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saber-monet · 2 days
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STEVE RODGERS x BUCKY BARNES x reader
It’s just straight up smut. penetration, breeding, tiny bit of cnc.
Context : Steve and Bucky have been your closest guy friends since high school . And one night and you all go drinking out together …
All three of us were tipsy and laughing together, and they invited me to their place nearby to keep our buzz going. We put on music while we flirted, danced, and got handsy. After a couple hours, Steve started kissing me and stroking my clit through my panties as we lounged on the couch. My pussy spread for his fingers as soon as he slid the panties aside. Bucky watched, stroking himself. Dizzy with desire and drink, it was only moments before Bucky was holding my thighs open and Steve was thrusting gently inside me. Nervous and unbelievably wet, I moaned as he fucked me with a bare cock. “Fuck, you feel so good… but we shouldn’t be doing this…”’’
“Don’t worry.” Bucky pinned my shoulders down, and Steve leaned forward and pushed gently, but firmly, into my bare cunt. “It’s okay, I’m gonna cum soon…”
“You’re so deep… please, not inside,” I begged. My mind raced at the thought, but I didn’t move to stop him.
“Yes, I’m gonna cum inside you. I always wanted to. Fuck, yeah… cumming in your pussy feels so fucking good…” His cock throbbed inside and he continued to gently fuck his load in. I groaned in pleasure, spread wide in front of him, Bucky still holding me down, cum spilling out as Steve caught his breath. When he pulled away, Bucky rolled me face down on the sofa, kneeling behind my spread legs. His cock slid in my pussy easily and I cried out again, “Oh god, wait… I can’t do this…” Steve began jerking off to the sight of his cum dripping down my legs as Bucky fucked his friend’s load in and out of me.
“We’re not done.” Bucky held onto my shoulders as he fucked hard into me. The euphoria of being taken made my heart pound. “We’re gonna fill up your pussy over and over,” he groaned, as his cock pulsed and began to fill me again.
“No… you can’t,” I moaned weakly, pussy holding on tight as he emptied into me. “Don’t cum in me, I’m fertile right now…” I heard them both laugh.
“Fuck, yeah, you’re gonna get pregnant with us tonight.” One more deep push, and his load oozed out around his cock buried in me. I shuddered, tingling inside, scared I would cum and yet desperate for it. Bucky pulled away and again Steve turned me around and sat me down in his lap. His cock slid in all at once, and we groaned in unison. Forehead to forehead, my clit rubbed against his thrusts and I knew I didn’t have long. He saw it too.
“Are you gonna cum for us?” All I could do was nod, holding onto him for stability as he forced me toward orgasm. “Good girl. That’s so fucking good. Open up that womb for us…” I was shaking and moaning as I came, a mixture of cum dripping out of me. “Are you ready for another load? Nice and deep inside your sweet pussy…” With my cunt tightening down, he slid to the deepest part of me and poured himself inside me again. My sloppy pussy milked him while he held my hips tight against his, kissing me as he tried to impregnate me. They kept passing me back and forth all night, making me cum and then filling my pussy with their loads, watching it spill out of me and then fucking it back inside me.
“Such a pretty little pussy full of our cum.”
“You’re gonna have our baby, aren’t you?”
“That’s the third time you’ve made me cum, baby.”
“Can you feel us inside your womb?”
“Good girl, cumming while we breed you.”
“Of course I’m gonna fill you up, that’s why you’re here.”
“I almost fucked you in high school, now I’m knocking you up.”
“You’re gonna stay with us and give us your pussy everyday.”
“You’d make such a good wife for us.”
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yuutx · 1 month
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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑 , 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ! (𝒜𝐿𝐻𝒜𝐼𝒯𝐻𝒜𝑀)
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al haitham x f!reader . 18+ content. ⟆ student - teacher / modern au ⟆ nsfw + unprotected sex/raw sex. public sex (?) spanking (belt). degrading kink. praise kink. size kink. creampie. ⟆ mdom + fsub ⟆ not proofread ! /ᐠ - ˕ -マ
i think im becoming alhaitham crazy recently,, i can't stop thinking about him 'n writing 4 himmm . . agghhh hes soso perfect . . alsooo, art credits go to @/eriimyon ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !
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You could only focus on the sound of his footfalls, his presence so strong it made you quiver. His hand was a heavy weight against your shoulder, the other gripping your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. They were so pretty, even now, a darkened, stormy green that had you melting, your pussy clenching around nothing.
"Look at me," his voice was soft, yet his tone was authoritative, making you squirm in your seat. You were practically dripping, the need to feel him inside you becoming almost unbearable. The smirk on his face only served to make your cheeks flare, and your eyes darted away, trying to find a distraction. A mistake, really, one that had you gasping, the sharp sting of his hand meeting your cheek causing you to jolt. "Eyes on me, brat. Don't make me ask you again."
Your head whipped to him, and he chuckled, a deep, dark sound that had your heart skipping a beat. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear, breath warm and ghosting over the sensitive skin.
"What should I do with you?" He asked, his tone mocking, and his grip on your chin tightened. "You've been so distracted in class, always squirming in your seat." Your eyes squeezed shut as he nipped at the lobe of your ear, teeth tugging gently. You could hear the buckle of his belt unclasping, and your breath hitched, anticipation flooding you. A sudden lurch, and your body moved, your cheek hitting the table, the wood cold against the warmth of your flushed skin. You felt his hands tugging at the hem of your skirt, pulling it up over your ass, and the sound of his belt whistling through the air only served to make your pussy pulse.
"So needy, aren't you? You're dripping through your panties." His hands caressed the flesh of your ass, squeezing and kneading the soft skin, his fingers digging into the pliant muscle. The cool leather of the belt traced along the curve of your ass, and you sucked in a breath. Your mind went blank when the leather met your skin, the crack of the belt sending a wave of pleasure down your spine. "Count for me, brat." He demanded, and you managed a nod, the sting of the first lash still lingering. Another crack, and a strangled moan left your lips, a gasp and a stuttered 'one' tumbling out. By the fifth lash, tears had started to gather in your eyes, and your voice had grown hoarse, a puddle of drool gathered below you.
"Good girl." He praised, his thumb rubbing against the sore flesh of your ass, a low, content hum leaving him. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to each asscheek, his thumbs spreading them apart, and you whined, his gaze boring into your exposed cunt. "So wet for me. Such a good girl." His praise sent a fresh wave of slick pouring out of you, a soft cry leaving your lips. You felt as if you could cum hands free, the throb of your neglected clit almost painful. A sniffle, and he was there, his body draping over you, the heat of his chest a welcome presence. He hushed you, his fingers carding through your hair, brushing away the strands that clung to the tear tracks on your cheeks. You nuzzled against his palm, turning your head to press a kiss to the inside of his wrist. "That's it. What do you need?"
"Sir," you whined, his name coming out more as a gasp than anything. You ground back against him, his bulge meeting the curve of your ass, the friction of the zipper causing you to moan. "Sir..need it..want your cock, please.." You begged, the haze of lust nearly taking over, your words barely intelligible. You heard him groan, and you felt the warmth of his body leave you, the absence almost too much. You let out a noise of protest, your hips canting backwards, desperate for some form of relief.
"Stay put." He ordered, and you managed a nod, not trusting yourself to speak, the lump in your throat far too much to push through. You squeezed your thighs together, the wetness making your skin stick, and you whimpered, the stimulation not enough. A hand met the curve of your ass, and a yelp left you, your head snapping to him.
"Don't move. If you want my cock, then be a good girl, and stay still." The promise was almost too much, and you buried your face in your arms, a muffled 'sorry' leaving you.
"Good girl."
He pulled his length free from the confines of his pants, hissing at the relief, the fabric of his underwear almost too much to handle. Precum dribbled from the head, and he smeared it over the pink, glistening head, his eyes rolling back as he stroked himself, gathering up the bead of precum that collected at the tip. It was only after his length was covered with his own slick did he move, lining himself up, his free hand grabbing a fistful of your hair. He pulled, his fingers tangling in the soft, silken strands, a cry leaving your lips.
"Ready, brat?" He asked, a breathless chuckle leaving him, the sound turning into a low moan as he pressed the tip of his cock against your entrance. "Filthy girl.. Is this what you've been thinking of during my lectures?" You were embarrassed at how quickly you nodded, a moan leaving you as he teased you with the head of his cock, the sensation enough to drive you insane.
With a sharp thrust, he sheathed himself inside of you, the tight heat of your cunt sending his head spinning, the groan that left him nearly animalistic. You keened, the sudden intrusion almost too much, his length filling you far better than any toy ever could. He didn't give you time to adjust, and the burn of his cock stretching you open was almost euphoric, your hands clutching the table for dear life. He pulled back, the drag of his cock nearly too much, before he slammed back in, the desk jerking with the force. The sounds of skin slapping filled the room, and you cried out, the pleasure overwhelming. You could hear him cursing under his breath, his own moans intermingling with your cries, a chorus of pleasure. You were sure that someone would hear, the obscene noises far too loud to be concealed, but the thought only spurred you on.
His hips pounded against yours, the pressure of his fingers holding you in place, the bruises already forming. Your fluttering, gummy walls hooked around him, as if refusing to let him leave. He could feel you pulsing, the rhythm of your cunt squeezing him, trying to milk him for all he had. He was so close, the urge to paint your walls white driving him on, his grip on your hair tightening, forcing you to arch, a wail leaving you, your pussy clamping around him. You were right there, the knot in your belly tight, the pleasure almost painful. You could feel your release building, his name falling from your lips, a litany of curses and pleas for him not to stop. Each thrust of his hips was met with a roll of your own, your body working towards your release, the head of his cock pounding against the sweet spot that had your vision going white. His fingers found their way to your clit, and it was enough to send you spiraling, your cunt spasming, clenching around his cock as your orgasm wracked through you. You could vaguely hear him groaning, his pace stuttering as his own release took him over, his cum shooting deep into your throbbing, clenching cunt.
He continued to rut into you, a shaky sigh leaving him, his cock twitching with each spurt of his seed. "Haah.. fuck, you take me so well," he murmured, and a weak moan left you, the sensation almost too much. With a final groan, he pulled out, and a hiss left him, his own cum dripping from your used pussy. "Such a good girl." His praise had you preening, and his fingers slipped inside of you, pumping lazily. A squeal left you, your oversensitive body jumping at the sensation. He chuckled, and you could feel his lips press against the back of your neck, his tongue dragging along the sweat-slick skin. "What do you say?" His tone was mocking, a knowing smirk on his face, and you felt the blood rushing to your cheeks, a whine leaving you.
"T-thank you, sir.." You mumbled, and he let out a laugh, his thumb finding its way to your clit, pinching the swollen nub between his fingers. The cry that left you was almost shameful, the sound bordering on a sob, your body jumping. You could feel him press a gentle kiss to the crown of your head, his voice a soft murmur.
"My pleasure."
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redheadspark · 5 months
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Bliss
Summary - Druig knows how to bring you bliss
*Got the idea for this one shot from this Gif*
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Warnings - SMUT SMUT SMUT! This is 18+, NO MINORS ALLOWED FROM HERE ON OUT!
A/N - I am no SMUT writer by trade, so bear with me :D
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You fell back into the bed, your breath barely on your lips as your thighs were trembling and your orgasm was now dwindling to a small simmer.  Sweat itched along your skin, thanks to the solid body on top of you that was holding you close and still buried deep inside of you, watching your body shake from your post orgasm.  His eyes were wide, nearly black with no evidence of the sapphire blue they naturally were, his lisp plump to almost crimson in the moonlight, and his skin with its sheen of sweat along his porcelain skin.  
"That was…..I can't even talk" You tried to say, but your voice was nearly gone with a small smile on your lips as the man above you merely chuckled and ruffled his own brown hair from his eyes.
"Don't say a single word, darlin'." He hummed, leaning back down to have his arms on the mattress below you, digging his forehead against your shoulder as he rolled his hips deeply and slowly.  You mewled, arching into him as you clung onto his shoulders, knowing fully well that he was not done with you.
Neither you were done, not with what you went through.
This was not the first time you two were in bed together, nor would it be the last.  But it felt like your first time, not with the intensity and the lust that was seeping under your skin as you both were gasping for air and pouring your love to one another, but with the intense love you both had for one another for centuries and centuries on end.  
Being together on the Domo for some time as friends before realizing your feelings for one another brought your paths together as lovers, then as a married couple.  You never thought in your wildest dreams that the Mind Controlling Eternal, the very one who was aloof to outsiders and sarcastic by nature, would fall head over heels in love with someone like you. He was wrapped around your heart so naturally and organically that before you knew it, you realized that your heart was taken by him and there was no way to be without him.  
You both went along with the evolution of humans, seeing the good, the bad, and the ugly.  Even within your own family of Eternals and how straining it was getting with one another, you both stayed side by side.  Druig's heart was beyond massive for the sake of the humans, for wishing them peace and tranquility on that small and fragile planet.  So when he decided to walk away after seeing a genocide unfold in front of his eyes, you joined him. How could you stay behind and let the love of your life walk away?  He was part of your soul, half of your heart, and neither one of you wished to be parted. 
"Uggh….Oh fuck Druig," you moaned against his head as his hips were staying consistent, rolling sleep and slow as you felt his cock slide in and out of you.  You were feeling that tension again, the burning in your thigh muscles since your legs were bracketing Druig's hips with ease, your arms shaking while you clung onto his muscular shoulders, and your core finding that flicker of pleasure again while he kissed your skin over and over.  One of his hands moved from under the pillow where you were, bracing your jawline to have your head stay in one spot while he was still fucking you deeply.  You loved when he did this, his actions were both filthy and intimate at the same time.  Holding you close as you fucked, perhaps thinking that you two could blend into one as he made you cum multiple times.  
This was how he loved you: showing you with his actions along with his words how he loved you and would never stop loving you.
You moved your head to kiss his palm that was against your jawline, feeling him thrust again to have you moan silently and feel his thumb trace your lower lip.  Without you thinking about it and merely thinking about the pleasure that was now etched within you, you slide his thumb into your mouth.  He moaned against your neck.
"Fuck," he growled, his thrust never slowing as your hand moved down to grasp at his ass through the thin sheet that was covering it.  He huffed and moved his head to gaze at you with heavy eyes, seeing his thumb in your mouth as you locked eyes with him with a blissed-out face, "You want me to make you cum again, don't ya?"
Releasing his thumb with a pop, you grinned as he gave a particularly hard thrust, you moaned out, "Do it,"
His eyes narrowed: challenged accepted.
Having this kind of love with Druig was nothing short of amazing.  Built on the solid foundation of friendship and devotion, you both could take on the world if you wanted to.  Yet you and Druig didn't wish for that, you both instead settled for your little village in the Amazon.  A slice of paradise amongst the soldiers that followed Druig, underneath the massive trees, and hidden from the rest of the world.  The love that was blossoming over time between you and Druig was now thriving and evolving, spending mornings in bed together and long walks amongst the trees.  Druig never strayed from you, and he proved it again and again.
Druig loved running the village and caring for the families that were growing as the years went by, and you saw the new side of Druig that was hidden for so long because of his inability to step in and help humans.  It made you proud to see him care for his villagers, to see the brightness in his eyes and within his tone, and you wished that would never go away.  
Even after 500 years when your Eternals family came back to find you two to stop the ending of the world with them, nothing seemed to slow the pair of you down.
Moans were filling the room for the pair of you now as Druig was now determined to make you cum again, you letting him as his hips were now snapping and his eyes never leaving your face as you were melting with the sensation.  You felt that drive in his hold along your body, in his whimpers along his lips,  and in his eyes as he was watching you get closer and closer to teetering over the edge.  He knew just how to make you cum: his rough fingers along your body or inside of you, his sweet and yet filthy words in your ear, and even his cock that was perfect in length and girth that seemed to be created to only fit inside of you.  Inwardly, you thanked your lucky stars that you both were Eternals with extended energy, being able to fuck all night without a single need for a break.  
This led to your record: 14 straight hours back in the Amazon when you two went off together on your anniversary back in 1869.
This time, this was more than a simple act of love or fuck session.  The world almost ended, and you all almost lost everything you knew thanks to Arishem and his need to bring Tiamut to life and a new balance to the universe.  Yet you all stopped it, not wishing to let this planet go to waste since you grew to love it over the centuries. It was a relief that there was no more danger for any of you to worry about, and to think that you were so close to losing Druig at the hands of Ikaris, you thought of the worst.  
Seeing him walk up to you with a few cuts and bruises, yet alive and well, you had to hold him close and engrain him in your mind.
He must have felt the same, whisking you away from the rest of your group. Which then brought you to your current predicament.
"I'm close…I'm close Druig…" You moaned against his head as he was not slowing down with his hips and his open-mouth kisses against your jawline.  He hummed, his spare hand moving down to rub his thumb against your clit as he was thrusting deeper and deeper.  You moan hotly from the touch, your legs sprawling out at this point as he keeps the adrenaline going.  
"You don't have to tell me, I can feel ya flutterin' against my cock," he growled as you were feeling that sensation in your toes moving up to be along your spine, "I know your body and what makes ya tick, right?  I know where to touch, where to lick, where to….where to fuck," 
He rubbed your clit hard, making you moan with no abandon as he chuckled to pause and sit up a bit.  He looked down at your body, seeing him undone you were yet at the same time tight wound.  Your hair askew, your breast etched in hickies and exposed for him to savor, even the gorgeous sight of where you two were connected along your hips.  
But what got him was your eyes, the same eyes that he fell for when he first saw you on the Domo.  The same eyes that saw his painful and tear-jerking moments throughout the years but never repeated.  The same eyes that poured love into his own when he felt he was undeserving.  He swore a long time ago when he first kissed you at sunset, he would do anything and everything in his power to keep you in his life.  
Centuries later, he held onto that promise. 
"I love you," He hummed, the tone of lust simmered as you gazed up at him with lust in your own eyes.  You felt that love seep under your skin, even in the heat of fucking you both would find a way to have another layer of intimacy with each other.  Perhaps you were thinking that he was going to die because of Ikaris, or that was world was so close to ending, but you two looked at one another as if nothing else existed in the world, or in that little room.  
You leaned up, moaning as you did since he was involuntarily thrusting in you to make you tremble.  Druig moaned too, though it was silenced by you kissing him softly.  He kissed you back,  feeling that gentleness along your lips as you framed his face in your hands.  Although you knew of it being a distraction, moving one hand to be placed in his chest to give him a push.
Within a second, he was sprawled on his back as you were now riding him.  He grinned as you gently grasped his throat, feeling him gulp as you too locked eyes with that intensity again.
"Love you more," You replied, then giving one hard roll.  Druig moaned loudly as his eyes rolled back in bliss.
The End
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daddyricsdoll · 27 days
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Could you please write something with “Fuck, I’ll make it fit.” For Oscar ? And can it be smut?
1k ✭ Celebration 
📜⋆.ೃ🕯️࿔*: 🕰 ˚⊹
“Such a fucking good girl.” Oscar stands up from between my thighs, keeping my feeble body pinned to the wall. His pupils blown out and my arousal coating his lips. “So good I think you can take my cock.” Oscar’s hands now doing the work of his pants, before he stops and looks at me. “Can you take my cock?”
“Y-yes.” I stutter out, heart pounding in my ears and pussy throbbing. He smiles to himself before finally sliding his pants off. Revealing his large cock, from girth and length. And to think that just an hour ago we were strangers. 
It was no lie that he was big, but I’m also tight, bringing me to awe at how Oscar will force himself inside of me– because from the short time of knowing him, I’ve learnt that this isn’t a battle he’ll lose. 
Using his foot to spread my feet apart even wider, Oscar lifts one of my legs up to linger beside his hip. Teasing my folds with his tip that already drips with a bead of precum. Tantalising my clit and making each second feel like hours. 
My eyes hooded as I tried my best to look up at Oscar, a sheen of sweat coating his light skin and hair fallen to cover his forehead. He pushes against my stubborn entrance, his groan intoxicating. Pushing again, and forcing my hips closer to his. 
“Fuck, I’ll make it fit.” Obliging himself to it. Making short vigorous thrusts, Oscar manages to slowly get his dick deeper inside of me. A sharp searing pain between my legs, being coated with rapture and turning the pain into ecstasy. I held onto his broad shoulders for stability. 
My legs shaking once Oscar finally fits his whole shaft in me. 
“It’s so hard to not just cum in you right now.” He groans, head coming to rest in the hollow of my neck to bite my skin. Pulling out and then thrusting back in. Replacing his mouth with his hand to choke me. Oscar's other arm grabbing the bottom half of my body, ravenous to reach spots no one ever has before. 
He holds dominance over my whole body. The brunette’s lips are so alluring that I try to close the gap between us. But his hand against my throat, denying me of any action I try to make on my own. 
Any normal day there would be a fight for control, but with Oscar I’d let him ruin me and then come back to do it again. Cock already stretching me out, turning everything surreal, stars appearing in my eyesight. Every part of me on fire and Oscar just pours more gasoline. Making me helpless.
My desire for him grows even as he forces each breath out of my lungs. Every detail of his dick being ingrained into my memory as he rams in and out. Hot tears crawling down my face. 
“Being such a good dumb slut for me. Gonna let me cum deep inside of your tight cunt.”
Words became foreign to me, so I hummed in response, being interrupted by a moan that involuntarily left my swollen lips. “That’s it.” Oscar grunts, hands gripping my ass and throat tighter. 
Skin colliding becomes the loudest noise in the room, overpowering our pornographic moans and whines. 
“ ‘m gonna cum Osc.” Squeezing against his throbbing dick and wailing when Oscar starts attacking my neck with his mouth, other hand playing with my breasts. 
“Release, my slut.” The name would usually bring disgust to me, but Oscar saying it has a different effect. Being the last thing to tip me off. Finally letting go and coming. Still on a high as Oscar reaches his climax. Shooting his cum deep inside of me, and covering my walls in him. 
“Fuck, you feel too good to pull out of.”
“Then don’t.”
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coqvttes · 6 months
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୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝SMILE FOR THE PICTURE❞ ― SIMON R.
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― ꒰ SEXTAPE ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―
୨୧˚ synopsis: being apart from each other can be tormenting so simon proposes you take some videos so you never get lonely again !
୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, porn/sextape, p in v, petnames, nipple-play, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!simon, praise, oral, marking, creampie, spanking, slight manhandling, lmk if i forgot anything!
୨୧˚ wc: 1.7k
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"fuck, you're gorgeous, aren't ya, love?" he mumbles as he hovers above you, taking in your desperate state. you’re sprawled out beneath him, your cunt glistening with arousal, your nipples hard and sensitive, and your cheeks dusted a light pink. he dips his head down to litter your collarbone with wet kisses, tickling you with his slight stubble. you can't help but giggle and squirm. you gasp softly when he kisses a particularly sensitive part of your neck, just below your jaw. he chuckles to himself as he notices how you rub your legs together impatiently.
sex with him was always like this, intimate. he always reminds you how important you are to him every night. showing you through his sensual touches, gentle embraces, and passionate kisses because you're just so precious to him.
whenever he was on a mission, far away from you for months on end, he'd miss your soft touch, your sweet voice, and your warm cunt. he'd think of you when he was hurt, he'd think of you when he was alone, and he'd think of you when he fisted his cock in the late hours of the night. and it was just as tormenting for you too. not being able to get off without his dick inside of you.
"you like that, eh?" he teases, pressing his lips against your neck again, this time letting his lips linger on your neck just a little longer, testing your patience. you nod eagerly when he lifts his head up to see your reaction.
“use your words, darlin'."
“mmm i love it, simon,” you whisper before pouting at him, “don’t wan’ you to go."
“can i…” he starts, his expression turns more serious, and you notice how he grows slightly nervous. “can i try something?"
you nod, sitting yourself up on your elbows. “yeah, what’s on your mind?"
“can i record us? for when i’m away,” he waits for your response, anxious that you might not like the idea. your cheeks heat up at the idea of recording yourself, but you can’t help but admit that it turns you on too.
“it’s fine, don’t worry about it, i wasn-”
“simon, i want to,” you cut him off, and he’s stunned. he lets out a soft chuckle of relief and gives you that lovesick smile that makes you just ache. you bite your lip slightly as you watch simon, who leans to the side to prop his phone up on the nightstand. it's just so hard not to look at his thick biceps when they tense as he tries to find the right angle; he just looks so good. he presses the red record button and turns back to face you. he catches you staring at him.
"ready?" he flashes you a cheeky smile. you nod eagerly, and your lips part slightly. the urge to kiss him right now is so overwhelming, and he can see it in your eyes. he leans down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. your heart thumps in your chest, and he pours his love for you into the kiss before pulling back. your eyes remain shut as you bask in the moment. once you regain your senses, you push him off of you, and he sits back on his knees. he gives you a confused look. you grin cheekily and crawl up to him. your hands move to his jeans, unzip them, and pull them down along with his briefs. your mouth practically waters at the sight of his dick, his tip, angry and sensitive for you. your hand comes up to wrap around his girth, pumping him a few times as his fingers caress your hair before gathering it up in a makeshift ponytail. you lean down to press tender kisses along his shaft up to his tip that's glistening with pre-cum.
“god, you’re such a good girl for me,” he lets out a throaty moan as you take in his length, bobbing your head up and down his length, swirling your tongue over his pink tip. your right hand moves up to cup and massage his balls, and he throws his head back from the pleasure.
“fuckkk, just like that sweetheart,” his grip on your hair tightens, and you moan around his cock. fluttering your lashes at him as you gaze up at him with those doe eyes of yours. your empty hand moves down to your cunt, and you can't help but gather up the slick from your wet slit before slipping your fingers in and out of you desperately. he notices this and slides his hand down your spine slowly before he pushes your hand away from your cunt, replacing it with his own as he rubs gentle circles onto your sensitive clit, occasionally slipping his fingers inside you.
simon turns his head to look into the lens of the camera and grins widely as he looks back down at you. your arousal drips onto the bedsheets as you continue to suck him off, the saliva from your mouth making his dick slip in and out of your mouth easily. simon feels his climax nearing, and he uses his hand to gently push you off of him, wanting to finish inside of your cunt. you whine as he pulls out of your mouth. a thin string of saliva connecting you two together.
he grabs your waist and pulls you up slightly before flipping you over so you lie on your stomach on the bed. he pulls your hips flush against his pelvis and grinds into you. you let out a helpless moan, and his hand pushes down on your lower back, applying just enough pressure to make your back arch perfectly for him.
"can i?" he asks, wanting to make sure you're still okay with it all, never wanting to push you.
"yes."
with that, he pushes in, his length filling you up entirely, and you gasp out at the stretch, your hands grasping onto the sheets tightly. he's so big that you feel overwhelmed by his size already, cunt swallowing in every inch greedily. he groans out softly and stares right into the camera with an almost smug expression. after a few moments of letting you adjust, he starts to thrust in and out of you slowly. your mewls and whimpers are muffled by the soft pillow as you begin to feel the tingles of pleasure building up in your core.
"look into the camera, love." his hands gently move your hair from your face as you turn your head from the pillow to gaze into the lens. your mouth hangs open and your brows furrow as he plows into you suddenly, picking up the pace, and all you can do is just take it like his good girl. you close your eyes from the feeling of his dick drilling into you and moan. you cry out when he spanks you suddenly.
"keep looking," he orders, and you do as he says, staring right at the phone, trying your hardest to keep your eyes open but it just feels so good. he pounds into you at a fast rhythm, his rough hands gripping your hips tightly. all of a sudden, he’s pulling out of you, and before you can protest, he turns you over onto your back, gently spreading your legs apart so he can push his dick right back into you without hesitation. you mewl out helplessly and gaze up into his lustful eyes. he leans down to kiss your already bruised lips, and as he pulls away, your head spins. you can barely contain your noises, not that he’d want you to either way.
he continues to bully his cock into you at a brutal pace, his left hand coming up to knead at your plump tits that bounce with every thrust. leaning down to press a wet kiss on your nipple, he swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud before doing the same to the other. your arch your back and push up into his mouth. you mewl out softly and turn your head to smile into the camera in utter bliss. soon, you feel that familiar feeling of your orgasm taking over your senses, and you find your eyes rolling back in your head as you moan out his name. he lets out an airy moan as he halts his thrusts, the warmth of his cum filling you up as your eyes flutter close, relishing in the feeling.
you whimper as he gently pulls out of you. he can’t help but moan at the sight of you, your plump tits that are littered with hickeys, your nipples sensitive and wet with his saliva, your cunt leaking out his cum, and your lips red and bruised from his kisses. he leans over to the side to grab the recording phone before changing it to the normal camera. he pushes your legs up and spreads them further apart, giving himself a better view of your messy cunt, spilling out with his cum. you blush up at him shyly as he exposes you to the camera.
“smile for the picture, sweetheart,” he coos, the rough pad of his thumb parting your soft lips gently. upon hearing his words, you beam up at him, smiling right into the camera before he snaps the picture. you blink a few times from the flash, and he strokes your cheek tenderly.
“what a pretty girl you are,” he murmurs, dropping the phone down onto the bed and scooping you up in his arms, holding you to his chest. he presses a chaste kiss to your sweaty forehead, “my pretty girl."
“mmm sleepyyy,” you slide your hands up his muscular back to his soft, dirty blonde hair, stroking him, feeling him as your eyes start to get a little heavier. he holds you close to him as he leans back on the bed against the pillows. you snuggle into his chest, and after a few minutes, he can hear your faint breathing. he realizes that you’re asleep, so with one hand clutching your waist and his other grabbing at his phone, he opens up the photos app and presses on the latest video recorded. his eyes are practically glued to the screen as he watches how well you take him, how pretty you look, and how lewd your noises are. he smiles to himself before gazing down at your sleeping form. we should do this more often.
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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: being in a secret relationship with lando norris has been a journey in itself. but nothing comes harder than the moments where you both struggle to keep your hands off one another.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minors DNI), unprotected sex (wrap it before your tap it lol), cumming inside, voyeurism, fingering, slight handjob, boyfriend established but secret, cute cringe couple humour, obvious pining, poor knowledge of pr specialist things, mentions of mental health and stress, mclaren in itself needs a warning, mention of fave menace w*ll b*xton (simply ew), allusion of future marriage
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: lando norris x mclaren’s pr specialist!fem!reader
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4k+
𝐀/𝐍: this is based of taylor swift’s ‘dress’! okay, so i’m giving you lovelies this one and some others while i study for my last exam 😔 i actually have some requests which are exciting and nerve wrecking but i'm gonna try my level best to do them after my exam. although i’m also supposed be on a plane not too soon after. anyways, thank you so much for your support and patience ♡︎
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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As a PR specialist, things were constantly changing. For example, for a certain amount of time you were assigned to Fernando Alonso when he was under McLaren. Quite honestly, it was a nightmare.
There was nothing wrong with Fernando. For the time you had spent with him, he was rather sweet. But the media had painted him out as some sort of tyrant of McLaren, claiming that the F1 team belonged to him as opposed to being owned by Zak Brown. Then again, you supposed the Spaniard’s lack of care for listening didn’t help either.
When learning that Fernando was leaving, you could only hope that whoever you were assigned to next was less work than him.
In came Lando Norris, a young driver with ambition and humour, and lucky for you, little work.
Somehow he just knew the right things to say. And if he didn’t, he was always asking you beforehand.
Between the both of you there was only a two year age gap so of course it was easy to befriend each other. You were always talking about something to the other.
His passion for DJing, his childhood or your love for travelling and the gossip of certain celebrities. How you were absolutely certain JLo and Ben Affleck was a PR couple because who on earth had a nude portrait of themselves above their bed?
It wasn’t until almost a year ago where you realised you liked him more than just a friend. There was just something about the way you two communicated that left in trailed sighs, awkward laughs desperate to talk more and grins that got your hearts pacing.
Or perhaps it was the way you had poured your hearts out to one another. As happy as Lando looked, he was one under a lot of pressure which affected is mental health. You were there for all of this ups and downs. You were his number on speed dial for everything.
And when things got a little too much for you, Lando did his best to not only be there for you but to cheer you up. Stupid jokes, random flowers and, teddy bears.
How were you not supposed to like him?
Surprisingly, Lando had been the one to confess his feelings to you. Well, only after one of the engineers from Mercedes was openly trying to court you at an F1 dinner.
Lando had gotten so jealous that he had pulled you aside that evening and begged you to not think of anyone else but him. That you were only supposed to smile like that at him… with him.
At first, you were thrilled and kind of shocked that Lando felt the same way. But that happiness and smile he liked so much quickly faded when you thought about your job.
‘F1’s Lando Norris is dating his PR specialist’…
Yeah… the implications of that sounded terrible. You could imagine it already. What was Lando hiding to date his publicist? Is Lando that good of a person?
And while you and all the people knew the truth, those types of rumours would’ve undermined your job in the first place and honestly, you were sure that McLaren wouldn’t exactly be jumping with excitement that you two were dating.
So you mentioned this to Lando with the suggestion of being secret about your relationship for now.
You could literally see some of the shine in his eyes fade. He was gutted but he understood what you meant. He’d rather be with you secretly than not at all and without his best friend.
our secret moments in a crowded room
they've got no idea about me and you
there is an indentation in the shape of you
made your mark on me, a golden tattoo
Your relationship with him had been a roller coaster. Neither of you had been in a secret relationship and neither of you could deny how fun it was.
Take right now for example. Today was the McLaren’s car launch for the 2023 F1 season. The room was filled to the brim with all sorts of people: journalists, publicists, engineers, marketers, social media managers, the new driver next to Lando, Oscar.
Yet with all those people, Lando and you found it impossible to not find each other. You were constantly meeting each others eyes, especially when you were nearby for his interviews.
There was a thrill, you must admit, about no one knowing about the two of you.
A rush of adrenaline at the thought that no one knew nor expected you to be in Lando’s bedroom this very morning before the launch.
“Remember to be sort of vague about the car and, well, everything. I mean obviously but I don’t think Will’s going down without a fight,” you reminded your boyfriend with an annoyed sigh.
Will Buxton was not only a F1 journalist but a man who got under everyone’s skin. You couldn’t fathom why people liked him in the first place.
Lando, who was leaning on his elbow on his bed, gave a hum of response. He only had half of his mind present as he watched you get ready. “Surely, this can’t be fair,’ He asked.
You raised a brow at him through the mirror. “What?” You queried before putting on a necklace. Sorry, attempting to. You weren’t exactly sure why the clasps of necklaces were made so poorly.
Lando got up from the bed and walked up behind you. He grabbed the necklace from your hands with an amused expression before bringing it to your neck. With one hand, he pushed your hair to the side and joined the clasp to the metal ring. He rested his fingers on the back of your neck, slowly rubbing the area as he met your gaze in the mirror.
“I mean, you get to wear this,” Lando started. His hands ran over the satin silk material of your black dress. It was fairly casual, landing mid-thigh. Perfect enough for you to blend into the crowd. Although, it didn’t matter for Lando. He could always pick you from the crowd. Especially, if you were wearing this. “And I wear this? It doesn’t seem fair,” he whispered into your ear.
You let out a small laugh, eyeing his new uniform for the season. You turned to face him, rubbing your hands over his chest and pretending to dust it. “I think you look quite good, love.”
Lando narrowed his eyes. You felt his hand travel up your neck and to your lips. “When did you even buy this? It wasn’t even in your closet?”
Your heart started to pace when you caught that knowing glint in his eyes. His mended brows seemed to ease when you didn’t respond. Sometimes you didn’t need to open your mouth to say anything. Instead, you let your eyes talk.
A small grin came to his face. He turned you to face the mirror. His hands came alive, roaming your thigh and waist. “Just for me, huh?” Lando smiled.
“Lando,” you warned weakly. You had a feeling where this was going. Honestly, you weren’t opposed to it. But the both of you needed to clock in soon. “It’s supposed to come off after the launch.”
Lando pursed his lips, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck and meeting your gaze. “Oh, it supposed to come off too? Jesus, I don’t think I can’t wait that long.”
Lando could feel the perfume he has come to love so much infiltrate his nose. God, this dress and now the perfume. How on earth was he going to get out of here?
“Fuck,” He murmured out. He closed his eyes and rested his chin on your shoulder. He needed to get himself together. But the thing about your skin was that it was so inviting… so warm.
You felt his his arms wrap around your waist as you added some finishing touches to your look. Lando pouted at you through the mirror.
“What’s wrong, baby?” You cooed, squishing his cheeks with your free hand.
“I don’t think I can leave this room. I can’t,” Lando groaned, starting a line of kisses on your neck.
“Lando…” You whimpered out pathetically, feeling your neck stretch out even more willingly. You could feel him close in on the one area near your ear.
“Fuck, Lando. Not there,” You swore but with no effort to stop him.
Lando’s greed seem to increase upon your exclaim. He furthered his attack on the spot, sucking enough of your intoxicating skin, not only to get his full but leave a fresh purple mark.
Now he was satisfied enough to leave the room.
You watched his lips leave your skin, almost leaving you to pour for a second before that dark spot on your skin caught your eyes.
You gasped. “You didn’t,” you said in disbelief, whacking your boyfriend.
Lando’s blues twinkled at you as he planted a cheeky kiss to your cheek. “I did.”
Now you were in a room of all these people. It was exhilarating for Lando to know that he had given you a tattoo of some sorts. To attend those interviews and know that behind your carefully placed hair, he had given you something no one else would ever… yeah, he was aching to leave.
It wasn’t any less for you. Even last night you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. You were walking around with the fact that you knew what was underneath the damn racing gear. The scratches and indentations of your hands on his skin caused by the will to bring Lando even closer to you.
all of this silence and patience, pining and anticipation
my hands are shaking from holding back from you… ha, ah, ah
all of this silence and patience, pining and desperately waiting
my hands are shaking from all this… ah, ha, ha, ha
Lando was looking at you probably more than one should look at their PR specialist to the point he was sure you could feel his eyes on you.
But he couldn't help. Every little thing you did in that dress had caught his attention.
Your pinky-red painted lips covering the champagne glass you held. Those lips he wanted for himself. On him. Everywhere. Now.
The occasional brush of your hands that sent shudders he had to surpress.
The lights of the venue practically spotlighting you so everyone could see how beautiful you looked. So Lando could see exactly how nicely the dress clung to everyone of those damning curves.
The polite smiles you offered every single person you met. A gesture that sent his heart racing.
The forced polite laughter and chuckles you gave to the people that flirted with you. A gesture that made him both proud and frustrated. Proud in that you were clearly faking it because he knew what your real smile and laugh was. Hell, he had the pleasure of making it everyday. And that people clearly found you as beautiful as he did. Frustrated because people were clearly into you and he could do nothing but watch in silence.
Lando couldn't blame them either. If he was them, he too would've stopped to impress. But he didn't need to. Not when you were his entirely and he yours.
The more he looked at you the more his hands shook and his patience wore thin. His hands ached for this day to end, for him to take you to his room, and remove that goddamn dress.
He could imagine what his former teammates Carlos and Daniel say. Something along the lines of "stop staring at her like you want to eat her".
Which, in all honestly, wasn't true.
Lando didn't want to eat you. He wanted to devour you. Slowly and gently. He wanted to appreciate you... all of you. So much that only his name was falling from those beautiful lips of yours.
say my name and everything just stops
i don't want you like a best friend
only bought this dress so you could take it off
take it oh, ha, ha, ha-ah
carve your name into my bedpost
'cause i don't want you like a best friend
only bought this dress so you could take it off
take it oh, ha, ha, ha-ah
Lando couldn't imagine the poor luck he had. The event was finally over and he was home. Without you.
You had become slightly tied with some last minute discussions with the reporters and journalists, even your dear favourite Will.
Which meant for the past hour, Lando had nothing but his thoughts. Thoughts that consisted only of you, that dress, and what he was going to do with you.
What was he supposed to do?
Unbothered to put on a new change of clothes, Lando was in bed only in his boxers which had a very obvious bulge.
Lando let out a sigh, his hand brushing over his clothed cock. "Fuck," he muttered out through a clenched jaw. If it was any other day, he would've lost all self-control and jerked off to his thoughts of you. But you were going to be home soon and he desperately wanted to feel you.
"Lando? Honey, I'm home!" Your voice echoed through his house, teasing him.
Lando whipped his head up, feeling all his thoughts and emotions briefly stop as he darted towards the entrance.
You were taking of your heels when you saw Lando stand in all his glory almost naked. You couldn't help but laugh lightly. "Oh my... I thought we discussed you not walking around the house naked, Lando."
Lando said nothing. Instead, he took a step towards, eyes searching your face and arms encircling your body closer to him.
The hairs on your body stood straight while goosebumps started to sprawl across your skin. Lando's thumb brushed across your bottom lip. "You were later than expected," He said in a tone that almost neared a whine.
You let out a sigh, kissing the tip of his thumb. "I know. I'm sorry, baby."
Lando grinned. "It's okay," He quipped before scooping you up in his arms.
You let out a yelp before smiling as Lando ventured to your bedroom. You could soon feel the soft sheets of your bed touch your skin while Lando hovered over you.
"You have to tell me what the deal with this dress is, love," Lando whispered. His finger slid under the strap of your dress before trailing all the way down to your bare breast.
You opened your mouth to answer but not even a hint of a sound came out as Lando's finger circled your nipple gently. You met his eager blue eyes, waiting for answer.
"I only bought this dress so you can take it off. Simple as that."
Lando let out a low exhale, feeling his cock harden even further. God, were you even real?
"Yeah?" He hummed, pushing the straps of your dress down your arms. He pushed his face down lower, wrapping his lips around your nipple as he continued to pull your dress down your body.
Your back arched on the bed, pushing yourself into his mouth even further. Without a word, you lifted your hips up and Lando had fully taken the dress off.
His other hand reached your other nipple, paying it an equal amount of attention. He rolled the pebbled mound between his thumb and index finger, giving it a slight squeeze.
You let out a small whimper. Your hand navigating through his short curls. You could feel your core tighten and your pussy become slick with your arousal.
Lando unlatched his lips from your breasts, using both hands to gently thumb your nipples. "Tell me want you want, love. I want to hear it from these pretty lips."
God... you couldn't even decide. "I don't know. I want your lips. Your fingers. Fuck, I want it all."
Lando couldn't help but grin as a he felt a surge of energy rush through. "I can do it all," He chuckled before bringing his lips to yours. His tongue darted between your lips and into your mouth. His hands trailed up and down your waist while a muffled moan came out of his mouth.
You kissed him back with the same intensity of fervor, bringing your hands around his neck, willing him closer to you.
Lando could tell by the slight squirm of your legs, you were getting impatient down there. Slowly, he trailed down your waist and reached your panties. His own lips quirked at the damp material. Pressing his fingers into your core, he could feel a shudder overcome you.
Lando continued his assault on your lips as he rubbed you through your panties.
You removed your lips in a gasp for air. "Don't tease, Lando," You moaned out, clenching your thighs so it trapped his hand to your pussy.
Lando chuckled. He used his free hand to brush over your swollen lips. God, he wanted those lips around his cock. Maybe tomorrow morning. Or maybe in the shower tonight. Right now, he wanted to focus on you. "Say please. A good girl should always use her manners, no?"
This good girl thing had always infuriated you. It felt childish. But then it paled in comparison to the tingling and blossoming sensation of Lando's fingers rubbing your clit.
But of course, if you were going to be a good girl, you were always going for extra credit.
"Please, Lando. Fuck. I need your fingers. Please. I love the way they fill me up. The way they feel in me. Please."
Lando wanted to grin. But all he could do was groan in response. How could he not reward his dear overachiever?
His fingers pulled down your panties, snatching down the damp material past your legs. A guttural sound of pure sin fell from his mouth as he saw your pussy. It glistened in front of him, almost as if it was flooded. Sliding his fingers down those soaked folds, he watched you writhe under him and whimper.
Lando kept his eyes on you as he pushed two fingers into you slowly. He could feel your core envelope him and welcome him graciously. He watched your back arch once he began thrusting into a pace, feeling your walls clench around his fingers.
"Shit," you moaned, reaching for your breasts to both add even more pleasure and bring some sort of sanity. "Faster, baby. Please."
Lando sped up the pace of his fingers, bringing his thumb to rub your clit. His eyes flickered to your pussy. He licked his lips. You were swollen and engorged. Your puffy lips continuously took him in and it was almost paining his cock that he wasn't inside you yet.
A new intense wave of euphoria settled over you. Your body convulsed with a buzz that provided the almost silent moans from your mouth. "Fuck.... I... I'm gonna come," You moaned out, head falling back as your mind became clouded with pleasure.
Lando's cock throbbed from not being touched. He could do it no longer.
The whine you released when Lando took his fingers out of you almost made him want to put them back in. But instead, with a speed he had never even found in his car, he took off his boxers and hovered over your body.
"I know. I know," Lando murmured, pressing his lips into yours to silence your begging plea.
You placed your own fingers in your mouth, drenching them in your saliva. Removing them, your hand travelled down his waist, brushing past his v-line before circling your hand around his cock. You could feel Lando moan into the kiss, briefly stilling at your touch.
Slowly you rubbed him up and down, dangerously thumbing the slit of his cock. You watched as your saliva lubed him, giving him a unique shine. Your shine.
"Jesus fucking christ," Lando moaned out. He was sure if you kept up like this, he was going to cum in your hands rather than inside you.
"Fuck, as much I love your hands and touch. I need to be in you, baby," Lando sighed, removing your hand from his cock and slowly pressing into your body to slide his cock up and down your pussy.
You moaned at his words, feeling his lips wrap around your nipple once again.
"Stop teasing," You panted. The buzz created by the tip of his cock rubbing your clit was almost paining and torturous.
Lando didn't even mean to tease. But even just feeling your pussy felt like a different type of high. He groaned, pushing the tip of his cock into your swollen lips. A rush of warmth surged through him as he laid in you for a brief moment.
Your pussy was a safe haven. A cocoon made for his cock. This high... this pleasure... he could feel it with no one than you.
You sobbed in ecstasy. Lando was almost bring cruel. You raised your hips, fucking yourself onto your cock.
Lando had to keep himself above you, almost collapsing at your action. He let out a small laugh at your impatience before he started to move in you.
As he thrusted into you, you could feel his cock glide through your folds, reaching those familiar areas of arousal. You clenched your walls around him teasingly, silently urging him to speed.
"Fucking hell," Lando hissed out, speeding up the movement of your hips.
Sweat and arousal doused the both of you as the room was full of your pants and the obscene sound of your skin slapping.
"I'm gonna cum soon, baby," Lando said once you clenched around him once again. This clenching action always drove him overboard. It pulled him in even further into you and pressured his cock to pulse inside of you.
"It's okay. Cum with me," You moaned, bringing him into a sloppy kiss.
Your muffled moans became impossibly higher as Lando rutted into you at a merciless speed. The wave of pleasure and euphoria that had sprawled across the both of you was inexplicable. A transient unearthly state of mind. A paradox of what was holy and unholy.
Your hands had found their way to Lando's back. Your fingernails dug lightly into the smooth skin of his back. You dragged them down as your hips bucked higher in the chase of the climax.
"Fuck! Lando!" You cursed.
Lando could feel his cock twitch and throb inside you. The nails. His name. Your lips. It was any second now. "Fuck. Say my name, Y/N!"
'When your eyes had started to roll, you blinked focusing on the most beautiful boy in front of you. God he was a sight to behold. Blue eyes hooded with lust, lips swollen and puffy... albeit sweaty, but handsome nonetheless. 'When your eyes had started to roll, you blinked focusing on the most beautiful boy in front of you. God he was a sight to behold. Blue eyes hooded with lust, lips swollen and puffy... albeit sweaty, but handsome nonetheless.
"Lando!" You moaned, "I love you so much, Lando! Fuck!"
Your loud groans disturbed the quiet peace of the air as Lando and you felt the wave of euphoria hit you hard, his hips stilled within you. His body shook, warming your walls and folds with an influx of white.
Lando let out a soft moan, chin falling into your shoulder while both your sweaty bodies pressed together. You could still feel Lando's cock within you, giving every last dribble of cum to you.
"I love you, I love you, I love you.," Lando's hoarse voiced mantra made it's way into your ear. He planted a lazy kiss onto your shoulder before turning his body to face the ceiling. "Fuck, I love you so much, Y/N."
You turned on the side of your body, leaning on your hand. Your eyes were weighed with exhaustion but nevertheless you smiled at him. "I guess I should buy more dresses often," You joked.
You could feel Lando's body rumble with a gentle chuckle. His hand reached to move your sweat-ridden hair behind your ears. His blue eyes trailed over your face, in awe of how he had gotten this lucky in his life. The woman he loved so much was right next to him and he hoped forever.
Lando smiled at you, bringing your fingers to kiss them. He briefly thought backed to the small box he had managed to hide away in his closet. Three podiums. He was going to get three podiums and make sure that ring adorned your finger.
"Love, I'll buy all the dresses you want. And I'll take them off for you too."
© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑
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anantaru · 8 months
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any starrail character with breeding kink
cw. jing yuan + breeding, fem! reader
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there was rarely an incentive to leave the bed this week, but jing yuan quietly feared that he would turn utterly enchanted by you if he doesn't go to work already— because, how come you're all warm and soft under his hands, and he wants to start a family with you, hankering over the thought to make it happen, just imagining himself being a father was enough to kiss you like a starved animal again, correlating a swelling demand.
jing yuan felt really good pressed against you, better when he lowers his lips to gnaw along the outline of your jaw, "right there?" a tease, quite well-pleased with himself as he rubs the tip of his member over your dripping hole, slow circling motions, easily creating a parted mouth on your face, a silhouette of a little surprised ‘o’ for a moment before you discern a dirty flicker in your lovers golden eyes, "you'll have me right there tonight."
you giggle, cheeks holding onto heat, exactly knowing what he meant by that little sentence, "you promise?" and you roll your hips into him barefaced and a teeny tiny bit smug, being aware that you'll feel it writhing against your stomach, mirroring your own movements as he fucks his cum into you.
jing yuan affirms you with a gentle smile before placing one palm against your hip, your soft skin shivering beneath his hands. "tell me if it's too much for you," he asserts, a glimmer of worry purled on top of his handsome countenance.
you nod firmly, closing your eyes and wrap your arms around his chest with your hands resting on his back, your heart rumbles in your chest and fuck, there really was nothing better than this, there simply couldn't be anything else that would make you feel this way. the mood changes, always being so warm and cozy later, sensitive and open for him, and jing yuan's own sweet excitement multiplies and heightens by a tenfold when he fucks himself into you at last, catching your needy, little pants huffing and puffing on his face.
you nibble on his bottom lip, suck on his tongue and let him use you, fuck you, pouring and sliding into you in a slowed, even manner, until he successfully overflows your insides, and then his cock pulses right inside you while you constrict on his girth.
jing yuan was perfect, yours.
he moans into your mouth, both catching sweet, tender tunes in tandem with each others movements, "oh fuck, fuck! you're so…" his breath shutters lightly, body screaming and convulsing, aching to already cum inside of you.
"i'm not gonna last long like this." his strong jaw was clenched and his blatant admittance was a clear turn on— in truth, you never wanted it to end, the more he roughly pumped and thrusted into you, bored his eyes over your lewd reactions while washing multiple shivers down your spine was haunting, tantalizing your entire figure for more of him. yet do not get fooled, he seems like he got lost in it as well, long-windedly groaning and panting and praising you.
the general swoops down to kiss you again, cutting off your quite limited space when you notice the piercing coil, the largely aching and built up bubble in your stomach snap into two pieces, and so did his, at the very same time.
you convulse around him, melting like butter, milking him dry and hard with all of your remaining energy, together worshipping and touching your faces to please please see your expressions become slowly screwed up with pin-pointed pleasure, eyes rolled back while he swiftly licks the drool dribbling down your chin.
you continue to clench around him strongly, pulling more out of jing yuan until he was practically empty, his warm, white cum stored inside of you, glistening, and you're all happy and fulfilled now, couldn't fathom that you even had this much of him in you.
but then, when it ends, both out of breath and feeling a little light headed, jing yuan collapses on top of your figure— one arm holding him up fairly enough so he wouldn't cut off your breathing space entirely, sweat stricken foreheads resting, suddenly putting a trembling hand on your belly and rubbing it in circles.
"just imagine baby."
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You wake up to the feeling of something hard thrusting between your folds, a hand gripping your hip tightly, and soft grunts in your ear.
A moan escapes your lips when you realize what’s going on. Leon was thrusting his cock against your leaking center while you were asleep.
“Baby? Are you awake?” Leon basically whines in your ear, his grip tightening while his thrusts slow down.
“Mhmm,” You hum, finally blinking your eyes open.
“Can I fuck you, please? I know you just woke up but I need you so bad, baby.” Leon begged, burring his face in the crook of your neck.
You couldn’t help the way your heart melted hearing just how needy he was. Rolling your hips back against him, you nodded, “Yeah.”
The word barely left your lips before he was seated fully inside of you, groaning an obscenely loud “thank you” as he did so. Your hand fisted the sheets as you gasped, closing your eyes again and deciding to just go along with whatever Leon needed.
“Fuck you feel so good. I tried to wait, I really did, but you’re just so pretty and I couldn’t wait anymore I needed you baby, so bad!” Leon babbled as he fucked you, hips slapping against your ass and creating a loud sound.
Leon hooked his hand under your thigh, lifting your leg higher and allowing him to get deeper. You leaned further back against his chest, and cried out when you felt the tip of his cock brush against your g-spot.
That was all Leon needed. The man’s grip on you turned bruising as he thrusted faster, hitting your sweet spot every time. Your back arched and a hand flew back to grip his hair, “F-fuck Leon!”
“Pl-please tell me you’re close because I’m about to c-cum, fuck!” Leon came inside you, his arms coming around to hug you close and his hips stuttering as he shot hot spurts of cum deep inside.
The feeling of him filling you up sent you over the edge. Your grip in his hair tightened as you clenched around him, slick pouring out of you as you violently shook.
Leon fucked you both through your orgasms, only stopping when it became too painful.
“Holy shit,” Leon huffed tiredly after he pulled out, and after a moment of no response he frowned and sat up. Leaning over your shoulder, he found you already passed out, softly snoring.
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sluttywonwoo · 1 year
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no nut november — lee know (winner)
pairing: lee minho x fem!reader
warnings: swearing, smut (18+ mdni), oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, unprotected sex
a/n: part of @gimmeurtmi's and i’s collab <3
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“God, that feels so good,” you whine.
Minho’s head pops up from between your legs and he grins, chin shiny with your arousal. “You close?”
“I was until you stopped,” you grumble.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” he says with a pout. 
You push his head lightly. “You’re not sorry.”
“You’re right, I’m not.”
You roll your eyes. “Just because you can’t cum doesn’t mean I can’t.”
“I thought we were in this together,” Minho whines. 
“You really want to deal with a girlfriend who hasn’t cum in a month?”
“Good point.”
With that, Minho gets back to work. He’s teasing you purposely, this time, dragging his tongue up and down your slit without staying in one place long enough to be effective.
“Minho.”
“Hm?”
“Please...”
“Please what?”
“Need more.”
“Use your words, baby- hey. Don’t squirm.”
He presses down on your hips to keep you still, basically wrestling you into place. You surrender to him but only because you know he’s stronger. Minho smacks your cunt twice, each time making you jolt slightly. 
“Let’s try this again. Use your words to ask for what you want.”
“Can I- can I have something inside? Like your fingers or your tongue?”
“What about my cock?”
“What about it?”
“You don’t want my cock inside of you?”
“Of course I do, I always do. I just... didn’t think that was on the table.”
“Why not?”
“Are you really going to make me say it?” you groan. 
“You don’t think I can control myself?” Minho accuses.
“No, actually, I don’t!”
He sits up, hand over his heart in mock offense. “You wound me.”
“You just get very... passionate when we have sex.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that once you start, you can’t stop.”
Minho narrows his eyes at you like you’re challenging him, even though that isn’t your intention at all. You don’t want him to lose on your account, but you can only resist your irresistible boyfriend offering you his dick on a silver platter for so long. 
“I can’t believe you think that little of me!”
“It’s not that you can’t last, Min- we both know you can. You just like to... finish something once you’ve started.”
“Is that supposed to be a pun?”
You grin. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself.”
He rolls his eyes at you. “You’re such a loser.”
“That you’re in love with.”
“Yeah, yeah. You’re lucky that’s the case.”
“And here I was thinking you’re the lucky one.”
“Oh, I definitely am. Listening to your terrible jokes is a small price to pay for getting to be your person.”
You push his chest bashfully. “Don’t get all cheesy now.”
“Why not? Can’t take it?”
“No, actually. I can’t. If you keep pouring your heart out to me like that I’ll die on the spot and then you’ll go away for my murder. “
“Worst they could get me for is manslaughter,” Minho scoffs like he’s brushing off the possibility. 
“So comforting to hear when you have me pinned underneath you.”
He smirks. “Did you want to get fucked or not? I do have to work later tonight.”
You sigh, shrugging. If he was so insistent about it, you weren’t going to fight it anymore. You were only trying to do him a favor in the first place. His funeral and all that. 
“Give it to me.”
Minho’s smirk turns into a genuine grin and he rubs your thighs in excitement. “I know you wanted something inside but did you want me to make you cum before fucking you?” You shake your head no. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, just put it in.”
“So romantic.”
Despite the sarcasm in his voice, Minho scoots up so that his face is just inches above yours and kisses you deeply, getting you to moan so that he can slip his tongue into your mouth. He tastes like you, unsurprisingly, and like the strawberry jam you put on your toast in the mornings. 
“Spread your legs a bit more for me, baby,” he whispers. You do, and he praises you for it. “There you go.”
One of his hands comes down in between your legs to rub your clit as he eases himself inside of you. The fit is perfect, like always, but the stretch is obviously a little more intense than usual. 
“You alright?”
“Yeah, just give me a minute.”
While he waits, he just lies on top of you, ignoring your complaints when you tell him you can’t breathe. Then, you tap him on the back twice to let him know he can move so he does. 
Minho isn’t one to jump right into fucking the life out of you, preferring to start slow and build gradually build the pace, and today is no different. He’s even slower than he normally is, being extra considerate of your disposition. 
“You can go faster,” you urge him. “I promise I won’t break.”
You see him hesitate, almost like he wants to ask you if you’re sure, but he doesn’t. It’s something he’s been working on, trusting you to be honest about what you want in the bedroom, much like you’ve been working on telling him what you want in the bedroom. “Wrap your legs around my waist, baby.”
You moan as soon as you lock your ankles behind his back, the angle already pushing him deeper inside of you. 
“Oh fuck,” you gasp. 
“Atta girl. So good for me when you wanna be, huh?”
You nod, whimpering. 
He keeps his fingers on your clit as he fucks you, wanting to get you to the edge as fast as possible. You assume he’ll draw back, slow down and edge you just like he had when he was eating you out a few minutes ago, but he doesn’t.
“Fuck, I’m going to- I’m cumming!”
You sob as it hits you, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck and pulling him close. He makes a sound of surprise as he falls forward into you but easily accepts his fate and begins to kiss and nip at your neck.
Minho’s still fucking you even after you come down, even though your legs are trembling and tears are staining your cheeks. He seems entirely unaffected by the way your pussy’s clenching relentlessly around him. Meanwhile, you’re falling apart every time the head of his cock nudges your g-spot. Curse his dancer’s hips and performer’s stamina.  
“Think you can give me another one?” he asks. You can hear the smirk in his voice and it’s infuriating. 
You don’t get the chance to respond before you’re cumming again, whining his name and biting your fist so hard you think you’ve drawn blood. It isn’t unlike Minho to fuck you into a second orgasm right after the first, he loves overstimulating you almost as much as he loves edging you, but it always catches you off guard. 
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunts.
“Yeah, I just c-came twice.”
“You’re always tight,” he says matter-of-factly. 
“Thank you?”
“You’re welcome.”
You snort and roll your eyes while Minho kisses your nose. 
“One more?” he asks, rolling his hips experimentally. 
Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you moan. “Yes, please. Please make me cum again.”
Minho tries to gently coax the third orgasm out of you, taking his time instead of fucking your brains out like he just had been. You can tell he’s getting close too. He’s trying not to show it but he has a tell that’s a dead giveaway every time. 
“So good for me, letting me do whatever I want to you,” he pants. “So fucking warm and tight and perfect. God, you can never get enough of this cock, can you? Just have to have it all the time.”
“Yes, always!” you agree even though you aren’t entirely sure he’s expecting an answer. 
“That’s my fucking girl.”
You cum unexpectedly, shocking both yourself and your boyfriend. It’s all Minho’s fault, really. He can’t say shit like that and expect you not to gush everywhere. 
He tries to make the most of it by thrusting deep as he fucks you through the orgasm. You clutch him to you, digging your nails into his back as your thighs tighten around his waist. 
The cries of his name and the pulsing of your cunt drive Minho right to the edge and he’s suddenly frantic, whimpering and grunting in your ear as he desperately begs you to say the things he needs to hear.
“Tell me you love me,” he whines. “Please, baby tell me you’re mine.”
“I love you! I love you, baby. I’m yours, I’m yours. ”
It hits him hard- body going tense, eyebrows knitting together, mouth falling open as he cums inside of you. He looks so pretty like that, it’s a view you’ll never get tired of. It’s almost enough to make you cum again. You can feel it, feel his cock throbbing as he fills you up. You hadn’t used condoms with Minho for a long time now, didn’t need to when you were taking twice the typical dose of birth control for your awful periods. And you had been dating for long enough that you could trust each other with something as intimate as this.
Minho gives you and himself a moment to recover before he’s pulling out and rolling off of you. He feels around for one of the washcloths you always kept on the nightstand and finds one, cleaning himself and your thighs off.
“I’ll wet go wet another one with warm water for the actual mess,” he assures you. “Don’t want to use a dry washcloth on that. Your PH balance is already fucked up enough after what we just did.”
You wrinkle your nose at him. “Can you not say stuff like that until at least twenty minutes after we fuck?”
“You don’t think it’s sexy that your boyfriend cares and is knowledgeable about vaginal health?”
“I do, but I don’t think I would classify the subject as bedroom talk.”
“Agree to disagree.”
It isn’t until you’ve both showered and are laying in bed together that you bring the bet back up. Minho still has about an hour before he needs to be at the JYPE building and he’s trying to spend as much of that time with you as humanly possible. 
“Min, the bet,” you sigh. 
“What about it?”
“You lost. You guys shook on it like... a few hours ago.”
Minho shrugs. “Oh well.”
You sit up, detaching yourself from him to give him a look. 
“What?” he asks. 
“You’re the most competitive person I know..”
He grins. “Thank you.”
“That wasn’t necessarily a compliment, but you’re welcome, I guess. I just mean you’re not even a little upset about being the first out?”
Another shrug. “Meh. You win some, you lose some.”
“Have you told them yet? What did they say?”
“I’m just gonna let them figure it out on their own,” he says. 
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Exactly what it sounds like.”
You narrow your eyes at your boyfriend as it dawns on you. “You were never going to play, were you?” 
Minho smirks. “Oh, I’m playing. I’m just playing a different game.”
-
“I’m not lying to our friends!”
“It’s not lying! It’s just not telling them.”
“It’s called a lie of omission for a reason, Minho. Because it’s a lie. And what if they straight up ask me about it? What am I supposed to say then?”
“Just change the subject.” “Yeah, because that’ll work fine and not be suspicious at all.”
“Babe, please,” he pleads. 
“It seems mean!”
“It is mean,” he agrees. “But it’s funny.”
“What if they all hate you after this?”
“They contractually can’t hate me. They still have to be in a group with me for the next two years and if we renew then even longer. Besides, this is me getting back at them for volunteering me to MC for Music Core. I was sick the day the representative came around to the company and they all recommended me knowing I wouldn’t want to do it because they thought it would be funny. Next thing I know, I’m in the audition room and they’re telling me I have to wear stupid hats and do aegyo every Saturday-”
“I thought you liked the hats.”
“They’re okay sometimes,” he huffs, refusing to admit what you both know to be true. “But it’s the principle of the thing.”
“Yeah, yeah, I get it, Mr. Drama King. What do I get in return for participating in your little revenge plot?” 
“What do you want?”
“The rest of the SKZOOs.”
Minho purses his lips, holding back a scoff. The only SKZOO you owned was Leebit, obviously. You actually had a couple of Leebits around your apartment but Minho had jokingly banned you from getting any of the others because, in his words, he was supposed to be your favorite member. 
“Having the others doesn’t mean you’re not my favorite,” you’d argued. “Do you want Leebit to be lonely?”
“Leebit doesn’t need friends,” Minho had insisted. “He’s happier by himself.”
You weren’t convinced but you also didn’t feel like arguing with your very stubborn boyfriend on the subject. You were content with Leebit for the time being- until now, that was. 
“That’s really what you want?” Minho asks. 
“Mhm.”
He sighs, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans. “Fine. Deal.”
You grin triumphantly and kiss him on the cheek. “Pleasure doing business.”
“You’re a menace.”
“And that’s why you love me. We’re made for each other.”
-
Your plan was to simply avoid the members and their partners for the entire month. If you didn’t run into them, you wouldn’t have to lie to them. Easy peasy. Right?
“Jisung did what?” you gasp, standing dumbfounded in the middle of your bedroom as your boyfriend gets dressed. 
“Planned a surprise birthday party for me,” Minho repeats.
“Why would he do that?”
“Because he’s my best friend?”
“But... your birthday was last month. And how is it a surprise party if you already know about it?”
“You know he’s not good at keeping secrets. Or planning ahead.”
You sigh and put your hands on your hips as you watch Minho button his nice dress shirt. 
“Do I have to go?”
He pauses to look up at you. “What do you mean do you have to go? You don’t want to?”
“It’s not that,” you explain, “I’m just worried about someone bringing up your stupid bet and having to lie to them.”
“I’ll do most of the talking,” he assures you. “Just stick by my side.”
Thankfully, the party Jisung had planned was on the smaller side. Only Minho’s closest friends were in attendance which meant that you knew almost everyone there. Han had admittedly outdone himself with the setup, too. You couldn’t even recognize the JYPE ballroom with all of the decorations and lights strung up everywhere. You told him as much when you saw him. 
“If only the guy was actually surprised,” he grumbled to himself, “but thank you. I’m glad you like it.” 
The ‘sticking by Minho’s side’ method only worked when he was actually by your side. Midway through the party, he excuses himself to go talk to one of his friends, leaving you to fend for yourself until he returns. 
“Oh my god, I feel like it’s been forever!” a familiar voice echoes from behind you. 
You turn to see Hyunjin’s girlfriend holding her arms out to you for a hug, and quickly reciprocate, briefly wrapping your arms around her in greeting. 
“It’s been too long,” you agree. 
“Where have you been?” she asks. “The other girls have been asking for you.”
“Oh, you know,” you mumble, “work has really picked up lately so I’ve just been swamped.”
It’s not technically a lie, you have been swamped, but you’ve also been actively avoiding your friends at the same time. 
“Ugh, that sucks. It must be so stressful,” she sympathizes, then lowers her voice. “How have you been doing with... you know?”
Fuck. 
You take a deep breath and swallow the guilt that threatens to claw its way up your throat as you scramble to come up with a bullshit answer. “About as well as any of us, I figure.”
“Fucking tell me about it,” she groans. “I nearly killed Hyunjin when he told me about it. I still might.”
You laugh. “If he goes missing, I won’t say anything.”
Suddenly, Minho’s back by your side, his hand resting on the small of your back. He greets Hyunjin’s girlfriend warmly. She wishes Minho a happy birthday and then excuses herself to go find her own boyfriend. 
“What were you two talking about?”
“Who’s asking?” you ask in response. 
“The birthday boy.”
“He has no authority here, sorry.”
Minho’s jaw drops in faux shock. “You’re really not going to tell me?”
“She just asked me how I was holding up through all of this No Nut November bullshit,” you admit.
“Wait, she actually asked you about it?”
“Yes, she actually asked me about it. Girls talk about this stuff.”
He winces and rocks back on his heels. “Damn, I’m sorry, baby.”
You roll your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, just don’t fucking leave me again. What was so important you had to ditch me for in the first place?”
“I went to go say hey to that girl Jeongin likes,” Minho explains, nodding in her direction. 
You look over to where she was now sitting with Jeongin and nod in understanding. “That’s her?”
She was one of the guests you didn’t know super well. You had only seen her at a few group functions and she mostly kept to Jeongin and some of the other younger members. 
“Yeah, that’s her.”
“What did you say to her?”
“I just thought she might be interested to know that her crush on Innie is mutual.”
“What?”
“She likes Jeongin back.”
“No, I know she does.” One of the other girls had told you about Jeongin’s little crush and how the two were practically shooting heart eyes at the other all the time but were completely oblivious. You just hadn’t been able to put a face to the name until now. “How do you know that?”
“It wasn’t hard to figure out,” Minho mutters defensively. 
“But why would you try to meddle in their business? Shouldn’t you let them figure it out for themselves?”
“If I didn’t interfere they’d never act on their feelings,” he argues. 
“And why did you decide to ‘interfere’ now of all times?” you push. 
Minho smirks, knowing you’re on to him. “I think you already know the answer to that.”
You roll your eyes and shove him lightly. “Why are you trying to make him lose? You’re already out so why does it matter?”
“I’m just trying to keep it interesting!”
“You’re being an asshole, is what you’re doing!” 
“You’re hot when you’re mad.”
“Don’t change the subject!”
“What do you say we get out of here?” he suggests, completely ignoring what you’d just said. 
“You can’t leave your own birthday party early!”
“Says who?”
“It would be rude, Minho.”
“Fine, then let’s find a closet or something.”
“You really want to fuck like twenty feet away from everyone you’re up against for No Nut November?”
He shrugs. “Who doesn’t like a little challenge?”
-
Jeongin loses next, then Hyunjin. Changbin follows not long after, then Chan, then Felix. All the while, you continue to have sex with Minho. He comes over a lot more often, fucking you in every room of your apartment and then falling asleep in your bed just to go again in the morning. 
You can’t risk being at the dorms because neither of you are very good at keeping your hands off of each other, but you don’t want to raise suspicion by not being around so you drop by a couple of times throughout the month under the guise of bringing Minho dinner or picking him up for date night.
When the boys ask about you, Minho gives them the same excuse you’d told Hyunjin’s girlfriend about work. They don’t pry, thankfully, probably too intimidated by your boyfriend to invoke your name more than once every three to five business days. Minho could be a little possessive at times, even around the friends he’d known longer than he had known you, and that was working in your favor this month. 
The other six having lost meant that Seungmin was the only one left standing. Technically, he had already won. But he doesn’t know that. Only you and Minho know that. 
You expect Minho to tell him the good news as soon as Felix announces his failure, but he doesn’t.
“November isn’t over yet,” he points out.
“You’re just going to let Minnie suffer?”
“He’ll be fine.”
“He’s going to kill you.”
“Probably.”
-
Minho feels a little bad about having you lie on his behalf, but not bad enough to stop you from doing it. You’re just as much of a little jerk as he is, which is why he knew you’d agree in the first place. Sure, your moral compass is a bit more aligned than his, but that’s what makes you such a great pair. You’re there to reign him in when he goes too far, and he’s there to push your boundaries. 
“You’re having fun, aren’t you?” he asks when you come back from a girls brunch all giddy and breathless. 
You hadn’t even wanted to go in the first place to save yourself from lying to them all morning but Seungmin’s girlfriend had begged you to, seeing as you were the only two whose boyfriend’s hadn’t caved and therefore weren’t getting laid like the other girls were.
You didn’t want to leave her hanging like that, so you went. And now, you’re practically glowing with adrenaline as you recount the last two hours to Minho.
“I said that you won’t even touch me,” you exclaim, making Minho’s smile falter. “And that you’ve resorted to sleeping on the couch when you stay over so you don’t accidentally get too close to me in your sleep.”
He scoffs. “Did you have to make me sound like a total fucking loser?”
“Would you rather I have told the truth?”
“Okay, okay, you’re right. Thank you for doing that.”
You take a seat on Minho’s lap and hum happily. “You’re welcome.”
-
When the clock strikes midnight on December first, Minho’s surprised by the radio silence from Seungmin’s end. 
“Do you think he’s asleep?” he asks you. 
“Maybe he’s fucking his girlfriend into oblivion,” you suggest with a shrug. “I hope he is for her sake. Poor girl was desperate for dick.” 
Minho isn’t really sure how to respond to that so he doesn’t. He just hums in acknowledgment and turns the lamp by your bedside off so that your room is doused in darkness. You pat his thigh comfortingly under the blankets. 
“We’ll find out tomorrow, babe.”
“I guess we will.”
Seungmin doesn’t text the groupchat until the afternoon, hours after Chan’s texted asking who won. Minho shows you the texts and you read over his shoulder as the messages roll in. 
Kim Seungmin SKZ: lost an hour or two before midnight. congrats minho. 
Lee Felix SKZ: minho won??? Why am i not surprised at all lol
Hwang Hyunjin SKZ: I think we all saw this coming.
Hwang Hyunjin SKZ: pun intended.
Bang Chan SKZ: so where are you going to take your gf?
Minho: actually, you all should congratulate Seungmin.
Bang Chan SKZ: what?
Hannie: what? did you lose yesterday afternoon or something?
Seo Changbin SKZ: ???
Minho: I was the first to lose. 
The groupchat is silent for a single beat before it starts blowing up with messages from all of the members furiously cursing Minho out. He laughs as he scrolls through them. 
Bang Chan SKZ: all in favor of voting lee know out of the group?
Kim Seungmin SKZ: i think it’s unanimous.
Minho: Relax, Minnie. You won. You’re getting the trip. 
Kim Seungmin SKZ: RELAX? YOU’RE GOING TO TELL ME TO FUCKING RELAX??? I COULD HAVE BEEN FUCKING MY GIRLFRIEND THREE DAYS AGO AFTER FELIX LOST BUT NOOO YOU THINK YOU’RE SO FUNNY MAKING THE REST OF US LOOK LIKE IDIOTS
Yang Jeongin SKZ: i mean it is kind of funny
Hannie: you’re not mad innie?
Yang Jeongin SKZ: i was out second... or i guess technically third so i was never going to win anyway. minho got me a girlfriend out of this so i can’t really complain too much
Minho: Listen, I’m happy to be the sole contributor to Minnie’s vacation since I was the one to orchestrate all this. The rest of you can donate to that nonprofit we talked about at the beginning of the month. I’ll make a donation too obviously but don’t worry about the trip.
Kim Seungmin SKZ: I don’t want your pity money
Minho: it’s not pity money, it’s sorry for being an asshole money
Seo Changbin SKZ: if he doesn’t want it, i’ll take it
Kim Seungmin: don’t you fucking dare
Minho: anyway, if you guys are done bitching I’m going to go spend some time with my girlfriend now. I hope you’ve all learned your lesson.
Hwang Hyunjin SKZ: our lesson???
Lee Felix SKZ: wym?
Bang Chan SKZ: oh don’t tell us you’re still mad about that
Minho: not anymore. we’re even now.
Minho puts his phone down on the counter as soon as it starts to ring with a call from Seungmin. He swipes the decline icon and turns his attention to you. 
“Was it worth it?” you ask. 
He opens his mouth to answer but his phone rings again, cutting him off. It’s a call from Chan this time. He declines it and turns the phone off completely so that no one else can bother the two of you. 
He leans forward and kisses you hard, taking your bottom lip between his teeth as his hands settle on your ass. 
“Was it worth it?” he repeats, smirking. “I’d do it again in a fucking heartbeat.”
sorry again for the wait- as you all know i've been going through a lot lol
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voyeurmunson · 2 months
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Tease: Eddie Munson Blurb
⚠️explicit sexual content. minors DNI⚠️
Word count: 630
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"Eddie... Eddie please..." you whisper softly, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
"Mmm.. no can do, sweetheart. Only good girls get to cum."
"I'll be good. I promise.. please let me cum.." you whine, your clit swollen from his nonstop torture.
You don't know how long has passed but it feels like hours. Hours of incessant teasing. Teeth imprints and red marks litter your skin like some twisted form of art. Your entire body feels like it's going to explode from the constant edging.
You pull against the restraints hearing the metal handcuffs clink against the bedpost.
"Baby."
"Shh.." he hums as his thumb meets your throbbing clit once more making your legs clamp shut around his wrist.
Eddie chuckles darkly as his strong hands land on your knees, forcing them apart.
"Fuck!" you squeal as he plants his face in between your legs, lapping furiously at your soaked pussy.
"I- Eddie! It's too much!" you cry out but he doesn't stop. His hands keep your legs spread, pressing your knees firmly into the mattress as you struggle to keep your eyes open.
His tongue flicks and swirls wildly, never in one place long enough to get you there. Just enough to keep you aching for more. Desperate moans flee your lips with every movement from his wicked tongue.
He leans up, spitting on your pussy, giving it a rough smack making your body jolt, back arching off the bed.
“Shit!”
"That pussy tastes so good, baby. You're fucking soaked..." he murmurs, slipping two fingers inside, the chill of his rings sending shivers throughout your entire body.
"P-please..." you whimper, tears prick your eyes from the frustration.
Eddie's brown eyes lock onto yours as a small smirk appears on his pretty lips.
"You wanna cum, sweetheart?" he taunts.
You nod adamantly as a tear rolls down your cheek.
His fingers curl perfectly, finding your sweet spot with ease.
"Beg."
"I have been begging!" you sass, your attitude resulting in his fingers immediately being pulled out of you.
"No, no, no. I'm sorry. Eddie.. I'm sorry." you plead, yearning for his touch.
Eddie ignores you completely, fidgeting with the large ring on his finger mindlessly.
"Please touch me."
Eddie waits patiently, his dark eyes studying your face curiously as you squirm under him.
"Please. I'm begging you. Please let me cum.
“Make me feel good. Only you can make me feel good." you praise, feeling a rush of relief as his fingers glide into you once again.
"I know." he burns, his fingers reaching deeper, stroking rapidly, the sound of your wetness loud in the night.
"Oh my god... f-fuck... Eddie, please don't stop.. Please don't st-sto—" your urgent cries break off into silence as your jaw drops open, your orgasm hitting you unexpectedly.
Your legs tremble uncontrollably as your eyes roll instantly to the back of your head, your vision becoming nothing but stars as you finally get your sweet release.
"There we go.. Mmm... soak my hand, sweetheart."
You can feel your cum coat the inside of your thighs, soaking the sheets beneath you as your back arches off the bed.
"You're making such a mess, baby." Eddie mumbles lustfully as he watches you fall apart beneath his hand.
Your pussy spasms again and again around his ringed fingers, every nerve on your body is on fire as he continues fucking you with his hand, the beautiful sound of your slick coating his hand rings through the room.
"Such a pretty pussy." "Fuck, I love when you cum for me."
Praises pour from his lips as he works you through your orgasm.
"Eddie.." his name comes out hoarse as your body gradually comes down from your high.
"Good Girl, that's my good girl."
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linopls · 6 months
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kinktober day eleven
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humiliation meandom!minho x fem!reader warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, unprotected p in v, hardcore degrading (bitch), spanking, hair pulling, mean minho 0.7k words
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“oh, that’s all it takes to get you dripping, hm?”
minho had you bent over the kitchen island of the dorm kitchen. legs spread and panties hanging on your ankle. he had invited you over for dinner at the new dorm, since all of the other members would be out of the house. as soon as you walked in the door, your lips met in a feverish battle which ended with you bent over the counter and minho swiftly pulling your skirt up and sliding your panties down. 
“you’ve been here for two minutes and just kissed me for one of them?” minho runs his index finger over your wet slit and you whimper out in response.
“all i had to do was kiss you? and you’re soaked and begging to be fucked?” minho laughs hysterically.
minho takes his finger and sensually brings it to his mouth and licks your arousal off his fingers. you put your head against the counter in embarrassment and look to the floor. you feel minho’s hand slide up your back and fingers interlock in your hair.
“look at me when i’m talking to you slut.” he snaps, pulling your head back up to look at him. he’s standing to your side and leaning against the counter. he looks so beautiful like this, holding so much power over you and knowing that if he asked for anything you would do it. 
“you’re so easy, baby,” minho coos as he walks behind you. you hear the buckle of his pants and feel his hard member poking at your entrance. “come on baby, let me use you.”
minho teases your entrance for a minute. dragging his cock up and down gathering your slick, rubbing circles on your clit with his tip, and pushes only the head inside. you move your hips back, begging for minho to grab your hips and fill you til his heart’s content. minho laughs at your desperate ministrations.
“desperate slut,” minho spits, grabbing ahold of your hips and slamming his thick cock inside you without warning. 
you moan out loudly at the feeling of minho filling your begging hole. he doesn’t move a muscle until you wiggle your hips back into him, begging for more.
“oh,” minho laughs. “go ahead and do it yourself since you wanna act like an impatient whore.”
you pause for a second, after realizing that minho is not going to move himself. you slowly start to work your hips back and forth on his cock. you hear him bite down a moan and tighten his grip on your hips, but he puts in no further effort to help you. 
“minho, please,” you cry out after fucking yourself back onto him for a minute or two. 
“goddamnit, y/n,” minho snaps as he digs his fingernails into your hips and thrusts his hips aggressively into you. “such a useless bitch. can’t even fuck yourself right, hm?”
you moan loudly and unconsciously clench around his cock. minho scoffs and plants a harsh smack on your ass with his palm. he takes one hand off your hips and firmly presses your head onto the counter as he begins to buck his hips up into you like an animal. 
“god, your so fucking tight, love,” minho groans. “gonna make me cum, huh?”
you moan at the waterfall of dirty words pouring from minho’s mouth. he places around loud smack to your ass and grips the back of your hair and pulls you upright.
“is that what you want, slut?” minho whispers in your ear, biting down on the lobe. “want me to fill your tight hole and lick it back up as it drips down your legs?” 
you whimper out loudly in response and minho smacks your ass again, harder than the first two times.
“answer me when i speak to you, bitch,” he says through gritted teeth.
“yes! yes!” you cry out, tears spilling down your hot face. “please fill me!”
minho bites down hard on the side of your neck, intending to leave teeth marks for the next couple days. you feel his cock twitch against your walls before he paints them a violent white. he swiftly pulls out and takes a couple steps back to admire his seed dripping out of your abused hole.
you turn back to look at him, beads of sweat dripping down his face and him out of breath. minho reads your expression carefully before bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter. after calming himself, he takes a deep breath and cups your cheek with his hand.
“oh, did you wanna cum or something?”
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roseloon · 2 months
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WRITER! LEVI X BLACK! FEM READER
a/n: hey guys .. i’m back with an au. i hope you guys are doing okay. i needed to take a break to focus on school for a while but i’m here again. also tips are on for all of my content so don’t be afraid to leave one. REQUESTS ARE BACK ON!!!!1!1!1!1!1
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WRITER! LEVI who is surprised when you arrive on his doorstep, your body dressed in a pretty pink sweatsuit. your hair is curled and flows down in pretty, bouncy curls. you tell him that you’re the new assistant sent by the company to help him. at first he doesn’t think anything of it and allows you into his house.
WRITER! LEVI who feels odd as he watches you run around his house just doing anything to busy yourself. cleaning his room, cleaning the bathroom, sweeping the floor, washing the dishes etc.
WRITER! LEVI who catches you in his room reading one his novels. it has your cheeks warming as you read the lewd words strewn across the page, brown eyes growing wide when you hear a throat clear behind you. who can’t help but smirk as you stumble over your words and tell him that’s it’s not what it looks like. you look downright adorable as you try to explain yourself, big doe eyes barely able to meet his hungry ones.
WRITER! LEVI who sometimes will put a blanket over you when you fall asleep waiting at his desk. and every time he always thinks how peaceful and beautiful you look asleep. and maybe he sneaks some gentle touches to your face. he’s not creepy .. you’re just beautiful.
WRITER! LEVI who one day comes home absolutely pissed. he’s been getting pandered and pestered to write another book by every single person he meets .. it’s frustrating and quite annoying to him. he angrily stomps to his kitchen before pouring himself a glass of wine. it’s only after finishing it does he realize you’re standing there, watching him.
WRITER! LEVI who’ll lose his composure when you offer to help him with his writers block. the dark haired main immediately throws you over his shoulder to take you to his home office. he’ll pull out a pice of paper, and slams his lips onto yours. the kiss is hot, full of desperation and hunger. you haven’t been kissed in a while, especially not like this. your head grows foggy the deeper the kiss grows, and you can’t help the heat building up in between your thighs when his teeth sink down onto your lip.
WRITER! LEVI who tries to write something, anything. he tries to find inspiration in the way you arch your back to him, the way you moan out to him, trying to memorize and write down each of your reactions to his touch on the stupid paper. but he just can’t .. and ends up crinkling the paper up as he fucks you on the desk.
WRITER! LEVI who’ll say the dirtiest things to you. each word spoken has your insides tingling, in addition to his rough touches it has you melting right in his arms. his voice will be raspy and deep, an undertone of neediness to everything he says to you.
WRITER! LEVI who fucks you hard that night. his fingers dig into your brown skin as he fucks his cock up into you, dark eyes angry as you reach out to him. he’s merciless, hips slamming into yours so fucking hard that it shakes the entire desk. he’s not done after you cum once either and switches to eating that pretty pussy of yours for a couple minutes. after getting you to cum from that, he fucks you once more .. holding your legs down to the points that they begin to burn as his hips press up against yours with each thrust.
WRITER! LEVI who’ll make you breakfast the next morning to apologize for his rash behavior. you give him nothing but a sweet smile, and kind response that melt his heart. after breakfast you offer to wash the dishes and feel him behind you, whispering into your ear how he needs some more “inspiration” from you. you give in and end up getting fucked right over the kitchen sink, brown eyes squeezing out pleasure tears as you cum with a quiet whimper.
WRITER! LEVI who ends up publishing a book that does crazy numbers. his editors and managers blow up his phone the day of the release, absolutely overjoyed that another book of his is going so well already. he just chuckles when they ask where his inspiration came from, looking over at you tidying up the living room with a small smile on his face.
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lithium80writer · 6 months
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Tease: Eddie Munson blurb
⚠️18+ explicit sexual content. Minors DNI⚠️
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“Eddie… Eddie please…” you whisper softly, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
“Mmm.. no can do, sweetheart. Only good girls get to cum.”
“I’ll be good. I promise.. please let me cum..” you whine, your clit swollen from his nonstop torture.
You don’t know how long has passed but it feels like hours. Hours of incessant teasing. Teeth imprints and red marks litter your skin like some twisted form of art. Your entire body feels like it's going to explode from the constant edging.
You pull against the restraints hearing the metal handcuffs clink against the bedpost.
“Baby..”
“Shh…” he hums as his thumb meets your throbbing clit once more making your legs clamp shut around his wrist.
Eddie chuckles darkly as his strong hands land on your knees, forcing them apart.
“Fuck!” you squeal as he plants his face in between your legs, lapping furiously at your soaked pussy.
“I- Eddie! It’s too much!” you cry out but he doesn’t stop. His hands keep your legs spread, pressing your knees firmly into the mattress as you struggle to keep your eyes open.
His tongue flicks and swirls wildly, never in one place long enough to get you there. Just enough to keep you aching for more. Desperate moans flee your lips with every movement from his wicked tongue.
He leans up, spitting on your pussy, giving it a rough smack making your body jolt, back arching off the bed.
“Shit!”
“That pussy tastes so good, baby. You’re fucking soaked…” he murmurs, slipping two fingers inside, the chill of his rings sending shivers throughout your entire body.
“P-please…” you whimper, tears prick your eyes from the frustration.
Eddie’s brown eyes lock onto yours as a small smirk appears on his pretty lips.
“You wanna cum, sweetheart?” he taunts.
You nod adamantly as a tear rolls down your cheek.
His fingers curl perfectly, finding your sweet spot with ease.
“Beg.”
“I have been begging!” you sass, your attitude resulting in his fingers immediately being pulled out of you.
“No, no, no. I'm sorry. Eddie.. I'm sorry.” you plead, yearning for his touch.
Eddie ignores you completely, fidgeting with the large ring on his finger mindlessly.
“Please touch me.”
Eddie waits patiently, his dark eyes studying your face curiously as you squirm under him.
“Please. I'm begging you. Please let me cum. Make me feel good. Only you can make me feel good.” you praise, feeling a rush of relief as his fingers glide into you once again.
“I know.” he burns, his fingers reaching deeper, stroking rapidly, the sound of your wetness loud in the night.
“Oh my god… f-fuck… Eddie, please don't stop.. Please don't st-sto—” your urgent cries break off into silence as your jaw drops open, your orgasm hitting you unexpectedly.
Your legs tremble uncontrollably as your eyes roll instantly to the back of your head, your vision becoming nothing but stars as you finally get your sweet release.
“There we go.. Mmm… soak my hand, sweetheart.”
You can feel your cum coat the inside of your thighs, soaking the sheets beneath you as your back arches off the bed.
“You're making such a mess, baby.” Eddie mumbles lustfully as he watches you fall apart beneath his hand.
Your pussy spasms again and again around his ringed fingers, every nerve on your body is on fire as he continues fucking you with his hand, the beautiful sound of your slick coating his hand rings through the room.
“Such a pretty pussy..” “Fuck, I love when you cum for me.”
Praises pour from his lips as he works you through your orgasm.
“Eddiee..” his name comes out hoarse as your body gradually comes down from your high.
“Good Girl, that’s my good girl.”
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swayziiwriter · 5 months
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Yours | Jude Bellingham
summary: heart racing, Jude was fresh off his EURO qualifying eager to make his girlfriend sweat and plead for his body
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WARNING: 18+, sexual content
NOTE: a little something until I get my more detailed chapters out
Jude was in an outright wild state. The main sounds bouncing off the walls of your bedroom were his hips snapping into yours in a fierce speed and noisy constant cries pouring from your slobbering mouth. iIt was excessively suggestive, so salacious, and grimy that he wishes he can consume right now in his cerebrum to store and replay.
For the absence of better words, he was unable to get enough of it, so focused on how his cock fits so cozily in your throbbing walls, it seemed like he was beyond happy exclusively due to the hold your drenched pussy has on him. He was unable to try and pull away from you in the event that he needed to, just being sucked in at whatever point his hips move back. Jude was wanting to endeavor from ever eliminating himself from you in any case, he could become mixed up in this sensation forever and that is precisely the exact thing he wanted.
That wasn't even the main thing that had him in this strangle hold, his eyes couldn't quit focusing in on your lovely highlights responding to each haul of his cock, eyes screwed shut and temples scrunching in pleasure. You looked frantically entrancing under him, completely destroyed and unfit to contain your despicable groans with your nails diving into his arms. There was sweat that began to dot onto every last trace of your delicate skin hosing the sheets, that as well as your mind getting away from the truth was quite noticeable and he was going haywire from everything.
His eyes blurred over with desire at the sight and his eagerness defeated him. It lighted something so licentious in his very being that his pushes became more earnestly, sloppier, battering your inner parts determined to spill a heap to paint your walls white.
"I’m gonna-fuck!" You cry. He snorts out, blood humming when you press around him so immovably, "Jude-Jude please give it to me” you begged, arms grabbing at anything. “is that right? you'd like that wouldn’t you?” He teased, hand’s coming up to squeeze your breasts. “Make you mine huh? I think you’d like if I’d fill that pretty pussy up with my cum. He's proclaiming careless words, gasping shakily from the responsiveness, balls going tight.
"All mine." He groans, you both apparently couldn't regulate a solitary reasonable idea. just focusing on attempting to arrive at your climaxes. "yes--ah, all yours Jude only you” that was enough for him to overturn the edge, spilling his cum within you with a short of breath heave. It was so quick and abrupt that it left him stunned and puzzled.
You accomplished your own climax upon the sensation of the warm fluid spraying somewhere down in your center, you clasp down and writhe around him, draining him for everything he has. A clear white ring paints the foundation of his length when he bucks gradually to quiet down both of your highs.
Yet again he shivers at the consequential convulsions in weariness yet when he sees you totally screwed out-his cock blends, jerking and turning out to be hard once more. He flickers once. twice. Taking into account over his best course of action. You were unable to try and answer when your body moves no sweat, as though you weighed only a quill. His solid veiny hands takes tightly to your waist to put you on all fours preceding pushing your head down onto the messy bed, holding your scruff with one palm to keep you set up.
With your butt in the air, the cum begins to leak out of your pussy-spilling down to your clit. Quickly, he gets the liquid with his tip and hauls it to your opening once more, diving his full length into you to screw the cum back inside, making you kick your feet in shock. The rich pillows impeccably quieting your shouts.
"Can't waste any of it baby, need to give you more. make you brimming with it." He's not even irritated by the overstimulation consuming the fat top of his dick, you had him at your mercy without a doubt, and he was unable to be more satisfied.
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chamomiletealeaf · 5 months
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Olderbf!Ghost Rewarding You, His College Girlfriend, for Getting a Good Grade on Your Paper You've Been Stressing About 🤭
warnings: nsfw below the cut!, praise kink, dom!Simon, afab reader, slight dacryphilia, Simon is talkative and babbles during sex from how blissed out you have him ugh I need him so bad
a/n: Just got a 100 on a paper everyone else in my class said they got horrendous grades on. Feeling like an absolute academic weapon right now.
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You open your grades portal, dreading the grade for your paper you've been so worked up and stressed about. You click on the assignment, turn your face away and look at the screen through one squinted eye.
"100/100"
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"See I told you you would do amazing. My perfect fucking girl. Stressing your pretty little head for nothing." Simon says into your neck as he fucks you, pushing your legs back with his hands in the bend of your knees.
"Go on, say it sweetheart. Tell me how smart you are."
You look up at Simon through teary eyes as he's pounding into you, every thrust pushing your body further up the couch making your tits bounce.
He has your tank top pushed up above your chest and your panties pulled off with one side on around your thigh. The position he has you in causes your feet covered in your cute fuzzy socks to knock against his shoulders as he fucks you.
"Ah- f- fuck Simon." You pant, the praise overwhelming you and the feeling of Simon's cock stretching you so good, hitting that perfect spot making you cry tears of pleasure. You hold his head in your hands as you touch foreheads, maintaining eye contact through it all.
"C'mon bunny you can do it. Tell me. Who got a perfect score on her paper hm?" Simon coos to you.
"I- I did." You whimper out, trying to keep eye contact with Simon through the blur your tears are causing your eyes.
"Who's a smart girl?"
"Mm- I- fuck- I am." You bite your lip and furrow your brows, letting your head and eyes start to roll back.
Simon grips your jaw, snapping your attention back onto his gaze. "Mhm that's right. Say it again bunny. Say you're my smart, perfect girl."
"I'm your smart- mm- perfect girl." You whine, trying your best to respond while his cock just feels so fucking good inside you.
"That's it. That's my girl." Simon smirks as he continues to pound his thick cock into your fluttering pussy and he reaches down between the two of you to start rubbing your clit and you let out a squeal.
"My fuckin gorgeous girl. So cute when you squeal for me like that. So fuckin good for me. I don't deserve such a perfect, smart little angel." Simon babbles, still fucking you good as he kisses your tears away. "Don't deserve such a cute, tight, little cunt like this one either." He adds, whispering it almost to himself. "But you know what perfect, smart, little angels like you deserve?"
"W- what?" You manage to breathlessly pant out.
Simon leans in close to your ear and pauses his hips thrusting into you, bringing his hand on your clit up to your throat gently.
"They get to cum so hard around my cock until their cunt is a throbbing mess." He whispers through clenched teeth as he brings his hand back down to your clit from your throat, rubbing faster this time and he speeds up his thrusts into you. His vulgar words make you clench around him, causing him to reflexively jerk his hips into you from the stimulation, pulling a moan out of the both of you.
"Fuck Simon. I- I'm gonna fuckin- I'm gonna fucking cum- ah" You whimper in a high pitched voice, feet kicking a little and eyes crossing as your mouth falls open.
"That's it bunny, c'mon. Cum for me. You deserve it for being so fucking smart yeah? For doing such a good job at fucking everything. Fuckin hell you feel so fucking good. Lemme feel that pretty little pussy clench around me." Simon starts to get a little bit more sloppy with his thrusts and starts to ramble on with his words, endless praise pouring out of his mouth, flooding your ears and heart.
As he fucks you faster, messier, and harder, you both start to pant while your orgasms start to quickly build.
"Simon, Simon, Simon, fuck I- I'm cumming I-"
You cross and roll your eyes to the back of your head throwing it back against the couch pillow as you arch your back, pressing your tits into Simon. Your toes curl in your fuzzy socks as you sob, tears of pleasure streaming down your cheeks, your orgasm so intense you feel your pussy spasm and contract so hard around Simon's cock that it triggers his own orgasm.
"Therreee it is. Fuck yeah bunny just like that. Yeah, good fucking girl oh my god, your fuckin pussy is pounding around my cock. Fuck I'm gonna cum. gonna fuckin- ah-"
Simon buries his face into your neck once again as he cums inside you and you feel his warmth fill you. The feeling both intimate and comforting as you two hold each other while you recover from your highs.
After a few seconds, Simon lifts his head and smiles at you, moving your hair out of your face and kissing your hairline.
"I'm so proud of you lovie. I love you so much."
"I love you too Simon." You smile and say as you place your hand on his cheek and rub your thumb over his scars.
You wrap your legs and arms around him pulling him in impossibly closer as you two bask in each other, wondering how you both got so lucky.
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siriusblackloml · 5 months
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Day 9 - Remus Lupin (Kinktober 2023)
𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 700+
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: swearing, breeding kink (this is not proofread) MDNI (18+)
Kinktober 2023 Masterlist┊Day 10
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The clothes are being ripped from your body so fast you barely have any time to realize it. Naked, you lie on the bed underneath Remus. He hungrily attacks your neck with kisses as his hand trails up and down your thighs. His fingers are dangerously close to your cunt that is already soaking wet. It’s only a matter of time before they’re pushing past your lips and stretching you out so that you’ll be able to fit his cock. Well, barely fit it, anyway. You could have sworn he was bigger around this time of the month.
He gets much needier, you’ve noticed. In the years you have been together with Remus, when he is approaching that time of the month where he transfigures, he focuses on practically nothing other than abusing your hole. He’s always rougher than usual; he slams himself into you at a force you didn’t know was humanly possible. At times, he is able to rut into your cunt faster than you’ve ever felt before. It always has you pushed over the edge in a matter of minutes.
Not only is he fast with fucking you, but he’s quick on his feet to get you undressed, too. Tonight is no different; he has you completely nude on top of his length before you can comprehend anything, muttering swear words under your breath from the sheer force of Remus ramming his gigantic cock inside you. You can’t help but throw your head back in satisfaction of his member stretching you out so widely. It was painful, but you welcomed it with a smile on your face. You moan softly, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck I love your big cock, Remmy!”
You’d been trying to ride your boyfriend for the last five minutes or so, but you quickly realized that it was just too much to handle. Your hips started to slow down so he knew he had to pick up the slack. The way he started to pile drive into your pussy from below was extremely impressive, but also downright tiring. It wasn’t long before your legs were quaking from the intensity of it all.
His hips snap up into your own, creating a loud squelching sound over and over again thanks to how wet you are. Remus mumbles in a husky voice, “Love this pussy, baby. Can’t get over the way you squeeze my cock, feels so fucking good.”
Your body grew tired very quickly. You opted for simply laying down on his chest. This allowed Remus to better angle his legs to fuck into you harder, deeper, and rougher. Your voice cracks over the multiple moans and groans that spill from your lips. “Fuck! Right there! Fuck my pussy!”
Suddenly, Remus’s deep moans start to turn into whispers in your ear. Still slamming himself inside you, he murmurs, “I can’t stop thinking about breeding your wet pussy, darling.”
You had no idea that he would say anything like this tonight. While Remus pivots inside of you, your thinking feels hazy. The only honest response you can summon is a whimper, despite your desire to do otherwise. The way he looks at you alone is causing you to firmly tighten around his length. But you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t want it.
You nod your head shamelessly, whispering, “Please give it to me. Need you to fill me up.”
Remus can feel the moisture seeping down his thighs and throbbing around his manhood as it comes out of your hole. Your words alone cause his breathing to become unsteady. He mumbles, "Gonna give you lots of cum, honey. Want to see it- fuck, I want to see it pour out of your pretty pussy."
Remus's hands fly to the fat of your thighs, grabbing you with such sudden vigor that it makes the knot in your gut tighten even more as you let your body fall forward. You’re laying on his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart as he continues to thrust inside you. You mewl loudly, “P-Please, want your cum so bad! Fuck my pussy!”
His thrusts make his member repeatedly brush against your special spot, making your cunt tingle with pleasure. You're a whiny mess in an instant. Your body goes into spasms of joy and soon after, Remus starts to fall apart, too.
He's pushed over the brink just by feeling your tightness around him. He inserts his member as far as possible inside you. His hips stall and you feel the throb of his member and he dumps his seed inside you. Your mind feels like it is on cloud nine from the overexcitement, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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