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gojosprettyprincess · 2 months

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I CANNOT stop thinking about getting pounded by pyramid head against the wall, the only thing keeping you still against it so you don't fall is his big strong hand choking your neck soo tight that you could barely even breathe while your leg is wrapped around his hips and he's pistoling his fat veiny cock so deep inside of you with every single hard thrust, his tip kissing your cervix and exploring your tight walls with every rut of his hips against you, oh and it's big, it's long and so fucking thick it stretches your cunt so wide and open around him. He fucking ruins you and obliterates your poor little hole for anyone else that's gonna have you next so the only thing that your cunt would be useful and good for is his cock and his cock only, that's how much he stretches you and craves your hole, into a perfect match for his girth.

You're moaning and screaming but what's the point? It's not like anyone can hear you, you shouldn't never let your curiosity get the best of you because who knows? Maybe no one is ever gonna see you again because he's gonna keep you there with him and fuck you and use your (his) tight hole whenever he fucking wants and feels like it to please himself, your his little plaything now, his little cum dump to fuck and fill with his load over and over again.

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thecl0wnfather · 4 months

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crying actual tears whenever I remember that Halsin canonically does not have any body hair because he's A FUCKING ELF. i can't stand it. me want big hairy beefy elf man, let me have my big gay bear moment please ... his boobs must be so cold... *wipes tears*

edit: im blind, but he aint hairy enough. peach fuzz on a man that deserves a bush

#i thought about it #and now i understand why Halsin tends to appeal to me more in fanart #its because they give him body hair #and in game hes like... SMOOTHSKIN!!!#every time u take the body hair off of a big beefy man #an angel loses its wings #you guys feel me?#he looks so naked #if your disagree #yuor wrong sorry /j #Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 #Halsin #Halsin Silverbough #Litter.

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pink-andwhite · 1 year

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i'll take care of you

pedro pascal × gf!reader

warnings: lots of fluff, shower sex but like pretty much just cockwarming, little tiny daddy kink, minors dni

he knows you're exhausted. he can see it on your face, the way you carry yourself. you'd been at work all day, constantly running around, busying yourself with your work and others. the moment you stepped in the door it was obvious how drained you were.

"hi honey," pedro mumbles, grunting softly as he lifts you, helping you to wrap your legs around his waist, your ankles hooking behind the small of his back. he always knows, even without you saying a thing.

"ive got you sweet girl, 'm gonna take good care of you, okay?" and you nod, leaning into his body and nuzzling your face into his neck. the slight scruff of his beard tickled your cheek and you sigh, eyes closing as you relax. he's so warm, so soft and secure. he's all you need.

pedro carries you upstairs, passing through your shared room and towards the bathroom. gently, he sets you on the countertop. "alright sugar, gonna undress you now okay? gonna take a nice, warm shower."

"mm," you nod your head, leaning into his calloused touch. he gives you a gentle smile as you yawn, lifting your arms up while he pulls off your shirt. "m' sleepy," you mutter, lifting your hips as he removes your pants. "i know baby." he replies, eyes crinkling in a smile as he kisses your forehead, your sleepy state making his heart swell.

he tugs off his own clothing and turns to the shower, turning on the water and twisting the handle to the desired spot. while he waits for it to warm, he returns to you, wrapping your limbs around his body once again. he sighs, nuzzling into you with a smile. his large, calloused hands rub your thighs in lazy motions. his hands move to the swell of your bottom and yet again, you're picked up and carried into the shower.

his warm skin against yours has you humming into his neck and as soon as your body hits the water, you preen, humming into his neck. "thanks pe," you mutter, tightening your grip on his hips, arms shifting around his neck. his hands kneed at the swell of your ass and he presses a soft kiss to your temple. "of course baby." he mumbles.

despite the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, you can't help but be aware of the way his skin rubs against yours, his half hard cock prodding gently at your backside. you giggle into the juncture of his neck, hands playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. "what're you giggling about?" he questions, adjusting his hold on you. "you're poking me," you admit, stifling a laugh. he blushes, holding you a bit tighter. "sorry hon," he says, his left hand rubbing the soft skin of your lower back.

and suddenly, it starts to feel a lot warmer. the hot water and his bare body on yours all contending factors to the rosy blush creeping up your neck. "it's okay, baby." you mumble, softly adjusting so that his hardening cock rests against your core. pedro chuckles, choking back a pleased groan. "what do you think you're doing? huh sugar?" he asks, voice low bjt sweet. "please daddy..." you whine, shoving your face further into his neck. he lets out a laugh, kissing your shoulder. "knew it,"

he nips at your skin, adjusting your positions so that your back is gently pressed against the shower wall. once situated, you lean back a bit, removing your face from his neck. one hand plays with his hair while the other reaches down, softly grabbing his half hard cock and pumping the thick shaft a couple of times. pedro groans, tipping his head back.

"god i missed this," he admits with a smile. you return the smile and bring his thick tip to your entrance, rubbing it along your folds. "mhm, missed it too," you murmur, biting your lip as you line his cock with your entrance and push yourself down a bit, letting him do the rest of the work.

pedro thrusts upwards softly, groaning as he pushes his length into your slick heat. you sigh contently, feeling full, warm, safe. all you needed was him.

#pedro pascal #WHY IS HE SO HOT HELP #I WANT HIM #ZADDY #HES SO PRETTY TOO WTF #beefy daddy pedro #pedro pascal dialogue #pedrohub #pedro pascal smut

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pure-oddity · 7 months

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Fast foodies know the deal

Ghost x reader

(not proof read, this is just fluff straight from the source

Warnings: none, ovulation mention maybe? Its brought up a single time.)

The craving hits around 3 in the morning, it's ovulation week so the idea of not getting chicken nuggets from the drive through makes you want to cry.

You turn towards the sleeping lug beside you. He's on his back, breaths deep and even. Still as a grave but at your movement he takes the arm you had been using as a pillow to drag you further into his side.

Your Simon, took you forever just to get the man to admit he did more than tolerate you. even longer to admit he cared for you. It took you almost using his toothbrush to realize that the man might actually (gasp) like you. That one you didn't push, figured he'd come to terms with it on his own.

As you look at how peaceful he seems you try to fight the urge, you really do, but as you prop yourself up on your elbows and move closer to Simon's ear you resign to begging his forgiveness later.

"Simon, my baby? You sleeping?"

You wouldn't have known he was a awake had it not been for the lone eye opening to check on you

"Was, love. I was. Whats wrong, bad dream? Y' Can turn on the telly to that duck cartoon or the robots - won't bother me none." He rubs a comforting hand up and down your back, he's being so sweet you really do start to feel bad.

"I want chicken nuggets."

Silence.

Both eyes are open now.

The silence continues.

You smile sheepishly.

Wordlessly simon extracts his arm and turns so his back is to you.

"Nnooooooo! Simon pleeeaase. Pretty please? I want chicken nuggets so bad!"

"Go ahead. keys are on the rack, tanks full."

"Nooo you have to take me! come on baby please, for me?"

"My love. Sunshine. Light of my life. If you're hungry i made a perfecly good roast last night. Heat that up and let a man rest."

"I dont want a perfectly good roast! I want chicken nuggets. And a burger. And fries - oh maybe a shake?" You lean over him, hair purposely hung over into his face. He turns quickly and you're nose to nose

"So youre gonna have me get up at 3 fucking a.m. to get you a greasey, artey clogging, cholesterol raising gastrointestinal disaster of a meal - when we have a perfectly good home made dinner in the fridge."

"....please?"

Silence.

A deep suffering sigh.

An ecstatic squee

"Just get your fuckin shoes on"

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You lean back over into the passenger seat, simon grumpy faced as you insisted that you should be the one to order.

You pat your thighs in glee as he pulls up to the window, gives you a dirty look , and hands the cashier his card.

The second window delivers your meal and drink quickly, you dig in like a starved animal. You're mid chew when he gives a grunt. A snooty sounding eh hem.

You grin and giggle, slowly airplaning him a nugget.

"Give me the chicken or i'll take the whole box"

You squeak and shove it to his lips quickly. His jaws snap around the nugget and it's gone within a single bite - you retract your fingers, still intact but wet with spit.

You give an 'eeeech' and look for somewhere to wipe your hand.

"Any of this ends up in or on my interior and it'll be your arse."

You roll your eyes and reach in the bag for a napkin, knocking the fries over in the process.

Silence.

The car drifts slowly to the left and is parked along the side of the road.

Not a word spoken.

You try to shove as many back into the carton as possible.

He stares at you.

You smile sweetly at him before leaning over the center console and kissing him. You meet his lips, they're stretched into a dangerous grin.

"Love" kiss "did you" kiss "spill salt" kiss "in my truck?"

You might not know a lot, but you know that voice means you're in trouble, which means it's distraction time.

You continue your sweet onslaught of kisses.

"Thank you for taking me baby, I love you so much. ", another smooch

is delivered.

"Youre my person, my favorite guy, love of my life."

He bites at your lip and you barely manage to slip it from his teeth

"Wanna spend the rest of my life with you, grow old with you"

He grips the back of your head and maneuvers your ear to his mouth, in a deep rumble he asks

"Are there fries on my floor, love?"

The dangerous smile still present.

"No of course not baby! i cleaned those up."

"So my truck is fry free?"

"Well - no didn't say that. there's a, a few under the seat"

He's grappling you into his lap now, the man looks a hint deranged.

"And why, my love, are you telling me about them instead getting them?"

he presses.

"'Cause I - hehe - I can't reach!" You giggle out as his hands slink towards your sides.

He pokes and prods at you, growling not unlike a bear while you squeal and squeak out little laughs.

"Gets a man up at ass o'clock-"

"Oh please, you get up early anyway!"

"makes him drive to get congealed grease-"

"you had a nugget too!"

"Then trashes his truck."

"Oh please it's like a handful of fries, I'll get them, i'll get them!"

He frees you with a huff and you dive back over to your side of the car. You pop open your door and hop outside to get a better angle at the underside of the seat. He gets impatient as you fish around for the last few fries, giving a little hurrah as the last one is snatched.

Clambering back into the truck you grin at him, happy as can be. He hums a short laugh, and you're off to home again.

He makes a beeline for the bedroom and you trot over to the counter to finish your meal, most of it having been shared and eaten in the truck. You sit back a moment to enjoy the feeling of fullness when you see Simon emerge again.

"Bed. Now. Kept me up long enough" he's already on you before you can think of a reply, slung over his shoulder. He makes quick work of getting you both situated in your proper spots.

You're snuggled into his side for the night, full and content. He breathes in deep and exhales slowly. you draw nonsensical patterns on his bare chest, playing with the hair there. As sleep overtakes you, your palm flattens over the spot where his heart resides; and you feel him relax just a smidgen more.

#simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #fluff #odd stories #all of this was also written on a phone #so like of formating is weird thats why #simon riley fanfic #simon riley fluff #is it so wrong to want a big beefy grumo to get up in the dark of the morning to get you food???? i think not #is he maybe ooc in this? perhaps. perhaps. do i just wanna write a story in which the man is happy and has a dork of a spouse? ye.#also when i have nightmares i watch one of two cartoons on mute- its either transformers or darkwing duck!#sunshine series

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suiheisen · 1 year

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