#carl gallagher smut

[voidpetrova]

watch your back — carl gallagher x reader

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content warnings and genre: swearing, drunk sex, body worship, vouyerism, masturbation, squirting, dirty talk, lip is a perv, all the characters in the fic are over the legal age of consent

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synopsis: one of the gallagher brothers is having their way with you, while one of the others can only stand by and wish it were them

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the neon lights of the alibi room flickered behind you as you stumbled down the dimly lit sidewalk, carl's arm draped over your shoulders for balance. laughter bubbled up from both of you as the alcohol in your systems worked its magic, making every step an adventure in itself. the night air was cool, a welcome relief from the warmth of the bar.

“did you see the look on kev's face when he dropped that tray?” carl slurred, his words tinged with amusement.

you stiffled your laughter, a giggle escaping your lips. “and how v nearly tackled him for it? classic.”

carl's grin widened as he gazed down at you, his eyes slightly glazed but filled with affection. “you're fucking amazing, you know that?” you leaned into him, playfully nudging his side. “only when i'm three shots and a cocktail in.”

as you reached the front door of the gallagher household, carl fumbled with the keys for a moment before finally managing to unlock it. the door swung open, revealing the familiar chaos of the home. you both stumbled inside, laughter echoing through the hallway.

“home sweet home,” carl declared, his arm still draped over your shoulders as he led you further into the house.

you both swayed slightly as you made your way to the kitchen, the room bathed in the soft glow of the overhead light. the scent of leftover takeout and a hint of spilled beer lingered in the air.

“can you get me a beer?” you slurred as you dropped down to the kitchen floor, legs spread in a manner you would have thought twice about if you were sober. carl shot you a smile, already two steps ahead of you as he waved the bottle that was already in his hand before throwing it at you. “you know me so well.”

he cackled at the way you nearly dropped the bottle, shaking his head. “dude, you're fucking wasted.” With a playful roll of your eyes, you managed to pop the cap off the beer and take a long swig, a contented sigh escaping your lips. “i'm living my best life right now.”

while your laughter grew louder, lip gallagher felt himself stirring from his sleep in the room upstairs, his curiosity piqued by the commotion. your whispers and laughter, though still playful, became a bit too raucous, the noise gradually seeping into lip's consciousness. he groaned, rubbing his eyes as he got up from the makeshift bed he'd crashed on earlier in the night. groggily, he shuffled into the kitchen, his disheveled appearance drawing no attention from you two. you hadn't even notice him there. he wanted to say something, but he froze in his tracks when he saw you with his brother.

“this is the last time i let you go out like this,” carl slurred, referring to what you were wearing. it was nothing too scandalous, but he knew he couldn't look away when your breasts were pushed up together, spilling out of your dress, the fabric outlining your ass and waist in the worst way possible. “had the nerve to beat up about 12 different guys tonight.””

your laughter bubbled up again as you playfully nudged carl, the flirtatious energy between you two palpable as you climbed into his lap, snaking your arms around his neck. “you really are my hero.” carl smirked, his fingers grazing the exposed skin of your thigh. “damn right.”

lip, still standing unnoticed in the doorway, a mixture of amusement and disbelief settling over him. the sight before him was unexpected, to say the least. he had no idea things had progressed this far between you and carl. he knew he needed to look away, but all he could do was stand there and watch. he watched the way your bare thighs hung out exposed, tits poking out from the side, your ass pressed against his brother's jeans. he swallowed his nervousness, ignoring the way his jeans tightened at the sight of you.

as the flirtatious banter and playful teasing continued to fill the air, the magnetic pull between you and carl seemed to intensify. his fingers gently traced the curve of your jaw, his touch sending shivers down your spine. you felt your breath hitch as his gaze locked onto yours, the world around you narrowing to focus solely on each other.

without a word, his lips descended towards yours, his movements slow and deliberate. the anticipation was almost unbearable, your heart pounding in your chest as your lips grew tantalizingly close. the soft warmth of his breath danced across your skin, and then, finally, his lips met yours in a gentle, lingering kiss.

the sensation was electric, a rush of warmth flooding your senses as your lips moved against his. the kiss started tenderly, as if testing the waters, but the desire between you both quickly overtook any hesitation. his fingers threaded through your hair, pulling you in closer, and your arms wound around his neck, drawing him impossibly near.

his lips were soft yet demanding, a perfect balance between urgency and gentleness. each press of his mouth against yours sent waves of heat through your body, the chemistry between you igniting like a wildfire. your lips moved in sync, a rhythm born from unspoken longing and shared attraction.

carl's kiss deepened, his tongue gently seeking entrance, and you parted your lips with a soft sigh. the taste of him was intoxicating, the mingling of desire and the faintest hint of alcohol creating a heady concoction. your tongues danced together in a sensuous exploration, a dance that felt both familiar and new.

time seemed to slow as the kiss deepened further, the world outside the kitchen fading into obscurity. the room was filled with the sounds of heavy breaths and the wet, delicious sounds of your mouths moving against each other. every touch, every sensation, seemed to reverberate through your entire being.

your fingers traced the contours of his strong jaw, the heat of his skin searing into your memory. his grip on you tightened, his hand moving from your hair to the small of your back, pulling you impossibly closer as he began to lift your dress. the intimacy of the moment was overwhelming, a combination of pent-up desire and the freedom that came with the intoxicating mix of alcohol and desire. lip was still watching from the sidelines—of course, he wasn't watching his brother. he was watching you, the tightness in his boxers waking him up fully.

“take it off, princess,” carl snarled into your mouth, slurring his words ever so slightly. “take the dress off for daddy.” lip mentally cursed himself as he watched, only able to beg the man above to bring this to a halt. he wished that you wouldn't comply, so that he could look away and retreat back to his room, but when he heard you giggle, he knew there was no going back.

you pulled the dress off your head, discarding it onto the floor, leaving you in nothing but a bra and thong. carl groaned at the sight of you, feeling the way his jeans only grew tighter and tighter, but he wasn't the only one losing his cool.

from the sidelines, lip whispered a quiet “fuck,” under his breath as he admired your curves, all of you. you were the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen, and he couldn't do much about it. the only thing he could do was quietly pull his pajama bottoms down, along with his boxers. he quietly hissed at the cool air caressing his bare cock, but he couldn't resist himself. he needed you to take care of his urges.

“all mine,” carl groaned as he pulled you in for another aggressive kiss. he groped your tits with a force that was bound to bruise you, exploring your mouth with his tongue. your bra came off in an instant, bare tits now free to hang right under his chin. he switched positions, with him now practically on top of you, but your back pressed to the kitchen drawers. “need you so fucking bad.”

lip watched you from an amazing angle, his spit-slicked hand stroking his cock in slow, agonizing motions. he watched you from the side, admiring the way moans passed your lips, tits bouncing with every move. he licked his lips, stiffling grunts as he jerked himself off.

carl's hands roamed your body, groping everything he could touch. he left a trail of kisses down your stomach before sliding your panties down with his teeth. “jesus fucking christ,” he practically moaned as he admired your pussy. “dripping all over the fucking floor.” his words only fueled lip's experience, and he was right, you were gonna stain the tiles with your slick. you whined as his hot breath fanned your core, lips leaving faint kisses along your inner thighs before his tongue began prodding your clit. “can't help it, daddy,” your fingers tugged at his blond locks, pulling him in closer with a groan of delight. “need you to fuck me so bad.”

lip sighed as your voice filled his ears, spoiling himself by massaging his balls and taunting thebslit of his dick. all he could think about was you—on your knees, helping him out with the same generosity carl was used to.

“you want daddy to fuck you, huh?” you nodded eagerly, pressing one of your bare feet to his crotch and he quickly began undoing his belt. “so needy you can't wait five minutes, huh princess?” you shook your head, desperate sounds leaving you as you pressed your bare back against the cold wall.

“so needy, daddy, need you right now,” you moaned in response. carl grinned, sliding his bottoms off with no hesitation before crawling back towards you, his lips inches away from yours. he positioned the head of his dick right on top of your entrance, but didn't push in, staying right where he was. “gonna let daddy tear your pussy up, huh?” you nodded, smiling right back at him with nothing but a playful glint in your eyes. “i'm gonna let daddy use my pussy and fill me up,” you both smiled before he pressed his lips to yours, engaging in another passionate kiss.

lip couldn't believe the filth that was coming out of your mouth. it had exposed him to a side of you he never knew existed. the same girl who used to sing liam to sleep, was now fueling his need to cum. his hair stuck to his forehead as he pumped his dick, watching the way your legs were spread, wet pussy shimmering with carl's dick placed on your clit. he couldn't wait to see and hear you get fucked.

“gonna ruin you,” carl groaned as he grabbed his shaft. it only took a second for him to bury himself into the depths of your pussy, all the way from his tip to his balls. you let out a cry of ecstasy, holding onto his shoulders for support. he was now seated on the floor, his back against the counter with you in his lap. “bounce on daddy's dick now, okay?”

you leaned back, moans passing your lips as you arched your back, now bouncing up and down on his cock. you shuddered as you did so, the angle setting off fireworks in your stomach. you sped up the pace, carl grunting as he tilted his hips upward, now meeting your bounces with thrusts. you locked your fingers in his hair, pulling him into your tits. he didn't hesitate to suck on them, marking the fat and biting your hardened nipples. you couldn't help but squeal at the overwhelming feeling of your pussy sucking him in.

“look at you, taking my dick so well,” he wasn't the only one looking at you. lip trembled as he continued to ferociously pump his cock, watching the way you kept bouncing. he watched the way your greedy cunt sucked up his brother's dick, the way your tits and ass bounced along with you, the wsy the counter shook from your brutal movements. he couldn't help himself—he would've given his liver to switch places with carl, for a chance to make you feel good. “you like the way daddy fucks you?”

you nodded feverishly, your bounces quickening in order to match his harsh thrusts. you spread your legs, giving your boyfriend and uninvited visitor a good look at the way your pussy took his dick—the way it disappeared inside you and came back for a split second, the way he was soaked in your juices. you began to whimper, a familiar sensation in your stomach forming. “i can't, i'm gonna cum,” you whined, holding onto carl's legs for support.

he had taken ahold of your hips, now thrusting inside you on his terms. he groaned loudly at the feeling of your pussy sucking him in, refusing to let go. “i'm gonna cum, too,” he announced, but he didn't stop. he didn't stop pounding into you, burying his thick cock until it was slamming into your cervix. he didn't stop until his brain went foggy and your cries were his only source of sense. “doing so good for me, baby, come on. cum on daddy's dick, baby. yeah,” he sputtered out words of encouragement until you were practically sobbing his name.

when you came, lip came, too. he stood in the doorway, his fist in the shape of a tight hole that was no match for you, draining the rest of the cum he had pent up inside him. he came with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, suppressing the sounds threatening to catch your attention. he milked his orgasm dry, getting every last drop that he had wasted on you. he came happily, knowing his last sight was a good one—with you drenching yourself in your own arousal.

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[n3tworksucks]

Hey babe! Could you do like a NSFW alphabet headcanon thing for Carl Gallagher?

Ily🤍🤍

HIII BBY OFCC ILYT🤍🤍 (UPDATED!!)

word count;1430

warnings; nsfw n stuff sooo..... do what you want with that💀(an- i updated it because it wasn't too accurate and it was finally starting to bother me so i hope i made it a little more accurate😘)

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

he'd probably already have like a towel and water or something so when yall are done he could just quickly clean up then probably cuddle, or smoke and talk or both.

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

I'd say he likes his upper body(like idk how to explain lmao) so his torso and arms and stuff because like he could do a lot with his arms and stuff ;)

and for you, probably your boobs or thighs because he likes leaving hickeys on them and he love going down on you, so I could definitely see him growing some extra love for your thighs, and it doesn't even have to be sexual too, he just loves every part of you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

loves cumming inside, like if you're on the pill or hes using a condom, but if not, I feel like his pull out game if pretty strong, so hed like to cum on your lower stomach or back. and for you, he'd love it if you came anywhere lol, like him just knowing he made you cum just makes it better.

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

I feel like he'd wanna talk to his friends about his sex life not necessarily to brag. but also doesn't because he doesn't wanna risk any information getting out and you getting upset or something. but he'd probably tell a little to Ian if the subject came up somehow, but no details.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

oh god do I even have to answer💀? yes he is. I think we all know lol.. but mostly from like research from when he was younger, because he's not a virgin, but he definitely knows how and what to do in general, but the more you go at it, the more he learns your body and what it takes to pleasure you.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying.)

hes got a few for different places, but his mains are missionary but maybe with one ankle on his shoulder, or dogy, and if you have a favorite he'd most likely try it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I mean, not all the time. I'd say 50/50. like there's times where its not a need to be serious but thats mostly the vibe, like it was an important date night or something. then other times like if you're both high or a little out of it then I'm sure there's a few giggles and jokes.

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

doesn't focus too much down there, but he'd probably trim when he feels like it or wants to look nice lmao.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

yess, he loves the feeling of being close to you and to him it feels like it just builds the bond more, like even if its angry sex, he'd still kiss you lovingly and stuff like that.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

sometimes yeah, like you're not able to see each other for a while, he'd probably jack off a few times, but doesn’t wanna do it often because he wants to wait for when you get to be with each other again ;)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

he'd probably be into tying or holding your hands together, maybe a blind fold here and there if you're feeling frisky, and he'd probably be into smoking a joint or something too, like shotgunning.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

mostly the bedroom, but, if you both were horny enough, probably a public bathroom, either in a stall or he'd lock the bathroom door and fuck on the counter. or anywhere, he doesn't care.

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

it doesn't take much, but he's better at controlling now, but what would get him going now is when you'd just physically love on him, like rub his thigh a little, kiss his neck, tell him you love him. if you do all those, he'd probably drag you away from everybody and go somewhere private. and idk why… but I can see this turning him on too, like when you're sweaty and stuff, I think if he thinks of another reason for you to be sweaty, that would probably get him going.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

definitely a no to anything that could hurt you and make you uncomfortable. no knifes, no major rough kinks and stuff, he'd hate to see you get hurt even a little with stuff like that, like wouldn't be too into harsh degradation, and doesn't wanna make you try unless its tears of pleasure.

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

loooves going down on you all the time, like, he gets pleasure out of it too, he gets pussy drunk a lot of the time, but also loves a good blow. but he mainly gives first, knowing you give back eventually.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

if its just normal casual sex, probably at a slight faster speed just because. not rough, but if its special or you both have some time on your hands, he'd go slow and sensual

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

not his favorite, but sometimes you both just need a moment, or just need to be quick with it. he's definitely good at quickies though if you need to be fast.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

he doesn't mind experimenting with things youd wanna try, or something he saw on the internet or something. and he doesn't care about where, like a public bathroom or in a car. in a way he likes the feeling, but doesn’t necessarily wanna get caught.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

oh god, after military school he could probably go forever lmao, but obviouslyat some point there's rest. but I think he could go at least 3+. whether thats in the same time or same day, but i think after rounds, there'd be a break then he'd be back at it.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

now… I think at some point, you both would talk about it, like maybe he ask about it after he passed that one aisle at a cvs💀 but if you did end up using toys at some point, they'd mainly be for you, like a vibrator or something, but wouldn't wanna use them all the time, because he wants to be the only one that can make you feel good yknow?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he'd tease a little, mainly with his words, but even if he was unfair, he'd let you get back at him sometime to even it out.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

if he's on top, he groans more, maybe let's one or two moans out, but its mainly heavy breathing. but if you were on top, he'd moan more, and act more subby. especially if he's he's pussy drunk, he'd moan while eating you out.

W = Wild Card ( a random headcanon)

so kinda back to like how to get him going, I feel like he's sensitive to certain touches and words/tones with you. like only if you're trying to get him going, and he can tell the difference between you being horny and you being affectionate, so if you touche him like that, you know he's sighing, closing his eyes, and leaning his head back

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on under the belt)

I'd say.. about 6.5-7 inches. I'm not gonna go further💀

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

pretty high, but can control his thoughts a little more, and by that I mean from 70,000 times a day to probably more times a day lmao

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he'd wait for you to fall asleep, and even when you're asleep, he'd still probably be awake not doing anything but laying with the love of his life.

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[t0yac1d]

Cameras (Multiple Characters x F!Reader)

I wanna get freaky on camera, I love when we get freaky on camera

Warnings: Smut, teasing, finger sucking, oral (male receiving), the slightest bit of choking

Notes: Just a little something while I finish up some requests, enjoy my loves! Also there's like no fucking way that my story on Wattpad, which contains all of these and more, got removed the other day...I'm losing my mind over here babes.

Word Count: 404

Thinking about how these men would actually be so obsessed and mesmerized by how you look that they just have to record and praise you.

They'll tell you just how pretty you are while also pushing up your skirt, showing the camera your pretty panties while pointing out the wet spot in the middle of them.

They'd push open your legs and tease you through your panties, focusing the camera on your clothed cunt. They'll move their hand up your body, camera following, as they squeeze and grab at your tits.

They'll ask you to take your shirt off while they push your panties aside, one of their fingers playing with your clit. They'd move the camera to focus on your face,

"Such a pretty girl..pretty, pretty, pretty.." They'd mumble, free hand moving back up your body and caressing your face. They'd run their thumb against your bottom lip and tell you to open up for them. You'd take their thumb in your mouth, sucking on it while making eye contact with them through the camera.

Their eyes would dilate and their jaw would go slack. You're just so fucking pretty.

"Wanna put on a show? Wanna show 'em how you suck on cock?"

You'd smile and pull their pants and boxer briefs down in one pull, taking their hard cock in your mouth.

Their moans can be heard clearly in the video. Their hand moved to the back of your head, just resting on top while they watched as you took him in your mouth like the good girl you are.

In all honesty, it didn't take him long before he cumming down your throat and all over your face.

The way you look up at him while sucking on his cock, and the way you give a little smile while doing so just ruins him. You make him weak.

You looked up at him, making eye contact, but not through the camera, no, over it. You look up at him with his cum decorating your face and tongue.

He stopped the recording and threw the camera on the bed. His hand wrapped around your throat and he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. He tasted his cum that sat on your tongue, some of the cum that was on your face spread on his. He loves when you look so messy, face covered in his cum.

"Such a fucking pretty girl."

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[burntb4bydoll]

hi! idk if you still write for shameless but i read ur carl headcanons and omg i loved it

may i ask fiona gallagher & carl gallagher with a short and hot tempered s/o headcanons?

like reader acts like theyre dangerous and shit but they're actually a softie!!!!'''

This is so me honestly

Fiona/Carl Gallagher with a short and hot tempered s/o

Carl Gallagher

•he thinks that your attitude is so hot

•if someone ever picks a fight with you, he likes to watch it unfold. he would watch you from afar while smirking to himself the whole time you tell the random person off

•finds it absolutely hilarious when your seen cussing out a man almost a foot and a half taller than you. They always get too nervous to agree back with you😭

•he doesn’t want you to get into a real fight tho. it doesn’t matter what you’re doing, if you’re at risk of getting hurt he wont let you do it.

•can and will fight someone for you

•but whenever you guys are hanging out alone, suddenly your whole demeanor changes and you suddenly turn into the biggest sweetheart ever

•and he is absolutely eating it tf up

•he will sit with his back against the headboard while you lay on top of him, the whole time you’re cuddling you are subconsciously pulling yourself closer and closer to him

•he likes seeing your (fake) tough personality slowly fade into your real one once you get some privacy. He feels special that he gets to see the real you and no one else does.

Fiona Gallagher

•loves to be the one to break that tough exterior of yours

•although she does find it very attractive

•she lowkey hates when you get into arguments. You tend to get into fights with people a lot bigger than you and it scares the shit outta her

•if the fight does get physical, she’ll patch you up afterwards while telling you how stupid you were acting😭 she’s definitely pissed off about it, but she’ll end up apologizing like 5 minutes later because she felt bad that she called you stupid

•thinks its so adorable how you act all tough but the second she kisses you, you damn near melt

•she likes to tease you for being short a lot, but its just playfully. She actually really enjoys the height difference

•takes so many pictures of you when you’re acting all soft. You’re either cuddling into her side, laying with your face in her neck or standing next to her in the mirror in the morning, just hugging her from behind with your face smooshed again her back.

•her and Ian are secretly conspiring to make you and mickey hang out and become friends because they think that you’re similar to each other

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[charliesgoodboy]

🕷C. GALLAGHER🕷

baby..

could you call me back?

it's so lonely in my mansion..!

─── ˚୨୧⋆ 𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 . . . doja cat ｡˚ ⋆

𝐓𝐖: no nut november(even though it's not november), carl is a lil whiney, reader is 'a 20 is 20' boy, jerking off, sexual fantasies, male leaning reader, fem still welcome of course, more needy than submissive carl

carl gallagher who would laugh off doing this dumbass challenge. his arm slug around your shoulders watching as you made the deal with your friends, "how much you gonna pay me then?" "twenty dollar bill?" "i'm down." the smirk on your face as you clapped your friends hand heading to class as the bell rung, a worried look on his face when he caught up with you. there was no way you were really going to do it were you? it was just a funny little bet between friends right?

carl gallagher who would understand you really were serious about this. you allowed him to kiss you but damn, he couldn't even kiss your neck when he wanted—or even put his hand on your thigh? sure, his fingers would inch toward the zipper of your pants but like said he thought you were playing around. " 'cmon, just for a measly twenty?" "obviously, and didn't you do the same thing?" "getting a piece of my dick cut off for some chick i don't fuck with anymore is absolutely not the same." he would be dramatically offended when you'd push him away he'd even let out a desperate and annoyed whine close to your ear.

carl gallagher who would think about you almost all the time even while you were right next to him. your legs crossed or spread open sitting down while his mind wandered and his face looked spaced out. thinking about how the two of you would be alone his face being almost squashed with your thighs, your hands gripping onto his hair the feeling of his scalp stinging felt good to him. he'd listen to the muffled sounds of your voice his hands on your waist pulling you a smidge closer, your back arching in pleasure with the warm feeling of his mouth around your dick gosh damn he had the tounge of a fucking diety. "carl? man, are you even listening to a word i'm sayin'?" "uh-huh.."

˚୨୧⋆tagging: @gaybitchfx @luvst4rz @secretivemessenger

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[arix565]

carl Gallagher x reader smut

You felt the heat radiating from Carl's body as he ran his hands over yours, the intensity of the moment palpable between the two of you. His lips found yours, desperate and hungry, as he pulled you closer to him. Your heart raced as his hands explored your body, making you feel wanted in a way you hadn't felt in a long time.

His fingers trailed down your neck to your collarbone, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. He moved lower, reaching the hem of your shirt and teasingly lifting it over your head. His gaze wandered over your exposed body, making you feel exposed yet desired.

He moved his lips down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. His hands found their way to the waistband of your jeans and he teasedly unbuttoned them, his fingers brushing against your skin. His hands moved lower, exploring the curves of your body and making you moan in pleasure.

His hands moved further down, and suddenly you felt his fingers slip inside you. You gasped in pleasure as he moved them in and out, faster and faster. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, and before long you were screaming out Carl's name as you experienced the most intense pleasure.

He smiled down at you, satisfaction in his eyes. You felt safe and secure in his arms as he held you close, and you knew that no matter what happened, you would always feel this way when you were with him.

You were lying in bed, lost in a haze of post-coital bliss. Your skin was still tingling from the passionate session with Carl Gallagher, your lover. His strong arms were still wrapped around you, his heart thudding against your back as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

You felt him stir slightly beside you and you turned to look up into his eyes. He leaned down and brushed his lips against yours, his kiss lingering as he moved back to look down at you. He smiled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You're a naughty one, aren't you?" he said, his voice low and husky.

You felt yourself blushing and you nodded, unable to find the words to answer him. He chuckled softly and ran his hand down your body, letting it rest on your hip. You felt your heart flutter as his thumb drew circles on your skin.

"I think you need to be punished," he whispered, his breath tickling your ear.

His hand moved lower, sliding between your legs. You gasped as he teased your sensitive flesh, bringing you closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. You felt your body tense as his expert fingers worked their magic, driving you wild with desire.

With one final thrust, you were over the edge, the waves of pleasure crashing over you. You cried out his name as you clung to him, your body trembling with pleasure. He held you tightly, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as your breathing returned to normal.

He kissed you softly and then rolled onto his back, pulling you with him so that you were lying on top of him. You smiled and snuggled into his chest, feeling content and satisfied.

Carl Gallagher had given you exactly what you needed: a hot and spicy night of pleasure.

#carl gallagher smut #carl gallagher x reader

[gingers-deadbody]

Flawless - Carl Gallagher x Fem! Reader

Request: “Hi I would like to request a fanfic about Carl Gallagher who meets a flawless girl and treats her like princess but fucks her like a whore I don’t know if that’s possible but if not it’s cool”

Requested By: @butterflyqueen2002

Warnings: sex, language, cum (none else that I'm aware of)

A/N: I set this in season 7/8 bc at the time I started it the requester wasn’t specific but she later added onto the plot so just keep that in mind🤷🏻‍♀️ anyways I started this late at night but I was thinking abt it all day in school like omg 😩 I need Carl so bad

A/N pt.2: Btw this migt turn into a mini series with probably 3 parts max

As Carl walked through the halls of school and spotted you at your locker applying lipgloss, he knew he had to have you

If anyone were to look at you, they’d say the same exact thing

You were funny, smart, kind, and so especially hot

All girls admired you and all guys tried to get you in bed. You of course said no to every one of them. That being said, Carl was surprised when you agreed to go out with him. He was expecting rejection if anything.

“Sure, Carl. What time should I get there?” Your soothing voice snapping Carl out of his trance, making him remember he just asked you to eat dinner with him at Patsy’s.

“O-oh uh is 7:00 good for you? And don’t worry about getting there. I’ll pick you up”

“Yeah 7 is good. I’ll text you my address.”

With that, you closed your locker and walked to your next class with your books. Carl stood there and admired you. Everything about you was enticing. You hair, your eyes, your smile-

Carl was suddenly snapped out of his trance yet again by none other than his older sister, Debbie.

“Eww Carl! Stop gawking at her like a creep!” Debbie screamed and hit carl a top the head. Carl winced in pain and held his head

“Ow Debs what the fuck is wrong with you?” Carl yelled at the red headed girl. Debbie smirked. Carl hated it when his family got caught up in his romantic and personal affairs.

“Oops! Looks like I’m late for class. Bye, Carl!” Debbie yelled as she walked down the hallway to her next class. Now the only late one was Carl.

“Oh shit.” Carl ran in the opposite direction to his class.

- TIME SKIP -

It was quarter to 7 (6:45) and you were sitting at your vanity applying lipgloss and adding the finishing touches to your hair. It was nothing special since you were just going to Patsy’s but you still wanted to look nice.

Soon, Carl was knocking on the door nervously and was excited to greet you. He had cleaned up himself and bought you a single rose (or your favorite flower)

“Aww,” you put your hand on your heart and smiled. “Carl, you didn’t have to do this.” Carl handed the flower to you and followed you into your house as you put the flower in a vase of water. “I hope you like it” Carl smiled, feeling proud of himself.

“I do. Thank you Carl” You followed Carl outside and he opened Fiona’s car door and helped you in.

- TIME SKIP -

After the dinner, you and Carl went back to the Gallagher household to enjoy the rest of your night.

When you two got in the house, you were both drunk and stumbling through the quietness of the house, disturbing the peace of the night.

You were giggling as Carl helped you climb up the stairs to his bedroom. Although Carl would never admit it to your face, he did hope that you would like him and his family enough to go out with him on a second date.

“Carl, I’m tired,” you told him as he helped you into his room. “Yes, I know. You can sleep in my bed tonight if you’d like.”

“Thank you, Carl. If you’re okay with it too, you don’t have to sleep on the couch.”

“As long as it’s alright with you, I’m okay with it.”

And with that, you and Carl both fell asleep in each other’s arms, drunk and mindless.

In the morning, Carl had woken up first due to the shifting of your ass against his crotch.

With you shifting and constantly moving against him, it was hard for him not to notice. Carl was starting to get impatient with you so he wrapped his arms around your torso to pull you deeper into him. He started to kiss and suck around you neck in hopes that when you wake up, you be in the mood~

You start to stir and you turn over to see the handsome face that belongs to none other than Carl Gallagher.

“Mornin’ baby” Carl says in his raspy, morning voice that turned you on more than you already were.

“Good morning, love” you press a kiss against his lips and giggle.

Carl moans as you start to bite and suck his neck

"You want to?" Carl struggles to get out as he brings his hand up to the back of your head to massage and play with your hair

"Mhmn" you respond as you're now laying on top of him with both of your hands around the back of his head and taking his soft, curly hair into the grasp of your fingers and pulling your hands back out and repeating the motion until Carl grabs your waist and flips you back onto your back with him on top of you.

Carl places a kiss on your upper lip and pulls back to remove your clothes, stripping you bare for the ultimate pleasure of both yourself and him. Once the t-shirt of his that you had borrowed for the night was removed from your upper half, goosebumps arose from your arms and torso, along with your nipples hardening and standing straight.

Carl leans down to your breasts, kissing and licking each of your nipples and kissing down to your waistline. Once he had reached his destination, he leans up and removes your shorts and panties and throws them onto the floor to join the rest of your recently discarded clothing items.

After you were completely disrobed, Carl had finally taken into account that he, himself, wasn't fully naked either. Given that, he, with the help of you, stripped himself from his boxer shorts to join you in the nakedness you lie in.

After you were both stripped bare, with goosebumps ridden along your bare, soft, skin, he pulled his hands to wrap them around your waist from the back and pulled you closer into himself.

He grabbed his dick (I don’t like the word cock, sorry) rolled on a condom, and aligned it with your vagina, rubbing his tip along your folds.

A grin crept across Carl’s face as he listened to your heavenly moans massage his ears. Finally, he took his dick and slowly pressed his tip into your velvety walls.

Once his dick was finally all the way inside your pussy, he took both of your legs and put them over his shoulders.

He took ahold of your hips and began to thrust into your cunt, hitting your sweet spot. He kept thrusting hard, making you whine and moan against his touch.

As you moaned, Carl could feel himself getting closer and closer to his release.

Carl being the gentleman he is, he wanted you to cum first. Given that, he took one of his hands that was resting on your hip and brought it down to your clit to rub in circular motions.

"Mhmm, Carl, I'm close." you moaned out, voice breathy and slightly higher than usual.

"Me too, babygirl. Go ahead, cum on my dick." Carl kept on rubbing your clit with his thumb, going faster and faster as each word left his mouth.

And with that, you came all over Carl's dick, with him following shortly after, cumming into the condom.

Carl pulled out and threw the condom in the trash near his bed and grabbed the two water bottles he had set next to his bed the night before.

After you two were both cleaned up and calmed down, Carl placed a kiss on your lips and walked you back to your house.

Best. Date. Ever. (cringey, I know)

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oh my gosh, I hate this so much but I promised it'd be out by today so it's whatever.

Please feel free to send in requests and read the Request Guidelines before doing so.

#shameless #carl gallagher #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher x fem reader #carl gallagher x y/n #carl gallagher imagines #carl gallagher x you #carl gallagher smut #carl gallagher x reader smut #carlgallagherxreader

[justagirlsearchingforamuse]

𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 - 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔩 𝔤𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔥𝔢𝔯

summary: you are working with carl and shortly after rush hour, he asks you for a sexual favor and you can’t really refuse a good offer.

pairing: carl gallagher x afab!reader

warnings: smut, semi-public smut, swearing, kissing, and bathroom smut.

“i’d be more than happy to show you a good time if you’re looking for one” he purrs, one side of his lips turned upwards into his signature smirk with nothing pure or friendly about the look in his eyes, a cigarette in between his fingers as his eyes meet yours. carl gallagher. a coworker of yours you’d been working with for a few weeks now, you kept a professional facade whilst working at captain bob’s and despite how much you hated Lori. The bitch would constantly flirt with Carl and harrass him, taking advantage of the fact he didn’t know better and needed the job, she’d favor him and treat him different. but despite how much you wanted to keep your relationship with him professional, there was a charm about carl that most people would fall victim to. but despite how much you tried to keep your professional even if it meant you were rude towards him, you couldn’t deny how he made you feel, the butterflies in the pit of your stomach, or how he’d make you smile and laugh on your work breaks and outside of work.

“for your knowledge, i’m not on birth control so you better have a condom, pretty boy …” a short chuckle exits your lips as you check each stall, making sure at least one is clean before you pick a stall that seems clean enough. your heart can barely remain still and your stomach is light and fluttery with butterflies swarming your stomach, licking your lips, you enter the stall with him right behind you. fuck, your panties were quickly becoming drenched in your juices of arousal, he shuts the stall door and locks it swiftly. it’s pure silence for a moment just until his hands wrap around your waist, bringing your hips towards his, his erect cock eager to get out of his pants, to be inside of you, or to feel the warmth of your lips. a short smile curls upon your lips before a gasp exits your lips at the new sensation of his hands sliding down the front of your jeans, he leaves light and slow kisses against your neck as his fingers move in light but quick circles around your clit.

“fuck~” the curse fell from your lips breathlessly as your body tingles, weak and vulnerable to the way carl moves his fingers against your sweet spot, sending waves and waves of bliss through you, he’s never been patient but seeing you like this, merely weak and panting at simple strokes from his fingers, pride began to swell inside of him. smirking, he suddenly spins you around causing you to gasp as you found yourself pressed against the stall door before his lips swiftly move onto yours, hungry and impatient as he groans against your lips, savoring every little sensation from the kiss. his hands move onto your breasts, groping them through the thin uniform as you both fall deeply into the kiss, but you needed oh so much more. you push him off of you, he lands onto the toilet, you rush to get those pants off as your body was aching for him. he quickly pushes his pants down to his thighs as you moved to straddle his lap, with a playful grin resting upon your lips, your arms wrap around his sturdy shoulders as his eyes gaze into yours. dreamy and clouded with lust, slightly squinted and he had such a pretty face, you break your gaze to take his thick cock inside of you, your fingers are wrapped around it as you slowly move his cock in between your folds, earning a hiss from carl at the sudden and new wet sensation that gushes through him, his heart begins to thump in his chest, and his breaths quickly become ragged.

“fuck, hurry up …” he whispers, a ragged breath following after before a sharp moan is torn from his lips, his cock’s engulfed in this warm silky sensation that washes over him like a tsunami, his thighs tremble as his lips part, short and heavy breaths leaving them. he places his hands on your hips as he leans back a bit, impatient and eager as ever.

“so impatient … trust me, i’ll fuck you real good~” you purr, almost rolling his eyes at you, he’s quickly taken aback by the sudden rolling of your hips as you pried a heavy curse from his lips, as short but heavy waves of bliss course through him, his eyes flutter close as he relaxes beneath you. you roll your hips swiftly and lightly, his thick cock stretches your walls, filling you perfectly as you can’t stop the whimpers and ragged breaths that are pried from your lips. you continue to roll your hips for a few moments longer, adjusting yourself to him, but hypocritically you begin to roughly throw your hips up and down on his cock, making sweet sinful curses fall from your lips as his cock lightly hits your sweet spot, causing a frenzy of sensations to sprout. someone enters the bathroom, a man with a gruff voice, probably older and you quickly notice, your eyes widen for a moment and your movements slow down.

before you can tell or notify carl who was too invested in all the ecstasy that clouds his being, he puts his hand over your mouth, his eyebrows are furrowed as he sits up, throwing and thrusting his hips upwards swiftly, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot and that sensitive bundle of nerves that leaves you a mess in his lap, moaning into his hand at the ecstasy that he gives you, his expression shifts into that of pleasure, his teeth buried in his bottom lip as he tries to silence his heavy ragged breaths that somehow slip out. warm thick waves travel through his body as he roughly thrusts his hips into you, your muffled moans not silent in the slightest as you grind your hips against his lap, desperate to meet his movements. the man’s in the stall right next to you both, just feet away as he takes a piss, you pray he doesn’t notice but your desires and need overcome the possible shame that would wash over you afterwards. spreading his legs further apart, he thrusts his hips into you sloppily and roughly, repeatedly hitting that sweet spot, you’re pratically salivating in his hand. moving your hips to meet his thrusts, it’s just wave after wave of pleasure, it’s unwavering, blunt, and so fucking good. he notices how you’re getting wetter, his cock’s throbbing in the soaking hot that he just can’t get enough of, he notices the man stops pissing and walks away from the stalls towards the sinks.

“kids these days have no shame, do they?” he murmurs, but carl hears it, would roll his eyes if he wasn’t busy fucking you until you see stars, then the man finally leaves and his hand moves away from your mouth as heavy breaths and whimpers exit your lips after, your thighs begin to tremble and your entire body is tingling, throbbing, and fuck you’re so close. he pushes your shirt up to your shoulders, moving your bra to the side, he takes one of your erect nipples in his mouth, lightly sucking on the sensitive nub, your hips erratically buck against his now sloppy thrusts as you inch closer and closer to edge. your hands find their way into his hair, you quickly clutch a handful of his silky locks, his name exiting your lips in desperate and higher-pitched whimpers, your heart could explode in your chest, and the sheer intensity of it all drove you deeper into ecstasy.

he presses himself against you, desperate to be close to you when he finally reaches his breaking point, his nails almost buried into your skin as he helps you move your hips to his sloppy thrusts, his name falls from your lips in a low groan and then it just hits. a heavy yet content moan falls from his lips as a frenzy of bliss explodes inside of him, leaves him breathless and exhausted beneath you. you continue to frantically buck your hips against his now throbbing cock, a series of curses exit your lips before his name falls from your lips in a sharp and breathless moan, you almost collasp on top of him entirely as your thighs tremble for a moment longer and you sit on his lap for a few moments longer, listening to your heavy breaths for a few moments.

“okay … we gotta get back to work. lori’s probably gonna be nosey and questioning where we were …” you say in between your heavy breaths, getting up from his lap as you quickly find your panties and jeans, he pulls up his pants with a long sigh and you exit shortly afterwards with him right behind you. you walk towards the sinks, fixing your hair in the mirror and making sure nothing was too out of place. “um … i was wondering if maybe … we could keep doing this in the future if that’s okay with you?” he asks, leaning against the sink with a slight desperation in his eyes, maybe he was naive to think that a simple fuck could be something more but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t fond of you. “maybe, carl … i just gotta figure shit out before i jump into a relationship but i do really like you carl. you have a good heart …” you answer, your eyes turning to him as you notice a short frown form onto his lips, but he’s hopeful and optimistic of something in the near future with you. you smile warmly at him and exit the bathroom, your stomach flooded with butterflies as you can’t stop the warm smile resting upon your lips.

#carl gallagher #carl gallagher smut #shameless us #shameless #smut #shameless smut

[nikaizkool]

Please 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ yandere carl Gallagher please 🙏🙏

Hed try to talk to you at school but eventually he’d end up knocking at your window. Once you opened it he’d go off on you “I love you y/n, they don’t, I’m better for you. I gave you 50$” even if he didn’t (he’d gaslight you so hard bro)

#carl gallagher #shameless fic #shameless #Carl shameless #carl gallagher smut #Carl Gallagher fluff #Carl Gallagher angst #Carl Gallagher x reader

[voidpetrova]

friends — lip gallagher x reader

and what the hell were we?

tell me we weren't just friends

this doesn't make much sense

☄. *. ⋆

content warnings and genre: swearing, alcohol consumption, smoking, sex, nudity, slut-shaming, arguing, fighting — smut, angst, fluff

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

synopsis: going from the best of friends to the best of friends with benefits shouldn't be a problem—at least, not until one starts to catch feelings for the other

✧.*

the southside streets were a tapestry of dimly lit alleyways and faded dreams. you found yourself perched on the stoop of the gallagher house, a half-empty beer bottle in your hand. the night was alive with whispers of city life, the distant sounds of sirens and laughter merging into a symphony of chaos. the air carried the sweet tang of uncertainty, a reminder that anything could happen in these streets.

lip gallagher, a mix of charm and raw edges, emerged from the house. his presence was magnetic, drawing you in with a lopsided grin that spoke of countless adventures. “fancy seeing you here,” he remarked, his voice a cocktail of amusement and intrigue.

“fate or coincidence, you decide,” you shot back, the corner of your lips curling into a playful smile. this was your ritual, a dance that had become second nature between you two.

he leaned against the porch railing, his shoulder brushing against yours in a way that felt more intimate than accidental. the conversation flowed effortlessly, a rhythm that only the two of you understood. stories of the latest flings and mishaps unfolded, the honesty between you a testament to a connection that ran deeper than the surface.

as the night stretched on, the dialogue tiptoed along the line between flirtation and confession. every word carried a weight of promise and potential, each laugh a step closer to crossing a boundary that neither of you had dared to name.

lip's gaze held a mixture of challenge and curiosity, his words dipped in a shade of daring. “so, what's the most daring thing you've done lately?” he asked, his eyes never leaving yours.

a smirk tugged at your lips, a telltale sign that you were about to unveil a carefully guarded secret. “well,” you began, drawing out the word for dramatic effect, “i may or may not have found myself in a rather intriguing situation with a certain gallagher.”

His eyebrows arched, his mask of nonchalance slipping just a fraction. “oh, really? do tell.”

you leaned in, your breath mingling with his as you whispered your confession. “let's just say, friends with benefits has taken on a whole new meaning.”

his laughter was a melody that echoed through the night, a mixture of surprise and something else that flickered in his eyes. “you're something else, you know that?” the unspoken truth hung between you, the acknowledgment that this game you were playing had stakes neither of you had anticipated. but as the night drew on, the allure of the unknown kept you tethered to the porch, the city's heartbeat matching your own.

it only took a second for him to close the gap between your lips. the kiss was a collision of pent-up tension and unspoken desires, a fusion of emotions that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. his lips were warm against yours, a promise of more to come, as if the touch of his mouth held the answers to questions you hadn't even asked.

the world around you seemed to fade into the background, the distant city noises reduced to a gentle hum. all that mattered was the taste of him, the sensation of his fingers tangling in your hair, his body pressed against yours. as the kiss deepened, so did the complexity of the emotions it unearthed. It was more than just a physical connection; it was a revelation of the layers you'd both been hiding. the hands that had been exploratory in their touch grew steadier, more purposeful, as if mapping out the contours of a future neither of you had planned for.

when the kiss finally broke, you were left breathless, the weight of what had just transpired settling between you like a secret too heavy to bear. lip's eyes bore into yours, a mixture of uncertainty and longing, a reflection of the storm that raged within him. “we should probably go back inside,” he murmured, his voice a low rasp that sent shivers down your spine.

“probably,” you agreed, though neither of you moved. the unspoken words hung between you as he smashed his lips into yours once more, the kiss more feverish than ever.

his fingers trailed along the fabric of your shirt, dipping under the hem as he tugged on it aggressively. you smiled into the kiss, complying as you helped him out, the shirt landing on the floor beneath your feet. the air felt electric, every touch igniting a spark that set your senses ablaze. lip's touch was both urgent and tender, his hands mapping the expanse of your skin as if committing every inch to memory. the porch became a canvas for a connection that had transcended its boundaries, each brush of skin a brushstroke in a masterpiece of vulnerability. as his fingers danced along your spine, you leaned into his touch, savoring the way his breath hitched when you traced the contours of his chest. the unspoken words that had lingered between you now found their voice in the language of touch and sensation.

his lips found your neck, trailing soft kisses that sent ripples of pleasure through you. the world around you seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of stolen intimacy. the night held its breath, as if aware of the gravity of this moment, of how it would reshape the landscape of your connection. “really need this,” he murmured into your neck, his veiny hands finding their way onto your chest, gripping at your boobs with an aggression that made you moan. “had such a shitty fuckin' day.”

you couldn't help but smile as you pushed his hands farther into your tits, giving him all the leverage he needed to grope them harder, unclipping your bra before letting his mouth help him out. “well, what are best friends for?”

he let his teeth sink into your nipples, tongue circling the hardened buds as you shivered under his touch. you were busy yourself, fingers eagerly pulling his jeans down, boxers catching up to them in an instant. you were both bare, nothing you hadn't seen before—but it never got old. his hands traced your toned stomach, rubbing soothing circles into your hipbones before making their way south.

the sensation in his dick became even more unbearable as he ran a sole finger along your slit, picking up all the moisture you had in store for him.

“so fucking wet,” he groaned, admiring the way your sweet slick dripped onto his fingers. “all of this for me?” you nodded in response, your fingers wrapped around his wrist as you pushed upwards, encouraging him to go further. you didn't have to tell him twice, his index finger pushing its way into you, meaty walls clenching in an instant. you couldn't help but moan, his finger long and sturdy, hitting you where you needed it to.

“let's see how well you take them tonight,” he mused, his pace quickening as the tip of his finger brushed against your sweet spot. you find yourself with your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling on his curly locks. he pushed a second finger into you, the burning pain of being stretched out so nicely clashing with overwhelming pleasure. in no time, he had pushed a third finger into you, all three mercilessly pounding inside of you, curling and twisting so that he could prepare you for a bigger treat. “that's a good girl.”

when he slid his fingers out, you whined at the emptyness. he pressed his lips to yours once more, fingers soaked with your arousal. you kissed him back just as hard, just as needy as he trailed his wet fingers up your body, caressing your stomach, tits and neck—before he pulled away, substituting his lips with his fingers. you obliged at the silent demand, swollen lips parted to make way for his thick fingers. he shoved them in carelessly, watching you suck on your own juices to clean him up. he groaned at the sight of you all pretty and desperate for him, he couldn't hold out any longer.

you had your face propped up on your elbows, back arched for him with your ass in his face. he brought down his hand against the meat of your ass harshly, watching it riccochet and bounce back. you mewled at the stinging sensation it left behind as you pushed up against him, eager for another taste. he smirked, knowing you were just as desperate as he was.

when you felt the tip brush past your walls, there was no shutting you up. of course, you've had countless encounters like this with your best friend, and you've seen a considerable amount of dicks in your life—but nothing could compare to him, nothing could make you get bored with him. you let out a cry of ecstasy once he pushed himself in balls-deep, the feeling making you tense up completely.

“so fucking big,” you purred, his hands gripping onto your ass for leverage. “can't take it.” the grip on your ass intensified as he leaned down to your ear, dick pushing into you even deeper than before.

“oh, yes you fucking will,” he argued, hot breath fanning your lobe. “gonna stay there and let me use this pussy like a good little bitch.”

you felt yourself clench around him at his degrading words, a string of disgusting moans leaving your mouth as he fucked you—and he fucked you good. he made sure you felt the way every vein pressed against your walls, the way his tip cruelly slammed against your cervix, the way his balls would slap your ass roughly. neither of you were there to make love—you were there to fuck. you were there to let loose and let go of your stressful issues, and being best friends, you were determined to help each other out.

when he came, he didn't do it quietly. one hand was gripping at the flesh on your ass, sure to leave marks. the other was in your hair, pulling your head towards him while he fucked you, longing to watch how your eyes rolled back at the brutal pleasure. he came with a loud groan, dumping his cum into you, along with the problems the day had in store for him. you followed just a few seconds after, tears rolling down your cheeks as you soaked him, the nirvana positively ecstatic.

“i'm gonna get going,” you breathed out, quick to get back onto your feet after coming down from your high. lip shot you a look as he tucked his elbows behind his head. “no, you're not,” he countered with a yawn. “you're gonna get us some beer and stay over so we can talk about shit.”

the low hum of the room was accompanied by the afterglow of your connection, the air still heavy with the intimacy you'd shared. with a reluctant nod, you slipped into your discarded clothes and made your way to the small kitchen, returning shortly with a couple of cold beers. you settled back onto the bed, the mattress dipping under your weight as you handed lip a beer. the cans clinked together in a silent toast as you both took a sip, the casual gesture feeling strangely intimate after what had transpired between you.

“so, what's on your mind?” lip asked, his gaze fixed on the ceiling but his attention clearly focused on you. you took a deep breath, the words tumbling out before you could second-guess yourself. “you remember that guy from our school, sam?”

lip's eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head to look at you. “oh, yeah. captain of the football team, real dick.”

“yeah,” you confirmed, your fingers tracing the rim of the beer can. “we were fucking for a while, but it kind of fizzled out.”

lip's expression was a mixture of curiosity and concern. “what happened?” you shrugged, trying to keep your tone nonchalant. “just the usual stuff. real small dick.”

silence hung in the air, a bridge between what was said and what was left unsaid before you both broke into laughter. it was your turn to ask, “what about you?”

lip's lips quirked into a wry smile. “my sexcapades aren't as bad as yours,” he took a long sip of his beer before continuing. “well, you remember mandy milkovich?” your heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name, though you tried your best to hide it. it was nothing personal with her, she was just a huge cunt. “oh, yeah. real bitch.”

lip's gaze was distant, as if he were recounting a distant memory. “fucked her longer than i counted for, real intense.”

“intense how?” you couldn't help but ask, your curiosity piqued. he let out a soft chuckle. “mandy's got this way of getting under your skin, you know? we were good together, but then we weren't. she wanted more than i was willing to give at the time.”

the honesty in his voice resonated with you, reminding you that the emotions you'd been navigating weren't exclusive to you alone. as you continued to share stories, both trivial and significant, the barriers that had once separated you seemed to crumble, replaced by a newfound understanding of each other's vulnerabilities.

the hours slipped away in a haze of laughter and candid conversation, the connection between you growing deeper with every word exchanged. it was a respite from the chaos of the world, a haven where feelings could be acknowledged without judgment.

eventually, as the night gave way to the early hours of the morning, the two of you lay side by side, the beer cans empty and discarded. the moment was a tranquil pause in a story that had become increasingly complicated, a pause that allowed you to savor the newfound intimacy that had emerged from the ashes of your casual arrangement.

the morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow across lip's disheveled room. groggily, he rubbed his eyes and shifted, only to find an empty space beside him. confusion settled in as he searched for any sign of you, his mind racing through fragmented memories of the night before.

had you left? or maybe you'd ended up in someone else's bed? of course you left. the thought gnawed at him, igniting an unsettling fire of emotions he wasn't prepared for. lip's fingers brushed against his temple as he attempted to piece together the events of the previous night, the truth feeling elusive.

days turned into a slow build-up of anticipation and anxiety. the absence of your usual banter and casual encounters weighed heavily on him. the evening approached, and you had found yourself at the bar, nursing a drink and trying to settle in for a night of fun you'd been anticipating the past dew days.

as the hours ticked by, a vision of confidence and allure. the room seemed to shift its focus to you, a magnetic force that drew glances from all directions. men couldn't resist approaching, their intentions clear, but their advances met with a firm dismissal.

at the bar, kevin watched with amusement, recognizing the game you were playing. with a sly grin, he intercepted a particularly persistent suitor, delivering a curt “fuck off,” that sent a clear message. unbeknownst to the onlookers, the stage was set, and the tension was building, like the calm before a storm.

the whispers among the patrons painted a picture of longing. it seemed like you were waiting for someone, and in their minds, that someone was lip gallagher. expectation hung in the air like a palpable thread, weaving through the dimly lit space as the night deepened.

as the door swung open, a collective breath held, only to release in a surprised murmur. it wasn't lip who stepped in, but carl, his presence strikingly magnetic. a slow grin curled on his lips, a silent acknowledgment of the role he was about to play.

his entrance was like a bolt of electricity, charging the atmosphere with an undeniable energy. his eyes locked onto yours from across the room, a silent invitation that you couldn't resist. with a smirk, he made his way over, sliding onto the barstool beside you.

“looks like you really showed up,” he drawled, his tone dripping with flirtatious charm. you laughed, a mixture of amusement and anticipation. “you gave me a reason to.”

he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. “good, because we've got shit in store for tonight.”

the double entendre hung in the air, and a shiver ran down your spine. “is that so?” you teased, meeting his gaze with a challenge. carl's hand found its way to your thigh, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. “absolutely, only if you can take it.” you and carl have known each other as long as you and lip have—as long as you and all the gallaghers have. granted, none of you were as close as you and lip were, but carl wanted nothing more than to form a close bond of hia own with you.

the playful glint in his eyes told you he had no intentions of keeping that promise. as the night wore on and drinks flowed, the conversation between you grew more intimate.

“you always knew how to keep things interesting,” you mused, your fingers tracing the rim of your glass. carl's foot brushed against yours under the bar, a subtle touch that spoke volumes. “life's too short for anything less.”

the chemistry between you was undeniable, each word and gesture a part of an intricate dance. his laughter mixed with yours, creating a bubble of shared secrets and hidden desires.

leaning in, he whispered, “you have no idea how much I've been looking forward to this.” your breath caught in your throat as his lips grazed your earlobe. “oh, really? and what exactly have you been looking forward to?”

carl's fingers traced a path along your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. ”getting to know you better. much, much better.“ the words hung in the air, heavy with implication. the bar seemed to fade away as the night deepened, leaving only the electric connection between you and him. the chemistry crackled, a tantalizing push and pull that was impossible to ignore. the bar buzzed with activity, but your focus was solely on each other. With every touch, every whispered promise, the tension between you grew, until it became a force that couldn't be contained.

when he took you home, everybody was asleep. everybody, except for lip, who was nowhere to be found. you chose not to ask questions and ignore the feeling that grew in your chest. you knew he was out elsewhere, possibly in someone else's bed, but you didn't care. why would you? you focused on carl, on the way you were straddling his lap on his bed, your bodies closer than ever. his fingers brushed against your cheek, his touch gentle yet charged with an electric undercurrent. the weight of unspoken words hung in the air, but there was no need for explanations.

his breath mingled with yours, a rhythmic symphony that seemed to echo the racing of your hearts. the chemistry between you crackled like electricity, each touch igniting a wildfire that spread through every nerve ending. his lips brushed against yours, a soft tease that sent tremors of longing through you.

“you drive me crazy, you know that?” he murmured against your lips, his voice a husky whisper that seemed to send vibrations straight to your core. a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth, your fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. “and what are you planning to do about it?”

carl's hands found their way to your hips, his touch possessive yet tender. “i think you already know,” he replied, his gaze holding a promise that was impossible to ignore. the barriers that had once separated you from this moment felt like distant memories. in the dim light, the layers of pretense were shed, leaving only raw desire and the unspoken connection that bound you together.

as your lips met in a hungry kiss, the world seemed to fall away. the sensation of his mouth against yours was intoxicating, a heady mixture of need and vulnerability. your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer as the kiss deepened, a silent exchange of emotions too complex to put into words.

in that moment, you chose to let go of the questions that had been nagging at the back of your mind. the feeling that had grown in your chest, a mixture of unease and longing, was pushed aside in favor of the intoxicating present. you straddled the line between reality and desire, a place where the only thing that mattered was the connection between you and him.

“you gallaghers sure know what you're doing,” you breathed out in exasperation. your body was pressed real tight against his, tits spilling out of the top of your dress against his chest—he couldn't look away. the bulge in his jeans rubbed against your lace panties from under your dress, soft moans leaving your mouths.

after the words left your mouth, he was quick to flip you over. “talking about lip, aren't you?” you couldn't form a response, only being able to nod as he kissed your neck. “he's a real cynic. forget about him, at least for tonight.”

it was easier said than done.

the first crack of dawn filtered through the windows, casting a pale glow across the room as you stirred from your sleep. you were naked next to carl, his arm placed messily against your tits due to the uncomfortable sleeping position. the hushed rustle of clothing and the creak of the bed were your attempt to leave without disturbing anyone, especially carl, but just as you were about to slip out, your heart stopped.

there, standing in the doorway, was lip, his eyes locked onto you with a mixture of shock and anger.

time seemed to stand still as you both stared at each other, a tense silence enveloping the room. then, the dam broke, and lip's anger burst forth like a storm unleashed. his voice was a roar, laughter hysterical, his words a torrent of rage as he accused you of betraying him with his own brother.

“you really couldn't help yourself, could you?” he spat, his voice dripping with venom. “fucking around with carl? are you that desperate?”

the accusation hit you like a punch to the gut, and before you knew it, you were on your feet, a fiery retort on your lips. “don't you dare act like you have any right to be angry, i get to fuck who i want, lip.”

the room became a battlefield, words like weapons as you hurled accusations at each other. the tension that had been building between you for so long finally exploded, the frustration and hurt pouring out in a torrent of anger. objects were knocked off surfaces, the crash of shattered glass punctuating the intensity of the argument. it filled you with fury, how he thought he had any right to be angry at you, despite your agreement.

lip's face contorted in a mix of disbelief and fury. “you think that gives you the right to fuck my brother? to act like nothing matters?”

“nothing does matter,” you yelled back, your voice laced with desperation. “we had an arrangement, lip, and you knew exactly what you were getting into. don't play the victim now.”

the fight raged on, a storm of emotions that neither of you could control. the boundaries you had carefully established had crumbled, leaving you both exposed and vulnerable. the accusations and hurtful words flew like daggers, each one cutting deeper than the last.

“whore around all you want,” his voice cracked as he spit the words out, right in your face. “just spread your poison somewhere else.”

eventually, the anger began to subside, replaced by a heavy silence. panting, your chests heaved as you glared at each other, the residue of the fight hanging in the air like a bitter taste. with a final, seething look, you turned on your heel and stormed out of the room, retreating from the chaos you had unleashed.

as you left the house and retreated back to the familiarity of your own space, a mix of emotions swirled within you. the confrontation had left scars, wounds that ran deeper than the surface. the lines had been crossed, the arrangement shattered, and the tangled mess of emotions was impossible to ignore.

the sun painted your room in gentle hues of gold as you slept, oblivious to the turmoil that had transpired the day before. unbeknownst to you, lip stood outside your window, a conflicted figure bathed in the soft light. the memory of you, peacefully asleep, stirred something within him, a mixture of regret and longing.

he knew he had to make things right. climbing onto the windowsill with a mix of determination and trepidation, he moved silently, careful not to wake you. his eyes lingered on your peaceful face, the lines of your features softened in slumber. his fingers traced the curve of your cheek, the touch featherlight as he stroked your skin. regret and tenderness intertwined as he watched you, his heart heavy with the weight of his emotions. he had to apologize, to make amends for the pain he had caused.

and then, your eyes fluttered open, startled by his presence. the initial confusion in your gaze gave way to surprise and a hint of vulnerability. before you could react, he spoke, his voice a quiet confession.

“i'm sorry,” he whispered, his gaze locked onto yours. “i let my jealousy get the best of me. it wasn't fair to you.”

the sincerity in his voice struck a chord within you, and as you took in his remorseful expression, the tension from the previous day seemed to fade away. you shifted in your bed, sitting up and giving him space to come in.

"i appreciate your honesty," you replied softly, your voice carrying a mix of caution and warmth. "but we can't keep going like this, lip. we need boundaries."

he nodded, understanding in his eyes. “you're right. i messed up, and i don't want to lose you.”

the vulnerability in his admission resonated with you, and you found yourself considering the possibility of something more. it was a risky leap, but the connection between you was undeniable.

with a determined glint in his eyes, lip reached out to take your hand. “i wanna try something different. something real. can we give this a shot?”

the air seemed to hang heavy with the weight of his question, and as you looked into his eyes, you saw a genuine desire for change. a flicker of hope ignited within you, and you found yourself nodding slowly.

“let's take it one step at a time,” you replied, your voice steady. “but we need ground rules, lip. no more secrets, no more jealousy. just honesty.”

he nodded fervently, a renewed determination in his expression. and so, as the light bathed the room, you and lip embarked on a new chapter, one that held the promise of something deeper and more meaningful.

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[melloween-candie]

Spilled 'Paint' [C.G]

Cop! Carl x Painter Reader

Requested // Request Rules

"Ok…what about Cop!Carl x reader and maybe the reader is a painter and wants to paint cop!Carl in his uniform but also nude if that makes sense and it leads to…ykyk?"

Submitted by: @nikkicloudie

A/n - So Sorry for making you wait this long. 😭

Warning! Sexual content, cussing

Word Count: 1,299

[LEMON! 18+++]

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/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

***Y/n's Pov***

"Y/nnn! Can we please be done with this now!" Carl pleaded as he tried to hold still. "We've been at this for HOURS now!" He whined.

"Stop whining and hold still!" I said as I used my hands to visualize the angles. "Art takes time Carl. Remember that-"

"Well- I don't have time..." Carl whined once again. "I have work at 6 in the morning!"

"THAT'S IT!" I jumped out of my seat in excitement. "All this time, I was questioning why I couldn't FEEL this art piece... Until now!" I said as I quickly rushed towards the closet where he kept all his uniforms.

"Quickly Carl! Wear this!" I said, handing him his Police Uniform.

"Wait- have you even drawn anything!?"

"Oh, shut it and just put it on," I said, brushing him off.

He rolled his eyes as he changed clothing. "There, happy now?" He was clearly annoyed.

"Not yet-" I replied. I couldn't help but smirk as I showed him the pose I wanted him to make.

He sighed. "So why are we doing this again?"

"Because Carl. I paint a lot of people and a lot of things for a living, but I have never drawn YOU before, and it just feels wrong to me, as an artist AND as your girlfriend, it just felt wrong."

He sighed once again. "Fine, let's just get this over with..."

Time Skip!~

I sighed- "No, no- this isn't right!" I muttered under my breath in frustration as I erased what I drew.

(In case y'all didn't know- Painters draw outlines before they paint)

"Great- what now?" Carl sighed as he moved into a more comfortable pose.

I pulled my neck collar due to the heat. If you didn't knew- it was currently summer and Carl's ac broke...

"Y/n, please tell me you're almost done." He whined. "I don't want to have to wear this all day; otherwise, I'ma have to wash it again..."

I took a moment to think... That's it!

My face started to form an evil smirk at him- "What's with the face?" He asked. I wasn't sure if he was sweating because he was nervous or because it was hot.

"You know what, Carl? You are right. It would be a shame if you had to rewash your uniform." My smirk grew bigger.

"Uhh- where are you going with this?" He questioned as I got closer.

I pulled on his vest, bringing him closer to me. "You'll see~"

He smirks.

I took his vest off and unbuttoned his shirt. Pulling it off him and throwing it on the ground somewhere. "You know... There's no limit to what art can be." I whispered in his ear as my hands roamed underneath his white shirt.

"I like the sound of that." He smirked as he let me continue to mess with him. I smirked, kissing his neck. I made sure to leave lots of visual hickeys. Then, while I was doing that, I was messing with his hair. And all he did was groan lowly, groping my hips as I 'made art' with him.

I got down on my knees and pushed his shirt up to reveal his growing abbs. I licked them, my tongue traveled up his torso as I pushed his shirt up. Then, when I finished- I took his shirt and threw it on the ground, leaving him topless.

I bite my lips, looking at him as I backed away. I made sure to look so seductively as I did so. To ensure that his eyes won't leave mine.

"Owe, don't tell me that was it,~" He said with that juicy voice of his.

I took off my shirt, revealing my boobs. Obviously, I was wearing a bar. Then I seductively pulled down my pants as I stared at his di*k.

I could already see it poking. He took a step towards me-

"Nope! Stay back~" I giggled as I sat back down and started drawing.

"Wait- was that it?" He asked. Sounding disappointed.

"Depends- If you hold still for me, maybe I might let you touch these bad boys later once I finish." I squeezed my tights when I said the last part. That clearly made him more erect.

Which was great cause that's what I was going for~

Time Skip!~

"Okay, baby~ I finally finished."

"Fuuuc* finally." He growled as he grabbed my hips.

"So do you want to see the painting first or do you want your rewar-" I couldn't even finish my sentence. He smashed his lips onto mine, picking me up in the process.

"Fu*k that painting-" he said in-between kisses. He pushed me against the wall, bumping into my paint stand in the process. My painting ended up on the floor; the painting faced forward, so it wasn't damaged.

But to be honest- I didn't even realize that happened after we finished.

As we made out, I placed my hands on his di*k eagerly. I unzipped his pants as he unclipped my bra, all without breaking our lip contact.

Then he pulled away, panting as he stared at my bare boobs. He groped as he stared into my eyes. I couldn't help but moan.

Then he started sucking my left nipp*e. I held onto his hair as I moaned his name. Then he switched to the other one. Doing the same thing he did- licking, sucking and biting.

As he played with my boobs, his free hand roamed down into my womanhood.

He unzipped my butte shorts. He didn't even waste a second to pull them down. And now he was staring at my last panties. I was completely soaked.

I placed my finger in my mouth as I moaned. "Carl~"

He smirked as he slowly pulled down my panties.

Fuuuck

Then he placed one finger into me. God, how it made my knees shake. He pumped slowly as he used his other hand to free his di*k.

He matched the same speed he used on my pussy to his di*k. Slowly jerking is both off... "Fuuu*k Carl, stop with the teasing!" I whined.

He smirked. "Say please."

I rolled my eyes out of frustration but did as he said.

And soon after, he had me up against the wall again. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he wasted no time putting it in me- GOD, it felt Goood~

He didn't even bother going slow. He was pumping it in me, GoOd~ just the way I like it. And soon enough, we reached our climax. It was probably our best one yet.

I giggled. Standing up on my own two feet. I thought we were done, but apparently now-

"Now, where do you think you're going?" He asked seductively~

"Umm- to go wash up?" I said in-between breaths.

He laughed in a low husky voice. "Ow no- we ain't done yet." He said as he started walking towards me slowly. "I told you I didn't want to get my uniform, sweety, but no, you didn't listen- so now that it's dirty, we might as well continue?~" he smirked as he pinned me to the floor. Which at the time, I didn't realize I was right next to my painting...

This went on for HOURS. And when I said we made a mess- WE MADE A MESS.

"Fu-ha..ck. that-ha was the best one yet!" I said in between breaths. My hair was all messy and wet now... Sh*t, I couldn't even remember what time it was anymore. It was already pitched black outside... But that wasn't my problem- my problem was right beside me...

"Oh, Fu*k! Not the painting!" I whined, picking it up... It was now currently covered with cum-

"Carrrllll!"

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[n3tworksucks]

Hi! Do you write Carl Gallagher smut? (Or for him in general?) I recently started watching shameless, but the fandom kinda died down it seems.

Ily 🤍🤍

YESS I DO! IM CURRENTLY ONLY WRITING HEADCANONS THOUGH BECAUSE I FIND IT EASIER TO WRITE! BUT YOU CAN REQ SMUT HC ANYTIME🤍🤍

#carl gallagher #carl gallagher hcs #carl gallagher headcanons #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher smut #carl gallagher x reader smut

[burntb4bydoll]

OMFG IM SO PUMPED RN THAT I FOUND OUT U WRITE FOR SHAMELESS OH MY BIGBANG THEORY SAAAAAAHW HWDVAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

pLeaSE WRITE WHITE HCS FOR WHITE BOY CARL MY LOVE WITH A MALL GOTH GF (SOME NSFW TOO IF YOURE OKAY WITH THAG)

but fr im so happy and so stunned that my fav writer and BESTIE POO POO POOKIE BANANA BOO BOO BABY BEAR is writing for SHAMELESS ILYSM

UGH WHITE BOY CARL WAS MY FAV THE FIRST TIME I WATCHED THE SHOW (hes still one of my top 3 favs tho!!)

Carl Gallagher with a mall goth gf headcannons

•honestly he really never thought that he would be into a goth girl

•UNTIL he saw your fine ass

•he was so confused with his own emotions😭

•and he was lowkey scared to talk to you (he would never ever admit that tho) but once he finally got the balls to do it, he asked you to hangout and much to his surprise, you were super cool to talk to!

•once you finally start dating, he is absolutely gonna brag about you to everyone.

•beats the FUCK out of anyone who says something mean about you. He would never let anyone say shit about his girl🤭

•no one really messes with you guys tho💀 they are scared of Carl for obvious reasons, and they are lowkey afraid of you too

•he would go fucking feral if you ever wore something that showed your thighs

•spends about 95% of the day thinking about shoving his face between them😇

•and he definitely acts on those thoughts

•LOVES LOVES LOVES LEAVING HICKEYS ON YOUR CHEST

•hes so proud that your his girlfriend that he wants everyone to see that hes the ONLY person who gets to leave thos marks on you

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[arix565]

carl gallaher x trans male reader

Carl Gallahers, a charming and adventurous soul, had always been an integral part of your life. Growing up as childhood friends, you and Carl shared countless memories and shaped each other's lives in unimaginable ways. As fate would have it, you recently discovered something new about yourself: you are a transgender individual. Having always known you as their loyal friend, Carl embraced your journey with unwavering support and love. With genuine kindness and a deep understanding, Carl navigated your transition alongside you, offering a safe space for vulnerability and growth. Together, you and Carl shattered societal norms, proving that true friendship knows no bounds. In the midst of transformations, your bond remained unshakable. Carl's ability to see beyond the surface and appreciate the essence of who you are made all the difference. Through highs and lows, laughter and tears, you can always count on Carl's unwavering support and unwavering love. Together, you continue to write the chapters of your lives, fostering a friendship that transcends labels and embraces the beauty of true connection.

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[gingers-deadbody]

The Girl (Technically) Next Door - Carl Gallagher x Fem! Reader

Part One: Getting High / The Start

Part 2 & 3

Carl is my best friend. He we all sorts of dumb shit together. What can I say? I grew up (technically) next door, with the Gallaghers. I'm Kev and V's oldest daughter,

Y/N.

Most nights I sleep at the Gallagher's, in Carl's room. I don't mind sleeping on the floor but he insists I sleep on his bed. Everyone says it's because he has a crush on me, but he always denies it when I confront him.

Last night, I slept in Carl's bed with him. Now it's Friday morning.

C- "Hey Y/N. Ready to leave for school?"

Y/N- "Yea, just give me a sec."

I rushed out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the breakfast Fiona made on the counter.

Fiona and I are very close. Mainly because my mom and her are best friends so we've always got along.

Carl, Debbie, and I all start in our walk to school. Me in the middle, Carl on my left, and Debbie on my right. Carl wraps his hand around my shoulder and I smile at him. Debbie pretends to gag as I chuckle at her actions.

D- "Oh get a room"

Carl smirks at me and I blush. I also have a crush on Carl. I kinda always have. I don't want to ruin my relationship with the Gallaghers tho. My family is very close with them so it would be so awkward if we broke up.

Soon, we arrive at school. Carl and I go to our locker which are right next to each other.

C- "Who's your first period?"

Y/N- "Math with Mrs. Peterson. You're in my math class." I say as I roll my eyes knowing that he knew.

C- "Oh, yea. Right" Carl blushes

After math, I have ELA (English Language Arts) and Carl has Science. We part our ways after saying our friendly 'I love you' partings.

ELA lasts two periods so after ELA is lunch. I make my ways to my locker and Carl and Debs meet me there.

D- "What's for lunch today?" Debs asks sarcastically, knowing that Fi made us all the same thing, a PB&J.

"Same thing as always" Carl and I say in unison. We do that sometimes. I guess when you grow up with a Gallagher, you learn that they're way more predictable than they seem.

Carl, Debbie, and I eat our lunch while we talk with a few other kids. We don't talk about anything important, just stupid shit kids in our neighborhood do.

After lunch, we finish off the rest of our classes and make our way home. Tonight, Carl was staying at my house. Sometimes, when Carl and I stay at my house we sleep on the floor. Other times the sofa or my bed. Dad gets weird about Carl staying over but Mom always tells me to be safe (in case we DO do anything) and she tells Dad to relax.

After dinner Carl and I head up to my room. We watch a few movies at first. Just stupid cringey movies that we both enjoyed during our childhood. Then Carl asks if I have any weed.

C- "Got weed?"

Y/N- "Kev probably has some in his room. I'll go check. Come with?"

C- "Sure." Carl responds and we're on our way to Kev and V's room to search for Weed. First I make sure that they're both downstairs. Probably banging but the more distracted they are, the better. After we find out that they're both downstairs, we sneak back up the stairs and go into their room. I search a few drawers and soon find our prize. It's already rolled and Carl has a lighter so we go back into my room and light it. Me first, then Carl and we go back and forth for a while without saying anything. A few seconds pass and suddenly Carl has his lips on mine. My heart is racing and my face is hot and red. I'm confused, wondering if this was just the Weed making him act up like this. Either way, I loved it. I quickly began to kiss back and after about 2 minutes pass I come up for air.

C- "Sorry about that. I just had an urge-"

Carl is soon cut off by my lips back on his. As he starts to kiss back, my hands sneak to the back of his neck and his go to my waist. This time, Carl is the one coming up for air.

C- "Damn, I didn't know you were that good at kissing"

Y/N- "Comes in handy I guess"

I say awkwardly before picking the blunt back up and soon passing it back to Carl.

C- "This might just be the Weed talking, but if you want,"

Carl cuts himself off and pulls a Condom out of his back pocket. I nodded so fast I embarrassed my self so damn much. Carl jumps on top of me and we start making out. I take off my tank top and sports bra as Carl takes off his T-Shirt. We continue to make out until I decide to flip us over making me top him. I take off his pants and he takes off my shorts as I roll the condom onto his length. Then, Carl flips me over and lines himself up.

C- "Ready?"

Y/N- "Y-yes"

I stutter because I'm nervous. I thought it was sweet Carl was asking tho. A lot of people think that Carl is a rude or mean person but once you really get to know him, he's actually really sweet and kind. To me at least.

Carl pushes himself in as I hold my breath. It hurts for a few minutes and Carl holds still. When I tell him it's ok to move, he start thrusting, fast. If we were on my bed, it would be shaking and hitting the wall causing mom and dad to hear. I was so thankful that we were on the floor.

Very soon, we both finish and throw the condom out, get dressed, pick the blunt back up, and go back to smoking like nothing happened.

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This sucks sm but whatever

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