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kylosjuul · 8 months

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Kylo Ren NSFW Alphabet (reupload)

a/n: i posted this last year and here it is again! if ur expecting kylo to be a dom don’t read this. Also, this is AFAB!reader.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Kylo has never had anybody to cherish like this, to hold. So you best believe after sex, he’s planting soft kisses across your face and lips trying to show how lucky he feels to have you; that you gave this gift of intimacy to him. It’s all soft touches and cuddles (fight me on this). He looks at you with a sense of longing, to have this feeling forever. He’ll hold your hand over his heart while you fall asleep on his chest, for it only beats for you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Everything about your body has Kylo red in the face, but he finds his eyes trailing to your thighs and your ass often. Your uniform clings to them tightly, and he feels guilty about how quick his blood pools to his thighs, constantly readjusting his leather pants when you bend down or “accidentally” brush against him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Okay, listen. Kylo has never had any sexual experience so you BEST believe he cums a lot. And hard. Borderline hyperspermia. He’s just so sensitive and you just feel too good wrapped around him. Expect rope after rope of thick cum coating your walls, spilling out of you and down your thighs :D

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You make him hard. A lot. He feels so perverted, especially in the beginnings of your relationship. The soft floral notes of your perfume made his pants constrict, the sweet smell making him dizzy. Every kiss, every brush of your fingers=boner. He was embarrassed. The worst part is the wet dreams. Oh. The dreams. Kylo’s mind would drift to images of you kissing him, sitting on top of him, the warmth between your legs remedying the pressure building in his hips; but he would wake up every time, hard as a rock, spilling into his sleep pants panting your name. Yeah.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Absolute virg. Never even kissed a girl before. The first time you climbed on top of him and started trailing kisses down his neck, he was 100% whipped, almost finishing in his uniform as you rocked against his length. He knew he couldn’t give this up, couldn’t give YOU up.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

A bit simple, but this man lovesss missionary. He gets off when your face twists up in pleasure, knowing he’s the one providing it to you. Plus, he can hear each moan, each sharp intake of breath; Between your face drenched in lust, your sweet sounds, and your tits bouncing with each thrust, this position makes him cum the hardest. (Besides you on top. He’ll dig his fingers into your hips watching himself disappear inside you over and over. yum).

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I’d say Kylo is serious during the deed. He just loves you so much and wants to worship you with every bit of intimacy he has in him. Large calloused palms smoothing back your hair, plush lips sucking on your collarbone, all of it.

“You’re so beautiful. My sweet girl…”

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He isn’t the hairiest man in the galaxy, but he does have a bit of hair down south. Nothing too extreme though. Kylo is very hygienic and well groomed, nothing to worry about here!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

THE MOST INTIMATE. You can see in his eyes how he feels he doesn’t deserve you, doesn’t deserve your soft body beneath him. He treats you as if you’ll break, as if you’re the most precious being in the universe. Constantly asking if you’re okay, or, “Does this feel good?” He loves to serve you. To pleasure you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As aforementioned, Kylo can’t help how hard he is around you 24/7. If he knows he’s going to see you, he’ll tuck himself away into his refresher and think of your figure, your eyes looking up at him, (that REALLY makes him cum fast) and stroke his cock with a punishing pace, imagining you slamming down on his hips. He feels a tinge of shame as he grits his teeth and releases his load onto the refresher door.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise. He feels his thighs go weak when you drag your fingers through his hair and call him a “good boy.” He’ll look up at you through heavy lids, a silent plea for more soft touches and appraisals. Also, eye contact. If you ever want anything from him, just look up at his through your eyelashes and he’ll blush like a madman, giving you whatever it is you crave.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a very private person and extremely jealous, so he prefers to fuck you in your shared quarters. Nowhere else. Okay, maybe in his TIE, but that’s only when you beg him so sweetly; and who is he not to give his girl whatever she wants?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Yes. Just yes. A kiss that lingers a second too long, his name on your lips (in any context), your soft hand following the curve of his jaw. He’s a goner. If you want to torture the man, wear a low cut top around him, he’ll be desperately grabbing at your hips in no time.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything involving someone else. He’s a jealous, jealous man. All these fics about him sharing you with the KOR….girl. A big no no is anything related to degradation. Attention all Kylo writers! He would never even DREAM of calling you names or hurting you in any way. You’re his precious girl and he just loves you so so much:(

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Virgin, remember? The first time you sucked his cock, he’s was a panting mess, brows furrowed, low moans punched from his chest, finishing in your mouth in under a minute. After a few times together, you guided him on how to eat pussy, and he definitely prefers watching your hips rock up into his face, coming undone from his warm tongue. (Kylo will never admit this, but while he was eating you out he rocked against the mattress like a rabid dog, cumming all over his stomach, a pool of his spend spreading over the sheets. Yeah, he prefers giving).

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on how much time you’ve spent apart. If he hasn’t seen you for a week, (missions, supreme leader shit) he’ll fuck into you with a strong and punishing pace, still careful not to hurt you, though. If it’s a normal day, he’ll slowly rock into you, dragging his cock along your walls in a sensual way, but you usually beg him to speed up, pushing you further and further up the mattress.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Kylo is a simp. He will take whatever you so kindly gift him with. You get to fuck your man whenever you so please. He gives it to you no matter the time. Day or night. He’s just so excited there’s a GIRL who wants him, his cock, this badly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Nah. Not really. He’d rather savor the sex, instead of constantly looking over his shoulder. But if you drag him into a storage closet aboard and start massaging him through his leather, who is he to say no?

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Hate to burst any bubbles here, but he’s completely inexperienced, so don’t expect him to last very long, at least not at first. He physically has to tense his muscles, eyes squeezed shut in concentration, trying so hard NOT to blow his load the second your tight wet heat engulfs his cock. His skin is flaming hot, but he’s shivering above you, groans emanating from his slacked jaw, trying to fight the way his balls draw up, the way his stomach muscles tighten already.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Are sex toys canon in Star Wars? Someone please lmk. But my answer is going to be no for now!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Kylo doesn’t have to tease you, like, at all. You just want him so bad all the time and he still doesn’t understand why. However. You’re quite the tease, and this poor virgin can’t take it. Seriously, if you want to see the mighty Kylo Ren crumble, all you need to do is press a chaste kiss to his lips, put a hand on his thigh, look at him, or just breathe basically, and he’ll be hard and wanting in seconds. I love our space boyfriend.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ben Swolo can make some NOISE lemme tell ya. It’s all low groans and grunts, so caught up in the heat of your body and how fucking tight you are around him. No matter how hard he tries to contain the noises that slip from his throat, he can’t help it. He’ll confidently moan and moan in your ear, minted breath hitting your cheek, letting you know his pleasure is solely from you, and you alone.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Kylo is what we call a service top. He would do anything to put your pleasure first, his own pleasure depends on that. He had never cum harder than that first time you clamped around his cock, finally feeling your orgasm around him. Lights flickered and whirred; it was…intense.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Hung like a moose omg who said that? Anyways. My guess is 7-8 inches. Good luck girl.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Siri play ‘Everyday’ by Ariana Grande please. Seriously. He feels fucking insane with how bad he wants to be buried in you at all times. Whether he’s tired, beaten or bruised, you could catch a dick anytime.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Kylo will eventually fall asleep cuddled up next to you, but not until he allots himself a few minutes to admire your beauty, running his thick fingers through your hair, kissing your temple until he sees you eyes flutter shut. Awe. Whatta softie.

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jynzandtonic · 5 months

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I saw your ask for writing requests. How about soft dominant Clyde Logan distracting you from college finals?

SOFT DOM CLYDE! SOFT DOM CLYDE! Arguably my favorite Clyde. Wishing you luck with your exams, bby! Please accept these thots:

He's been patient all night, bringing you steaming mugs of tea while you pour over your textbooks and type away on your laptop. He's so proud of how hard you work, but the hour is growing late and he can see the dark hollows underneath your eyes. He leans against the side of your desk, looking down at you with soft, expectant eyes.

"Just a couple more minutes to finish this chapter," you say, noticing the way his arms cross and his brows lift.

"Darlin', that's what ya said half an hour ago an' it's nearly midnight now. Y'need some rest."

"I know, I know," you sigh. "But I'm so close to being done."

"And it'll be there in the morning waiting for ya." He pulls your chair back and tips your chin up to kiss you slow and deep. It's soft and unhurried at first, but your heart starts to hammer as his tongue slides against yours and his hand cups the nape of your neck. His gaze is dark when you break away and liquid heat pools in your core. "Bed," he orders. "Now."

He leads you down the hallway to the room you share, crowding you toward the mattress till you tumble back on it. He's quick to tug off your bottoms and spread your legs wide, settling between your thighs to lick a hot stripe up the center of your cunt. You gasp at the sensation and lace your hands in his hair, shifting your hips up to meet his mouth.

"There's my girl," he growls, his grin wolfish as he looks up at you from under dark lashes. "Let's make you forget all about those tests."

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mrs-gucci · 8 months

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Fireside

{ clyde logan x female reader }

anon

A fun sexy bonfire would be fun, maybe with some exhibitionism thrown in? With Flip or Clyde or anyone you think please! :D

warnings. SMUT (18+ ONLY), slight exhibitionism (high risk of being caught), oral sex (m recieving), light dirty talk, cum in mouth.

word count: 1.19k

★ written for sextember 2023 ★

** CLICKING “KEEP READING” MEANS YOU UNDERSTAND & ACKNOWLEDGE ALL OF THE WARNINGS LISTED ABOVE AND ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOUR CONTENT CONSUMPTION IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. MINORS DNI. **

collage by me :)

When Jimmy and Mellie extended an invitation to you for the Logan family annual camping trip, you were honored. You and Clyde have only been dating for about four months, but everyone agrees that you two have something really special.

So when the day rolls around, you and Clyde pack up the car and drive up to the campsite. Everyone's already there when you arrive, considering you two got a bit of a late start due to...special circumstances, aka you two being unable to keep your hands off each other.

Clyde insists on setting up the tent while you sit with the family and start getting to know everyone. It's immediately clear that you fit right in with everyone and soon enough, you've got some hot apple cider in-hand and you're cracking jokes with the group.

Soon the sky turns from blue to orange and the Logan boys begin building the campfire while everyone else gets things ready for dinner. Once it's cooked, the lively conversation continues well into the night, with plenty of laughs and stories shared between everyone.

Most of the family ends up back in their tents by ten, but you, Clyde, Jimmy and Mellie continue chatting for a bit longer. For some reason, you're starting to get really touchy. Because you're looking at Clyde in the yellow glow of the fire and he's just looking so, so handsome...

He looks over at you when he seemingly catches onto your mood, offering you a small but knowing smile. The cool metal on his prosthetic hand comes to rest on your thigh as Mellie and Jimmy start to wind down for the night.

As soon as they're in their tents, you're leaning over and pulling him in for a kiss. He chuckles against your lips, flesh hand resting on the side of your face.

"What's up with ya tonight?" he asks when you pull back slightly to catch your breath. "Don't think I didn't notice your wanderin' eyes. now."

You smile, looking up at him. "I just think you look very handsome this evening."

"Handsome, huh?" His eyebrows raise slightly as he gives you another kiss. "'n that's all that's got you all riled up? You ain't thinkin' about anything else?"

Your smile widens to a not-so-subtle grin.

"I mean, I had a few other thoughts..." you hum, getting up and climbing onto his lap. "Like what we did this morning."

Clyde hums, his hand resting on your hip, stroking your clothed skin gently.

"Oh yeah? What've ya been thinkin' about in particular?"

You kiss him deeply, then let your lips fall to his jaw, then his neck and throat, mouthing and nipping gently along the way.

"Thought about how good your mouth felt on me, how fucking good you are at eating my pussy," you hum. "Aaaand I thought about how lucky I am that I'm the only one who gets to take your big, thick dick inside of me. Mm, and finally, I thought about how I never got to repay you for making me feel so good."

He lets out a shaky breath as you slide down onto your knees in front of him, hands smoothing over his thighs. Clyde looks around at the tents, then back down at you.

"Honey, I dunno if we s-should..."

You lean in and press a very gentle kiss to the forming bulge around his crotch, your warm breath wafting over his crotch. "I mean, I can stop if you want me to. But everyone's asleep, baby, and you know I can make it quick."

His nostrils flare and his jaw clenches slightly as he tries to keep himself mostly composed. He brings his hand around to cradle the back of your head, gently pushing you down, indicating that he'd like you to continue.

Your lips turn up in a small smirk as your hands make quick work of his pants, pushing them down enough to be able to pull his length out.

The air is starting to get a bit chilly, but the fire crackling behind you helps. You hum, wrapping your lips around his tip, teasing his head before sinking down further and beginning to suck him off. Clyde grunts softly, hips rocking up instinctively and fingers tightening slightly in your hair.

"Mmm, Christ," he groans quietly, looking down at you as you bob up and down on him. "Lookit you, my p-pretty girl, mm, makin' me feel fuckin' amazing..."

You smile around him, then begin to go a bit faster, earning you a low groan from above, which only spurs you on more. Clyde's having a very hard time keeping quiet and finds himself looking around every time he makes a noise, making sure he didn't clue any of his family in to what's going on.

There's something so nerve-wracking but incredibly thrilling about this, getting a blowjob out in the open, with some of his family members sleeping only a few hundred yards away. Luckily, deep sleeping runs in the Logan family, so he's pretty confident that no one will catch you two.

And there's also the fact that he's incredibly, incredibly close to orgasm and it's only been a couple minutes. You just really know how to push all the right buttons.

"Oh honey, i-if you keep this up, I ain't gonna last much longer," he breathes. "Mm, you're too fuckin' good at this."

You pull off for a second and replace your mouth with your hand, looking up at him as you briefly catch your breath.

"You can move, baby," you breathe. "Use my mouth, I want you to cum."

Clyde growls softly and holds your head firmly in place as his hips begin to thrust up into your mouth. He loves when you let him take control, he loves that you trust him enough to let him do this.

"I'm gonna cum," he says quickly, breathing heavily through his nose, lips pursed as he frantically pushes you down and thrusts up at the same time. "Ohhhh I'm gonna cu--"

His orgasm suddenly hits and he lets out a long, low groan, hips jerking slightly with each spurt of cum. He makes sure you take every last drop you've earned from him before letting you go, leaning back in his chair to catch his breath for a moment.

You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand and catch your breath before standing up again. Clyde quickly tucks himself away, then pulls you onto his lap again, kissing you deeply, sighing at the taste of his cum lingering in your mouth.

"Fuck, darlin', you're incredible," he says in between kisses. "I...I love ya."

Your eyes widen and you pull back, looking down at him. That's the first time he's ever said it to you. You smile widely, then take his face in your hands, thumb swiping across his cheekbone.

"I love you too Clyde."

He grins from ear to ear, then kisses you again, continuing to do so for a few minutes before the two of you put out the fire and head back to your tent.

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ladyinwriting18 · 1 year

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Nest (Clyde Logan x You)

Summary: Clyde Logan can't bare it when his Omega suffers through her heat. To help, he builds a cozy little nest.

Words: 2,640

Warnings: A/B/O, Heat, AlphaxOmega, PIV, Knotting.

Clyde Logan stands in the corner of his bedroom totally focused on fluffing pillows.

To most, he appeared to just be some small town hick who owned a bar. This perception doesn’t bother him much, because he didn’t see the need for validation from the outside world. Clyde is who he is, and that’s all there is to it. He hadn’t gone to college, and he may not know the Pythagorean theorem or the plot to Hamlet, but there is one thing he did know. And that is that his Omega is about to go into heat.

This explains the pillows and the endless fluffing and replacing he had been doing, he was making a nest. He had already placed a small mattress and draped a canopy with white Christmas lights over it, knowing that would give it a more romantic feel that his Omega would enjoy. There are various blankets laid out, all soft enough to provide comfort when he wasn’t busy making you cum on them. Heats are painful for any Omega. As an Alpha, it’s in his blood to protect and care for what’s his. Something that Clyde is happy to do. Finally pleased with the placement of everything, he adds one last touch. The stuffed animal that he had won for you on your third date. He’s made sure to rub his scent on everything he’s put inside the nest. That way whenever you breathed in, all you would smell is him—your Alpha.

His ears pick up on the sound of your footsteps coming up the front porch. He can hear how sluggish your movements are. You’d be lucky if you made it till morning before the pain and the unbearable ache of your cunt started. Keys jingle in the keyhole and the front door opens. Oh. The scent of you fills his home. It’s ten times stronger now that your heat is upon you. You’re probably already soaked through your panties. Thank God he finished the nest in time. “Darlin’?” He calls out to you while walking out of the bedroom. He finds you leaning against the wall by the front door. He’s beside you in an instant, arms wrapping around you so he could help you slip off your jacket. “Alpha’s here lil ‘mega. Are you alright?” You melt into his touch like butter. He was your life raft in the ocean of pain you currently find yourself in. You want nothing more than to be close to him so you bury your head into the fabric of his shirt. “Everything hurts and I’m dying.” You mumble against his chest. Clyde makes a sympathetic noise in the back of his throat. He hates that nature forces you to experience such pain. “Come with me. I have something that might help.” He doesn’t wait for a response. Just simply takes your hand and starts leading you to the bedroom. You don’t have the heart to tell him that the only thing that might help your current state is a bullet to the head. Stepping over the threshold to the bedroom, Clyde steps out of the way to reveal the cozy little nest he’d spent all afternoon constructing. You stop in your tracks, mouth falling open into a tiny ‘o’ shape. “Oh Clyde….Did….Did you do this all for me?” You look up at him with wide glassy eyes. No one had ever put this much time and effort into you before. Seeing this type of devotion from your mate only endears you to him more. You step forward to wrap your arms around his waist and nuzzle your nose against the center of his chest. “Thank you, Alpha. It’s perfect.” A smile twitches at the corners of Clyde’s mouth at the pride that blooms through him. He pleased his mate. His body vibrates at the thought. He watches as you crawl into your new nest and make yourself comfortable amongst the blankets. You take a hold of one of the pillows and breathe in deeply.

It smells like him, like warm whiskey, burning firewood and a natural musk that is innately Clyde. You put the pillow down and smile before beckoning him over. He toes off his shoes and crouches down to join you. He lets his hand travel down your leg but doesn’t say a word, just holds your gaze while taking off both of your shoes and tosses them by his. They had no place in your nest where the smell and pollution of the outside world could taint your space. With your shoes gone, he leans in and leaves a chaste kiss to your lips. He settles next to you, resting his back against the wall behind him. “Come here to me, ‘mega. Been thinkin’ bout ya all day.” You don’t hesitate to curl up between his legs and lay your head on his shoulder. A pleased hum leaves him as he wraps an arm around you. The back of your shirt has rolled up a bit, exposing just the tiniest bit of flesh. Still, Clyde can’t help but stroke his fingertips along your lower spine. His prosthetic arm rests in his lap but all the same you take his hand in yours. It never fails to make him feel loved, that you still hold his hand as if he never lost it in the first place. You on the other hand are currently struggling with wanting to fall asleep against him and the heat his touch is causing. His hand dips lower, skimming over the swell of your ass and it’s suddenly all too much. You whine his name, hands moving to grip his tee-shirt. “It’s aching Alpha. Make it better?” He hesitates, not wanting to pressure you if you need to rest, but you shift and put your legs on either side of his hips. “Please Clyde? Your Omega needs your knot.” It's all the reassurance he needs. Without warning his hands grip your ass to pull you in even closer, grinding you down against him so the rough fabric of his jeans rubs against your cunt through your leggings. “Is that so? Ya already wanna dirty up our new nest with all yer cum, huh?” Clyde smirks at you, a devilish look on his usual sweet face. His cock is starting to harden, but still he kisses you softly—to tease you and make you needier. Rationally, he knows he shouldn’t. You’re already suffering but your pleas shoot straight to his cock like nothing else could. To know you needed him, of all people to soothe you. He flips you onto your back, pinning you down to the mattress. His kiss turns passionate, his tongue molding against yours. It isn’t long before you’re pawing at his back, alerting him to the fact that you’re trying to pull his shirt over his head. With a chuckle he breaks the kiss and sits back on his knees. “Strip for Alpha, pretty girl.”

You spring into action, moving quickly to get out of your clothes. It only excites him to start ripping off his own clothes. Neither of you would be needing them anytime soon. Your panties come off and Clyde is hit with your scent at full force. So much so that it almost makes him dizzy. He grabs the innermost part of your thigh and spreads you open with a growl. “Poor girl, been drippin’ all over yerself, haven’t ya?” You whine at him, finding it difficult to form words with how frustrated you feel. He’s taking his sweet time and it’s driving you mad. Just when you’re about to lose what little control you have, he starts undoing his jeans. “Keep those open for Alpha.” He grunts, nodding his head in the direction of your legs so he could stare while pulling his hard cock from his pants. His flesh hand wraps around it, gently stroking while staring into your eyes. “Yer gonna be a good girl and do exactly what I say, ya hear?” He doesn’t bother waiting for a reply, he already knows you’ll obey. With his pants gone, he sits back against the wall and beckons you to him. “Come ride Alpha’s cock.” You scramble to your knees so you can straddle him, but Clyde stops you. “Nu-huh, not that way. Face out, towards that.” He points behind you to the full length mirror he’s placed directly facing the nest. You had been so excited about the new nest that you hadn’t noticed the mirror. The pieces start to fit together in your mind and your cheeks burn. Clyde grins at the expression on your face. “Smart girl has it all figured out, huh?” Shyly you nod, “Alpha wants to watch as he knots me.” He holds a hand out to you so he can help you get into position without losing your balance. Once you're settled with your back facing him and the head of his length kissing your entrance he whispers in your ear. “Not just that. I want you to watch as I knot ya. I want yer eyes glued to the way I fill that cunt.”

Your breath hitches at his words, making eye contact with him in the mirror as you sink down onto him. You gasp at the feeling of him stretching you open while slipping inside. Clyde grunts, crashing his face into the crook of your neck. “Fuckkkk’ mega. Yer always so tight.” Your head falls back onto his shoulder, eyes fluttering closed.

You feel so full….so complete. Like the two of you are puzzle pieces that are meant to fit together. Slowly you start to grind your hips forward, trying to build up momentum. “H-Help me?” Both prosthetic and flesh hands go to your hips, keeping you steady as he drags you up and down on his cock. You moan out, moving with him to bounce faster on his cock. “Oh God, Clyde. I love how good you feel inside! Hitting me s-so deep!” He growls in response, eyes darting in every direction. From your face, to your breasts, to your slick little cunt that’s currently gobbling up his hard cock. Your eyes close again and Clyde grunts. He wants you to enjoy the view just as much as he is. “Open those eyes.” He thrusts his hips up hard, forcing your eyes to snap open. “Good girl. Watch what Alpha does to ya.” His tone is stern and commanding. It has you clenching around him. His dominance never failed to make you desperate to please him. “I’m watching Alpha! I swear!” The ease at which Clyde maneuvers you on his length makes your cunt drip. He hits a particularly deep spot inside you and you nearly howl from the pleasure. You look at your reflection and watch where your bodies meet, watch him pound into you, watch the juices leak down to his balls. It does nothing but turn you on further. He catches the direction of your gaze, sees that you're fixated on the spot where you’re joined and a cocky grin spreads over his face. You were all his. “Ma lil ‘mega, she says she’s so innocent but her eyes are glued to Alpha’s cock fuckin’ her. That pretty lil cunt all open and drippin’.” Your chest heaves, trying to pull enough air into your lungs to respond but all you can manage to do is bed. “Alpha—fuck! Clyde, more, please more!” You aren’t even sure what it is you’re begging for. All you know is your body is craving release. Using your free hand, you reach up and start tugging on your nipple. It sends jolts of pleasure throughout your entire body.

He huffs against the skin of your shoulder, seeing you act so desperate has his cock throbbing. “That’s it, naughty girl. Look at ya being a whore for me.” It’s something he rarely calls you. So hearing it now has you gasping. Clyde nips are your earlobe, his playful mood continuing. He plants a foot onto the mattress and uses it as leverage to fuck up into you even harder. The more aggressive thrusts have your entire body bouncing a top him. “Is this what ya meant by more?” He grunts in between thrusts and pants for breath. You nod, starting to feel a familiar tightness blooming in your lower belly. You whimper out his name and lean even further back against his chest. Looking at your reflection you can see the dazed look on your face. You look like an utter deprived mess. Your hair is wild, breasts are bouncing, your mouth open in an ‘o’ shape and flesh flushed with sweat. His arm comes around your middle to keep you securely in place as your body slam together. Wet slapping sounds fill the room. “Look at how beautiful ya look. So beautiful and all mine. Say it. Tell me how beautiful ma mate is!” You hesitate and Clyde sucks on your mating gland. Despite the amount of times he’s bitten it and marked you, it still has the power to make you yelp in pleasure. “Say it.” He growls, commanding you to obey. “Say it and I’ll give ya ma knot.” You’d do anything for that. So even though your voice trembles, the words flow from you like water. “I’m beautiful. I’m Alpha’s beautiful mate!” He coos praises to you. “That’s ma girl. Go on and rub that swollen clit. Lets get ya cummin’ so you can take this knot.”

Your hand dips down between your thighs to your clit. It pulses under your fingertips from being so stimulated. Your orgasm is indeed close and circling your fingers over your clit has your toes curling. You let out a strangled sob….moments away from the edge. “That’s it ‘mega, I’ve gotcha. Cum for me!” He reassures while trying to hold it together but watching his reflection you can see that he’s nearing his peak just as fast. His teeth are bared with sweat forming on his forehead. He looks primal and so fucking delicious. Seeing the fire in his eyes is all you need. Your orgasm hits you hard. Hard enough to make you dizzy, but just as Clyde said—he has you. You let your body focus on nothing else but the tingling numbness of your orgasm. Clyde huffs hotly, movements rougher and sloppier. A few more snaps of his hips and his knot expands at the base of his cock, stretching you out even more as he fills you up. He howls, his own pleasure overtaking him while his knot locks your bodies together. It keeps his seed inside and rushing to the only place it’s meant to go—your womb. Slowly both of your movements come to a stop. Your bodies twitch as muscles unclench and relax. He slumps back against the wall and you slump back against him. The rise and falls of your chests sync up as you come down from your highs. Through shudder breaths he manages to speak first. “Yer alright, sweet girl?” You nod, practically purring now that you’ve been knotted. The ache of your heat has momentarily subsided. With his hand to your stomach he carefully turns you both onto your sides. His knot still keeps you interlocked so he takes care not to cause his mate any discomfort from jostling you around too much. Once you’re settled, he nuzzles you with his nose and hums words of praise. “Ma good ‘mega. Took yer Alpha’s knot so well. Made me so proud.” You purr in response and let your eyes close. He softly chuckles. “Someone’s sleepy hm? I think ma mate needs herself a nap.” “Maybe just a little one? And then after I can cum for Alpha again?” You whisper shyly. Clyde chuckles again with a nod. “Anything ya want ‘mega.”

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wildgirllz · 2 years

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Adam Driver P-Links

Anal With Flip (sounds like him too 😩 )

Pretty tummy bulge with Kylo

Another bonus tummy bulge

Adam using you

Sackler gets needy

Clyde can’t get enough

#adam driver #adam driver smut #flip zimmerman #flip Zimmerman smut #adam sackler #Adam Sackler smut #clyde logan #Clyde Logan smut

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pxgeturner · 8 months

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send in thots thoughts of the harem

the harem:

tommi riddle

jack napier (ledger!joker)

kylo ren (any adcu character rlly)

aemond targaryen

miguel o’hara

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peppermint-toads · 2 years

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tummy flutters

an: virgin clyde discovers the female orgasm

cw: piv sex, virgin clyde, slight overstim, not proof read don’t laugh

Clyde was inexperienced, to say the least. It wasn’t a bad thing, not at all. He just didn’t quite understand what a woman’s orgasm looked like or felt like.

He never realized how intense a woman’s orgasm could be until the first time you came undone on top of him.

You had taken it slow that night, carefully showing Clyde all those special spots on your body. Eventually, you ended up sinking down oh so slowly on his cock.

He stared in awe as your stomach fluttered and your pussy clenched around him when you came. He was mesmerized. He couldn’t care about the way his dick was throbbing inside of you anymore. He could only care about that precious look on your face and the way your body twitched.

When he got himself off, alone in his trailer, his stomach didn’t convulse or tremble like yours did, he didn’t shriek or squeal. But it always felt good when he orgasmed, so he couldn’t imagine what you must’ve been feeling to cause a reaction like that.

“Keep- keep going, Clyde. Just a little—ah—faster!”

Keep going? He got to see you make those faces and hear those noises again? He assumed you’d be tapped out after one orgasm like he usually was.

The entire night he was letting you guide him, letting you do the work. Suddenly, though, he had an unquenchable need to be the sole cause of your pleasure.

His determined hand gripped your hip and he shoved his hips upward into your soft, soft heat. You nearly gagged, your once compliant Clyde was thrusting upwards sharply and holding you in place with a tight grip on your hip.

Your hands flew to squeeze his shoulders, and you met his focused gaze. A few more seconds and you were cumming again.

He was fascinated, and he was going to pull as many orgasms from you as he could.

You were impressed and slightly concerned. Being a virgin, Clyde should’ve finished at least three times over by now. You weren’t even expecting to finish yourself, and you still would’ve been happy with that.

But there he was, playing to your body’s every desire with no concern for himself.

After your fourth orgasm, you collapsed onto his chest, humming with satisfaction. You were barely conscious at that point, so when you saw the expanse of his neck on display so sweetly, you couldn’t help but lick a soft stripe from his collarbone up to his ear.

His eyes widened and his breath was hitching in his throat and his hips were stuttering. He groaned and grunted as he filled you up, short strokes making sure his spend was fucked deep inside you.

His giant palms slid up and down your back as you nodded off on his chest. He wanted to wake you up and make sure you were all nice and clean, but he didn’t have the heart once he saw your sleepy, sated smile.

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weareallstoriesintheend · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 8: Waxplay (Clyde Logan x Reader)

Warning: Waxplay, bondage, pet names, sexual themes and talk.

Wriggling in place was pretty much all the movement you had. Your hands were tied behind your back, and although the knot was tight the soft fabric of the scarf glided against your wrists as you struggled.

Clyde stood over you, huge body taking over your line of sight, he observed you closely for a couple of seconds before stepping closer. The black silk blindfold was held limply in his hand.

Massaging your shoulders, he checked you were ok, with arms tied behind the chair you were sitting on he wanted to make sure you were comfortable and not pulled too tight.

You watched him bend down and do the same with the scarves tied around your ankles, you smiled to yourself knowing you’d had to bring your own scarves as he didn’t have enough. There was something so cutely innocent about that notion which made you bite back a laugh, not wanting to ruin the delicious tension building in the air.

The wood of the back of the chair dug into your forearms but you buzzed with so much excitement you barely noticed. Feeling the cotton towel you’d covered the seat with rub against your bare ass only electrified you more, the strange feeling of sitting on Clydes dining table chair completely naked and tied up only heightened you.

You giggled nervously, “C-clyde…”

His huge hands cupped your cheeks softly, raising your chin so you looked at him, “You’re safe with me sweetheart, I promise alright?”

You pulled your head back as he moved to place the blindfold over your eyes, “You sure you know what you’re doing?”

Clyde paused and nodded, “I’ve read about this for years sweet pea, I’ve gotcha ok? I want this too much to fuck it up.”

You nodded, turning your head to kiss the palm of his hand, “Got it, I trust you,” you said before your world went dark.

This was something new for the both of you, the idea had been born out of a cheeky conversation you’d had one night about fantasies. You’d got just enough whiskey in Clyde to get him to open up and wow did he surprise you!

“I like the thought of wax,” he said, sipping at the last of the golden liquid in his glass. Your eyes bugged out of your head as he spoke.

“Wax? As in… like temperature stuff?” you asked dumbfounded, you’d never really expected Clyde to be the kinky type. Maybe like role play stuff or whatever but never something like that.

He smirked a little, avoiding your eye contact, “Yeah. Ever thought about it?”

The turn in his tone made a shiver run across your shoulders, the timbre of his voice dropped and he knew by your response that he had you.

“I hadn’t but now I am!” you admitted causing Clyde to laugh, his flesh hand came to rest on your bare thigh and his thumb stroked gently over the skin there.

“Noted.”

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You wriggled a little, adjusting to the darkness and getting used to the sudden heightened sense of your ears. You could hear Clyde’s bare feet padding around on the wooden floor of the bedroom. The air was cool and you figured he’d opened a window, making the light hairs across your thighs prick up.

You tried to batten down the feeling of nerves that crept up inside your chest, not knowing where he was or what he was doing was unnerving despite the excitement.

Then suddenly his hands were on you, making you jump. Clyde chuckled lowly, “Just me darlin’.”

Your shoulders relaxed down from up around your ears and you melted into his touch. His rough fingertips ghosted over every inch of your skin, easing you into a new sensation.

“Feel good sweetheart?” he asked in a soft whisper; you nodded in return biting your lip. You could already feel your hips beginning to twitch and buck as he ghosted over your thighs.

A whimper was all you could let out before you felt him press a gentle kiss to your lips, “Just tell me if it’s too much, ya know the system?” he whispered against them.

“Red, Yellow, Green,” you whispered back confidently.

“Good girl,” he praised, making your cheeks flush. The sounds of him got further away then, making you shuffle nervously once again. Everything felt calm when he was near, the nervous voice in your head was distracted.

Then you heard the flick of his lighter igniting. Your skin sparked with excitement; anticipation weighed down the air you breathed.

The sound of his footsteps was suddenly louder to you, every movement he made was deafening.

You could hear him breathing heavily, like he was stilling his own nerves.

The first drop of heat landed across your right breast, making you jolt in your seat at the sudden intense feeling. You gasp so harshly it hurt your throat. You felt your nipples pebble and your back arched.

Clyde gulped, watching the way you writhed, “Colour?”

“Green,” you panted, already breathless from the shock of such a new feeling. Normally the feeling of heat or burning would make you run to calm your skin with cool water but right now all you wanted was more. It strangely wasn’t as painful as you’d expected and you were thankful for this, the heat radiated across your skin creating this deep craving within your core. The second drop met the skin of your left breast now, a strangled whimper left your lips as your jaw slackened.

“Green,” you repeated and he did it again, whining you tilted your head back. Thrusting your chest into the drips that he let bounce onto your skin again and again. The sound of his hungry breathing next to you only spurred you on.

You presumed he was kneeling as he huffed next to you, suddenly several drops bounced against the skin of your thighs in quick unison.

“Oh f-fuck, Clyde,” you whined, shuffling frantically as your body fought to chase the feeling but also escape from it. You’d never felt anything like it, your body in such a juxtaposition of pleasure and innate fear – it was intoxicating.

Suddenly cool air ghosted over the patches of wax, cooling the area as the wax hardened against your skin, “Colour?” his voice asked. You realised, as his chin rested against the softest part of your thigh, that he was blowing on the patches.

The sensation was short but intense once again. His fingers quickly flicked at the hardened wax; the raw skin being exposed to the cool air. Once again Clyde bent to blow softly, the cooling air of his breath soothed your skin, “Ya mark so pretty sweet pea,” he muttered under his breath, placing a kiss to the stinging patch of skin.

You whimpered but before you had a chance to say anything the drips bounced back onto your skin, making you twitch violently. In unison you both let out a hum of satisfaction as the drip hits down into the sensitive inside of your thigh and your legs instinctively open as much as your ankle restraints will let you.

“Again,” you begged. The next drips were instantaneous, earning Clyde an appreciative moan from you.

The heat radiated up towards your cunt, making your clit throb so harshly it makes you gasp. You needed more; you needed him so badly it made your head spin.

Then everything went still, suddenly you couldn’t feel him close any more and the drips had stopped. Your eyebrows furrowed beneath your blindfold as you tried to listen out for what he was doing.

But there was nothing but silence and soft breathing. “Clyde?” you called out to him.

His voice was closer than you thought, making you jump a little, “I’m right here.”

His lips ghosted your neck, before he bit lightly at the skin beneath your ear. Soft kisses followed; your cunt clenched around nothing as it sought out the one thing it wanted.

“Clydeee,” you moaned, nuzzling into him as he rested against his forehead against yours. He huffed a laugh and kissed you in a quick peck.

You heard him move this time, presuming that he was getting himself comfortable on his knees by the way the consistent sound of moving clothes echoed out to you. Then the flick of the lighter was back, tensing every muscle in your body in excited anticipation.

There was a beat of silence and then his hand was against you, and your realisation was instant.

By the way his hand rested against your lower stomach you knew what he was silently asking to do, the thought alone made you squirm your hips. The fact he wasn’t doing it was driving you insane, you could feel the wetness from your cunt soaking the towel beneath your legs, you wanted this. You wanted to feel it so badly it was like an addiction driven craving already – eating away at you as he so calmly kept the back of his hand resting against your stomach.

He laughed out a quiet chuckle, “Colour, please, pretty girl.”

“Green!”

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thetorturerwrites · 2 years

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I’ve Got You: Ch 13

Summary: In the early afternoon, people began arriving. Clyde walked up behind you and sat his chin upon the top of your head, standing silently for a long, long moment. Because this was it. This was the spark that would light the fuse that would topple a giant.

A/N: Here we are again. Two posts in one week? Who am I?

As always, thank you for being here if you are. <3

Reminder: The Keep Reading link directs you to AO3. I only post a blurb of this fic here as a test to see which way I like better. So, when it directs you there, it isn’t broken.

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Clyde woke before dawn in a panic, dreamed he’d gone and fell asleep on the back of the Beast as the AFM inched their way out of the tree line. When you shifted in bed beside him, he thanked his lucky stars that he’d remembered to carry you in out of the night. But that one anxiety-riddled dream shifted his brain into high gear, and the only way to put out that fire was to start a better one.

Determined to not keep thinking about what he felt sure was an impending doom on the horizon, he smoothed a trail of whisper-soft kisses down the slope of your shoulder and the outside of your breast, both perfect spots for his tongue to steal a quick taste.

Too ready for your response, he deliberately allowed his kisses to fall harder, to suck a bit more of your supple flesh between his lips. Your chest rose and fell on a deep sigh, and he used the motion of it to steal a nip at your standing nipple, smiling to himself as your torso shuddered in response. Even asleep, your body was a delight to him, always so responsive. But when your fingers slid into his hair and along his scalp, the pleased upturn of his mouth turned downright wicked.

“Mornin’ Alpha,” he said, low and sultry, in that voice he’d learned you loved so much.

The bed shook slightly with your chuckle, drawing his eyes down to your breasts again.

“Mornin’ devil.”

The amusement in your voice was practically an invitation. Like a snake, he slithered an arm beneath you, turned your body towards his, and moved over you in one smooth motion. Trapping you against the bed with his weight, he slid his knee between yours and didn’t stop until his thigh met your bare sex. The gentle scrape of your heat made him groan louder than he intended. He had to turn his face into your rib cage to keep it contained.

“You better hush.” Your conspiratorial whisper had him nipping at your belly so you’d have to fight to be quiet, too. “She’s awake, and that woman can hear a pin drop two states over.”

The thought of Mamaw hearing him should have sent shivers down his spine, obliging him to behave. Instead, it kicked up the desire to see just how far he could go, how much torture you and he could withstand before losing all composure. Idly, he wondered if Mamaw ever blushed. Having decided, Clyde lifted onto one knee in order to settle fully between your supple thighs. With his amputated forearm pressed into your pillow, he crowded into your field of vision, wanting you to only think about him for however long he could keep you here.

“Sounds like a challenge to me, darlin’.” Morning breath be damned, he pressed his grin to yours and playfully nipped at your bottom lip. “Military taught me many, many things.” Scooting his knees apart spread your legs wide, but he didn’t look. Eyes level with yours, he issued his dare with a saucy wink. “Least of which was keeping my mouth shut.”

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cas-backwards-tie · 3 months

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ADCU Masterlist

A/N: Just making a separate masterlist for this because I have a fair number of these and also there's a bunch of different characters!

Kylo Ren

Call Me Kylo | Officer!Reader ↠ You're tasked with getting the Commander's signature to finish your assignment. Unfortunately, you can't find the Commander anywhere.

Correspondence ↠ The Supreme Leader has a lot on his plate, leading him to neglect certain things... like himself, for example.

Nothing But A Monster | Vampire! AU ↠ Forced to accept help from a mysterious stranger, you find yourself in a predicament of sorts.

It’s The Small Things ↠ Kylo finds your optimism odd in place of the First Order.

The Meaning Of Care | Officer!Reader ↠ Kylo Ren takes care of you when you're sick? That's something you never would've seen coming.

Clyde Logan

Pinball & Motels ↠ Roadtrips, A present for Clyde, and the one-bed trope? What more could you ask for?

A Day Off ↠ Clyde finally takes a well-deserved day off.

Flip Zimmerman

Frenzied Rendezvous* ↠ Flip finally has his way with you after enduring your teasing all night long.

Pale

Early Mornings ↠ Pale wakes up to find you making breakfast. It's like you plan on staying or something. Wait... do you plan on staying?

Solo Triplets

A Quiet Night ↠ The boys want to take you out on a proper date.

Ben Solo

Fairytale Mess* ↠ Sleeping with Ben Solo doesn't seem like such a bad idea when you're both under the influence.

Paul Sevier

Extraordinary ↠ Paul attempts to go out and have a social nigh. After everything that's happened... things haven't changed him that much, have they?

Daniel Jones

Late Night Confessions ↠ Dan wakes you up with a drunken phone call.

Headcanons

Breakup Headcanons

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eddiesfaerie · 2 years

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ADCU Masterlist

(Adam Driver Character Universe)

most works are NSFW and contain 18+ content, minors do not interact!

Softer | Part 2 *

Kylo Ren whisks you away to a remote planet to be sweeter with you. He finds it much more difficult than initially planned.

Fructus Tenebris (series) 1. Eripio

You have a bit of a run-in with a hunter in the garden. Gladly, Kylo is around to mediate.

Pet *

You accompany the Supreme Leader to one of his meetings. Unsurprisingly, you become desperate for attention.

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

Kylo and Sleep

So Pretty Like This *

Mirrorball * | Part 2 *

Your first time meeting detective Flip Zimmerman is out on the dance floor.

Going Under

You struggle to figure out why Flip Zimmerman wants to help you out.

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

Losing You

Stitches

Flip and Sleep

Gingerbread

Long Sleeves * | Part 2 *

A two part, chaotic summary of the trials and tribulations of you and Charlie’s blossoming relationship as it’s pushed to its absolute limits.

On Our Way Home

On a late Friday night, you take the subway home with Charlie after spending the day with him at his rehearsals.

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

Date Night

Stay

August *

On a humid, late summer afternoon, Clyde makes you a couple of promises.

Shooting Stars *

Clyde takes you on a drive up the mountain to admire the stars, you see more than you were expecting.

Look At You *

sub!Clyde needs help voicing his needs.

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

Laundry

In The Morning *

More Than Friends

Sick

In The Rain

Snacks

Surprises

Family

Being a Brat *

Horny and Annoyed *

Soft!Dom Clyde *

Tippy Toes

Midnight Snack

You get hungry at 4am. Sackler makes you something to eat.

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

I See You (nsfw-ish)

Double Date

Kiss It Better

Sackler and Sleep

Types of Kisses

Morning Sex *

Caught *

Nasty But Sweet *

Confessions *

Sleepy (nsfw-ish)

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

Sunshine

Home

Bent *

Blowing Bubbles *

DRABBLES / REQUESTS

At Gas Stations

Brat *

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mrs-gucci · 1 year

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By The Fire ~ Clyde Logan x fem!Reader

Hello Mrs Gucci!! :) i was wondering if i could request Clyde Logan snowy day smut! something along the lines of soft love making in winter next to a warm fireplace? Thank u! <3

thanks for this request, I’m happy to be back writing for adam characters again!!

warnings. SMUT (18+), fluff, soft sex, just a sprinkle of very mild dirty talk, p in v, unprotected sex, premature ejaculation (a lil bit), creampie, taking clyde’s *generous* load

word count: 673

You’re so, so glad that you splurged and got the white silky fur lingerie set for your winter weekend getaway with Clyde because it’s totally paying off right now.

As soon as Clyde came downstairs and saw you sprawled out on the rug by the fire in your pretty outfit, he was pouncing, quickly taking his prosthetic off before climbing between your legs. His lips press against yours, hips pressing forward to grind against your warm center.

“Fuck, darlin’, when’d ya get this little getup?” Clyde breathes, wishing nothing more than to be able to touch you right now. “Ya look so beautiful, all laid out in front’a the fire for me...”

You smile, kissing him again. “Got it for you, Clyde, wanted to surprise you.”

The corners of his mouth tug up in a small smile as he reaches down to undo his pants. He’s already so hard for you, length pressing desperately against the crotch of his jeans.

“Is this what ya wanted?” he asks, nudging his cock against your entrance. “Is this what ya wanted when ya put this lingerie on and laid yourself out like this?”

“Yes, baby, please...”

He needs no further invitation, slowly pushing his slick-coated head into your waiting wetness, following that up with the rest of his long, thick length. Your back arches up off the plush carpet and you gasp, insides stretching to take all of him.

“C-Christ Almighty,” he groans shakily, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. “Shit, you’re tight, darlin’.”

“Oh, Clyde...”

You let out a soft moan, looking up at him as he begins to roll his hips, starting relatively slowly. Your hands reach up to caress his face and run through his wavy hair, feeling the way he steadily relaxes with each of your touches.

As much as you love the usual quick and dirty sex, sometimes this slow lovemaking is exactly what you two need. Today is one of those days. The slow and sensual really hits the spot.

Clyde looks down at you, breathing shaky and hips start moving slightly faster when he feels you clench around him. He could cry, this is such a beautiful moment that the two of you are sharing and he often wonders how the hell he managed to have gotten such a beautiful, wonderful lady.

“It feels so good, Clyde,” you say softly, pulling him down for a kiss. “You feel so good.”

His jaw clenches, eyebrows beginning to knit in pleasure as his climax grows nearer and nearer. “Ya feel g-good too, m’ darlin’. I love ya so much, love that I get to have ya in this way.”

You offer him a small smile, kissing him again and again, your orgasm on the horizon. Your hand slips down your abdomen and between your legs, just above where your two bodies are joining.

Clyde lets out a low moan when you start rubbing your stiff clit, which is causing your insides to grip him even tighter. He’s not sure how much longer he can hold on...

“O-Oh!” he gasps, suddenly reaching his peak without any warning, hips rutting into you as he fills you with his seed. “Oh god, m’ darlin’...”

Seeing and feeling your beloved reach his release brings you to your own only moments later, letting out a soft cry of his name as you ride the wave. You smile up at him, holding his face in your hands while both of you catch your breaths.

“I love you so much,” you whisper, thumb sliding over his cheekbone. “So, so freakin’ much.”

Clyde’s smile widens with your words. “I love ya more.”

When your head rolls to the side, you gasp quietly.

“Baby, look!” You point to the window, where big white flakes have begun to fall. “Looks like we’ll have a snowy weekend after all.”

He hums, looking out the window along with you. “Must’ve been some pretty magical sex we just had, hm?”

You laugh, giving him a nudge with your knee before kissing him again.

“Weirdo.”

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ladyinwriting18 · 1 year

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Our First Valentine's Day

Summary: You and Clyde celebrate your first Valentine's Day together. Perhaps the two of you will finally take your relationship to a more intimate level.

Words: 3,538

Warnings: Fingering, oral sex, PIV.

Today is Valentine’s Day. Your very first Valentine’s Day with your very new boyfriend, Clyde Logan. You two haven’t been dating for very long so you haven’t expected him to make a big deal of the day. But to your surprise, he had. The evening had been spent going out to dinner and then the movies, where you and Clyde had split a bucket of popcorn. Electrical sparks had shot through you every time your fingers touched while reaching to grab popcorn. Even innocent touches shared between you set you aflame. Who could blame you? Clyde is tall, strong, and handsome. With full, pouty lips that you want to feel kiss more than just your mouth.

You shake the thoughts from your mind. It hasn’t even been a full month since the two of you started dating. And Clyde being the Southern gentleman that he is, hasn’t done more than hold your hand, hug you and kiss you. But as he pulls his truck up to the motel, you can’t help but hope that tonight he does more.

You fidget beside him in the passenger seat with a mix of excitement and nerves. If tonight was going to be the night you finally slept together, then you wanted to be prepared. So prepared that you’re wearing a short, light pink babydoll nightgown and matching lace panties under your dress. You hope he’ll like it, since you aren’t exactly sure what his preference is when it comes to lingerie and such. What you do know is that he always treats you like a princess. So…why not dress the part?

He takes the key from the ignition and sees you make a move to get out of the truck. “You wait right there,” he teasingly scolds, then hops out to jog over to the other side and open the car door. He holds out a hand for you. You smile wide at how considerate he always is. “Why thank you, Sir.” You place your hand in his and let him help you step out of the truck. “Anything for you, Darlin’.” He momentarily strokes your cheek before grabbing both overnight bags from the backseat.

You walk together towards the room that Clyde reserved for the night. He unlocks the door and holds it open for you to step inside first. You quickly flick on the light, illuminating the room. It’s an average motel room, but clean and spacious with a comfy looking king size bed. Waiting on the bed is a bouquet of sunflowers and roses. “Oh Clyde! They’re beautiful.” You excitedly go over and pick the flowers up to smell them before turning back to him. “You’re so good to me. Thank you.” “It’s nothin’ you don’t already deserve. I wish I could give ya more but I hope this is enough.” You hold your hand out for him, silently asking him to join you. He comes over to wrap his arms around you and leans down to kiss the top of your head. You look up into his eyes, making sure his focus is on you. “It is more than enough. You’ve made me a very happy girl today.” He can feel the tips of his ears burn. Knowing he’s pleased you does more than just make him happy, it turns him on. Truth be told, Clyde had hopes for where the night took them, but he in no way wants to pressure you if you aren’t ready. He’s more than happy to take the backseat and let you drive until you give him the okay. Until then, he’ll keep things rated PG. “I was thinkin’ we could watch a movie and then maybe go get some ice cream. That place ya like is right down the road.” As he talks, he moves to the side of the bed and takes a seat. He toes off his shoes before reclining back against the headboard in his blue jeans and button up. It’s clear he doesn’t mean to look so alluring, but you can’t stop your eyes from roaming over his frame. Without looking away, you slip off your heels and climb up onto the bed. You crawl over and kneel beside him. “You’ve spoiled me tonight.” You reach out a hand and lay it on his thigh. “How can I ever repay you?” He nearly chokes on air when you grip his thigh. Something about it has him wondering about your motives. Was this your way of tentatively making a move? “Ya don’t have to repay me. I wanted to do this for ya.” He sits up, trying to make sure he says the right thing. “It’s…made me happy to do this for ya.”

You smile and squeeze his thigh. Taking this as a good sign, Clyde leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips. Your reaction is better than he could have imagined. Not only do you return the kiss, but also wrap your arms around his shoulders. You seem to be tugging him closer as if urging him to touch you. It’s all the incentive he needs to pull you on top of him while sinking back into the bed. He groans into your mouth, flesh hand tangling in your hair while he slants his lips against yours. You melt into him, enjoying the feeling of his mouth and body heat. His tongue runs across the seam of your lips so you’ll part them and let his tongue slip into your mouth. Your hands move to the front of his dress shirt to start undoing the first few buttons. But when you find the undershirt he wears beneath, you whine at the material separating you from his skin.

You’ve waited so long to be close to him that you can’t help but feel frustrated. You break the kiss with a pout. Clyde chuckles at your impatience. “It’s alright, Darlin’. I’ve got ya.” He subtly ruts his hips up into you to let you know he’s as eager as you. “We have all night. I wanna treat ya right. Give ya what ya need.” His metal prosthetic hand squeezes one of your asscheeks before starting to scrunch the fabric of your dress up. The feeling of him pulling up your dress, reminds you of the surprise you’ve hidden. “I wore something especially for you.” Your cheeks heat up with your admission. “Do….Do you want to see?” You do your best to be confident. This would be the first time you’ve ever been this exposed in front of him. Half dazed, Clyde nods, excited to see that you’ve put together your own surprises for him. Still on your knees, you lift your dress above your head before tossing it on the floor. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth and look at him innocently. All you can do is pray that he likes what he sees.

From the way his jaw drops and his eyes dilate, he likes what he sees very much. His eyes drag over every detail of your body and the baby pink lingerie. He reaches out to feel the material between two fingers. “I ain’t never seen a more beautiful sight.” “Really? You like it?” Clyde nods, “Ya look like a lil’ Princess.” His voice drops to a lustful whisper. “Ma lil’ Princess.” The fingers that play with the edge of the lingerie, moves to grip your hip. You’re close to tackling him to the bed, but he asks if you’ll help him with the rest of his shirt. You immediately spring into action, ridding him of his dress and under shirt, revealing the smooth, soft skin of his chest and torso. He nervously licks his lips. “I know I’m no movie star—” You silence his words with a finger pressed to his lips. “We’re going to have some problems if you talk badly about my boyfriend.” Clyde chuckles at your playfulness and lets you continue. “I love what I see and I want to see more.” That catches his attention. His smile turns into a sly grin and pushes your finger away from his mouth. “Ah, so I have a greedy Princess on my hands, hm?” You giggle and look down shyly. The hand resting on your hip tugs you forward in time with him leaning up to capture your mouth. His kiss is slow but firm. You enjoy the pace since it lets you enjoy the softness of his lips and the scratch of his facial hair. Your hands lazily run over his chest, wanting to get to know his body. Your fingers find themselves at the waistband of his Levi’s, trailing lower until you accidentally touch the bulge in the front of his jeans. You break the kiss with a gasp and find Clyde smirking at you. “Go on, Princess. Take what ya want.” You’re so desperate to see him and touch him that his permission feels like a blessing. Your hands make quick work of his belt and zipper before hooking your fingers into the waistband and start tugging off his jeans and boxers. His legs are impossibly long. It feels like it takes fucking forever to strip him of his pants, but once they’re off, you toss them onto the floor and turn your gaze back to him. Your eyes go wide at the sight of him.

His cock stands proudly, thick and jetting up towards his navel with a mess of dark curls at the base. You crawl back to him, laying beside him in the crook of his arm. He smiles and pulls you in closer while his metal hand comes up to stroke your cheek. You grip the wrist and turn your face to kiss the palm. “Should I take this off for you as well? Whatever makes you more comfortable.” Clyde swallows thickly at your words, his face flushing slightly. “I…I don’t want to make ya uncomfortable, and if it’s better for ya that I keep it on, then I don’t mind. I just wanna make ma girl feel good-” You quiet him with a firm kiss, pouring your affection into it. “Your comfort is just as important as mine and you already do make me feel good. Having it on won’t affect that.” He mulls it over in his head, trying to decide. Since losing his hand he’s struggled with feeling man enough. Especially because women had started to look at him differently. But not you. You accepted all of him. “I’d prefer it off,” he whispers to you. Carefully, you start to remove his prosthetic. You watch his expression to make sure you’re doing it correctly and not causing him discomfort. Once it’s off, you place it on the nightstand beside the bed. You turn back to him and start to kiss from his shoulder, down his arm to where his amputation scar is, and kiss that too. He gasps when your lips come in contact with his scar. No one had ever touched it or treated it like this…like it was just another part of him that deserved to be loved and treated with reverence. “Is this okay?” He breathes out a ‘yes’ that almost sounds like a moan. You kiss all around his scar while your fingers massage his flesh. Above you, Clyde’s lips part and his head tilts back. He feels so…loved that he isn’t sure how to handle it. What he does know is that he wants to make you feel just as loved as he does. You kiss back up his arm to his chest and move to straddle him. With your knees on either side of his thighs, you’re able to press your chest to his and nuzzle his nose with yours. But you’ve ignited something in your Valentine. Something that leaves him aching for more than your sweet kisses. Using his strength, he flips you onto your back with him on top of you. He wastes no time in kissing and nipping at your neck and chest. Your giggles from being flipped over quickly dissolve into whimpers. The contrast between his soft lips and the sharp bite of his teeth leaves you quaking.

He continues his way down to your thighs and pulls them apart to nuzzle his nose into your center. You can’t help but feel embarrassed, knowing that the lace panties are most likely clinging to your already wet cunt like a second skin. He inhales deeply, sighing at the scent. “Ya smell so sweet, Princess. Can I taste ya?” You find it hard to form words, so you nod and lift your hips to help him slide your panties off. You bite your bottom lip and let your knees fall apart, revealing your bare cunt to him for the very first time. Clyde stares, mesmerized by how soft and wet your cunt is. Not wanting to waste another moment, he shoves his face into your cunt and eats you like a man starved. He licks at your entrance before shoving his tongue as far as he can inside of you, tasting every drop of slick you have to offer him. After a moment, he pulls back to look at you. “Ya have the best tastin’ pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of eatin’.” If you wanted to respond, Clyde doesn’t give you the chance before burying his face back between your thighs. He looks at you through his lashes, watching you thrash as he sucks on your clit. He rolls the bud between his teeth before flicking it with his tongue. You moan out his name, melting and opening your legs even wider for him. Having better access, he slips a single finger through your tight walls. You grind into his hand, panting even though he only has one finger inside. “Can ma Darlin’ take more?” You aggressively nod, feeling desperate. “Y-yes, more. I want more!” He doesn’t need to be told twice and slides a second finger in. Your inner walls clench around his thick digits as he fingers you with quick, slick thrusts.

The way you moan and writhe for him makes him work harder. He works his tongue with more fervor, flicking your clit and picking up the pace of his fingers. Your cunt drips down to his palm, allowing him to slip in a third finger. You arch your back and cry out. How he already knows your body so well is beyond your realm of comprehension. You can already feel your orgasm drawing closer. That feeling only intensifies when he crooks his fingers in just the right spot that his calloused fingertips rub your g-spot. “Fuck! Clyddddeeee, right there! I’m s-so close!” He hums encouragement at you, trying to tell you he wants you to cum but doesn’t want to stop giving you pleasure. The vibrations go straight to your cunt and that’s all you need to reach your peak. Your cunt clamps down around his fingers and unfiltered music spills from your open mouth as you chant his name like a prayer. You feel like you’re floating on a cloud but Clyde focuses on working you through your orgasm. It’s only once your body slumps back onto the mattress does he remove his fingers from your core. He sits up and licks his fingers clean. “Mmmh, fuck me. I could eat your pussy all fuckin’ day and still not have enough.” He crawls back up your body with his chin and beard shiny with your slick. You don’t have time to feel embarrassed because he’s already pressing a kiss to your lips and sliding his tongue into your mouth so you can taste yourself. Your tongues play with one another, the passion between you increasing. “I want to make you feel good too.” You hum against his mouth and mischievously slide your hand down his body until it comes in contact with his cock. You purr at the feeling of it throbbing in your hand. “So big. You’re going to end up stretching me out.” Clyde groans at your words, hips bucking forward into your grasp. He’s too excited to wait any longer, so he flips you over again, pulling you to straddle him while he rests against the pillows. “Will ma Princess ride me?” You nod with a giggle. “If that’s what my man wants.” “Yeah, that’s what I want,” he responds almost breathlessly while watching you line his cock up with your entrance.

You sink down slowly, head falling back at the feeling of him filling you up. Your cunt desperately tries to get accustomed to the girth of him. Every ridge and vein has you whimpering. “Fuck Darlin’, you’re so fuckin’ tight. Can’t believe ya takin’ all of me.” The praise makes you shiver. Your hands grip his chest, using the leverage to start moving faster.

You’re bouncing up and down on his cock now, causing him to groan whenever your cunt flutters around him. He starts thrusting his hips in time with your movements, so that as you fall back down on him, his hips rise, spearing you hard on his cock and making you bounce. “Fuck, look at your tits,” he swears while watching them, hypnotized by the way they bounce in the pink cups of the babydoll you wear. His hand gropes at one and then the other as you continue to ride him. With a growl, he pulls your breasts free and moves his hand into your hair to pull you down so he can nuzzle his face against them. His facial hair tickles your skin, but the warmth of his mouth suckling at your nipples feels so good. They quickly become taunt under his ministrations. You feel yourself dripping down his length, especially now that he’s thrusting his hips even harder. His fat cockhead hits your cervix with each sloppy bounce.

It has you babbling, “Clyde! Feels so good. Y-You’re so deep in my cunt!”

His nostrils flare, tearing his mouth from your breast and watching your cunt swallowing him whole. The sight causes him to bite on his tongue to stop himself from cumming. He stares up into your eyes. His gaze is so intense that it steals your breath away. “Wanna make ya cum. Will ya let me, Princess?” “God, yes. Please, I want to cum for you.” His hand moves down between your thighs while his other arm comes around your waist to keep you close. With his thumb and forefinger, he pinches and rolls your clit between his two fingers. It has you throwing your head back and your thighs trembling. Your movements become more erratic, unable to focus on anything else but the pleasure coursing through your body. Your cunt starts clenching around him in longer intervals, telling him that your orgasm is near. “That’s it, Princess. Cum for me. Cum so I can fill ya up nice an’ full.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders and press your forehead to his, trying to steady yourself, but your body is taking over. His fingers work you faster, your swollen clit pulses against the pads of his fingers. You’re so close, moments away away from reaching your peak. You brokenly whine his name, feeling overwhelmed, but Clyde is there, holding you and praising you. “That’s it. I’m here, Babygirl. Right here. Cum on ma cock.” His fingers roll your clit just right and suddenly you’re shuddering and cumming so hard that you almost lose your balance atop him. He moans as you cum around him. Your walls squeeze his cock in a vice grip. He tries to hold off his own orgasm, wanting to fuck you through yours first, but he can’t stop the natural reaction of his body. “Shit! Fuckin’ Christ!” he howls, filling you with ropes of sticky cum. His cock throbs inside of you as aftershocks rip through his body. You cling to one another, catching your breath until Clyde sinks back onto the pillows, pulling you with him so you’re resting on top of his chest. “Princess, that was….God damn.” He sighs happily with his eyes closed. His comment earns him a giggle and a kiss to his chest before you look back into his eyes. He presses a kiss to your forehead while his fingers stroke your back. “Y’alright?” You answer without hesitation, “More than alright. You made me feel so good.” A smile spreads across his face. “I’m glad. That’s all I wanted, to make ma girl feel good.” “Well mission accomplished, Mr. Logan.” You stroke his cheek, wanting to show him more affection. “And are you alright?” “I couldn’t be more perfect,” he whispers before leaning in to place a soft kiss to your lips. The two of you resituate, you laying beside him within the crook of his arm. You lay a hand on his chest, directly over his heart. A comfortable silence falls over the room. The two of you bask in the afterglow of your love making. Everything feels beyond perfect. You couldn’t want for anything else. Except…. “Clyde?” “Yes, Darlin’?” "Can we still go get that ice cream?” Laughter rips through him. His entire frame shakes with it. “Of course we can. Whatever ma pretty lil’ Valentine wants.”

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