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simplyparker · 2 years

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Can you make a nsfw alphabet with earlier seasons Spencer? My love

Spencer Reid NSFW Alphabet

Mind you guys, these are headcannons! I made kinda kind of a subby switch. I hope you guys enjoy

Sorta explicit stuff below.

A/n: Sorry for any spelling errors, I'm really high rn

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Spencer gets really clingy after sex. He pouts as you get off the bed to get cleaned up and to clean him up. After you are both cleaned up you cuddle him as he buries himself into the crook of your neck, just enjoying being with you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Spencer's favorite body part on himself is his neck and shoulders, because he love when you kiss and leave marks on him there, where he has to cover it up the next day. He especially likes when you bite his shoulder as you cum. Spencer's favorite body part on you is your tits and your thighs. He loves burying himself in between your thighs because he knows you'll pull on his hair and it drives him nuts. Sometimes he likes to just hold your boobs in a non-sexual way, like when you're cuddling.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He absolutely LOVES eating you out after he comes in you. Or really, he just loves to spread his cum all over you. Like if have him cum on your tits, he likes to spread it all over your chest, then lick it up.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The first time you invited him over you guys just cuddled on the couch. Your ass was pressed against him while you watched a movie and he excused himself to go to the bathroom. He ended up jacking off, and cleaned himself up with toilet paper.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He hadn't been all the way with anyone before he met you. At first he was really nervous and didn't really know what he was doing. he did quickly get the hang of what you liked though, and now he knows your body as good as you do.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves when you ride him. Having your tits in his face is probably his 2nd favorite thing in the world, the 1st being you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

At first he was always so serious and concentrated to make sure you felt good, after you both get comfortable he likes to mess around and tickle you, or do anything to make you giggle (because it makes you clench around him).

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He has nicely trimmed curly pubic hair. He makes sure he is well groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Spencer likes to take it slower, savor every moment he has with you. He goes into full romantic mode sometimes, especially if he feels like his work has been getting in the way of his time with you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Spencer will call you and then edge himself while he's on a case (and not sharing a room) and will only cum if you tell him he can.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink, mommy kink, breeding kink. I don't feel like I need to explain this one.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the bed. But one time you guys were on a long driving trip to Nevada so he could meet your parents. You guys fucked in that car in so many times on that 39 hour car ride, your surprised you were able to walk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything. Especially when you do domestic stuff like folding your laundry, or making your shared bed.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

(at least the first few seasons Spencer) He won't do anything with CNC. You had said something offhandedly about how whenever he can't sleep, he can just fuck you, even if you're sleeping. Spencer told you that he wouldn't feel comfortable doing that incase you change your mind and you completely understood.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giver. Spencer loves, loves, loves eating you out. Sometimes he'll tire himself out from pulling one orgasm after the next out of you. He does it so sloppily, yet so coordinated, and it's amazing. He loves when you thrust your hips up into his face and dig your nails into his hair.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on how he feels. Sometimes he likes to take his time with you, sometimes he's too desperate, or you're too desperate, and he goes faster.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Again, it depends. Sometimes he just wants to feel you, so you guys will sneak off to a bathroom, or your car, but most of the time he doesn't really care for them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Spencer enjoys experimenting with you. He loves when you bring up an idea, although he does get a bit self conscious when he wants to try something. You always reassure him that if you aren't comfortable with it, you will be 100% honest with him, and vice versa.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He prefers to make you cum a few times before fucking you. He can get hard again quickly and you playfully tease him about it every time.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Spencer bought you guys a vibrator for Valentines day. He used it on you when he fucks you in missionary

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease you while he eats you out. He gets cocky after the second or third orgasm, and kitten licks or kisses your thighs until you push his face back where it belongs.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He gets so loud when you are giving him head. He stutters, and whimpers, and it's like music to your ears. When you overstimulate him, he'll have tears forming in his eyes and he's just begging for more incoherently.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The first time Spencer gave you head, he came untouched. The first time you pegged him, he came untouched. And the first week after you guys started dating he woke up for a week straight with cum-soiled boxers.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Spencer is a good size. A little over 6'' and he has a nice girth with a slight curve. He's veiny, and you like to tease the veins with your tongue.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Spencer is like a horny teenager. Like I said, he gets turned on by simple things, so he's always horny.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Most of the time Spencer waits for you to clean the two of you up and then cuddle and talk to you until one of you falls asleep, but on the occasion you fucked him until he was empty, he will fall asleep almost as soon as you leave the room.

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simplyparker · 2 years

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Oh, Baby

Marvel Masterlist // Navigation

Pairings: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: May had a baby and Peter volunteers to babysit.

Warnings: Cursing, "babysitting" a baby, Peter Parker being a dumbass, suggestiveness towards the end

Word Count: 1.3k

A/n: I don't even know anymore lmfao

When May told Peter that she and Happy were adopting a baby, he was really excited. May wasn’t able to have kids, and Peter was happy she was finally adopting a baby like she had talked about for so long. He was an only child so he couldn't wait to be a big brother.

He was excited, to say the least.

Well, that was until May and Happy had accepted Peter's offer to watch baby Ben.

Ben was seven months old, and May and Happy hadn't had a date night since the baby was adopted. May and Happy had met a woman named Gabriel who wanted to give her baby up for adoption as soon as she had it. They signed a bunch of papers and Gabriel told them that she didn’t want anything to do with him, they both understood and that was that.

Peter told May that should bring him over early in the morning so that she and Happy could have the whole day together. May had packed a diaper bag for him that had everything he needed. She told him what times he needed to be fed, and what times he needed to be put down for naps. She even set up the play pin for him in the living area.

Everything was fine. At first. Peter and Ben had been playing on the floor with some of the toys May packed. Ben was army crawling around and giggling and babbling. Everything was fine.

Then 10 am rolled around. Peter made Ben a bottle and had a jar of carrots for him to eat. May told him that carrots were his favorite thing, which is funny because Peter hated them when he was a baby. Peter found your old highchair from when you were a baby and put Ben in it. He fed Ben half a pack of carrot mush, then cleaned him up. Peter was trying to give Bent the bottle, but Ben refused. He was not having it. He started crying because at this point it was past 10:30 and 10:30 was his nap time. Peter just assumed that he was full from the bottle. He changed his diaper, then started rocking him in the single rocking armchair that was in his room. Ben quickly fell asleep.

Though, he didn’t stay asleep for long. May told Peter that Ben should sleep for well over an hour and a half, but Ben ended up waking up around 25 minutes into his nap. He immediately started crying, and Peter grabbed the bottle thinking that would help, and it did, but only for a moment. Peter tried bouncing him and soothing him. He even made weird noises and faces.

After about 10 straight minutes of crying, Peter headed out of his room and down to the living room. When he got down there he saw Kate, Clint, Natasha, and Tony sitting in there. Peter sat Ben down and sat down next to him. Shaking some toys to grab his attention. Ben calmed down for a bit. Playing with toys, and gnawing on the pretzel teething toy May had packed.

Ben could sit up on his own but was new to it so he wobbled a bit. After about 20 minutes of playing, Ben fell over, and Peter panicked. Big mistake.

“Oh my god! Are you okay!” Peter exclaims, making Ben cry. “Rule #1 Peter, you aren’t supposed to freak out when a baby falls over. They pick up on your fear, then they get scared.” Tony tells him.

“Yeah, when Lila was a baby and would fall over while trying to sit up, I would laugh, so she knows that she’s okay. I mean obviously, if she hit hard and started crying I would make sure she was okay, but otherwise, you gotta fake laugh. They think it's funny.” Clint says.

“Oh,” Pete mumbles. Ben’s cries picked up as Peter tried to soothe him by walking around and lightly bouncing him. “Can someone please help me? I’ve never done this before.”

"I- I'm busy right now," Kate says.

"I've never held a baby in my life," Nat says and Clint quickly objects

"That's bullshit." and she sighs and says,

“Okay, I've only held Clint's kids." Natasha corrects.

Y/n walks up to Peter who is standing in the corner of the room with the crying baby at an arms-length distance.

"Uhm…I'll take it.." she says, grabbing the baby and Peter lets out a breath of relief.

"It?" Tony laughs.

"Shut the hell up old man," you say as you gently rock the baby in your arms. “Hey cutie, was Peter baing mean to you?” you ask as Ben calms down.

“Wha- I wasn’t!” Peter yelps.

“He’s just a damn boy it’s okay Ben. But it’s okay, you’re not a dumb boy, you’re a cute little baby.” you smile and Ben babbles at you.

“How did you do that?” Peter asks and you look up at him.

“I don’t know.” you shrug. You look back down to Ben and make a face. You sniff Ben and gag, “Peter you have a shitty diaper to clean.” you give Ben back to Peter and he lays him down and grabs a diaper and wipes.

“He hasn’t pooped all day, I was hoping I was getting lucky.” Peter groans.

“Babies are supposed to poop multiple times a day, that’s probably why he was so whiney,” Tony says.

“I think that would be one of the only downsides of having a child,” Kate says.

“I absolutely agree. I will change piss diapers all day, but you shit? You’re going to your dad.” you say.

“I was okay with changing poopy diapers,” Tony starts, “What I wasn’t okay with was when you would spit up on my face when I would do airplanes with you,” Tony tells you.

“Yuck.” Peter says, “I don’t think I’m ready to have a kid anytime soon.” Peter says, “I mean I would love to in the late, late future, but definitely not now.” he finishes,

“Well shout out to contraceptives. My birth control is really pulling its weight.” you laugh.

“I am right here,” Tony says.

“Sorry dad.” you look away. “Anyways,” you change the subject, “Kate?” you say and she looks up at you, “You wanna go grab some pizza with me?” you ask.

“Yeah, let's go.” she gets up and Peter protests,

“What! You guys can’t leave me. What am I supposed to do?” He asks,

“Maybe don’t offer to babysit all day.” Kate shrugs,

“Yeah… maybe offer to babysit for like a few hours,” you say.

“I’m gonna go grab my jacket,” Kate says and walks off.

“Love? You’re gonna leave me?” He asks.

“I’ll bring you back some pizza.” you smile.

“Fine,” Peter says reluctantly,

“I love you,” you tell him

“I love you too,” he responds. You give him a chaste kiss and walk over to your dad and peck his cheek,

“I’ll be back later dad.” he wipes his cheek off and you make a confused face at him,

“Don’t kiss my cheek after kissing Parker’s lips. Yuck. Have fun and leave me alone.” he says and you roll your eyes, you look ever at Nat and whisper yell,

“Not even the worst thing I’ve done before kissing his cheek,” you say and Nat barks out a laugh along with Clint who is trying to keep the laughter from overflowing.

“Y/n Stark!” Tony shouts.

“I’m just playing, dad.” you wave your arm dismissively.

“Don’t make me ground you.” he points a finger,

“Ooh shiver me timbers, as if I’m not 21 years old,” you say, just as Kate walks into the room,

“Ready?” she asks and you nod.

“Well be back later, bye!” you say and you both walk out.

“You suck!” Peter calls after you,

“You swallow!” Kate yells back and you both break out in a fit of laughter as you walk to the pizza place.

When you and Kate get back you see Peter laying on the sofa with Ben sleeping on his chest, you both look at his face and see that he is also asleep, snoring softly. Looks like he got the hang of it. You sigh and say,

"Damn it" Kate looks at you,

"What?" She asks.

"I want to have his babies."

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simplyparker · 2 years

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Hello, can you do a nsfw alphabet with MJ x fem reader?

Michelle Jones NSFW Alphabet

Mind you guys, these are headcannons! Sorta explicit stuff below...

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

MJ loves cuddling you and loves when you run your fingers through her hair after she cleans the two of you up.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

She loves your thighs. She loves being in between them, and she goes crazy when you squeeze her head with them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She loves making you cum so much that you soak the sheets and blankets under you. Yeah you may make her do the laundry after, but she thinks it's worth it

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

MJ used to feel really guilty when she would get off to the thought of you before you both started dating. But whenever should think about someone else, she couldn’t cum as hard as she does/did when she thinks/thought about you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

MJ has had two other girlfriends before you, but only had sex with one of them. She knows what she’s doing, but you both are always learning together

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

69 but you have to be on top. She loves pulling you down by your thighs and making you sit in her face, even though you’re scared you’re going to hurt her.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

MJ lives to make you smile. She told you that on your 2nd date. She tries to be serious with you, but is always so comfortable, she just acts like herself 24/7

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Her pubes are brown and curly, and she keeps them trimmed. She got them waxed once and hated it, so she just sticks with keeping them trimmed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

MJ is a secret romantic. She likes to plan amazing dates beforehand and make you feel like you’re the only girl in the world.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Like I said, MJ cums 10x harder when she makes a fantasy about you up in her imagination.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She loves to overstimulate you. You told her you definitely think she has a dumbifaction kink, but she denies it every time.

L = Location (favorite places to do the deed)

MJ really doesn’t care for PDA and will even make fun of couples who are all over each other in public places, so she prefers one of your guys’ beds, or anywhere in the comfort of her own apartment.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you kiss her neck, it’s over.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

MJ is very open to experimenting, but will not have anything to do with pet play, or age play.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giver, need I say more?

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on what she’s doing. MJ can be really rough, fucking you with her strap, or making you ride it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She likes to take her time with you. Drag out orgasm after orgasm, and make you squirm.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

MJ loves experimenting and is open to really anything. You both are 100% able to say no and you guys will skip it and do something else.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She can go for as long as you want. If you’re super needy and just need more and more, then she's up for whatever.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) MJ has two strap-ons, a few dildos, and three vibrators. She also has handcuffs and blindfolds.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You guys have some college courses together, and sometimes you will sit next to each other. MJ’s hand will be securely on your thigh, and if you’re wearing a skirt she’ll act like she’s going to do something, and just doesn’t. Leaving you hot and bothered.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s not really loud. If you are going down on her, of fucking her, she more just gasps and whimpers instead of moaning.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

MJ likes when you handcuff her hands behind her back and overstimulate her with a vibrator as high as it can go. She’s not submissive most of the time, but when she is you have a ball.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

(idk what to do for this one lmfao)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Some days it's higher than others. It depends on how she's feeling and what's going on around her.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

She struggles to fall asleep super quickly after, but once she does fall asleep she’s out like a light.

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simplyparker · 2 years

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I love you more.

Pairings: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader

Summary: Giggly sex with spencer, and he's fucking you from behind, and pulls you up by you hair and your back pops

Warnings: SMUT, their kinda Voyeurists (is that a word), She calls Spencer daddy once (in a teasing way), nipple play, penetrative sex, soft lovey sex, giggly sex

Word Count: 1.8k

A/n: None today. Just happy I'm able to post :) tbh this was kinda mid, haven't really been feeling my writing lately. but i'm working on it :))

The team had decided to go out for drinks after work. It was fun, you all enjoyed spending time together that didn't involve serial killers or kidnappers.

Penelope kept ordering fruity drinks for herself, and shots for everyone. Her, Derek, and Emily were the ones to drink them though. But she had convinced everyone to do at least three shots, and you all complied. Knowing that you can't actually say no to Penny. You ended up only having 2 drinks and the three shots. Spencer only had a beer (that took him an hour and a half to finish) and the shots Penelope gave him.

Aaron was going to be the designated driver, but JJ insisted that he have fun and that she would be the designated driver since she was breastfeeding.

Around 1 in the morning. Aaron and Rossi were surprisingly still there talking to JJ and Emily in the booth next to yours and Spencer's, Derek had a small swarm of girls around him, and Penelope was at the bar flirting with the hot tattooed bartender. You and Spencer were in a booth making out like love-sick, horny teenagers. Penelope and Derek had wandered back over to the booth where Aaron, Rossi, Emily, and JJ were sitting. As Derek and Penelope sit down next to each other, Penny catches a glimpse of you and Spencer. She taps Derek's shoulder and points at the two of you,

"Well boy wonder is getting lucky tonight." she jokes making them all laugh.

"I didn't know the kid had it in em'" Rossi says as he takes a sip of his whiskey.

"It's always the quiet ones." Emily states.

"I like to think that y/n corrupted him." Penelope jokes.

"It's just nice to see Spencer happy after everything he's gone through," Aaron speaks.

You and Spencer are the only people in the world right now. At least to you two. Spencer's and your fingers had been laced through each others, holding hands while you kissed.

The taste of him was driving you nuts. Both of you guys are fuzzy, your heads spinning from the alcohol and the intoxicating kiss. He kept moaning as you put your tongue in his mouth. You let his hands go and lace your fingers through his long hair. Spencer's hands immediately attach to your hips pulling you closer. When Spencer bit your bottom lip you let out a half moan half whimper loud enough for your friends to hear at the table next to you.

"Are they gonna come up for air?" JJ scoffed.

"Get it, pretty boy!" Derek wolf whistles. One of your hands unlace from Spencer's hair and you flip him off making the table laugh. With the same hand that you flipped Derek off with, you take one of Spencer's hands and place it on your throat, causing everyone's eyes to go wide.

Spencer breaks the kiss, his breath is heavy and he smells like vodka. "Not here," he mumbles making you pout.

"Can't we just sneak off to the bathroom?" you whisper.

"Well after the last 30 minutes of us making out like horny teens, I think they'll know why we snuck off."

"I kinda like that they'd know," you whisper shyly. Yours and Spencer's foreheads were together and you were both catching your breath.

"I bet you would," he murmurs. You pull away from him just a little. Enough for you both to be sitting up. You glance down at his now tented pants.

"I could take care of that if you let me," you pause and lean into his ear to whisper. "Daddy." you lean back with a cocky smirk on your face. Spencer stands up and clears his throat. As if the group of his friends wasn't already looking. You quickly stand up and beside Spencer.

"I uh, I think we're just gonna," He clears his throat awkwardly, "We're just gonna, uh, take a cab home." His hands were awkwardly in front of the large tent in his pants. Derek smirks at his position,

"Ya bricked up pretty boy?" Derek teases, and everyone laughs, but Penelope smacks Derek.

"Derek Morgan!" she exclaims.

"I'm just teasing him, baby girl," Derek says.

"I now, unfortunately, know why Reid's hair is always so messy." Emily fake gags.

"I think he looks hot with his hair messy thank you very much. Now, we have plans." you wink at the group and drag spencer outside. You guys get into a cab and sit quietly until you arrive home. ///// As soon as you unlock the door and step in Spencer is back on you. His hands tangled in your hair and his lips on your neck.

"I don't want to play tonight princess. I just want to fuck you." Spencer kisses your neck.

"Then fuck me," you tell him. He grabs your hand and drags you to your shared room. You quickly kicked off your sneakers and pushed down the jeans you were wearing. Spencer was struggling to get his converse off. As he unties the shoe he looks up at you.

"How the hell did you get your shoes off so fast?" he breaths out a laugh as he kicks on-off and moves to the other.

"I wore low tops today. Are you going to hurry up, or do I have to fuck myself while you take an hour to get the other one-off?" you laugh.

"You are going to be the death of me." he smiles as he kicks the last one off and then strips off his pants, leaving him in boxers and a hoodie you bought him.

You take off the BAU shirt you were wearing, leaving you in just a plain blue bra and black underwear. He throws off his shirt and sweatshirt, now only in boxers.

Spencer goes back to kissing you. His kiss is rough, and he almost immediately forced his tongue into your mouth. He walks you backward until the backs of your legs hit the bed. You both fall onto the bed. Spencer scoots you up until you are both in the middle of the bed. His legs straddle your thighs as you kiss. His hands grope and grab at your hips and sides. You slip your tongue in his mouth and he sucks on it.

His lips trail down to your neck biting and licking the sensitive skin. His hands reach behind your back and you lean up a bit so he can unclasp it. He tosses it onto the floor and attacks your nipples. His mouth leaves wet, open-mouthed kisses. Your hips rut up as he lightly bites one of your nipples.

"Spencer," you gasp out. He hums around your nipple as you lace your fingers through his hair. "I don't need foreplay tonight. I just need you," you tell him. He lets go of your nipple with a pop and unstraddles your thighs.

He roughly flips you over so that you are on all fours. He kisses your naked back as his knee parts your thighs. He can see a large wet spot from your arousal.

"Spencer, do not rip this pair of underwear." you warn, "I will kick your ass." he playfully sighs in annoyance.

"Fine, I won't this time," he says as he drags them down your thighs. You kick them off and get back into position. Spencer pulls down his boxers and throws them off of the bed.

Spencer's finger teases your cunt, dragging your arousal down to your clit. You're so wet that it soaks his fingers. He takes his wet hand and strokes himself. His cock is now covered in your slickness. You feel the tip teasing your cunt. He slips it through your lips smearing around his pre-cum and your arousal. He taps your clit with his dick and the feeling makes you shutter.

He finally pushes into you. You let out a whimper at the stretch. Normally, Spencer makes you cum a few times before putting his dick in you, but tonight you both are too needy. Both of his hands are secured on your hips. You try and push yourself back on him but he protests.

"I didn't warm you up this time. Give yourself a second," he tells you.

"Fine," you say reluctantly. His hand sneaks around your leg, and he toys with your clit. Your eyes flicker as he rubs it. Your cunt tightens around him as you softly moan. "I'm ready," you tell him. He starts moving his hips at a moderate pace. The hand that was on your hip had a bruising grip.

He started picking up his pace making your head spin. His thrusts were deep and left you craving more. Spencer leaned over you, his chest to your back. He pushed your hair out of the way of your neck so he could kiss it.

You let out a small laugh as his nose tickles your neck. His lips twisted into a smile at the sound of your laugh. His fingers on your clit speed up, making you gasp out as you clench around him.

"Shit, fuck Spencer." you moan out. Your walls pulse around his cock. He kisses your face, small laughs escaping each of your mouths. He gathers your hair and leans up, picking up the pace of his hips. With every snap of his hips, you were inching closer. His fingers rub rough circles on your clit. You were so close.

"Spence, I'm gonna cum!" you tell him as he were longer and deeper. You cum as he snaps his hips roughly. The moan you put out drives Spencer crazy. He takes all of your hair and pulls your back flush against his chest, in hopes of hitting deeper in you, your back pops. Loudly. It catches the two of you off guard causing laughs to spill from your lips as Spencer spills into you.

Both of you shake with laughter. Spencer carefully pulls out and you both flop onto your backs.

"Are you okay?" Spencer asks as he catches his breath. The laughter died down a bit and you answer.

"Yeah," a small giggle escapes your lips. "My back has been killing me all day. It desperately needed to be popped.

"But you're sure you aren't hurt? It popped pretty loudly," he says in a bit of a concerned tone.

"I'm all good Spence," you let out a breathy laugh as you turn to your side to face him, he does the same. "My back really doesn't hurt now."

"Well good," he says. "I guess I know what to do the next time you're complaining about your back hurting." a smug smirk spreads across his face causing you to roll your eyes.

"I love you, you weirdo." you smile at him. He leans in and kisses you softly.

"I love you more."

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simplyparker · 2 years

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Happy Valentines Day, my love.

Pairings: Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer takes you to Barnes and Noble for coffee and new books for Valentines day.

Warnings: suffocating fluff, very suggestive, cursing, lowkey emotional but in a cute way

Word Count: 1.5k

A/n: 4th wall break or whatever.

You and Spencer had been together for a little over a year. On the first Valentine's day that you guys were together, Spencer was on a case. When he came back he felt so bad but you told him it really wasn't a big deal, that you didn't really care for it anyway. This time, luckily, Spencer hadn't been called at the ass crack of dawn with a case.

You wake up before Spencer and glance over at the clock sitting on your side of the bed. It read '10:03'. Normally Spencer wakes up around 8-ish on his days off, but since you guys stayed up until almost 5 am having sex, it makes sense that he's still asleep.

You should probably go back to sleep and enjoy the warm cuddles of your boyfriend while he isn't busy suffocating in work stuff. You turn your head and look at Spencer. His hair is tangled and laid messily on his forehead and pillow. His lips were pink and chapped and his chest and neck were filled with the marks you had left on his last night.

You can't even imagine how his back looks...

As if he can sense you're thinking about him because his eyes flutter open and a goofy grin spreads across his face.

"Morning princess," he says groggily.

"Good Morning." you smile and bury your head into his neck.

"Happy Valentines Day my love." he kisses the side of your face.

"What do you want to do today?" you ask. He maneuvers you so that you are straddling his thighs, and you pull your face away from the crook of his neck.

"Well," he thinks for a second, "What I want to do, you never let me." he fake pouts. You roll your eyes and let out a small laugh.

"Since when do I not let you do what you want to me?" it's more or less of a statement than a question.

"This one isn't about sex sweetheart." he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Oh, then what?" you ask curiously.

"I want to spoil you," he says, but you immediately shut him down.

"No," you say plainly.

"Why no princess?"

"No, because I don't like when other people spend money on me. I mean even when my mom would ask me what I wanted for lunch foods when I was younger," you tell him

"Baby, I want to spoil you. I want to buy you whatever you want, whenever you want." his hand finds its way to the side of your face, cupping your cheek lightly.

"No Spencer. It's already too much that you pay half of the rent here," you tell him.

"Well maybe that's because I live here." he chuckles.

"Yeah but you're never here," you say, regretting it immediately when you see Spencer's face fall. "Spence, I'm sorry that's not- I didn't mean it in a mean way." your stomach twists with guilt.

"I know love. I wish I could be here more." His thumb soothes your cheek.

"You love your job and I would never want to give up something you love," you tell him.

"I know. That's why I love you."

"I love you more," you place a soft, light kiss on his lips.

"Just today, please?" he asks as you pull away. As you're about to protest he puts his hand over your mouth and speaks again, "It doesn't have to be jewelry, because I know how you feel about that. But what if we went out to a nice lunch and then I'll take you to Barnes and Noble and you can pick out some books."

That cheeky bastard.

He knows you can't resist new books. Hell, you take 10 dollars out of each paycheck and put it in your 'book fund', so you don't even have to touch your debit card. When Spencer found out about your little book fund he thought it was the cutest thing ever.

"Pleeeeeease princess," he begs. He can feel your smirk against his hand. "See you have me beggin'. And you don't see that often, do you?" You take your hand and grab his hand that is over your mouth.

"Fine." you reluctantly say. "But only one book, and nowhere fancy." you point a finger at him.

"Okay since we're not going to a fancy place, five books." he crosses his arms, and you scoff.

"2 books," you say firmly.

"4 books and I get you a drink from the Starbucks they have in the Barnes and Noble." He replies and you sigh.

"3 books, and one drink from the Starbucks in the bookstore." you give him a look telling him that you're serious.

"Fine, deal." he smiles. "Now, shower?" he asks.

"Mmm, let me think." you pause pretending to debate, "Am I going to get sex?" you ask. His hand snakes up to your bare chest and roughly pinches your nipple.

"AH!" you squeak. "What the fuck was that for?"

"I was giving you my answer, darling." He leans in for a kiss and you kiss him back. You get off his lap and lead him to the shower.

After the shower, you and Spencer both got dressed and ready for the day.

"Ready?" Spencer asks you as you finish tying your shoes.

"Yeah, just let me go grab my wallet," you tell him.

"No need." a smirk spreads across his face. "I hid it."

"You hid it?" you exclaim.

"Yep. Now," he holds his hand out, "Let's go." you take his hand and you guys walk out to your car.

"Want me to drive?" you ask.

"It's okay I can. It's only 15 minutes away," he tells you, and you both get into the car. When you get in, you hook your phone up to the AUX cord and put on some music. Spencer starts the car and pulls out of the apartment's parking lot. As Spencer pulls onto the main he grabs your hand and laces his fingers with yours.

When you guys get to Barnes and Noble you have a huge smile on your face. You both get out of the car Spencer walks over to your side to hold your hand.

When you guys go into the bookstore you make a b-line for the romance section, dragging Spencer along behind you. When you stop in front of the shelves Spencer lets out a small laugh.

"What is with you and romance novels?" he asks.

"Fictional men are the best type of men. Well most of the time," you say.

"I understand that," he says.

"Why do you think I keep you around?" you mumble under your breath.

"What love?" he asks and you turn back to him and smile.

"Nothing," you say and peck his nose with your lips.

You picked the three books you wanted and Spencer picked out some books too. When you were done browsing, you both walked over to the checkout and Spencer paid for all 6 books.

"Thank you," you say shyly as you guys walk over to the built-in coffee shop.

"Anything for you. Even if it's just fueling your book addiction." he smiles, then grabs your hand yet again and laces your fingers with his.

You both order what you wanted and head out to your car. You set the bag of books in the back seat and then got into the front passenger side. When Spencer got in he didn't start the car.

"I love you," he says as he turns to you.

You smile "I love you more."

"Not possible. I don't think I can even describe how you make me feel, and if buying a few lousy books makes you happy, then I'm gonna buy you all the books in the world."

"Being with you makes me happy Spence," you tell him.

"Marry me," he says, catching you off guard.

"Wh-what?" you say in a confused tone.

"Marry me. I understand if this is too soon, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to show you that you are worthy of love. And you deserve every good thing in the world." your eyes were tearing up as he continued. "I bought a ring after our second date. It's in my sock drawer stuffed in a pair of fluffy socks my mom bought me."

He pauses and wipes the tears from your eyes.

"Y/n y/m/n l/n, will you marry me?" he asks one more time.

"Yes," you choke out and pull him into a harsh kiss. "I love you so much," you say breaking the kiss, but pulling him back in once you said what you needed to. Eventually, Spencer reluctantly breaks the kiss. His forehead ap against yours and you guys are breathing heavily into each other's mouths. "We should go home," you state.

"What about lunch?" he asks.

"I'm hungry for something else."

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simplyparker · 2 years

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Go On

Pairings: switch!Peter Parker x switch!Fem!Reader

Summary: Peter makes you get yourself off without his help, but of course he caves...

Warnings: SMUT, cursing, thigh riding, tit sucking, sir kink? (she calls him it like twice)

Word Count: 1.2k

A/n: Yay more smut. also soft!dom!Peter??? WHO AM I?

Peter was a tease. And it didn't help that one moment he could be on his knees begging you to touch him, but in the next moment have you in the same position.

It's rare for Peter to be dominant in bed, but when he is, he goes all out. Anywhere from webbing you up to the bed, to edging you until you cry. Which I guess it's fair because you're not always the nicest in bed.

He had texted you around 7 saying he wanted you to stay up and wait for him tonight. And you knew what this meant. It meant he was having a bad patrol and he needed to be in control of something.

It was 3am when Peter walked into the door. As soon as he got through the door, he walked to the couch where you were sitting and kissed your lips.

"Hi love," you smile up at him and he returns it.

"Hi sweetheart," he grabs your chin and tilts it upwards, "I'm gonna go take a shower, but when I get back I want you just in your bra and panties. Understood?" he asks.

"Yes sir," you say, and he walks to the bathroom. You immediately strip down to those two clothing pieces and sit on the couch. He didn't tell you anything else besides to strip, so you continue watching the movie you had on.

When he got out of the shower, he went straight to your shared room and got dressed in a pair of boxers and sweats. He sat on the couch with his legs slightly parted. A slight smile sits on his face when he sees you followed his directions.

"Come sit." he says, pointing at his thigh. You go over to him and straddle one of his legs. He brushes your hair out of your face, and his hand cups your cheek. "Hi, pretty girl."

"Hi Pete." you smile, and his places a soft kiss on your lips.

"How was your day?" He asks.

"It was okay. When I got off work I came home and got some school stuff done. What about you? How was your day, baby?" You ask him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"It was pretty shit, but got better as soon as I saw you." You hug him and he hold you tight. You both pull away and his hands fall to your hips, kneading the soft skin. "Can you help me feel better?" he asks, and you nod.

"Whatever you need." you reply, making his grip on your hips tighten.

"I want you to get yourself off on my thigh." He smile, then kisses your cheek.

"Okay," you say hesitantly, normally is isn't as simple as that...

"But I'm not helping you."

"You're not gonna help me?" you ask.

"Nope." he pops the 'p', making you roll your eyes.

"Yeah right." you roll your eyes, and he removes his hands, setting his arms on the back of the couch.

"Go on," he insists

"You're seriously not going to help me?"

"Nope, ride my thigh like a good girl," Peter says with a smirk.

"Can you at least kiss me." you pout.

"No." he says plainly.

"What? Why not?" You ask and he lets out a small laugh.

"You rolled your eyes at me princess. And you don't get what you want when you're being a brat." he says. 'damn it.' you think to yourself.

"Yes sir." you start moving your hips, and Peter stays try to his word by not touching you. You picked up the pace of your hips just a bit, and the way your underwear hit your clit, made your breath hitch.

Peter arms were on the back of the couch just watching as you grinded down in his thigh. A cocky smirk sat on his face as he watched you.

“Can I take my underwear off Pete?” you asks.

“Whatever helps you get yourself off on my lap sweetheart” he tells you. And you almost responded with “well if you kissed me it would help” but decided against it.

You unclipped your bra and tossed it on the floor. Then you stood and took your panties off and set them by the bra.

“So fucking pretty” he says.

Instead of getting on one thigh, you straddled his lap and started moving your hips again. Moaning at the feeling of the hem up his jeans against your clit.

“Can I touch you please?” you ask him hesitantly.

“Above the belt.” he responds lamely.

You reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Your hips jolted at the sight of the scratches and hickeys you left on him last night.

You moved your hips as you felt yourself getting closer. Inching towards your release. You hurried your head into his neck and sucked on it.

He teasingly bucked his hips roughly causing you to cry out in pleasure. Throwing your head back and away from his neck.

“I love how the tables turn so easily.” he brushes a piece of hair out of your face. “I can feel you soaking my dick through my sweats baby” he taunts.

“I love you.” you tell him, then lean back in to kiss his chest.

He pushes you back and he looks at you and smiles.

"I love you more." He snakes a hand up to your nipple and pinches it. You hips grind roughly onto his as you let out a whimper. He leans forward and place a wet kiss on your right nipple.

"Shit." you curse as he sucks it into his mouth. His hands grab your hips and starts guiding you down onto his erection.

"Can you kiss me now?" you pause as he looks up at you -your tit still in his mouth- "Please Peter? I need you to kiss me." you beg. He releases your nipple, sits straight, and lets out an exaggerated groan.

"You kill me, you know that Princess?" he tells you. He takes his right hand and pulls you into a rough kiss by the throat. You moan into the kiss. His left hand is holds your hips roughly, still guiding you.

You could feel yourself getting close as your clit rubbed against him. The hand that was on the back of your throat went to your right nipple, pinching and pulling on it. You cried out into his mouth.

"I'm gonna come,"

"Go on sweet girl, come for me." he says breathily into your mouth. Your hands find his shoulder and your nails harshly scrap down his arms as you come, gasping Peter's name into his mouth.

Peter breaks the kiss so you can catch your breath. You both just sit there for a few moments, just breathing into each others mouths.

"Wow," you say.

"Did you have fun?" he asks, an insecure tone lacing his voice. (funny considering what he just had you do)

"Always." you smile and peck his lips.

"Lets get you in the bath." He tells you.

"Are don't want help?" you ask directing your attention at his hard dick.

"Not tonight." he smiles and kisses your forehead. "Now lets get you cleaned up."

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simplyparker · 2 years

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Can you do a Wanda maximoff smut where reader is obsessed with her hands and rings? And Wanda reads her mind while she’s thinking about being choked while Wanda fingers her? Thx <3

Rings, Rings, Rings

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x fem!Reader

Summary: *look to request*

Warnings: SMUT, smut without a plot, cursing, fingering, pet names (princess, baby), slightly rough fingering, overstimulation, choking

Word Count: 956 (kinda short)

A/n: We're just gonna pretend that her left hand has no rings bc I don't think you should have rings going up your pussy :)

It's like she had known what she was doing to you. You guys had been dating for about 10 months after a mutual drunken love confession.

You guys were in a meeting that you weren't paying a lick of attention to. It wasn't too important, just something about closing one part off of the living floors for renovation.

Wanda had been playing with the rings on her fingers the whole time, smirking slightly when she saw you shift in your seat. It didn't help that she could literally read your mind and all you were thinking about was her fucking you.

After the meeting was over Wanda and you walked back to her room (which wasn't one of the ones being renovated this week) to continue the movie you guys were watching.

When you guys get back into her room she turns at you and smiles.

"So was there a reason you were having such dirty thoughts while Tony was telling us about the reno's?" She teases.

"Shut up. You know what you were doing." you roll your eyes.

"Why be a brat?" She brushes your hair behind your ear. "You know I'm a lot nicer when you're good." she teases. God, you really want her right now.

I want your fingers in me

You think to yourself knowing that she's reading what you're saying in your head.

"Yeah, princess?"

"Yes."

Her mouth is on yours quicker than you can blink. Her tongue explores your mouth while her hands explore your body. She walks you back until the backs of your knees hit the edge of her bed. You detach your lips from hers and scoot up the bed until your back touches the headboard.

"Take off your shirt." She tells you, and you do. You're not wearing a bra underneath and your nipples are firm against the cold air of her room. She climbs on the bed in front of you and sits on her knees. "Can I?" she asks hooking her fingers around the hem of your pants.

"Please," you say. She pulls down your pants and underwear revealing your soaked cunt.

"Shit," she mumbles. "Really?" she takes two fingers and drags your arousal up your slit and rubs your clit making you shiver in pleasure. "This wet just thinking about what my hands can do to you?"

"I get this wet think about you, love." you moan as she pushes one non-ringed finger into you keeping a nice pace. She can feel you leaking all over her hand already, and when she thinks you're ready she pushes another finger into you, scissoring them.

She capture's your moans in a harsh kiss. Her right-hand snakes up your chest and pinch your nipple roughly. The feeling of her cold hand on you make you whimper into her mouth.

Your whimper causes her to move her hand quicker, fucking you with her fingers harder. Before you know it you're gasping into the kiss as you cum all over her fingers. She breaks the kiss to speak,

"That was the first time you've even come for me without me playing with your clit." She states slightly shocked.

You try and catch your breath from the unexpected orgasm.

"That was the first time I've ever come at all without clit stimulation," you say causing her to smirk proudly.

"Good." she pulls her fingers out of you and sucks them clean. "I can't get enough of how you taste," she tells you. She leans back to kiss you and you moan at the taste of yourself on her tongue. Without warning, she plunges two fingers back into your cunt. You whine into her mouth, and your hips buck into her hand.

"Please, please more. Please baby," you beg her. She takes her right, ring cover hand and rubs your clit. The cold feeling of her rings on it drove you crazy.

Your cunt was tightens around her fingers as she circles your clit quickly.

"Sh- shit, shit, shit. Baby- Babe, I'm gonna come again." your hip keeps bucking up to her.

"Let go princess." And you do. She keeps her fingers pumping quickly in and out of you and she takes the hand that was on your clit, puts it on your neck, and squeezes.

She doesn't let up. She adds a third finger into you and keeps her face pace. Your body was quivering under her. Her fingers were brushing up against your g-spot making you squirm in pleasure. Your second orgasm was ripping through you.

"Wanda! Fuck!" you gasp. Your body shakes and your head feels dizzy as her hand tightens around your throat. You think she's going to stop but she doesn't. Her hand somehow goes faster as she pushes her head forward to kiss you again.

You were a whimpering and moaning mess. She doesn't let up. Your cum is soaking the bedding under you and tears are stinging your eyes as you cry out her name. As you come one last time, she lessens the grip on your throat and moves her hand back down to your clit rubbing it harshly. It's not until you are literally pushing her away, that she stops.

Your chest is heaving as you catch your breath. Wanda just smiles at you and swipes the sweat from your face.

"That was fucking amazing," you tell her. She smiles and kisses your forehead.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm gonna go get a rag and clean you up." She stands from the bed but you protest.

"Wait, what about you?" you ask.

"Next time princess," she rubs your cheek with her thumb, "Let's get you cleaned up and watch a movie. Okay?" you nod and kiss her lips softly.

"Okay."

#KierstinWritesShit #Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader #Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader smut #Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader fluff #Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader lime #Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader angst #lgbtq #marvel fanfiction #pride fanfiction

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simplyparker · 2 years

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I am SO sorry!

Pairings: Michelle Jones x Fem!Reader

Summary: MJ walked in on her "straight" bestfriend (and dorm mate) watching porn and trying to get herself off.

Warnings: SMUT, watching porn, masturbation, , confessions, fingering, nipple play, oral, finger sucking, small mention of homophobic parents and internationalized homophobia

Word Count: 2.7k

A/n: They are in their sophomore year of college at MIT

When MJ came out Senior year it was unexpected since her and Peter had been dating. She told Peter first. She felt really bad, but he told her that she couldn't choose who she was attracted to, and would support her no matter what. MJ was open with her sexuality after that.

Not you though. You'd figured out that you were gay in 9th grade. You we're 15 and you remember you and your friend Camila (age 16) were messing around and got on porn hub.

Camila was bisexual. She came out back in 7th grade and went through a string of boyfriends and girlfriends.

You were too scared to ever get on it by yourself, but Camila's brother was at a friends house so she said that you guys to use her brothers laptop. So if the search history was somehow found, it would be blamed on him.

So one night when you went over to her house you guys snuck into her brother Liam's room while he was gone and got on his laptop. The 17 year old's boys laptop password was "Password" so he had it coming.

Camila told you that she only likes lesbian porn because straight porn was to aggressive.

Ever since that night, you didn't watch any other kinda of porn.

Skip back to tonight. Michelle was out for the night. She was going to go to Ned and Peter's place to drink with them and Betty.

Since Michelle was gone you had planned to get off with out being interrupted. It was 11 pm, when you got done with the assignment you needed to get done before you could have any you time.

You had opened Pornhub and typed in lesbian. You scrolled the pages until you found the videos that weren't fake scripted by men.

You didn't bother with headphones. You grabbed your vibrator and sat it on the bed beside you. While you started the video you kicked your shorts and underwear off and tossed them off the bed.

The video started with the girl with red hair eating out the girl with brown hair. The moans and whimpers, and gasps were making you wet.

You took two fingers and dragged some of your slickness up to your clit. Starting slowly, you pushed one singer into yourself. Then you added another finger to stretch yourself for the vibrator. It had been a while due to studying and exams.

When you felt you were ready, you grabbed your vibrator and pushing it into your leaking cunt. You clicked the button and when it turned on you whimpered in pleasure.

The video was playing in the back ground. The moans of the girl in the video were spurring you on. You pushed up your tank top about your tits to pinch and pull on your nipples. You turn the vibrations up a notch higher.

From the feeling of being so full and it having been so long since you had sex or ever masturbated, you were really close to coming.

Right as you were about to fall apart around the purple vibrating dildo, it stopped. The vibrations stopped and the feeling went away.

"NO, no, no, no, no, no!" you exclaim as you pull it out of you. "Why? Why did you have to die? Why couldn't you have waited two minutes??!" You jump up from your bed and search the drawers in the room for batteries.

If anyone saw you right now, you would look like a crazy lady.

You found one battery and quickly popped one out to put it in. You tried to turn it on, but it didn't work.

"For fucks sake, can I just have this?" you murmur. After double checking all the drawers. No luck.

Days like these you curse yourself for agreeing with MJ to go 50/50 on a Firestick TV, since those remotes take AAA's not AA's.

"Damn it." you say as you reluctantly climb back into bed. You un-pause the video and take your hand and started fingering yourself.

You had never been lucky enough to make yourself cum from just your fingers.

But still. It was your only option.

You hopes the moans from video would help spur you along again, but they didn't.

"AGH!" you groan in annoyance. "Fuck you fingers, and fuck you vibrator for dying!" you yell (but not too loud since it was now 11:40pm). You screwed your eyes shut and tried harder. Even though you knew damn well that it wasn't going to work.

Your frustrated curses were louder than the sound of the dorm room unlocking and the door opening. MJ was surprised to find what she found when she walked into the room.

You. On your back. Fingers in your cunt. Tank top about you tits. Watching porn. No- lesbian porn from the sounds of it.

"Oh fuck!" MJ yelps out. "I am SO sorry!" she says causing you to quickly open your eyes and sit up.

"Oh my god MJ!" you quickly pull your shirt down. "I'm so sorry! I thought you said you were spending the night at Ned's!" you exclaim as you exit the tab on your laptop and get under the small soft black blanket Peter had gotten you for your birthday (it came with a throw pillow and a- WAIT WE HAVE A STORY TO CONTINUE WE MUST STAY FOCUSED).

"No! No, I was! But uh, Peter's girlfriend Gwen came over and it just felt weird. 1, since she was dead eyeing me, and 2, because I was firth wheeling."

"No you're okay." you sigh, "Can you uh, toss me my underwear?" you point to the bright pink lacy underwear you had worn today. It's not like you were expecting to get laid, you just needed to get some laundry down so it was only down to the "sexy" ones.

"Oh yeah," she tosses them you. You slide them on under the blanket. "I can my go kill some time so you can, you know, finish." you tell you.

"No it's okay. It's okay, I wasn't gonna be able to finish anyways." you tell her.

"How come?" she asks,

"Vibrator died right before I was about to, and I can't get off with just my fingers." you tell her. She nods in understanding.

"Yeah I get that."

Commence the awkward minutes of silence.

MJ sets her bag down by her desk and throws her black leather jacket over the chair. After about 2 minutes of silence MJ speaks up,

"I uh," she clears her throat, "I can help you if you want." she offers. You can feel yourself get wet at the thought of MJ helping you out. But she takes your silence as a no, "You know what, never mind. I'm really sorry I even offered. That was weird." she awkwardly laughs and you object.

What was going through MJ head right now: She's not even gay. But she's never dated a guy.... but she's never mentioned a girl. She's never mentioned a guy either. Maybe she's closeted? Stop deciding her sexuality for her MJ? Oh no what if I just messed out friendship up-

"No! It's not, uh, weird." you take a deep breath. You were about to tell your best friend your feeling about her. "I like you. Like a lot. And I know you don't date girls who are just experimenting because of that whole Kallie thing last year. But I'm not experimenting. I'm just closeted. I've been closeted since freshman year of high school." you take a deep breath.

"And I've know that I really liked you since sophomore year of high school. That's why I made myself distant when you and Peter started dating. Not because I liked Peter. But because I really like you and when you kissed him anger coursed through my veins. And I had no right, but I liked you. I like you." you tell her.

She doesn't say anything. Just stands there for about 15 seconds taking in what you just said, then goes over to you and kisses you roughly.

She pulls away and you both discard your shirts. When she takes hers off you see that

she wasn't wearing a bra under it.

"No bra?" you reach your hand up and pinch one of her nipples making her gasp. "I really like that." She pulls you back into a kiss. As she slipped her tongue into your mouth, she straddled your thighs.

You hand slipped down her body into the leggings she was wearing feeling her went cunt. She whimpers as you drag her arousal up to her clit and start rubbing it.

She was breathing heavily into your mouth.

"Shit, please?" she whimpers into your mouth.

"What do you want?" you ask teasingly.

"Your fingers. In me." her hips were bucking into you for more friction.

You dip a finger into her and curl it. It was a lot easier reaching that spot on someone else, rather than yourself. You pushed her backwards onto her back. You carefully set your laptop on the floor and pull your hand out of her pants.

"Can I take these off?" you ask as you hook your fingers around the band of her leggings. She nods and you both push them down and she kicks out of them making you both laugh.

"Take your underwear off." MJ tells you. You take them back off and throw them. MJ pulls you back down for a kiss and slides her tongue in your mouth. Both of your hands slide to her tits, playing with her hardened nipples. MJ breaks the kiss to speak, "My nipples are like, really sensitive." she tells you

"Good to know." you murmur against her lips. Her legs were open and you were in between them as you kissed her. As you pinched and pulled at her nipples her hips rutted into the air for friction.

You dethatched your lips from hers -not without her protest- and kissed her cheek, then her jaw, then her neck. When you reached her tits you sucked and bit around her nipples, making sure not to touch them.

Your hand went down to her cunt, dragging her slickness up to her clit and rubbing it causing Michelle to moan. You pushed a finger into her and latched your lips onto one of her nipples. Your finger was thrusting in and out of her at a steady pace.

"More, please, please." she begs. You switch your mouth to the other nipple, and add another finger into her. "Fuck!" she squeaks in pleasure. Your fingers thrust faster into her as you detach from her nipple and kiss down her stomach.

You reached her mound and kissed it before you delved into her cunt. Flicking your tongue over her clit as she tensed in pleasure.

"I'm close." she moans out as she laces her fingers in your lace and grinds her cunt into your face. "Shit, shit, shit!" MJ moans out as she comes around your fingers, her calls pulsing around them.

You gently removed your fingers from her cunt and licked up all her cum. Lapping it on your tongue and moaning at the taste. Your nose was brushing up against her clit stimulating her more causing her to whimper and moan and cry out your name.

It wasn't until she was pushing your head away and scooting back that you stopped.

Her chest was heaving as she spoke, "Your turn," she tells you and pushes you on your back.

"You taste really good y'know." you mumble into her lips.

"Yeah? Well I bet you taste even better." she kisses your lips and moans at the taste of her on your lips.

She kissed your jaw and neck, nipping and licking. She kissed down your stomach to your cunt. You were already throbbing for something, anything. You would take whatever she would give.

She spread your lips with her fingers and blew her cold breath against your clit, causing you to shiver in excitement.

When she finally dipped her tongue into you, you lost it. She was swirling her tongue around expertly. Your hands shot to her hair, gripping it tightly.

"Holy sh-shit MJ," you moan, "You're really good at this."

She chuckles against your cunt causing you whine. And when she lightly dragged her teeth across your clit you gasped. Without warning, she carefully eases two fingers into you cunt.

Michelle was out for the night. She was going to go to Ned and Peter's place to drink with them and Betty.

When MJ came out Senior year it was unexpected since she and Peter had been dating. She told Peter first. She felt really bad, but he told her that she couldn't choose who she was attracted to, and would support her no matter what. MJ was open with her sexuality after that.

Not you though. You'd figured out that you were gay in 9th grade. You were 15 and you remember you and your friend Camila (age 16) were messing around and got on porn hub.

Camila was bisexual. She came out back in 7th grade and went through a string of boyfriends and girlfriends.

You were too scared to ever get on it by yourself, but Camila's brother was at a friend's house so she said that you guys use her brother's laptop. So if the search history was somehow found, it would be blamed on him.

So one night when you went over to her house you guys snuck into her brother Liam's room while he was gone and got on his laptop. The 17-year old's boys' laptop password was "Password" so he had it coming.

Camila told you that she only likes lesbian porn because straight porn was too aggressive.

Ever since that night, you didn't watch any other kind of porn.

Skip back to tonight. Since Michelle was gone you had planned to get off without being interrupted. It was 11 pm when you got done with the assignment you needed to get done before you could have any time.

You had opened Pornhub and typed in lesbian. You scrolled the pages until you found the videos that weren't fake scripted by men.

You didn't bother with headphones. You grabbed your vibrator and sat it on the bed beside you. While you started the video you kicked your shorts and underwear off and tossed them off the bed.

The video started with the girl with red hair eating out the girl with brown hair. The moans and whimpers, and gasps were making you wet.

When you felt you were ready, you grabbed your vibrator and pushed it into your leaking cunt. You clicked the button and when it turned on you whimpered in pleasure.

The video was playing in the background. The moans of the girl in the video were spurring you on. You pushed up your tank top about your tits to pinch and pull on your nipples. You turn the vibrations up a notch higher.

From the feeling of being so full and it having been so long since you had sex or ever masturbated, you were really close to coming.

Right as you were about to fall apart around the purple vibrating dildo, it stopped. The vibrations stopped and the feeling went away.

If anyone saw you right now, you would look like a crazy lady.

You found one battery and quickly popped one out to put it in. You tried to turn it on, but it didn't work.

"For fucks sake, can I just have this?" you murmur. After double-checking all the drawers. No luck.

On days like these, you curse yourself for agreeing with MJ to go 50/50 on a Firestick TV, since those remotes take AAA's not AA's.

"Damn it," you say as you reluctantly climb back into bed. You un-pause the video and take your hand and started fingering yourself.

You had never been lucky enough to make yourself cum from just your fingers.

But still. It was your only option.

You hopes the moans from the video would help spur you along again, but they didn't.

"AGH!" you groan in annoyance. "Fuck you fingers, and fuck you vibrator for dying!" you yell (but not too loud since it was now 11:40 pm). You screwed your eyes shut and tried harder. Even though you knew damn well that it wasn't going to work.

Your frustrated curses were louder than the sound of the dorm room unlocking and the door opening. MJ was surprised to find what she found when she walked into the room.

You. On your back. Fingers in your cunt. Tank top above your tits. Watching porn. No- lesbian porn from the sounds of it.

"Oh fuck!" MJ yelps out. "I am SO sorry!" she says causing you to quickly open your eyes and sit up.

"Oh my god MJ!" you quickly pull your shirt down. "I'm so sorry! I thought you said you were spending the night at Ned's!" you exclaim as you exit the tab on your laptop and get under the small soft black blanket Peter had gotten you for your birthday (it cam with a throw pillow and a- WAIT WE HAVE A STORY TO CONTINUE WE MUST STAY FOCUSED).

"No! No, I was! But uh, Peter's girlfriend Gwen came over and it just felt weird. 1, since she was dead eyeing me, and 2, because I was firth wheeling."

"Oh yeah," she tosses them you. You slide them on under the blanket. "I can my go kill some time so you can, you know, finish," you tell yourself.

"No, it's okay. It's okay, I wasn't gonna be able to finish anyways," you tell her.

"How come?" she asks,

"Vibrator died right before I was about to, and I can't get off with just my fingers," you tell her. She nods in understanding.

"Yeah, I get that."

Commence the awkward minutes of silence.

MJ sets her bag down by her desk and throws her jean jacket over the chair. After about 2 minutes of silence, MJ speaks up,

What was going through MJ's head right now: She's not even gay. But she's never dated a guy.... but she's never mentioned a girl. She's never mentioned a guy either. Maybe she's closeted? Stop deciding her sexuality for her MJ? Oh no what if I just messed our friendship up-

"And I've known that I really liked you since sophomore year of high school. That's why I made myself distant when you and Peter started dating. Not because I liked Peter. But because I really like you and when you kissed him anger coursed through my veins. And I had no right, but I liked you. I like you." you tell her.

She doesn't say anything. Just stands there for about 15 seconds taking in what you just said, then goes over to you and kisses you roughly.

She pulls away and you both discard your shirts. When she takes hers off you see that she wasn't wearing a bra under it.

Your hand slipped down her body into the leggings she was wearing feeling her wet cunt. She whimpers as you drag her arousal up to her clit and start rubbing it.

She was breathing heavily into your mouth.

"Shit, please?" she whimpers into your mouth.

"What do you want?" you ask teasingly.

"Your fingers. In me." her hips were bucking into you for more friction.

You dip a finger into her and curl it. It was a lot easier reaching that spot on someone else, rather than yourself. You pushed her backward onto her back. You carefully set your laptop on the floor and pull your hand out of her pants.

"Can I take these off?" you ask as you hook your fingers around the band of her leggings.

"Take your underwear off," MJ tells you. You take them back off and throw them. MJ pulls you back down for a kiss and slides her tongue in your mouth. Both of your hands slide to her tits, playing with her hardened nipples. MJ breaks the kiss to speak, "My nipples are like, really sensitive." she tells you

"Good to know," you murmur against her lips. Her legs were open and you were in between them as you kissed her. As you pinched and pulled at her nipples, her hips rutted into the air for friction.

"More, please, please," she begs. You switch your mouth to the other nipple and add another finger into her. "Fuck!" she squeaks in pleasure. Your fingers thrust faster into her as you detach from her nipple and kiss down her stomach.

You reached her mound and kissed it before you delved into her cunt. Flicking your tongue over her clit as she tensed in pleasure.

"I'm close." she moans out as she laces her fingers in your lace and grinds her cunt into your face. "Shit, shit, shit!" MJ moans out as she comes around your fingers, her calls pulsing around them.

It wasn't until she was pushing your head away and scooting back that you stopped.

Her chest was heaving as she spoke, "Your turn," she tells you and pushes you on your back.

"You taste really good y'know." you mumble into her lips.

"Yeah? Well, I bet you taste even better." she kisses your lips and moans at the taste of her on your lips.

She kissed your jaw and neck, nipping and licking. She kissed down your stomach to your cunt. You were already throbbing for something, anything. You would take whatever she would give.

She spread your lips with her fingers and blew her cold breath against your clit, causing you to shiver in excitement.

When she finally dipped her tongue into you, you lost it. She was swirling her tongue around expertly. Your hands shot to her hair, gripping it tightly.

"Holy sh-shit MJ," you moan, "You're really good at this."

She chuckles against your cunt causing you to whine. And when she lightly dragged her teeth across your clit you gasped. Without warning, she carefully eases two fingers into your cunt.

"Fuck!" you groan in pleasure as she curls her fingers to hit your g-spot. Her movements, both her tongue and her fingers, speed up.

"I'm gonna cum!" you gasp out. Her hand -the one that wasn't in you- slide up to your mouth. You open and she slides them in. She mons at the feeling of you licking and sucking on her fingers. The vibrations of her moan against you clit was enough to push you over the edge.

You cum with a shout of her name, and she helps you through your orgasm. She pulls her fingers out and leans up. You lean up on your elbows as you look at her. She puts the fingers that were in your cunt, into her mouth and moans around them.

"You taste really good too." she tells you. She lays down next to you on you bed.

You guys face each other, wide smiles on each of your faces. After a few minutes -that felt like forever- she speaks,

“I hope you enjoyed yourself.” she says shyly.

“I did!” you say a bit too excited, making MJ laugh. “I hope you enjoyed yourself also,” you tell her.

“I did.” she smiles warmly.

You guys just laid there. Smiling at each other. After a few minutes MJ speaks.

“I uh,” she pauses awkwardly, “I didn’t know you were gay.” she says.

“Yeah,” you pause trying to think of the right words, “I’ve known since I was in 9th grade.” you tell her, and her eyebrows almost shoot off her face.

“Really?” she asks with a surprise tone.

“Yeah.” you shrug.

“You never talked about any girls,” she thinks for a moment “come to think about it, you didn’t talk about any guys either.”

“My parents are really homophobic. So I had really bad internalized homophobia.” you tell her.

“I'm sorry. I wish I could say I understood, but my dad was surprisingly supportive when I came out. And my moms not really in the picture so, doesn’t really matter what she thinks.” she huffs out a breath “well that got deep.” she laughs.

“Yeah, it did.”

“So….” she starts

“So?” you urge her on

“Was that your first time with a girl?” she asks

“No, I’ve been with a total of 3 girls.” you tell her.

“Oh? Wow. You’d think I would know considering I'm your roommate and all” she says jokingly.

“Nothing serious. Just like, hook ups and stuff.” you say.

"Have you ever been with a guy?" she asks

"No. But I did kiss Brad Junior year during spin the bottle." you remind her.

"Ohhh yeah! I remember that." she laughs.

"Have you?" you ask curiously.

"Have I?" she trails off.

"Have you ever had sex with a guy?" you ask.

"Oh, uh no." she shrugs.

"You and Peter never did it?" you ask her.

"We never had sex. I did give him head once many years ago when we were dating."

"Did he give you head at least?"

"No," she laughs, "The one time he tried to finger me, I couldn't get wet. A month later I told him I thought I was gay and he supported me. Kept the secret until I was ready. And we agreed that it wouldn't be weird. And it hasn't." she smiles.

"Peters a good guy. I just hope that Gwen doesn't take advantage of that." you point out. MJ nods in agreement.

"She seems kinda territorial. But it is what it is." MJ's eyes flick to your lips then back up to your eyes.

"What was this?" you ask, "Was this just sex? Are were gonna just be friends with benefits? I need to know, because like I said MJ, I really like you." you tell her.

"Let me take you on a date. I want to show you off. I've had a crush on you since senior year, and I would have asked you way sooner if I knew you were interested too." she smiles.

"I would love that." you kiss her.

That you would.

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