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ellieslittlewh0re · 9 months

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𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)

* ೃ⁀➷ part 1 - part 2 - part 3

pairing - farmers daughter! reader x farmhand! ellie

summary - ellies willpower gets tested

additional tags - shy/loser! ellie, promiscuous! but inexperienced reader, masturbation/wet dream mention, cowboy boot wearing els, eventual smut, sexual tension, mutual pinning blah blah blah

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You stirred in your sleep, darkness still cast over the sky. You tossed and turned, trying to get a couple more hours of sleep in before the day started, but you couldn't- the aching in your tummy growing harder to ignore.

You push your hips further down into the pillow that sat between your thighs, grinding down on it. A soft whimper seeps through your lips, growing more desperate.

Imagines of Ellie that last time you saw her clouded your unaware mind, sweat gleamed her cheeks, slightly red from the sunburn, and how she ditched the button-up, leaving her in a white tank top stained with dirt and rust.

In your sleepy fog, you turn over on your tummy, holding the pillow in place beneath you. Your nightgown bunched up from your rustling, settling around your waist, leaving your white cotton panties exposed to the moon.

"Mm-fhm e-ellie." You whimper, drool pooling onto your floral pattern sheets beneath you.

You looked pathetic, humping your pillow, eyes still shut, and a cease between your eyebrows. It was lazy and sloppy, but it's not your fault since you were still technically sleeping, having a wet dream about your daddy's little helper.

It was deprived and sick. I mean, you've only just met her, and you've never even had sex before, so what's so special about some girl you barely knew?

Your head didn't know, but your body did. You craved her- in a fucked up sort of primal way, the same way animal instincts work during the spring, eager to find a mate and reproduce.

You felt empty, and only she could fix that.

The morning greeted you how it always did, sunshine flooding your window and the songs of birds ringing loudly outside.

You rub your eye with the back of your hand, looking around slightly confused. You don't remember what you did, the sheets in disarray more than usual, and the damp patch in your panties seemed to help you remember.

"Shit." You mumble, stumbling out of bed and tugging your panties down and over your legs. You dig through your drawer, pulling out a clean pair as your fathers voice called to you from the bottom of the stair.

"Y/n, I need to run into town, I'll be back in a few hours. Ellie's here in case anything happens."

Even though you were technically an adult- your father never liked to leave you home alone for too long- too scared of something happening to his precious daughter.

"Okay~" you yell back in a sing-songy tone- basically, it was your best attempt to sound like you weren't as panicked as you were.

You change your clothes, throwing on some denim shorts and a cropped baby tee since you were too tired for "first impressions" bullshit.

You make your way down the stairs, the soft pattering of your socks went unnoticed to the unaware Ellie who was standing in the living room, observing the collage of pictures that decorated the walls.

"Good morning, Ellie."

Your soft, slightly groggy voice made her turn around. Her eyes immediately take notice of the lack of a bra under your thin shirt and the strip of skin showing between the bottom hem of your top and the waistband of your shorts.

"M-mornin', doll." She clears her throat, looking back to the pictures to hide the fact she was absolutely falling apart in your presence.

You however, we're better at hiding it than she was. It was painfully obvious that Ellie was worked up about something, and you knew it was you.

You were kind of used to it- the admiration, that is, being in such a small town, the pickings were slim, and it just so happens that everyone in town agreed that you were by far the prettiest thing on this side of the Mississippi River.

"Have you eaten?" You asked, already passing under the archway into the kitchen and pouring yourself a cup of coffee.

"Uh- no, not yet."

Ellie follows your lead like a dog, making her way into the kitchen to sit in a barstool that over saw the kitchen, giving her a first row view of all your movements.

"Good- let me make you breakfast, I can make a mean pancake."

Ellie stutters to interfere, not wanting to bother you to do such a thing for her, but you insist- claiming she needed some meat on her bones.

You even poured her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice since she refused the coffee.

Ellie's face was bright red upon seeing you all done up, "real housewife type," she thought. Your little apron hanging loosely around your neck, the strings wrapping around your waist, accentuating the curve of your hips just right, and how your hair danced over your back as you mixed the batter.

She could get used to this- seeing you every day and the little outfits you wore that made her head spin. She ached for you the same way you ached for her, but she'd never let herself give into her desires, not unless- you gave in first.

"What did daddy need to go into town fr'?" You asked, placing the plate in front of Ellie before sitting down beside her on the empty barstool.

Ellie observes the plate, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the amount of food- a stack of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and not forgetting the bacon, of course.

She thought, for a second, you were trying to kill her or give her a heart attack at the very least.

"Uh- said something about needing some parts for the tractor-" She picks up the fork and knife and begins to cut into the food.

"Thank you, doll, you didn't have to do all this for me."

"Hush- don't you start, I did it because I wanted too." You smile at her, taking a bite of your pancake, licking the syrup clean off the fork.

Ellie almost choked on her own food. Surely, you were doing this on purpose; to make her life a living hell- or maybe, some sort of sex fantasy that only her dreams could muster.

She awkwardly laughs out of discomfort, directing her eyes to the food in front of her incase you actually do give her a heart attack with your little antics.

You two chatted while you ate- well, mostly you chatted- Ellie being too scared to make a sound to direct attention on her- just silently agreeing with whatever words came out of your mouth.

She watched you though- in between bites. You had her wrapped around your little finger, even if she didn't know it.

You had her exactly where you wanted her.

You knew she'd notice how your tongue wetted your lips or how the syrup started to drip down you chin.

"Oh.. you got a little- here." She dropped the silverware, her hand coming up to your face as she took her thumb and wiped the sticky substance away before putting it in her mouth, tasting the sweet molasses on her taste buds.

Your eyes linger on her lips, darkening with your growing insatiable hanger. Ellie's face immediately lit up in embarrassment, regretting the gesture altogether. She was painfully unaware of what she just did- just trying to help you is all.

"Sorry.., sorry- I dunno why I did that." She awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the nape of neck with her hand.

"Don't be sorry, els- I really appreciate havin' you around- don't know what I'd do without you." You found your voice to be; sickeningly sweet when Ellie was around, but you couldn't help it when you could tell how much of an effect it had on her.

You pat her thigh before dragging it away, making sure she can really feel your touch through her jeans as you grab both of the plates and take them to the sink.

Ellie swallowed the rest of her juice in one gulp, her mind at war if she should make an excuse that she had to leave because if she didn't? She didn't know what she might end up doing to you.

But it was already too late, you were quickly grabbing her hand and dragging her out of the kitchen.

"Come upstairs- wanna show you my room."

Ellie was fucked.

You open the door, holding your arm out as a soft "ta-da" leaves your lips. You fall into your bed, flipping onto your stomach with your ankles crossed, slightly swaying in the air.

Ellie hesitantly; takes a step into the room, still holding onto the door handle in case she needed an escape plan.

"Uh.. why are we up here?" She cracks a nervous smirk, looking around at the new environment.

"I wanted to show you my room-" you slightly pout, your hands tucking under your chin.

"Whaddya think?"

Ellie takes a second- looking around at the room and down to you, her eyes pausing at the curve of your back that dips into your ass.

Fuck- daisy duke shorts might be her kryptonite.

"It's- uh... it's very girly." Her hand leaves the handle as she takes a few more steps into the room, looking more closely at the pictures and paintings that decorated your walls.

"Do you not like it?" You pout some more, flipping onto your back with your knees propped up, making it even harder for Ellie as your cropped shirt rises more on your torso, dangerously close to exposing the undercurve of your breasts.

Ellie takes a seat at the edge of the bed, her head turning to look at your horizontal position over her shoulder.

"It suits you, doll."

Your hand comes up to play with the fabric of her sleeve. In Ellie's eyes- it seemed absentmindedly- like it didn't mean anything on your behalf, and she was getting worked up for nothing, but you knew exactly what you were doing- carefully calculating every little thing you did when Ellie was around.

"Why do you always call me that?" You softly chuckle, fixating your eyes on your hand that slipped to the exposed skin of her forearm- just lightly traces shapes over the faded ink.

Ellie tenses under your touch- her boxers tightening under her jeans.

"Because you look like one." She said barely above a whisper, her voice; coarse, and it dug into your chest.

Silence filled the space between you two besides the soft rustling of the trees outside your window. Your hand moves to her back as you drag your nails lightly across it.

You were testing her limits, wanting to see how much it would take until she finally gave in to what she's been wanting since the day she met you.

Her head turns away from you, letting it hang between her shoulders as she mumbles an inaudible fuck under her breath.

"You scare me."

Your eyebrows slightly scrunch at this, momentarily confused by the statement, but it was all an act. You were playing a game with Ellie- whether she knew it or not, and you were winning.

"Scare you? How?"

Her head comes up, looking back over her shoulder at you. Her eyes were piercing this time, darker than you remembered them being.

She leans down, getting dangerously close to your face- close enough you could feel her breath against your lips.

"You make me feel like-" she pauses, her voice firming under her clenched jaw.

"- like I can't control myself around you."

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daddyhausen · 6 months

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• kinktober day eleven : thigh fucking — kenny omega •

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{ summary } — he was needy and your ring gear was far too intricate to take off at this moment, so he decided to improvise

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } public sex thigh fucking, quickies, groping male orgasm, cumshots

{ word count } — 500

{ pairing } — fem!reader x kenny omega

{ genre } — smut

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kenny’s hands roamed your body feverishly

in such desperate need for your touch

his tongue traced shapes in the column of your throat

following by placing soft kisses to the skin.

“kenny…we can’t your match is next”

you whimpered through a moan

eyes peering to the locker room door every so often

not wanting the bucks to come crashing in without so much as a warning of what they would have witnessed

“that hasn’t stopped us before, princess”

kenny continued to trail kisses across the circumference of your neck

teeth gently nipping at your collar bone

“you know the effect you have on me baby”

he slowly began to grind his hard cock against your ass

hand reaching for the straps of your ring gear

“oh no you don’t. do you know how long it took me to get into this thing?”

you mentioned to your new ensumble

the outfit was a vinyl- like bodysuit, cropped at the hips, displaying your gorgeous legs and just a peak of your ass

the sleeves were long, stopping at your wrists and a cutout at the front

revealing just enough cleavage to distract any opponent without the risk of a wardrobe malfunction

it was skin tight, clinging to your figure perfectly

you could see why kenny had become so insatiable

you looked stunning

“guess we’ll have to compromise then”

kenny smirked against your skin, still holding you close to his chest

his hand coming up to grip your chest, squeezing the soft mounds tightly in his palm

you whined at the sensation

kenny was quick with his movements

freeing his cock from his ring gear

a soft groan left his lips as the appendage was released from the material

he spread your legs slightly, slotting his cock in between your thighs

beginning to move at a rapid pace

the tip of his cock grinding against your clothed cunt

feeling a pool of wetness grow in the thong-panties you’d been wearing

“kenny…” you whimpered softly, hips swirling with the movements of his thrusts

“shit…just stay still princess”

kenny held a death grip on your thighs

his hips rocking back and forth against yours in quick succession

you peered down

loving the way his tip would emerge and then disappear between your thighs

“fuckfuckfuck” his groaned deep into your ear

his body on the verge of release

“if you ruin my new ring gear i will kill you-“ you mentioned in between breathless moans, feeling his cock throb between your thighs

kenny gave a small chuckle in response

“don’t worry baby, i won’t”

he placed a small kiss to your cheek increasing the speed of his thrusts

“oh shit-“ he grunted, his hot seed coating your thighs as he came

warmth spread throughout his body with release, instantly relaxing into you

you quickly pulled away from him, turning to face him

stuffing his cock back into his ring gear

the appendage still throbbing

“babe, you might wanna hurry. i think they’re playing your music”

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ihavethedreamies · 2 months

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Spicy (3 v2) | Jongho

Choi Jongho - ATEEZ

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: 3.3k (exactly!)

Pairing: Jongho x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Little bit of Fluff, Some Plot, Sequel/Part 3

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Pet Names (Princess, Sweet Girl, Love, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! & F! Receiving), Deepthroating, Face-Fucking, Fingering, Cockbulge (Oops), Big Dick! Jongho, Daddy Kink (Of course), He gets kind of rough, Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! Reader is on the pill)

Disclaimer: I do have the whole cock-bulge thing in this. I understand this could be a bit offensive to some who are on the heavier side (I am in that group as well). I also have the reader being pretty short even though I am 5'7". The reason being is I have a size difference kink/fetish, mostly because I am not small, and so I put it into a lot of my stories. Sorry if this doesn't align with your body type, but I also imagine a character in my place for these, so I don't sometimes take into account what others do.

Author's Note: This is one version of Part 3, 1st = "Love or Hate", and then Part 2, "Sweet or Spicy" leads to this one. You really don't need to read Part 1 for this to make sense, but Part 2 is kind of helpful but not needed.

Want Sweet instead?

Uh…this reveals more about me than probably anything else I have wrote so far… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Jongho is the Daddiest Kpop Idol this side of the Mississippi

I am cross-posting this on Archive. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other site. Happy reading!

"Rail me. Fuck me stupid." You decided and he smirked against your neck, then bit your shoulder. You moaned at the pressure, not enough for it to hurt.

"Where?"

"Everywhere." You wanted him to take you there on that couch, at the dining table, the kitchen counter, your bed, the floor, your shower.

"You have enough condoms for me to take what I want?" He ground you down on him again, harder than before.

"I'm on the pill, just fill me up." You whined and he practically growled.

"Fuck, (Y/N)." With very little effort, he pulled you to him and stood while carrying you. Moving toward the kitchen island, he placed you to sit on it making you two eye level. The cold countertop met the hot skin of your thighs, and he brought his hand to the back of your head. Instead of pulling you into his kiss, his fingers buried in your hair and yanked your head back, so he had complete access to your neck. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling, and he was sucking on your skin so hard you knew there would be bruises. Jongho quickly grew frustrated with the sweatshirt you had on covering you so much, to the point he nearly tore it off of you. You were just in your bra underneath and he smirked at the blush spreading over your chest and cleavage. Pulling you to the edge of the counter, this let him grind into your covered cunt again and you mewled at the feeling. Jongho deftly undid your bra, and he threw it somewhere behind him. His kisses moved down your throat to the swell of your breast.

"Shirt, please." You clawed at the collar of his shirt, desperate to see and feel even more of his bare skin. He hummed in thought, but when you started to pull it up, he stepped away and you whined in frustration.

"Be patient, pretty girl." He smirked and you sneered. He knew what he was doing to you. Little shit. You put your hands down, and he came back to you, kissing down your chest again, then to your sternum. As he moved to kiss over your ribs, he sank to his knees in front of you.

"Jongho-!" His next move made you squeal, falling back and catching yourself on your elbows: he grabbed your waist to pull your butt right to the edge of the counter, and placed your thighs on his shoulders. He marveled at the sight of your wetness soaking through not just your underwear but your shorts as well. Even his tongue was strong, it licked up your core through the fabric and he sucked hard over where your clit was hidden. You let out a moan that echoed across your apartment.

"Fuck, you taste good." He groaned and took your shorts off so aggressively you heard the seams pop. Next thing you knew, he literally tore your panties off, like, in half. The shredded fabric landed somewhere behind him, and you were glad you put on some that were cheap. Feeling quite embarrassed that he was just staring at you, you wiggled a bit, your bare butt touching the cold counter. Without warning he began to suck your soul out through your cunt. It took the breath away from you. He sucked on your clit again then buried his tongue inside as deep as he could, digging his fingers into your hips and butt, most likely leaving bruises there as well. You felt your orgasm approaching rapidly, your head whirling and your walls clenched on his tongue. His face was pressed into you so much you felt him smile and then he plunged a finger into you. Your fingers were stupidly short and small that just one of his fingers felt heavenly. You could feel the strength there immediately when he crooked it up and immediately found your g-spot.

"Oh my god-" Jongho pressed and rubbed there hard, his tongue on your clit, and you came. He pulled back and reveled in the feeling of your cunt clenching on his finger. He just knew you would be so tight around his cock. After the waves died down, he stood and helped you sit back up on the counter. The position change pressed your hot cunt on the cold counter, and you shivered. Wrapping his arms around you, he helped you get down, then with ease he spun you around and bent you over the counter. Whining, wanting desperately for him to just take off his shirt already so you could see, he scoffed. Holding you in place by grinding his still covered hard on into your bare cunt, you heard the rustling of fabric and then his shirt hitting the floor. You whined again and his hand came down on your ass. You knew he could have done it a lot harder, the slight sting burned through your lower half.

"Patience." He scolded and his dominant tone made your core clench once again. So hard in fact he could feel it even through the clothes over his cock.

"Oh, you're going to be the death of me…" He muttered and you echoed his sentiments in your head.

"You think you could get off with me just grinding into you?" He asked and he smirked when you clenched again.

"I could come just riding your thigh." You admitted and he groaned, planning on getting proof later. Jongho stepped back slightly, smirking at the glossy patch left on his jeans, then took off his belt and let his pants fall. When you whined again, he smacked the other ass cheek and stilled obediently. You fought back another mewl when you heard more rustling, then the hot flesh of his cock met your pulsing core.

"Oh fuck." You gasped, already able to tell he was going to split you in half. With that confidence he exuded, you already kind of knew what he was packing.

"Y-you can do it however hard you want to later but go inside slow please." Not that you were a virgin, but you had never taken a horse cock like his before.

"Of course, princess." He kissed your shoulder, leaning over you, the head of his dick meeting your cunt. His strong arms wrapped around you, one hand rubbing comforting circles over your lower stomach. His other arm rested against your sternum between your breasts, his hand just gently holding the base of your throat. You knew Jongho could hold you completely still like this and just feeling him wrap completely around you so securely was overwhelming. It fueled your lust, but you also felt so safe and protected like this.

"Ready?" He whispered in your ear, and you whined with a nod, and he pressed forward, burying the head of his cock into you. The breath left you, the pleasure and sting combined nearly made you delirious already.

"Breathe, sweet girl." Jongho rested his forehead on your shoulder as you did what he said. You were so freaking tight, hot, and wet. He couldn't wait to devour you. He was going to fuck you stupid, and you both knew it. Inch by inch he filled you to the brim and you weren't sure you could take all of him. Your whole body shivered, and your walls thudded with your pulse around him. You could feel his own pulse through his cock as well, every detail of his cock burned into your walls.

"Fuck-" You tried hard not to clench around him too hard, trying to relax. The head of his dick had hit your cervix, but his hips hadn't met yours yet, telling you he wasn't in you all the way. His hand on your lower stomach stilled and pressed down. He let out a deep groan, he could feel his cock bulging through. He had stilled completely, letting you get used to him, he could feel your ragged breathing as you tried to adapt. The hand on your stomach moved lower to your clit and you whined at the stimulation. It was almost too much.

"Move." You wheezed, still trying to stay relaxed. Jongho kissed your shoulder then pulled out a short bit, then slowly back in.

"Does that hurt still?"

"No." Your forehead was rested on your forearms, your fingers gripping your arms hard. It really didn't, but the feeling was so overwhelming for so many reasons.

"Okay, love. Hold on." He did warn you, you recognized that, you had to give him that credit. Didn't mean you were prepared. As he pulled slowly, nearly all the way out, it was like he was sucking your breath out with a syringe. You hoped your neighbors didn't hear as you nearly screamed when he slammed back in, all the way, hips meeting yours.

"Fuck, wait-" You scrambled, tears pricking your eyes. The pleasure wracked through you aggressively and you were already close to orgasming again.

"Did it hurt?" He had pulled back about halfway and stilled.

"No- Just, just a lot." You informed and since he knew you weren't in pain, he kept going. From where he was, he slammed his cock back into you, so much wetness dripping from you it was splattering on the floor.

"Fucking hell." He groaned, still just retreating halfway before burying inside you again. You were just trying to catch your breath, drool dripping from the side of your mouth onto the counter.

"Oh my god, Jongho!" Your eyes rolled back when he grinded into you after burying himself to the hilt. A few more extremely shallow but hard thrusts sent you over the edge again and his fingers dug hard into the flesh of your hips, holding his own back. The force of your orgasm left you shaking, and your cunt stung already.

"Where next, princess?" He asked, his voice rough and you answered without hesitation, still out of breath.

"D-down my throat." You could sense him smirk and he pulled out of you with a shluck and pulled you up so you could turn and kneel before him. You finally got to see him fully uncovered. Your mouth watered. Since he was extremely strong and worked out for strength and not appearances, he was extremely thick but not overly defined. Still, he was delicious. His chest that was always so hard and made all of his shirts stretch over them heaved as he breathed deep. Your eyes went down his arm, to his stomach. He didn’t have washboard abs, but you didn't care, what really got you was down lower. His thick thighs were the most defined, the defined veins emphasizing just how much muscle was there. Finally, standing proud between those perfect legs was his cock. You were surprised it even fit inside of you. Whining, you reached forward and wrapped your hand around him at the base. The slick of your wetness and his precum made your hand slide over the skin with ease. Your fingers couldn't even meet your thumb and you hoped your mouth could fit him. Giving the head of his cock a kitten lick, the taste sent you into overdrive and you then wrapped your lips around it.

"Fuck, (Y/N)." He grunted and you laved your tongue around him then began to descend. It didn't take long for him to reach the back of your throat and you moaned around him. The vibration migrated from your lips to his cock, and he then buried his fingers into your hair. Swallowing a few times, you eased him into your throat, your lips meeting your hand right when it reached the point where he would restrict your breathing. Pulling off of him, you glanced up at him with big, teary eyes and whispered, "Use me." So, he did. The fingers in your hair pulled you back to him and he thrust into your mouth, entering to the point where your hand was. Letting go of him, you braced your hands on the floor beneath you and then readjusted your squat some so he could angle his hips down to fuck your throat.

"Take a deep breath, baby girl." He told you and you breathed in hard through your nose and then he thrusted his cock deeper into your mouth and into your throat, your nose hitting hit pelvis. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling, gagging some. When he didn't moved past that you looked up to meet his eyes and he groaned, nearly sounding like an animal. Finally, when you were feeling the need to breathe, he pulled his hips back and let you take in air again through your nose. As he continued to thrust, he placed his hand over your throat to feel it swell with his cock and he wasn't sure if that felt better or your cunt.

"Get ready." Jongho's hand dug into the hair at the back of your head, and he fucked in all the way and then came. You swallowed and swallowed, moaning, helping him ride out his orgasm. He withdrew, still half hard, saliva and cum dripping from his cock and your mouth. You breathed raggedly, trying to catch your breath and the way he was looking down at you made you moan. He was so freaking hot.

"Where do you want me to fuck you next, kitten?" Jongho pet your hair as you looked around the apartment, somewhat dazed.

"The window?" He noticed you staring at the wall. You startled a bit at this. You had been considering it but was also too scared to actually suggest it. The building across from yours was an office space, and everyone should be out by then, but it was still somewhat risky. He could tell from your expression you weren't quite feeling that, and while he would love to see you squirm from embarrassment as he fucked you against the window, where anyone could see, this was your first time.

"O-on the armchair?" You nodded to the piece of furniture, and he smirked, helping you stand up, your legs still kind of shaky. You wiped off your mouth as he pulled you to him, sitting on the chair, having you straddle him.

"You can handle me like this?" He asked and while your nod was timid, your eyes were determined. Jongho had noticed earlier, but he knew the longer this went on, the more submissive you would grow. He wondered how far he could go with it. Might as well test it out.

"Come sit on daddy's cock, baby girl." His hands went to your hips, and you gasped. As he moved you to hover over his once-again fully hard dick, you gaped at him. On the inside he was a little unsure about your reaction, but he still had that cocky smirk on his face.

"O-okay, 'dy." He almost didn't catch the end since you had mumbled it.

"Hm?" You both knew he was teasing you. You couldn't meet his eye but repeated yourself, "Okay, daddy." Jongho felt your core clench from where the head of his cock sat between your lips.

"Slow," he instructed, and you began to sink down. Burying your face in his neck you huffed, the angle sending a whole new set of sensations through you. Able to see him now intensified everything and you loved the feeling of his bare skin pressed to yours. He finally fit all the way inside, he felt like he was in your throat and looked down to see him stretching you open. Your eyes widened at the sight, not necessarily because it looked like he was literally splitting you in half, but the slight bulge his massive cock presented through your lower abdomen.

"Of fuck." You whined and slumped back against him, and he laughed a bit hugging you to him. He pumped his hips up, grinding him even further into you and your nails dug in a bit into his shoulders.

"Rest back on your hands." Jongho helped maneuver you, so your palms rested on his knees, your arms behind you. This position made his cock rest in you at another new angle and his hands on you moved your hips. Your breath hitched over and over as the head brushed over a certain spot over and over. He could feel the strength leaving your arms, so he pulled you back up to rest on his chest.

"Okay, I'll take over." He assured you and, for some reason, you weren't expecting what he did next. You thought he would just thrust up into you, but instead he pulled you close and rolled you over, your back on the seat of the chair. He pressed your legs into your chest, knees to your ears, then started a quick and relentless pace. Your sanity left you and you just kept letting out high pitched whines. The chair was not a light one, but it was scraping slightly on the floor as he railed you. Luckily, the chair was some kind of fake leather because he was making a mess of you. Pretty soon you felt another orgasm rising and he just pounded you through it.

"W-wait, it's-!" You gasped, the overstimulation burning your clit.

"Just a bit-" He groaned, his voice rumbled through you and heat filled your insides as he came inside, so much that his cum spilled out from around his cock. He stayed buried as deep as he could as you both came down from your highs.

"Where next?" You couldn't believe it, but he was still rock hard inside of you. He proceeded to pick you up and fuck you against the wall. He brought you to your bedroom and took you three more times; from behind, on your back, and on your side. Your entire body was tingling, and your cunt numb, the evidence of him coming two more times spilling from your core. You lay on the bed, vibrating and staring at the ceiling. It was like you were in a different dimension, he really had fucked you stupid. While he was sure he could keep going, he knew you needed a break, so he went to get a washcloth to clean you up and you barely reacted till the towel hit your cunt. Your hips jumped and you keened, and he kissed at your collarbone till he was done. So as not to make more of a mess, he pulled a pair of boy-shorts underwear on you so his cum would stay inside you. He knew your birth control would hold steady, but seeing the white, sticky mess pooling from you nearly made him hard again.

"Daddy~" You whined when you saw him leaving and he smirked before coming back to you.

"It’s okay, petal. I'll be right back." He kissed you softly. By the time he came back after cleaning off the mess on the chair and floor, and put his underwear back on, you had drifted off, star-fished across the bed. Jongho smiled and carefully arranged you so he could pull the blanket over you. The clock read 10:57 pm, a few hours before you normally went to bed. You were already out though, so he shut the lights off and joined you. He sent a quick text to Hongjoong to let him know he wouldn't be back that night, then laid down facing you. You had curled up on your side and he faced you, bringing his hand to your cheek and stroking it.

"Jongho?" You mumbled; eyes still closed.

"Yes, petal?"

"I love you." Your voice was soft and laced with sleep.

"I love you too." He kissed your forehead, pulling you into his arms and he drifted to sleep himself, planning to never let you go.

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plentyoffandoms · 6 months

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Day 16: Bath/Shower Sex 🎃

Hook x f/Reader

Requested by @hooks-martin

Kinktober 2023

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Smut below the cut. Unprotected sex. Riding, batbtub sex

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. @bloodycowboyclub

Tyler - Hook

WC: 516

"Come on, babygirl. You told me you wanted to be in charge." Slap to her ass. "Now act like it." I leaned my head against the side ledge of my tub, my hands just resting on her hips, watching as she bounced on my cock, the water splashing over the edge.

"Tyler." She whimpered. Her own head was thrown back, her hands were on my chest, nails digging into my skin, making sure to leave her mark on me.

Just like she has been since I walked through that front door. My back is covered in scratches, and my neck and chest are covered in hickies.

We spent all afternoon making a mess in those sheets, and we decided to have a nice, hot bath together, but the moment we were in the tub, I knew she had a different idea. I got into the tub first, and she got in after me.

I expected her to go to the other side, but she sat down right ontop of my lap, grinding her ass against my cock, making me quickly grow hard under her.

"Behave." I warned her, but she shook her head no and turned around to look at me, her hand already reaching for my cock. I hissed through my teeth at the feeling of her soft hands slowly jerking me off.

"Let me take care of you. Just relax, baby."

"Oh, you want to be in charge, huh?" I asked her, already relaxing, knowing I am in good hands.

"Yes, Tyler."

"Shit, you look so good riding me, baby. Should get you to do it more often. Looking like a goddamn goddess."

My praise had her moving faster. "Just like that sweetheart. Want me to cum inside of you again? Or do you want me cum all over that beautiful face?"

I already knew her answer. "Inside me, please, baby." I reached up with one hand and groped her beautiful tits as she bounced. My own lips wrapped around her nipple and sucking.

I made sure to give the same treatment to the other breast as well. Going back and forth. While I did that, my other hand reached between our two bodies and I started to rub and stroke her clit.

Her pussy started to flutter around my cock, but she continued to ride me, holding herself from finishing until I told her so.

"You close babygirl? Yeah, I can feel how close you. Trying to strangle my dick, but hold it."

Her pace was faltering. I knew she was trying to hang on.

"Cum." Was all she needed to let go. It was like a dam burst inside of her as she screamed my name. Her body shaking on top of me as I wrapped my arms around her and held her against me, as I thrust up into her pussy a few times, stilled as I came with a deep groan in my chest.

"I think we need a shower." She said.

"You gonna behave this time?"

She just answered me by shrugging her shoulders and giving me a wink.

Day 15: Group Sex - The Young Bucks & Adam Page ● Day 17: Licking - Charlie Dempsey

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bullet-prooflove · 6 months

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Welcome Home - Alexander 'Tig' Trager x Reader (NSFW)

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Part of the Crazy Fucked Up Love Arc:

Crazy, Fucked Up Kind of Love - Tig discovers your secret.

Not Leaving: - Tig tells you he's not leaving.

Show You - Tig shows you how beautiful you really are.

Tig comes home with a bullet wound in his shoulder. It’s already healing by the time he makes it back to the house he shares with you. Your fingertips play over the ragged edges as he stands in the bedroom shirtless after the shower he’s taken from the long ride. It’s been a couple of weeks since he’s been home, he’s been taking care of business up in San Berdino, helping streamline the progress of getting out of the gun trade.

“It was an in-house problem.” He tells you as your lips brush over the curve of his throat and it sends a deviant thrill running though him.

He wraps his arms around you, drawing you into his lap as he comes to sit on the edge of the bed. Your thighs straddle his hips, your hand threading through his unruly curls, gripping them tightly before you tug his head back.

“You need to be more careful.” You say, your breath ghosting in his ear. “We have a baby on the way, he’s going to want to meet his daddy.”

“Hm.” He mutters, his palms coming to rest on the small baby bump that settles in the space between you. “Say it again.”

There’s a fierce sense of pride when he hears that term. His son is growing inside of you, happy and healthy. He didn’t imagine himself becoming a father again at fifty but he’s the happiest he’s ever been and it’s all because of you,

“Daddy.” You whisper against his lips. His lips curve up into a smile.

God he’s missed you, the feel of you, the press of your skin. His lips trail along the line of your jaw until he finds that sweet spot, the one that takes you zero to sixty.

“Oh baby, you have no idea how much I fantasied about you while I was away.” He murmurs against your skin, his fingers grasp the hem of your shirt, guiding it up above your head. “I jerked off every night imagining how good it feels when I’m inside of you.”

His palms cup your breasts, thumbs teasing over your nipples through the fabric of your bra, bringing them to attention.

“Fuck, I missed these tits.” He murmurs, his lips trailing over the curve of your chest before his teeth graze that needy nub. It draws a curse from your throat because the pregnancy it makes everything a lot more sensitive. You grind against his cock; the fabric from his pyjama bottoms rubbing over the tip of his dick making it leak.

“Need you baby.” He mutters unfastening your bra before he tossing it across the room. “Been too long.”

He tugs off your maternity trousers, drawing them down your legs carefully before he shoves down his own, his dick springing to attention. You smile as you straddle his lap, his palms coming to rest on your hips as he guides you into place. He notches his cock at your entrance, arching just slightly so that your wetness coats the head of his dick. Your fingers dig into his shoulders as he teases you, your lips brushing over his.

“Please.” You whisper.

That one little word it breaks his resolve.

He eases into you slowly and it feels like coming home, like he’s in the exact place he’s supposed to be. You sigh at the sensation like it’s everything you’ve ever needed, your head tipping back, hair falling across your shoulders.

You’re fucking beautiful, the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen and you’re his.

A crazy, fucked up outlaw like himself couldn’t ask for anything more.

His arm loops around your waist, drawing you even closer. He needs the intimacy right now, needs to be as close as he possibility can because that time apart from you, it almost broke him. He’s been protective since you’ve gotten pregnant, the world hasn’t been kind to him, and he’s terrified that all of this could be snatched away. He wants to be here as much as he can, for you and for the baby.

You moan into his mouth, your fingers tangling in his hair as he thrusts up into you. He makes love to you with long, punctuated strokes, his cock raking over perfect little spot deep inside of you.

“Harder.” You murmur, your teeth grazing his lower lip. “Show me how much you’ve missed me.”

You ruin him with this shit.

He fucks you like he means it, like you’re the only woman in the world and you love every second of it. He has you coming on his cock in minutes, that pretty pink flush creeping across your cheeks as you climax so loudly, he expects the neighbours to complain. His hand threads through your hair, guiding your gaze back to his as he looks at you with those electrifying blue eyes and a smile made of sin.

“Oh darlin,” He whispers against your lips. “Let’s see if I can make you do that again.”

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