#300 sleepover !!

[sorchathered]

Heartbreaks & Happy Birthdays

Happy sleepover Saturday y’all, I thought I’d kick it off with a miracle, yes you are seeing this right I wrote a fic for Bradley! @roosterforme I know you are somewhere victory dancing 😂. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Pairing- Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x reader

Warnings- drinking, allusions to smut, language, angst.

Summary- you throw Bradley a birthday party and it ends in disaster, can you move past it or is it time to let him go?

It had started out as such a good weekend, for the life of him he couldn’t figure out when it went wrong.

Bradley had turned 37 on Thursday and you’d agreed to spend the weekend with him, getting off of work early Thursday to cook his favorite dinner (a recipe of Carole’s you’d found in storage) and treating him to a fancy new lingerie set that had been an absolute hit, you even let him take some pictures and videos for his next deployment which he couldn’t wait to watch over and over again on nights when he couldn’t hold you close. You were his sweet quiet girl and although the two of you couldn’t be more different it just made sense when you were together, he brought out a side of you that no one else could, he was a live wire, his bright smile and infectious energy captivated everyone who interacted with him but when he was with you? It was like puzzle pieces snapping in to place, a perfect mix of yin and yang that just fit seamlessly.

You and a few members of his squad had been planning him a surprise party for weeks, you’d mostly let Phoenix handle all the invites and had thrown yourself into decorating and finding a caterer, even Jake had helped by asking one of his buddies to dj for the night, the country club the boys played golf at had graciously let you rent the conference room and it was sure to be an evening to remember.

Friday night came and you had convinced him that he was just going out for dinner at the restaurant in the clubhouse with a few of his friends, dressed in a floral button down with some black slacks he looked like he’d stepped right out of a magazine, you were having trouble keeping your thoughts together as he pulled into the lot in his shiny blue bronco, swollen biceps stretching the soft material from all the pushups he’d been doing lately. You hadn’t even realized he’d been talking to you until he stroked your cheek, eyebrow cocked and a knowing smile on his face, of course he could see right through you, he knew you’d been checking him out. “Oh Bradley I’m so sorry, I don’t know where my head was, what did you say?” He chuckled as he unbuckled you and pulled you across the bench seat by your waist, rucking up the sides of your sundress as you went, using his massive left hand to curl around your jaw and the back of your neck as he kissed you breathless, running the other hand up your back and shoulder as he ran his tongue along your lips and you opened for him with a breathy moan, tongues tangled together and reducing you to a puddle. He pulled away much sooner than you would have liked, causing a whine to tear from your throat as you chased his lips. “I know it, I’m gonna take my time with you later sweetness but you did all this planning for dinner so let’s go eat and then I can have my dessert.”

When you made a sharp turn towards the conference room he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, but quickly realized what you were up to as the doors were thrown open to everyone yelling surprise at him. He’d never had a surprise party, hell he hadn’t had a birthday party since he was a kid, he couldn’t believe that everyone had pulled this together under his nose, the boys quickly drug him away for a drink and you and Phoenix just laughed at how excited he looked. It looked like just about everyone Bradley worked with was here, including quite a few people you’d never seen before, but it was expected really; your boyfriend never seemed to meet a stranger and that much was evident by the wall to wall crowd dancing the night away. Somehow he’d pulled you into the middle of the dance floor, twirling you around the floor and kissing you breathless amongst the sweaty bodies and flashing lights, it should have been overwhelming but he always seemed to make you feel comfortable in the most vulnerable situations.

You finally excused yourself and headed for the rest room, you were sure you looked a mess and as you checked yourself over in the mirror you were definitely right. Kiss swollen lips and smudged lipstick, hair all in disarray and you giggled to yourself at the thought of what was to come later that night. As you stepped into the stall you heard a group coming in behind you, no doubt doing the same as you but when you heard them talking you realized they were gossiping about you. “I really don’t get it, she’s a librarian or something right? Could she be any more boring looking?” One said to the other and you could hear her friend agreeing, “I mean at least when you guys were hooking up it made sense, you both have so much in common, I’m sure he’ll get bored eventually Lisa don’t even worry about it, she can’t honestly think they’re going to last.”

You were so humiliated, had you really come off as plain and uninteresting? Was Bradley bored of you? You thought things were going so well and yes you had honestly been thinking about what a future with him might hold, it had only been six months but you’d never felt so loved by anyone. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as you waited for them to leave, finally it got quiet and the booming music filtered through the room as someone opened the door, unlocking the stall you made your way out of the door only to realize the girl who had apparently hooked up with your boyfriend was still preening over herself in the mirror. You swiped your eyes with a tissue as you felt your skin flush and prickle, knowing her eyes were on you. She capped her lipstick and fussed with her hair, giving you a once over as she stepped towards the door. “No offense sweet pea, you seem nice but what Bradley needs is someone wild; a big personality to match his and you just aren’t that. You won’t be enough, he needs more than just a quiet wallflower to keep his attention, I’d enjoy it while it lasts if I were you.”

It felt like you’d been slapped, you couldn’t even bring yourself to respond as more tears came, you needed to get out of here; the room was spinning and you couldn’t get a deep breath, you stumbled out into the crowded space only to see that same girl with her hand on Bradley’s arm, you didn’t stick around to see anything else, your heart couldn’t bear it. Opening the ride share app you typed in your address and thanked the stars that there was only a two minute wait, typing out a half ass apology about feeling sick to Bradley and Natasha as you cried all the way home.

By the time Bradley got your message you were long gone, he had been wandering around looking for you but no one seemed to know where you’d been. He stepped outside and called you immediately but it went to voicemail, trying again with the same result. He messaged you ask if you needed him to come to you, but you replied that he should enjoy the party and that you needed to sleep, and as torn as he was he trusted that everything was ok, promising to bring you breakfast in the morning and spend the day with you. You’d cried until you couldn’t anymore and then had the worst sleep you’d had in ages, waking up to a pounding headache and knocking at your door. It was nearly 10 am, you weren’t the sleeping in type and when you checked your phone you had a litany of missed calls and texts. You groaned as you trudged down the hall to your door, not bothering to see who it was before you opened it, only to be met with the honey brown eyes of your ridiculously handsome boyfriend, coffee and a donut from your favorite shop in hand as he looked you over. “Oh baby you look like you feel awful, come on let’s get you back in bed, dr. Bradshaw has exactly what you need.” He’d said with a wink, he was acting as though everything was normal but you couldn’t bring yourself to reciprocate, just shrugging lightly and letting him usher you back to bed.

You’d let him in and settled into bed with him as he turned on a movie, but your smile wasn’t meeting your eyes and he could barely get a word out of you. He was really starting to worry that he’d done something wrong, but no matter how he wracked his brain he was coming up with nothing.

He’d told you once that when you smiled at him it was like you held all the answers in the universe in that one look, like you could solve any problem with a kiss and make everything ok. He wanted to be that for you, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out what was wrong. You’d all but turned away from him in bed and fallen asleep halfway through the movie, leaving him even more confused than before, you’d planned him an elaborate party and now you wanted nothing to do with him? What the hell was going on?

When you woke a few hours later you felt more yourself, but turning over in bed to find it empty sent worry through you all over again. “Bradley?” You called as you came down the hall, hearing the drone of the tv you sighed in relief as you found him texting on his phone while some basketball game played in the background. He gave you a small smile and held his arms out for you, but you hesitated; and he noticed. “Ok, you gotta talk to me baby I’m completely lost here, what is going on with you? We were aces yesterday and now you don’t want to touch me, I can’t fix it if I don’t know why it’s broken honey, you gotta give me something.” Your eyes welled up with tears again as you plopped down on the couch, if Bradley had been confused he was even more so now. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I know I probably ruined everything. I know I’m not the prettiest or the most fun to hang out with but I want so badly to be enough for you and I’m worried that you’ll get tired of me.” You couldn’t meet his gaze, and he was looking at you like you’d grown a third eye, his handsome features scrunched up in confusion as he tried to process what you meant. “Baby have I been making you feel like that? Shit if I have I’m so sorry-“

“Wha-no! You haven’t at all, it’s just there was this girl last night at the party, she said you guys had dated and that I wasn’t your type, and then I saw you talking with her at the party and I just- I couldn’t stand it. Thinking that I was holding you back from being who you are, I never want to be that to you.” You were staring very intently at your hands when you saw his come in to view and wrap them around you, pulling you to face him. “That girl that you’re talking about, was it Lisa?” You nodded and he rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw so hard it looked like he might snap it. “Honey I never dated her, we had a drunken hookup one time and I told her she wasn’t my type, I don’t know what the hell she said to you but she’s dead wrong. You’re everything to me, and if you’d waited around long enough last night you would’ve seen the surprise I had planned for you.”

Now it was your turn to look confused, why would he have planned something for you on his birthday? But as you looked up at him he knelt on the floor, producing a small box from his pocket. “I mean it sweet girl, you’re everything I want and I had planned on asking you this last night but you vaporized before I got the chance. I don’t need some wild free spirit, I need someone to keep me on solid ground, someone who loves me for who I really am and not the persona I have to put out to everyone around me. I want quiet nights and dancing in the kitchen and maybe one day a house full of little ones but I want it with you. So if you still want that, will you be my wife?” He was crying now too, this perfect man was everything you’d ever dreamed of and you’d nearly let something so trivial take it from you. You didn’t have to think of an answer, surging forward into his arms as you both toppled to the floor, laughing and kissing as he placed his mother’s engagement ring on your finger. All he needed was right here, warmth and love and happiness, he couldn’t think of a better birthday present than you.

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[the-record]

OH NY GODD, TRACING OVER ELLIES SCARS AND MASSAGING THEM, THAT'D BE SOOOO CUTE!!

CHER BABE YESSSSSS

you could absolutely break my heart, thats how i know that we’re in love

“and this one?”

it was a lazy sunday, spent lounging in bed as the sun came up and went down. you’d noticed a little scar on ellies stomach and couldn’t help but ask where it came from, and if there were more.

“hm, that one? i think thats from broken glass. tripped over my foot on a patrol and f- are you laughing at me?” she held your wrist in her hand, stopping your lazy movements and forced you to look at her. “laughing at my serious injuries? wow, i see how it is.”

“no my love! youre just... that was kinda stupid.” you giggled again and she couldn’t help but join in.

“god i know.” she realesed your wrist, moving her hand to rub circles on your hip.

i don’t need the symbol of a scar. so put down the knife, we’re not swapping blood

you traced over the scar before you remembered the biggest one, the one she covered with the tattoo on her forearm. “what about this one?” you looked up at her as your finger glided over it.

“you know about that one?” she smiled, pinching your hip. “you wanna hear the story again?” you nodded, an easy smile on your lips. “well, there was this old friend and an abandoned mall. we were all told it was full of infected, but riley, she had to find out herself. and so she did, and when she realized it was not, she brought me.

“im telling you the place was magic. the arcade was my favorite, they have so many cool games and lights. and the halloween store was pretty cool too.” she takes a breath, steadying herself. “and we were dancing around to some music from my walkman, and this infected comes out of fucking nowhere, scared us to death. and we both got bit.” you lay your head down on her chest, pulling her close. “obviously i made it. im the beautiful person you’re lying on now.” she laughs, making you laugh too.

“youre such a dork.” it was quiet for a bit, just the sound of the sheep. “im really sorry el... about riley. and the bite. you deserve better.”

“good thing ive got better.” she presses a kiss to your head, wrapping her arms around you tighter.

isn’t it enough that we stripped down to our skin?

i love soft ellie 🤍

#! 300 sleepover ! #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie tlou #ellie williams tlou #tlou part 2

[toxicbrothel]

POV

300 words. I8+ noncon somnophilia, stalking

Ghostface was following you, and your date was finally ending.  He wasn’t really planning on doing anything tonight. He wanted to let you miss him. . . until he saw you kiss the guy goodnight, and even let him grab your ass? Ghostface couldn’t let that go. He put on his mask, then reached in the glovebox for his emergency switchblade and flicked it open. He almost forgot to put on his gloves. He waited until you were driving off, then practically flew across the parking lot, taking long strides with his robe flowing behind him. 

“Have a good time?” Ghostface asked your date.

Your date dropped his keys and flattened himself with his back against his car, terrified. Ghostface wrapped his hand around the man’s neck and savored the look of fear in his eyes. “Too bad there won’t be a second date,” he taunted before slashing the man’s throat. Ghostface let him slump onto the pavement, then cleaned the blade with his glove and left the man gurgling on the ground as he bled out. 

Now, to deal with you. Ghostface was nothing, if not patient. . . when he wanted to be. And he had something special in mind for you. He waited until you were fast asleep, then let himself into your house. He crept into your bedroom and palmed himself as he watched you sleep. You rolled over, then let out a little sigh, and it made his dick rock-hard. He got onto your bed and pulled the covers off you. He couldn’t help but moan softly when he saw you were naked. Good. You let out an unsatisfied grunt, but didn’t wake up. He pulled his sweatpants down under his balls, and nudged your legs apart. Then he covered your mouth with his gloved hand. You grunted into his glove, and your eyes blinked open. 

“Dreaming of me, princess?”

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thank you for reading! and thank you @milla-frenchy for the compelling pic 💕💕

PSA: this is my only ghostface on this acct, but i do have some on main, most notoriously every inch

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[seriowan]

Hey! Congrats on 300!!!! Well earned!!!

How about Fives with 5, 17, & 30 🥰

(all i have to say is that i had wayyyyy too much fun with this one. for reference, unholy by sam smith was on repeat the entire time that i was writing this. enjoy! + thank u for ur patience!! ♡ )

masterlist ♡

FIVES x F!READER 5. gagging w/panties 17. overstimulation 30. ❝ make me ❞ w/c: 3.9k 18+

A lot can happen in an hour if you’re spontaneous enough. 

   For instance, an hour ago, you were in your matching pajama set with a gooey gel facemask on and tooka cat socks, preparing for a night of self-care with Corellian tunes playing through the radio and a steamy novel downloaded to your datapad. An hour ago, you poured yourself a glass of wine, and just as you were about to sit down in your comfy bed, your roommate Nini burst through your bedroom door with that grin - the one that generally meant nothing good. 

   An hour later, you were in a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt that wasn’t even yours, sporting a GAR beanie to keep your ears warm and knee-high socks that were painfully too big. Each of them belonged to the clones that sat with you on the floor of an empty transport shuttle. Since curfew had long since passed, there were only a handful of soldiers that snuck to the shuttle with Senator Amidala painted on its side. Only the few who would risk it. 

   But that was a rather dark rabbit hole that you willfully chose to avoid. 

   Instead, you preferred to focus on the flickering lantern placed at the center of the circle. It was an unspoken rule that the volume within the shuttle would remain quiet enough to hear the faint hum coming from the flickering light, but the occasional laugh and snort would slip, quickly silenced with a chorus of hushes. Nini and Jesse sat beside one another, sharing a partially empty bottle of neon blue liquid. To Jesse’s right sat Kix, scrolling through the datapad that he occasionally showed to two new faces that you’d just met - Waxer and Boil, members of the 212th. 

   Next to them sat Echo and the girl that had him blushing for a decent duration of the night. You didn’t catch her name but she seemed sweet. Sweet enough to acknowledge you with a smile and invite you to sit by her side. Sweet enough to kiss Echo on the cheek when they made eye contact and he began to stutter over his words. 

   To your right was Echo’s batchmate and twin, Fives - the one person in the circle who took unending pleasure in making your life utterly complicated. 

   Sure, you met up with him dozens of times already, but each time ended up with him teasing you on your hair or your clothes or even the way you would give someone a certain look when they annoyed you. How he noticed everything, you weren’t even sure, but you couldn’t care. Fives was annoying in the purest sense. The dictionary definition of a tease, from the cheeky grin on his face to the wiggle of his brows whenever you were irritated. 

   Tonight, he sat by your side with his shoulder pressed against yours, chatting with Hardcase about an upcoming mission to a planet that you already forgot the name of. It was his shirt that you were wearing; Hardcase’s beanie on your head; Kix’s socks on your feet to ‘regulate your body temperature’, as he so eloquently put it. 

   You ignored the fact that Fives huffed through his nose once you slipped the beanie and socks on. You also chose to ignore the sudden twist in your stomach when Fives first sat by you, nudging your side with a stupidly attractive smile on his lips. 

   Can’t let you get too comfortable, he had said. You narrowed your eyes, making him laugh, and that was it. With a turn of his head, he faced Hardcase and for the next few minutes, spoke with him as if you didn’t exist. 

   You were left alone to stare at the humming lantern, contemplating when it was time to go home. 

   As if noticing the energy in the room was beginning to dwindle, Nini’s lightbulb flickered on once more. 

   She caught everyone’s attention by sliding the lantern to the side, a cheshire grin on her lips as she replaced it with the empty bottle. “Alright wenches, time to get risky.” 

   “Half of us here are related,” Kix immediately interjected with a frown. “There will be no getting risky over here.” 

   “I wasn’t suggesting that,” she said with a grimace. “I mean it’s time to up the stakes and play some games. How about truth or dare? Whoever gets the top is the executioner and the bottom is the victim.” 

   Fives’ attention was caught instantly. It was like a hook suddenly snagged him by the cheek, turning his head fast enough to give you whiplash. “I’m in, but only if I get to go first.” 

   You rolled your eyes. Of course.

   They all agreed with nods and hums of approval, kickstarting the game of truth or dare that would result with Jesse stripped down to his gray briefs (much to Nini’s delight), Kix having to reshave his hair off, Waxer and Nini changing outfits, Echo’s make-out session with his date, and Boil’s naked sprint across the tarmac. It took every ounce of strength to keep yourself from snorting over the slap slap slap of his bare feet against the concrete. 

   Near the end of the hour, it was Nini’s turn to spin the glass bottle. She gave you a narrow-eyed smile, pointing a finger at the imaginary bullseye she pinned to your forehead.

“This one’s for you babydoll," she promised. 

   “Yeah right,” you snorted, rolling your eyes. Fate had kept you safe this far, what was one more-

   “Fuck yes!” 

   You spoke too soon. To your horror, the bottle’s end was facing you while the open tip faced the one and only Nini. Groaning already put you in hot water but the look on Nini’s face, the one that only turned into an evil smile as she glanced at Fives, was definitely not assuring. 

   “Alright sweet stuff,” she grinned innocently. “I dare you and Fives to have seven minutes of heaven in the transport next to us.” 

   Heat flooded your face in an instant. You clenched your jaw, fearful that anything you’d say would only make her dare worse. If you complained, you knew Nini would add something mortifying. If you were quick to agree, Fives would never let you live it down. If you denied it and asked for another dare, you’d embarrass yourself.

   After a moment of hesitation, you lazily nodded. “Alright, but what’s to say that I won’t knock him out and leave him unconscious for the full seven minutes?” 

   Echo snickered. “I’m sure he’d love that either way.” 

   Fives glared while Nini joined in on the laughter. “Okay, since you’re so certain about providing proof, both of you have to come back with hickies or else Fives has to give you a lapdance.” 

   You didn’t hesitate to bounce to your feet, dragging Fives up by his hand. “No thanks. I’ll do the seven minutes. And you better have a goddamn timer.” 

   Kix raised his datapad with a sly smile. You sighed and muttered a few curses under your breath, squeezing Fives’ two fingers before dragging him to the shuttle’s doors. Jesse turned the lantern off, shushing Hardcase’s uncontrollable laughter. The look of irritation on your face must’ve been the comedic highlight of the night. 

   The door slid open, metal scraping against metal. It echoed, loud and daunting through the empty hangar. 

   Everyone froze, holding their breaths as the echo dissolved. Once it became silent enough to hear a pin drop, you let go of Fives’ hand and tip-toed to the neighboring shuttle. Fives slid the door open, gesturing for you to jump inside with an overly-excited nod before joining himself. It was closed in tandem with the other ship, minimizing the amount of noise in the hangar while beginning the seven minute timer. 

   It took your eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness. Without the collective body heat to warm up the ship’s interior, you trembled like a leaf. Even shirtless, Fives didn’t seem bothered. You rubbed your hands up and down your arms, forcing heat through friction, while Fives placed his hands against his chiseled hips, peeking through the window to glance at the lantern-lit ship next door. 

   He aimed a middle finger outside and you smiled, rolling your eyes. 

   “We’re wasting time.” You tried your best to sound annoyed, but the heavy thrum-thrum-thrum of your heart whispered liar over and over. 

   Fives gave you a loose smile. “Someone’s in a hurry.” 

   “To get out here? Sure.” 

   Sometimes you’d forget how much space Fives could take up in a room. Sometimes he’d be that annoying boy with that annoying smile, tugging on the ends of your hair or muttering something under his breath just to get a rise out of you. 

   It was moments like this that reminded you just who Fives really was. Standing in front of you, looking down at you like you were a butterfly caught in his perfectly spun web. His lips curled in a grin, showing pearly teeth and a mischievous glint in his eye. He sucked the air out of the room just as easily as he breathed adrenaline into you, riling you up with irritation, anticipation, and that nagging little fire that dropped lower and lower with every close breath. 

   You ground your teeth, jaw clenched tight as you tilted your head to look him in the eye. 

   He smirked. 

   “You first.” 

   Your brows furrowed. “Nini never said anything about me making the moves here, sweetheart.” 

   “Aw,” he curled his lip in a faux pout. “That’s no fun. What happened to playing fair?” 

   Playing fair. When did Fives ever play fair? He didn’t play fair when you were on a com call with your boss, moaning in the background like he was getting the best blowjob of his life. He didn’t play fair when you caught his flirty smile during a senatorial banquet, all while he was flirting with one of your coworkers. He was a player, a dirty trickster, and he never once gave you the impression that he played fair.

   But neither did you. 

   Your scowl slowly softened into a smile. 

   “Alright,” you shrugged. “I’ll go first.” 

   You took a step towards the shuttle’s window, exhaled until the glass fogged, and slapped your hand against it. 

   “Oh, Fives,” you moaned loudly, causing his eyes to widen and his mouth to pop open. “Oh gods, right there, right there! God, that’s so good-!” 

   Your moans were cut off when Fives clamped his hand over your mouth, roughly pulling your back to his chest. His lips hovered over your ear as he hissed, “What the kriff are you doing? Are you trying to get us in trouble?” 

   You huffed a breath through your nose. The second he let go, you let loose a loud moan, mewling his name as if he was giving you a mindblowing orgasm. 

   Fives’ hand slapped over your lips once more. Before you could lick or bite your way out, he spun you around and pressed your back against the cold metal wall, dipping his head to meet your gaze. 

   “Stop it. You’ll get us caught!” 

   “Not me,” you sneered. “Just you. Think of this as payback for all the shit you put me through.” 

   Fives opened and closed his mouth like a fish, struggling to come up with an excuse. The brief silence gave you time to suck in a breath, smiling as you prepared to start moaning - only to be silenced when Fives gripped your jaw between his thumb and fingers. He roughly arched your face to his and for the first time that night, you noticed just how close his lips were to your own. 

   “Stop it,” he growled with frustration, “Gods you know just how to drive me insane so just shut up.” 

   Everything was spiraling out of control. Your heartbeat had crawled into your temples. His fingers digging into your cheeks felt gentler, like a soft cradle instead of a tight grip. His thumb dropped down to your chin, inching to your bottom lip for the softest caress. His eyes, fiery yet conflicted, dropped to your mouth before darting up to your eyes. The words were forming on your lips before you could even think about the consequences, before you could even consider where things would go…

   “Make me.” 

   Electricity hummed in the air. It was static, tingling down your legs as realization slowly settled on Fives’ face. His anger disappeared and he smiled, huffed a laugh through his nose, and lowered his head to skim your lips together. 

   “Yeah? You want me to make you quiet? You don't know what you're asking for, baby girl.” 

   “I gave you an order, soldier,” you murmured, your breath hot against his lips. “And you’ve got less than five minutes to follow it.”

   Fives exhaled a breath, amusement burning in his eyes alongside something else. Something satisfied.

   Never in your life did you think you would enjoy having a full-grown man submit to your demands, but Fives’ quick obedience ignited a dark flame. It sizzled and burned, crackling and flaming even louder as he dropped to his knees in front of you, hands sliding down your waist and hips like he was appreciating art. Hooking your thumbs in your waistband, you were stopped when Fives looked up through his long lashes, plump limps seemingly softer than pillows as he smiled suggestively. What a devil. 

   “Let me.” 

   Soft. Malleable. Your limbs were dough, melting into his touch as he simultaneously dragged your pants and panties down your legs. You raised each foot, watching him slide your clothes off to the side before plucking your panties and holding them up. 

   “Bite on it. Unless you want the entire base to hear you scream my name when I make you come on my tongue.” 

   You wet your lips. This was the side of him that he teased. The side of him that would peek through with every wink or long stare. Like a drug, a simple taste on the tip of your tongue was enough to leave you addicted. 

      Nodding, you leaned over, dazed and doe-eyed as Fives used two fingers to push the cloth into your open mouth. He gathered spit from your bottom lip, smiling with satisfaction when you moaned.

   “That’s my good girl.” 

   Were you praying? Begging? Pleading for him to finally take action before the timer could run out? You weren’t sure anymore. The words that crossed your mind had dwindled down to nothing more than pathetic pleads of more, more, more. More adrenaline. More need. More desire. 

   More of that stupid smirk on his lips as he grabbed your thigh, draping a leg over his shoulder. You reached up, grabbing onto the shuttle’s hanging handle with one hand while the other weaved through his hair, gripping tight. Your entrance was poised right at his mouth but he fought against the desire in his eyes to blow a hot breath of air against your swollen folds.

   The fabric in your mouth did its job to muffle your moans. 

   “Naughty little brat,” he murmured more to himself than to you. “All these months and this is what it takes to taste you. A fucking dare and a seven-minute timer.” 

   “Four,” you said, voice muffled. “Four minutes.” 

   He peered up at you through the curtain of his lashes, smirking at your quip. There was even the slightest glint of pride. 

   Impatience drove you to buck your hips and he chuckled, purring, “Needy, needy girl.” 

   You let out a throaty noise when he blew another teasing breath, only to gasp loudly as he sunk his tongue in your cunt. Thighs clenching instinctively, you rocked your head back and tightened your hold in his hair. Large hands palmed your ass, tightening and kneading hard enough to leave fingertip-shaped bruises. 

   He lathered your clit in saliva, flicking and stroking with a desperate satisfaction. Your legs quivered when he teased his tongue in a pattern, lovingly decorating your flesh until you were struggling to stand, breathing only through heavy gasps. 

   The timer was ticking. Any second now, you’d hear a knock. Maybe a flash of light. Would a peek through the foggy window show giddy smiles and sly winks? A flashlight from a commanding officer? There was always the possibility of being caught. Against your instinct to feel panicked, you felt even hotter, as if the thought of being seen only made you wetter against his impatient tongue. 

   Fives met your eyes when you glanced down your belly. He fit between your legs like the missing piece to your puzzle, eyes blown wide in bliss. The softest moans slipped between each impatient lick, flick, suck and swivel, cheeks flushing red when he saw the tears of pleasure in your eyes. The bridge of his nose bumped your clit, breathy exhales grazing your sensitive cunt as you clenched around nothing. As if the absence called his name, he teased your entrance with two fingers, giving them a long suck before pushing them inside ever so gently.

   You were squirming now, moaning around the saliva ridden cloth. Watching Fives with his hungry eyes, tongue circling your throbbing nub while he fingered you with shallow thrusts, was almost too much. And Fives didn’t even care. He even picked up the pace, fucking you with his tongue while the pad of his thumb swiveled against your clit. Like he knew that you were ready to come undone and he wanted it all.

   When you screwed your eyes shut and rocked your head back, preparing yourself for the shattering blow of an orgasm, he tauntingly pulled his mouth away. A thread of spit followed his bottom lip, hazy eyes drunkenly dragging up your body.

   “Open your eye and look at me when you come, princess.” 

   You dropped your chin to your chest with a shaky breath. Needy desperation finally took its hold as you began to plead, begging for him to just continue, to feed you with more of this addictive pleasure. It was like you were possessed by a succubus, aching for one thing and one thing only. 

   Fives.

   Satisfaction burned in his eyes. Fives rewarded you with his fingers, shallow thrusts now quick and consuming, desperate and fast. Obscene noises drowned out your muted cries. The ticklish drip of saliva traveled down your thigh, streaking his glistening chin and nose. 

   You relished every bit of attention with muffled cries of ecstasy, and it wasn’t long before you violently quivered, thigh clenching over his shoulder as you came all over his mouth. It hit you hard enough to send your head reeling back, eyes screwed tight enough to spread stars across that comforting darkness. 

   Sensitive tingles surged down your legs, curling your toes and tightening the muscles in your calves. It ached, it hurt, and it only grew stronger as Fives continued lapping his tongue through your folds, sloppily licking you clean. Each graze against your sensitive clit had you squirming in his greedy grasp, tears streaming out of the corners of your eyes. 

   Fives only stopped when the tremor in your legs subsided. When you weren’t even wailing, reduced to a silent puddle of overstimulated whimpers. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt with a squelch and lowered your quivering leg to the ground. Your hand left his hair to grip the bar above your head, maintaining yourself upright as Fives stood. 

   Plucking the panties from your mouth, he replaced it with a slick finger. You wrapped your lips around it and sucked it clean, foggy eyes of pleasure fluttering shut. He pulled his hand from your mouth and raised it to his own lips, dragging his tongue over the second glistening finger. A satisfied hum rumbled from his chest.   “You taste just as sweet as I thought you would.” 

   There was nothing else to do but giggle breathlessly. You couldn’t mutter a clear word, much less walk with your useless legs. Every step made them tremble like jello. Fives’ four-minute orgasm had truly sent you to paradise and back, leaving you dry-mouthed and tired enough to fall into a coma. 

   As if on cue, a tap-tap-tap echoed from the shuttle’s window. You lowered your hands, reaching for the clothes that Fives plucked off the ground and extended your way. He leaned against the glass while you quickly slipped the clothes back on. After taming the crinkles in your shirt, you met Fives cheeky grin and flushed red. 

   Grabbing his hand, you perched on the tips of your toes and kissed his cheek. 

   He returned the sentiment with a kiss to the forehead, looping his arm around your waist before sliding the door open. 

   Nini stood between the two ships with a knowing grin already plastered on her face. A single look between you and Fives had her silently squealing, clapping her hands together in victory. 

   “I called it!” She whisper-shouted, turning over her shoulder to look back into the crowded ship. “I fucking called it!” 

   Fives' beaming smile was enough of a confirmation, sending them all into quiet groans. You vaguely noticed Jesse handing a small pouch of credits into the expectant hand of a smugly smiling Echo. Nini gave you a proud wink, making you flush all over again. Kix shook his head while Waxer and Boil flashed two thumbs of approval.

   Fives’ grip only tightened around your waist as you returned to the lantern-lit shuttle. You returned to your places in the circle but found yourself leaning into Fives’ side, unable to cool the red flush from your heated cheeks. 

   “Remind me to call a mandatory sanitation of shuttle 224 tomorrow,” Kix muttered to the snickering boys near him.

   You opened your mouth to speak when Nini suddenly beat you to it. 

   “One little thing before we get back to our game,” she drawled. “Where are your hickies?” 

   You felt your heart drop to your ass. Eyes wide, you snapped your head towards Fives, only to be greeted with a wide grin. 

   “Yeah, babe. Where are our hickies?” 

   You sputtered, unable to come up with an excuse in time before Fives was already standing. He dragged his bottom lip between his teeth and looked back at Nini. 

   “No hickies meant a lap dance, right?” 

   Nini nodded wickedly, grinning wider at the daggers that bled from your eyes. You dirty, scheming, plotting gargoyle. 

   Fives pointed a finger at you, sliding his hand down his body with an exaggerated swivel of his hips. 

   “Prepare for the best lap dance you’ll ever get in your life, baby.” 

   Knowing there was no getting out of this, you sat back on your palms and smiled. His brothers began to laugh, sneering and heckling Fives’ awkward moves and outsized dances. Nini began to whisper-shout cheers and encouraging quips, gesturing with her hands like she was throwing money. Echo palmed his face and shook his head, profusely apologizing to his date about his brother’s lack of normalcy.

   Through it all, Fives was the only one who had your attention. Sure, he was embarrassing himself to no end, but you had already come to the conclusion that this was Fives: annoying, infuriating, undeniably weird sometimes, but also yours. 

   He was silly, gorgeous, and even cuter when he grinned like he was on a sugar high. This was Fives and he was, without a droplet of doubt, now wrapped around your pretty little finger. 

   So without shame, you sat back and enjoyed the show.

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[dreamertrilogys]

going into instagram comments is crazy it’s like seeing into a (much MUCH) worse alternate reality like You ppl live such unfathomably terrible lives to me….

#aside from the general everything they’re just so boring and miserable. Btw #sorry it’s just i’ve had insta on my phone lately (unfortunately i can’t delete it until the party ☹️) & every SINGLE time i see some sort o #reel and i’m like HA yknow what i think? and then everyone in the comments is saying the complete opposite thing #every single time without fail #the other day i saw a reel where a bartender dumped all the leftover stuff from the thing (idk what it’s called) into a cup and every1 in #the comments was like ugh yucky disgusting / yk ppl put even grosser stuff in their mouths like genitals. besides if it’s cleaned regularly #enough it should be fine / that’s a big IF. meanwhile i’m like Yum jungle juice 😋 #also one time i saw ppl talking abt how they sleep in binders at sleepovers COME ON reddit is free transtape exists. please #<- these r like the worst examples ever but it’s ok #also like the insane casual misogyny. it’s so bad out here guys #.txt #ppl arguing in the comments like ‘that’s like 2k calories’ / ‘why r u being negative besides it’s only like 300 at max’ / ‘it’s not #negativity’ GUYS. WHAT THE FUCK. CALORIES ARE GOOD I <3 ENERGY???? YOUR BODY ALSO LOVES ENERGY. COME ON. BUTTER 4 LYFE BITCH #OH AND ONE TIME someone made vanilla extract and the comments were all panicked muslims like oh no im rethinking all my vanilla extract #buying GUYS do you or do you not eat bread. great now figure out the alcohol content of fermented yeast vs a drop of ethanol in a cake (that #is being baked anyway!)

[alohastyles-x]

300 Followers Vacay

Thank you to all the lovely 300 followers on my blog!! I never thought I’d make it to 300 followers, or that this many people would enjoy my work! Every single one of you make my heart so happy 💕

In honor of all 300 of you beautiful people, I decided to host a mini vacay (sleep over) for 3 days coming up (when I finally have a small break in school!

Our 🌴Tropical Vacay 🌴will start June 18th-20th- but you guys can already send in stuff now!

🌺   Hibiscus

Choose any one of these prompts , + any one of the following characters: 

Marvel: Loki, Druig, Bucky, Peter Parker, Wanda, Natasha

Stranger things: Robin, Eddie, Steve, Billy, Nancy

Random Celebs: Harry Styles

🌴 Palm Tree

It’s game time!! send in anything (FMK, top 5, would you rather, cast your mutuals or anything else!)

🍍   Pineapple

send me a little description of yourself and i’ll try my best to ship you with someone in the mcu or Stranger things world!

🍹 Mai Tai

ask me anything!! you want some bad advice? you got it! just got a random question for me? shoot! wanna tell me something about yourself? sweet! you can send in multiple asks, there is no limit.

Again, from the bottom of my heart, thank you to every single one of you who have helped my blog grow. You truly mean so much to me!

#alohastylesx mini vacay #300 followers sleepover #alohastylesx sleepover

[plainemmanem]

approaching 300 followers 😵‍💫

#unreal #em rambles #thinking of doing a 300 follower special but 300 is such a weird number idk #maybe like a sleepover or smth

[rinneverse]

i’m a little late (read: very late) in realizing that i hit 1k … should i do a belated celebration event? prob over this weekend since i’m off :3c

#oakie rambles #idk what tho!!!!! i don’t wanna copy my 300 follower event #though that was super fun i loved it LOL #maybe i’ll do one of those sleepover type events those are always so cute #thank u guys btw i love the little community i have here <3 I LOVE MY MUTUALS!!!!

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

MINORS DNI! Mentions of sex but no smut.

Light begins creeping through the window blinds as the sun rises over the Nueva York’s skyline, conveniently hitting your face as you begin to stir awake. Still groggy from the lack of sleep, you barely registered the bulky arm that was laid over your bare waist. More focused on the fact your entire body was sore from head to toe, your hips mostly.

You were about to crawl out from the bed you were on when previously mentioned arm, tighten around you and pulled you back until your back collided against the naked and slightly sticky chest of your ex.

“Where do you think you're going, hmm?” When was the last time you heard Miguel voice that raspy? You didn’t know but it made butterflies appear nonetheless.

“It’s Friday, It’s my week with Gabi. I have to go pick her up from that sleepover and I don’t plan on going all sweaty. I need to go home and shower.” You finally break away from his hold to collect your clothes from their spot on the top of his drawer.

Your words seem to bring Miguel back down to reality of your situation after last night’s events. Just because you two had sex for the first time in years doesn’t automatically mean you were back together yet. You weren’t his girlfriend still, and despite swearing he saw the milky way behind his eyelids during the last round before he collapsed on top of you, he knew you weren’t going to want to rush into it again after you had caught Henry cheating, even if you and Miguel and you had so much history.

“You can shower here.” Miguel quipped as he slowly got up from the bed, making a mental note to change his sheets later. “I think I might have some of your old clothes lying around.”

You hesitated as you thought about it, usually you wouldn’t, didn’t want to intrude in his space (acting as if you didn’t still feel him in your guts) until you nodded.

“Okay fine… just because I’m already here.” You sighed as you made your way towards his bathroom, oblivious to his eyes following your form.

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Part 6<< [NSFW]

Part 7<<

He’s baaaaack.

Not proofread.

Word count: 300

Taglist is closed!!

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[sorchathered]

I can’t believe we are already here!!

I’ll be hosting a sleepover party weekend next month to celebrate 300 followers (wait what?!?!)

Thank you guys so much for being here and reading my stories, I still can’t believe this is real!

More details to come!

Currently 0 followers away from 300!

We made it guys!!

#top gun maverick #bob floyd #jake seresin #top gun maverick fanfiction #rhett abbott #robert bob floyd #bradley bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #outer range #outer range fanfiction #Sorchathereds 300 follower celebration #🎉 #sleepover saturday #300 follower sleepover

[the-record]

what do you think about an abby fic based on “how you get the girl” by taylor swift?

OH MY GOD MY LOVE YES THANK YOU HELLO OMG THIS IS BEAUTIFUL MWAHH

i hope u like this angel!

! youre invited to the sleepover !

rain is pouring down. it soaks the roof, the grass, pelts the windows. pelts the girl on your front doorstep.

a knock pulls you from your reading, confusing you. why would anyone be out in this rain? she would be though. she would stand outside in a tornado or a monsoon for you.

“abby?” you pull her out of her thoughts as the door opens. “what the hell are you doing out here, its pouring! here, come inside.” you try to usher her in but she stays frozen on the doorsteps. “abigail, come inside lets go.”

“i cant. i wont do this if i come inside so, no. sorry.” she picks at her fingers, kicking at the ground.

“do what abby?”

“fuck... okay. i know ive been gone for six months, and i know i suck for leaving like that. but i miss you. so so much, i miss you.” she takes a breath, gaining her -. “i tried to unpack, but then i saw the pictures of us, especially that one with you kissing me on the cheek in the frame you decorated and i- okay.” she finally looks at you, smiling when she does.

“i miss you. i love you, and i hated going and i dreaded it every day because i knew i couldnt come home to you. my love, i want you for better or worse, and i would wait forever and ever and ever if it meant you would give me a chance, and im sorry if i bro-“

you cut her off, pulling her close to you in a hug, your face in her neck, tears in your eyes. she smiles softly pulling you closer to her. when you pull away you hold her face in your hands.

“youre lucky youre so cute you absolutely dummy.”

abby and taylor is 💋

#! 300 sleepover ! #abby anderson #abby anderson angst #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson tlou2 #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson tlou #abby tlou #tlou #tlou 2

[rafeandonlyrafe]

nsfw masterlist two (18+ only!)

MASTERLIST PART ONE

unexpected consequences words: 700

bruised knees words: 2.1k

pink princess words: 2.4k

you made me this way words: 1.5k

clicker words: 600

good host words: 4.1k

pink roses words: 3.1k

fear not, bunny words: 600

when in rome words: 1.7k

dealer words: 2.5k

can i hold it? words: 2k

bésame words: 1.6k

pussy privileges words: 1.6k

under the covers words: 1.3k

punished words: 1k

mischief words: 1.3k

carnival words: 1.7k

three: barry words: 1.7k

mean daddy words: 600

new neighbor words: 1.4k

best friends dad words: 500 part two words: 500 part three words: 900

inspections words: 1k

full inspection words: 2.1k

cocaine in my lipgloss words: 2.1k

new follower words: 1.4k

crimson red words: 1.4k part two words: 1.3k part three words: 900

submissive side words: 900

baby shoes words: 2.3k

taken care of words: 2.2k

desperate measures words: 1.7k

lecture hall words: 400

glint of metal words: 800

deputy's daughter words: 1.6k

munch words: 300

general store words: 1.5k

twinkle twinkle little star words: 700

angel of a daughter words: 2.2k

easter day words: 1.3k

sleepover words: 700

proper thank you words: 600

those three words words: 1.2k

arsonist's lullaby words: 3.3k

feeling generous words: 1.3k

obsessive love words: 2.1k

purest honey words: 1.1k

distant calls words: 700

your duke words: 4.7k

moonlit beach words: 1.6k

in the middle words: 1.4k

traffic words: 700

chat words: 1.3k part two words: 700

the same tv words: 1.8k

almost sweet music words: 900

experimentation words: 6.9k

bound and bruised words: 1.5k

weekend away words: 3.2k

executive orders words: 3.8k

sparkling juice words: 1.9k

barrys girl words: 1.5k

iou words: 1.9k

heavy heat words: 1k

no words needed words: 1.1k

interruptions words: 1.4k

relaxing words: 900

ready words: 2.1k

my aphrodite words: 900

girls night words: 1.4k

mexico words: 1.2k

comparisons words: 1.5k

#had to make a second masterlist bc i cant put over 100 links. lol :) #masterlist

[seriowan]

Congrats babe!! I have to contain myself not to make 100 requests

And I’m a real sucker for sex pollen so, with Rex??? 😳😳😳 maybe with 26. ❝ i don't want to hurt you ❞ 😫😫💘💘

Gosh I’m already nervous 🫣

Have a nice day!

( i can't lie. this one was sooooooo much fun to write and i might have gotten a bit carried away but i'm shamelessly unapologetic about it. i mean, it's rex - he's literally pussy poppin' in any scenario. thanks for the request babes!! )

REX X F!READER 10. sex pollen 26. ❝ i don't want to hurt you ❞ w/c: 3k

masterlist ♡

You knew something was wrong the moment Rex returned to base with a slight limp in his step. He didn’t seem bothered by the small red stain on his leg, which had crusted and dried on his way to the base, but the slight pallor and thick layer of sweat on his face said otherwise. 

   Initially, you insisted that he and the recon team take a brief trip to your tent for a routine examination before their mission report, but standard procedure generally required the examination to follow the briefing and Rex was too focused on relaying his information to General Skywalker for a boring check-up.

   Yet the nagging sensation in your gut only grew when Rex assured you that he was fine, that the scratch on his leg was no more threatening than a paper cut, and left you behind to update General Skywalker on the scouting mission. 

   Given your status as a volunteer medic, you weren’t required to sit in for his mission report. Nonetheless, you lingered on the outskirts of the crowd donning white and blue plastoid, leaning against the side of a ship as Rex recalled the details of his team’s jungle reconnaissance. 

   “Our findings were inconclusive,” he explained, uncomfortably tugging at the armor around his collar. The movement was subtle, a simple action that could have been blamed on the planet’s sweltering heat, but you were too attentive to miss the way his throat bobbed with a heavy swallow. He blinked, cleared his throat, and continued speaking. “We found nothing but dense foliage and abandoned greenhouses. Jesse discovered droid tracks in the mud but weathering made it impossible to track, let alone date..” 

   Again, Rex paused to clear his throat and swipe his arm across his sweaty forehead. You took note of the small signs: hands rubbing together, feet swaying from side to side, eyes rapidly flicking from Anakin’s growing look of concern to the squad that hung on every word. He was trying to compose himself, and while he was successfully fooling his brothers, you weren’t so easily tricked.

   You forced yourself to look away from him when you spotted Jesse and Fives in the crowd. Ducking your head, you softly excused your way through the maze of soldiers until you were able to wedge yourself between them. 

   Jesse was the first to notice you, offering you a tired smile. “Hey, little lady. You alright? You look nervous.” 

   If only he knew just how nervous you really were. 

   “I need to know what Rex cut himself on.” 

   Abrupt and straight to the point. Fives scrunched his nose and glanced up, meeting Jesse’s confused frown. “A spiky plant, I think?” He scratched at his goatee. “Some funky-looking bush that he had to crawl through to get to our rendezvous coordinates.” 

   “Do you know what color it was? Did it have bright blue flowers on it?” 

   Jesse nodded. “Come to think of it, yeah. We didn’t get a good look at it since we were a few meters away, but yeah it had some weird blue flowers. Hey, you alright? You’re paler than paper-” 

   You pinched your tongue between your teeth to keep yourself from dropping a nuclear string of curses. Before you could break into a panic right then and there, you made a b-line for Anakin and Rex, ignoring the dirty looks and glares from the soldiers that you mindlessly shouldered and brushed past. 

   Belladonus Venerum. A deadly aphrodisiac that you looked into before leaving Coruscant. Rex always teased you for being ‘overly cautious’ when it came to traveling to planets in the Outer Rim, but situations like this were reminders of why you took the time to study and learn about the land. 

   If your information was correct, Rex had 24 hours to deal with the effects of the aphrodisiac before it would force his body into shock. You could only hope that his cut was fresh, for Rex and his recon team was gone for three days before returning to base. 

   As if sensing your panic, General Skywalker shifted his attention to you, locking eyes with in an instant among the sea of clones. His expression tightened, brows dropping with realization when you gave him a pleading look. 

   Anakin interrupted Rex the moment the Captain’s voice began to shake. “I think that’s enough information for now, Rex. Your team did well.” 

   He dismissed them all before he could be questioned. As the crowd broke apart and began to scatter, you hastily rushed to Rex’s side while Anakin placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him. 

   Rex furrowed his brows in confusion, glazed eyes bouncing from Anakin to your look of worry. “Mesh’la? I don’t understand-” 

   “Don’t talk,” you warned him, shaking your head. “You need to save your strength before the effects worsen. General, if you don’t mind, I’d prefer the medical tent to remain private while I treat Rex’s exposure to whatever toxin is in his system. I’m not sure how long ago he was injured and if the effects worsen, I’d prefer to keep him under my supervision.” 

   Anakin nodded. “Whatever you need will be provided to you, including privacy. I’ll make sure any future patients are sent to Kix. Do you need any help?” 

   Rex let out a small groan and you hastily shook your head, pulling him away from Anakin before you could waste more time. “No thank you, General. Unfortunately, natural toxins are no stranger. I’ll comm if I need any further assistance.” 

   Anakin said nothing, only giving you a muted look as you helped Rex stumble towards your tent. You scarcely made it without dragging any attention. The second you made it through the tent flaps, Rex stepped away from you, pressing his palms to his temples as he violently shook his head from side to side. 

   “S-Something’s wrong,” he rasped. “Y-You have to stay away. You need to stay away. I-I-I can’t think straight when you’re touching me. Why does my skin burn? I can’t, I can’t-” 

   Rex collapsed to his knees with a pained noise. You were by his side in an instant, pressing your palm against his chest while the other soothingly rubbed up and down his back. 

   “You have to listen to me,” you pleaded softly. “When you were cut, you were exposed to a poisonous aphrodisiac. If you don’t deal with the effects, you’ll burn from the inside out until every single fluid has sweated itself out through your skin. You’ll slowly dessiccate until you die of dehydration or insanity.” 

   Confusion burned in his eyes. “Wh-What?” 

   “You need to strip.” 

   He hesitated, brows furrowed in pain before he carefully nodded and began shedding off his armor. You tried to help by unlocking the straps on his shoulders and around his waist, but he gave you a warning glare, forcing you to remain a step back as he tossed each piece to the ground, remaining in nothing more than his body glove. But even the thin fabric of his undergarment seemed to be too much, for the moment he was freed of his armor, Rex began to mindlessly pull and tug at his clothes, forcefully breathing through clenched teeth. 

   “Stop, stop, stop.” You gripped his shoulders, digging your fingers into his burning skin to make him meet your eyes. “You have to promise me that you’ll let me help you. There’s only one way to fix this but I won’t do anything unless you know that I’m here to help you.” 

   “You can’t.” He took a step back, only to crumble to his knees when his injured leg weakly gave away. “You don’t understand, mesh’la, I can’t be near you without wanting to rip your clothes off. It’s like your smell is driving me kriffing insane and all I can think about is taking you right here and now, like every-” 

   “-every impulse in your body is telling you to have sex,” you said quietly. 

   He worriedly nodded his head.

   Again, you kneeled by his side and with cool, shaky hands, cupped the sides of his face, thumbs grazing across his cheekbones. His eyes fluttered shut and he exhaled a strained breath, leaning into your palm.

   “You need to give in to get the toxins out. Just…” 

   Your chest rose and fell with a deep breath. Before you could let your nervousness stop you, you gripped the hem of his shirt and helped him pull it over his head. Rex suddenly fell into thick silence and for a brief moment, you thought he had passed out.

   Until you glanced up and noticed that he was holding his breath, his bottom lip wedged between his teeth as his gaze flickered from your face to your stooping collar. 

   You couldn’t stop the quiver in your voice when you whispered, “You can’t fight it, Rex. The effects will just speed up if you keep pushing it away-”

   “Mesh’la.” 

   His voice was raspy, jagged with pain, and strained with fatigue. It was lower than before and a look lingered in his eyes that told you he wasn’t entirely there anymore. Something glazed over and though Rex was trying his hardest to fight it, that impulse seemed to slowly take over bit by painful bit. 

   “I don’t want to hurt you.” 

   You pulled him close and pressed your forehead to his. 

   “You won’t. I won’t let you hurt me,” you promised quietly, “but you have to let go or it’ll kill you, love.” 

   Rex leaned back against a stack of crates and rolled his head back, eyes clenched tight. The muscles in his cheeks rippled as he clenched his teeth, grinding them ever so softly at the waves of fire that rippled through his muscles. 

   You knew what you had to do. Reading about poisonous aphrodisiacs like the Belladonna Venerum had prepared you for situations like this, and as a medic, you were required to take drastic measures to keep your patients alive. Albeit, you never thought you’d fuck a patient back to health, but the knowledge that this was Rex somewhat soothed your anxiousness. 

   So you began to strip your uniform, removing each article of clothing until you remained in your panties and bra. Rex’s eyes were still closed in a last minute effort to keep himself contained, but you could see the tremble in his fingers as he gripped the fabric over his thighs with white knuckles. 

   Each thud of your heartbeat sent a shot of icy nervousness down your spine. Goosebumps prickled down your arms as you stepped over him. He finally opened his eyes to look up at you and for the first time since entering the tent, there was no pain. No conflict. No hesitation or urge to refrain from impulse.

   Just reckless lust, glazing over his eyes as you slowly sat on his lap. 

   “Tell me to stop and I will,” he growled through clenched teeth. “I’d rather die than hurt you, sweetheart.” 

   “You won’t,” you said again, promising him with a smile and gentle nod. Taking his hands in your own, you guided them to your thighs, slowly dragging his fingertips up to the waistband of your panties. Each breath quivered as it fell from your lips.

   “You won’t, Rex. Trust me.” 

   Trust me. 

   You knew the words were ringing through his head as he flickered his gaze across your face. Before you could assure him yet again, his pupils dilated and his fingers curled around your panties. 

   Twisting, he wrapped the fabric around his digit and yanked, tearing your panties as if it was made of paper. 

   Rex sat up, one hand tenderly cupping the back of your head while the other splayed across your back. Hot, burning lips locked against your own and you moaned, drowned by his intoxicating lust. 

   Though he was cradling you to his chest, holding you on his lap as if you were a breath of life, there was no gentleness to his touch. His kisses were rushed and sloppy, leaving strings of saliva from his tongue to yours whenever he pulled away to look at your face. Every kiss, every groan, every rocking wave of your hips against his painful erection was electrifying, contagious. 

   It soothed him while igniting you with the very same fire that threatened to overwhelm you both. 

   Rex scooped his arms underneath your thighs as he stood, drawing a surprised yelp that was swallowed by another sloppy kiss. He carried you to an empty bed and rested you down on the edge, careless that it was just one of many beds meant for the sick or dying. By that glazed look in his eyes, begging and thirsty for more, more, more of your skin, you knew that he didn’t care. 

   He didn’t care about anything but you and your touch, your smell, the taste of your skin and tongue, connected by a trail of spit as he pulled away to shuck his pants off. 

   You blinked, dazed by the ferocity of his touch, only to suddenly part your lips in a surprised ‘o’ when Rex forcefully pried your legs open and pulled you to the edge of the bed. He spit into his hand, fisted his engorged dick, and lined the tip to your pulsing entrance. 

   Without hesitation, he shoved himself into your tight cunt, bottoming in one thrust. Your eyes widened and you gasped, arching your back at the heat that suddenly consumed you from head to toe. 

   Rex wasn’t done. 

   He gripped your hips until his knuckles turned white, pulled back until his tip was just kissing your pulsing cunt, before bottoming out once more with a single thrust. 

   Split by pleasure and pain, you sucked on your bottom lip to keep quiet as Rex continued fucking you at a brutal pace, colliding hard enough to send tingles through your legs. Desperate to keep yourself grounded, you locked your ankles behind his back - an action that drove Rex to lean over you until his face was buried in the crook of your neck. He hunched over, hips bucking into you while heavy grunts and breaths tickled your ear. It was rabid, rushed, messy in every which way, but he didn’t care. You didn’t care. 

   You were reaching the edge of insanity. If you didn’t keep yourself quiet, you would have wailed loud enough to announce the entire base. 

   “That’s my fucking princess. So fucking beautiful being split on my cock like this.”

   Open kisses lined your throat, followed by the hot and wet drag of his tongue across your collarbone. Clamping your hand over your mouth to stifle your moan, you hardly had the time to recover before his teeth sunk into your shoulder, biting just enough to send a shock through you. You clenched around him, squeezing enough to drag the filthiest string of curses from his swollen lips.

   Rex reclaimed your mouth before you could sob out loud from the pleasure. He sucked your bottom lip between his teeth, biting and dragging it down to open your mouth. 

   “Moan for me, baby,” he grunted, pleading ever so softly. “I want to hear your sweet voice. I-I want to remember it, memorize it. Fuck, I can’t get you out of my head. You’re so fucking perfect…” 

   “Oh gods, Rex,” you whimpered, turning your head to press a kiss to his temple. 

   He buried himself inside of you with desperation, pulling your hips against his with one hand while the other disappeared between your bodies. The second he rubbed his thumb against your clit, adding coal to the fire that crackled and flickered the space between you both, you felt yourself overflow, splitting at the seams with a loud gasp.

   Earth-shattering ripples shook down your legs. Spots and stars filled your vision as you reached behind his back, nails dragging down the skin, leaving angry red lines in its wake. Blinded with ecstasy, you were scarcely able to focus as Rex straightened back up. He dragged you to the edge of the bed, raised you a few inches above the mattress, and thrust into you with a deep groan before stilling.

   Every muscle across his torso seemed to ripple as he tensed up. Rex rocked his head back, biceps flexing as he squeezed your hips to keep you still. You couldn’t help but squirm at the sensitivity. Rex had been mercilessly pummeling you just seconds ago

   Time seemed to freeze as Rex held you in a tight grip, tense and still as he spilled inside of your warmth. It took a few seconds for your brain to catch up with your body, giving you the second needed to catch your breath and blink the stars out of your eyes. You placed your hands on top of his, giving his fingers a reassuring squeeze. When Rex finally dipped his chin to look at you, no longer panting for the air that was squeezed from his orgasm, you saw that his pupils had shrunk back to normal. The pale, sickly hue had lifted, revealing flushed red cheeks and glistening copper skin. Rabid desire slipped from his gaze, replaced with satisfaction and relief.

   Slowly and lovingly, his lips curled into a tired smile. His chest deflated with a long, heavy breath. 

   “Gods damn,” he murmured, words slurred from exhaustion. With a wince, he pulled himself out of your pulsing cunt, sucking in a sharp breath as he stepped back. 

   Though your legs were numb and your skin tingled as if full of static, you forced yourself to stand on shaky legs. Gripping Rex’s shoulders, you ushered him to the bed and made him sit on the edge. 

   “M’fine,” he insisted, kissing your palm before you could walk away. “I promise, baby.” 

   “I know.” You hastily put on your uniform and tossed Rex a white medical gown. The horrified look on his face made you grin. “Don’t be stubborn. You might be fine but you’re under my medical supervision until I say otherwise.” 

   He frowned. “But the General-”

   “-will live while you take a few hours of rest,” you said with an eye roll. “Anakin doesn’t need you to hold his hand the entire time." 

   “M’not so sure about that,” Rex murmured, huffing a frustrated breath while defiantly tying the robe behind his back. “I can’t understand how you’re still up and about after… that.” 

   “You underestimate me, Captain,” you mused. "I've got enough energy to spare another round... if you're up for it."

   Perching up on the tips of your toes, you kissed his lips as softly as possible, only to smile into his mouth when he cupped the side of your face and pulled you close. Your noses smushed together while he smiled, pulling away to peck quick kisses against your jaw and nose. 

   Then with a dramatic sigh, he fell back against the mattress and tossed his forearm over his eyes.

   “Good to know there are sex plants on his planet.” 

   He didn't sound as distraught as you figured he'd be. Grabbing the thing closest to you, which unfortunately happened to be a light roll of gauze, you threw it at his face. 

   “Don’t get any bright ideas, Captain.” 

   Rex slowly grinned. 

   “No ideas over here, mesh’la. None whatsoever.” 

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cockwarming with our delicious bruce banner for your lovely summer sleepover 😏

pairing: bruce banner x female reader

wc: 300 warnings: cockwarming, teasing, edging

a/n: thank you so much for requesting baby, enjoy! :)

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"Brucey..." You whine and run your fingers through his beard as he starts to look at you exasperated. He hated repeating himself yet you had gotten stupidly horny to the point where it hurt.

Now, you know he had to put work first, his scientistic discoveries and all that helped the world and made aliens happy or whatever, you honestly didn't care anymore. Instead, you just whined more and hopped on his lap in disagreement.

"Shhhh..." You halt your movements and look at him in frustration. Bruce shushes you putting one finger on your lips. "No whining."

"It's been an hour."

"And it's gonna be much more if you don't behave." You pout and throw your head on his chest, rolling your hips forward in revenge. You slowly grind against him as he is trying to type on his keyboard.

"If you never let me finish my work, you'll never get to finish either." He warned you once again and you just whined and rubbed yourself on him.

"You really don't like making things easy for yourself, do you?"

"Mmmm." You mumbled shutting your eyes and resting your chin on his shoulder squeezing him closer.

"Right. Right." Bruce mumbled and continued on with his work, and you couldn't help but wonder that maybe his hard-on just helped him work faster and focus better, you honestly couldn't explain, instead you just impatiently sat and waited for your dinner.

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sleepover

eddie munson X fem!reader

summary : eddie and readers first time spending the night together.

word count : 1.1k

Warnings : not proofread, swears, pet names, use of Y/N, idiots in love, fluffy rambles.

A/N : guys we’ve just reached 300 followers! All I can say is thank you all so much for the support it mean so much to me 🤍

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Wondering over to your boyfriend of 3 months you smiled, “Hey Eds,” you spoke.

“Sweetheart!” he greeted, a huge grin taking up his face, “How’s it going?”

“Good. I have a question for you.”

“Hit me,” he said, pulling you to him.

“Well I was wondering, if maybe you’d want to stay over tonight. My parents are away so it’d just be us.” Eddie remained quiet, and in the uncomfortable silence you panicked.

“You know what that was a stupid idea, forget I said anything,” you said quickly. Attempting to pull away from him, he tugged you back, “I’d love to stay over. It’s going to be nice to not have to say goodbye to you,” he smiled, kissing your head.

“Great, um okay then, so get some stuff after school and then come over?”

“Yeah that sounds great baby, want me to walk with you to class?”

“Sure, I’ve got English.” Linking your fingers, you walked down the hall together.

Unsure why there were butterflies filling your tummy, it was just Eddie. It was the whole night with Eddie. It sounded like bliss.

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A knock on the door caught your attention, “Coming!” you shouted and went to open it up. You were greeted by the beautiful boys smiling face, “Hey.”

“Hi baby.”

Letting him in, you don’t know why you felt awkward, playing with your fingers you spoke. “Let’s get your stuff upstairs, pizza okay for dinner?”

“Yeah Sweetheart sounds great.”

Following you up the stairs you stood in your room, letting Eddie put his bag down on your desk. He sat down on your bed, “Come here,” he said.

Walking to him, you stood in between his legs, resting your arms around his neck loosely, as his went around your waist. “What’s up?” he asked you.

“Hm?”

“You seem on edge. Sweetheart if you’ve changed your mind about tonight, we can just have pizza and watch a movie and I’ll go. No big deal,” he smiled, rubbing your waist softly with his thumbs.

“I don’t want you to go, I’m just being silly, overthinking things.”

“Well maybe if you tell me what you’re thinking, I can help you feel better, hm?”

“It’s just,” you sighed, and slid into Eddies lap, “It’s a big step you know? I’ve never felt like this for someone before, so having you stay over, just makes my tummy,” making a hand gesture, Eddie smiled.

“I know what you mean. I feel the same way. Never felt this way either babe. I think we’re doing pretty well so far though.”

“Me too,” you laughed, resting your head on his shoulder.

Kissing your forehead, Eddie hummed. “Plus we can do this all night.”

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Cuddled up on the sofa, head on Eddies chest, he ran his fingers up and down your back gently. “This is nice,” you purred.

“It is, isn’t it? Think we’ll have to do this more often.”

“Oh yeah? Think Wayne will mind me sleeping at yours?”

“Mine? You’d wanna stay there?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’d love that.”

“Really?”

“Mhm, I love it there. It’s your space. It’s nice.”

“God I adore you,” he smiled down at you.

Burying your face in his chest, your face heated. “Aw baby, don’t go all shy on me.”

“Can’t help it Eds, such a sweet talker.”

“Have to be, otherwise, I’d never have got a girl like you to notice me.”

“Oh shush yes you would, had a crush on you for ages.”

“Oh really?”

“Mhm.”

“When did you start liking me?”

“Middle school.”

He was stunned, “Thought the kid with the buzzcut and dimples was the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen.”

“God babe, you’re making me blush,” he laughed, feeling his cheeks.

“It’s true though.”

“We could have been dating for years you know?”

“Really?”

“Mhm, think I fell in- adored you from the minute I first saw you.”

“Well we’ve got all the time in the world now.”

“Yes we do,” tilting your head up, Eddie connected your lips. Kissing you gently, but it broke as you both smiled. Dropping you head back down onto him, you yawned.

“Tired baby?”

“A little.”

“Wanna go to bed?”

“We can finish watching the movie.”

“It’s okay. Let’s go up to bed.”

Sitting up, you stretched, bones cracking here and there. “Come on, up you jump.”

Wrapping your arms around Eddies neck, you jumped, legs resting around his waist.

“Don’t drop me.”

“Never, I’ve got you baby.”

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Standing in the bathroom, you washed your face. Eddie wandered in, watching you in the mirror. “What?” you asked, wiping your face off. “Nothing, just like watching you.”

“Hmm. ‘M almost done, so you can go get comfy if you want.”

“Don’t be too long,” he said, pecking your cheek. After you finished washing your face, you brushed your teeth, holding the brush in your mouth as you put your face products away.

Once your mouth was clean you headed to your room, Eddie already under the covers.

“Cuddle me,” he whined.

“You, Edward Munson, are a big baby.”

“Oh no you’ve caught me. Now get your cute ass over here and love me.”

Giggling as you climbed onto the bed, you fell into Eddies arms. He pulled the blanket up over you. “This is so nice.”

“It is isn’t it?”

“Well it will be until I start snoring into your ear the whole night.”

“Oh no!” you said, trying to pull away,

“No, no. Come back here,” he laughed, holding you to him. “I’ll sleep in the spare room.”

“No baby, stay here.”

“Fine fine, but if you snore, a pillow is being put over your head.”

“Wow, three months and already receiving death threats.”

“Mhm of course.”

Squeezing you tight, he reached over to turn off the lamp. Sending the room into a cosy darkness, “You know I love this. We’re going to have sleepovers every night.”

“Oh no, however will I cope,” you said, sarcasm lacing your voice. “You’re horrible to me, why are we dating?”

“Cause you love me,” you teased.

“Hm, I do. Love you that is. I know it might be too soon, and I’m sorry if it’s too much and I just really like you and i don’t want to mess it up-“

Kissing his lips softly, “I love you too.”

“You do?”

“I do.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

“God, my heart might burst.”

You placed a hand on his chest, “I love you Eddie.” His face flushed and he laughed, “You’re gonna kill me.” Smiling at him, you pecked his mouth again, “Let’s go to sleep.”

“Dunno if I can after that.”

“Shush,” you laughed.

“Okay okay, goodnight baby.”

“Night Eds.”

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Thinking of doing a mini sleepover when I hit 300 followers !! right now im at 281 !! <3 <3

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