#Might fuck around and draw the dilfs next watch out

[newtonsheffield]

Molly we need more DILF Daddy Sharma and Uni student Mary!! 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏. We love DILF Daddy Sharma he charmed Mary with cheeky little Kate and we love that for him! 🔥🔥🌶️🌶️🫣🫣

Look, the story of Mile High Mary and Tharman is a little scandalous. I’m not sure if you can handle it.

Mary’s mother told her that her father’s work friend Tharman was looking for someone to watch his daughter, an allegedly adorable three year old while he worked. He was looking for a Nanny, essentially. And Mary was still on break from Uni so she thought she’d put herself up for the job. And from the moment she met Tharman Sharma, she knew she shouldn’t have.

He was handsome, and her mother had made him seem like he was her father’s ago. Middle aged and balding and he… definitely wasn’t that. He was handsome with his dark hair curling against his forehead and his neatly trimmed beard and his voice made something shiver down her spine when he said her name.

“And… when you go back to university?”

Mary blinked at him across the table at the cafe, “That’s not for a few months, And my schedule can generally be rearranged as long as I’m not doing clinical work.”

“You’re studying to be a…” He seemed as though he was trying to remember what her father might have told him and Mary was suddenly acutely aware of the fact that he was humouring her, this man, doing a favour for her father. “Dentist?”

“An optometrist.” She corrected, “The blue hair will disappear when I go back to uni. It was… a drunken dare.” She suddenly realised that probably wasn’t the kind of thing she should tell a man who she was hoping would entrust her with the care of his child. “I… it was just after finals. I don’t like… have a drinking problem.”

To her surprise Tharman smiled, “I remember what it was like to be 19.”

“I just turned twenty.”

“My mistake.” He sighed, scratching his beard. “Look, your Dad says you’re pretty responsible and I trust him so… can you be here tomorrow at eight for an interview with the boss?”

“Aren’t you the boss?”

“You would think so.” He chuckled, “But the boss is yay high.” He gestured to a spot near his knee, “And she answers to Katie.”

There was something so sweet in it. something that made her smile. “I can be here.”

Mary was nervous, when she made her way back to his house the next day, and he caught her off guard when he smiled at her as the door opened. “Come on in, she’s just through here.”

she was beautiful. The minute Mary saw her something in her softened. She looked up at the sound of her name and her dark curls fell in her eyes as she smiled. “Is this my new friend?”

“Maybe it is.” He chuckled, “This is Mary.”

Katie peaked around her father, “She’s pretty.”

“Thank you, Katie.” Mary hummed, sitting beside her and the array of stuffed dogs. “What are we playing?”

“We’re playing Dog Fairies.”

“Oh of course.” Mary hummed as though it were obvious, settling into the game as it was explained to her.

__________

“He;s just… so fucking hot!” Mary whined to her friend as they sat in the bar. “Do you think it’s possible to get pregnant from just a look?”

Her friend rolled her eyes, “You need to get this guy out of your system.”

It was harder than she thought it would be. Not the job. Katie was so sweet. So gentle and bubbly and eager to do and learn as much as she could. It was just… hard to be around Tharman. He was gentle, proud of his daughter, every single drawing and craft project littered the walls of his office when she took Kate to see him for lunch. And she’d tried not to let it become habit, having coffee with him at the end of the day but it had. He told her about how he’d lost his wife, and how desperately he wanted Kate to grow up happy and loved. Safe. And it made her chest ache.

“Okay but consider this,” Mary said, “He was running late the other day and when I got there he was in a towel, fresh from the shower and I was ready to drop to my knees and call him Daddy.”

“You’re disgusting.” Emily grimaced, “That man is just… trying to live his life.”

“Oh, he flirts with me plenty.”

“Does he?”

The problem was she wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure if him offering to drive her home when it got late was something. She wasn’t sure if the way his jaw tensed when she mentioned having a date at the weekend was jealousy or him trying not to here about the daughter of his friend getting laid.

Emily took her silence as fact. “He’s just trying to raise his adorable daughter. And you’re there, wearing out your vibrator.”

Mary scoffed, “I haven’t worn it out. I actually just got a new one in his honour.”

“Foul. Fucking foul.”

_______________

She shouldn’t have been thinking about it. But something had been churning petulantly in her stomach since he asked her if she could stay late tonight. His bother in laws were taking him out, he said.

She loved spending time with Kate. Of course she did. The little girl cuddled up on her chest as they watched The Little Mermaid eating popcorn and chocolate until she fell asleep. But now Kate had gone to bed. And it was past 11, and her father was nowhere to be seen. And mary couldn’t do anything but think about someone else’s hands on him.

Keys sounded in the hall and the front door opened and closed and Mary sat up, picking up the book she’d abandoned ages ago. He looked tired when he came into the living room, his hair rumpled, already rolling his sleeves.

“Hey.” She hoped her voice sounded casual, but she knew it didn’t. “Good night?”

“it was… weird.” Tharman sighed, scratching his beard. “Do you drink?”

“I ah…” This was a bad idea. Surely it was a bad idea.

“Right. Of course you do. Blue hair. Have a drink with me.”

She followed him into the kitchen where he sat down two glasses on the counter with a clack and filled them with whiskey. Mary cleared her throat, “It was that good huh?”

Tharman sighed, taking a long drag “My brother in laws think I need to… get out more. That I need to… clear my head I guess.”

“Didn’t work.”

“It didn’t.” He groaned, “You’re young, why is dating weird now?”

Mary laughed, “How old are you?”

“I’m 31.” He nodded, “May as well be 150 because it’s been so long since I… dated.”

Mary took a drink from her glass and it burned in her chest, “Since you dated, or since you fucked someone?”

His mouth fell open in surprise and panic flickered through her chest but he laughed, the noise warm and solid and nice. “I haven’t had sex since Kate was born. Since my wife… died.”

“Three years is a long time.”

He looked at her and his eyes darkened and the words seemed to slip from his lips unbidden, “How long as it been since you had sex?”

Mary’s stomach dropped.

“I’m so sorry.” He said quickly, “That was so inappropriate. Fuck!”

“It’s been a few months.” She said casually, “Now that I’m working I’ve been having a slow dating life.”

It was almost true.

Tharman nodded and his knees brushed hers. “See you’re… a fucking beautiful woman though. I’m a guy that has sticky handprints on my jeans and when I say I have a three year old daughter women immediately shut down.”

“Oh, because you;re so hideous.” Mary rolled her eyes, “You’re a hot young Dad. An engineer. Any woman would be lucky to date you.”

“The evidence tonight suggests otherwise.”

“Well, the right person wouldn’t;t see Kate as a problem. The right person would love Kate because she’s sweet and beautiful and adorable and they’d be lucky to be part of that.”

Neither of them spoke, for a long moment he didn’t say anything and then he sighed and his fingertips brushed the bare skin of her thigh. An accident as he reached for his drink.

“I’m supposed to be clearing my head. Not this.”

“From what?” Mary could barely breathe.

Tharman sighed, “Just… Fuck. I’m a mess.” He laughed, “Why did I think anyone would want to date this?”

“Plenty of people would.”

“Know any?”

Tension rippled through the room, and Mary didn’t stop to think. She reached out and crashed her lips against his.

He gasped against her lips but he didn’t pull away, his tongue tangled with hers and his hands gripped her hips, pulling her firmly against his chest.

“I really shouldn’t do this.” He gasped, his hands tugging her legs up around his waist. “I told myself I wouldn’t do this to you.”

“Yes, you should. Yes you fucking should.”

______________

And it would have been fine, surely it would have, were it not for the fact that her father walked in on them two weeks later. Both of them bare, his arms cradling her as they moved together. And everything exploded.

“What the fuck are you doing to my daughter?!”

#mile high #mary x tharman

[isleofdragon]

I think I have a curse.

Raptor Attack #3 went fabulous. I tried punching them off the swampward cliff, but they weren't getting shoved, and I think they broke all my legs, sooo I just jumped off the cliff. I looked behind me and was soothed by the sight of both these fucking raptors launching off the cliff after me. And as I watched them eat my corpse, I was happy.

I snuck down there again and lured them even farther away. We don't need a repeat of Red Raptor That Hid Nearby And Then Ambushed Me.

So I get back home and decide to build my new, second, better watch tower (first one kinda on hold).

And theres a Long Claws SO close. So I say "Topaz," (that's my igua's name), "let's get outta here. Let's vacay. I know a hill on the other side of the beaches. We can get cool stuff. Let's go."

We are sprinting gracefully along, and get onto the beach. And in the corner of my eye I see RED MIST. Oh fuck. Wait--an alpha?? This is the easy zone? I'm on easy mode?

No time to investigate. Do not stop running if you maybe see a raptor. Investigate later, or even never.

So I get across some water and finally turn back and YEAH ITS AN ALPHA RAPTOR.

Okay. Good thing I'm going on vacay!

I turn to face my route. I do not take one step. There is a SPINOSAUR. I retreat as much as I can without re-entering Alpha Raptor Danger Zone.

And I have nowhere to go except home. I'm about to sneak up a beachside cliff path when I remember: shit! that's where the Long Claws is! Okay plan A B C D? Plan D: I'll go the long route around, once the raptor meanders a bit farther from the beach. But that's when I remember:

Shit! If I go that way, I'll end up on the base of the cliff where I threw those fucking raptors!!!

🤭🤭🤭 I am genuinely having a great time. This is fun for me lol.

Okay so I ask my clever smart darling wife, who analyzes the situation and then suggests my "Thread the needle through the Spinosaur and the Alpha Raptor, which will absolutely take me right to the Long Claws, BUT Long Claws gave a fairly agreeable space bubble so i should be able to time things right and slip through.

I make it up the beachside cliff path and I'm hiding on the very edge. The Alpha Raptor has meandered quite a ways away down the beach, so I figure if the Long Claws attacks, I might need to leap off the cliff to escape (pretty sure Topaz can survive it).

But what do I come NOSE TO NOSE with?

A GIANT BEE NEST.

I could go back, but then I'd still have to get passed either the Spinosaur or the Alpha Raptor (who was currently hogging the southern end of the beach, which blocks my other routes). But I sure as fuck can't sit next to this stupid beehive! These things killed my first Iguanadon!

The Long Claws is having a nice little meander over to the cliff. Appreciating the seaside breeze maybe? I lingered for a couple seconds and as soon as the Long Claws turned a little, I BOLTED.

ALL THE WAY HOME.

And I decided: I needed to deal with the bees that had spawned. After getting chased across a cliff, beach, waterway, and second beach by TWO carbonemys (I stole their egg RIP), I was worried the bees would follow me home.

So I whistled for my two toughest dilfs: Walker and Nath. And I lure the bees into the opening, where my dilfs start doing their best to fight em. But...I did not realize the dilfs lack of height would hinder them so much. And these GIANT BEES will not stop chasing me. I basically do a Scooby-Do gag, running back and forth, being chased by angry bees and slightly slower loyal dilfs. I loop back around to draw the bees right over the dilfs but they just cant take them out.

OH. ITS ONLY TWO BEES BTW. But ONE killed my last Iguanadon.

Topaz's health gets low. Panic mode. What the fuck. I can't hit these bees any better than my dilfs. I don't even have cool poison spit. And there's no way I'm risking killing Topaz while trying to hit them with spears or arrows.

I sprint home. It's my savior on my roof: Potato Shale. (She's more gray in the sunlight). And zip as close to her as I can and then wait. "Easy, Topaz. Let 'em come. I know it sucks to be bait, but if we can get 'em over here, we got a raptor on our side."

Success! Though, apparently I also left my house door open during my panic, which means every dog I own tried to come join the fight. Night was setting and I was scared and hurrying but I finally got everyone tucked into bed (aka, Dimorphodon on my table, dilfs out of my way, Moschops in the forge, Topaz on the third-floor roof, and Shale on the second floor roof.

What a day. Time for bed I don't know how to sleep so I stay up all night making uhhhhhh.

Okay I'm not using that word because the bots will find me.

I made sleepy goo :)

Cue the lovely morning. Triumphant! Brave! Amazing! Wonderful!

I decide that Topaz and I oughta make a loop and check things out. Maybe find a new friend!

LONG CLAWS. He's on the OTHER SIDE of my little home, somehow, and I almost walk right into it because he's in the thick trees with bamboo stuff and I barely catch a glimpse of those long claws silhouetted between the greenery.

"...No way. I don't even see it anymore. I'm being nervous, is all."

Linger...linger... Oh, okay! Its the Long Claws. Seems to be the same one from before, though I have no idea how it got across my area without issue.

Okay, fine, the Long Claws is fine. I'm going to the beach to see if that Alpha Raptor moved on.

A trio of parasaurs are foraging on the beach. What a good sign! If they havent been eaten yet, then maybe that Alpha Raptor moved on.

Wait. What is that, further inland? Is that another parasaur? It looks...different...

No red glow, though. And definitely too slow and steady to be a raptor. I would have guessed it was a Long Claws based on its size and movement, but it clearly had a more raptor-ish body plan.

Did I forget a dinosaur? Who else is that big and slow? Iguanodon are quicker and take smaller steps. But not a parasaur; no long head horn. I am trying to remember other slow, bipedal, parasaur-y raptor-y dinosaurs when it hits me.

So first of all, there are TWO.

And second of all, they are... They can't be! This is the default starting area! I've already fought off THREE raptor attacks, dodged an alpha raptor, had my vacay cut short by a Spinosaur, snuck around 1-2 Long Claws, and got into a fight with BEES, which I WON.

I sneak a little closer... And yeah. They are indeed carnataurs. Carnitaurs? I don't know. They look like if T Rex had a brother and you thought "oh that's your little bro?" and then the 'little' bro runs up to you and headbutts you with the full force of a charging dinosaur and roars 'DONT CALL ME LITTLE.' Like, they're not as big as T-Rex, and they have the siiiiillliest little arms, but they have two horn nubs and 95% of all the rage in the universe.

I've seen them ages ago, in my previous play. They were in the mountains, and on the other side of the conifer trees. And in other zones where you can respawn, briefly, if you want a quick glimpse around before one of the many predators kills you without even being seen. They make GREAT areas for a base...once you have a Yuttyranaus or something to fend off the carnitaurs.

I am on Baby Beach. Why are they here. I don't think my raptor can even fight them off. Raptors have the speed and strength to kill most things in a few seconds, but if the battle doesn't end soon, their low stamina and low health are easily overpowered once their speedy attacks have worn them out.

Maybe I need to move somewhere safer. But?? Where is safer than Baby Beach??? Uwa.

#thedragonqueenspeaks

[starcadestration]

Shout out to all the milfs of Encanto 😔✊

#Might fuck around and draw the dilfs next watch out #Whyd they have to make the music in this movie so banging too #My poor YouTube recommended is already fucked up #Encanto #Fanart #My art #bruno madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #artists on tumblr

[salazarslytherin]

sex on fire (s.b x y/n)

summary: an encounter with sirius in the kitchen

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cw/tw: smut, pussy slapping, fingering, dumbification, praise kink, like exhibitionism if you squint, age difference (reader is of age!)

word count: 2.14k

a/n: Inspired. SO HEAVILY by @thotbutpurple’s dilf!marauders headcanons, specifically this post for this imagine. also heavily inspired by @acosmis-t's fic peanut. honestly this is just, self-indulgent. might do a dilf!series, I'm not sure reblog to boost please xxx

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Some people would think that it’s weird to like someone almost twenty years your senior. And if we’re being honest, you thought the same too.

That was until Sirius fucking Black walked into your life.

One of your dad’s best friends from high school, Sirius appeared in your life when you were sixteen, riding back into town on a Bugatti motorcycle and a battered leather jacket. A photographer who’d travelled the world, he came back to your small town to spend time with his younger brother and his old friends from high school.

That spelt weekend barbecues at your house, watching the absolute hunk of a man walk around your house shirtless, or in the thinnest fucking white tank you’ve ever seen in your life. Whether Sirius owned clothes that weren’t band tees, white tanks, and ripped jeans, you didn’t know.

But secretly, you hoped he didn’t.

⚔︎.

Now it’s been three years since Sirius had returned, and yet another one of your dad’s friends’ barbecues was being held at your house. The men were out back barbecuing – they called themselves the Marauders, the name never not making you laugh. Unfortunately, this week you were unable to join them, holed up in your room to study for your finals.

With the weather heating up as it neared the beginning of the summer, you could feel each individual bead of sweat run down your spine. Unable to focus on anything with the immense heat and the overwhelming stress you were feeling, you took out your earphones and got up off your chair, deciding to go downstairs to get something cold to drink.

Opening your bedroom door, you could hear the music playing from the backyard, the booming laughter of the various men standing around the barbecue grill. Walking down the stairs, you recited the formulas you were revising earlier, not at all paying attention to anything around you. Stepping into the kitchen, you kept staring at the flashcards you held, opening the fridge door to grab the carton of juice you knew was in there.

“That focused, are we?”

The deep voice scared you, making the flashcards from your grasp fall all over the tiled flooring. You whipped around to see Sirius leaning against the kitchen sink, smirking as he watched you. You watched him in return, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he downed a gulp from his beer bottle.

Shaking yourself off, you turned back to the fridge and grabbed the carton, before placing it on the counter and closing the door. You bent over to pick up the flashcards that you had dropped earlier, only to hear a splutter of a cough behind you.

You turned around as you placed the cards next to the carton, seeing Sirius cough into his forearm, his abs flexing beneath the thin tank top he wore.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay, Sirius?”

The man waved his hand at you, placing the beer bottle between his lips as his eyes scanned up and down your body, smirking around the bottle.

“S’nothing, Y/N.”

Your eyes followed Sirius’s gaze, looking down to realise just exactly why he had his little impromptu coughing fit. Given the heat, you’d forgotten you were only wearing a thin tank top and booty shorts that day, meaning that when you bent over, you’d given Sirius quite the show. You felt yourself turn red as you realised, spinning around promptly to grab a glass from the upper cabinets.

Unfortunately for you, but quite a fortunate happenstance for Sirius, all the glasses on the bottom shelf had been taken outside for “public consumption”, and only those on the top shelf remained.

Conscious of your every move in front of the hottest man you had ever known in your damned life, you stood up onto your tippy toes, reaching for the glasses on the top shelf. You could feel your shorts riding up as you reached up as high as you possibly could, honestly just contemplating climbing on top of the counters to reach the glasses.

All you wanted was some damned juice.

As you struggled, you heard a chuckle sound behind you, then footsteps. Warmth emanating from behind you, and then a hard body pressed up against you. Your body tensed up as you felt Sirius’s body behind you, swallowing audibly. You saw a hand reach up above yours, the large appendage wrapping around the blue glass before receding as the warmth moved away from you.

“Here you go, pumpkin.”

The nickname made your mouth run dry as you turned around to take the glass from the man, smiling slightly at him. You felt a shiver run down your spine as your fingertips grazed his, having to grip the glass unreasonably tight as you felt your hands weaken at his warmth.

“Thanks.”

Your voice croaked at the word, Sirius’s smirk growing on his face yet again. You took the carton and poured yourself a glass, sipping on it as you leaned against the counter, mirroring Sirius who was back to sipping at his beer bottle.

You could feel your exam stress building up again as your hand reached for the flashcards again, flipping through them as you mouthed the different formulas and definitions written on them.

“Stressed, Y/N?”

You hummed in agreement as you focused on the cards in your hands, the glass having been returned to the counter as you sunk back into revision mode, barely registering the clink of the beer bottle being placed in the kitchen sink as the man made his way towards you.

“Want some help, destressing, hmm?”

You looked up at the man only to find him right in front of you, your body straightening up as you watched his teasing expression, lips curled and eyebrows raised.

You knew Sirius knew the way you felt about him. The way you sucked in a breath the first time you’d seen him, the way you licked your lips subconsciously at the sight of him, the way you thought about him when you touched yourself…

He wasn’t exactly subtle with hiding the innuendos.

You shook yourself free of those thoughts as Sirius watched you, almost as if he knew what you were thinking.

“More juice, maybe?”

The smirk only grew bigger as the man shook the carton slightly, uncapping it and tilting his head backwards, drinking straight from the carton itself. You watched with your mouth hanging open slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing entrancingly with every gulp.

“Oops, I might've finished it all. Though, I think there’s still a little more in here…”

Sirius watched you almost mockingly, mouth dropping open to show the bare minimum of juice left in his mouth.

The man knew you wanted him, and felt the exact same way towards you. He couldn’t help it.

The moment you stepped into the kitchen, he was a goner. The tank top clinging to your breasts, showing just the right amount of cleavage, the shortest fucking shorts he’d ever seen you in barely covering your ass, the man was holding himself together by a thread at this point.

“Hmm? You want it?”

Sirius’s eyes scanned your every move, eyebrows raising as you pushed off the counter slowly.

“Come get it.”

⚔︎.

You didn’t know who moved towards who in that split second, only that a moment later your world was turned upside down. Sirius’s lips were soft and sweet – the entrancing taste of Sirius overwhelming you, beer and orange juice mixing together in the kiss. As promised, Sirius’s tongue pushed a dribble of juice into your mouth, making you moan into his lips as your arms wrapped around his neck, flashcards scattering across the tiled flooring yet again, his hands coming up to grip your waist. The man’s calloused hands fingered the hem of your top, pushing the edges up, his thumb drawing circles on your hip bone.

You gasped at the feeling of his fingers on your skin, feeling Sirius chuckle against your lips at your surprise. Your own hands moved from his neck to his shoulders, sliding down to his arms. You could feel Sirius’s arms tensing at the feeling, the veins on his muscled forearms like braille under your fingertips.

Grunting into your lips, the man stepped forward, pushing you up against the counter, the edge right against the small of your back.

“Can I?”

Sirius asked breathlessly, lips bright red from what felt like minutes, but also hours, of yours against his. He ghosted the elastic of your shorts, eyes flicking between yours as he awaited your approval or disapproval.

You nodded, unable to speak as you held your breath.

Was this actually happening, or were you having some sort of heat stroke-induced delusion?

“Turn around and bend over for me then, doll.”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you nodded again, rendered dumb by your disbelief at the situation. You bent over the counter, leaning on your forearms as you looked over your shoulder, watching Sirius crouched down, hooking his fingers into your shorts, pulling your panties down as well in one move.

The man sucked in a breath at the sight of you bottomless, making your face turn red.

“Such a pretty pussy…”

The blush spread throughout your body as you noticed how close Sirius was to you, his breath ghosting your clit as he did nothing. Simply staring at your cunt. His hands moved up from your ankles, where he’d brought your shorts down to, and spread you open, fingers dipping inside you unintentionally, but it was likely to have been intentional. You squeaked at the feeling, walls clenching around thin air.

This is so fucking embarrassing. But your body seemed to disagree, feeling yourself become wetter at the feeling of Sirius’s eyes on you.

Moving in to take a closer look, the older man sent you one of his signature panty-dropping smiles.

Literally, in this case.

“I’m going to fucking ruin it.”

You threw your head forward as Sirius ran his forefinger up and down your slit, the brief contact with your clit making you let out a loud moan of surprise. Your eyes squeezed shut as you hid your head in your forearms, Sirius’s finger stretching you out as you moaned into your arms.

“Don’t be so loud, doll. Do you want everyone to hear you?”

You shook your head, biting your lip as Sirius moved his finger in and out of you, growing wetter at the thought of anyone catching you here. In the kitchen.

With your dad’s best friend.

All coherent thought was interrupted as Sirius’s other hand landed on your clit, rolling the nub between his thumb and forefinger. The movement made your brain short-circuit, letting out a loud gasping moan as he pushed a second finger inside you as well.

“S-Sirius. Fuck.”

The man tutted from behind you but didn’t even falter in his movements, seemingly spurred by your pleasure to pump his fingers in and out of you even faster. You were so immersed in the pleasure that your eyes shot open in surprise as a sharp slap landed on your clit.

“What the fuck?”

Your head whipped back to look at the older man, who merely lifted a brow at your outburst, his fingers still thrusting into you, the sinful sounds echoing around the kitchen.

“Told you to shut up, doll. Or are you too dumb to understand simple instruction, hmm?”

As he said that, Sirius curled his fingers inside of you, making you choke on your breath as he hit something inside of you.

“S-Sirius. I-”

Another slap landed on your cunt, but the pain mixed in with the insane amounts of pleasure you were feeling, your eyes squeezing shut once more to see nothing but stars in the midst of your pleasure.

“I told you to be silent, didn’t I? How’ve I fucked you dumb already.”

You whined silently, wiggling your hips slightly as your walls clenched around him, feeling your pleasure mount inside you, climbing towards its precipice.

“Your pussy’s so tight around my fingers. You wanna cum, love?”

You bit down on your forearm, moaning out into it as you nodded, your orgasm threatening to erupt on his fingers.

Sirius curled his fingers inside you, the movement pushing you over the edge as you nearly screamed, thanking the heavens that someone, probably Sirius, had come up with the idea of blasting AC/DC in the backyard. Convulsing around the older man’s fingers, your chest fell onto the countertop, your fluids running down your thigh as Sirius pulled his fingers out of you slowly. The feeling of being empty made you whine, hand searching blindly behind you to find Sirius.

“Want more.”

A chuckle sounded behind you, Sirius’s hand finding its way to your hair, threading his long fingers through it.

“You didn’t think I was done, did you, pumpkin?”

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[sleepysnk]

i made this because honestly i could not get enough of dilf jean 😩❤ i hope you guys enjoy! ♡

Perfect Fit

Pairings: Dilf!Sugar Daddy!Jean Kirstein x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW

A giggle escaped (Y/N)'s lips as she watched Jean take another one of her shopping bags, he was already holding four or five of them around his forearms. 

"You sure you can hold all of that?" she asked, a smile on her features. 

Jean chuckled, "Of course, anything for you princess." 

Her cheeks grew warm from the nickname he had given her, Jean always treated her like a princess anyway; he got her anything she wanted. She was his sugar baby after all. According to Jean, she always deserved the best and the most amazing treatment.

"Where to now?" he asked, shoving his wallet into his pocket. 

She started to make her way down the street with him by her side, she wasn't exactly sure where she wanted to go. The two had been to almost every fancy store downtown and it was almost like she couldn't decide, almost like a little kid who got a million different candy choices. This time she got to pick the candy she wanted. 

"I'm not sure," she replied, shrugging her shoulders. 

Jean put his hand near the small of her back. "We can head back soon.. it has been a long day after all," he whispered, his voice husky. 

She felt a chill go down her spine. "Sounds good to me," she smirked. 

Jean caught the hint of amusement in her eyes, it was such a turn on for him. He loved the way she could look at him and make him harder than a rock, it was almost like her secret talent. 

He looked around the streets for other shops he could take her into, his eyes scanned over the different shops and clothing stores. Nothing really caught his eye, until his vision fell upon the dark maroon doors of the lingerie shop. 

His cock twitched at the idea of her in lingerie, she had always worn it for him whenever he asked, but it was always a turn on for him. He always ended up tearing it off and leaving the fabric all ripped, who could blame him? He just likes her that much. 

"(Y/N), love," he said, stopping her in her tracks. 

She turned to meet him. "What's up?" she asked, blinking. 

He nodded his head towards the lingerie shop next to them. "Let's go in here," he replied.

She eyed the shop, shock written all over her face. She was certain she had passed this shop many times before meeting Jean, and she did it for a reason, the lingerie was expensive and it didn't necessarily come cheap. 

"Okay.." she said, opening the doors, Jean following behind her. 

The smell of perfume filled their noses as they entered, it was warm, almost like a blanket was placed over the two. It was better than the fall air outside. 

Jean's eyes explored the different mannequins that had different lingerie placed on them, he could tell that it was the finest quality fabrics. It wasn't any kind of cheap thing a person could find online for $30, it was almost $190.

(Y/N) ran her fingers along the different bra and underwear sets, her mind wondering what she could try on or what color might fit her best. Jean always said she looked good in white or baby pink, he said it reminded him of an angel. 

"Jean?" she said, turning back to see him eyeing one of the body suits. 

His head turned towards her. "Yes? What's up? Did you find something you like?" he asked, nodding. 

She made her way towards him. "No, but I do want to try some things on. Should I start with this?" she said, running her fingers over the fabric. 

Jean blinked for a moment before speaking. "Yeah! Try it on, I want to see if it looks nice," he replied, holding it out for her. 

She took it from his hands and turned to make her way towards the dressing rooms, a few women stood around looking at the lingerie, others just gawked at the way Jean looked. Who could blame them though? He always looked good.

"Just one?" the worker asked, looking at (Y/N). 

She nodded, "Yes please," 

The worker led her to one of the dressing rooms near the far end, Jean trailing behind her with his phone in his hands. He was trying his best to distract the aching of his cock in his pants, but he couldn't help it, the idea of his sugar baby all dressed up for him made all the blood rush to his dick. 

"Let me know if you need any help princess," Jean said, leaning against the wall in front of the dressing room she was in. 

"I will!" she called back. 

Jean looked up from his phone and crossed his arms, he wanted to get back home as soon as possible to relieve this ache. If he didn't he just might have to fuck her in the car, but it'd be such a mess, especially with how the two of them are. 

An idea suddenly popped into his head, a dirty one too. 

He looked around the hallway he was in, the only visible people around were some of the women going into changing rooms or the one worker who seemed bored out of her mind just standing there. 

No one would catch him, right? He could always say she asked for help, plus it'd be quick.

Jean moved towards the door of the room, he could hear her shuffling around behind it. He assumed she was getting naked or somewhat nude, it'd be the perfect opportunity.

He knocked on the door. "(Y/N).. can I come in?" he asked, looking around to see if anyone was nearby. 

He felt the doorknob click, she had unlocked the door. "Mhm.." she hummed back. 

Jean opened the door and closed it as quick as he could, his eyes were filled with the sight of his sugar baby standing there with the lingerie on. 

Oh was it the sight.

It fit her perfectly, the swell of her breasts were outlined by the black material, black hearts covered her nippes, and it hugged her body. 

"Is something wrong?" she asked, blinking a bit.

Jean's mouth was slack, "N-No! You look.. so fucking sexy right now. I love it," he replied. 

She felt her cheeks growing warm, she always felt bashful around Jean; he had such a way with words that it always made butterflies form in her stomach. 

He plopped down in the small chair that was in the room, two mirrors faced each wall, giving Jean a view of both ends of her body. 

"Come here.." he said, patting the spot on his lap. 

She turned and sat down on his thigh, she felt a chill go down her spine as his hands began to explore the skin of her thighs. He played with the fabric near her cunt, which was starting to grow warm and pool with need. 

"J-Jean?" she said, her voice coming out almost like a whimper. 

His lips brushed against the skin of her neck, causing goosebumps to flare on her skin. "Do you like that..? It's very lewd of you to be turned on in a public place baby girl,"

A quiet moan escaped her mouth as his fingers found their way to her clit, her arousal pooled around it, soaking the lingerie she was wearing. 

"Jean.. please!" she cried, burying her face into the crook of his neck. 

Jean chuckled against her skin. "You gotta be quiet for me beautiful.. I don't want anyone to hear your pretty voice when I make you cum," he whispered. "Understand?"

She shook her head instantly. "Y-Yes.."

A smirk formed onto his face. "Good, now take this off. We can't ruin it now, can we?" he said, tugging at the material around her body. 

She stood for a second, peeling the lingerie off of her body. It dropped to the floor, leaving her naked and exposed in front of him. 

His cock twitched in his pants, he wanted to fuck her so badly. He knew deep down it was impossible to do it without any major noise, so he figured to do something small until they could get home and get the real show started. 

"Come sit here, this time facing the mirror," he said, moving the chair so it now sat in front of the mirror. 

She sat down on his lap, her back now pressing into his chest. She could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage, his print pressing into her butt. 

Jean used his hands to spread her legs open, her feet now on his thighs, she was wide open for him and she could see it in the mirror. 

"Fuck me.. look at that pretty pussy," he said, spreading her lips apart to see her hot core; arousal pooling from it. 

She threw her head back as she felt his fingers circling her clit, bolts of electricity went through her stomach and down her spine almost instantly. 

"Jean.." she whimpered, digging her nails into his jacket. 

He nibbled on the shell of her ear. "You're such a good girl.. staying so quiet for me.. do you want my fingers in your pussy (Y/N)?" he asked. 

She bucked her hips as she felt his fingers go closer to the entrance of her pussy. "Jean, please! Go inside me.." she cried, squeezing her eyes shut. 

A low chuckle rumbled in his throat. "As you wish, pretty girl.." he replied, shoving two digits into her hot cavern. 

A loud moan came from her mouth, Jean's fingers filled her hole instantly, she was so wet for him. He could almost cum on the spot from just fingering her, her pussy was always so nice and warm, it drew him in whenever he wanted to fuck her. 

"Look at the mirror.." he ordered, putting his arm around her waist. 

She looked towards her reflection in front of her, Jean's fingers were knuckle deep inside of her cunt, the sight was turning her on; Jean could feel her walls squeezing around him. 

"B-Baby.." she moaned, putting her hand near his wrist to draw him deeper inside. 

Jean kissed her at her neck, slightly sucking on the skin. "Look at you.. being such a good girl for daddy, take my fucking fingers," he said, quickening the pace. 

She covered her mouth to suppress any noises that threatened to escape, she felt her body growing warm, and her vision going white whenever his fingers hit that spot inside of her. 

"Yes.. oh fuck.." she whimpered, looking into the reflection. She could see Jean staring right at her, his honey eyes were blown with lust and desire. 

"You wanna cum for me? I can feel you getting close.." Jean said, curling his fingers inside her wet cunt. "You're so wet for me.."

She lifted her hips to inch him deeper, her walls were sucking him in; squelching noises came from her pussy as he thrusted his fingers into her without hesitation. Her hand went to his cheek where she turned his face to meet hers, their lips crashing onto one another. 

She gasped as finger curled towards her g-spot, he took the opportunity to explore her mouth with his tongue. The kiss was sloppy, salvia formed around her mouth making their kisses smack. 

He pulled away, his eyes going down to her puffy lips. "Fuck, you are one pretty sight. I want you to cum all over my fingers," he said, licking his lips. 

She whimpered feeling his fingers quicken against her cunt, his thumb playing with her clit to double the pleasure. It was almost becoming too much, her body was twitching and the knot in her stomach was threatening to break any moment. 

"J-Jean! I'm close.." she cried, digging her nails into his wrist. 

His eyes went to the mirror, she looked so fucking sexy like that. She was crumbling beneath him, her eyes were squeezed shut and her lips were parted with small moans coming from them. He could feel the way her walls fluttered around him, her orgasm was approaching.

He gripped at the skin of her waist, he pulled her tightly against him; his fingers thrusting into her at that same quick pace. Her moans began to fall from her mouth, she could barely form sentences at that point, the pleasure felt so good and she wanted to cum so bad. 

"Cum all over my fucking fingers baby.. you can do it," Jean cooed, nibbling on her ear. 

She let out a cry of pleasure as her orgasm took over her body, her walls tightening around his fingers; arousal coating them. Her thighs twitched and her breath became uneven from the effects.

"Good girl.."

She smiled to herself from the praise, she could barely stand from all of it. Her body was warm, a layer of sweat was glistening on her skin. 

"Suck," he said, holding his fingers near her lips. 

She opened her mouth letting his fingers slide in, her slick coating her tongue; the taste filling her mouth. 

Jean removed his fingers from her mouth, a trail of saliva connected from her lips to the tips. He rubbed off the spit and tapped her thigh. 

"Come on.. let's check out and get out of here," he said, sitting up in the chair. 

She stood on wobbly legs, she quickly threw on her clothes and picked up the lingerie which was hanging on the wall. Jean came over to her, pressing a kiss onto her cheek before heading towards the door of the dressing room. 

Jean took her hand into his, heading towards the checkout counter. The two stood waiting as the cashier began to scan the item, Jean's hand went to her ass, causing her to look up at him. 

"Let me get you another one.. this one is covered in something," the cashier said, smiling a bit. 

(Y/N)'s cheeks grew warm, a chuckle coming from Jean. "Weird! We didn't notice that," he replied. 

The cashier came over with the same lingerie. "Have a good day," she said, handing over the bag.

(Y/N) smiled and exited the store with Jean, embarrassment written all over her face. "That was.. not good," she said, rubbing the back of her neck. 

Jean chuckled, taking her hand into his. "I found it pretty amusing.. but we should finish what we started," he said, smirking. 

"Sounds like a plan to me.." she replied, looking up at him. 

Jean laughed before taking her towards the car.

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Here is a list of amazing bottom Louis fics that were posted or completed during the month of January. Between the third month of the Bottom Louis Fic Fest and all the other fics that authors posted throughout the month, it’s clear that this was a great way to start off the year of bottom Louis fics!  Happy reading!

1) Leave It All Here In This Bed | Explicit | 1071 words

One of Louis’s many sleepless nights.

2) Games Are Only Fun If You Win | Explicit | 1554 words

Louis and Harry have a bet. If Louis wins that means he's off laundry duty. If he loses well.

Let's just say Harry won't be complaining.

3) If It Makes You Feel Alive | Explicit | 1691 words

Louis is horny one night on the tour bus so he and Harry fuck while trying not to get caught by the others.

4) Beg Me Silently | Explicit | 2140 words

“So, your boyfriend…is he planning a magic night for you at home?”

Louis snorts. “He’s not, actually. He’s pretty hardworking, you see, so he comes home late.”

“Such a shame.” Harry walks towards Louis, so close that they’re sharing the same space. “You’re so beautiful, Louis. If you were mine, I wouldn’t make you wait for me.”

5) Birthday Wishes | Explicit | 2895 words

Note: This is part 3 of this series.

The one where Harry takes Louis to dinner for his birthday, and gifts him with a vibrating butt plug he wears to the restaurant. Fluffy birthday sex follows.

6) New Year, New Beginnings | Explicit | 3577 words

Note: This is part 4 of this series.

The one where Louis and Harry unexpectedly end up at the same New Year's party. Louis makes Harry jealous, and Harry shows him just how bad of an idea that is.

7) Heaven In These Sheets | Explicit | 3557 words

Bunny Hybrid Louis has it out for his boyfriend’s phone.

8) Pits Of Love | Explicit | 3934 words

Harry smells Louis' sweat for the first time after they've moved in together. His alpha goes a bit wild.

9) First Blow Hits You Cold | Explicit | 3986 words

Louis wears a shirt with a big ass H on it for his livestream, and Harry really, really likes it.

10) Close Your Eyes And Surrender To Me | Explicit | 4209 words

Note: This is the sequel to this fic.

Harry hummed and pressed his lips to Louis’ forehead. “I am very stressed, but I also know you’re stressed and tired too.” He glanced to Louis’ face seeing the confirming nod. “But, if you’re sure you’re up for it.” Harry smirked, waiting for Louis to say it was okay before he laid the boy down on the bed and hovered over him. “I really love this color on you. You look so pretty. Always do.” He spoke quietly, rubbing his hands over Louis’ soft thighs and moving them to his tummy. He then moved his hands up to Louis’ hair. It had been a while since Louis’ last haircut and it was now long enough that he could tie it up in little ponytails and even little braids. Louis currently had two hair clips in his hair. One was gold with little stars on it and the other gold with a moon. “I love your hair princess. Do you feel pretty?” He asked.

11) P Is For | Explicit | 4349 words

Note: The pairing for this fic is Louis/Pedro Pascal.

Louis and Pedro, winter in New York, a coffee machine, and bilingualism.

12) Pull Out Your Heart | Explicit | 5028 words

He wants to apologise, the five letters sit on the tip of his tongue but he does not. It means nothing to either of them.

13) Loving You's the Antidote | Explicit | 5070 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 302: Alpha Harry & Omega Louis are divorced but still spend each other’s heat/rut together because they only really trust each other but things get complicated when Louis (or Harry, author’s choice) spend it with someone else. Cue angst with a happy ending.

14) Sweet Talk With A Hint Of Sin | Explicit | 5095 words

“What the hell are you wearing?” Harry had the nerve to ask, and Louis bristled slightly.

“Well, what the bloody fuck does it look like?” Louis snapped, breaking his seductive demeanor momentarily because he was wearing this ridiculous get-up for Harry. He had thought that this would go over well.

And now that the moment was here, it was going anything but.

Harry’s brain seemingly malfunctioned, completely unbothered by the fact that he was now standing in an actual pool of red wine, or that there might even be broken glass directly next to his feet. He was focused solely on his boy splayed out on their bed. “Are those ears?”

“Yes,” Louis mumbled, reaching up to finger the burnt orange fur of the fox ears. “And a tail,” he said, shifting to lay on his stomach so that his perky ass was on display, showing the way his lube slicked hole had been prepped and was now hugging the impressively sized plug attached to the fox tail.

15) New York's Beauty | Mature | 5274 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 104: AU where Harry is an alpha wolf and Louis is a hybrid kitten. They were roommates. While they were arguing about something stupid, Harry wanted to bend Louis over the kitchen table and knot him right there. He slowly accepted his feelings and extreme desire for Louis, so he started to tease the hybrid until he would beg Harry to fuck him. They fall in love.

Louis needs to feel comfortable with the camera so harry fucks him until he is blushing and calm and gentle.

16) I Went Astray To Make It Okay And He Made It Easy | Not Rated | 5537 words

Note: This is a sequel to #17 on this list.

Harry makes sure to put on his blue truckers hat that has 'if you ain't a fisherman, you ain't shit' printed on it to hold back his hair out of his eyes. He remembers when he came home after buying it and Louis went on for days about much he looked like such a Dad. He made sure to fuck him hard that night and show him that he's a fucking DILF not just a Dad. 

17) You Make My Heart Beat Like The Rain | Explicit | 6611 words

Note: This is the prequel to #16 on this list.

"You're stunning, eh?" Harry whispers, his Canadian accent thick with lust. It usually slips out when he gets horny because he knows it turns Louis on. Harry presses his lips into the curve of his neck. His hot breath makes Louis shiver. He opens his eyes and sees Harry's bigger, tattooed arms wrapped around him, completely engulfing his smaller frame—and, fuck, maybe he is up for it.

Why does his boyfriend have to be such a fucking DILF? He blames it on a twitter thread he read a few weeks ago.

18) Baby, Let Me Love You Goodbye | Explicit | 6837 words

Harry and Louis are going through a divorce after being together for 10 years, so Louis comes over to collect his things, and, well…what’s a little goodbye sex, just one last time?

19) A Place To Call Home | Mature | 8113 words

The thing is, he’s pretty sure he’s found home in a person in his life, someone who’s been essential in everything he’s done since he was seven years old. Through every broken bone, through every breakup, through every failure; through every triumph, personal and professional, and every goal he has scored in his time in Man U, there’s been someone there for it all.

That’s his best mate. Harry. A twenty-two year old with the kindest heart known to man, a slow drawl that is entirely too endearing, with the dreams to open up his own flower shop. A quiet and earnest boy with those he doesn’t know, and open and honest and absolutely lovely with those he loves.

It all hits him, really, the night of their final game of the Premier League. Again, timing is not his forté. They’re gearing up, ready to hit the field for the second half against Liverpool that determines their ranking in the League, when his brain decides to come online (after seventeen years, apparently), and conveniently supply him with the revelation that oh yeah, you’re kind of in love with your best friend.

20) To Love Without Reason | Explicit | 8854 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

“Come on in, soldier,” Louis pats Harry’s chest and walks away, leaving Harry to follow behind.

Harry stands in the living room, looking around at Louis’ dwelling. Family pictures placed high on a shelf, certificates of Louis’ practice, and other trinkets that make Harry entirely too nostalgic.

“I have to warn you,” Louis says as he puts the kettle on, the water droplets from his hair trickling down the golden skin of his back. “The door jams if you lock it so you'll have to leave it ajar.”

Harry acknowledges with a soft hum, too entranced by Louis’ glistening skin to form a coherent reply.

21) It's A Game We Play In The Sheets | Explicit | 9426 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

“Louis is… He’s a boy I’ve been talking to.” He bit his lip, grin evident. “After I watched one of his videos during a Harry Reacts a few weeks ago I messaged him and…”

His sentence was cut short by the sound of a timid little “Hi” being whispered into his ears.

Harry closed his eyes for a second, pausing to take in the online presence of the real-life fairy, before he opened them and smiled. “Hey Lou. Ready to play with me?”

22) One Track Mind | Explicit | 9911 words

“You have a lot of friends, huh?”

Harry nods again. “A few.” The muscles of his bicep flex under Louis’ touch, and the alpha looks a bit drunk from the feeling, his eyes blinking slower and lips quirking at the corners. He’s leaning in, his alpha scent surrounding Louis from all sides.

“Mm,” Louis hums, squeezing his fingers tight, just to hear the sharp way Harry inhales. Then, when Harry is least expecting it, Louis returns the earlier sentiment—leaning up on his tiptoes and pressing his weight into Harry for balance, drawing his lips up close to Harry’s ear, and whispering, “Why don’t you go tell them goodnight.”

23) See You When I Get Home | Explicit | 10308 words

"What are you thinking about?" He repeats Louis' question from earlier.

"You." Louis' reply comes out in a moan. It shocks Harry, and his brain scrambles for the right thing to do, the right thing to say. He doesn't even know how to feel, or if he even heard Louis correctly.

"Me?"

24) Floating | Explicit | 10435 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

The one where Louis has control over water in every form but he doesn't know what to do with it. Harry is here to guide him.

25) I'm At Your Mercy Now (And I'm Ready To Begin) | Teen & Up | 10552 words

Where Louis' soulmark was leaked, Harry keeps his private. They're both famous popstars. Louis is waiting for his soulmate, Harry has a feeling it's him but Louis is completely oblivious.

26) You And I 'Till The Day We Die | Explicit | 10807 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 124: A fic inspired by Groupie Love by Lana Del Rey, where Harry is a Rockstar and Louis is his cute little boyfriend who tries to hide himself in the middle of the crowd. (Preferably set in the 80s)

27) Moonlit Sky Over Gentle Waters | Explicit | 11377 words

Harry left his hometown to sail the seven seas and returns seven years later, yearning for something — or rather, someone — that he isn't sure he can have.

28) Late Night Devil Put Your Hands On Me (And Never, Never, Ever Let Go) | Explicit | 11524 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Harry is a demon that feeds off of people’s nightmares. He finds his next meal in Louis’ dreams where he changes and molds them to become scary nightmares. Soon harry learns Louis is a lucid dreamer- he can act on his own in his dreams. They interact in the real world and have sex in the dream world. when the demon catches feelings for louis, he wants to live.

29) If You're Feeling Lonely | Explicit | 12807 words

The guest list is on the desk. Louis runs through it and stops a third of the way down, a familiar name catching his attention.

Harry Styles.

All he needs to do is confirm whether Harry Styles is the same Alpha whose scent left such a memorable impression on his body.

30) Want You To Play With Me | Explicit | 14335 words

"I'm quite not finished with you yet." Harry whispered right on the shell of his ears and squeezed the girth of his cock, making Louis shudder a sloppy puff of air as the tickling sensation ran through his spine, Harry was intoxicating. "Let me play with you a little more, Lou. I promise I'll give you what you want. Be my good boy, hm?" He slowly annunciated every word and licked a warm line on the nape of Louis' neck — Louis curled in his arms at that. Submitting himself a little bit more.

"Always wanna be your good boy." Louis whispered back and enveloped Harry's hand in his.

31) No Good Unless It's Real | Explicit | 17021 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Louis is a very busy farmer who’s just trying to make it to his next nap and Harry’s the new hot vet that’s determined to infiltrate every area of his life.

32) Tennis Court | Explicit | 18285 words

Louis and Harry are co-workers and Louis is sure Harry hates him because he always refuses to help him with his heats.

33) Joker Is Wild | Explicit | 18444 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 390: A reality show AU where Louis, Harry, Liam, Zayn and Niall are selected to stay at confined in a luxury mansion for 1 month, where they are required to have explicit, graphic sex at all times, like a porn Big Brother kind of show. Every week there are several different sexual tasks and trials that they must overcome together, which all ends in orgasms for all of them. When the boys all discover Louis is strictly a bottom, and a slutty one at that, they all can’t wait to get their hands on him. Bonus if other hot celebs are there too, like Shawn Mendes, for example. Includes lots of hard gay sex, rimming, blowjobs, gang bangs, ass worshipping (Louis ass, of course) and double penetration.

34) Baby, Let Me Love You Goodbye | Not Rated | 20249 words

Louis almost calls Harry daddy. Cue denial, feelings, and way too much dirty talk.

35) Give So Much (Not Enough) | Mature | 24610 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

“For my little lion,” Louis slid the smoothie bowl in front of Oscar, letting him dig in with his little hands. “And for daddy.”

He didn’t process the bowl in front of him, the push across the table causing a raspberry to roll off and fall on his lap, because Louis calling himself mummy may make him feel all sorts of mushy emotions, but Louis addressing Harry as daddy was suddenly having a very different effect on him. Since when did Louis saying daddy out loud render him speechless?

“Daddy’s still sleepy, but we’re up bright and early right Ossie?” Louis’ cooing shook him out of his daze. The man coughed, picking the raspberry off his lap and swallowing it with unintentional, and very unnecessary, eye contact with Louis. “Well, is it better than your protein smoothies and why?”

Harry chuckled, spooning another heap of the strawberry banana goodness into his mouth, “Way better sweetheart.”

A friends to lovers au with tons of mama Louis and domesticity.

36) Short And Sweet | Explicit | 29658 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Louis is a shy university student in a world scarce of male omegas. He's always dreamt of having an alpha despite his sheltered upbringing, fantasizing about being loved and cared for. He's immediately smitten by the mysterious alpha with curly hair, broad shoulders, and the addictive coffee scent.

37) Under Thorn And Bramble | Explicit | 31931 words

Note: The pairing of this fic is Louis/OMC. This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 445: A historical AU where Louis is working as a servant on a farm. The family that owns the farm is exceedingly cruel to him and he is often exhausted and in pain from his work. A mysterious stranger boards at the farm and is very intrigued by Louis, but Louis doubts his interest in genuine. Any pairing fine.

38) Pink In The Night | Explicit | 32324 words

His finger was tapping on Louis’ chat before Harry could even think about it, eyes reading over the last text he’d sent Louis. I miss you. Do you miss me?

Harry had felt so pathetic that December night, alone in the dark room of the Japanese apartment he’d been staying at, the strong smell of alcohol clinging to his clothes.

Louis hadn’t replied, but Harry wasn’t surprised; he had texted Louis a few times before while he’d been away, but there had never been a response.

It pained him to admit that this was their new normal.

39) Coeur De Pirate | Explicit | 34207 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

He tilts his chin up as the Captain strides across the deck, his footfalls falling loudly against the planks. The crew watches them from afar.

Stepping into his space, the Captain wraps an arm around Louis’ waist and pulls him in. He lowers his head to breathe his words against Louis’ cheeks. “I won,” he whispers, “I’ve come to claim my prize.”

40) If The Sun Don't Shine | Explicit | 36330 words

In a world where you meet your soulmates in dreams, Louis has spent the last three years going to bed hoping to finally meet his, only to end up disappointed time and time again. It all changes with a violin.

41) The Pirate And The Piper | Explicit | 38396 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Check out the full collection here.

The one where Harry is Hook, Louis is Pan, and nothing is what it seems.

42) Begged And Borrowed Time | Mature | 40198 words

Prompt 60: Time travel AU where Louis somehow gets thrown back in time and ends up in the dark ages, during the reign of the Styles family.

43) I Ain’t Gonna Fence You In | Mature | 40645 words

Louis Tomlinson is a 18 year old city boy who is forced to spend his summer before his senior year at his aunts farm. There, he meets Harry, a 19 year old country boy his aunt hired to help around the farm.

Maybe the farm isn't the worst place to fall in love?

44) Don't Want No Other Shade Of Blue | Explicit | 43285 words

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Prompt 339: it was foretold that Alpha Prince Harry would be mated to a beautiful male omega with eyes that could rival the stone amethyst, but Omega Prince Louis refuses to believe it.

45) No Easy Choice, But You’re Mine | Explicit | 44963 words

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Louis is an omega hitman with one last job that goes a little sideways. Harry is the alpha bartender that looks a little too closely and cares a little too much.

46) Sedative Duty | Explicit | 46588 words

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Pop-star of the moment Louis Tomlinson is on his third-world tour. He decides to hire renowned professional dominant Harry Styles to unwind while on the road. In an effort not to raise suspicion by the crew, fans, and press, Harry pretends to be his bodyguard. He ends up being far more than that.

47) Just Always Be Waiting for Me | Explicit | 46837words

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Harry Styles is a librarian at a private school who is not very devoted to his job but is very devoted to Louis Tomlinson, the resident English teacher, and has been ever since they met six years ago beneath a lonely streetlight.

Louis Tomlinson is a self confessed bookworm whose passion for Peter Pan, the literary classics and Harry Styles' happiness knows no bounds. He's self sacrificing, somewhat self loathing and haunted by a trauma he can't talk about.

Mutual pining abounds in this fic where a Peter Pan quote is never just a Peter Pan quote, caretaking is a love language and a platonic nude is never actually platonic. Louis has a kiss that belongs to Harry but he also has a painful past that might end up hurting them both.

48) Since The Future | Explicit | 48947 words

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"It's done."

The words were barely above a whisper when they left Harry's mouth, but they hit Louis with the force of a freight train. It was done. Holy fuck. They had created a time machine. And tomorrow, they were travelling to the future.

49) Dirty Laundry Looks Good On You | Explicit | 50581 words

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When Louis Tomlinson finds his clothes lying in a sad soapy mess on top of the washing machine in which they are supposed to be, he acts upon his anger and retaliates. What he doesn’t expect is having to deal with a six-feet tall, curly-haired and dimpled man in return, who seems to arouse confusing feelings within him and to make his life take an unexpected turn for the better (or worse?).

50) Hamartia | Explicit | 66970 words

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Six years is a long time for Louis to mend his heart back and erase every lingering, stubborn memory of his ex-lover, Harry Styles. But when news of the war being over spreads across the world like wildfire, and he stumbles upon the alpha he vowed himself to never see ever again, he realises that not even a lifetime will be enough for him to pick up the scattered, broken parts of his soul. He's far from expecting the alpha he loved to be struggling in the same way.

All the ointments in the world might never soothe the pain out, but it doesn't take long for them both to come to the conclusion that, maybe, the only medicine to their heartbreaks are what caused them in the first place.

51) Feeling Borrowed, Always Blue | Explicit | 68214 words

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Louis has been dreaming of his wedding since he was young - he just never expected it to happen like this. words

52) Mind Over Matter (You Under Me) | Explicit | 73825 words

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It’s dark outside when Harry finishes practice for the day.

53) Rogue | Not Rated | 94992 words

Louis is a rogue Omega who's suffered through rejection and abuse for the biggest part of his life. He stumbles onto the Styles pack, quite possibly the kindness one he's ever met.

54) Chandeliers And Fake Smiles | Mature | 145010 words

On the brink of winning their first Grammy; up-and-coming rock band One Direction find themselves in the midst of the biggest scandal of their career - right before tickets for their world tour go on sale. in order to save their reputation, Louis Tomlinson must find it in his heart to forgive pop singer and heartthrob Harry Styles after his first impression rubbed him entirely the wrong way. after all, they cannot sell a relationship if it looks like they hate each other.

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