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“I Don’t Even Care About You.”

Hi! Back again with another one, this time with Tom Hiddleston x reader! Tell me what you think!

It’s always so fast paced.

The entire thing. It’s like going slow would mean one of them would disappear and slip away so they’re always fast. The entire thing and though he likes it that way sometimes, other times he just wants to go slow. To feel her, you know?

As soon as the door is closed she’s up against the wall.

“How much time do we have today?” He murmurs, kissing along jaw.

“Get this, an entire hour.” He smirks slightly against the skin of her upper chest. His fingers squeeze her hips slightly as he licks back up her neck a little.

An hour?

He moves his face from her neck and kisses her full lips, his fingers working at the buttons of her shirt. Slowly. She gets a little antsy and moves to pull at his shirt; some buttons flying around them. He grabs her wrists and places them on the wall above her head. Her hips bump into his slightly.

“Can’t you let me do this?”

“You take too long.”

“We have an entire hour and you want to hurry through everything and finish in what? Fifteen minutes?”

“Fifteen? You’re giving yourself way too much credit.” He rolls his eyes at her. He’s trying to be serious but she’s way too cute and funny and he’s fighting with the idea of wanting to have her slow and wanting to just ravish her.

He decides somewhere in the middle might be nice.

“Meet me in the middle…” he mumbles, kissing her lips once before kissing in the valley between her breasts. He let’s go to grab her sides and kiss her stomach. “I’ll give you what you want…I’ll make you feel good and I’ll make sure I fuck you nice and right. Just give me time to feel you.”

He kisses right along the line of her pants; brushing his fingers along it before looking up.

“Less than an hour.” He smirks, biting his lip to try and contain some of his excitement as he unbuckle her belt and then unbuttons her jeans. He pulls them down in a haste, letting her kick them to the side along with her panties. He lifts her leg over his shoulder, her finger winding themselves through his hair.

He kisses the index of her hips before ducking down slightly to lick along her one time. She takes a deep breath and he groans as he registers it all.

It’s like she tastes better each time he gets to do this. Properly tastes like strawberries and something else he can’t put his finger on but it’s great. He lifts her leg so it’s thrown over her shoulder; holding her hips a little tighter and burying his face deeper. His tongue licking into her over and over. He groans into her, a moan falling from her lips in return as her hips buck a little. She’s trembling, and he can feel her other leg trembling a little as she tried to hold herself up on the wall.

She tries to push his face away but he just moves faster; moving up to suck on her clit.

“I’m gonna cum…wait…shit.” He looks up to catch a small glimpse of her. Her head thrown back and she whines a little her movements stuttering as she cums on his tongue; some of her wetness getting on his face.

He licks her clean as she comes down; hearing her grumble.

He pulls away and licks his lips, putting her other leg down but keeping ahold of her as he stands to his feet. An arm wraps around her waist; pulling her away from the wall and walking her a little further into the apartment. Her curly hair is brushed aside as he kisses gently at her neck.

“You smell good.” He murmured lowly as the back of her makes it to the edge of his table. He pushes her jacket off her shoulders and down her arms; barely waiting until it’s fully off before he feels over her chest. The kisses pepper against her collarbone.

One hand moves skillfully down her body; feeling her over and pushing up her shirt a little to brush against the skin of her stomach. Then they move down so he can rub at her clit again.

“What…what are you doing?” She’s still breathless; her question coming out more in a huff than her actual voice.

“Making you cum again sweetheart, isn’t that obvious?” He smirks at her wide eyes.

“I’m still sensitive just-”

“Even better. Want to watch?” He moves his other hand to the side of her neck; feeling her hand fist at his shirt on his shoulder as they both look down.

He rubs a little more before cautiously easing his index finger inside her; feeling how slick she is as he pumps it in and out. His thumb continues it’s work at her clit and before long he adds his middle finger inside her. He makes sure they move leisurely and not too fast so she can watch how he gets knuckle deep before pulling back out.

“Look how wet you are…practically dripping on the table.” He looks up to see her bite her lip. He carefully helps her lay back so she’s sort of spread over the table. He gathers her wrists and places them above her head; leaning over her and holding them to the surface.

She’s moaning but he can tell she’s a little frustrated at his pace. She’s so use to getting what she wants in the time she wants it but he wants to show her how good it can be if they pace themselves. Of course it’s not always easy to do that with their time frames and what not but the times like these where they can take their time…he can really show her why he’s way better for her than anyone else.

He leans down to suck at the skin stop her breast, making sure it’s harsh enough until a nice and pretty little mark is there. Wants her to see it for the next few days and think about how she’s feeling right now. How he had her spread over the table almost unable to move as he made cum around his fingers.

He moves a little faster and curls his fingers up a little so he’s brushing against that top wall. One of those special spots that makes her clench around his fingers a little. He even adds another finger so she stretches out enough for him; she moans a little louder. Her head sways from side to side and her eyes are strewed shut, her back arching every once in a while.

She’s starting to clench up more and more as they go and he knows she’s close again. He let’s go of her wrists and tugs the cup of her bra down; leaning to get her nipple in his mouth. He rubs his tongue over it before sucking so it buds up; pulling away and blowing slightly so the air alone drives her crazy.

“Again.” He grumbles and she arches her back, a few ah’s coming from her as she orgasms again. He removes his fingers and watches her writhe slightly, her chest heaving as he sucks the wetness from his digits.

He can’t wait anymore.

He gets rid of his shirt then unbuckles his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down. His boxers are next and he has to reach down and squeeze at his length to tame some of the pressure in his cock. He grabs her thighs; flipping her so she’s on her stomach; making sure her hips are off the table and she’s more or less standing with her front pressed against the tables surface.

He moves the head of him and rubs against her folds, collecting some juices and running his hand over himself. He does this a few times, before pressing just the head until it’s tucked inside of her wet warmth.

“Oh.” She moans and he takes a shaky breath to calm himself because she just might make him cum just like this.

He places his hand at the small of her back, moving slowly inch by inch inside of her until he’s all the way inside. His hand slides along her skin and he grasps her shoulder, pulling her up a little bit so he’s a little deeper. She’s braced on her elbows and his other hand grasps her hip again. He’ll kiss them better later because he’s sure he might hold them a little too tight in concentration.

He thrusts carefully once, then again to get the feel of her before starting to really move. He fucks into her nice and hard but slowly so he doesn’t ruin it. He wishes there was a mirror so he could see her face but he pushes that to the back of his mind to bring up later. Because honestly that would be a new adventure in itself, to see her in front of a mirror while he thrusts into her or maybe while she sucks on him. An entirely new adventure all together.

“You drive me crazy.” He speaks up, breaking between the sounds of both of them sighing and moaning as well as their skin contact. “Only giving me little teases like this. Only letting me fuck you once before you leave me alone again wanting more of you…”

He keeps ahold of her as he moves a little faster, some of the things in the table rocking with the movement. He’s rocking his hips a certain way so he’s pulling a good amount out and pushing back in a little forcefully so she can really feel him. She reaches back a little and at first he thinks she’s just searching for something to hold onto,but she finds his hand on her hip and lays hers over his. He grabs her hand,holding it in his before grabbing the other as well.

“Please?” She whimpers a little and he bites his lip. He let’s go of her hands and wraps an arm around her waist; pulling her up so her back is flush against his chest. Their hips move in sync, she pushes back into him as he pushes forward. She grabs onto the arm that’s across her chest; her fingers lacing with his other across her waist. He’s encased her, wrapped himself around her so he’s everywhere she is.

She feels so good, so tight, the angle along making her squeeze him just right. He’s fighting his body because he wants to cum so bad but he wants to see her first. Wants to have her cum around him and for him until she’s practically shaking. Wants to feel her thighs quiver as the orgasm takes over her body.

“One more time for me, yeah? Can you do that?”

“I can’t…I’m too sensitive…I just…”

“Yes you can. I can feel you tightening around me. You want to, I know you do. Come on.” He kisses her jaw, both of their movements getting faster as they reach that peak. Their breathing quickening and their heartbeats practically fusing.

“Oh God!” He feels how tight she gets before her orgasm rushes over her. She pushes back against him constantly, riding through it. He’s not far behind her and he quickly pulls out; rubbing himself against her slick folds for a moment or two before he feels himself cum. Hot spurts leaving him and staining her inner thigh.

They both sort of collapse forward as they try to catch their breath. Their sticky skin pressed to one another’s as they wait for the temperature to get under control again.

“I’m probably late now.” She speaks up, still a little breathless.

“I know we are.”

“Can I…can I come see you after my date tonight?” He sort of sits up, helping her up as well and she turns around; her bright eyes staring at him.

“Yeah. Or you could cancel. It’s up to you.” She smirks.

Maybe she will.

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Fallen

Nick x chubby!reader on the night of the play. She loved how he looked in those wings but got jealous of Sabrina and Nick on stage, and the weird sisters making fun of it

Warnings: swearing, smut, nick being flirty and angst

This has been my first time in a long time I’ve written smut since 2013 and uh yea

You watched and helped with the play Blackwood wanted and “perfected” as Zelda would say. You watched Nick practice his lines with one of the sisters, and oh how she made your ears bleed. “ Aren’t you green with envy y/n ? Having my sister so close to him? You know…she hasn’t had a taste of him yet. Would hate to see that happen” Prudence said with a smile on her face.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes looking over the script yourself. Prudence giggled at that as she continued “She is pretty, skinnier and so submissive. He also has been getting close to that half blood, Sabrina, and some would say pretty close” she whispered in your ears. You put on your moss green cardigan pulling it closer as you walked out. Not being able see him with one of the sisters.

The night of the play came you walked out as soon as it was over, you hated the kiss and the smiles that looked so real,and you’ve been avoiding Nick since then, but you were hoping it wasn’t as obvious. Of course Nick did notice this, notice how you answered short and fast and then walk away.

He’d notice how you wouldn’t look him in the eyes or how youd pull your cardigan closer when he or the sisters were around. Sabrina noticed too, on how you’d stopped talking to her or avoided both of them.

That night you walked out, alone with your familiar in the woods, you were clearing your mind, and you were jealous.

You hated all of it and how you felt, how he always talked to you and how he didnt make you feel like an outcast as the sisters did. You were a witch and you deserved all the respect and rights they got.

A snapping of twigs brought you out of your thoughts as you turned around to see a figure of a man you knew too well “Y/N? Why are you out here alone? Are you ok?” Nick ran up to you holding your face. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs you didnt realize you had shed. You pushed his hands away wiping away your tears as you looked down “ yeah…yeah Nick I’m okay” you said turning to walk back home. Nick grabbed your shoulder turning you around “why have you been avoiding me? Did I do something?” Concern and worry on his face.

You sighed not answering his question “y/n….please?” He kept looking at you, “I-I love you Nicholas Scratch, I have for so long and I know I don’t meet any of your standards, but you make me feel so good about myself and how you’re so nice to me..Nick I understand if you don’t want anything to do with this. You have sabrina who you seem to have a real chemistry with and dont forget those perfect the sisters” you spat out the last sentence like poison in your mouth. You felt better getting it all out.

You heard laughter as you looked up, “sounds like someone is jealous babe” he said with one of his smirks as he walked closer, as you started backing into a tree. “You know I do like you, and you make me feel a certain way, a way Sabrina nor the sisters make me feel. You make me feel loved and important and some nights you drive me wild” he said said now face to face.

You looked down at his lips then back at his eyes, he closed in sealing the distance with a kiss as he grabs you by the waist bringing you closer. His hands traveling up your shirt, “Nick. Nick stop” you pulled away suddenly feeling insecure, “what’s wrong sweetheart? Did I hurt you?” Nick asked with worry.

You grabbed his face “No, No Nick it’s ok, I just..I’m not like those other girls ya know? I’m no one of the sisters or sabrina I’m not skinny and I have darker spots ya know?” You said looking down. He kissed you again “Y/N you’re beautiful” he kissed your neck “you’re nice” he kissed jaw “you’re smart and nice” he pulled your shirt over your head kissing down between your breast as he slowly layed you down onto the soft grass as he unhooked your bra.

He stopped “ you’re so beautiful” he sighed smiling and he kissed you again. He moved down to your breast kissing them and leaving marks, “I’ll show you how much I care for you y/n” he went back to you paying attention to your nipples and rolling them between his fingers, the cold night air feeling good on your body combined with his warm touches.

He moved back down moving his hands down as he looked up for permission, you nodded. He pulled down your underwear as he slowly started rubbing your slit, “your so wet already” he looked up at you loving your reaction.

“Nick i… I want more” you huffed out wanting him now. As you sit up pulling him close to kiss him again as you unzip his pants rubbing him, he moans into your mouth as he pulls away. “No tonight’s about you. I want to show you.” He kisses you again pulling his everything down as his cock springs free.

He teases your entrance making you whimper “Nick please” you begged as he nodded and fully entered you as you moaned feeling full. He stayed still letting you adjust as he puts an arm under you lifting you up a bit. “Please move, baby” you begged, he moved slowly thrusting making you both moan at the feeling.

He grabbed your skirt lifting it up a bit loving how you looked under him as he picked up the speed making your eyes roll back. You were so close.

Nick reached down rubbing your clit as you squeezed around him “nicky I’m-” you came ‘round him as he fucked you through it still thrusting as he leans down leaving marks around your neck marking you. “I think I don’t want to share you.” He said kissing your neck again “Going to show your mine” he thrusted faster, bringing you to your second orgasm as you spams around him as he came with you.

He pulled out and grabbed you pulling you closer, “I love you y/n, you thought me how to love” he pulled you back in for a gentle kiss this time.

“I love you too Nick” you giggled. Hugging him closer. As he reached around to put his jacket on you.

“Come on Nick, hold my hand, I’m tired and I want you with me” you closed your eyes and you were now in your room nick with you as you landed on the bed as it bounced a little making you both giggle.

Nick pulled you close as you slowly fell asleep cuddling on to him. He kissed your head as he closed his eyes “you the best thing to happen to me” he whispered as he fell asleep.

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Needy

Warning: smut

If he could capture this moment, he would take it and save it and tuck it into the back pocket of his jeans. But the closest thing to that is taking a photograph, so Shawn takes a polaroid, capturing Jo’s genuine laugh and those dimples that appear when she smiles and he swears he never wants this day to end.

Zurich is calm and peaceful and while Brian, Connor and Ziggy are taking photos near the water, Shawn has his arms wrapped around Jo because there is no one else around and he’d take any given minute to steal a kiss or hold her close. Zurich might be peaceful but Shawn’s heart isn’t. It’s a bit unsteady and when she turns her head to peck his cheek, he holds her accountable for the way his stomach dips and his heart flutters.

Continuar lendo

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Writing Prompt #804

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” The hero’s nails dragged slowly across the metal, the sound rough and grating. “And here I was hoping you might actually change your ways.”

“Stay away from me,” he growled. “You’ve already locked me up, isn’t that enough?”

“We seek reform here, not simple punishment.”

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I love Greek Mythology

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Hey. What the hell does Chris Hemsworth want

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“reblog this or your mom will die”

“seriously judging everyone who doesn’t reblog this post”

“if you don’t reblog this post you have no soul”

“you reblogged something from an OP who is bad”

“i don’t care what your blog is about, spread this like wildfire!”

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when she says she doesn’t send nudes

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Greatest Halftime in History

Part of 100 Days of Marvel

Prompt 36: It’s too tight/ it won’t fit.

Synopsis: You and Chris are trying for a baby, and the first day of your ovulation cycle falls on The Super Bowl… At his parents’ house.

Warnings: Smut (slight breeding kink? Rough sex, swearing)

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You were running late, and Chris was getting antsy. He never missed a single Super Bowl and he wasn’t about to start, no matter how delayed the flight was or how heavy the traffic, Christopher Evans doesn’t miss a Super Bowl game. Especially when it involved his beloved Patriots.

“I’m pretty sure you’re suppose to stop at red light, Chris.” you called out to him while he raced inside his parents’ house

“I’ll do that next time!”

You rolled your eyes and followed him in, greeting everyone as you walked through the door. Chris had settled on the couch with his dad, brother and a few of his nieces and nephews in the family room.

“What’s the score?” he asked

Scott catches him up on what had gone on so far and you tapped him on the shoulder.

“Can I get my phone back now?” You held your hand out

“Oh yeah, sorry babe.” he fished out your phone from his pocket “Didn’t want to risk finding out the scores before hand.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” you knelt down and gave him a quick peck on the lips “Enjoy your game.”

You drift off into the kitchen, following the scent of food and lively chatter.

“Congratulations on the upcoming tour.” Chris’s older sister says to you, bouncing her son on her hip “You must be excited, when do you leave?”

“Early tomorrow morning, and then Chris is off right after me to film for four months.” You tell her

“I don’t see how you two do it.” His mother chimed in “But I’m glad you two make it work. I’d be happier with more grandkids to spoil but in due time.”

“I know.” You smiled and pat her arm

“Don’t pressure her mom, we’ll be ready when they’re ready.”

You smiling knowingly, you and Chris were ready for kids no. You’d been trying for nearly a year to have a baby, trying to sync up your ovulating days to the days when you’d visit each other during press and book tours, filming schedules, movies premieres and anything else that popped up, but nothing so far. The two of you even agreed to no sex at all unless you were ovulating. Your doctor told both of you not to stress, putting that much strain on your bodies wouldn’t be good for either of you in the long run. You glanced back at Chris, now talking his nephew through the game going on, and couldn’t help but think of him doing the same with your own little mini version of himself.

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