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todo7roki · 2 years

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CONTENT: smut, aftercare, hate sex, oral (f! receiving ), hair pulling, hardsex (the reader likes, but yukhel is romantic), size twist, dirtytalk, fingering.

PAIRING: yukhei x f!reader (fem body)

GENRE: friends to lovers

note: this story was made through a request made in portuguese, I'm translating to english, but this is not my first language, forgive me for possible errors in writing.

Lucas has hatred of you, he has hatred of the way you occupied his thoughts, the way your physiognomy took over your thoughts, it was as if you had changed address and now you are living within his mind.

He has fire in his eyes, seeing his naked legs in a short, tight dress (he loves dresses, especially on his body). He wanted to touch your body in front of everyone, to be able to put his hands on your waist and say you were his yukhei knew he could at least look at you far away, look at how indecent you were at that.

Black dress, thin jump that made the noise echo all over the hallway on the way to his apartment.

"I'm feeling you eating with your eyes, Lucas. Could you at least wait until we get into your house?"

"i don't want to wait, I want you here and now."

He grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up at a considerable height where his lips were, he's much taller and bigger than you, it was like you were a little ant near him.

"i want you to be rough with me, you can do this for me, can't love?"

Lucas likes to be romantic, he likes to treat you like a princess, but you never liked cute and sweet sex, you wanted him to be aggressive, to leave marks on your ass, to leave you without air of so much strength that he put on you and Lucas as a good passionate man, he would do everything you asked.

He had you on top of his bed, with your legs open to him, it was a sight to admire and Lucas knew that he was lucky for you the most beautiful woman in the world on your bed delivered completely to him.

"do you like when my hands touch your body? Do you like the feeling of feeling small near me"

You just left a low grunt near his ears, he likes how sexy your voice sounds when you're underneath it.

"you are a slut who gets excited with so little, I did not even touch you right and you are all moody, do you want to make a dirt on my fingers"

You couldn't respond, you just squeezed your eyes hard and felt yukhei's long fingers going deep and strong inside of you.

And that was the first time that night that Lucas would make you enjoy for him, it increased his ego, it was like a reward for him. He wanted to know that even if whatever you had was not publicly admitted among your group of friends, in the end it was he who had his face between his legs.

"its taste is so good, you need to feel how delicious you are."

He stretched out his fingers until he got into his mouth, you licked his fingers and when he came back he sucked your pus$y.

"you are so sweet, so tasty, I love you so much."

He had you lay on his bed, with your back arched as he pulled his hair and left his big hand marks on his ass.

"yukhei, I want with more strength, please dear mother go strong".

You asked and he would do that. You like it when it went deep inside you, when it went fast making you cry out of pain and pleasure.

"you like to be my slut, you like when I am mistreating you, even if you are my little princess."

His dick was big for you, it was difficult for him

Put everything and you always asked for more.

"lucas please, deeper."

So he pushed his face against the pillow and went even deeper into you, making you feel the forehead tissue on his lips.

"i'll give you whatever you want."

He was cleaning you now, passing the cloth of the towel on your legs and "accidentally" touching your intimacy, making you all shiver, he let go of a little smile.

"are you feeling good, baby?"

He asked with affection, holding his face and leaving a kiss grazed on his lips.

"you always do me good, yukhei."

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minheeskitten · 5 months

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What I write!

I write Drabbles, Headcanons, MTLs, Reactions and Fics!

Fics are posted to Ao3. And are for member/member only!

You can ask for cross group ships!

Every member asked for must be one i stan.

If a member is a minor i will not do anything but sfw content for them. And i prefer not to write for 05 yet. They need a year to grow up a bit. Though after 05 i may not write for anyone younger. It depends on how i feel when they're old enough.

I reserve the right to say no to anything i do not want to write!

Groups Allowed!

Cravity!

Kingdom! Including Chiwoo!

Ateez!

Drippin!

Mirae!

X1!

Victon!

Onewe!

Oneus!

The Boyz!

Omega X!

Enhypen!

EXO! (No Chen)

Treasure! (Ot12!)

Soloists Allowed!

Ravn!

Woodz!

Lucas!

I reserve the right to alter this list as i see fit!

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gaystayzennie · 1 year

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NSFW Lucas A-Z

(gender neutral/masc reader) Remember that this is purely fictional, and not necessarily an accurate description of the members

*side note that Lucas is one of my ults and if you’re an ot22 this post is NOT for you*

Aftercare (How/ How much)

Honestly forgets about aftercare most of the time. It’s just not really a priority of his.

When you suggest taking a bath together after sex one day though he thinks it’s a great idea and is super eager to do it again the next time you guys sleep together.

Body parts (fav on self and partner)

Lucas knows he’s fucking hot and he’s not shy about it at all. Compliments a different part of himself everyday, and really can you blame him? He’s a work of art for real.

Likewise he’s proud of every part of you and loves to show you off. Expect lots of compliments from him. And he will 100% show you off to all his friends and tell them how hot he thinks you are as loudly as possible to the point that even you find him a bit annoying.

Cum (where/how etc)

I can definitely see Lucas being on the messier side. Whether or not it’s intentional, you’ll end up covered in his cum by the end of the night.

Dirty Secret (wants to try, or embarrassing incident)

Lucas is a very open book and pretty much asks for anything he wants. Always speaks his mind and comes running to you with every secret he has and shares it with you immediately. If there’s anything weird and embarrassing on his mind you’ll be the first to know about it.

Experience

Ok hear me out… I don’t think Lucas is super tuned in to your needs. Like he’s definitely experienced… but he still doesn’t always know what he’s doing. A true golden retriever boy. Super eager to please but needs you to instruct him a little.

Does NOT know where the clit is. Does not know how to properly suck dick. Will need help no matter the gender of his partner.

Favorite Position

Loooooves watching you ride him. He’s proud of his dick so he’s obsessed with seeing you use it to get yourself off. Finds it even hotter when you’re the one doing all the work.

Goofy (how serious/goofy during sex)

Can go either way depending on the day. We all know Lucas can be really goofy so once you guys are in an established relationship he can definitely be a little giggly during sex.

Hair (how groomed + preferences)

I don’t see him shaving at all. Maybe trims it up a little every once in a while to keep things neat down there, but he thinks it looks manlier if he doesn’t do anything. Doesn’t really care whether his partner is shaved at all. Tells you to just do “whatever makes you feel sexy” cuz he thinks you’re hot af either way.

Intimacy (romantic/rough etc.)

Definitely prefers rough sex. Probably thinks that faster = better and you have to explain to hi the difference between “harder” and “faster”.

Constant compliments and praise from him. Always makes sure that you’re feeling good, confident, and loved the whole time.

Jack off (how often)

Probably jacks off daily. Sometimes in the mirror because he likes admiring his body while he does it. Gets the idea to fuck you in front of the mirror after jerking himself off one day.

Kinks

You let him try cockwarming once and he absolutely loved it. He had an impossible time not fucking up into you where you sat in his lap. The excersize help me how do you spell excercize?? in self control just turned him on even more.

Location (fav place)

He loves having you sit in his lap, so he’ll gladly take you to the couch, his bed, or even his desk chair.

Motivation (turn ons)

Like I said before, confidence is a big thing for Lucas. I don’t mean arrogance either, but real true confidence makes you ten million times hotter in his eyes. When you’re really bold and flirty around him he gets hard so fast.

No (turn-offs or wouldn’t be into)

No surprise here, he hates it when you talk badly about yourself. He’s always telling you you don’t give yourself enough credit. It breaks his heart when you insult yourself and definitely kills the vibe for him.

Oral (preferences)

Once you show him how to suck you off he can’t get enough. Worships your dick and loves seeing it twitch as you throw your head back in delight.

Likes receiving too, but not as much because he always feels bad that he’s not pleasuring you.

Pace (how fast/rough)

Fast and rough 9 times out of 10

Quickie (thoughts on quickies)

He likes quickies but you don’t trust him enough to keep it a secret. He’s hella loud and he always comes back with a giant goofy grin on his face so it’s hard to sneak off for quickies with him if you don’t want the members to figure it out when you get back.

Risk (how risky)

Like I said, Lucas is too obvious for you guys to take much risk. He prefers the comfort of his own home anyway though.

Stamina (how long + how many rounds)

Doesn’t last very long and feels bad about it. He won’t stop until you cum too though, so he’ll go multiple rounds if need be.

Toys (own or use any)

Doesn’t own any himself, and doesn’t use them on you. He loves it when you use toys on him though. Most people say he’s a dom, but I think for a male partner especially he’s more of a switch. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t enjoy being played with.

Unfair (how much teasing)

Not much teasing, prefers to be on the receiving end or not at all.

Volume (volume during sex)

Almost annoyingly loud. You have to make sure there’s no one home because his loud ass grunts fill the entire house. have y’all seen that one video where he uses a back massager in a park and starts grunting and moaning?

Wild card

After you compliment his thighs for the hundredth time he tells you “you should ride them if you like them so much”. You happily oblige and find a new mutual favorite activity.

X-ray (length, girth, curve)

Have you seen this man’s hands? They’re freaking m a s s i v e. Big hands mean big feet. Big feet means…

yk the rest of that sentence. Use your imagination.

Yearning (sex drive/ hornieness)

Always down for a good fuck. The type to make sexual comments constantly because he’s horny all the time. Completely unashamed to press his bulge against you while you cuddle to let you know he needs you.

Zzz (how fast to fall asleep after)

He’ll definitely want to sleep after a good fuck. Feels super satisfied with himself and very eager to fall asleep next to or even on top of you pretty much the second you’re done.

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7days · 1 year

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mala conducta ✧wong yukhei

nombre: wong yukhei

titulo: mala conducta

interprete: alexis y fido ft. franco "el gorilla"

palabras: 2134

advertencia!: contenido sexual explícito.

ella caminaba con rapidez por los pasillos de la escuela hasta la salida, su mochila rebotaba en su espalda doliendo, las clases la estaban agotado demasiado, moría por simplemente salir y estar tranquila, al llegar a la reja que los separaba de la libertad, sintió que agarraban su brazo deteniendo el paso por completo, se giró y sin querer su falda se alzó con suavidad sonrojándola a ella y a su compañero de clases, huang renjun.

—(t/n), yo uhm, lo siento, sólo quería preguntar si estás disponible para el viernes hacer el proyecto de comunicación, no tendré entrenamiento de ajedrez así que puedo utilizar ese tiempo libre. — sonrió de forma casi coqueta, soltó el brazo de Ia contraria con suavidad y ella sonrió de inmediato asintiendo, oh, renjun le parecía tan dulce, él era un total nerd sin duda, jamás lo veías sin un libro en los recesos o haciendo tareas que ni siquiera pedían, admitía que era guapo y atento, podría hasta ser el chico perfecto, pero no era su tipo, en lo absoluto.

—¡claro!, me parece perfecto, puedo a esa hora donde ustedes tienen ensayo o entrenamiento, podríamos quedarnos en la escuela en la salida así no hay problema. — se encogió de hombros suavemente, pasó su mano por el cabello arreglándolo y además dejando embobado al alumno, éste carraspeó dejando de lado su nerviosismo para intentar verse un poco más estable socialmente.

—pensaba que sería más cómodo tal vez que fuéramos a mi casa, podríamos pedir algo de comer y hacemos el trabajo, mis padres no estarán, estaríamos realmente cómodos ahí.— sonrió y relamió sus labios, sin embargo (t/n) hizo una mueca de inmediato, no encontraba una buena idea ir a la casa de su compañero sabiendo que renjun lucía bastante enamorado de ella, porque sí, la fémina era torpe y popular pero no tonta. alzó la mirada para fijarse en su compañero, pero detrás de él vio el auto de su chico, relamió sus labios y negó.

— lo siento, pero no puedo ir a tu casa, puedo hacer el proyecto aquí o en la mía, aunque estarán mis padres por supuesto.— lo miró algo inquieta, la mirada fija que tenía puesta lucas sobre ella la hizo sentir pequeña.— y-yo, uhm me están esperando, nos vemos mañana.— dijo con rapidez, le besó la mejilla dejando al contrario un tanto confuso y triste, no le dio tiempo para escuchar respuesta porque se fue corriendo donde su queridísimo novio.

—yukhei, ya habías llegado.— murmuró sonriendo con algo de nerviosismo, él sólo se inclinó para pasar su brazo por la cintura de la muchacha atrayéndola a su cuerpo, tiró el cigarrillo al suelo pisándolo y le besó los labios de forma poco sutil, pero mirando a renjun que los observaba de lejos sorprendido y por sobre todo temeroso, sabía que él sólo le estaba demostrado que nadie podía estar cerca de su novia, no era imbécil, por supuesto que se mantendría alejado de su compañera. abrió la puerta para que ella subiera, luego lo hizo él, cerró con algo de fuerza, no se dio el tiempo de mirarla así que sólo comenzó a conducir.

—no me gusta que estés así de enojado.— ella susurró con cierta dulzura y se removió en el asiento. — él era junnie, mi compañero, sólo quería que fuera a su casa para hacer una tarea, pero me he negado.— dijo con rapidez.— sé que no te agrada que esté a sola con chicos que claramente están enamorados de mi.—

el contrario frunció el ceño y relamió sus labios.— si yo no te negara eso, ¿irías con tu compañero?.— preguntó deteniéndose en el semáforo en rojo y la miró fijo. la menor negó con rapidez sonrojándose y alzando suavemente sus manos dando señas de que se negaba por completo.

— n-no, renjun, es un chico guapo, tienes muchísimos atributos, es el mejor de la clases y gana cada campeonato de ajedrez al que va, es un buen compañero pero yo no podría ir a su casa cuando está solo, es obvio que tiene intenciones que yo no, lucas.— continuó conduciendo cuando el semáforo cambió a verde, con cuidado desabrocho el cinturón de su jeans y bajó la cremallera para sacar su polla, la masajeo de arriba abajo ante la mirada de su novia a un lado, ella sólo pensaba en el castigo que le darían, oh, claro que lo merecía por haber dicho que estaría con su compañero, sólo que se encontraba lejos de disgustarle.

—chupa, ahora.— ordenó cortante y colocó ambas manos en el volante para que (t/n) se encargara de su ahora creciente erección.— cuando lleguemos a mi casa, irás a la habitación sin decir ninguna palabra, ¿escuchaste?.—

la contraria se atrevió a asentir lento, se quitó el cinturón de seguridad y se inclinó para llevarse el falo a su boca chupando con gusto, lucas gimió ante la cálida y húmeda sensación, su pequeña chica lamia el glande de forma única, repartía caricias en los muslos y testículos de éste, no pudo resistirse a subir su falda para deslizar sus dedos por encima de sus bragas, acariciándose.

jadeo alto ante la dura polla que golpeaba lo más profundo de su garganta, quería más, sin embargo, a los pocos segundos lucas estaba quitándole mano de su entrepiernas. él le agarró el cabello con fuerza alzándole la cabeza para que lo mirara.

—no te toques a menos que yo te lo diga, no me jodas, mocosa, no seas más insolente de lo que ya has sido, ni siquiera quiero que nombres a ese compañero tuyo, no quiero tener que castigarte aún peor.— gruñó y estacionó el auto frente a su casa.

—lo siento, merezco cualquier castigo que me des por mi mala conducta.— ella susurró con voz suave y nerviosa. el mayor se acomodó el jeans para bajarse del vehículo, cerró la puerta tras de él furioso, no se dió el tiempo de ayudar a su novia puesto que ella ya había bajado con una sonrisa plasmada en su rostro, por más que lucas quisiera castigarla, azotarle y follarla duro para corregirla, (t/n) lo disfrutaba tanto. como le ordenaron subió de inmediato a la habitación de lucas, el cual se aseguró que no estuviera su compañero y mejor amigo en el lugar, aún así dejó una nota en la mesa mencionando que no interrumpiera.

subió las escaleras ansioso quitándose la chaqueta de cuero, soltó un suave suspiro al entrar, (t/ n) parecía tan cómoda en la cama de rodillas jugando torpemente con sus dedos, él sonrió acercándose hasta quedar a su lado. subió su mano hasta el cuello de la menor, le besó los labios de forma profunda y caliente, repartió algunos besitos por su mejilla y rostro. deslizó su pulgar por sobre el mentón hasta llegar a la boca, la contraria sin resistirse chupó sonriendo pícara, se removió y se recostó en la cama desabrochando su blusa escolar blanca para lanzarla a algún lado de la habitación, jugó con sus senos sin dejar se mirarlo, aún estaba parado a un lado de la cama apreciándola. se sintió demasiado afortunado de tenerla ahí, sólo para él, se deshizo de su jeans y boxers con rapidez, su mano masajeaba su polla creciente y dura, abrió el cajón donde estaba el mueble a un lado, sacó un para girarla quedando de pecho a la cama, agarrar sus manos, juntarlas y atarlas sonriendo con diversión, relamió sus labios por último.

—sé una buena chica.— le ordenó suave al oído. lucas al terminar se acomodó entré sus piernas, subió la falda de la muchacha, gimió bajo e hizo que ella alzara su trasero así bajarle las bragas hasta las rodillas, pasó los dedos por su vulva mojada y no perdió más tiempo cuando se inclinó para pasar su lengua por toda la zona, chupó el clítoris soltando ligeros sonidos característicos, rozaba sin querer su nariz con parte de los labios mayores de la muchacha, quién además no podía dejar se gemir contra las sábanas amortiguando un poco el ruido.

metió dos dedos, los movía hacía adentro y fuera, cada vez aumentaba la rapidez. mierda, él quería follarsela tan duro pero necesitaba darle su merecido. él quitó las falanges de la vagina de (t/n) justo cuando quiso quejarse, fue llenada por completo con la polla de su novio, se aferró a su propia falda que estaba ahí, cubriéndole absolutamente nada.

—mmh, sigue así por favor.— le suplicó en lloriqueo. el vaivén de cadera que hacia se volvió mucho más veloz, tiró su cabeza hacía atrás escuchando como sus testículos golpeaban la piel de ella, cerró sus ojos por unos cortos segundos, tocando aquél punto dulce de (t/n) con rudeza, acariciaba sus muslos de vez en cuando y golpeaba el redondo y suave trasero de la colegiala, ambos gimieron sintiendo como congeniaban a la perfección pero por más que lucas deseara correrse dentro de ella no lo iba a permitir, salió con poca delicadeza, la agarró de los brazos para dejarla boca arriba.

—¡no puedes hacer eso!.— chilló, aunque el mayor la ignoró haciendo a un lado el brasier, se inclinó para dejar húmedos besos ahí y pasar su lengua por alrededor de los pezones erectos.— yukhei, por favor, quiero correrme, no me hagas esto.— gimió al sentir aún las acaricias que le daban en su cuerpo.

la polla de lucas bombeaba y estaba dura a más no poder, el roce le dolía y es que verla ahí exigiéndole le encantaba, agarró otra de las vendas negras que tenía y se la colocó en los ojos, veía, por supuesto, pero no mucho, lo suficiente como para saber que ahora él rebuscaba algo en su cajón.

—ugh, te amo pero eres detestable, quiero correrme, estoy segura que renjun me utilizaría mucho mejor que tú en negarme mi maldito orgasmo.— gruñó dejando totalmente molesto al contrario.

pero oh, bingo, el vibrador que utilizaban en ocasiones lo había encontrado, ladeo su cuello haciendo sonar un par de huesos y se acercó nuevamente, ya había escuchado suficiente como para hacerlo sentir furioso.

—pensaba en negarte el orgasmo y ser el único que se corra en ésta habitación, pero eres tan irrespetuosa, grosa y zorra, que te mereces todos los orgasmo del mundo.— le agarró las mejillas para que sus rostros quedaran juntos.— ahora vas a quedar feliz, dios, nena, renjun jamás te hará sentir de ésta manera.— su voz había sonado peligrosamente sutil, encendió el vibrador, lo posicionó encima del clítoris, luego jugó con su glande en la entrada de la vagina de (t/n), rozaba cada parte con la de él, sin siquiera entrar la menor se corrió llenando el lugar con gemidos ahogados.

—¿tan rápido?.— cuestionó lucas negando que de un momento a otro introdujo su polla en la contraria. comenzó a embestirla, su única mano libre la llevaba su muslo o cintura dándose un poco más de firmeza, jadeó alto ante las cosquillas de su vientre bajo anunciando su clímax, acomodó un poco el vibrador cuando llegó, no obstante, no se detuvo. quitó su polla con cuidado, viendo como el semen salía chorreante de la cavidad, (t/n) soltó un pequeño gritó y se removió de la cama.

otro orgasmo atravesaba su fino cuerpo, lucas suspiro y le quitó la venda de los ojos alzando un poco el aparato, dándole tiempo de relajación.

—estuvo bien, ¿cierto?.— preguntó y recibió un asentimiento lento.— me alegra, porque tendrás más.— sonrió y ella se sorprendió, él se inclinó besándole los labios y rozando sus cuerpo, bajó su gran mano para la entrepiernas, metió dos de sus dedos de golpe sobresaltándola y a él ensuciándose de su propio líquido, pasó su pulgar por la parte superior tocando lo más sensible, la masturbó rápidamente haciéndola llegar a los cortos segundos al tercer orgasmo de la tarde. agotada mordió su labio inferior y sus manos por fin eran liberadas, lucas se iba a levantar para tomar una merecida ducha pero fue de tenido.

—déjame montarte, mi amor.— (t/n) lo miró y éste río.

—jamás te cansas.— suspiro y se recostó en la cama agarrándola de la cintura para colocarla encima de su cadera, la menor agarró la polla de lucas para introducirla en sí misma, gimió y se apoyó en su pecho.— yo quiero domarte, pero maldición, eso es lo que gusta.— le dijo mientras su novia sin prestarle mucha atención movía su cadera dándole rápidos sentones, que la dejaban con ganas de más.

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misswoozi · 1 year

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So whenever I get drunk, I feel the need to suck on fingers (not usually in a sexual way, but sometimes yes), whether my own or someone else’s. Who in nct is similar?

(in a sexual way, at least) sober Taeyong, drunk Jeno, high Lucas 👀

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jaesonderulo · 1 year

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#lucas smut #nct lucas smut #lucas wong #wayv smut #nct127 smut #johnny suh smut

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jungwnies · 2 years

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wong lucas | masterlist

key bank:

[♡] fluff [☆] smut [♕] angst

pda w/ lucas [♡]

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mo-ali-m · 1 year

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Yukhei era completamente apaixonado por você e jamais escondeu isso. Adorava admirar sua figura pequena ao lado dele, te acariciar como se fosse um pequeno bebê, abraçar e beijar a todo momento. Era um príncipe para a princesinha dele. Quando se tratava de você não havia meio termo, ele te amava muito e demonstrava sem medo nenhum, seja em palavras ou ações. Era tudo sobre você, em grandes quantidades de amor e delicadeza.

A menos que ele estivesse irritado, aí este se tornava outro homem...seu irreconhecível homem.

Seria uma surpresa completamente assustadora se as pessoas de fora do teu relacionamento vissem essa cena. Yukhei estava transtornado, completamente fora de si e a situação piorava a cada vez que ele se recordava do modo como seu companheiro de trabalho havia falado contigo quando ele foi buscá-la no final do seu expediente. A voz melosa, os olhares transparecendo todas as sórdidas intenções e você não fazia nada, simplesmente olhava-o sem expressão nenhuma. Como se não estivesse surpresa com aquilo, como se....

— Acontece sempre, não é? — segurou seu pescoço, os quadris ainda arremetendo-se em você. Bruto, furioso — Não é!?

Sem resposta, apenas os olhos marejados sabe-se lá do que, frustração pela tortura da privação do orgasmo que estava tendo há minutos até ele entrar em ti, ou medo pela reação diante de sua resposta. Mas no fundo ele sabia, o mesmo corpo que o recebia tão bem o dava as respostas necessárias, ele reconhecia os sinais da sua hesitação e principalmente: Os motivos dela.

Os pelos do corpo arrepiados, a afobação com que sua perna circulava os quadris dele em busca de mais contato, ou até sua falta de descrição em mudar de assunto pedindo, diga-se implorando, para que ele te fodesse do jeito que sempre fazia ao invés de respondê-lo.

Era exatamente essas coisas que o tiravam do sério e obrigavam que o chinês tomasse duras atitudes.

— É isso então, né? Não adianta ficar com essa cara de...de...de puta pra cima de mim porque não vai colar! — afastou as mãos de você até encontrar seu telefone, ligou a câmera e começou a gravar seu corpo nu em meio aos lençóis mal arrumados. Era ciumento demais e algumas vezes queria de todas as formas provar pra todos que você era dele, e apenas dele, mesmo que tivesse que expor algumas coisinhas — Não queria me contar da situação e ainda manteve contato com ele, queria o que, atenção? Pois vai ter...olha pra cá e diz a quem você pertence, vamos , anda logo!

"O que? Vergonha uma hora dessas?" Questionou ao te ver colocar as mãos sobre o rosto, as bochechas vermelhas de tesão e vergonha. " Não, não, linda, agora a gente vai gravar essa belezinha pra ele ver que você já está ótima comigo, seu namorado, e não precisa de mais ninguém além de mim" virou a câmera rapidamente para si, filmando o próprio rosto " e do meu pau, nada mais." Capturou também o pênis te alargando, indo e vindo de forma lenta, te abrindo, preenchendo, dominando sua entrada pulsante e encharcada, ondulando os quadris até arrancar de você um gemido alto e agudo.

"Quer que eu pare? Então fala..." abaixou até a altura do seu rosto, suas mãos se afastando até a face ruborizada ser exposta. " A você...pertenço a você, e é só você que eu quero" enlaçou o pescoço do homem sorridente como você estava agora, cheios de malícia " É só você que pode me tocar assim, me comer desse jeito tão gostoso....eu não quero mais nada além disso".

— É mesmo? — colocou a câmera sob o travesseiro, em um ângulo de imagem ótima pra vocês.

— É...quer dizer — puxou-o para mais e mais perto, as coxas trabalhando duramente para quase fundi-lo à você, insatisfeita com os movimemtos torturantes do mesmo, ansiosa — Quero gozar, amor...

Ah, o ego dele era amaciado todas as vezes que lembrava como você precisava dele pra isso, porque na visão dele você era fraca demais pra conseguir se dar prazer suficiente sozinha. Por isso ele sorriu, como um cretino orgulhoso que era, antes de segurá-la com ainda mais força, o bastante para marcá-la por dias, e te dar o que você queria. Te destruir, desmanchá-la em um prazer que só ele te dava, mostrar para o cara que te queria que as chances dele eram zero.

Yukhei era o seu dono e provaria isso a qualquer custo.

#moa_lim #moa lim imagines #imagines nct br #imagines WayV #yukhei #nct lucas #lucas wayv #yukhei smut #smut #lucas smut #ptbr #queria um desse na minha vida

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wincumdump · 3 months

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#winwin smut #nct smut #wayv smut #lucas smut

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gureumcityrecs · 2 years

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wong yukhei

wayv masterlist

| ☁ personal fav |

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#nct #wayv #wong yukhei #lucas #lucas angst #lucas fluff #lucas smut #lucas oneshot #lucas fanfic #nctzen #czennies #wayzenni

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todo7roki · 2 years

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vc tá aceitando pedido ? pq eu queria um smut do yukhei sabe daquelES PERFEITO ent pfv só arrasa viu , pode ser +18 junto com fofura n sei descrever bem 😓😓 mais pode ser tipo de q ele é alto até demais e ela baixa pra ele 🫣

700 POR HORA - (WYK).

conteúdo: smut, aftercare(cuidados posteriores), sexo de ódio, oral (f! recebendo), puxões de cabelo, menção de asfixia, hardsex (a leitora gosta, mas o yukhei é romântico), torção de tamanho, dirtytalk (yukhei é muito falante), dedilhado.

emparelhamento: yukhei x f!leitor (corpo feminino)

gênero: amigos para amantes (em segredo)

notas: eu estava a um tempo sem postar nada e isso me deixou um pouco triste, porém eu mesmo cansada eu vou me esforçar para postar algumas coisinhas pois isso me deixa feliz :)

espero que tenha te agradado anon :)

obrigado pelos 500 seguidores, amo vocês!!

Lucas tem ódio de você, ele tem ódio do modo que você ocupou os pensamentos dele, a maneira que sua fisionomia tomou conta de seus pensamentos, era como se você tivesse mudado de endereço e agora está morando dentro da mente dele.

ele tem fogo nos olhos, ao ver suas pernas nuas em um vestido curto e apertado (ele ama vestidos, especialmente em seu corpo). Ele queria tocar em seu corpo na frente de todos, poder colocar as mãos em sua cintura e falar que você era dele, mas yukhei sabia que ele podia no mínimo te olhar de longe, olhar o quão indecente você estava naquele vestido preto, salto fino que fazia o barulho ecoar por todo corredor no caminho do apartamento dele.

— Eu estou sentindo você me comendo com os olhos, Lucas. Você poderia pelo menos esperar até o momento em que entrarmos no seu apê?

— Eu não quero esperar, eu quero te comer aqui mesmo.

Ele te agarrou pela cintura e te levantou em uma altura considerável em que seus lábios se encontravam, ele é bem mais alto e bem maior que você, era como se você fosse uma pequena formiga perto dele.

— Eu quero que você seja bruto comigo, você pode fazer isso por mim, não pode amor?

Lucas gosta de ser romântico, ele gosta de te tratar como uma princesa e te colocar em um pedestal, mas você nunca gostou de sexo fofo e meloso, você queria que ele fosse agressivo, que deixasse marcas em sua bunda, te deixasse sem ar de tanta força que ele colocava em você e Lucas como um bom homem apaixonado, ele faria tudo que você pedisse.

Ele tinha você em cima da cama dele, com as pernas abertas para ele, era uma visão de se admirar e Lucas sabia que era sortudo por ter a mulher mais bela do mundo sobre a sua cama e entregue completamente a ele.

— Você gosta quando as minhas mãos tocam o seu corpo? Você gosta da sensação de se sentir pequena perto de mim?

Você apenas deixou um grunhido baixo perto dos ouvidos dele, ele gosta de como sua voz soa sexy quando você está embaixo dele.

— Você é uma vagabunda que fica excitada com tão pouco, eu nem toquei em você direito e você já está toda molhada, você quer fazer uma sujeira nos meus dedos?

Você não conseguia responder, apenas apertava seus olhos com força e sentia os dedos longos de yukhei indo fundo e forte dentro de você.

E aquela era a primeira vez naquela noite que Lucas faria você gozar para ele, isso aumentava o ego dele, era como um prêmio para ele. Ele gostava de saber que mesmo que, seja lá o que vocês tinham, não fosse assumido publicamente entre o seu grupo de amigos, no final era ele que estava com o rosto entre suas pernas.

— O seu gosto é tão bom, você precisa sentir o quão deliciosa você é.

Ele esticou seus dedos até chegar na sua boca, você lambeu os dedos dele e quando ele voltava a chupar sua buceta.

— Você é tão doce, tão gostosa, eu te amo tanto.

Ele tinha você deitada sobre a cama dele, com as costas arqueadas enquanto ele puxava seu cabelo e deixava marcas da sua grande mão na sua bunda.

— Yukhei, eu quero com mais força, por favor querido vai mãe forte.

Você pediu e ele faria isso. Você gosta quando ele ia fundo dentro de você, quando ele ia rápido fazendo você chorar de dor e de prazer.

— Você gosta de ser minha vadia, você gosta quando eu estou maltratando você, mesmo que você seja minha princesinha.

O pau dele era grande para você, era difícil ele colocar tudo e você sempre pedia por mais.

— Lucas por favor, mais fundo.

Então ele empurrou seu rosto contra o travesseiro e foi ainda mais fundo dentro de você, fazendo você sentir o tecido da fronha nos seus lábios.

— Eu dou tudo que você quiser.

Ele estava te limpando agora, passando o tecido da toalha nas suas pernas e "acidentalmente" tocando em sua intimidade, fazendo você ficar toda arrepiada, ele soltou um pequeno sorriso.

— Você está se sentindo bem, baby?

Ele perguntou com carinho, segurando seu rosto e deixando um beijo molhado nos seus lábios.

— Você sempre me faz bem, Yukhei.

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#todo7roki #smut #nct smut #wayv smut #lucas smut #yukhei smut #wong yukhei #wayv imagines #lucas imagines #nct #🌶️; todo7roki pt br.#☁️; anon.

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dopelavender · 2 years

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stranger things fans after the illegal events of vol. 2

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misswoozi · 2 years

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kinda wanna hear about this lucas x hendery situation that couch fucking anon brought up 😏

It would be something SO CASUAL like this, bro. They'd be on the couch together while everyone is away, watching movies, drinking a little. Lucas is kind of a cuddly guy and Hendery is okay with it. But cuddling kinda quickly turns to groping and that becomes kissing and that becomes fucking.

#hendery smut #lucas smut #hencas smut #wayv smut #nct smut #I love you bye #Thank you!

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inklore · 10 months

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just a taste

premise: meeting luca after work doesn't usually end up with the two of you in an intense lip lock, both of you knowing once you start it's hard to stop. but that's what offices are for, right?

pairing: luca x (f)reader

word count: 3.1k

contents: literally barely any plot here, oral (f rec), unprotected p in v, coming inside, established relationship, doing it at the workplace, teasing, dirty talk, pet names.

note: i know the bare minimum about this man because i’ve never seen the bear but those tattoos, the accent, the hair?? fill me like an eclair is all i have to say ok!

The cool breeze of the night air almost makes you regret not just heading straight home and slipping under the steam of a nice long shower and grabbing the first blanket you see on the sofa and planting yourself there for the rest of the night. Await your boyfriend's arrival under the comfort of cotton and cushion that he’ll surely plop down next to you on after he’s kicked off his shoes. His cold fingers finding you under the blanket to pull you close to his side, a string of kisses pressed along the side of your neck before finding your lips. The smell of yeast and sugar—embedded in his skin at this point—making you bury your nose into his collarbone.

But this was a ritual for the both of you.

You finishing your studies and then meeting him after work.

The two of you walking home together, barely making it through the threshold of your place before lips and clothes were being pressed together and thrown to the floor. Luca’s soft laugh at needing to shower. Thus always leading to your face pressed into the wall of the shower and Luca’s fingers digging into your hips as he thrust inside of you.

So that nibble of regret doesn’t last long when you come to a stop in front of his work. The makings of anticipation pull at the corner of your mouth as you grab your phone from your bag and start to text him to let him know you’re out front.

A text that’s barely on the last word when the breeze of the door is hitting you and making you look up, “you can go in. He's in the back.” a co-worker you’ve met a dozen times, but his name slips your mind as you give him an appreciative smile and thank him as you slip through the doors as he walks out.

You could enter the kitchen a dozen times—a million, a billion—your nose filling with that sweet aroma, Luca bent over a table, a dish, fingers deep in a ball of dough, the monochromatic uniform making his tattoos stand out on his skin like the most beautiful canvas, and you’d never get over the view.

Over how your insides react when you see him in his element.

See him doing what he loves.

It’s like the first time every time.

Just like the first time he dragged you into the kitchen after your tenth date. Showing you his own version of paradise. His love. His joy. The way his face lit up when your eyes brightened when you bit into the scone he had made—saved—for you. The euphoric sweetness a good dessert can do to one's brainstem is still a scientific mystery to you, but you’d gladly leave the research to the experts if you could experience it forever.

Taste Luca’s creations forever.

That memory seems like ages ago. Now well into two years of your relationship.

Nothing seems to fade with Luca.

Your first times feeling just as tortuous to your fluttering insides as the tenth or twentieth time around.

It knocks you off kilter in the best way.

And when you look over at Luca after dropping off your bag and sweater in an open chair, you can not help but laugh when he finally looks up from cleaning off the surfaces of the metal tables and that stone look of him being in chef mode falls from the creases of his face and his features melt into something soft.

He doesn’t say anything until his arm is around your midsection, drawing you in. “Hi, beautiful.” He smiles as your lips meet in a long kiss. Kissing you as if he hasn’t seen you in days, as if he has spent the entire day waiting for this moment and this moment alone. “How was your day?”

“Not as good as it is now,” you tease. Hand in the back of his hair, pulling his mouth back to yours.

The hum that makes your lips buzz and that lands on your tongue as he backs you up so your back is pressed into the doorframe makes anything you could tell him about what happened in your day lackluster. Incomparable. How could you possibly think of anything worthwhile—how could anything be as worthwhile—as his tongue moving along your bottom lip, his hand at the side of your neck, his thumb rubbing a small circle into your skin?

It couldn’t.

"Let me finish cleaning up," he smirks. Thumb and pointer reaching for your chin, squeezing it, luring you in for one last kiss before returning to cleaning and leaving you dazed in the doorway.

And if you didn’t know how seriously Luca takes this, from the ritual of making pastries to maintaining a stern, clean kitchen, you would tell him to hurry. Complaining that it is not fair for him to kiss you like that and then make you wait for him to finish, but the payoff was always worth the wait. And you love Luca’s love for his craft. Love him in this element—watching him and seeing him go into that little part of his brain that makes him go into boss mode.

The stern gentleness of it all.

It’s breathtaking to watch.

It’s art.

He’s art.

So that’s what you do.

You push off the doorframe and enter further into the kitchen just to watch him.

“How was your day?” You ask while watching him write on the white board in the corner.

“Good. We got a new guy who came in.”

“Is he any good?”

“Better than he thinks he is.”

“I bet you brought out his best. You always do.” You smile at him when you watch him shrug off the compliment, not missing the twitch of the corner of his mouth. Ever so modest.

Wordlessly, he puts the cap back on the marker and sets it against the metal of the board, walking over to one of the refrigerators and pulling out a small bowl of something green and white.

Something that looks too beautifully crafted to eat, let alone eaten by someone who might not fully understand what went into making something so decadent—something that looks like it would be served to someone with a gold card, not someone who eats boxed mac and cheese for dinner twice a week (which Luca always tries to make fancier than Kraft ever could).

Luca hands you a spoon, “told him the only critic that mattered was sharing a bed with me.” You make a face, the both of you knowing how outlandish that sounds when the food genius himself is standing in front of you. The critic who mattered to a lot of people more than the girl who was sharing his bed.

But it still brings a smile to your face.

“Did he think you were utterly insane for such a statement? I think eating greasy takeout two nights in a row is five star dining.”

He chuckles, “you’re the only critic that matters to me.” His palms come down on the edge of the metal table between you as he leans against it. “The only important one at least. Try it.”

The swoop that runs through you from his words, from his eagerness to hear your thoughts on a dessert you do not even know the name of, but know you will appreciate more than anyone else because it came from someone he admires, makes your cheeks heat up.

And when it touches your tongue, when that euphoric sweetness overcomes your tastebuds, you don’t think the English dictionary could come in handy with describing the taste. The goodness of it. Compliments, which you know Luca and his fellow chefs have heard many times before and then some. But still bring that artist's joy to their chests when your eyes widen and you look at them in something akin to shock.

The moan you let out makes him grin.

“Good?”

“Is he single?”

“Oh, that’s how it is, huh?” His arms cross over his chest, a playful brow raised.

You take another bite of the dessert, “I think you might want to start looking for another job.”

“And a girlfriend?”

You nod, “with something that tastes this good, I would give him my social security number easily. Oh my god.” You dramatically moan around the spoon, the action doing little to hide the simpering look on your face.

“Here I thought I was the only one who could make you spill such confidential secrets.” Luca strides across the table, coming to stand at your back. His lips pressing against the back of your neck and the top of your shoulder.

Finding its home where your collarbone meets the junction of your throat, where he lets his warm breath blow against the known sensitivity there, then presses his lips to it. Making your back push into his front, your body melting against him.

A soft noise lays dormant at the tail end of your throat, making a ghost of a smirk etch against your skin from his mouth as he murmurs, “and the only one who can make those noises come out of you.”

Your voice is breathy when you say, “so much for being humble.”

"When it’s the truth, I do not need to be humble." His lips trailing to your ear, fingers running up the back of your exposed thighs, pulling up your skirt until they are at the apex of your hip, skating forward and close to your clothed mound. “Am I wrong? Should we see?”

The spoon in your hand lucky you don’t have superhuman strength because it would be crushed in your grip right now.

Luca’s fingers splay themselves across your pelvis, toying with the top of your underwear. “Hmm, awfully quiet now. Where’d my mouthy girl go?” An airy chuckle tickles your ear as he lets it out, “humbled are you?”

There’s a teasing sneer forming on your mouth before it does a 180 and morphs into an ‘o’ as Luca’s fingers push into your underwear, the pad running through the clear as day arousal that’s been making your thighs clench uncomfortably since your kiss in the doorway.

When the finger moves against your clit there's no covering up the gasps that fall from your lips. Or the way your ass grinds against the erection that’s pressing up against it.

“Who’s humble now?” He teases. A cheeky grin on his face when he pulls his hand out from your underwear, bringing his finger to his lips and sucking it into his mouth. Making your cheeks heat even more when you turn to look at him. Your teasing turns needy as you give him that look, the one that always makes him drop whatever he is doing and have his body on yours within seconds.

You both know that making it home now will feel ten times longer. Ten times more agonizing in the cool air with your warming bodies.

With you soaking your underwear and him hard against his zipper.

So when he says “office”, all you can do is chew on your bottom lip in eagerness as you make a beeline towards it. Luca closer behind you than you expect when you hear the door shut seconds after you’ve entered and his mouth immediately on yours, your ass hoisted onto the nearest surface.

Luca’s fingers making quick work to pull down your underwear, your skirt bunched at your hips. You fully expect him to pull himself up from his knees after slipping the lace from your ankle and tossing it to the floor. You expect him to come back up and slide inside of you quick and easy, but instead he’s trailing kisses and bites into your thighs.

Blue eyes look up into yours, and he must see the need in them—that glint that tells him all you want is for him to be inside of you right now. The heady woes of foreplay just torture at this point.

His teeth sink harder into your flesh, making you gasp. “I’ve worked hard all day; don’t I deserve a treat? A taste of the best dessert out there.”

And how could you argue with that?

You can’t.

Not when his tongue runs from the bite mark in your skin to your wetness. Spreading you around him as he licks a stripe up your pussy. Your grip on the metal your ass is under hard and tight enough to leave marks against your palm.

And as crude as it makes you sound, as obscene and cocky as it comes off your lips, you will never hold back from telling Luca that his talent as a chef will never outweigh how good he is with his mouth and cock.

He’s multi-talented and it’s a blessing and a curse to your insides.

“Oh, fuck. Luca,” your head hangs between your shoulders. Your fingers in his hair, the heel of your shoe pressed against his back—his apron long gone, leaving him in that navy blue—his fingers digging into the side of your thighs as he keeps you against his mouth.

The mouth that’s switching between sucking your clit between his lips and rolling his tongue against it. Eating you like you’re the best dessert his tongue has ever had the pleasure of tasting.

It never takes him long to get you there. To make your chest heave and your nerve endings light up, as if they are about to make you panic from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure that is completely taking over your body.

His fingers have created beautiful, mouth watering food, just as they’ve made you completely lose your mind. Your legs shaking around his head. Your back involuntarily bows until it hits the metal surface of the desk you’re perched on.

It’s when he slips two fingers inside of you that you completely lose it. The sob that pulls itself from your lungs feels red-hot in your throat as your fingers grip the strands of his blonde hair as you come against his mouth. Your hips riding out your high. Rolling against his tongue in a languid way, drawing out the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Your body still reeling and alight with that desire-train that still has it wanting more. That heavy ache between your legs that wants to be filled. To be fucked by something bigger and thicker than a finger.

Your mouth comes down on the tabasco tattoo below Luca’s wrist in a gentle kiss, one of your favorites of his, when his hand comes to cup the back of your head to pull you up to him.

His thumb runs from your cheek to your chin, where he pushes it up, so you’re looking up at him and he’s looking down at you as he stands between your legs. Your nails run along the tattoos along his arms, up his bicep, and to the nape of his neck. A fire burning in his eyes when your fingers run between the strands back there.

“Tell me,” he says close to your lips. He’s checking in. Seeing if you’re too spent for his cock, seeing if there's more you want. If you want to wait until you get home. If you’re ready for him now.

“It’d be cruel to not fuck me now.” You say it in a half-tease-half-serious tone.

“Ooh,” he murmurs against your mouth, his tongue clicking against his teeth. “I don’t want to be cruel.” You can feel his other hand move between the two of you, undoing the button of his pants and messing with the zipper until he’s pulling himself out of them, hard and leaking. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t give my girl what she so desperately needs?”

Luca smirks when you laugh into his mouth, “the worst kind.”

With one last kiss, lick, and nip at your lower lip, he’s rubbing the tip of his cock against your clit, making your thighs shake. Nails dig into his skull as he soaks up your oversensitivity to coat himself before going lower and slipping inside of you in one slow, fluid motion.

Your mouth hung open at the stretch, and your breath caught in your lungs. Your foreheads resting against each other as you let your walls accommodate his girth, both of your breaths heavy. The pounding you can feel between your legs—that you’re not sure is coming from him or you or something more poetic and overwhelming like your conjoined bodies aching as one, like a heartbeat aches for a chest cavity when it’s torn from a body.

The two of you need this.

Need each other.

When Luca starts moving, you know the two of you are both completely fucked. Spent and so full of desire that you know your time in this office is just the start of a long night of tangled limbs and wet mouths.

The sounds you are making against each other's mouth are breathy and intoxicating. His tongue in your mouth swallows every mewl and moan he coaxes from your body with each stroke of his cock.

His fingers find the back of your head again, not allowing you to even think about leaving his mouth.

You think you see stars when his palm finds the back of your thigh and pulls your leg higher on his hips. Think you could let this man completely consume you, and you’d still never be satisfied. Never get over how good it feels to feel his hips drive deeper into you, to feel the head of his cock hit that spot inside of you that makes his name roll off your tongue like a prayer.

“Who’s pussy is it, baby?”

"Mm'fuck," you are not sure if he is still playing the game of you leaving him for the new chef or if his filthy mouth is attempting to completely destroy you—which is nothing new when he has you coating and tightening around his cock like this.

When you say his name, when you whine it into his mouth like a pathetic desperation, the erotic noise that it’s met with makes you cling to him tighter. Makes you press yourself closer to him. The movement makes the outside of his pants grind against your clit.

“So beautiful,” Luca murmurs. The octave of his voice grows lower and choppy with heavy breaths the closer he gets. Neither of you lasts much longer when his pace picks up. The grip the two of you have on each other is hard and rough, enough to tear and leave marks that you’ll later kiss with gentle lips, unlike the passion that’s coming through with the hard kisses your mouths are giving as you both come.

“How’d I get so lucky?” He breathes into your mouth, twisting your insides even more.

#luca x reader #will poulter x reader #luca the bear #will poulter smut #luca smut #luca x you #luca the bear x you #the bear #the bear fanfiction #will poulter x you #the bear fx #the bear one shot #will poulter fic #the bear x reader #will poulter #adam warlock smut #luca one shot #the bear imagine

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