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coc4ine-on-myshirt · 11 months

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Emo boy||B. Kaulitz x f! Reader

𖤐𐬿 summary: Bill found out about the song you wrote about him.

𖤐𐬿 Contents: mentions of sex (they don’t do it tho) it’s basically just fluff with suggestive themes.

𖤐𐬿 Authors note: sorry if this is bad I honestly didn’t know what to write about, also if people didn’t catch on the song you wrote about him is emo boy by Ayesha erotica except you wrote it in this lol.

You had gone to the bathroom and stupidly left the sheet of paper with the song written on it on the couch not thinking anyone would pick it up since the band was performing on stage right now.

Bill was just coming backstage for a drink as the band needed a quick break before going back on and hopefully to sneak a quick kiss with you but you were nowhere to be seen so he just shrugged and went and sat on the couch. He looks beside him and spots the piece of paper with the heading ‘emo boy’ at the top. He recognised your handwriting immediately and starts reading it, he didn’t realise straight away that it was about him until it finally clicked. He had a toothy smile on his face, happy that you had wrote a song about him! But his face soon turned into a shocked one as he got to the chorus his face had turned bright red.

But oh as soon as he read the 11 inches part his mind went crazy with thoughts of things he wanted to do to you but he quickly shook them out as soon as he heard you gasp. He looks up to see you in front of him with a embarrassed look.

He looks at the paper then back at you

“ did you write this about me?” He questions you with a small blush tinting his cheeks.

You stood there awkwardly and let out a silent ‘yes’ and looks away from him embarrassed that he had found it. He wasn’t supposed to find out it was only supposed to be between you.

Bill stands up from the couch and walks towards you until his face is inches away from you. You let out low breath as his hands cupped your cheeks

“I loved it” he whispers with a tint of lust in his eyes as he leans forward and presses his lips against yours . It started out slow and sweet but then soon turned heated and lustful. Your hands make their way to his hair and tangle their way through it as he puts one hand on your waist as the other rested still on your cheek, his lips start making their way down your neck when he is then called out to by his band mates that break was over.

He quickly pulls away both of you out of breath and wanting more.

“I’ll be back soon then we can continue where we left of” he says and gives you a quick kiss and rushes back out onto stage.

You could tell that tonight was gonna be one hell of a ride.

Sorry this is probably bad and a bit ooc but I tried lol but anyways I hope y’all enjoyed:)

Also this wasn’t proof read

#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #fluff #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel x reader #x reader #smutish #heated #make out #song lyrics #viral

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nanamisonholiday · 4 months

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Come to check on you Pretty girl

Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader

TW: Smutish- no p in v ,daddykink, fingering

other dbf!nanami fic

Summary: Nanamis asked by dad!Geto to check on you ;)

“Nanami, would you mind seeing how my girl is doing?”

A nod of his head and he’s two stepping the stairs with a faint answer for Suguru-

“Sure”

He hates how eager he is, internally cringing on how he hadn’t played that off very well, but it's all thrown out the window as he approaches your door. The small journey feeling like a milennia when he swears he hears the faintest whimper come through the wooden door seperating him from you. He’s half ashamed how quick his body is to respond to the sound. Pants tightening at the image of you possibly knuckles deep-

You could be in danger, horribly unwell- or worse.

He’s being irrational- he’s an adult, he has a lifetime more experience to know what kind of sound that was. He’d be a dirty liar to say he wasn’t the tad bit excited as he creeps your door open to infact reveal you ass up with your back to the door, his eyes drawn to your lower hald as you piston your little fingers in and out of your pussy. Nanami’s breath is stolen from him

“Fuuckk- fuck fuck”

Fuck indeed

Your whimpers only grow louder, more desperate than ever to catch the much needed release your chasing. He wants to help you out so badly. The decency in him freezing him in place as he watches you unravel on your bed.

“Nngh- ahh, fuuck. Daddyyy~”

Shit

Humping the door almost seems enticing if it weren’t for the fact he’s not the only man in the house. Friends, and family downstairs right under the pair of you. He won’t risk that kind of behaviour, he’s a good man- a gentleman. You adore him and he adores you, but theres a line he can’t cross. He can’t. Everything feels blurry, his head hurts from holding back- so he opts for the next best thing.

Opening the door to let the slither of sunlight grow. Highlighting your bent and arched body- your so caught up in your bliss you haven’t even noticed the added light exposing you to the hungry man. Nanami swears he could cum at the sight, your pussy soaked as your juices drips down your fingers. A hand landing on the small of your back startles you- breath hitching when you see a familiar pair of slacks come into view.

A shiver runs down your spine- or through you, your not sure at this point, as your fingers dumbly continue rubbing your clit. The familiar deep voice making you whine out- rutting against your own hand.

“Be quiet”

Nodding you mindlessly open your legs wider- letting him remove your hand away, and whimpering as Nanami replaces the emptiness with his whole hand to cup you, long thick fingers exploring your soaked cunt. Your soft plush body reacting deliciously as he strokes your sensitive bud with his thumb. It feels like a dream

“Kenny~”

“Shhh pretty. Don’t want y’dad to hear you huh?”

You shake your head shyly- lost in all pleasure as the man plunges his fingers deep into your gummy walls. Cupping your own hands over your mouth you fight yourself to stop making noises. Because this would be deeply embarrassing- getting caught by your father as his dearest friend is knuckles deep in your pussy

The idea has your walls clenching, his eyes shutting, both your breathing going rapid as the pace quickens

“Nngh- Ken- fuck”

Fuck

“Kenny”

It’s like an angelic mantra, your voice repeating the sweet name you’ve always called him, Over, and over, and over again. His eyes fluttering under his eyelids as he feels you on his fingers

Kenny

Tap

“Kenny?”

Tap

Huh?

His eyes open and he’s standing at the doorway- eyes hazy as he orientates himself. You’re standing at the door a shy, but concerned look on your face as you go to grab his wrist.

“You okay Kenny?”

He never moved

He never went in

He never felt you

It really was a dream

He should be thankful he supposes. That he hadn't lost his cool and overstepped a line he couldn't return from. But he'd be lying to say if he wasn't even a bit disappointed.

The tug on his wrist and the worry crease of your prettily shaped brows bring him back to reality. His hand instinctively moving, to cup your cheek. Both hearts swelling at the contact- especially his when you happily lean your face further into his touch

“You’re scaring me a bit Kenny”

He smiles at you- you are such a sweetheart

“Came to check on you pretty girl”

All the blood rushes through your body as your shift your thighs together. The slick inbetween reminding you of why you’re alot more worried than usual at his sudden appearance at your door

“Oh, i’m okay Kenny”

He wants to smirk, embarrass you a little. But the ache between his own legs is growing with tenfold with the knowledge that you had been whining into your pillow as you finger fucked yourself. He feels lost again- dissappointment growing with every minute that he gets to stare at your post-orgasm haze, so much more dissappointed than he would like to be, at the fact his little daydream, had been infact a dream.

So he leans down, kisses your head as his hand wraps around the back of your neck bringing you close to his chest. Practically engulding you with his arm

“Good girl then, you coming down for dinner?”

You kiss his cheek, nodding as you bask in his attention. He had always been your favourite out of your fathers friends

“Mhm, tell daddy I’ll be down in 10”

And with that, you retreat back in- poorly closing the door as it’s left ajar in Nanamis face. His eyes raking over your body as you strip down and change.

He runs a hand down his stressed face, mumbling into the palm to himself

“Fuckin’hell”

Thanks for reading

feel free to msg/ask/whatever- or don't <3

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gavi4me · 6 months

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No Nut November (gavi)

Warnings - mentions of sex, kinky! reader, cursing, (might be more lmk)

Pablo in this fic just ‘wants to be yours’ 😉

Word count - 2.1k

It was November atlas, the month of sexual torture, drop in condom usage and no porn. How does one survive November without failing the challenge? Previously, ‘no nut November’ was an easy task for you, not being a sex-loving person what so ever in your early teen years, but ever since you began seeing Pablo, everything changed.

The boy would edge you for hours, always earning the highest of the high from you. Pablo was, in your opinion, the best sex you’d ever had. Well it was between him and a 15 year old teenager, who was scared of woman and sexually awkward in a bathroom. Pablo, like on the field was a big dom, but that’s how you liked it anyways. You liked when the man would take control and use your body to seek scary good highs for the both of you. Besides the sex and everything, Pablo actually knew how to treat you well, giving you flowers every Friday as a reward for completing the week, which would often lead to sex, again. Or like carrying your heals when you didn’t want to walk in them anymore.

Pablo was as, if not more sex-loving than you. He was the one who initiated the first time together and the one who usually got you to become horny as well. He’d touch you in all the right places to get his message across. How could you ever resist.

The previous night, Pablo had fucked you, hard and long, wanting to make the most of the last time he’d get your body for a while. You both had woken up tired, and sore, with the post sex bliss. Cuddled up together, dressed and cold, using each other for warmth during the ‘cold’ Barcelona weather. (Just pretend it gets really cold there in November haha). Usually you two would sleep naked but since the following morning was November, you opted to sleep with clothes.

Pablo always woke up before you, the trainings having a toll on his non training mornings.

When he crooked his eye open, you were no where to be found, your side of the bed empty as he checked the clock. It was 7:23, not a normal time for you to wake up at as you loved sleeping in as much as your heart desired.

He got off the bed and felt a shiver run down his body when he touched the cold, hard wood floors. The little boy raced towards the dresser to find socks and ran down the hall to the kitchen.

“Bebé?” He called out.

“Ah Pablo, you’re up! How’d you sleep?”

“Could’ve been better if November wasn’t the next day but besides that I had a great rest” Pablo said as he walked over to the opposite side of the counter where you had been drinking your coffee, finishing up the last sips and turning around to the sink. He kissed the crown of your head before leaning back against the counter.

“It’s okay amor. It’s only 1 month after all. You can last, can’t you?” You asked while rinsing your mug.

“One month without you. That’s a living hell for me..” Pablo mumbled before starting the coffee maker.

“How about this. On the first of December, and if you last the whole month, I’ll give you a reward.” You smirked. “Just wait the month, it’ll be so much more worth it…” you winked before going back to the shared bedroom to get changed into street clothes.

The following week was quite tough for Pablo, this being the first ‘no nut November’ you two would share together and never going past 2 weeks without touching or tasting one another. It was a living hell for the poor boy, just wanting the month to be over.

It had been hard for you too. Coming back home from a hard and stressful day of work just to not be able to do what you wanted most with the person you loved most. You’d often complain to the other girls about how needy you had became.

“Sometimes before bed, the boy comes out of the shower in only a towel and I have to hide under the covers to get rid of my temptations!” You said on the phone with Mikky. Pablo had gone out shopping so he wasn’t home. Or at least you thought (wink wink)

“Ahh I don’t know how I’d survive if Frenkie was like that. Luckily I’m pregnant so the only temptations I need to get rid of are sweet pickles” you both started laughing at the comment. You didn’t hear the front door open through the laughter, signifying pablo was home so as you continued to talk about him on the phone like - “I miss cuddling with him, and it not being a problem if the cuddles went passed that.” Or “I can’t wait for November to be over.” And “I can’t wait for the little reward I have planned”, Pablo crooked opened the door, just enough to hear. (Mikky really didn’t need to know that BUT imagine she’s also talking about similar stuff and all will be okay 😭)

Pablo crept up on you as you were allowing Mikky to speak, listening while playing with your fingernails. Suddenly Pablo wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, making you promptly drop the phone and kick your feet so he’d let you down.

“IYE PABLO!? Put me down this instance!” You yelled while trying to get set free. He spun you around the room whilst blowing into your neck. Your screams turned into laughs as he knew how ticklish you were in your neck area. Finally, after a minute, he threw you onto the bed and gave you one last kiss before collapsing besides you.

“I heard what you were saying to Mikky on the phone-” he was panting from the previous spinning and such. He starting laughing at your surprised reaction. You turned around in embarrassment and attempted to scoot far away but gavi pulled you by your waist so your back back was against his stomach. He started to laugh again before finally setting you free.

“H-how much of that conversation did you hear-?” You asked slightly anxious.

“Enough to know that we are both craving the same thing.” He whispered in your ear before you pushed his face away.

“Dios! I never realized how hard going a month without you could be.” You cried into your hands.

“Now you understand my pain” Pablo laughed, stroking your hair to the side.

“Y/n? Hello? -you still there..” you heard from your phone.

Pablo bursted our laughing while you became red in the face, embarrassed that she had just heard all of that.

“Yes- sorry I’m here. Pablo needed me for a minute..”

The next two weeks, you heard that many of Pablo’s teammates had gotten out. Pedri caught masturbating in the showers, Ferran with his girl, Sara and Ilkay, and many, many more. You were proud that you and Pablo had lasted this long through the month, longer than many of his much older and well, responsible friends.

You were becoming even more and more impatient as the month progressed, just wanting to feel Pablo inside of you as you screamed his name out in pleasure when he hit your g-spot. You wanted to be able to wake up the morning after, too sore to do anything and have Pablo carry you around the house like a bodyguard.

During the final week of November, you finally started to get gavi riled up. Whether it be “accidental touches” to his groin, as you put it or accidentally rubbing against him when trying to reach for something. You found it funny when he would push you off or pick you up and throw you onto the couch somewhere for “misbehaving”.

An example of this was when you both were having a movie night together and were in the kitchen, making popcorn and other snacks to eat. While pablo was waiting for the butter to melt, he came up from behind you and rested him chin on your head as you were making the popcorn. He closed his eyes for second, feelings tired from the hard, strenuous day of training he had that morning-afternoon and just wanted to cuddle to sleep next to you. That wasn’t what happened though. As you felt him rest most of his weight against your head, you began to think of ways to annoy him without getting in trouble. You decided to open the drawer that was in front of you. You opened it but with that came with moving backwards and grinding up against him. Pablo suddenly pushed himself off starring at you like you had just done a sin, which in NNN, it was for him.

“What happened pabs?” You asked with an innocent expression on your face.

“Stop it” he said firmly.

“Stop what?” You asked, this time coming closer to him and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Don’t do what you just did again for like a week or we won’t watch a movie..” he starred down at you as you lifted your head away from his chest.

“Well if I don’t know what I’m doing wrong how can I stop..?” You responded before slowly slipping off his chest, bringing them down to where his abdomen was and grazing your finger tips along the length of his groin while bringing them down to your sides and promptly walking off.

“Woah woah woah you don’t think I know what game you’re playing. Come back here” he chased after you as you both ran around the house screaming and giggling, not wanting to get caught by him.

At some point, he caught up to you, evident that he gained stamina from all those trainings he went to. You tried running as fast as you could but he was much, much faster than you. He reached for you waist and pulled you closer to him before turning you over and throwing you over his shoulder.

“DIOS PABS PUT ME DOWN!” you whined, kicking and screaming like a little child. He didn’t respond, rather he gave you a couple of spanks and walked down to the living room where he threw you onto the couch and trapped you there, both arms on either side of your head so you couldn’t move.

“I keep telling you to stop but you never stop..” he spoke. “God…what will I do with you”

“Nothing as of right now.” You winked while groping his left bicep.

“Fuck this” he slurred getting up and walking to the bathroom. “You should count yourself as lucky that it’s November”

“Just wait until December!” You laughed. “You can do everything and anything you want to me!”

You two didn’t end up watching that movie together but you did finish most of the food, not wanting it to go to waste (and because you absafuckinglutly love any kind of candy or treat - or maybe that’s just me).

The night before the 30th was hectic for you. You did all the preparations to ensure the next night would be perfect. You took an everything shower, including a face mask for before, shaving, exfoliating, hair mask, leave in conditioner, 3 shampoos, purple shampoo, regular conditioner, hair oil, and a fuck ton of lotion for after. Pablo would be gone for the whole day and wouldn’t come back until later so you thought it would be the perfect time to get everything ready. You wanted to look and feel perfect for Pablo so for the 30 days he had waited would be worth it.

When he arrived home, you were still applying one of your many, many creams onto your face, using the little gua sha to mold your face and start the circulation.

“There’s my pretty girl.” Pablo kissed your cheek looking at your face through the mirror. You hadn’t taken your eyes off your face nor responded, trying to keep your full attention to you skin.

“No response?” He waited for a second before kissing the crown of your head and leaving.

“Bye pabs” you giggled whilst opening your next moisturizer.

A/n

Okay so crazy enough I managed to finish whatever this is in under 3 days. Look at me go. Though don’t expect this speed from me again ESPECIALLY with long chapters. I’m a huge procrastinator so it takes a while. The next part of the series I hope shall come out maybe by Wednesday, depends how much free time I have. I love some parts of this chapter because some parts of it are kinda like me irl and I’m glad I got to incorporate some aspects of myself in ‘y/n’.

#Spotify #gavi #nnn #no nut november #fluff #smutish #gavi fluff #x reader #futbol

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aburrito · 21 days

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Sukuna is the type of man who will publicly embarrass you if you are with others, if he even lets you go out

Sukuna who only lets you go out if it’s with him, if not you don’t go out at all. Not even with your family

Sukuna forces himself to fit in you. Too rough? Not for him. Your level of rough is his level of easy

Sukuna will mark your neck up to show others that you belong to him, his property. When you try to cover it up, he’ll simply leave more and make it worse.

Sukuna would horribly degrade you and laugh when you cry. Teasing you in many ways, rubbing your clit, pinching your body, giving you bite marks on the skin you reveal the most, or rubbing his tip over your entrance. Either way he would find pleasure out of your whining.

Sukuna would hold grudges for the tiniest things. A man flirting with you? Your fault for dressing to revealing. Was it worth him holding a grudge? Hell yes. He would fuck the brains out of you, bed creaking, sheets falling off the bed, scratches on his back.

#sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen smut #jjk #random #smutish #sukuna hcs #idk how to tag this

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nervouseden · 14 days

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Loki & Kisses.

Pairing: Loki x G/N reader.

Warnings: Kisses, touching, dirty talk, no use of Y/N, gender neutral reader, reader not described, reassurance, Loki (Yes Loki is a warning, he's hot, and sweet, and perfect.), fluffy, leaning on smut, established relationship, use of pet names (Darling, Love, Sweetness, ect.), biting, (light) choking, suggestive ending, silly little head canons, praise, Loki is sweet, kinda a drabble,

These are some of my head canons for Loki revolving around kisses/kissing. The second section is where things start getting more... spicy...?

Although he'd never admit it, Loki loves to kiss you. Everywhere. All the time.

Loki likes to sneak up on you, walking behind you and wrapping his arms around you, placing soft pecks on your shoulder blades and neck.

He'll mutter sweet words to you as his soft lips shower you in affection

"You're so perfect, Darling."

"Taste so sweet."

"You're my favorite."

"Miss you all the time, Love."

It doesn't matter if you're shorter, taller, or the same height as Loki, he'll find a way to rest his chin on your head or shoulders...He can shapeshift, after all.

Loki loves forehead and chin kisses, giving and receiving.

He likes to pepper your face in kisses, especially when you lay on the couch together, which puts him at the perfect angle to attack you with soft lips.

If you're wearing something (or nothing) that shows your shoulders, Loki pounces.

He'll wrap one arm around your waist, the other hand rubbing your shoulder as he kisses it.

The shoulder kisses usually evolve into love bites.

Loki will gently press his teeth into your shoulder, not enough to hurt, but enough to leave a small mark, one he'll skim with his lips throughout the day, and possibly the night.

Hand kisses are another favorite.

Loki will take your hand, pressing his lips to each knuckle, murmuring about how much he loves you as he does so.

"My angel."

"I love, sweetness."

"You're everything to me."

He'll turn your hand over, so your palm is facing up, and will press his lips to the big vein under your wrist.

Loki will move from your wrist, to your palm, peppering chaste kisses to every inch of it.

Then he'll kiss the tips of your fingers.

He secretly loves it when you kiss his hands.

Loki likes to pull you onto his lap, he doesn't care if you're bigger or smaller than him, he does it anyway.

If you're ever insecure or worried when you're on his lap, Loki will do everything in his power to rid you of those thoughts.

"Hush, Darling, you're perfect."

"I like having you on me, you're like my own life sized Teddie bear."

"But you fit into my lap so perfectly."

"I'm a god, Love, you're like having a kitten on my legs, relax."

"But you're so warm, don't go."

When you're on his lap is his favorite time to kiss you.

Loki will wrap his hand around your chin, gently pulling your face towards his, pressing his forehead against yours before joining your lips.

No matter what, it doesn't matter what he's eaten, or had to eat, or anything, Loki always tastes like a mix of mint and the way pine trees smell. It's strange, but nice.

Loki's kisses start out gently and soft, never wanting to make you feel uncomfortable or pressured.

He holds your face in his hand, the other resting on your knee, rubbing small, affectionate designs on your skin.

Loki will always follow your lead.

If you keep the kiss slow and soft, affectionate and innocent, he'll work with that, pouring his love into your lips through gentle kisses.

He'll just have to ignore his boner want for more.

He's gotten good at that.

But, if you decide to press forward, putting more heat into the kiss, Loki will happily oblige.

Loki moves his hand a little higher up your leg, gently squeezing your mid/lower thigh.

He'll swipe his skilled tongue across your lips, a warning before he dips his tongue into your mouth, pressing against yours.

Loki will gently push you down onto your back, a growl leaving him as he climbs over your body, his lips crashing with yours non-stop.

"Fuckin' perfect."

"Look so good under me,"

"You taste so good, Darling."

Loki never fails to praise you.

Even if it's not a turn on for you, it definitely is for him.

He'll grip your cheek with one hand, gently holding you in place as he assaults your mouth with kisses and nips (although he doesn't hold you so tight you can't move away, he never would, he doesn't want to hurt you. Ever.)

Speaking of that, Loki's lustful love bites don't stop at your shoulders.

Loki gently bites on your bottom lip, pulling back slightly, sucking on your lip before going back to kissing you.

The hand that isn't holding your face, runs up your body, his slender fingers wrapping around your neck, barely squeezing the sides every now and again. Never enough to hurt you.

Loki will keep you on your toes, randomly squeezing your neck or biting your lip.

He knows that unfortunately, even though he never wants to stop kissing your perfect lips, you do need to breathe. Bummer.

His lips will hesitantly leave yours, but will never leave you.

Loki will travel his kisses to your jaw, biting and sucking at your skin, going for all your sensitive spots.

"Wanna make you scream for me, Love."

Loki loves his dirty talk. So do you.

"Gonna worship you."

Loki isn't lying when he says that– He takes his sweet time.

Loki will move from your jaw to your neck, resting his tongue flat against the hollow of your throat, then licking a strip up to your chin.

"Taste so sweet."

He'll suck, bite, kiss, and lick your neck, never leaving one spot untouched, unappreciated.

"Gods, Darling, you are incredible."

Somehow, you're usually not entirely sure when, your shirt came off.

Now, Loki is sucking on one of his many love bites on your shoulder from earlier.

"Divinity in itself,"

Loki's praises never cease as he starts to kiss your sternum, his hand still occasionally squeezing your neck, often in time with small bites.

"I love you so much, sweet thing."

Loki will kiss and nip his way down your stomach from your abdomen, looking you in the eyes as he makes his way towards his prize, pulling your pants down your body.

"Valhalla..."

Thank you for reading my silly little head canons!

The dividers are not mine, made by Firefly-graphics.

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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 1 year

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Sorry Not Sorry.

I was finishing up the third maze runner movie last night, and that one scene when Newt took the bag off Teresa’s head and sat down.

I don’t know what happened to me, but I just wanted to ride this mans thigh. I’ve literally gone feral- like this is what I thought of.

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Imagine that scene, and Newt sits down. But this time he pulls us down to sit on his lap, and no one thinks anything of it really.

There wasn’t that many chairs to begin with, and they know y’all is in a relationship. But like, you’re sexually frustrated, and need something anything. Public or not, it don’t matter.

You’re facing Newt, as you shift, so your his left leg, and give him a look, hopping Brenda doesn’t notice, but do you really care about that? Nope.

He gives you a look of confirmation, before turning back to watch Gally talk with Teresa. Mans has one hell of a poker face, might I add.

You start moving at a pace to your liking, but not to Newts. He has a hand on your right hip, slowing your movements, causing a whimper to escape your lips. He gives a you a sly smirk, not taking his eyes off yours for right now.

You don’t know how, but those eyes and that smirk, somehow had dripping more like a cascading waterfall. And as much as you’d like to enjoy this and take it slow, we had to rescue a certain someone.

So you thrusted your hips, down onto his clothed thigh, and he loosened his grip and let his hands rest on em. Enjoying the fact that you were, loving the feeling of his thigh up against your heat.

Then you let yourself go, and leaned your head down near his ear to softly moan into it, before pulling back cheekily.

You knew he couldn’t say the things he wanted to say, but he would when you two were alone, and he wouldn’t be quiet about it neither.

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Yeah…

Sorry not sorry.

#tmr imagines #newt tmr x reader #newt x reader #x reader #black!reader #fantasy #smutish #smut

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fioreose · 24 days

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HEAD-CANNONS

DEAN WINCHESTER HEAD-CANNONS

synopsis : in which i tell you my lovely dean winchester head-cannons !

tags : fluff, nsfw, headcannon, smutish

↝ gets jealous when seeing you talk to other men but would never admit it ↝ his love languages are acts of service and quality time ↝ the most stupidest but smartest man you’ve ever met ↝ counts with his fingers because he’s a “visual learner” ↝ since cannily speaking dean doesn’t say “i love you” he would say “i need you” as a form of that and he would show his love through his actions ↝ protective and paranoid ↝ emotionally repressed ↝ temple kissesss ↝ also calls you baby leading to confusion on whether he’s talking about the car or you

NSFW HEAD-CANNONS

↝ boob man 100% ↝ loves when you’re on-top ↝ bratty & whiny bottom ↝ motor-boating 24/7 ↝ choking kink ↝ pussy starved man ↝ sex in baby 100% ↝ sexting while he’s away on hunts ↝ sam has walked in on you guys several times ↝ his head thrown back letting out grunts eyes squeezed shut as you ride him. hand wrapping around his neck softly squeezing it.

#dean winchester #supernatural #headcanon #smutish #smut #fluff #dean winchester x reader

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blueberrypancakesworld · 11 months

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I requested the sensitive nipples ask, How would Eddie react if his S/O had a lactation kink ?

Hello anon I see you're back with a new request. Have fun reading this little snippets :)

Always Darling

warning : reader is female, no use of Y/n

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°When Eddie and his darling are finally pregnant after a few attempts, he is not only overjoyed but also finally becomes the father he never had.

°Not only does he help his darling through the entire pregnancy, but also with everything else. He just wants to be there for you.

°But pregnancy is not only about having a child, it also has other problems. Not only the nausea and the different hormones, but also the milk production of the breasts.

°At first it was easy, the baby needed the milk to survive and Eddie was always full of pride and love when he watched you. But after the baby got a little older and wasn't so dependent on the mother's milk, the problem came.

°Outlast Asylum was not a hospital and even if it was, it had seen better days. There was no pumping machine for her breasts and still it became quite painful at some point.

°After several sleepless nights, she finally plucked up the courage to tell Eddie the problem and with warmth in her cheeks, he almost jumped on her when he realised what she wanted. ,,Oh my heart...what kind of husband would I be if I didn't take pain from my wife".

°As he kissed his way down her neck and undid the buttons of her nightgown before spreading small kisses on her breasts before he began to suck on the sensitive nipples and listened to the relieved and slightly excited sounds of his wife.

°Her own hand moved from his arm where she held on lightly to his hair. She gently stroked his head while praising him for his good devotion. It would not be the last time he helped his wife, for the excitement his darling felt was the greatest pleasure he could give her.

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#outlast #eddie gluskin x reader #eddie gluskin #lactating kink #reader is female #fluff #smutish

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willowsages-blog · 7 days

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public restaurant: Dbf Sebatian Stan x female reader

summary: against your better judgment, you somehow falter and let Sebatian, your dad's best friend, do what he will with you at dinner, right underneath your parents' noses.. without your father finding out

warnings: swearing, exhibition, public fingering, daddy kink, dbf.

"Stop it, we're in a nice restaurant." You softly smack his hand from traveling to your inner thigh, mumbling your words in a cruel manor.

"I don't really care," Sebastian glides the tips of his fingers up your leg slowly and somberly, resting his big hand severely close to your aching heat.

"Well, I do care.." Once again, you remove his warmth from your own, humiliated that the softest touch of a man could make it so difficult to focus.

"And just because my parents are in the restroom, doesn't mean we can mess around, Sebastian." what if someone finds out looking around trying to see if your parents were close by especially your father would go crazy if he saw the two of you together close.

"They're probably fucking." Blandly, he says, staring at you with an ornery glint in his florescent eyes.

"Gross." You blow a disgusted huff through your teeth, watching your parents emerge from the back of the building, looking pure as ever.

"If it were up to me, I'd have you taking my cock in the bathroom too." His words slipped right down through you and caressed your arousal with his grueling words, forcing an unwanted, tainted red to spread among your cheeks like wildfire.

"You shouldn't say things like that.." Wary, you kept your eyes lowered, fully ashamed of the affect he had now bestowed upon you.

"Flustered, my Love?" He gave you a convincing look of concern, but he had "arrogance" written all over his face, settling his damned hand atop your knee smoothly.

"Y'know, you shouldn't wear this," He pulled the small, delicate strap of your dress off your shoulder, "Makes me want to ruin your nice little dress.."

"Stop, Sebastian..." You pull the loose strap back up to its former place, grimacing once his hand crawls up the slit of your dress and settles against the molten cove, he calls his own.

"Stop what, Y/N?" He shifts his eyes on yours, raising a brow in question. "I've hardly laid a finger upon you.." He curled his finger under the silk fabric of your panties, massaging your little rose bud soft and nice.

You fall silent to his wishes, eyeing your parents who had made a stop at the bar and were laughing with another couple while you sat there, a mistress to whatever Sebastian decided to do.

He rolled your clit between the pads of his fingers as you let your head fall back slowly, chewing on the pillowy softness of your bottom lip to suppress your pleas for more.

"Sebastian.." He slid his long index into your pulsing folds, and you wrapped both of your hands around his bicep,

anchoring to him as he deflowered you amongst the eyes of the public. You struggled to keep your legs still from under the table, and his pace of pleasure quickened.

Softly, you whimpered through your lips, undeniably hushed by his arousing acts of unbidden desires.

You squeezed your thighs together, whilst enveloping his hand at your very center. It was terribly hard to keep quiet, and even Sebastian struggled with the want to praise his little princess for doing so well.

"Such a naughty girl," Sebastian chides, watching you fall apart so delicately, amidst the oblivious beings that scatter the room. His eyes travel down the lengths of you, the sore throb in his cock swelling each time your thighs shook around his hand.

He pumped his thick digits slow and masterfully, while sweat dotted your brow, sweeping your hair with a gleam.

Your chest fell rapidly, and you felt the overwhelming sensations of his languid touch begin to brink at your nearly come orgasm.

, please.” Involuntary bucks broke from your hips, and you let your head fall to his shoulder, a cascade of whimpers and cries quietly evading your wordless mouth.

“Go ahead, princess, come on my fingers. Let everyone see how messy you are.”

His lips moved against your ear, and you couldn’t help but free yourself from the bondage wrapped around the pit of your stomach in several knots, and he unwound everything single one of them with ease.

Careless of what eyes could be scouring you, you let your body rattle through your orgasm, coating his fingers with your juices and an unapologetic moan emptying from your lips with passion.

It felt so good.

You sigh as Sebastian removes his fingers from you, hazily watching as he slips them in his mouth unbothered.

You let your breathing smooth back to normal, eyeing him with the same lustful desire you withheld still only minutes ago.

Confident, you led your hand right over his hardened erection, sliding your palm tenderly against the noticeable indent in his trousers. Sebastian gave you an evil look,

dismissing whatever silly little idea you had in your mind. He swept your hand away, intertwining your fingers together instead.

“Not now, baby.” Concern lathered his voice and the both of you looked up, watching your parents make their way back to the table you all were sharing.

Though Sebastian would stare with intent, you kept your eyes lowered, ashamed of the escapades that went on right under their noses.

"Oh honey, what's gotcha so wound up? You look like a tomato." Your mother, bright as always, ponders aloud, making you shift your eyes in her direction.

"It's really hot in here, Mom." You fan your hands at your face, Sebastian's shit-eating grin in your peripheral's.

"Well, maybe you should cool down with some desert! I'm sure a little ice cream and pie would help you out." She widely smiled, taking her former seat in front of you and signaling a waiter over. You were going to decline your mother's suggestion, but she looks so happy, and pie sounds just too good...

He stands from his seat, yea do you mind driving me home were right beside each other I just think Mom and Dad would like to have a little more time to themselves, Honey are you sure' No you say it no biggie I'm little tired and I'm sure Sebastian wouldn't mind,

bidding your parents goodbye and forcing you to do the same. You walk beside him through the restaurant, confused but nonetheless glad that you didn’t have to deal with the embarrassment of knowing what the both of you had done.

“What the hell was that? You frown as the two of you exit the restaurant, met with the humid air that engulfs your bodies tightly. Sebastian grabs your hand firmly, coyly pulling you into his hard,

“And I want a taste of that pussy, been craving it all night.”

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #Sebastian stan smut #character x reader #sebastian stan characters #fanfic #oneshot #smutwarning #smutish #dbf sebatian Stan x reader #sebatian stan fic

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cupidop · 11 months

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You are mine.

Muzan Kibutsuji KNY

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TW: muzanxfemreader, vaginal teasing, pet names, oral mentioned, teasing, sorta nsfw? (I'm still new to this, I do appreciate tips)

| It takes place in The Entertainment District Arc. You are one of the entertainers, and as you make it home after a long shift, a man greets you on your balcony|

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You heavily sigh as you are packing up your things, a few men pass you. "I've seen your performance, the Tokito house is lucky to have you." A man complimented you. "Why don't you come back to my place, I'm sure your pretty tired, I can surely relax you." Another asked. "Thank you gentlemen, I'm flattered, really, but I have a boyfriend and I'm not ready to give this job up." You smile. They'd frown and continue their walk. You hop off of where you perform and make your way to the house, but your shoulder brushes up against someone. A tall man with black curly hair. He seems to be wearing a suit with a fedora on. You quickly turn around to see no one there. "I thought-..I must be really tired." You continue your path. As a performer, you lived with other ladies, and the owner is in charge of all of your performances and what goes on in the house. The Oiran is like the queen of the house. You level up in the house depending on how refined your skills were. Koinatsu was your oiran. She was a kind person. As your all greeted by the ladies and you head in your room, you sit with a loud exhale. Your feet hurt. You sit infront a small mirror wiping makeup off, your true beauty reveals itself. The pins in your hair are taken out, and you change into something more comfy. It was hot outside, so clothing that was thin was perfect. You wrap around a yukata around your shaped body, the silk felt like heaven on your dainty skin.

"My, my, I never knew how elegant you are, even when you are just changing." A voice lingers into your room. The lights outside have disappeared, but your room was still bright. Your head turn to your balcony doors, they were open, and a man stands there. His tap tipped over his eyes, it was the same man your accidentally bumped into. You quickly stand up. "You cannot be here! Leave at once." You demand. "How rude, speaking to someone who has great power like that." His hat tips up revealing his face. He was pale with crimson eyes. You couldn't help but blush from the sight. He stepped closer and you step back. "Your ways of making men slobber over you really makes me aroused." His voice was deep, but formal. You quickly grab a pin from your dresser, holding it up as if it was a knife. The man frowned, he was gone in the blink of an eye and right in front of you gripping your wrist that held the pin. His eyes gazed into yours with a terrifying expression. "My dear, I don't think you know who I am, my name is Muzan Kibutsuji, the demon king." He'd growl. Your eyes widened in realization. You were only warned by your boyfriend about him. He is a deadly man who has killed thousands, no, millions of lives. You start to shake, this was it for you. "Look at you so helpless like a little animal who was finally caught by its predator." An evil smirk planted on his face. "It makes me feral." As he spoke, you couldn't help but form tears in your eyes, you wanted to break down on the floor.

A hand cups your cheek, but before you could react, his other hand pushes you to the ground, making him pin you. A small whimper leaves your mouth with a gasp, but you weren't the only one surprised. Muzan's breathing became slightly heavy, it seems you were turning him on. As his hand, that cups your cheek, travels down to your inner thigh. You slam your thrighs together, but something stops them. His thigh was between yours. "No no, my little bunny." He'd chuckle. His thigh caresses against yours, as his knee moves up to the main part of your panties. "Please, get off of me!" You beg. Muzan's eyes narrows at yours. His head leans in towards your ear as he whispers, "I don't think I will." His knee shuffles closer to your cunt, as it brushes up against your panties. A small squeak leaves your mouth. His head lifts and his lips gets closer to yours. You could feel his hot breath, it was, irresistible. His mouth passionately plants onto yours, yours eyes get bigger by the moment, but then more relaxed until they closed. He was such a good kisser, you feel your body sucumb to him. You knew it was wrong but you didn't want to stop.

His tounge slips into your mouth, a light moan from you rests on his lips. His knee backs away and his fingers taps the base of your panties. You can feel your cunt start to become wet. As he's fiercely kissing you, a finger slips into the panties, now touching your clit. You'd gasp as a arm wraps around his back. "Hush sweet doll, your friends will hear us." He'd moan into your mouth. Hearing your delightful whimpers makes him want you even more. As he rubs around your bud, the hand starts to slip the panty off, then makes it way back to your drenched cunt. His fingers dance around your vulva, before his lips leave yours, a trail of saliva connects to your mouth.

NOTE - Hello thank you for reading all of it, I am sorta new to this thing, I love to write/type books, even the silly parts 🤭. Anyways, I took great inspiration from someone named muzansfangs, YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GO CHECK THEM OUT! I'm thinking of making a part two if maybe enough people recognize it?? (ART ISN'T MINE) ☆⌒(＞。≪)

#demon slayer #muzan x y/n #fem reader #suma kny #smutish #so silly #muzan imagine #i love smut #going to hell #demon slayer muzan

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tweetiescookie · 1 year

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Fearless Love ~ B.N

Summary - You were the first person to show that Black Noir could be loved and cared for too

Warnings: Smutish towards the end but other than that none

Requested - No

Word count: 676

You knew at that moment that something was corrupt when you walked into the seven tower but it was worth it meeting him. Even though you so desperately wanted to run up there and hug him when you saw he was crying you stopped yourself.

He had an aura that screamed danger and was known as Voughts attack dog but you were the first person to look past that. When the both of you first met it was when you were introduced as the new member. You had caught his eye at first which led to regular runs to fast food restaurants and daily mental health talks.

When pictures of you two started to surface on the internet Vought pushed you guys to say you both were dating. However, that didn’t stop you from having a friendship and hopefully more in the future.

When you found out that he stopped celebrating his birthday ever since he turned 18 and was hired by Vought you almost went crazy. Right then and there you wanted to throw a big party but he didn’t want that so you just stuck with a party between you and him. At first, he was surprised and then he was happy but he was even happier when you brought out a cake and presents.

The first present was a brand new katana you brought when you saw his other sword was getting old and feeble. The other present was wrapped and tied with a ribbon which sparked his interest more.He froze when opened the present. It was starting to worry you a little bit but then he suddenly hugged you making you hug him back.

It was a Buster Beaver plushie that you had custom-made for him with the original design. He finally realized how much he loved you to the point where it hurt his stomach. You had caught his heart when you showed him how much you cared for him ( you swear that you could see hearts coming out of him).

Buster and his friend started to dot on about you and tell him that he should reveal his feelings to you before it was too late. Noir started to plan on how the perfect time to do this.

When the time came he took you to the places you had always wanted to go to but were too busy. Then he guided you to a picnic blanket by a tree and that was when he finally told you his real feelings (after lots of self-encouragement).

Now you two were happily together and living in the same secret apartment that Vought doesn’t know about. Both of you guys decided to go at a slow pace for now but sometimes pick up the speed. Earving was an amazing lover both in and out of bed.

Loving and cherishing your body like he wanted to ever since he met you at that team meeting.

Earving was an impressive size pleasing you in all different ways and places worshipping your body in the most loving way possible. At first he would go slow and then pick up the pace hitting in all the right spots. You would mewl and whine when he would hit your cervix turning you into a cockdumb whore.

Your go-to position would be the mating press every time and you swore he was trying to get you pregnant. His cock would position into you picking up the pace when you came to your climax ramming his tip into you with every hard thrust. And when he came his load filled you up to the point it spilled out of you and onto the bed making a mess.

Don't even get me started on the aftercare he would treat you so gently and prepare a bath filled with water and rose petals. Noir would even go to the closest deli market to get your favorite snacks.

#the boys x reader #black noir #black noir x reader #smutish

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rat-cigars · 11 months

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Part 2 of my Matt Stone x fem!reader story

(I still don’t have a name but if you have an idea drop one)

CW: 18+, a touch of smut, boner alertz

Throughout the rest of the shooting for the scene, you had been smooching up with Matt for what seemed like hours. His own lips had even started to turn a light shade of pink from your lipstick. Trey was the one who had kept resetting the scene, getting in some good shots. You weren’t gonna complain, you would happily sit on Matt’s lap all day if needed.

“Hey, when are we getting lunch?” One of the background actors had asked, “Um, how about we do one more take and then we can break for now.” Trey looked at Matt who nodded in agreement. The crew nodded and set to take their last shots. “After this, we should run some lines during lunch.” Matt offered, once again wrapping his arms around you.

His fingers felt so plush against your skin, fitting perfectly around your bare back. “Yeah, would you mind sharing your script with me though?” You blushed in embarrassment looking down. “I must’ve dropped it earlier..” you sighed but Matt chuckled and nodded, “Of course. Let’s finish this strong.” He smirked getting into position with you.

This time as your lips met, you could feel his stubble rub against your face. His eyes were fluttered nearly shut as he pulled you closer into him, even moving his hands to your arms to hold them. The moment Matt had broken away to speak to ‘Coop’ you missed feeling his warm lips on yours.

The kisses he left on you this time felt more genuine, had some more passion. You sunk deeper into his lap, suddenly feeling something that poked your inner thigh. You couldn’t ruin the shot though, especially not wanting to embarrass Matt either. His kisses trailed a little lower on you chest as you leaned into him, giggling in character. “Cut!” Was called once again and it was finally time for lunch.

Trey politely called for a robe for you as you sat on Matt’s lap still. “Hey, you might not wanna get up yet..” you basically whispered it to him, gesturing under the water. Matt’s eyes widened and his face really went pink, “Ugh, I’m so sorry..” he groaned, hiding his face for a moment. “I didn’t say I was uncomfortable..” you smirked, teasing him as you put on your top under the water.

Matt rolled his eyes waiting a moment after you got out. Taking the robe and putting it around yourself, “Whatever, I’ll meet you in your trailer.” You chuckled, leaving to get some lunch before heading to his room, walking in and seeing it was empty. Shrugging as you set your food on his trailer's table and sat on the couch, waiting. Soon enough Matt was in there to join you, still in his swim gear.

Your robe laid loosely on your body, revealing more than you expected but still teasing Matt a little. “H-Hey..” he smiled seeing you on the couch, walking over to join you. You didn’t even need to say anything back as he leaned in with you to meet lips. “Are you okay with this?” He asked, pulling away for a moment. You nodded, “I’ve wanted this for a while..” you confessed and quickly removed your robe. Matt smiled at your response and leaned back in as you pulled his curls. His kisses trailed from your lips down to your chest, causing you to shudder in pleasure.

“Matt..” you breathed, his green eyes peaked up at you, his tongue starting to lick a line from your neck down to your breast. “Yeah?” He smiled at you, starting to kiss your breast as you whimpered under his touch. “I want you to fuck me.. like really fuck me.” You couldn’t even look him in the eyes as he chuckled nodding. “I think we could do that..” Matt leaned back up to kiss your lips, now trailing his hand down to your thighs. Feeling his hand gripping your thigh, his nails slightly digging in made you gasp.

Unfortunately this also caused you to choke on your own spit for a moment, suddenly opening your eyes to an empty room as your throat cleared. It had been some sort of messed up dream, but it had still been exciting. You groaned, checking the time and seeing you’d only been out for a little while. “Are you ready to run some lines?” Matt had finally entered, just in time to share the rest of lunch with you. “Yeah, what took your goofy ass so long?” You laughed, ignoring the lingering wetness between your thighs and coming back to reality. “Long line, gotta make sure the crew eats, duh.” He joked back, sitting next to you on the couch. “How sweet.” You smirked and leaned in with him to start going over some scenes, bumping shoulders as you practiced.

#rat rites #matt stone x reader #doug remer x reader #matt stone smut #smutish #sorry I’m advance for the lazy writing #it’s been a while lmao #matt stone #trey parker

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v-via-a · 9 months

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Caught with a Winston- Part Two

~ smut warning ~

“Even while we sleep, we will find you, acting on your best behaviour, turn your back on mother nature, everybody wants to rule the world-“ you hum quietly to yourself as you walk through the empty hallway not caring you’re missing half of your math class. Walking like your balancing yourself trying not to step on the cracks on the floor, when suddenly you hear a door open and a pull on your arm, being pulled into the room. You gasp as you almost yell until you hear his voice.

“Shh-doll” he whispers placing his fingers to his lips as he closes the door behind you two.

“Dally? What are you doing?” you question crossing your arms but you feel excitement building up.

“You left this at my house” he smiles lifting up your school tie.

“Oh thanks, Is that all you had to drag me in here for? You fiddle with it still in his grip.

“Of course not doll” he slolwy pulls you in as you accept kissing him as you raise yourself up to reach, you two start to enjoy it when you feel goosebumps covering your entire body, you felt his hands go under your shirt grazing across you skin you slightly pull away.

“Dally! We can’t it’s the english classroom for crying out loud!” You look up at him and to the door out the small window in the door.

“No one’s here, no one’s is using it for the entire day, i’ll lock the door” he looks back at the door and back to you.

“Dally…” you drag out his name knowing he loves to get up to mischief.

“Please? It’s okay if you dont want too” he pouts his lips but respecting your choice.

“Yes Dally” you nod your head quite excitedly as he’s not the only one who likes to get up to mischief.

“Really? I was kinda of kidding you dont have to if you dont wanna-“

“Yes Dally” you tell him again but with more serious yet seductive tone in your voice.

“We agree than” he smiles as he picks you up as you laugh placing you on the long desk on your back.

"If i fall i will take you with me" you laugh as he hovers above you as his fists dig into the desk pushing himself up as you loosen your clothing. Still keeping your shirt on but loosened with the tight collars and ties with Dallas unbuttoning his shirt showing off his toned chest and stomach. You throw you blazer jacket off throwing it onto the ground unbuttoning the top half of you shirt slightly revealing your chest making him stare and smile. Still having your skirt on but you pull it up slightly revealing yourself. He pulls his pants down half ways. You thank the stars as you see putting protection on as he sits you on top of him you always scolded him about it.

No protection - Nothing will happen.

Sure, there are alternatives out there, but you didn’t want to put your body through anything. No matter how painful your periods were with the nights of hot water bottles, the amount of underwear you went through, and the bed sheets going to the dry cleaners, going into the most craziest positions that helped with the cramps, crying if Steve looked at you crooked or if Dallas accidentally said one of his jokes. Watching sad movies with Angela, being together so much they practically synced together, and of course the infamous chocolate cake you two devoured before anyone could get to it.

Things go silent for you two as you both put your heads together as you wrap your arms around his neck. You leave out a gasp arching your back as he pushes himself inside of you.

“Is that okay?” he questions not wanting to hurt you.

“Yeah, keep going” you reassure him to continue.

Your lips brush together again, as small moans leave your mouth as his leaves out grunts. His thrusts get harder as you’re basically riding him now. He pulls you in tighter grabbing onto your hips pushing you down as he goes up.

“Do you like that?” he whispers into your ear as he gently moves you up.

“Yeah, keep going like that” you answer as you fall into him.

“Magic word?” he looks back at you, you didnt know if he was being serious or jokin, it’s hard to tell with him sometimes.

“Please Dally?” you roll your eyes.

You both give a small laugh as you said it. He continues to do what you asked him to do. Trying to quiten yourself by digging your face between his neck and collar bone but it seems to be making him slightly louder as you could he him grunting and his heavy breathing. You pull on his skin not knowing if you had left marks, not that he would care. You breath gets heavier as you feel him going to your collarbone gently kissing until you slightly felt his teeth grazing against your skin making you ride on him faster. Feeling it is giving you and him more pleasure even when it quickly crosses your mind that you both are missing class. If your brother Steve would or would not notice, but you don’t care, you couldn’t care less if Steve found out. A popular greaser girl with the delinquent greaser who gets put in classes with the other trouble makers - you always liked Dallas, you were always friendly with each other for long as you’ve known each other, you didn’t realise you liked likes him during the summer, you were so surprised when you noticed he took interest in you a few months back just before school started. You tried to keep it in for long until you burst and told your best friend Angela, who swore to secrecy that she would not tell a soul. Remembering your first kiss with one another, your first time, sneaking around you two loved it so much because it felt bad and rebellious, it always turned Dallas on. You two sneaking around almost getting caught, having to hide him in your closet sometimes as Steve or your parents just loved to barge in looking for cancer sticks. Passing each other in the hallways remembering the night before and planning dates after school. You soon snap out of it when you feel his hand slightly lifting up the back of your skirt, as you didn’t realise you were starting to gasp and moan loudly as he puts his other hand other your mouth - making you look down at him making eye contact, making him smile whispering.

“God you’re so beautiful” before kissing you again.

You can feel his thrusts get sloppier but harder as you feel your body building up making you tense. Gripping onto his back digging your nails down his skin. He grunts gripping your hips tightly for both of you it was a little painful, but also pleasures you two so much. You wondered if you have left marks on his back.

“Keep going Dally, just like that” you beg.

What felt like only minutes for you two, you both started to get closer and closer trying to quiten yourselves down - you could see his face scrunch up as eyes shutting tightly as you smile in pleasure. Tugging on his hair as you both finish, panting as you brush back your hair smiling at each other kissing again. You both get a interrupted as the school bell rings loudly making you both jump at the sight of the swarm of students walking as you could see out through the tiny window in the door.

“Shit! Shit!” you almost fall off him quickly getting off.

“Fuck! Here!” he threw your blazer jacket to you as you quickly put it on making sure you tied Angela’s tie back on quickly fixing yourself up as you see Dallas struggling buttoning his shirt back on.

“What do we do!?” you whisper panicking.

“Um..you go out through the door and i’ll take the back door okay? he points to the main door and the back door with the emergency exit is.

“Okay, i’ll see you?” you ask before heading out the door.

“I’ll see you later at the dingo, 6pm” he smiles kissing you one last time as you see him enter the back room still fixing his uniform where the equipment was stored and also the emergency exit.

You quickly and swiftly make your way out the door without anyone spotting you as you blend in with the crowd.

“Y/N!” you hear a voice call our your name making you jump once again.

“What!? Oh Angela don’t holler like that!” you sigh in relief.

“You left me alone in math class and i had to work with Soda” she complains to you heading towards your lockers for your next class.

“I thought you liked him?” you question opening your locker looking into your small mirror fixing yourself up.

“I mean, i do but man he is shit at it- where were you?” she questions pushing back her locker door and pulling at yours to reveal yourself touching up your neck with concealer with her confused expression turning into a smile as if you had “i had sex” written across your forehead.

“Y/N! Oh my God! Please! I want you to tell me everything!” she begs getting excited.

“Fine, come here…” you smile as you start to whisper what happened so no one else could hear you and Angela squealing.

You start to talk about the details as she got more excited until someone pops up from no where making your head shoot over to the person.

“Where were you Y/N?” Steve asks looking at you as you both try to calm down with Sodapop beside him saying nothing at all. Only eyeing Angela and then to you in suspicion.

“Oh! Nurses office, yeah. Really bad cramps, had to sleep it off” you lie through you teeth hoping it would convince him as Angela pulled on her sleeves and you pulling at your lip.

“Oh, alright as long as you don’t start crying and eat everything in the house, see you later ” he answers walking away.

Sodapop smiles as he quickly whispers to you and Angela -

“You’re lucky he only has a few brains cells but you two are awful liars”

“Dally where were you?” Johnny asks as they reach their lockers.

“Yeah Dally, the teacher was asking for you again” Ponyboy looked at him putting his books in his locker.

“Oh, didn’t feel like going to class” he reponds opening his locker still trying to fix himself up with his shirt with buttoned all wrong.

“What’s with your shirt?” Ponyboy looks up and down at him confused.

“Think it’s getting too small for me why?” Finally fixing himself up leaning against his locker trying to his the mark on his neck.

“No, i mean-your tie?” Ponyboy gently pulls at it revealing the marks on his neck.

“What about my tie-?” he looks down taking the end from Ponyboys hand to see it was her tie, he never gave it back to her, he was in such a rush and hurry he didn’t notice at all.

Johnnys face lit up -“No way! Dally please tell me it was her!? Look at him!” he points at the mark on his neck as Dallas rubs it with his hand hiding it.

“What you two were making out or something?”

He was about to answer as the janitor came up scolding "Don’t be smoking in that classroom! I found this and you’re the only one without it! That door was locked and now is magically unlocked and seen you walk out of the back entrance!” he walks away sternly as two boys couldn’t contain themselves.

He pulls off her tie in defeat throwing it into his locker putting his own back on.

“Dally you god!” Johnny laughs at him.

“Wait, what did he mean by classroom? The one that is usually empty? Why were you two making out in there -you think we are dumb enough not to know about you two? What were you doing in there anyways—-?“ both of their expressions drop into shocked and then smiles.

Dallas couldn’t contain his smile as he hid his head in his locker. “None of your damn business”

“No! Dallas! You God! You absolute God!” Ponyboy shakes him like he was about to go on his knees praising him with Johnny banging his fist on his locker as he couldn’t stop laughing.

Two days had passed and it was a new school week, fortunately you had the pleasure of being in the class you two were in alone, it was a big enough class that all of the grade could fit in.

Dally gave you a glance across the room winking making you smile back blushing, as he looks down at the desk you had laid on. Taking your attention back to the teacher as she goes on about the new book they would be reading when something catches your eye.

“Oh no no no no” your heart sank as your eyes widened whispering.

You look back trying to get Dallas attention without being obvious, you make a small cough and successfully get his attention. You wave your pencil cautiously as if you were just playing with it. He looks at you confused as he mouths “what? Shrugging his shoulders up. You point at the direction upwards on the wall as he follows as you could see his face expression completely drop and his eyes widen like yours did as your eyes both trial up to the top right corner of the room with a small blinking light.

“Shit!” he accidentally says aloud making you turned back quickly covering your face with your hands in embarrassment and your nerves building up as you knew you were both entirely fucked.

A security camera in the top right corner of the room blinked looking down at the classroom.

Sorry if this is bad it’s my second time writing smutish! I don’t really know how to write full on smut 😶 But i really enjoyed writing this up hope y’all like it ✨ If you want i can do a part three of Steve and the rest finding out and how will they both get the video footage out of the schools sight?

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