect with my neck, sucking roughly and leaving marks everywhere.
I felt my stomach twist in a knot, signalling my impending orgasm. My pussy clenched around Toms cock tightly, like a snake wrapping itself around someones leg.
With one last brutal thrust I came, my orgasm crashing down and cum spilling all over his cock. He groaned and kept thrusting, shortly coming to his own orgasm too.
Shooting his cum into me, painting my insides white. "Oh fuckk..." he panted out, collapsing onto the bed, i layed beside him and felt his arms wrap tightly around me, pulling me closer.
E/N: kinda rushed but i hope u like it <3
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GOTTA BE GENTLE !
characters: nanami, gojo, choso
genre: smut
warnings: pet names(darling for nanami, baby for both gojo & choso), finger fucking, unprotected sex, p-i-v penetration, breeding(choso's), choso calls reader delicate, reader has a vagina
a/n: i saw this post and just knew i had to take advantage of it. enjoy!
Nanami
eyes narrowing in on your helpless body, nanami pounds his cock deep into you with deep, slow, and calculated thrusts. his tip presses against your cervix with almost every stroke. though, slight hesitancy is shown with him. not just because today he was forced to work overtime - but almost because he was holding back. his forearms flexed more than usual, while his focus is on his thrusts. not only to ensure he calculates correctly to pleasure you, but almost like he's checking if he's using too much force with you. he could quite literally cause much more damage if he wished to do so - and even when he's holding back, he's still seemingly overly conscious of your smaller body. "feelin' alright, d-darling? hope I'm not - hurtin' you." he says through struggled groans and grit teeth, smirking when your cries of pleasure get louder directly after. "i'll take that.. as a yes."
Gojo
gojo smirks, fingers buried deep into your cunt as he fingers you. his pace has changed multiple times - fast, then slow, a medium pace then slow and fast again. to keep you on your toes, keep you whining for him. but there's only one thing - you've seen gojo do a lot. with much more force and effortless power than you ever thought could be conjured for a supposed human. however, with you, he was always so gentle - so caring and conscious of every touch that made contact with you. it even got to a point he'd told you he held back. that he had to, otherwise, there was no telling what'd happen. "faster, please. please, please, please." you beg, feeling your climax approaching quickly. you were close - so close. "can't do that one, baby." he denies, slowing his pace intentionally. "'toru!" you whine, almost beginning to kick at the unfair teasing. "please." gojo only shakes his head. "if i went any faster, i'm sure i'd break you. can't hurt my one and only, right?~" he asks, fingers fastening with every syllable before coming down again, stopping your climax once again. "gotta care for you gently, baby."
Choso
you feel your eyes roll to the back of your head, choso angling your fragile body just perfectly over the bed and hitting your g-spot with every stroke. and even though they're all fairly harsh, his grasp his harsher. the way his fingers dig into your waist, the obvious flex of his veins and slight shake he has despite being perfectly fine. you knew he was holding something back - he usually always was. you throw your hand back, reaching in search of making contact with his while he continues to fuck you over the bed. "fuck, baby." he groans, throwing his head back in pleasure. "if i didn't know any better.. i 'ought to fuck you 'til you become one with the mattress." he says, speeding up with his thrusts when he feel's your puffy cunt squeeze against his cock once again. "y'so fuckin' delicate, can't even give you all i want.." he brings your hips to meet his, filling you with his cum once again. "..i'd fuck around n' hurt you." he says as he kisses your temples, smirking as you try to come down from your orgasm.
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impulsive
pairing: chris sturniolo x reader
summary: chris impulsively texts you, and it end up with him between your thighs.
warnings: smut, face sitting, short oneshot
notes: hope you like it, don’t read if you don’t like sexual content! ill make more fluff in the future! btw pink is texts
chris: hi, can you sit on my face??
you: dont know where this is coming from but yes i can
chris: really? like actually? you’re serious?
you: how about you come over and i can show you how serious i am?
chris: omw
“fuck fuck fuck.” you whined, head falling foward to stare down at your best friend between your thighs.
you let out a cry as his lips sucked roughly around your clit, your knuckles turning white as you clutched onto your headboard.
chris’ eyes rolled to the back of his head, getting drunk off the taste of you. he couldn’t get enough of your pussy, veined hands gripping onto your thighs to keep you in place. he forced you to ride his face until you screamed from his tongue and mouth, shaking and convulsing. he still didn’t stop though, but its not like you wanted him to.
your glazed over eyes found his lovestruck ones peering up at you as he slowly flicked his tongue into your dripping pussy, making your legs tremble at the sight. this was something you had fantasized about but never thought would come true, considering chris was your best friend and never indicated he had wanted anything more.
“o-oh my god, i’m cumming again.” you squealed, muscles tensing weakly as you orgasmed once again. he groaned into your cunt at the taste of your cum dribbling down into his mouth, your hips jerked in over-sensitivity as he continued his tongue movements with vigor.
“c-chris! i cant!” you whimpered, trying to pull off of him but his hands pulled your pussy back down towards his panting mouth, making you sob in overstimulation.
“stop moving. you’ll cum as many times as i say, alright?” he murmured, softly kissing your clit and making you flinch from the burning pleasure. it was borderline painful, but that just made you moan more and louder.
“h-hurts! oh fuck, feels so f-fucking good.” you cry out, your hips now subconsciously rocking against chris’ mouth, seeking out the scorching pain and pleasure he gives you over and over and over.
“you like sitting on my face, baby? my tongue in your pussy?” he lewdly asks while catching his breath, hands massaging your thick thighs that tighten around his head. jesus, he would happily live and die here on this bed, with you sitting on his face.
you mindlessly nod, small tears building in your waterline. your definitely disheveled, your hair is a mess, eyes half lidded, and mouth slightly parted.
he smacks his hand down on your thigh when you don’t answer, making you gasp. he could feel your cunt clench.
“answer me, y/n. or did i fuck you too stupid to speak?”
chris’ words only make you whine and move your hips, trying to get him to just continue even if you knew it would hurt to orgasm again. you wanted it.
he doesn’t comply. he starts to tease you, kissing and biting your inner thighs but not going to where you want him.
you groan in frustration, body trembling with need as your chest heaves with heavy breaths. your pussy clenches around nothing, and you know he can tell his teasing is affecting you by the smirk on his glistening lips.
“what is it, y/n? did i really fuck you stupid? use your words.”
you glare down at him as your pleasure fades away, but the constant throb of need is there. “chris.” you grumble, sighing as he kisses your thigh.
“there ya go, atta girl. now tell me what you want.” his voice is low and causing goosebumps to rise on your hot skin.
“i want you.” you whisper honestly, and you lock half lidded eyes with him. you both know you mean that in more ways than one, not just sexually.
chris’ adams apple bobs as he swallows and then smiles with relief and infatuation. “good. i want you too.”
“then hurry up, chris.” you whine, bringing your hips down in a desperate motion, “please fuck me.”
(not proofread or edited)
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lights down low - c. sturniolo
in which ... chris wins another show during the versus tour so he fucks you like a champion. bf!chris x black!fem reader
warnings ; smut , unprotected piv , semi-public sex , oral ( male receiving ) dom!chris, overstim
"𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒕."
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱
you smiled softly behind stage as the winner was announced — once again, chris had won another show and so far he was in the lead. you couldn't make it to his other shows, so you thought it was a good idea to let nick and matt know you were coming to this show to surprise him.
as the show ended and the triplets said their goodbyes to the fans, they began to head backstage, which is where you waited nervously. nick saw you first, a grin immediately spreading onto his face as he was the first one to wrap his arms around you.
"oh my gosh twin, i missed you so bad!" you gushed as you hugged him back tighter.
"there's no way, i missed you way more!" nick laughs, as the two break apart.
"y/n!" came the sound of matt's voice next, and you squealed as you pulled him into a hug.
"bestie, i missed you!" you say, hugging matt and swaying back and forth a bit, "you need to get back up on yo grind, cause you only winning one show is not it."
"how about you go shoot some hoops, then?" matt says with an eyeroll, causing you to playfully push his arm way.
"baby? you're here?"
chris's voice causes matt to step aside as you grin sheepishly upon seeing your boyfriend chris — he wore a black beanie which had some of hair soft brown hair sticking out of it and a matching black hoodie. but even with the simplicity of his outfit, he still looked so fine.
"i missed you so much, ma," chris said, immediately going to scoop you up in his arms.
you took in the scent of his dior savauge cologne, inhaling deeply as he wrapped his arms around your waist holding you close to him — he held him in by the neck, running your hands through his hair as you softly pulled as the brown locks that adorned his head.
"okay, please get a room!" nick groaned, causing you both to pull away from the sweet embrace, "and stop hogging y/n, we missed her too!"
"not as much as i missed that pussy," chris whispered in your ear, causing your eyes to widen.
"boy!" you said, smacking his arm lightly which in turn causes him to give a light smack to your ass. "you play too damn much."
"oh come on baby, don't treat the champion like that," chris grins, looking down at you hungrily. "you know, i was thinking of you to help me win."
"oh really?" you ask, your big doe eyes staring up at him innocently, "and what're you gonna do with me now that you've won?"
"enjoy my trophy."
"fuck baby, just like that," chris moans, throwing his head back as he holds a firm grip on your hair.
you look him in the eyes as you swirl your tongue around his throbbing tip before taking him into your mouth — tears brim at your eyes as he thrusts into your mouth at a steady pace, causing you to deep throat him.
"sh-shit ma, i'm gonna cum," chris groans, "you ready?"
you let out a whimper to let him know you're ready and just then his load shoots into your mouth, which you swallow entirely. with a pop, you come up from his cock and wipe the edge of your mouth with a small grin.
"get on all fours, now," chris demands, standing up so that he's directly behind you.
you oblige and strip naked, getting on your hands and knees on the bed in front of you — being that you were on the tour bus, it was hard for you to move around so you were practically up against chris.
his hands immediately went to grip your waist as your back arched, your head coming into contact with the bed as it's pushed down. chris grabs his still throbbing cock and aligns it with your entrance, pushing himself all the way inside you.
"f-fuck, chris!" you yell out, the stretch burning you.
he gives you no time to adjust, his hips already rocking towards you at an ungodly pace causing your head to be buried into the mattress.
"fuck, right there!" you moan out, his tip kissing that sweet spot in your cervix.
"this sweet pussy, all for me," chris groans out, his grip on your waist likely to make bruises later, "you're so fucking tight, shit!"
"mm, keep going baby," you manage to whine out, as his cock keeps deliciously hitting your cervix at the angle.
"fuck baby, you like when i fuck you like this?" chris says tauntingly, leaning down to your ear, "my beautiful trophy, all fucked out."
"b-baby, i'm so close," you whine out.
"m'close too ma, hold it," chris grunts out lowly, not slowing his pace once. "fuck, i'm..."
with a loud moan, chris shoots his loud out into you painting your walls with his seed, which at the same time your juices spurt out of you as well.
but oh, he wasn't done. "turn and face me now, ma."
"chris, i'm sensitive!" you whine out as you turn back facing the front of him.
he looks down at you with a taunting smile, clicking his tongue. "c'mon ma, i know you can give me another one. you know your safe word."
and he's aligning his cock with your entrance again, this time he throws your leg over his shoulder as he slowly enters you, causing tears to form at your eyes at the sensitivity.
"oh my gosh!" you cry out, as he slowly moves at a steady pace trying to be thoughtful to your sensitivity.
"fuck, c'mon baby," chris says as he begins thrusting in and out you.
his looks down to see his bulge in your stomach, pressing down on it as you let out loud moans as he begins pounding into you mercilessly.
"fuck chris!" you whine, your nails digging into his back.
"look at you ma, taking my cock and doing so good for me," chris praises, causing you to moan.
one of his arms takes yours from off his back as he interlocks your hands whilst leaning down to kiss you sloppily — you know you're hair dresser is gonna be so tired of you coming back to get your hair re-done, cause you're almost certain it's messed up.
his kiss swallows any moan that threatens to spill out your mouth as the sound of squelching could be heard from the both of you, nothing but pure euphoria taking over both of your bodies as you indulge in each other.
"i'm gonna cum, baby," you whine.
"fuck, me too ma," chris moans, his thrusts becoming sloppier.
with a loud pornographic moan of his name, your orgasm washes over you for the second time as your juices spill out — chris lets out a gutteral groan as he shoots his load into you for the second time. his thrusts slow as you both ride out your high, then he pulls out of you and falls beside you.
you turn to smile at him, his hair sticking to his forehead as he immediately cups your face and presses a soft kiss to your lips.
"i've missed you so much," chris rasps, and you hold his hand in your own as you look up at him.
"i've missed you too, baby," you coo, pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek.
lil 💌
look who finally wrote another smut ! i hope y'all liked this one. i'm gon try & get back into my lil writing groove, possibly write some shit other than smut too <3.
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MINE
c.sturniolo
includes: smut, oral!female, friends with benefits (kinda), friends with secrets, teasing, pet names, dom!chris, fem!reader.
short summary: you’re always been in a little situationship with chris, meeting up everyday, having sex in secret and pretending that you’re strangers in public but after chris’s team won the tournament he broke the friends with benefits thing.
“Oh- fuck”, Chris breathed out while throwing his head back while I was on top of him, bringing both of us closer to the edge. Once I felt him release inside me i got off of him and licked the juices off.
“Atta girl”, Chris praised me as he grabbed me by the arm and leaned in to kiss me.
“Don’t you need to start getting ready for the tournament?”, I whispered between kisses.
“It can wait”, Chris whispered back, deepening the kiss, I felt his hand sliding up on my chest.
“Not now”, I whispered.
“Yes, now”, Chris groaned.
I pulled away and threw his shirt at him.
“Get ready for the tournament asshole”.
Chris looked at me the whole time as I was putting my clothes back on.
“You’re so beautiful ”.
“Tell that to your girlfriend”.
“You know we broke things off”.
“Doesn’t seem like she thinks that way”.
Chris rolled his eyes as he got off of the bed, starting to get ready for the tournament.
“Are you nervous?”, I asked him.
“Not really, I know my team can win”.
“Okay, well I’m heading out.”
“Wait”, Chris grabbed me by the arm before I was able to leave.
“What?”.
“Will you be at the tournament? You know the the final, it’s important to me.”
“Don’t worry, your girlfriend will be there to cheer you on”.
“She’s not my girlfriend and I want you to be there.”
“You already got what you wanted. Sex before your big match. I think that’s enough.”
“I want you everywhere with me.”.
I looked at him and deeply sighed.
“Don’t you think how weirdly everyone would react when they’ll see me with you?”.
“I really don’t give a fuck on what people will think”, he whispered as his hands were softly trailing around my waist.
I breathed out as I backed away.
“I’ll think about it, bye for now”.
“Bye”.
At the tournament
I did arrive at the tournament because deep down I wanted to. I wanted to see how good he looks in his hockey clothing. I arrived earlier so I could catch up with Chris before his match but I saw him laughing with his team and his supposedly ex girlfriend standing very close to him. His arm was wrapped around her. I don’t know why I get so jealous when me and him are nothing. We’re just fucking for fun. At least that’s what he said a while ago.
He doesn’t know I’ve been having feelings for him and I’m not planning on telling him. He saw me from afar as he gave me a smile. I didn’t even notice how he was looking at me, I just walked away without noticing.
I walked into the nearest girls bathroom and started at myself in the mirror. A few minutes later she walked in.
“Hey”.
I turned to look at her and then turned to look at the mirror again, fixing my hair.
“Hi there”.
“Is it okay if I ask you something?”, she asked me with a worried tone.
“Go on”.
“Is everything okay with Chris? I figured that since you’re very close with him you might know what’s happening to him? He’s been acting very cold towards me”.
‘He doesn’t wanna be with you, he tried breaking up with you tons of times but you’re still not understanding the signs cuz you’re blind as fuck’ is what i wanted to say but instead
“I’m not sure. We don’t talk about stuff like that. I’m sure he loves you”, is what I said to her as I stormed out of the bathroom.
I saw more people surrounding the building so I walked into the arena to take my seat. Chris was standing next to the door. He was looking at me but I glanced at him and turned away. I was pissed and jealous. I was tired of pretending like I don’t feel anything back. I wonder if feels the same.
I saw the teams entering the ice arena and everyone was cheering and screaming loudly, especially to Chris obviously because he was the captain. I saw her again, sitting not so far away from me. She was smiling and cheering him. I started to feel like shit and so guilty because she has no idea what i’ve done with Chris plenty of times. That would destroy her and I’m trying to imagine myself in her place, I would feel the same way. I just hope that Chris will break it off with her for real in a nice way because I don’t want her getting hurt.
The game was going on for about an hour now and the teams were tied up and everybody was screaming so much. The winning goal was given to Chris. All the people surround me were loosing their minds and I know the pressure Chris was feeling. He bend down to his knees for a few seconds and he turned to the audience sight. His eyes met mine. I could see how nervous he was. I nodded to him and mouthed him
“You can do it”.
I swear, in this moment I could feel everything around me stop, like it was just me and him, having our moment. I snapped out of it quickly tho, noticing him nodding back and him holding his hockey stick firmly. He tricked the other team into spinning around in circles and him landing the puck straight into the middle of the gate. Absolutely everybody went wild, cheering. Chris was raised to the top by his team and all of them shouted “chris” at the same time. I got up and tried getting through the crowd only for her to stop again. I saw her eyes were teary and she was mad.
“What’s wrong?”, I asked her.
“I saw that little eye contact you had with Chris, I wondered why he wasn’t looking to my direction. I know everything..”,
My heart dropped because she was never meant to find out this way.
“Chris said he was gonna talk to you soon, im sorry you found out this way”.
She just looked at me and sighed.
“Look, next time, promise me that you won’t lie if you end up in situations like this. Tell the truth to the girl if the boyfriend is lying”.
I just looked at her because I felt guilty.
She softly smiled and leaned in to hug me.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too”, we both laughed it off. We quickly gave each other our phone numbers and she left the game. I saw people were leaving except the teams friends, families, girlfriends.
I tried leaving and I almost did but I heard my name.
“Chris is waiting for you”.
I turned my head and I saw Chris next to the door, I walked down the stairs and walked closer to him. He was looking at me, placing his hand on my cheek and softly playing with my hair. I slowly took off the helmet off of him and placed it on the chair. He looked so fucking good. The wet, messy hair.
“You’re so cute when you look up at me with those doe eyes of yours”.
“Yeah well I can’t change my height.”
“Sexy and feisty. Can’t get enough of you”, and with that he leaned in to kiss me in front of his whole fucking teammates. I didn’t care at that moment because this kiss felt real, because he officially broke the “friends with benefits”, situation. His whole team was cheering and that’s when I pulled away but Chris leaned me in for a hug.
“I love you, I always did”, I whispered into Chris’s ear. He had to bend down a little to hear me perfectly. Gosh, something about him bending down for me made me weak in the knees.
He smiled at those words and leaned in to kiss me again.
“My place, spend the night please”, Chris whispered between kisses.
“Okay, Christopher”.
“Call me that again”, Chris whispered again.
“I looked up at him as I pulled from the kiss for a few seconds.
“Christopher”, I whispered in a tiny seductive tone.
“Fuck, how did I get so lucky”, Chris placed his hands on my ass and leaned in to kiss me again. I softly giggled and pulled him away.
“Don’to do that here”.
“Everybody needs to know hot my girl is”.
“Go get ready”, I softly punched his shoulders urging him so we could leave this place faster.
Never saw him getting ready this fast, he practically sprung out of the bathroom and fell into my arms.
“You really are something”, I giggled while he was attacking my neck with kisses.
Durning the car ride home it was silent but it was that comfortable silence.
“I broke it off with Camilla”, Chris said out of no where.
I looked at him with a questionable face expression.
“Did you talk to her?”, I asked him.
“Yeah, I thought she left the game before I could talk to her but she was waiting for me next to the bathroom after the game ended”.
“Okay, I talked to her too. She seems hurt.”
“I know. I know. But she pretended to never hear the words when I said that we need to break up so that pissed me off”.
“Well she finally heard you”.
“Yeah.”, Chris sighed.
As we slowly pulled to the driveway Chris parked the car and turned to look at me.
“I want you to know that we’re officially breaking this shitty benefits thing. I want you. Not just for sex. But I wanna know everything about you, I wanna spend every minute with you. I want you everywhere with me”.
I just looked at him and slowly picked up his hand and placed it where my heart beats. It was beating crazy.
Chris just looked at me and smiled, leaning in to kiss me again, this kiss felt real, for the first time it felt real. The kiss kept getting more intense, more heavy, Chris leaned in closer, placing his hand on my face, his breath got heavier and his hands were trailing down around my body.
“I need you so bad right now”, Chris whispered. His tone sounded needy and whiny.
“Not here”, I whispered.
Chris pulled away from the kiss getting out of the car, he walked to my side and opened the door for me. Both of us walked into the house, Matt and Nick were eating dinner in the kitchen. When they saw us Matt immediately walked up to us, giving Chris a hug.
“Congrats on winning the tournament bro”.
“Thanks”.
Matt smiled and then looked at me.
“So I’m guessing you guys made it official?”, Matt asked.
I looked to Chris, I thought that I will have to answer this but Chris answered before I opened my mouth.
“Yes, it’s official”, Chris spoke as he placed a soft kiss on my head.
“That’s cute”, Nick came up to us and gave both of us a hug.
“Well we’re gonna head out”, Matt said.
“What, where?”, I asked.
“Nick wants to see some new movie at the cinema and he’s begging for me to go with him”.
“Okay, have fun”.
“We will, y’all have fun too”, Matt winked at us before leaving the house.
“They left on purpose”.
“Definitely, which gives us the perfect opportunity”, Chris picked me up and placed me onto the kitchen table.
“You really can’t wait, can you?”, I teased him.
“Not when I have the perfect opportunity to please my girl when nobody’s home”.
I smiled at him as he slowly began taking off my shirt as well as I took off his shirt.
He slowly took me into his arms again and took me upstairs, placing me softly onto the bed and kissing all over my neck down to my chest. I breathed heavily not breaking eye contact.
He slowly lowered himself between my thighs, taking off my thong, trailing his fingers around my throbbing clit.
“Fuck-, Chris, please”, I whined.
“Patience pretty, patience.”
Chris slowly licked my folds, low whimpers escaping my mouth, him slowly fastening the peace as my fingers dig into his hair, thrusting my hips into his mouth. He slowly entered his fingers inside, i arched my back digging my fingers deeper into his hair. He threw one of my legs on his shoulders so he would have more access.
I grabbed onto the bed sheets, biting my lower lip trying my best not to let out any sounds.
“Let me hear you ma, i love the sounds you can make with that pretty voice of yours”, Chris teased.
“Don’t fucking stop, oh - my god.”, I whimpered out, throwing my head back.
Chris brought me to the edge making me gasp out loud. He got onto the bed and leaned in to kiss me once again, leaving marks on my neck.
“Slow down there”.
“I’m good, gotta let let everyone know you’re mine”.
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the way i got lazy at the end to write the smut im sorry yall 😞😞been super super busy so please bare with this one. i love you all💗
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(Since you wanted me here so much! HERE I AM BESTIE!)
🍑For Sinful Sunday🍆
I am thinking about Hawks and well... he is a bird yeah?
So how about Hawks going into his spring season??? Him being all nice and sweet, giving his s/o little gifts, him LITERALLY building a nest... ONLY TO FUCK IN THERE FOR DAYS! Until his pretty mate is tired and full of seed to the point it's leaking out. Of cours it's not like he is done just yet 😏😏😏
(Hoenstly... idk what I am doing here! Love you gurl!)
SINFUL SUNDAY
Spring was the mating season for birds, and you could likely guess how it affected Keigo. During this time, he constantly felt a fiery heat, and his sexual desire became noticeably heightened.
"It's spring," he moaned. His hips surged forward, making you gasp around his thick shaft, his reddened tip hit the back of your throat again as you were giving him the head.
Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes as he began slamming his cock down your throat, his pace rough and rapid, almost primal.
Did he mean it was mating season? You had indeed observed other avian-like traits in him lately — those little trinkets he proudly displayed on his desk at work, the absent-minded whistling as he strolled through the office. Yet, you never thought mating season could be among them!
His words tumbled out hastily, almost strained, as if forming complete sentences was far beyond him. His rut had utterly consumed him. “Fuck, gonna cum soon.” His pace quickened as his entire length was being forced down your tight throat. His wings trembled and unfolded as he cum into your mouth.
The instant his taste met your tongue, an involuntary moan escaped you.
"Fuck, dove. I need you, right now," he growled, his lips brushing against yours as he helped you up to your feet. His hand ventured between you, shifting your underwear aside as two fingers delved into your dripping warmth. Another guttural growl escaped his lips. "Oh, fuck, I gotta fuck you. So incredibly wet," he murmured, pushing you down on the bed that looked rather like a huge nest with all those pillows and blankets, his hand wrapping around his aching cock, pumping it several times, gliding it between your slick folds to immerse it in your intoxicating wetness shortly after. Hawks aligned himself with your entrance, impelling himself entirely inside you with one fluid motion.
Your gasp of pleasure was truly a music to his ears.
He began pounding into you relentlessly, filling the air with an unmistakably lewd and wet squelching sounds. "Oh, oh, fuck!" He clung to your hips with an intensity that hinted at marks to come, and his fervent kisses trailed from your cheek down to the pulse point on your neck, each one growing increasingly passionate and sloppy. "You belong to me," he panted, his thrusts becoming increasingly sloppy. "All mine," his voice, drenched in overwhelming desire, reverberated with a deep, primal hunger.
Your cunt clinched against him as your head lolled back on the pile of pillows.
Hawks deftly angled his hips, hitting that spongy, sensitive spot deep within you, and in an instant, your climax devoured you. Your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing dick, creating a frothy white ring at the base. "Oh, Keigo, yes!"
This was sufficient to push him over the brink too. His hips spasmed against yours as he released his hot semen deep within you. "Ah, fuck! My sexy baby bird," Hawks grunted, laying on top of you. "Took all of my seed so well. Hope you'll get round with my offspring soon."
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You're Mean.
pairings: brat!fem reader x Dom!Male
- can be any dom but it’s Sukuna & Sugu coded 🤭
being bratty doesn’t end up being fun for you.
"You fucking brat."As you ran away from him truly trying to get out your punishment. After egging him on all day pulling insult after insult out in public mostly embarrassing him than yourself, he said he'd fix your attitude when you both got home, and he was determined, and you weren't going down without a fight. You ran up to your shared bedroom thinking of somewhere to hide when he slowly closes the door and you feel his rough calloused hand around your neck pulling a small shriek from you. "Where do you think you”re going baby?" Trying to get out of his grip he pulls you flushed against his chest. Youre still trying to wiggle away from him when his grip got tighter. Not enough to actually hurt you but enough to know youre in trouble."So princess.. Why did you think it would be a good idea to run away from me?" You stayed silent. He didnt want your silence. He wanted an answer. He loosened his grip around your neck and grabs your arm so you didn’t try and run away again. dragging you to the foot of the bed and sits pulling you over his lap.“You gonna talk baby or..” he starts slowly rubbing your ass. “Am I going to have to spank you.” You didn’t care at this point. It was the principal. “Your bed baby.” He pulls your panties off in one full swoop flipping your skirt over your ass and swats your ass twice. Soft moans came from your mouth and it made him chuckle.“Oh you like this baby?” You stare back at him. Not saying a word when he smacks you two more times on the same cheek. more moans fell from your mouth. His hand ran down to cup your soaking cunt with his hand which causes you to yelp out. Trying to push his hand away when he grabs both of your hands holding them behind your back. “What are you doing.” “Nothing!” “Now she speaks.” “You’re mean!” “I may be mean. But you were the one who was being a brat.” “Stop it!!” “It’s crazy how you think you have any say right now baby” You pout up at him when he shoves two fingers inside of your soaking cunt. Pumping his fingers in and out of you pulling moan after moan when he felt you tighten up against him he completely pulled out slapping your ass. “What the fuck!” He just laughs. Slapping your ass again. “Still think you’re in charge sweetheart?” “Yes! Get off of me!” As you’re trying to squirm off of him his grip gets tighter holding your hips with his free hand.“You know baby you’re so fucking cute when you think you’re in charge. But we both know who realy owns this pussy” As his hand releases yours he shoves his fingers deep back inside you. Pumping at a ridiculously speed. “Who’s cunt is this baby?” “S’Yours daddy!” “That’s what I thought. Now cum for me brat” You’re squirming against him again feeling that tingling feeling in your lower half moaning his name like a mantra.“I’m cumming!” Squirting all over his lap with him whispering praises into your ear.“Good girl. One more time baby who owns this cunt” as he slowly pulls his fingers out cupping your cunt “You.. daddy. You own my cunt” “Good girl.”
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teasing mike with an ice cube. 18+ mdi
not proofread don’t yell at me
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mike has been tied to the bed post for almost ten minutes now, and blindfolded for nearly just as long.
he’s fully worked himself up by this point. chest heaving, cheeks ruddy, lips slick and red, boxers tented deliciously. he looks perfect.
not to mention the thin lines of wetness trailing all over his chest and stomach, leaving little red paths from the intense cold in their wake.
you can’t remember who started this, all you remember is trying to fix mike and you a couple of drinks shortly after he got back from dropping abby at vanessa’s place. innocently filling each glass with ice cubes when mike slid up behind you, kissing your neck and whispering filth in your ear.
you rolled your eyes, feigning annoyance to rile mike up. it worked of course, he’s a simple man, but just not in the way you wanted it too. mike grabbed an ice cube and dropped it down the back of your shirt, and a small wrestling match ensued leaving both of you on the floor making out.
one thing led to another and mike hauled you up in a rush to get to the bedroom, you didn’t even notice he grabbed the glass full of ice cubes off the counter.
now you’re here, minus some clothes, sitting on mikes thighs trailing ice cube after ice cube over his sensitive skin on display.
“ah! mhm shit…” mike whimpers out when you run the cold ice over his left nipple, hands clenching and unclenching where they’re bound to the bedpost.
you hum back nonchalantly, mouth too occupied to respond fully. your lips wrapped around a piece of ice that’s quickly melting, you circle his nipple a few times drawing out little keens from him as you do.
the ice fully melts, leaving your lips cold as you trail kisses all along his pecs. you travel all the way up his neck, sucking at the sensitive spot behind his ear. mikes breathy moans make your heart race and fireworks go off deep in your stomach.
you take advantage of mike being blindfolded to surprise him, stopping your assault on his neck to kiss him properly. he responds almost immediately, craning his head up to desperately kiss you back and moaning into your mouth enthusiastically.
you smile into the kiss before you can stop yourself, mikes responsiveness to your touch never fails to make you giddy.
you pull back, breaking the kiss much to mikes dismay. he lets out an all suffering groan, trying his best to rear up in chase of your lips.
you sit back, just watching him for a second. the biggest drawback of the blindfold is that you can’t see mikes eyes. they’ve always been your favorite feature of his, they’re so expressive. you can read whatever he’s thinking by just looking in his eyes.
you reel back before you feel yourself starting to get too sentimental, that’s not what mike needs right now. that’s not what either of you need right now.
“how’s it feel?” you ask softly, running your hands up and down his chest.
mike shivers under your light touch. “feels weird,” he breathes out quietly, “feels so fucking good though.”
“yeah?” you ask hotly, reaching out to pluck another piece of ice wasting no time before popping it in your mouth and shuffling down mikes body.
“ah!” mike exclaims as you start up on his chest again, circling his right nipple a few times before making your way over to his left to repeat the process.
only this time you dare to go lower, dragging the ice down the center of his chest to his stomach to trace shapes with the ice. a circle, a square, a heart, you even spell your name out. mike yelps, his abs tensing.
“shit! baby oh god,” he babbles incoherently, head trashing back and forth on the pillow.
you trail the ice all the way to the hem of his boxers, kissing along where the seam meets his skin while raking your hands up his legs.
mike keens, his legs fight to stay still. “fuck yes, don’t stop. please don’t stop.”
hearing his desperate pleas and whines spur you on enough to stop teasing him. you roughly yank his boxers down, his hard dick bobbing out to slap against his stomach. you moan at the sight of him, flushed red and wet at the tip.
sparks go off at the base of your spine. you need him in your mouth now. you crunch down on your ice enthusiastically, swallowing the bits and pieces left.
you know your tongue, lips, and mouth are still cold from how many ice cubes you’ve gone through. apparently, mike didn’t think of that, so the cold kiss you plant on the tip of his dick takes him by surprise.
“fuck! oh fuck fuck fuck-“ he breathes out roughly as you run your cold tongue all over the length of him, kissing and suckling as you go.
you kiss your way up to the tip of his dick, gripping the base in your hand and wrapping your lips around the head.
“s’good baby, feels so good.” mike slurs quietly. you squeeze his thigh with your other hand, starting to bob your head in a steady rhythm.
you pull off, letting the spit that gathered in your mouth drip down the length of mikes dick before you continue bobbing your head. the lewd sound of slurping that fills the room makes your ears burn in the best way possible. the familiar weight and taste of him on your tongue leaves your pussy aching.
mike’s a incoherent mess at this point, reduced down to making needy sounds and tugging at his restraints in vain.
you plunge lower, down to the base of his cock and swallow around him. mike yelps.
“shit baby i’m gonna-fuck-i’m gonna fucking come.” he’s unable to stop the praises that flow out of his mouth. his legs are kicking out erratically, but you’ll give him a pass just this once.
you pull all the way off mike’s dick, using your hand to stroke him quickly. “do it mike. come for me,“ you purr hoarsely. “be good and come for me.” your lips brushing against the tip of mikes weeping dick has his orgasm hitting him like a train and spurting his come into your parted lips.
“fuck!” he shouts, voice raspy and loud. you bob your head down again to swallow his release, tearing an overwhelmed keen from mike’s chest. he’s rocking his hips mindlessly up into your mouth to ride out his orgasm.
you can tell that he’s extremely sensitive, but that doesn’t stop you. “oh shit–” mike gasps as you continue to suckle at his sensitive spent dick, coaxing out tiny drops of come.
“s’to much, i can’t!” he cries, hips pressing into the mattress trying to squirm away from the pleasure turned overstimulation. you take pity on him, and pull off after one long suck, pressing one last kiss to the head.
you slide up the length of mike’s body, pulling a blanket up with you to cover you both. his chest is heaving and he’s covered in sweat. “i’m gonna take the blindfold off.” you say softly, reaching up to gently remove the blindfold. he only grunts in response.
mike has his eyes closed when you take it off him, still coming down from his orgasm. then you undo the tie you used as a makeshift rope to free his wrists from the bedpost. tossing both items aside you finally lay down and cuddle up next to mike.
he turns his head to you, eyes open and looking into yours. “hi.” you say with a soft smile.
mike laughs weakly, strong arms circling your waist to pull you closer. “that was… holy shit.” mike says reverently. you laugh, tangling your legs with his under the blanket. “you’re welcome.”
mike doesn’t respond, instead leaning in to kiss you. the two of you slowly make out, hands roaming each others body’s contently. you pull back just enough to rest your forehead against his.
“you want that drink now?”
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priest!johnprice x reader set around the 1500's where he is all you can think about. How his hands fit around the the graced chalice, symbolizing the blood of his savior, and those same hands around your neck, in you.
priest!john price where during mass he looks in the crowd for you, and traces your naked collar bones from your dress, and how they would look stained red the same shade as the wine he drinks.
priest!john price, heavy lidded looking at you on your knees fingers intertwined with each other, thinking how you would look at him with your doe eyes as you were to be on your knees for him.
He wants to taste you, again and again, like a secret, or more so like a sin.
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Ugh! Just can't take it away from my head, an innocent yet sinister Price in this scenario. Just know this is purely fictional and not a bash on any religion, faith or ideals. Just an idea.
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hi i farted
so teeeheee i was thiiiinking 2024 billiam billy buns and yk how he leaves his home a lot to go to like other places n shit idk- so this time he had to leave poor ol reader alone by themselves at their house and after, lets say, a week he finally returns home and reader is like suuwwppeerrr horny and pent up and basically like jumps on him (exaggeration🤫) like a feral dog so bill eats them out and fucks them😁😁😁😁GHERES SOMETHING IN MY EYEHHELP
I heard the door open and gasped as I saw Bill walking in, bags of luggage following him. As soon as our eyes met his stressed our expression softened, "Oh Bill!" I cried out, running to him and jumping in his arms, legs wrapping around his waist.
He chuckled and kissed me softly, "oh I missed you schatz, it's been a long fucking week" he grunted, carrying me to the couch and plopping me down, sitting next to me.
Bill often had trips outside the country, brand deals, tours, business opportunities and more. I missed him so much and felt so alone, no picture of video of his cock could fully satify me, I needed the real thing.
"Baby.." I whined, rubbing his thigh softly, he raised his eyebrow and turned to me, "right now?" I whimpered and nodded, "i've missed you so much.." I bit my lip, getting on his lap.
He sighed and picked me up again, carrying me to our shared bedroom where I was neglected for a week. He threw me on, riding my huge shirt up and kissing my clothed pussy softly.
"Missed this pussy so much..fuck" he groaned, sliding my panties down and parting my folds with his tongue, latching onto my clit and sucking on it roughly.
"Ohhh fuck!" I moaned, grabbing onto his hair and tugging roughly on it, the pleasure hitting me like a fucking bus. "So tasty.." he laughed menacingly, flicking his tongue at my sensitive nub.
"Mmm!" I cried out, bucking my hips up and moving my clit on his tongue faster, desperatly needing release. He could sense my desperation and smirked, wrapping his arms around my thighs and shoving his face in my pussy, licking and slurping roughly.
I groaned, throwing my head back, my lips parting slightly.
"Cum on my tongue baby..make me proud" he grunted, his attack continuing on my clit, building up my orgasm little by little. Eventually I felt a knot form in my stomach, twisting and turning as the pleasure become unbearable, I needed to cum so bad.
"Fuckk! Fuck!" I whimpered, my legs shaking as I came, my juices coating his tongue. He smirked and licked my pussy dry, leaving no evidence of my orgasm.
"Flip over baby..need this cock in you so bad" he growled lowly, forcing me to flip over and get on my hands and knees. I heard his pants drop, his tip meeting my entrance as he got ready to fuck me.
He pushed in, shoving himself in me, leaving me no time to react. I gasped, feeling his cock stretch me out. I was still getting used to Bills size, he was pretty big, 8 inches to be exact. Girthy too.
We've been dating for 4 years yeah but when he goes away for long periods of time it hurts even more, he's usually gentle but we were so desperate that the pain didn't even register.
I groaned, holding onto the sheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. He started to pound into me, slamming his length inside me at a brutal pace, hitting my g spot directly.
"Bill!" I screamed out in pleasure, tears rolling down my cheeks. He smacked my ass roughly, causing me to yelp. He kneaded the flesh, digging his nails into it. "Oww!" I winced, he grunted and slammed himself in harder, "take it..scheiß schlampe" he degraded, spitting on my ass and smacking it again.
"Cum for me again..cmon schatz" he panted, thrusts quickening as I was reaching my orgasm, so close to exploding. "Shit!" I cried out, cumming all over his cock.
He groaned as he felt my pussy clench around his cock tightly, squirting his hot cum into me, coating my walls completely. He fell forward and flipped me over, pulling me onto his chest and stroking my hair softly.
"I missed you so much baby..fuck.." he tried to catch his breath, heart beating fast. I smiled and murmered "missed you more.." he chuckled "cmon let's go to sleep" pulling me in closer and wrapping his arms around me.
E/N: GIRL UR EYE NOO
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LATE NIGHTS.
character: neuvilette x fem!reader
prompt: "please forgive me.. jus' couldn't wait."
warnings: consensual somnophilia, needy + sensitive neuvi, wet dream, slight dacryphilia, edging
a/n: been thinkin ab this for ages
neuvilette is shaken from his sleep after a wet dream. a dream that was so intense it seemed to get him out of his sleep - his hard on lifting the sheets from his current sleeping position.
and out of the corner of his eye - was you. your peaceful, sleeping figure. eyes closed softly, quiet snores occasionally leaving your soft lips. out of what he'd excuse as curiosity, he pulled the sheets back. just a bit. it exposed nothing too extreme: just an oversized shirt you'd bought while out shopping. it was supposed to be a piece for an outfit, but now it's just a classic shirt you sleep in.
removing the sheets further, he admires the way the shirt cascades down your body, hugging you perfectly.
the more of you he sees, the worse he gets. he's palming his cock now, noticing the spots of pre leaking from his tip. he takes another look at you, the sheets now fully off your body. your legs exposed, as you curl into a ball due to the lack of warmth.
the thoughts in neuvilettes mind are anything but professional - anything but acceptable. but you wouldn't mind, right?
you did at some point have that discussion. the discussion of what you wouldn't mind sexually, and what you're into. the same conversation that made neuvilette shy out of his mind.
"if for whatever reason you're awake, and horny while i'm asleep, but don't wanna wake me up.. don't be shy to fuck me til i wake up." your voice echos through his mind. "i won't be upset, promise."
he sighs, moving hesitantly as an attempt to not wake you. he knows it may be inevitable, but he'd want you to get every second possible.
pulling his bottoms off, his cock springs from its confines and slaps up against his stomach. the moonlight defines his body, creating a silhouette only a god would create. his tip is pink and angry when he takes hold of it, pulling off your bottoms as well.
he lightly rubs against your pussy lips, spreading your slick before inserting two fingers. he curls them upward, almost smirking at your unconscious reaction. he then moves to lick a stripe up your cunt, tongue fucking you softly as to not stir you too much. when he feels you're slick enough, he takes hold of his tip.
though, he still frowns. he pushes himself against you, almost groaning at the way your slick feels against his tip. the idea of using you in your sleep still bothers his slightly, but he wasn't against the idea. especially not for a first time occurrence.
pushing himself past your folds and into your tight little hole, he tries to keep moving to a bare minimum - as much as possible, anyway.
"jus for a little, baby.." he mumbled, slowly fitting himself in you. bottoming out, he watched you stir in your sleep once again, likely at the feeling of being so full. "sorry.." he apologized, kissing your forehead as he began to move slowly.
his veiny cock dragged against the gummy walls of your cunt. you clenched around him involuntarily, provoking a surprised moan from him. once again, you stir from the noise. "neuvi.. neuvilette..?" you mumbled. neuvilette kissed your forehead softly, though, with no response you seemed to go right back to sleep.
at the very beginning, he thought it'd be easier. easy as ever, actually. until he kept getting a little too aggressive, making you stir in your sleep unintentionally, or almost waking you up had he not coaxed you back to your dreamland.
as time went on, neuvilette began to see it as a game of sorts - to not wake you up. only bad thing being, he constantly edged himself. the closer he got to his climax, the rougher he'd get. the more likely you were to be woken up. he didn't want to - he hated the idea of you losing sleep over him not having control over his sexual urges. but what could he do?
but now, his hand wrapped around your tit while the other took hold of your waist, he got needy. he was nearing a sort of overstimulation he'd never dealt with before. a neediness he never expected. a roughness even he wouldn't think could be provoked from him.
"please forgive me.." he mumbled, looking into your sleepy eyes as your hands couldn't decipher whether they wanted to grip the sheets at his fast pace or rub the sleep out of the corners of your eyes. "m' so sorry.. so sorry.." he whined, tears lining his eyes as he increased his pace, encouraged by the small moans and whines that began to exit your lips. "jus' couldn't wait.." he kisses your forehead, grip tightening over your waist.
"said i could, yeah? you don't mind.." he repeated what he remembered, his mind foggy from constantly edging himself. "couldn't wait. you were so pretty, and.." it began to rain outside as tears cascaded down his rosy cheeks. "..you understand, right? right?"
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Luke Castellan! Nsfw Drabble
Luke Castellan who, when sitting around the campfire, invites you to talk with him by the beach
As you talk, you begin to notice things. You notice the way his chocolate eyes seem to glow in the moonlight, the way his dark locks fall into his eyes
Your gaze travels to the shimmering in his ears, though, and realize that Luke Castellan has a couple of sick-ass piercings
A couple helix’s, a few lobes, is that a conch??
You decide to ask him how many piercings he has, playfully grinning at him
He fixes you with a smirk, checking out your piercings. You have two lobes and one helix, nothing crazy. He blinks at you, then casts his gaze back to the ocean. “I have 9.” He drawls.
“Two lobes, and two helix’s on each ear.” He states. “That’s only eight..?” I respond, giggling at his mistake.
“Guess where the last piercing is” Luke Castellan practically purrs
a/n: i like piercings ok ☹️
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Sending BF! Ateez spicy pics while they’re busy
MDNI 18+
Content warning! Swearing, name calling, implied nsfw images and lots of horny lmk if I missed anything!
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fuck it
c.sturniolo
cw: smut, kinda intense???, praising, swearing, pet names, domishsubish!chris, fem!reader, oral, fake dating trope.
short summary: practising kissing with chris sturniolo who’s your fake boyfriend but he pulls away due to him getting hard and things get a little heated.
Me and Chris were sitting in his bedroom, just talking on a Friday night after school. Both of us were sitting on his bed, listening to music and admiring the sky while looking through the window.
“Another successful week at school pretending that we’re dating, cheers to that”.
“Yeah”, Chris shrugged.
I looked at him and he was unusually quiet. So I decided to play with him, I knew it wasn’t the best idea and I knew it could lead to something else but I gave in.
“Wanna practise kissing?”.
“What?”, he looked at me immediately.
“You heard me”.
“Piss off, you know damn well how to kiss”.
“Yeah, but not as good as you.”
Chris looked at me, I couldn’t read the expression on his face, it was just off. But he sighed and leaned in. The kiss was sloppy and intense, he wrapped his hand around my waist pulled me in closer as my hands were playing with his jeans loops, pulling him closer to me. He groaned into the kiss and then he suddenly pulled away and stood up from the bed.
“What?”, I was caught off guard.
He just stood there, next to his table, fidgeting something, I couldn’t see.
“Chris. What was that?”.
“Nothing”, he said coldly.
“You never pull away from our make out sessions”.
“Guess I do, since now”.
I sighed as I tried communicating with him.
“Could you just tell me what’s wrong? What’s on your mind?”.
Suddenly he dropped the thing he had in his hand on the table.
He turned to look at me and suddenly he smashed his lips onto mine, putting his hands on my face. It was a hungry kiss, he never kissed me like that. His hands were travelling down my body, the kiss kept getting more and more intense. He kept pulling me closer to him. He shortly pulled away to take off his shirt and immediately leaned in to kiss me again. My hands narrowed down his perfectly fit body. Chris softly whimpered into the kiss, his hands slowly sliding under your shirt.
“Chris…”, I softly whispered.
“Yeah?”, he replied with a husky voice, our faces were touching and the eye contact was so intense that it made me weak in the knees.
“You do realise this complete ruins everything that has been happening between us?”
“Fuck it”, he whispered and leaned in to kiss me again. I gave in cuz I have been having real feelings for him, for a while but if we’re being more specific - ever since we stated this whole fake dating thing. I knew it was messy but a mess is happening right now anyways.
Chris softly took me into his arms and placed me onto the bed. His fingers trailed around my top straps.
“May I?”
I nodded in approval letting him take off my top. He slowly took off my top and then leaned in to place kisses all over my neck. He unclipped my bra and started to suck on my nipples. I closed my eyes as I breathed out heavily.
“You like this baby?”, Chris whispered.
“Mhm”.
He smirked as he slowly started to take off my shorts. I opened my eyes to look at him.
“Shhhh. Lay down and close your eyes for me, okay?”.
I did what he said. I felt the shorts disappear off of my skin as my thong was being taken off. I felt his warm breath between my thighs. I felt him spreading my legs and his warm lips brushing against my wet cunt.
“Please..”, I whined out.
“Patience baby, patience”.
Chris teased me by kissing my inner thighs as he slowly reached the spot i was desperately waiting for to be touched. He licked around in circles, low whimpers escaping my lips giving him a sign to keep going. He buried himself into my aching pussy, holding my legs steady in place, not letting me move them. Louder moans were escaping my mouth.
“Fuck”.
I tried moving my legs cuz they were already trembling but Chris squeezed them harder, not letting me move at all as well as he moved his tongue faster.
“Chris, fuuck”, I threw my head back, breathing heavily, feeling my near climax. Suddenly I felt Chris’s fingers inside me, he was pumping them in and out fast for more pressure. My legs trembled as I thrusted my hips a bit, Chris held my legs and squeezed them harder. I whined and felt my climax reach, releasing all over Chris’s face. He licked it all over and smirked while looking at me. He leaned it to kiss me.
“You’re so perfect baby”.
His praising made me weak for him. I flipped him over so I would be on top of him. He looked me up and down as he brushed his fingers through my hair.
“Feisty, aren’t we?”.
“Shut up”, I said as I unbuttoned his jeans. I threw them to the side and decided to tease him with his boxers on.
“Wanna tell me what’s going through your mind right now?”, I whispered into his ear.
“Don’t do that”, Chris whined and looked away from me.
“Do what?”, I asked as I turned his face so he would look at me.
“Baby, please”, he demanded, in a whiny tone. I thought that I was strong and wouldn’t fold for him but shit. I was more than wrong. Him demanding, in a whiny tone made me wanna imagine things that would be better left unspoken about. I took of his boxers and placed his cock that was already leaking with pre-cum between my tits. Chris threw his head back as loan groans were escaping his mouth.
I spat on his cock and kept sliding his cock up and down between my tits.
“You like that? Feels good?”, I teased him.
“Shit”, Chris whined out. He looked up at me and placed his hands on my tits.
“You’re so fucking sexy”.
I slapped Chris hands from my tits and began stroking his cock.
“Lay down”.
Chris laid down but his eyes never left you. You spat on his cock again and stroked him again. He was cursing under his breath, breathing heavily.
“Use your mouth baby, pretty please”, Chris whined out again. His whiny voice made me weak. I took his whole shaft into my mouth and began bobbing my head up and down. Chris threw his head back, leaning against his arms.
“You’re so perfect. Such a pretty mouth”, Chris whispered.
I stroked him with both of my arms while bobbing my head.
“Fuckkkk”.
I felt him getting close so I fastened the peace feeling him release in my mouth. I swallowed it all as I got up on the bed next to him. He breathed out and looked at me, I couldn’t read what was racing through his mind.
“Fuck the fake dating thing, I want you”, he grabbed me by the arm and leaned in to kiss me, it was a needy, long, sloppy kiss but I wasn’t complaining. His lips were soft and kissable, I could do this for hours.
“Been waiting for this for way too long”.
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so im pretty much alive but i have no energy to write so bare with this please 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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