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donatellawritings · 1 month

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୨୧ based on this submission from @sageworld

boxer!rafe & shy!reader bc they are cuties xx

a big fat reason why you were such a shy and mousey little thing was due to your thick latin accent and broken english. sure, you could hold your own with basic conversations, but your doe eyes never missed the way people squinted into over-exerted focus as you spoke. you were well aware of how you mispronounced words and the way you subconsciously elongated the wrong consonants, so you completely despised having to speak, unless you were spoken to. after spending about an hour with you, rafe was fully aware of your cute quirk and welcomed it with open arms.

quite frankly, the way your tongue carefully sang each word with practiced effort was heart wrenchingly adorable to him … and he silently wished that you’d never stop talking.

“okay, mama — y’gotta use y’words, just like i’ve been teachin’ you, yeah?” rafe calls out from the bathroom, steam leaking through the opened door, his voice raised, thanks to the toothbrush that rested between his teeth.

with a frustrated huff, you quickly blinked back the tears of defeat that welled in your bambi eyes, tilting your head back in a desperate attempt to stop your whiny tears from ruining your makeup that’s you’d spent a whopping hour and a half doing … it was so pretty, soft, and sparkly — messing it up would just send you over the edge.

you remained with your head tilted back for about a minute before the pinned up curls that covered your head became too heavy for your neck, “don’t want to, papi — i feel stupid,” you pouted your lips, swollen from the glittery plumping gloss that you’d applied just a few minutes prior.

rafe had taken it upon himself to be proactive when it came to breaking you away from your shy shell, and he figured that if you tackled your largest insecurity first — the rest would be a piece of cake. so, rafe decided that he simply wouldn’t talk to you, if you only gave him one worded answers or hummed responses.

“hey — fix y’face, no reason to be havin’ an attitude,” rafe enters his bedroom, towel hung low on his semi-wet hips as he snaps a corrective finger in your direction, his glassy eyes glaring into yours as you nod obediently.

adjusting the hem of your powder pink skims bandeau top, or lack thereof, to sit just a bit higher on your perky and swollen tits, you comply, “the pr-press thingy — yo no quiero ir,” you speak, your voice shaky as you approach rafe, bare feet padding against the polished hardwood flooring, “s’too many people,” you add in a low mumble.

acknowledging your concerns with a simple nod, rafe rolls his shoulders, the towel that once hung around his hips now replaced with grey briefs as he glances over at you, before letting out a hum of feigned thought, “that’s what had y’all fussy? jesus, baby,” he sighs, allowing his tight shoulders to soften as he nudges the tip of your chin with the knuckle of his index finger.

letting out an embarrassed whine, you closed the gap between you and rafe, swinging your arms around his tense neck as you jump from the tips of your painted toes, snaking your legs around his waist, earning a knowing sigh from your man, “y’know i can’t have you sitting here alone — need to keep an eye on you, mama,” he coos, keeping a free arm curled underneath the fat of your plush ass and thighs as he continues to make his way towards your shared closet, hiking you up to sit up a bit higher on his buff and toned frame.

“no soy una niña — y’not being nice,” you speak against the side of rafe’s neck, earning a quick slap to your bare ass, “raafe, that was hard,” you moan, lightly swatting your hand against his firm pecs.

rolling his eyes, rafe grabbed ahold of a the crisp navy blue suit jacket that hung neatly, his voice monotone as he searches for his matching slacks, “not a little girl, huh? y’sure as hell are actin’ like one, princess,” he comments blankly, his squinted eyes widening as he nudges your waist with the metal part of the hanger that held his jacket, “hold this f’me.”

with a bratty roll of your eyes, your small hand grips the hanger, your chin resting atop of rafe’s flexed clavicle as your makeup remains in tact.

fisting his slacks and louis vuitton belt in his grip, rafe walks out of the closet, leaving your legs to cling tightly around his waist as he walks towards his king sized bed, spinning lowering his frame to sit down on the edge of the bed, with you straddling him as his loving gaze met your sparkling eyes.

“okay baby, who’s the man that keeps a smile on y’face, huh?”

biting back a blush, you quickly peck your tingling lips against rafe’s, “rafe cameron,” you speak confidently, oblivious to the way the man before you’s dick began to tent within the thin fabric of his briefs. fuck, he loved the way your latin tongue rolled over each letter with innocent seduction.

“yeah?” rafe raises his eyebrows, “and who is rafe cameron,” he pushes, tonguing the inside of his cheek, eyeing the way you fiddled with your fingers as the cogs in your pretty little head began to turn.

batting your wispy lashes, you take a small breath — you practiced this, “rafe cameron is th-the future uni-unified champion and the el-dest son of w-ward cameron,” you exhale, immediately breaking eye contact with rafe as you force yourself to focus on your freshly manicured nails.

“there you go! see, y’talk just fine, hm?” rafe praises, sealing it with a playful nudge to your jaw, just as his free hand snaps the band of your thong to slap the skin of your hip.

with a sharp gasp you sucked your teeth, craning you neck to see the light red marking left by the skin-tight fabric, “ay, rafe dejarme quieta!” you whined, pathetically fighting your way out of rafe’s grip, much to no avail.

securing both of your wrists in one of his hands, rafe patted the meat of the side of your ass cheek, “a’ight, cut it out — was just playin’ around,” he grabs your cheeks with his free hand, silencing you with a sloppy and slobbery kiss.

annoyed whines left your mouth as you felt the sticky gloss smear off of your lips and onto your chin, “hmph — papi, my lipgl-” you were quickly cut off by your own needy moan as rafe slid his tongue up your lips, before swallowing your mouth into a deeper kiss.

“i know, baby,” rafe mumbles into the kiss, your concealer and lipgloss painted on his chin and jaw as you tightened your arms around his neck, both of your tongues lazily lapping at each other.

the messy and sticky kiss continued for a few more minutes, before you ran out of breath — your once flawless makeup now left smeared and patchy as your lips, now red and swollen, and a bit sore stretched into a cheesy smile. a few of your pinned-up curls had fallen, some wild strands of hair sticking to your lips as you wiped the messy corners rafe’s sticky and glittery lips with the pad of your thumb.

“thank you, sweetheart,” rafe chuckled, not missing the way you still couldn’t maintain direct eye contact with him.

who would even begin to think that he still hadn’t even asked you to be his girlfriend yet?

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron x reader #obx #obx imagine #rafe cameron smut #rafe x reader #boxer!rafe #shy!reader #rafe imagine

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chiriwritesstuff · 3 months

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The Girl in IT - The Deleted Scenes - Pt. 6 'The Adults are Talking' - Sweet Revenge

Rating: E (18+, MDNI)

The Scene: Remember that poll I had up for Chapter 6? It was time for Sugar and Joel to get their sweet revenge on her father, who knew that sweet, innocent Sugar had it in her? This happens at the end of Pt. 6, 'The Adults are Talking'.

Chapter Warnings: Smut (18+), Breeding Kink, Joel and Sugar do very bad things on her Daddy's desk, Established Relationship, Older Man Younger Female, Vaginal fingering, Revenge Sex (but not how you think), Joel and Sugar are fucking menaces, Almost getting caught by someone (maybe?), Improper use of bodily fluids (hehehehehe), Porn with very little plot.

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: this is just 1.3k words of pure filth. Also, you guys put it in my head that you want Suagr to call Joel Papi, so I just ran with it! Hope you all enjoy, ya filthy animals!

"Well, what are you waiting for?" you whisper, "Are you going to fuck me on my father's desk or not?"

Joel smiles, unbuttoning his shirt. "I thought you would never fucking ask, baby."

He approaches you with a cheeky smile, your ass backing into the edge of your father's desk. You perch yourself atop the surface, spreading your legs wide as Joel situates himself between them, shrugging his sage-green button-down off of his shoulders. He peers down at you, tipping your chin as he presses a chaste kiss on your lips.

"You're going to have to be real quiet for me, baby. Do you think you could do that?" His fingers graze the edge of your thong near the gusset, and if he moved his fingers over just an inch, he could easily run his fingertips along the seam of your folds-

"Jesus," he whispers, slipping his fingers under the fabric of your thong. "You're dripping," he mutters, almost sounding like it was an accusation.

"Joel. Please-" you groan silently, bending your head back as Joel slips his thick finger into you to the knuckle. "Fuck, does this get you off, being in your Daddy's study like this?"

Your eyes meet his, blown out and dark, his eyes half-mast. "As much as I would love to eat you out," he murmurs, "I don't think time is on our side, and I would rather not have your father shoot my balls off because he caught me fucking his daughter." He takes a deep breath, straightening himself, and pushes the waistband of his slacks lower, the bulge of his cock straining the fabric of his boxer briefs. "Fuck," he groans, his hand roughly grabbing his bulge as he looks at you hungrily, his brown eyes blown black. "Do you see just how much I ache for you, Sweetheart?"

Fuck. He's fucking massive.

"Yes," you pant, nodding in agreement as he pushes his boxers down, giving his cock a tentative stroke. He notches the weeping head at your entrance, his mouth finding yours as he pulls you into a kiss, towering over you as you brace yourself on your elbows. His hand grasps the back of your head as he deepens the kiss, thrusting inside of you to the hilt.

You gasp against his mouth, tipping your head back as your eyes roll in pleasure, Joel taking the opportunity to groan against your bare neck as he pumps into you steadily. "Fuck-" he snarls through his teeth, angling his hips higher as he allows you to adjust to his length. "So fucking tight, shit-"

You bob your head dumbly in response, pressing your face into his curls. He pulls out slightly as he takes another breath, one arm snaking around your back and the other gripping the desk as he thrusts back up into you, cradling you as he starts to push you up on your father's desk, almost lifting you up completely as he uses the desk as leverage, picking up the pace. His hips snap against yours sharply as the desk begins to rattle from below.

"Is it bad that I thought about this?" Joel pants, "Defiling you on your Daddy's things, making him pay for trying to keep you away from me?"

You look down at where the both of you are joined, gasping at the sight of Joel's massive cock being swallowed whole by your pussy. His shaft is glistening with traces of your slick as he continues to split you apart. Your stomach clenches at the scene, Joel groaning as your pussy sucks his shaft back inside of you.

You could hear the echoes of your father and his friends through open window in the study, still continuing on his drunken triade. Joel stills his hips against yours as he looks out the window, glaring into the vastness of the night sky. "Tell me baby," Joel stutters as he quickens his pace, the slick squelching of his thrusts filling the room, "What would your Daddy think of his little girl now, getting fucked by a dirty rich old man? Do you think he'll disown you?"

"I'm counting on it," you breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pull him in for another kiss. "I only have room for one Papi right now, and he's currently balls fucking deep in me-"

"Fuck!" Joel roars, placing his hands on your hips as he starts to thrust into you slow and deep. "You can't call me that, fuck, I almost blew my load-"

"What, does my boyfriend like it when I call him Papi?" you smirk against his neck, sucking on his pulse point. He thrusts into you harshly, grabbing your hair and pulling you back as he forces you to look into his eyes.

"Is my little Mami being a brat?"

You brace yourself, one hand on the desk as the other still holds on to his neck, shifting your hips to the side as he pummels into you, his thrust becoming erractic as the both of you chase your release. "Only because you haven't given me what I want yet," you chide, "What's taking you so long? I should have been pregnant yesterday," you pout. "Make me a real Mami, Papi, please-"

"You're such a bad fucking girl, baby. Begging to be breeded on your father's desk, fuck, what happened to my sweet little Sugar? You're so fucking wet for me, its dripping down my fucking thighs-" he says in reverence, his mouth agape as he throws his head back.

"I'm so close, Papi," you rasp. Joel's fingers finding your cunt as he begins to assault your clit, his touch so fucking delicious that your pussy clenches around his cock, Joel groaning in approval.

"Look at you," Joel sighs as he takes in your shaking form, your leg wrapping around his hip. "Getting fucked in your daddy's study like a bad fucking girl, fuck you are a dream-"

"Fuck, yes-"

"Putting these ideas in my head, calling me fucking Papi-"

"Yes. Yes, harder, Papi-"

"Make me a baby, Mami, fuck, you're going to look so fucking good, walking around, round with my fucking child-"

You bury your face into Joel's shoulder, attempting to muffle your scream as you fall apart completely, your body going slack against his as he continues to pound into you, chasing his own release. Joel cradles your shaking form against him, his chest heaving as he thrusts into you once more, biting your shoulder as he comes deep and hot inside of you. "Fuck, Mami, fuck-" he shouts against your skin.

What was that? you hear through the window. Sounds like a cat in heat! your father's friend exclaims, his laugh so loud you it echoes throughout the walls. How far is this room from your neighbors? I swear I hear someone getting absolutely railed-

You laugh silently against Joel as you catch your breath. "I guess that's our cue to get the fuck out of here," you whisper, kissing Joel on the forehead. "Come on, we better get a move on before they start looking for the source of all of the noise-" Joel nods silently, placing his palms on each side of you on the desk, slipping out of you. He helps you jump off as he reaches for his slacks, pulling it up his ass as you fiddle with your dress.

"So," you ask cheekily, your head motioning to the sweat and cum that accumulated on your father's desk, a distinct imprint of your ass amongst the carnage. "Do you think you got your sweet revenge on my father?"

Joel walks over to you as he turns you around, his hand at your zipper. He slides it up your back, his breath hot and heavy against the shell of your ear. "Baby," he whispers, a smirk against your cheek. "I got my revenge the day you agreed to be mine," he chuckles, spinning you around as he presses a kiss on your forehead.

"This? it's just an added bonus."

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pablitogavii · 9 months

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Her Tummy

Summary: Pablo LOVING your pregnant tummy

Very wholesome story for y'all <33

"Amorcito, where are you??" Pablo's voice was heard from the hallway and you smiled immediately calling his name form the kitchen. You were grabbing your daily fruit snack satisfying your ever growing cravings for sweets.

"Ai princesita mia..it's so good to be home" he said going behind you and snaking his arms around your waist placing his large hands on your pregnant belly.

Ever since your bump started growing, touching and feeling it has quickly became Pablo's favorite thing to do. You weren't complaining always loving to see his smile while he felt the baby inside your tummy.

"Why won't he kick!?" he said wanting to feel his son desperately and you chuckled at his impatience reminding him it's not something you can control.

"He's sleeping amor, and please don't wake him cause I need a break" you said and he promised kissing the side of your head before walking with you to the couch.

"Have I told you today how beautiful your tummy looks like this..tan bonita" he said leaning down and kissing your bump while you snacked on your fruit ball and playing with his fluffy hair.

"Mhm..today and every other day cariño" you say and he smiles up at you nodding his head before pecking your lips quickly stealing one slice of apple. You snarled at him wanting it all for yourself and he chuckled raising his hands up in surrender.

"Don't kill me mami" he smirks and you roll your eyes secretly loving the new nickname you will soon get to carry.

"Then stop stealing our snacks papi!!" you said and Pablo chuckled nodding his head and pulling you close to him caressing your tummy again while you relaxed.

"There is a dinner next weekend we need to attend preciosa" he said after awhile and you woke up after hearing that looking up into his eyes.

"What is it for?" you ask a little worried about finding the dress that still fits.

"Just a club reunion por la nueva temporada of the documentario" he said and you were now really stressing over what to wear because it was a BIG event!

"I have nothing to wear Pablo!" you say looking at him with sad eyes and he kissed your lips gently before pulling away and tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Que dices preciosa? Everything on you looks perfecto princesa!" he said and you smile that he didn't understand what you meant exactly. It wasn't that you had no good dresses but they were all too small for you now.

"Amor, I need a dress for pregnancy.." you say and his eyes open wider as he nodded quickly saying you both should go shopping one day before the dinner.

While you were trying dresses on, Pablo was sitting outside waiting patiently to see you in them. He was very excited to see how your tummy looks in dresses meant to make it stand out more.

"Can you zip me amor?" you same out turning your back to him and he nodded zipping it up for you and when you turned around his breathing stopped for a second at the sight of you.

"What is it? Doesn't look good?" you said a little self conscious trying to hide your tummy with your hands but he was quick to take them away placing them on his chest instead.

The dress you wore: ps. I LOVE Bruna <33

"You look like a diosa amor! I'm speechless que guapa eres..you both are so perfect!" he said touching your tummy again and you smile feeling your eyes fill with tears at his compliment. Damn hormones!

"Gracias Pablito.." you say and he smiled pulling you into a hug and kissing the top of your head before raising your chin up and kissing your lips lovingly.

During the whole even, Pablo's hand never left your tummy and even all his fans commented that every photo showed him touching, caressing or kissing it. Everyone found it so adorable and so did you feeling like the most special woman in the world.

"Leave the poor woman alone cabrón! Como estas amiga?" Pedri joked hitting Pablo's head and he rolled his eyes in response. You always loved their brotherly relationship.

"Muy bien Pepi. Pablito is taking good care of us" you said fixing Pablo's hair while his cheeks blushed a little while he looked at your tummy longingly. He wanted to touch it so badly but didn't want to bother you anymore taking what Pedri said seriously.

"And the little chaval? He a trouble maker like his papi??" Pedri said and you giggled nodding your head saying he kicks so much he will surely be a futbolista.

"Ojala!" Pablo said seeing how brightly you smiled while talking about your son making you a special kind of beautiful in Pablo's eyes.

"Hopefully, he gives you a break tonight?" Pedri said and you shook your head taking his hand and placing it on your tummy so he can feel the little kicks. Pablo Jr was definitely excited tonight with the event.

"That's crazy! How does that not hurt!?" Pedri said and you giggle at the question Pablo asked for the first time as well. Boys are so silly sometimes.

"Only makes me pee a lot" you say seeing his cringed face as he pulled away shaking his head.

"Don't want to know that!" he said and you both giggled while Pablo remained somewhat quiet and reserved. Why was he so suddenly in a sour mood? When Pedri left, you decided to ask him yourself grabbing his hand and moving to the secluded area.

"Que pasa contigo amor?" you ask and he just shook his head knowing that he will need to tell you the truth sooner than later.

"He touched your tummy.." Pablo said shyly and you giggled kissing his lips which of course cameras caught but you didn't mind.

"You're jealous that YOUR best friend felt YOUR son kick inside my stomach?" you ask and being put that way it was really a silly reason for jealousy but Pablo loves your tummy way too much!

"Is it annoying you that I always hold your tummy amorcito?" he asked and you shook your head kissing his cheek and grabbing his big hand before placing it back on your stomach feel the baby kick. Smile quickly returned on Pablo's face.

"Can I tell you a secret??" you say and he nods now really interested.

"Only time he doesn't kick is when he feels your hand on my tummy" you say seeing Pablo's eyes fill with tears this time and you pulled him into a hug and your stomach was touching his while baby kicked happily.

"I love you so much preciosa.." Pablo said and just in that moment baby kicked making you both giggle as Pablo leaned down and kissed your tummy.

"And you mi pequeño fútbolista" he said making you both giggle before kissing and returning to the party hand on hand with Pablo's other hand obviously on your tummy. hehe <3

#pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavi #gavigif #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi #gavi x vini #gavi x yn #gavi x reader #gavi x you #pablogavixreadersmut #pablogavixreaderfluff #pablo gavira #pablo martín páez gavira #gavira

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jennifer-jeong · 3 months

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[Fluff + Crack] [Love and Deepspace x Reader] Rizzing Them Up With Slang

Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel

Are you guys rockin with my photo editing skills or what LMAOOOO I laughed very hard while making this

CONTENT

Fluff, crack, flirting with love and deepspace men by calling them handsome, implied feminine reader in Rafayel’s because he calls you pretty lady, CHARACTERS ARE 18+

AUTHOUR NOTES

HELLO so I tend to play games like Genshin, Tears of Themis, and L&DS in mandarin because it’s the games native language and I speak mandarin so it makes me happy and comfy hehe. So basically I was thinking that if the characters call you things like “xiao jie” (english = “little lady” or “darling”), you could call them something like “shuai gei” (english = “handsome guy” or “lady-killer/papi”) LOL

You see him reading on the couch in your shared apartment as you’re preparing for a date. He’s waiting for you and looks amazing so you say:

“帅哥~, 准备好了吗?” Pinyin: “shuài gē~, zhǔnbèi hǎole ma?” English (direct translation): “handsome guy~, are you ready?” English: “hey papi~, are you ready to go?”

Xavier/Shen Xinghui

He looks at you blank faced and then starts to sound out the word, trying to understand what it even means. He raises an eyebrow and says he understands that you’re saying he’s handsome but…??? So you end up explaining it to him anyways (he’s such a boomer but it’s cute because he’s YOUR boomer <3). You tell him that he indeed looks handsome and you just wanted to let him know in a funny way. He nods, smiles, and then thanks you. He puts his hand over yours and reaches the other hand to cup your cheek, making sure that you know he thinks you’re so pretty. As you giggle in response you can both feel your hearts fluttering as you press your lips together.

Zayne/Li Shen

He looks at you deadpan, almost mildly offended (teasing rizz), before going back to his book. On the inside he’s trying not to laugh because he always loves your antics and will only play dumb to tease you (he’s secretly a just a silly lil guy). You try to keep using the slang but he just continues to say “I don’t know what that means, say it properly.” You refuse because you’re pretty sure he knows this slang. After a few more tries you let out a huff and mutter something about just wanting to compliment him for being handsome or whatever while pouting. He finally breaks and chuckles, saying he loves your expressions while snaking his hands around your waist. You start to argue back but he cuts you off with kisses on your forehead, hands, and finally, lips.

Rafayel/Qi Yu

Raises an eyebrow, slightly shocked, but then makes a proud face and pretends to hair flip (zesty). He smirks because he knows what you’re getting at and he wants to make you say it again. He cups a hand to his ear facing you and flutters his eyelashes at you and says “sorry, I didn’t catch that.” You laugh at his silliness before a lightbulb appears above your head. You walk closer to him and lean down to his ear and say it again, slowly and seductively. His eyes blow wide open and he blushes hard, his face and ears turning red. He stutters and then coughs into his hand. He reaches out to grab your hand and leans his other arm on the back of the couch (nervous rizz) and says:

“对, 准备好了, 我的美女~” Pinyin: “duì, zhǔnbèi hǎole, wǒ de měinǚ~” English (direct): “yes, I’m ready, my pretty lady~” English: “yes, I’m ready to go, mamacita~”

This was really fun to make LOL thank you for reading!

|| MASTERLIST <3 ||

#love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace fluff #xavier x reader #zayne x reader #rafayel x reader #xavier fluff #zayne fluff #rafayel fluff #j's silly ramblings

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wysteria-clad · 2 years

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calling the moon boys by their names prank:

paring: moon boys x fem! reader; established relationship

a/n: just a quick thing that popped in my head

genre: fluff

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Steven:

"Hey, Steven, can you pass me the remote?"

Steven would be confused for a minute then wondering if you are mad at him.

"Did I do anything wrong?"

"what? No"

"Why did you call me by my name?" he gets the sad puppy look in his eyes, which melts your heart. "I'm your darling" he strides closer to you and hugging you tight.

You hug him back. Of course you tell him it's just a silly prank and apologise cause he looked so hurt for a minute. You call him your darling and kiss him sweetly.

Marc:

"I'm gonna make some coffee. Marc, do you want coffee?"

"what?" he looks so offended.

"what?" you slide off the bed. Right when your legs are about to touch the floor, he scoops you back by your waist.

"I'm your baby" he buries his face on the crook of your neck, placing feather light kisses on your skin.

He pins you down by pressing your hands on the bed. His breath and his slight stubble tickles your neck, making you giggle. He didn't stop until you called him your baby again.

Jake:

"Jake, what do you want for dinner?"

What the fuck he just heard now?

You usually called him 'papi' in and out of bedroom. Or 'babe'

The moment his name slipped out of your mouth, Jake Lockley was terrified.

Are you angry at him? He hated when you were upset or mad at him. Did he forgot something important?

"Jake?", there it is again. "I asked what you want for dinner", your voice cut off his stream of thoughts.

"Cariño, are you okay?"

"hmm? yeah, why?"

"Nothing" he watches you move round the kitchen, searching for any hints you were upset with him.

"I guess I'll make chicken pot pie"

You seemed fine. His eye brows furrowed. Still, he didn't want to take any risks.

He approaches you from behind, snaking his arms around your waist and kissing your shoulder.

A wide smile blooms on your face but you don't show it. "You seem to be in a better mood now, Jake"

That's it. He spins you around making you face him. "Why are you not calling me, 'papi'?"

He looks absolutely serious, frown lines appear on his forehead.

You couldn't help but chuckle. "I was just goofing around" you admit with that adorable grin in your face.

He would smile too if he wasn't thinking of your punishment for your little prank. Without any warning, he scoops you up in his sturdy arms making you yelp. He drops you on the couch, his fingers tickling your sides mercilessly.

"Jake, stop!" fits of giggles escapes your lips.

"Hmm, I don't know. That's not what I want to hear now" his fingers run over your ribcage, making you laugh.

"Babe...babe! Stop!" you manage to utter in between your giggles.

"That's better, princesa" his fingers ceases the tickling thankfully.

The wide smile on his face matches yours.

"Papi" you reach out to grab his head and pull his face closer for a kiss, tugging his curls slightly.

He hovers above you, obliging your wish.

#steven grant x reader #steven grant imagine #marc spector x reader #marc spector imagine #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley imagine #moon knight x reader #moon knight imagine #moon knight fluff #steven grant fluff #marc spector fluff #jake lockley fluff #moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley

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lewdmommie · 11 months

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Edging Spider-Man 2099

Submissivemiguelxreader💗

Summary: you push Spider-Man 2099 past his limits

🎀Warning🎀:18+NSFW, blood play, sub/dom, bondage, language,oral sex etc

Miguel could see everything in this position, he watches in amazement as you straddle his waist backwards bending over and arching your ass. Your pussy spreads pink and slippery, he can see your inner walls twitch at his next words.“Oh dios it’s so pretty …please mamita let me in.” Miguel begs, watching you . His cock stands at full attention, the veins visible and pulsing. You push back grazing your slit over his length, he slides between your folds with ease. You moan pushing back as your clit rubs against his shaft. He damn near cums at you using his dick as your own personal sex toy. “I want to feel it baby… need it so bad- so wet so fucking wet.” He babbles thrusting his hips desperately searching for an entrance. You lift up leaving his cock twitching,hard, and unsatisfied . “You won’t be rewarded for impatience.” You command. He whimpers in response.

“Yes yes yes fuck me baby please … so close…c-can’t hold it” his words shake your core nearly making you forget the entire objective of the punishment. A humming sound vibrates the air as the device strapped to his balls buzzes. The purple machine works alongside you as your tongue snakes up the length of his shaft. His abs flex defining every line in his chest, he leans off the bed with pure core strength staring down at you with half lidded red eyes. Sweat beads on his tan body as he begs “mamita please I won’t d-do it again…Por favor mi amor n-need to cum.” He pleas bucking his hips. His cock trembles as you fully take him down your throat, bobbing your head, and filling the room with squelching noises. He pumps his hips with a grunt meeting your every gulp, he’s a horny sweaty mess and you were loving every second of it. Loving the power to please or to leave needy. Now you knew his body better than your own so it was easy to see the tells of him getting ready to cum. The way he bites his lip, how his eyes unfocus, the rhythm of his chest rising and falling. But there was something that happened every time…his cock began twitching like crazy. He was rock solid and you could tell he was going to explode. “Fuck fuck fuck uhn I can’t take it anymore please I-I’m g-gonna-please swallow my babies!” You shoot up looking down at his painfully erect cock. He growls, his fangs are bared and a trickle of blood creeps down his chin. You climb on top of him licking it away. “Patience is a virtue papi.”

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daisies-daydreams · 7 months

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💀 I think I’m a fiend atp. OKAY SO. Miguel O’Hara with..obviously a big girl 😭 so basically she doesn’t know the hold she has over Miguel..like..she doesn’t know what she does to him. Usually he’s so uptight and believes his word is absolute, but around her it’s like he’s a puppy. Follows every (maybe not EVERY but you get it) word and helps out when asked. He doesn’t do this with anyone else. So let’s just say he comes home heavily bruised and very tired and obvi we are concerned about him so we coddle him. He just smooshes his head between her breasts and his hands go everywhere, massaging and gripping to ease his mind. He just melts and we hold him close 🤭 PERSONALLY it can have smut but I really don’t know what the smut would be about BUT if you have an idea feel free to like write that shit down 😭😭🫶 your smut is the best ngl

Spoil You (Miguel O’Hara x F!Plus-Sized!Reader)

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x Plus-Sized!F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: Swearing, Descriptions of Bruises/Injuries, Marshmallow Hell, Touch Starved Miguel, Oral Sex (69) Word Count: TBA

A/N: Hello hello! Thank you so much for your sweet comment about my writing. 🫶 This is a request after my own heart fr. I wasn't really sure what kind of smut to write…but who doesn’t enjoy a good meal after a hard day’s work? 🥴

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Miguel lumbered through the glowing, hexagonal portal. His whole body ached, each bone and muscle groaning as he collapsed on his couch with a heavy sigh. He winced when he felt the bruises all over his body throb and swell.

“Miguel?” you called from the bedroom. He perked his head up.

“Sí, I’m home,” he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. You rounded the corner, only to giggle.

“Miguel? Why are you still wearing your suit?” you asked with a bubbly voice. His heart nearly stopped when you slipped your hand into his, squeezing it a little. He hissed between gritted teeth and flinched away. Your smile fell.

“Did you get hurt?” you asked. Miguel remained silent for a few moments.

“A little bit,” he muttered. His eyes widened as you brought your hand up to cup his covered cheek.

“Miguel, let me see,” you said with a soft yet stern tone. Miguel swallowed as he shook his head.

“Bebé, it’s late. You need to get some sleep-don’t worry about me,” he tried to reassure you. You slid your thumb along his cheek and shook your head.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you said with a firm nod. Miguel smiled a little at your stubbornness, though he felt guilt creep back into the space inside his chest. With a heavy exhale, he slowly let this mask fade away. Your breath audibly hitched when you saw his swollen black eye and bruised jaw. You inspected his face, carefully tilting it side to side before letting your hand fall back into his.

“Did you go get checked out?” you asked. He nodded.

“Yeah, they told me to come home and rest,” Miguel shrugged. You hummed as you gently stroked over his knuckles with your thumb.

“Well…I’m all ready for bed. Why don’t we relax together?” you suggested with a purr. Miguel cracked a wry smile as he snaked his hand around and pinched your asscheek. “Miguel!” you gasped. He chuckled before squeezing your hand and kissing your temple.

“Let’s head to the bedroom, then,” he whispered. Miguel was mesmerized by the way your body bounced as you led him to the room, your hips surely swaying side to side on purpose. You gazed at him with a soft smile before slipping onto the bed and patting your chest.

“Come on, Papi,” you giggled as you smoothed your hands over your breasts. Miguel licked his lips.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he smirked before carefully crawling on top of you. His features softened as he pressed his lips to yours, his muscles relaxing as he felt the soft warmth of your mouth. Miguel sighed as he slotted his hips over yours, smiling as he heard you squeak below him. It felt like an eternity before he pulled back. You parted your lips before he suddenly buried his face into your tits.

“Miguel!” you laughed as he shoved his nose deep into your cleavage. A low rumble rose from his chest as he nuzzled his face against your plush mounds, his greedy hands fondling your love handles. He remained between your breasts before slowly tilting his head to the side.

"I've missed you so much, cariño," he confessed. He heard your heartbeat quicken as you rested your hand over his dark, messy locks.

"I missed you, too, big bear," you smiled before kissing the crown of his head. Miguel grunted, the warmth of your plush tits making him sigh, his muscles relaxing with each breath. “Do you want to take a bath?” you asked as you brushed your hand through his hair. Miguel slowly shook his head, making you giggle when he groaned against your breasts. “Wanna just stay like this?” you inquired. He nodded as his hands remained on your waist.

You gasped when you felt his fingers brush down your upper thighs. Miguel flared his nostrils against your cleavage as his suit began to fade away. He heard your breath stutter as more and more of his skin became exposed, his naked chest resting against your stomach as he nipped at the top of your shirt.

“Mmm, muñeca,” Miguel purred as his cock twitched between his muscular thighs [doll]. You swallowed as he squeezed your waist, his pupils dilating as he swiped his tongue over the crevice between your breasts.

“M-Miguel,” you gasped as your hands found purchase on his shoulders. Miguel hissed when you accidentally squeezed a sore spot, pain instantly shooting through his upper body. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you said before withdrawing your hands. The hulking man simply pouted at your lack of touch.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Miguel smiled softly before tilting your head up. He raised one of his thick brows as he saw a familiar light in your eye.

“What’s on your mind, hermosa?” Miguel whispered as he rubbed slow, small circles on your hips. You shifted your shoulders a little, nearly squishing his lips between your tits.

“I was thinking…maybe you could lie down and let me take care of you tonight,” you murmured before tugging your shirt down. Miguel froze when he felt your breasts spill out from your clothes, your tits jiggling as they sprang free. His cock twitched as he licked his lips.

“Hm, and what did you have in mind?” he smirked. You bit your bottom lip again before shifting beneath him.

“You’re just going to have to trust me,” you whispered before pecking his cheek. Miguel felt warmth spread from head to toe as he slowly pushed himself up.

“Then by all means, lead the way,” he said as he made room for you to switch places. Your features brightened almost instantly as you slipped off the bed. Miguel watched with hungry eyes as you wiggled out of your clothes, revealing your curvaceous form. You glanced at him, chest rising and falling as you slung one of your legs over his sharp waist. A lump formed in his throat as you arched your back, your round, voluptuous ass shaking against his abs.

“Que lindo culo, Mami,” Miguel husked before taking two handfuls of your bum into his palms [Such a cute ass, Mommy]. You mewled as he played with your cheeks, his cock growing harder with each pull, squeeze and tug of your soft ass. He groaned as he felt you slowly rock your hips, spreading your slick against his taut lower stomach.

“Mmm, bebé, por fa-I haven’t tasted you in so long,” Miguel swallows thickly [baby, please]. You released a shaky breath as he slid his thumbs over the globes of your ass, his tongue feeling dry and cracked without the taste of your sweet nectar. “Please, cariño. Tengo sed,” he uttered with a shaky breath [honey; I’m thirsty].

“B-But Miguel, what if I-“ you moaned when he reached an arm around your waist, his hand finding your clit as on instinct. A wave of heat rushed over his body as he circled his finger around your puffy button.

“I don’t care. I’m already bruised and battered…what better way for me to go out than eating my favorite meal, hm?” Miguel hummed as he playfully pinched your clit. Even more blood rushed to his cock when he felt your pussy gush against his stomach, your slick coating his v-lines as he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Papi,” you whined as Miguel circled your clit a little faster. He chuckled as your ass slid closer to his face.

“Sí conejita…give me this sweet pussy of yours while you suck my cock,” Miguel growled, his broad chest rising and falling as you ground your drooling sex against his stomach [Yes bunny]. His heart fluttered as he watched you shift on top of him, your thighs slotting around his head as you lowered your lips. He grunted against your drenched slit as you puffed a breath of hot air against his cock. Miguel slid his hands to cup your ass as he flicked his tongue out, drawing a gasp from you. He kneaded the flesh of your bum as he suddenly shoved your hips against his face, his tongue fully submerged within your folds as he moved his head side to side.

“M-Micky!” you cried out as he flattened his tongue over your labia. He smirked against your warm cunt, his wet muscle yearning to dive inside your pulsating walls. Miguel flinched when he felt your soft lips press against the head of his flush dick. He nearly hiccuped as he felt your juices flood his mouth.

Miguel closed his eyes as you wrapped your mouth around his tip, suckling on it gingerly like a lollipop. You squealed when he grabbed your ass and squeezed it harshly. You suddenly sank down on his shaft, the feeling of your wet inner cheeks stretching to accommodate his size causing him to release a loud moan. He just barely bucked his hips forward as you pressed your tongue against the underside of his shaft.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he thought as you ground your hips against his face, smearing your arousal across his chin as he slurped and lapped at your dripping sex. He opened his mouth and enveloped his lips against your pretty folds as you began to bob your head up and down his length, the tip of his heavy cock gently tapping against the back of your throat.

Both of you moaned as the lewd, wet sounds of your mixed pleasures cascaded through the small bedroom.

“So sweet,” Miguel thought as he licked a bold stripe up and down your cunt. He parted for a brief moment before diving back in as if the intoxicating taste of your pussy was more important than air itself. He relished in the way your drool dripped down his shaft with every bob of your head, your spit dribbling down to coat one of your hands at the base of his shaft.

He shivered when you moaned around his dick as he traced a plethora of quick, sloppy “I-L-Y’s” along your slit. He could feel your entrance pucker against his lips before he slowly prodded at it with the tip of his tongue.

“Mph,” you groaned, the vibrations of your little sounds of pleasure making his cock pulse between your cheeks. Miguel grinned before he let his wet muscle sink inside your juicy hole. Your lover squeezed your supple flesh as you rocked his hips against his face, your engorged clit rubbing against his chin as he pumped his tongue along your gummy walls. He couldn’t help the way his hips twitched and thrusted into your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks, the knot in his lower belly growing tighter and tighter.

“Mi corázon-sabes deliciosa,” the thought repeated like a broken record as he curled his tongue inside your delicious cunt [My heart-you taste delicious]. He moaned as he heard you gag a little, his cock now lodged inside your tight throat as he sharply thrusted into your mouth, his balls slapping up and down as you whined. He could only imagine the pretty sight of your lips straining around his girth, but the image was quickly lost when you suddenly squeezed his testicles in your warm hand.

His eyes rolled back as his hips snapped up, pleasure ripping through his exhausted body as he moaned. His cock twitched as he emptied down your throat, coating your esophagus and mouth with thick ropes of his hot, sticky cum. Everything felt so clear and fuzzy at the same time as he gently rocked his hips, his body overwhelmed with pure bliss.

Miguel sighed against your sex as he floated back down from his high. He grunted as you slowly pulled yourself off of his thick, meaty rod, his softening cock slipping past your lips as a bead of cum swelled over his slit. He squeezed your waist when you audibly swallowed his spend, the sound echoing inside his mind. He felt your smile as you kissed his lip, your tongue swiping over his slit with a small, wet kitten lick. He smirked before gently dragging his tongue along your gummy walls, savoring the grip your pussy had on his thick muscle.

“M-Miguel,” you gasped, your voice slightly hoarse as your thighs shook around his head. Miguel chuckle, the sound making your walls flutter around his tongue as he swirled, thrusted and lapped inside your hole. You cried and rolled your hips, your pussy squelching as Miguel quickened his movements.

“Papi, f-fuck!” you sobbed. Miguel groaned as he felt your soft body grind against his, your ass jiggling just above him as he devoured your cunt. He grinned against your slit before suddenly making a loud slurping sound. He patted his lips as you stiffened above him, a wave of your cum flooding his mouth as your walls gripped and convulsed around his tongue.

Miguel rubbed his hands up and down your curvy hips and ass as you rode on his face, your sweet juices coating his tastebuds as you moaned and whined above him. You rocked your hips a few more times before your walls loosened around his muscle, your thighs still shaking as you took a deep, shaky breath. Miguel pulled out with a slick “pop” before kissing your drenched cunt.

“Thank you for the delicious meal, hermosa,” your lover purred as he patted your ass. You whimpered above him before slowly turning around. Miguel felt his cheeks glow with heat when he saw your fucked out face-eyes half-lidded, lips swollen and parted. He smiled as you gently laid yourself on top of him, your breasts flush against his as he kissed the top of your head.

“Why don’t we take that bath you suggested earlier, hm?” he suggested with a whisper. You smiled against his clavicle as you shifted your gaze.

“I’d love that,” you smiled warmly.

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daydreamingleclerc · 2 years

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kinktober #2 - carlos sainz jr

it’s not your fault if seeing carlos in golf shorts gets you hot.

prompts: thigh riding & praise, “good girl, that’s a good fucking girl” & “come, sit”

warnings: partial nudity, thigh riding, swearing

“what’s the matter with you?” carlos asked, one hand snaking around your waist while the other gripped at the other side of the golf club in your hand, “you’re usually so good at golf, angel.”

he shifted behind you, and the material of his shorts rubbed against the back of your thighs, “you’re making it hard for me to work, carlos,” you said, teeth partially gritted as his hand splayed across your stomach underneath your jumper, “you know how i feel about those shorts.”

“i could’ve said the same about that skirt, hermosa.”

“there’s nobody around,” you mumbled as you spun around in his grasp. carlos’ big brown eyes admired you, his lips curling up into a soft smile, “five minutes, mi rey, just want to feel you.”

carlos’ arms wrapped around your waist, and pulled you in close, and you tried to sneak a kiss from his lips but he pulled away with a laugh. “there’s nowhere for us to go, Y/N,” he stated, looking out at the vast greenery of the golf course. “the clubhouse is fifteen minutes away.”

you snuck in a kiss anyway, “but the golf buggy is just behind you,” you muttered against his lips, “it’s seven thirty in the morning, carlos, nobody is around.”

“you’re so naughty, how can i ever say no?” he stated curiously, and you watched as he walked away to the golf buggy and sat in the drivers seat, a giddy excitement bubbling up inside of you, “come, Y/N, sit.”

you’d never moved so fast, draping yourself over one of his thighs as he spread his legs to accommodate you on top of him. your nipples poked through your white shirt and he flicked them, “cold, reina?”

“carlos, no teasing.” you mumbled, breathing a sigh of relief as your hips began rocking against his leg instinctively.

your head buried itself in the crook of his neck and he hummed, “so wet, aren’t you? hm? all for me?” all you could do in that moment was nod, the slick friction of his skin underneath your clit was intense, and you were so wet that you left a patch on the hem of his shorts where you’d been rocking against them. “mhm, so eager.”

you lulled your head up to face him, and he held your chin between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand on your bum as you braced yours against his shoulders for leverage. carlos admired the way your eyes rolled back into your head with every rock of your hips, and when he shifted and gave you a clean patch of his shorts, you whimpered.

“i won’t be able to last much longer, papi.”

carlos groaned at the nickname, and left a stinging slap to your bum as you rocked back and forth profusely now, your hips falling out of sync as you got closer.

“fuck Y/N,” he groaned once more, “cum for me.”

you could feel his dick underneath your leg, rock hard and straining his shorts, and all it took was another slap to your bum for you to throw yourself forward.

“good girl, that’s a good fucking girl.” he breathed as you moaned out his name, your hips stilling as your orgasm washed over you.

you rested your head on his shoulder as you caught your breath, too flustered to move as you recalled what just happened in the middle of the golf course. carlos began to chuckle, and you looked up at him.

“you’ve never looked as wonderful as you do in this moment, hermosa,” he kissed your nose and tucked your hair behind your ear, “te quiero.”

“i love you too, carlos.”

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selfishlove-tf · 2 years

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‘Hey.’

His low voice snapped me out of my disbelief at what I had just seen. My step-father, the most average Joe, had just grown into a massive hunk in minutes... and I was hard as a rock!

‘Hi,’ I replied shakily.

‘You like?’ I could only nod. ‘You want this, kid?’ Again, I nodded. ‘You want to be like this?’ Wait... I could be like him? ‘Before you answer, just know that it comes with a side effect.’

‘Yes, oh god please!’ I almost shouted.

‘Wow, someone’s desperate, but don’t say I didn’t warn you, son.’

He stood up, watermelon-crushing thighs supporting a tapered waist below heaving, juicy pecs. He was so tall, a foot taller, and then he walked towards me, his pendulous snake of a cock swinging back and forth until he reached me. I was practically drooling, unable to keep my mouth closed.

‘Y’know son, this family has been a bunch of nobodies for too long. I think that should change...’ he grabbed my jaw and tilted my head to look at him directly into his deep brown eyes. ‘Don’t you agree?’ He almost growled like a predator as I nodded again. ‘Good boy. Let’s get started.’

Dad leaned in and pulled my mouth towards his. Soon, our mouths connected and we started to kiss. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and he hungrily ate at me. It was a little after that I realised a taste of honey. It was a thick consistency and Dad was feeding it through his mouth into mine. The more that flooded my mouth, the quicker my throat went into auto-swallowing. We made out (I swallowed the honey) for so long, I was losing track of time and I was getting dizzy.

When Dad pulled away, I almost followed but he stood me still with a devilish smile on his face as he stepped back and lounged in the chair behind him. At some point, he had taken my clothes off of me and I had not realised. I was left in my blue briefs. ‘Stay there and wait.’

I was confused, but not for long. Soon enough, my body started to buzz and I felt wave after wave slowly creeping through my body and gained in both speed and ecstacy. It became lightning through my body, lighting every nerve in my body. I glanced over at Dad whose giant hand was rubbing his throbbing, meaty dick as he watched before a huge wave hit me and my eyes closed tightly.

I felt my body strain, skin started to stretch, bones started to crack, and muscle started to expand. The waves starting from my feet carried the effect north, through my torso, down my arms and into my head. I flexed my toes involuntarily as my feet started to elongate from a size nine to a bigger size twelve. my calves shapened into sharp diamonds following my thighs that grew until they touched. My hips widened and my ass inflated like ballons into two perfect bubbles but the growth skipped my dick. A deep V carved itself following a set of cobblestone abs and my back flared out like wings. My pecs pumped up slightly to a more toned look, nothing like my Dads firm pillows. Veins ran down my biceps that tensed, increasing to the size of baseballs, my forearms and hands complimenting the size. My shoulders bouldered up and my neck thickened and the wave moved up to my face. My features sharpened, my jaw able to cut paper, my cheekbones were high and my lips puffed up. To say that I was a heartbreaker was not enough to what the transformation did to my face and, judging by my quick glance at the mirror in the room, my eyes allured like my Dads.

Speaking of my Dad, he stood back up and walked towards me again, his python hard and directing his way to me. He wrapped an arm around my lower back, looked down to my dick and shook his head. ‘You always were a grower.’ With that, his free hand gripped my hardened dick concealed inside my blue briefs and he started to palm and yank at it. My nerves were on fire, and I started to moan loudly.

‘You like that, boy?’

‘Yes papi!’ I exhaled. ‘Please, more!’

‘Your growth is complete, now I get to have some fun.’

With both hands, he grabbed my asscheeks and dug into them, pulling me towards the couch again. With his strength, he tore my briefs from my body, pulled me over his dick and slammed me down onto his monster. ‘Fuck papi! Yesss!” I yelled, but not from pain. Pure ecstacy coursed through me as I realised my ass was self-lubricating.

‘The best thing about bottoms is that their ass leaks sweet, slick honey,’ he breathed. ‘So it’s easy to get to the best parts.’

He scooped up a bit of the slick and shoved his finger into my mouth, and I suckled like a baby, my wanton moans desperate for more. This sexuality, the need to be fucked grew and grew and I found myself riding his dick faster and slamming my hips down as hard as possible.

‘You’re such a whore - no, you’re Daddy’s whore. That’s the side effect. You keep wanting more... don’t worry, so do I. We’re going to be fucking for a while, Son. Get used to it.’

He tilted me back, lifted my legs up and started to jackhammer into me. I was in pure bliss and knew that I would never want this to end. I can’t thank my Daddy enough for transforming me.

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donatellawritings · 2 months

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idk what this but reader has a collection on panties and Rafe goes crazy for it.😶

rafe is such a loser when it comes to lingerie lol

you were not shy about showing off your body. you loved wearing obnoxiously mini micro-skirts and skin-tight low rise yoga pants, you especially loved the slight peek of the waistband of your panties that shined through. sometimes, you’d even allow the ridiculously thin band of your thong to sit a bit higher on your waist. you felt a light need to show off your underwear, mainly due to just how expensive the flimsy fabrics were. rafe didn’t mind swiping his card, if it kept you dolled up and content, he was also secure enough with himself to where a swell of pride who burst in his chest whenever you’d bend over and your lace panties would come into view.

dressed in your plush robe, you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as you struggled to choose which pair of panties you would wear for the day ahead. your wispy eyelash-clad doe eyes widened at the wide array of thongs and panties that filled the shelf of your dresser. you loved accessorizing and contrary to popular belief, your selection of underwear was, in fact, an accessory. with a defeated sigh, you licked over your pouty lips, “papi, can you help me with something?” you called out, huffing with a frustrated pout as rafe’s heavy footsteps grew closer and closer to you.

acknowledging you with a chaste kiss to your temple, rafe snakes a toned arm around your waist, leaning his chin on your shoulder as his gaze followed yours, “y’having trouble picking one?” he questioned, earning a nod from you as you wordlessly pulled away from him, taking a seat at your makeup cluttered vanity, mentally checking out of the frustrating, yet feeble task. rafe was quick to scan the nearly full drawer, the wide array of pinks, lace, and silk underwear causing him to swallow thickly — he needed to see you in every single one. “what about this one, mama?” he held up a baby pink thong with black lace trimmings.

with an annoyed roll of your eyes, you shrugged, “i already wore those, papi — i don’t even want to go out anymore,” you whined, tears of frustration glazing over your usually bright eyes. there goes your spoiled little girl peeking through. “nothing in there looks pretty,” you continued your rant, your words falling deaf to rafe’s ears as he sifted through the drawer, licking over his dry lips as the varying underwear, his mind focused on how he’d push the expensive panties to the side as he fucked you.

rafe’s bright blues widened as his finger hooked into the baby pink a white thong that was adorned with an embroidered pink ‘R’. completely dismissive of your whiny rant, rafe dropped the dainty material atop of your vanity, “put that on, then show me how it looks — m’gonna be doing some work in the office,” he spoke sternly, lightly nudging your chin with his finger, silencing you as you parted your swollen lips to speak. truthfully, rafe didn’t have any important duties to tend to, he simply needed to get away from you before you could see his already tenting hard-on.

you were quick to comply, allowing your robe to carelessly pool on the polished hardwood floor as you stepped into the thin material, gently sliding the thin waistband to sit comfortably on your hips as you your plump lips expanded into a knowing smile at the sight of the baby pink ‘R’ that was sewn into the thong, covering your pussy. your stomach turned with a blushing embarrassment at how giddy the panty made you. crossing your arms over you fully exposed breasts, you scurried out of your bedroom. rafe’s harsh typing pattern can be heard throughout the hallway as your pranced into his office.

rafe raised his head from his laptop with a stoic expression written on his handsome face as he watched you stand awkwardly on your tippy toes, your arms concealing your supple breasts, “don’t do that shy shit, mama — i’ve seen it before,” he sighed — running hand over his shaven face as he laid back in his leather chair, spreading his legs as he shifted his hips. catching just how shy and coy you were being, rafe shut his laptop, pushing it to the far side of his desk.

he’d be damned if you felt anything less than his pretty girl.

“c’mere,” he huffed, his eyebrows furrowed as you walked towards him, your arms remained crossed over the swells of your chest, a slight smile prodding at your swollen lips as rafe gently grabs ahold of your arms, pulling them away from your chest, “there y’go — y’so fuckin’ pretty,” rafe ogles shamelessly, earning a ticklish laugh from you as he pressed a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss to your tummy, causing your hands to softly cradle his head. rafe continued kissing your abdomen, his lips stretching into a knowing smirk as you threw your head back, sighing as rafe brought his lips to the thin strap of your waistband, tugging on it with his sharp teeth.

allowing the strap to snap back against the skin of your hip, a shocked squeak left your swollen lips as rafe’s eyes became hooded, his pupils dilating as he pulled away from you, “get on the desk, keep your legs open,” your doe eyes flickered with confusion as you quickly complied, keeping your shy gaze on rafe as you walked towards the desk, a soft gasp leaving your lips at the feeling of the cold and sturdy wood biting at your plush skin of your ass. with a shaky breath, you leaned back on your forearms, keeping your legs spread as your feet dangled off of the edge of the desk.

“those pretty fuckin’ panties — gonna keep ‘em on while i fuck you, mama,” rafe sighed, his eyes handing now as you lick over your swollen lips, humming sweetly as rafe unbuttons his slacks, pulling his briefs down just enough to free his hard cock, “y’already fucking ruined ‘em, so fuckin’ wet already,” he adds, rubbing his swollen tip up and down against the dampened spot of your panty, pressing his tip against your clothed hole, eliciting a desperate moan from you.

“papi, please fu—” you whined, biting down into your bottom lip as rafe waved a silencing hand, before pulling your panty to the side, his eyes greedily drinking in the slick glisten of your wet folds and puffy clit.

sliding his thick cock into you, with ease, rafe leaned down, one of his arms flexed as he held himself up on the desk, while his free-hand cradled your head, pushing your forehead flush against his. rafe couldn’t help but smile at the way your doe eyes stared dreamily at the way his hips rolled against yours, your lips parted as you struggled to get any words out, aside from a few gritted moans.

parting his lips as means to mock you, rafe’s eyes gazed into yours as he watched you fail to say anything coherent, the sound of your soppy pussy squelching pathetically with each lewd thrust, leaving you a cock-drunk mess, “c’mon, mama — spit it out,” rafe teased, nodding as you simply blinked at him.

swallowing thickly, you let out a shaky breath, your cheeks burning with embarrassment as you wrapped your arms around rafe’s warm neck, whimpering into his collarbone.

“can’t even fuckin’ talk, huh?” rafe chuckled, a low groan leaving his pink lips as he brings his arm around your back, relishing in your sweet moans and whines as he fucked his hips into you, “i know, mama, let it out,” he cooed, his thrusts remaining quick and firm as you cried into his chest, your wet pussy squishing and squelching as you sucked in a sharp breath.

“hmph! s’too sensitive, papi,” you shuddered, pulling your head away from rafe’s neck, your jaw slack open as you stared down at your conjoined hips, your wet eyelashes batting as your watched rafe’s pelvis grow sticky and shiny from your creamy wetness.

pushing your head to lean back against his chest, rafe’s thrusts became hard and deep, earning a high-pitched yelp from you as his hips harshly slapped into yours, “y’can fuckin’ take it, baby — fuck, be a good girl and take it.”

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