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Sing For Me

This is my first time posting my work on here so be nice please. I got this idea from a line from a Lana Del Rey song called Fishtail. It was only the one line that served as inspiration for this.

Readers 18+ only

Warnings: Language and Smut

“What are you thinking about?” The question spilled out of your mouth before you even had a chance to stop it.

You internally roll your eyes at your own stupid question. You knew this question never turned out well for any woman in history. Ever. It was a question that was rarely answered if at all. Perhaps on another night or another time but not right after the man lying next you had just given you the best tongue lashing you’d ever had in your life. But it was for this reason exactly that you were asking the question in the first place.

He had shown up at your door just moments ago completely unannounced. You had just gotten out of the shower and slipped into your Eeyore tank and matching shorties. You heard the pounding on the door as you were pulling down the sheets. It was so unexpected that it had startled you. You hesitated. You weren’t expecting any visitors tonight. You reach for your phone to check your messages. You friends know better. They know to text first.

“y/n, it’s me. I know you’re there.”

You relax a bit when you hear the familiar voice. Then it hit you. What the hell was he doing here? You liked him and all. You’ve hung out together dozens of times, but it was always in public places and never alone. It was usually always a group setting and never one on one conversations. You two were cool but not cool like that. So why was he here at your place and at this hour?

You open the door and let him in, avoiding eye contact. Around others all was fine but alone he made you nervous as hell.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey.” you finally look up into his eyes. Heart racing.

Silence filled the room. With each second you could swear you heard your heart beating faster. It was only when he moved in a step closer that you realized how close he’d been to you already, now he left no room between you. No, he was completely invading your space. You knew it and he knew it. You wondered but said nothing. Then you glanced up at him again and it clicked. He was waiting on you. Wanting to see what you’d do next. You saw the look on his face, it was a combination of amusement and desire. He wanted; needed you to touch him. His crooked smile was daring you. The slightly arched brow was challenging you. And you knew it was your move.

You snaked your arms around his neck, gently nudging him closer to you and you pressed your lips against his. He tasted slightly of alcohol and cigarettes and it was delicious. His stubble prickling at your cheeks, were it another, you would have hated that but with this man, each prickle electrified you and sent every hair on your body on full alert.

That was all he needed. He’d wanted you from the moment he’d set eyes on you but he’d stayed away from you. He’d decided from that very day that you were too good for him yet he was always willing to be a good friend to you if you’d asked him for that but you never did. So he’d resigned himself to being just a friendly face. Someone who would you would just say hi to and offer him the prettiest of smiles. Someone who would always laugh at his jokes whether they hit or not. You always got it even when no one else did. Your laughter only made him want to say or do more stupid shit to just to make you laugh more even if it was at his expense. It was worth it to him.

But tonight he couldn’t take it anymore. He wouldn’t deny himself. He would cross that line tonight. A line that he knew full well he could never come back from. Tonight he knew exactly what he wanted and he was going to take it.

This kiss was never gentle, it was never meant to be. It was one full of longing, aching and pent up desire desperate to be released.

He left a trail of burning heat along your neck then traced them with his tongue, if that was meant to dampen the fire it only served to fan the flames. That action elicited a sound from you that you didn’t even know you were capable of, at least not by being stimulated in that area of your body. That sound had a similar effect on him, just like the one he’d just given you. It spurred him on because he knew exactly what he wanted to do to you. He’d been wanting to do it to you for a long time and if he could get that beautiful sound of pleasure from you just by tasting your neck, he was only all too ready to find out what pretty little sounds you’d make from him when he tasted other parts of you.

He roughly grabbed your ass and pulled you even closer to him making sure you felt just how much he wanted you as he rubbed himself against you. If you ever had any doubt that this man wanted you it there were no more. You felt it between your legs, spreading them more so you could feel all of him. You wanted to rub your weeping pussy all over that big bulge, and you tried, desperately so. But he had other plans. You moaned a protest when you didn’t get what you wanted but it was cut short when he slipped his hands under the band of your shorts and yanked them down exposing your lilac panties with the bow on the front. Hands on your cheeks again, squeezing them, kneading them, his lips on your mouth again, his kiss even more desperate than before, he walked you to the couch with your shorts still around your ankles. It didn’t take much to get you to fall back onto the couch. Your body was more than willing to be spread out on that couch opened wide for him.

He knelt down on his knees. “y/n, tell me you want this as bad as I do?”

You look into his eyes and see a pained expression on his face. “I fuckin’ need this. Coco” You nearly cry out.

A wicked smile crept onto his face and it made you both nervous and excited at the same time.

“Good.” He bit into your inner thigh and you yelped.

He pulled off your shorts, freeing your ankles. He thought about leaving them on and torturing you but for what he wanted to do he needed them gone and he needed them gone now. The way he tossed your shorts like they offended him would have made you laugh if you weren’t so far gone now. As was evident by that wet spot right at the center of your core. The exact spot he wanted to get to. He spread your legs wider for him and leaned in with one slow agonizingly delicious lick to that sweet creamy stain.

“Ahh, oh my God!”

“Mmmm,” vibrating into your pussy.

This sinful man kissed every inch of your sacred temple. His temple. It was his, it always had been. He’d just never claimed it before but tonight he was going to make sure you knew this was Coco’s temple.

His kiss trailed down to your thighs alternating between the left and right. Pulling down your panties, you both let out sighs of relief, but you had no time to relish in it as soon as they came off, the fabric was replaced with his tongue. Licking and kissing your mound, the lips, every inch of it except this devil of a man was avoiding one crucial area. It was that one spot you needed him most and he was denying you. He chuckled at your frustrated groans. That son of bitch was doing it on purpose.

“Damn it! Co-'' His tongue came down on that little bundle of nerves that he had worked up but just the tip of his tongue and lightly. Soft caresses from his tongue as he savored both your taste and the pleasure you were only too happy to vocalize.

“Don’t worry mami, I got you.” One long slow slick from the bottom all the way to your clit. He gave it a little kiss. “Sing for me baby.”

And all was lost then. His restraint, your modesty, whatever you had left of it anyway, his control. Who you were. Who he was. All was lost in that moment. He licked and sucked that precious little jewel, sliding first one then two fingers and pumping them in and out of your dripping hole while his mouth continued its assault on your poor abused clit. But he showed no mercy and you asked for none. You reached down and buried your hand in his hair pulling him closer to your pussy. You ground against his face but he never relented, his fingers kept steady pushing firmly against your g-spot and his tongue never quit lapping at your sweetness. And sing for him you did.

“What are you thinking of?” You know you probably shouldn’t have asked that question but right now after that orgasm you weren’t thinking straight. You had expected him to fuck you right after but instead he took you into his arms and snuggled with you on the couch. It took several minutes for you to recover enough to even form words and those happened to be the first ones out of your mouth.

He sat up to light a cigarette.

“Nothing.” He shrugged as he exhaled.

That was the answer you expected to hear. That’s always the answer to that question.

You sigh.“I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind.”

Skinny-dip? In my mind?” he laughed. “Nah, you don’t wanna do that.”

“Sure I do. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, if you do that you might not ever make it out again. You’ll get lost in there and never find your way back. Trapped forever.” He said dramatically.

“Maybe I wanna be trapped forever.”

The devilish smile claimed his face again. “Careful what you wish for mami, you just might get it.”

You have a devil’s smile of your own and it’s the first time Coco has ever seen it. It sparked something in his eyes.

“Alright…” he said as he snuffed out his cigarette. He stood up and started removing his clothes, slowly. First his kutte then came the unbuttoning his shirt, “You wanna know…” peeling off his undershirt. “what I was thinking, huh?”

You nod enjoying the show before you.

“I was thinking…” undoing his buckle and pulling down his zipper. “that I didn’t know you were a squirter. Let’s see if I can make you squirt again.”

He was on you before you could hit him with your witty comeback but it was on your mind while he kissed you.

I got a few more songs for you.

#coco cruz #coco cruz x reader #mayans mc

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“Every time I touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt.” - Miguel Galindo

Summary: After the fight of a lifetime, Miguel and you have a quick heart to heart.

Pairing: Miguel Galindo x female reader

Warnings: Mention of marriage issues and divorce, arguing

Word count: 709

A/N: Just a quick little something for my babies 💖

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Of course I saved Happy till "Hump Day" ;)

Happy Lowman x fem!reader * 18+ BLOG *🚩MINORS GO AWAY🚩

SOA belongs to Kurt, this story belongs to me and I belong to The Boys.

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Here we go...

That morning you hated to leave the heat of Happy’s sleeping form but he had gotten in so late, waking him would be mean. Between your traveling for work and his ‘assignments’, it had been almost three weeks since you’d been in the same timezone at the same time. Knowing he didn’t know how to sleep in for very long anyway, you slip on his hoodie. Smiling softly at the way he frowned even in sleep, you closed the door behind you. Meandering down the hall, you opened the curtains wide letting the sunshine warm your space a bit. At your height to his 6’1”, the sweatshirt hung heavy, going almost to your knees - making it nowhere near a proper fit but that’s why you loved it, confiscating it whenever you could. 

Rummaging in the fridge, you considered what you could make him for a late breakfast, then flopped on the couch balling up in his hoodie like a sleeping bag. Snuggling your face down in the neck for a whiff of his cologne that lingered, while you mentally organized your day.

Coming into the living room, the first thing he saw was your feet perched on the arm of the couch. Flat on your back with a pillow stuffed under your head, you were still lazing on the couch. You lifted your leg a bit, wiggling your toes at him in hello and he tugged on one in passing.

“There’s juice, babe,” you call out, watching him disappear into the kitchen.

He came back wiping his mouth which told you he hadn’t bothered with a glass. Knowing you knew, a mischievous smile flickered on his lips, lifting his cheeks for only a second. Noticing that the t.v. was off and you were without your phone, he searched your face anticipating a problem, but there wasn’t one. You were happy he was there…happy he was up…happy you were still doing whatever it was that you two were doing. And you were especially happy that he was without a shirt and that his shorts were hanging so low that they showed off the skin of the lowest portion of his abdomen. And I see we’re minus the waistband of underwear. Noted. Happy Lowman. At forty years old, he was still a tan slab of pure yum and your appreciation was endless.

“Good morning,” you smiled. Shifting just enough to make his heavy hoodie fall from your knees exposing more of your legs.

“What’r you doin’?” his rasp was heavy, deadly to any woman with a pulse, as sleep hadn’t fully relinquished his voice back to him yet.

“Nothin’.” You let your smile continue to dance across your lips, not as bright now. The sweetness in it shifting into something else.

“What you got goin’ on today?”

“Nothin’.”

Picking up on your rascally mood, Happy leveled you with a stare. Still on your back with your feet on the arm of the couch, you adjusted your legs again, letting the hem on his hoodie fall further, drooping high on your thighs. 

“Yeah?” His eyes traveled from your toes, painted his favorite hi-gloss black, up your legs.

“Um-hmm,” you answer. Your eyes challenged his, staring back - arching your back just enough to make him raise his eyebrows and lift his chin toward you in a jerk. 

“What you got on under there?”

Your lengthening pause held his attention. The smirky smile you pressed your lips down on made him clench his jaw on his toothpick. “Nothin’.”

Happy’s only movement was his lips parting. You loved the way his eyes went black but he stayed where he was. It was a game that you played with him whether in a room full of people or alone in your quiet space. Both of you silently angled for control of the other, nudging up against the line to see who would give first. Laying your strongest card on the table you lifted your hips slightly and settled them back into the sofa cushions. Once his attention was on your lower half, you let him watch you rub your thighs together - the slow motion inviting him, waiting while he imagined what was underneath until his fingers twitched.

You kept your voice low, soft but the order was clear. “Come over here.”

And in a rare show of compliance, Happy immediately tossed his toothpick onto the dining table and joined you on the couch.

-fin-

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#happy lowman #happy lowman x reader #sons of anarchy

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Number 9. "Will you let me take you out?" Let's go with either Angel or Juice. I feel like either one of those two would do well with this prompt. I'm probably going to send another one after this one.

Oooooo, I get to choose? Let's go with Angel this time :). Thank you for the request! I hope you like this!

"Thought you had a date with your hot shot lawyer" stated Coco as he slunk down in the chair next to you making Angel snort and roll his eyes. "Stood me up" you replied irritably as Angel mumbled something under his breath. He had been prickly ever since you had called him to pick you up an hour ago. Coco sipped on his beer regretting having sat down as the tension between you and Angel choked him.

"That sucks. Hope your kicking him to the curb" offered Coco his eyes darting from you to Angel. "Should have done that the first or second time" muttered Angel as he crossed his arms giving you a pointed look. "Screw you. You didn't have to come get me" you snapped your jaw clenched in anger. Angel was the one person you had always been able to seek comfort in and tonight he was acting like you were dirt.

Coco delivered a swift kick to Angel hoping to knock some sense in to his friends head. He knew Angel was secretly in to you and hadn't wanted to test the waters and lose you. So he had ben secretly pining for years and watching you get mistreated had apparently taken its toll. Angel shot Coco a look and was about to say something when you pushed your chair back standing up.

"Where are you going?" called Angel as you stormed away from the table. "Home" you snapped not turning back to him. "Your not walking its late and raining" stated Angel leaning forward on the table. "Not like you care" you replied hand on the door knob. Angel scowled before slamming his fist down on the table. "Will you just let me take you out? Show you how you should be getting treated." the words flying out of his mouth before he could really think. You paused not fully believing what you had heard. "What did you say?" you asked turning to look at him your eyes meeting his.

"Will you let me take you out?" repeated Angel his tone softer and pleading as he watched you.

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want to skip to the part where i'm sitting on the kitchen counter, wearing your shirt as i watch you make breakfast

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Not to sound like a slut but can I snuggle into your side, listen to your heartbeat for a bit, and feel your skin on mine?

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I want an intimate, passionate, mushy gushy type of love. I want you to kiss me all over and tell me I smell good. I want you to grab my waist any time you move past me. I want you to caress my face and run your hands over my body. I want you to give me butterflies and make me excited to see you after a long day. I want you to look at me like like I'm the only one you've ever seen. I want you to crave me. I want a burning hot love. I want you to love me hard.

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non sexual intimacy!!!! bathing together, washing each other, playing with each other's hair, kissing every inch of their body, writing love letters on their back with your finger, connecting their moles and freckles to create constellations on their skin, running your hands up and down their thighs, ugh just expressing physical love without it having to be about sex!!!!

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#raul esparza #a murder at the end of the world

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Dylan McDermott

#dylan mcdermott #remy scott #fbi most wanted #be still my heart

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#nick amaro #danny pino #law and order svu #antonio dawson #jon seda #chicago pd #they are so yummy

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I also approve of the photo accompanying the Carisi SVU Wiki page:

Yes, I very much approve.

#sonny carisi #peter scanavino #law and order svu #ugh...he is so gorgeous

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Antonio Dawson Masterlist

Antonio Dawson x Reader:

- Too Tempting To Resist (NSFW) - After a UC operation Antonio can’t resist you any longer.

- Proposal (NSFW) - Antonio proposes to you in bed.

- Us - After Antonio’s cover is blown he turns up at your place injured.

- We’ve Got Tonight - You & Antonio discuss what happened last time you were in Chicago.

- Save Your Lies For Something That Matters - Antonio gives you some advice about going undercover.

- Nightmares - Antonio comforts you after a nightmare.

- Opportunity - You and Antonio discuss the pitfalls of going UC.

-  Waking Up With Antonio Dawson - What it’s like to wake up with Antonio.

- The Great Outdoors - On a break from the city Antonio asks you to move in with him.

- When It All Falls Down - Antonio’s life is finally on track. That’s until he comes home one night and discovers everything isn’t as it seems.  

- Antonio With An Inexperianced Lover - How Antonio would treat you if you weren’t as experianced as him.

- You Don’t Belong Here - Antonio informs you, you’ve been compromised.

- This Is Going To Hurt - Antonio hates hurting you.

- Bruises (NSFW) -  Antonio knows exactly how you got those bruises.

- Friends With Benefits - It started as enemies and became something much more.

- Leave Me Alone - You decide it’s time to walk away from Antonio.

- Think I Wanna Marry You - Antonio tells you his feelings.

- Miss Me? - You contemplate your relationship with Antonio.

- Edging (NSFW) - Antonio has always been such a tease.

- Messed Up - Antonio tries to show you how messed up he is.

- ‘Are You Here To Break Me Out?’ - Even injured you only want the best for Antonio.

- Mine - (NSFW) - Antonio reminds you who you belong to. 

- Good People - Antonio questions if he’s a good person.

5 Sentences:

“Don’t you walk away from me,” Antonio growled. - Antonio makes a decision that effects both of you.

Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be good enough to beat me one day. - You and Antonio in the shooting range.

Say My Name - NSFW - Antonio needs to hear you say his name.

“I… thought I lost you…” -  Antonio confronts the possibility of losing you.

Good girl - NSFW - Antonio loves telling you you’re a good girl.

“Are you talking back to me? Do I need to remind you which one of us is in charge?” - Antonio reminds you who is in charge.

“I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now” (NSFW) - Antonio gets a little possessive.

“Don’t, your voice is very soothing” - Antonio loves the sound of your voice.

“I… thought I lost you…” - Toni is forced to face the prospect of losing you.

“I woke up, the room was cold” - Toni wakes up with no memory of how he got there.

“You say that you love me, You won’t remember in the morning” - Toni wants to make sure you know he means it.

“Well sorry that I’m not full of sunshine and rainbows” - Antonio is grumpy in the morning.

“It’s not gonna be the same… Our friendship is done.” - Antonio asks you to do something you are uncomfortable with.

“each of my thoughts about you are improper” - Antonio likes it when you wear that dress.

“i need a distraction.” - Antonio needs a distraction.

Don’t let me go down this road again, We both know where this ends?

Antonio didn’t realise you could move like that

“One person pinning the other down and grinding against their ass”

“Just seeing your face gives me so much dopamine.”

“you’re taking this so well baby “ NSFW

I remember it now, it takes me back to when it all first started

I need her so bad… - NSFW

Ignoring the problems will not make them go away.“

"55. You marry me, your father will disown you”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you look bad.”

Series: 

Secrets:

Part One: Exs and Ohs - Antonio is arrested keeping your secret.

Part Two: Evidence - You show Voight some embarrassing evidence.

Fics:

Million Reasons - Antonio Dawson x OC -  Life had given Antonio Dawson a million reasons to walk away from love but she gave him a really good one to stay.

NSFW Alphabet:

Bondage

#antonio dawson #antonio dawson x reader #chicago #this masterlist is a masterpiece and a must read

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Coco x Reader

Note: Hello, back with some Coco smut. That’s pretty much all it is, so warning now. This could be standalone or with this reader series. I hope everyone likes it! I also posted some drabble prompts if anyone is interested! Credit to the best for the gif @thesewickedhands

“Bitch, how are you still here? Your man has been giving you bedroom eyes all night!”

“I would’ve been in the back room. They must be into some freaky shit, drawing it out like that.”

It was approaching four months of Coco being sober. Everything was almost back to the way it was before he disappeared. Almost. After dealing with withdrawal symptoms, addiction triggers, Letty’s understandable anger and Coco’s long hours to fix the clubhouse, he finally earned his bottom rocker back. He sat at his kitchen table the night before, sewing the patch onto his leather with such a proud look, it made her emotional. To celebrate, Alvarez decided a party was in order to continue to try and make amends between charters The clubhouse lot was overflowing with friends, family and some out of town charter members.

Coco was sitting at a folding table, playing cards with Angel, Gilly and Manny but he rarely looked away from her. She was standing with some ladies, who were teasing her about Coco’s intense gaze.

She had researched recovery in order to help Coco in any way she could. Relationships, especially in early recovery, were discouraged. Even though they had decided to be together and had barely spent a night apart, their sex life had been virtually nonexistent.

She knew tonight would be different. He caught her getting ready in the bathroom in a black lacy bra and thong set. He smirked and looked her over, leaning against the doorway to watch. He opted for just a tanktop under his kutte, his tattooed arms on display. His long hair was hanging over his shoulders in two braids. His eyes were clear and he was getting closer to his old physique every day.

“Dude, she’s not even paying attention to us.”

She laughed as she tore her eyes away from his long fingers, “Yes, I am. It’s been a while and he looks hot.”

Her phone buzzed in her back pocket and she pulled it out, acrylic nails tapping on the screen as she unlocked it.

El Coco 🥵😍 I can’t stop thinking about what you got under those shorts ma

Corazón I didn’t think you liked it, you didn’t even touch me 🥺

El Coco 🥵😍 I had to show up here tonight. If I touched you we wouldn’t have made it out the house

Corazón You still feel that way?

She excused herself from the girls and went up the clubhouse steps, glancing over her shoulder at him. She maneuvered her way through the busy space until she got to the bathroom. She closed the door and leaned against the wall, waiting.

Not five minutes later and the door opened, Coco squeezing through and closing the door behind him. He licked his lips, putting his hands on either side of her head.

“Hi,” she smiled sweetly, her eyes on his.

“You haven’t been drinking that much today,” he murmured, smirking when he noticed her hands behind her back.

“Neither have you,” she countered, her face tilted up to his.

He glanced at her lips, “I don’t wanna get too drunk. I wanna remember every sound I’m gonna force out of you.”

His blood boiled when he heard her breath hitch, “I wanna remember every thrust that forces a sound out of me.”

“Too bad you didn’t wear a skirt,” he pressed closer to her, trapping her between his body and the wall.

She flushed and smiled, “I was worried the bike vibrating would feel too good,” she admitted.

An evil smirk crossed his face, “You wet for me?” she nodded, holding his gaze, “I don’t have to stay much longer.”

She leaned in and pecked his lips, “I’m ready when you are,” she whispered against his mouth.

They separated when Gilly knocked on the door, grinning when they walked out together. She went back to the girls, dancing and doing a couple shots as he finished his game with the guys. She felt his eyes on her when he came inside, like an electrical current getting closer. Surrounded by people but he still felt like they were the only ones in the room. A private dance just for him.

“Just go home and fuck her already, bro.”

He glared at his drunken brother, who was smirking at Coco with an arm around his shoulders.

“You wasted?” he laughed.

Angel shook his head, grinning, “Nahhhh. Listen. We all know you wanna fuck her. You two are turning everyone on. Go home already.”

Coco pushed Angel back, shaking his head before heading over to her. He slipped behind her and touched her hips as she danced, smirking when she felt his chest against her back.

“Ready to go?” he murmured in her ear.

She turned in his arms and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. After they said their goodbyes, they met up by his bike. Coco handed her a helmet.

“Don’t cum on the bike unless I say,” he teased.

She laughed and held him tight as they drove home. He held her ankle, stroking her skin as they stopped at a red light. She rubbed his thighs, smirking against his shoulder when she felt him shiver. He pulled into the driveway and helped her off, kissing her as soon as they took their helmets off.

“I’ll meet you inside, gonna put the bike away,” he whispered.

“Any requests?” she smirked, tugging gently at his green scarf.

He smirked, “Don’t start without me. I don’t wanna miss a second of that ass.”

She kissed him again and headed for the door, giggling when he swatted at her ass. She headed into the bedroom and lit a few candles she had bought. She turned on some music, then set a pack of cigarettes and Coco’s rolling tray on his nightstand. She was grabbing some water from the kitchen when he came inside. His eyes lit up when he heard the music.

“It's like that?” he smirked.

She winked and crooked her finger as she walked backwards down the hall. He followed her and grabbed her waist, throwing her over his shoulder. She squealed, laughing as he dropped her on the bed. The water bottles rolled out of her hands as he leaned over her and kissed her hard, pressing her against the mattress. She held his cheeks, wrapping her legs around his waist as they started grinding against each other.

“I fucking miss you,” he breathed, lacing their fingers together and pinning her arms above her head.

“I miss you,” she squeezed his hands, untangling their legs to kick her boots off, “I didn’t cum on the bike.”

She gasped when his hand squeezed her throat, “Good girl,” he kissed her roughly. The friction felt good but he grunted in annoyance, his hand slipping between them to tug at her shorts, “You wore these on purpose.”

He locked eyes with her as he used one hand to pull her shorts down, “Maybe,” her chest heaved when he hooked a finger into the thin fabric of her thong and tugged it down. She pulled them off with her free hand, “You’re wearing too much.”

Coco growled and stood up, spreading her legs and quickly stripping his own clothes off. Her bright eyes moved up and down his body and he nodded at her, “Take it all off. Now.”

She sat up and pulled her shirt off, Coco squeezing her chest as soon as he was done with his boots. Her back arched, pushing her tits into his warm hands as she unclipped her bra. He groaned and kissed her tattooed chest, sucking her skin.

She tossed her bra off the bed, gasping when his teeth grazed her nipple, dark eyes on hers while he flickered his tongue against it. She couldn’t look away from him as he kissed down her body. He smoothed his hands up the backs of her thighs, pinning them to her chest, “I’m fuckin’ starving.”

Coco ate her just like a starving man. His crooked nose glistened as he groaned against her wetness. She writhed under his tongue, gripping the sheets as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. He pulled back and slapped her clit, smirking when she flinched and moaned his name. Her legs hooked over his shoulders, one hand on her stomach as he added his fingers. Her hips rocked with his fingers’ thrusts, his name falling from her lips over and over. She came twice before he gave her a reprieve, kissing her inner thigh.

“Fuckin…forgot how much you love eating pussy,” she laughed breathlessly.

An evil smirk crossed his face, “I ain’t done, ma. Just don’t want you passing out. Yet.”

Her eyes rolled back as he went back down, coaxing another orgasm from her. She gripped his hand, hips bucking off the bed. Her legs slipped off his shoulders as he pulled back. She sat up and kissed him desperately, reaching down to stroke his already hard cock. His own hips jerked into her hand as he sucked her tongue, pressing her back against the bed.

“You get that hard from eating me out?” she breathed, rubbing her thumb over his tip.

“Been hard since I saw you in the bathroom,” he shivered, “Been wanting to fuck you like this for months.”

He grabbed her hips and manhandled her so she was on all fours. She lowered her body onto the bed, her back arching and ass on display for him. Glaring, he slapped her ass. She jumped, giggling when he did it again. Her eyes rolled back when he slid deep inside her, her back arching as he bottomed out. He pulled out slow, lips parted as he watched her stretch around him.

“Look at this pussy,” he licked his lips, “Does that feel good, baby?”

“Yes,” she whined, “Oh my god, Coco.”

Hearing her voice crack around his name unleashed something primal in Coco. His thrusts hit deep and harsh, his eyes closed as he listened to her cries. Her thighs shook and she clenched around him, her walls clinging to him as he pressed deep. She gripped the sheets as she gasped with each thrust. She jumped when he slapped her ass.

“This is mine,” he stopped, panting as he slid into her as deep as he could, “Ain’t it?”

“Yes!” she cried, “Fuck yes, it’s yours! Coco, please!”

He resumed the hard and fast pace, smirking when she moaned in relief. He leaned over, kissing her spine softly. She was whimpering with each deep hit, body shaking from his movements and her prior releases. He reached under her to rub her clit, his eyes lighting up when she bucked under him. She released again, screaming his name when he didn’t stop. He finally slowed his hips and she panted, grabbing his hand and kissing his thumb.

“So fucking pretty,” he grunted in her ear, “You ready?”

She smirked back at him and nodded, “Give it to me.”

Coco did just that, pounding her into the mattress as she sobbed and begged him not to stop. He dug his fingers into her skin as he tried to hold it together. One of her shaky hands gripped his thigh and he wrapped a hand around her throat, holding her torso just off the bed. Her eyes rolled back when he laced his hands together and held her throat. She reached down to rub her clit, screaming his name as she came a final time. He grunted and came deep inside her, twitching as she clenched tight around him.

He pulled out slowly, smirking when she whined in protest, “You want me to stay?”

“Yes,” her hair covered her face but he heard the pout in her voice.

He laid down next to her shaking form, turning her onto her side and slipping back inside her. She hissed but relaxed back in his arms.

“I missed that,” she whispered after a few moments, their breathing slowed to normal.

“Me too,” he kissed her shoulder. She closed her eyes and pulled the blanket over them. He smiled, “You going to sleep, baby?”

“Till it’s time for round 2.”

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[glimmerglittergirl]

The Morning After

Pairing:: Angel Reyes x Reader

Warnings:: unrequited feelings, fluff, questioning

Gif not mine, credit to the owner

Waking up in his bed felt wrong. It felt like we were toeing the line between where we were and a relationship. Our friendship gone, our friends with benefits arrangement ruined, all because I spent the night.

Angel was still asleep beside me. He was curled on his side, hugging a pillow. I stared at him as he slept so peacefully. I shifted, rolling onto my back. As I pulled the blanket up a little higher on my chest, I stared up at the ceiling. The white plaster was growing brighter as the sun poured into the window.

This game we had been playing was getting more and more complicated. A three dimensional chessboard with a sudoku puzzle for every move being made. Hanging out and getting a bite to eat like we used to turned into, "is this a date?" Getting invited to the clubhouse for a party turned into, "what outfit do I where and which club member do I flirt with to make him jealous?"

Every text message had a double meaning. Every word spoken had an ulterior motive. Every minute was a guessing game that was always rigged to guess wrong.

He shifted in bed and I turned back to him. I didn't hate waking up beside him, watching him sleep so calmly. I didn't hate the idea of waking up like that every day.

Maybe we'd make breakfast and talk and laugh and have a pleasant time like we once did, the first layer of the chessboard. Maybe he would drive me to work and pick me up afterward to go back to his place for dinner. Maybe he would tell me he loved me.

God, is that what that was? Love? Did I love my best friend? All because I spent the night?

Looking at his face, I exhaled heavily. Something about being in his presence, in his space, made me feel as though love did exist within those walls. He wouldn't leave himself so vulnerable if he didn't love me, right?

I slid myself a little closer to him, absorbing that feeling. Without opening his eyes, he wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me closer.

He must have loved me. He pulled me into his chest, resting his chin on top of my head. I wanted to be that close to him forever. Crushed up against him and the only air I could breathe was his stale cologne from the day before. I wanted to only breathe that stale spray for the rest of my life, or until he got a new scent.

Was I in love with him? Is this what love is? To want to be with someone forever? Imagining what forever would look like with them?

Did I want to be in love with Angel? We always had fun no matter what we were doing. He always made me laugh harder than anyone else could. He always made me feel happy when I was sad. He talked me off of more ledges than I could count. He always made me feel like the only girl in the world. But was that love or was that what you do for your best friend?

He inhaled sharply and fidgeted. I could feel him shift and look down at me. I pretended to be asleep, not wanting this moment to end.

Then, he did something that shocked me. He leaned down, kissing the top of my head and squeezed me a little tighter. He didn't want it to end either. His hand trailed down my back slowly as he laid back again.

There was something between us. Something so unspoken neither of us knew what it was. Who was going to be the first to figure out what exactly was there?

Toeing the line between where we were and a relationship, I decided to be the one to jump. Slowly peeling away from him, I looked up at his sleepy face. He smiled and leaned down to kiss me lightly.

He wrapped his arm around my back, pulling me so we laid nose to nose, eye to eye, lips to lips. His warm eyes stared down at me. I decided to dive into them.

"Angel," I said in the faintest whisper, I could hardly hear myself. "I think I'm falling in love with you. I can't keep doing this anymore if I don't know where it's going."

I didn't know that I felt that way until the words left my mouth. I didn't know an ultimatum was one of my pieces in this chess game. The ultimate checkmate.

"Querida," he sighed, running his fingers into my hair. I was ready for my heart to break in his hands. I was ready for him to destroy me as long as I knew what was happening. "I've been in love with you since the day you walked into the clubhouse."

He smiled widely as he laughed. Leaning forward, he guided me into a heavy kiss. For the first time, I could feel the love that was behind it. It had always been there when his lips were on mine but I never realized it was there.

Our friendship was gone. Our friends with benefits arrangement ruined. Our relationship just beginning. All because I spent the night.

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[glimmerglittergirl]

You’re the Mark

Day 3:  Glove Kink (Ray Merrimen x F!Reader)

(For the 2022 Kinktober event offered by @the-purity-pen​​.  The original post and calendar/list can be found here.)

CW:  Light angst (neglectful relationship); smut (fingering; shades of dominance).  18+ only.

Word Count:  3435

Requested by anonymous!

You aren’t subtle at all, and the guys notice it almost immediately.

Strike that:  most of the guys notice it almost immediately.  Bosco, Levoux.  They get back from a heist, this time at a poorly-guarded nightclub.  They immediately set into motion like clockwork:  start unpacking the money, dousing it for dye packs, microwaving it, counting it out.  They are still in their tactical gear, close-fitting black clothing, heavy boots, gloves.  

And most of them notice.  The guys watch you as you stare at Ray, the desire blatant in your expression.  You run the cash through the counting machine, but your eyes track Ray around the room while you do.

Bosco, Levoux—they notice.  

Ray does not.

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