Can we get a little sprinkle of quill smut…where he has playlists for just about anything and some songs are in multiple playlist so the “cooking dinner” playlist has some songs that feature in the sex playlist and it causes an ~association~ 👀👀👀
oh you absolutely know this man will sneak in those songs.
at first it was just a joke, to see if you noticed. you would just roll your eyes and skip the song, only for him to feign disappointment, making you smile and shake your head, continuing with the cooking.
after a while, you just got used to the songs being on there, softly humming along while you were chopping up vegetables. then peter would join you, his hands on your waist, swaying you gently to the song. he wasn't pressed right against you, however, he knew better when you had a sharp knife in your hand. he would just wait until u were done, and then he would come closer, kissing your shoulder and up the side of ur neck.
"peter.. can this wait until after dinner?"
"absolutely not.. u look good enough to eat, baby.. much more than dinner.."
"u saying my dinner is shit?"
"no.. just saying i kinda wanna just.."
then his hand was down between your legs, under your sundress and you felt him smirk against your shoulder.
"ur just as well we weren't expecting company.."
"i'd still not have any on even if we were.."
"fuck.."
"you gonna have me as the appetiser?"
"damn right i will.."
he hadn't even finished speaking before he turned you round, dropped to a crouching position and swung one of ur legs over his shoulder. you grabbed the hem of your dress, watching as he buried his face between your legs, nose bumping against your clit while his tongue was absolutely devouring you. you were worried dinner was going to burn but at this rate, you won't last long and it'll only be halfway done when he's finished down there. even more so now that he's stuffed you with two of his fingers, only being egged on by the soft little whimpers and whines you're producing. his grunts and groans in response are vibrating against you, adding a whole new sensation to what he's already giving you.
"peter i'm close.. please, oh.. please.."
he pulled away only for a second to speak.
"beg more, baby.. wanna hear you say you need it so badly, yeah?"
"i do.. please.. need you to let me come, please.."
"c'mon, honey.. more.."
"please.. peter.. can i come? please.. oh god.. please.."
"good girl.. go, you can let go, baby.."
then your legs started shaking, one of his hands rested on your waist, pushing you into the countertop to hold you up. it was all too much and your hands flew to his shoulders, holding them for strength. after a few seconds, he stood up, removing his fingers from inside you and slipping them in your mouth. once you had gotten everything off them, he pulled them out, smirking as he did so.
"see? i told you that you tasted sweet.."
he walked you to the dining table, letting you sit down while he finished making dinner. you gazed at him while he was cooking, his back muscles flexing as he stirred the sauce. he was straight back into domestic husband mode as if he didn't just give you an absolutely earth-shattering orgasm from just his mouth and fingers alone. he served up dinner and gave you a kiss before he sat down.
"sorry i was the only one to have an appetiser, sweetheart.."
"s'alright.. don't worry about it, i'll return the favour later on."
he just smirked as he pushed a forkful of food into his mouth, smirking as he chewed and stared at you.
"yeah? am i dessert now?"
"yeah.. fancied some ice cream, y'know.. minus the ice part.."
he almost choked on his mouthful, the pair of you just laughing at ur attempt at a crude joke. how the both of you can go from being totally normal and domestic, to having the most raw, breathtaking sex ever, to then making dumb jokes is beyond you. but you wouldn't have it any other way with him. he was everything to you and spending (almost) every moment with him was just perfect to you.
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Dethklok ranked from weakest to strongest
5. Skwisgaar Skwigelf
Look at this stick, look at this absolute beanpole of a man. This motherfucker has negative muscle mass. Can’t lift up more than a guitar, I’m sure. I don’t think he would try either, “I ams gots to protectings my hands.” like he’s afraid of breaking a nail. A pull-up might actually kill him.
4. Pickles The Drummer
The only thing setting him a little apart from Skwisgaar is sheer-fucking-will. He might be scrawny as hell but if he said he’s gonna lift up that table, he’s gonna lift up that table. He has injured himself so many times he’s so stupid. His old man bones and weak ass muscles can’t handle his own determination.
3. William Murderface
Here’s a thought that’s funny to me; I consider William to be an absolute bear of a man but he doesn’t think he is. It’s like the opposite of Pickles; he thinks he’s weak as hell and doesn’t want to embarrass himself so he never tries. But, mindlessly, he’s considerably strong (as hell) and has often broken stuff underestimating his own strength. Also I think he has, like, an iron grip. Take that as you will.
2. Toki Wartooth
You all know what time is it. We’ve all seen how ABSOLUTELY JACKED Toki is. He did labor work meant for ten grown men as a child poor baby. He killed a man with his bear hands. He could kick all the previous member’s asses at once and very easily. He’s the only member of Dethklok that is at peak physical condition.
1. Nathan Explosion
You know how the strongest men in the world not bodybuilders actually look chubby because they have a thin layer of fat covering their muscle? That’s what Nathan is like, I think. Even though Toki looks the strongest, Nathan is an absolute brick wall of a man. It’s physically impossible to push him over (when he’s sober) and he could probably crush a coconut in his hands.
Also, we know he played football as a teen and the thought of his standing there while dozens of other players fail to tackle him is super funny to me.
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