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tarjapearce · 9 months

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Okay but…

Miguel’s on a mission, Gabi and Benji are out of the house, leaving mommy alone for some me time, that she spends with her hand down inside her panties.

She gets so into it, moaning and bucking (it’s been a bit since the two of them had done anything) that she doesn’t notice Miguel had entered the house….

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Well, yeah. Mama deserves a me time too 🥴🥴 Smut undercut. Lil bit of Dom! Miguel.

Times like these would suppose a relaxation period for you. You could go shopping, treat yourself with something, you deserved it. Being a mother wasn't exactly easy, and it was kinda rare when you had time for yourself cause one way or another, you'd be worrying over your role.

Miguel was at work, the kids were out. Gabi in her soccer practice, and Benjamin at Peter's playing with Mayday some board games. And you... You just sighed.

Boredom often lived in your head whenever you had nothing to do. You always needed to have your hands busy, house was already clean. An idea popped in your mind. Your feet took you to the bedroom, and you scourged through that special little drawer that hadn't seen the light in months.

Pulling out a key, you unlocked it, revealing neatly folded lingerie, along some little toys. A bullet like discreet vibrator, a couple of lubes, a small bdsm kit you still hadn't opened yet, since you wanted to use it with Miguel. And of course lingerie you still hadn't the confidence to wear.

But it was your chance. Since none was home, your clothes were discarded, and you tried the first one. Red Baby doll with an electric blue g string. It barely covered anything, and you could see your nipples through the red mesh fabric. Miguel said it was one of his favorites because of how bouncy your ass looked back in the dressing room.

Ah, your husband. You still wondered how such a fine and grumpy man had snatched you away for himself. He was hot, undoubtedly, but his way of carry on things were the actual spark that made you want him. The way cursing words flew out of his mouth in that rich spanish, made you swoon.

Thighs rubbed together upon you remembering how possessive and angry he was. How delicious his anger felt between your legs, how big he was to the point of you feeling he was swallowing your body like a black hole.

Your mouth sighed.

The next set was just a little butterfly thong with the crotch open, perfect for a good rile up. The butterfly design in the back cupped your ass gently. It was kind of curious and funny, how well he knew your body. Cause every set you tried just enhanced your body shape. Your nipples went hard at the sudden though of him, touching you, exploring your body, your hands trailing over where he would.

Light pieces of clothing rolling off thighs and torso. You laid on the middle of the bed, legs spreading, heat pooling at the soft caresses your hands delivered. God, you wished he'd be here. You'd certainly give him a show, but the only thing you could do was to wait for him to arrive home. Hands rubbed your inner thighs.

It was unavoidable to not think in that night, you liked when he was angry, cause his cock reached places you didn't know you could feel and get pleasure from. His hands had folded you in half, and you rubbed softly at your clit. Dragging slow lazy circles on it.

You loved every time he knocked the air out of your lungs, sheathing inside you, and stretching your insides, that as he said; were made specially for him.

Your legs trembled as your slit squished, slick in your need. One of your hands toyed with your breast, twirling your nipple between your fingers, as the other kept stimulating around your clit, teasing yourself. Just like Miguel would.

Whining, you smothered your legs together, edging yourself, trying to make it last. You breathed as heat spreaded through your body. If he was here, he'd be eating you out like a starved man.

But he wasn't.

Another needy whine. If he was here he'd surely be massaging your insides with his fingers, luring a wet orgasm from within. But again, He wasn't.

Your rubbings were desperate, your other hand squeezed your breast. But there was nothing that actually matched him. Not even the toys you had. Sure they were fun, but feeling him, going deep inside, his back flexing at the exertion, you scratching him, felt too real, too good and definitely you were needing it.

"Having fun?" The reason of your current desperate state leaned against the doorframe, watching with hazy eyes the scene unfolding before him.

"M-Miguel-"

"Shh. No te dengas." (Keep going)

He laid down, next to you, a look you knew all too well. He cupped your cheek softly and kissed your forehead.

"Hands off"

"But I'm-"

"Sin. Manos." (Hands off)

His tone firm, as he sat before you to take a better look of what he just provoked. Hands rested on your side, breathings erratic and needy. Legs weak

"That bad huh?" He shook his head with a smirk

"I need to..." You swallowed and tried to pull him to you, but he shook his head.

"No, no." You whined and plopped on your elbows, supporting your torso on them.

"Open up." He commanded and your hand went immediately on the outer folds, a little squish as you parted them with your fingers.

He hummed in approval. His thumb ghosting over your tiny bundle of nerves, but removed it before you could lift your hips and make any sort of contact, a smug smile in his lips

"Tócate" (Touch yourself)

Your nimble fingers stroked your own flesh, fast and a little too rough, trying to seek that heat you were melting into before he arrived.

"Hands off" You whined in frustration, but obeyed.

"Stop teasing!" Your voice at the verge of tears

A light slap on your soaked pussy shut you up, your hips bucked and you whimpered.

"Again. Touch yourself. Pero hazlo lento." ( Do it slowly)

The soft friction in your folds curled up your toes, fingertips dragged slow circles, his hands spreaded you a bit further, giving him a full view of you.

"Así, muy bien, preciosa." (Like that, very good)

You groaned, the pooling warmth spreaded through your body. Your free hand covered your mouth but he tapped it away.

"¿Quieres parar?" (You wanna stop?) You shook your head, fingers still caressing your clit. You had recognized the little threat in his tone.

"Then fucking do as you're told, open up. Need to hear you."

Your fingers left the caress away and once more you spreaded your flesh for him. He licked his lips at the sight. Your body trembled, the edging chipping your patience away. Two of his fingers dipped in, earning a shaky moan.

"M-Miguel!"

You croaked as he moved them ever slowly inside you. your hips bucking on his hand but he stopped.

"No." He warned and you stilled.

"Goddammit Miguel, please!"

Another light slap on your pussy, this one sent electric jolts through your legs as you sobbed.

"¿Qué te dije?" (What did I say?)

"No" You whispered, holding the sheets tightly, he was torturing.

"Again."

You shook your head and he frowned

"Uno" (One)

Still no hands on yourself.

"Dos" (Two)

Your hands went to your cunt again, he smirked

He guided your two fingers inside your pussy. The intrusion sending a little chill down your spine.

"Despacio" (Slow)

He warned as he pushed your fingers in and out, you followed, matching his speed. You cooed as he kissed your temple

"Un poco más rápido, preciosa" (A little faster)

His hot breath fanning over your ear and neck, your hand obeyed. The heat was on again, a knot forming in your lower belly. Moanings turned into breathless 'Oohs' and 'aahs' that escaped your lips at every chance they could

"Más adentro, mi amor." (Deeper, baby)

Your fingers were as deep as they could, reaching that sweet spot he loved bullying his cock into.

"No pares, preciosa" (Don't stop)

His voice didn't help. His lips nipping your earlobe, didn't help.

"Miguel" You voice an octave pitch higher. You were close. Breath caught on your throat as the imminent bliss loomed over you, stalking it's way to the brink.

"¿P-Puedo? ¿Por favor? " (Can I? Please?)

"Claro que sí, mi vida. Vente para mi." (Of course darling. Cum for me.)

Your spine finally arched as fire licked you raw. Your toes curled up, insides spasmed, you almost forgot how to breath for a moment. Fingers trapped in the contractions of your inner muscles, slowly releasing them. He licked them clean and then kissed you, a loving smile plastered in his face.

"Good girl."

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nerak-01 · 9 months

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Just...Pissed off Bestfriend!Ghost who can't get outta the friendzone...

TW: no direct smut ig, but its teasing and build up to smut. Ghost pinning over an oblivious reader.

This might get a second part if it does well, but who knows.

Imagine Ghost who prides himself in being subtle, unfazed, and mysterious. Except, he isn't around you. He'd been one of your closest friends since you both practically grew up together. Even when he joined to military, you made it a point to send letters and stay in touch. Ugh, that made it so much harder to not grow attached.

Ghost, or Simon, as you know him, would never out right tell you he was interested. Instead, he chose to drop hints. Maybe warding off any guy who looked at you too long wasn't the best hint, but it was crucial. Simon made an effort to keep his hands on you whenever he could. Whether that was a hug; a hand on your hips when he brushed passed you; or full blown cuddles on the couch when you guys watched movies.

Oh, he loved the cuddles. He had your whole body pressed against him as he occupied most of your attention. You were always so soft and warm. He always had to take a bathroom break half way through to relieve himself of a harder problem.

If you noticed how Simon began to change, you never mentioned it. This was now approaching your sixth month of this friends with cuddles non-sense. It wasn't like he wasn't your type! On a boring mission break, he might or might not have gone through your search history to find some enlightening Onlyfans subscriptions. He was both unimpressed and flattered when he saw how his body matched many of your most visited sites. Why pay to see other men's bodies when you could run your dainty hands over his? Simon Riley didn't get it.

Simon also couldn't fathom how you still hadn't taken the hint. He'd agreed to go clubbing with you as you chose to parade around in the sluttiest two piece he'd ever seen. Fuck. Why was your skirt so short anyway? Your top was basically lingerie with the mesh pieces and thin straps. Were you trying to grab his attention on purpose? Cause it...was kind of working... a little too well for his liking.

He hated how his eyes ghosted between your thighs before pulling away to look at the cock block who had you exhale an airy laugh. Your sounds were always angelic. He'd be lying to himself if he hadn't fantasized about the more sinister sounds he could draw out of you when you'd finally gotten the hint. Nevertheless, hearing it directed to someone else made his blood boil. Perhaps the other predicament was the fact that he knew that his eyes weren't the only ones lingering on you.

"Hey, darling, I think it's time we head out." Simon wasted no time, in two strides he was at your side with his arms wrapped protectively around you. He gazed down at the moron who looked a bit paler before the guy made an effort to wrap up your conversation. The idiot quickly scurried off into the tight crowd.

"No, I wanna dance more~" Your voice drew Simon's attention. You were being such a brat by subtly grinding your hips against him. Sure, you were wasted, but you had to know how riled up he was. You should be able to feel his hard on poking your back by now. He gripped your hips, forcing them to still.

"Baby, you're drunk, and I'm the one who's responsible for getting you home," he growled in your ear. There was a thick rasp in his voice as he tried to repress the urge to grind back. This wasn't fair to him at all. How could you expect a man to resist you? Simon had plenty of trouble doing that already, but this gave blue balls a whole new meaning.

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writingdumpster · 1 year

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pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings: SMUT 18+, nude photos, fingering, m receiving oral, breeding, p in v, dacryphilia, squirting, minor degradation, minor praise, creampie,

summary: you buy a special set of lingerie when you know you're ovulating and Bob asks if he can take pictures of you while you fuck.

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“Can I take pictures of you?”

Bob’s question surprised you. You had sent him nudes before, and it wasn’t like he had never seen photos of you, but he had never taken any himself. You did look good. His jaw had literally dropped when he saw you. You bought a special lingerie set to wear that night. It wasn’t too fancy, but it was Bob’s favorite shade of blue and it was made of a thin mesh material that left little to the imagination.

“You want to take pictures of me?” You questioned.

“On my polaroid,” Bob explained. “To have while I’m gone.” You smiled softly.

“Yeah,” you agreed. “That’s okay.” His expression perked up. He gave you a soft kiss.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” Bob drawled, his accent sweet. He scrambled from his place on the edge of the bed. You had instructed him to wait there while you made your grand entrance from the bathroom after changing into your lingerie set. He fished his polaroid camera out of its place in the closet and loaded it up with a new set of film.

“What do you want me to do, sir?” You asked. You wanted Bob to take charge of this. Not just because the pictures were for him, but because you were nervous. You were ovulating. You had been casually trying with Bob. The two of you had stopped using condoms, but you had started tracking your cycle. You were ready. You hadn’t told Bob. He wanted kids too, you had stopped using protection on purpose, but you were nervous about it.

“Could you get on your knees for me?” Bob asked. You smirked as you fell to your knees in front of him. You reached for his belt, carefully unbuckling it and shoving his pants down his legs. He was already rock hard, the idea of photographing you had been enough to wind him up. You spit on your hand and then wrapped your fingers around his cock. He moaned softly. You leaned down and gave his tip a few kitten licks, cleaning up the precum that was leaking out of him.

“Look up at me,” Bob called. “Stick your tongue out.” You turned your eyes up towards Bob to find he was pointing the camera down at you. He took his cock in his free hand and pressed it down against your tongue before the camera flashed. Bob dropped the photo on the bedside table, where a stack of them would soon sit. While he was distracted you let his cock push down your throat. He gasped in surprise, knees nearly giving out beneath him.

“Jesus, honey,” Bob groaned. You hummed in satisfaction around him, pleased that you had caught him off guard. He was good at teasing you, and you always had to find your own ways to get back at him.

Bob turned his focus back down to you as you deepthroated his thick cock. He pulled your hair back into a makeshift ponytail so he could see you as your lips moved up and down his shaft. He groaned as he gently guided you up and down, keeping the control mostly in your hands.

“Look up,” Bob called. You flicked your eyes up to see the lens of the camera facing you. You gave your best innocent doe eyes as the camera flashed again. He pulled you off his cock, tossing the picture with the other.

“What next, Robby?” You asked as you licked your lips. He lifted you to your feet and pulled you in for a kiss.

“I want to get some of you in this pretty little thing you bought for me, sweetheart,” Bob told you cheekily. “Lay on the bed.” You quickly followed his instruction, climbing onto the bed and laying out on your back. You spread your hair around your head and adjusted the lingerie set. Bob was crouched on his knees, looming above you as he pointed the camera down at your body.

“Smile for me, honey,” Bob called. The absurdity of the context pulled a giggle from you and the camera flashed again. He looked down at you thoughtfully, planning out his next masterpiece. He smirked when his idea came.

“Spread your legs for me,” Bob requested. “Squeeze those pretty tits I love so much.” You moaned softly at the idea. He was really indulging himself. You followed his instructions and the camera flashed again.

Bob kneeled over your hips so he could reach you better. He pushed his thumb down against your tongue. You closed your lips around it, letting your tongue slide against it.

“That’s my good girl,” Bob cooed as you sucked on his finger. The camera flashed again. He slowly drew his hand away from your mouth. He slid his hand to rest on your throat. The pressure was firm, but not restricting. The camera flashed again. His hands kept moving down to your breasts, squeezing them in a way that would leave bruises in the morning as the camera flashed once more.

“I want your bra off,” Bob told you. You leaned up from the mattress and pulled the fabric off, leaving you nearly bare in front of him. He grabbed your tits, thumb rubbing over your nipples briefly. He sunk his fingers around your round breast and flashed the camera again.

“Can I have your cock now, sir?” You begged. Bob smirked.

“No,” Bob said. “I want some pictures with my fingers inside your pretty little pussy first.” You sighed in disapproval.

“Hurry up then,” you whined. He chuckled.

“Be patient,” Bob told you. “I want to take my time with you.” As much as you were desperate for Bob’s cock you couldn’t help the small whimper that his words pulled from you. “Can you lift your legs up for me?” He requested. You smiled softly at him as you lifted your legs into the air so he could remove your panties. He tossed them off the side of the bed.

Bob looked down at your bare cunt, glistening with your arousal for him. He put the camera down and used both hands to stroke up and down your thighs. His touch was featherlight, drawing goosebumps to your skin.

“Robby…” You whispered needily.

“I know, baby,” Bob cooed in understanding. “I promise that I’ll give you everything you want, but you have to be patient.” Something in his tone was different. He knew what you really wanted from him. He knew you wanted him to make you a mother.

“Please just touch my pussy, Robby,” you begged. “However you want. I don’t care. I just need to feel you there.” Bob smiled. He moved a single finger to your clit, gently rubbing circles around it to appease you. The moment Bob’s finger made contact with your clit your back arched in the air and your mouth fell open in a silent moan.

“Open your eyes,” Bob ordered. When you did the camera flashed on your face.

“Are you ready for a finger?” He asked.

“Can I have two?” You pleaded. Bob considered your request. You were being good for him and you were letting him live out this fantasy.

“Okay, honey,” Bob agreed. “Two it is.” He sucked his ring and middle fingers between his lips, coating them in his spit. “Ready?” He asked as he aimed the camera towards your dripping twat. You nodded furiously.

“Please,” you begged. “I need you.” Bob smirked. You needed him. Wasn’t that sweet?

“I’ve got you, baby.” No sooner did you feel Bob’s fingertips gently sliding through your folds. You inhaled sharply, waiting for him to give you what you wanted. He was filled with a wave of pride at the small sound. It made him desperate to give you what you wanted. He pushed his fingers into you, his movement quick enough to relieve your desire without being harsh. The camera flashed.

“Thank you, Robby,” You mewled.

“You’re welcome, honey,” Bob cooed back. He kept a steady rhythm inside you as he snapped another picture of your cunt with his fingers buried in it. “You’re so sexy, sweetheart,” Bob groaned as he felt you clench down on his fingers.

“I want your cock, Robby,” you whined.

“Come on my fingers first,” Bob pleaded with you. He put the camera down and reached down with his other hand to rub tight circles around your clit with his thumb. You moaned in surprise and kicked your legs against the mattress.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Bob cooed. “Come for me.” He hooked his fingers against your walls, pressing into your g spot as he sped up his movements on your clit.

“Fuck! Bobby!” You cried out in pleasure. The camera flashed. Your walls pulsated around Bob’s fingers and your legs shook. You arched your back away from the mattress. The camera flashed. You opened your eyes to see Bob’s adoring stare as he flashed the camera once more on your sweaty, fucked out face.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart,” Bob murmured. Tears sprung to your eyes despite his sweet praise.

“Your cock, Robby,” you whined. “Need your cock, please.” You sniffled as you fell into a state of total desperation for only one thing. Bob’s eyes softened upon seeing your tears. He quickly reached up to wipe them away.

“I’m sorry, baby,” Bob whispered softly. He crawled up your body, bringing the camera with him. “Didn’t realize just how bad you needed me.” He lined the swollen head of his cock up with your dripping hole.

“Always need you this bad, Robby,” you whimpered. Bob kissed your nose softly.

“I know, baby,” he cooed. “Me too.” You moaned softly. Bob had gotten himself in position to take another picture. He had his thick cock in his hand, lined up perfectly with your wet slit. He held the camera in his other hand. His eyes flicked up to yours. “Ready?” He asked. You nodded quickly. Bob pushed his cock into you. The camera flashed several times—some photos on your face or your body, and a few at the spot where you were connected.

“Ohh, Robert…” You moaned slowly as you felt him fill the emptiness that you’d needed him to fill. Bob cursed quietly. You looked up at him. He was beautiful, his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat and his body tight around you.

“Can I take a picture of you?” You asked. Bob smirked.

“Yeah, honey,” he agreed. “You can take one.” He handed you the camera. You pointed it up at him and reached up, dragging your nails down his chest as the camera flashed. You handed him the camera and the undeveloped photo.

“Thank you, Bobby.” Bob put the camera and photo to the side and turned his focus fully on you. He leaned down on his forearm so he could kiss your neck as his hips fucked slowly into you. He grabbed your leg with his other hand, pulling it up around his hip so he could get just a bit deeper.

You came without warning, but kept your moans in. You weren’t supposed to come without asking. Bob kept fucking into you and you thought you’d gotten away with it when you came again. You were doing your best to keep your breathing even and not pass out as you recovered. Then Bob switched arms and pulled your other leg around his hip as well. You knew that you were going to squirt this time.

“Can I come?” You cried out suddenly, unsure whether you’d be able to hold it anyway.

“Yes, baby,” Bob agreed. You let the electric pleasure run over you, whimpering and whining as you did. Bob wore a proud grin as he watched your face contorting in pleasure and felt you clench down on his hard cock. Clear fluid sprayed out over his cock. Bob reached down and rubbed back and forth on your clit, splashing your cum all over the sheets. You were panting as Bob stilled his hips, still buried inside you.

“You’re so pretty when you come, baby girl,” Bob drawled. His accent was thicker when he used the low tone that he would pull during sex. He knew how much it drove you crazy. “How many times was that? Be honest, I know you came at least once without telling me.”

“Including when you fingered me?” You asked shyly.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Bob replied.

“Four,” you told him quietly, awaiting your punishment for the two unpermitted orgasms.

“Why are you so horny today, huh?” Bob asked. You looked away. You knew exactly why. It was why you’d bought the lingerie. Bob wanting to take pictures had been a surprising bonus. “Answer me,” Bob pushed.

“I’m ovulating,” you admitted in a whisper. Bob groaned roughly. He made one quick and deep thrust into you, pulling a surprised gasp from you.

“You want me to get you pregnant, baby?” Bob asked, his voice as slow and smooth as molasses. You nodded. “Tell me, honey. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to get me pregnant, Robby,” you told him. “I want you to fuck your cum deep into me.”

“All you had to do was ask, baby,” Bob said with a smile. He began fucking you again, faster this time. If you wanted his cum he was going to give it to you. You clawed at his back and he left hickies over your chest and neck. Bob reached down between your bodies to rub circles over your clit. You moaned loudly.

“Can I please come?” You begged.

“Yeah, baby, go ahead,” Bob told you. You fell apart on Bob’s cock, tightening down on him as he thrust into you. He moaned loudly, making a few harsh thrusts into you before you felt him coming deep into you. He kept fucking into you as he rode out his orgasm. You were slowly coming down. He leaned back onto his knees so he was upright and grabbed your hips. He lifted you and pulled you down against him, getting deeper than you had ever felt him before. The new sensation threw you into another unexpected orgasm and you cried out in pleasure, milking Bob’s cock for everything he could give you.

“Thank you, Robby,” you whimpered. Bob chuckled.

“I’m not done, sweetheart. If we want you to get pregnant I should probably give you more than one load.” You whimpered at the thought alone. Bob could already feel himself getting hard again. He rubbed your clit slowly, making you clench and flex around him. It was just what he needed to make him rock hard again. You moaned at the feeling of him hardening inside you.

“Give it to me, Robby,” you whined. Bob didn’t need any other words of encouragement to begin fucking into you. He started off with a steady pace–not too fast, but not slow either. You were falling apart regardless, completely unable to hold in orgasms anymore as you lost yourself in the pleasure of Bob’s cock. He hit just the right spot and you felt the tightness in your stomach exploding again.

“Are you coming again?”

“Yes, Robby,” you gasped. “I’m–ungh–I’m sorry. I can’t h-help it,” you whined.

“Pathetic little thing, aren’t you?” Bob taunted. The degradation only made you come harder. His dog tags were dangling over you as he thrust in and out. You reached up and twisted the chain around your finger, tugging him down to meet your lips. He kissed you with a passion that reminded you of the very first time you kissed. His thrusts were getting more irregular as you continued pulsing around him. He reached down to your clit, desperate to pull one last orgasm from you. He rubbed against the sensitive nub, lubricated by his own cum leaking out around his cock.

You screamed out in overwhelming pleasure and came again. Fire burned through your body as every part of your body tightened and then snapped into a release. You were moaning loudly, not really aware of the sounds that were coming out of your mouth. You started squirting again, the fluid spraying out around Bob’s cock as he continued to fuck into you. He groaned loudly at the sight. Bob grunted, gasping loudly before hammering harshly into you with a deafening moan as he emptied everything he had into you. Bob rolled off of you after a moment. The two of you lay there, quietly catching your breath as the two of you each recovered from the strongest orgasms either of you had ever had.

“How many times was that for you, sweetheart?” Bob asked after a moment.

“Eight, I think,” you admitted.

“Jesus,” Bob said. “I hope the pregnancy hormones are this good too.”

“You came so much, Robby. I can feel it inside me,” you murmured. “It’s so warm.”

“Will you push it out for me, baby? Will you show me what I gave you?” Bob requested. He leaned up and grabbed the camera.

“That’s not gonna help me get pregnant,” you said.

“I’ll push it back into you, baby. Besides, I fucked my first load real deep into you,” he said.

“You’re so dirty, Robby,” you teased. Bob smiled. He kissed your thigh.

“Please, baby?” You rolled your eyes but smiled. You clenched your insides, trying to push out the thick cumload Bob had given you. Suddenly you felt the warm liquid dripping down your folds. “Fucking hell, honey.” He took one last picture. He scooped his cum back up onto his fingers, pushing it back into you again. He crawled up the bed to be level with you, putting the camera on the bedside table and picking up the stack of photos.

“Want to see?” Bob asked. You nodded as you scooted over to his side. The two of you looked through the photos, Bob complimenting something about you in each one. When you got to the photo you had taken of him you grinned widely.

“You look so sexy, Bobby,” you said. Bob chuckled.

“Glad you think so, honey,” he said. You bumped your arm against him.

“You’re an adonis, Bobby. Completely out of my league,” you said with a smile. Bob rolled his eyes.

“Honey, I’m in a squad with adonises, but I ain’t one,” Bob joked.

“Oh, please. None of them even compare to you. You had me wrapped around your finger the moment I saw your eyes,” you said in reflex. Bob could tell you meant it by how quickly you said it.

“I love you, baby,” he said simply. You looked up at him and kissed him gently.

“I love you too.” Bob turned back to the photos.

“Could you write me notes on them? Like you do with my lunches?” Bob asked shyly. You grinned at him, leaning to kiss him gleefully. You pulled away with a smile still on your face. He always told you how much he loved the notes you put in his lunch everyday.

“Yes,” you said simply. “Do you want them to be sexy or sweet?” You asked. Bob smiled softly.

“Both, just like you.” Bob flipped to the picture of his cum dripping out of your pussy. He hummed softly at it. “I sorta wish I could’ve had one with my cum on your face too,” he said. You smirked.

“I think I can make that happen.”

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sehya · 2 months

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Hello! I just read your hcs about lingerie shopping, and I was wondering if you could do the same with Koko, Inui, Hanma and Chifuyu? I really liked your writing! Thank you very much ❤️

✧˖°. ࣪𖤐 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

✉ ʜᴇʟʟᴏᴏᴏ. ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴜꜱʏ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ. (Q Q)

ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ.

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒚𝒖 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒐, 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝑰𝒏𝒖𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒖, 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒎𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒋𝒊 × 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓.

ᥫ᭡...𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

He thought you were joking, giving out an amused chuckle at first until he realized you were serious. Immediately, his face erupted into a crimson hue and he quickly tried to resist your request, too flustered to take a step in the lingerie store. He tried to give random excuses, saying how you two can eat first, with the hopes in his heart that a few distraction will make you forget about the store but unfortunately, you were already pulling him towards the direction. He can’t exactly stop you or use strength, no, he just can’t. You look so excited and somehow, you managed to easily pull at his heart strings by batting those eyeslashes of yours, using those eyes he was so madly in love with to shoot down any refusal he has. With an oblivious smile, you managed to drag your blushing mess boyfriend inside the store. He was silent throughout, not speaking much due to embarrassment caused by the inappropriate thoughts that’s starting to hunt his mind with every piece of lingerie you show him. God help this poor boy’s heart. His felt like he was going to faint when you actually decided to try it out in the fitting room. He was already having an overdose of dopamine in his system and you're adding more, do you want to kill him? It feels like a sweet, pleasurable torture. Especially when his eyes landed in the lace mesh lingerie that you’re currently showing him, the light blue article fits your body perfectly and Chifuyu’s eyes darkened. His eyes were focused on you, on the way your body looks so ethereal in that see through piece, and guess what? He’s already taking out his wallet, handing it to you entirely and telling you to buy that or else he won’t be able to sleep peacefully. Of course, that was an exaggeration. What makes you think he’ll let you two sleep tonight?

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ᥫ᭡...𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Koko merely raised an eyebrow when you mentioned you wanted to visit this store. While his reaction doesn’t give much, his mind is actually in a complicated battle. In one hand, he wanted to spoil you immensely, but on the other hand, he’s thinking visiting that store is a waste of money. Why would he bother buying you a set of clothing that he will end up destroying later? He finds your body sexy and attractive under whatever article of clothing, preferably none inside the comfort of your room. That kind of thinking soon take a drastic change when you happily drag him inside the store, your excitement rubbing on him when he saw your bright smile. The smug grin on his face transforming into a genuine happy grin and it went from you picking out some pieces from him picking out for you, asking your opinion instead of the other way around. When you pulled him to the dressing room, Koko couldn’t help the way his tongue pokes out, licking at his lips with unabashed confidence that every single one would fit you perfectly. The soft and velvety garments hugged your form, exuding allure and at that moment, Koko couldn’t help but let out a seduced chuckle because as much as that thing looks so enticing in you, his mind was starting to wonder how much force would it take for him to tug it away to reveal a more beautiful sight? In the end, Koko was still right. These beautiful pieces of garments is fated to be ruined by his extreme adoration of your body.

─────── · ·✧˖°. ࣪𖤐

ᥫ᭡...𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

Inui didn’t reject you in the slightest when you asked him to go to that store, and he walked with side by side with you with hesitance and anticipation in his heart. He was quite calm, but his heart was beating slightly faster. He was awkward at first, not really knowing what to say or do as he just follows right behind you. However, when you two got into the aisle of delicate brassieres, with you holding out a bluish purple piece with exquisite patterns, Inui doesn’t know what happened. He just snapped out of his bystander mode, taking that piece from your hand and imagining you into it. The thought was…exciting. The way his eyes showed anticipation despite the calmness of his face was apparent, and especially more so when he turned his back on you and started browsing the aisle for you, asking you if you like this and that. His arms was full of lingerie sets when he pull you hurriedly towards the fitting room, exhibiting a bit of impatience as he asked you softly if it’s alright for you to try all of it, and who are you to refuse? You tried one, the first piece you showed him, that is, the bluish purple brassiere. You found the full set and when you puled Inui in to show him, shyly asking him what he think, the first thought that entered his mind was you look precious. His adoring gaze travelled with love and adoration over your body and slowly, he started to feel a flicker of hunger as he appreciates how the set caress your curves. Inupi’s patience was very thin, and he couldn’t resist the urge to place his hand on your skin that seems to be inviting him. His hand hovers a bit, and with no resistance coming from you, his hands were quick to pull you against his body, callous fingers caressing your skin as he asked you if you can reschedule your date because right now, he wants nothing more but to buy these sets and go home. You can try them out later inside your bedroom where he can comment and admire you both verbally and physically.

─────── · ·✧˖°. ࣪𖤐

ᥫ᭡...𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

The very definition of menace. Start teasing you the moment you mentioned your desire to browse that store to him. You don’t even have to persuade him because best believe that this guy will be the one dragging you towards the store instead. He would be the type to shamelessly pick up things while commenting on it right away, his excitement a mix of curiosity and novelty given the fact that it was his first time inside that store. His teasing comments were enough to both amused you and embarrassed you, and you won’t be able to prevent following the urge to throw whatever is in your hand straight to his face, which in this case, is a purple undergarment. Hanma allowed you, and when the article of clothing hit his face and slid down, it revealed the hunger in his eyes. He merely comments that the one you threw at his face better be included in the one you’re trying because he has an inkling it’ll look amazing. His eyes rake over your body when you tried it on, the sheer purple fabric that embraced your skin draws his attention without fail, causing his finger to twitch, wondering if you’ll be offended if he slam you into the mirror and make out with you this instant because you look so inviting. Unfortunately, Hanma doesn’t have the patience to asked so he gave a quick “Sorry ‘bout this.” before slamming you to the mirror with his lips in yours, hands busy rubbing circles on your hips as he pulled away and whispered with hunger and excitement, “Babe, the parking lot was only one floor below.”

✧˖°. ࣪𖤐 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫

✉ Hope you enjoyed it ᥫ᭡

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satans-knitwear · 1 year

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That is not how ur supposed to sit on a chair. But its good.

Treat me ~ Tip me

#Treat me (amazon wishlist) ~ Tip (pypl) me (cshpp)#I am warm and soft as hell. Heated blanket doing its work #I had like 4 posts for this evening but i am waaaayyy too sleepy to think of that many captions #I hope your weekend has been treating you gently my loves #Enjoy some sweet 🍑🍑🍑#satans knitwear #Alt pinup #Pinup girl #Pretty lingerie #🍑 is served.#🍑 take a bite.#My gif to you #Blue mesh lingerie #Strapy lingerie #Lingerie bodysuit #bi girl #uk girl #cheeky #wlw

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sailorholly · 10 months

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Strictly Business Pt 4

Summary: Spencer wants to gain sexual experience before asking his out his dream date. You just want a way to release stress. What could go wrong?

Pairing: Spencer Reid x F. BAU Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY. Use of a vibrator.

W/C: 1.2K

Strictly Business Masterlist

The next morning, Spencer came to your room. He wanted to make sure you would be able to ride together to the police station. He really was trying to make up for his behavior.

After three more days, the team finally closed the case. You couldn’t wait to be back home. Hotch had given everyone two days off. You planned to sleep for most of the first one. Those plans were scrapped when Spencer called, excitedly asking if he could come over.

When he arrived fifteen minutes later, he brought lunch and a black shopping bag. You ate the pizza together, watching an old Disney movie. Your curiosity finally got the better of you, so you asked what was in the bag.

He smiles, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. “I was going for a walk this morning when I saw this shop. I got some stuff for you, but we don’t have to use it if you don’t want to.” His words run together. He’s speaking so fast it takes you a few seconds to understand what he said. You reach for the bag. “I’m sure I will love whatever it is.”

He hands it to you, eagerly waiting for you to see what’s inside. The first item you pull out is a lingerie set. It’s a lilac bustier with mesh cups, small flowers embroidered on the top with matching panties.

You hold it up to admire it. “You want me to wear this for you?” You ask rubbing the silky fabric between your fingers. He swallows, scrunching up his nose in that adorable way you love. “I saw it in the window when I walked by. I made it all the way home before I had to go back for it. I kept imagining you wearing it. But if you don’t like it..”

“It’s perfect! I love it! I can’t wait to try it on for you.” He visibly relaxes now that he knows you approve. “There’s one more gift in there.” He tells you pointing one long, slender finger toward the bag on your lap. You pick it up, reaching in to grab the last item.

You pull out a small, sleek box. You lift the tape on the side, carefully sliding out the contents inside. Your mouth opens in surprise when a blue, mini wand comes out of the box. “You got me a vibrator?” You ask, shocked that he would purchase it. “Do you want me to use this while you watch?” You raise your eyebrows as he fidgets with his hands.

“Actually,” he clears his throat when his voice raises a few octaves. “I was hoping I could use it on you.” You’re not sure you want the old Spencer back. The one that you don’t know what he sounds like when he comes down your throat. The one who who ate you like a starving man. This Spencer is dangerously sexy. You don’t know how you could ever go back.

Once you both ate and the movie was over, Spencer moved closer to you on the sofa. It wasn’t long before his lips descended on yours. His hands slid under your baggy t-shirt, cupping your breasts. He rolls your nipples between his fingers, tugging gently. You lay against the cushions. Spencer climbs on top of you. You giggle when he sticks his head under the hem of your shirt.

He disappears under the large fabric. You feel his wet tongue slide up your stomach. His hot breath on your chest makes you squirm. His lips close around a pebbled nipple. Your hands cling to his head completely covered by your shirt.

He chuckles, his laughter vibrating against you. You moan wantonly. He kisses his way back down, large hands rest on the sides of your panties. He slides them down your legs, placing them on your coffee table. He reaches into the floor, picking up the vibrator.

Spencer presses the middle button and it comes alive with a low hum. Your eyes land on the wand, it looks even smaller in Spencer’s giant hands. The way his fingers wrap around it makes you imagine how it would feel to have those long digits curled inside you.

You weren’t ashamed to admit, you’d thought about it more than once, while watching him read. One slender finger sliding down each page as he absorbed the information. You would never understand how such a mundane task could make you clench around nothing, while at work no less.

He presses the head of the wand to your clit. It’s on the lowest setting. It feels nice, but it’s not enough to get you there. You rest a hand on the back of Spencer’s neck, twisting a curl between your fingers. He locks eyes with you. “More. I need more.”

He pushes the top button twice. You twitch underneath him, moaning his name. “Does that feel good, baby?” he asks. His dark eyes shining with lust as he looks down at you. “It’s so AHH!” You cry out, digging your nails into his soft skin.

He removes the vibe from you. You whine at the loss of contact. He spreads your legs wider, looking at your exposed center. Spencer swipes his finger down your seam collecting some of the slick gathered there. He pops his finger between his lips, sucking your arousal off it.

“Sorry, I just needed a little taste.” He states matter of factly. Before you can reply he turns the vibe up two more notches to it’s highest setting. He glides it through your folds, up to your clit. The little machine pulses against you.

You clutch at Spencer like you’re drowning and he’s your salvation. The vibrations roll over you in waves causing you to squirm. He places his free hand on your hip, holding you still. He moves the wand over just a tiny bit. The new position makes all the difference. “Spencer!” You cry out. “That’s it, come for me.” He encourages you, as if you have a choice in the matter.

You come apart underneath him. He lets you ride it out, keeping the wand pressed to you. When you’re finished, he goes to the bathroom, coming back with a warm cloth to clean you up. His lips caress yours for just a moment before he pulls away. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love watching you come.” He confesses. He sits down beside you and you lay your head in his lap.

“Do you think it will be like that with Chloe?” You hate that he brings her up. It’s like he dumped a bucket of cold water over your head. Way to ruin the mood, Spence. “Umm, I’m sure it will be.” You put on your biggest, fakest smile.

“I talked to her this morning.” “Oh?” You ask, even though you could care less. “We picked a day for our first date. It’s in three weeks, if we aren’t out of town for a case. I guess that’s when we will end this.”

You know that this is all for his benefit. That it’s practice. No strings, no emotions. You’re just helping your friend. So why do you feel so bitter and jealous?

Both of your phones receive a notification. The same text from Penelope lit up on both screens: Avengers Assemble. He groans before standing up, complaining that he has to go to his apartment before he goes into work. But you’ve never been so relieved to get called in on your day off.

Part Five

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pretty-toru · 10 months

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Prettyyyyy, have you got some (more?) Gojo nsfw hcs? Love ya lots <3

✧ ⎯⎯ 18+ minors dni. love you too nonnie 🤍 these particular ones have been consuming my mind for so long it's time i finally put them into words.

☁️ Satoru adores seeing you in lingerie. So much that he loves spending thousands of dollars on your collection, and enjoys the sensual confidence and playful attitude when you dress up for him. He'll check you out and appreciatively touch you, and instead of unwrapping his lovely present it stays on the entire time he's making love to you.

The embroidered mesh panties get pulled to the side as he teases you with shallow thrusts, your breasts spilling from the cups of the delicate bra when he gently tugs them down to pinch and roll your nipples. You're a delicious sight as you're sprawled beautifully under him that's begging to be worshiped and admired, especially when you're wearing his colors of baby blues and angelic whites.

☁️ He's a bit obsessed with seeing his thick, white cum anywhere on your body. As much as Satoru loves sharing many beautiful and intimate moments from climaxing deep inside you, he switches things up by pulling out and creating a mess on your pussy as he spills his contents along your folds and clit with the heavy drag of his tip to spread it. He thinks it's one of the hottest parts of sex, like a sense of ownership and marking his territory.

He also loves cumming in your mouth with the visual of your parted lips and seeing it shoot on your tongue while taking in your cute expression. Some other personal faves are on your lovely tits and your stomach because you do that thing where you'd collect a taste of him on your fingers just to lick them clean.

☁️ When Satoru upgraded the private automobile that Ijichi drove him around, the assistant manager wondered if his hard work had been recognized or there must be another reason for this gesture. He quickly received his answer when you were accompanying Satoru to a formal social gathering, and to make it more bearable for your lover (because he thinks these events are boring) he'd instruct Ijichi to raise the privacy screen out of respect for your comfort as you're placing gratuitous kisses along his neck.

Even though the view is obscured, there's no secret the clan leader is receiving a blowjob in the backseat of the car from the way his breathing picks up and expressive moans slipping past his lips and he's praising you for being his 'good girl' and to 'keep sucking just like that.' Satoru would have loved seeing you swallow, but he imagines the evening would be much more amusing knowing that his cum's slowly seeping out of you and onto your panties.

☁️ When you return home from a girls' night out, clearly still in an inebriated daze as Satoru makes his way to the front door at the sound of you stumbling in (and acts like he hadn't been waiting for you the entire time). He doesn't mind helping you out of your dress for his comfy t-shirt and getting you ready for bed by washing your makeup off and brushing your teeth for you as you loosely hug his torso because your mind feels like it's swaying back and forth.

Then comes the usual goodnight kisses after he tucks you in, but your lips are soft and lingering as there’s an ache between your legs that only Satoru can fulfill. You're grinding your heat on his thigh, feeling yourself become a little more whiny and needy and bratty when he doesn't immediately fuck you and makes you use your words to tell him exactly how he can help you. Teases you even, because he can't figure out between the two of you who is being taken advantage of tonight. But with you begging so sweetly, he can’t help but give his pretty baby what she wants.

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru imagines #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo satoru #jjk imagines #jjk x reader

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justblades · 1 year

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thinking abt the sub!hsr men and how they'd react to trying on lingerie for the first time... them being all cute n flustered, and you can't help but have the urge to give them a messy bj as a way to say thank you :D

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trying on lingerie for the first time !

with : gepard, sampo, welt, jing yuan, blade & luocha x gender neutral! reader

a/n : welcome to the emoji anon club ♡ went all out with this one methinks

gepard feels extremely conscious, the longer your vision lingered on his half naked body, the more embarrassment washed over him. he's covering his face, wallowing in shame and avoids locking a gaze with you. meanwhile you remain there, fascinated at how the lingerie highlights gepard's muscles that flex in every movements; his sculpted pecs, biceps and a daring v-line waiting for more exposure soon.

"my geppie!" you exclaim and slowly stride towards his body, the blond's posture stiffening in return. "w-wait wh—" it only made sense once you got on your knees and lubricated his dick with your own saliva, proceeding to bob your head up and down his length as a token of gratitude. pausing for a moment, stroking him, you beam a coy smile, "you're so embarrassed yet so hard . . still, accept this as my thanks."

sampo's lush green eyes slightly widen as he checks himself out in the body length mirror along with you, spinning slowly to scrutinize every nook and cranny. a sheer, mesh fabric covers his torso plus a leather underpants is all he had on— his bulging dick heavily prominent from the surface. he gulps the lump in his throat, the bitter icy temperature brushing past his exposed skin. "can i remove this now? it's really cold."

you shake your head as a response, before he could say anything to protest, you hush him with a sloppy kiss, eventually traveling all the way down to his v-line. "i'm really grateful that you granted my request, sampo." his right brow arches in askance all the while he quivers from the slightest touches, "really grateful that i'm willing to do this for you." with one swift tugging of his undergarment, his erection springs free— you give kitty licks on the tip of his cock, earning you more pleasurable sounds from the male.

welt heaves a blue sigh, a shade of baby pink dusts his cheeks. "delighted with the view?" his hoarse voice rings into your ears like cherries on top— as if your eyes turned into comical hearts, you never would've expected seeing welt in this clothing to come to life. beads of sweat continually stream down his face, "let me just take a picture of this sight real quick."

the brunet displays a sign of disapproval but halts instantly, reminding himself that you have something in your sleeve to make it up to him. with one last snapping of the digital button, you scoot closer to welt's sat posture, your finger ghosting a caress against the frilly clothing wrapped around his inner thighs. gradually descending to meet with his flushed now-unclothed cock, a guttural moan slips out from his lips. you poke your wet tongue and glide it all over his dick's throbbing veins, "this is . . my surprise."

jing yuan's eyes fixate on the cat ears from the headband he dons, along with the fabric cuffs adorning his pale wrists. apart from that, his scarred yet hulking body comes into full view: a mere heart tape covering his hardened buds and a thin spandex hugging his snatched waist; just enough to conceal jing yuan's aching cock underneath. you come up behind to surprise the male, giving him a shudder that rakes his spine. "what are these cat ears for?" he asks, fiddling with the fluffy fabric, glancing upwards.

you chortle and comb his silver hair like an owner does to their pet, eventually pinching his cheek with the brightest look on your features. "who's a good boy?" you tease, but the general shyly laughs it off, scratching his neck. "i'm much more than a pet." he retorts but you did not waste any more time as you palm his clothed dick with your skillful hands. "how'd you like your treat then? a deep one, sloppy . . or perhaps both?"

blade's brows furrow in shame, heart thrumming a dozen times louder and faster the more he paid attention to the lingerie's details. in stark contrast to his aura and physical appearance, no one would ever think he'd look good in laced, frilly fabrics. no one but you apparently. once you finally grace his vision and trek towards blade, a visible, sheepish scowl sits on his lips. "the things i do for you . ." he exhales sharply in the end, massaging his temples with his fingers. "and i love you just as much."

you reply and kneel down across the navy haired, he tilts his head lightly in question. results is what blade desires, so you proceed to strip him down and perch his cock on the plush of your lips, a rough mewl following suit. flicking your tongue over his folds, he suddenly flinches from the sensation, breath hitching at how the act was teaseful. currently, he's unable to fathom why he's this sensitive, but perhaps it's the secret adoration of how you looked at him like he was a masterpiece from this type of clothing.

luocha peers at the latex gloves hands of his, the ivory white lights cascading over the material like a calm stream. he finds difficulty fitting his body through the skimpy lingerie, having to readjust the hems surely geared him to dislike the clothing. however, as soon as you come to the scene, he quickly hides away the dissatisfaction searing from his gaze. "what do you think?" the curios glimmer along with the male's viridescent irises, "i think they're satisfactory. i cannot see its charm nor do i see its negatives."

he's surprisingly nonchalant— not until your fingertips brush on the crown of his dick, easily accessible from the little opening the lingerie provided. he grits his teeth in attempt to hide how his breathing deepened, "lingeries are for moments like these." you whisper to him, continuing to steadily pump his twitching cock. "worry not, this is a fair trade after all." you continue as you crouch down, lapping all the remaining length in with ease, tantalizing eyes piercing through his.

#ꨄten thirsts #ᥫ᭡ 🚉 !#blade x reader #welt x reader #jing yuan x reader #sampo x reader #gepard x reader #luocha x reader #honkai star rail smut

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samuel-de-champagne-problems · 1 year

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ok but how do you think Spencer would react to you reading in his favorite cardigan and his favorite lingerie set?!?

okay but almost bought a very expensive lingerie set bc i am sad and retail therapy is the best but we all know no one’s gonna be seeing anything for the foreseeable future lmao

ANYWAY! Okay so ofc I’m saying this is early seasons spencer bc i have deluded myself into thinking he’s my husband and i am his wife <3

spencer reid x fem reader (18+)

Let’s say you’re shopping online and come across an advertisement for a new lingerie brand.

Not to protect my tastes but I think he’d like lingerie that’s mesh and unlined with delicate floral details on the sides in pastel pinks, blues, whites, and of course lavender

But also something riskier and more strappy in dark reds and black with garter belts that wrap around your body

I think he’d like the contrast of the lace or mesh against the soft, coziness of the cardigans

And then there's the fact that it's his cardigans which makes Spencer's possessive side just jump out

He would walk into the apartment, exhausted and drained, hardly realizing that you’re sitting on the couch wearing next to nothing

“Oh” Spencer would say, dropping his bag to the floor rushing over to you on the couch. He’d crouch to his knees, his hands going immediately to your hips. “What on earth did I do to deserve this?”

He lifts his head, melting as you thread your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp. Spencer would close his eyes, loving the attention like the touch starved man he is.

“Being you” you’d say, gently kissing Spencer’s forehead. “You sounded exhausted on the phone, baby. I thought we’d relax. Enjoy each other.”

“I’m going to more than enjoy you,” Spencer would whisper trailing kisses along your thighs. He’d be so good at making you feel pretty you almost believe it.

He would be so gentle, holding himself back from tearing away the pretty lace and fabric. Even though he wants to rip the flimsy fabric in two.

This is Glasses Spencer (My Beloved Husband TM) so there would be a nervousness to him as he sees you in his clothes coupled with something as overtly sexy as lingerie. He would be blushing from his cheeks to his ears to his chest.

And you undo a couple of his buttons, trying to get him to relax a little bit, but just making him more anxious

He would be ridiculously attentive, whispering praise and blushing when he receives all this well deserved praise too

Once he gets more confident in his sex life, Spencer would 100% be ordering sets he would think you'd like. And totally be down for a try-on show after a stressful day at work.

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Imagine going to Victoria's Secret with Austin 🥴🥴

Your ex boyfriend had never understood why you asked for a nice lingerie set every Valentines Day. "If I'm just going to take it off you, why would I want to spend two hundred dollars on it?" Sure, lingerie wasn't a practical purchase, but it wasn't about that. It was about how confident you felt. How sexy you looked. You were a present waiting to be unwrapped, so why shouldn't you be tied up with ribbon and little pink bows?

Austin was a man of taste, hence why he was so in love with you. He thought you were the best thing since sliced bread. The two of you had been going out for just a little over a year, and in those twelve short months the man had spoiled you absolutely rotten. He went out of his way to show you how much he cared, both through words of affirmation as well as acts of service. Your panty drawer was filled to the absolute brim with expensive lace, mesh, and silk lingerie. From teddys, sheer baby doll night gowns, to a full set with garters- he bought you anything he could get his hands on. Todays trip to Victoria's Secret was one made out of necessity, which was obscenely rare for the two of you. You walked into the store, your lanky blonde trailing close behind, hands casually shoved into his pockets. "Here baby, your size is right there." He pointed, pulling you along.

See, your ex boyfriend used to hand you his card and refuse to go inside any lingerie store with you. Whether it was Victoria's Secret or an upscale boutique, he said that he felt too out of place. It "looked weird" for a guy to be in that sort of store, even if he was just with his girlfriend.

Austin had always been the complete opposite.

You picked up a few pairs of panties, feeling the fabric between your thumb and pointer finger. "Hey, what about this one?" His plush pink lips pulled back, revealing his straight white grin as he held up a pair. The thing was nothing more than a few pieces of string with pale blue flowers sewed on every here and there. "We're on a family vacation, Aus." You narrowed your eyes playfully, crumbling up a pair before tossing it in his direction. It hit his chest softly, the thin piece of fabric fluttering back down into the bin. "We have our own room with a door that locks. C'mon? I want to see your little tan lines." He bit his lip, hunching his back down slightly so that he was reaching your much shorter height. He knew it was nearly impossible to deny him when he blinked his long lashes at you like that. You were with his dad's side of the family on a beach vacation, and of course you had forgotten your underwear. Everything else you had made sure to bring, but it had completely slipped your mind in your excitement to enjoy the fresh salty air.

"Fine. . . but everything else has to be practical." He was no longer paying attention to you though, his eyes were locked on a corseted top across the store.

It was all sheer pink fabric. He hadn't been listening to you at all.

He pointed, ignoring the other patrons as they watched him. He had no shame whatsoever, turning his head to look back at you. "That. That too. Hold on. . . let me put this blue pair of panties back, and get the matching set." You groaned softly, throwing your own practical choices into the basket that Austin was eagerly swinging around. Out of the corner of your eye you saw another couple, both of them around the same age that you and Austin were. The boyfriend's eyes looked like they were bulging out of his skull, his cheeks pink with embarrassment. "Babe. . . can't I just go sit in the food court? I can get us a smoothie or something." You heard him mumbling. Austin couldn't help himself as he leaned towards you, hand up to his mouth as if he was about to tell you a secret.

"What an amateur." He whispered.

a/n: this made me chuckle while writing. he'd be soooo down to go to any lingerie boutique with you.

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