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goblinontour · 2 months

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mhmmhmmm🥰

When You've Come Undone - A.T. drabble

a/n: just wanted to post something for yous, its literally just porn without a plot and it's pretty short, but I hope you enjoy it

warnings: afab!reader, smut, lots of smut, grinding, anal, fingering, dom/sub undertones, daddy kink, soft dom!al, a teeny tiny bit of cnc if you squint...squirting, aftercare. I think that's everything...

DON'T ENJOY IT - DON'T READ IT - DON'T COME AT ME

It’s only 9am and already you’re horny. But that’s what happens when you wake up to your boyfriend rutting into you from behind, both of you still half asleep, the air thick with warmth and lust. Alex is hard, rolling his morning wood gently into your ass, pushing in between your cheeks as best he can over your pyjama shorts. They’ll be off soon.

“Morning, baby.” Alex grunts into your ear, his hot breath fanning over your skin. You twist your head round to peck his lips, giggling as he continues placing kisses on your cheek, your jaw, down your neck until he’s nipping and sucking along your shoulder.

Within moments your sleep shorts are kicked off, Alex’s boxers thrown onto the floor. You can feel his hardness pressing against you and you practically gush at the feeling. Your thighs are already wet, still sticky from the few rounds that you had last night and fell asleep before you could clean up.

You roll over to face Alex, rubbing your hands up and down his chest, kissing his lips eagerly as your hand reaches down to stroke his cock lightly. He grunts and squeezes your ass with his large palms as his hips stutter into your touches.

“Need you now, baby.”

“Please-”

Alex pushes the covers away, tugging your legs apart so he can rub his tip against your heat. You groan and bury your face in his neck, so ready for him.

You’re so wet already, a combination of the night before and the grinding, and Alex is so eager, he pushes forward and-

“Fuck, Al, that’s-”

You yelp as his thick head pushes at your hole - your other hole, the thick ring of muscle twitching at the unexpected intrusion.

“Shit-”

Alex pulls back, pumping himself a few times before lining up with your cunt, but before he pushes in he pauses. He moves back to look at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I want to. Do you?”

“Y-you want to…”

“Fuck your ass.’

Your heart skips a beat - you’ve never considered it, not properly. Not after seeing how big Alex is at least. He barely fits in your pussy, let alone your ass. But you can’t deny how excited the idea gets you.

“Al, my ass, it’s tight, you won’t-“

“What?” Alex smirks, the insufferable shit, he knows exactly what you mean. He just loves teasing you, loves the pout on your face as he winds you up.

“It’s not gonna fit, Al, you’re too big-“

“Let me worry about that. I’ll make it fit, don’t you worry, just spread your legs for me baby, that’s it, as far as they go.”

He pushes gently against your legs, you bend your knees so you can give him more access and he grins, stroking himself slowly before prodding his tip gently against your ass.

“Yeah?” He quirks a brow at you, his pants coming low and heavy.

You gulp. “Yeah.”

And then you’re whimpering and squeezing your eyes closed as he nudges forward, the pressure building and then a burning pain as the ring of muscle finally gives around his cock.

“Fuck..”

The expletive falling from Alex’s mouth is drawn out and low, practically a groan. You, on the other hand, can’t even form any words, your mouth gaping open, the sensation new and intrusive and unfamiliar and so fucking good - and he’s only put the tip in.

He starts rolling his hips into you as best he can, but its too much for you, you haven’t adjusted yet, and you try to push him away. You push weakly at his shoulders, but it does nothing. Alex just kisses your temple, one hand reaching down to stroke your thigh soothingly.

“It’s okay, baby, it’s gonna hurt a little but-”

“Too much, Al, t-too big, I-” You’re babbling now, your mind going a little fuzzy as all you can think about is the stretch, the deep, deep stretch and red hot head of Alex’s cock pushing into new territory, taking it as his.

“Just a little longer, it’s gonna feel so good, I promise.”

“P-promise?”

“I promise, baby.” Alex leans down to peck your lips and you taste the saltiness of his sweat, smelling his musk completely surrounding you. Cigarettes and spice and Alex.

“You’re gonna take it, and it’s gonna feel so good-”

“I’ll be a good girl, D-daddy, I will-”

“I know, princess, so good for me, so fucking good.”

His hips are rolling faster now, the slick dripping from your cunt lubing you both up so it's a little easier for him to push in, but it's still a tight fit and he resorts to mostly grinding against you, pushing a little more in with each stroke. Your ears are ringing and you grip onto Alex’s shoulders for dear life. He grabs your legs behind your knees, rolling you over so you’re underneath him and he pushes your legs back as far as he can.

You only whine, sinking your nails onto his shoulder blades as you feel him even deeper inside your guts. Your hole clenches painfully around his thick cock, eliciting a raw groan from Alex. One of his hands is on your neck, pushing you down as he shifts into a comfortable position between your legs. You moan at the new position, the spread of your legs allowing Alex just to push in that little deeper and the stretch is so intense, you’ve never felt anything like it.

“That’s it, baby, doing so well for daddy, aren’t you?” Alex looks down at you, his hair dishevelled from sleep and dark with sweat, a few strands hanging over his face, his jaw slack as pants escape from his mouth.

“So good, so full, d-daddy, so good-” Your words are cut off as he reaches down to strum at your clit, flicking his thumb over the sensitive nub until you’re seeing stars. You can feel your climax building, your breath coming in short gasps, fingers gripping at Alex’s back, feeling his taunt muscles tense and twist every time he thrusts into you.

A few tears track down your cheeks from sheer ecstasy, and Alex reaches up to brush them away, his fingers wet with your slick. Actually, everything is soaked - your thighs, Alex’s pubes and crotch, the mattress underneath you. Your poor cunt is painfully empty, clenching around nothing.

“A-Al, Daddy, n-need– I’m a good girl, please-”

“I’ve got you, baby.” It’s like he can read your mind, reaching down once again, this time pushing two fingers roughly into your aching cunt and your hips buck, a silent scream pushing its way out your mouth.

“That's better, eh? So good, taking me in all of your holes, aren’t you, baby?”

You barely even hear his words, just the tone of his voice, the deep vibrations against your neck, the feel of his wet hair on your cheek, his chest pressing against yours and it's all so hot and thick and you really might pass out.

“Answer me.” The sharp tone snapping you out of your delirium.

“Y-yes, yes, yes.” Once you start you can’t stop, repeating the words like a mantra to the rhythm of Alex’s thrusts.

His fingers twist, buried deep in your cunt and pressing until Alex can feel his own cock thrusting in and out, separated by his fingers by only a thin sheet of muscle and you scream, the sensation all too much. You feel a gush of wetness, your head so fuzzy that you feel you might just float away. Alex chokes out a groan as you squirt all over him, just adding to the complete wet mess where you're attached. His fingers continue pumping, his cock still hot and heavy inside your asshole and you feel yourself slipping, the edges of your vision going black.

When you come back around, Alex is collapsed on top of you, his whole form shaking with every breath he takes. You card your fingers through his soaked hair, tugging on the strands lightly.

He pushes himself off you so he can look down at you properly, a lazy grin tugging at his lips.

“That good, hm? You squirted AND you passed out, I reckon that’s a new record.”

You laugh and push at his shoulder playfully, your ass squeezing tightly around his softening cock and he gasps.

“Fuck, don’t do that, or I’ll have to pin you down and go again.”

“I wouldn’t complain.” You wink and laugh, stroking your hands up and down his arms, smoothing over his shoulders and feeling the little marks where your nails dug into his skin so hard.

“That’s plans for tonight sorted then.”

Alex pulls out gently, shuffling down the bed so he can look at your ruined holes. You flinch as his finger traces lightly around your ass hole, massaging the sore skin gently. He grabs a cloth from the bedside table, using it to clean you up, making sure he’s soft and slow with his actions. It’s still overwhelming, still so sensitive from the absolute pounding you just took. You wince and Alex meets your gaze, blinking in apology, before concentrating on cleaning you up again.

“We should probably let your arse hole recover in the meantime. You’re gaping like a fucking fish after this-”

“Shut up.” You pout, pulling him back up to your level so you can cuddle into his chest. “Do you think it will go back to normal?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

“...What do you mean ‘maybe’?!”

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goblinontour · 2 months

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i’m feral

Had some fun drawing Aly x Tbhc alex

Plus a PJ version suggested by @cluedoenthusiast 😊

#wolfie #aly🥺🥺🥺

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goblinontour · 2 months

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“too tight?” you asked him as you were neatly tying the ends of the rope wrapped around his wrists, the decision already made in your head, it wasn’t too tight, even if he said it was, it wouldn’t matter. you still liked to ask, make him feel a little more in control than he actually was, when in reality he was all at your mercy, like he’d been begging to be all night.

this all started because of him, of course. tying him up wasn’t a daily occurrence, but he’d earned it, so to speak. maybe as a punishment, maybe as a reward. perhaps both?

he’d been sticking to you all night long, maybe breaking physical contact with you when he went up to grab a drink, but he tried to do so as little times as possible. he’d spent most of the evening lying on his side on the sofa, nuzzling his face into your shoulder, your neck, your hair, breathing you in and leaving tiny pecks on the patches of naked skin he could reach, soft sounds escaping his mouth every now and then. and this would’ve been fine if it weren’t for the fact that your friends were also in the same room, and having Alex next to you quietly moaning wasn’t really something you wanted given the circumstances in which you were. especially considering how he was making you feel as well, completely blocking whatever conversation was going on, all your focus being on how he was tracing his fingers over your thigh.

he got up at one point, without saying anything, not exactly sure why, since he wasn’t heading for the bathroom but for the bedroom. you excused yourself and followed him, catching up with his lazy pace and grabbing him by the throat the second you were out of the others’ view, alone, hiding from everyone around the corner.

“what are you doing, Aly?” you whispered. his response was just sighing and giving you those irresistible puppy eyes. well, not only that, but also pushing his hips against yours, making you feel the bulge in his trousers against your thigh.

“i’m bored…” he drawled, nudging his face into your neck once more, along with rubbing his growing hard on into you “i want you.”

“i know, you’re so needy, aren’t you? had to put on a show in front of everyone, hm?”

whilst your hands were busy taking up his neck, his own slipped down to his pants, unzipping them and pushing them down so he could feel more, and so you could feel him better too, no doubt already leaking and tainting you, arching his back and pushing into you, letting out a muffled moan at the way the textiles were rubbing against his cock, something you couldn’t yet see, but once you did break eye contact and looked down, you noticed just how much of a tease he was, planning this out all along. he didn't just have his usual boxers or underwear on, no, no, no, your dirty little boy had his lace panties underneath his jeans all night long, and you could even spot the garter leading down to his stockings, the matching set he got for his birthday, for himself that is. he wanted it after seeing how lovely you looked in your lingerie, and as you were exploring more stuff, about each other, and as one, he became more interested in trying something like that out. and you loved it, he looked fucking amazing in it, though he only wore it when he was in a very specific mood, you’ve noticed.

i’ll finish it at some point but thought i should post something idk…i feel bad for not being on here but i just seem to put off writing and yeah, all i got.

#blurb #alex turner #alex turner smut #alex turner x reader #sub!alex

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goblinontour · 2 months

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Come back pookie 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

maybe, when i’ll feel like writing and actually finish something, sorry😭

#asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 2 months

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HAVE U SEEN THE RECENT AL PHOTO? ITS O. IMSTA IF U HAVENT BUT HE LOOK SO GOOD IM ABT TO CRUMBLE

i have, i cried at 5 am over it 🥹

#asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 3 months

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did he actually grow a beard??? I need to see pics if so

there aren’t any recents 🥲

#asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 3 months

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The four pookies are now 9 time Grammy losers, how we feeling?

as expected (i was still hoping…) oh well…next time!!!

#asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 3 months

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Someone's mom dated Al?!?!? Omg that anon needs to elaborate

(I know it's late but whatev)

#asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 3 months

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ALEX GREW THE BEARD 😍😍

no he didn’t 🥲

#i’m still manifesting #asks #anonymous

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goblinontour · 3 months

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i will perish if i dont taste his dick in the next few seconds

oh, those summer nights

summary: thigh riding husband!prof!alex on the front porch of your shared house

warnings: soft dom husband!prof!al and wife!prof!reader, thigh riding, oral (m receiving)

word count: 1.9k

a/n: sorry for the wait... haven't been in a writing mood recently 💔

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you tiredly step out of your car after parking it in your garage, grabbing your bags and making your way to your house. you’re exhausted, want nothing more than to cuddle up to your husband, breathe him in as he holds you close. it’s been hectic for both of you recently, though you’ve had to stay back in uni a bunch of times the last two weeks to help with a project. normally you and alex share a car, driving to work and leaving together, but since your project started, you’ve had to take separate cars so he wouldn’t have to stay all these extra hours every day.

you almost swoon at the sight you’re greeted with before even entering the house. it’s still warm despite it being almost dark already, a perk of the hot summer season, alex smoking leisurely as he’s sitting on a bench on your front porch, shirt unbuttoned and pulled out of his flared jeans, exposing his chest and tummy. the tummy that’s gotten just a little bit softer over the past few months which you adore, making you fall in love with your husband even more if it’s even possible.

dropping your bags on the wooden floor of your porch, you immediately move to straddle alex, who’s only too happy to welcome you into his arms, one arm curling around your waist as he holds the other with the cigarette away from you, careful not to burn you accidentally or get too much cigarette smoke all over you. “hey, beautiful,” he hums, looking up at you with gentle eyes as your arms wrap themselves around his neck, getting comfortable in his lap.

“hi,” you whisper, resting your head on his shoulder and closing your eyes for a moment, basking in the feeling of his warmth – not that you’re cold, it could be a thousand degrees and you’d still be looking to get closer to him, his scent, his comfort. you nuzzle your face in his neck as he stretches it to take a drag of his almost finished cigarette, your lips grazing his sensitive skin, feeling the stubble on the tip of your nose. he makes a soft noise in his throat at the sensation of your soft lips on him which makes your pussy throb and you subconsciously try to squeeze your thighs together, knowing he can feel the pressure on his own from the way you’re straddling his lap. it makes him smirk as he blows out the smoke, dipping his head down to kiss your temple as his hand sprawls out on your back on top of your dress, his voice low and a little raspy when he speaks, lips lingering.

“needy, princess?”

you blush, whining quietly which he takes as a yes. alex hums, lifting his head again to take another drag, pondering for a second what he wants to do to you – or rather, what he wants you to do. “wanna ride my thigh, pretty girl?”

your breath catches in your throat and you nod, repositioning yourself with his help, now straddling one of his plush thighs, feeling his rough jeans through your thin panties. you whimper at the contact, biting your lip as you hold onto his shoulders. he smirks at you, tired but still playful, bouncing his leg once and you gasp, feeling your wetness pool in your underwear, surely soaking the material. “you sensitive, baby?” he coos and you whine in response, grinding your hips down into his thigh. you nod. “’s been too long, i know. ‘m sorry, angel.”

“it’s okay,” you mumble, followed by a soft moan. your eyes fall shut as you move, a slow rhythm to ease you into it, guided by his hand on your lower back. the pressure and friction against your clit make you forget all about your surroundings, how you’re outside, anyone could hear you if you’re not careful. but it’s been too long, it feels too good, you can’t bring yourself to care and neither can he, doesn’t want to snap you out of it, not when you’re feeling this good. he watches your face closely as he takes the last drag of his cigarette before putting it out in the ashtray on the small table beside him, flexing his thigh to catch you off guard. you yelp, gripping the collars of his shirt tightly and your eyes snap open, whining needily. “do that again.”

alex chuckles, doing as you asked of him, the smug expression never leaving his face. “feel good, princess?”

you nod, panting and moaning, grinding into him harder and faster, your orgasm approaching quickly. he hums, bringing his now free hand up to the front of your dress, undoing a few buttons at the top. despite it being hot, you couldn’t walk around with your cleavage on full display as you teach your students, so you opted for a more modest dress. of course he adores how you look in it, but what he adores even more is seeing your tits bounce with your movements. he makes quick work of the buttons, just enough to reveal your cleavage, tugging down the cup of your bra on one side, not bothering to reach around and take it off. “fuck,” he groans, cupping your breast, kneading it, his palm rubbing over your nipple as he guides you with his other hand still on your back. “look so pretty, princess.”

“al,” you whine, yelping when he pinches your nipple, flicking it with his finger. he grins up at you for a moment before dipping his head down, sucking the hardened bud into his mouth, your hand flying to the back of his head to keep him in place. he hums against your skin as he sucks on your nipple, flicking it with his tongue, grazing it with his teeth, never giving you a second of calm. he knows exactly how to push your buttons, reaching down between your legs to pull your panties to the side clumsily, beginning to bounce his leg. the extra friction of his rough jeans rubbing against your now bare, sensitive clit is exactly what you needed to push yourself over the edge. you cry out, shaking in his lap as you cum, drenching his pants, clinging to him as you ride out your high.

“good girl,” he drawls as he pulls back from your breast, cupping the back of your neck to pull you in for a kiss. you pant against his lips as you melt into him, kissing him back, adjusting back to your surroundings, feeling how hard he is in his jeans as you shift around. “my best girl,” he mumbles against your lips, groaning when you brush against his aching length. “you wanna get on your knees for me now?”

“mhm.” nodding, you climb off his lap with his help and kneeling between his legs on the wooden floor of your front porch. you lick your lips as you look up at your husband, reaching to undo his zipper, encouraged by his hum and his hand that finds it’s way into your hair. you pull down his jeans and underwear just enough to free his cock, moaning quietly at the sight alone, the precum on the head glistening in the dim light.

“don’t tease,” alex warns you, tugging on your hair for emphasis. “be good for me.”

as much as you love teasing him, his week had been just as tiring as yours and it’s been way too long since you’ve last had a taste of him. you can’t hold yourself back, wrapping your hand around the base and sticking out your tongue, leaning forward and licking over his tip, gathering his precum. he groans lowly, his hips bucking up as he feels the hot, wet muscle teasing his sensitive tip. his noises combined with his reactions and his taste have you throbbing, clenching around nothing as you get wetter again, fighting the urge to squeeze your thighs together and instead putting all of your focus on him.

you blink up at him as you pull back his foreskin to swirl your tongue around the head, letting it slip into your hot mouth and suckling for a moment before pulling back off again, pressing an open mouthed kiss to his tip. you slowly start to stroke his length, spitting on his tip and letting it dribble down his length, your tongue darting back out, teasing his slit, pushing the tip of your tongue into it, a choked groan falling from his lips. he’s not the only one who knows how to push the other’s buttons.

“fucking hell,” he grunts, his eyes heavy lidded as he looks down at you, tugging on your hair again as the other grips the edge of the bench. you hum, refocusing your attention on the underside of his tip, knowing how sensitive he is there. you apply pressure with your tongue, giving it a couple of firm licks that almost have him whining, leaking more precum, adding to your spit and making everything more messy. “so fucking beautiful, baby. take me in your mouth, now, c’mon.”

you oblige, suckling on his tip for a moment before taking him deeper, until you feel the head brush the back of your throat. you swallow, drooling all over his length, your hand slipping down to fondle his balls, the other gripping his thigh for stability as you force yourself to take more of him down your throat. his reaction is absolutely worth the lack of air, the gag you can’t supress only making him harder, if that’s even possible. you try your best to keep him there for as long as you can, looking up at him with watery eyes, a tear running down your cheek and you pull off with a gasp when you can’t take it anymore, panting as a string of spit connects your mouth to his cock.

“what a fucking sight,” he groans, taking in every detail of you, grunting when you remove your hand from his balls to stroke his length again while you catch your breath. “pull out your tits,” he instructs, his voice rougher as he gets closer to cumming. “wanna cum on ‘em, princess.”

you take your hand off his thigh and clumsily push down the straps of your dress and bra while trying your best to continue the movements of your other hand, his breathing getting heavier, his grip on your hair tightening. you look up at him with pleading eyes, pouting a little as you continue to stroke him, sitting up a little straighter. “fuck,” he grunts, his eyes flickering between your face and your breasts, struggling to keep them from rolling back as he tips over the edge. his release hits your cheek before you quickly reposition yourself, the rest of his hot cum landing on your breasts, a soft moan falling from your lips at the sensation. you guide him through his high, stroking and milking his cock until you’re sure he’s completely spent, slowing down your movements before stopping completely.

alex’s eyes fall shut as he pants, trying to regain his composure and you wait until his eyes flutter back open before dragging two of your fingers over the hot mess on your chest. you bring them to your mouth, licking them clean with a hum, causing a soft moan to fall from his lips at the sight.

“wanna take a shower with me?”

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#dying as i’m typing this #holy fuck #i love his dick #fic rec

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