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starxxkitty · 2 months

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Vulnerable

Sub!Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader⭑*•⊱•̩̩͙⊰•*⭑

☆ Word Count: 750

☆ Warnings: Pure smut, p in v, cursing, begging, No use of y/n

☆ A/N: Hey guys!! I'm so sorry that I haven't posted in a while, I was caught up in a shit ton of work and I was procrastinating so hard😭😭For those who requested, I promise I'm not ignoring you!! I'm working on a few fics, but for now, I decided to write a little something while I continue finishing up the other things:3

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Mike hated vulnerability. He was always so closed off, the idea of being so exposed made him sick.

Or at least that’s what he would say if he wasn’t a whining mess underneath you. Slick cunt sucking him in, your body flushed against his.

He was unable to think straight, no matter how hard he tried to keep his composure and attempted to recall his dislike for being so open, he couldn’t. Not when you were so close, infiltrating his senses, face going soft as you moved up and down.

“Please—f-fuck..” God he could hardly speak, breathy moans doing nothing to wash away the stirring desire between the both of you. His weak attempts to form any coherent sentence failed miserably, nothing falling from his mouth but those whiny groans as he tipped his head back in ecstasy.

You admired how pretty he looked, eyes screwed shut as he gripped the sheets under him in desperation. “Mike..Touch me.” His name rolled off your tongue so sweetly, those simple words lulling him further into his dizzy haze.

Jaw slack, he couldn’t stop the soft whimpers spewing from him, hesitantly grasping at your waist. It was almost impossible to ignore the way he held you as you fought back a moan. He stretched you out in a way nobody else could, reaching spots that you fantasized about late at night with your hands between your thighs. Taking in the sight, your ego was through the roof as you fucked him dumb.

He was long gone, desperate pleas mixed with his faltering thrusts, it was clear that he was drunk off your body and loving every moment of it. The sound of you squeezing around his cock only added to those filthy sounds spewing from him, mouth parted at that blissed-out feeling.

Gasping as your fingers tugged at his hair, he could only focus on the way he felt inside of you. “C’mon sweet boy, look at me.” You whispered, “Gotta stay quiet, yeah?” Trying to respond, his mind went fuzzy with your pretty lips just above his. “I—“ Voice breaking into a whine as your hips rolled against him so perfectly, “I’m trying.” Biting down on his lip, the attempts to be silent were useless, doing nothing to muffle those pathetic sounds.

Leaning back, your fingers dipped between your legs; pressing against your sensitive clit. The sight made his head go numb, hands dropping to your hips, too weak to do anything but admire you. It was clear that he couldn’t stay quiet, not when you slowed down like that, putting yourself on display as he watched himself disappear into your cunt.

“Fuckk..“ He moaned, burying his face into your neck, in an attempt to hide his humiliation. “Please..” Pressing open-mouthed kisses against your skin, his whines muffled as he went dizzy from the sweet taste of you. “Please baby, please,” He couldn’t do anything but grip your plush skin in desperation, “God I’m so close…keep going. I need you, please I—fuck I need you so badly.” Fingers digging into your body, he was too lost in pleasure to care about the sounds spilling from him. That familiar knot building up from his mindless mumbling.

“You wanna cum for me?” Your voice was tantalizing, a weak nod being the only thing he could muster, groaning at the feeling of you pulling at his hair again, “Then let me see you.” Nervously, his eyes met yours, completely blissed out as he held himself back from spilling over the edge. Your hands trailed down to cup his face, speeding up as his hips stuttered. “I’m—“ Head falling back against pillows behind him, his words faltered, the prettiest sounds spewing from his lips. Quickly covering his mouth, that pussy drunk expression had your head spinning.

“God you’re so fucking loud,” You breathed out, gripping his slack jaw. He couldn’t even respond, desperately looking up at you with those glossed-over eyes. “You feel so good.” He whined, lips chasing yours before catching them in a needy kiss, mind dumb from pleasure.

You slid your fingers down his chest with a sigh, “Who knew you were so noisy.” The teasing edge laced through your words had him looking away, lost in the intoxicating proximity of your body against his.

If being vulnerable meant getting to fuck you like this, then maybe it wasn’t so bad.

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wyourias · 6 months

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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 ( 𝟏𝟕+ ) — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒

✦ : subish mike , written with latina reader in mind , established relationship

as you walked into mikes room setting your keys down after a long day at work all you could think about was his cock down your throat, “ hey… ” mike muttered burying his head in unpaid bills and paperwork from abbys school, “ baby take a break ” you said rubbing his back from behind his chair kissing his cheek slowly messing with hid hair, “ i have work i cant” he said kissing your hand gently holding it as you sat on his lap straddling him wraping your hands around his neck slowly kissing his neck as his hands slid down grabbing your ass as you slid your hands up his shirt slowly taking it off his body as you began grinding onto him as he hardened beneth you whining and moaning about how he needed you, “ let me take care of you ” you said as you got on your knees teasing his cock through his pants, “ please… ” he said breathing heavily as you gently took his cock out licking the pink tip gently as you stroked his dick, “ f-faster ” he said as he whined bucking his hips into your mouth as you took all of him in, “ g-gonna cum ” he said stuttering and cursing as he released all his cum into your mouth, “ t-thank you ” he said as you kissed him and cleaned him up the mess he made.

#micheal schmidt #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #sub mike schmidt #mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt smut #micheal schmidt smut

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theblackcatwitch5 · 14 days

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“Are you mad?”

“No”

“So sharpening knives at 2 am is just a hobby?”

“It’s soothing?” 🤷🏼‍♀️

#quotes #sam golbach x reader smut #sub klaus mikaelson smut #kol mikaelson imagine #sub mike schmidt #sub kol mikaelson smut #percy jackson fluff #sub matt sturniolo smut #percy jackson smut #rafe cameron fluff #henry hart x reader

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gods-bastard18 · 2 months

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This is just a thought dump, and unedited

Potential mistakes

I really want to peg Micheal Schmidt, like, make him cry from pleasure and overstimulation, but not wanting to stop yet because he wants to be good and hold out enough to make sure that his dom is satisfied. He's on all fours, biting onto his pillow to keep quiet and not wake Abby, his prostate being abused continually, constant pleasure flowing through his body. His dick throbbing between his legs, oversensitive, and painful. He's reaching back, trying to feel you to ground himself, as the pleasure is getting too much, as he feels like he's losing touch with reality. And then when they're finally done, they clean him to the best of their ability while staying quiet, and once they're both cleaned they cuddle up to Mike, telling him that he did such a good job, that he's a good boy for holding out, holding him until he falls asleep for the next few hours until he wakes up to make breakfast for you and Abby.

#fnaf #mike schmidt #fnaf movie #sub mike schmidt #dom reader #top reader #bottom Mike Schmidt #mike schimdt x reader

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theblackcatwitch4 · 1 month

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what’s up my loves please follow my Wattpad feel free to request smut fluff, angst, whatever it is

Go crazy send as many requests as possible and go into the most detail

feel free to message me on Wattpad or request on here

I only have Riverdale imagines up right now, but as soon as I start getting more requests, all kinds of stories will be up

If you guys want me to post on here as well, let me know because I will happily do that

I mostly only write x reader

I can write like multiple characters, as long as there’s like an X reader involved

the main fandoms that I write for :

Criminal mind

Bones

Riverdale

Grey’s Anatomy

Supernatural

The vampire diaries

The originals

Legacies

Shameless

Scream (the slasher movie)

Teen Wolf

Outer Banks

Riverdale

The 100

13 reasons why

Chilling adventures of Sabrina

Surviving summer

Cobra Kai

Henry danger

Matt and Chris sturniolo

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Nate hardy

If there’s a different TV show that you want me to write for or a different character than one of the actors from one of these shows have played

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rodolfoparras · 6 months

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Thinking about Mike and the kinks he likes to indulge in 18+

Pairing: top male reader x Mike Schmidt

cw: riding,

Thinking about Mike who loves when you play with his hair, who will lay his head on your lap just to feel your fingers running through the curls at the back of his neck, body relaxing in your embrace, soft hums escaping his lips and goosebumps raising across his body every time your nails scratch his skin.

He feels content almost too content because soon he‘s squirming around on the couch while sporting a boner.

You don’t notice it at first too engulfed in your tv show as you continue to rack your hands through his hair, and each time you do so he feels his cock twitch in attention.

He tries to be subtle about it, pressing his thighs together while you aren’t looking but he’s being so loud, whines and whimpers tumbling past his lips as the spot on his sweats darkens every time he squeezes his legs together.

It doesn’t take much before you catch him red handed, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips while he profusely apologizes for getting a boner, because how embarrassing isn’t it that he’s getting hard while you’re just playing with his hair.

But he doesn’t get to dwell too long in his embarrassment as he feels his cock hard and aching between his legs.

Mike’s eyes are glassy, cheeks flushed and hands immediately grabbing for your thighs.

“Please please,” he croaks out, while tugging at your sweats.

“What do you want pretty?” You say, hands gently running through his hair, before yanking at it slightly when he doesn’t answer your question. “Words Mike”

“Please, please touch me sir” he croaks out while nuzzling his face into your leg and oh how can you deny such a sweet request

It doesn’t take much before he’s straddling your waist stark naked and sinking down on your length with his brown curls tangled in between your fingers

Usually he’d hide his face in your neck, too shy to show how good you’re making him feel but with your hand in his hair he has no choice but to show you the fat tears trickling down his face, cheeks flushed and drool dribbling down his chin as he practically bounces in your lap

The pain from your rough grip only sends jolts of pleasure coursing through his body and before he knows of it he’s tipping over the edge, hole clenching around your length and ropes of cum spurting on both your abdomens.

“So hair pulling huh?” You mutter into his hair as he slumps down into your embrace, your words only earning a slap to your chest.

#mike schmidt x male reader #mike schmidt fnaf x reader #would u believe if I said I pulled this out in an hour like Drabble wise it’s ok but idea wise for an hour? 10/10 #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt #top male reader #dom male reader #bottom male character #sub male character

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beatificwrites · 5 months

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—you suck off sub!mike in his office ★

pairing: sub!mike schmidt x reader

content: porn w/o a plot, smut, no use of y/n, reader has grippable hair, oral male!receiving

“What’re you doing??” his brows furrowed at the feeling of your hand sliding into his inner thigh.

“Don’t mind me.” the corner of your lip curved up and your hand remained in place.

Mike’s doe eyes waltzed aimlessly around the TV monitor as he flicked through the noisy cameras. He was already tired of this stupid job.

Your fingers could not help themselves as they crept closer and closer to your boyfriend’s crotch. Once they had reached jackpot, your hand began to gently rub against his bulge.

A restrained moan slipped out from his mouth, “babe, not here. Not here…” he groaned as you gave him a soft squeeze.

“Pffffft!” you scoffed. “Nobody’s watching.” you proceeded to slowly fondle with his ever-growing bulge.

“Please, I can’t loose this job.” he begged as he clamped his hands on the arms of the chair, knuckles turning ivory white.

“Gosh, you’ve always been super sensitive.” you rolled your eyes and copped a light feel of his sack before unzipping his jeans.

You bit your lips unconsciously at the sight of his precum already seeping through his briefs. Your hand practically led itself up and down his hidden cock.

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna cream yourself already.” you snickered.

Mike frantically shook his head, but his flushed cheeks gave himself away.

“You need to relax, baby.”

You dropped to your knees and spread his legs further apart for better room. Your hand returned to gently rubbing against his shaft and your ears peaked up at the sound of him steadily sucking in the air through his teeth.

He began to feel your delicate kisses sprinkle all over his dick. He had no option, but to clench his fist to hold back from spilling all of himself too soon for your liking.

His huge eyes watched every move you made, anticipating the next. Ready to get high off of whatever treat you were about to give him.

You admired from below as the man above was spiraling out of control by the second. You had not even put him in your mouth and he was already about to come undone.

“I can’t relax like this-oh god!” he immediately threw his head back as he felt himself spring free and your hand gripping his length. Your touch was enough to send him to the stars.

You took a moment to ogle at his massiveness. You figured it shape-shifts and adjusts to it whatever state its in because your brain still couldn’t comprehend how such a thing could be supported by him all day long.

“Fuck..” he breathed out once your wet lips wrapped around his cock. He laid further back on the office chair and pulled his hoodie and shirt up just a bit.

Your tongue swirled around his tip, before you took it back out and lazily slipped your tongue up and down his length. You took your sweet time coating him in your slobber, testing his patience; your fave thing to do.

You rubbed his thickness with one hand and rested the other on his stomach, particularly his happy trail.

His mumbled curses came to an abrupt stop as soon as you started bobbing your head. With his mouth agape he threw his head back and you sucked as tenderly as you possibly could.

He reached out to guide your head, placing his coarse fingers through your hair. The urge to shove and move you, so you could suck at the pace he wanted you to, was strong. However, he knew he better.

You relinquished his cock for a moment. “grab as much as you want, sweetheart.” you breathed out.

His eyes widened a little, not expecting that from you. You gave a faint smile, deciding he could have his way with you for once.

He clasped a chunk of your hair not a millisecond later; not roughly, yet not gently either.

You hollowed your cheeks and blew twice as hard. “Jesus Christ!” he whined, through gritted teeth, as he pushed you further down. He was seconds away from spilling all of his load into your mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck..I can’t hold it anymore!” he wailed.

His eyes rolled far back as he felt the intense wave of pleasure wash over his body. His cum spat out non-stop and you graciously took every drop he had to offer. The amount was too much to bare and it would drizzle down the corner of your lips.

You licked the salty stickiness from your bottom lip. Mike marveled, in his disheveled state, at the scene below him. You looked so beautiful right now despite the fact that you had just sucked him off.

You sprung off your knees and shared the taste with him.

“How you like that?” you titled your head as you rasped out.

“mehhh.” he answered with lidded eyes.

You giggled, “you’re so cute.”

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starxxkitty · 3 months

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Perfect

Mike Schmidt x Chubby!Reader

☆ Synopsis: Mike realizes that you're a virgin, leading to him talking you through it for your first time.

☆ Word Count: 2.9k

☆ Warnings: Smut!! Soft sex, swearing, fingering, mirror sex, p in v , loss of virginity, no use y/n

☆ A/N: This turned out to be soo much longer than I expected, and it took a lot more time than I thought(◞ ‸ ◟ㆀ). But I hope you enjoy it!! This was requested by the amazing @druigssidelady ( *ˊᵕˋ)

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Sitting on Mike’s bed, you groaned in embarrassment, cringing at the memories from last night. Those burning kisses he placed against your lips left you craving for more, and his tender touch made everything feel just perfect. But as soon as he slipped his hands under your shirt, you shied away. You didn’t understand why you were like this; too nervous to go beyond a makeout session with anyone.

On the other hand, Mike practically worshiped you. Whenever he laid against the soft pudge of your stomach he would ramble on about how it’s the best part, head spinning any time you laced your hand through his hair. Enjoying the way he’d practically beg to lay between your thighs on those tired days, instantly relaxing as he felt your body press against his.

So why did you always stop??

Burying your face in his pillow, you mentally beat yourself up, knowing that these thoughts would be carried to your grave. You were certain that Mike thought he had done something wrong last night by the way he moved away after seeing your nervous look. That alone had you dying in shame.

You slipped from your mind’s prison when you heard the door creak open, light spilling into the room. “Oh, hey you’re—“

“Mike, I’m sorry” you interrupted, not looking up at him. He opened his mouth, but you couldn’t stop the words spewing from your lips, “About last night. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I just..” you shook your head “I don’t know.”

His brows knitted together, walking to where you were sitting, “Baby, what are you talking about?” He laughed, not recalling anything from yesterday. You fidgeted with the sheets, refusing to meet his eyes. “I didn’t mean to stop that whole thing so…suddenly.”

Confusion filled his face before he finally nodded, “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“You know I’d love you the same even if we don’t have sex.” Heart pounding, you froze.

Fuck.

“I—Mike I promise it’s not that I don’t want to have sex with you, it’s just…” Trying your hardest to find the words as he gazed down at you patiently. “I’ve never had anyone see me so exposed.”

“Do you not want me to see you exposed?” His words had you tripping over your own, mind desperately running to find an answer. “No—I mean—I don’t know.” Glancing down at the floor, you crossed your arms, leaving Mike to take in your closed-off state. “C’mon, talk to me. What’s on your mind?”

You sighed, refusing to look up at him. “It’s embarrassing.” you admitted, struggling to speak, “I don’t want you seeing me differently.”

He blinked back his confusion, “See you differently? What are you talking about?”

As hard as you tried, you couldn’t cover that small shake in your voice, “I’m not used to this.” You looked up at him sheepishly, “I just don’t want to mess things up. I mean I’ve hardly even..“ Quickly cutting yourself off, your eyes darted away from him, biting the inside of your cheek.

Blood rushed to your face, feeling the bed dip as he sat down next to you. “Is this because–” he paused, grasping for the right words, a look of concentration on his face, “Are you a virgin?” You swore your heart stopped, somehow, those words felt even worse out loud. Nodding, that nervous feeling creeping up inside of you as you scolded yourself.

This old and still scared to do anything beyond kissing.

He shook his head, chuckling, “I don’t care about that, you’re a perfect woman, and I’ll do whatever it takes to prove it.” Your face flushed at how he spoke to you. It was so gentle. Seeing that slight squint in your eyes, he studied you, reading your feelings like a book. Mike knew you were still skeptical, clearly too shy to initiate anything. Spreading his legs he motioned for you to sit between them, “C’mere.”

Hesitatingly, you bit your lip, pausing before you sat down with your back pressed against his chest. He traced the pudge of your waist, sliding down to your plush thighs. “So pretty.” He mumbled into your skin, hands holding you as if you were made of silk.

Your breath felt hot at his touch, head tipping back, burying yourself into his neck. This felt so familiar; his fingertips ran across your body as if he knew it like the back of his hand. You whined in slight embarrassment at his actions leaving you so exposed, grabbing his wrist, “Mike,” you huffed out, “What are you doing..” The sound of your voice muffling against his skin had him biting back a groan.

“I jus’ wanna make my girl feel good.” That slight slur to his words had your head feeling fuzzy, lifting your face from his neck and looking at him shyly. God those eyes. You swore that this man would be the death of you just from how he gazed into your face with such love.

You looked like a deer in headlights, staring up at him with that same nervous look from last night, eyes flicking down to his lips.

“Is this ok?”

You tried sorting your thoughts, nodding shyly. The light ache growing between your legs as his face moved closer, head tipping back to meet his lips as you clung to him. That comforting feeling of his hands sliding down to your jaw had your mind going blank; tongue slipping into your mouth as he sighed at that familiar taste of you.

Your hands grabbed his, moaning at the way he deepened the kiss. Body hot against yours, his sickly sweet taste made the world feel like it was spinning.

You were lost in his addicting touch, head fogging up from how he moved against you. No words could explain how perfect these moments were, lips fitting together like a missing puzzle piece; his fresh scent invading your senses.

You chased his lips as he pulled away, catching him in another needy kiss. A whine muffled against him as you melted at the way he held your face; that reluctant huff making his knees weak as your lips parted.

“Look at that.” Mouth against your neck, his mumbles had your gaze falling to the front of the room with wide eyes.

Oh.

A mirror. Putting your whole body on display for both of you. “Mike I—I don’t..“ Words couldn’t even form as you looked at the sight of yourself, clearly nervous.

“Do you want me to stop?” Hot breath hitting your neck, you bit your lip before meekly shaking your head, already beginning to feel fuzzy. “I gotta hear you say it, baby.” There was a pause as you stared into your reflection.

“Keep going…please.”

A light grin painted his face from your pleads, “God you’re so fucking perfect.” He groaned, fingers slipping under your shirt, making you tense up. “Relax..I’ll be gentle.” Voice soft, his hands roamed that soft pudge he went crazy for, kneading your skin as he kissed up and down your neck. He was in a drunk daze, addicted to your body like it was the strongest drug he’d ever tasted.

Playing with the hem of your shirt, he lifted it before looking at your shy expression in the mirror. You nodded, eyes darting away from the scene in front of you. Slipping the shirt over your head, he gazed at how you sat so perfectly against him, legs spread and face flushed he placed desperate kisses up your jaw as his hands grasped your plush waist.

You attempted to bury your face into his neck, burning with embarrassment, only for him to tilt your head forward, “C’mon, look at yourself, sweet girl.” His words pulled a whine from your mouth, eyes scanning your figure in the mirror. You hated this vulnerability, the way his eyes studied you had your face flushing. But you wanted him. You needed to feel him all over you. It was so hard to keep your composure when his fingertips were exploring spots that nobody else had, leaving you craving more every time he touched.

Eyes hazing over at the sight of his hands on you, your breath hitched, watching him slowly trail down to the waistband of your shorts, hooking under them. He looked at you for confirmation, “Can I?”

That voice of his, those tender caresses, the way he worked his mouth over your body so perfectly; It made your mind spin as you tried to keep your gaze on the mirror. “Mhm..” You mumbled weakly.

Hips lifting, you allowed him to slide down your shorts, biting your lip. The sight before him made it hard to keep his breath steady, looking at your plush body matching those angelic features. He gazed at you with eyes that made you feel like you hung all the stars in the sky, a wave of shyness washing over you.

He took his sweet time with you, hands rubbing the plush of your skin before creeping closer to your panties. An impatient moan slipped from you as his fingertips dragged against the inside of your thigh, touching you everywhere except for what you needed from him most.

Watching in amusement as you struggled to keep quiet, his other hand trailed up to your chest as he left open-mouth kisses against your neck. The agonizingly slow touches were addictive, hips stuttering slightly from the lack of contact. Your brain could hardly function as he stimulated your body, yet gave you nothing at all. The feeling of longing

Those soft whines you attempted to hold back spewed from your lips as his hand dipped under the flimsy cotton, gently teasing you; soaking in your pretty sounds. “Mikey–” You whimpered, mouth falling open as a finger prodded at your core, gently slipping inside of you. In a haze of pleasure, you tried to silence those soft sounds as he slowly pumped in and out, getting you used to the new sensation. About to speak, your voice broke off into a moan as he carefully dipped another into your cunt, staying still as you adjusted to the dizzy sting.

“God..” He groaned, drinking in the sight of you, “Pretty sounds with an even prettier face to match that perfect body.” You so desperately wanted to tip your head back, looking away from the mirror, but part of you was so mesmerized by him and the way his hands moved, that you couldn’t tear your eyes away. “So beautiful.” He sighed.

Attempting to speak again, the only thing that fell from your mouth was a needy whimper as he curled up deliciously against you. You didn’t understand how it was possible to feel so good from something so simple; moaning as he hit spots you never even knew existed, the sweet sound of your wet pussy filling the room. “I wanna hear you say it.” Pressing up to your ear, he let out a breathy sigh from the feeling of you on his fingers. You shook your head, jaw slack from pleasure “I can’t–”

“You can do it baby, c’mon.” His words only pulled you closer to the edge, trying your hardest to conjure up an audible sentence. “I’m..pretty.” You whispered, whining at how that sounded in your mouth. His lips teased your skin, chuckling at your attempt, “I know you can do better than that.”

You could hardly process his words, that cloudy haze the only thing occupying your mind; other than the feeling of his strong arms and soft aura enveloping you. He paused his gentle movements, causing your hips to move against him.

“Please,” You begged, eyes darting away from yourself, seeing the way you moaned so with such desperation; the needy sound of your voice leaving him craving more. “You want me to keep going?” A weak nod was the only thing you could muster, “Then I gotta hear you.” That tone filled your head with a haze of desire, struggling to find the words, tipping your head back to avoid the sight in front of you.

He held your jaw, forcing you to look at yourself once more as he pumped his fingers deep inside of you, earning a sound that he’d sell his soul to hear again. “Fuck, I’m–” You sobbed, “So, so fucking pretty.” Sweet mind foggy with nerves and lust. Whatever thoughts you had before were long gone as you saw yourself; his grasping at your body, desperate to feel you against him. Groaning, he admired your blissed-out face, knowing those pretty whines were from his hands.

You fell into that dizzy trance as his grip tightened ever so slightly as he felt you trying to look away, a breathy moan falling from you yet again. You couldn’t even manage anything other than desperate sounds as his fingers finally slipped from your pretty cunt, gently pressing your back to the bed.

The click of his belt along with the rustle of his pants made an unfamiliar heat pool in your stomach.

He looked down at your fucked out state, eyes dazed and glossed over from pleasure. “I need you to use your words f’me baby.” His voice soft as he cupped your face, “Are you ok with this?” Your mind was clouded with pleasure, words hardly coming to you, “God yes…I need you.” That longing tone had his head spinning, hands sliding down to your love handles as the tip of his cock slipped between you, stretching you open.

Your body tensed from the burn of him, desperately clinging to the sheets. The uncomfortable sting had you biting your lip harshly.

“Breath pretty girl, breath.” He mouthed against your neck as a choked gasp escaped you. Carefully pushing in deeper, he let you adjust to him, tears brimming the corner of your eyes before ever so slowly sliding himself further into you, rubbing soothing shapes on your skin.

He buried his face in your neck, trying to hide that quiet whimper from the feeling of you pulsing around him. You tried to relax, one of his hands lacing through yours. Your mind went all foggy as you felt him bottom out inside of you, trying to get used to the pain.

“Yeah–fuuck–that’s it, there you go.” He whined, making your mind go dumb at the feeling of him stretching you out so nicely. He gently rocked his hips against yours, lifting his head up and carefully studying your face, losing himself in that pretty little expression you made; eyes screwed shut and mouth parted so beautifully. Those gentle gasps spilling from your pretty lips were like music to his ears, loving the way your face softened as he pumped himself inside your needy pussy.

One of his hands grasped the thick of your thigh, spreading your legs further as his sloppy thrusts hit every part of you, a whiny gasp slipping from him as he tipped his head back in ecstasy.

You gripped his shoulders, fucked dumb on him, and unable to process anything other than those pretty sounds he tried to hide. He filled you up, hitting spots only he could reach as you squirmed underneath him, pressure building up inside of you. The way you squeezed around him had stars clouding his head, whimpering as your hips stuttered.

“Oh baby…Look at you,” He breathed out, admiring your body, marked up from his lips, “Lemme see those eyes.”

One hand kept a grip on your waist, thumb pressing into the pudge of your stomach, the other hand tipped your head up, desperate to see your eyes. Looking up through your lashes, he groaned, dipping that finger down to your clit with slow circles, matching the way he lazily pumped into you, blinded by desire.

“So beautiful,” He mumbled, feeling himself reach the edge, “You do so much for me, always so–” he whined softly, “So fucking perfect. I’d please you like this every day if I could.” His breathy rambling had your mind going numb, words spewing from his mouth that you’ve never heard anyone else say.

“You gonna cum for me?” He cooed, admiring the way your brown knit together“Let go for me, sweet girl.” God, everything about you had him weak in the knees, and the way his name rolled off your tongue was so enticing, that he needed to hear it again. Your broken sobs had him falling back into the crook of your neck, whispering sickly sweet praises against you, back arching as you let yourself go dumb on his cock. Pretty sounds spewed from you, feeling your orgasm crashing down.

Desperately, his lips pressed to yours, sliding his tongue into your mouth to muffle his whiny moans as he gripped the soft dough of your hips, feeling himself reach the edge.

The caress of his hands pulls you back down to reality, the smell of sex and your perfume making him go dumb. “You sound so pretty baby” He panted, voice strained from the desperate attempts to hide his pathetic noises. He could have gotten drunk just from your ruined look. Swollen lips, and blissed-out face, the back of your hand covered your eyes as you tipped your head back, chest heaving up and down. He hummed into your skin.

“Next time I’ll have you on top of me.”

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