#'see st that naked eyes can't see'

[yawnderu]

Adoration — Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

Content: fluff, pregnant!reader, horrible dad jokes.

Our small talk was quite big to me. You know I love you, yeah? My entire life, I always wanted the most simple things. A cup of tea, a normal family, nice food, to be loved and accepted. To find comfort in someone, for the first time ever.

"Earth to Simon." You say teasingly, a hand being waved slowly near his eyes, as if to see if he was focusing on you. He gives you a questioning look, raising a blonde eyebrow stained with eyeblack.

"Seemed a bit lost there." You give his cheek a kiss and you could swear you felt it heat up right after. He returns it, of course, giving you an overly wet kiss on the cheek that makes you recoil and scrunch up your face in mock disgust, dragging a quiet laugh out of him. The sound is beautiful, something your enamored brain can never fully process no matter how many times you hear it.

"I'm here." He replies, arms wrapping around your waist as he brings you closer to his naked body, one hand now gently holding the back of your head as your cheek touches his chest.

"I'm here." He repeats, voice quieter as he looks down at you. The image of you has always been the lens in which he can see the world with love. Reserved for you— his hand trails down, running down your skin delicately before settling on your tummy. —and the life growing inside of you.

"I've been thinking about retiring." He says it so casually you take a few seconds to process, blinking a few times before looking up at him with a mix of confusion and excitement in your face.

"Really?" He doesn't blame you for not believing it— hell, he doesn't even believe it himself. His whole life has been dedicated to putting his life on the line, what else can he do? He'll find something. Anything.

"Yeah." He confirms, planting a soft kiss on your forehead as his hand keeps gently holding your stomach, hoping he can feel the baby kicking.

"There's too much to lose now that I have my girls with me." And he doesn't wanna take the risk anymore. He wants to grow old with you, and he wants to see his girl grow. Maybe even have a couple more kids later on.

His words are met with a soft peck, your hand gently running through his short, bleached hair.

"Are you sure?" He doesn't even hesitate before nodding, bringing your naked body closer to his, wanting to feel everything he missed out on his whole life.

"Already spoke with the old man. Said he'd support me either way." He chuckled softly, thinking back on his conversation with Price. The man was barely 10 years older than him, yet in a way, he was a father figure for Simon. Someone to look up to, a mentor.

He still remembers the first time you and Simon confirmed you were together, and how Price promised to keep his lips sealed despite fraternization being frowned upon. Price knew it would happen either way, looking at the way Simon's eyes softened when you were introduced to the team. The way he was always next to you, paying special attention to you during missions despite knowing you're part of the 141 because you're a capable soldier. Price would tease him in private about his obvious crush on you and Simon would simply say he's seeing things because of dementia.

"Then I'll retire too." You confirm, and before he can open his mouth to protest, you keep talking.

"I'm not risking our girl growing up without a mother. Can't imagine forcing her to deal with your bad jokes alone." You tease and the corners of his lips tilt up, eyes glistening with... something. You know that look.

"No, don't st—" You try to get up from bed and he gently pulls you closer, the same smug smile on his lips that shows he knows he's about to do something awful.

"What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?" You groan loudly and try to escape his grasp, a smile tugging at your lips as he holds you even closer, planting a bunch of kisses all over your face while you try your best not to giggle.

"Sofishticated." He says bluntly, looking down at you to see your reaction. You simply look away, trying to have a serious expression yet... his jokes are so bad they're funny. A small giggle escapes you before you're full on laughing, trying to move him away from you so you can escape the never ending nightmare of his dad jokes, his low laugh coming from somewhere behind you while he holds you closer, thinking of more jokes he read online just to tell you. You are the shelter in which I find strength to carry on. Thank you.

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #simon ghost riley #ghost mw2 #ghost modern warfare #ghost cod #ghost x reader #simon riley x y/n #simon riley #simon riley fluff #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost x you #Simon ghost fluff #ghost fluff #mw2 fluff #ghost x female reader

[bitchimasnake-sss]

"my name is whatever you decide" ft. the monster trio!

ft. luffy, zoro, sanji x fem!reader

set-up: nsfw drabbles; let's talk about our fav men on sea (//some other misc. headcanons)

warnings: nsfw stuff includes: penetration, oral (both m!recieving and f!receiving), creampie, degradation, praise kink, choking, toys (i kinda went overboard); MDNI (thankyou very much)

luffy:

- this man is messy to his core no matter where - so, naturally, sex with him? sloppy as fuck - his hands are pulling your wayward hair into a tight ponytail, using his grip as leverage to push his cock further into your mouth "just. like. that." he fucks your throat with every punctuated word, marveling in the way tears slides down your cheeks and you struggle to breath "just a little bit more" he coos, as your nose brushes against his skin and your eyes roll into the back of your head - youre reduced to nothing but a toy for luffy to fuck into "god, ju-st like that. just a bit mor-e ugh" he holds your head still, "yn, fuck." - his hips stutter in an uneven rhythm as he empties out into your throat, painting your sore throat with a sticky coat - once this man gets hyperfixated, there's no stopping him - he will play with your nipples, tugging and biting till you're pushing his face away "t- too sensitive, luffy" "you can take it" he grins, giving your hardened nipple kitten licks - he will spend hours with his tongue playing with your cunt, licking up and down, fucking you with his tongue till you're pulling him away from your overstimulated pussy - actually moans everytime you pull/tug on his hair and whispers, "again, please" "you like that?" the way he dives back into your pussy answers for itself - doesn't exactly have a mommy kink but god, ask him once and he'd say anything that makes your pussy clench down that fucking good around his cock "mommy, your pussy-" he notices how you bite down on your lip, your walls shutting on his dick, trapping him in, "you like that, huh?" - his fav position is missionary, because (1) he is a simple man, you're in front of him naked and he's gonna fuck you senseless now and (2) he can see every inch of your body and face as he slips in and out of you. he can see in real time how your eyes roll back into your head as he stretches his cock just slightly to hit your g-spot, rubbing against you periodically - will not stop until you've cum, if he came before you, he will just keep fucking into you till you're milking him dry again - down to try anything and everything - will always cum inside you but if he wants a real sweet view, he will pull out and pump himself till he's releasing ropes over your chest and face - the way you scoop up his cum from your tits and suck on your fingers has him hardening all over again

zoro:

^^ jfc jfc jfc jfc jf-

- he was so fucking reluctant towards you ever owning a sex toy cause he was right there and if you "needed help, you can always ask me, baby" - but when you went ahead and bought one from an island one of these days, he wanted to see just how worth that purchase had been - his thick fingers are slipping in and out of your slick cunt, curling everytime he enters it. low buzz fills the room as your shaking fingers hold the vibrator to your clit - "zo-" your head is thrown back, mouth dry from the pace his fingers fuck you in, "zoro zoro- zo- fuck fuck fuck god- i'm gonna-" "cum?" you nod feverishly, hands forcing the vibrator harder against her swollen clit - "you can take it" he coos and you're almost crying when his lips bite down on your neck, kissing your pulse, "you can fucking take it, can't you?" "zo- r-o" he thrusts into you harder, still cooing next to the shell of your ear, "are you gon' cry from how good i'm fucking you? hm?" - his other hand holds your face tightly, "go ahead, fucking cry like a pretty, little slut" - he makes you hold that vibrator till you're squirting on his fingers, face red and eyes blurry due to the building tears, lips swollen from how hard you were biting down "good girl" he says as he licks up your remnants on his fingers, "aww, was that too much?" he whispers against your lips at your fucked out state, "i thought you could do better than that?" - his hands are pulling you onto him, "show me you can do better than that" - his favourite position is 100% cow-girl because (1) after a long day, he just wants to lay down as you bounce up and down his dick, gyrating your hips around his cock as your tits bounce with you and (2) he loves seeing your frustrated moans as you try to fuck yourself using him, he loves knowing no matter what you do, you cannot cum the way he can make you cum - eventually he'd flip you around and fuck into you, animalistic and blinding "god- fuck, you like that, huh?" his fingers are rubbing on your clit, the same slick covered fingers and then being shoved into your mouth, "your pussy feels so good, you have no fuckin' idea" - he keeps fucking into your tight cunt, groaning lowly as your fingers claw on his back and you chant his name - cums inside you and watches as his essence drips out of your over-used pussy - and fuck, he needs you again

sanji:

^^ i dont condemn smoking but okokokok-

- if theres one thing sanji knows, its worship - he takes his time, no matter how many times you tug on you hair or moan his name, he is a man of thorough precision - hickeys mark your body right from underneath your jaw to your inner thigh, the purple bruises springing onto the surface as his bites and kisses and licks - he takes his painfully sweet time in opening your legs, kissing around but never where you want him "sanji~" you whine, trying to push his face further in "patience, my love" - and lord if you're patient, he will send you to heaven and bring you back down again and again and again - as much as he is a gentleman, he loves having you at his disposal "are you close?" he hums against the bundle of nerves, fingers scissoring inside you his tongue edges you, slowing down painfully when you yell his name and ask him to go faster "aw sorry, im just not done with you yet" he smiles, licking the fluids splattered across his lips - one might call him selfish but it's okay because you pay him back in the same manner and you can tell from his half-lidded gaze how much he loves it - his forehead is damp, eyes screwed shut and he's begging you to please let him cum "pl- please, yn" he whimpers, "don't play with me like this, darling- please" - cums unexpectedly on your hands and face, mumbling a half-ass apology because you know he loves the view of his seed on your tattered skin - his favourite position is wherever he can hold most of you, so usually it's his chest flush against yours as you bounce in his lap - the sounds he makes are unholy when you graze your teeth on his neck and clench down on him at the same time - but he will take any type of lazy fucking, you next to him, your back against his chest as he pounds into you slowly? it has him going insane "god, look at how wet you are, love" he whispers as his fingers find your clit, "i can probably fuck you like this forever" - he wouldn't ever cum inside cause homeboy only wants to do that when you want to make him a father - but you way you're whimpering, clenching down on him again and again as your juices coat his thighs, whispering, "please, please, please sanji, inside me" makes him change his mind - you are collapsed against each other, body sticky with sweat and other fluids. after he's gathered himself, he tips your head back, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips he finds himself tucking your hair behind your ear, "you're mine forever" (ofc u are <3)

a/n: well have fun!

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece smut #zoro x reader #luffy x reader #sanji x reader #monster trio #zoro smut #sanji smut #luffy smut #monster trio smut #roronoa zoro smut #vinsmoke sanji smut #roronoa zoro x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #op #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #monkey d luffy #opla #one piece live action #opla smut #op x reader

[poisonedprose]

I humbly request trying on Ghost’s shirts and realizing that they’re too big- and then he comes home and fucks you in one ig, idk my brain is scrambled egg for this man

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₊˚✧ XXL — in which ghost's shirts are good for sleeping and getting fucked in

simon 'ghost' riley x afab!reader

warnings: 0.7k words, smut, with help from my pookie @dizzyntrr, pet names (little doll), curse words, p in v, pwp, size kink, mirror sex, nipple play, clit play, light choking

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You looked in the full-length mirror, admiring how oversized Simon's shirt looked on you. You couldn't even see the white cotton of your underwear. It stopped just a little above your mid-thigh. Your clit throbbed at the mere sight of the large t-shirt, it was laughable how needy you were. 

You bunch the shirt around your waist, admiring your underwear and running your fingers gently over your covered cunt. It was a bad habit to tease yourself, you'd picked it up from Simon. You shuffled the underwear down your legs, stepping out of them gracefully. You looked at your naked bottom half in the mirror, arousal gushing out of your tight hole, wetting your thighs for proof.

Just as you were about to rub your aching clit, the door opened behind you, Simon walked in. You quickly unbunch the shirt, letting it fall back to your mid-thigh and kicking your underwear away from Simon's view. He starts grumbling about something before pausing when he realizes you are in his shirt. "Is that my shirt?" He asks almost with no detectable tone in his voice. If you didn't know any better, you'd think you were in trouble.

"Yeah, y'like?" You were still looking in the mirror. He walks up behind you, cupping your pussy. He chuckles as you gasp, your arousal coating his hand. "No underwear? Thought you knew better than this, lovie." You can't see it, but you know he's smirking under his skull mask. He pulls the shirt up above your tits. He takes one of your nipples in his pointer finger and thumb, rubbing gently. With his other hand, he rubs your clit, slow as slow can be.

You immediately melt into his touch. It was borderline terrifying how much power this man had over you. You wrap your hand around the wrist of the hand playing with your clit, trying to make him go faster. But all that does is make him go slower. You watch in the mirror, the teasing combined with the mirror was making you needier than ever before. 

Before you knew it, you were whining out a string of pleas and begs. "Please, Simon. I'll do anythin'. Need your pretty cock in me s'bad.." You pout, tears brimming your eyes as you beg. He was already growing hard just from the sight of you in his shirt but hearing you say that his cock was pretty. He was done for. 

He sits back on the bed, sitting you on his lap. Your clit brushes against the fabric of his pants causing you to whimper. "Be patient, yah?" He groans as he hurriedly pulls his cock out, not even bothering to pull his pants down. He puts his hand in front of your mouth and you don't need to be told what to do. You spit on his hand and he happily accepts it, bringing his hand to his stiff cock and jerking himself softly. He groans, eyes rolling back just a bit.

Once he feels like he lubricated himself enough, he's lining himself up with your entrance, poking you with his leaky tip. He ruts into you, you cry out with a whimper. "Keep your pretty mouth shut and watch." He grips your chin and forces you to look at yourself in the mirror. You clench around him at the sight, making him groan. "Of course you like this." He chuckles condescendingly, but you can't bring yourself to mind.

He holds the shirt up to your waist, keeping it from covering your cunt. You can't wait any longer. You start squirming in his lap, trying to get him to start fucking into you and of course, he gives his sweet angel what you want. He snaps his hips into the backside of your ass, thrusting into you. The pace is brutal and each thrust hit so deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach. 

"Such a small thing in my shirt, aren't ya? Makes ya look like my little doll." Simon groans in your ear, watching your dazed look as he pounds into you. His hand slides up your body, stopping at your neck. His grip was tight but he was careful not to hurt you. "Gonna fuck you in all my shirts from now on."

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#! ✪ ₊˚✧ cod . #ghost call of duty #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #ghost smut #cod ghost smut #simon riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #ghost x reader

[ravengards-rogue]

✧ tags : afab + fem!reader, top karlach, bottom reader, strap-ons, breaking the bed, act three spoilers (vaguely), karlach is the weensiest bit of a bully, 18+

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Karlach can't keep her hands off you.

Not her fault, in her defense. She had to spend an incredibly long, incredibly daunting leg of your journey not being able to touch you at all. Really, some of the hardest shit she's ever done in her life - even with her time in Avernus being Zariels' little lapdog.

Now that she has the privilege, she has to make the most of it. Her engines burning her up from the inside so she ought to make the most of everything. You especially. Who knows what will be left of her memory when her soul ends up in fugue plane? She hopes and prays her last memory is the feeling of you tucked in her arms all safe.

That being said, she's always on you. She likes fucking you whenever she can, wherever you'll let her. You're proper cute when she sneaks into your bedroll and lets her hand underneath your waistband, muffling little moans into the side of her neck as she holds you. Got the prettiest little voice she's ever heard when you whine for her, grip her forearm and beg all teary eyed.

That's been good and well - fucking amazing really. But there's been one thing that Karlach has been dying to do since she's gotten back to Faerun which is fuck you. Like, really fuck you.

She makes you cum in other ways. Whatever available, really. Hands, mouth, the muscle in her thigh when you're especially needy. Gods, she's grateful to see you like that. Leader of the pack all soft and trembling her bedroll all night, a sight for sore eyes.

But she wants to fuck you. She needed a strap to do that, and those sorts of things are only easy to find in the city - not in the middle of nowhere in the backwaters of the Sword Coast.

She knows you want it too, always begging for more.

You're in the city now, though - and you've visited Sharess' Caress, and now Karlach finally has something to fuck you with. You're finally in Elfsong song now (no more sleeping on dirt!) and the rest of your party has gone off to explore the city. There's plenty of business to attend to. The two of you offered to stay behind, hold down the fort.

(And well, no one was really going to stay after that were they? Not with the happy couple around, with Karlach eyefucking you as openly as she possibly can at least.)

She really is glad that you have all this time to yourselves for now.

Now that she's finally, finally fucking you - she isn't sure it'll be easy for her to stop.

You're pretty laying underneath her. Naked, sweat making your skin sheen as Karlach stands back on her knees and fucks you on your back. Your chest bounces every time your ass meets the thrust of her own hips, your voice trembling as she gets into proper pace to fuck you.

She gives you a wicked little smile, watching with abject fondness as her cock slides into you again. Shiny with your arousal, your cunt is tight with resistance even as she goes slow. You mewl, your hands reaching to push against Karlach's abs.

"Too much, Karlach, can't—" You gasp as she bullies the swollen head back into you. "S-senstive,"

"Didn't take you for such a quitter, soldier. You were just begging for it and now it's too much," She goads, fucking you deeper. You groan as your spine arches, nails scratching at her waist. "Try a little harder, baby."

Your voice breaks into a pathetic moan, weakly trying to push her out. Legs shaking as she fucks another inch into you. You're so wet she can hear it, hear how soft your pussy gets trying to accommodate around her length. Whimpering you close your eyes and shake your head.

"Too much. I c-can't cum again, can't."

Fuck you're delightful. It's nice when Karlach gets the chance to render you as helpless as you always make her feel. Pitiful and tender, she hums a little as she bottoms out again. Her eyes go lidded with want as she looks at the place in where she's inside of you, stretching your tight little hole. Fucking pretty thing you are. Pretty face and pretty heart and the prettiest pussy she's ever seen in her life. She's mesmerized how something so big can fill something so small. You stretch around her cock so well, so perfect.

"Of course you can." She murmurs. Hot hands curl around your wrists, your arms straightening out in front of you as Karlach holds them. Your fingers brush against your abdomen again but don't find the same purchase as Karlach holds you down. "A little more and you'll make another mess for me to clean up like always, huh?"

"Karlach," You whine, your eyes fluttering open. Your lashes are wet with overstimulated tears, mouth curled in a soft and pouty flush. "Karlach,"

She laughs, sharp teeth showing as she rolls her hips - undulating slower. A soft pace to ease you into it again. She knows just the right angles. You like two ways. Hard and heavy, her hips fucking into yours

She steals a glance at your desperate face and settles on the latter. "I'm right here, pretty girl. And I'm not going anywhere, either. Now hold on,"

It's the most she spares as a warning before she sets a brutal pace. She use your hands for purchase as she pulls her cock out, and thrusts all the way back in with a loud, unforgiving groan. Her clit digs into the leather backing of the strap when she does, delicious friction making her head feel numb.

You cry out as she thrusts deep and hard, cock buried to the hilt again.

She keeps the same brutal, unforgiving pace. The room sounds with the weight of her thrusts, skin smacking against skin and the soft internal whirr of her engine noisy. Lewd, wet sounds mix with the visual of you laid underneath her, tits bouncing with every smack of hips.

She throws her head back back, euphoria washing over her in a haze.

"Fuck yeah, that's it baby. Feels good. Feeling me right in your stomach?"

You nod deliriously as your hand curls into a fist, struggling to keep up. She laughs at you as she ducks her head to meet your mouth. You kiss her with immediate fervor chasing her lips aimlessly while she fucks you hard and deep.

Her name sounds so good from your mouth, she doesn't think she'll ever get sick of it.

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#sorry i have not written anything Substantial in 8 billion years #karlach x reader #bg3 x reader #karlach smut #bg3 smut #d.rogues love letters #idk why this was rotting away in my drafts but here

[your-local-baguette]

They see you wearing glasses for the first time

Characters: megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, nobara, sukuna and nanami.

Warnings: fluff maybe a little spice?? Not proofread. Iapologize if some characters aren't accurate and hope you enjoy...

Megumi fushiguro

You were simply reading a book by same place you usually neet up for a reading date. You came in advance and decided to grab some random light novel. You had your hood over your head, halfway curled in a ball in a bean bag. "What are you reading ?" You looked at megumi who had just arrived " hi. It's they were ten. I think the original is ils étaient dix. It's a translation of a french book." "I see, make some space for me." You move a bit and sits down next to you, you turn a bit so he read as well. You noticed he kept peeking at your face, you put the book away. " Is something wrong" removing your hood. His eyes widened and a deep blush spread over his face, he put his hand over his face and turned away. You raised an eyebrow, leaning closer, puting the back of your hand over his forehead. "Are you sick ? You should have told me, you don't have to force yourself to come" you said worried " no it's not that, it's..." You raised an eyebrow again. " You look really good with those..." He pointed to your glasses, while you were completely shocked.

Gojo satoru

You were just in the teachers toom and finishing up some work. The door was opened with do much energy that you weren't even wondering who it was. " Y/n~" you turned in your chair, your glasses resting on your nose. He stopped in his tracks, his hand in the air, a slight smirk making it's way on his face. Suddenly his face was inches away from yours, " now now~ i didn't know you wore glasses" you pushed away his face with your index " that's one way to say i look good" "you alway look good!" he said waving his arms around like the silly man he is. You sighted opening your arms, he didn't waste a single moment and hugged you really tight.

Itadori yuuji

"woaah! You wear glasses?!" Your gaze turned towards itadori, pushing down your glasses a bit. " I do, you like them?" "Hell yeah! You look awesome!" "Thank you yuuji" he had a bog smile on his face" can i try them?" You took them off, handing them to him" be careful" he nodded and when he put them on he looked around. "I can't see anything" you laughed at your boyfriend's silliness but he was adorable. You took them off his face " you looked good in them too" a red blush spread over his face and he kind of froze

Nobara

You were just reading some paperwork, waiting for nobara at the entrance. She jogged towards you after waving at her friends. When she saw you she stopped in her tracks and litterally tripped. The pink haired dude and other one looked at her a little worried. "Nobara?! Are you okay?" You yelled, she lifted her tumb and raised her head "hot" she said while staring at you "huh?!" Her friends catched up and itadori was shaking her like she was dying. Megumi just stood there, with his resting bitch face. You sighted and walked towards her, she looked up and extended her hand, you pulled her up and she shook you. "Since when do you wear glasse?!" "A...long..time. st op sha...kiiiing meee" she stopped and looked directly into your eyes. " Wear them more often because it's hot" "what's hot?" Gojo said arriving " who is that dude" you said "my teacher" nobara answered "well your teacher is fine as fuck" "i know right, but you're finer" "i know, i'm so pretty" "yes you are"

Ryomen sukuna ( spice)

You were lating in bed, reading a book. Shirtless sukuna walked in, you didn't budge and kept reading. Glasses resting on your face, the mattress sunk to your side and a naked chest was pressed against yours. " Well well.." you lowered your book and made eye contact with sukuna. He smirked "don't you look good in those" "that's unusual, but, thank you" his smirked grew bigger and he crashed his lips with yours, forcing his tongue in. Yk what's after....

Nanami kento

He actually ignored it at first, he wasn't bothered, why should he ? But when you squinted your eyes and pushed the glasses down that was it. There was a light blush on his cheeks, he sat in front of you. You raised your gaze at him " hello, love" he didn't reply and just looked at you. You wre slightly confused but remembered something" what do you think about my new glasses ?" " You look good" he instantly replie, no hesitation. "Thank you" you smiled at him.

Note: nanami thought were a little yk...

Hope you enjoyed!

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[leah-lover]

Away. Mapi x Ingrid x reader.

Smut 18+.

Ingrid is frustrated after a game and she is away on international duty so her girlfriends fix her frustration via face time.

You hated international break because it meant your girls were away from you. With Ingrid having to travel back to Norway, you back to England, and mapi staying in Spain, time zones were tricky so you finding get too talk much. However, this camp international break was different. You stayed behind as a precaution not to Webb your injury. But Ingrid still left, and without her the house seemed empty.

Ever since joining the triad, intimacy was always in tree. Not that any one of you would mind but you n just looked for being together all the time whether you wanted to cuddle, shower, or sex you did all of it together.

With Ingrid leaving for Norway, the desire to have sex went with her.

In the first well off her home mapi and you feel on a routine of rehab, eating together, and cuddling until you fell asleep. You would occasionally face time Ingrid when ever she had time.

Her match day was no different, you went on your usual routine and am house before kick off you found yourself laying on the couch Infront of the TV mapi with mapi laying on your chest.

The match was event full. You and most people that Norway would struggle without their st at strickers but they produced every one wrong with a 4 bill victory. The thing that went wrong in the game was Ingrid’s yellow.

After the game you kissed mapi to celebrate, sent Ingrid a voice mail telling how proud you were of her and how much you both loved her so much, and headed

to your bedroom not thinking Ingrid would have time to respond.

Suddenly, while you were both asleep ,with mapi spooning you for a change, the phone rang at 3AM. Dazzed with sleep you didn't see who was calling you just picked up.

“Hello who us with me.” You say, your voice raspy with sleep and your accent thinker than usual.

“ Hey elskling.” Said a voice you now recognize as Ingrid. Mapi is now awake too, she was as confused as you were.

You put your girlfriend on speaker and say.

“ I didnt think you would call baby. I thought you would be too tired.” You say to her worry in your voice.

“I can't sleep. I just. I miss you. I just want to come home and be worth my girls.” She responds.

“ Carino, please tell us what's up.” Says mapi.

“ It's that s tips yellow card. Plus I don't thino I played as well as I hoped. And I miss you. I miss your smell,the taste of your lips, and your comfort. If I was home I wouldn't be as frustrated.” She says, clearly desperate.

“ Let us face time you from the lap top Ninä.” Says mapi.

You then get up, turn on the lights, and ask your girlfriend. “ what's on your mind ?”

“You will see in a minute.”

After reconnecting with Ingrid you hear mapi say “ baby I need you to follow every word is say. I want you to get comfortable on the bed while we can still see you.” She gently orders the woman. Ingrid does as she was told and Lays down on the bed.

“ Baby we watched the whole game, we think you did spectacularly today. We are so proud of you.” You say.

“Amor, we wish we were there to show you how proud we are of you. Because you deserve it.” Added mapi.

Ingrid’s love language was words of affirmation so saying all those things to her would turn her into a pile of mush.

“Baby I need you to get naked for me.” Says mapi. Her demand made your head turn. “ We can't touch you and give you your reward doesn't mean you can't touch yourself “ she added. You were beyond shocked at mapi's request and the speed at which she got naked in front of her laptop.

“ You are so fucking beautiful my love.” You say at the sight of her beautiful body.

You then feel mapi's hand coax your head towards her and locks her lips with yours. Mapi was a rough kisser but this time she wanted to show off so her kisses were a little bit performative.

Ingrid remained quiet as you made out with mapi, her jaw and eyes wide open.

“ You like the show mi amor?” Asked mapi.

“I bet you are so wet right now. “ She added

Ingrid was indeed wet but she wasn't the only one. Mapi then motioned for you to take off your shorts. “ I need you to lay down, open your legs and do as I say mi amor.” She says.

“See now or baby over here is so wet.”she says as she puts her hand near your core which earns her a small moan.

“ I want you to touch yourself for me Ingrid while I touch you baby over here.” She adds, talking over you.

She then stays to touch your clit slowly rubbing circles. Your core hasn't had any attention in a whole week so as soon as mapi touched you, you stayed moaning.

As a response to Ingrid touching herself, you hear her small quiet moans through the speaker which drives you crazier than mapi's hands.

“ That's it baby. Touch yourself for me. Just like that. Imagine it was me. Imagine it were my hands on your clit.”says mapi

Her words,her touch,and Ingrid's moans were about to drive you over the edge.

“ Can I come please.?,” you ask mapi.

“I am not the one who you get permission from Carino.” She responds

“Ingrid baby please can I come.” you plead.

“Hold on elskling, let's come together.” She responds.

It only took you a couple of minutes to come together.

“That was so good my loves.” Says Ingrid.

You kiss mapi before she responds to Ingrid.

“Anytime you feel anything we are here for you.”

“ We love you so much baby.”

You end the phone call and return to mapi.

“ I think someone needs to have a favor returned.” You say to her.

#mapi leon #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon imagine #ingrid engen #ingrid engen x reader #mapi x ingrid x reader #woso #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso community #woso smut #woso request

[gingerparker]

PULL ON MY THONG

Pairing: College!Peter Parker X Reader

Summary: Peter needs a vacation. So, naturally, he goes to Vegas during his summer break. He's thin on cash and finds a job at a water park! The hot girl behind the bikini bar is a great bonus to his biweekly paycheck.

Warning: Fluff, sexual tension, teasing, slight body worship, drinking (both reader and Peter are 21+)

Word Count: 7158

A/N: let's pretend this wasn't a summer writing challenge... life happened HARD for it to be posted now.. but i hope y'all enjoy anyway ajsjjs DISCLAIMER!! i know the hotel i used here doesn't have a water park but i was too lazy to use a real one sooo it's an invented one!

It's too warm as soon as Peter exits the airport. It's a sticky and dry kind of warmth, no wind of any kind can be felt around him. His small luggage feels like it weighs 5 tons more than it did mere seconds ago and he realizes how stupid it is to have worn dark clothes.

Travellers push past him to find a cab of any kind to get out of the intense heat. Families get into larger Ubers and some are crazy enough to be walking out. Peter is not that determined.

He has to shuffle through the crowd to find a free cab, they are being filled much quicker than he would have thought. Thank god for his faster pace.

Inside the car, he's blasted with cool air, the sweat on his forehead seemingly evaporating.

The drive to his hotel is smooth. He chugs the rest of his water bottle minutes into the ride. Queen's weather didn't prepare him for this.

In only a few minutes he's on the strip. Billboards of all kinds flash around the cab. It's day outside yet he feels blinded by the colourful lights. He sees half-naked men posing with tourists for money as well as showgirls doing the same. He doesn't let his eyes linger too long. The sidewalk is full of people; after all, it's tourist season.

A bright pink flamingo catches his eye, his hotel seemingly calling out to him! Come, Peter! There's some air con in me maybe you could go to my bar or even check out my casin-

"Sir!" he's startled by the harsh voice that calls him, the cab driver.

"Yes?"

"We're here? I've taken you to your hotel" he gestures to the building they are parked next to.

"Oh! How much do I owe you?"

-

"Y/N, I need you to do the night shift today! Bebe is stuck in St-George, you know how horrible the construction traffic is" Your boss, Xiomara, pleads over the phone. "And I can't come in I have an appointment with my OB"

"What about Charlize?" you ask.

Your phone is on speaker on your bed and you're already looking through the clean bikinis you have ready.

"I haven't been able to reach her, please please please!" she sounds so desperate that you laugh a little.

"Should I wear the blue holo set or go for the pink and red tie-dye one?" Mars squeals loudly, her voice cracks through the speaker on your phone.

"Tie-dye!! You're a lifesaver Y/N/N, I owe you"

"No worries babes, nothing exciting was happening with me tonight" You'll just have to reschedule your date with your vibrator for another day.

"I'll buy you breakfast on your next opening shift! Wait, that's tomorrow, oh god you're gonna be so tired. I can still try and reach Char-"

"Mars! Don't worry so much, keep it going and the baby will just shoot right out of you" you laugh as you pack your bag for the evening.

"I mean I wouldn't complain. I'm very much over pregnancy" she sighs and you only hum as an answer.

You both say your goodbyes and you're quickly doing a makeup look to match your uniform for the night.

Deep red lipstick, a thick black liner that frames your eyes just the way you like and a light amount of everything else. It heats up like crazy in the small bar so you don't want to be sweating it off in seconds. The finishing touch is some body shimmer, that's for the extra tips.

You live in a resort-like rental near the Vegas Strip. Your university funds top students from other states to live in these apartments. When you'd been accepted and offered to house you; you couldn't turn it down. Leaving New York was easy enough, your parents were always travelling for their jobs and your friends were leaving for other schools so it was an easy decision.

A big bonus was that it was only 10 minutes away by foot from your job in a hotel's adult pool.

You gathered all your things and made your way out.

Tuesday nights are the slowest nights. The restricted pool access you work in usually has a long cue to be let in but currently, there are only 5 people. 7 if you count the obviously underage girls that nervously fiddle with their fake IDS.

You've only made 50$ in tips so far which is pretty disheartening. Did you waste your best body shimmer for this?

After cleaning the bar for the third time in the last 10 minutes you give up pretending to be busy. Maybe you should make yourself a drink... A nice cranberry, vodka and watermelon purée slushy... You could even try the new bubblegum gin you received...

As you're trying to figure out what to mix the new alcohol with you spot a guy. A hot guy to be precise. He looks lost as he enters the area and pockets his wallet. His eyes are wide and they seem to be full of awe. First time in Vegas probably. His abs are what make your eyes follow him. For such a soft face the body he has is a pleasant surprise, muscles that don't look too bulky and that highlight the fact that he probably takes very good care of himself.

He looks like a Long Island ice tea type of guy, who likes alcohol but doesn't like tasting it all that much. You almost want to whistle at him or do anything to catch his eye.

He'd be a better date than your vibrator that's for sure.

-

It's Peter's fifth day in Las Vegas and he just learned about his hotel's private pool. They only let people 21 years old and older in. All he knew was that there was a small water park, and the kids' screaming could be heard throughout the day.

There are more palm trees to cover up this part of the hotel's grounds, giving more privacy to whatever happens here. There's a large DJ booth elevated at the end of the pool and at least 3 different bars. The DJ obviously pressed shuffle on a Spotify playlist and decided to scroll through his phone. The 3 bartenders he sees look bored out of their minds and are seemingly playing a card game. Only about 20 other guests are enjoying the privacy of this section.

He chooses to go buy himself a drink, there's nothing much to do besides that and swim right now.

Right as he's about to go and disturb the guys playing cards he sees a little hut next to the jacuzzi. It's pure white and only has a sign on the front where it's written "Cheeky Chicks" with a bright pink bikini painted on.

His brows furrow before he steps back to look inside.

His eyes widen and his breath hitches. There stands a girl. A half-naked girl. A very very pretty half-naked girl. A girl that's already looking at him. Peter's knees might just give out under him. A smirk forms on your lips when you realised cute hot chiselled guy noticed you. This is going to be so much fun.

"Hi," you say while leaning forward on your bar a little. The guy's face heats up instantly. Red creeps up his chest and onto his face. Peter is incredibly weak for pretty girls.

"Hi," he manages to breathe out.

"Come over here," you say with a wink. No one can tell you that you aren't good at your job.

Peter nods and makes his way over to her. His steps are quicker than he initially wanted, he did want to look cool and nonchalant. Too late now!

"What's your name?" you ask when he reaches your hut.

"Um... I'm not sure" his brain is screaming the answer at him but all he can hear is "her eyes are up there, her eyes are up there, her eyes ar-"

"Mh that's unfortunate, guess I'll have to stick with sexy stranger" your smirk grows when his tongue comes out to lick his lips.

"Right, um, I'm Peter?"

"You sure about that babes?" his eyes get as wide as saucers, nicknames are appreciated... You make a mental note of this.

"Peter Parker," he says "That's my name" he nods to himself. Probably feeling very proud that he's remembered it. God, he's adorable your practically melting.

"Hi Peter Parker, I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you hot stuff" You lean back to your normal position, he's been working very hard to keep his eyes in respectful eye contact.

"What can I get you, Pete?"

"Huh?"

"You walked up to my bar, don't you want a drink?" you gesture to all the alcohol you have around you.

"Oh! Um what's your favourite?" he looks at the numerous bottles around you.

"Anything turned into a slush" you answer honestly.

"Ok... Something with cherry?" he suggests with a tilt of his head. You nod and get to work.

If you mix your shaker more than usual who could fault you? It keeps his eyes on you as silence settles over. After adding a cherry and coconut slush to the alcohol mix you top it off with maraschino cherries and a bright pink swirly straw.

You hand it over to him, purposefully making contact with his hand. He takes a big sip and your stare falls to his neck. Thick but lean, muscular and so soft looking. He'd look so good with hickeys littered all over it. You could even trail some down, down, down... just under where his swimming trucks start. God, you really need to get off.

"So what do you think, babes?" you ask him as he brings his straw away from his lips. He nods excitedly as a smile spreads on his face. How can you want him to rearrange your insides and bake him a cake all at once?

"It's delicious! I can't even taste the alcohol you put in here" he nods seemingly approvingly and you smile smugly.

"That's how you know it's a dangerous drink" you wink, turning around to quickly put away the things you used to prepare Peter's drink.

"So how much do I owe you?" he takes his wallet out and opens it up with one hand.

Maybe this is your chance to be bold. Get a date out of this incredibly slow day?

"Mh it'll only cost you your phone number" you shrug with a smirk on your face. Peter sputters on the sip he'd taken and flushes from head to toe. He shakes his head quickly and puts down his cup.

"I have to pay you" he goes through the bills he has in his wallet, instantly paling. He counts them again to then meet your eyes anxiously. "Um, any luck this cost under 6$?" he laughs awkwardly taking out the six 1$ bill he had. You cringe and shake your head. Why must you go for the broke cutie? He sighs and shoves the bills into your tip jar.

"I'm sorry, my aunt always tells me to budget better but this trip has got me much shorter on cash than usual..." Peter puts his wallet away, already knowing it's best if leaves as fast as he can.

"How long are you staying in Vegas for?" your question surprises even yourself. You both expect to have him just walk away and forget this interaction happened... but alas you're incredibly weak.

"I don't know really... I bought a one-way ticket so... I'll probably try and get a ticket to leave at the end of summer" which is currently two and a half months away.

"And you already have no cash left??" you gasp. How is that even possible? "Do you have a job? Or a sugar daddy?" you add in a rushed tone, shocked at his quite reckless planning.

"Think I'd look good in a bikini?" he teases. Joking at a time like this? He might just be your soulmate.

"You'd look amazing in a bikini but this is a woman owed and woman run" You sigh dreamily at the thought of Peter in a bikini. New kink unlocked? Or are you just incredibly horny... "Although... one of the lifeguards at the water park quit! Maybe I could get a good word in for you" You start shutting off the lights in your little hut and locking up the coolers and stands around you.

"Now?" Peter exclaims. You ignore his shock and turn back to him. You spot his unfinished slushy and hand it back to him.

"Drink it at least, I'm not doing charity for you not to enjoy it" you tease him before making your way out, locking the side door and hanging up the "Closed" sign.

"Oh and I'm still expecting your phone number"

-

That's how Peter Parker got himself a job at his hotel's water park. The man running it barely asked him what his name was before he was hired. They made sure that he had the right certification for a lifeguard job and the next day he was on the schedule. Well, they wrote him in with a Sharpie and they spelt his name wrong but he had a job!

The kids were... tolerable, the pay was ok and the conditions were bearable. His favourite part, however, is the hottie that always put extra cherries on his alcoholic slushes.

It's been three weeks now since he was able to pay back the first one, and it's also been three weeks since you've exchanged numbers.

You've been texting back and forth like crazy. Just facts about your days when you aren't working at the same time or you even like to have him pick out your bikini. He gets exceptionally shy and takes forever to answer but, surprisingly, he's got impeccable taste. Peter knows it's because of how attracted to you he is. Getting to know you has only deepened how doomed he is, how quickly his feelings have shifted from plain lust.

"So you haven't fucked yet?" Ned's voice is loud out of his phone speaker and it scares the shit out of Peter. He's on his lunch break and it's his weekly bro date with Ned. They have lately been full of your name.

"No, women and men can be friends. You know this" Peter knows full well that he'd ditch the friendship in a heartbeat for something more. He'll keep this act up tho, more gentlemanly... right?

"Not when they obviously wanna bone Pete... You're telling me not even a steamy make-out session?" Peter is glad they decided not to FaceTime because he knows what face Ned would be making right now and he doesn't want to see it.

"No" He wishes. He wishes so badly. Like it's actually starting to concern him how much he just wants you to sit on his lap, put your hands in his hair, maybe pull a little, definitely call him babes like you alw- See? He's going insane.

"That's sad Petey, get a move on! If Y/N is as hot as you say then you can't waste any time!" Ned's voice is so diplomatic it's weird but comforting.

"Oh. My. God. Babes you talk about me?" your chipper voice almost startles Peter off his seat and onto the suspiciously green floors.

Peter looks at you with a terrified expression on his face, like you've caught him mid-murder. Damn, his Peter Tingle for not warning him of your arrival!

"Is that her? Y/N! PETER WANTS TO FU-"

His phone is thrown across the room at record-breaking speed, destroying it. You barely seem surprised.

The silence that takes over the room gives Peter time to look you over. What you're wearing today has to be lingerie... just enough is left to the imagination and it's hypnotising. The way the slightest movement makes you look, the up and down of your chest as you breathe, how you look walking closer to him. Wait, walking closer??

His eyes snap up to meet yours as you walk over to him.

"Take me out tonight" You lean down to his eye level. The eye contact you hold is intense. So much is communicated through facial expressions. Peter's mind repeats your statement over and over, making sure he actually heard the right thing.

"Where?"

"Anywhere near an Apple Store so we can get you a new phone" you wink.

-

Smoking hot date, check.

Carefully picked out outfit, check.

Cute but comfortable makeup, check.

Get Peter a new phone before the date actually starts, check.

You and Peter are now slowly making your way down the Vegas Strip. With the ending goal in mind to find someplace interesting to eat. You walked past many many different restaurants but nothing that made you stop walking.

Peter's hand holds yours loosely, the hot weather unsuitable for real hand-holding. He's wearing a light pink shirt with flamingos and flowers patterned around it, obviously, he hadn't packed a "date shirt" before leaving New York and bought it at his hotel. His legs are barely hidden away by his short jeans short that have numerous rips in them... God you want to bite his thighs.

"You're staring at my legs again" You can hear him smirking through the tone of his voice.

"Oh shut up!" you knock your shoulder onto his arm with a laugh.

"It's fine this most likely compensates for the number of times I've at your boobs... or your ass... or anything really when you have a bikini on" he gestures with his free hand to you. Most likely visualising a bikini on you now.

"Mh, that's true... I'll keep staring then!" you smile proudly winking at him. His face and neck flush pink as he ducks his head. He's so fun to tease always so responsive.

Conversation is easy. It always is. Your personalities mesh together perfectly which makes hanging out with him so fun.

This being more officially a date has put weight on both of your shoulders. Somehow, it's made a sliver of anxiety surround the both of you. It must mean you both want this date to go well; to have many more after.

"Oh! How about hot dogs?" Peter points to a small restaurant to his left.

"Those are probably, like funky hot dogs... I'm down, let's go!" you tug him towards Haute Doggery.

You're both greeted by a woman behind the counter when you walk in. The place is small, with four two-person tables and a high counter along one of the only bare walls. That said it's cosy and inviting so you're immediately excited.

"Wow! A foot-long hog dog??" Peter gasps as he reads the menu. You giggle at his reaction now reading the menu yourself. So many options to choose from... "Want to share two regular-sized speciality ones?"

"Only if we get fries" you nod seriously, now choosing a hot dog to share with him.

"I definitely want to try the mac and cheese one" Peter looks away from the menu to meet your eyes.

"Good choice! I saw we get that one and the breakfast one, I can never say no to hash browns"

Once you receive your order you make your way to one of the tables, ready to absolutely dig in. Peter takes the time to precisely cut in half both hot dogs and gives you your pieces.

"Cheers!" you say knocking your half with his before taking a generous bite of the breakfast delight.

-

"So this is my room!" Peter shuffles inside his hotel room before holding the door open for you.

The room is nothing crazy. One queen bed in. the middle, a dresser with a tv on top of it, grey carpet flooring, pinkish walls, a bathroom and a balcony overlooking the pools and the waterpark.

You make your way over to his freshly made bed: thank you housekeeping. You sit down on it beckoning Peter over to you. He toes off his shoes in a hurry before practically lunging at the spot next to you. Cute.

"Had fun, cutie?" you look at him with seductive eyes and a warm smile. You want him to be putty in your hands.

Peter reacts immediately to the name you call him, blushing and wide-eyed.

"Yeah, you're easy to talk to and really sex- I mean smart. Really smart." his words seem to be tumbling out of his mouth in a panic.

"Babes, calm down!! You can compliment me. Physically too" you smack his chest feeling the firm muscle of his peck.

He only nods as an answer but keeps his eyes locked with yours. You're the one to break the eye contact to glance at his lips. You want to kiss him so bad...

"Can I kiss you?" Peter might be a mind reader.

"Please" is what you answer.

Kissing Peter is immediately addicting. He's so enthusiastic, kisses like his life depends on it. His left hand goes to your back and his right cradles your jaw. Your own move around his body. Gripping his muscles, tangling in his hair, slipping under his shirt. You're having a great time exploring his body.

You bite his bottom lip playfully, tugging it towards you and it makes Peter moan in delight.

"You're so hot, I'm going insane" he mumbles between desperate kisses.

You only hum in answer wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down above you. His body is so warm against yours like he's on fire. You tug off his shirt, to help him cool down is what you tell yourself.

"I know I see you without a shirt more than with one but this is so much sexier" you trail your fingers all. over. him.

Peter turns you onto your side to unzip your romper. His lips never leave yours, the contact staying feverish and fast. It's like he wants to eat you whole. Maybe he does, you'd let him.

The shrill sound of your ringtone startles you, causing you to knock your chin into Peter's nose as you look up.

He groans as you reach to silence the (incredibly rude) device. Unfortunately, your index has other plans and presses the accept call button.

"Y/N?" Xiomara... This can only mean bad news.

"I know you're on a date and I'm so incredibly sorry to be doing this. I just went into labour and you're literally in the hotel somewhere..." Her voice is strained and you breathe out in exasperation.

Peter's head drops into the crook of your neck. His hands don't start roaming, they travel, map your body out. Every single inch of skin he can reach. Inside the romper, your face, legs, arms... Anything and everything.

"I... I don't have a bikini" you manage to say.

"I really don't care what you wear. Actually, you know what I don't care about the bar right now never mind" She hangs up immediately.

"Thank fuck for that" Peter exclaims dragging the rest of your romper off.

You laugh as he readily gets back to what he was doing. His lips on yours, guided your hands into his hair and hips bucking into yours.

Yeah, this is so much better than taking over "Cheeky Chicks" for the evening.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker #tom holland spiderman #mcu spiderman #spiderman #peter x reader #tom holland x reader

[kaciidubs]

✧. ┊ My hands and feet get cold often - I'm talking, winter ice cold - and right now is one of those moments, and all I can think about is, "How would my top three react if I touched them like this?"

I can hear the pure shriek Hyunjin would let out the minute I press one (1) icy finger to his side as he wrenches his body away - I think he'd die if i used my whole hand. "St-Stop! Why are you doing this to me!" He's just way too much fun not to torment, but then he'd pout and I'd have to make up to him with a kiss or three [no touching].

Changbin would definitely try to pin me before I even get the chance - he sees it from a mile away, he's felt it and his life flashed before his eyes. Probably claims I'm a vampire trying to take him out, and how he's too young to live forever. "Are you sure this is even normal?!" Eventually invests in Dwaekki mittens and socks for me, what a thoughtful guy!

Chan would have no mercy shown to him, and I'm talking using both hands, maybe even a foot if I'm lucky - that man radiates heat like a living heater [main theory on why he's perfectly fine being almost naked all the time] and I'll be damned if he doesn't let me have some of that body heat. "No. No, no, don't you d-ah! Get away!" You'd think it was an at-home wrestling match the way I'd have my hands on him - he can't decide between screaming or laughing cause it's cold but it tickles. Eventually I'd stop and he'd hold my hands away, "You are so evil."

✧. ┊ Long story short, I'm cold.

#✧. ┊ kacii ramble #✧. ┊ kacii drabble #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #bangchan fluff #bang chan fluff #seo changbin fluff #changbin fluff #hwang hyunjin fluff #hyunjin fluff

[delulusungmin]

Forbidden Feelings

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Your family is the perfect family, but you can't seem to keep your grades up. Your father, upset you aren't doing well in your classes, hired Lee Minho as your tutor. With no changes in your grade, Miho becomes a little.. frustrated.

Word count: 0.7k

Up next: Chan

Content warnings: Female AFAB reader, age gap (18 and 24), "Sir", oral (male receiving), cumming inside

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"y/n?"

"y/n?"

"Y/N. Focus", he says, letting out a heavy sigh.

Minho has been struggling to tutor you. Your mind consistently wanders further every minute. Months of tutoring sessions with the older, yet no improvement in your grade.

"I've just been distracted.", you say, as if he hasn't already realized this.

"Distracted by what?", Minho replies.

Your eyes trail down to his bulge, contemplating how truthful you should be to him.

"I keep thinking of how you would look naked. It's making studying really hard when all that's on my mind is your cock, sir."

Miho stares in shock. Feeling a familiar lightheadedness as all of his blood rushes to his dick.

"Come on, you know that this isn't acceptable behavior. What if your father found out this is how you think of the tutor he hired? You need to focus, or you will have to repeat a year.", Minho speaks, attempting to switch to focus off of his growing bulge and onto your math homework.

You continue with his lesson as if nothing had occurred—that is, until you take off your school overcoat, claiming it's too hot in your bedroom. Then you slowly unbutton the top buttons of your uniform shirt, button by button, until your lovely tutor notices the lacy bra you wore for him.

"y/n. Please, this is not the time to be acting out like this."

"Oh, like this?", you say, promptly resting your body on his lap and grinding slowly, feeling his length continue to grow underneath you.

"Wow, sir, it seems like you really enjoy this. Do I make you feel good, sir?"

That word. Sir. It turns Minho on so fucking much. Every time you call him sir, he inches closer and closer to his high.

"I can't.. be doing this with you. I c.. I can't.", he says through labored breath. It's wrong, but he loves the feeling of feeling wrong.

Despite his pleas for you to stop and focus on your schoolwork, you are desperate to find out if he looks just like you imagined him, so you just keep grinding and grinding.

"Fuck~", he moans out. "God, y/n are y.. are you fucking crazy? I.. I.. oh god. I can't st.. stop myself, aah~"

Minho pushes you onto the desk in front of you, crumpling your worksheets without care, and takes down your shorts, revealing your soaked cunt to the world.

Next, he finishes off your half-undone top and fiddles with your bra, removing it slowly and proceeding to pinch and tease your nipples. Your body fits so perfectly in his hands.

Without saying a word, he takes off his belt and throws it to the ground, the metal clanging against the wood flooring. Minho peels off his pants and underwear, swiftly turning you around to face him.

For the first time, you can see how Minho truly looks. And it's everything you fantasized about and more.

"On your knees. You know how to suck, right?" You kneel before him, his cock inches from your face. You look up at him with large eyes and slowly take his curved dick in your mouth. Sucking sweet moans out of him.

"Bend over the table. I wanna fuck you rough. Let me fuck you rough."

You follow his instructions, and without warning, he pushes his length into you. Forcing you to release moan after moan after moan. His rhythmic thrusts hit your cervix and stretch out your velvet walls.

"Aah~ Minho~ ahh~", you can feel yourself tighten around him as he pounds your g spot just right. Inching you closer and closer to your high.

He fucks your soft spot harder and harder, eager to fuck his cum into you and ruin you. You feel your legs shaking and your core tightening.

Minho's cock throbbing and pulsing. His nails digging into your hips.

"Agh~ fuck y/n, can I cum inside? Please? Please, can I ruin your little pussy? Can I fuck my cum into you? Please baby, please ple-ase p.. aah~"

His warmth fills your hole to the brim. He fucks it into you deeper and deeper.

He pulls his hips back and walks both of you across the room to your bed, plopping down on it, lifeless limbs touching.

"Your father can't find out about this. Got it?"

"Yes sir."

#skz #skz smau #skz smut #skz x reader #skz fanfic #minho smut #lee know smut #minho x y/n #lee know x y/n #minho x reader #lee know x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2023

[leojurand]

a list of some of the amazing, hilarious gay shit that happens in the lymond chronicles because everyone wants to fuck lymond so bad:

will thinking he's going to have sex with lymond when lymond takes him to a room in the brothel, but it was a meeting with an informant, so will sulks in a corner

when lymond and will are wrestling and will can't stop thinking about how lymond's body feels on top of his, and he suddenly interrupts his thoughts with "no! he's a murderer!"

lymond and jerott's bickering and one-sided flirting in TDK they're both like children with a crush in that book

strozzi saying he's heard the rumours that lymond fucks like an angel and no wonder jerott left the knights of st john for him asfgjsfghj??

when jerott can't sleep because lymond isn't on the bed next to his and when he gets up, clearly to look for him, he out of nowhere tells himself that it's marthe who occupies his thoughts

míkál waiting naked on lymond's bed (legend)

jerott thinking that marthe's eyes are a shade of blue that he's never seen before and he'll fight anyone about it, when marthe has the exact same cornflower eyes as lymond

míkál's beef with jerott because he sees jerott as a rival for lymond's love and attention lol

danny asking if lymond is gorgeous and moaning the first time he sees lymond (i love u dannyyy)

lymond's ‘The beauty of worthy things is not in the face but in the backside, endearing more by their departure than their address.’ about jerott (best ass in europe!)

lymond again mentioning jerott's ass by saying ‘Caffa and purled lace and pinking, and a butt on him like one of Shah Mahmút the Ghazněrides’ elephants.’ #normalboybestfriendthings

rare non-lymond gay shit, danny being a fan of jerott because he's hot and dumb

... etc!

#dorothy dunnett #lymond chronicles #lymond #sorry to QP i forget everything that happens in it when i'm not reading it lol #there is a LOT of gay shit not mentioned here. dramatic gay! emotional gay! even scary gay! #there's something for everybody :) #dorothy was so crazy for writing all of that in the 60s i love her

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖      

Chapter 48 - Wedding nights and babies. Episode 2.

------31'st of October 2015------

Andy: He moaned softly as he pushed me down on the bed in our suite at the hotel. Of course I had booked the wedding suite for us, nothing less. We had full view over Vegas from our bedroom. Big glass windows giving us a great view at all the buildings and neon signs. There were even a fireplace in the room. Very romantic, and not too modern and cold. We were already naked, as we had spent the first 5 minutes in the suite getting undressed while kissing passionately Wait here.. I just need a bit of water He smiled at me cheekily as he got up from the bed, and bit his lips as he observed my naked body below him I'll be right back, don't go anywhere he chuckled hoarse and left the room, and as he returned only a minute later, he observed me from the doorway leading to the living room part of our suite. You look fucking sexy as you lay there… he moaned softly and tilted his head Damn Evan…. I can't believe I'm married to such a hot piece of ass he chuckled hoarse No seriously… I could observe you for hours!

Evan: I chuckled hoarse Well, can you observe me from over here? I padded my hand on the bed, and chuckled hoarse as he grinned wide and ran to me, showering me with licks and kisses as he embraced me in bed. We laughed and kissed for a minute or two, then our kisses turned more greedy, longing, it was our wedding night, and suddenly I felt myself crave him in whole new ways. I was about to seal the marriage completely… there were always something almost sacred about the wedding night, wasn't there? Wait… can we wait a bit?

Andy: He looked at me hesitating Yeah? uh…

Evan: Don't worry I pointed my tongue at him you will get your dick, just… I chuckled hoarse and shook my head as I quickly got out of bed and made my way to the fire place I just wanna light this okay? I smiled softly at him Let's try to make it a bit romantic at least before we start screwing each others brains out, huh?

Andy: He chuckled hoarse and nodded ❌Short sex scene START - readers must be 18+❌ ❌ (To skip sex scene, scroll till next marking) ❌

Evan: I shook my head softly and chuckled as I turned around and quickly got a nice fire going. As I stood up straight, I can't say I was surprise to find Andy out of bed. He quickly pushed me up against one of the big windows, and in the same move got on his knees. Before I could react, he had already swallowed about half of my boner, sucking it hungry. I moaned deep in surprise and surrendered, as I grabbed his back head and pushed him a bit closer, so I automatically reached a bit deeper inside his throat, moaning loud as I felt myself get dizzy. I was pretty relieved we were high enough up for nobody on the streets to be able to see us… but then again, anyone in the higher floors of the close by buildings, would definitely be able to see us. But for some reason, I didn't mind. I actually almost hoped someone would see us… it somehow seemed to turn me on. That was probably the alcohol, although none of us were drunk. Just light mood. Carefree. I moaned loud as I got more and more carried away, thrusting myself gently inside Andy's throat, making him gag lightly. And just as I felt myself about to cum, I opened my eyes, and at random they were planted on the wall to the next door room. Congo my voice was not much more than a whisper, but I knew Andy had heard me, as he quickly pulled away and looked at me with a cheeky grin

Andy: No, I'm Andy he grinned even wider but good to know where your thoughts are.

Evan: I blushed lightly and felt myself getting shy

Andy: He slowly got on his feet and kissed my lips gently, speaking in an almost whisper Evan… you know… it would be totally okay with me, if you wanted him to join us…

Evan: I looked at him a bit hesitating

Andy: Is that what you want?

Evan: I took a quick look at the wall again I don't know… it's just… I think he might hear us…

Andy: He chuckled hoarse that wouldn't exactly be the first time, would it?

Evan: I blushed a bit more But he's all alone in there… I don't want him to… I mean… but it's our wedding night, and I guess it's only fair we have it to ourselves when you and Congo had yours to yourself… I guess, maybe…

Andy: He pressed a soft palm over my mouth Will you stop over thinking it so much?

Evan: I sighed softly

Andy: Are you ready?…. that's the only real question here… I'm pretty sure we both know it was close enough last time we 3 ended up on the pool table. If we end up in here together…all three of us… I mean… it can only head in one direction… so if you

Evan: I'm ready I felt myself blush bright red

Andy: He slowly moved the hand from my mouth I'm sorry… did you just say?

Evan: I nodded softly

Andy: FUCK YEAH!!! He pinned me up against the window again, kissing me greedy, few minutes later he left the room

Evan: I was nervous. A lot. Once again I felt like it was my first time all over. Just like I had felt the first time with Andy. But at the same time I felt safe, just like I did with Andy. I trusted them both with my life. I guess I kinda got lost in my thoughts, cause as Andy and Congo walked into the room, I found myself on the middle of the floor, just standing there, frozen.

Congo: His hair was wet, and he was already naked, and he looked a bit questioning as he slowly walked towards me

Andy: He grinned wide I found him in the shower with Daniel… I guess he weren't as lonely as we assumed! He quickly jumped up on the bed and laid down on his side, observing me, while gently stroking his boner I'll just be over here… quietly he chuckled cheekily and wiggled his eyebrows. I couldn't help but blush and feel warm all over

Congo: He walked up behind me, and planted a soft loving kiss on my shoulder, wrapping an arm around me, as he gently pressed his other hand into my palm Promise me we take it slow… he continued planting soft kisses all over my shoulder and spine and if it gets to be too much for you, you tell me…

Evan: I moaned softly and nodded. The rest of the night is more or less a blur to me. A wonderful blur of endless orgasms. We started out by joining each other in blowing Congo. After that Congo prepared Andy as I watched them, relaxing with a cig. Then Congo fucked Andy, while he sucked me. I fucked Andy on a chair. Andy fucked me from behind, on the side, on the floor, in front of the roaring fire. And then. In the middle of all the fucking. Congo made love to me. He had been sitting on the floor a while, enjoying a well deserved cig, and as he threw it in the fireplace, I crawled on top of him, kissing him passionately, and then, slowly and very gently, he pushed himself inside me. Making sure I was okay before he started moving. He was big. Much bigger than I had expected. Almost too much. And I nearly told him I couldn't do it. But then he wrapped his arms tight around me and told me the only words I needed to hear

Congo: I got you…

Evan: I completely melted in his arms, moaning out relieved

Congo: He slowly and very gently started moving. And for the next 10 minutes we got completely lost in each other. At times I nearly forgot we weren't alone, if it wasn't for Andy's heated moans and occasional 'fuck yeah's' I would probably have forgotten all about him. I guess that sounds really bad, when it was our wedding night?

Evan: At a point our lovemaking heated up, it became more passionate, the rhythm changed. I felt him strong and veiny inside of me, I felt him give more in. Let go of everything that held him back, and as a small 'fuck me' escaped my lips, he grabbed my hips tightly, lifted me off him, and just as he did, he roughly turned me around and pressed me down over his dick again, so I once again was sitting on top of him, but this time with my back against him. He fucked me like that a few minutes till we both came with loud moans. *It was less painful than I had imagined, and we connected on a whole other level. Deeper. It was almost like feeling all his love float inside me. Of course after that, I was completely done for. So Congo carried me to the bed, still hard I laid down on my back, looking out the window. Dawn had found it's way to Vegas, and the stars were gone. And I observed Vegas slowly wake up as Congo finished Andy.

#unicornmanes #Evan Thompson #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Congo Shaw

[lonestarflight]

I was lucky enough to see Halley's Comet in 1986 by naked eye, would you believe looking through a toilet roll which blocked out street lights and moon in the small rural town of Robertstown in South Australia's north east pastoral district and it was a great sight. I have also been lucky enough to see during the day (getting close to dusk I believe) a shuttle's illuminated flight path travelling from south to north and I was looking to west of Adelaide and not sure what year that was. It could have been first shuttle flight back after Challenger but I can't remember what year. Anyway I would be able to work out which shuttle I saw just by the tracking information or is that a bit hard to be specific?

That's really cool! I was just a baby when the comet came by. I hope to live long enough to see it return.

But to answer your question, there wasn't a shuttle flying at the time. There was one planned (STS-61-E) but due to the Challenger Disaster, the shuttles was grounded.

"Back row: Samuel T. Durrance, Robert A. Parker, Jeffrey A. Hoffman, Ronald A. Parise

Front row: Richard N. Richards, Jon A. McBride, David C. Leestma"

"Columbia was to carry the ASTRO-1 observatory, which would be used to make astronomical observations including observations of Halley's Comet. ASTRO-1 consisted of three ultraviolet telescopes mounted on two Spacelab pallets, controlled by the Instrument Pointing System (IPS) which was first tested on STS-51-F.

After the Challenger disaster, the flight was remanifested as STS-35 and several crew members were replaced. Both Richards and Leestma were reassigned to STS-28 while McBride left NASA in 1989. Vance D. Brand replaced McBride as the commander while Guy S. Gardner and John M. Lounge replaced Richards and Leestma, respectively."

It was planned to launch on March 6, 1986.

source

NASA ID: link, S86-25345

#ask #spiritlowerlight #STS-61-E #STS-61E #Space Shuttle #Space Shuttle Columbia #Columbia #OV-102 #Orbiter #NASA #Space Shuttle Program #Halley's Comet #Sorry for the late reply #it's been a crazy month for me. #Cancelled #Cancelled Mission #my post

[munsonology]

okay okay okay so

He calls you again. It's evening but not as late as the other calls. Its a lil unexpected. There's a noise in the background that's kind of familiar but you aren't sure what it is. He asks if you've been good, which you have (surprisingly). His tone is low as he practically growls into the phone that he's been waiting to taste you again and how he wants to devour you. Immediately, thoughts of doing laundry are forgotten. You lay on your bed. You ask when he'll be back. He gives the noncommittal answer of "soon baby soon"

Soon isnt good enough. Its been DAYS. You tell him you're so wet for him. Ask if you can touch yourself. He chuckles and says "nope" "why not?" He tells you something about how it'll be that much better when he comes back, and you cut him off with "nope". "Excuse you?" Because of course, Eddie isn't going to say excuse me because it isnt HIS fault. "I've been good and you're just being mean. I'm tired of waiting!" He gives you some sort of warning which you listen to but ignore. You just say uh huh. While you start slowly taking off layers of clothes.

"Are you listening to me?" You affirm you are, but you arent. He knows you well enough to know you're lying. This is all Eddie's fault really. He says something that goes in one ear snd out the other.. You don't even care, you just want the clothes off. "Are you going to be good?" "Uhhuh an angel" you don't let the sarcasm into your tone. You would have hung up on him but he beat you to it. Oh well, it allows you to remove your shirt easier.

You're laying in bed, completely naked. Your cunt drenched by how wet you are. You put one finger in, and slowly drag it up to your clit. It feels so fucking good. After not cumming for a week (cause let's be honest, Eddie had spent a hell of a lot of time on that custom car and was tired and then he had been gone for five fucking days), you're surprised at how good it feels. How euphoric. Your muscles start to tense and you can feel the coil start to build, the fire rising in you-

"An angel huh?" Your eyes snap open at the mocking tone coming from the doorway. Eddie is standing there, a glare on his face. The fire hinders. Your hand falters. Ohhhh, the noise you thought was familiar was the sounds of the shop.. Eddie must have stopped in after completing the deal. You barely have time to say his name before he stalks over and grabs your wrist, jerking your hand away from your hole. "Thought i told you not to touch what was mine?" "Pretty sure it belongs to me, if I want to cum i will" wrong answer. His smile is saccharine, and you feel like you're on the edge of your seat. "See i was gonna make you cum over and over but now i don't think i will" your stomach drops. You can feel the tension rising (you even want a punishment st this point you just want his hands on you), and then-

He stands up and walks to your dresser. Which is odd cause any toys you two have js in the bedside table. You look on in confusion, and again Eddie must have a sixth sense, because as you move your hand back towards your pussy he growls out "touch yourself and it will be that much worse for you." You pause. Wavering the line of should you shouldn't you, Eddie turns before you can make a decision.

"Put these on" you tilt your head. In his hands sre your thickest cotton panties. Not cute. Granny panties. Panties you wear on your period. You whine but comply, very confused.

"Since you want to touch yourself, go ahead." What? He gives you the rules, you can't move your hips. You can't move the underwear. You can only touch yourself through your panties. You glare at him and tell him to fuck off. He doesn't like that answer and grabs two more pairs, putting them on you. You finally comply, moreso out of need then wanting to listen. You are so horny. But now? With all the layers? You can't insert your fingers in your hole. You can't easily touch your clit. "Go on baby, since you know whats best for you. Get yourself off"

He knows it isnt the most ideal. Its fuckjng torture. Every time you move your hips to grind on your hand to get more friction, he holds your hips in place and removes your hand. You get so close, but he snatches it away from you. He checks in, asking your colors (always green) You aren't sure how long you've effectively edged yourself. Your eyes are filled with tears. He just coos at you and tells you to get on with it. Your hand is cramping at this point. "Can't do it..need you"

Your spirit? Broken. Of course, not truly broken. You're just willing to comply, wanting to be a good girl again. You NEED him. You don't tell him what to do. He tells you as much. Says its better when you listen to him, thats why you have rules. He tells you he misses his good girl, how he wishes he didn't have to punish you (this is a bold face lie and you both know it, you both love to play). You're eyes are so wet. You wipe away tears, and he slowly kisses some away. You want to apologize but also don't want to say a damn thing, want to give him the silent treatment. The cold shoulder.

He chuckles at your state before slowly going to remove your panties. "You're so wet for me you soaked through 3 pairs?" He shakes his head and gives you a grin before telling you that if you're this wet you better squirt and soak his dick

Oh my Jesus Christ!!!!!!!!! 🤤🫠🫠 this ending had me shook I was not expecting anything here

Took my eyebrows clean off when I saw 3 pairs of GRANNY DRAWLS

And he just dead ass catches you diddling your clidding

But also can you imagine he gives you a pussy wedgie and edges you

He pulls the layers of cotton through your pussy lips, the seam of the panties rubbing against your aching clit. “Can you cum baby? Just from this?” He teases. His wrist moves a bit faster, rubbing you out until he feels the familiar breathy moan of your orgasm. He abruptly stops with a smirk

Or tying and vibing you through those 3 panties and he cuts a pair off each time you hold your squirt back

Or like he plays with your clit through the panties 😭 watches you hump the bed edge, watches you rub your clit through the fabric struggling to cum because it’s just enough to not orgasm

Gives you another wedgie right when you squirt 😭

#eddie munson/reader #eddie munson x female reader #fem reader #eddie munson fem!reader #west coast customs!eddie #selling custom videos #munsonology’s eddieverse #sav’s anons #sav’s mailroom

[mermaidsirennikita]

ARC Review: How to Best A Marquess by Janna MacGregor

4/5. Releases 4/25/2023.

For when you're vibing with... Roadtrip romance, a heavy dose of second chance, hot bathtub scenes, THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED, and a bit of sweetness.

Beth Howell is in trouble. After discovering that her late husband was a bigamist--and that her marriage was never valid--she's socially ruined and financially dependent on her brother, who's on the verge of forcing her to marry an old man. She had a dowry--but her husband ran off with it within days of their marriage. Taking matters into her own hands, she goes on a hunt for the money... and the only man she can think to ask for help? Julian, the Marquess of Grayson: her former fiance.

This took a minute to get going, but once it did, I was quite charmed by the soft-yet-hot chemistry and sense of knowing and longing between our leads. It's a classic second chance, with a good dose of roadtrip romance.

Quick Takes:

--There are certain things you want from a historical roadtrip romance. Tense carriage rides, highwaymen, general mayhem. You get all of this here, but it's a bit... tenser, because Julian and Beth actually know each other quite well and are still not entirely over that whole "ended engagement" thing. The sense of them knowing each other and having both a lot of affection for each other and a lot of unresolved beef is strong with this one.

--If you're a fan of the "hapless man is unable to deny wacky broad anything", this is for you. I am a fan of that dynamic, personally, and it's deliciously clear from the jump that Julian really can't deny Beth much of anything. And part of that is also due to guilt. If it wasn't for him, would she be in this mess at all?

--I will say that I think the "why" of the broken engagement could've been a bit angstier. The general conflicts keeping our couple apart really weren't quite as intense as I would've wanted, but I am nothing if not an angst hound.

--There is a really lovely sense of friendship that really isn't friendship because while they know each other very well and like each other a lot, they also want to fuck like rabbits. I really loved this sort of back and forth they got into fairly early in the book where they just sort of kissed for fun and made flimsy excuses about why they were constantly kissing and how that's actually just a normal thing for pals to do? Just friends being buds, slipping each other some tongue on the regular. It's nonsense reasoning, and I was digging it.

--There is a thing relating to the dead bigamist husband that I found to be a bit... much, but it's pretty minor. You'll know it when you see it.

--A lot of the dynamic in this book is "who you are in the eyes of others and how you're perceived by them versus who you are with someone who truly knows the soul of you". It's very touching, and I was about it.

--The flirting is a LOT. You get all the casual kissing, the There's Only One Bed thing, them trying to catch glimpses of each other naked all the time. It really feels like you're reading about two people with a decade's worth of unresolved sexual tension.

The Sex Stuff:

There are several sex scenes in this book, and while they aren't super lengthy, they are well done, and the sexual tension leading up to them is very good. There's one scene (the bath shenanigans!!!) that was just so decadent and caring and all about the spoiling, and that was... quite nice. I did not expect that from Julian, to be real.

This is the end to a trilogy, and I would actually say each book is better than the last, which is always nice. There's a gentle, soft sense to Janna's writing style, which doesn't always work for me--but with her, it does. It's a lovely read.

Thanks to Netgalley and St. Martin's Press for providing me with a copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

#romance novel blogging #arc reviews #netgalley #book recs #book reviews #books

[peakypoet]

@look-at-the-soul

@gypsy-girl-08

@cillmequick

@watercolorskyy

@stevie75

One shot- Surprise Scare

Warnings: 18+. Cussing. Smut. Anal. Minors don't read.

Tommy has been wanting to dress like a ghost. When he was a boy most of his friends were ghosts for Halloween. He was Frankenstein. Reason is because he loves how they sneak up on people. Two he wants to scare you, while you're watching T.V. Three he's going to be naked underneath. Other thing he's fantasized this. You yourself didn't know of his plan. He only does.

Dressing Up

Tommy pulls up in the driveway in his red jaguar f type and parks.  You watch T.V. not knowing he's home. Tommy starts taking his clothes off in the car.  He looks around so no one can see him. It was pitch black outside anyways. No one can't really see him unless they have x-ray vision. He keeps looking around as he gets his final piece of clothing off. That clothing was his underwear.

" Here we are", Tommy whispers to himself grabbing the white sheet.

He puts it over him with ease. The blanket had two big black holes drawn in the middle of it. He looks in the car mirror at himself.

" I make a great ghost", Tommy says to himself with a grin.

He carefully gets out of the car. " Please don't see me", Tommy whispers closing the car door without being heard.

Then he walks to the door. He looks around from inside the sheet. No one is around still. Tommy carefully gets the secret key from under the carpet. The key was gold and black. He goes to put the key in the door. Tommy carefully opens it. He squints his eyes for hopes of not alerting you. He walks in silent as a ghost; closing the door quiet as a mouse. Tommy quietly walks the hall with his arms by his side. He hears that the volume is up on the t.v., so he slowly makes his way toward you.

You still stay interested in watching T.V. You was watching Ghost Hunters. The crew was walking around a haunted cemetery. It was getting interesting. A crew member was talking to a ghost on there. Plus you have the T.V. loud where you couldn't hear no one. Also, you were unaware of your surroundings.

Eventually, you decide to lay on the floor, so you can see the t.v. really good. You prop your arms on the blue pillow. Your bare bottom is visible because you're wearing a short red nightie with no underwear. Tommy always wanted you to wear red a lot because it looks good on you.

Tommy follows the light coming from the t.v. His mind wanders on the thought of fucking your ass; as you watch t.v. He feels his cock get hard. " Mmm", Tommy utters like a ghost. He makes sure you didn't hear him. You really didn't. Your focus was the t.v.

Then he reaches the living area. He walks slowly to the back of the sofa. Tommy sees you laying there with your purt ass on display. He feels his cock twitching at the sight of it. He reaches to the front of the sofa where you lay. His sheet gently touches your foot as he gets near you.You feel something brush your foot, but don't think much of it. You think it's the air hitting your foot. One is that the fan was on.  You stay focused on the t.v. still. The crew was walking near graves on the show. Some of the graves was at least a 100 years old or more.

Tommy slowly gets down on the floor right near your ass. His cock sticks straight out from under the sheet. You feel something fall on your legs. It feels very soft like a blanket. You start to feel scared because someone is here, but who. He sees you look at the side of the t.v. Tommy decides to talk like a ghost.

" Boo my love", Tommy says in a scary voice.

You turn around quickly. " You scared the shit out of me", you say with a slight frown.

" I can see, but I wanted to surprise you", Tommy says looking at you through the sheet.

" How you get in here anyways?", you ask watching him.

" I got in by using the key love", Tommy says sincerely.

" Also, I snuck in too", Tommy adds.

" I didn't even hear you", you say with surprise.

You look at the sheet noticing something sticking straight out.

" I see you have a hard on", you say looking at his cock.

" I've been thinking about you love", Tommy says softly.

" I can imagine", you say looking at him.

" I want to fuck your ass as you watch t.v", Tommy says taking the sheet off.

" Very sexy ghost man", you say taking in the sight of his naked body.

" Only for you", Tommy moans softly.

You raise your ass up higher, putting it against his cock.

" Let me prepare you love", Tommy says spitting onto your ass hole.

You utter a cute moan at him. Then he inserts two fingers into your hole slowly. He fingers your ass at a slow pace. You start moving back and forth on his fingers. His fingers go in and out.

" Feels so good", you moan looking at the t.v.

" I see your hole is nice and big love", Tommy says looking at your hole.

" Ready for my cock?", Tommy asks watching you.

" Fuck yess I am", you moan with pleasure.

Then Tommy pulls his fingers out of your asshole. He looks at wide your hole is.  Smiling at your ass, Tommy enters your ass inch by inch. His cock was 8in. You moan passionately as he enters you. His cock stretches your anal walls.

" Your ass is made for my cock love", Tommy moans softly.

He starts fucking your ass slow. You moan watching the t.v. His big balls hit your ass.

" Fuckk", you moan passionately. Then you start moving with his cock as he fucks you. You keep up with his pace. Tommy smacks your ass lightly. You love it when Tommy does that. It's like he worships your ass, but he loves every part of you.

He starts fucking you faster. Your moans get louder. You stop moving with him and let him take charge. He moans your name as he pounds your ass endlessly. His big balls smack your ass harder; turning you on even more. You start losing interest with the t.v. because Tommy has your attention. He leans over to place kisses along your back. You smile and moan at him.

Your anal walls get looser the more he fucks you.

Sounds of sex grow louder as time goes by.

" I'm so close love", Tommy moans looking at you.

" Me too", you moan closing your eyes.

Tommy makes a grunting noise and cums in your ass. His seed paints your anal walls.

Then you cum with your legs shaking from ecstasy; moaning his name.

" That was sexy", Tommy moans softly as he pulls out.

" It was", you say coming down from your high.

You feel his cum leak from you, but you just keep it there.

Then you plop back down on the floor again.

Tommy takes a tissue from the table to clean his cock off. He tosses it into the trash can near by.

" Happy Halloween love", Tommy says laying next to you.

" You too", you say giving him a kiss.

Tommy kisses you back putting his arm around you.

" Want to watch t.v. with me Tommy?", you ask looking at him.

" Yes love, for more scares", Tommy says with a cute laugh smiling at you.

The End

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[purplegirl20]

Fever Dream

Pairing: Edge x Self-Insert (Me) with mentions Damian Priest and Rhea Ripley.

Summary: I was trying to get some sleep as I develop a fever.

Warning: (SMUT 18+)

Tagging: @ghoulsister1 @omg-im-such-a-masochist @babiidee28 @sparkleva25 @alicejoaquin1990 @vintage-pvssy @ashkrystal @theworldofotps @nyc-kyra-93 @ziasaph @priestparty @queenzay @sultryfandoms @auburnwrites @windhamsrotunda@rheaanddamianfan@theclawdeen1442 @tmt-77 @blueberryomega

June 10th.

It was a rainy Friday morning. I was in bed, coming come with a case of fever of 102°F. I was shivering and sneezing under my huge comforter.

Shaynell:(groans) I can't believe that I got sick from this.

Tissues was littered everywhere on my bed.

Shaynell:(sneezes) ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!

I grabs my tissue box and grabs some more tissues to blow my nose.

Shaynell:(sniffling) Unbelievable.

I grabs another comforter to make myself warm.

Shaynell:(groans) Please give me some sleep.

I starts drifting on and off from consciousness until I fall asleep to a deep slumber.

A few hours later...

I suddenly felt warmth on my body. As I was trying to sleep, I heard the sounds of bird chirping.

Shaynell:(groans)

I fully opens my eyes and saw the blue sky. I tried to speak up but I couldn't.

Shaynell:(muffled) What the hell?

I look down and myself naked and bound to a large padded St. Andrew cross in a middle of a rose garden.

Shaynell:(muffled) What the fuck??

I tried to get out of my bondage but to no avail.

Shaynell:(thinking) Where am I? How did I got here? Why I'm naked in the middle of rose garden?

"Boston cream."

Shaynell:(gasp) Who's there?

I turn my head to see where the voice is coming from.

Shaynell:(muffled) Hello? Is anyone's there? Damian? Edge?

Then I heard rustling from the bushes.

Shaynell:(muffled) Hello? Hello?

Then I saw a nude muscular man, wearing a golden bedazzled wolf mask. He walked up to me and let his fingers caress my naked body, causing me to whimper.

Shaynell:(muffled) Who's are you?

Mysterious Man: You do love asking questions, don't you?

He then remove his mask. I quickly gasp when I recognize his face.

Shaynell:(muffled) Edge?

Edge:(chuckling) In the living flesh, Boston cream.

He then removed the gag from my mouth and kiss me on the lips.

Shaynell and Edge:(moans)

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles.

Edge:(moans) Boston cream.

As we were being intimate together, he starts tweaking my hershey kiss nipples without breaking the kiss.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles. I miss you.

Edge:(chuckling) I miss you too.

He smirks and starts sucking my tits.

Shaynell:(blushing) Edge...

Edge:(chuckling) You taste so delicious.

Shaynell:(giggling)

He moves his lips away from my tits, causing me to whine.

Shaynell:(whines) No. Why did you stop? Don't stop.

He bend down and starts eyeing at my feet.

Shaynell:(gasp) Edge? What do you think you do- HAHAHAHAHAHA.

He starts tickling my feet, causing me laugh and squirm hysterically.

Shaynell:(laughing) Hahahaha.

Edge:(baby talk) Tickle,tickle, tickle!

Shaynell:(laughing) Sprinkles! Stop it! I'm ticklish!

Edge:(smirks) I know.

He continue tickling my feet, making me giggle and squirm even more.

Edge:(chuckling) Your precious toes are all mine.

Shaynell:(laughing) STOP! I'M GONNA-AHHH!

I felt my pussy pulsates as it leak its sticky essence.

Edge:(chuckling) Aw. You already spills your nectar for me. How generous of you.

He smirks and going down on me, causing me to gasp and moan.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles!

Edge:(chuckling) You taste so sweet, my little Boston cream.

Shaynell:(whimpering) Sprinkles..

He smirks and spread my Pussy lips and starts fingering me.

Shaynell:(moans) AHH!

Edge:(chuckling) My, my. Your pussy is hungry for my fingers.

He continue teasing me by rubbing my sensitive nub.

Shaynell:(moans) OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!

Edge:(chuckling) You're so ready.

He slowly get up and I quickly saw his cock getting stiffer.

Shaynell:(gasp)

He unshackles my feet and props my feet up.

Edge:(chuckling) You see my cock getting hard for you? It's crying to get inside your wet pussy.

He position himself and let his cock slide inside me, causing me to gasp.

Shaynell:(gasp)

Edge:(grunts) Such a perfect size for my cock.

He continue fucking me hard and rough.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles.

Edge:(chuckling) You miss my cock?

Shaynell:(squeaks) Yes.

Edge: I can't hear you.

Shaynell:(screams) YES! I WANT IT! I WANT IT IN ME!

Edge:(grunt) Good answer.

He smirks and continue fucking me.

Shaynell:(moans) OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!

As I felt my wet wall being pleasure with his cock, I felt it clenched onto his long, thick shaft.

Shaynell:(moans) Let me cum. PLEASE LET ME CUM!

Edge:(grunts) Your wish is my command, Boston cream.

He continue thrusting and pounding while vigorously rubbing my sensitive clit.

Shaynell:(moans) I'm gonna cum! PLEASE LET ME CUM! LET ME FUCKING CUM!

The sound of his grunting turns carnal by the second.

Edge:(grunts) I'm getting closer. I'M GETTING CLOSER! I'M GETTING CL- AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Shaynell:(screams) AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Our love juice mixes together as climax together. My body instantly limps as my orgasm quickly passes.

Shaynell:(panting)

My legs starting to get wobbly, trying to stand up.

Edge quickly unshackle me from my bondage and gently set me on the soft grass.

Shaynell:(blushing) Sprinkles.

Edge:(softly) Boston cream.

He leans towards me and passionately kiss me, making me moan and blush.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles?

Edge:(moans) Yea?

Shaynell:(moans) Don't leave me.

Edge: I'll never leave you. No matter that.

Shaynell:(blushing)Sprinkles. Thank you.

Edge: I have a favor to ask you.

Shaynell: What is it?

Edge: Wake up.

Shaynell: Wake up?

Edge: Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP!

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

Shaynell:(gasp)

I quickly was sweating and hyperventilating. I look around and saw Rhea at my bedside.

Shaynell: Rhea? What you doing here? How you got into my house?

Rhea: Damian lends me his spare keys to your house.

Shaynell:(thinking) Damian.

Rhea: Where have you been? Damian has been worried sick about you. He told me to look after you while he's gone.

Shaynell:(groans) Rhea. I'm fine. (sneezes)

Rhea: You don't look fine.

She placed her hand on top of my forehead.

Rhea: Jesus christ! You're burning up!

(phone vibrating)

Rhea: Hold on. Someone's calling me.

She quickly picks up her phone.

Rhea: Hello? Oh hey Damian. Yea. I'm here at your girlfriend's house. Do you want to talk to her? Alright.

Rhea: He want to speak to you.

She gives me her phone to to speak to Damian.

Shaynell:Hello?

Damian: Mija, where have you been? I haven't see you since Monday! I was worried sick!

Shaynell:(groans) Sorry. I've been under the feeling under the weather. And besides, you're busy being an ambassador for the Puerto Rican pride parade. (Sneezes)

Damian: Mija. Are you sick?

Shaynell: I'm fine. It just a fever. (sneezes)

Damian: Mija. Take it easy. Let's Rhea will take care of you and don't do anything.

Shaynell:(sighs) Alright.

Damian: And Mija?

Shaynell: Yea?

Damian:(deep voice) Don't you ever ghost me again or you will suffer the consequence.

His deep voice instantly sends chills down to my spine. He quickly hung up.

I quickly give Rhea's phone back. She quickly sanitize her phone with baby wipes.

Rhea: I'll order some Ramen noodles and mochi ice cream for us and we'll relax together.

Shaynell: Ok.

She smiles and left the room to place an order. I'll lay down on my bed to try to relax.

Shaynell:(thinking) Buñuelos. What have gotten into you?

I continue looking at the ceiling as try to fight the fever and to process about Damian's attitude.

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