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eyesxxyou · 7 months

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Not anon since I actually wanna see this in my notifications if you do this requestlmao:

HOBIE WITH A VIRGIN READER, But:

Plot twist, reader is vulgar, she wears semi-skimpy clothing, always making stupid (yet creative) sex jokes like ‘that’s what she said’ etc, Make-out champ and stuff but in reality she just does whatever and it works for Hobie when it was a wild guess. Like- sexually experienced she definitely isn’t yet always acts confident

Knocking out 2 requests in one

{★} .. hobie brown x black!plus size!reader

rating. m

word count. 2.3k

synopsis. hobie never expected you to be a virgin and he's totally okay with that but you are not.

you and hobie mutually masterbate

🍓・．warnings❕no p in v sex, mutual masturbation, unprotected sex not advised, clothed sex, fingering, praise, cum on pussy, pussy job, Hobie as a dick piercing, mentions of religion and blasphemy, aftercare

If you had told Hobie you of all people were a virgin before the two of you had started dating, he would have thought you were pulling his leg. You? You in your skimpy clothes that deliciously left nothing to the imagination? You and the well-developed curves you loved to show off? You and your teasing innuendos? No way in hell you were a virgin, but alas, here you were after making out with him for the past 10 minutes, stalling really because you— in a crop top so small he could see the beginnings of your full breasts and low-rise jeans that showed off your waist beads partially hidden under the pudge of your stomach— had no idea what the hell to do beyond that.

Not that Hobie believed in the concept of “virginity”. He simply believed that people either have had sex before or they haven’t and either way, one does not make the more pure or better than the other. But still, you never had sex? With the confidence you had in your body— confidence well deserved— he assumed that you had left a long line of broken hearts in your sexy stride.

“Well, is this sometin’ you wanna do? I don’ want you to feel like you gotta do anytin’ wit’ me.” Communication was important in moments like these. If he was going to be your first sexual experience, he wanted to make a good impression, didn’t want to leave you scarred and traumatized.

You signed a little, your confident demeanor melting away just a little while you spoke. “I just don’t think I’m ready to go all the way, ya know? I’m sorry if you wanted mor—”

“Don’t be sorry, luv. Never be sorry ova tha’. We don’t gotta do anytin’,” Hobie assured you with a slight caress to your thick thigh the size of his literal head. There was something almost commercial about the difference in your sizes and body types. No one would expect someone so tall and lanky to be with a person so short and chubby but anyone who dared to comment on it could expect get their head bashed in by Hobie’s guitar.

“NO, no, I want to do something, just not that yet. I’m still a little…unsure about it but you think we can try something else?” You asked, hopeful that he’d be down for something a little more unconventional, but you knew Hobie preferred unconventional to anything else. “Of course, wha’cha thinkin’?” He siddled up next to you, his lips caressing the round of your cheek while his hand grasped the fat of your ass. All of this, so much of your to love and worship. He wanted to leave a mark on every piece of flesh he could get his hands on, lavish over every part no revealed to the world, parts few and far between but all the more sacred because of it.

You gently scratched at the nape of his neck while his hands roamed tenderly across you body, careful not to make you uncomfortable and fully prepared to pull away at any sign that you weren’t feeling it anymore. “Let's masturbate in front of each other.”

“You’ve been tinkin’ ‘bout this fo a while, then?” It came too fast from your lips to be anything you thought of on the spot. You slapped him on the shoulder but did not deny his claim because you have. It would be a lie to say you haven’t been thinking of him sitting in one of his many bean bag chairs with his legs spread apart, his hand stroking the length of his cock while he watched you use your fingers to stretch out your unused pussy. You thought about what he’d look like when he came. What the consistency of his cum looked like, what it tasted like. Did he shudder when he came, did he whine a little, did he moan and groan, you needed to know.

“Please Hobie, I really wanna try it.” You pulled back to give him your infamous puppy eyes, hoping that might be what convinces him. If only you knew he’d do absolutely anything you asked him to because his worship of you bordered on the lines of blasphemy. “Of course, luv.”

WIth one last kiss, the two of you parted completely, Hobie getting up to go sit on a chair across from his bed where he left you. A bit anxious, you began to fumble with the button to your your spared jeans in a some rush to get them off like you were going to miss some deadline.

“Come’ere.” Hobie motioned you over with his fingers and without a second to hesitate, you obeyed, walking over to him with a wrinkle in your jeans at your embarrassing attempt to get them off. He reached up, his eyes locking in with yours while his long, slender fingers skillfully doing what your chubby, stout ones could not. His hands traced the curve of your hip as he placed a soft kiss against the pudge of your belly. “Take’em off slow fa me. Gimme a show, luv.” WIth that, he removed his hands from your body and leaned back in the chair to enjoy the performance he prompted you to put on.

Pretending to be sexy was something you absolutely could do. You stepped back a bit, trailing your hands up and down the length of your torso to caress the curves of your body. Hobie let out something of a sigh as you slipped your thumbs into the waist of your pants and the band of your thong to pull them down simultaneously.

You turned around to face away from him, working your pants down your hips and your legs in a seductive manner before taking them all the way to the floor and flashing just a peek of that little pussy of yours at him as you stepped out of your clothes and kicked them to the side. And by the time you turned back around, Hobie already had his cock out, half-hard in his hand as he stroked his twitching length.

It was pretty, long, veiny, chocolate brown in color with a slightly lighter tip leaking dribbles of precum over his knuckles. He had a piercing through the head of it, a Prince Albert. You wanted to kiss it, have it in your mouth, slave over it, suck it like it was your favorite flavor of lolli. Anything Hobie-flavored was your favorite.

You moved back, maintaining eye contact with your boyfriend as the back of your knees his the edge of the bed and you fell onto it, now making eye contact with the thick monster he had between his legs. The sight of it made your pussy quiver at the thought of it being closer, being inside of you one day, fucking the daylights out of you.

"Go ahead, spread those legs fa me, baby. I wanna see tha' pretty pussy of ya's." Hobie sighed out, his cock now to its full length. If he were to let it go, it would rest well to his belly button. He stoked a little harder, anticipating the sight of your cunt on display for him to enjoy and him alone. There was an odd sort of perverted satisfaction he got knowing that you’d never had a sexual experience with anyone else other than him. No one in the entire world got to see this beautiful sight as your propped your feet up on the bed and spread them to reveal your sacred little hole, glistening and wet with arousal leaking out of it.

You used one hand to place behind you so you could hold yourself up while the other was used to rub your fingers in the mess your pussy made of itself, spreading the slick to your clit where you put most of your focus. Hobie hummed from across the room, a soft, wet fapping sound emanating from him as he fucked his hand a little harder, using his precum as lube to slick his path while he pretended it was in fact your sticky juices coating his cock.

You bit your bottom lip, watching with hooded eyes the way he fucked his own hand like he wanted to fuck you, nice and evenly paced but ultimately desperate for release. In some feeble attempt to imitate what his length might feel like stirring up your guts, you slipped a finger into your inexperienced hole, that being the most you could ever manage to fit. But it left you severely disappointed as you knew one of your tiny fingers could never even imagine imitating the length and girth of that pretty cock of his.

You thumb at your clit to the pace that his hand rubbed his cock, his own thumb stroking his sensitive head each time it got the chance to. “Hobie~” You whined for him as your head fell back and your eyes closed, the pleasure of it all so overwhelming. But Hobie snapped at you between breathless groans. “Keep ya eyes on me, baby. I wanna see ya eyes.” So you opened them and looked at him, his hand fucking himself even harder now, his hips bucking uncontrollably from pleasure.

You could only imagine what the sight for him looked like, a finger in your pussy with your thumb on your clit, fingers wet down to the knuckle, lips wet from your tongue. Open and desperate for him as your back arched and your pussy trembled. “Please–” You begged of him. “I want your cum on my cunt. Please…Hobie.” You didn’t just want it, you needed it. You needed to feel the essence of him coating your pussy you wanted your fingers to play in in, to slip your messy fingers into your mouth and taste him.

“You wan’ me to cum on ya pussy, dirty girl?” Hobie began to sit up, ready to give you just what you asked for. You whimpered, nodding in desperation, watching him make his way over and push you back onto the bed. He pulled your hand away from your core and tapped the tip of his weeping cock against your clit, letting out a few wet smacks at the contact before he grabbed the thickest part of your thighs and forced them up to your chest. “‘m gonna give ya jus’ what’cha wan’.” His voice was dark, feral. His piercing glistened with precum as he stroked his cock between your swollen, wet pussy lips.

Everytime he pulled back, his tip positioned itself right at your entrance, always threatening to push itself inside and give you all you were looking for. But it never did. It just stroked yoru hole a bit before gliding over it, his cock rubbing your pussy and clit until you were crying out his name like it was the only thing you could remember to say.

Each stroke of his cock left you more sensitive than the last, each rub of your clit sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body. An orgasm just on the horizon threatened to crash over you and destroy you much like a tsunami. It built itself in the pit of your stomach, your legs trembling and flexing in an attempt to close themselves and cast him out to avoid the unfamiliar feeling but Hobie forced them open without a care. “Open, keep’em open fa me.”

“Hobie, please, I can’t!”

“Yes you can, luv. I’m almost there.” He thrust against your pussy so hard his balls began to slap against your ass. “You wan’ my cum on ya pussy, righ’? You wan’ me to defile you, make ya all dirty fo me?” You nodded vigorously. You wanted that more than anything else in the world right now.

“Then take this dick.” Something about those words sent you over the edge. The tsunami crashed over you and seized your body like a demon. Your back arched off of the bed, muscles spasming and thrashing with an orgasm of an intensity you’ve never felt before. “Hobie!” You cried out his name, pussy spasming as you came. Hobie kept stroking, kept fucking, kept pleasing despite your calls, his breathy moans all you can hear as he nears his own orgasm.

And when it comes, so does he. His hips still and his cock twitches as he releases all over the face of your cunt. He coats your clit, your lips, your hole and paints them in milky white before spreading it about with his cock. “Goood girl.” He cooed at you in praise, slapping his cock in the mess he’s made of you. He claimed you as his, his for life. He owned this pretty pussy. It belonged to him. “Why does this pussy belong to?”

“You, Hobie, you.” You whimpered as he slapped his dick a little more against your pussy, sending jolts of overstimulating pleasure through your body until your toes curled.

“Tha’s righ’, don’ forget i’.” He bent over between your legs and kissed you, sliding his tongue into your mouth as his hand grabbed a fistful of your breasts. His cock was soft now, but it if kept stroking against your pussy, it would quickly be otherwise so he better stop while he’s ahead. “You did so good, luv. So good to me, so good fa me.” He bit your bottom lip as you hummed breathlessly into his mouth. “Lemme get you cleaned up.”

Hobie stood up and tucked himself away before going to the bathroom to grab a washcloth. You heard the water running for a little, some shuffling in the bathroom before Hobie came back with the washcloth damp. He parted your legs a little more and used the cloth to watch you, apologizing with a soft kiss to your knee and you jolted and whined when he went over your clit. And once he’s done he tosses the cloth into the dirty clothes and climbs into bed with you to hold you, whispering soft praises into you ear so you don’t feel used or taken advantage of.

“I love you.” He whispered as you were just on the cusp of slumber and took no offense when you snored softly as a response.

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daisies-daydreams · 7 months

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OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT…hobie brown with a plus size reader. I’m talking TUMMY, ROLLS, MUFFIN TOP. THE WHOLE SHEBANG. AND HE JUST..HE JUST LOVES IT. and reader is shorter than hobie. I’m talking 5’4 type short (average height BUT CMON. MANS IS LANKY AF. HES TALL SO HE THINKS READER IS SHORT AF) AND JUST YEAH. smut if you can pls 🙏 I need more size inclusive fics fr fr ~🕷️

Shape of You (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader Category: Fluff & Smut (18+) Warnings: Brief Depiction of Body Insecurity, Making Out, Hickeys, Vaginal Fingering, Nipple/Breast Play, Clit Play, Cowgirl, Doggy Style, Creampies, Dirty Talk, P in V Sex, Unprotected Sex (you know the drill), Multiple Orgasms, Pet Names (love, babe, baby, honey) Word Count: 3.6k+

A/N: Y’all must have some sort of psychic link with me…b/c I was literally just about to start writing astv x plus size reader! 🥹 (No joke I’m 5’4 w/ a muffin top. Us girlies don’t get a lot of love 😞) I’m so so happy you requested this and I hope you enjoy it!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You giggled as Hobie dramatically kicked the door open with his boot, his hand wrapped around yours as he led you into his flat. The light smell of cigarette smoke and pine wafted through the living room as you stepped inside. Hobie closed the door behind you before raising your hand above your head. You laughed as he twirled you around, your frilly tank top fluttering as you spun. When you turned back around, his smokey eyes held a new softness in them.

“What?” you giggled. Hobie pulled you to him, your bodies pressing together as he placed a hand on your cheek.

“Just admirin’ my girl,” he drawled with a lazy yet warm smile. You gasped quietly as he brushed his thumb over the curve of your cheek, his other hand falling to smooth over your hip. A familiar heat began to swell inside your core as he dipped his head down, letting his lips linger over yours. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, babe,” Hobie husked, his lip ring just barely brushing over your upper lip. You shivered as he rubbed small circles on your waist.

“H-Hobie,” you flushed.

“Hm? Somethin’ wrong?” he asked. You bit your lip as you clenched your thighs together, arousal flooding your every sense in the moment as time came to a standstill. You took a deep breath.

“Do you really mean it?” you asked. Hobie blinked as his brows slightly furrowed.

“‘Course I mean it,” he replied. You nodded, yet you still wore a somewhat pensive expression as you glanced down. You gasped when you felt his hands snake down and squeeze your ass.

“Hobie!” you blushed. Your boyfriend wore a wry grin as his eyes glowed with mischief.

“If I didn’t mean it, would I have done that?” he asked while tilting his head. You swallowed when he pressed his lips to your neck, the smooth metal of his piercing stroking over your pulse. You didn’t even realize that you backed against the wall as he suddenly puckered his plump lips over your goose-bump ridden skin, sucking on it tenderly. You moaned softly as he massaged your bum while working a large hickey on your neck. He wore a sincere, yet still cheeky, grin on his face as he pulled back.

“Would I put a mark on you if I didn’t mean it? Hm?” he murmured. You shook your head.

“N-No,” you stammered. Hobie’s smile grew wider as he rested his forehead on yours, his hands now moving up to cup your breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. You squealed as he smoothed his thumbs over your covered tits.

“Atta girl,” he nearly growled as he nipped just below your ear. Sparks of pleasure flitted through your now dripping cunt as he let his hands run down your puffy tummy. “We both know I’m not one for orders…but right now, I’d love nothing more than seeing each and every delicious inch of you bounce as you ride my cock,” Hobie groaned as he slipped his hands beneath your shirt. His cold hands made you jolt as he rubbed up and down your front, tracing over the bottom of your breasts and the top of your belly.

“How’s that sound?” he asked, his voice undeniably dripping with pure lust. You suddenly reached up on your tip-toes, throwing any sense of inhibition out the window as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt him smirk against you as your mouths danced together, the soft squelching of your heated kissing filling his small apartment. He chuckled as he pulled back, pushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’, then,” he mused. You nodded as you squeezed the back of his neck.

“Yes,” you said breathily, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your heart thrummed against your ribcage. Hobie hummed before leaning back down, tilting his head to capture your mouth in a deeper kiss as his hands began to bunch up the fabric of your tank top. You moaned as he traced his tongue along your bottom lip and began to pull your shirt up. You broke for a moment as you raised your arms, allowing him to toss it aside.

“God baby, I can’t wait to feel your warm pussy wrapped around me,” Hobie growled, his deft fingers making easy work of finding the clasp of your bra. You sighed, parting your lips as he unhooked your bra, his tongue sliding into your mouth as the two of you moaned in unison. A particular swipe of his tongue against yours made you cross your knees together, drawing a husky chuckle from your lover as he slipped his wet muscle out.

“Couch or bedroom?” he asked, his hands already undoing the button and zipper of your ripped jeans.

“Does it really matter?” you panted as you shrugged your bra off of your shoulders. He laughed again before pecking the corner of your mouth.

“Good point,” he shrugged as he tugged your pants down your plump thighs. His eyes lit up with hunger when he saw your rolls spill out from your panties. “Fuckin’ ‘ell,” Hobie grunted as you stepped out of your pants. His eyes flicked back up to you as he took your hand again, guiding you to sit on the middle cushion of his couch. You tilted your head as you watched him sink to his knees, parting your legs with his large, calloused hands.

“I thought you wanted me to ride you?” you giggled. Hobie smirked up at you before pressing a gentle kiss to one of the prominent stretch marks on your left thigh. You twitched beneath his simple touch as he smoothed his hands over your legs, nuzzling his face against the plush of your thigh.

“I do…but first, I wanna make sure you know just how much I adore you,” he groaned as he met your gaze. A small moan left you as he stroked the inside of your thigh, he tilted his head up.

“Every roll,” he said as he kissed your belly. You squeaked when you felt his fingers hook around the band of your panties.

“Every stretch mark,” Hobie murmured before sucking another mark onto you. You swallowed thickly as he licked his lips afterwards. Your hips raised on their own as he pulled your panties down, his gaze half-lidded and drunk on the feeling of your warm body against his. You shuddered as the cold air hit your puffy lower lips, your arousal leaking out from your slit. Hobie fanned his hands over the creases where your pelvis met your legs as he dipped his head lower, his warm breath rolling over your mound.

“Fuck, everything about you drives me absolutely crazy, (Y/N),” his breath stuttered before he sweetly pressed his lips to your clit.

“F-Fuck, Hobie,” you keened, your mind and body already overwhelmed as his rough thumbs spread your chubby pussy lips apart. Without any hesitation he lowered his head, flicking the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit. Bolts of electricity shot through you as you clenched your thighs, your head falling back as he gently lapped at your bundle of nerves. He moaned against your sex as his fingers glided down towards the rim of your entrance, your walls fluttering as he circled around your hole. You gasped when he puckered his lips around your sensitive clit, sucking on it hungrily as he began to push two of his long fingers inside of your tight walls.

“O-Oh God, oh my God,” you panted as he alternated between licking and swiping at your button with his tongue and sloppily making out with it. You swore you saw stars when he brought your clit between his teeth, nibbling on it gently as he slowly pumped his digits in and out of your slick cunt. Another low groan rose from his chest, the vibrations making your head spin as your walls clenched around his fingers.

You moaned loudly as he curled his fingers against your spongey g-spot, your legs shaking as he swirled the tip of his tongue over your plump button. Hobie grunted as your hands flew to his head, your fingers gripping his dark wicks as he stroked your gummy walls at a faster face.

“Y-Yes, keep going!” you cried as your head fell back against the headboard of the sofa. You yelped when he suddenly threw one of your legs over his sharp shoulder, moving your pelvis so his fingers slipped even deeper inside of you. You sobbed with pleasure as Hobie sucked on your bundle of nerves again while scissoring his deft fingers inside of your gushing pussy. His eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his skull as your cunt fluttered around him, your head dizzy as you felt the bubble inside you about to burst.

Your legs shook violently as your hips snapped forward, white flashing over your vision as your arousal flooded his parched mouth. You barely registered his moaning as you arched your back, your orgasm shaking you to the core as pure pleasure rolled in waves over you. You clenched the couch cushion as you heaved, feeling coming back to your fingers and toes as your heartbeat slowed. You whimpered as Hobie gave a peck to your clit, his three fingers still stuffed inside your tight cunt as he pulled his head up. He kept his eyes on you as he slowly pulled his digits out, cooing as you winced at the emptiness.

“Did so good f’me, hun,” he sighed as he brought his fingers up to his mouth. You gawked at how soaked they were, your opalescent cream coating every crease of his digits. Your soul nearly shot out of your body as he rolled his tongue out, swirling it around the tips of his fingers before shoving them inside his mouth. He groaned as he sucked on them, savoring the taste of your sweet juices.

“You feelin’ alright?” he asked after he released his fingers with a slick “pop”. You nodded, your body coated in a thin sheen of sweat as you caught your breath.

“Y-Yeah, it was just…a lot,” you giggled sheepishly. Hobie chuckled as he rested his hands on your knees.

“You okay if we go on?” he asked, his voice taking on a softer tone. You blinked before nodding slowly. “You don’t have to ride me if it was too much f’you,” Hobie added, his thumbs caressing the inside of your knees. You shook your head violently.

“No-I-I at least want to try,” you said. Hobie gave a gentle smile before rising to his feet. Your breath hitched as your eyes trailed down to his pants, a prominent bulge poking out from beneath his slacks. Just as you shifted over, Hobie patted your knee.

“Stay there real quick,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. You craned your neck to see him grabbing a glass from the cupboard and filling it up with some water from the sink. Every cell in your body felt like it was going to melt as he smiled at you while bringing the glass over.

“‘Ere you go,” he said with a grin as he handed you the water.

“Thank you, Hobes,” you smiled as you took the glass. You gulped down the beverage before setting the glass on the stained coffee table. You watched as your lover pulled his shirt up and over his head before undoing his belt. You bit your lip as he pulled down his boxers. His long cock sprang free, the sight his dark, swollen tip made your cunt flutter. He smiled as he took a seat on one of the other couch cushions, spreading his wiry legs as his member twitched.

“Your throne awaits,” Hobie mused as he patted his thigh. He laughed when you rolled your eyes, despite the playful smile on your face. You crawled over to his lap, your heart pounding inside of your ears as your wet pussy lips grazed over the thick head of his cock. Both of you panted and moaned as you rocked your hips back and forth, massaging his tip with your pretty slit. He squeezed your love handles as you slowed your movements. You released a shaky breath as you positioned yourself, his tip just barely breaching past your entrance.

“Take your time, lovie,” he murmured into your ear as he grabbed the base of his cock, helping to steady it as you hooked your hands over his shoulders. With a quiet moan, you finally began to sink down on his lengthy shaft. Hobie hissed through gritted teeth, his other hand gripping the plump flesh of your hip as your slick pussy swallowed his cock.

“Mmmmm, fuck,” he groaned as he slipped his hand away, watching as you sheathed yourself on his rod. Shivers ran up your spine with each inch you took, feeling every bulging vein and curve of his shaft slide against your sensitive walls. You jolted a little when the back of your thighs met with the front of his, the head of his cock now snug against your cervix. You dipped your head into his shoulder as you trembled in his hold, the feeling fullness sparking every single nerve in your sex. “Shh, shh I got you,” Hobie purred as he stroked your back. He patiently waited for you to adjust, his lips trailing along your cheek.

“Whenever you’re ready, sweet thing,” he murmured. You swallowed a lump in your throat before you started to raise your hips. Hobie’s pupils were blown wide as you gasped, half of his cock still lodged between your plush walls before you sank back down. “G-Good girl,” he grunted, his thumbs finding their way to smooth over your hard nipples. You gasped and moaned as his cock split you in two, your thighs and belly jiggling as you raised and lowered yourself.

“H-Hobieee,” you whined as he lightly pinched your nipples, his calloused tips a sharp contrast to your soft skin.

“Christ, look at you ridin’ my cock so well,” he rasped, eyes locked on your breasts and puffy tummy bouncing. His words made your pussy gush with slick as you sobbed, hiding your head in the crook of his neck. Hobie kissed your cheek, his palms now cupping your ass. “Yes, that’s it, love,” he grunted, his sharp hips snapping up to plunge deep inside your swollen cunt.

“H-Hobie-“ you tried to warn him before you suddenly stiffened, your legs burning and twitching as your cunt seized around his throbbing shaft. You cried against his shoulder as your hands gripped onto him for dear life.

“That’s it,” he cooed as you rocked your hips forward. You shivered once you finally came down from your high, your cunt absolutely drenching his dick in your arousal. Hobie pecked your temple as he rubbed your lower back.

“Did so well f’me, sweet girl,” he murmured. You peeked up.

“Did you get to finish?” you asked. Hobie shook his head, though he still held the dreamy look in his eyes. You groaned and rested your forehead against his shoulder, your face erupting with heat.

“Oi, s’alright,” Hobie said as he leaned his head forward just a little more. “If you want, we could try a different position,” he proposed with a sultry tone. He gave a wry grin as your walls fluttered around his girth. You tilted your head up to look into his smokey eyes.

“Could we…” your voice trailed off as you bit your lip. Hobie tilted his head, his eyes holding such patience in them. You felt your insides start to melt as you cleared your throat. “Could we maybe try…doggy style?” you asked. Hobie’s eyes lit up despite the calm expression on his face.

“‘Course,” he replied. You suddenly pulled your head up, your lips colliding with his as you rested your hands on his chest. Your eyelids fluttered as you tasted yourself on his tongue as he glided it across yours. You whined as you raised your hips, his cock slipping from between your folds before you adjusted yourself on the couch. Hobie wore an amused smirk as you wiggled your ass side to side.

“Fuck me,” he sucked in a sharp breath as you slid a pillow under your stomach and curved your spine.

“I just did that,” you giggled as you braced your arms against the couch. You squealed when you felt him spread your thick cheeks apart with his hands.

“Cheeky thing,” Hobie clicked his tongue as he guided his dick to your entrance. You grasped at the cushion in front of you as he rubbed the soaked tip of his cock against your labia, his hand kneading the flesh of your bum. “Y’ready f’me?” he drawled. You nodded, your hair sticking to your face as you puffed out a breath of hot air.

“Yes-please Hobie, f-fill me up till I’m leaking with your cum!” you whined. Your jaw went slack when you felt him sheathe himself inside you with one fluid thrust. You nearly choked on your moan as he snapped his hips forward, dragging his cock against your oversensitive walls at a hungry pace.

“Oh, fuck,” Hobie moaned behind you. You squeaked when you felt him grab your asscheeks firmly as his heavy balls grazed over your ripe clit. “Christ, look at your gorgeous arse bounce,” he praised, his words like honey flowing from his lips as he pistoned his cock inside you. Your mind was reeling as you heard the unmistakable sound of your cheeks clapping mixed with the loud squelching of him stuffing your cunt.

“Fuck, baby-could watch this body bounce and jiggle f’me for hours,” Hobie strained as his fingers dug into your plump flesh. You squealed when he leaned over, his long, wiry frame draping over your chubby body. You whined as he scraped his teeth against your shoulder.

“Feel so fuckin’ good wrapped around my cock,” Hobie growled, his hips still grinding against your backside as his head teased your cervix. Drool slipped past the corner of your mouth as he sank his teeth into your skin. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your third orgasm wash over your, your limbs turning into jelly as your cunt spasmed.

“Sh-shit,” Hobie grunted, his plump lips kissing over your bite before he pulled back. Both of you were a panting mess as his thrusts began to grow more frenzied, the sounds surely penetrating the walls of his flat by now. “So good baby,” he repeated like a broken record. Your body rocked back and forth with the force of his thrusts, your ability to speak now reduced to babbles and moans.

“Gonna cum-where?” Hobie asked, his cock twitching inside of your tight cunt. You mewled before tilting your head up.

“I-Inside,” you managed to breath, your spine arching on its own as he tenderly grazed over your g-spot. You felt Hobie push his cock inside you a few more times before he suddenly stilled. He released a deep, husky groan as his warm cum flooded your sweetly fucked hole. You gasped and shoved your face into the couch cushion as you felt his seed paint your walls. His hands felt so warm against your backside as his cock twitched a few more times. You grew dizzy at the feeling of his cum seeping out of your stretched entrance and rolling over your thighs. You shivered as he caressed your hips.

“Feelin’ alright?” he asked. Your cheeks warmed at the sentiment as you nodded. Hobie chuckled softly before patting your bum. “Good,” your lover said before slowly pulling out. Your pussy felt so raw as the head of his dick popped out, his cum now dribbling onto the worn cushion below. You caught your breath before pushing up on your hands, your heartbeat steadying as you leaned back.

“Jesus, Hobie,” you panted. “That was…I don’t think a man’s ever made me cum that much,” you confessed with a shaky laugh. Hobie tilted his head as he gave you a sultry grin.

“t’s my pleasure,” he winked. You laughed as he pecked your temple, his hand falling onto the top of your thigh.

“Why don’t we take a shower, yeah?” he suggested as he traced his hand down your cheek. You smiled.

“That sounds wonderful,” you beamed before pausing. “It’s not an excuse to see me naked for a bit longer, is it?” you teased. Hobie held up his hands as he shrugged.

“Could you blame me?” he asked as he gave you a puppy-eyed look. You giggled and gave him a quick kiss. After cleaning up, the rest of the night was spent with his lean frame curling against yours as he held you in his bed. You smiled as you listened to his steady heartbeat, his dark lips parted as he hummed a quiet tune against your neck.

“What’s on your mind, doll?” he asked. You shrugged as you traced a finger along his bedsheets.

“Thinking about you…about us,” you said.

“What about us?” he grunted inquisitively before pecking the back of your neck. You smiled warmly as you turned, your legs tangling with his as you met his eyes.

“About how happy I am that we’ve worked out,” you grinned ear to ear. Hobie blinked, his chiseled features softening as he rubbed your back.

“I’m happy ‘bout it, too,” he confessed with a rare shy grin. Your heart skipped a beat as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “Now, let’s get some sleep. Had quite the workout tonight,” he chuckled. You giggled as you snuggled against his chest.

“Night, Hobie,” you sighed happily. Hobie brought his hand up to your hair, stroking his fingers through it as you closed your eyes.

“G’night, sweetheart,” he whispered.

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Thank you for reading! ❤️

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httpsjeonglvr · 10 months

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I love you’re writing!!

Can you please do another Hobie Brown x plus size reader. Maybe where she’s a spider person too and Miguel or someone gives her crap about her size and it unlocks some old insecurities and Hobie helps her feel better and he’s super protective of his girl.

I know this is kind of similar to you last one so if not that’s okay 🫶

Of course i love writing your guys request.

You had joined the spider people later then everyone but you and Hobie had an immediate connection and that connection turned into something more. You we’re currently on a mission but you we’re behind everyone since you had weighed more than others and also had asthma.

Miguel had obviously caught onto this and groaned pulling you aside followed by Hindi who wanted to make he didn’t try anything with his girl. You watched as Miguel had his usual frown on his face before he rubbed hie face.

“You know Y/N I think maybe you should take a break from being a spider person.”

The statement caught you and Hobie off guard as he watched your face mold into a frown and you crossed your arms. He loved when you did that because it pushed your breast up.

“Why not? Did I do something wrong?”

Your voice was firm as you walked up to him as he raised his hands. You stood in front of him with a glare as you nodded him staring at your stomach.

“Because your slower than the others and it’s slowing us down!” Miguel didn’t want his words to come out as harsh but he was tired of getting to the scene late because you had a hard time keeping up with the rest.

“What are you trying to say asshole?” You pushed him as he grabbed onto your wrists anger took over his body. “I’m saying you’re not fit enough for this job”

Your body froze once you processed his words and you shook your head before punching him straight in his face and walking away leaving the group confused and an angered Hobie who started to yell at Miguel almost resulting in a psychical fight.

When you got home you slammed your door leaving it hanging off the hinge and yelled as you ripped off your spider suit throwing it in the trash as you laid on your bed curled in fetal position.

When Hobie came back home with a black eye, he noticed your torn spider suit and hurried to your shared bedroom noticing you crying,he silently took of his shoes and laid behind you wrapping his arms around your waist kissing your shoulder.

“Baby don’t mind that asshole he doesn’t know what he’s talking about”

You just nodded turning to face him and he place a kiss on your lips as he massaged your butt which always brought you comfort. You hadn’t felt insecure in a while but the words your boss said brought you back to dark times when you wouldn’t eat just so you could loose weight but ended up in the hospital. Hobie was always there for you to bring you out that dark place.

THE NEXT DAY you and Hobie decided to stay in bed where he spent the day praising you so everything you did even if it was as simple as eating. You had told him to go back to work because you didn’t want him to stop working. Miguel had come to you personally apologizing and begged for you to come back which you only did because he said Pav was a sad mess without you and refused to work until you came back.

Miguel had never said anything about your weight again and left you and Hobie’s alone so he could get one of his best fighters back to the team.

#hobie x reader #hobie smut #atsv hobie #hobie brown x y/n #hobie x you #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie headcanons #hobie x y/n #hobiex #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x black reader #x plus size reader #x chubby reader #x gender neutral reader #ˢᵖⁱᵈᵉʳʲᵃᵉ🕸️

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7ndipity · 6 months

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Scary Good

Hobi x Plus Size Reader

Summary: A spooky movie and needy Hobi? You couldn’t imagine a better way to spend Halloween.

Warnings: VERY suggestive, grinding, handsy Hobi, swearing, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @ygwa for requesting this! I hope you like it!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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“Okay, I’ve got popcorn and candy, do we need anything else?” You asked as you joined Hoseok in the living room.

“I need something.” Hobi said from his spot on the sofa, puckering his lips at you.

Biting back a grin, you complied, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before catching his chin in your hand. “You know that’s like the fifth time you’ve done that tonight?” You asked.

“Yeah, so? I can’t help that you make me want kisses.” He said with a cheeky grin.

“Oh, so this is my fault?” You said looking at him questioningly.

“Definitely.” He nodded seriously, trying to lean in for another kiss, but at the last second, you pulled away teasingly, earning a pout from him.

“Meanie.” He said, narrowing his eyes at you, making you laugh again.

Even since he’d arrived at your place earlier that evening, Hobi’d been extra needy, following you around everywhere as you tried to set things up for your movie night. You were used to his normally affectionate nature, but tonight it was like he had shifted into overdrive, clinging to your back as you’d prepared the snacks and begging for kisses every five minutes.

Finally, you settled onto the couch with him, draping a blanket over the two of you as Hobi tugged at you until you were tucked into his side with your legs over his lap.

“What do you wanna watch?” He asked, hooking his arms around your waist contentedly.

“We could watch a scary movie?” You suggested. “It is Halloween, after all.”

“Ehh.” His face immediately scrunched up in distaste.

“I’ll take that as a no?” You said, giggling at his expression.

“I just don’t understand why people like them so much? Why would you purposefully scare yourself?” He said as you scrolled through the various titles.

“Some people like the adrenaline rush, like with roller coasters, though personally I think it’s mostly an excuse to ‘comfort’ each other when you get scared.” You said, earning a snort from him as you wiggled your brows at him suggestively.

“Oh! Well then, by all means, let’s please watch one of those!” He said, making you laugh as he tightened his grip on you.

“Are you sure?” You asked, amused by his sudden enthusiasm.

“Mhm, just don’t pick anything super scary.” He said.

You quickly picked a movie and settled back against him, snuggling down into the blanket.

“Are you scared yet?” He asked.

“Not yet.” You grinned.

“How ‘bout now?”

“Would you shush!” You scolded him, giggling.

To your surprise, the movie actually turned out to be somewhat interesting, you and Hobi finding yourselves immersed in the plot and watching in comfortable silence for several minutes.

Inevitably though, a distraction presented itself in the form of Hobi’s hands finding their way from your waist down to your thighs, tracing seemingly absentminded patterns over the expanse of skin, his fingers stopping just shy of the bottom edge of your pajama shorts, making you squirm slightly as you grew increasingly frustrated, heat beginning to spread in your lower belly.

”Hobi?” You breathed.

“Hmm?” He hummed.

“I think I’m scared now.” You said.

“Oh thank God!” He exclaimed, causing you to let out a squeal of surprise as he immediately dove on top of you, letting out a relieved groan as he was finally able to connect his lips with yours. “I didn’t know how much more of that movie I could take.” He mumbled.

The kiss started out slow and sensual but quickly intensified, his tongue swiping into your mouth as his hands slipped under your shirt, kneading the soft flesh of your sides as they crept higher, making you shiver as you arched into his touch.

“Hobi.” You whined as his mouth left yours and trailed down your neck.

“Hmm? What is it, Pretty Baby?” He said softly, nipping the underside of your jaw, making you shudder again.

You loved the way Hobi loved you, always so praising and reverent, treating your body as if it were a prized piece of art.

Feeling a sudden burst of confidence, you pushed him so he was sitting back against the back of the couch, swinging a leg over his lap to straddle him, earning a grunt of satisfaction from him as you looped your arms around his neck, reconnecting your lips with his.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy.” He groaned between kisses, letting out a choked moan as you rolled your hips against his experimentally.

“Hmm? What was that?” You asked teasingly, repeating the action and causing his hands to shoot up and grip your hips tightly, fingers dimpling the soft skin as he tried to urge your movements on.

“Don’t tease, please?” He whined.

“I’m not teasing, I’m just trying to make you feel good.” You said sweetly, leaning down to peck his lips as you continued your agonizingly slow pace. “Don’t you feel good?”

He nodded, closing his eyes as he tried desperately to concentrate.

“Bed, please.” He managed, breathing unsteadily.

“You wanna go to bed already?” You cooed, enjoying the sudden role reversal between you, admiring his already fucked out expression. “But we’ll miss the end of the movie.”

“Fuck the movie” He groaned, pupils blown wide as he looked up at you. “I’ll make you scream better than it ever could.”

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @ldysmfrst

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s1ckh1mb0 · 9 months

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Alucard,Reiner,Oikawa, Connie, Korekiyo, and Hobie!

#fanfic #x character #x reader #x black reader #x male reader #alucard x reader #korekiyo x reader #connie x reader #oikawa x reader #reiner x reader #smut #x black male reader #x black plus size reader #x bottom male reader #hobie smut #aot smut #hobie x reader #astv smut #haikyuu smut

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missmyluv · 9 months

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suggestive under the cut ੧(❛□❛✿)

not proof read !

hobie’s big chest gf wanting a nipple piercing..

he’d most definitely bully you around for wanting one in the first place, saying “trynna’ get pretty fah me luv?” but nonetheless, he’s gonna do it because he wants to see u with them too.

oh but don’t think he won’t tease it whilst putting it on, brushing over your nipple lightly with the sliest smirk on his face.

he’ll have the nerve to set the task aside and play w/ them; lolling his warm tongue and sucking on it, brushing his teeth against your nipple. twisting the other with fingers, his cold rings glide against your warm skin.

you whimper, muttering a curse. “ ‘bie put on my piercing, please.” he laughs you off, slowly letting his tongue unlatch from your nipple prepping you before letting you know it might hurt.

he lets you squeeze his thigh while he puts it on, counting down then attaching on your right nipple.

he grins at the sight, grazing finger against your (now) sensitive nipple. our breath hitched as you annoyingly move his hand away. he’ll tell you when it’ll heal, ordering you to add the ointment to make sure a infect won’t erupt.

but trust, when it heals he’ll be all over it.

#atsv.💐#angelrambles.🐈#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x female reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie brown x chubby reader #hobie brown x plus size reader #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x black reader #atsv x y/n

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sheenastark22 · 9 months

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Thinking about writing a Hobie Brown x Plus size bimbo reader. Anybody interested?

#plus size reader #hobie brown x plus size reader #hobie spiderverse #chubby reader #hobie brown #spider punk

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mxa13xx · 10 months

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My Goddess | Hobie xPlus-Sized!Reader

𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼» - This is written as Fem!Reader. With explaining reader's body with a bra, feminine terms, etc. I will be doing a masc! and gender-neutral ones in the future! - This was a recommendation! So thank you @karmiekkgzzz !

𝓔𝓷𝓳𝓸𝔂 !

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“Okay! You ready?” You peek your head out, looking at Hobie, who’s wearing a grin on his smug face. He nods; Hobie, your boyfriend, was waiting for you to show your next outfit. Hobie’s sitting back on his palms, looking at you eagerly. He wasn't wearing a shirt, only his favorite black jeans with all his patches. Your excited gaze travels from his face to his chest, appreciating his body for yourself. You have been waiting for these new clothes all week, and now you’ll give your boyfriend his promised fashion show. You walk out, letting his eyes travel from your colorful socks to your lips that curl into a nervous smile. “So..?” You turn to your side, letting Hobie take a better look.

You wore a tighter-fitting outfit, showing your curves and rolls. You paired it with some comfortable shoes and jewelry to match the colors. You watch Hobie’s grin grow. “You look fuckin' amazing, luv,” He chuckles, leaning forward like he’s taking a picture of you in his mind. You feel the heat on your cheeks, the small praise making you feel beautiful. Hobie always took the extra time to appreciate your body. He stands up and walks over, holding your rolls firmly, like he didn’t want to let go. He kisses your head, pulling you close and slowly swaying as you wrap your arms around his neck. “I have a goddess in my arms,” Hobie whispers against your lips, his grin growing larger as you giggle.

“Oh! I have the perfect outfit; hold on!” You slip out of his arms, returning to your closet to get on the next outfit. You hear Hobie sigh with a smile; it was clear he wanted to hold you more.. to kiss you all over like he always did. But you promised Hobie a fashion show! So the show must go on. After about ten minutes, you walk back out after Hobie groaned and complained playfully outside the door, all while you were changing. You wore a loose-fitting dress, the folds done in a way to make you look like an actual goddess. You saw Hobie’s jaw drop a little, causing an amused smile to creep onto your face. “You like?” You walk over to Hobie, who’s sitting on your bed again. You practically purr as he pulls you onto his lap, causing you to softly yelp, “Fuckin' magnificent, luv.” Hobie smiles, gently squeezing your thighs as you laugh with pink cheeks. You smile, staring into his eyes as he blabs about you being a goddess; his words make you melt, but his eyes, jaw, and everything make you giggle like a little girl. You watch as Hobie takes your hand, gently kissing your knuckles and whispers something. “I love you.” He smiles, his kiss trailing up your arm. Hobie always says he loves you, no, really, he always says he loves you. Yet now, when he whispered a simple ‘I love you’ lovingly, it made your heart flutter. You feel Hobie’s hand travel from your thighs to your stomach, and you–naturally–suck in. You see his smile fade as you look away; the fear of being too big sets in.. like it always does. This fear of being heavy is a regular aspect of your life, often ending in you in a huge hoodie and curling up, sulking. But Hobie doesn’t like that; he always tries to push you beyond sulking, taking extra time to kiss your stomach, thighs, and cheeks. Suddenly Hobie gently taps your thigh, “Wanna show me another outfit?” He smiles, seeming a bit worried at your sudden insecure feelings. You nod and get off his thighs a bit too quickly before walking to change. Once you shut the door, you sigh, rubbing your eyes frustratedly. You loved how Hobie always noticed small changes with you, but right now, you hated it. You didn't want him to see your weakness, your fear. That slight touch on your side makes your stomach twist every time Hobie grazes it. The twisted pit in your stomach feels heavy as you slip off your dress for the next one; as the dress drops, you look into the mirror and frown. Turning to the side to look at your rolls, your stretch marks, everything that made you shameful.

"Luv?" You hear Hobie knock, his voice gentle, "You alr'?"

You clear your throat, quickly getting pulled away from your poisoning thoughts. "Yep, just a minute," You say, voice shaky.

You pick up the next outfit, the most sexual, almost lingerie you ordered. You sigh; wearing something showing so much skin makes you feel sick. You put the outfit down and look back in the mirror, the pit in your stomach worsening at every stretch mark, every roll and every hair on your body makes you feel sick.

"Can I come in–?" Hobie asks softly

"In a minute," you cut him off, quickly looking around for something else to wear.

"Luv, I'm comin' in–"

"No, no!" You try to stop him, but he already has a foot in the door.

He peeks in; his eyes are full of worry. You stand shamefully, only wearing your bra and underwear with crossed arms. You try to hide your body, to cover every roll and hair, but Hobie sees straight through you.

"Tell me what's goin' on," He says gently, fully stepping in to come close to you.

You look down in shame, your grip on your arms tightening. You can't choke out anything; the pit in your stomach makes breathing hard. Hobie instantly notices your breath going uneven.

"Come here, just breathe," Quickly, Hobie takes you in his arms, holding you close as your knees give out.

He gently brings you to the ground, holding you by the waist as your breaths panic. You get wide-eyed, holding your chest; you can't breathe like the air got sucked out and filled your lungs with shame.

"Hey, hey,," Hobie cups your cheek, making you look into his eyes. You can tell he's holding back panic of his own.

"Breathe in and out, alr'?" He breathes in deeply, wanting you to follow his lead.

You mimic him, taking a deep breath as panicked tears roll down your cheek.

"Good, now out," Hobie says gently, his voice quiet for you. Only you.

You do what is told, letting out your rigged breath.

"Okay again.." He whispers as he holds your hand to your chest, making you feel it rise and fall.

Finally, your breath steadies.

"Hobie, I'm–"

"Don't," Hobie whispers, his lips kissing away your tears. "It's okay; you're okay.."

You sigh, the pit in your stomach finally easing. You lean into his arms, letting him hold and kiss your tears away. Hobie held you tight, letting you melt into him. Every kiss he placed warmed your skin as his lips traveled from your cheek to your neck, whispering small details he loved about you. Your eyes, your lips, your cheeks, your thighs.. Everything Hobie loved. You were his everything.

Once you’ve relaxed enough, Hobie finally asks the question. “What happened..?” He whispers against your neck; his eyes flickered with worry and guilt. Like it was his fault.. It made your gut twist. You swallow hard, eyes lingering on Hobie’s hands that tightly hold your sides. You force yourself not to pull away, the touch on your sides making you feel sick again, “When you held me on my sides.. I don’t know.. I froze up.” You sigh, glancing over your shoulder at him. He hums, he slowly slips his hands to your thighs instead, “ I’m sorry, I shouldv’ known..” Hobie mumbles; you can hear the guilt in his voice. You shake your head, holding Hobie’s hands on your thighs. “It’s not your fault; you didn’t know..” You sigh, leaning back to look into his eyes, “Sorry, I’m not tough like you,” You dryly chuckle. Hobie raises a sad brow, his eyes flickering to yours. “I’m tough? Have you met me?” He snorts. You chuckle, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, “You never let.. body stuff mess with you..” You mumble. Hobie sighs, gently squeezing your thigh, “That’s not true. I’ve foug’ my battles too..” He hums, you can feel the vibrations from his neck. You hum as well, thinking of his own struggles. You feel so bad for making him feel guilty.. “I’m sorry, Hobs..” Your eyes flicker to his as the sadness of the room fills. “Don’t.. Don’t be” Hobie gives you a soft reassuring smile, he kissing your head, “I just hate seein’ you like this.. You’re a goddess, aren’t ya?” He chuckles. Your sad lips curl into a smile as you hum, leaning closer to him. “My goddess.” Hobie’s hands wander over your body, taking every roll with his fingertips.. appreciating every body hair and stretch mark. You were so vulnerable, so naked. But instead of sucking in, you exhale.. Letting him touch and love you.

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kirbyskisses · 10 months

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hi, hello, hola so i already knew that hobie is 6’3 but was anyway going to tell me miguel is 6’9 because holy fuck.

#i need him carnally #oh god - OH GOD #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #smut #x plus size reader #x latina!reader #x black reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown

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romiantic · 9 months

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MATCHING PIERCINGS WITH HOBIE !

→ READING: black!fem!reader

→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff + a pinch of suggestive content

→ A/N: I did write this with a chubby reader in mind but anyone can read tbh

— you two would have matching jewelry but piercings not in the same place, get what I’m sayin?

— like hobie has his double eyebrow piercing while you have your cartilage piercing to match. to make it better, he switch out his eyebrow jewelry for whatever color you’re wearing on your cartilage piercing !

— for his nose piercing, you would match with a nose piercing and belly piercing as well. hobie convinced you to get a belly piercing first, the thoughts of your piercing jingle as you walk by made his face heat up and think of…other things

— for your belly piercing, he would try to match the color. if you’re wearing a pink butterfly charm, he would switch out his regular hoop for a pink stud. if you’re wearing a snake on your belly, he would place a snake hoop on his nose, he favors the snake on him more

— as for nose piercings, the both of you are quite basic to be honest. it’s usually your regular gold hoop and his silver hoop or your studs, y’all don’t do much with y’all nose. hobie prefers matching with your belly instead

— during outings with hobie, the both of y’all will gladly flash y’all jewelry to the camera, y’all don’t care! hobie will have the most shit eating grin while he brags to the reporters about y’all new piercings and walks off giving you a small kiss

— during private, quiet times, hobie will play with the charm on your belly or randomly kiss your cartilage. he doesn’t know why but jewelry on you makes your attraction to him skyrocket by ten. he loves staring at you and admiring all the gold and silver pieces placed around your charming face, he thinks you look ethereal

⭑ mia makes a short hcs post ?? shocker 😱

⭑ kinda wanna make a drabble out of this but maybe some other time, my brain is fried from writing so much

⭑ if any of my moots or any blog wanna make a nsfw version of this, be my guest ! just make sure to give me credit <3

⭑ oh to have hobie kiss all my piercings <33

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: Luke 6:35

SPIDERMAN: ATSV MASTERLIST + MAIN MASTERLIST

#* 💭🎧 ⌗ 𓏲 „ ˋmia is writing !#x black reader #x black!reader #x black plus size reader #spiderman atsv x black reader #spiderman atsv x black!reader #hobie x black reader #hobie x black!reader #hobie brown x black reader #hobie brown x black!reader #spider punk x black reader #spider punk x black!reader

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eyesxxyou · 2 months

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Puppy play w Doberman Hobie where the collar he has is actually the one you gifted him :( and he's such a good boy and your fav thing to do to him is to force him to come over and over as he humps and ruts against your thigh

Hobie Brown is such a good boy. You tell him that as he sits on your lap in just his underwear and humps your thigh with the vigor of a dog in rut. You’re a mere sheep hybrid and you have a big, bad doberman completely wrapped around your finger.

His hands are on your shoulders, bracing himself as he presses his boney hips into the meat of your thigh. He lulled his head back, exposing his collared throat to you. His Adams apple bobbed against the leather and it tightened around his untouched throat. It was so easy for his hands to roam, fingers easily finding their way into the soft curls of your hair, pulling and grasping with a sense of desperation.

His ears flicked and his tail swung back and forth so hard it was whipping his own thighs, leaving lashes against the supple skin where your full hands massaged the flesh.

The thick swell of his cock pressed into the thin fabric of his underwear, already wet from orgasm after orgasm forced upon him. He couldn't stop, wasn't allowed to, not that he wanted to. He humped your leg hard, grasping you to keep you close as he pressed himself into your softness and hoped to have some of it for himself.

“F-fuck!” He barked, almost whimpering something high and whiney. Hobie looked at you from fluttering eyes and saw you smirk at him so innocently. Your eyes, big and sheep-like, as you ask him with all the sweetness you can offer, “you gonna cum again, puppy?”

Hobie could only moan, his head lulling, eyes rolling. A little drool traced the curve of his lip before dribbling down his chin. He rutted his hips hard, lithe fingers pressing into your soft tummy. “Please, ‘m so close.” He could feel euphoria peeking over the horizon. He lie just on the cusp of his 5th climax. His cock twitched with it, a useless knot swelling on his cock as he bounces on your leg.

And when he cums in his underwear once again. You praise him just as he deserves. “Good boy. Such a good boy f’me.”

#{eye's inbox}#{👁️ inbox}#🐘 anon #across the spiderverse #atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman #hobie brown #spider punk #doberman hobie #hobie x male reader #hobie brown x male reader #hobie x plus size reader #hobie brown x plus size!reader #hobie brown smut #atsv hobie smut #spiderpunk smut

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daisies-daydreams · 5 months

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HEYYY.. UHM IM BACK!!.. sigh i am so sorry i need MORE hobie x plus sized reader..

i was thinking of fluff that turns into smut, hobie and reader are just cuddling and kissing in their shared bed and things go to the other direction..

( idk why but i want like hardcore?? totally understandable if you can’t write that, my apologies!)

huge fan of your work, i love you sm!! /p ❤️🕸️

Sticks and Stones (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: (where do I begin???) Swearing, Making Out, Hickeys, Clit Play, Oral Sex (M!/F! Receiving), Cockwarming, Orgasm Denial, Vibrators, Multiple Orgasms (Hobie/Reader), Cum Eating, “Creative” Use of Webbing (Bondage), Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know the Drill), Butterfly Position, Semi-Reverse Cowgirl, Slight Daddy Kink, Squirting, References to Aftercare Word Count: 4.4k+

A/N: Oh no dear there’s no need to be sorry! Hobie’s one of my favorite characters to write for, so it’s always lovely to receive requests for him (though I might’ve gone a little too wild with this one 🤭). (Also the reader knows that Hobie is Spider-Man in this continuity). I hope you enjoy! 🫶

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You sighed as you collapsed on your mattress, your belly and thighs jiggling as you lay flat against your cozy comforter. Your heart sank as you slowly turned on your side, your eyes falling on the cold, empty spot beside you. Sure, it was amazing having Spider-Man as your boyfriend...but you never really thought about the long periods of time when he'd be away. A knot of anxiety tightened in your chest as you bit the inside of your cheek.

Your mind raced as you thought about how many days he’s been gone for a special mission. Days and nights of you not knowing when-or if-he'd be back. You knew the risks he took, the countless dangers he came face to face with, all to protect the people of London…to protect you.

Your train of thought was disrupted when you felt someone smooth their hand over your hip. You gasped and jumped up, your heart nearly beating out of your chest as you kicked your legs forward. You froze when you saw Hobie standing in front of you with a cheeky grin.

"Still a bit jumpy, eh?" he mused.

"Hobie!" you squealed as you scrambled off the bed. You nearly tackled him to the floor as you wrapped your arms around his lanky frame and pulled him close. Your boyfriend sighed happily as he returned your embrace, his hands falling against the small of your back.

"Hi," Hobie whispered before kissing the crown of your head.

"Hi," you grinned. The two of you slowly parted before deeply gazing into each other's eyes. “I’m so happy you’re home,” you said with tears in your eyes. Your boyfriend grinned as he gently cupped your cheek.

“Glad to be home,” he murmured. Your heart fluttered as Hobie slowly dipped his head down and caught your lips in a tender kiss. You sighed and wrapped your hands around his neck as warmth swept across your body. You loved the way Hobie's lip ring brushed over your bottom lip as he tilted his head, his hands sliding down to rest on your hips.

"Never seen these before, they new?" Hobie smirked as he played with the elastic of your panties. You squeaked when he snapped it against your waist, the slight sting reverberating across the plush of your hips.

"Maybe," you said before playfully flicking his chest. Hobie chuckled as he pulled back.

"How 'bout we catch up in bed, yeah?" he suggested before gently stroking your love handles-a silent apology for his teasing. Your heart skipped a beat as you turned around and crawled back onto the mattress. You paused as you watched your lover shrug off his studded leather jacket and tossed onto a chair nearby. He smirked when he caught you staring.

"Like what you see?" he lilted as he pulled his shirt over his dark, puffy wicks. You blushed and squeezed your thighs together as he quickly stripped down to his briefs. Your lover flashed you a warm smile as he climbed onto the bed, the frame creaking as he crawled towards you. You smiled as he draped one of his lanky arms over your side.

“How’ve you been, dove?” he asked in a low, soft tone.

“Okay…even better now that you’re here,” you said with a bright smile.

“Oh?” Hobie hummed with a raised brow. You sighed and bit your lip.

“I missed you, so much,” you said as you traced your finger along the scar on his collar bone. Hobie nodded slowly, his expression growing more solemn at your words.

"I missed you, too," he said before kissing your forehead. "I'm so sorry, babe. I can’t imagine how hard it’s been for you,” he frowned as he smoothed his hand over your hip. You cupped his face and gave him a gentle smile.

“I’m just glad you’re safe,” you murmured. Hobie grinned as he rested his forehead against yours.

“Me too,” he murmured. Your cheeks flushed with heat he slipped his hand even lower, his fingertips rubbing over the globe of your ass.

“Hobie,” you blushed as he began to kiss along your neck. You squeaked when he took a handful of your bum and squeezed it tenderly.

“I was thinkin'...maybe we could make up for lost time since we're already here?” Hobie husked into your ear. You bit your lip as he continued to play with your plump ass, his fingertips greedily sinking into your supple flesh. You spread your hands against his chest, making him freeze his ministrations.

“If we do…could we maybe do things a little more rough tonight?” you asked hesitantly. Hobie tilted his head as he released his grip on your rear.

“How rough are we talkin'?” he asked, his voice dropping several octaves. You bit your lip, a rush of heat sweeping over your body as your clit throbbed against the fabric of your panties.

“You know…like that one time on New Year’s Eve,” you whispered as if someone were eavesdropping nearby. Hobie raised his brows and smirked.

“‘Course. How could I forget New Year’s?” he drawled before giving your bum another eager squeeze. “You sure you want me to be that rough with you again, though?” Hobie asked. You swallowed thickly as you eyed the bulge growing beneath his briefs.

“I-I’m sure,” you breathed. Hobie's smirk returned before he suddenly rolled on top of you and held your arms above your head. Your chest rose and fell as his lips just barely ghosting over yours.

"Remember the safeword from last time?" he asked, his eyes lit with arousal as he teasingly ground his hips against yours. You nodded and gasped as his cock brushed against your clit in a delicious way. "Let's get you out of these clothes then," Hobie rumbled. You parted your lips before he slipped his tongue inside your mouth, his hands hastily tugging at the band of your panties. You raised your hips and moaned as he rolled his tongue with yours in a sloppy, heated dance.

You gasped into his mouth as he shoved your underwear down your thick thighs and dismissively tossed them aside. Your eyes widened when he pulled away from your kiss, his lips slick with your combined spit as he quickly rolled your shirt over your shoulders. The corners of Hobie's mouth turned up as he brushed his fingers over your puffy, drenched folds. You squealed as he spread your labia apart with his deft fingers and dipped his head down.

“Such a needy little thing-already soaked and I’ve barely even touched you,” your boyfriend teased. You keened as Hobie rubbed his thumb up and down your engorged clit, your pussy squelching softly as he continued to stroke along your slit.

“H-Hobie,” you keened. He smirked against your cheek before suddenly slipping his hand away. You huffed at the loss of his intoxicating touch, only to furrow your brows as he shifted his eyes to the floor, then back to you.

“Get on your knees, love,” he clarified in a deep, raspy voice. You bit your lip as he shuffled back, allowing you space to climb off the bed. You slid off the mattress and yelped when he laid a sharp smack against your ass, your flesh jiggling at the harsh contact.

"There's that sexy arse I've been missin'," Hobie groaned as he slid his feet onto the floor. You slowly turned around before lowering yourself onto the carpet, your knees sinking into the plush fibers while Hobie stood up.

“Christ,” your lover rumbled as he hungrily eyed your soaked sex and palmed his cock through his briefs. Your heart raced as he grabbed the band of his underwear and slowly pulled it down his lean legs. Your mouth watered when his long cock sprang free and slapped against his dark happy trail, smearing pre-cum all over his pubes. A small whine escaped your throat as your empty pussy pulsed and yearned to be filled.

“Poor thing,” Hobie feigned sympathy as he stroked his shaft. Your mouth watered as he brought the fat tip of his dick to your mouth, a thick bead of precum painting your bottom lip. His eyes glowed with carnal desire as he threaded his long fingers through your hair. “You know what to do, sweet girl: keep that pretty mouth of yours open and cheeks nice and hollow,” he rumbled. You nodded as you rolled your tongue out, the tip of your wet muscle flicking against the lining of his frenulum.

“Shit,” Hobie grunted as he gripped your locks. You moaned as you wrapped your soft lips around the throbbing head of his cock, the salty taste of his precum flooding your tastebuds. Hobie groaned as you suckled on his sensitive tip while you smoothed your hands over the top of his thighs. His grip on your hair tightened with every contraction of your mouth around his length.

“Christ, baby,” he moaned as you swirled your tongue around his tip. You shallowly bobbed your head up and down his shaft while you fluttered your lashes, making sure to give him your best doe eyes. Hobie growled as he released his grip on the base of his cock and squeezed your head with both of his hands. Your eyes widened when he suddenly pushed you forward, shoving his entire cock inside your warm, slick cavern.

You gagged as his tip rubbed against your uvula, some drool spilling past the seam of your lips and dribbling down your chin. “Fuckin’ hell,” Hobie swallowed as he watched you take his cock. You dug your nails into his thighs as your nose became flush with his dark pubes, your throat constricting around his pulsating shaft.

Hobie released a guttural groan as you hollowed your cheeks around his length, his cock twitching deep inside you as he rolled his hips back before snapping them forward. You gagged as he fucked your face with desperate, feral thrusts.

"Open your throat up, lovie," he grunted. Hot tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, his heavy balls slapping against your chin while you tried to relax your throat.

“Yeah, that's it baby-take my fuckin’ cock,” he growled as his brows knit together with pleasure. You kept your cheeks hollowed as you slobbered all over his veiny shaft, more of your warm spit sliding down your chin and neck. Hobie bared his teeth as he used your throat like a fleshlight-fucking your tight airway completely raw with his long, quivering shaft.

“God, your throat’s so fuckin’ tight,” he hissed as he dug his nails into your scalp. Your eyes rolled back at the slight sting as your pussy begged to be filled and stretched. The wet “plaps” of his cock slamming into your wet mouth echoed inside your small bedroom as you looked up at him. His lips were parted as he panted wildly, his body tensing as trembling with bliss.

"Mouth looks so pretty with my cock in it," he sucked in a sharp breath before throwing his head back. “F-Fuck! I’m close,” Hobie grunted as he fucked your face with quick, sloppy thrusts. You flared your nostrils as you tried to open your throat even more. He released a feral groan as he looked into your glossy eyes, his balls tightening against your chin.

“That’s a good girl: keep that throat open f’me when I-fuck!” he roared as he shoved you down his length for the last time. Your moans were muffled as he shot ropes of his thick, hot cum down your throat. Hobie grunted as he continued to sloppily thrust into your mouth, his warm seed coating every inch of your esophagus. Your boyfriend licked his lips as he watched you guzzle down his spend, his fingers woven through your locks and squeezing them tightly. You resisted the urge to cough and sputter as he let his cock soften inside your mouth. Relief washed over you as he dragged his dick past your stretched, swollen lips. Your throat burned as you curled your lips together before audibly swallowing the last traces of his spend. Hobie sucked in a sharp breath when you showed him your clean tongue.

“Fuck me,” he muttered as he loosened his grip on your hair. You gave him a mischievous grin as you wiggled your hips.

"Did I do well...daddy?" you purred. Hobie's eyes slightly widened at your name for him before his lips curved into a smirk.

“You did good, sweetheart,” he cooed. You gasped when he suddenly tugged your hair and bent his knees a little, his face hovering over your own. “But I'm not done with you yet,” your boyfriend rumbled. You keened as he dragged you to your feet, his lips wrapping around yours in a passionate, sloppy embrace. Your head spun as he pulled your hips against his, your pussy lips grazing over his flaccid cock as he sank onto the edge of the mattress. "Turn around f'me, sweet girl," he purred and rubbed your waist. Your legs shook as you slowly turned around, your plump ass grazing over his lower stomach.

"Hold on," he breathed. You tilted your head as Hobie leaned over to your nightstand and rummaged through the drawer. Your throat tightened when he pulled out your white vibrator with a wry grin.

"Oh, don’t worry. I'm not mad," he chuckled in a low, husky voice. You swallowed as he turned it on, the toy humming to life and sending a spark of pleasure through your core. "In fact, I think it's fuckin' hot you think 'bout me while you fuck your cute pussy open," Hobie murmured, his soft lips dancing over the shell of your ear. You squealed when you felt his cock twitch beneath you, your clit throbbing against the slight contact.

"Now, go on and be a good girl and warm my cock 'til I'm ready again," he muttered. Your toes curled as you nodded. You took a deep breath before grabbing his semi-hard cock and guiding the tip to your weeping entrance. Both of you moaned as you slowly sank down on his length, Hobie's fingernails digging crescents into your plush hips. You mewled at the sudden fullness, the tip of his cock grazing over your g-spot as your gummy walls hugged his veiny shaft.

“Fuck,” you sputtered as waves of pleasure rippled through your core.

“That's my girl-takin' my cock so well,” Hobie praised as he rubbed his palm up and down your thigh. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you fully sheathed yourself on his cock, his length buried deep within your clenching pussy. You barely had time to adjust to the fullness before he suddenly pressed the round tip of the vibrator against your puffy bundle of nerves. Your moans rolled out of your throat like claps of thunder as Hobie bombarded your clit with wave after wave of mind-numbing tremors.

“S-Shit Hobie!” you keened as you ground your ass against his lean abs. Your boyfriend pecked your cheek as he circled your sensitive nub, his other hand occupied with pinching and massaging one of your hard nipples.

“You feel me down there, (Y/N)? Feel me stuffin’ your tight, needy cunt with my cock?” Hobie grunted as he squeezed your nipple.

“Y-Yes!” you cried as you rolled your hips back and forth, desperate for friction. Your boyfriend smirked against your goosebump-riddled skin as he stroked the toy up and down your juicy slit, spreading the warm arousal across your engorged button.

"Swear this pussy was made f'me," Hobie groaned as your slick walls pulsed against the bulging veins of his shaft. You curled your toes as he drew tighter circles around your sensitive nub, a ring of cream starting to form around the base of his cock. You moaned as Hobie rolled your nipple between his digits even faster.

“Oh shit baby-keep squeezin’ me like that,” he rumbled as he massaged your perky bud and bundle of nerves at the same pace. Your throat tightened as you felt a familiar pressure rise in your core.

“Feels so good, Hobie,” you whined as you rocked your hips back. You shivered as your boyfriend pressed his lips against your pulse and sucked, his mouth expertly weaving a tapestry of raw hickeys across your skin. You felt every muscle in your lower belly start to wind into a tight, searing knot as the vibrations shot straight to the center of your core.

“Fuck, daddy. I-I-“ you opened your eyes when the pleasurable tremors suddenly stopped. Hobie smirked against your skin as you flared your nostrils. “Hobie please!” you keened as you tried to bounce yourself on his dick. Your boyfriend clicked his tongue as he squeezed your whole breast, drawing a whine from you.

“Not yet, love,” he murmured with a wicked grin. Your bottom lip jutted out as you felt your orgasm grow further and further from your reach.

“Please please please,” you begged as you threw the back of your head against his shoulder. Hobie sighed contemplatively as he smoothed his thumb over your nipple.

"Alright, but only ‘cause you did such a good job suckin’ my cock," he lilted after a long pause. Your shoulders relaxed when he flicked the vibrator back on and tenderly massaged your nub again.

“Yes,” you moaned and arched your back. You relished in the bliss of the thrumming sensation pulsing against your clit again. You gasped and shivered as he bucked his hips up ever so slightly, his hand roughly squeezing your breast while his hot breath fanned over your neck.

"Keep bouncin' like that, love," Hobie grunted before planting another wet kiss on your pulse. You bounced on his shaft in time with his steady thrusts, your head spinning with pleasure each time your hips smacked against each other.

"Shit, daddy," you keened as your body jiggled with your movements. You felt your walls start to flutter again as your pussy soaked his lap. "So close, I'm-" you snapped your eyes open when Hobie pulled the toy away and shut it off.

“Hobie!” you huffed as he smirked against your neck.

“Yes love?” he asked with a teasing voice. You frowned and wriggled in his lap.

“Please Hobie, please let me cum,” you begged, the pressure inside you borderline unbearable. You gasped as he grabbed your hips and suddenly pulled out, his cock leaving your pussy with a slick "pop". You yelped as he spun you around and laid your back flat against the comforter. His lips were curved in a dangerous smile as he reached over to the nightstand again, this time attaching a web-shooter to his wrist.

"Hands above your head, pretty girl," Hobie commanded softly. You parted your lips, your pussy growing even more wet at the thought of your wrists being bound by his webbing while he fucked you senseless. You made sure to spread your legs open, giving him a nice view of your cunt as you raised your hands above your head. Hobie grinned as he pumped his cock in his free hand while he held his other hand up with his index, pinkie and thumb out. It wasn't long after a quick "thwip" that the sticky, strong webbing wrapped around both of your wrists.

Hobie shot you a wry grin as his shadow loomed over you. You puffed out a breath of hot air as he lined the swollen head of his cock to your entrance

"Like it when I tie you up like this, hm?" he murmured lowly. You whined and nodded as you raised your hips. "Yeah, that's my good little slut," Hobie rumbled. Your jaw went slack as he grabbed your hips and sheathed his cock inside you in one swift thrust.

“Oh fuck,“ you choked as the head of his cock slammed against your cervix. You gasped as he started to ruthlessly pound into your pussy, the bed shaking and groaning beneath his rough thrusts. You cried out as your hole was mercilessly stretched wide open, his shaft dragging along your gummy, slick walls with an untamed fervor. Hobie squeezed your love handles as he pulled your hips impossibly closer to his, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix with every thrust.

“Shit baby girl. Pussy’s so fuckin’ perfect ‘n tight,” he rasped as he drove his dick harder inside your greedy sex. You whimpered as you felt his balls slap against your puckering asshole, the sound driving your mind deeper into a lustful frenzy. Hobie squeezed your love handles again as you began to squeeze your eyes shut.

“Eyes on me, love. Wanna see your pretty eyes when you cum all over my cock,” he growled before spanking the side of your thigh. Your flesh bounced as you did your best to focus on his chocolate brown eyes. You whimpered as you felt yourself already nearing the steep edge of your release, your muscles feeling even tighter this time from his edging. You stared directly into his eyes as your walls clenched around his cock in a vice grip, sucking him closer to your womb.

“H-Hobie, fuck!” you screamed as your hips snapped up. Your vision flooded with white as your body trembled with unbridled bliss. Your walls deliciously pulsed around his shaft as your pussy drenched his cock with your slick cream. You trembled and moaned beneath your lover as your body was caught in the riptide of mind-numbing rapture. “Hobie,” you repeated his name like a sacred prayer as your limbs turned to jelly.

Your boyfriend kept his eyes trained on your face as he knitted his brows, his cock throbbing and growing heavier inside your tight canal.

“Mmm such a good girl-makin’ a mess on my cock,” your boyfriend swiped his tongue across his lips. Your cunt pulsed at his praise as you arched your back. Hobie chuckled before he leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours, his hips spreading your legs apart even further. “Nearly there, love. Gonna drench this pretty cunt with my cum,” he panted as his hands planted on either side of your head.

Your head spun with dizzying ecstasy as your pussy squelched obscenely with each of his hungry thrusts. Hobie's nostrils flared as he groaned and fucked you like a wild animal in heat. You moaned quietly as he slammed his length down to the hilt, his tip shooting streams of his hot cum against your bruised cervix.

“Fuck,” Hobie growled as he shallowly thrusted his dick forward, pushing his spend against the plug to your womb. Your legs shivered as he sloppily massaged your oversensitive walls with his meaty cock. “Fuck, that’s it,” he grunted as hus breathing stuttered.

You squealed as he gripped your hips while he pushed his shaft inside one final time, plugging up your oozing sex with his soaked girth. Tears of pleasure rolled down your plump cheeks as you felt his cock soften inside your spent, raw cunt. Both of you panted as he slipped his head back, a long, thick string of spit connecting your lips.

“How you feelin’?” Hobie murmured. His question almost didn’t register, your mind still drifting in the afterglow of your release. You caught your breath as your muscles began to relax.

“G-Good. Really good,” you gulped. Hobie smiled before pecking your lips.

“Good enough for another quick round?” he asked with a glint in his eyes. You raised your brows.

“You...serious?” you asked between breaths. Hobie chuckled as he slowly pulled out of your dripping pussy, his cum dripping down your slit and messily painting the bedsheets. You bit your lip as you watched Hobie glide his hands against the inside of your plump, stretched-marked thighs. He slowly sank to his knees, his mouth watering as he eyed your delicious, cum-stuffed pussy.

“I know, sweetheart. I just want to return the favor from earlier,” he husked before blowing a puff of hot air across your slick labia. You keened as he pulled your lower lips apart with his thumbs and hovered his mouth over your raw cunny. “That alright with you?” Hobie asked with a half-lidded gaze. You nodded and clutched the blanket again.

“Fuck, y-yes,” you stammered as you kept your legs spread for him. Your boyfriend grinned before he shifted his gaze down to your engorged clit.

"Good...been starvin' all day," he murmured. You moaned as he licked a bold, wet stripe up your slit. Your eyes rolled back as he tapped your clit with the tip of his tongue before flattening his wet muscle over your sensitive bud.

“Christ, your pussy tastes divine,” he murmured before pressing a sloppy kiss over your whole cunt. You moaned and bucked your hips forward as he swiped his tongue against your hole, collecting your combined juices and greedily guzzling it down like a man parched.

“Fuck, Hobie,” you hissed as he dipped his thick muscle past the tight rim of your hole. Your heart raced as eagerly pumped his wet muscle inside your slick cunt. Your body pulsed with heat as he dragged his tongue in and out, his pace sloppy as he sent sending shivers down your spine.

“Could eat this f’every meal and never go hungry, I fuckin’ swear,” he groaned before slapping your bum and diving back in. You moaned as Hobie indulged in your dripping cunt. He groaned as you ground your hips against his face, smearing your combined juices against his sharp chin. You squeaked when he pinched your thigh right as you squeezed your eyes shut again. “Eyes on me, baby,” Hobie reminded you before licking another bold stripe between your folds. You released a shaky breath and nodded before you gritted your teeth.

“Shit,” you moaned as he painted sloppy strokes up and down your slit. He inhaled sharply as he quickly sucked hard over your bundle of nerves, your clit aching with pleasure. “Oh my God,” you choked as he puckered his plump lips around your clit, his chin grinding against your puckering entrance. You squealed as he tenderly sucked on your button while he massaged your supple thighs. His low moans reverberated deep inside your core, your body shivering as he messily kissed up and down your pussy. Your eyes nearly crossed as he shoved his tongue inside your hole again, his languid thrusts making you gasp and strain against your binding.

“H-Hobie wait! I think I’m about to-“ your voice cut off when he pinched your clit. You let out a silent scream as your legs clamped down on his head, your second orgasm crashing over you in a violent wave of bliss. You wailed and rubbed your cunt against his face as your walls contracted around his soft tongue. Hobie’s eyes rolled back as you drenched his face, his mouth wide open and guzzling down your delectable juices. He rubbed your legs as you whimpered and rode out your orgasm on his lips.

You panted wildly as you felt yourself float back down to earth, your whole being trembling as you blinked away tears of pleasure. Hobie grunted as he slowly dragged his tongue out of you, his eyes glazed over with lust. He glanced at you as he pressed a quick kiss to your folds before leaning over your shivering form, his cheeks sucked in a little. You parted your lips as he lowered himself and suddenly slipped his tongue inside your warm mouth.

You mewled as the heady taste of your combined juices cascaded over your tongue and slid down your throat. Hobie rumbled lowly as he watched you swallow your spend. His eyes softened before he pulled back and carefully ripped the webbing from your wrists.

“Did so well f’me, sweet girl,” he murmured gently as he smoothed his hands over your hips. You gave him an exhausted grin as he rested on top of you, his tall form draped over your glowing body. You sighed as you wrapped your arms around his back, tracing your finger along every dip and curve of his muscles.

"Need anythin'?" Hobie asked, his lips brushing against your earlobe. You hummed to yourself.

"A bath would be nice," you smile sheepishly. Your boyfriend grinned before he pushed himself up. Your body glowed with warmth as you reached your hand over and cupped his face. “I think you'll have to carry me, though,” you giggled. Hobie chuckled as he smoothed his hands against your sides.

“Anything for my girl,” he murmured softly.

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