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fanficbarbie · 8 months

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Smoking 🍃 with vinnie smut cause he’s so pookie bear (make it rough too please 💀💀)

❝FMB❞ - vinnie hacker x reader

─⋆♡ an: based on this ask. FMB means f⋆ck me back. hopefully it's rough enough. this is my first smut post so i didn't want to make it too too rough, just fyi. unedited so ignore any mistakes. i hope yall enjoy. ★ ˙ᵕ˙ liv

─⋆♡ summary: you and vinnie have a complex relationship. it all comes to a head when you become bold enough to confront him post-blunt.

─⋆♡ warnings: overstimulation, softdom!vinnie, smut, fluff towards the end, tiny bit of angst, 18+ black!writer, language, alcohol, drugs, D!NC, physical descriptors (brief), choking, spitting, slight exhibitionism if you squint, claiming, rough smut, squirting, anal play, unprotected sex (i do not condone irl, wrap before you tap).

⋆word count: 3.9k ⋆ vinnie hacker masterlist ⋆

The loud bass of music floats in the background as I tap through Snapchat stories on my phone. The couch next to me dips and when I turn, I see Vinnie has joined me.

He doesn’t speak to me before pulling out a blunt and sparking it. As is, me and Vinnie’s relationship was complicated. We started off as friends, then smoke buddies. But the more we smoked together, the more we felt for each other. Or at least, I fell for him.

We had kissed and made out, but we’ve never had sex. After a few dates, I was becoming restless. The frustration of his mixed signals got the best of me. Now in the darkness of the crowded room, I’ve become bold enough to confront him.

I watch him as he inhales and exhales the smoke like a chimney. He seemingly notices my intense stare and stops. “Did you need something?” he asks with an attitude.

You can practically feel steam whistling out of your ears from how fuming your brain is right now. “Yeah actually. Give that to me,” I snap, pointing at his blunt.

He shrugs, ashing the blunt on the coffee table. “Okay,” he concedes, passing me the joint.

Letting the smoke dance in my lungs, I choke it out slowly. Now that the weed is hitting, I decide now is the time. “Vinnie, are you still interested in me?” I ask him abruptly.

He chuckles and takes the blunt from me. “Oh, baby. Of course I fucking am. Why would you even ask me that?” he shoots back with an eyebrow raised.

Frowning, I pick at my cuticles out of nervousness. “Because we go on dates, we kiss, but we’ve never had sex. I just don’t know what you want any more,” I confess, standing from the couch in a huff.

Of course, I want to take things further. But I’m not sure if he wants me anymore when he barely touches me.

He stops me from moving any further, tugging my hand. I grudgingly turn around, looking down at him. “Because, doll. We haven’t had the sex talk yet,” he discloses, rubbing his free hand up and down my thigh.

I roll my eyes and scoff, snatching the blunt out of his hands to take a hit. He places his hands on my hips, watching me intensely. “What do you mean by ‘sex talk’? I’m not 5,” I ask after blowing out a toke.

He stands until he’s staggering high towers over me. “I mean…” he pushes lightly, backing me into the wall so I’m trapped between his body and the drywall. “I want to know what you like, what you don’t like, and what you’ll beg for before I feel you cumming on my cock,” he whispers in my ear, licking a stripe up my neck afterward.

My head tips back in a moan, which makes him as hard as a rock. “Fuck, baby. Do you see what you do to me? I want nothing more than to make you feel good, in the best way that I can, for the rest of my life.” he presses his body into mine, slowly kissing up my neck.

One of the partiers comes up behind Vinnie and taps him on the shoulder. He ignores them, waving them off with the rest of the blunt. His hand moves to the inside of my thigh and he rubs me so close that I know he can feel the inside of my legs shake. “Should I take care of you right here?” he bites my neck, and I whimper, pulling his hair.

Vinnie pulls back from me, piercing a hole into my eyes. “Please?” I beg, gnawing on my lip.

He uses the other hand and wraps it around my throat, effectively restricting my breathing. He tilts my head to the side. “Do you think you deserve it?” he whispers against my lips with his eyebrow raised.

Struggling, I lightly nod my head in his firm grip. “Yes, Vinnie,” I squeak out, and he gives me one last squeeze on the throat before grabbing my wrist and yanking me through the crowd.

Bodies brush past me as Vinnie drags me up the steps to his room. “Wait, where are we going?” I ask, confused. He just asked if I needed to be taken care of right there and then... I did say yes.

“You think I’m gonna let everyone watch me fuck you?” he scoffs.

Once we got the sex talk out of the way, Vinnie makes quick work to get me undressed. I moan into the darkness of the room as Vinnie leaves love bites down my neck, only breaking the contact to lift my tank top over my head. He pauses his movements to take in the black lacy bralette I'm wearing. “Fuck, baby. You don’t know what you do to me,” he groans, then smashes his lips back onto mine.

He slams me against his closed bedroom door before slowly dropping down onto his knees. Watching him sink to the ground has an involuntary giggle leaving my lips. “Vinnie, I didn’t think you were going to actually-” he cuts me off, spinning me around so my ass is facing him.

Suddenly, an echoing smack verberates off the walls and my ass cheeks are on fire. Yelping, I sink my teeth into my bottom lips, trying to muffle the noise I’m making.

He slowly inches his hands up my legs until my skirt is fully pushed up to my stomach. His fingers meet my panties, and he runs my fingers over them, seemingly savoring every last moment. “Did you wear these for me, sunshine?” He hooks one finger under one side, pulling it back and making the elastic snap around my hips.

I reach out to support myself on anything to keep my knees from buckling. “No,” I joke, and he bends my knees a bit.

He rubs calming circles into the back of my thighs with his thumbs. “Don’t need you collapsing on my baby,” he informs me.

Taking both sides in his hands, he rips the fabric in half and shreds it off my body like paper. “Shame. I would’ve let you keep them.”

Gasping, I look down and watch them fall to the ground. He palms my ass, spreading my cheeks further apart. “Bend over just a little bit more, baby,” he instruct, kissing my ass on both sides.

Slowly shifting in his grasp, I whine as I bend over. I’m desperate for him, all over me. Filling every hole over and over again until I’m screaming for help.

He hovers his mouth over my pussy. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he praises me, running his pointer finger up and down my folds to collect my wetness.

“Let me tell you something, sunshine,” he grumbles, rubbing his fingers in circles on my puffy, swollen nub. “There's absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for you. Do you understand?” he looks up at me, awaiting my response.

Unable to focus, I just nod my head.

“You have to use your words, baby.” he instantly retracts his fingers from my clit bringing them into his mouth. With a pop, he pulls them out, moaning at the taste of my arousal.

I groan, throwing my head back in frustration. “Yes, I know. Just please take care of me, Vinnie,” I practically beg for the second time tonight.

He returns his fingers to my pussy, slowly rubbing around my entrance. “If you asked me to shoot myself, I would,” he growls, slowly sinking his fingers into me. Curling them downwards on every thrust, his fingers search for that spongy spot. He pulls out and thrusts into me again, and my breath quickens. “If you asked me to slit my wrists, I would.” Quickening his pace, my moans echo through the large bedroom. “You gotta stay quiet, baby. I wanna be the only one to hear those pretty moans.”

He uses his free hand, bringing it up to my clit, rubbing fast circles on my sensitive bud. His fingers are thrusting into me at such an intense rate that I feel the world collapsing beneath me. My pussy contracts around his fingers and he groans deeply, sending a shiver up my spine. “Fuck yourself on my fingers, sunshine,” he commands, hitting my sweet spot.

I mewl, obeying his commands, and begin rocking back into him. My orgasm starts approaching rapidly, his fingers drive into me at an unrelenting pace. When my walls flutter, he instantly slows his pace. “Not yet, baby. You can’t cum until you’re quiet.”

Crying again, I bring my hand up to muffle the sound successfully. He applies more pressure on the quick circles he’s drawing on my clit. I arch my back again until I’m moving with his fingers just as he requested. I moan loudly, the coil in my stomach about to snap.

He blows a quick shot of air onto my exposed clit, the chill making the coil snap. My vision turns white as I quietly moan out, "Fuck, Vinn.”

“That’s it, sunshine. Cum for me, let go,” he murmurs underneath me, and I can feel the lust dripping off his tongue as my orgasm rocks through me. The pace of his fingers doesn’t slow as he works me through my orgasm, and I hear my nails scratch against the drywall. My legs quake and my back arches slightly, my mouth opening in a silent moan.

He slows his thrusting and pulls out of me, rising to his feet. He turns me around to face him, his eyes taking in the fucked out expression on my face. “You wanna know how good you taste, baby?” Grabbing my chin, he rubs his thumb over my bottom lip.

I close my eyes, trying to catch my breath and lean back into the wall. “Yes,” I whisper, and as soon as the words leave my lips, his fingers sink into my mouth. Deciding to tease him, I swirl my tongue around his digits, imagining my tongue on his cock. His fingers push back further into my throat until I gag a little, then he pulls them out. Fucking hope he’s impressed that I can take them that far without coughing.

Without another thought, I smash my lips against his, savoring the taste of my orgasm on his tongue. “God, you taste so fucking good. I could eat you forever,” he growls, moving my body back onto the bed.

He crawls on top of me and his bulge is pressed into me once again. “Vinnie, please. I need you.” I whimper into his mouth as my shaky fingers move to slowly unbutton his shirt.

But he grabs my wrists, stopping me. “I got it, sunshine,” he laughs, then makes quick work to remove his shirt.

I shamelessly watch as he slowly strips out of his pants and his boxers. Even though I’ve seen him naked in front of me before, he’s never fully been hard. His dick is beautiful. His swollen head is already dripping with precum, making him look good enough to deep throat.

Vinnie slowly climbs back onto the bed and my eyes widen, realizing what’s about to happen. My breathing quickens in anticipation as he comes down to kiss me hard and deep.

I moan into him, but my hands move to his chest to push him back as I look down, suddenly scared. “It’s too big, I don’t think it’ll fit,” I insist, crawling away from him.

He grabs my ankles, pulling me back down. “We’re gonna make it fit, baby,” he retorts, his eyes dark.

The tip of his dick moves back and forth in between my folds, collecting wetness. I whimper, squeezing his shoulders.

“Hey, sunshine. Look at me.” He grabs my chin until I make eye contact with him. “We can stop if you want to stop. I won't go any further,” he reassures, resting his forehead on mine.

I immediately shake my head, inhaling a sharp breath. “No, I want this–I want you. Just be careful, please.” I pull him into me for a heated kiss and tug his hair, making him groan and deepen the kiss.

Finally, he pulls back and lines himself up near my entrance, spitting and letting the dribble collect on his base. “This is gonna hurt, so just relax for me, baby.” My legs are pushed open a little wider.

I nod, trying to calm myself, and he laces his fingers in mine before he moves. The tip of his shaft pushes in, and I gasp at the stretch. “Shit, Vinnie,” I cry out, squeezing his hands until my knuckles turn white. Tears prick at the corner of my eyes, the burn from his girth sends fire into my core.

Immediately, he stops moving, looking into my eyes. “Do you want me to stop? I’ll stop,” he groans out.

I bite my lip, shaking my head no.

He kisses the corner of my eyes and whispers, “Okay, just relax for me, sunshine. I’ll try to make this quick.” He continues to sink slowly into me, bottoming out, and I wince again. To allow me to adjust to his length, he pauses his movements. “You’re squeezing me so tight. Fuck, I’m not gonna last long,” he breathes, bending down to kiss my neck. And then, he slowly starts rocking into me and the burn is replaced with a familiar warmth.

“Oh, god. Vinnie,” I moan, releasing his hands to claw at his back for support.

He’s hitting the perfect spot already, and he just got inside me. He continues to slowly push in and out of me, allowing me to savor the feeling of him inside me. I moan, biting on his shoulder.

“More.” My legs are already shaking. “Give me more,” I demand, kissing up to his ear.

Pulling back, he looks at me. “Are you sure?” His hand strokes my curls.

I pull him down into a kiss, allowing my tongue to explore his mouth once more. “Yes, please. Use me, fuck me,” I beg, squirming underneath him.

Vinnie fists the sheets below my head and adjusts his position. I brace myself. “The safe word is ‘moon’, Sunshine. Use it if you need it.” He kisses my neck once more and begins driving into me at a steady, even rate. The tip of his length kisses my g-spot with each stroke. “Fuccckkkk,” he growls into my ear, and I feel myself squeezing him when the words hit my eardrums.

“Vinnie,” I moan.

The only sound outside of our pants and moans is the sound of his skin slapping against mine as he fucks me. He wraps his tattooed hand around my throat, leaning in for a kiss. And as if I wasn't already in heaven, he brings his fingers down to rub quick circles on my clit.

“I’m gonna cum, doll. But I need to feel you squeezing me before I do,” he commands, and I cry as I arch into him.

He pounds into me steadily, rocking my body into the bed. Each stroke pushes me closer and closer over the edge until I feel myself contracting around him.

“Cum with me, sunshine,” he whispers against my lips, and it sends me over the edge.

Arching my back and screaming, I claw at his back and bite his shoulder as my orgasm hits me like a train. Just when I thought he couldn’t get any deeper, he lifts my hips slightly.

“Where do you want me to cum, love?” His dick kisses my cervix, and I know I’ll be bruised tomorrow. But I can’t bring myself to give a shit right now.

He twitches inside me, and I lick a stripe up his neck. “Cum in me, Vinnie,” I whimper, and he growls into my neck.

His seed spills inside me, his strokes becoming uneven. I moan at the feeling, and squeeze around him, milking out every drop of his cum as he paints my walls. It fills me up and I’ve never felt better after sex.

He stills inside me, kissing me breathlessly, and takes a few moments to catch his breath. Before he pulls out, I wrap my arms around him, causing him to bury further inside me. “Stay,” I plead, tears threatening to spill over in my eyes.

He softly strokes my hair, wrapping his arm around me and slowly flipping us over so I’m on top. “Okay, sunshine. I got you. Fuck, that was the fastest I’ve ever cum before in my life,”

Like I requested, he doesn’t pull out. Just pulls me closer into his body until I’m melting into the beautiful tattoos on his chest. His fingers begin tracing light patterns across my back.

I sniffle, looking up at him with a small smile on my face, and he looks at me. “You okay, sunshine?” he asks, and I shift on his length a little bit.

Sitting up to put my hands on his chest, I feel his dick twitching and growing inside me. “Yeah. Let's go again,” I giggle, bending down to kiss him. It surprises me how he’s already ready for round two, but I don’t complain.

He groans into my mouth, wrapping his decorated arms around my waist. Slowly, I lift myself until I feel his tip threatening to slip out. I slide back down onto him, filling myself completely and moaning at the change of position.

His hands tighten around my waist, helping me swirl my hips around. “I want you to know you’re mine, sunshine,” he groans, reaching up to play with my nipples as I moan at the feeling of him stretching me from this angle.

I pick up my pace, bouncing on his dick until he’s hitting my perfect spot over and over again. My legs shake, and I feel my third orgasm approaching rapidly. My hand moves to his neck, squeezing it hard. I feel so fucking powerful, making myself cum with his length.

Vinnie looks up at me with amazement in his eyes and slides his thumb in between us to apply pressure on my clit. I throw my head back and moan, still choking him. “God. You look so pretty when you moan.”

The pace of his thumb quickens, and I topple over the edge, crashing into my third orgasm with a loud cry. I release my hand on his neck, falling forward. Vinnie removes his hand from my clit to catch me and keep from coming down on his body. He allows me to rest on his chest as he starts to fuck up into me, elongating my orgasm.

“Vinnie,” I choke out, and my voice bounces off his walls.

He picks up his pace, driving into me from below. “That’s it, doll. Scream my name. Let the world know who fucking owns you.”

He pounds my body into his, and I grip his shoulders when I feel a tingling sensation on my clit. Wetness suddenly shoots out from between my legs, running down my thighs and covering his stomach. My whole body quakes, but he doesn’t slow down.

“Fuck, sunshine. Look at the mess you made, cumming all over me.”

My brain is on a different planet as he slows down, allowing me to glance down at the soaked sheets. He slowly pulls me off him and I wince, falling backward onto the bed. Then, Vinnie moves me so I’m laying on my side, out of the wet spot, before slowly pushing back into me, spooning me, and caressing my hair. “No one will ever fuck you ever again, for the rest of your life but me. Do you understand?”

Slamming into me at an unrelenting pace, he bites my neck. His hand wraps around my throat, applying a bit of pressure. Every thrust sends me closer to the edge, and the only thing I register is him kissing the back of my neck. I’m so fucked, I can’t speak. I can’t think.

“Yes,” I babble out, arching my back into him.

All I feel is pure bliss. The room is spinning, and I feel another orgasm rapidly approaching. He nibbles a love bite into my neck, hitting my G-spot over and over again. My thighs are lifted a little higher until I see white. “Cum for me again, Sunshine. You feel so good when you squeeze me,” he mumbles into my neck.

I shake my head, and gripping his forearm that chokes me. “I can’t,” I cry, looking at the view from his room— everything is spinning.

Vinnie increases his pace, slamming into me. “You can, and you will,” he snarls in my ear.

I feel the tears spilling over in my eyes as he applies more pressure on my throat. The overstimulation of his dick drilling into me repeatedly sends me toppling over another edge, and I wail his name, feeling my soul leave my body. Everything feels fuzzy as his thrusts become sloppy before he lets out an animalistic grunt. I feel his dick twitch, then, shooting hot ropes into me. The heat of it makes me feel like I’m going to pass out, and I moan at the sensation. He continues to slowly thrust into me, riding out both of our orgasms.

After we’re both spent, he buries himself deep inside me, stroking my hair and peppering kisses on my shoulder as I come down from my high. “You did so well for me, Sunshine. Fucking fantastic,” he praises.

He slowly caresses my hips as my body shakes against his. I wince as he slowly pulls out and scoots down to the bottom of the bed. Spreading my legs wide open, he watches our cum leak out of me. My swollen pussy contracts around nothing, pushing his seed out, and I hear him groan.

He brings his fingers up to my entrance and I wince. “Shhh, Sunshine, I’m just making sure we don’t waste a drop,” he coos, stuffing his fingers into me and massaging my g-spot.

An inevitable moan leaves my lips I arch my back to get closer to him. “You want to cum again?” He asks before leaning over to flick his tongue over her my. Crying out at the overstimulation, I shake my head.

“Too bad, baby.” he quickly thrusts into me with his fingers, moaning at the taste of our orgasms mixing. His tongue flicks over my swollen, puffy clit. I haven’t used our safe word, and I know he’s going to keep pushing me until I say it.

Vinnie removes his tongue from my clit and he uses his other hand to collect our orgasms on his finger. The pace of his fingers slows and he begins rubbing a circle around my tight hole. He slowly pushes his finger into my ass, fucking me with both hands.

I’m unable to control my movements as I thrash underneath him. His finders drive in and out, reaching the most delicious spot.

“Give me one last one, Sunshine. I promise I’ll let you stop after,” he orders, and I move my hands to his hair to tug on it.

He pushes his finger further into my ass, curling it a bit more, and I snap. Neglecting his noise warning, my screams and my moans erupt through the room. He moans as he works both of my holes through what I assume is my last orgasm.

As finally comes down, I whimper, “Moon,” and he stops and slowly pulls his fingers out, satisfied with my overstimulation.

He crawls up my body, grabbing my face so I'm forced to look at him. “You're everything to me–perfect and mine,” he mumbles into my mouth and I wipe away the tears in my eyes.

My brain buzzes with post-sex high. “Only for you,” I whisper into the night.

I did so well, and I am his.

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kakashiswife-3 · 2 months

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I’m not a kid

Nanami x poc reader

Warning: 16+ name calling(slut, whore), choking, cursing, agegap legal reader is 20-22 Nanami is 29-32

(The art is not mine I found them on Pinterest ALL CREDITS TO THE ARTIST)

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“You like being used like a slut don’t you?” He asked you as he thrusted into you from behind you nodded your head not being able to respond due to him stuffing your panties in your mouth

Your moans getting loud afraid that someone might see you getting fucked up against the window like a dirty slut

He leaned forward putting his chest against your back leaving hickies and love bites on your neck

You moaned out muffled begging asking him to take the panties out your mouth he chuckled sliding his hand up to your mouth and slid them out

“F-fuck nami - so good” you whispered moaned he put his hands around your neck watching as he slid in out of you

He groaned and let out small pants “look at you a hole begging me to be stuffed” he turned you around and lifted you up

You wrapped you arms around his neck his hands under your knees he started pumping himself up into you at a fast pace “oh go- slow dow- please” you panted out “shhhhhh~” Nanami teases. “take it like a good little whore.”

You moan at his words looking down to see his cock disappear in your cunt “fuck! K-ento! m’ gonna cum!” You let out a high piched moan

“yeah, that’s right. taking this cock like how you were meant to. this is what you’re for baby~ you were made to be used.” a strangled moan leaves your lips at the filthy words leaving his mouth

Just as those words leave his mouth you let you self go him right after you “ooh fuck!- Kento!” He came so hard the condom broke “oh fuck your cunts to good” he leans down a bit to kiss your lips

You let go of his lips with a soft pop as you both came down from your high and watching as his cum drip out of you “it’s dark out we gotta get you home and in a bath” he said to you while he pulled out of you

“I’m not a kid” you said with a frustrated sigh “you are to me let’s go” he said while he chuckled with one last kiss to your forehead

—————————————————————————— I think I like this little life.…

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cardierreh15 · 3 months

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Can yall tag black artists/writers please? I wanna start following more and more of my peoples 🤎🖤🤞🏾

#black artists #please reblog and tag those who are near and dear to ya!#could be writers could be digital artists anybody #I wanna support support #support black artists #black!reader #black!y/n #black!fem!reader #black!oc #black!writer #black!fem!oc

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baurbiediv · 10 months

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silk press

rafe cameron x black!gf

content warning: smut (wrap b4 u tap) use of “mama” like twice, go read the rest, i don’t wanna spoil it pookie

authors update: yooo, this shit is NOT proofread, if you see any mistakes mind your businesssss!!! 😭😭 mdni!!

the sound of drake’s ‘cameras/good ones do interlude’ could be heard over the sounds of heavy panting, the smell of weed filling the air along with your soft whimpering, “r-rafe.. s-stop you’re gonna mess up my h-hair-“ you breathed out, hand faintly tapping on his lower stomach. but before another word could escape your lips, rafe grabbed your chin, shutting you up.

“move your hand away from my stomach or i’ll stop.” you quickly moved your hand as you gripped onto his arm for dear life. so now here you were, getting your shit pounded in cause someone couldn’t control himself, it amazed you how this man had you folded in half like a pretzel, your legs were almost pressed into your chest, knees shy of being able to touch your chest thanks to rafe’s big hands, his nails digging into the skin on your thighs. rafe pushed your dress further up your stomach, wanting nothing more than to be closer to you.

but what what more could this man have possibly wanted? he was balls deep inside of his beautiful girlfriend, watching her eyes threaten to roll to the back of her head, the small necklace he bought you with his initial ‘r’ studded in diamonds, placed perfectly on your chest, just the sight of that had his dick growing hard inside of you. rafe’s hand snakes down and pressed down onto your stomach, causing a loud moan to rip from your lips, rafe’s arm just seemingly wasn’t enough for you, he was quite literally fucking you dumb. his hips ramming into the plush of your ass. “you feel me right there?” he asked as he grabbed your hand, pressing your hand down on the bulge. thank god for this empty lot covered in trees or this would’ve been a real nasty sight to see. rafe’s blacked out jeep with the passenger door open, your feet sitting pretty on his shoulders, his hand holding the nape of your neck, a mix your cum and his from previous orgasm spilling out of you and creating a sticky white ring around the base of his dick.

rafe kept an arm extended around the nape of your neck, keeping your head upright. he loved when he had you like this, melting under his touch. “hey,” he said, snapping his fingers in front of your face. your eyes were threatening to close on him as you felt the tip of your orgasm on your tongue, “i need you to keep those pretty brown eyes on me mama, you hear me?” you nodded, as you did your best to keep your eyes open just like he asked you to, but of course he made that impossible, because you felt the calloused fingertips of his ring and middle finger rubbing on your swollen clit. your mouth fell open as he caught notice of this “shhh, i got you, i got you.” he whispered as he leaned in closer to you, opening your legs wider, allowing him to shove his dick deeper into you. his fingers sped up on the swollen bud, not letting up.

your moans progressively getting louder and louder, the only way of shutting you up was rafe lightly squeezing your neck, his lips ghosting yours, “if you make one loud fucking noise, you risk getting us caught, you don’t want that do you?” he asked, you shook your head almost instantly, you really did try your hardest to pay attention to what he was telling you, but you couldn’t. he looked so good, sweat covering his forehead, neck and chest. his gold chain resting nicely on his chest as it shined under the dim light of the car, along with that god forsaken black tank top, but you nodded along to his words not thinking anything of it, your legs started shaking, your stomach feeling funny.

rafe’s dick was hitting all the right places, he had your your toes curling, “s-shit rafe s-low downn!!” you squeaked out, his movements never halting, “i-i’m gonna c-cum!!” you arched your back off the seat, rafe smirking, “i got you, come on.” he said, rubbing your clit faster, applying more pressure. your hand flew to his stomach as your juices splurted over his fingers, his abs and lower stomach and dick. your body fell back against the seat, your thighs feeling sticky, “hey that was cute and all but i’m still not done.” rafe mutters before pulling out of you, you whine from the lost contact, and before you know it he’s pulling your legs further out of the car and flipping you over onto your stomach, “r-rafe baby there’s no room-“, you were cut off before rafe’s pushing his dick back into your sensitive pussy, his left hand pushed down on your back to deepen your arch as much as he could while his right hand made its way back to your hair, “i don’t care,” he moaned loudly pushing your head further down into the seat, the sound of your ass clapping against his stomach has rafe’s head going crazy.

you poorly attempted to cover your mouth, whines slipping out occasionally, this all he wanted. you placed your hand on the console for support. this was all he ever wanted, he was able to fuck his pretty girl, y/n, and he in fact he believed she was prettiest girl on kildare and he knew he wanted you the minute he spotted you at the country club with your family. and what happened? he got exactly what he wanted, he was a smooth talker and he talked his way right a relationship with you, and this was the outcome.

your hand of course made its way back to his stomach, this time removing his hand from your head and pinning your wrist down onto your back, your whimpers grew louder, “rafe, it’s t-too muchhhhh” you whined, “that’s okay, you can do it, i-i’m close..” he groaned loudly, hearing him panting behind you, his hips hitting harder and deeper, you felt the familiar feeling of your pussy squeezing around him. “where do you want me?” he breathed, squeezing the skin of your hips, your overstimulation pushing both you and rafe to the edge. “inside p-please,” you whimpered out feeling hot spurts of his cum shoot inside your pussy. rafe pulled out of you, your hips jerked and your legs shook a little. he pulled his boxers and nike sweats back up as he presses a kiss against your lips before smiling. he closed your car door before making his way to the passenger side. you slowly closed your legs as you sat up looking for your black thong, “first you fuck up my silk press then you steal my thong??” you huff.

“‘m sorry baby, i’ll pay for you to get your hair done again and who cares about that stupid thong, i’ll buy you 10 more, how does that sound?” he looked over at you, as he sat back in his seat. your arms were crossed but you couldn’t help the smile that was evident on your face.

he leaned over the console, “gimmie a kiss.”

he said, you obliged and leaned over and kissed his lips.

“i love you y/n.” “i love you more rafey.”

did you guys miss me?? 😏

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❝𝙄 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙊𝘼 𝘽𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎.ᐟ❞

M. SANO + BLACK!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; mikey kisses his cocoa butter kisses after a rough break up so he pays you a visit to beg on his knees for forgiveness but he ends up on his knees for another purpose;)

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; pathetic!mikey, apology sex, couch sex, oral (fem receiving), reader smells like cocoa butter, 80% plot 20% smut, unprotected sex, p in v, final timeline/racer!mikey, petnames(angel,baby, pretty, etc), mikey's jealousy problem, flirt rindou mentioned, praise, reader standing on business(not for long), this kinda ass, make-up sex, lovers to exes to lovers, angsty kinda i think, skin-color briefly mentioned

“Don’t talk to me again!”

Those were the last words you said to Mikey before kicking him out of your apartment and blocking him on everything. Hell, you even blocked him on Roblox and those words were all he was thinking about for the past three weeks, night and day.

This entire breakup was fucking with him in ways he didn’t think it could, he never thought about what would happen if you two broke up because the idea of you two splitting up was just utterly ridiculous to him but it wasn’t so ridiculous now that it had actually happened.

And it wasn't ridiculous how bad it got to him. He wasn’t showering regularly, and he was barely brushing his teeth which draken and everyone complained about because he had started smoking more often too which gave him the most unpleasant breath.

Though that wasn't the worst...Mikey had only been in one race since the break-up and lost, he crashed but luckily there was nothing but a couple of scratches on him but he was still crying, he crashed because he was thinking about you and how much he missed you. That was the moment he realized how depressed he got after you kicked him out and how much he truly missed you. Draken was the ears and eyes that heard and experienced it all, he saw how sad Mikey was and heard him complain about how he didn’t want to get up, how he didn’t want to practice, and how he just wanted to sleep. He was worried for his friend and wanted you two to get back together but the problem was, Mikey didn’t want to make an effort.

Anytime draken, baji, or literally anyone else told Mikey that he should go to you and try and convince you to get back with him, Mikey would decline. He looked like shit, smelled like shit, and probably would break down crying the moment he got to your apartment door and he knew you. You weren’t going to take him back, not after he started a huge and unnecessary argument over you hanging out with rindou at a coffee shop. You meant what you said and sure there was the slightest chance that you would take him back but…he didn’t see why you would. I mean, you really seemed like you hated him, you were talking and texting everyone but him, and you were still hanging out with everyone but when he was invited, you weren’t there. The only reason he found this out was because he heard chifuyu talking about when you, him, and Senju went to get the newest volume of your favorite manga. The volume he said he was going to buy you. And if you thought he was upset after the breakup, you should’ve seen him after he heard that.

He was in his room scrolling tiredly on Instagram but he wasn’t paying attention to anything he saw, he was too busy thinking about you and how much he missed you and seeing your pictures pop up on his feed. Mikey missed your warmth, he missed the cocoa butter smell of your body and your apartment, he missed your smile, he missed your laugh—fuck he even missed when you would accidentally hit him in his dick when you two were play-fighting. He missed the blowjobs you would give him as an apology for it too. God, he was about to cry again.

Mikey blinked away the tears as he let out a sigh but his head quickly snapped up as his door swung open slamming against the wall, he sat up running a hand through his messy unbrushed hair as he looked at four men at his doorframe “Jesus it smells like fucking ass in here.” Baji commented with his nose turning up at the strong smell of cigarettes coming from the room.

“Yeah normally it smells like sex.” Chifuyu added with a smirk forming on his face but it quickly dropped at Takemichi elbowing him in his side silently telling him to shut up “What do you want?” Mikey asked rudely while glaring at them “We’re having an intervention for you.” Takemichi answered with a nervous smile on his face and Mikey cocked an eyebrow at his friend’s words while Baji snickered at how seriously Takemichi was taking this.

“Yeah so get up, we brought snacks,” Draken said holding up a plastic bag full of dorayaki and taiyaki, he knew Mikey would just lock himself in his room until they left if none of them brought snacks or at least something that he wanted “How the hell did you guys even get in here?” Mikey asked with a sigh escaping his throat as his features softened giving into their wants, he threw his legs over the bed making Chifuyu let out a hiss at how pale they were from their usual tone, he really hadn’t been outside or probably seen sunlight in a while.

Baji shrugged his shoulder “I stole your spare a while back, you never noticed.” The long-haired male said with an evil grin on his face, Mikey groaned as he stood to his feet, he couldn’t even say he was surprised but even if he was, he couldn’t find the strength in himself to care at all.

The Sano man walked past all of them snatching the bag from draken in the process. “You smell like shit man, when was your last shower?”

“Chifuyu!”

“What? It’s true!”

Mikey rolled his eyes at their bickering while he walked to the living room plopping down on the couch “Probably like four days ago, maybe five.” The black-eyed adult said carelessly shrugging his shoulders while he dug into the bag pulling out one of the many taiyaki.

“Yeah, we really need to have a talk,” Draken said as they all sat around Mikey at fair distance from him, takemichi looked around the living room seeing many cigarette buts discarded on the table and burn marks on the dark wood “You need to get back with [y/n] right now or find some new girl,” Baji said as he watched as Mikey munched on the pastry like he hadn’t eaten in years and it wasn’t years but it had been probably a day or two, he didn’t have the energy to get up and actually make something and all the instant ramen and hot pockets were already eaten.

“I told you m’ fine,” Mikey said with a full mouth making Chifuyu cringe at the sight of chewed up food in his friend’s mouth.

Draken pinched the bridge of his nose tired of his best friend “Like we actually believe that.” He didn’t believe that Mikey was actually trying to sell this bullshit to him as if he hadn’t seen his downfall before and after the breakup in real time “You still can’t force me.” Mikey said shrugging his shoulders once again, he had sensed that his friends didn’t believe them and he didn’t blame them because the evidence of their statement was right in front of them, this entire apartment and himself were proof of his depression but they couldn’t force him to talk to you, they hadn’t managed to do that yet and they still weren’t “We can’t force you but we sure can force [y/n].” Chifuyu said with his mischievous smile returning to his face as he leaned back against the couch.

Mikey’s eyes darted to the green-eyed man confused and pondering what he meant by that, no. They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t dare bring you over here to the smelly and mess of what his apartment was. He decided to stay silent as he narrowed his eyes at his other friend before glancing at Draken “We’re not doing this because we care about you, we’re doing this because we’re tired of you smelling like shit and being depressed.” Baji said and Takemichi looked at him with a slightly shocked face “Wait I am, I’m doing it because I care.” He added raising his hand a bit earning a glare from the long-haired male.

They really were forcing him to talk to her. What a bunch of fake ass friends, they knew he didn’t want to talk to her because of how pathetic he knew he would look but the more he thought about it and looked at them, they were kind of right…he did smell like shit, he looked like shit and he was pathetic and it was all because you weren’t in his life. If he wanted to stop being so pathetic so he’d be able to go and talk to you, he’d have to talk to you in the mindset he was in now.

“Whatever.” Mikey agreed rolling his eyes as he continued to eat, he didn’t want to do it. Not at all but he missed you, he missed the way you two were and he missed his old self and the only way to get all of that back was to get you back “I don’t know why you were acting like that was so hard.” Draken said crossing his arms across his chest as a smile formed on his lips happy that Mikey had finally agreed to do it because it was the best for him right now.

“Yeah, you can get her back. Just shower first, that should be step one.” Takemichi said supportively with a large grin on his face and the rest of the men nodded in agreement at the shower part making Mikey groan aloud.

He was just glad they didn’t bring Emma because she would’ve definitely resorted to violence and forced him to get in the shower and go to your house that very second. He wondered if the guys had talked to you about this, probably asking you if you could unblock him or at least talk to him but he decided not to think about it because if they did, that’d probably make him even more depressed. After all, they had to go back to him and try to convince him once again and somehow successfully convinced him.

Mikey hoped that you weren’t as depressed as he was, you were crying during the entire argument and were sobbing by the time he left, and he was worried about you. He’d rather you be heartless and not give a damn about the breakup than know you were crying yourself to sleep about him. He didn’t blame you for the break-up, not at all, he blamed himself because if he had never gotten jealous over some stupid shit like that then you guys wouldn’t have argued and you wouldn’t have broken up with him so you had every right to cry over it even if you were the one that ended it. You deserved the biggest apology from him and he was going to give it to you.

Mikey thought you deserved the world actually and he was also willing to give you that. Anything you wanted, he gave it to you no matter how pricey it was. Oh, you’re upset? He’s on his way with all of your favorite things and some head to make you feel better. It was funny actually, he was willing to give you the entire world, and yet he was practicing how to apologize to you for being an ass without crying.

He stood at your apartment door staring at the brown wooden door while contemplating if he should really be here or not, mikey had taken a shower, and brushed his teeth after what, three weeks? He even put a little cologne on to cover up the fact that his clothes reeked with the smell of nicotine and smoke, he wore a plain black hoodie that his cigarette burns littered on it and shorts, they were the ones that smelled less disgusting than the others from chifuyu and takemichi’s judgment but…would it be good enough for you? Would you not smell it with the amount of cologne he put on even with how little they stunk? It was one of the many questions that were wandering throughout his head as he continued to stand there.

Mikey released a small breath deciding to do it, he was already here, showered, brushed his teeth, and felt a bit better about himself after all of that so what’s the worst that could happen? You might slam the door in his face as soon as you see him but it's fine! Totally fine…

His hand rose to knock on the door lightly but hard enough so you could hear it if you were in your room, he knew how sometimes you couldn’t hear knocks on the door if you were that far away. It felt like his heart was a bomb and every fast beat was the seconds counting down until he exploded and it felt like there were only three seconds left but then the door opened slightly revealing his lord and savior, you peeking through the small crack of the door. You were in your pajamas and had your bonnet on, figures, it was nine o’clock at night.

You were surprised to see him and stared at him while you leaned against the wall “What do you want?” You asked lowly glancing away from him before making eye contact once again, you weren’t going to slam the door in his face or tell him to get out or any of that stuff. You wanted to hear him out or at least see what he wanted “I’m sorry [y/n].” Mikey practically whispered as he looked at you with dismay in the dark pools that were his eyes, you’ve never seen that much sadness in Mikey’s eyes before. As many times as you made eye contact with him and found yourself lost in his void-like eyes, he never looked this depressed, not when Emma and draken got married, not when he lost one of his races, never. He truly looked sorry like he regretted everything that had happened up to this point.

One of your manicured hands went to the doorframe instead of the doorknob and you held onto it as you widened the door a bit poking your face out more “Mikey…” “I really am, I swear. I regret everything I did and everything I said.” You weren’t even able to get more than his name out before he planted his hand on the door pushing it open a bit wider, you remembered that night. All the things he accused you of doing with rindou, all the things he called you and you especially remembered when you had to force him out of the door and throw his shit out a few minutes after because he wouldn’t get off the doorknob jangling it and telling you to let him back in.

“Are you really?” You asked as you opened the door completely allowing him to see inside the apartment, the apartment he so desperately craved to be in every moment of the day since he left it.

The smell of cocoa butter flooded his nostrils as he took in the sight of the dimly lit living room before his eyes went back to you and your cute pajamas “I am baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” The black-haired male said grabbing your hands and cupping them in between both of his freezing cold hands, he walked closer to you as you backed up letting him completely inside the apartment and the door slammed shut behind him soon after. You looked at him sympathetically as you saw tears develop in his eyes glazing them over, you didn’t want to forgive him. You really didn’t.

Senju told you not to and that he didn’t deserve you. She told you that his jealousy issues were a problem and don’t even get me started on what she said when you told her that he accused you of fucking rindou. But…you knew Mikey better than she did and you knew how much he cared about his family and friends and you.

He wouldn’t stay with you for years if he didn’t. All of the nights you two spent together weren’t just for nothing. You remembered all the times you two stayed up late together because you couldn’t sleep and he didn’t want you to be alone even if he had a very important race in the morning, he’d always insist that you came first and he wasn’t going to sleep until you were asleep.

The times he loved you and the times he showed it outweighed the times he acted like he didn’t and it was the reason you wanted to hear him out in the first place. “You’re my everything, my world. I don’t know what I was thinking yelling at you like that but I regret it, I don’t want to have to live without you.” The Sano male continued allowing his tears to fall, they didn’t look like fake tears, it didn’t look like he was just trying to guilt trip you, they looked real and the wavering in his voice along with the voice cracks added to that. In all honesty, you didn’t want to live without him either.

You’ve never imagined yourself in any universe without him, every time you thought ahead in the future, he was always there right by your side and when you made him leave. Everything felt…wrong. The silence and emptiness of your apartment made you sick, walking around your house and failing to see Mikey's flip-flops discarded by the front door or somewhere in your room felt weird because they were always somewhere but now they weren’t. His words were enough to make you start crying and hug him tightly but you didn’t and continued to stare at him with sympathy in your eyes and a bit of lust, it was a bit sadistic how you managed to find him attractive even when he was in such a pathetic state “Prove it.” Mikey’s eyes widened slightly at this.

“Of course baby, you want me to buy you a new bag or somethin’?” The black-haired male offered as a small smile appeared on his face, he didn’t care if you asked him to buy you a yacht, he’d get it for you even if he ended up in horrible debt. You shook your head as you walked backward toward the living room with him following you, your hands still in between both of his. You sit on the couch and he stands in front of you before lowering himself to his knees looking up at you for a command or a request. He'd do anything that you wanted as long as it meant he could have you.

“I want you.” The words were quiet as you slipped your hands away from his before resting on the soft plush fabric of the couch.

Mikey’s hands rested on your thighs as he continued to look up at you, he was going to give you an apology and whatever else you wanted, and apparently, sex is the apology you wanted. He wasn’t against it, make up sex was his favorite sex with you but he wondered how different this would be because it wasn’t make up sex after an argument, this was an attempt at forgiveness from you.

He didn’t say anything and just reached for the hem of your pajama pants before gently pulling them down to your ankles then off completely tossing them somewhere on the floor “Missed you too y’know.” You said as you watched Mikey hoist your legs up on his shoulders “She missed me more I think.” He responded getting closer to your crotch before pressing a soft kiss on your clothed cunt smiling at the wet spot there.

He knew you were a freak but he didn’t know you were that much of a freak that you would get wet at his tears “Didn’t miss you more than I did.” Mikey was glad that you missed him too, probably not as much as he missed you but you still missed him and it meant something. It meant the chance of you taking him back was almost an indefinite yes regardless if he gave you head or not but he still wanted to.

It’d seal the deal even more and, he gets to taste you after weeks of not getting anything. “Missed this so much baby, you don’t even know,” Mikey admitted as he pulled down your panties tossing them away with your pants, he took in the even stronger smell of cocoa butter and the nice brown shade of your thighs and then he looked up at you with dried tears on his face seeing the teariness in yours and how you sniffled trying not to cry “My baby.” He mutters reaching out one of his hands to hold onto yours before he slowly lowered his face into your cunt wasting no time to get to licking and sucking almost biting with how fast he was going, you really didn’t know how much he missed you, and your pretty pussy but now you did.

Soft moans slipped from your lips as Mikey's free hand roamed up and down your thigh soothingly like he wasn’t absolutely devouring you right now “M…Manjiro…” You moaned out lightly as you leaned back against the couch throwing your head back.

Fuck how much he loved when you used his actual name. His jeans were tight and he felt a wet spot in his boxers from the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his tip, he might of even cum in his pants and didn't know it. It almost hurt from the neglect but that didn’t matter, he didn’t matter, only you mattered.

Your hand sprinted to his head tangling your fingers in his thick black hair that had been brushed for the first time in probably two weeks just for you to run your fingers through it and mess it all up. You noticed from the start of your relationship that Mikey always made sure he was looking the best for you, you’d walk into the room and he’d straighten his back and fix whatever annoyed or upset facial expression he had to smile at you so you didn’t think it was because of you. Emma always told you how he never cared about how he looked when going out until you popped up and he made sure he was looking the best. He had to for his best girl even if you weren’t really his girl right now.

“Fuck, you have no idea how much you mean to me.” The dark-eyed adult muttered sending vibrations up your spine, your back arched as your grip on his hand tightened. Your pretty moans were enough to make him cum in his pants right there like a little virgin getting head for the first time but he didn’t, he wanted to cum when he was inside you. When he was the closest to you when you two were practically like one person, where you couldn’t leave him.

You hummed in pleasure “You’re t-the–ughhh! T-the one who doesn’t know! I love–fuck–you more than anyone ‘jiroooo.” You whined out as if you were losing your mind. It was the truth, you loved him more than anyone and it hurt you so badly when he accused you of being unfaithful to him with rindou because you’d never and the fact that he couldn’t see how upset you were during the argument made you even more upset and made you do what you did.

Mikey didn’t respond and kept eating you out as your thighs squeezed his head.

Mikey felt his cock get even harder as the tip rubbed against the silk fabric of his boxers, fuck he was going to cum. Mikey shut his eyes tightly as he moaned into your pussy his fingers digging into the soft brown flesh of your thighs.

He blinked up at you once again feeling himself cumming in his pants. The sight of your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your mouth open letting out soft whimpers and breaths was probably enough to make him cum again. “Fuck.” Mikey whispered before raising his head from your cunt and replacing his tongue with two of his fingers, it didn’t take him long to start pumping them while continuing to give your clit attention with his thumb painting little circles on your bundle of nerves.

He leaned up your legs till on his shoulders giving him more access to finger you deeper almost hitting your cervix and pressed his lips to your soft ones that was trying to stop spilling moans so you could kiss your ex boyfriend.

Mikey was moaning simply at the kiss with his cock twitching once more in his pants while you two started to softly make out while you continued moaning into his mouth. He missed this so much, not just kissing while having sex but kissing in general.

Kissing you was the few times he was able to relax and be vulnerable melting into the kiss and whatever position both of you were in. He loved it and he loved breaking it to see your face after and how in love you looked when staring at him with that silly smile on your face. Mikey wondered if you were going to look at him like that this time, with such eyes filled with desire and care.

He broke the kiss his eyes fluttering open to see you looking at him with your narrowed eyes full of tears and some running down your fucked out face and whines escaping your throat, he wasn’t sure if it was because you wanted another kiss or because of the fingering but all he could focus on was your eyes widening to look at him better with endearment and delight pooling in your irises along with the tears.

A smile found its way on Mikey’s face, he got closer to you kissing away the tears that were rolling down the apples of your cheeks, your face smelled even sweeter than your thighs.

“Don’t cry pretty baby.” He muttered as he continued to kiss the little drops away, the saltiness of your tears resting on his lips and a bit falling onto his tongue. All this did was make you cry more, you were practically full-on sobbing right now, you missed him so much and this was the first time you were seeing him in a while. All you've wanted to do in these past days was just jump into his arms and cry apologizing profusely.

That combined with all the affection he was showing you right now was making you barely able to breathe with the tears and moans you were choking on.

You took your free hand and gripped his jaw before kissing him sloppily again nearly making your teeth knock into his, this kiss was harsher and sloppier than the first because you both craved more of each other. Having to be deprived of all the kisses, the cuddles, and the sex made you incredibly horny and lustful and now that you’ve got it, you weren’t settling for just one soft kiss but it didn’t really last long.

You broke the kiss with your mouth widening because you felt yourself coming undone on his fingersband of course, Mikey saw this coming “My angel's cumming?” He muttered tucking his face into the crook of your neck and planting small kisses at the base of your neck “Mhm! Y-yeah, yeah!” You yelped eagerly bucking your hips into his palm as he smiled into your neck “Go ahead, angel.” With those words, the bubble in your stomach popped and you squirted all over his hand and wrist with a yell escaping your throat, Mikey’s eyes widened at the mess you made on him as he pulled his fingers out getting a whine from your throat.

His fingers were damn near dripping with your cum and he smiled at the sight, he stuck out his tongue and put his fingers on them his tastebuds being overcome with your taste that he had gotten so used to over the year's that it was like drinking water to him.

“Guess my pretty baby really missed me.” He said looking back at you and continuing that kiss once again making you taste yourself.

Your hands clasped the sides of his face as you deepened the kiss before you rotated the two of you so that you lay back on the couch with him on top of you, Mikey began to fumble with the hem of his shorts while kicking his flip flops off on the floor “You good with this pretty?” He whispered in between breaths through the kiss while he slid his shorts and boxers off, you eagerly nodded not opening your eyes or wanting to break the kiss anymore. Mikey had already cum once but he was rock hard again and was ready for another round with you "Say it. I want you to say it." Mikey whispered again breaking the kiss and staring down at you.

You stared back at him your eyes still glossy with tears "I want you to fuck me, Manjiro." You said earning a grin from Mikey, he pressed a kiss to your cheek right under your eye.

“I missed you, baby, missed how good you smell.” Mikey repeated as his hands went to your knees, he spread your legs to give himself access as he broke the kiss sitting up straight on his knees.

You smiled at the compliment as you placed your hands on the sides of his face again while he aligned himself with your cunt.

Mikey loved to compliment you. It was like he complimented you for his own happiness because it was every moment of every day when you two were together that he was worshipping and praising you and even when coming here to apologize, on his knees to beg for forgiveness, he was still complimenting you but maybe that was because he was on his knees for an entirely different reason a few minutes ago.

You grunted as he pushed himself inside “I..ugnh…love you so much.” He muttered putting his face on your neck while you wrapped your arms around his neck “Love you too…y’know I’d never cheat on you right?” You muttered as he slowly began to move, he raised his head from your neck to look at you with hurt in his eyes “Of course, I trust you…I don’t know why I got so mad and said that…” Mikey started trying his hardest not to moan while you did not attempt to hide your own while you continued to look up at him “Then…w…why did–mhmmm! Y-you get s’ mad…?” The words came out as moans and whines while you held onto the back of his neck blinking for long periods because of the pleasure.

“I don’t know angel…I just, fuck. I know h-how he is a…ha! And it just got to me…” Mikey answered, you knew what he meant. You knew rindou too and you knew how he was with women, sure, ran was even worse than him being a player who somehow was still lazy and whatnot but rindou was still a flirt and Mikey didn’t like that.

He still shouldn’t have taken that out on you though “M’ sorry, so fuckin’ sorry.” The Sano male panted as he rocked back and forth his hands placed by your head to hold himself up “S’ okay, I for-forgive you…” You managed to moan out surprised at the words coming out clearly, Mikey didn’t respond and just quickened his pace making you throw your head back against the cushions stretching your neck while your back arched high in the air.

Your arms fell limb onto the couch above your head as you squeezed your eyes shut tight with every hit to your cervix, your bonnet now long gone somewhere either on the floor or on the couch, you didn’t care, you weren’t going to sleep right now anyway not with Mikey stretching out your walls and his moaning and groaning in your ear about how sorry he was and how beautiful you are in this state.

Mikey’s hand went to your button-up pajama shirt and began to unbutton it quickly by tearing it open and popping off a few buttons which you whined about as you looked at your shirt that was now open revealing your bra which Mikey had snuck his hand under groping your chest.

“I’ll buy you another shirt, fuck. I’ll buy you a whole damn new set if that's what you want!” Mikey said moaning at the end of his sentence with his voice getting higher as he closed his eyes with strands of his black hair sticking to his forehead.

Your back arched once more and you bucked your hips up feeling yourself cumming once more due to the Sano male “G-god!” You stammered your hands coming down to your sides and gripping the fabric of the cushions while Mikey squeezed on your tit, you tightened around him cumming once again but he didn’t.

Your walls fluttered around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head feeling Mikey's nonstop thrusts his tip hitting that spongy spot over and over. "A-Ah!" You moaned.

He moaned at the feeling of you cumming but kept going but it only took a few thrusts for him to burst “Fuck! I love you!” He shouted with his hands flying to your hips pushing them down onto the couch as he coated your walls white with his seed, he stared down at you for a second or two before allowing himself to fall onto your chest with one last curse falling from his lips as you breathed heavily.

Mikey let out deep breaths as he turned his head up to look at you “Take me back?” He asked lowly still regaining his breath and you made eye contact with him before a smile formed on your face “Of course.”

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blkgirlsreadfanfic2 · 12 days

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for fanfic writers and readers

as a black girl who loves a lot of different movies and shows, fanfic allows me to read stories that put me in the middle of my favorite things. however, fanfic often (unintentionally) excludes girls who look like me.

i am so sick and tired of reading a fanfiction and having to rewrite it in my brain because a character description immediately implies that the reader is white. if you don't know what i mean, here are some examples.

"your skin turned pink" or "you blushed": black girls and women with darker skin tones CANNOT blush. our skin does not just turn pink

"pulled your hair into a messy bun": my 4a hair cannot be pulled into a messy bun at random. i may be able to do a ponytail if i have braids in, and i might be able to tie it up if I have an old twist-out, but a "messy bun" is often not possible.

"he ran his hands through your hair": yeah...unless my hair is in a silk press (and an OLD silk press), that's not happening

there are a plethora of other examples that would make this post insanely long, so let me get to the point. there are very easy ways to make fanfic a bit more inclusive; all you have to do is tweak a few character descriptions. OR, put in your pairing or warnings that the reader is implied to be white.

and finally: please, please stop tagging your DARK fanfictions "xblack!reader." i am tired of searching for fluff under the black reader tag and finding non-con, dark themes, etc., ESPECIALLY when the fic ends up being for a white reader💀.

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send me fics (preferably marvel and stranger things to start) that are with a black reader

comment some other things in fanfics that imply that the reader is white or that make the fic a little less accessible

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dilfl0v3rss · 1 year

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hardheaded

summary: you took matters into your own hands when it came to getting to a party that connie clearly disapproved of. connie took matters into his hands to teach you a lesson…

cw: written with a black reader in mind! spanking, orgasm denial, choking, and cursing. dom!connie. he speaks a little spanish so watch out for that.

word count: 2.5k

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“please babyyyy.” you whine as you followed connie around the house. you needed a ride to a party since your car was in the shop, but being the annoying boyfriend that he was, connie would not agree to take you. you were completely against getting an uber because you never felt comfortable being alone in the car with a complete stranger. connie knew this and used this to his advantage to keep you home.

usually, he’d have no problem with driving you to somewhere to go have a good time. but tonight the party was located at eren and armins’s house and he knew how reckless they could be. picking them from there and letting them spend the night at your shared home countless amounts of times to help them avoid getting arrested. “absolutely not now go lay down you stayin’ with me tonight.” this was not fair at all and you just refused to back down, feeling that connie was overreacting because of his friends. but you weren’t the same as them. you knew how to handle yourself and expected him to know that. but clearly not.

it wasn’t up for debate anymore. you were going to this party with or without connie’s help. you plopped yourself on the couch as you ignored him and watched tv. you were thinking of just waiting for him to go to bed to steal his keys since he wasn’t complying with your demands. it was only right that you took things into your own hands because what he was doing was unfair. connie grew annoyed with you quickly and, just as you imagined, decided to just go to bed to avoid dealing with your attitude.

“alright well when you done being a brat i’ll be waiting for you in the room” connie says as he walks away, not wanting to feed into your antics tonight. you solidified your plan and waited until you can hear light snores coming through the cracked door of your room. turning up the tv, you made your way to the door to peek in. he was asleep. the grin on your face widened as you quietly closed the door and made your way to his keys. connie always left them in his coat pocket that was hung up by the front door and that’s exactly where you got them from before you made your way outside.

being the hardheaded woman that you were, you completely ignored the fact that this man drives manual and you only know how to drive automatic. “it’s basically the same.” you say to yourself as you put the key in the ignition and start the car. you are instantly startled into a scream when you heard the loudest sound come from the car as it started. engine roaring as if the it was trying to signal to your boyfriend what you were doing. connie opened an eye as he listened to the sound of his car cry for him. “this girl-” he cuts himself off as he rises from the bed, making his was out to you.

you sat in the car trying to watch a video on driving stick shift cars. you were disobedient but you weren’t crazy. you wanted some type of knowledge on the subject before you tried to jump right into it and break your boyfriends car. you glanced at the front door, thinking you heard it slam. you did a double take as fear instantly planted itself inside your heart. there connie stood in all his glory on the porch. he was shirtless, tattoos running from his chest and shoulders all the way down to his fingers. his grey sweats hung low on his hips as his boxers peeked out over them. he stared right into your eyes, reading you. at this point you already knew what was gonna happen so you just turned the car off and continued to stare.

you can see him mouth out a “bring your ass over here” as he pointed to the porch below him. you were done for. you quietly exit the vehicle before approaching your very angry boyfriend. he instantly brought you into the house with a tight hand around the back of your neck. “go in the room and take all that shit off. got me fucked up” connie mumbled the last sentence as he let go of your neck abruptly, causing you to stumble forward before quickly walking to your shared bedroom to undress. it was only about five minutes before he came back to your naked figure on the bed. you refused to make eye contact with him, knowing that the slightest glace could lead you to tears.

connie wasn’t having that though, instantly grabbing your chin and pulling it towards him. he forced you to look him in the eyes. “face down” he grumbled. your eyes widened in shock. you couldn’t lie he looked so sexy right now and it was making it hard for you not to start getting wet. your heart began to race, knowing that no matter how wet you are he won’t be able to fit without you being in pain if he doesn’t prep you. as if he could read you mind, connie rolled his eyes as he replied, “mama relaxxxx. you trust me right?” you replied with a quiet “yes” as he continued. “then turn over and arch it like i said.” you did as you were told, making the deepest arch you could.

before you can think you felt two of connie’s thick fingers enter your pussy. moans flew from your mouth as he continued to softly dig into you. your back began to lift, arch already breaking from just his fingers. “fix it princess. before i do.” connie’s ministrations didn’t stop as you tried your best to put your back down. you began to feel pressure in your stomach, signaling to you that you were about to come. but that didn’t matter because his fingers left you with a quickness. you looked back and watched him pull his sweats down, freeing his dick from its restraints. connie had a pretty dick that stood at about eight and a half inches. it had a thick light brown base with a pink tip that always made you salivate at the sight of it.

he noticed you staring and decides to tease you, stroking himself slowly. running his other hand all over his tattooed chest as he made direct eye contact with you. low brown eyes giving your body chills. “you like staring at my dick baby? promise you it feels ten times better than it looks.” you turn your head forward, unable to keep looking at this man when he was being so seductive. connie loved flustering you. the fact that he can make you so shy turned him on the most. he shook himself out of his thoughts as he lined himself up with your entrance. “don’t cum until i say so. test me and you’ll be here all night.” he said sternly.

you completely believed him too. his stamina was insane and you got the luxury of seeing it first hand when he fucked you through two whole movies. you feel his big hand wrap around the back of your neck, yanking you up, back rubbing against his chest. “you hear me mami?” you didn’t even notice that you went so long without talking. so deep into your head that you weren’t really giving him all of your attention. “yes daddy. i’ll only cum when you say.” connie abruptly let go of you, letting your body fall back to the bed. you felt a strong sting run through your lower half as he began pushing half of his dick into you.

you moaned at how big he was. he wasn’t even fully inside and he already felt so deep. connie watched as you struggled to keep your arch, loving that you were trying your best for him. as he pushed more of himself into you, his actions were halted by your small hand on his stomach. “it’s too deep papa i can’ttttt.” you talked a lot of shit but at the end of the day you were always a whining bitch when it came to taking dick. connie ignored your cries, knowing that you can take much more than he’s giving you right now. “move your hand or ima cuff you.” you whine as you slowly moved your hand away, letting him give you the rest of him. he held it there for a moment so you can adjust and calm down before he started picking up his pace.

hard deep strokes were given as you said his name repeatedly like a prayer. your eyes rolled back as he began hitting that spongy spot inside you. connie always knew where to hit it to make you ready to melt into the sheets. “you like that shit mama? you like when daddy’s upset?” you could barely reply to him as he kept fucking you deeply. babbling incoherent sentences as you drooled on the sheets. “da-daddy ohh m’goddd.” you couldn’t keep yourself together and to make matters worse connie decided to reach around and start teasing your clit. your arch broke instantly. you lied flat on the bed as you tried to plead with your man. “p-please con n-no moreeee.” he gave you a bored expression before he rolled his eyes, giving you a hard smack on your ass. you mewled loudly as tears weld up in your eyes.

before you could even think of crawling away you felt connie pull you up by your waist, forcing you back into your arch before shoving his full length back into you. you screamed, hand flying back to his abdomen to try to get him to ease up. “please c-connie i can’t take itttt.” you felt him roughly grab your wrist, pinning it behind your back as he gave you another slap on your ass. connie began picking up his pace, fucking you harder and faster into the mattress. “call me that again and ima put it in your stomach.” he spat on your brown pussy, wetting the base of his dick so he can hit you deeper. “y-your already i-in my tummy daddy pleaseee.” he smirked as he continued to drill into you. pushing your back down until your stomach was touching the sheets.

your boyfriend began to admire you, loving how your skin looked under the dim lights of your bedroom. plus your beautiful shade of brown looked so good sprawled out on the black silk sheets. he was so in love with you even if you liked to act up a lot. “why you think it was okay to try to take my car hmm? you know better.” connie breathed out. your pretty body was starting to get to him. looking at your ass clap onto his stomach repeatedly had him in a trance. “m’sorry babyyyy. i promise m’not gonna do it againnn.” you whine as you felt your stomach tighten. you were so close to coming and didn’t know if you can hold it any longer.

“mmm i don’t know. i think you needa use more than words for me to forgive you.” connie knew your body very well so when you clenched around him he automatically knew you were about to come. so he pulled out and made his way to his side of the bed. he stared into your eyes as he lied on his back. “you gon keep staring or you gon come ride this dick baby?” you crawled over to him before situating yourself onto his lap. connie looked up at you, smirking as he began to play with your perky breasts. you were a bit intimidated by his size since you knew he wouldn’t let you take anything less than the whole thing. nervousness ran through your body as you sunk down on your boyfriends dick. both of your faces contorting into ones of pleasure the closer you got to the bottom. you tried to quickly get yourself used to his size. so you can start moving to reach the orgasm you lost.

connie gripped your ass as you bounced on his dick. getting lost in the pleasure, “estás muy guapa hah-. se siente tan bien.” connie’s hard exterior was starting to break, moaning his professions of love in his first language as you picked up your pace. “ahh- papi te quiere mucho princesa.” he groaned as he found himself becoming entranced by your body. feeling your ass jiggle in his hands and your beautifully brown tits bounce near his face. he watched as the moans about how good he felt fell from your pretty mouth. “ahh daddy ‘s so biggg. finna make me cum” you ran your hands up his chest. caressing his large pecs as you looked down at him with low eyes. “mmm ride that dick mami c’mon” connie slapped your ass and threw his head back when you started grinding down on him, rubbing your clit all over his lower stomach. he felt his body grow hot as he neared his end. he looked so sexy under you. bottom lip tucked under his pearly white teeth , adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to keep his eyes from rolling in pleasure.

he was just as addicted to you as you were to him.“you forgive me papa?” you say, lowering your lips to his. connie closed the distance between the two of you, roaming your mouth with his tongue sloppily as you continued to bounce yourself onto him. he couldn’t stay mad at you. not when you were fucking him like this. “yea- yea baby i forgive you. how ‘bout we cum together hmm?” he said as the two of you detached from one another. you start bouncing harder, making the both of you moan in unison. connie played with your clit with his thumb trying to bring you to your climax with him. you threw your head back, squeezing his chest as you felt the tightness in your stomach become harder to subdue. “i’m finna cum daddy please please pleaseee.” you moaned as the coil inside of you was ready to snap. connie gripped your hips and started piston up into you, pushing himself closer to the edge. “yea ma i’m right there wit you.” that was all you needed hear as the two of you hungrily kissed each other while you came undone.

one barely being able to kiss the other back as the both of you felt connie’s thick load spill into you, legs shaking as you squirted onto his stomach at the same time. you panted loudly as the two of you came down from your highs. you lied your head on his chest as you continued to try to catch your breath. “what’d we learn mama?” connie breathed while pulling the covers over the two of you. he rubbed your back as you looked away from him, trying to hide your face into the crook of his neck as you replied. “don’t be hardheaded.” you whispered shyly. and though your reply was correct, you and connie both knew that you were holding back on the full answer. this caused him to give you a light tap on your ass, kneading it before giving it a rough squeeze, “and?” you jumped up, startled by the little sting brought to your butt. you decided to quit playing before you got your walls knocked down again. giving your man the full answer.“anddd don’t touch daddy’s car”

“that’s my girl.”

#connie #connie springer #aot connie #connie x black reader #connie x black!reader #connie smut #aot x black reader #aot smut #connie springer x black reader #connie springer smut #connie springer x black!reader #black!y/n

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eyeheartboobiez · 4 months

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-> 𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖽 𝗑 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

-> 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗎!

-> 𝖺/𝗇: 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖫𝖠𝖲𝖳 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆 𝗂 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋😭

Jason Todd and ex girlfriend, Artemis Grace, spotted outside a club together just hours ago! May this old flame be finding its spark again? (8/20/2022 3:14 AM PT)

For months now, people have been buzzing after Gotham elite Jason Todd and singer Y/N Y/LN hinted at being in a relationship. Ever since this past March when they were initially spotted together, fans have done nothing short of obsessing over the two.

Artemis Grace, former girlfriend of Jason, had gotten into some hot water recently when insiders claimed that the singer had something to do with leaking Y/N’s unreleased track, Fantasize.

As mentioned in former articles, TMZ investigators came to the conclusion that Artemis was involved in publishing the song as a way of “getting her lick back”. Time logs show that the dubbed “rival” singer entered the same studio as Y/N not too long after she left for the night.

Many people online have been more than vocal about their love for the song, despite the fact that it was released without the artist’s consent.

While Artemis has yet issue a statement regarding the accusations, she seems to have plenty of time to be out partying with her ex.

Fast forward to last night, when just hours ago, Jason and Artemis were seen leaving a nightclub together and looking very close for comfort. Onlookers were not only shocked, but absolutely gagged when they saw the two hugging each other goodbye.

With their late night rendezvous breaking headlines, some fans are starting to question if Jason may have also played a part in helping Artemis, or if they ever really broke up at all!

The exes, who were romantically involved for almost two years, have a long history of being toxic towards each other. Their on-again-off-again relationship was notorious for its dysfunctionality, making it hard to keep up most of the time.

It wasn't until late last year when both Jason and Artemis officially called it quits by posting an announcement on their respective Instagram accounts (although many were skeptical to believe it).

Despite the initial shock of the situation, it begs the question: Where does Y/N stand in all of this?

Fans of the singer songwriter were quick to come to her support, majority of whom expressing their clear disappointment in Jason.

“I was really betting on these two,” says Twitter user @y/n’scoochiehairs. “I feel like a child of divorce…”. The fan account, while only just a few months old, grew exponentially due to their constant posts about the alleged couple.

Many sentiments like this have been circulating the internet once the pictures from last night began to surface. Y/N is notorious for putting her emotions into her songs, so at least we know she’ll be releasing new music soon, right?

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user1: oh she really aint playing...

user2: COOK HIM GOOD SIS!!

user3: girl this is a whole bar put this energy into a song or sumn😭

user4: sooo what im hearing is that ur single🤔

⤷ user5: ntm on my wife now..

user6: this next album bouta be BIBLICAL

user7: genuinely hope youre doing okay🥺🫶

user8: ily queen🩷

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@artemisofmighdall: last night was a dream✨

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user1: first you mess with her music then you mess with her man.. if bold was a person…

user2: the hell is she smiling so damn big for?? ain’t shit funny😐

user3: girl you betta PRAY i don’t catch you in these streets…

user4: “last night was a dream” yeah and you in for a rude awakening cuz wth💀

user5: these comments killing me😭

user6: you already going to hell for being a ginger now you just making it worse for yourself🤦‍♀️

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end notes: is jason involved or is he just being framed👀 lmk what you think!!

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arkhamslvts · 9 months

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carrying on with gcverse…

roy’s jerked off to that picture of your tits more times that he can count. everytime he does, he sends a video to the group chat. it’s never of him jerking off. but his hand is always around his dick and he’s just… talking. “fuck y/n, you’ve got gorgeous tits y’know.. got me all hard… fucking nasty”. sometimes he’ll send a video of the aftermath.. cum coating his tip, some of it on his stomach and he just chuckles in the video “someone should come clean this mess up.. either one of you.”

jason is shameless, he’s sent countless videos of himself jerking off. he wants you both to see it. sometimes it’s when he’s out on patrol, and you’ve been especially relentless, sometimes it’s 2 am and he’s in his apartment, dim lighting. but jason’s mouth is filthy, and he’s fully aware of what it does to you. “god.. you’re fucking. you’re fuckin’ disgusting y/n, i expected this from roy but... you got me doing this.. wanna press you up against the wall and fuck you… make you feel it real good.” and he’s rambling on and on about how he would fuck you and he’d make roy watch.

you on the other hand. i mean, you’ve been left with a few pairs of ruined underwear from the antics. you’re at least a little more subtle in it all. selfies in shirts that are just a little too low cut. pictures in their clothing with nothing on your lower half. it always seems innocent enough. you asking how your outfit looks or which necklace they like better. but it always makes them want to bend you over, and they know you know.

#. . . curated by mara #roy harper x black!reader #roy harper smut #jason todd x black!reader #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #roy harper x you #jason todd x reader smut #black!y/n #black!fem!reader

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yallfavblkgirl · 4 months

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𝙈𝙔 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍.

ꨄ • 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮- mizu shows you everything about her.

ఌ • 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨- nudity, kissing, cussing, and fluff.

𝙢𝙞𝙯𝙪 𝙭 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧!

you sat in a room as mizu sat in there with you, he let out a soft groan but it didn’t sound well. it sounded as if he was in so much pain, “mizu.” you called and he immediately move to get closer to you.

“yes?” mizu replied, he made it his mission to be here when you called his name. “why do you always wear those glasses?” you asked and he pushed them up.

“my eyes are…sensitive.” he said but he sounded like he was lying or trying to hide something. you nodded and slowly pour some tea into the cup.

mizu sighed, “i couldn’t live with myself if i continued to lie to you, my love.” mizu spoke and grabbed your hands as he rubbed your hands with his thumbs.

mizu slowly removed his glasses and his hat, he slowly picked up his head and showed you his eyes. you dropped your tea and put your hands over your mouth.

“i know- i know that i’m a demon bu-” mizu didn’t get to finish what he was saying before you hugged him tightly, “you’re beautiful.” you said as you pulled away from him and cupped his face.

“there’s one more thing.” he whispered to you, he came closer to you. it looked like your lips were going to touch at any time, he slowly removed his clothes.

he grabbed your hands and placed it on his chest, “i’m a girl.” she said and you smiled. “i know…i knew that for the longest time, when you got stabbed that night, i saw your wraps but i never spoke about it cause i didn’t know if you wanted me to know.” you said as you looked down.

mizu lifted your face and kissed your lips, you placed your hands on her body as she pulled you in closer to her. you pulled away slowly and looked her in her beautiful ocean eyes.

“my love for you is forever.” you said.

#black reader #black!y/n #black!fem!reader #black!reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #mizu x black reader #blue eye samurai

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rissouu · 4 months

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messages w ur man/plug| eren jaeger.

©rissouu 2023 (if u can’t tell, im obsessed with making these.. and omg im so sorry ms summer it’s all love girl)

#malora’s works!#yes this is black/chubby reader but anyone can read #chubby reader #black!reader #black reader #black!y/n #aot x black reader #eren jaeger x black reader #plug!eren x reader #plug!eren x black reader #plug!eren texts #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger texts #aot texts #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger #aot x reader #eren jaeger fluff #eren jaeger x you

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sammysficfactory · 10 months

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Missing Blanket

husband!dad!miguel x blackcoded!reader

tags: fluff🤭

summary: when miguel loses gabriella’s favorite blanket, all hell breaks loose.

wc: 1k words

notes: gabriella is a daddy’s girl, i could give miguel the family he wants, beta read

beta reader comments: aww thats so cute, not Miguel got the credit

Miguel was screwed. Utterly screwed. Your daughter Gabriella was having a fit because Miguel had lost her favorite blanket. Miguel was looking high and low, far and wide for this blanket. You still wouldn’t be home for another hour or so, so he was by himself. He holds Gabriella to his chest as he looks for her favorite yellow blanket.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m gonna find your blanket, okay? Daddy’s gonna find it.” He says calmly, trying to soothe her panicked state. Miguel feels terrible seeing his little girl so upset, so he’s on a mission. Miguel is all but turning the house upside down looking for the blanket when he hears the click of the front door lock.

“Miguel? Gabby? Where are y’all?” You ask, a bit frantic at the sound of your daughter’s cries. You spot Miguel holding your daughter and looking frazzled as he whips his head left to right.

“What’s wrong with my baby?” You coo at your daughter, concern painting your features. Gabby lifts her head to look at you before making grabby hands at you, motioning for you to pick her up. You take her into your arms, making a face to ask Miguel ‘what the fuck happened?’

“Daddy can’t find my blanket!” She sobs, answering your question. Your face drops in panic. ‘You did what?!’ you mouth at him. Miguel grimaces. ‘I don’t know! It’s like it just vanished into thin air! I don’t know what to do!’ he mouths back frantically, shrugging. You roll your eyes, sighing as you rub your daughter’s back.

“It’s okay, mommy’s gonna help find it.” You kiss her temple before going to the third floor of your home, checking every room for that damned blanket. You start in the bedroom you and Miguel slept in, sitting your daughter on the bed as you frantically look under the bed, in your dirty clothes hamper, and in your closet to no avail. You grab your daughter and go across the hall to her old nursery, checking the crib, the empty diaper bag, and the dresser full of clothes she couldn’t fit anymore. You leave and go to the bathroom, checking anywhere a blanket could fit, all without success.

You go down to the second floor, first checking Gabriella’s playroom. You look in and behind her dollhouse, check her toy chest, inside her lego bucket, and her small bookshelf only to find nothing. You rush into her room, checking under her pillows, blanket, and bed. Next you go into her drawers, closet and dirty clothes hamper, just to see absolutely nothing. You check the second floor bathroom, doing the same thing you did on the previous floor.

Finally, you get to the first floor. You sit your daughter on the couch as you frantically search with Miguel once more, checking under the couch, under the table of your dining room, in your kitchen, and hall closet. You come back to your living room, plopping on the couch and sighing in defeat before an idea pops up in your head. You snap your head in your husband’s direction.

“Miguel, did you check the basement?” You ask. Miguel looks at you as if you’re crazy.

“The basement, why would I check-” Then it dawned on him. Since he had the day off, Miguel offered to take Gabriella to school and start laundry before the weekend began. Your laundry room was in the basement. The two of you rush down to your basement and Miguel opens the dryer to see the very catalyst for your daughter's distress. The two of you sigh in relief.

“Look Gabby, daddy has your blanket!” You say, pointing to an exhausted Miguel who was holding the yellow blanket. Gabriella’s cries cease almost immediately when she sees her blanket in her father’s hands. Miguel hands her the blanket with a kiss on her forehead.

“Thank you, daddy.” She says, wiping her tears and quickly grabbing the blanket before nuzzling her face into it. Miguel pinches her cheek gently with a small smile.

“Thank you, honey.” Miguel winks at you, kissing your cheek as he takes Gabriella into his arms. You roll your eyes playfully, a little bitter that your husband got all the credit for your idea.

You all walk back up the stairs together. Gabby’s face was smiley and satisfied, very different from the tired but fairly relieved expression you and Miguel shared.

“Mommy, I’m hungry. What’s for dinner?” Gabby asks poking you every other syllable. You shrug before playfully nibbling her finger, resulting in a fit of laughter from her.

“I don’t know girl, ask your father.” Miguel glares at you, resulting in you glaring back. Miguel quickly averts his eyes, visibly intimidated. Since becoming a mom, your death stare has gotten better. Sometimes you’d need it in the store when Gabby was about to have a temper tantrum and she would get it together immediately. Your daughter turns to Miguel.

“Daddy can we get pizza for dinner?” She asks, showing off her trademark large and sparkly puppy eyes. You had to give your daughter her props, she knew how to get what she wanted. She’s also learned that her father was in the palm of her hand fairly quickly. Miguel makes a pained face, clearly torn between not wanting to say yes and not wanting to tell his precious daughter no.

“Okay, I’ll order pizza.” Your husband sighs in defeat, he was no match for the big sparkly brown eyes your daughter had. Gabriella rejoices in victory, doing a little dance and a song.

“We’re getting pizza. We’re getting pizza.” She repeated constantly in a sing-song voice. Miguel rubs his temples, you figured it was a stress induced headache and that Gabriella wasn’t helping.

“Gabby.” You warn. She grins sheepishly before apologizing and continuing her dance quietly, humming her to her tune. You and Miguel laugh quietly at her run of the mill antics.

“That’s your dramatic ass daughter, Miguel.” You snort. Miguel shrugs, shaking his head.

“Sure is.” He grins as he orders the pizza online. After ordering, he tosses his phone onto the coffee table and leans back in his seat.

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anucalor · 3 months

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Mutuals (Onyankopon x Black!Reader)

y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?

warnings: none. shy/nervous reader. fluff.

“Y/N, come on, it’s just a small get-together,” Mikasa mumbles.

Mika and I have been close friends for years – constantly keeping in touch, even after I moved hours away. Due to my parents receiving better opportunities, they decided it would be best to leave what we had known behind. Through the years, we made sure to check on each other. She was there for the significant moments of my life, and I was there for her. Virtually, of course.

That was when I was eleven. I’m twenty-three now.

After I graduated from nursing school, I felt like it was best to return home. I made sure a job and apartment were secure before taking off. Mika was the first person to greet me with open arms. It felt good to be in a familiar place again. It felt good to be home.

Months have passed, and things have slowly begun to fall into place. Unlike Mikasa, I’m content with how my life is now. It’s consistent - a little lonely sometimes, but it’s consistent. Being the observant person she is, she noticed but never pushed the subject. That was until tonight.

“I could go, or I could just stay home while you go,” I quipped with a tight smile.

Mika shook her head at me and responded.

“Look, you don’t have to go,” she looked at me, “I just thought you could meet my other friends. They’re chill, and I can guarantee they’ll love you.” I sighed.

It’s difficult having to meet new people. Having to worry about the possibility of embarrassing myself is not something that I want to do – especially in front of Mika’s friends. From what I’ve heard, they’re all outgoing, quick-witted, and bold. Depending on the situation, I can be a complete nervous wreck. I’d hate for that to happen in front of her friends.

“I dunno.” I tried to downplay how I felt, but she noticed and sighed.

“Okay, but you know that I wouldn’t put you in a situation you weren’t comfortable with.”

Of course, I know that. But even though I thought about going home, something told me that meeting them wouldn’t be too bad.

I sigh, “I know. When are you thinking about leaving?”

“In about an hour,” she responded after checking her phone.

“Would they mind if I joined you?” I asked, not wanting to intrude.

Mika immediately shook her head. “Nah, they already said it was cool.” I chuckled at the fact that she had already asked before responding.

“Alright, Mika. I’ll go.” She gave a small smile and picked up her phone. I presumed to let them know that I would be joining.

I made my way towards the full-body mirror in her bedroom. After feeling like I looked my best, I sat on her bed and nervously scrolled on my phone. I’ve heard plenty of stories about her friends, but I’ve never thought about meeting them – until tonight.

About an hour later, she sent me the address and we made our way to one of their houses – I think she said Connie was his name. We pulled up to the apartment at the same time and exited our cars, making sure to lock them both. I made sure to straighten out my clothes before walking around to meet Mika. I looked up and noticed a small smirk on her face. I tilted my head.

“What?”

“You’re so nervous,” she states obviously.

I smack my lips, “Naw, ‘m not nervous at all.”

Mika just chuckles and starts walking to our destination.

We got to the door and knocked. After a few seconds, a guy opened the door. He had a buzz cut, freckles, and tattoos all on his arms. He was wearing black sweats and a white tee.

‘Cute,’ I thought to myself.

“You gon’ move out the way or what, Constance?” Mika asked.

‘So, this is Connie.’

He just smacks his lips and moves to the side. I follow her inside.

“I just opened the door. Whatchu on?” He scrunched his face a bit.

“Yeah, yeah. Where is everybody?”

“Upstairs,” he said, locking the door behind him. He turns to look at me before a small smirk takes over his features. “You Y/N, right?” he asked softly.

I give a small smile and ‘mhm.’

He walks up to me and offers his hand. “Nice to meet you, mama. I’m Connie.”

I placed my hand in his and softly shook it. “Nice to meet you.”

Mika immediately interfered.

“Aht, aht! Connie cut that shit out. Leave her alone.”

I chuckled and removed my hand from his.

“Ass always cockblocking.” He started to lead us upstairs.

“Please, she wouldn’t talk to you no way.” They bickered so much like siblings that I could only laugh.

Soon we made our way to the large room which held about seven other people. They immediately acknowledged Mika, but some perked up at the new face.

“That her?” a guy with emerald eyes and his hair in a man bun asked Mikasa.

Mika hummed, grabbed my hand, and led us to a spot to sit while introducing me to everyone and them to me.

Sasha, Armin, Eren, Ymir, Historia, Jean, Connie...

“...and that’s Onyankopon.”

“You can call me Ony.”

We made eye contact, and I could feel my heart flutter. He was dark-skinned with tattoos. He had studs and a chain on with grey sweats and a black shirt. He’s gorgeous, but he looks like the type to play around... I looked away and smiled at everyone, feeling a little more nervous than when I walked in.

And just like Mika said, everyone was chill. They all caught onto the fact that I’m pretty shy, but it was easy to make conversation with almost everyone.

Ony had been pretty caught up in either playing the game with Eren, Connie, and Jean or on the phone. I, of course, wasn’t gonna say anything. Maybe he’s just a quiet guy.

But what I didn’t notice was the way Ony looked at me when I entered the room – the way he bit his lip for a moment before looking away. I didn't notice the way he studied my features when I had sat down beside Mika, or the way he smirked and went back to the game after we made eye contact.

I didn’t notice those things, but oh, some people did...

Armin: You good Ony?

Connie looked down at his phone and chuckled.

Con: his ass feelin' Y/N he good

Ony glanced at his phone and furrowed his brows before typing.

Ony: Aye chill out

Jean: Is he wrong tho?

Eren: Jean stfu and take this L

Ony: Bruh thank you

Eren: I didn’t say he was wrong. Speak up

Ony rolled his eyes and tried to focus on the game, but the sound of a pretty laugh caused him to briefly peer over at me. Connie chuckled.

“Damn. You down bad already,” he teased. Ony just shook his head, focusing back on the game.

After some time, Mika, Ymir, and I stood up.

“’m finna get a drink. Y’all want some?” Ymir questioned while walking towards the door. Mika and I followed her but turned around to see if anyone wanted anything. Ony sat his controller down and stood up.

“Ima come.”

It took me a second to realize how tall he was– a little over 6’2” and built. I caught myself, trying not to let my eyes linger, and walked out of the room. I could feel his presence close behind me and his amazing scent was beginning to take over my senses. ‘Ain’t no way I’m this down bad,’ is all I could think to myself.

Once we made our way to the kitchen, I decided to chill by the bar stools while the others raided Connie’s pantry.

“You want anything, mama?” I looked at Ony and realized that he was asking me.

“Umm, just water is okay,” I responded with a small smile.

He turned around to grab a water bottle for me and placed it in front of me. Simple act, right? Cool.

After grabbing all they wanted, Mika and Ymir started to head back upstairs. I started to walk behind them, but I felt a small tug on my arm. All three of us turned around.

“We’ll be up there ina minute.”

I turned back to look at them, but they simply smirked.

“Okay, Onya,” Ymir quipped before going upstairs. Ony smirked and shook his head.

“You good?” Mika asked softly. I nodded, and she followed behind Ymir.

Once they were far enough away, I turned towards Ony and tilted my head, confused as to what he wanted.

“Just wanted to talk to you, pretty girl,” he started. I narrow my eyes at him slightly and hum.

He slid his hand from my arm to my hand and led me to the living room. Once we sat down, Ony looked at me and spoke.

“So, how long have you known Mika?” he started.

I gave a content smile. “We’ve been friends for years. A little over ten, I think.”

He hummed and turned his attention towards the blank tv in front of us.

“And how long have you guys been friends?” I asked while crossing my legs on the couch. He turned back to me before starting.

“We met in high school. I had just moved and here, and Connie’s big-headed ass kinda forced me to chill wit’ everyone.”

I smile, “Yeah?”

He bit his lip and nodded. “Mhm.”

I looked down trying to contain a smile before continuing the conversation.

A few minutes were just spent with us trying to get to know each other – from questions about our past to what it’s like to have a friend group like theirs. Every now and then, Ony would slide in little flirtatious comments, but I was oblivious to them all that he just narrowed his eyes slightly upon realization. Soon after, I asked, “So, be forreal. Why’d you wanna talk to me?”

Ony chuckled and began manspreading slightly.

“I mean, shit. You couldn’t tell?” A confused look overtook my features, and I shook my head no. He just looked at me before saying, “I just wanted to see if you was fuckin wit someone.”

I tilted my head. “If I was talking to someone?” He smiled at that and nodded, “Why?”

‘Cute,’ he thought to himself before responding. “Because I think you’re beautiful, and I’m tryina see whatchu on.”

I was slightly caught off-guard by how blunt he was but tried not to show it.

“So, I’m taking this as you don’t have a girl?” I questioned. His gaze went from playful to slightly serious.

“If I did, I wouldn’t be here.” I had to look away for a moment, not being used to this undivided attention he was giving me. Ony furrowed his brows before taking his tattooed hand and gently grabbing my jaw to bring my attention back to him. “Uh-uh, mama. Look at me.”

I looked at him and bit my lip - a nervous habit. He glanced at my lips before licking his own, removing his hand, and smirking. “Let me take you on a date.”

Before I could respond, I heard some feet coming down the stairs and looked in that direction. It was Mika, Sasha, and Connie. I smiled towards them, trying to make it seem like I’m not a nervous wreck around this man. Sasha smiled, but Connie and Mika knew what type of time Ony was on.

“You almost ready to head out, N/N?” Mika questioned. I noticed that she had my purse in her hands, just in case.

“Yeah, gimme just a minute.” She just nodded and walked towards the kitchen with the two following her.

I turned my attention back to Ony to see that he had already been watching me with soft eyes.

“So, whatchu think, pretty girl? You gon’ let me take you out?”

I thought it over for a moment before smiling. “Yeah, Ony. You can.”

He licked his bottom lip, trying to contain a smile. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

After we exchanged numbers, we stood up from the couch. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck. This was a feeling I could get used to.

“Ima text you soon, mama. Okay?” he mumbled in my ear.

“I gotchu,” I tried to contain my smile as we pulled away.

We both walked to the kitchen where Sasha and Connie were bickering and Mika was just watching, shaking her head. She was the first to see us come in and started to stand up.

“You ready?”

I nodded and grabbed my purse from her before turning to the remaining three.

“It was nice meeting yall,” I expressed softly with a smile.

“You, too, pretty,” Sasha came up to hug me while whispering, “Make sure you come back, yeah?”

I hugged her back. “Just let me know when, and I gotchu.”

Once we made our way outside, Mika immediately asked me what was up with Ony.

“Well, you should know that Ony doesn’t really fuck around like that,” she stated wholeheartedly.

I stopped walking and looked at her. “You forreal? Because ion wanna get involved with him and get screwed over.”

Mika stopped and looked at me with an intense gaze. “The reason I stopped Connie earlier was because I know how he is. Onya won’t do that. Damn near against his character,” she tried to make light of the situation, “Trust when I say, you’re good.”

I smiled, exhaling a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Mika saw the effect her words had on me and hugged me. “Just take it slow. He’ll show you wussup,” was her advice.

“Say less.”

We separated from one another and finally made our way towards our cars. Once I got in and shut my door, I started my car and made my way home. After walking inside, I locked the door and went straight to the shower. I stayed in a little longer than intended, thinking about tonight’s events – from meeting new people to getting asked on a date. It all felt fast. Maybe I just needed to sleep.

I shut off the water and began getting ready for bed. It was almost two in the morning before I laid down and heard a small ‘ping!’ from my phone. I looked over to see that it was Ony who texted.

Ony: Any plans this Friday, pretty?

I smile before typing, feeling a little hopeful. I guess we’ll just have to wait till then.

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ahh. i hope it wasn't too bad. i haven't written anything ina HOT minute. this is a new platform for me. so hopefully it'll be cool. i hope yall enjoy <3 please forgive the mistakes!

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baurbiediv · 6 months

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another silk press

rafe cameron x black!gf!reader

content warnings: SMUT , unprotected sex (pullout method? never heard of her), creampie, overstimulation, y/n’s a bit bratty in this one, small mention of tummy bulge, slapping, i’ll add as i write & if i miss anything let me know, mdni/ageless blogs dni

“rafe, i mean it this time, control yourself or i will literally fuck you up.” you mumbled the last part, hoping your boyfriend wouldn’t hear it.

“y/n, i paid for your hair this time, i told you i was sorry.” he grumbled as his ears began to turn pink. you looked over at him and smiled before kissing his cheek, "i know you said you were sorry baby, but that's still not gonna cut it." you swore you'd never seen rafe turn his head quicker.

"y/n you're not being serious right now, right?" he said as he opened the car door for you, your hand gently cupped his cheek before you tapped it twice, "maybe i am .. maybe not." rafe kissed his teeth as he closed the passenger door, trying not to break the handle off in the midst of it. the driver's side door opened, revealing your frustrated boyfriend.

"rafael, i know you're not mad." you told him as you playfully pushed his head to the side. "i'm not mad, it's just i spend money on you left and right, yesterday i bought you the van cleef bracelet and the 4s that you wanted, and i'm STILL in silk press debt." he groaned out loud while you laughed as he started the car and drive back to your apartment, "i mean you could've said no though .", you said before stealing his drink out of the cup holder and drinking it, he momentarily looked over to you and saw his cup in your hand.

"AND you stole my drink too, i mean damn y/n, when can i catch a break." he said as he rolled his eyes like the child he is. you held up your index finger signaling to give you a moment, before you put the cup down, "again, rafael, you could have said no, and i could've got it on my own." and truthfully, you were right. with the way your parents spoiled you, sure enough you were bound to get whatever you wanted.

nothing would've prepared you for rafe slamming down on his brakes, which would've launched you straight into the dashboard had it not been for your seatbelt. you literally had your hand over your mouth while you hair was all disheveled.

you could hear rafe quietly laughing to himself, he looked over and saw you before taking off when the light turned green. "i'm sorry y/n, i didn't mean it." he said laughing as obnoxiously as he could, so of course, being the drama queen that you were, you grabbed his drink and took the top off of it and threw it at him, while he was driving, rookie mistake.

"really y/n? you serious right now?"

you nodded, "yeah, dead serious."

"while i'm driving?"

"yep."

if you were to be completely honest, right now, you prayed to god that no one would be observing from afar, your head was practically hanging off the car seat while rafe was hovering over you, drilling your shit in, giving you the best backshots known to man.

the gasps emitting from your mouth were so loud to the point rafe had to slap your ass twice to physically shut you up, which had your walls clamping down on his dick that was currently hitting you g spot over and over again. "rafe..." you managed to moan out pathetically.

"i don't care y/n." his heavy hand providing more warmth to your already hot body, “so you thought that shit was okay? huh?" he panted, the pace of his hips quickening. you opened your mouth to apologize, but of course nothing came about. you would never admit it out loud, “y-you hit the brakes t-too h-hard,” gasping when his fingers came into contact with your sensitive clit, loud whines protruded from your lips as your hands desperately looked for something to grab onto, but of course the man above you didn’t make things easier for you, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them to your back, allowing him easier access to get you closer to your orgasm.

your face was pressed against the back seat, in which rafe could see the drool coming from your lips and onto his seats, he didn’t even care, he couldn’t care in fact. he was more worried about you, “rafe, i’m cumminggg” you sobbed out, his fingers letting up on the swollen bud, “shh, you got it.” he said through a hushed tone. by now you were seeing stars, with the way your boyfriend was sinking his hips into yours, you could tell he was close, “fuckkk” rafe hissed out loud from behind you, pulling out of you just to see the mixture of his cum and yours, oozing out of you.

your boyfriend slapped your ass as you whined while trying to sit up but not before pulling you into his lap, “one more, yeah?” he looked at you as you nodded, your right arm wrapped around his neck as you hovered over his dick that was still hard, a strong hand gripped your face, “what’s the matter princess? you can’t take it?”, he taunted, god you wanted to slap the smirk off his face, but with the way he fucks you, that wasn’t an option. “i c-can.” you huffed, licking the pads of your middle and left finger before rubbing your already sensitive clit, you gently sink down as a whimper escapes your your lips.

“shh, you’re almost there, s’okay baby.” rafe says, trying to contain his moans as best as he can, by now you were sitting on your boyfriends lap, rocking your hips back forth. “you know how to fuck me princess, so cut the shit.” rafe grabbed your hips, as he moved your hips faster causing you to squeal as you grabbed one of his wrists, your arm still around his neck for support.

from the way your curls bounced from your now sweat out silk press to the way your breasts were now spilling out of your bra, rafe couldn’t tell which one was driving him crazier. you took matters into your own hands as you began bouncing up and down on his dick “that’s what i’m talking about, there you go baby.” he groaned, your moans and gasps were music to his ears, he knew he was hitting all the right places, but it was you doing all the work.

“it feels s-soo good rafeyy.” you cared about nothing more than trying to reach your orgasm, feeling that this one would be different. “yeah? just let me make you feel good.” rafe took this opportunity to yank one of your pretty brown breasts out of your bra, your nipples were hard and screaming for attention by him, to which he happily obliged. you watched as we swiftly took one nipple into his mouth. his tongue swirling around the hardened bud, this literally had you creaming all over his dick.

your legs were starting to get tired and you were nearing your second orgasm, as you tried to make your boyfriend aware of the situation at hand, you gently laid your hand on his chest and tapped twice, his mouth detaching from your nipple that now had small bite mark around it, “baby i’m gonna-“ were the only words you could get out before your boyfriend understood your signals, two heavy arms wrapped around your lower back.

rafe sat comfortably in the back seats as his hips pounded up into yours, you sobbed loudly at his actions. “oh fuck!! uuunghh, i’m cumming!” you placed your hands on each side of rafe’s face, pressing the sloppiest kiss to suppress your load moans, your orgasm hit hard, so hard to the point you didn’t even realize how much you were squirting onto the seats until rafe is gently pulling out of you. the sticky remnants of both your orgasms clinging to the bottom of your thighs and the top of his.

his hand comes to grab the back of your neck, “look at the mess you made all over my seats, someone’s gotta clean that up no?” he knew he was being an asshole, you couldn’t even keep your eyes open let alone form a full sentence, he forces your head to look down at the sticky seats. “m’sorry baby..” you told him, as you looked at him. if someone were to ask rafe what you looked like right now, he’d say he was looking at art. your lashes were now damp, your fenty lip gloss smeared all over your lips and chin, your hair now disheveled and a diamond earring missing out of your ear which was probably somewhere on the floor of the car.

before you know you know it you were being pushed onto your side. your eyebrows furrowed as you wondered how your boyfriend could keep going like you were two rabbits. “you’re still horny-“ you question before you’re abruptly cut off by rafe sliding into you. rafe placed his hand on the back of your thigh as this new angle allowed him to hit deeper than he was before. you grabbed rafe’s hand and placed it on your stomach, “you feel me right there? hm?” you nodded, a slight smack came across your cheek which had you clenching down on his dick, “words princes.” he muttered, “i-i feel you, i-in my tummy.” you stuttered, he placed his hands on either side of your head, his hips now slamming into yours again, this had you scream out and grab onto his arms.

each of his thrusts made your head spin faster and faster, “so good, s-so fucking good.” were the words you started senselessly babbling. rafe examined every square inch of your face, making sure he was doing exactly what he needed to do. “tell me you’re sorry y/n.” he groaned, your eyes were pleading with him, begging for him to not do this to you right now, not when you were so close your third orgasm, “apologize or i’ll stop.” he huffed, you couldn’t let him take it away from you, “s-sorry for b-being a brat rafeyyy” you whined as another slap came across your cheek, “and f-for throwing a d-drink in your face!” you could taste your orgasm on the tip of your tongue, and rafe was willing to do everything he could to get you there.

one particular hard thrust had send you completely over the edge, your hand coming and quickly rubbing quick circles on your already overstimulated clit had your legs shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your nails were clawing at into rafe’s arm who right behind you chasing his own orgasm. “mm, you did such a good job princess.” he pressed a soft kiss to your lips, as he gave you time to recover from your earth shattering orgasm.

that sleepy fucked out grin on your face providing every answer needed to rafe’s wavering questions. he reached over behind the back seats to grab some towels and sanitary wipes for you to clean up with after the previous incident. you hissed, which was followed up with a whimper, when rafe began to clean you up.

“i love you, especially when you fuck me like that.” you told him, you still haven’t really came down from your high yet, but you were well aware of what you were saying.

“oh really? maybe we just might have to fuck like that more often then huh.” rafe said before kissing your forehead.

“thank youuu, now can we get chic fil a?” you said as you began sliding your clothes back on.

“of course we can baby.”

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cowgirlcherrie · 10 months

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college! abby headcanons

⊹༝̩̩̥͙ ༓༝̩̩̥͙

warnings: 18+ MDNI, contains both fluff and a smidge of smut, strap, touching, petnames, cursing, weed, Ellie n Abby are friends in this, suggestive in some parts

a/n: no bc I actually drooool at the thought of college abby, so here are some head-canons I have for her, feel free to request in my ask box for ellie or abby, maybe even both, my asks box is always open so don’t shy away from sending what you want to see, but other than that, reader is CANONLY black in this, so some of the points kind of cater to a black! reader specifically (like descriptions etc) but I hope you enjoy this, much love always

༓ Oh my gosh don't get me started, college Abby is literally different

༓ Actually is succeeding academically, she is crazy smart and her GPA is high

༓ a lot of it stems from the fact that she hates letting new people into her circle, so she has grown a comfortable balance in her campus social life

༓ Always has her headphones in, that's her silent way of saying don't talk to me

༓ So many people have a crush on her but she literally does not careee

༓ The first time she met you though, she was willing to bend her no new friends rule, but you weren't exactly new

༓ Abby didn't realize how little she paid attention until a particular afternoon, when you walked up to the lunch table, that sat herself, Ellie (her roommate), and Ellie's girlfriend Dina who happened to be yours.

༓ Your appearance is what struck her, lips parting at the sight of you, practically drooling at the table. Ellie could only smirk from Abby's left watching the girl's brain combust at the sight of you. Your hair was braided, with your edges swooped softly, glossed lips, and stacked bracelets on your wrist. The colors of your outfit complimented your skin really well making making Abby suddenly feel hot.

༓ Your voice too! oh, Abby was heated, it was soft like butter and silk, the way you annunciated your words with a faint accent to them.

༓Abby watched the way your hips moved as you walked away from the table, you cutely waving at everyone including herself.

༓ "Who was that" Abby rushes, snatching the headphones off of her ears and pulling out the Instagram app on her phone to quickly type your name in with ease.

༓ "Really Abby it's been 4 months, that's my roommate y/n, and before you ask, yes! they’re gay"

༓ Oh Abby is and was obsessed with you, she always wanted you to be around and would even ask if you would join them when the group was hanging out

༓ "Oh my god, just fuck already" Ellie moaned in annoyance rubbing her temples, "Both of you are pissing me off"

༓ Anonymous tip masc2masc, Ellie basically told Abby that you were just as heated about her as she was for you, and that was like music to her ears.

༓ Abby works out all the time, no doubt

༓ the type to use the pull-up bar, with one hand, while reading with the other

༓ Abby is an R&B enjoyer, smooth jams, 90s classics

༓ totally listens to Brent Faiyaz, not because she's toxic or anything she just likes his music

༓ You were a bit thrown when she turned on Aaliyah and Ginuwine and she actually knew the lyrics word for word

༓ Abby does end up joining a sports team, either lacrosse or soccer, maybe even both when she feels ambitious

༓ Abby comes to Dina's dorm looking for Ellie only to be met by a tired you opening the door, in both a bonnet and your pajamas. Even when you weren't wearing any makeup you looked beautiful to her, she was infatuated.

"Ellie here?" Abby cleared her throat scratching at the back of her neck, her hair was free from its usual braid, flowing down her back in uniform as she wore a black hoodie that clung to her body just right, and black basketball shorts to match.

"Abby you speak?" you questioned, having to pinch yourself a few times to see if it was a dream.

"b'quiet pretty, answer the question"

༓ Abby must have been lucky that night, because not only were the two sleeping but that now left you and herself alone at the ripe hour of 10:30pm

༓ That night resulted in you tangled in Abby's sheets while her name left your mouth. Abby got a rise out of hearing you scream it, not caring about the curfew that the dorms had in place that might even result in her getting a noise complaint from the RA's.

༓ "you━ look so...pretty under me"Abby grunted out sparsely between each stroke that she gave you with her strap, her face was by your ear to whisper every little thought she's had about you inside, "mmm━ fuck... d-do you know how long I waited for this sweetheart"

༓ definitely doesn't one night stand you, y'all start exclusively seeing each other after that night and Abby doesn't hear the end of it from Ellie

༓ Abby, like Ellie, is so touchy with you that it serves as a way for her to tell you that she's right there with you without verbally saying it.

༓ Definitely keeps one hand on your thigh

༓ When you see her after doing well on a quiz or exam she always tells you that she "has a treat for you" which is really just an endless night of her fucking you.

༓ Believe it or not, Abby actually does go to the library, considering that recently the dorm has gotten loud (by loud, weed loud...Ellie) she does all her work in the library to avoid succumbing to cyphing with Ellie, which she can't because she gets drug-tested for sports.

༓ Only late to class if she doesn't like the professor

༓ Dina is letting her in all the time while you're sleeping and she just sits next to your sleeping body, rubbing her ring-coated fingers across your cheeks as she browsed the internet

༓ captain and leader of the 'u up?' text club

༓ considering that Abby braids her own hair, she is determined to learn how to braid yours as well so she can help you with your protective styles

༓ literally such a good girlfriend and academic god in one, Ellie and Dina were surprised it took the two of you 4 months to actually meet .

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