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I Don't Hate You

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst, enemies to lovers, smut, nicknames (Doll and Charming), unprotected p in v, masturbation (Fem), Oral (Fem receiving)

I'm not entirely convinced that Bucky doesn't hate me.

His resting face is also his angry face. And he's always looking at me in that tone.

Like right now. He was just sitting there staring at me.

"What?" I asked while looking up at him.

"Nothing, just... thinking."

"About?"

"You wouldn't want to know."

Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

"Try me," I said to try and get something, anything, out of him.

"Don't push it, kid."

Oh, I hate it when he calls me that.

I grit my teeth. "Fine, don't tell me. I don't care anymore.

"Fine by me." His tone was sharp. He spoke with such anger towards me and I didn't know what I ever did to him.

Bucky is handsome, sure. He's tall and largely built. The metal arm alone scares away almost everyone.

But there is something about him that I find incredibly charming.

But in a stuck-up asshole Prince Charming way.

"Whatever, Charming," I sneered back at him.

Bucky scoffed when I called him that. "Charming?"

"Yeah, you know because you are a jerk like Prince Charming," I said as I got up from the couch and poured myself a drink.

"Hey, at least I own up to it. Unlike some people, who think they're God's gift to womankind," He said as I nearly killed him right then and there.

"I AM! Have you seen this ass? And my tits? These are fantastic. You just wish you were one of the many men I have that get to touch me."

"You're as shallow as a kiddie pool."

"Confident. I'm confident. Not my fault you cry when you look in the mirror."

He sighed and I could have sworn I saw a hint of a smile. "I don't know why I waste my time with you. I could find a rock with more personality than you."

I had had it with him. He is such an asshole.

"Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you. Hating you would mean I loved you at one point and grew to hate you. I can't stand you."

"Wow. Fantastic. How about I go outside and help you find a rock with a great personality?"

"Be my guest."

I set down my drink and walked towards the door. He was standing in front of it.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me. What are you doing?"

"Getting a rock. What does it look like?"

"No you're not," He said in a stern tone.

"What are you saying?" I was so confused. First, he wants the rock. Now he doesn't.

"You're not going outside to find a rock," He said it but it felt like a demand.

"I'm not?"

"No. You are not."

"Are you asking me not to? Or telling me not to?"

"I'm telling you."

oh

My breath caught in my throat as he just stared at me. There he was. Again. Just staring at me.

"What is going on in that mind of yours?" I asked with actual curiosity.

"You really wanna know?" He asked as interest peaked in me.

I couldn't even speak I was so excited. I just nodded like a mindless bimbo.

He got closer only to whisper, "I'm trying to figure out why in the hell I haven't left you in the middle of the woods yet."

Asshole.

I pushed him back against the door but not in a flirty way. More of a shove before storming off.

He doesn't even flinch. He just glares at me as I storm off.

I go to my room to cool off. I obviously like him but he doesn't like me and I am just going to have to deal with it.

I decided to work out. I needed to get this fire out of my system. I blasted my music into my headphones as I started my routine.

The workout wasn't working. I needed to matters into my own hands. Or, hand.

I made sure my door was locked and when I did I saw Bucky in the living room doing push-ups. He was trying to cool off as well.

I am going to make his life very hard. Well, and something else.

I sat on my bed and slipped a hand into my shorts. I started off slow but then built up tension.

My fingers felt nice but they weren't him.

"Oh, Bucky~" I moaned quietly as I came.

That was when I heard the knock.

I got up and opened the door.

"I hope you didn't think I didn't hear anything."

"Oh, but I was intentionally being loud for you, Charming." I smiled as I raised an eyebrow.

He rolled his eyes. "Of course you were."

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes, actually."

"What is it now? Gonna tell me how much you hate me? How much you wish I was dead? Or maybe-" "I was just going to ask that you keep it down when you finger yourself."

"Seriously? That's it? No snide comments?"

"Don't temp me."

"Oh, but it's my favorite thing to do!" I whined.

He just stared at me. Again. So, I stared back. He turned around and walked away. I rolled my eyes and followed him.

"Do you seriously have to follow me everywhere?"

"No. But I just want you to tell me the truth." I said as I followed after him.

"What truth? That you're a pain in my ass? That I want nothing more than to ditch you?"

I was actually hurt this time. "Is that actually true?"

"Yes. Yes, it is."

"Because I need you to be very honest with me, Barnes. If that is really how you feel then I will just head out and you will never have to see me ever again."

"Fucking guilt-tripping. You're not gonna leave, and you know it."

"Watch me." I felt the fire inside me rise.

"Oh please, spare me. I know you. You wouldn't make it a week on your own."

I rolled my eyes. "And why is that? Why do you think I need you all the time?" I was practically screaming at him at this point.

"You are the most dependent person I have ever met. You would die without me."

I thought for a second. "No. No, I think it's the other way around. You'd die without me and you just don't want to admit it. I swear you are such an asshole."

"And I think you are in denial. That's why you cling to me so much because you hate being alone with yourself."

I scoff. "I think you are forgetting how okay I was with myself not too long ago in that bedroom in my own hands."

"Oh yes. I remember. You were so "okay" you were grunting and groaning for half an hour." He paused and took a breath. "You want the truth? I'll give it to you. Right now. You're a spoiled, ungrateful, whiny, little bitch," He said I was slightly taken aback but I didn't flinch.

"Oh, come on. Say it like you mean it." I roll my eyes one last time.

"You'll be back here in a day you useless piece of-"

"Save it. I'm leaving."

"Fine."

I went to my room and honest to God packed a bag.

I went back towards the front door and saw that Bucky hadn't moved. I lifted my hand to the handle. I was going so slow a snail could have stopped me.

I wanted Bucky to speak up and say something. Stop me from leaving. But he just stood there.

Then he cleared his throat.

"Oh, this should be good. What is it now?"

"Please... don't go..."

I was speechless.

"Give me one reason. One honest reason to stay," I finally spoke.

"Because..." he doesn't continue.

"Exactly. That's why I'm leaving. You only want to fight me when I'm here but you won't fight for me to stay."

"Don't go. Please," He said in a breathy sentence.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you to go."

I didn't know what to say. He was just staring at me. Again. I swear to God this guy has got a problem.

Except this time he looked vulnerable.

Helpless.

Needy.

"Are you asking me to stay? Or telling me."

"I'm fucking begging you."

I dropped my bag and turned around so that I was standing closer to him. It was taking everything in me not to pounce on this man and rip his clothes off of him.

We were so close that I felt his breath hitch.

Say something God Damnit!

He didn't say a thing.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into a kiss.

"I- I thought you hated me," I said in a breathless sentence.

"I do." He said as he brought his mouth to my neck.

I moaned as he touched me so feverly. I had never felt something like this before.

The passion. The rage. The fire.

He pulled me closer as if it was even fucking possible, and he started to kiss down my collarbone.

"Bedroom- the bedroom-" I stuttered out.

Bucky smiled in a way I had never seen before. He had mischief in his eyes. He picked me up and carried me to my room.

He put me on the bed and crawled on top of me.

Mother fucking Bucky Barnes was crawling on top of me.

He held our gaze as he removed my shorts and soaked panties.

He held our gaze as he moved to the edge of the bed and sunk his teeth into my inner thigh.

The only time he looked away was when his head was too far buried in my cunt to even notice his surroundings.

I tugged on his hair and tried to pull him closer. I was so close to coming and we were only on that bed for maybe 6 minutes.

"I know, Doll," He said as chills went down my spine.

I wanted more.

"Mhmmm," I moaned out at the empty feeling as he got off me and then he removed his shirt.

I sat up and ran a hand down his chest.

The muscles.

The scars.

The happy trail.

The sweat.

I wanted to lick him.

As my hand was gliding down his glistening chest, he removed his belt and pants.

He was so hard that part of him was poking out of his boxers.

"That looks painful," I said as he slowly pushed me back onto the bed.

"You have no idea what I have been going through all day today," He said as he pushed his knee between my legs to spread them apart.

"All day?" I questioned.

"When you asked me what was on my mind while I was staring at you from the couch. I was thinking about how hard my dick was and what it would feel like inside you," He said as he moved his boxers down just enough to get free.

I kissed him roughly and bit his bottom lip as he lowered himself into me softly so I could adjust to his size.

He then held onto one of my legs. "What-"

"I need to get a better angle." He said as I felt like I was splitting apart.

I moaned so loud as he started thrusting into me. Hard.

His hips snapped so fast and the whole bed shook.

He was the one grunting and groaning now.

"Oh, Bucky~" I moaned out again but this time with him inside me. Happily.

"No, use the nickname," He said as I smiled. "I did. Bucky-" He stuck a finger inside just to hit my clit.

"Charming!" I yelped out as felt myself getting closer and closer.

His hips started faltering and my legs were starting to tremble.

"I- 'm close Doll," Bucky moaned out as I sat up a little more so he could really get up in there.

"Me too, Charming," I said as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I think I hit a nerve with that last one.

I moaned so loudly as I came around him. He came very soon after. I think the feeling of me pulsing around him was too much for him.

He pulled out and then cleaned us off with the henley he had thrown off.

He laid down next to me and pulled me close so my back was to his chest.

"Do you still want me to go find you a rock?" I asked as he laughed.

"You are insufferable."

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Paris Fashion Week

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Warnings: Smut, Long Hair Seb (Yes that's a warning), hickeys, unprotected p in v, breeding kink, pet names (baby), switch Seb, public (kinda), tummy bulge

I was walking the red carpet in front of Sebastian the whole time. we didn't arrive together but he had his eyes on me the whole time.

I wore the most eccentric outfit I could come up with for Paris Fashion Week.

It hugged my curves in every way that I knew Sebastian craved.

He had his long hair pulled back into a bun and he wore sunglasses that shaded his eyes so people wouldn't be able to tell his eyes were on my ass and tits the whole day.

I was seated next to him so I rested my hand on his thigh as we posed for pictures.

"I can't wait to rip this off of you," He said as he leaned into my ear.

I smiled and tried not to change my expression so that no one took pictures of us.

We are totally okay with people knowing we are together. But we also think it's kinkier keeping it a secret.

Sex behind closed doors is what we do best.

We continued the evening into the after party where Sebastian seemed to have lost his over shirt and was just walking around like a slut with just a tank top.

I was practically drooling over how large his arms were.

I just wanted to bite them.

I walked over to him as he was talking to some people. I dragged him by the arm and away into the restroom, where I then locked the door.

I pushed him against the door.

His large frame made a loud thud as he hit the door.

"I need you," I said as I grabbed and tugged at him as I kissed all over him.

I sucked on his neck like I was a dying vampire. I accidentally left a few hickeys.

"Fuck, baby you can't do that. It might be in pictures," He said as I stood behind him and took his bun out, and let his long hair cover his neck.

"Now no one will see it unless they are looking closely. But I swear I will kill anyone that is standing that close to you," I said as I smacked his ass before opening the restroom door.

"Don't objectify me," He smiled as I walked away and back into the crowd.

It got cold and I was still wearing my skimpy outfit and Sebastian had found a sweatshirt. He was wearing the sweatshirt and was standing across the room but we were staring at each other.

We were both standing in large groups being talked at but we weren't listening. We were just staring at each other from across the way.

I watched as Sebastian gave me a silent queue. I watched as he walked over to the exit.

"Excuse me, ladies," I said as I left my group and also headed towards the exit.

Sebastian was getting photographed while getting into his Uber so I called my own and I also got photographed getting into my car.

My car dropped me off outside of the beautiful El Bristol hotel where Sebastian and I were staying. Together.

I got out and walked past the paparazzi. I made it to the lobby and over to the elevators.

Sebastian was standing there by the elevators. We quietly just stood there and waited for the elevator to ding.

When it reached us. We both got in and stood on opposite sides of each other.

I stood against the wall as I felt Sebastian eyeing me up and down.

We silently exited the elevator and I followed him closely as he unlocked the door with his key card.

I then quietly followed him inside and I sat on the bed closest to the door as he closed and locked it behind him.

As soon as the door was locked, Sebastian slammed me against the door and pressed heavily heated kisses all over me.

He practically ripped my clothes off of my body.

"Hey, be careful this is designer," I said as he giggled. "Oh, sorry," He said as he undid his belt and quickly removed his shoes and pants I kicked off my shoes as fast as I could so could continue feeling him up.

He picked me up and held me as he carried me through the giant hotel room and into our shared bedroom.

He threw me on the bed and I stripped away the last of what I was wearing as he did the same and then got on top of me.

"I wanted to fuck you so bad in that restroom but I didn't because what would we have done if paparazzi saw the cum dripping down your legs?" He asked as I just lay there speechless.

He kissed me from right above my core all the way to my neck.

"Now it's my turn to give some hickeys," He said as he then started sucking on my neck like the Romanian vampire he is.

I moaned into his body as he touched me.

"Fuck, baby don't do that. You know I can't resist your sounds," He moaned back as I then saw an opportunity.

I flipped us so that he was on his back and I straddled him. I sunk my body down on top of his and I moaned out at the feeling of him filling me.

"Fuck," He moaned out behind gritted teeth as he held onto my hips to steady me and himself.

I moved slowly and to my own speed but it obviously wasn't enough for Sebsatian.

He started bucking his hips up and pushed himself further into me.

At this point, I was screaming and I looked down and saw himself inside of me.

"Fuck, I'm in so deep," He said as we both looked at the tummy bulge.

"I-I think I'm close. Fuck-Seb-please," I moaned as he nodded quickly.

"Me too. You first," He said as he continued the speed he then waited as I came on him.

In the split second of me cumming on him and him having to cum he flipped us and lifted my legs to lay on his shoulders as he hit that spot so deep in me.

"I'm going to fuck you so not only you can't walk but everyone is going to know that you are mine," He said as I realized he meant he is going to cum in me.

He usually pulls out because we were both filming so a baby just never sounded like the best idea. But now is a better time than any.

"Fuck- I- hmmm-" Sebastian came and stuttered out his sentence as he then took himself out of me but put pillows under my legs.

"Better make sure it sticks this time," He said with a wink as he then went to bed with me and held me the whole time.

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Familiar Feeling

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Female reader

Warnings: SMUT NO PLOT (They literally just met), unprotected sex, they fuck everywhere

I just moved into a new apartment with my two best friends, Faith and Lane.

Faith is a writer and swears that the Marvel actor, Sebastian Stan lives in our apartment building. Lane is an actor and she agrees with me and thinks that Faith is losing her mind.

None of us have seen him in the building. He is like our own little myth.

One day, Faith was out at a meeting and Lane was at an audition.

I was left alone so I was just cleaning up the apartment. I cleaned my room and the main courters. I then decided to take the trash out and on my way, I swear I saw Sebastian taking his trash out.

He smiled at me as he passed by me.

I quickly turned around and spoke.

"You're Sebastian Stan aren't you," I said as he nodded.

"Yeah, we're neighbors I think. I've seen you around," He said.

"You've seen me around? My two roommates have been on the lookout for you ever since my one roommate thought she saw you in the laundry room."

"Yeah, I've seen you around. You always wear those shorts with the pink string," He said as he eyed me up and down.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you were flirting with me, Mr. Stan," I said as I smirked at him.

"What if I was? And it's Sebastian."

I just smiled at him and then walked past him to dump my garbage.

"I'm going to go back up to my apartment where my two roommates are not and I am going to run a bath to wash off the trash shoute," I said as I sashayed past him. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I moved past him.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," I said as his eyes averted back to my eyes.

He dropped his trash off and then followed me into the elevator.

I stood against one wall and he stood against the other with his hands in his pockets.

I was the one standing closest to the buttons so I pushed the emergency stop button.

Sebastian practically flung his body over to me and pinned me against a wall.

"Needy girl needs me so bad, huh?" He asked as he wrapped a hand in my hair and neck. He kissed me so deeply and passionately. I'd never been touched like this before and didn't want it to stop.

He went over and turned the elevator back on.

We got off on my floor. I do quite literally mean, got off.

I held his hand and led him into my apartment.

"It's really clean in here. It smells like you," He said as he took a deep breath.

I smiled at the thought that he already likes the smell of me after one day together. Not even one day. Maybe a couple minutes. We've just immediately clicked with each other.

"Do you want something to drink? Maybe something to eat? We might have some leftovers in the fridge."

"No, only you," He said as he sighed and sat down on my couch.

I smiled and walked over to him on the couch.

I stood in front of him and he pulled my pants down along with my panties. He then pulled down his pants and underwear.

I sat down on him facing him.

He moaned out as I rode him. He grabbed at my hips and I tugged on him all over.

"Fuck, you feel better than I thought," He said as he grabbed my ass and squeezed tightly.

"Oh my god," I moaned as I came around him. He pushed me off of him before he came inside of me.

I pulled my pants and he pulled up his haphazardly right before we heard the door open to the apartment.

"Oh my god! Did you hear? Apparently, someone saw Sebastian Stan leave the elevator on THIS floor!" Faith yelled as she and Lane entered the room.

"HOLY FUCK!" Lane screamed as she smacked her hand to her face.

"You're Sebastian Stan," Faith said as Sebastian stood up and he shyly smiled and waved at the two girls.

"Yeah, he's going to be here for a bit. We were just uhm. Hanging out," I said as Sebastian turned pink and the girls quickly gathered their belongings and then turned around and left the apartment.

"I'm sorry about them. They are just fangirls and I was just-"

He pulled me into another kiss. A kiss that felt like we knew each other. Like we are closer than we actually are.

"You taste so good and I can't get enough of it," He said as I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his hips.

He carried me to the kitchen counter and sat me down on top of it.

He pulled my soaked panties down along with his pants to show that he was already hard again.

I was trembling and waiting for him again.

He pushed himself into me and found a steady pace as he hit my G-Spot ever so often. Enough to make me squirm and scream under his touch.

He had one hand on my lower back, holding me up so I don't fall off the counter. The other hand was on the counter steadying himself so he didn't fall to his knees.

I came again and he pulled out again.

"I think that just about finished me off," He said as he put his pants on. I slid off the counter like a puddle.

"I don't even think I remember how to walk," I said as he held me by the waist to stabilize me.

"Oh, Sebastian. Don't touch me like that unless you want me all over you again," I said as he removed his hands ever so slowly. I thought I was going to fall right then and there.

So I did.

I slowly fell to my knees. His hands went to my hair as I undid his pants that were on his body for less than a few minutes.

I sucked him off as he braced himself by holding onto the counter behind me.

"Please," He moaned as I continued. I knew he barely had anything left in him and this was probably hurting him. But, him begging me like that felt so good.

He tugged on my head a little once he released it in my mouth.

I stood up and wiped my mouth off.

"Go spit in the sink," He said as I opened my mouth to show him I'd already swallowed.

"That's disgusting," He said with a hidden smirk.

We both cleaned up and I went to change.

He was sitting on the couch just scrolling through his phone when I came back.

"I should get going because I have an appointment for a photoshoot but, I would love to take you out on a real date sometime. Today was the best day I've had in a really long time," He said as he handed me a piece of paper with his number on it.

"Call me," He said as he walked over and kissed me before walking out the door.

Lane and Faith came home later that night and I felt dirty so I cleaned the counter and I mopped the floor. But I forgot about the couch.

It wasn't until late late that night when Faith was sitting on the couch next to me. "What are these stains?" She asked as I just looked between her and Lane.

"Those stains are-" I paused before trying to come up with something. "Yeah, I don't know what those stains are."

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What's stopping me from writing a MCU!Peter Parker smut?

Witterally nothing

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I often wonder… is it inappropriate to read and/or write smut at work? Lol 😅

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The Odds in Our Favor

Pairing: Finnick Odair x female reader

Warnings: smut no plot, dom!Finnick, pet names (Honey), overstimulation, Gale older brother

I was sharpening my knives like always when my brother walked into my room.

"Gale, I thought I told you to knock before you enter a room. What if I had a guy in here?"

"Then I would have to kill him," He said as he picked up one of the knives I finished earlier.

"I'm not a child anymore. You don't have to protect me," I said as he frowned.

"No, but you'll always be my little sister," He said as I smiled and then set down my knives. I slipped them back into their leather case as Gale sat down next to me.

"You don't have to fight, you know," He said as I rolled my eyes.

Gale has been trying to get me to forfeit the games for days now leading up to them.

I won the games three years ago. Two years before Katniss.

I then got told I have to fight in the games again. I thought the whole point of being a victor is that I don't have to fight again but I guess I was wrong. I am fighting tomorrow morning. I might die tomorrow morning.

"I should get some sleep. I've got a big day tomorrow. Good night, big brother," I said as we stood and hugged. He held the back of my head close like how one might hold a baby.

Gale left my room and I cleaned up. I want my room to look nice for when I'm gone so Gale doesn't have any trouble going through my things.

When I was finished, I just stood there and stared at my room and all it had to offer. Someone else is going to move in soon and they are going to take down my pictures and put their own up.

"Hey, are you still awake?" Finnick asked outside my door. I opened it and there he was standing there in nothing but some sweatpants and the necklace that he's always wearing.

"Yeah, I was just about to lie and tell everyone that I'm going to bed but I was just going to stare off in the distance," I said as he smiled his cheeky grin at me.

"Wanna be together tonight? I don't really feel like being alone," He said as I nodded and then walked over towards him at the door.

"Where are we going?" He asked as I looked up at him. He is much taller than I am.

"Uhm, your room? Why?"

"Oh, well. I walked all the way over here so I just assumed that we would hang out here." He then looked around the room. "But now that I see it, it looks like a dead person lives here. Which is ironic since you are very much alive," He said as he looked at the framed picture of me with my older brother.

"I mean, I'm practically dead," I said under my breath.

"No, you're not!" Finnick yelled as he grabbed me by the arm to get my attention. "I will protect you in there, I promise you," He then realized that he was holding onto my arm for too long and a bit too tight.

"Okay, I believe you."

"We can stay here," I said but instead he loosened his grip on my arm but didn't let go.

"No, we can go to my room. I don't think I can stand being in such a sad room any longer," He said as I nodded and followed him out in the hall and past the main room of the bunker we were staying in.

"Where are you taking my little sister?" Gale asked as Finnick and I walked past Gale and Katniss.

"Don't worry about it, Gale," I said as Finnick held my hand and pulled me towards his room.

I closed the door behind us.

Finnick went and sat down on his bed. I looked around the room.

A little messy, but somehow still tidy, Dirty clothes are scattered on the floor, and pictures of who I assume are family.

"Want to watch something? I wonder what is going on at the capitol not that they have decided to kill a bunch of us off again for sport," He said as he turned it on.

"Finnick Odair and that (Y/N) Hawthorne have got something magical going on don't they?" Ceasar asked his guest as she smiled. "Oh, certainly. They are just the cutest. I hope they make it far in the games tomorrow so we can see that relationship develop," She said as I just stood there watching them talk about us.

"Let's just hope he taps that soon-"

Finnick turned off the tv.

"Maybe we can just talk," He said as I smiled at him and then sat down next to him. "About what?"

"I don't know. We can talk about anything. We are all about to die right?" He said as I smiled.

"Okay. What are you going to do if you win?" I asked as I got on my tummy and rested my head on my hands.

"I don't know. Maybe get a nice home and settle down. I kind of missed out on that when my girlfriend dumped me after the first Hunger Games that I won," He said as I laughed.

"So, your plans are lame."

"What are your plans?" He asked as I crossed my arms.

"Well, not if but when I win I'm hoping to get laid," I laughed out as his tight crossed arms became loose.

"You're a virgin?" He asked as I rolled my eyes.

"Dude, I won the Hunger Games at 17 years old and then went into hiding from the Capitol with my brother, Gale. He had Katniss and Katniss had Peeta. I didn't want anyone to know I exist because I thought that would keep me safe. Turns out, they found me anyway, and now here I am about to die."

"So, yes. You are a virgin."

"What are you asking me, Finnick?"

"Have you ever even kissed anyone?"

"I kissed Katniss on a dare and then Peeta shortly after."

"But have you-"

"Fucked anyone? No," I said as I rolled over and lay on my back staring at the ceiling.

"Would you like to? Before we die?"

"What makes you think we are both going to die?" I asked as I now crossed my arms to match him except his arms weren't crossed any longer. They were draped across his chest and he was staring at me so intensely.

"We are fighting alongside Katniss Everdeen. We are absolutely dying," He laughed uncomfortably.

"Well then I might as well live a little before the end of the world," I said as I looked at Finnick and he was crawling on the bed closer to me. Soon enough he was on top of me.

"Kiss me Finny," I moaned as he smirked and removed my shirt over my head.

"Anything for you, Honey."

He kissed me all over my face, neck, chest, and tummy.

He held me by my back as I moaned out from his touch.

He then made his way to my pants and took them off of me. He kissed my inner thigh and I tugged on his hair pulling his face closer to where I needed him most.

"Is this where you need me, honey?" He asked as all I could do was nod. I was so infatuated with him that my body lost control.

He ate me out as I groaned, moaned more, and tugged at his hair. He smiled at me because he knew what he was doing and loved its effect on me.

We moved slightly so that he had a better grip on my ass and I was more comfortable with laying on my back.

He stopped once he felt me close to my release. I whined as he got on top of me.

"Hush," He demanded as I smirked at his dominance.

He took off his last remaining bits of clothing before pushing himself inside of me. We both moaned at the sudden feeling.

He moved with such force at first but then slowed down when he felt that it was too much for me.

"Please, I need to cum," I said as he held my legs around him and then he moved even harder and quicker than before.

We were both so close to coming that he flipped us so that when we came, I was on top.

I lay next to him and he held me.

I felt so safe in that moment that I wasn't worried about dying anymore. Whatever the games have for me, I know the odds will be in my favor. ;)

#sam claflin gif #sam claflin smut #sam claflin imagine #sam claflin x reader #hunger games finnick #finnick odair

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Part Two: New Neighbor

Pairing: Sam Claflin x female reader

warnings: Smut, nickname use (baby, honey I love Harry Styles), riding, unprotected p in v, cumming inside, bottom!Sam

Sam and I visit each other all the time now that we are close to each other.

There was even talk of taking down the one main wall that connects our two apartments. That way we would have just one big apartment.

Sam used his big-time Hollywood pretty boy actor face to convince our landlady into letting me do what I want.

She still hasn't had the time or money to fix the building's washer and dryer.

I was carrying my large bag of laundry down the stairs into the creepy cellar room that holds the washer and dryer captive.

"Fancy seeing you here," I said to Sam as I walked in and saw him standing in the room at one of the tables folding what looks like dress pants.

"Why do you say that?" He asked as he smiled his cheesy grin at me,

"Because I just assumed that Sam Claflin the pretty boy actor has someone else to do his laundry for him."

"I prefer to do my own laundry so that I know where everything is," He said as I looked over and saw his pile of clothes all in perfect stacks corresponding to what each clothing item was.

One pile for shirts, one for pants, one for socks, one for underwear, and one for miscellaneous items.

"Why are you carrying a trash bag? The trash shoot is in the other room," He said as I looked and realized my laundry bag is in fact just a large black trash bag.

"No, these are my dirty clothes. I'm not living off of Daisy Jones money so I have to use a trash bag for my clothes. And guess what the real kicker is. When these clothes are clean they get put back in the trash bag and I just pray the bag doesn't rip."

He laughed as I then I picked up my trash bag and put it on the table next to his neat piles, slightly jostling the piles.

We stood there in silence and did our laundry together.

"Do you have any plans tonight?" I asked as Sam looked up at me with the most puppy-like eyes I have ever seen in my entire life.

"Uh, no. Why? Are you asking me out?"

"God no. Not out, at least. I'm asking you if you'd want to stop by my place tonight and get a bite. I was thinking of ordering something nice tonight."

"Sounds great. What's the occasion?"

"I sold one of my books to a publisher and I figured we should celebrate since I wrote some bits of it about my new neighbor, Sam Claflin."

"You wrote a book about me?"

"No, I wrote a book about the people I meet and you just happened to show up in part of it," I said as I threw some clothes in the washer.

"I'll have dinner with you but only if you let me pick what movie we watch because you never let me pick anymore," He said which was true.

Sam and I have been spending most nights together after our first quote on quote date.

We aren't a couple but we have grown pretty close to each other.

He insisted on showing me romance movies since I shared how much I despised them when we first met.

"You just haven't seen the right ones," Is all he had to say about it. Before I knew it, we were hopping back and forth between apartments watching every rom-com that Sam thought I would like.

We found a few that I did end up liking.

"Fine. But, you have to tell me what type of movie we are going to watch," Sam said as I smirked at him.

"Don't tell me, Sam Claflin is scared of horror movies."

"I'm not, I just am not too fond of them," He said as he everted his eyes at me so I couldn't see that he was lying.

"Well, I will see you later. I was just coming down here to drop my laundry off. I will see you later, Sam Claflin," I said as he smiled at me and then he just continued to fold his clothes.

I went upstairs to get ready. I brushed my teeth and hair after taking an EVERYTHING shower. (Ifykyk)

I then called Sam and asked what he wanted for dinner. He said Chinese so I went on doordash and ordered some.

I made the couch all nice and then I sat on it and waited for Sam to knock on my door three times like he always did.

"Come in!" I yelled as I stood up and Sam opened the door since I left it unlocked for him.

"Wow, this place looks great."

"Yeah, I cleaned up a bit," I said as I played with the ends of my hair.

"It smells good in here too. Did you light a candle?" He asked as he looked around trying to find a flame.

I shook my head. "No, why? What does it smell like?"

"Vanilla and cucumber," He said as I then sniffed myself and realized he was smelling me because I had just showered and let the apartment get all steamy. The scent probably lingered.

"Oh, you must be smelling me. I showered. Who knew a pretty boy actor like you had such a good sense of smell," I said as he walked over to me and leaned in close.

I swear to God. Sam Claflin was sniffing me.

"You smell amazing. This apartment looks amazing."

I just looked up at him into his beautiful green eyes. "What are we doing here?" I asked as I leaned into him but not touching him, just leaned close enough to be near him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," He lied. I knew he was lying because he everted his eyes again. He can never look at me when he's lying.

I grabbed onto his chin with my thumb and index finger. I moved his face to look me in the eyes.

"Tell me what we are doing here," I said again.

This time, he didn't say anything. Instead, he leaned closer filling that final amount of space left between the two of us. He kissed me so deeply and passionately.

His hand found its way into my hair where it seemingly got lost and tangled.

My hands found their way to his face where I cupped his jaw and pulled him closer to me to fill any unwanted gaps.

"Uhm, excuse me. Where do you want me to put this?" The Doordash guy asked as he walked up to the door, which was still left open thanks to Sam.

Sam and I broke apart from our kiss and Sam walked over to the guy and took the bag of food. Sam then dug into his pocket and pulled out a 20 handing it to the guy.

"Thanks have a nice- Holy shit. You're Finnick Odair!" The guy yelled at Sam as he took the 20.

"Yeah, I am. Thank you for delivering my food," Sam said trying to get this guy to leave. "Have a nice day and drive safe."

"Hey, man. Do you think I can get a picture with you? My girl is gonna freak," He asked as he took out his phone.

"Sure, just promise me you won't come back here again," Sam said as the guy shook his head. "No, of course. I would never do that."

Sam nodded and then put his arm around the guy getting ready for a selfie.

"Oh, do you mind taking it of us?" The guy asked me as I rolled my eyes and then took the phone from the guy.

"Okay, everyone say Cheese!" I said as Sam smiled comically big next to the delivery man. I took one picture and then handed the phone back to the guy and he left.

Sam set the food on the kitchen table and I went and sat down on the couch trying to catch my thoughts on what had just happened before the guy showed up.

I kissed Sam Claflin. Pretty actor boy Sam Claflin.

"Nice, you got a lot of good stuff," Sam said as he took out each item that was in the bag.

"Are we just going to ignore what happened?"

"I get a lot of fans like that all the time. Don't worry he won't come back here. And even if he does, I can just call my security guy and ask him to stay here a couple of nights," Sam said as I just sat there looking dumbfounded.

"No, I- wait what? No. I meant the kiss. Are we going to ignore that we just kissed?"

"No, I wasn't planning on ignoring our kiss. I just would like to eat the food while it's still hot. We can kiss again later," He said as he got a plate filled up with food.

"So, you want to kiss me again?"

"Of course I do," He said as he sat down next to me and started eating. "So, what movie did you pick out?"

We ate and talked and laughed while watching Scream. It's my favorite horror film and I knew Sam would be scared the whole time and I enjoyed the thought of comforting him.

We started to move closer and closer to each other. Soon enough I felt one of his hands on my lap. Underneath the blanket.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I kept my eyes laser focused on the movie.

"Watching the movie. What does it look like I'm doing?" He asked as I looked down at my lap and saw the blanket move. I saw his hands reach further up.

"Sam, please," I slightly moaned out as he touched my inner thigh.

"Use your words, honey," He said as I melted into his touch along with his words.

"Please, fuck me, Sam."

"As you wish."

He then pulled me by the waist and had me in his lap facing him. My legs were wrapped around him and I tangled my fingers into the root of his hair as he moaned into my mouth and our kiss deepened.

He removed my shirt and tossed it across the room. I then removed his and did the same. A small giggle escaped from his lips. I stole the giggle by entrapping my mouth onto his.

His hands found their way onto the clasps of my bra and he quickly took it off in less than a minute. I can't even get my own bra off in 5 minutes.

He left hickeys all over my chest and neck. Good thing I don't leave the apartment because if I do then people would see all the markings that he was leaving on me. Like he was a dog and I was his tree.

He moved us so that he was on top of me and we were horizontal on the couch.

He was wearing a simple gold necklace and it hovered above my face as he kissed up and down my body.

He started to remove my pants and I slid them off with ease. He started to undo his jeans and as he was sitting over me I traced my fingers along the beautiful tattoos painted across his chest.

"Is this okay, honey?"

He was moving closer to being inside of me. "Yes. Everything you do is okay with me," I said as he smiled at me softly and then before I knew it.

Sam Claflin was inside of me.

We both moaned out at the feeling of each other.

"Oh, honey. I can't believe you feel this good," He moaned as he slid a finger inside of me along with everything else going on.

We went on like that on the couch for a solid 5 minutes but then he got off of me.

"Why'd you stop? What's wrong?" I asked as I sat up on the couch, reaching for a blanket because I was just sitting there completely naked.

"I'm too old to be fucking you on the couch like this. My back is about to give out and not in a good way," He said as I nodded and then wandered off.

"Uhm, where's your bedroom?" He asked as I smiled and stood up, taking the blanket with me, and dragged him into my bedroom.

I got a new bed and it's a slightly bigger bed with a nice wooden frame that I painted to make me feel like it wasn't the cheapest one I could find in IKEA.

He got in bed first. And I mean IN bed.

He got under the covers. Might I mention this guy was also naked,

Sam Claflin, fully in the nude, and in my bed.

"Oh, are we going to bed now?" I asked as he put his arms behind his head.

He looks so yummy. Lying in my bed. Arms behind his head. The only thing he is wearing is a simple gold necklace with a small charm.

I crawled onto the bed and got on top of his lap. I was sitting on his lap just far up on his waist enough to feel his raging boner under me.

"Please, honey," He moaned out as I touched his face gently.

"Use your words, baby," I said as I reached down and gently rubbed him.

"Please, (Y/N)," He said as I then got under the covers and straight up sat on his dick.

He and I both moaned as I rode him.

I held onto the headboard behind him and he held onto my hips, trying to steady me.

"Oh, fuck," He moaned as he bit his lip. I leaned forward and kissed him. I bit his lip as we released our mouths from each other.

"Honey, I'm close," He said as I moved in a faster motion and felt every bit of him hit me in all the right places.

"Don't stop, please baby," He said in a sort of whimper.

I came on his dick and then I felt him release in spurts shortly after.

He pulled me off of him after a few minutes of me just sitting on him panting like crazy together.

He held me close to his chest and I continued to trace his tattoo with my finger. He held my other hand and clasped it tight.

"There is no way I'm ever letting you go," He said as I pushed him off of me and started to get dressed.

"Wait, did I do something wrong? Why are you leaving?"

"I have to go finish my laundry," I said as he smiled. "Wanna join me?"

#sam claflin #sam claflin imagine #sam claflin gif #sam claflin smut

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New Neighbor

Pairing: Sam Claflin x Female Reader

Warnings: None This is Pure Fluff

LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART TWO I kinda want a part two

I just moved into my new apartment complex. It's nice. Clean. Quiet. And it's mostly filled with actors and actresses so the people that live here are rarely home anyway.

I'm a writer. So, I'm always home.

I sit in my apartment, turn on my ambiance lamp, have my record player on a constant rotation of my favorite tunes, and then have my cup of tea.

I will sit there and write for hours on end. If all goes well, I will have written a page and a half during those hours.

I never said I was a good writer. I'm speaking from experience.

One day I was getting home late. (I was sitting at Mcdonald's for two hours just reordering a large fry with a large Dr. Pepper.) I had just stepped out of the elevator and I heard the apartment door next to mine open and then close.

My neighbor was finally home.

For as long as I'd lived here, they had never been home. I've lived here for two years.

I set my giant Dr. Pepper cup on the counter along with my keys and wallet. I turned on my lamp and record player.

I turned it up on full volume like I have been doing for the past two years. I sat down at my desk and started to write about the people I was staring at in McDonald's. Then I heard three knocks at my door.

Quite loudly too if I must say.

"Jeez, I'll be right there!" I yelled as I ran over to the door to answer it.

I opened the door and I shit you not the guy standing there looked like that Billy Dunne fella from that Amazon show I was watching late last night.

"Excuse me, but do you mind turning that down? I'm trying to run lines and we have thin walls," He said as I just stood there and stared at him.

"Are you-" "Yes, I am the man from the tv. Now, do you mind turning that down?" He said in a grumpy old man tone that made me roll my eyes and go to turn it off.

I left the front door open and when I went back over to it, he was gone. So I shut the door and did what any sane person would do, I googled him.

'Main guy from Daisy Jones show'

Sam Claflin. Okay, so I googled something else.

'Sam Claflin movies'

So I watched some.

Okay, I watched all of them. Plus, I finished all of Daisy Jones and started Peaky Blinders.

A few days later, I realized I hadn't written anything for days. I'd been sitting on the couch ordering food to my door and only getting up to use the restroom or answer the door.

I decided to cool it on the Sam Claflin marathon. I got up and took a shower. I then deep-cleaned my whole apartment.

I finally decided to write something. So, I set up my lamp and my record player. I may or may not have forgotten about my neighbor, Sam Claflin.

I started writing and then I heard three distinct knocks at the door. It's funny how I can tell it's his knocks already.

I opened the front door and smiled up at the tall gentleman in front of me. "Hello, Sam Claflin. Would you like for me to turn down the music again?"

"Yes, I- Did you google me?" He asked as I nodded proudly. "I did as a matter of fact. I also watched your whole discography."

"What? No, you didn't. That would have taken you a matter of days."

"I did actually. I'm a big loner with no friends and all I do is spend all day writing in my sad lonely apartment. If I don't go outside for weeks nobody is gonna notice," I said as he just stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets.

"Did you watch the Hunger Games?"

"Yes."

"Enola Holmes?"

"Yes, of course, my dear Mycroft," I said with a wink.

"Peaky Blinders?"

"Yes, love the stache by the way."

"Thanks. Did you-"

"Yes. I watched everything. Even the bad romance ones and the-"

"You don't like romance movies? What woman doesn't like romance movies?"

"Ones with brains. They are all the same. They all start the same and all end the same."

"Oh, you've had your heart shattered," He said as he crossed his arms.

"What? No. I've never even been in that sick puppy love before. I've only been in serious relationships with serious men. Not dumb pretty boy actors. Also, what's with you dying in all of your films? And do you only star in book renditions?"

"Did you just call me a pretty boy actor?"

"Is the only thing you heard me say?"

He just stood there and smiled at me. His cheesy British pretty boy actor smile. And I mistakenly smiled back.

"Would you like to have dinner with me?" He asked as I then crossed my arms to match his energy.

"Okay. But, I don't want to go out."

"Okay. We can eat at my place. I'll pick you up at-"

"I can walk next door by myself. You just have dinner ready by 8."

He nodded and then he walked away from the door. I shut it and went back to writing.

I wrote a couple of pages. Nothing much.

I then started to get ready around 7:30. I wasn't going to put much time or effort into this because I don't see it as a date. I see it as a get-together with my cute neighbor who just so happens to be Sam Claflin.

I walked over to his apartment around 8:15.

I knocked three times.

"You're late," He said as I rolled my eyes and walked into his apartment without any introduction.

"Well, I figured you already don't like me so what's the harm in being a few minutes late."

"How can I not like you when I don't even know your name?"

"(Y/N). There now you have every right not to like me."

"Okay, well, (Y/N). I hope you like chicken."

"What if I was a vegetarian? Would you have something else for me to eat?"

"Are you a vegetarian?"

"No."

"Then we won't have to worry about that now do we?"

I smiled at him and then sat down at the two-seater table in the middle of his dining room. His apartment was a little bigger than mine. I guess that comes with being a big-time Hollywood actor.

He had nice things. A big Tv. A big couch. Probably even had a big bed.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't still have my twin bed from my college apartment.

His plants are fake, though. This means that he likes the ambiance that plants create but he doesn't want the commitment of keeping them alive.

"What are you doing?"

"Scoping out your apartment. Seeing if I'm going to steal it from you or not," I said as he laughed and then sat down in front of me.

He poured us both glasses of wine.

"Is this a date?" I asked as he set the bottle down.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Well, I'm just curious because you asked me out before you even knew my name. So, you are either insane or incredibly horny and will most likely fuck anything that moves," I said matter-of-factly.

"Are you a musician?" He asked obviously trying to change the subject.

"No, why do you ask that?"

"The loud music."

"Those are just some of my favorite bands. They help me write when I can't think of anything."

"Ah, you're a writer. That makes sense," He said as I glared at him from across the table.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you talk a lot and you seem to always be stuck in your own head. I've seen a lot of writers and they all have those tells."

"Okay, so you figured me out. My turn."

I studied him. I've watched all his movies. I know his Star Chart. I know what college he went to. I know when he first started acting. I know what his first movie was. I know who his first girlfriend was and I know to who he lost his virginity. He's another dumb male celebrity that has nothing secret or hidden from the media.

"I've got nothing," I said as I looked into his eyes.

Because that was the truth. I looked into this man's eyes and all I saw were these gorgeous green eyes that were just staring right back at me.

"Well, since you know everything about me do you mind if I ask you something?" He asked as he ate a piece of meat off his fork.

"Go ahead."

"Why did you watch all my movies?"

"Because I wanted to figure you out and I found it interesting that I live next to Sam Claflin the actor."

"Pretty boy actor" He added as if he were correcting me.

"Right. Pretty boy actor." I said as he turned a slight shade of pink.

"Are you usually home alone? Or do you live with someone?"

"Why? Do you want to kill me, Sam Claflin?"

"No. And why do you keep using my full name?"

"Because it's throwing you off."

"Yeah, it is."

We went on to talk about what I like to write. Which is mostly mystery and murder mystery. I stray far away from romance. It's sticky and all the same.

He learned my Star Chart. What college I went to. When I first started writing. The first novel I wrote. Who my first boyfriend was and to whom I lost my virginity.

"I hope to see you again, (Y/N) (L/N)," He said as he leaned against my door frame. (He insisted on walking me to my door)

"Well, if I ever want to see you again I know to just turn my music up too loud," I said as he smiled and then I turned around and shut the door.

I leaned against it and I swear this man stood in front of my closed door for a solid minute before walking away. I wonder if he was hoping I'd open it and let him in.

If we were going to have sex, though, I'd hope it'd be in his bed because mine can barely support my own weight.

#sam claflin #Fluff #Sam Claflin x reader #Friends to lovers #sam claflin imagine

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Backseat Serenade

Pairing: Dean Winchester x female reader

Warnings: Pet names (baby), unprotected sex, p in v, fingering, Dean Winchester being a total slut (yes that's a warning)

Sam had found a case for us all last night. Dean drove us halfway and then pulled into a skeezy motel for the rest of the night.

"Alright so, the lady messed up and gave us two beds," Dean said as he handed Sam and me both keys. "I don't see how that is a problem," I said as I took one of the keys and unlocked the door of the motel.

We stepped inside and it smelled like piss, beer, sweat, and menthol. The carpets reeked of cat piss, the curtains were stained yellow from people smoking inside, and the paint on the walls was patchy as if they'd been repainted multiple times.

And sitting on both sides of the room were two twin beds.

"But there are three of us," I said as Sam set his bags down on one of the beds. "I call dibs on the bed closest to the bathroom," He said as Dean and I glanced at each other back and forth.

"I will sleep in the car, you take the other bed," Dean said as he set my bags down on the other bed (He had carried my bags for me from the car to the motel).

"How is that fair to you? You're the one that drove for 10 hours straight. I can sleep in the car," I said as I went to pick up my bag.

"You're both ridiculous, why don't we just share a bed, Dean. Like we used to when dad would try to get the cheaper room when we were kids," Sam said as his older brother nodded and then we all got ready for bed.

The night went on per usual.

Sam fell asleep first, starfishing in his bed next to Dean, I was sitting up in bed watching a really bad romance movie on the tv, and Dean was sitting in his bed next to his little brother with his arms crossed and he sat there watching the movie with me.

"Do you seriously watch these every night?" Dean asked as I shook my head.

"No, only if the motels have cable but sometimes it cuts out and gets all staticky. Then I get a migraine so I have to turn it off," I said as the tv then turned to static and so I reached for the remote and turned it off.

"Why don't we all just try to get some sleep. We have a long car ride again tomorrow and we have to be well-rested for the hunt," Dean whispered to me as he looked at his sleeping brother.

I got under the covers but I couldn't exactly sleep because I wasn't very tired and I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Dean is sharing a bed with his little brother that is like 5 feet taller than all of us.

I started to laugh quietly in my bed.

"What's so funny?" Dean asked as I sat up and looked at him. He was laying on the very very edge of the bed and the blanket wasn't even covering 25% of his body. Sam Winchester starfishing in bed takes up 85% of the whole dang bed.

"Oh nothing," I laughed as Dean rolled his eyes, and then with one slight move he fell completely out of the bed.

"OH, SON OF A BITCH!" Dean whisper-yelled. "Dean! Shhhhhh!" I whisper-yelled back as I pointed to the sleeping Sam.

"Why don't you just sleep in my bed with me? I take up way less space than him and we both have insomnia so we can just stay up and talk anyway," I said as Dean nodded and then he got into bed with me.

The bed was still pretty small so Dean sat up a little and I rested my back against Dean's chest. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

I was pretty close to both boys so our cuddling up close was not a new thing. I'd been traveling with them both for months now.

We stayed up for a good four hours just talking to each other about the case, about Sam, about Castiel, about our past, and about how not tired we were.

"Wanna go for a drive?" I asked as Dean looked over to Sam who was still snoozing hard. "Sure," He said as he put on a hoodie and we left.

I stole one of Sam's hoodies since I didn't bring a late-night jacket.

We drove to a diner. We ordered pie.

"So, why do you and Sam do this?" "Do what?" He asked with a mouth full of pie.

"Why do you guys take these long drives? You could just as easily take a plane instead. You guys are practically loaded with all this credit card fraud," I said as he smiled and chuckled.

"Well, believe it or not, but Dean Winchester is scared of planes," He said as he spoke in the third person. "No, I believe it," I responded.

"What do you mean? I'm way too badass to be scared of anything," He said as he took another heaping bite of his apple pie.

"But, that's just it. You are way too much of a badass to be scared of anything that normal people are afraid of. Like ghosts, werewolves, witches, and demons. Because we fight things like that every day it would only make sense that our fears would be something dumb like planes, clowns, or heights," I said as he laughed at that last bit.

"So, is that what you're afraid of? Heights?" I nodded and he smiled back.

For a full hour of us sitting in that diner, it seemed almost as if Dean and I were a normal couple on a late-night date. It felt almost real.

"We should head back and see if we can get any sleep before Sam wakes up and decides it's time for his run," Dean said as I nodded.

And liked that the dream was crushed.

We drove back to the motel but we just sat in the parking lot.

"I don't want to go inside. I changed my mind," Dean said as I just sat there. "Okay? What do you want to do instead?" I asked as Dean just looked at me like I was the idiot in the car right now.

"Whatcha looking at me like that for?" I exclaimed as Dean then let out a huff.

"I just thought this whole night was you wanting to make a move on me but I guess I was wrong. I guess I've just been wrong for the past 7 months," He said as I looked at him with doe eyes.

"Oh, Dean. You are such a fool. Of course, I wanted you. I just knew that if we fucked early on in the hunting then I would be putting a target on my back and no one would take me seriously in the community. I'd just be the girl that fucked Dean Winchester and lived to tell the tale," I said as he smirked.

"Oh, don't worry. You'll still be able to tell the tale if you want," Dean said as he reached over to me and pulled me into a deep kiss.

We got out of the Impala and into the backseat. Dean took off his sweatshirt and then pulled off his t-shirt.

I removed Sam's hoodie and then my tank top. Only to reveal that I wasn't wearing a bra. "You spent the whole night with me while braless? You are a fucking minx," He said as he kissed my collarbone and then down my throat.

He held my body down as he moved his against mine with such force. I removed his belt and then slide his jeans and underwear down in one movement.

He pulled down my sweatpants and slid a finger inside of me ever so gently. I moaned out and arched my back. Then he slid in another finger.

Before I knew it, Dean Winchester had three fingers inside of me and I was moaning and falling apart underneath him.

"I know, baby. I feel you coming close." He said as he stopped and then he moved closer and pushed himself into me. I moaned at the sudden contact.

His fingers didn't even compare to the feeling of him inside of me like this.

We both moaned and he moved with such vigor. We took turns crying out each other's names.

The sun was rising behind us. He pulled out and came on the leather backseat. He used his t-shirt to clean it up.

He then fell asleep practically on top of me.

We woke up to knocking on the window. Dean used his hand to wipe the window because we had created so much steam that it fogged up the glass.

"Let me know why you guys are dressed and ready to go," Sam yelled outside the Impala. Dean got off of me and pulled his pants back on. His shirt was unuseful at the moment since it was just used as a cum rag.

I put back on Sam's hoodie and Dean put on his own. We got out of the car and went to change in the motel together.

Sam came back from his run and Dean had packed up the car so we checked out of the motel and all climbed in the Impala.

Dean and I were silent.

"So, are we going to address the elephant in the room or just ignore the fact that you two obviously slept together?" Sam asked as Dean looked in the rearview mirror and just gave me a look.

"Well, if it's so obvious then why does it need to be addressed?" I asked as Dean chuckled.

"I guess you're right then," Sam said before changing the topic and spoke about the case instead.

#dean winchester smut #dean winchester #sam and dean #dean winchester x reader #supernatural smut #please be my boyfriend dean winchester

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Someone stop me from writing Billy Dunne smut.

No don't actually

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Meant To Be Yours

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x female reader

Warnings: smut, riding, bottom!Pedro, nicknames

I am not an actress. I am not a model. I am not famous in any way shape or form.

I met Pedro at a Mexican restaurant. Not at a convention, not at a concert, not even at some premiere. We met by accident.

I was at the bar ordering drinks for me and my friends who were all seated at the table close by. It was my best friend's bachelorette party.

"Hi, can I get 8 shots of your cheapest tequila? We have got a group of horny women that need to drink," I said as the bartender smiled at me and then he started pouring the drinks as I handed him the cash.

I dropped one of my dollars and so I went to pick it up off the floor but instead this handsome man bent down on the floor and picked up my money and handed it back to me.

"Here you dropped this, sweetheart," He said as I rolled my eyes and took the money from him, and handed it to the bartender.

"Sorry, did I say something wrong?" The man asked as I just stood there and ignored him. "I'm not your sweetheart," I said as he chuckled to himself and then he ordered his drink and walked away.

I took the shots that were on a tray and walked back over to my group of friends.

"Who was that hot guy talking to you?" My best friend asked as I looked back at the bar but the man was gone. "I don't know. He gave me the ick," I said as they all groaned.

"No! Gross, what did he do?"

"He called me sweetheart," I said as a couple of friends groaned and a couple made cute faces. "What? I think it's kind of nice. How old is he? He probably just was talking to you like you are a daughter," One of the friends said as I laughed.

"Yeah, or granddaughter," I said as they all laughed and then we downed our shots and made small talk or had conversations about the upcoming wedding.

The night went on. The restaurant got more crowded and we were all getting overwhelmed.

Ubers were called, boyfriends came to pick them up ( as well as fiancés), and I was the last one standing outside the restaurant.

"Fuck," I muttered to myself as I watched my phone die in my hands.

I looked across the street and saw that there was a pay phone. As I was about to leave the restaurant parking lot, the man from inside the bar stepped outside into the moonlight.

He looked well over 40 but not really 50 yet. No wedding ring meant either divorced or single which was sketchy because of his age.

His hair was dark brown with light grey pieces popping through in the light. His dark brown eyes glistened when he looked at me.

He was tall. Well, tall compared to me. And well dressed. He wore a nice pair of trousers and a nice button-up shirt with a t-shirt underneath. He looked clean and well kept so either this man is gay or the world is finally sending me a message about my impending doom with being an old maid.

"Hey, I'm sorry for calling you sweetheart back in there. I meant it as just a thing to say to a young lady, not something creepy to hit on a lady with," He said as I just stood there and I realized that I had been staring at him.

"No, it's ok. I'm sorry for seeming rude. I thought you were some ugly guy," I said and then I quickly turned red for saying that. Not because I was blushing but because I felt like such an idiot for saying that.

"So it would have been ok to be rude to me if I was an ugly guy?"

"Yes?" I responded now even redder than before.

He laughed it off as I searched my purse for loose change so I could use the payphone.

"I hate to ask but do you have some quarters I could use for the pay phone? My phone died and I need to call a taxi," I said as he just straight up handed me his phone.

"I would offer to drive you home but I don't want you to think I'm a creep."

"I wouldn't think you were a creep," I lied. I totally would. If he was an ugly guy.

"Right. Only if I was an ugly guy," He added.

"So, where is your car?" I asked as I stepped closer toward him and handed him his phone back.

He smirked and then offered his arm for me to take since I was a little wobbly in my heels at the moment.

We walked to this nice big black SUV.

"Damn, either you are a drug dealer or a pimp because I don't know anyone with a badass car like this," I said as I got in the passenger seat.

"You really don't know who I am?" He asked as he got in the driver's seat.

"No? Am I supposed to?"

"You ever see the Mandalorian?"

"No."

"The Last of Us?"

"No."

"Game of Thrones?"

"No."

"Law and Order?"

"No."

"Damn, What do you even watch?"

"I don't have time for tv," I said as I smiled at him.

"Oh. That's cool I guess."

"So, what's your name?" I asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.

"José Pedro Balmaceda Pascal. But, you can just call me Pedro. That's what everyone else calls me," He said as I smiled.

"Well, I want to call you something that no one calls you. So I'm going to call you José. Or brown eyes," I said as he smiled at me as he stopped at a stop sign.

"Well funny enough, someone does call me both of those things," He said as I turned to him. "My mother," He added as I laughed at him.

"What's your name? Because as far as I'm concerned, it's giggles," He said as I laughed again.

No one has ever made me laugh this much.

"(Y/N) (L/N), but you can call me giggles. No one has ever called me that before," I said as he nodded.

We talked the whole drive. He drove for two hours. All over LA.

It wasn't until we noticed that it was 3am.

"Oh my god, I never told you where my house was," I said as he and I laughed so hard.

"Well, are you hungry?" He asked as I shook my head. "Always," I said as he then pulled into a drive-thru.

We ordered the food and laughed at each other the whole ride up to the window.

"Oh my god, you're Pedro Pascal!" The woman at the window screamed as we drove up.

"See? I told you," He said as he took a selfie with the sweet girl.

We ate in the dark parking lot.

We laughed. Talked some more. Ate some more. Laughed some more.

Before we knew it, the sun was rising.

"I wish this night would last forever," I said as he rested his head back on the headrest.

"Yeah, me too," He said as we then just looked at each other.

"I mean, it can. Where do you want to go now? I'll take you anywhere you want to go," He said as I smiled and laughed at him again.

"Home, José. I have to go to work in a few hours," I said as he nodded then I told him my address and he took me home.

The car came to a complete stop in front of my house and I turned to smile at him.

"Thank you for hanging out with me, José," I said as he smiled back at me. "My pleasure, giggles," He said with a wink.

I got out of the car and then as I walked up the front steps to my house, I realized that he was staring at me as I walked up the steps.

I never told him where I work. I hate to sound clique but I work at a coffee shop in downtown LA.

I clocked into work and started my day with 0 hours of sleep. My boss was annoying per usual. Customers were mean per usual.

Except for the one customer that walked in and made my day 100 times better.

"What are you doing here, giggles?" He asked as he walked up to my register. "I could ask you the same thing, José," I said as he smiled and then ordered his INSANE coffee order.

"How are you not dead?" I asked as I handed him the cup. "Dude, I have no idea. My brain is so fried right now."

I laughed at him again and this time he just stood there smiling at me.

"I don't mean to sound so forward but we did spend all night together so, can I get your phone number?" He asked as I continued to laugh.

"Well, then I should probably tell you the truth."

"What are you talking about? Oh no. Are you married or something?" He asked as I shook my head.

"No, but I lied when I said I didn't know who you were. I wanted to humble you." I laughed as he then laughed.

"The truth is that I was late to the bachelorette party because I was sitting in the parking lot watching your hot ones episode and then last night I watched your SNL skits. I also binged all of The Last of Us last week," I said as he stood there and then he nodded.

"Right, well. I won't ask again."

"Ask for what? Do you still want my number? Are you sure? Even though I lied to you?"

"Everyone deserves to be humbled every once in a while," He said as I smiled.

I then turned toward my coworker. "Hey, can you cover me? I'll be back in 30 minutes," I said as she nodded and then I handed her my apron.

I took Pedro by the hand and dragged him outside toward his car.

We go in the back seat.

I pushed him into the car so it was only fitting that he be on the bottom.

"What are we doing here exactly?" He asked as he held onto my hips.

"I am going to ride you before I have to go back to my shift and then you are going to pick me up from my house tonight and take me out on a proper date," I said as I undid his belt. "Is that okay with you?"

He just nodded and then shimmied out of his jeans just enough for me to sit on his dick.

He felt so good.

"God, you feel so good," He said as I moaned and felt my whole body clench around him.

He held onto my hips as if I was filled with helium.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," I said as he bucked his hips up and moved further into me. "Good, because I won't let you," He said as I screamed out in ecstasy.

I felt him jolt inside of me which was a sign that he was close.

I got off of him and I went back to work.

I just fucked José Pedro Balmaceda Pascal.

Like a girlboss.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal would you please let me be your hot young girlfriend

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I Think We're Alone Now

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader

Warnings: Takes place in the show after the last episode. SPOILERS FOR TLOU SHOW, Smut, use of nickname (Baby), pullout method™, cumming on chest, hair pulling, oral (f receiving), edging, Joel Miller being a slut (yes that is a warning)

Joel has always been there for me and Ellie ever since we all met. I became really close with Ellie in a sort of motherly older sister way.

I look out for her when it comes to womanly things and I have let her know many times that I am always there for her to talk to about anything she doesn't feel comfortable talking to Joel about.

"So, are you and Joel fucking?" Ellie asked as she ate the soup that Maria had made her. Joel choked on his soup, Tommy just looked at me, and I smacked Ellie in the arm.

"I regret teaching you what that word actually meant," I muttered under my breath. Joel just glared at me from across the table.

"So? Are you?" She asked again as I looked over at her and I took another bite of my soup. "Well, uhm. Ells, I don't think that's any of your business. I also think you are way too young to be asking me and Joel this type of question," I said as Ellie shrugged.

We all just sat there and finished eating out soup. Joel kept looking up at me every few seconds. I ignored his glances.

"We should get going. I'll leave the rest of the soup in a Tupperware for you guys," Maria said as she and Tommy put on their coats and started walking toward the door.

"Can I join you guys?" Ellie asked as I looked over at Joel who was already holding her jacket and backpack.

"Oh! Sure! I'll get the guest room all nice for you, sweetheart," Maria said as Tommy took the backpack from Joel. Joel then helped Ellie put on her sweater.

"You call us if anything goes wrong. Also, call us if you just want to talk to us," Joel said as he gave a quick kiss on the top of Ellie's head just as she walked out the door. "I know I know. I'll be safe and I'll call if anything goes wrong. Love you guys bye," Ellie said as she waved at me and then saluted to Joel.

After Joel shut the door, I walked back into the kitchen of our beautiful home.

Maria, who is now heavily pregnant with Tommy Miller's baby, finished setting up a house for Joel, Ellie, and me to live in once we came back from getting Ellie back from the fireflies.

Sure, Joel and I lied to Ells about what really happened but that was just to protect her from the real dangers of what could have happened. They were going to kill her if Joel and I hadn't killed every son of a bitch that laid a hand on her.

After we saved her, Joel and I took her back to the town where Maria and Tommy seem to run.

I told Joel that it would be good for him to be around family whether they get along or not. And that it would be good for Ellie to be in a town where she can act like a normal teenager.

Of course, we didn't tell anyone that Ellie is immune but we did tell them that we need to be bunked together. Like a family because that is what we have made ourselves into.

Joel and I hadn't really had time together alone since moving in.

"You know, this was Ellie's idea right?" Joel said as I cleaned up the bowls and I took out ingredients to make some cookies.

"What was?" I asked as Joel got closer to me.

"She said that you and I needed a date night so she asked me and Tommy earlier today if after dinner she could go home with him," He said as I smiled.

"So, the little girl that just asked if you and I were fucking, she set you and me up on a date?" I asked as I poured some of the ingredients into a bowl.

"Yeah she- what are you doing?"

"Making cookies. What does it look like I'm doing?"

"I just didn't know you knew how to bake. You seemed much more dangerous than that."

"Dangerous women can bake," I said as he stuck his finger in the bowl and licked some of the cookie dough off of his finger.

"You know I don't like it when you do that," I said as he smirked at me. "You've never complained about me putting my finger in things before," He said as I rolled my eyes at him.

"No, but I do always tell you it's better when you use two fingers," I said as Joel picked me up and moved the cookie mix onto the floor in one swift motion.

I was now seated on the counter and Joel was standing between my legs. We kissed roughly I then pulled him closer to me by wrapping my legs around his waist.

My hands moved through his greying hair and I tugged at the root as he moaned into my mouth with the sudden tug.

"Tell me what you want, baby," Joel said as I moaned out into his neck as he held the back of my head.

"You, I want you, Joel. Please," I said as he smiled and looked at me. "What about my cookies?" He asked as I smiled back at him.

"Later, baby. I need you right now," I said as he nodded and then held onto my legs that were still wrapped around him. I held onto him by also holding onto his neck.

He walked us into our fresh new bedroom that had clean sheets on the bed and it also didn't smell like a dead person or an infected because we were finally safe.

"What are you laughing at?" Joel asked as he took my shoes off me. I hadn't even realized I had been giggling.

"We are okay. And we are about to have sex in a clean bed," I said as Joel smiled right before taking off his many layers of clothes and then he got on the bed over me.

He slowly unbuttoned my jeans since I was still mostly clothed. He then unbuttoned his jeans and then he started to kiss up and down my body again.

When he was closer to the bottom half of my body I would grab hold of his hair and tug lightly which would, of course, cause a moan to escape his lips.

"Is this where you want me, baby?" He asked as I didn't make a sound I just nodded and then tugged his head towards exactly where I wanted him.

He moved my underwear down my legs and then before I knew it, his mouth was on me and I was moaning like a mad woman.

He stopped right before I came into his mouth which of course pissed me off.

"Hey, don't edge me you sick son of a bitch."

"I'm sorry baby but I need to feel your body pulse around me," He said as he got back on top of me and he removed his cock from his jeans, and pushed it inside of me.

I moaned so loud that I got worried Ellie might be able to hear me from next door.

"It's ok, you can be as loud as you want Ellie is at Tommy's remember?" He said as I nodded and then he continued to move in and out of me with such intense motions.

I screamed out as I came with him still inside of me and he then pulled out and came on my chest.

"Remind me to get Ellie her own place for her birthday," I said as Joel smiled at me and rolled over. "Now why would we go and do a thing like that?"

"Because then maybe we can keep doing whatever the fuck that was," I said as he just nodded and smiled his perfect Joel Miller smile.

"According to Ellie, we were fucking," He said as I hit him in the face with a pillow.

#tlou series #joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel miller smut #joel and ellie #pedro pascal #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal would you please let me be your hot young girlfriend

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Get it Out of Your System

Pairing: Dean Winchester x female reader Warnings: Smut, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, multiple orgasms, mentions of death, pet names (baby) Summary: You and Dean go after a lead down in Louisiana but things get pretty steamy

Dean and you are close but not close enough to be called besties. Just enough to be hunting buddies. You hunt with Sam and Dean all the time. Every so often, you'll bud out so that Cas can join in.

Today, it's just you and Dean.

"There are people dying in pairs down in Louisiana. Neighbors spoke of hearing screaming and, uh-" Dean stopped talking and cleared his throat as he looked up at you.

"And what?" "Moans before it finally stopped."

"Are we sure these people died and didn't just climax too hard?" You asked as Dean laughed and then showed you the news article online. "Well, that's what a lot of these neighbors assumed too until they noticed that they hadn't come outside in weeks. Turns out they died and were sitting in their homes rotting for weeks," Dean said as you gagged a little.

"So what, these people are dying by murder on their one lucky night?" You asked as Dean smirked. "I don't think it's that simple but it does look like something to check out. I'll get baby ready."

"Okay, I'll pack up."

You both headed to Louisiana and first checked out the neighbors of the first victims.

"So, how do you two know Tony and JJ?" Mrs. Fizzbit asked as Dean and you looked at each other and realized you still weren't set in stone on your fake story.

"We met in couple's therapy," You said as Mr. Fizzbit eyed you suspiciously. "We didn't know Tony and JJ were in couple's therapy but I guess that explains, uh- what happened that night before they passed," He said as you smiled at Dean in an uncomfortableness.

"Yeah, well. Everyone has their secrets," Dean said as you smiled at him in a comfortable state now.

You and Dean learned that every couple who died had visited the same woman that gave them some sex tips to brighten their marriage.

So of course, you and Dean went to visit her.

Again, with no real background story.

"Why hello. What a gorgeous young couple," The woman said as Dean and you laughed that off. "Oh, no we aren't-" Dean started but you cut him off.

"Sexually active anymore. My husband hasn't touched me for months," you said as Dean side-eyed you. "I haven't?" He questioned as she looked at him. "Right. I haven't. We just don't have that, uh- zing anymore," He said as you were now the one side-eyeing him.

"Well, I have just the thing for you two," She said as she handed you a bag that looked like just a bedazzled version of a witch's hex bag but you didn't think much of it.

"Go home, brew some tea. And talk through your issues while this bag steeps in the tea," She instructed as Dean and you listened intently.

You went back to the motel and did as instructed with the bag.

"So, maybe our bad guy is a djin traveling through people's minds and killing them for being celibate?" Dean chuckled as you poured him a cup of the sex tea.

"What we are going to do is drink this tea and find out if either this woman is our witch or if she is just drugging people and then breaking in and murdering them," You said as Dean pushed his cup away.

"Shouldn't one of us be 'sober' then if we are seriously going to drink this crap?" He asked as you rolled your eyes. "You just don't want to drink this," You said as he smiled sheepishly at you.

"Fine. I'll drink it and you either have to kill me or kill whatever is going to try and kill me," You said as you chugged the drink.

"And? How do you feel?" He asked as you shrugged. "I don't know. Pretty much the same, honestly," you said as Dean stood up and just the right amount of his underwear was visible when he stood and his shirt lifted.

You stared and watched him rub his face. His arm flexed and it was so sexy. You felt something in between your legs get damp. You knew what was happening. You looked up at Dean in a feat of sweat and hormonal fear.

"Dean, the woman. She's a witch and she drugged me. We have to go back and find her. Get her to give me the remedy."

He nodded and then you both ran to the car and headed back to the sex shop.

"What did you do?" Dean yelled as he bust the door down and behind him walked a very horny and very drugged (Y/N).

You couldn't keep your eyes off Dean.

"I thought this is what you two wanted, to spice up the new marriage," She asked as Dean revealed his gun.

"Yeah, well. I lied. I tend to do that," He said as he aimed the gun at her head.

"Now, fix her, or I put a bullet between your eyes."

"Wait!" She yelped as you just stood behind Dean watching him in amazement. He was so handsome standing up for you like this.

"Is she the only one that drank the tea?" She asked with her hands raised above her head. "Yeah, so?" "She will die if she doesn't uh- get it out of her system. I promise I will leave you two be after," the woman said to Dean as he smiled his smug smile at her.

"Don't worry, I believe you," He said as he then fired the gun and she fell to the ground.

Obviously, her death did nothing to you because all you could muster up to say to Dean after witnessing him murder a woman in cold blood was, "That was so fucking hot."

"Okay, so maybe she was right and the only thing to do is uhm- get it-" "Out of my system. Yeah, I heard her say that too."

You and Dean went back to the motel. The entire car ride was silent. "Let's hit up a bar. I need to find me a man so that I don't die tonight," You said as Dean pulled into the parking lot of the motel. "No, what if you just end up dead anyway on some random guy?" He said as you turned to look at him.

"Is that the only reason, Dean Winchester doesn't want me to go home with some rando?" You asked as he just looked at you like you were crazy. Which of course, right now you were.

"No, I just think you'd be safer with me right now," He said as you smiled at the thought of Dean caring about you while you are in a life-or-death situation.

You and Dean walked into the motel and you sat on your bed and Dean sat on his. Not even facing each other. Sitting on opposite sides of the beds.

"So, what do we do then? Just wait for me to die?" You asked as Dean sighed.

"Get on your knees," He said as your breath hitched in your chest.

"Oh, yeah. Praying sounds like a great idea right now. But I don't know what Chuck is going to do about this given fact that he hates me and you," You rambled as you got down on the floor and got on your knees.

You heard Dean get off of the bed and walk over to you. He stood in front of you and lifted your head to look up at him. He then got on the floor on his knees in front of you.

He pulled you into a kiss and his hands held you at the base of your back and cupped your ass. He held your body so close to his as you two made out on the floor.

He then stood up and he then took off his clothes which made you then take off all of your clothes.

You couldn't stop staring at his toned chest and his arms and how they made the bulge in his pants look small.

He watched as you took off all of your clothes and then you sat on the bed and pulled him closer to you by the hem of his underwear. He smirked at how fast your hands traveled down to his underwear.

"I need you," You said as he leaned down to kiss you and hovered over you.

"I know, baby," He said as you moaned into his touch.

He pulled your panties off for you since you had seemed to forget that part of the whole having sex bit. He then slid a finger inside of you and with such little force you were practically melting under him.

You tugged on his boxers as he was still hovering over you while he left hickeys all over your neck and chest.

He then pushed himself in you as you held onto his back and left scratches and bruises all over him. He left a giant hickey on your left tit as you left one on his neck only a few seconds later.

You were both moaning and screaming under and over each other. He soon let you know he was close and you had already cum three times. At this point, you knew you weren't going to die since you had 'gotten it out of your system' through and through.

After he came, in you might I add because Dean Winchester doesn't care, he held you to his chest and you fell asleep.

Dean couldn't sleep. Not till you were both back in Kansas just because he was still worried about your passing.

#dean winchester #dean winchester x female!reader #supernatural smut #supernatural #dean winchester smut #please rail me in the back of a 1967 Chevy impala

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The Golden Globes

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female reader Summary: Sebastian Stan and the reader are close friends and one night when he goes to the Golden Globes he gets worked up being there without her. Only one thing can make him feel better. Warnings: Friends to lovers, hair pulling, unprotected p in v, The Pullout Method™

"I'm exhausted," Sebastian said as he did his curl-ups with Don. "Because of the workout or?" Don's eyes trailed over to (Y/N) who was doing squats with her trainer a few feet away from Sebastian.

"No, (Y/N)'s just a friend, man. I don't know why everyone thinks we are together," Sebastian said as Don rolled his eyes.

(Y/N) and Sebastian has been friends forever and is always cast in movies together.

They have played siblings, friends, a married couple, a friends-with-benefits couple, an enemies-to-lovers couple, and any other couple you could think of in any trope.

Yet, they have remained friends. Nothing has ever even made them question their friendship.

Not even (Y/N) in tight yoga pants doing intense workouts in front of Sebastian.

"If you don't make a move on her someone else will," Don said as Sebastian stopped his workout. "I don't think that's what (Y/N) and I are tho. She's a friend and I'd hate to have something compromise that," Sebastian said as he saw (Y/N) and her trainer have a conversation.

"He is so cute. I just don't understand why you haven't gone out with him yet," (Y/N)'s trainer said as (Y/N) dried herself off with a towel and glanced over to Sebastian.

He was doing curl-ups and looked so good. His toned chest expanded while his arms flexed and caused a certain sensation in between (Y/N)'s legs. She quickly looked away.

"Sebastian is just a friend. I wouldn't want to ruin what we have by doing something so foolish like having sex," (Y/N) said as her trainer rolled her eyes.

"If you don't make a move soon then another girl is just going to swoop right in."

Later that day, Sebastian was getting ready for Golden Globes because he was up for an award with the show Pam and Tommy. (Y/N) was so proud of him but she wasn't going with him because they had discussed previously that being seen together all the time isn't good for either of their reputations.

"Are you sure you'll be okay just here by yourself?" Sebastian asked as he slipped on his suit jacket. (Y/N) was seated on their couch.

They are roommates. ohmygod they were roommates. (Y/N) moved in with Sebastian after her last boyfriend and she broke up. He was a creep and cheated on her. She was living with him at the time so Sebastian offered his couch which soon turned into her moving into his office which became her room.

"Yes, I'll be okay. I'm gonna watch a movie and then go to bed early since I have nothing better to do," she smiled as Sebastian smiled back, and then he grabbed his keys and left.

(Y/N) did not watch a movie or go to bed early. Instead, she stayed up and watched the Golden Globes.

Sebastian walked the red carpet and many photographers took his picture while screaming at him. "Sebastian! Where is (Y/N) tonight?" Someone yelled at him.

He ignored the people's cries and just continued smiling and walking the rest of the carpet.

(Y/N) was at home and was watching this woman interview celebrities. She was really good at her job but (Y/N) only cared to see Sebastian get interviewed.

I mean, that's what good best friends get excited about right?

"Sebastian Stan is here tonight looking so handsome in his suit from Lanvin," The woman spoke as Sebastian smiled and looked at the camera as it panned over his suit.

"Who have you brought as your date tonight?"

"No one. I am flying solo tonight," Sebastian said as (Y/N) sat there and scooped spoonfuls of ice cream into her mouth and smiled at how nice Sebastian looked.

"No (Y/N) tonight? Maybe you'll be going home with someone new after the show," She said as Sebastian sort of rolled his eyes.

The interview ended shortly after that and Sebastian seemed unpleased with how it went. He went home empty-handed in more ways than one.

"Hey, you're home early. I'm sorry about what happened. I sat up and watched the whole thing," (Y/N) said as Sebastian walked through the door and kicked off his designer shoes, and threw off the designer jacket.

"I just hate how they talk about you like you're just some new fuck buddy of mine. It's not fair to either of us," Sebastian said as he slumped down on the couch next to her.

"I wasn't talking about the interview. I was talking about the awards but yeah, let's make this about me," she said as he smiled at her and she lifted her legs and rested them on his lap and then moved the blanket that was just covering her to cover the both of them.

"Why can't everyone be as nice to me as you are?" Sebastian asked as she ran a hand through his hair. "Because not everyone is your best friend."

"Right, friends," he said softly. "What, is there a problem with me being your friend now?" She asked as he turned his head and he rested both arms on her legs.

"I just wish we were more sometimes," He said as she turned a bright shade of pink. "Sebastian you're drunk." "I didn't have a single drink tonight. I didn't make it to the after party and I wanted to stay sober so that I could make it home to you and do this," He said as he leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips.

She held the back of his head gently as he moaned into her mouth. She still had her legs resting upon his lap as he let his hands move to her face.

He cupped her cheeks and then he let his hands go all on their own in her hair. They tangled in at the roots and tugged slightly as she went to his shirt and started to undo the buttons.

"I need you," Sebastian moaned as (Y/N) took her shift off and threw it across the room. "Then take me," She replied as he smirked and he started to undo his belt buckle.

She stood up and removed her pants and underwear and then once he had his belt undone he removed his pants and he lowered his boxers just enough to spring out.

She smiled at him and for a minute they locked eyes and he cupped his hands on her face again. "I have been waiting for this for so long with you. I love you so much, (Y/N) and I never want anyone to ever hurt you ever again," He said as she smiled and then sat down on his cock while kissing him.

They both moaned in pleasure at the first initial feeling. Which then turned into him moaning and her screaming in pleasure. Their bodies rocked back and forth and up and down.

Sebastian flipped them so that he was on top. "Sebastian, please don't stop. You feel so good," She cried as he trusted faster and harder. "Tell me where you want me," He moaned out in broken words as he trusted as she held onto the side of the couch, clenching her insides which helped him indicate that she was close.

"Anywhere," She moaned as he nodded and then thrusted two final times before she came on his dick and he pulled out and came on her stomach.

He laid down next to her on the couch after he cleaned her up with his shirt. (Such a gentleman)

He held her close to his chest as they then dozed off into sleep.

"I'm not going anywhere without you ever again," He said as she laughed and kissed him.

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #golden globes #sebastian stan smut #I'd let him hit it whenever and where ever he wants

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Not So Perfect Family

Pairing: Joel x Female Reader  Warnings: Smut, Joel being Daddy obvi, Ellie being the teen daughter we all once were, found family, slight choking if you squint, unprotected sex (I mean where would you even find condoms in a apocalypse?)

Joel and Ellie were doing just fine on their own and they were just trying to get by. It wasn’t until they arrived in the town that Joel’s brother was in where Ellie hit it off with one of the older women in town. (Y/N).

She is smart, courageous, loud, determined, and basically the mother that Ellie always needed. 

After Tess passed, Joel and Ellie both needed that motherly figure around them to keep them both in check. 

Except Joel won’t except (Y/N) around. 

“I don’t need you mothering me. I’m not the 14 year old,” he said to her while she helped to clean his wounds. “Fine, bleed out and die for all I care but don’t you dare get mad at me when that little girl in the other room kills herself because she doesn’t have you around anymore,” (Y/N) said back to him as he then just rolled his eyes and let her continue to help him. 

They all went on hunts together and they stuck together like a family. 

When they got captured or taken in by other people, they were always asked if they were a family. Joel at first hated when people would just assume that he and (Y/N) were a couple and that Ellie was their child but now he’s gotten so used to it and Ellie is more his daughter than she ever was anyone else’s at this point. 

It honestly wasn’t until Ellie told Joel to make a move on (Y/N) that he noticed how close they actually were.

“Why don’t you just ask her out or something?” Ellie asked as she put on her jacket. Her and Joel were going out to go get dinner. AKA they were going to go shoot down a rabbit or deer of some sort while (Y/N) stayed back and rested since she had gotten pretty beat up in the last fight they had with a clicker. No one got bit but it sure did get close.

“Right, I’ll just take her to Olive Garden,” Joel said as he cleaned out his rifle. “What’s Olive Garden?” Ellie asked with curious eyes. “It’s- nevermind. I’m not going to ask (Y/N) out because that is not important,” Joel said as Ellie shrugged.

“Well, I think it is important because everyone needs some lovin every once in a while and I know you haven’t had any since Tess and I don’t think (Y/N) has had many boyfriends because I heard your brother call her stand-off-ish. Whatever that means,” Ellie said as (Y/N) walked in the room.

“Who said I was stand-off-ish?” “My dumb brother.” “So you don’t think I am?” She asked as she placed her hands on her hips. “No, I definitely do but my brother had no right calling you that,” Joel said as (Y/N) smiled at Ellie. 

Joel and Ellie left and when they came back the house looked almost clean.

They had found an abandoned house in the woods and it hadn’t been destroyed by infected or ransacked by hunters. It was almost in pristine condition. Except for the fact that there is no running water or gas. So they made all their food on a campfire in the backyard and they promised to only stay there during the night. In the daytime, they will try and get to the next town over to get more essentials.  

Joel cooked up a mean rabbit in the backyard while Ellie changed out of her snow covered pants. (Y/N) and her made up a board game without a board. Sometimes Joel would join in if he wasn’t in a grumpy mood. 

But for some reason, tonight felt different. 

They had had many nights as a family together. Nothing new there. But for some reason when they finished dinner that night things were different. 

“You should get some sleep, kiddo,” Joel said to Ellie as (Y/N) finished braiding her hair. “Fine, but in the morning I demand more stories about BP (Before Pandemic).”

“Alright. Just head up and We’ll come check in on you in a minute,” He said as (Y/N) tied off the braid with a ribbon and then Ellie ran up into the child’s bedroom that was perfectly left undestroyed in the home. 

There were three bedrooms in the home. It was a nice home. Joel could only assume that there was a big family living there before because in what is now Ellie’s room there is a bunk-bed, a desk, a crib fit for a toddler, and it had a beautiful sliding door closet.

Joel’s room is the second biggest room across from (Y/N)’s room. Joel’s was probably the office since their isn’t a bed in that room but a nice couch. He insisted on taking that room only because he knows it’s not right to take a nice big queen sized bed from a woman like (Y/N).

“We should clean up and lock up,” (Y/N) said as Joel nodded silently and then he got up and locked the doors and put a dresser in front of the front door like he had for the past month of them living there and then he put a desk in front of the back door and a string attached from the desk to the dresser so that while they are upstairs if someone or something breaks in then they will know. 

They headed up the stairs and they snuck quietly into Ellie’s room. She was tucked under the covers of the bottom bunk and she actually looked peaceful. “Good night, baby girl,” Joel whispered as (Y/N) smiled at the man.

“What are you smiling at?” He asked as she turned a bright shade of red. “Nothing, I just love your love for her. It makes me almost forget that the world ended. Because when I look at you and her I can almost think for a small minute that you two are actually a father and daughter and we are just a happy family not fighting for their lives,” (Y/N) said as Joel then went to wipe away a tear from her eye. 

She hadn’t even noticed she was crying. 

“If the world hadn’t ended, I would have never met you,” He said as she smiled. “That’s not completely true. Because I like to think everyone is always connected. And that maybe we would have met it just would have taken a while and we probably wouldn’t have been as close as we are now.” 

“We could be closer,” Joel said as they both realized they are now standing outside of Ellie’s room. (Y/N) had her back to the door and Joel was standing awfully close to her. 

“Joel, what are we doing here?” (Y/N) asked in a sort of out of breath state. 

“Whatever you want me to do.”

And with that he wrapped one of his hands around her face and another around her waist as he pulled her close to his body and into a deep kiss. 

Her hands traveled throughout his hair and she tugged slightly which caused a moan to fall from his lips. 

He noticed that might cause Ellie to wake so he picked up (Y/N) from her ass and had her wrap around his body so they could go into (Y/N)’s room. She was the one with the queen bed and all. 

(Y/N) fell to the bed so effortlessly and Joel hovered over her slightly as he pulled off his many layers of clothing. 

“Take off your clothes,” He demanded in a hush bedroom voice. Not the mando voice.

She took off her clothes and then they both froze for a short second realizing that they were standing and sitting there completely naked and about to have sex for the first time in god knows how long for either of them.

In that very moment they both just smiled at each other in an unspoken consent and then went back to locking lips with each other.

Joel had one hand wrapped around the back of her neck and another on her thigh as he kissed her. (Y/N) didn’t know what to do with her hands. She kept moving them all over his body. She didn’t want to ever forget this moment.

“Just fuck me,” She moaned as he chuckled into her mouth and then like a good boy, did was he was told.

Their bodies fit so perfectly together like puzzle pieces. But like, the lost ones at the bottom of the tray. 

Joel started off slow and then once he knew she was comfortable he worked up a steady pace and went faster. The only problem to that was she started to make noises. 

“You need to shut the fuck up or else you might wake the kid up,” Joel demanded as (Y/N) tried her best to contain her moans.

“I- uh- can’t - oh- fuck- please- don’t - stop- uh-” She said what little she could in broken english. Joel just continued to fuck her until he felt himself getting closer and her pulsing around his throbbing dick.

“Please. Don’t stop” She finally said in a complete sentence as Joel thrusted one last time as he came in her and then she came shortly thereafter. 

They laid in bed motionless for a good hour before they noticed the sun coming up so they got dressed and went to sleep. 

In the morning, Ellie woke up first, per usual, and she went into (Y/N)’s room but to her surprise found Joel and (Y/N) cuddled up together.

“Did you two finally fuck or was this to just keep warm?” Ellie blurted out as Joel threw a pillow at her. “GET OUT, ELLIE!” He yelled as she giggled and ran out of the room.

“Glad to see that even if we aren’t her mom and dad we can still traumatize her like parents,” (Y/N) said as Joel smiled and then rolled over to go back to sleep after muttering something or other. 

#joel miller x reader #the last of us #pedro pascal #ellie the last of us #joel and ellie #joel smut #daddy is a state of mind

[patdkoala]

Should I write Fanfic on here? Because I have so many ideas for on here and I kind of hate Wattpad now. The app isn’t showing much of my content and I didn’t even know it was possible to get shadow banned on there but I might be. Either way Imma post some new stuff on here and hopefully get some views. The only hard part will be editing the stories so they might be a little rough around the edges only cause I don’t think gramarly is on Tumblr. Sadly. 

#clark kent smallville #Chris Evans #sebastian stan #jensen ackles #dean winchester #bucky barnes #tom welling #steve harrington #joe keery #eddie munson #joseph quinn #pedro pascal #din jarin #joel miller #lex luthor #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #steve rogers #killian jones #emma swan #regina mills #jefferson hatter #carter baizen