#help omg that striped shirt???
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Fires In Those Eyes
Kinktober Day 11: Seduction
Tags: Joel Miller x Reader, afab!fem!reader, oral (m!recieving), fingering, unprotected piv (pls wrap it irl omg please), joel is whipped, but also so is reader, degradation, possessive sex, joel's filthy mouth again my bad (w/c: 1.3K)
A/N: Second Joel fic of the month! Hooray! This time they actually get naked and get down and dirty so double hooray. I tend to just write Jackson!era Joel just because I want him to be happy okay. Also day 10 will be up eventually so sorry about that lol (I have been using these prompts from flightlessangelwings!)
Most of the time, Joel doesn’t think you’re even trying to seduce him like you do. You’re just you. Perfect, soft you, the woman he fell in love with when he didn’t think he was even capable of it anymore. And God, it’s embarrassing with how much he wants you all the fucking time. When you’re on patrol with him, when you’re making dinner for him, you, and Ellie, in the house that you managed to make a home. He feels deranged with the way he wants to tear your clothes off and fuck you until you scream for him at only the drop of a hat. And you’re not even trying.
You’re trying now, though.
He can tell, from the moment you step inside the house, peeling off your gloves and looking at him with a glint in your eyes that has his breath hitching and cock bulging in his jeans.
“Ellie’s sleeping over at Dina’s tonight,” you whisper, smoothing your hands over the planes of his chest. There are flames in your eyes, and Joel feels like he’s burning.
“Yeah, sweetheart?” he murmurs, his voice rougher than he means it, but you only lick your lips and look up at him through your lashes. You look like pure fuckin’ sin.
You perch up on your tip-toes, leaning close enough that your lips brush the skin of his ear. “What are you going to do about it?” you whisper, and Joel can’t help how he growls.
He’s got you slammed up against the wall before he even knows what he’s done, tearing your coat off your shoulders and letting it fall carelessly to the floor. You pull your shirt off, throwing it somewhere behind him, before you lick into his mouth in the messiest, dirtiest kiss he’s ever had. You claw at his back, rubbing against him like a damn cat in heat, and Joel feels lightheaded with how fast blood rushes to his cock.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” he rasps against your lips, and you whine so sweetly for him.
“Need you to fuck me, God, I need it so bad, Joel.” Your hand comes down to squeeze the bulge of his cock through his jeans, and fuck, you’ve never been this bold, never taken him like you are right now.
“C’mon, baby,” he groans, “let’s go to bed.” But you’re shaking your head, your deft hand unzipping him and freeing him from the confines of his clothes.
“No, no,” you whine, “‘S too far, Joel, need you now.”
You look up into his eyes as you sink to your knees before him, and Joel’s vision blurs at the edges when you lick a long, slow stripe up the underside of his length. He has to brace his hands on the wall as you take him into your mouth, hot wet heat engulfing him as you sink deep. The tight clutch of your throat has him groaning, his hips pitching forward.
You grab onto his hips like you love it, sucking hard enough to make the breath punch out of his lungs. Your head bobs obscenely, your hair brushing his thighs every time to take him to the root. His knees tremble, struggling to hold himself up as you suck his cock like you’ll never get the chance again.
“Baby,” he groans, and you pop off of him, grinning with that same fire in your eyes that makes him want to rip you apart on him. Fuck, he thinks you want him to do just that.
The way he gets to the floor, gets you on your hands and knees for him, is a goddamn mystery. It can stay a mystery, a blur in his memory for all he cares, because when he gets your pants off, peeling your panties halfway down your thighs, baring your beautiful, glistening pussy to his gaze, none of it fucking matters anymore. All that matters is the way his fingers drive into you, reckless, insistent, hammering into you so hard you see stars.
“Fuck, honey, you’re drippin’,” Joel mutters, and your face burns, even as your hips hump back into his hand on pure instinct. “She’s just gonna suck me right in,” he says, twisting his hand as his fingers spread you apart in a way that makes you sob.
And he’s right, he’s so right. Sinking into you is a goddamn revelation, hot and tight around him as you scrabble at the floor for purchase, moaning and pushing your hips back against him. Your pussy lets him in so easy, so perfect, and he shudders as your body clutches at him like a vice, hot and wet and at his fucking mercy.
“God damn it, baby,” he groans, thrusting into you to the fucking hilt and relishing in the way it makes you scream. “You’re so fuckin’ wet f’me.”
“Oh God,” you gasp, even as it feels like your pussy is being stretched to its fucking limit. “All day, fuck- I’ve been wet for you all fucking day.” His hips slap against your ass so hard, pressing in so deep that all you can do is gasp for air and fucking take it.
“Yeah, honey? Needed this cock all fuckin’ day? Comin’ home just to fuck me like a goddamn slut,” he rasps, and God, it’s true. His cock in your cunt is all you need, all you ever need. Even with the wooden floor digging into your achy knees, your panties tangled around your thighs, fuck, this is all you’ve needed since you woke up this morning. He’s right, you’re a whore for the way he fucks you.
“Yes, yes, oh my fucking- Joel,” you cry out as he hammers into that sweet spot buried deep inside, not letting you breathe for a second.
“This what you needed, sweetheart? Needed me to fuck you on the goddamn floor like we’re fuckin’ animals?” He presses a hand to the small of your back, shaping you into an obscene arch that has you getting tighter around him, practically choking his cock with your pretty pussy. “Such a fuckin’ whore,” he snarls. “Who can fuck you like this?”
“You, Joel,” you cry, tears dripping from your eyes onto the floor. He pulls your hair into his hand, yanking your head back and pulling your body onto his cock with every thrust. The sounds of your cunt smack, smack, smacking against his body are sticky and wet and fucking debauched.
“That’s fuckin right,” he says, sounding about as wrecked as you feel. “Only me. I own this fuckin’ pussy, right baby?”
“Fuck, yes, yes, yes,” you’re gasping, clawing at the wooden floor, and Joel fucking chuckles behind you, deep and dark and primal.
“C’mon, girl,” he rasps, and he snakes a thick hand under your heaving body to rub a calloused finger along your throbbing clit, and you scream. “Squeeze this cock with this slutty little cunt. Show me who owns you.”
And you can’t refuse him, you can’t, not when your body is already locking up with your orgasm. Your pussy strangles his cock, practically forcing his orgasm out of him, and he snarls as he fills you up with his cum. He takes his hand from your hair to wrap it around your chest, pulling you up to press your back against his chest. You tremble in his hold as spasms rock through you.
When you finally settle, he presses kisses to your neck, and you let out soft giggles in reply, running your fingers through his hair.
“Mm, I need a nap,” you sigh, sinking against him. You gasp as Joel nips harshly at your skin.
“Nuh uh, baby. You started this,” he rasps, dark with promise. “And I’m the one that’s gonna fuckin' finish it.”
#oh joel how i adore you#when i write him the filthy mouth is just there idk how to explain it#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#joel miller x female reader#joel miller smut#joel miller fic#tlou smut#tlou fic
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hi omg, can you do somnophilia with dom!cyno and afab!reader? first time requesting and i saw the request event ♡
ahhh! i'm honored that you chose me for your first request, anon!! this is a short one but i hope you like it!
Sweet Dreams
cw: somnophilia
tags: afab!reader, dom!cyno
nsfw under the cut
m!list here
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Cyno felt so terrible whenever he would come home late. He had been doing it more and more often since he was alerted of a dangerous scheme that included students working with the eremites to obtain forbidden knowledge. You were always so understanding. You knew the importance of his job and knew better than to complain or try to convince him to stay home to spend time with you. Even with your encouragement, Cyno still felt he wasn't doing enough for you.
When he first started coming home late, you did you very best to stay up for him; greeting him with kisses and helping him destress through lazy or rough sex depending on how the night went. But after a few nights of this routine, you struggled to stay awake as you waited for him, but you still wanted to make him happy and help him work through the day's stress. Cyno's jaw dropped when you expressed to him that if he was really needy for you when he got home, he could use you while you slept. After much reassurance that it was okay with you, he let himself relax into the idea.
Cyno came home even later than usual; angry and tired about the lack of progress he was making. He was so fed up with this routine and missed being able to spend time with you like he used to. Hell, he hadn't even been able to take a break to play TCG at the tavern... Cyno huffs out a breath as he pads towards the bedroom, wondering if you were asleep. He poked his head in and there you were, asleep.
You looked so beautiful when you slept. Your lips were slightly parted, hair splayed out across the soft pillows, and wearing an oversized shirt. Your legs were spread just enough to give him a peek of your uncovered cunt. Cyno's cock twitches to life at the sight. You were actually serious about letting him fuck you while you slept... Thinking with his other head, he quickly removes his clothes and carefully climbs on to the bed, doing his best to not wake you.
He lowers himself to be eye-level with your pretty pussy, slowly lifting the hem of the shirt to further expose it. Cyno licks his lips at the sight, spreading your thighs just a little more so he could have a taste. He leans forward, licking a light stripe up your slit and giving your clit a small flick with his tongue. Cyno's eyes dart to your face when you stir and make a small soft noise. He pauses, waiting to see if you were really waking up or simply moving in your sleep. When you make no further movement, he smirks.
Cyno spreads your pussy and dives back in, lapping gently at your hole and sucking your clit. Your brows knit together from the stimulation and you push out a needy breath. Cyno chuckles softly against your core as he continues, hoping you were dreaming of him. Growing impatient with his own need he climbs on top of you, looking down at your gorgeous sleeping face before he presses a kiss to the corner of your lips. Your lips twitch into a little smile when he does this, yet you still don't wake.
Cyno pumps his shaft and rubs his leaky tip on your clit, keeping his eyes on your face. "Mmphm.. Cyno..", you mumble sleepily, making him grin with satisfaction. So you were dreaming of him, huh... He positions himself at your entrance and pushes in slowly. A soft groan falling from his lips as he squeezes his eyes shut, taking in the feeling of your cunt enveloping his length. Once fully inside, he still and looks down at you, studying you.
Your expression looked so lewd even though were seemingly unaware that your boyfriend was balls deep inside of you in reality and not just in whatever dirty little dream you thought you were having. Cyno begins to move, languidly thrusting in and out of you, watching as your nose scrunched and you made the smallest little whimpers of pleasure. You and Cyno had fucked so many times, but never like this. It was making him go crazy. The lazy drag of his cock in your tight walls that squeezed him so perfectly and all the noises and little expressions you made were just too good.
He can't help himself when his thrusts get a little harder, a little deeper... Your fingers grip onto the sheets as you finally stir awake. You blink, trying to clear your sleepy vision as you feel something thick inside you, rocking you as it fucked you, "Hmm..?" Your voice is so quiet and tired as you try and make sense of what was going on. Cyno leans down, his hips still thrusting forward as his cock throbs inside of you, "Shh, baby. Feels too good..." You moan a little louder now when he gives a particularly hard thrust of his cock and his thumb rubs circles on your clit. "Let me feel you cum around my cock, sweetheart...", he whispers against your lips then captures them in a slow, heated kiss.
Your cry of pleasure is muffled between kisses as your pussy flutters around him; your essence coating his cock as you climax. The feeling of you cumming around his length made his thrusts sloppy and fast as he chased his own high. He grunts softly as his cock hits the deepest parts inside of you, "You want my cum? Tell me. Tell me you want it." You wrap your arms around him, pulling him flush against you, "Please fill me up, Cy... I wanna feel so full of you, please.." Your voice was so soft and needy and it drives him right over the edge. He slams himself into you one final time as his cum coats your walls. Your release mixes with his as he fills you up so perfectly.
His cock twitches as it softens inside of you and he lays his head on your chest. You run your fingers through his silvery, white hair, "Rough night?" He nods, "I needed this... Thank you." You smile lazily and kiss the top of his head, "Let's both get cleaned up, yeah?" Cyno sighs, not wanting to move, but he knows you’re right. He gets up from you, his cock moves out of your pussy and the mixed arousal drips out. The sight has his cock stirring back to life and you laugh, "Bath first, then we can go again." The corner of Cyno's lips curl into a sly smirk, "Why bathe when I'm just going to make a mess again?~" He had a point and who were you to deny your hardworking lover?
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a/n: this ain’t much but it’s honest work
#cyno smut#cyno x reader smut#genshin smut#genshin impact smut#cyno x reader#genshin cyno#genshin impact cyno
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Does Layla need a mom?
pairing: jake x y/n
warning: contains smut!
It’s a chilly night so I’ve decided to go for some thighs with my mini skirt. I wish I could just ignore the cold for my Tinder date tonight but I should put my health first. I’m meeting a new guy called Jake, by his profile I know he’s 21, has gorgeous lips and a dog. That’s all I’m looking for in a man these days, someone I can have fun with.
I order an Uber and go down the stairs, already kinda late for the reservation at the fancy Italian restaurant where we’re having our date. He made the reservation a week ago, he swears it’s the best food I’ll try in town. I get in the Uber and send him a message.
“Sorry, I'll be a few minutes late, traffic!” I sent it as the Uber driver was waiting on a red light.
“No worries, I’m already here. I hope you do show up and not leave me stranded haha” Jake sends a smiley emoji and I get he’s nervous about this date too. We’ve been talking for a few weeks, friendly but also quite flirty, some texts getting borderline sexting. I’ve been trying not to overthink about how this night could end, but the thought of getting into this man’s bed has kept me zoning out since he asked me out.
“Here it is lady, have a good night!” I get out of the car and thank the Uber driver, getting into the restaurant as fast as I can so I don’t ruin my hair in the rain. when I walk in, I scan the room to look for Jake, quickly spotting him at the end of the restaurant. He’s wearing a leather jacket, his hair pushed back and a neck chain, looking so good I almost got embarrassed to approach him. It would have been too late to escape since he already saw me, getting up and shaking his hand in the air so I could see him.
“Hello! Wow you look gorgeous y/n” Jake kisses me on the cheek and I get to smell his perfume, manly and sexy. I sit down and take a sweet time to appreciate how he looks, admire his tan skin, his big nose, his beautiful smile and his hands, wishing that those would be touching me in a couple of hours. He’s doing the same as me, scanning me from head to toe with a sultry stare.
“You look really good too Jake, I’m kind of surprised you’re just not wearing basketball shorts or a striped shirt” I joke since in all his pictures on Instagram he’s wearing one of these two clothing pieces, even both of the same time sometimes. He looks ridiculously gorgeous tonight.
“Well I have to show off for tonight, need to make a good impression”
“Sure you are”
Dinner was fantastic, everything was delicious and we talked all the time we were sitting there as if we had known each other since forever. Jake had come with his car so he offered to take me home. I felt uncomfortable asking to go to his house even though I really wanted to, so I made an excuse to be with him for a little bit more.
“I know a cool bar right around here, would you like to go? Let’s not end the date just yet” I looked up on Google Maps a bar next to his house just to hang out there for a bit, have a drink and see where the night took us. The next thing I know is that each of us has drunk at least 3 cocktails and it’s almost 2 a.m.
“My house is quite close to this bar, if you want to crash, I know I said I would take you home but I don’t think I can drive right now, a uber right now is gonna be impossible to find” Jake has his arm around my shoulders, his hair messy and he had to take his jacket off because of how hot he was. His house is a 15-minute walk away, which helps us get refreshed as we get to his door.
“Here we are, welcome to my house!” Jake opens the door and a modern and minimalist decor fills my sight. it’s obvious it’s a single man’s house by the posters and figurines he has but it’s done with good taste, giving a personal touch.
“Omg is this Layla? you’re so pretty and fluffy!” Jake’s dog approaches me right as I walk in, excitedly shaking her tail and giving little jumps. He has previously talked about her dog at the restaurant, showing me pictures of her as a puppy and all.
“She seems to like you, I don’t often see her this excited” Jake closes the door and takes his jacket off, hanging it on the entrance coat rack. He gets behind me and grabs my bag and my coat, hanging it as well.
“It’s kinda crazy that I’m staying at your house, I don’t know what you’re gonna think of me” I say as a joke but deep down I do want to give him a good impression and as much as I would love to rip his clothes off right now,
“It's kind of stupid If I thought anything bad about you y/n. I hope you know I’m very excited that you’re here right now. Just knowing we get to be a few more minutes together is already giving me a rush”
I look at him and he’s standing there, looking so handsome in this light, the air feeling heavy. I move to the sofa, sitting there first as he follows me around inside his own house. He turns on the TV and we’re sitting there like dummies, watching whatever is on. I am nervous, the expectation growing more and more each second.
“what the hell are we doing?” Jake says as he’s getting closer to me, facing me as I’m resting my back on the couch. When he’s just inches away from my lips, Layla jumps on the sofa, right in between us.
“Layla! you scared me, fuck” Jake moves to the other side of the sofa, being attacked by Layla’s kisses. I laugh from the other side, the view so endearing I almost forgot he’s just a Tinder date and this will end soon.
“Do you want me to lend you some clothes to sleep in? A T-shirt and some shorts perhaps?” Jake is standing right in front of me, waiting for my answer, looking for an excuse to get out of Layla’s insistence.
“yes, thank you! where’s the bathroom by the way? I need to take my make-up off” I get up fast as he walks to his bedroom to pick up the clothes.
“It’s here, hold on… let me give you the clothes so you can change. I also have make-up remover in the cabinet” Jake rumbles around his closet and comes back with a white t-shirt with a logo on it and some Nike shorts, handing them to me.
When I finished changing and getting my make-up off I glanced at myself in the mirror. I look so bare in this look, just how I would look at the solitude of my own house. It’s kinda crazy that this is how I choose to show myself in front of my date, who I have known for just a few hours. I guess Jake has something that just makes me blindly trust him.
As I’m coming out of the bathroom I hear the TV, the volume turned down so it’s low. When I walk into the living room, Jake is lying on the couch with a tight t-shirt and grey sweatpants. Layla lies right next to him, looking adorable with her fluffy fur. He looks a bit sleepy but as I walk into his sight, he opens his eyes and gets up.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something? I don’t sleep too much so I always stay up late watching TV. Right now there’s this 50’s romantic movie, I don’t know if you would like it” Jake looks at me as I’m standing there, his eyes trying not to look at my nipples, visible through the t-shirt he gave me. I’m also quite careful not to get caught looking at his bulge, way too noticeable in those sweats.
“I don’t care really, it’s just background noise to me” I say as I’m sitting next to him, he grabs my hands and pulls me in between his legs. His big hands hold mine as he looks at me in the eyes, the TV light illuminating his face in a beautiful blue. He looks mesmerizing, so much so that I can’t hold myself any longer and I kiss him. His sweet, plump lips capture mine with the same intensity as mine, gasping for air every time we separate.
Jake grabs the back of my thighs and sits me on his lap, his hands groping my ass and massaging it. I feel an overwhelming heat on my cheeks, all the pent-up neediness flowing out from us. He wanted this as much as I did. It’s surreal a man like this would want me so bad.
“Baby, let’s go to the bedroom” Jake says in between kisses as he picks me up from his lap and takes me to his bedroom. I’m not thinking about anything else right now but his lips, his hands and the burning pain I’m feeling in my groin, growing worse each second I feel no relief.
When we get to the bedroom, Jake throws me onto the bed, closing the door behind him. The bedroom is nicely decorated, filled with blue and wood. Seeing the details of how he chooses to decorate his house gives me more knowledge about him, filling in the gaps of the missing info I have about him. As I’m laying there, he moves swiftly to the side of the bed, where he turns on a bedside lamp. Lights on tonight I guess.
“Tell me what you like baby, I’m all ears” Jake is standing right at the feet of the bed, in front of me lying in his bed. Many dirty thoughts go through my head, and I could ask for many favours. I don’t have words to describe how bothered I am by his presence, getting hornier with every second he spends waiting for me to voice my desires.
“take your t-shirt off, slowly. And then take mine” I ask, not much but just enough for now. Jake doesn’t say a word, he just follows. Grabs the hem of his t-shirt and peels it off, showing his defined abs and honey skin. His hair is messy now and his eyes are fixed on the t-shirt he lent me, planning on taking it off as soon as possible. From where he stands he grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed, my feet touching the floor and sitting there like a doll. His hands are placed on my waist under the t-shirt, caressing my body as he pushes it up, arms up and for a second I get struck when I get to see his face again, both of us semi-naked and getting more and more desperate for what’s about to happen.
“Tell me, princess, what else do you want me to do?” Jake is almost touching my lips with his, the kiss from before hitting my mind and leaving me desperate for another one. I pull him by his neck onto my lips, clashing hard as we lay on the bed, him on top of me. As we are kissing, his hand snakes up to the pants that I’m wearing, pulling them slowly, leaving me completely naked. I waste no time and do the same to him, unsuccessfully though. He stops me and breaks the kiss, taking them off himself. My sight is indescribable, his naked body bathed by the warm light of the lamp and desire burning in his eyes.
My hands travel from his shoulders to his hip bone, feeling the softness of his skin and his body heat. I touch his member, now hard and red, and Jake hisses at the feeling. I give it slow strokes, enjoying how his eyebrows stitch up and his mouth can only moan and whimper just cause of my touch. As I start going faster, he falls on his back on the bed, giving me full access to now suck him off. I get on top of him and slowly start with my tongue, tiny licks to the top and getting my saliva all around it. When it’s covered I put it all in my mouth, bottom it thanks to Jake pushing my head all the way down. He’s grabbing the back of my head, trying to regain some control over the situation but he’s very obviously gone. When he starts whining and whimpering I know he’s right there, going faster. He tries to stop me but fails miserably, cumming all in my mouth and face.
“wow, you’re going strong y/n, I don’t know if I can keep up with you” he lays there breathing heavily as I’m cleaning my face, his sight lost on the ceiling. “Well the ball’s on your court now, how are you gonna pay me for the best blowjob you’ve received in your entire life?” I say cockily as I get close to his face. His eyes look at me, foggy and lost in lust and suddenly I see a spark in them, knowing instantly he has gotten an idea on how he’s gonna pay me.
“Sit on my face, you’ve won it” Jake grabs my leg and gets it on the other side of his body, now I’m straddling his ribcage. His hands push me by my hips closer to his head, my hands grabbing the headboard so I don’t fall. I can feel Jake’s warm breath on my pussy, his plump lips just inches away from my heat. I feel his wet tongue first, circling around my clit and giving kitten licks as I’m desperately trying to not sit down on his head and choke him. When he starts using his tongue, lapping my folds with hunger I can’t control my sounds any longer and start moaning like I’m possessed. His lips feeling so good and skillfully mixing his mouth with two fingers I come fast on his face, losing all my strength and falling back onto the bed with his head still between my legs. A few minutes pass and I feel Jake getting up and moving my body by my ankles, placing me in the middle of the bed.
“Did that feel good baby? I’ve never seen anyone react like that… it was so hot I also came with you, twice tonight already. And I haven’t even been inside you yet” Jake’s hair looks messy and sexy, especially knowing it’s because of our recent activities. His lips are even plumper if possible and a layer of sweat covers his chest and abs. I sit up and touch his body instinctively, caressing his hip bone and looking at him in the eyes.
“Bend over baby” his strong arms flip me over, getting me on all fours. His eyes went straight to my drenched and pulsating pussy, placing himself right on my entrance. “Mhmm, it felt so good Jake…fuck I can’t take it any longer, please… just fuck me already”
He moves slowly, for a second unsure if he should be doing this, but when he stretches me so good that I moan loudly, his movements go crazy, railing me like an animal, his hair all stuck to his forehead and his eyes shut, trying to keep up with the pace. He bites his fist but is to no avail as moans just escape from his mouth, his movements going erratic and losing focus. I feel the bed move like it’s gonna break, my moans have become screams at this point and I’m lost in the feeling, my hair all over my face and sweat sticking the sheets onto my body.
“Jake, Jake, I’m going to… I can’t hold it anymore… I’m gonna…” can’t even say a whole sentence, the feeling not letting me think properly as all I feel like the heat in my tummy is gonna explode at any second.
“Do it, c’mon baby, I want to see you come on my dick, let it go…” Jake takes one of his hands to my clit, massaging it and making me come in seconds. I lose sight for a second, everything is blurry as I hear Jake moan loudly, coming inside me and falling on top of me. His head on my chest, I hug his head as we both recover our breaths, the moment feeling so intimate I can’t stop myself from giving him a kiss on the forehead.
I’m pretty sure we fell asleep like that for like fifteen minutes, hugging each other as all we had was each other’s body heat to keep warm. I wake up by the sound of scratching on the bedroom door, obviously being Leyla waiting for his owner to give her food. Jake gets up from top of me and walks to the door, closing it behind him as soon as Leyla starts jumping excitedly. I’m left there quite sad, missing how close we were just a few seconds ago.
“Hey, sorry, I forgot to put water in Leyla’s bowl before and she was quite thirsty. But hey, I just turned the water on, do you want to take a bath? It’s probably hot by now” Jake is sitting on the border of the bed, caressing my tummy as I’m still too tired to get up. I look at him and feel a sense of dreadness, I don’t wanna lose whatever we have right now between each other. Leaving his house today could mean this is over, that we’re just a one-night stand for each other and that’s it.
I take his hand and he lifts me up from the bed, lending me a bathrobe so I don’t get cold on the way to the bathroom. when we get there, there’s a few candles lighten up and the whole room smells like lavender, calming and cozy.
“Get in the bathtub, I’ll prepare some towels for when we get out” I step inside the bathtub, the warm water soothing my body from the intense workout. Jake gets into the bathtub and we’re sitting there looking at each other, just like we were at the restaurant earlier. I almost feel like crying, so I close my eyes and push my head back to rest on the wall.
“Are you good? you look super tired” Jake asks, but I don’t feel like answering right now or my voice will break. So he sits there, reaching for my hand and worried I’m actually in pain. But the pain it’s not physical, and I wish he had just let me go to my house by taxi today. I feel like shit right now, enjoying the last minutes of the most beautiful date I’ve ever been on.
“Did I do something wrong? Are you hurt anywhere?” His tone was serious and worried, his eyes fixated on my face. I open my eyes and it’s obvious that I’m on the verge of tears, my eyes watery and red.
“It’s okay, I’m just a bit tired, today has been a long day for me”
“I don’t believe you, I don’t think that’s what’s happening. You looked so happy a few minutes ago coming on my dick, and now you’re tired? Do you think I’m gonna believe that? Please tell me what’s going on”
Jake sounds mad at me, scared that now everything’s done I’m acting so cold towards him. I can’t tell him the truth, it is so embarrassing and delusional that I might scare him off.
“It’s okay Jake, I just need to go home and sleep a little bit. I had fun don’t be mistaken, but I think is time I go back to my bed and keep on going with my life” I come off as a bitch, looking for a way out of this conversation that was gonna end by me ridiculizing myself in front of the hottest man I know. If I give him the idea that I’m always up for something casual I might get to see him again.
“I don’t know what the fuck has happened for you to say this, but if you want to sleep here I have no issue with it if that’s what you’re worried about. I thought we had a great time tonight, maybe I’ve been a bit rough or you didn’t feel comfortable with me… I don’t know if you’re under the impression that I have used you to have sex but you couldn’t be more mistaken”
There’s an uncomfortable silence, the only sounds being the distant sound of the TV in the living room and Leyla walking around the house outside the bathroom door. I look at him and his eyes are lost, a hundred thoughts going through his head, trying to find where it went wrong tonight.
“It’s not that I didn’t like it, I actually hadn’t had this much fun in a long time. I guess I’m a bit sensitive since it was a bit too… intimate. Like, this is just a hookup, I shouldn’t be feeling this way about what we have done but… I wish It had meant more for the both of us”
“Listen y/n, it’s been a long time since I’ve gone on a date. I was very excited to go with you tonight since I thought we had great chemistry on our back-and-forth texts. I do feel different about you than I have felt about any other woman I have talked to on that damn app…”
I look at him and his arms are resting on each side of the bathtub, his skin glistening and a perfect view of his chest. It makes me crave for a hug in the comfort of his embrace.
“I like you more than I thought I would so early into knowing each other. I have enjoyed this night with you so much that’s gonna screw me up forever, being honest” I confess, my head turned to the wall so I don’t see his reaction to such a statement.
I don’t have to look at him, his arms grabbing mine and getting me closer to him. His lips on mine, so fierce and hungry, I’ve lost control of the situation and now I’m just being french kissed as water splashes everywhere, my legs on each side of his lap.
“Me too… I felt like a dumbass, being so intense… I don’t wanna let you go, ever” his kisses move to my neck and chest, and my hands can’t do much but hold his hair on my fist as I try not to moan too loudly at 4 a.m.
The next morning I lay there, on his bed. The sheets are everywhere, victims of our last night endeavours. A subtle smell of coffee and toasted bread comes into the bedroom, getting me up instantly and wandering to the kitchen.
There he is, early morning with wet hair from the shower and a clean black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. Layla runs around the kitchen, excited about her breakfast just as I am. When I walk into his vision, Jake looks at me with the brightest smile and comes to hug me, kissing my head and caressing my back.
“Good morning baby, did you rest well?” his warmth irradiating through his t-shirt and feeling incredibly comforting.
“Yeah I did, I haven’t slept this well in a long time” I snuggle on his chest, his arms reaching for the frypan and moving it aside, so the scrambled eggs don’t burn.
When we’re done with the breakfast, a long silence between us arises. It’s comfortable but at the same time, it scares me that it'll make us talk about our feelings. Thankfully Layla jumps on my lap, wanting to play with me. If this ends I’m also gonna miss her and I just met her.
“Damn, Layla has never acted like this with anyone before, it’s crazy… She likes you a lot. It's just like she has accepted you’re her mom or something haha” Jake says, fascinated by how his dog is acting towards a total stranger to her, like she has known me since forever.
“So… does Layla need a mom?”
“Yeah, her dad needs a mom too” Jake looks at me and we start laughing, filling the house with the sound of our laughter, the smell of toast and a happy Layla, who gets to have a mom from that day on.
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hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻
ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.
jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader
warning(s): none!! js fluff :)
a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..
mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡
there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.
hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed
but other times noooo he goes running 🙄
what is bro running from? sleep???
omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine
one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together
you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out
so you had to stay behind and help fix it
by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭
mind you it was like 9:15 pm
its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??
he apologized sm in the morning tho
but u were like its okay el oh el
he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you
its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho
cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep
he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠
nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡
so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS
u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense
but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡
he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(
he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work
you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))
to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡
jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair
the most relaxing thing everrrrr
i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me
his hair would be soft asf bro
best believe he uses a good conditioner !!
he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~
so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree
0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary
cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts
he looks amazing but THEM EYES
terrifying. staring into ur soul.
theyre cute tho ♡♡
you OBVI have matching pjs
i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick
jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY
but he buys u so many plushies ugh
you own so many jellycats im so jealous
he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like
u have matching build-a-bears !!!
the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(
his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡
nd u get matching outfits for them!!
urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡
i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares
like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(
most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life
but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much
now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((
he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable
little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡
and on the same nights as he does...
CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS
nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !
zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway
i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨
but doesn't actually do anything
u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡
an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.
peace from manhattan,
percy jackson ♡
#percy jackson#pjo#heroes of olympus#pjo x reader#heroes of olympus x reader#hoo x reader#jason grace#jason grace x reader#percy jackson x reader#by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.
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Idk if you got this already but,
Rooster with a western rider gf (this is my first time doing this sorry if this is bad)
-🐎(also if no one has taken horse can i)
YES OFC YOU CAN BE HORSE OMG I LOVE THIS (i'm an english rider and my western rider knowledge is little to none lol)
The rest of the Dagger Squad didn't know all that much Rooster's girl. They knew she was slightly younger, knew he saw her as often as she could.
She had never been to The Hard Deck, had never met any of the other naval aviators. It was always Bradley driving his Bronco to see her.
He sat in The Hard Deck, had one single beer with his friends, with Pheonix, Hangman, Bob and the rest of them. "When are you going?" Asked Jake, pointing the pool cue towards him as Bradley walked away.
He grinned and pushed his sunglasses over his eyes. "I'm going to see my girl," he said and walked out of The Hard Deck.
The other aviators watched him go. Only Nat smiled. Only Nat believed him. The rest of them didn't voice it as they went back to their game of pool, but they didn't think Rooster's girl was real. If she was, surely they would have met her.
They didn't know just how busy she was.
But Bradley knew. As he drove down the driveway, past the fields of horses, he knew just how busy she was.
He parked the car outside of the barn and climbed out. Bradley's first stop was always the barn. He walked in, walking over to Chief. The chestnut horse stood with his head over the stable door, whinnying when he saw Bradley.
"Hey, Chief," he muttered, stroking the white stripe down his face. "Where is your mom?"
Chief searched through his pocket. He nosed Bradley's jeans before chewing on his Hawaiian shirt. But Bradley quickly pulled himself from Chiefs mouth without too much damage to the shirt.
It was at that moment when she walked into the barn, a sandy coloured horse behind her. "Hey!" She called as she walked the horse into a stable and shut the door behind her. She hung the rope over the door and ran through the barn, jumping into Bradley's arms.
He held her easily, his hands under her ass. She pulled her hat from her head and kissed him. "Miss you, Roos," she whispered against his lips.
"I missed you too," he said and put her down. As soon as she was on the floor, she took her hat and placed it on Bradley's head. It was one of his favourite things about coming to her farm.
"Are you ready for dinner?" He asked, taking her hand and slowly walking her out of the barn.
She bit her lip, her expression almost guilty. "I will be, Bradley. I just gotta bring in Circe and Linda in from the top fields, throw hay into the back fields, and get changed."
"Anything I can help with?" Bradley asked. He always did ask. A rather large part of him loved working on her farm, loved helping where he could. He wasn't born to be a cowboy, but a cowgirl's husband.
She fished a set of keys from her pocket. "Wanna drive the tractor?"
She knew that was Bradley's favourite part. They loaded the tractor trailer with bales of hay and Bradley set off with her in the passenger seat.
Bradley knew exactly where to go. He'd driven the trails around the fields enough times. He took the tractor to the first of the back fields and stopped.
He jumped out of the tractor and immediately grabbed the bale of hay before she could. "Bradley," she groaned and he put the bale back down. Just so that he could take off his Hawaiian shirt, flex his muscles as he threw the bale into the field.
Immediately, the horses came running. She climbed into the field and cut the twine away from the hay, putting it into the pocket.
They did this for two more fields before Bradley drove her up to the top field. She climbed out of the tractor and walked over to his side. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him again. "Should I meet you at the barn, Cowboy?" She asked as she flicked the brim of the hat, tipping it up slightly.
"You got it, Cowgirl," he said and kissed her, his moustache brushing her top lip. She loved it more than anything. The sight of him in the cowboy hat, wearing the Hawaiian shirt, the feel of his moustache, she loved it.
When she climbed into the field, Bradley drove off. He drove around the fields while she grabbed a hold of the two horses she needed to bring in. "Come on, ladies," she said as she walked them to the gates, taking them to the barn.
Bradley waited at the barn, just as she had asked him to. He leaned against the tractor, the keys in his hand as she walked past with Linda and Circe.
Even while she had the horses, she stopped and kissed him. "Almost done," she promised, taking the hat from his head and placing it back on her own.
Bradley watched her go, watched her walk into the barn and walked Linda and Circe into their stables. She gave them their prepared feed and walked back over to Bradley.
When she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning against him, he slipped the keys into her pocket and held her hips. "Almost ready to go," she said, grinning up at him.
Bradley frowned down at her. "But you look gorgeous already," he said, kissing the inside of her wrist. "C'mon, let me take you out for dinner."
#bradley bradshaw#bradley bradshaw imagine#bradley bradshaw x reader#bradley bradshaw fluff#bradley bradshaw x you#bradley bradshaw smut#bradley bradshaw x reader smut#rooster#rooster imagine#rooster x reader#rooster fluff#rooster smut#rooster x you#bradley rooster bradshaw#bradley rooster bradshaw imagine#bradley rooster bradshaw x reader#top gun#top gun maverick#🐎nonnie
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Omg i saw that ur requests are open 🥹😭 Is it okay if I can request a plaga re4leon smut? 😭 it’s okay if u dont want to 😇 have a great day 🫶🏼
Part 2 is here Because of all the support on this piece of writing I did I was able to create a part 2 and I'm thankful for those who wanted it!
When you had found out that Leon was infected by the Plagas your heart dropped into your stomach. You wouldn't know what to do, trembling as he got worse. Becoming more feral and looking like he wanted to rip your cute little heart straight out of your chest and brandish the still warm organ like a trophy. It got to a point where you had to restrain him, all you could find was a frail piece of rope left behind by one of the now dead ganandos.
Ashley was still with Luis, hopefully so close to finding the vaccine. So close to bringing Leon back to you.
His panting would worsen, as he struggled against your restraints, lashing out telling you to release him and that he was fine, he was okay and you didn't have to worry.
He'd put you in so much sorrow and guilt that you wouldn't even realise he'd managed to cut through the tied rope around his wrists with the small dagger you forgot to confiscate.
Silly old you. Always so naïve and trusting when it came to Leon. He was your weakness, and he now knew that and had used it to his advantage lunging for your still vulnerable, hunched over body.
He'd have you pressed to the dirty ground, the air smelling of gunpowder as he inhaled deeply. You're terrified he can see it, those widened eyes threatening to fill with tears once again.Trembling beneath him his weight sandwiching your body between the ground and his broad-ranging chest. His eyes were no longer that sky blue that you once loved, now becoming something far sinister, a raging crimson colour replacing them.
But he isn't fully gone, he's still Leon so you were confused when you felt something hard pressed against your thigh. He rutted his hardened cock against your tactical pants releasing a forced squeak from deep within your throat.
“Don't think I can hold back anymore.. fuck. Wanna fuck you into the ground please.”
He continued to rut against you like a cat in heat, squeezing your legs together as you could feel the certain wetness collecting itself inside of your underwear.
“Leon what’re you- shit is this the plagas controlling you?”
“No goddamnit it's me- the plagas is just outing me.” He purred.
Chuckling he came closer to your pursed lips, wanting to feel the softness of them, his dark blonde hair brushing across your reddened face.
And you let him. You let him swallow you whole, devouring your mouth till your lips were a ruby colour, a string of his saliva evident upon them once he pulled away. Your lips still puckered, you wanted more, no you craved more of this side of Leon. You knew it was wrong, he was infected with stage four of the parasite but you just couldn’t help it.
The effects of the plagas were becoming more visible. The prominent darkened veins stood out creating a sort of jumbled up criss-crossed pattern on his pale skin.
“Shit this is your fault, I've wanted to fuck you since I met you six years ago back when we were both rookies in training” His extensive grin agitated you as he dived down for your exposed neck.
Placing a pointer finger on the pulse, dragging it down behind your appealing small ear. He licked a searing wet stripe up the shell of your ear, as he began to leave mauve coloured love bites across your supple flesh.
Dessert before the main course sounded real good to Leon right now, and you happened to be his dessert.
The plagas was altering his mind, and Leon was looking at you like you were a piece of vanilla cake. Squirming underneath his tight hold, releasing effortlessly, melodic sounds as he nipped and bit at your bare neck.
“Fuck Leon!”
You grabbed the material of his tight black shirt, digging your hands in and pulling him ever so closer. In return Leon hummed in approval before breaking his lips away from your decorated skin.
“Now the real fun begins.”
Dragging your tactical pants down your thighs, swiftly pulling them off and chucking them to the side. His glowing eyes stared down at where you needed him most, he could see the wet patch you’d made from your endearing arousal.
“Well what do we have here?”
Fingering the material of your thin panties, Leon advanced to the very centre. His hand hovered before ripping your panties clean off. Gasping as he also threw your now shredded panties on top of your discarded pants.
“Leon why’d you do that I need those- fuck!”
While you were busy being a blabber mouth not knowing when to shut up, he’d lifted your calves before shoving his tongue deep inside of you. Writhing and twisting at his straight up tongue fucking, you cried out when he began to abuse your clit circling it relentlessly.
Licking lengthy stripes up and down your sweet folds, he pulled back moaning from your taste.
“You taste so sweet, I knew you would, I always knew.”
Going back down on you, you felt a cramping sensation building up in your lower abdomen and before you knew it you were releasing all over Leon’s face. He carried on lapping you up eagerly, tasting your sugar coated juices on his lips and tongue.
Dropping your legs roughly, you both panting your vision seizing and taking sight of Leon unbuckling his pants. His cockhead strained against the material of his briefs, his precum staining the front.
“Want you on your knees, sluts like you have to worship someone isn’t that so?” Grabbing you by your neck, you yelped as he nudged your nose against his clothed dick.
Obeying his demand you felt yourself blush, now this is wrong, it’s wrong, wrong, wrong! Ignoring your intrusive thoughts, you began to pull his briefs down his meaty thighs. You’ve always wanted to be with Leon like this, and now you can. You just couldn’t hold back.
Taking him in the palm of your hand, trembling hoping you didn’t do something wrong. Leon was a lot stronger as of now, he could easily overpower you. His tip was a mouthwatering sight, you never knew it could look this pretty? Taking him into your warm mouth, tasting the salty precum and hollowing your cheeks as you began to bob your head. Leon released a guttural groan, grabbing you by the ponytail you had up.
“This is all I could think about ha- when your hair was like this.”
Dragging his cock inside your mouth faster, before shooting his cumload straight down your throat making you gag.
“Swallow it, you whore, or I’ll make you regret it.” His threats should scare you, but It just turned you on even more.
“Need you inside me.” You whined, humping nothing as you bounced on yourself.
“Christ, don’t do that or I’ll seriously make you pass out. Take off your shirt then.”
Enthusiastically you did just that. Flinging your top leaving you in nothing but your bra. Leon licked his lips delightfully, before unclipping your bra allowing your tits to spill out. You looked like a goddess in his eyes, as he palmed your squishy flesh between his skilled fingers.
“Mmhph Leon! Feels good.” Sweat was forming on your chest like you’d been dusted with golden powder. Smirking Leon continued his assault on your breasts, switching to your firm nipples. Taking one and pinching it before rolling his tongue over it and taking it into his mouth. His eyes met yours as he suckled at your nipple, still giving the other attention by squeezing it between his index finger and thumb.
“Jump up onto me.” His command rang through your ears, as you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist. Leaning against the cobblestone wall Leon’s cock rubbed against your cunt teasingly before shoving himself inside of you.
You nuzzled into his neck smelling the sweat and dirt of him, but he still smelt so good a hint of citrus filling your nostrils as your face carried on colliding with his neck as he bounced you on his cock. Your moans rang out into the empty room, muffled slightly because of your loving assault on Leon’s neck.
“Your so- tight didn’t expect that from a slut.”
His grip grew tighter on your ass, bruising beginning to form under the tips of his fingers because of how tight he was holding onto you.
“I’m not a ha- slut!” You wailed, the pressure in your stomach coiling up.
“Oh yeah? Then who was that guy you were flirting with back at HQ?”
No way was he talking about that one guy. The one guy that actually showed any romantic interest in you, he’d asked you out to dinner when Leon was in the room and you had refused. That was because you liked Leon, but you had no idea he liked you back.
“I said no- fuck because I like you!”
Leon cocked his head to the side, watching your eyes roll back into your skull.
“Is that so?”
His pace got faster, ploughing into your guts like it was nothing until the tightly fit coil snapped in two. You whined as you came around him gushing and milking his cock. He carried on fucking you through your high, trying to chase after his own release.
“Ah- too much Leon too much!” almost strangling him but withstanding when he came deep inside your cunt, the contents dripping down your legs.Your hands still curled in his locks, fingers glued to his scalp as he hissed from the pain of your fingernails.
“Sorry.” Mumbling, you expected Leon to send you one of those signature smirks but instead felt a prick in the side of your neck.
What? Everything began to get fuzzy, and you felt Leon placing you on the cold floor.
“Shush It’s okay now, Lord Saddler could use another follower. And maybe just maybe he’ll let me keep you and we can be together forever my darling.”
The last thing you saw before you became unconscious was Leon’s ugly grin smeared across his once angelic features. You’d been caught in his spider's web once again.
#leon kennedy#leon kennedy smut#leon scott kennedy#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x you#resident evil 4#resident evil smut#resident evil x reader#residentevil4leon
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SCREAMING ITS 7AM OMG girly I could talk about changbin ALL DAY AND NIGHT 😫
Please like the lowkey "moving in" to your apartment thing akfhsisueh and him in his PJS AAAH WHYS THAT SO CUTE
And the sexual tension! God it'd be so high! Changbin just exudes sexual tension and I love it so fucking much! 10/10 would be the BIGGEST tease 😭 imagine you walking in on him in the shower and he's like "ya if you wanted to look you could've asked" WITH THAT FKN SMIRK HE DOES or if you're showering he would totally try and sneak a peak.
GOD THE JEALOUSY SEX ugh you're reading my mind 😍 would give you so so so many orgasms, always with the "you can give me another yeah" followed by a sweet kiss to your lips as he pushes his cock back into as you arch your back for the umpteenth time that night 😫
Okay okay but imagine this: you finally FINALLY had a break from him for a night to yourself, but the sexual tension lately had just been getting to you too much you just really needed to take care of yourself. So you set yourself up for a night of pleasure, wearing one of his shirts he just happened to leave behind, legs spread in bed on the pile of plushies he so greatfully bought for you (thanks for this thought 😵💫) you lie back and relax and just think of him...changbin...(I can't write smut to save my life buttt) your touching yourself to the thought of him, hands between your legs, moaning so loud you didn't hear the door open and close, hands on your boobs as you pinch your nipples and whimper, wishing it was his hands, so lost in the feeling you don't see the figure of your best friend hiding behind your bedroom door as you left it slightly ajar, who needs to close it anyway when you're home alone, it's not like you planned to have your best friend come over and surprise you with your favourite snacks and a movie? But what's he to do now? He's locked onto the hands that disappear in your pussy, salivating at the sight, should he leave? Should he stay? He's frozen in place. All he wants to do is have a taste, come crawling between your legs as you whimper for him to help, "hurts binnie...need you" your fingers tangle in his hair, back so far off the bed and he locks a fat stripe from your whole to your aching clit and makes out with it. He's so hard for you it hurts straining against his sweats. He's shaken out of his thoughts when he hears you, YOU, moaning HIS name....
Muahahah you're welcome bestie ily 💖🫶
THE SMIRK!!! THE FUCKING SMIRK!!!! Or that lip bite he does!!!!!!!!! He’d SO weaponize it against you to make you weak for him 😭😭 ALSO CATCHING YOU MASTURBATING TO HIM???? BESTIE….. he’d go INSANE. He would stand in the doorway for a hot MINUTE just watching you and taking in every inch of you thinking the dirtiest fucking thoughts before he hears you moaning HIS NAME?? and he’s instantly hard. Like ROCK hard. No going back now, mans is busting into your room and you don’t even notice until he starts with the stupid giggling. Instantly you’re like WHAT THE FUCK CHANGBIN…. And he’s all “no, no, I didn’t mean to interrupt you, please continue” and you’re reluctant and he can fucking see it so he chimes in with “what, now you’re gonna get all shy on me? You need some help with that?” And you want to say no bc you’re caught in the most awkward moment of your life but you’re also fucking aching for him, literally minutes away from your release when he interrupts you and you don’t give a fuck what it’s going to change between you two so you have to ask him all shyly “maybe just your hands…?” And he wastes NO time getting all over you, ripping off your panties to stick a finger in and work you while he whispers the filthiest things in your ear “could’ve just asked if you wanted me to fuck you. How long have you been here like this? And you haven’t finished yet? You poor thing, I’ll help you, yeah? Only you’re going to give me more than one- you’re gonna let me satisfy you as long as I want.” And you can’t protest because he’s already knuckles deep in your sopping cunt rubbing your clit with his thumb and coaxing your first orgasm out of you…. Which obviously turns into multiple within the same hour of each other, you writhing under his muscular grasp of you as he licks you clean. And the neighbors can definitely hear the whimpered moans through your thin apartment walls but Changbin doesn’t care when you express your concern “let them listen, want them to know how good I fuck you. They had to listen to you fake it for so many shitty men, let them hear what a real man does for you baby.” And veryyyy quickly turns into an arrangement where you’re discovering the filthiest, nastiest things about yourself- you can squirt, you like handcuffs when he’s got your hands behind your back, you like temperature play and tasting yourself… the list goes on 🫠 and he’s right about the whole thing, you really haven’t had a real sexual partner until him! You guys go out together and he shoots you that smirk and it takes nothing for your panties to be soaked again before you’re leaving the event early with him and getting fucked in the backseat of his car. The Changbin effect……. 😵💫🫶
#skz smut#stray kids#skz#stray kids hard hours#changbin#Changbin smut#skz scenarios#seo changbin#stray kids smut#CHANGBIN….. PLEASE.
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OMG HI!!! I'm LOVING everything you've written so far 🥰
Would you write Billy x Reader x Stu? They've been rotting my brain sooo bad 😭❤
Double Trouble - Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader x Stu Macher
Billy x Fem!Reader x Stu
This contains SMUT - Minors DNI.
This does contain cheating.
Summary: You needed to unwind, but you're interrupted by two of your friends that want to help you relive some tension.
A/N : Thanks SO much for my first request! I hope y'all like it❤️
You had a stressful day, and you knew the best way to relieve some of that stress was a date with your vibrator.
As you teased yourself with it, you increased the intensity of the vibrations, moans falling out of your mouth. This was one of the rare cases where you were home alone, so you didn’t want to be quiet. The pleasure was starting to build up, when you heard a loud thud.
You jumped up, tossing the vibrator on your bed, before going downstairs to check it out. When you saw two men standing in the darkness, you ran upstairs. Before you made it to your room you heard voices.
“Wait! We didn’t mean to scare you,” Stu said, as he and Billy followed you up the stairs.
You rolled your eyes, “Why the fuck did you break into my house?”
“I left my backpack here the other day, kinda need it for school tomorrow,” Stu said, as both he and Billy noticed your attire. You were in nothing but an oversized t-shirt. “We knocked but you didn’t answer.”
It was evident that your nipples were hard through the thin material of the shirt. You started to cover yourself with your hands, “Go on, get your stuff,” you said as you pushed opened the door to your room.
Stu pushed past you, grabbing his backpack from the corner of your room. You stood there with Billy for a second, just wanting Stu to get his stuff and leave so you could get back to the alone time you so badly needed. Then it hit you, the vibrator was still on your bed.
“Shit,” you said, walking into your room. It was too late; Stu had already seen it. He and Billy exchanged glances before Billy spoke up. “Were we interrupting something?”
Both guys started laughing as you felt your cheeks turn red.
“Okay, you’ve got your stuff, leave,” you said to Stu, pushing him towards the door.
“No wait, answer his question,” Stu said, staring you down.
“Yes, okay? I’ve had a bad day and I just really needed to get off,” you said, hiding your face in your hands.
“You should’ve just asked us. I’m sure we could do more for you than your vibrator ever could,” Billy said lowly, eyes lust filled as he walked towards you. Your heart started to race, the wetness pooling between your thighs.
You were attracted to both Stu and Billy, but their current relationships with two of your closest friends made you put any thoughts you had about them to the back of your mind.
“Yeah, let us take care of you,” Stu whispered, leading you to your bed. You didn’t protest, because you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to fuck them.
Billy started to kiss you as Stu’s hands ran up your thigh. Once his hand got closer to your core, he realized that you weren’t wearing panties. He ran his fingers over your pussy, “Dude, she’s so fucking wet.”
Stu lifted your hips to pull the shirt up, before spreading your legs and licking a fat stripe over your clit. You tried to keep kissing Billy, but the moans leaving your mouth from Stu eating you out made it hard to keep up.
Billy pulled away as he watched his friend, getting hard at the sight in front of him. He grabbed the front of your shirt, ripping it open. He latched onto one of your nipples, the stimulation from both of their mouths had that same pleasure building up inside you that they interrupted earlier.
Stu pulled away, your orgasm once again being ripped away from you before it could happen. Billy chuckled as he grabbed your thighs, dragging you to the side of the bed. He slid his jeans down just enough for his hardened cock to pop out, before lining himself up with your entrance. You whined as he slid his tip over your clit, but he quickly filled you up.
He placed your legs over his shoulders as he pounded into you, the mattress squeaking with every thrust. You looked over to Stu, who was shedding his clothes.
“Can I have some attention too? I’m getting a little jealous,” Stu said, as he put his hardened cock in front of your mouth.
He pushed past your lips as you opened your mouth. The feeling of Stu in your mouth and Billy in your pussy had you dripping down Billy’s cock. You felt the coil tightening in your lower abdomen, as Stu reached his hand down to your clit, rubbing fast circles.
You moaned around him as the stimulation pushed you over the edge. Billy continued to snap his hips, being close himself. He pulled out, shooting his cum all over your stomach as Stu pulled out of your mouth.
“Think you can take another one?” He asked, as he swapped places with Billy.
“Please fuck me,” you begged to Stu, craving more. This is the dirtiest, hottest sexual experience you’d ever had, and you didn’t want it to stop yet.
“Only ‘cause you asked nicely,” he said, before slamming into you. Your moans got louder and louder, as Billy stood at the foot of your bed, watching his friend fuck you.
“Shit, she’s so fucking tight,” Stu gasped, as your pussy pulled him back into you every time he pulled out.
“Look at her, taking two guys in one night,” Billy said as he started to kiss down your neck.
“Yeah, the little slut loves it,” Stu grunted, as he put his fingers on your clit again.
It didn’t take long before you were crying out, your vision getting fuzzier buy the second. “Fuck, please don’t stop,” you begged, you’re orgasm on the edge, desperate to cum again.
“You gonna cum for him?” Billy asked, his words instantly making your pussy clench around Stu, your orgasm throwing him into his own. He pulled out, spilling his load on your stomach, just like Billy.
The next day, you walked out to the fountain for lunch, to see the two guys that fucked you the night before, their arms around their girlfriends. The three of you exchanged some glances, before Randy started talking about a new horror movie he wanted to watch. You found it hard to focus on the conversation though, the dirty thoughts about last night swimming around your head.
Once you got home and finished your homework, you decided to pull your vibrator out again. You were really starting to get into it, when you heard that same thud as the night before. You jumped up, running down the stairs to see them both standing there.
“Round 2?” Billy asked, before you led them both upstairs.
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we need more ethan!spiderman au omg
okay so i wasn’t sure if you wanted like a blurb/fic (if you do just send like a prompt or something) but i’ll give headcanons! (a mix of ethan and reader centered hc)
- i’m gonna say the reason ethan had landry instead of bailey for his last name is cause his mom died in childbirth so his dad gave ethan her last name. the last piece of her. (why i made that so sad? idk?)
- the bailey-landry family moved from california to new york two years after the mom’s death. bailey wanted a new start for him and the kids. so that’s where you join this tale. you meet ethan in 7th grade, partners in p.e. for a game.
“they’re gonna pummel you.” a mindless comment when your game partner stood beside you. ethan’s eyes widened and looked down at himself, “what? why?” his voice cracked on why and it added to your comment, “you’re built like a stick. but i’ll protect you.” he fell in love that day.
- so you know that scene in ITSV were miles said “i think i hit puberty” cause of his growth spurt. yeah so i would say ethan was definitely scrawny and probably 5’6 (let’s say he got bit in 10th grade, late bloomer) so the next day after he got bit suddenly he’s 6’2 with abs and muscles
“woah, when the hell did this happen?” his dad asks when ethan joins him and quinn at breakfast. ethan just mumbles, “puberty?” and bailey laughs, “more like steroids” and quinn just quirks her brows chewing her food in silence.
- i’m gonna give him the tobey powers, so his webs shoot from his wrist naturally (i know still gross, but i don’t think he’s super science smart)
imagine he’s just in his room and then sneezed into his elbow and BAM, web on the wall. he’s still and then, “what the fuck?!”
- when you saw ethan at school after the weekend, it’s was like your jaw cartoon dropped to the floor. you almost mistook him for someone else cause your mind is like that’s not your ethan. but then he walked up to you and said your name and you just said, “what the fuck happened over a two day weekend?”
- now i’m gonna say it isn’t until senior year of hs that two things happen. 1. you realize these certain feelings and thoughts about ethan that aren’t going away and you’re not mad about it. 2. you find out he’s spider-man.
1. sitting across from him at the library where the both of you are working on homework. you groan to yourself and rub your face. you look at ethan who has his eyes focused on his work, one earbud playing music while the other dangle from his shirt. his curls look more defined that day and his biceps are tight against the striped polo, it feels like your eyes can’t move away. he looks up from his paper and smiles sweetly before it morphed to concern, “you okay?” voice softer due to the rules. and for some reason your heart stuttered and it was like the air was sucked from your lungs. “yeah,” was all you could say.
2. i feel it would be the cliché finding out your friend is a superhero (think green lantern 2011) spider-man saves you from something, wrong time wrong place. he’s extra gentle with you, a little touchy, asking if your okay if you got hurt in anyway. and he practically sighs when you say your untouched from harm. your eyes catch the few ticks you notice from ethan and you think nothing at first, but when he talks and says certain words, your mind confirms it for you. ethan landry is spider-man. so you go to his house later that day and retell him the events (even though he was there) and hearing him say almost the exact same words made you blurt out, “why didn’t you tell me you’re spider-man?” and ethan freezes and tries to stutter through any answer to throw you off. “so if i look in your closet or draws i won’t find a red and blue webbed costume?” “…no”
- you help ethan with excuses when needed. skipping class? he’s at the dentist. missing a shift at the job you both work at? try and copy his voice over the shitty call. bailey asking where he is at 10:30pm? fell asleep at your place.
- ethan unofficial makes you the guy in the chair (girl in the chair? copilot?) you were really reluctant about it. he’d have you call to the police anonymously to report a tied up bad guy. you’d help stitch his outfit back together when it gets cut (you’d try teaching him and when he’d do something wrong you either grab it from his hands or put yours over his just to ‘flirt’ with him). also wash blood from the outfit (you’d cry silently to yourself in the bathroom while ethan stayed in your room to lay down. you hated when there was too much red mixed with the water. you don’t like seeing him hurt, and if you express this he’d say ‘i’m fine. i have superhealing’ and you resist punching his bicep).
- when the big bads start showing up (sinister six) and ethan was getting tossed like a bag of rice or sand, he would basically crawl to your house and and the both of you do this repetitive routine. then crawl into your bed, blanket tight and thrown over your bodies, you’d cling to each other. tucking yourself into ethan’s chest with your fist tight in his shirt, his chin digging into your head with his arms over your shoulders, his palms rubbing your back.
“ethan?” voice muffled. he hummed, the vibration tickling your cheek. “are you gonna be okay?” sounding like a scared child. his up and down rubbing continued, “of course. i can handle myself.” you knew he was saying it for your sake. “but these people, ethan. their different from street level thugs and muggers. they have powers and high tech.” “and they have weaknesses just like everybody else. spider-man always wins the day.” and then he pressed his lips to your head. and it wasn’t a peck, it was those lingering kisses where the giver is trying to pour ever ounce of love they have for the reciver.
- you have notifications for updates on spider-man. even listening to the news. the news! who watches/listens to the news?
- ethan leaves you random notes through out the day. some with a -el (holy shit my initials?) or sometimes not signed to pretend you have a secret admirer so he could be bold and blatantly compliment you (you know his hand writing, but at least this gives you some hints that he like likes you)
- you guys practically flirt when ethan approaches as spider-man in public. (the mask gives him extra confidence and you have a slight kink for the mask🫢)
- bailey hates spider-man and quinn likes him. so ethan just sits awkwardly whenever they bring up his alter-ego. trying to stay neutral if they look to him for an answer.
- if you go out and drink hard (very rare) ethan is watching your location like a hawk! texting every now and again (not trying to come off as clingy or whatever. just a worried friend) always happy to pick you up and take you home (he gives you piggyback rides and you rest your chin on his shoulder slowly falling asleep)
a/n: honestly would love to do more hc if anyone wants. but also if you do want more spider-man!ethan send a prompt to my inbox!
#anon message#ethan landry#ethan landry fic#ethan landry imagine#ethan landry fluff#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry oneshot#ethan landry headcanons#spider-man!ethan landry#spider man au
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omg rockstar!sirius x shy!reader where sirius is down bad and reader is like “you can have anyone in the world, but you want me?”
ty for requesting ♡ shy!fem!reader | 0.5k words
Tour bus beds are small. Stuck together like this you swear you can feel every line of Sirius' skin, every wrinkle of his rumpled shirt from the night before.
Early morning light finds a way in through the smallest slit of the curtain.
He's looking at you. Just looking, nothing else, his arms around you tight to stop you from falling out but his head pushed back to take you in.
"You have a really long eyelash on this side," he whispers, nodding very slightly into the pillow under your heads.
"How long?" you whisper back.
"Longer than the rest by half."
You try not to blink, though knowing he's tracing your lashes individually, cataloguing each one, makes you feel like your chest is fit to burst. Like there's a cherry pit in your throat, the taste still sweet on your lips.
He pulls you in closer. His thigh is slotted firmly between both of yours and the movement makes you laugh.
"Sorry," he mutters, smiling sheepishly.
"It's okay." You can barely hear yourself.
"They look so soft."
You close your eyes and dip your chin toward your chest to hide away.
"Hey, come back," he says pleadingly. You can hear his smile.
He brings his hand from your shoulder to your face, dragging his thumb up the slope of your cheek. "Wanna see you."
"Me."
"Always you. Lift your head for me."
You nibble your lip, unstoppering a well of emotion that doesn't need to be unstoppered – you can't help yourself.
"Siri… you could have anyone in the world. Anyone. And you… want me?" It's hard to say it out loud. Harder when he's so close, and you feel so much for him.
"Was it ever in doubt?" he asks genuinely.
You peek at him through your lashes. He's looking down at you with fondness and a worry that turns your heart.
"Sometimes," you confess, practically inaudible.
He frowns and presses a kiss to your cheek. You watch his face as he lingers, his lips hot, a wrinkle between his brow deepening. You close your eyes quickly when you feel him pull back.
"I don't want anyone but you. I couldn't have anyone but you," he says, pushing his hand over your face. He hooks his fingers behind your ear. "I want you. I don't care about anyone else."
"Sorry," you whisper.
He pulls you close by the nape of the neck until your face is crushed to his, your brow to his brow and your noses sliding against each other, your lips not quite touching but every close.
"Maybe you should go to sleep, love."
You don't want to sleep, despite this bone-tired aching. You've stayed up the whole night, hundreds of miles passing under your entlanged bodies, nothing but the crashing sound of wind whipping past and Sirius' voice for hours now. You don't want to wake up in a different place.
Your body decides for you, limp under Sirius' hand. He rubs huge stripes up the length of your back.
"You should, too," you whisper.
"I have an entire eye of eyelashes to learn." He kisses you gently. His breath is hot when he says, "But I'll join you soon. Sleep."
#sirius black x reader#sirius black x you#sirius black x y/n#sirius black fanfiction#sirius black drabble#sirius black imagine#marauders era#marauders#rockstar!au#rockstar!sirius
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WHAT'S THE ANSWER FOR ME + YOU?
although woonhak was deemed the golden boy of your school, he lacked in academics. when he goes to the pretty girl (whom also has a tad bit of a crush on him) in the library for math help, how'd he know you'd be this cute?
PAIRING kim woonhak x fem!reader
WC 1.1k
TAGS adults dni. so much fluff it hurts. mutual pining.
OMI NOTE my sweet boy omg i love writing for him. tbh i wrote this as a distraction for the other woonhak fic i started oops. not proofread sorry for mistakes hehe
november was cloudy, as if the sun was too shy to peek over the soft blankets that covered the sky. despite the dreariness, his spirit was always there. kim woonhak was the golden boy of your academy. the school’s star athlete, good at winning over hearts and games.
though he had far from perfect grades, he was good at getting away with an f every now and then. however this wasn’t the most ideal.
sometimes you sat inside of the library, taking in the smell of new books. you had no practical reason to be there, but the quiet environment was good enough for you. you weren’t used to the popularity scene like he was. and though everything in your heart was telling you to talk to him, you just couldn’t.
that specific day, you settled on the floor with your back against the hard books. notebooks, pencils, and a laptop was sprawled out everywhere, but not so much that people couldn’t walk past you. you had an immense headache from cramming in an assignment last minute. because of this, you hardly noticed the body that was towering over you, until he spoke.
“hey! your name is y/n, right?” his voice was alluring like honey dripping down your throat, and a striped cardigan draped over his messily buttoned shirt and slightly loose tie.
but in that moment you froze. admiring him for so long wasn’t considered as practice for actually talking to him.
“hi, yes! um, am i in your way?” you hurry to scoot away but he hesitantly places a hand on your shoulder to stop you.
“no not at all!” he tells you anxiously. in his mind he was thinking you were much prettier in person.
“then what’s up?” you felt small in comparison to his large figure.
“the counselor sent me over to you actually! she said i’d find you here.” he explained, “i need someone to tutor me.”
“you need a tutor?” you questioned with a confused expression on your face.
“yeah.. they’re going to pull me out of basketball if i don’t get my math grade up. and a little birdie told me you were one of the best.” he grinned at you happily and held his hand out for you to get up.
“oh! well i think i have some time right now. i just finished my assignment so you’re in luck.” you quickly grab your things and shove them into your bag before taking his hand.
the touch of his hand on yours made the both of you blush, swiftly pulling away after you were on your feet. you followed behind him to one of the nearest tables, setting your things down beside you before taking a seat.
“so ahm, what specifically were you needing help with?” you ask, pulling out your math notebook and flipping through the chapters.
“literally everything! like how do you even add exponents with different bases?” he whined next to you, letting his head fall onto the desk.
“no i totally get how that can be tricky!” you laugh, “here i’ll write down an example.”
conversation throughout the rest of the study session flowed smoothly. despite it being your first proper interaction, he knew how to make you smile.
a stupid joke here and then, sometimes a wink, or his hand grazing slightly against yours. what were you even saying?
meeting up became more frequent between the two of you. it came to the point where you met every tuesday and thursday for the remainder of the month. he wasn’t difficult to teach, but there were time’s he’d zone out in the middle of your mini lesson.
you wondered what went on in his mind, but every part of you wanted to hope you were the one he thought about.
“woon! are you even listening to me?” you frown, snapping your fingers infront of the boy.
“yes yes, i’m sorry i’m just a little sidetracked today.” he sighs, scribbling nothings onto his paper.
“we have our math exam next week and you’ve been doing so much better than when we met for the first time. you can’t be lacking on me now!” you pout at him. it was maybe your eighth time studying in the library together.
“you’re just so pretty, it’s distracting.” he says quietly, not exactly loud enough for you to hear.
“what?” you tilt your head a little.
“nothing! it’s nothing i promise.” he leans his head back, groaning, “there’s just this problem i’m really having trouble figuring out.”
“what kind of problem, i’m sure we can find a solution to it.” your interest was piqued. why would he get so worked up over a math problem?
“i don’t think i’m ready to ask you yet, i want to try to figure it out on my own first.” he sighs into his hands, barely getting a glimpse of you through the cracks of his fingers.
“you want to figure it out on your own? when’d you get so independent without me?” you fake a sad expression.
“okay okay, i’ll write it down for you then. but close your eyes!” he gives in, ripping off a sticky note from the pad you took out earlier.
covering your eyes, your other senses seem to heighten. you can hear the rough writing of his pencil against the note he stole from your pile of supplies. he hesitates in between what you can only assume are numbers, before you feel him press the paper against your forehead.
“open your eyes now.”
your vision is covered slightly from the note, so you can hardly see him fidgeting with his hands. when you peel it off to read, you’re met with a very mysterious question.
‘what’s the answer for me + you?’
“huh? what does this mean woonhak..?” you squint, re - reading the same words over and over again.
“um..” he laughs nervously, “i just don’t want us to be just friends yknow? i really really like you.”
“woon i–”
“i don’t know i just think i’d be a little heartbroken if i had to see you smile so prettily everyday and not be able to call you my.. girlfriend.” he rambled, “but you don’t have to say anything yet! don’t even worry or anything i know this is kinda sudden and we’ve only been hanging out for so long but–”
you interrupt him with a gentle kiss against his lips. he smiles against yours, placing his hands perfectly against your flush cheeks to pull you closer.
“i really like you too, woonhak.” you let your head fall heavy into his hands after finally pulling away, staring at him blissfully.
“i guess i have my answer then, right?”
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can we pls get dbf! gaz ??? i can just imagine him being so sweet n gentle with u, then becoming so rough when he finds out ur a virgin ☹️☹️
he isssss omg :((( he loves the idea of being your first. him and your dad getting drunk on the couch, his eyes immediately darting to your figure as you stumble down the stairs. that thin shirt barely covering anything, wanting to reach up it and grasp at your titties, to make you squirm and gasp from his touch.
dbf!gaz visiting more often after that. he'll come by to help with dinner, standing behind your form and pressing you against the counter, bulge angled close to your clothed pussy. thank god your dad was out for a work emergency. lifting you onto the countertop and tearing your panties off, his lengthy cock slapped against his abdomen, thigh fucking you while asking you if you were a virgin or not.
he's not surprised that you're a virgin, you're so shy around him and so sensitive!!! he smirks widely, pushing inside your cunt after spitting on your cunny, pinning your wrists beside your head. his hips smack into you, lifting up your croptop and revealing your tits, sucking on your hardened nipples while drilling his fat and girthy dick into you :(
dbf!gaz who can't get enough of your sweet juicies. stroking his cock while licking a stripe up your cunt, sweetness coating his taste buds. he's a horrible influence on you; getting you to smoke weed with him and telling you to take another hit from the over packed bowl, begging you to continue while he eats you out slowly and sensually :(
#orla speaks#gaz cod#gaz smut#gaz call of duty#gaz mw2#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle gaz garrick#gaz#kyle garrick#female reader#female insert#dads best friend
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Omg, God/Goddess MC😖😩
Golden horns that grow just above the ears and stop about 3 inches above their head
A third eye on their forehead that glows white
A birthmark on their stomach with a person balancing the 3 realms
MC's pupils are a raindrop (but yellow, you'll see why)
A white and gold striped halo that floats right above the horns
4 Large White, feathery wings, with some gold feathers. (Sorta like Lucifer's when he was holy😭)
And last but not least! Wait for it... Wait for it... Still waiting... THEY CRY GOLDEN TEARS 🤩 (so when they hit the floor, it turns solid)
Maybe MC had a bad day, they're stressed and tired, their body hurts. They have a headache from the brothers shenanigans and so they release the horns and halo they've been hiding(along with opening their third eye. Their back hurts from being curled up in a corner all day, so they let out their wings. They move to the middle of their bed, They're balling their eyes out. And then somebody walks in. (Maybe they have on a see-through shirt or croptop to see the birthmark)
I literally just wanna know how you feel abt the concept of this🤭
How do you think they will react? Maybe shookith🙈
Inspired by Tears Of Gold by Faouzia✨
Omgomg- this sounds sooo cool!! ‘n MC sounds so pretty!!! The horns!!!! The wingssss!!!!!! 😩
No matter who walks in MC has to answer some questions jsksjsj- (tho it’s worse with Lucifer or Satan because they’d want practically interrogate MC (jokes jokes-))
Imagine Mammon walking in ‘n being torn between trying to comfort MC and frozen in place because, like, gold tears are staining their bed and think of all the grimm that could be- comforting MC wins out but he’ll be asking about selling their mattresses later helpshsj
Or Lucifer walking in to apologize for dragging MC into another drama filled day, but they’re wrapped up in their wings crying. Wings and horn…gold tears he probably already knew MC was a god(dess) even if they didn’t tell him but he’ll try to calm them down by asking questions. Simple things at first just to get their focus on something else.
Asmo sees MC crying gold and wants to help- but when he moves to sit on the edge of their bed to comfort them he starts gently running his fingertips over their feathers…then he’ll realize what he’s done and apologize, saying they’re just so pretty…
Levi is stuck in the doorway- like I’m not sure he’ll be able to help or even move for a bit- one of the other brothers has to come slap him out of his awestruck state-
Satan freezes too- but it’s because he knows what he’s seeing and he knows when his emotions get like this he wants to be left alone. But it’s MC…he wants to help them, asks what’s wrong and- well he’ll just have to wait.
Beel or Belphie walking in and the first thing they think of is how much MC’s wings resemble Lucifer’s old wings. Those same white, fluffy, wings he used to wrap around them when they were scared- then slowly taking in the rest of MC’s body. The little horns, the third eye….the tears.
Uhhh- anyways- I rambled too much I’ll have to come back to this again when I’m actually, fully, awake shkahaja but I love the idea sm!!!!!
#now I love god(dess)!MC#this is sleepy rambling I won’t lie-#but the idea is soooo cool!!!#obey me!#obey me god(dess)! MC#ro rambles#moot mail!#obey me mc
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OK OR….
perv! Badboy! Kai that that puts up this façade to the professors that he’s your “sweet boyf” to make sure that his baby isn’t affected by his reputation, and they all believe him with such a pretty face like his.
But what a surprise, flipping his babies skirt while your walking down the halls to see what panties your wearing on campus as if he didn’t put them on this AND SNIFF YOUR CUNT THROUGH THEM this morning.
But his tall broad looming figure behind you says enough, his face going dark to everyone but his baby. He could give two fucks what anyone thought of him, no one even daring to look at you in fear, even if he’s rawing you in the same hallway your in now . Which had happened before. Your big boy has his needs 🤷♀️.
Or him coming home all roughed up and before you can even ask what happened he’s got his lips wrapped around your nipple, his big hand groping the other, calming himself down like a baby while you stroke his hair omg🥺.
bYE why is this kai hot lol
badboy!huening kai who’s such a sweet angel on the surface, but is deeply possessive when alone, his darker side creeping out when it’s about you <3 waiting for you outside lectures, an arm wrapped over his darling’s shoulder in an instant as your fingers lock with, doesn’t he look like the model boyfriend… except for the rumors. rumors circle that he could beat someone to pieces in a second, but one glance of his angelic smile erases all doubts, his broad frame a bit intimidating, but who can’t trust him, especially when his saccharine sweet girlfriend is around~? always the good girl, as if you’d date someone who could be violent… no, it’s all just a rumor made up to tarnish his image isn’t it?
but once you’re alone in the hall, it’s kai who’s smirking, taking a swipe at your ass and flipping up your skirt, revealing your cute panties as you squeak n bury your face in his broad chest… it’s so embarrassing, what if someone saw~? his good girl, drawn to such a pervert, imagine if anyone saw such an angel being tainted by him, that wouldn’t be so good for your reputation, after all~~ and it’s badboy!kai who’s pushing you up against a wall, so small beneath him as he teasingly plays with the hem of your skirt, fingers sliding dangerously up the curve of your cute ass… and he sees the way your thighs clench together, a blush crossing your sweet features. kai who yanks you into a bathroom, locking the door swiftly behind him, his lips instantly on yours, swallowing your startled cries, big bulge pressing against your thigh~ kai who gets off on the thought of corrupting you, even if he’s already done it before~~ but he can’t help it, seeing you act all innocent when he knows your secret. broad frame looming over yours, his bruised knuckles coming to caress your face before lifting you easily on the counter, whispering in your ear that you’re such a good girl, he can see it in your panties, so wet and soaking for him~? badboy!kai who rips your blouse clean down the middle, without a hesitation as buttons scatter on the floor, fierce and rough kisses as his big hands feel and grope your plush tits, sliding beneath your bra. good girl, undoing his jeans and palming his big dick, spreading your legs further for him~? badboy!kai who’s corrupted your innocence, being so cutely nervous that he won’t fit before he roughly sheathes his cock into your tight cunny, panting into your shoulder as you squirm and cling to his broad frame, bulge in your tummy at his big size >< and kai who greedily fucks his good girl in a bathroom, your clothes in disarray and torn as you wail n cry, his dick too big for your tight little pussy >< begging kai to please, please fuck you harder, feels too good, scratching into his fitted black t-shirt as he thrusts into your folds, skin loudly slapping against skin as he uses you like a cute fleshlight, tits bouncing against his chest, licking a stripe up your neck before claiming your lips roughly~~ making out while he fucks you aggressively, messing you alll up, your hair and clothes completely fumbled and only thoughts of kai filling your mind, his hot cum filling you up n dripping out with how much he cums >< n badboy!kai who makes you look down, bulge in your tummy and swollen cunt dripping with his cum while still full of his cock, oh, he loves making such a mess of you~~
and it’s kai who comes back to your dorm room after he’s been caught up in a fight, a bruise blooming on his jaw as your small hands hold his face, tears dripping from your cheeks as you fret over his bloody knuckles, before he whispers that he got the other guy first~ making out lovingly while his hands feel your tits up, his broad frame weighing down against yours, legs tangled together. gently helping him strip off his jacket, broad muscles beneath your fingertips and revealing bruising over his arms in his black tank top. badboy!kai who crushes you in a tight embrace in his bruised arms, kissing away your tears n fears, maybe he’s not so bad after all~~
bye ik he’s not a mean guy BUT THIS IS HOT n fiction so hehe fuck it
#uH i wrote dis one a bit sleep deprived woke up and it’s uh not great#yutasbvby#txt hard thoughts#txt hard hours#hyuka <3#mille.inbox
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OMG, Sarah!!! I need more dating app!Eddie!! Pretty please with sugar on top?? 🥺
Hiiii babes!! Idk why calling him Dating App Eddie made me laugh so thank you for that😂 I wasn’t expecting anyone to want more of this concept but you know me I’m a people pleaser so here are some conversations the two of them have had💖
*Eddie just wants your help picking a shirt for a wedding and in exchange he’ll come change all your lightbulbs*
“What can I do for you today my sweet Eddie boy?” “Eddie boy? I’m fully a grown man.” “Okay what can I do for you today my sweet Eddie…man?” “I have a wedding in three days.” “Holy shit you’re getting married? I knew you had a flaw…wasn’t expecting it to be this though…” “ha ha so funny…no my friend Steve’s getting married and I need help picking a shirt…I’m stuck between this white with black stripes or a solid green?” “What’s the theme of the wedding?…I need details…” “uh it’s outdoors? And…a wedding I don’t know what the theme is?” “Okay so if it’s outdoors then don’t wear green…but do you have any other options besides the white and black stripes?” “I uhh hold on let me FaceTime you so you can see what I’m working with.” “Yes show me what you’re working with Eddie you know I love that.” “You’re so annoying…here…so I have this red one?…or this like light purple…” “oh the purple one for sure…now try it on for me let me make sure it fits you nicely.” “You just want to see me half naked…why is your room so dark?” “Oh two of my lightbulbs went out and I have to find a ladder to borrow to change them…” “and the hallway?” “Oh that…one is also out…” “Jesus I’ll be there in ten.” “Being the shirt and whatever pants you’re going to wear so I can get the full picture.” “Okay…see you in a bit sweetheart.” “Okay Eddie boy.”
“What’s the correct kind of noise a washing machine is supposed to make when you turn it on?” “Uh just the sound of water filling up the drum…why?” “Okay so it’s not supposed to sound like squeaky and loud?” “Squeaky how?…put me on speaker let me hear it.” “Okay one moment…okay can you hear that?….it’s like loud and squeaky and scares the shit out of me every time I start a load of laundry.” “Right okay yeah that sounds like you need a new belt…thing.” “A new belt thing? Eddie you’re my go too fix it man and that doesn’t sound like you know what you’re talking about.” “I know what it is I just don’t know the technical name for it…” “you know what it is enough to be able to fix it?” “Depends what’s for dinner?” “What do you want?” “I could go for some lasagna…” “I’ll see what I can do…you coming tonight or tomorrow?” “I can come tomorrow if that works?” “Sure…see you then sugar.”
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I know you only started posting them, but omg your fics are amazing!!! They deserve so much love and more attention <3 the Kai fic was so hot, it’d be awesome if you made a part two *wink wink*
What Mommy Says, Goes Pt. 2
Omg it took me so long to finish this lmfao but it's finally done, sorry for the long wait. I like this one better than the first part. Also they can be read separately but I recommend reading both. You can find part one here.
CW: sub/dom relationship, mommy kink, gagging, bondage, dom!reader, oral (m receiving), handjob, toy usage, anal, degradation, slight praise
word count: 1378
"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Winter asked, as I followed her through the front door.
"Yeah," I said, kicking my shoes off and locking the door. "I'm actually really tired. I didn't realize how exhausting babysitting was." She laughed and headed toward the kitchen, and I made my way back to Kai's room.
I braced myself for an earful of muffled complaints as I opened the door, and laid my eyes upon Kai in all his submissive glory. "Aw, that looks painful. Do you want Mommy to help you?" I said in a mock-baby voice, giving him a playful pout.
Kai's head turned towards me as I quickly closed and locked the door. His face was red and sweaty, but no more than his cock which was still rock hard and painful looking.
He whimpered quietly as he exhaled, his breathing slightly labored, and I strolled over to him. "You know, I don't remember letting you cum earlier." I said, looking down at the sticky white puddle on his stomach. "What happened, hm?"
Kai grumbled incoherently around the gag that was still in his mouth. Saliva had been dripping out of his mouth for at least an hour at this point, and it collected in his blue hair. "Aw, now I feel bad that I left you like this. Here," I said, taking the ball gag off. "Is this better?"
"Are you fucking serious, Y/N?" Kai said, looking me straight in the eyes. Sometimes he scares me when he gets like that, but he's tied up right now so that's a problem for another day.
"Excuse me? Watch who you're talking to." I reprimanded him, slapping him hard across the face. He didn't let out a sound, but his cock bounced up slightly at the force. "What do you say, Kai? Don't make me force it out of you," I said, raising my hand to slap him again.
He opened and closed his mouth a couple times, before a bright red blush creeped onto his face as he succumbed to me. "I'm sorry, Mommy." he grumbled.
I laughed at his embarrassment, but we were both extremely horny, and we both very clearly knew it. "Sorry for...?" I drawled out.
Kai whimpered as tears started to fill his eyes. "Sorry for yelling at you, Mommy." he pouted.
"And?"
"I'm sorry for cumming without your permission," he said, voice starting to break.
I smiled down at him. "Cry, Kai. You're such a baby. You cry over everything, don't you? You're so pathetic."
Kai's silent tears turned into strained sobs as he finally let loose, arms and legs still tied to the bed. "Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, I swear! Please,"
"Please, what?" I said, slowly lifting my shirt over my head.
Kai tried to control his breathing. I observed his body, wriggling in its binds and face red, but cock redder. "Please, can you help me cum again?"
I smiled and pulled my shirt completely off, followed by my pants. "Since you asked so nicely," I said, swinging one leg over the side of his body and settling down on his chest. I leaned forward, giving him a good view of my still-clothed ass, and took his hot, heavy cock in my hand.
I flipped my hair to the side and stuck my tongue out, licking a stripe from the base of Kai's cock to the tip. I flattened my tongue against his slit before wrapping my lips around the head and sucking, cleaning up the precum and swallowing it. Kai groaned and whimpered behind me, but I paid him no mind.
Slowly, I moved my head further down his cock, loosening my throat to make room, until my nose was settled just above the hair around his pubic area. I paused for a moment, and then pushed just a bit further until I felt myself gagging around him and then coming up for air.
I felt Kai wiggling around more beneath me, trying desperately to free himself from the binds. I slapped him hard on his thigh and twisted around to face him. "Kai, if you move around like that one more time, I'll leave you here over night," I warned.
"Can't you let me out? Pretty please?" he panted, trying his best to give me puppy dog eyes, but I knew better than that. The second I'd let him go he'd have me bent over his knee.
"No," I tutted. "You want to behave like a brat, you'll be treated like one." I slapped him across the cheek this time, leaving it slightly red and stinging. Kai whimpered quietly, probably hoping I wouldn't hear him. "Oh please, don't pretend you don't enjoy this. Behind closed doors, we both know how much you want to be controlled,"
I hopped off of him and strolled over to the dresser, opening the bottom drawer and pulling out an almost-empty bottle of lube and a black bullet vibrator. I walked back over to him and sat further down the bed on my knees, between him spread legs. "This should be fun," I said, opening the bottle of lube and squeezing a small drop onto the tip of my finger.
I put my finger up to Kai's tight hole and slowly pushed it in, one knuckle deep, then two, and then the whole thing. I twisted my finger around, preparing him for the vibrator which I couldn't wait to use. He stayed quiet but his breathing was fast. This was always my favorite part.
I removed my finger and spread more lube on the bullet. I put it up to his hole and looked at him. "Well, what do you say?"
Kai swallowed and looked back at me. "Please make me cum, Mommy."
I smiled at him and muttered a "good boy" before pushing in the tip of the vibrator and pressing the power button once, setting it on the lowest vibration.
"Uhh--" Kai moaned, slightly surprised at the feeling but nonetheless enjoying it. He bucked his hips up slightly, but I used my free hand to push him down onto the bed.
I moved the vibrator in a little deeper and pressed the button again, the vibration now slightly more intense. I slid my hand over to his cock and took it in my hand, squeezing it first and then moving it up and down, slowly jerking him off.
Kai's pants became louder, and I watched as his hands balled into fists in their restraints. As I quickened my pace, I also pushed the bullet in as deep as it would go and turned it to the highest setting. I angled it up towards his prostate and held it steady.
"Mmph...ahhh please, it feels so good." Kai groaned, eyes shut tightly. "Mommy, more please...please, I'm gonna cum,"
"Do you promise to be good?" I asked.
"Yes, I promise-ah" he said, trying to push his hips in rhythm with my hand.
"You won't cum without permission again?" He shook his head. "And you won't curse at me again?"
"Hahh...uuh no I won't, I swear." Kai said, desperately waiting to cum.
"Good. I guess I'll let you cum, then." I said, starting to thrust the vibrator in and out of his asshole at a steady pace, still quickly jerking him off. Kai moaned loud, and then louder as his orgasm approached.
"Ah..ahhh...ahhhhh!" he yelled, as thick, white ropes of cum spurted out from his slit, covering my hand and his stomach. His hips writhed as I helped him ride out his orgasm, before turning off the vibrator and removing it from his body. I got off the bed and put the dirty toy on the dresser, and grabbed a cloth from the closet to wipe off my hand.
I threw the now used towel onto Kai's stomach, and took my time to untie his wrists and ankles. As he stretched out his arms and legs, and began wiping his cum off of his body, I put my clothes in the laundry basket and put my pajamas on. "Kai," I said, looking at him expectantly. "Do you have anything you want to say?"
He smirked at me and looked down. "Thank you, Mommy."
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