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sugurue · 5 months
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Girl dinner
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*~.It’s so comforting to know I can stay up till 2 am reading the most toe curling, filthy, plotless smut in a warm bed on thanksgiving break. This is what the holidays are all about. *~.
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k4marina · 1 year
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just some horny thoughts about our babygirl ghost 🫡
warning: smutttttt. grab y’all’s holy water (also not proofread pls don’t kill me 🙏)
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simon loves you in his clothes, like i mean lovesss. i can imagine him coming home from a long a stressful day, walking into your shared bedroom wanting nothing more than to just hold and feel you close and he just sees you wearing his shirt.
something primal lights up in him when he sees you. it’s like another subtle way of him marking his territory on you. you’re his and his alone.
when he sees you in nothing but his shirt and a pair of panties, he’s rock hard. thoughts of the cuddles and nap that he was previously had in mind is quickly replayed by him wanting you underneath him, buried deep inside of you, hammering his hips into yours all while you wear nothing but his shirt.
just the thought of your scent mixing with his shirts scent is enough to make this man cream his pants. his hands underneath the shirt holding on your hips in a tight grip. or his hands traveling up and squeezing your breasts.
whenever you try to take off the shirt he quickly moves your hands away saying “no. i want you like this” watching you fall apart on his cock while wearing his shirt.
and dear lord don’t even get me started on you wearing his clothes out in public 😵‍💫
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kuromismom7 · 2 months
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I just remembered that Tom blyth rides a motorcycle and we still haven’t seen it 😭🧎‍♀️🫠
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sinning-23 · 5 months
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Piercings Pt.2 (Sanji x Reader)
First of all… THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE N SUPPORT ON THE LAST ONE! Nice to know we all love some Sanji lol.
Also if you want a pinch of context I suggest reading Pt.1 UHHHHH but if not enjoy this lol smut is one of my fs or things to write so uhhhh yeah! I hope I did good lol!
⚠️!THIS IS AN 18+ FIC MINORS BE TF GONE!⚠️
❗️Warnings❗️: Sanji being smug, choking, biting, cunnilingus, unprotected, p in v, fingering, multiple orgasms, overstim, sanji speakin that french
Pt. 1 here
Enjoy!
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After the kitchen fiasco, you opted to keep yourself out of there until further notice. The wall ended up being scorched as well as some of the utensils he used. All the windows needed to be opened to clear the smoke out and it didn't help that the smell of charred food lingered for a while.
It has been about 4 days since then and every day you can't seem to keep your hands off each other. He's got his hands on your hips, claiming he just needed to get by with a quiet, "Pardon me, dove." His lips always dangerously close to your ear.
You were no better though, also claiming that you'd dropped something and needed to use his thighs for support when getting up, looking up at him under pretty lashes. This tension was that of a frozen lake, one misstep and you'd fall into him, hoping he embraces you like that of icy water.
Speaking of which, the burn you endured ended up being minor and the cold water did most of the trick. He insisted on bandaging you still. Just an excuse to touch you more.
Touch.
All you two ever did now was touch
And tease, and poke, and prod, in hopes of the other finally cracking and putting all that tension to good use. When you had docked at a smaller island in hopes of finding a marketplace (you did) Sanji didn't even ask if you'd join him.
He just took your hand in his, because it wasn't even a question at this point. You're with him unless you stated you wanted otherwise.
Walking past the vendors, his hand stays at your hip, more possessive than anything. You poin tout something you like? It's yours. See something you want to try? It's yours.
These days you're growing more and more concerned for his wallet. Anytime you'd try to decline he's simple shake his head, draw your hand to his lips, and kiss your knuckles.
"Anything for you, chérie"
The crew could sense this.....energy loomin' over the two of you but of course nothing was really said...that is until Nami nudged her head in the direction of Sanji when you two happened to be on the main deck this afternoon. You quirk a brow as she leans in to try and keep the gossip between the two of you.
"What really happened for the kitchen to catch fire? I mean?" She questions with a smirk, making you laugh, nervousness laced in the tone.
When you two first told the story, Sanji said he had distracted himself and took too long preparing other parts of the mean and he lost track of what he was doing and how long.
You, on the other hand, said that you accidentally bumped the stoved handles making the flames higher, and maybe a towel or something caught fire.
It was all bullshit.
When Sanji had taken it upon himself to plant kisses down your neck, he left something quite noticeable that wasn't there before. It was all bullshit and everyone knew it. You distracted him, and he just couldn't help himself.
"I-I told you what happened Nami. It doesn't matter anyway! The kitchen is back to normal thankfully." You sigh, trying to figure out what exactly you came out here to do?
Oh, that's right.
Find some way to get your hands on Sanji.
"If you say so, but,” Nami shrugs, pausing when she see's Sanji follow to the back of the ship, his eyes focused on you, pupils blown wide. He falters but only for a moment, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Then he leaves, your breath stuck in your throat.
"I think someone's waiting for you to follow them so..." Nami observes, palm coming to hold your shoulder.
"Don't set anything else on fire." She teases, seeing you full on sprint to where he was.
You look around, the hall empty. He just went this way didn't he-
You're snatched up, mouth covered in the quiet of the hallway, a hand firm on your hip. Before you can even process your attacker, a set of lips is hungry against your own, a hand at your throat. You can hardly breathe from the shock, both teeth and tongues against one another as you embrace.
Sanji’s got you close against him, his back against the wall with your chest to his, one leg keeping your thighs apart as you lean into him. He still has one hand around your throat, squeezing just enough to make you whine, wanting more pressure.
The height difference makes you lean upward, itching to have all of him. Despite the hall being quiet, your little secluded corner is awfully loud with the sounds of your labored breaths combined.
"Sanji...Sanji wait-" You speak between kisses, his hands under your shirt now, immediately massaging the area over and around your back dermals.
"Ne parle plus, je veux juste te goûter. "
That shut you up, quick, the sound of his mother tongue slipping past his lips when he can't seem to keep his hands from wandering.
"What if we get caught." You gasp, feeling him bite down particularly rough on your collarbone.
"Y/n, know that right now, I don't particularly give a fuck. I need you." He huffs, still tasting every in inch of exposed skin he could find.
His lips are soft, brushing over your neck with a smirk. He knows the mess he left over your skin, bark bruises, and indents of where his teeth had been adorning it.
"They know the whole kitchen thing was bs." He chuckles darkly, his next sentence sinking straight to your cunt.
"I'm sure they're well aware of who you belong to now. I made your neck even more of a work of art honey."
You're practically soaking through your panties now, and are in dire need of friction. In an attempt to secretly get off, you grid down against his thigh...
But hes quck to notice.
"Oh, that's why you’re worried. Let's go." He exhales with a smirk, pulling you to his room and swiftly closing the door behind him.
It's not messy by any means, the bed is made neatly with a pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. You would’ve loved to look around more but Sanji is back on you and there was no way in hell you’d complain about that. He’s quick but calculated, sliding his hands under your shirt before pulling it off completely.
There's no time to be flustered, you'd both wanted this for quite some time now and you could both keep up with one another. Your skin prickles with he sudden chill of being topless, your nipples hardening slightly. It's just enough for him to see what else you were hiding.
Beneath your bra, were of course your nipples, but there they were, pierced, the bars through them being decorated with jade at each end. His breath hitches and god had he gotten impossibly harder at the sight. You're sitting on the edge of the bed now, Sanji kneeling before you with pupils blown wide.
All the permissions needed was the slight smirk on your lips and your back arching as if to invite him to touch and taste as much as he pleased. Without hesitation, he's got one in his mouth, tongue swirling around your already sensitive bud. The other he squeezes, thumb brushing over the area.
You can't help but sigh in pleasure, tangling your fingers in his hair while he makes it his mission to kiss all of your torso, noting the matching belly button ring. How did he not see this before? Well, most of your shirts were loose anyway. God he loved how adorned your body was with jewelry, like you were some kind of treasure just for him.
He can tell you're growing impatient with the way you push your hips forward, most likely trying to the feeling to relieve a little pressure with the way your pants pressed against you there.
"Let me taste you, please."He aks, breathless, lips still somewhat swollen from kissing prior.
You nod unable to speak with how damn pretty he looked. On his knees, eyes glossy and lustful, asking for permission to eat you out?! How could you say no? You lift your hips, sliding the jeans down just enough for him to pull the rest down.
You were right, your panties were damn near soaked, your arousal wetting the front. Sanji only moans at this, knowing it's all his doing. The feeling of him pressing kisses to your clothed clit makes you shiver, and he doesn't stop, tongue wetting the area as if to tease.
"Please Sanji, I need-" You pause for a moment, a bit embarrassed to ask for this. He only chuckles and runs his finger up your still-clothed folds, then massages the plush of your thighs.
"What do you need honey, tell me and I promise you I'll make it happen." Hes eager, kissing, sucking and biting at your inner thigh now, the feeling making you dizzy with desire.
"I need your mouth on me...please." You whine, trying to close your legs to relieve some of the pressure but he only spreads them apart again, strong hands keeping you there with a dangerous look in his eye.
"You'll take what I give you. Now be a big girl, ask for it, and stop chasing it, sweetheart." He thinks to himself "My mouth is on you. See?" He demonstrates, kissing your thighs again, one had on your hip, massaging circles there while the other tossed your leg over his shoulder, the action only spreading you wider.
Little shit. He knew exactly that you meant.
"No, you know what I mean. Please. Eat me, Sanji." You plead, feeling him smirk against your front.
He's got your panties off in no time. Almost immediately latching to you as he slurps you up, tossing your other leg over his shoulder now too. Your thighs act as a pair of headphones essentially, your fingers tugging at the blonde locks as he moans in response.
You can feel it now, your orgasm coming faster than you thought with how well he was eating you up. Like a starved man and his first meal in ages. He lapped at your juices, taking a chance at sliding not one, but two fingers into you.
"F-uck!" you stutter, feeling him curl upwards, still sucking at your clit.
He knows you're close, but he doesn't care, keeping that same pace to work this out of you. You can feel that damned piercing, rolling slowwwwly around your clip. Another cues slips past your lips. "Ohh, such a dirty mouth honey? Are you gonna cum for me? Can't even control yourself." He teases, watching you grip the bedsheets as your stomach muscles clench.
There it is.
Somehow his lips are back on yours, swallowing up the moans from your orgasm as his fingers slow in pace, trying to get you to come down from that high. Multitasking came easy to him, so for him to keep fucking you, now 3 fingers in while also using his free hand to push his own pants down was no hard feat.
How many times did he practice that??? Your hands are gripping his shoulders, nails digging into him in surprise when you feel the tip slide against your slick folds.
For a moment your eyes meet and damn do you have a chance to really, really look at him.
His face is dusted pink, eyes bright red. His eyes are glossy, pupils wide, lips shiny and slightly parted as he tries to catch his breath. He's no different than you now, admiring how you look, how you breathe, the way you cling to him like he'd vanish somehow.
It's intoxicating.
Your lips meet, softer this time, your heart beating like crazy with your stomach twisting in delight, full of butterflies. You're soft, and so is he, so much more gentle now in realization of what's about to occur. This means more to you now. It’s not a one time thing. You have no time to overthink because his voice, husky and passionate.
"Are you okay with this? Do I have permission?"He asks, pitch almost a bit higher, likes he’s holding back a whine.
Such a gentleman through it all. It makes your heart swell. You nod, whispering out an awestruck 'yes' before connecting your lips again. And the stretch when he slides in makes you both shiver, his hips stuttering into a pace, both his groans and your heavy breaths filling the space.
Impulsively wrapping your legs around his waist makes him thrust deeper. The feeling makes you arch, a louder moan slipping past your lips and it makes him chuckle a bit before succumbing to his own pleasure with a moan.
"Tu te sens si bien ma chérie" He whispers, your foreheads pressed together more intimately.
"Fuck, you fill me up so well." You whimper, slightly tugging the hair at the nape of his neck.
The action makes him moan back, teeth gritted as he thrust into you faster, his free hand coming to circle your clit. It's almost too much, another orgasm close behind. You'd never felt so full, his dick hitting parts of you that didn't know about. Perfect, like he was meant for your cunt. Your walls flutter around him and his thrusts begin to get sloppy.
"Oh gods, y/n I can't. Please let me fill you up chérie. Please-" He's pussy drunk, but you can say the same about yourself when he keeps hitting that spot. You're both bound to burst.
"Cum for me Sanji, please baby I need you to." You purr, bitting his shoulder, kissing the area to soothe it.
He's got his face in the crook of your neck now, a strangled moan leaving his lips as his thrusts slow. He doesn't stop though, still trying to work one last orgasm out of you and succeeds.
Your body is already spent from when he ate you out but this, definitely put you over. You cling to him, labored breaths all you can hear. He doesn't leave your cunt yet, trying to stabilize first.
"If you were worried about getting caught, I think we were loud enough for the crew to hear so." He chuckles, still fatigued. You shake your head with a smile pressing kisses to his face.
He takes his time pulling out, cum spilling out of you when he does. Your ears don’t miss the slight choked back moan when he does. It's quiet but it's comfortable. He leaves for a moment, bring a towel back to clean you up with. There are plenty of kisses here and there, most likely a pre-apology for marking you up even more then before.
He works quickly, dressing you in one of his shirts, which proves to be too big on you but neither of you care, his heart fluttering at the sight of you in it.
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"So, nipple piercings and a belly ring, huh sweetheart?"
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sainzifies · 4 months
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a reminder that this video exists
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literallywtflol · 11 months
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Jason Todd Drabble
MINORS DNI | Dom!Jason, Sub!reader, afab!reader, not proofread (cause i planned it to be short), Jason is a bit of an evil tease here
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Imagine..
Jason Todd has you under him as he slowly kisses your neck and plays with your clit, making you whimper softly.
He slowly dips a finger in to give you relief, but within a good 3 thrusts he pulls out, just to hear you desperately begging him for more.
He sits up and hoists you onto his waist, his large hands resting on your hips as he helps you grind on him.
The pace? Totally in his control.
He goes antagonizing slow just to hear your little whines, pleading for him to go faster.
Bad idea though, cause that just makes him want to take it even slower.
He'd tease you verbally too, lowering his voice a hella amount of octaves to get you writhing and shaking on top of him..
"Don't beg for me baby, you know I won't give it to you."
"You're so cute like this; All needy and groveling for me."
"You're crying? Why, 'cuz it's too much? You're so pathetic, baby."
"Be a good girl and hold out for me a little while longer, yeah?"
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s-sweetiee · 5 months
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I want this man so BADDD like you don’t understand, I want this man in a way that’s it’s so concerning to the public, I want this man diabolically, biblically. I want him to **** ** **** * **** ****
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mangoposts · 3 months
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okay but Matt with a breeding kink?? it makes me froth at the mouth- like he's already said he wants a lot of kids- (I don't know about 8 though..) but he'd for sure look up "top 10 positions for making a baby" and he'd want to try them- "hey my love, I just ran across this list and I was wondering if you wanted to try them out :)"
he'd make you lay on your back because it's the "best position to get pregnant in"
^ he'd for sure put a pillow underneath your hips ^
y'all would go SEVERAL rounds just so he can be sure he got enough inside of you ;)
(on a sweet note: he'd kiss all over your stomach after y'all are done)
annd he'd keep track of when you ovulate
(I wouldn't be surprised if this man had a period tracker on his phone just for this-)
he'd tell you shit like "you know you don't have to keep taking your birth control if you don't want to right?" or "would it really be a big deal if we got pregnant?"
(^ not in a toxic way, he'd stop if you expressed you were uncomfortable ^)
AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE DIRTY TALK- "I'm gonna fill you up", "I'm gonna make you an actual mama" OR "you're gonna look so sexy with my baby inside of you"- OMG
(getting pregnant scares tf out of me but I'm setting fire to any of my birth control if he suggested ANY of this)
okay I need to stfu :') I'm so sorry for the horny rant- <3<3
THISSSS THISSSSSSSSSS
Matt would make sure to do everything absolute right and want to try right away the moment you discuss finally having kids. Goes multiple rounds and asks if you feel different immediately afterwards 😭Kissing and caressing your stomach as if theres already life in there bruh
Also keeps better track of your period than you, literally starts cheering when he notices your period is three days late
“Babe, we should check”
“Matt it’s normal for it to be a little la-“
“WE SHOULD CHECK”
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rysanf · 10 months
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i want him
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outerbankspov · 1 year
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THANKSGIVING WITH RAFE CAMERON.
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- thanksgiving 😃
- mention of smut.
• he would be so grabby hands with you, constantly grabbing at your ass when you are cooking for thanksgiving.
• he would definitely constantly tell you how sexy you look while getting dress.
• would definitely leave his hand on your thigh under the table and whisper in your ear “everyone needs to leave. I need to fuck you” (host)
• definitely will make a dirty joke. You would be stuffing the Turkey and he would say “that’s not gonna be the only thing stuffed tonight”
• He would be 3 drinks in and constantly tell everyone how good of a girlfriend you are. How he wants to start a family with you. (He’s a bragger)
• quickies in the basement? He would tell the boys that he’s gonna get more beers and drag you down and fuck you against the wall.
• after everyone leaves he would sit you down in his lap and tell you his favorite thing about you. How thankful he is for you.
• never tells a lie. He for sure stuffed you Full & definitely mentioned the Turkey joke again while inside of you…
•showers ? Gently cleans you and kisses you. Spends so much time on your boobs. Makes you laugh out loud.
• going to bed! He loves it. He holds you until you both sleep.
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sugurue · 7 months
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he wants me so bad
(im delusional and need to get off the internet)
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Yes.
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boatsailing · 8 months
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You ever look at the original version of our male wife and think, HOW THE DONK DID WE GET HERE???
Honestly, I'd still love him even if we kept his original image as his 'Fannon appearance'
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luvr-jass · 9 months
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i love older men who validate me and give me the slightest bit of attention ill be in love with you forever &lt;3
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