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yamikawas · 1 year
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Yoomtah follows you and is sometimes who sends you these loveletter asks because she knows how much you love them and wants to show her undying love for you in any way she can
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HI IM ANSWERING THESE 2 AT ONCE TO SAVE BRAIN ENERGY ANYWAYS
WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YOOMTAH IF UR READING THIS HI SEND AS MANY LOVE LETTERS AS U WANT I LOVE ALL OF THEM EHEHE<3<3<3ALSO CUTE OF U TO HAVE A DATING SIM OF ME U CAN GO ON A DATE WITH ME FOR REAL IF U WANT THO<3<3<3
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rowarn · 4 months
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I just know that after that night, Victoria tried to call ONCE. Why once tho? Because Simon answered the phone in the middle of a very intense session, whispering in reader's ear to moan louder for him. After she heard the loud noises and Simon's soft voice she never tried to call him again.
simon riley / reader — set in the please love me universe!
fucking while on a call, jealousy, creampie, possessive!reader, vocal!simon <3
you were completely lost in pleasure, eyes rolled back in your head with simon's large body blanketing yours. your hand was clasped tightly in one his as he rutted his hips slowly and deeply, making sure to angle his hips just right so he could hit that sweet, gooey little spot inside you that made your entire body shiver with pleasure.
simon was obsessed with forcing your body to show every bit of what you were feeling. holding you down so you couldn't do anything but twitch and shake, forcing you to look at him so he could see the way your eyes filled with tears when he hit a little too deep.
he's slowly working you up to your 3rd orgasm of the night when the spell between the two of you is completely broken by the shrill ringing of his cell phone on the bedside table.
both of you freeze. it's not the ringing that comes when someone from the task force contacts him. the two of you share a brief look of confusion before he reaches over and grabs the device off of the night table.
you could see the second his facial expression changed and a sense of alarm rushed through you.
"what is it, si?" you ask, tugging his hand down so you could see his screen.
the number was immediately familiar to you -- it was her again. victoria. her name burns as it goes through your head.
to your horror, simon slid the call button over and answered, ignoring the indignation on your face. there's a coy little smile playing at the edge of his lips and you want to wipe it off because it's making you angry.
you can hear her shrill voice yapping away the second he answers, pressing the speaker button and tossing the device onto the bed.
you try to tune in to what she's saying but he starts rutting his hips, grinding his pelvis against your clit while he's got his cock snug inside your gooey cunt.
your eyes roll back at the feeling and you can't help the way you gasp from how good it feels.
"that's it, baby," simon coos, sitting back on his heels so he can bring his thumb down to lightly pet the swollen bud of your clit. the makes you moan louder and you faintly hear her voice from the phone ask, "si? what are you doing?"
hearing her call him that - so familiarly, like she has any claim over him makes you seethe.
simon grins when he sees that jealous flare in your eyes. he thinks it's cute - that you of all people are jealous. don't you know that he's completely and utterly devoted to you?
he pulls out just a little bit only to stuff his cock back inside. that pulls a beautiful moan from you that makes her go silent on the line. she calls his name again, clearly growing more agitated and humiliated.
"c'mon, sweetheart," he coos to you, "hold your legs for me, let me get real deep, yeah?"
you immediately do as you're told, wrapping your arms around your knees and pulling them back against your chest. the position allows him to get even deeper, pressing against that little spot deep inside that makes your toes curl and cries of pleasure rip from your chest.
he starts fucking your properly again, sticky sounds coming from between your thighs from how wet you are. your creamy arousal coats his cock and drips down his balls, making a mess of him all over but he loves it.
"oh! i-i'm gonna cum, si," you squeal, legs twitching in your hold but you don't let go, scared that if you move at all your orgasm will be lost and you'll have to start all over, "j-just like that, please don't stop!"
simon grits his teeth, biting back a moan of his own when he hears how sweetly you beg for him, "i know, baby. i'll get you there, you know i will."
you nod your head, eyes wide but vision blurry as it builds and builds until your entire body is tense. with one little pinch to your swollen clit, you cum with a wail of his name.
"shit. shit!" simon groans, tossing his head back to moan, "fuck, that's it. cum on my cock, cum, baby, cum. oh shit, i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you."
his body falls over yours, face buried in your neck as he fills you up just right, his cum oozing out from around the tight seal your cunt has around his cock. his pace gradually slows before he comes to a stop all together.
he reaches over to grab his phone, panting and trembling from how hard he came. when he looks at the screen, he snickers, turning to show you that the call had been disconnected.
you just hope she stayed around long enough to hear that he loves you and took the hint <3
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bratetteprincess · 2 months
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Okay hear me out.
Luke "Make a mess on my cock" Castellan who's denied reader of 4 orgasms already and now he's sucking on her tits with that face telling her to finally "Cum for me pretty girl" and her squirting so hard she passes out. That's it I'm out.
Also can I pretty please be 🪻anon?
Love your writing so muchhh!
aw ty sm !!! yesyes welcome <3
୧ ‧₊˚ 🎀 luke loved edging his pretty girl. dry humping the cute wet spot on your lacy pink panties n rubbing his tip right on your puffy clit !! all desperate, n panting, n so so close !! -stopping right when you claw at his back :((
but your whines and pout gets you his fingers stuffed in your drooling cunt ! curling n stroking as he eats your pretty moans right off your lips !!… n then the sweet release again fizzles out ! ugh !!
your annoyed n mad !! cus he was edging you?! n everything felt so dizzy to just cum :(
“fuck I know baby I know, poor girl, look at ya’ begging for my cock mhm?”
whys he being so taunting ?! n just laughing to himself when you mewl n squeal-
spreading your plush thighs n roughly thrusting himself into your pretty little pussy ! it’s not like your weren’t wet enough :( cus you were practically dripping down his balls !!
“auh o-oh god! mhm mhm please luke! let me c-um!”
only a few thrusts have your legs shaking around his back :( squeezing n pulsating around cock !!… he’s in fuckin heaven
“s-shit princess, need thrust to edge thrust you more often, f-fuckkk yea?”
“n-no!” his tip rutted against your sweet gummy spot… your tummy tight n warm !! his lips fall on your pebbled nipples- sucking n licking…
“so f-uckin wet when your desperate, ma. auhh fuckkk and god look at these pretty tits,”
being edged made everything so sensitive !! especially your achy n soft tits :((
his tongue flicked n nipped !! your shaky legs spasmed n you sobbed cus it felt like-
“l-luke! mhm! I think I’m gonna pee-” why was he grinning?! n not stopping !! panting n groaning as he fucks up into you-
“just let go, mami. oh fuckkk yea c-um all over my cock pretty girl”
n you cum !! but so so much shakier than usual !! squirting all over his cock n he goes even faster !!
it’s too much n feels too good- n it’s so so wet
your pink bedsheets are all messy by the end :(( but your pussys even messier !! dripping in your mixed clear sweet gloss n lukes thick cum
and he never forgets to tell his sweet girl how good you did as he draws you a warm bubble bath :)) falling asleep in his arms…
୧ ‧₊˚ 🎀
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jarofstyles · 3 months
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Baby, It's Cold Outside
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So basically this was meant to be a shorty, but it turned into almost 9k of cuteness and smut. So happy holidays, my loves! Here is some friends to lovers cuteness and filth <3
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Warnings: Smut
WC- around 9k
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Y/N hadn’t meant to fall asleep on Harry’s couch. Honest.
But anyone who had the pleasure of sitting on the cloud like crimson couch could tell you, it was hard to get out of it once you were in. Harry had to answer some business emails, of course, because as much as she liked her friend, she was well aware he was a workaholic. Lawyer by day, and by night. He had invited a few people over for a movie night but Y/N was the only one who was free- but it was fine. It meant more popcorn and pizza for them anyways- and he had been a doll and ordered her the BBQ Chicken pizza on a flat crust. She got it all to herself as they watched the original claymation of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, which was a classic if you asked her. Her stomach full, she still picked at some of the M&M’s and tried to ignore the little jump her heart gave when their hands brushed. Their thighs had already been knocking together and Y/N had been trying to talk some sense into herself considering she knew there was no meaning to it. He sat close to her so they could both reach the popcorn and share the candies! He kept the bowl balanced on his thigh so she could reach over and get it. Duh. 
But after their second movie, Elf, his phone began to ping. Why, Y/N didn’t know. It was literally 9 in the evening, there was no reason to do so, but when Harry asked if she was okay with him stepping away for a few moments to answer some things in his office, she didn’t make a fuss. No, she continued watching albeit with a slightly heavier heart when 30 minutes had passed and he hadn’t reappeared- but that was neither here nor there. 
She can’t remember doing it, burying her face in the pillow that he had been using and curling up into a little ball on his couch, snoozing away. The warmth of his home was welcoming, and she was vaguely aware that the wind had picked up outside- but she fell asleep shortly after. Firmly planted in dreamland where she was picking blueberries for a pie in the summer. Why that exact dream, she wasn’t sure. What she did know is that she stirred to the feeling of a warm hand stroking her head, soft whispers of her name coaxing her from the impromptu nap. 
“Y/N?” He murmured, sitting next to her with a furrowed brow. Her eyes peeled open and blinked sleepily at him, confusion written in them as she looked over his face and the fact that the TV had the ‘are you still watching?’ notification on the screen. “Hey, sleepy girl.” He smiled slightly before it dropped. Her heart fluttered in her chest from the close proximity and fondness in his tone. “M’so fucking sorry. Time got away from me and before I knew it I was up there for an hour and a half- and m’a shit friend.” He frowned, unaware of the tantrum Y/N’s stomach was throwing from his hand resting on the side of her head. His thumb was brushing right before her ear, the slight sound tickling a part of her brain she hadn’t even known existed. He made her so nervous. 
“Oh.” She said quietly, unsure how to reply. It kind of sucked that he had spent their movie night tucked in his office. Y/N didn’t get to spend a lot of time with Harry lately, his workload picking up, and she had been going on about how good it was to see him for once. The lighthearted teasing held a semblance of truth and Harry could tell, which made him feel pretty shit right now when he saw the slight dejection on his face. If only she knew.  
“I know. M’sorry.” He whispered. “But uh….” his eyes strayed to the window. “We’ve got a bigger problem now.”
This had Y/N sitting up, silently mourning the loss of his hand that had flexed slightly as it fell back to the couch. “What do you mean?” Her nerves shot up, turning to look at the window as well. It was significantly cooler in the house now, her arms erupting in chills as her blanket fell from her shoulders as she got up to look. She’d seen a peek of white, but she hadn’t been prepared to see the truth outside. The blur of snow, piling up high and showing no sign of stopping. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, cursing under her breath. She’d gotten an uber here, but there was no way in hell any would be out right now. “Fuck.” Her tone was a soft groan, pressing the heels of her hands to her eyes. “There’s no way I can get a ride home now.”
“I know.” Harry said back. “But it’s a good thing I’ve got lots of blankets, yeah?” He didn’t want to admit to her that there was something in him that was almost excited that she would be trapped here with him. That the reason everyone else had canceled was the weather, apparently, that neither of them looked into until Harry had checked his phone just moments before waking her up. It was going to snow all night, and all day. Y/N was stuck here, and he didn’t know for how long. 
“Are you sure?” Nibbling her bottom lip, Y/N worried. She didn’t want to be a pain but there was no way she was walking home in this. No way Harry would ever let her either- and it wasn’t like she could ask him to drive her, it wouldn’t be safe. There was no other option other than staying. 
“Course I am. Are you kidding?” He scoffed. “We can just continue watching. I really am sorry- we’ve got this case, the wife is trying to take half the assets.” He moved towards the couch and began to move things back to neaten it up. “We were trying to negotiate but then the PI that the husband hired found the proof of her infidelity, so it changed the case structure completely. I got in my own head, and I apologize.” It was obvious he actually felt really bad about it. Harry was passionate about his job, working with personal injury, divorce, and estate law. It made sense to her considering he was a busybody, and apparently could argue with anyone about anything- she’d seen it first hand with a tipsy Harry and Niall at karaoke night, arguing over the perfect color for those little drink umbrellas. 
“It’s okay, Harry.” She smiled softly. “I wish I could find something to be as passionate about and make my job. M’just stuck at the cafe for now.” She joked. The cafe was fine, she liked her coworkers, but there was no passion there. She did her job, collected her money and went home. 
“You will, love. It’s never too late.” He was always encouraging of her going after her dreams, especially over one drunken conversation about wishing she could do art full time- but Y/N was a realistic person and she had real rent to pay. Being a no-one in the art field would lead to ‘exposure’ work and exposure didn’t pay the bills. She needed to work on it but she was always so tired after work- eventually she would get there, but it was nice to know that someone believed in her. One of her paintings hung over his fireplace, actually, making her smile every time she came over. She painted his cat for his birthday, which had actually made him tear up. That had gotten her a very long hug and a solid appreciation for how muscular he was. 
Y/N decided to help him out, readjusting the blankets and pillows as he brought the now cold pizza and treats into the kitchen. It was then that it hit her- she was going to spend the night at his house, and possibly the whole day tomorrow. Snowed in at Harry’s House. He was pretty choosy about the people that came over, citing that ‘his home is his sanctuary and he needs to protect it’, which she sort of liked. When she was in college, she had opened her home up for a bit for the parties and decided that she wasn’t a fan of a lot of people in her space either, so knowing he felt similar made her feel special. 
“Okay.” He brought out the hard cider. “I’ve got the holiday version and the regular. Both are good, the holiday version is a bit more cinnamon-y.” He held up the bottles, teetering them in his hands. “Which would you like?” 
“I’ll go with regular, please. Too much cinnamon makes me sneeze.” She admitted. “Weird, but even when I get it on my coffee I get a bit sniffly.” It was weird, considering it wasn’t exactly an allergy- but maybe a sensitivity. 
“Oh, shit.” He raised his brows. “Okay, We’ll do regular then.” He handed it over to her after snapping the cap off with his bottle opener. “Don’t need a sneeze storm along with the snow storm.” The poor attempt of a joke made her snort, shaking her head. Harry’s jokes were infamously horrible, genuinely cringe worthy, but he had to have some sort of flaw. No one was that good looking and went away without something. Taking the frosty glass bottle in hand, she blamed it for the shivers- and not the fact his fingers brushed her own. 
“Let’s get started again, yeah? Let me turn my phone off for real this time.”
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The movie watching had turned to more of a movie and chat. Harry sat closer to her than before, claiming it was ‘cold as fuck’ before starting a fire. The room was dim except for the flat screen mounted above said fireplace, his twinkling christmas tree and the comforting warm glow of the flames crackling
“I really am sorry, you know.” He murmured, breaking her out of thought as he let his fingers play with the ends of her hair. Harry had been a bit more touchy tonight, she noticed. She was trying not to let it be known how much it actually affected her. She’d managed to keep her little crush under wraps for months now, and she didn’t want to slip up. It was hard not to, especially after they’d kissed on halloween. It was a dare, of course, everyone tipsy as shit, but it had done something to her. Their costumes accidentally ended up matching, so it was pushed and she didn’t mind. The girl had been so sure she was immune to Harry’s hypnotic charm, but the kiss had been… really fucking good. It wasn’t something that was rated R, but she got a bit of tongue from him, his hand cupping his jaw carefully enough to not mess up her makeup, and the length… If she had been a bit more drunk, she would have pulled him back for more. Since then she’d been a bit fucked. It was both fortunate and not so that Harry got a lot busier at work after that. 
“What for?” She asked, giving him a questioning look. Harry had already apologized for taking so long and it wasn’t something she was still upset about. Not with her body buzzing and heating up with him so close to her. 
“I’ve been kinda selfish. Forgot to ask more about you.” He frowned. “We’ve been a gossipy bunch tonight but.. You’ve been holding out a bit.” He teasingly tugged her hair. It was hard to keep her shiver from that hidden, as she really liked the feeling. “Remember you told us you’d been seeing someone. How’s that going?”
Y/N was confused for a moment. What was he talking about? Y/N hadn’t gone on a date in months. She wracked her brain, trying to place what he was talking about- when it hit her. Not too long after they’d kissed, Bradley had opened his mouth and asked Y/N about the date she had been on with his friend. Someone she had been set up with, and definitely didn’t like. Her nose crinkled as she shook her head. 
“God, you remember that? It was awful.” She said in distaste. “We went to like.. Two dates. The first one and then the second one only happened because Brad kind of pressured me into it.” Her eyes rolled, still annoyed at her lack of a backbone when it came to hurting people’s feelings. She’d been really trying to work on that. The whole putting yourself on the line just to ensure other people are happy and god forbid you hurt someone’s feelings thing.
“Pressured you?” Harry’s fingers paused in her hair. “How do you mean?” She could see it in his face, his irritation rising. One of the things she liked the most about Harry was how respectful he was towards women. It was a hard thing for some men to conceptualize, apparently, but Harry naturally knew how to be a decent human being. It said more about other men than him. 
“Well.. After halloween I told Brad I wasn’t feeling it with his friend when he asked me how it went, but he told me how much his friend liked me and I shouldn’t give up on it so quickly. Give him another shot. And then I was a stupid baby and decided to put the random man’s feelings above my own, and it was a second sucky date. I mean, there wasn’t anything inherently wrong with the guy. I was just bored. He just wasn’t my person, y’know? I felt bad wasting his time and giving false hope.” Her lips twisted in a grimace. It wasn’t a thing she was proud of. “But yeah, I know you’ve been busy lately. Though I would have thought Brad would have told you when you guys worked out? You two love to gossip like old hens.” She knew they met up every week.
“Yeah. I would have thought so too.” He said, something underlying in his tone that she didn’t quite get. “He uh.. He told me that you guys still saw each other occasionally, though?” He looked thoroughly confused which in turn, made her even more so.
“I mean, yeah. Kind of? He comes into the cafe and we’re friendly enough. I ended up telling him after the second date that I wasn’t seeing it go anywhere but I’d like to be friends. I’d say we’re more acquaintances than anything else, but he’s got a girl he’s seeing. I served them the other day.” Y/N wasn’t sure why Harry looked upset, almost annoyed at the information, but she was going to find out. “I’m sorry, are you okay? You just look annoyed, is all.” She tried her best to be soft about it, but she had no idea why on earth he would be annoyed about what she just said.
“No- no, s’nothing you did.” He assured her, rubbing over her back once he realized she was taking his expressions personally. “It’s just- he kept saying you guys hit it off and made it seem like… like you were taken by him. I dunno why he’d do that when…” He paused, shaking his head. It confused her even more, unsure as to why Brad would do that either. What did he have to gain by lying- or stretching the truth?
“When, what?” She asked. What would be in it for him?
“I don’t want t’make it weird, but he knew I was plannin’ on asking you out after Halloween but… he told me you and his friend had hit it off.” He stiffened slightly. “I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable, it’s water under the bridge, but I’m just a little upset that he lied.” 
Y/N’s stomach dropped. 
“He did what?” 
“Yeah, I’m not sure… what the motive for that was.” He scratched the base of his neck uncomfortably. It was obvious he hadn’t necessarily wanted to divulge that information to her but she was really fucking glad he did. 
She was also angry. Brad knew damn well Y/N and his friend didn’t hit it off and he had told him, albeit politely, straight to his face. It pissed her off immensely if he was being honest. It only made her hypothesis more glaringly correct the more she thought about it, but it wasn’t her place to tell Harry that Brad most definitely had a nasty, big crush on him as well. It was hard not to have one on him, having fallen victim to the Styles Charm herself. 
“I don’t either but… No. M’single. I have been for months.” She admitted, not sure if the feeling in her stomach was caused by the alcohol, the anticipation, or the revelation. “I would have said yes, by the way. If you’d asked.” Finding the nerve to meet his eye, she was taken aback at the pure green mixed with a splash of oceanic blue. She’d been up close before but this felt other worldly. Knowing that he was planning on asking her out in any capacity had the feeling in her stomach intensify, looking into eyes that were so pretty it shouldn’t be allowed. 
“Yeah?” He asked quietly, the air stilling slightly in the room. He was looking back just as intensely, just as intently, making her body react in ways she hadn't felt in a long time. Giddy, like a kid on christmas from the revelation. “Well… I feel a little silly now. Should have just asked you myself. But… he said you were happy and I didn’t want to intrude on that but it was hard t’be around and not want to tell you so, I kinda buried myself in work for a bit. I didn’t want to be a miserable bastard, like some child who had his toy taken away, but I felt sad that I’d missed my chance.” 
The frown on his face made Y/N want to coo. He was so, so sweet. This man. He was incredible, wasn’t he? So human, but honest. Admitting his honest feelings to her despite them being potentially embarrassing. Y/N took a bit of his confidence in tow as she replied to his words, still anxious but knowing that if he could, so could she. 
“I missed you. Was sad you stopped coming around.” She rested her hand on his shoulder. There was a new energy, a static between them that she could feel on her fingertips. “It wasn’t silly, though. Your feelings are valid. I understand. I’d probably be a bit hurt if I had a great kiss with someone and then found out they were supposedly seeing someone else not long after. It’s an icky feeling.” Y/N truly couldn’t blame him. She could blame Brad, though. She would. 
“Yeah, but I should have… I dunno. Something felt off, I should have trusted my gut as you like to say.” He teased lightly, moving his hand up to the side of her neck. “But… ‘great kiss’, huh?” His raspberry lips, still wet from his sip of beer, turned up in a smirk. “You thought so? How great was it, really?” 
Y/N could feel herself flush. God, she had been speaking truth so it hadn’t crossed her mind on how she worded it but somehow, she wasn’t regretting it. If anything, she felt a bit of relief, though his teasing made her flustered. “Stop.” She pushed his shoulder. “I was just- I was just saying.” She grumbled, eyes falling from his back to his curled mouth. She remembered just how good it felt against her own, how his hand had tightened on the back of her costume and urged her closer while the other had delicately held her jaw. A gentle, commanding presence. A will she was willing to bend to. 
“Oh, don’t look away, sweetness. M’just teasing.” He cooed, lifting his knuckle to bump her chin back up. “Look cute when you’re embarrassed though. It’s sweet.” His confidence seemed to rise again at her words, which relieved her slightly. At least one of them was feeling it. “For the record- it was a really, really great kiss. S’part of why I wanted to ask you out, hm? Wanted more of that. You’re such a sweet little thing. Always so kind to everyone, maybe a little shy but… s’cute.” Laying on the praise was making her feel like she was boiling, a shy mewl leaving her mouth as she went to divert her eyes again but was interrupted by his hand. 
“No more of that. Let me see your pretty eyes when m’talking to you.” It was like he had shifted, making her eyes widen. Her body wanted to respond, blinking rapidly before nodding at him slowly. “Good. Can’t believe there was so much wasted time. M’gonna have words with Brad later, but I don’t think we should wait much more. Do you?” his thumb brushed her bottom lip, making her thighs want to squeeze together. This was a side of him she had only seen the tiniest blip of when they kissed, but god, did she like it. Her body hanging on to his words. 
“N-No.” She tripped over the word. “How d’you mean?” The tone was breathless, still in awe of how the situation had shifted. How his hand held the back of her neck and his hand kept her chin up so he could see her eyes. They hooded slightly, tummy twisting in anticipation. He was close, much closer than she had originally thought, and holding her face in a similar fashion to their first kiss. 
“Shouldn’t wait to do what we both obviously want. I’d like t’take you out when we’re able to get out of the house, but we were held back because of some lies… and I had a lot planned for us all from that one little, really good kiss.” He murmured. The side of his face was illuminated by the roaring fire, the movie fading into the back of her mind as her eyes searched his face. “It’s been hard to be around you knowing what this mouth tastes like and knowing the pretty little noise you let out when I went t’pull away. Didn’t even want to but you seem to forget to breathe when you’re being kissed, silly girl.” He chuckled under his breath. 
“Only with you.” She whispered. It hadn’t been something she meant to say out loud but seeing his smile was worth it- even a tiny bit of a blush if she was seeing correctly. He was stealing a bit of her brain power, she thinks, but at this point she didn’t mind. Harry could take over and she would happily follow. 
“Yeah? With me?” He taunted, leaning closer and feeling his nose brush hers. It was cooler than his own, the fire only now starting to heat the room up- but he wanted to keep her warm in another way. At her nod, he let out a sigh. “So can I kiss you again? It’s all I can think about, y’know. When you’re around. Been dying to kiss you and even more. Such a sweet thing, y’are. So good to me. Make me laugh, make me smile. Was gutted when I thought you were with someone else. I’ll tell you a secret.” his thumb brushed her chin again, close enough that his breath could be felt against her lips. “It drove me mad, thinking about you with some other bloke. Someone who I know can’t make you feel half as good as I can. Can’t treat you like the perfect thing you are. Proper princess, aren’t you?” 
Y/N was hanging on to his words, nodding along. She always wanted that, wanted to be treated like she was a diamond. To be delicately handled when need be, spoiled with affection. Harry had that quality to him, a man who could take care of business but also come home and dote. At least it seemed that way. She had to imagine him after work, suit jacket strown against the side of the couch and his tie undone, glass of bourbon in his hand. Imagine climbing in his lap and pressing kisses to his face and watching the tension in his body melt away. Let him take out his frustrations on her body instead of letting it fester on his own. 
“I can be.” She replied, leaning into him. “I’d like it, a lot.” It felt hard to come up with the right words to express how she felt, how much she genuinely felt the urge to just jump on him- but he beat her to it.
Buttoning their lips together, he scooted closer to her and held her jaw tenderly. Touching her in a way reminiscent of the way he had before, she was stiff for a mere moment before melting into his touch. He was warm, much more so than her, and the blanket that had been thrown over his lap shifted so he could get closer to her. Y/N followed suit, lifting her hand to his chest, palm down on the heated shirt. His heart could be felt thumping away underneath her grasp, cluing her into the fact he was just as worked about about it as she was. 
When he pulled back for a second she let out another whine, though the air felt good in her lungs. It was hard to breathe when he was kissing her, not wanting to waste a single second of the experience. Her brain was a loop of his name, not thinking about the oxygen she needed. Now she was needy, knowing that her feelings were returned in a way. She whined again as he halted her from going in again. “Breathe, sweetness. I’ll keep kissing you, but you’ve got t’remember to breathe for me.” His voice was hypnotic and he had all the control. Y/N willingly let it go. She wanted to give it to him. 
“Sorry.” She peeped. “It’s hard.. Hard to think.” There was nothing but honesty in her tone, making him want to coo. Y/N was so precious, it hurt. Harry loved that he had this effect on her. The girl was putty in his hands, marshmallow fluff seeping between his fingertips. He hadn’t gotten to see this side of her before and he loved it. Being a man who was in charge most of the time and thoroughly enjoyed it, he loved that she put her trust in him and made herself malleable. 
“Mm? S’hard to think when I’m kissing this pretty mouth?” He smiled, “Good. You don’t have to think. I’ll take care of you, sweet thing.” He brushed hair off her face before sitting back on the couch. “Come sit on my lap, darling. Don’t worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He was taking the reins now, and Y/N eagerly followed. Clambering onto his thighs, he had shucked the blanket to the floor and let her warming body settle on top of his. Her body melting into his lap, she clutched his tee shirt before surging back in and connecting their mouths back together.
Y/N was needy in a way she hadn’t experienced before. One of her hands slipped into his hair as he returned the kiss with matching fervor, sliding his hand down her waist and pulling her in so she was pressed against him. Breasts against his chest, the plushness of her body making his fingers dig a bit deeper as he licked into her mouth. She was his willing accomplice, his sweet escape as she mewled softly against his tongue. This was even better than their first kiss, in the privacy of Harry’s home where she could let herself go fuzzy. She’d known him long enough, trusted him, pined after him- Y/N was ready and willing for him. Spreading her thighs over his lap further and making sure they were touching in every single way possible. 
A noise she wasn’t familiar with left her throat, a little grumbly moan as he sucked on her tongue and pulled off before taking more. She hadn’t been kissed like this before, her body burning as it got heated rather quickly.The revelation of returned feelings, the pining they’d silently been doing, the kiss they’d shared that haunted them, the desperation to make up for lost time- it all was a perfect concoction to the perfect storm. Hand sliding over one another, revving up the neediness as she slowly began to shift in his lap. Rolling her hips. A dangerous but necessary move. 
“Careful, Darling.” The warning was mumbled against her mouth. “M’burning for you. Keep rubbing yourself against me like a little kitten and m’gonna take care of it.” All of the pent up neediness was showing itself, rearing its head and spilling over onto the carpet. Y/N would be embarrassed if she wasn’t so into him, and if he didn’t help guide her hips on him. She wanted to be his, wanted to know what he sounded like. She was in awe of how good it felt to just rub up against him. The large hand cuffed around her waist while their spit slicked lips hungrily kissed one another. Harry was unraveling her and he barely had to try. Pathetic, maybe, but he had a strong effect. 
She continued the movement, even going as far to rub a bit harder before she was physically stopped, his hand gripping her chin and tugging her away. It was disorienting, making her whine in sadness, but she looked at him with a bleary gaze ad his thumb wiped at some of the wetness smeared under her mouth. “Need you to tell me how far t’go.” Harry wanted to be sure he wasn’t crossing any boundaries. He needed to. With any of his partners he established those, but Y/N especially. He would weep if he misunderstood and make her uncomfortable. “C’mon, pretty girl. I know you’re a bit out of it, but let me know what you want.” He could feel her squirm on his lap, but a simple raise of an eyebrow made her freeze. 
“Anything.” She whispered. “Anything, please. Just want…” She swallowed, trying to say it properly. “Just want to make you feel good. Want you to want me. S’cold, I need you to keep me warm.” Her tone was a little pathetic, but Harry seemed to enjoy it. Relish in it, actually, with how much she was desperate for it. 
“Oh, sweet baby. Want you regardless of what this body offers me… But if you want me to do anything I want, you won’t mind me slipping these off?” He plucked at the waistband of her fuzzy pajama pants. Light blue with little penguins and snowflakes. “And this?” Her white cropped tank top. Her cardigan was hung over the back of the couch, and he had access to the bare skin of the sliver of her stomach. “Yeah?” He replied to her head bobbing in agreement. “I can see my pretty girl and keep her warm?” 
“Mhm.” She agreed. “Take it off. Want it off.” Her hands tugged at his shirt, making it lift up slightly. It was well known he was covered in tattoos but she wanted it up close and personal. She wanted bare skin against her own, wanted to bite on the curve of his neck and see what sounds he would make. 
“Okay, needy thing.” He laughed through his nose, tugging his shirt over his head to expose himself. Swallows at the collar bones, a dusting of chest hair, the butterfly on his stomach. His arms showing off more ink, his muscles- god, he was good. So fucking hot that Y/N felt herself ruining her panties even further. How was it possible for a man to work her up just from a little kissing and grinding, merely looking at his shirtless form in the way it had for her? “How’s it, hm?” 
“So pretty.” Her voice mumbled, running her hands hesitantly down his chest. Brushing his nipples slightly, making him groan before they reached his butterfly tattoo. “You’re so pretty, H.” It made the man’s ego raise up, not really being called pretty all that often. Sexy, handsome, sure. But pretty was a newer one.
“You’re prettier.” He kissed her jaw, tangling his digits in the hem of her top. What he hadn’t expected was for her bare breasts to be exposed as he lifted it up. The top had a built in bra, leaving little to the imagination to begin with but… god, he was in heaven. Dipping his head down, he kissed the top of her chest before making his way down with sticky kisses. “God, fuck me. You’re fucking gorgeous.” He hissed, palming one of her tits. “Been trying to hard to keep my eyes away from these but, but I keep droolin’ over them. Imagined them covered in my cum, did y’know that?” He worked over the curve of the exposed one whilst squeezing the other. Enjoying the feel of her in his palms. “That’s the only way they could look prettier. Covered in me.” His tongue found her nipple, making her squeak. 
Y/N let out a squeak, moving a hand to his hair as he worshiped her chest. Licking, kissing, sucking, even biting down softly on her nipple before switching sides, letting his thumb brush over her now wet and slightly swollen nipple. Her cunt wept, her clit throbbing as her breathing got heavier and she tried to withhold her noises. She was making some, sure, but it was embarrassing how much wanted to pour from her lips. 
“Don’t hold back from me.” He pinched her nipple harder than before, making her squeal. “Said I wanted to hear those noises, didn’t I? Be good for me.” The slight scolding only made her hotter. Something about the tone, something about Harry having complete and utter control over her body in this way had her panting. 
“Sorry, m’sorry.” She simpered, spreading her legs further on his lap. Her hot cunt needed some relief, desperately. Her clit rubbing against him and the fabric of her now useless panties had her mewling, his mouth sucking harder on her nipple, hungry for it. “It feels so good, I can’t think.” Her words came out almost as a cry. She was obsessed with this feeling, albeit a tad overwhelming. 
Pulling away fro her nipple with a soft pop, Harry licked over his shiny lips before cooing at her. “Who said you need to think, baby?” He stroked her hair, tangling his fingers in it and firmly tugging her head where he wanted it. “My silly girl. Just let me do the thinking. All you’ve got to do is focus on warming my cock so I can keep you nice n’warm too, yeah? Let me take over a little bit.” His tone was intoxicating, the cadence of his speech placing her under a spell. She wanted this, she wanted him to do this for them. “Good. S’time for these to come off. Want to take a peek at that pussy.” He playfully smacked her ass, motioning for her to stand on her shaky legs and let him tug her leggings down. 
“What have you done, sweetness?” He crooned, looking at her panties. “Messy little thing, you’ve soaked right through them.” Nimble fingers rubbed over the gusset of her panties, the warm, wet fabric doing nothing to hide her cunt. The soft pink had gone transparent and sticky, making his cock jerk in his sweats. God, she was exquisite. A complete angel. How had he managed to keep his hands off of her? “Love that you got this sticky for me, baby. Y’like me that much?” 
It was almost humiliating, the burn in her cheeks making her hot but… she liked it. She liked how he was talking to her, sweet but a tiny hint of condescending to it. It wasn’t something she knew she liked until this moment- perhaps it was something she just liked with Harry. But she shivered at the feeling of his warm fingers finding her pearled clit under the fabric, rubbing lightly over it. “I do.” She whispered. “Like you a l-lot.” Her words stuttered when he pressed his thumb over her, wiggling it back and forth. It was slightly humiliating, standing in just her wrecked panties in front of the man, but the shame licked into flames of arousal as he pulled her in and peppered kisses to her stomach. Soft, sensual ones that left a print of his saliva there before he pulled back to tug the silly waste of fabric down her legs. They were tossed to the side, Harry switching positions to have her sit on the couch. 
“Good. Like you too, sweet girl. Felt so guilty, cumming all over my fist while imagining you. That perfect mouth and these pretty thighs…” He hissed, running his hands over them as he got on his knees in front of her. “But part of me didn’t care. Thought I was fantasizing about someone else’s woman, but it was you. So I did it anyway.” His lips found her sensitive inner thighs, kissing tenderly as he spread her open. “It’s a shame we wasted so much time, but m’not wasting another second. 
He didn’t. A gasp tore from her mouth as he licked up her slit, tasting the sweetness he had been deprived of. Something started to unfurl inside of him, settling further as he hooked his hands under her knees and urged them to stay spread as his arms moved to their place. His fands looped around, placing one hand on the mound above her cunt, eyes peering up at her as he took his time. Languid, long licks as he cleaned her up. She had made a mess of herself, and he was taking care of it. Of course he was. He had wanted to do this for months, now. Spreading her open and tasting her right from the source. 
It was like he fed off of her sounds. The tiny bucks of her hips that he quickly eased by holding her down slightly, only making her more wet. He was taking mental note of the things that she liked, and being controlled was one of them. He’d never have guessed, but he was having a beautiful time figuring it all out. His cock was throbbing, in need of relief, but he ignored it in favor of her pleasure. Pulling up momentarily, he kept their eyes locked as he let a line of split dribble from his lips to her cunt, stringing over it before he lowered his angled hand and gave her clit a few taps. 
“Fuck.” Y/N whimpered. “You’re too good at this. Gonna make me cum.” She was a mess, but Harry wasn’t going to give her that. Not yet, anyways. 
“No, sweetness. You’re going to cum around my cock. M’just getting you warmed up.. Although you didn’t seem to need it.” He slipped his finger inside of her after releasing a thigh to rest it on his shoulder. “Nice and wet for me already. I’m just being selfish. Wanted to taste you for ages.” His crush had been there for longer, he supposed. It had grown slowly over time, blossoming into what it was now. 
He was torturing her, she was sure of it. His finger, thicker than her own, curling slightly as his mouth attached to her clit, suckling on the swollen bud. How could she hold back from orgasm when it felt this good? She was getting closer and closer with each pull into his mouth, the wet, sounds of sucking filling the air and her hands clenching around his hair, pulling him further into her cunt. His nose brushed up against her and little she could do but take it, he continued on it, working her until her thighs began to shake and the pleasure began to boil in her tummy, almost- until he stopped. Cooing at her as she began to whine, squirming in his hold and almost tearing up at her orgasm that she had been robbed of until he rose up and shut her up with a kiss. 
“Told you what I wanted. Don’t pout, as pretty as it is. I’m gonna make you cum, baby.” He brushed their noses together before he walked over to his side table and opened the drawer. One day later she’d ask him about why he had a stash of condoms in there, but for now her eyes were far too focused on the obvious outline of his prick through the sweatpants. Nearly gagging for it, she felt, she peeped up at him as he stood back in front of her. “Normally I’d ask how you’d want it, but since you’re a bit thoughtless today, m’gonna choose. Lay back.” He pointed her in the direction of where he wanted her to lay. 
“Don’t- don’t you want me to suck you?” Her voice sounded much needier than she had wanted, but he was endeared. His sweetness was obviously wanting to, looking at him as he palmed over himself and shook his head. 
“Not today. I’ll bust right inside that mouth. As much as I want to, and I will have it later… Not now. Want to feel you wrapped around me when I cum.” Slipping down his sweats, Y/N watched as his cock bobbed up and the pulsing between her thighs intensified. He was big, thick, and wet. The tip ruddy, dark pink and weeping with precum and a prominent vein extending over the side, trimmed hair around the base up to the little line of hair that went over his stomach- yes, she had never seen a cock as appealing before, and she was feeling hot over it. He apparently noticed too, a smirk on his lips and dimple extended. “No. You’ll taste it later, but I need to be inside of you.” He liked licking her out a bit too much. 
Y/N blinked up at him, nodding her head as she swallowed thickly. Settling between her thighs again, this time on his knees, she watched as he slipped the condom on before taking his other hand and cupped her cheek. He softened his gaze, looking over her face before speaking. “Need you to tell me if you want to stop. Any time, any reason and we can be done and go back to cuddling. I like you for far more than your body, sweetness.” He sighed. “Want this to be good for you. Want you to use your pretty mouth and talk t’me so I know how you feel. Don’t hold back.” He was a homeowner and the walls were thick, so it didn’t matter. No one could hear them past the roaring winds outside. The snow itself was silent, his silent savior for making Y/N stuck with him. “Get me, baby? Words.” 
“Yes, I’ll tell you. I want it, I promise.” She whispered. “Think I’ll like anything you do for me. I know I’m safe with you.” And she was. Harry had always been a good friend and she would trust him with her life even beforehand, so handing her body over to his tender care didn’t seem half as scary as it may with someone else. Nerve wracking only because there were feelings there- real feelings they both admitted were felt. 
“That’s my girl.” He smiled, brushing the tip against her cunt. “Gonna push in now.” He paused for a moment, leaning over to give her a kiss before righting himself on his knees and giving her what they both wanted. Fuck, was it good. 
Y/N had never felt so full in her life. Her fingers curled around his wrists as he held her legs up, her stomaching jumping as she panted, Harry filled her up so well she could cry. So deep, so perfectly curved like his dick had been made for her, she dug her nails into him as she let out cries of pleasure. 
“That’s what I wanted, baby. Let me hear you.” He crooned, feeling sweat begin to bead on his brow. Working his cock into her, he listened to the sounds of their sex, how wet she had gotten solely for him, and he was happy. God, he was fucking happy. Not only was he inside of her, but her feelings mirrored his own. She wasn’t taken- but she would be now. 
“I feel so good.” She said up to him. “I’m so full and you’re so deep, I don’t know.. How does it feel so good?” It was evident her head was a bit in the clouds, but he was there to take care of her. “Stretching me… Don’t stop.” She babbled, closing her eyes as he hit exactly where she needed.
He continued, watching as her cunt spread open for him. Taking him deep, he was enamored with the sight of her wetness all over his cock, wishing he could ditch the latex covering his shaft. All he wanted was to leave traces of her on his skin, leave her smell and taste. This was only the beginning of their relationship, the very prologue, and he couldn’t get enough of her. “M’not gonna stop, sweet girl. You feel too good.” He exhaled. “S’only our first time. Gonna keep fucking you until you can’t take it.” It was serious. He’d held himself back from her for months now, and it was nearly christmas. “My girl… You take it so well, hm? Think you were meant to take my cock.” 
“I was- I am.” She replied, blinking up at him blearily. “Nothing has ever felt so g-good. Want it all the time. Please, I don’t want to feel empty.” Her eyes watered a bit, making his cock twitch as he cooed down at her. Something about it was so erotic to him, watching her cry for his cock. For him. She needed it, needed him and he was the only one that could provide the very thing she needed. He was the only thing she could crave and he would make sure of that. 
“Oh, sweetheart. So gorgeous… M’not gonna let you stay empty.” He cooed. “No, I like far too much. Want to be tucked as deep in you, as long as I can. You promised to keep my cock warm, yeah?” He wiped away a tear, bringing it off her face. “I’ll keep you warm too.” And he was. Y/N was beginning to get sticky with sweat. Feeling her hair start to stick to the nape of her neck from the room finally feeling the effects of the fire, or his movements and pleasure, she didn’t know the origin. She was almost hot, but that was welcomed. The storm going on outside, snow was coming down hard, but she was nice and warm with Harry. 
Y/N felt a bit speechless. This was not how she had anticipated her night going in the slightest, but she loved every second of it. Each thrust of his cock filling her up led her closer to her orgasm, knowing she was sticky with arousal and sopping wet on his cock, and he took it in stride. Lowering his hand down to thumb over her clit, soft grunts leaving him as he fucked her. It wasn’t too rough, wasn’t too kinky, but it was perfect. He was treating her with the care she needed. Looking at her with visible fondness, only teasing her a bit, it was evident that he cared about her and that only brought her closer. 
“M’gonna cum.” She whispered. “I’m gonna- I’m so close. Please let me- I was good.” Part of her worried about him deciding he wanted her to hold it again, depriving her of the pleasure, but he didn’t. He kept his thrusts the same, rubbing her clit a bit faster as he continued. 
“Go ahead, my sweet thing. Make a mess on my cock. Cum for me.” She had already dripped all over him, even some towards his thighs, but he wanted more. He craved the mess only she could give him, the wet slap of skin and her puffy pussy contracting around his length. She had been so close on his finger, so he knew she was reaching it from how she squeezed him, but it was almost too good. He was a goner, watching as she arched her back and let out a broken moan, trembling yet again before her mouth dropped open and she came on him. He could feel it, her cunt squeezing him and her body tightening up as it hit her. Pulsing around him as he continued his thrusts inside of her, the delicious heat nearly making him lose his damn mind.  
“Shit…” He hissed, feeling his own start to hit him. “Fuck, baby… fuck.” His voice turned slightly whiny as he held tight onto her leg, his thumb pausing on her clit as the first rope of cum spilled into the condom. Her contracting, hot cunt, her teary eyes, her swollen mouth, all of it was so beautiful that he couldn’t stand it. This was a long time coming, of course, but to actually have her on him, to feel her body react to his touch, to see her cum solely because of him? It was otherworldly. He doubted he’d felt this strongly about an orgasm before, jerking his hips as deep groans left him, imagining there was no barrier in between them as he filled the condom. He knew it was going to overflow, but he didn’t care at this moment. 
All he cared about was lowering himself on top of her and kissing her senseless, holding her face like it was a precious stone. Recovering from this orgasm and kissing her, the giddy feeling never went away.  It stayed as he checked on her, kissing her cheeks and her nose, wiping the hair that was stuck to her face away and murmuring praises to her. “S’my girl. Not going to let you go.” He loved this feeling. “You’re perfect. Can’t believe it took us so long, but now that I’ve got you… M’not letting go.” It was sappy, maybe, but he was finally getting what he wanted. Something he thought he’d lost the chance to have. 
“Don’t want you to let go.” She sniffled, taking his face in her smaller hands once she caught her breath, pressing their lips together again before letting him rest his forehead against her own. “That was perfect. I can’t believe it either…” She stroked his hair back, the slight dampness from sweat not bothering her at all. “Does this mean I’m yours?” It felt a little embarrassing to ask, but she wanted to be clear. 
“Mhm. And I’m yours. No more games. Don’t give a shit what any of our friends have to say… M’pissed I was kept away so long, but I’m not going to do it now. I wasted so much time…” He gave a bittersweet smile. “Been dying to make you mine.” 
“Well…. Merry Christmas.” She giggled, eyes light and bright. Happiness illuminated her features and it nearly stopped his heart. Y/N was so beautiful that it almost hurt. And now she was his. He took her in as the multicolor lights from his tree flashed over the side of her face, heart completely filled with affection. “I’m your gift. No refunds or exchanges.”  He laughed, not able to help himself from taking another kiss. “Best gift I’ve ever received.”
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deadghosy · 1 month
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HAZBIN HOTEL GANG WITH CHIBI! READER
PLATONIC HAZBIN HOTEL X READER
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You are like thumb size-
Like you are an absolute cutie pootie! Even Alastor agrees, in private of course. You are like a mysterious creature that appeared in the hotel one day and said.
“This ma home now losers!”
Charlie was hypnotized by your cuteness, even vaggie oddly as she tickles you under your chin as you giggle with a squeak.
Husk lets you sit by the bar as you eat these small pieces of chips he got for you so you can have something to eat while he watches over you and cleans glasses.
Angel lets you in his chest fluff like a pocket as you snicker with a gremlin ass smile. You always bite him for the fun of it which makes him put you in air jail.
When Lucifer met you, you better believed he came and kidnapped you out the hotel every second he got.
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LUCFIER
He fell in love with you the minute he had his eyes on you from charlie’s shoulder. He held you so carefully like a baby as he didn’t want you to be scared of him as you are so small and he is bigger than you.
Like I said, he definitely “kidnaps” you from the hotel so he can make you a small house. Like a doll house with small duck toys your size but he probably just makes a normal size duck car so you can drive around his palace or the hotel.
“Look at their tiny car sweetie!” He says showing Charlie a video of you driving your car with small black shades.
He definitely cries at your cuteness as he curls up in a ball as you eat peacefully in front of him as he made you your favorite meal.
He would have you in his pocket but he definitely makes small outfits for you so you can be a mini him. He would also definitely have a picture of you in his wallet.
“Oh this picture? It’s my sweet baby!” He says with a pride smile as he shows it off
CHARLIE
Just like her father she cries at your cuteness as you are just the sweetest thing ever she ever had around the hotel as you just chill in her room with razzle and dazzle.
You ride razzle and dazzle on their back as you wanted to see Charlie who is doing trust exercises. You join kinda as Charlie makes you sit on her shoulder as you wiggle your cute little bobble around.
Charlie makes sure you are groomed, feed, and socialize around the peers of the hotel. She’s glad VAGGIE likes you also which makes her even happier
Charlie kinda brings you around a lot as she doesn’t trust you alone much in the hotel as there’s a lot things that can kill you in the hotel.
“Sweetie, it’s time for bath time!” Charlie says she gets a toy bathtub with bubbles and water for you as you squeak happily.
And when you sleep with Charlie and vaggie, Charlie literally wakes up at night with red eyes concerned if you are alive or not because she is scared she might have rolled over on you.
VAGGIE
“Okay remember the rules, no leaving this room no matter what. Don’t go into the big scary man’s room. And last rule, don’t ever eat sweets. You are banned from last time.” Vaggie says before scratching you under your chin as she leaves the room. You pout with a soft squeak.
Vaggie is very overprotective of you because of your sweet and small creature frame as it’s unbelievably cute. She literally asked Lucifer once and carmilla to make you a small weapon so you can protect yourself if she can’t
You left the room one time because you were bored and missed vaggie with her girlfriend as you wanted company. You wanted to socialize as you didn’t think it was bad to talk to the other residents in the hotel. VAGGIE found out and grounded you as if you were a child!
She doesn’t want a heart attack late at night so she would consider to have you a tiny bed on the night stand beside Charlie and her bed. She doesn’t have time to worry about you getting squashed but she doesn’t want you to die as you brought happiness to the hotel.
“Good night cutie….”
ALASTOR
You use to shake at the grin Alastor had. Vaggie told you stories about Alastor as you squeak with tears in your eyes. And oddly Alastor turned away gripping his cold heart as he couldn’t stand you crying.
He turned around and picked you up softly in his hand as you sniffle. You noticed he wasn’t hurting you so you squeak rubbing your chubby cheek on your thumb.
“Please smile little one, you aren’t dressed without one!”
And at the point, Alastor know to protect you. He would bring you around with him when Charlie didn’t have time to watch you. Which he gladly did for her as he would bring you around pentagram city and even bring you to meet Rosie who absolutely adores you too.
He even has his demon minions play with you as you squeak chasing them with your stubby legs. The shadows love you too! Even Alastor shadows who would pick play with you as you squeak happily feeling the shadow by you.
“Play nice..don’t wanna get scolded by the mean one again.” He says smiling at you chasing his shadows in the living room. He is definitely talking about VAGGIE who is surely scared for you to be around Alastor.
ANGEL DUST
“OW DONT BITE MY FLUFF HON!” Angel yells digging in his chest fluff to take you out as you mistook it for cotton candy as you nom on his fluff with a derpy face. You got banned from his chest fluff for a month before you would behave yourself and not eat his chest fluff thinking it’s cotton candy.
Angel loves for you to wear pink like him as he thinks it would be cute. He would definitely act like a rich “auntie” to you as he would make you wear pink shades with him and he would ask Lucifer to make you a pink hot car.
But he definitely has those toy car remote controllers to make it seem you are actually driving but aren’t as you squeak feeling like a hot girl/boy/person
“VROOM VROOOM!” Angel says making car noises as you squeak happily at this moment as Charlie records this happily.
You sleep on Angel’s chest fluff or ride fat nuggets like a steady horses as you squeak while fat nuggets oink. Angel likes to record you acting like a cow boy as it’s just adorable moment
“You’re the best thing a spider could have cutie pie.”
HUSK
This grumpy cat actually is less grumpy with you. He views as you as a little kid. He might not know what you are it he ain’t serving you beer at all. Your body might not handle it at all.
“Sorry kid, but that’s for adults.” He says pushing your squishy and chubby body away from the beer bottle he held. You opted with a mean squeak and a “hey!” As he smirk at your mad face which is terrible cute with puffed out cheeks. But you just drink water what he gives you as he cleans glasses watching you softly as his eyes dilate before he grumbles looking away.
You and husk are seen chilling at the bar every night even if it’s after your suppose “bed time” which was annoying to you but Charlie sen how cranky you were before you even had a such called “bed time”
“Aren’t you suppose to be in bed brat?” “……no….” “I’m telling Charlie.” “NOOO!” *mad squeaks*
Husk has a habit of poking your chubby cheeks as you eat as it annoys you. Husk just smirks as you try to bite his finger which obviously fails as you are quite slow since you are eating. But if you aren’t eating, then husk better pray for his fingers as husk accidentally let his guard down and you bit the shit out of his pointer finger which make him scream with a groan holding his pointer finger as you huff.
“Fine kid…I’m sorry for annoying you. But you must admit you are annoying to me sometimes even if you don’t see it.” He says softly as he pokes your sleeping figure by his bar.
SIR PENTIOUS
“Ah I see! You like to spend time with me!” He says happily having you in his hands as the egg boiz watch you with star in their eyes at your small frame. You are adorable and such a weird little thing as the egg boiz made a rule to protect from a lot of things.
You nap with the egg boiz and the snake demon as Pentious would have you warm if you say you are cold. He also makes small cookies, well if he can even as he loves to bake for you.
Vaggie tells him how you are banned from sweeties but he secretly sneaks you some if you pout at him with your soft cute little squeak and “please.” HE CANT REIST IT!
He definitely brags about how he could’ve been an overlord but saw the light to redeem himself as he sees potential in you and himself. Well he does t even know if you are a sinner or not. But he want to know how to redeem with you beside him.
He would love watching movies with you as you are in the popcorn bucket but he always look to make sure you aren’t the next popcorn he grabs or he would throw up in disgust from himself and for you health
“You are so adorable it hurts me to see you cry…” he says patting your head as you pout with teary eyes after you accidentally hit it against a wall
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levilxvr · 4 months
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hot things aot characters do during sex
ft: levi, armin, eren, mikasa, annie, jean
cw: f!reader, nsfw 18+, use of toys, unprotected sex
levi
spitting in your mouth and on your clit
he’s real messy when it comes to sex. absolutely loves spitting on your clit and folds while he’s fingering you between your legs. He uses it as lube, spreading it around your hole before plunging two fingers in. If he’s fucking you with his cock and finishes inside you, he’ll lick up the milky fluid from your swollen pussy and spit it back onto your tongue.
“swallow it like a good girl,” his voice is hoarse, lips pressed against yours as you taste his salty release dripping down your throat.
leaving hickeys
When he fucks you, he makes it known to everyone that he did. Nips and bites at your jawline and neck as he’s thrusting himself into you- and you’re too overwhelmed by the pleasure to even notice he’s leaving the most obscene marks down your sensitive skin. It’s his way of marking you and showing everyone that he owns you. And don’t even think about covering them up with makeup. He won’t let you.
armin
moans in your ear while he’s fucking you
armin isn’t the most vocal when it comes to sex, but you can tell when he’s getting closer- his forehead drops against the pillows beside you as he lets out the smallest, breathiest moans. His lips are against your ear sometimes, sucking and kissing the soft flesh as he’s whining.
“mm..fuck baby, ‘m gonna cum soon,” You can practically feel him throbbing inside you, grabbing onto your waist while you’re drinking in every sound he makes. His voice goes a pitch higher too and it’s really cute.
leaving soft kisses all over your body
If he’s fingering you, he’ll place one hand on your thigh while the other carefully strokes and rubs circles on your pussy before pushing them in. His soft lips are on your pelvis, pressing gentle, wet kisses down to your clit. Then he sucks lightly on the small bud, whispering praises while his fingers curl against your sweet spot. It’s the same when his cock is buried inside you, this man likes to kiss every inch of you as a way of expressing his love.
eren
orgasm denial.
if there’s one thing eren loves, it’s watching you beg to cum. He’ll make you go about your evening with a bullet vibrator between your folds, seeing how long it takes for you to break. When you finally get in bed with him his pants are off, stroking his hard cock while your legs tremble. It’s been fucking hours and he won’t let you release- you’ve been holding your orgasm in for so long your pussy is throbbing.
“shh.. just a little while more baby, i promise it’ll feel really good.” he coos, finally pulling off your damp panties. There’s arousal dripping down your thighs and you’re on the verge of tears. He feels a little bad for denying you of your pleasure for so long, but watching your desperate pussy suck in his cock eventually is his favourite part.
presses down on your abdomen to feel himself
he does it every time he’s balls deep inside you. His palm moves to your lower abdomen, pressing against the plush skin as he thrusts himself in and out of you. Feeling the way his cock stretches out your tight hole like that turns him on even more, knowing he’s doing a good job at filling you up.
mikasa
teases you through your panties
she can be a huge tease when she feels like it. Before she even gets to the good part, mikasa likes to lie beside you with an arm around your shoulders while her free hand slips under your shorts. She loves feeling how wet you get for her, fingers ghosting over the soaked fabric of your panties. She’ll press them against your clit, rubbing circles through the fabric until you’re grinding against her fingers.
lets you dry hump her thigh
If you want, mikasa will sit you on her lap, gazing at your perfect body while you’re grinding against her thigh. The room fills with the sounds of your pants and your wet folds gliding against her smooth, muscular thigh, her arms wrapped around your waist while she sucks on your nipple. That’s just the beginning though, cuz after you get off her thigh you gotta do something about the pool of wetness between her legs.
annie
makes you taste your cum off her fingers
she loves the taste of your cum, especially when you squirt- the bittersweetness makes her even more horny. She’ll scoop up your fluids and suck them off her fingers, humming in satisfaction before plunging them back between your folds. Then your mouth is wrapped around her slender fingers as she makes you taste yourself.
“that’s right baby, look at how good you taste.. I could do this all day.”
hair pulling
when you’re using your mouth on her she tends to pull on your hair quite a bit. Not too hard though, cuz she knows it’ll hurt. She does it in a more gentle, encouraging way- like when you’re eating her out she grabs your locks and pushes your face closer. When she’s about to cum she holds on to your hair, fisting the tangled strands while she rides out her high.
jean
eye contact
when it comes to sex, jean is pretty big on eye contact. He loves when you both hold your gazes while he’s penetrating you- and you can see the lust in his eyes, the pleasure in his expression as your walls squeeze around his cock.
“look at me baby..wanna see your pretty face.” he uses his free hand to angle your chin so you’re facing him, smiling softly as his hips move in rhythm with yours. Every time he makes eye contact with you he feels as if he just fell in love all over again.
hugs you tight to feel his body pressing against yours
jean loves your body. It looks and feels so perfect, he can never get enough of you. That’s why when he’s fucking you, he holds you close to him, chest pressed against yours so he can savour every inch of your skin on his. You can make out his defined abs against you as well, breathing in his scent while he’s making you feel good. its always difficult for him to separate after sex- you’re so addictive he never wants to let go.
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binsito · 4 months
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puppy
pairing: puppy hybrid!seungmin x puppy hybrid!fem reader
word count: 1.3k
rating: mature, includes: unprotected sex, swearing, lots of breeding and mentions of breeding/being in heat, little bit of oral (f receiving), and clit simulation, usage of the words "pup," and "good girl" in a sexual setting
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seungmin was a very good boy.
an obedient pup.
and he liked being that way anyways. liked making his owner proud and happy. liked having a good life, and being treated with upmost care, being pampered and spoiled.
he knew he was his owner's favorite boy and he liked that title very, very much.
he would do anything to make his owner happy. so when he hears him say his name on the phone one day, (puppy ear pressed against the door to listen closely), he can't help but wag his tail in excitement.
he could make out some of the words being discussed.
heat.
breed.
help.
they wanted seungmin to help with someone's heat?
if one of his owner's friends needed help, he was more than willing to oblige.
he was more than happy to breed the poor pup in distress over her heat.
seungmin had never had a rut with someone else, he always just took care of himself, whether it was humping one of his plushies or jerking his cock to completion.
but he would be lying if he said he didn't think about spending a rut with someone. how fun it would be to pump them full of his pups, how he'd love to cum in them over and over again until they're writhing underneath him.
his owner made plans with his friend and they decided to bring seungmin over the weekend to take care of the situation at hand.
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seungmin was excited.
bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for his owner's friend to open up the door.
it was finally the big day and he couldn't help but dream about this moment. it was all that was on his mind whenever he would curl up in bed.
would her pussy be pretty? would it suck him in easily? or would she be tight? would his knot take?
so many questions that he needed to know the answer to.
and when the door gets opened, he has to contain himself from running inside.
oh god, he could smell her.
the scent was so strong that it could make his mouth water.
his owner's friend welcomes them in and offers them something to drink before leading them to the room where his pup was currently in.
the scent was making seungmin go absolutely mad. he wanted to break through the door and take her already.
he opened the door and seungmin could see her bundled up in the middle of the bed. they let him inside and closed the door, the two of them would leave and come back in about two hours, plenty of time for seungmin to have his fun.
seungmin got on the bed and made himself over to you, nudging you gently with his hand.
"hey pup.. you okay?" he whispered
you whimpered as you shook your head
"h-hurts s'bad.."
"i know pup.. it's okay.. im here to make it feel better yeah? will you let me make it feel better?"
you didnt hesitate to nod, you knew about the arrangement and were just so glad he was finally here to help.
"good girl.. gonna take care of it okay?"
you nodded yet again and lifted your head to look over at him. he was cute, floppy brown hair covering his eyebrows. sweet sympathetic smile as he stroked your arm gently. he introduced himself as seungmin and you repeated his name gently before telling him your name.
"pretty name for a pretty pup.." he said as he leaned in towards your neck, taking in your scent and letting out a pleased sigh.
"you smell so good pup.. are you gonna let me have you? i've been going crazy thinking about it.."
"p-please.. don't want it to hurt anymore.."
"alright, alright.. just be good for me okay?"
of course you'd be good to him, you'd be pliant and well behaved just for him.
your core clenched around nothing, feeling as he got on top of you, rubbing his clothed erection against you.
"feel that pup? that's for you.." he whispered against your ear
you reached forward and tugged on his pants, needing to free him as soon as possible because you needed the relief.
seungmin didn't want to keep you waiting either, tugging his pants and boxers down as his cock sprung free. the tip was an angry red, precum already dribbling at the tip.
he asked you to lift your hips up so he could take your shorts off, pulling them off and tossing them off the side of the bed.
and your pussy was in fact pretty, glistening with wetness, lips puffy and waiting to be spread.
oh, seungmin was definitely going to enjoy this.
he dragged a lone finger between your folds which elicited a whimper from you. collecting some of your essence just so he could taste it off his fingers
"shit pup.. this tastes delicious.." he grunted before coming down to be face to face with your cunt.
he began to give it little licks before he started to lap at it hungrily which made you lose your mind. the sensation of his tongue on your cunt was something you never knew you needed before and now you were afraid you wouldn't be able to live another heat without it.
he was messy, face smeared with your wetness as he looked up at you with half lidded eyes, keeping eye contact as he spit down on your cunt.
he pulled himself up again and let his tip prob at your entrance, you wiggled underneath him in hopes that he would just put it in already.
"patience, pup.. gotta train this pussy to take me kay? don't want it to hurt, when i put it in hm?" he gave you a half smile as he held the base of his cock, running it between your fold just before pressing the tip in.
his cockhead was thick and bulbous, you knew the stretch was going to leave you sore but the soreness would feel so much better than the pain of being left empty during your heat.
he presses in inch by inch, kicking his head back to groan as you sucked him in. he gripped your thighs and folded them over your chest as he bottomed out, holding you down in a mating press.
if he was here to breed you, he was going to make sure his cum would stick.
"oh pup.. once i'm done with you.. you won't have to worry about another heat for a while.." he groans as he started to shallowly thrust into your warmth. "gonna leave you so full of my puppies.."
your whimpers filled his ears, hands trying to claw at him to pull him closer even though he was already skin to skin with you.
this was so much better than his hand, your cunt so tight and welcoming, so breedable..
his bangs sticking to his forehead as he began to sweat, his muscles lean yet he had an iron grip on your thighs
his balls began to tighten, he wasn't sure how long he could last but even if he came, he knew he would be able to go again and again. your cunt was just too good to not abuse.
his nimble fingers rubbed tight circles on your clit all while his cock continued to leave you babbling.
"f-fuck.. oh fuck.. you gonna take my cum?"
you nodded and his chest swelled with pride, coming down to lick at your cheek playfully as his knot began to swell. you whined as he pushed in to the hilt and held himself still to fill you up, his hot seed leaving you full.
he didn't want a drop to go to waste, not moving until he was sure he was completely milked.
you were dreading him pulling out, clenching your cunt around him so that he wouldn't. he just chuckled and pressed a kiss to your pretty lips.
"so greedy.. i promise i'll give you more, not gonna give out until im sure i've bred you."
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queen-of-reptiles · 1 month
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𝙼𝚈 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻
description: y/n is out of club play with an injury, potentially a big one, luckily england felt they could breathe again once they knew their captain hadn't suffered the three letters - but barcelona did not feel so lucky with an el classico around the corner.
smut
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lucy bronze x female reader
disclaimer: this is all fiction do not take any of this seriously !
warnings: swearing, oral, light choking, slightly soft dom lucy, dom lucy, cunnilingus, strap-on fucking, dirty talk, slight cum play (like the smallest fucking bit) fluff, cuteness
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minors DNI
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y/n hummed along to the music which played softly from the radio, Narla was swirling through her legs, the dog licking her naked ankles every few minutes to demand a quick pat, which y/n happily did.
She was cooking breakfast, bacon, fried eggs, mushrooms and toast, Lucy's juice was already blended and waiting for when the woman woke up, though y/n didn't mind letting her sleep in.
With it being matchday -1, the team always had a late practice and y/n knew Lucy needed a lay in, her lover having to do a lot of work without her in midfield to bounce off.
Just as y/n plated the food up, two arms wrapped themselves around her waist, the taller girl burying her head into her lover's neck and inhaling the sweet scent.
"Morning baby." y/n hummed softly enjoying the warmth Lucy provided as she snaked a hand into the older woman's hair and scratched at the scalp.
"Always is with you." Lucy murmured, y/n laughing at that as she switched the hob off and turned to face the woman who was grinning.
"You Miss Bronze, are such a sap!" y/n giggled. Lucy chuckled, unable to help herself as she grinned lazily at her lover.
"It's your fault." She denies, before leaning in and placing her lips firmly on y/n's her hands gripping into the curve of her waist as y/n relaxed into the kiss.
A bark broke the two, Narla jumping onto her hind legs to press her paws against Lucy, pushing her away from y/n for a moment before the dog curled around y/n's ankles.
"You little shit!" Lucy grinned at Narla as y/n crouched down and cooed at her, running her hand over the dog. "She's mine Narla." Lucy adds as y/n stands back up.
y/n rolls her eyes at that, grabbing the plates and walking them over to the table while Lucy put Narla's food down, her dog licking her ankles in thanks.
"Yeah know you love me." Lucy scoffs, y/n chuckling as her lover walked over, the woman pressing a kiss to the corner of her lips. "How's the knee?" Lucy asks, sitting down next to her lover and running a cautious hand over the injury.
"Okay, only another few weeks and I am back to training." y/n promised, the injury was luckily not the three dreaded letters, but when she went down, both women thought it could be.
Lucy hummed, nodding her head as she began to push food into her mouth, her eyes zoning out as she replayed the injury and tackle in her head, the instant being something she blamed herself for.
Lucy had wondered out of position, having chased a loose ball and when she missed it, y/n covered her position and intercepted a key pass from their opponents.
However, as she pushed the pass out, a player had come flying in, the girl's studs pushing her knee back and dislocating it as y/n went flying back and knocked herself unconscious from slamming her head on the grass.
Lucy hadn't been able to remember a time where her heart hurt as much as it did then, watching her lover crumple to the ground, she was such a shaking mess she was even subbed off, being told to go be with her lover.
Lucy and y/n's relationship wasn't unknown, just private, only anniversary photos and the occasional snapshot of their love had been caught, but in that moment the cameras caught the worry of being in a five year relationship.
Lucy had been there when she woke up, holding her hand and running her fingertips over the skin, but she couldn't look y/n in the eye, and y/n could tell why almost instantly.
Lucy chased after the stray ball, y/n noticing she had left a gap and quickly filling it as she watched with a wince as the Levante player hammered it toward the player y/n had dropped back to mark.
Lucy turned, cursing herself for her mistake but sighing in relief when y/n brought the ball to her feet and passed it out to Ingrid.
But Lucy's relief turned to horror in a moment as she watched the Levante player tackle y/n late, the studs embedding into her knee and pushing it the wrong way.
With the strength of the player's tackle y/n was pushed harshly back, falling and smacking her head against the ground going motionless.
Lucy's stomach lurched as she felt truly sick, not even waiting for the whistle which echoed as she raced, grabbing her girlfriend's hand, holding it as the medics and team swarmed.
Lucy had paled, not even hearing Alexia asking her to move and Keira's response to the captain saying it was no use to try and move the woman.
Alexia made a sign at Jonatan switching for two instead of one. The man sighed but nodded his head, sending another player to warm up as he watched the stretcher be run on.
"Please baby, wake up." Lucy said softly, y/n groaning as the medics looked over to Lucy, understanding the woman was not moving.
The cameras followed every step of Lucy who followed the stretcher, tears being wiped away as she disappeared in the tunnel, heartbreak the only word near enough to describe her look.
"Don't do that." y/n warned her girlfriend as she took their empty plates.
"What?" Lucy asks, following her like a lost puppy as she watches y/n put the plates in the dishwasher.
"Blame yourself for my injury. It wasn't your fault Lucia." y/n promises, sliding onto the counter so she can bring Lucy in-between her legs.
"But if I..." Lucy began but y/n shut her up by pecking her lips. "But..." Lucy tried again, y/n cutting her off with a longer kiss.
"But nothing. It was a bad tackle, that was all." y/n promised Lucy who sighed.
"You just crumbled, your body just sagged, god it was horrid." Lucy denies, wrapping her arms around y/n's waist to pull her closer, y/n's legs automatically curling around Lucy's torso.
"But I'm fine now, I'm on the mend and I am all energised." y/n promises, running her hand through Lucy's hair, pulling it down and around her shoulders.
Lucy sighed her forehead connecting with y/n's as she pressed herself into y/n, inhaling the sweet smell she gave off. Lucy's hands stayed tight around her waist, her finger tips dancing across y/n's back.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you in my shirt?" Lucy asks, an innocent hum coming from her voice.
"You might have mentioned it." y/n nods, a small smile on her face as she lifts her hand, cupping Lucy's face and rubbing her thumb along her cheekbone.
"I love you in my shirt." Lucy tells her, tilting her head so their noses brush. "I love my last name on your back." She continues.
"You should hurry up and make it permanent then." y/n whispers cheekily, her lips brushing over Lucy's as she wonders whose resolve will break first.
"Patience baby. Patience." Lucy hums, before swiping forward and taking y/n's plump bottom lip in between her teeth, tugging as she bites down on the skin, needing the groaning reaction she receives.
Lucy pulls her lover closer, the two finally meeting in a heated kiss which both seemed determined to dominate, however, Lucy's hand raised, enclosing around her lover's neck and y/n instantly let her have all the control.
Lucy's tongue wrapped around her own, her hand squeezing y/n's throat just slightly before Lucy's lips pressed along her jaw and she bit at y/n's earlobe.
"Either I eat you out here, or I fuck you in the bedroom." Lucy all but groans out into y/n's ear, Lucy pulling her away from the counter slightly so y/n can rest on her bucking hips, Lucy sighing at the grinding friction she was creating.
"Bedroom." y/n gasps out and Lucy grins and moves back toward the bedroom, she places her lover down on the bed and moves upward.
The two meet in a deep kiss, Lucy quickly taking control when her hands bury themselves into y/n's hair, tugging the woman's head back to expose her neck.
Lucy kisses downward, nipping at the skin where y/n's collarbone and shoulder meet, the woman gasping out as Lucy fixes her top back onto her frame once happy with her marks.
"Knee okay baby?" Lucy asks as she fixes a pillow underneath y/n's bad knee.
"Fine. Don't worry about it." y/n whines out needily and Lucy can't help the dark chuckle which slips from her throat.
Ever since the injury, Lucy had tried to be less rough in bed though it did nothing to limit her dominance, she simply found other ways to keep y/n in line.
"So needy for me, aren't you baby?" Lucy asks her. "So needy to have me use you." She continues, her voice dropping to mock her lover.
"Please." y/n gasped, having no issue with begging for Lucy.
"Okay. Okay." Lucy nods, shuffling down so she was level with y/n's thighs, resting on her elbows.
y/n watched with baited breath as Lucy slowly kissed down her thighs, nipping at the skin when she felt like it, y/n gasping at every scrape of her teeth.
Lucy grinned as y/n's breath picked up, her hand trying to reach down to tangle in Lucy's hair, but y/n's hand is caught by Lucy's the woman pinning it to the mattress.
"No touching." Lucy whispered, blowing air onto the soaked fabric which covered y/n's aching pussy.
Ever so lightly, Lucy pulled the wet fabric down y/n's legs and threw them behind her, deciding they were a problem for later as she licked a stripe up.
y/n let out a gasp of relief as Lucy began to lick faster, as if tasting her was more in her brain then pleasuring her. Finally, Lucy's tongue circled her clit and y/n let out a moan.
"Luce." y/n whispered as Lucy repeated the action. The woman sat up briefly, tying her hair back as she stared at her lover.
The woman had a hand in her own hair, eyes filled with pleading as she tried to moved her hips, Lucy's eyes were dark, almost predatorial as she looked down at her shirt on her lover.
"I can't wait til I can fuck you from behind again. See our name on your back." Lucy says lowly, her voice gruff with arousal.
At the use of 'our' when talking about her name y/n moaned, unashamed of how aroused the word made her. Lucy grinned, moving down and wrapping her arms around y/n's hips, pulling her closer.
y/n groaned as Lucy licked again, her tongue flat as she swallowed the juices which smeared her lips as she licked once more.
"Could die between these legs." Lucy groaned before she pushed forward and darted her tongue into y/n's hole, the woman groaning and Lucy pushed her head closer, pressure pushing down on y/n's clit.
"Lucy." y/n moaned, having to bring her hands onto her head so she didn't touch her, because Lucy would stop if y/n disobeyed the rules.
Lucy's hand moved as her tongue continued pushing between y/n's walls, her thumb coming up to rub quick and harsh circles against y/n's clit.
y/n moaned out, her back arching as Lucy's actions became quicker and rougher, the woman groaning out when the snap in her stomach came quicker than expected, her orgasm pushing through her.
Lucy's hand stopped but her tongue didn't returning to it's lapping motion while she cleared the orgasm from y/n's pussy, groaning at her taste and going back once more to continue her motions.
Only when y/n was gasping weakly, begging for a moment from her over-stimulation did Lucy pull away, a smug grin on her face when she saw the state of her lover.
y/n's head was covered in a light sheen of sweat, her hair messed completely at the orgasm, her plump lips parted as she panted out as Lucy stepped away, only to step back over her moments later.
"One more for me, my good good girl." Lucy hummed, she moved down the strap between her legs pushing against y/n's sensitive clit which made her jolt.
Lucy moved forward, lips connect with y/n's as she pushed in, gasping as the pull on her own clit hit her. Her tongue swept through y/n's mouth, gagging her moan which tried to escape as Lucy eased into her thrusts.
"That's it, taking me so well." Lucy groans, her leg hooking over y/n's good one and putting the rest of her pressure on her knee and forearms which were either side of y/n's head.
Lucy's thrusts picked up, the strap hitting a perfect spot on them both as she continued to push into y/n's insides. Lucy moved her arm, pulling y/n's good leg around her waist.
Her thrusts sped up, y/n letting out constant moans which made Lucy bury her head into y/n's neck so she could groan as she chased her own high.
"Feels so good." y/n whined, hands clawing down Lucy's back, not thinking about the mess it would leave as her nails dug into the skin.
"Who makes you feel like this?" Lucy gasped out, her teeth pulling at y/n's earlobe.
"You do Luce." y/n moaned out, the slapping sounds which echoed from the thrusts becoming louder as Lucy somehow sped up.
"What are you?" Lucy asks.
"Yours. Only yours." y/n moans, knowing exactly what Lucy wanted to hear.
Lucy's breath halted for a moment, a sign she was close and y/n moved her hips up slightly to meet Lucy's which caused the woman to moan into y/n's ear.
"Can I?" y/n whined, knowing her asking for permission would push her lover over the edge.
"Cum." Lucy demanded, groaning as she did so, leaning down to bite into y/n's shoulder as the woman's back arched and she let out a breath as she orgasmed.
Lucy slowed her thrusts, not stopping for another minute as she rode out her high, ignoring the over-stimulated whines coming from her girlfriend.
Slowly Lucy pulled out, fingers dipping into her own pussy to scoop up her orgasm and pushing it into y/n's oversensitive hole.
y/n groaned and Lucy couldn't help but smirk as she watched y/n catch her breath again. Lucy unclipped the strap from her hips, moving to rest next to y/n as she let out a breath of content, throwing the wet strap on the bed.
"We're going to have the wash the sheets." y/n sighed out as Lucy pressed a loving and soft kiss against her lips.
"In a minute, just lay with me." Lucy said softly and y/n smiled, moving her head onto Lucy's hot shoulder.
"Always." y/n sighed out and Lucy moved down to bring y/n closer.
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y/n and Mapi sat side by side, the two both out due to injuries as they look out on the Barcelona game currently happening. It was twenty minutes in and they were two goals up, curtesy of Aitana and Caroline.
The two friends were sat happily chatting, Aleixa who was next to y/n chiming in every so often as they talked. y/n was enjoying the warmth from the Barcelona evening.
Her beige cargo trousers kept her warmth while her arms were out due to the 'Bronze' Barcelona shirt she wore on her body, many people taking photos when they saw the woman able to WAG her lover.
As the clock ticked over, y/n watched as Lucy raced down the wing, Real hardly standing a chance against her as she defended with skill.
Lucy sent the ball through to Keira, switching through and receiving the ball back which she sent Caroline's way, the player getting her head on it as the keeper just pushed it wide for a corner.
Mapi and y/n groaned, both sitting back down with a sigh as Alexia chuckled at their child-like behaviour, the two pouting for the friend as Salma raised her hand to take the corner.
y/n watches as Salma sends the ball in, Lucy at the back post un-marked as she jumped and the ball flew in. y/n screamed in excitement as she clapped for her lover, the woman laughing as the team swarmed her.
Lucy pulled away from her team, looking for her lover as she raised her hands in a love heart shape, one which y/n did back causing the crowd to go crazy.
El Classico's were always something else, but for Barcelona to be three goals up before half time and missing their captain, a key defender and a key midfielder was a special game.
And suddenly for the fans things were so much better, because they had seen a y/n and Lucy interaction, which in game was a rare thing to truly see.
The game restarted, Lucy quickly blocking run from Del Castillo, she passed it to Ingrid, Del Castillo turning to run at the player, but Ingrid sent a ball through her legs and back to Lucy, who then did the same back to Ingrid.
"I would kill myself." y/n says as she and Mapi begin to giggle at their partners playing with her.
"She has been mothered." Mapi agrees which makes Alexia snort.
"By our girls as well." y/n says with a smile and Mapi pretends to wipe a tear as Lucy sends a ball into the box, Ona smashing it into the goal.
"VAMOS ONA!" Mapi shouts, y/n cheering for their young friend for scoring in her first classico.
y/n clapped excitedly, grinning at the sight of her girlfriend running back, the woman running a hand over her hair as she grins at Ona, the two high fiving.
"She's so hot." y/n sighs without thinking and Mapi snorts teasing her with mocking kisses.
y/n laughs shoving Mapi away as the whistle blows, y/n grinning as she and Mapi move down the stadium, the former trying to move as quick as possible.
Mapi and y/n part the latter quickly rushing into the Barcelona corridor, grinning at the sigh of her girlfriend leaning against the locker room wall waiting for her.
"You just had to score a goal when I wasn't on the pitch." y/n says, a jokingly hard looking in her eyes as Lucy chuckles, pulling her closer.
"Hmm, had to give my WAG a good game to watch." Lucy says quietly, leaning down to press a soft kiss against y/n's lips.
y/n chuckles against the kiss, pulling away to lift the hem of Lucy's shirt, the woman tensing slightly so the line in her abs was carved out in her toned stomach more.
"That's all the show I need." y/n teased, her hand running over them before dropping Lucy's shirt. "Keep that down though, don't want any more clips of you for people to thirst over." y/n adds.
Lucy smiles, a sense of pride always rushing through her when y/n got jealous, she pulled the woman in close to her chest, hands wrapping around her waist to keep her close.
"They're yours baby, those people thirst over something that's yours." Lucy promises and y/n chuckles leaning up to press a longer kiss against Lucy's lips, the woman running her tongue over y/n's mouth in the hopes of deepening the kiss.
"No." y/n says as she pulls away, Lucy huffing as her hands move down and squeeze at y/n's ass. "Lucy, go get ready for the second half." y/n laughs.
"But I want to stay here and kiss you." Lucy huffs like a child.
"After." y/n chuckles, leaning up to kiss her girlfriend again before turning, as she does Lucy's hand darts out slapping her butt with a wicked sound. "Lucia!" y/n calls but she is just answered with a laugh as Lucy walks into the locker room.
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It was the 87th minutes, Barcelona now 6-0 up, Lucy sneaking another assist and a clearance off the line which made the crowd scream her name for the next few minutes.
Vicky was on the edge of the box, sending the ball in as y/n watched Lucy run in, jumping and heading the ball into the bottom right corner as she slid on the ground slightly as she landed.
y/n covered her mouth as she shouted, trying not to let her emotions get the better of her as the fans erupted around her, Lucy's name being screamed amongst the crowd.
The game ended soon after, the songs echoing the stadium as Mapi and y/n moved to the side-lines, waiting for their team to finish signing auto-graphs.
Lucy finished quickly and raced toward y/n, the woman giggling as Lucy swept her up and spun her, the sudden shout of excited fan screams echoing.
"Scored 2 just for you." Lucy told her, putting y/n down and couching. "Up you get." Lucy says.
"Lucy your knee." y/n tries but the huff from her makes y/n aware she will not give up.
y/n sighed and climbed onto Lucy's back, the woman standing back up and gripping the underneath of y/n's thighs as she fixed her onto her back.
"Riding Lucy Bronze, a familiar happening." y/n muttered and Lucy snorted.
"God I can't wait until your knee is better." Lucy states as she walks them over to the team talk.
y/n listened to her manager's congratulations, head resting against Lucy's, pressing occasional kisses to Lucy's hair as the group congratulated her as no doubt player of the match.
The group eventually trudged off, waving one last time to the remaining fans, Lucy eventually let y/n clamber off her back once they arrived at the locker room, all the girls already inside and celebrating.
y/n was sure there would be a small party tonight, and she smiled at Lucy as she planned for her own celebrations beforehand.
"Shower quick." y/n tells her pecking her lips and Lucy raised a brow.
"Why?" She asks.
"Wanna celebrate my girl before we go out." y/n whispers against her lips and Lucy was through the locker room faster than she had been all game.
y/n heard the cheers of the team and smiled, assuming they were cheering for Lucy's work during the game, however as Keira walked out five minutes later with a smirk, y/n assumed she had been wrong.
"Maybe cut those nails." Keira tells her with a smirk, just as Mapi came out and made a claw with her hand, making a hiss as Lucy - now showered exited behind her.
"Someone gets scratchy in bed." Mapi winked at y/n.
"And they're about to get worse. See you guys in three hours." Lucy says, before picking up y/n and rushing off making her laugh.
"Gross." Mapi says wrinkling her nose.
"Try rooming next to them on England camp." Keira says, causing Aitana to snort and fall into Keira laughing as the English woman shivers.
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a little late after Valentines but I tried my best 😔😔
let me know what you think! xx
- Queenie xx
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rosedom · 2 months
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ok ok so, kazuha who always denied it everytime reader calls him a pretty boy. so reader fuck him rough and won't let him cum before kazuha tell that he's a pretty boy
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there's just something about pretty boys that has me weak . . . o(* ̄︶ ̄*)o thirst format !
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hoooolyyyy moly. god, okay ! you got me, you got me.
kazuha is so, so sweet. he waxes poetic with every breath he takes. each whisper of affection curls around you, warm and tender and so, so loving. but it wouldn't take long for you to notice how quiet he is regarding himself.
you wonder, then, how he can create such beauty from the setting sun, yet he can never compare his own eyes to them. his eyes, so wide and round and gorgeous, tinted like the ocean water when the sun kisses it in retreat. he, too, never dares to speak of the way his body, so small yet so strong, can wield the type of power that can put gods at his feet. no—instead, he writes about how beautiful the shogun looked; he sees through an artist's eyes the way her eyes widened in fear, the way her pupils shrunk and pretty purple showed just how human a god could be.
you simply cannot understand how a man can see the world through such a rose petal'd lens, yet when he looks at himself, he sees nothing of note. he sees a vessel, sure; he can understand the innate beauty of soul's vessel. but beyond that? nothing.
it makes your heart break, knowing that kazuha—the man capable of so much art, making the world brighter and changing the way you see everything—does not see himself in any positive light. to him, he simply exists.
really, he walks the earth the same as you do—yet while he marvels that you are here with him, he cannot grasp that you, too, marvel at him.
he could grasp, however, at your cheeks—at you yourself, when you've got him pressed into the bed with your foreheads touching. he holds onto you tightly with trembling hands, soft little sounds punched from his throat which each thrust.
"you're so—mm—!" he'd try: try to praise you, to say something pretty while you're balls deep. he can't really manage, though, when your cock presses into all his sweet spots.
each incessant thrust into him makes him cry out, cute, soft sounds that you just want to eat up ! you'll have to pardon me for thinking about how you'd have to kiss up his moans, licking into his mouth as it hangs open in his pleasure.
kazuha'd keep his shakey hold on your face, forcing you up and away from his lips to beg, "please, please. you're so perfect, like—mm—like the—the—mm!" silence his attempts at poetry, won't you?
"baby, baby," you'd have to soothe him with, punctuating each sweet name with a deep thrust, pressing into all the spots that make him writhe. "my pretty boy."
of course, he'd deny it; i wouldn't expect anything different. but quiet him more: shake your head at him and frown, gentle and not at all unkind, and kiss away his "no, no."
"but kaz," you'll say. "you're so, so pretty. so perfect f'r me." his hands, fallen from your cheeks, would claw at your back as he'd be left to squirm and cry in the arms of yours that trap him against the bed.
simply put: there is nowhere for him to go, to get away from your sweet, sweet words.
i guess you'll have to up the stakes. how awful, truly.
"c'mon, pretty," you'll coo, instead, slowing your thrusts to a torturous drag. "tell me something, will you?"
"w-what?"
with a mischievous grin, you'll have to murmur, "tell me you're pretty." then, "until you do, you're not gunna cum." 
i wish i could see the way his eyes would widen at that—betrayed, as if you had told him he wouldn't cum at all. but you'll hardly give him the time to reflect on your words—to deny them, to say anything different—, because you'd be thrusting in hard and deep and brushing against all the right places. he'll writhe and cry beneath you, and, god.
kazuha is so, so pretty: why can't he see that?
"i—mm, please, i'm so close . . ."
"you can't cum, though," you'd have to say, reaching a hand down against your words to hurry him along. his body'll jerk in your arms, torn between succumbing to the pleasure yet wanting to be good for you, to not cum just yet.
"i can't," he'll cry, shaking his head side to side and jerking on the pillow. "i can't."
when he gets too close, do something for me: reach down and pinch at his pelvis, so close yet so far to where he wants it. "yes, you can;" you'll have to soothe him with sweet words, hard n' deep thrusts. "you're my pretty boy, kaz, tell me you're pretty."
"i—i—"
"c'mon." he'd be so close, by then, twitching everywhere and left to dig into your shoulder blades. the marks he leaves across your upper back will be gorgeous, later. "you can do it, honey. c'mon."
relenting is not easy for kazuha: this you know.
but you'll also know that it's harder to stave off an orgasm for him. and so—when his hole begins to squeeze and throb around you—, he would finally cry out, "'m pretty—!" and tumble headfirst into orgasm.
just—pretty boy kazuha (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠) <33
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11 FEB. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .
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hitomisuzuya · 2 months
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OH MOTORCYCLIST!SCARA X FEM!READER?? (suggestive fluff)
this is basically like a good girl x bad boy trope, reader sneaks out past curfew to see him knowing her parents disapprove of him and he takes her for a ride then stops somewhere to kiss and feel her up (just touching, not fucking) ‼️
bonus points if the reader is kind of a prude? not sure if that's the right term, but she's like a virgin who keeps getting shy at the slightest intimate touch
Scaramouche x fem!reader. Kissing. Touching. A few smutty words but nothing too graphic.
Scaramouche was everything your parents hated. They'd even tried introducing you to nicer, quieter boys, but that wasn't you wanted. You were positive you were falling in love with him.
There was just as allure to him that you couldn't resist.
You made sure to memorize every floor board that creaked so you could avoid them when you snuck out to see him, your heart pounding and holding your breath until you were out the door.
Scaramouche loved watching you wrestle with your emotions. You were such a good girl, you naturally had your own reservations about sneaking out late to see him. And he was thrilled he had won in the end.
He was waiting for you next to his motorcycle, hidden behind a tree across the street from you. You looked back over your shoulder hesitantly to make sure no lights were on.
"Relax, I don't think anyone saw you," He reassured, putting his hands on your hips to steady you as you put a leg over the back of his bike. You let out a shy squeak, trying not to shift restlessly from the sensation of his hands on your hips. You blushed, thinking you heard him chuckle seeing your sudden show of flustered you felt.
"Hold onto me," He said before he started his motorcycle.
"Okay," You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his back. It was his turn for his cheeks to flush, feeling your cheek nuzzle into his back.
You closed your eyes, being soothed by the sound of his motorcycle, listening to the sounds of everything going by you. You soon forgot about your anxiety and let his presence wrap around you like something secure and comforting.
You relaxing around him, and he could feel that.
You picked your head up curiously, opening your eyes when you felt Scaramouche pull over. "What's up?" You asked. You were afraid he was already going to take you back home. The thought made your arms tighten around him.
It was cute how you were clinging to him.
"Nothing, I just think the stars look pretty in this spot," His words instantly calmed your trembling heart. Seeing the look on your face was priceless as he helped you off the back of his bike.
You looked so innocent looking at the stars with wide eyed wonder that he to kissed you. "Hey," He said, curling his finger under your chin to get your attention, capturing your lips in a sudden, soft kiss when you looked at him.
"Sc-Scara," You stammered shyly, wanting to cover your eyes to hide how flustered you felt. Your mouth opened like you were going to say something, your words falling into a shaky side as his fingers dipped up the hem of your shirt to graze featherlight over your skin.
Scaramouche could feel you melt against him, silencing any further protest with another kiss. You could've stood there kissing him all night, moaning softly into his mouth as you opened yours to invite his tongue into your mouth.
He hummed approvingly, deepening the kiss. The sensation of his ball of his tongue piercing exploring your mouth made you shiver. It grazed against your tongue as you curled your tongue around his.
You moaned louder into his mouth, his hand going up your shirt and folding over one of your breasts. His fingers groped and kneaded the soft flesh. You started to squeak his name in shy protest again, only it came out in a muffled moan into his mouth.
Scaramouche was absolutely eating this up. You felt him smirk against your lips, his hand going inside your bra to gently pinch your nipple. You mewled into his mouth, leaning into his touches.
"Am I making my pretty girl flustered?" He teased as he pulled away, rolling your nipple gently between the pads of his fingers. He was making it really hard for you to think right now.
"Can I stay with you tonight? I'll have to sneak back pretty early but," He cut you off with another kiss, delighted that you'd asked.
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AERIAL I HAVE ANOTHER ONE OMG
you go to rugby!james’s training all upset and anxious and wanting to see him, but planning to wait til it’s over so you don’t interrupt. but the moment he spots you on the sidelines he just ditches his training to give you the biggest hug eva. just sprints across the field & his teammates are all james?? where are you going???
𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 — 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫
summary — you interrupt james during training because you had an awful day.
warnings/tags — fem!reader, she/her pronouns, angst n fluff
You absolutely hate interrupting James during training.
You rarely ever do it because there’s never really a reason to. You know he won’t have his phone on him and even if he did, it’d be turned off. You try to leave him a message anyways.
james. if ur not busy, please can you call me.
No answer like you’d expected.
You spend twenty minutes crying in your car, deciding on whether or not to go and find him. You’re wound up and you know seeing him would make you feel a lot better. It’s selfish, you think, interrupting his work like this. You know he’s important to the team and you’ll definitely disrupt the flow. But, you’re feeling a little selfish today.
You walk around from the back of the oval and you spot him straight away. Running a play with his teammates up and down the field, his mop of curls pulled back with bright pink tape. When you’re not so upset you’ll remind him of the headband you’d left in his duffle bag. He hates pulling the tape from his hair but hates it in his face more.
There’s no one else really on the sidelines, just their executive coach and their medic. You hide in the stands in an empty chair.
You decide to wait until they’re all done. It’s usually around 7PM. You look down at your watch where it’s sat in your lap around your wrist. 45 minutes.
You sit with you hands bunched in your pants, wet cheeks and even wetter eyes. Sniffling like your life depends on it. You’re sure it does. You really hope James doesn’t notice you looking so miserable up here. Body hidden behind a post, you think you’ll get away with it for the rest of the afternoon. That is until you hear your name.
You snap your head up like a dog called to attention. Though you're sure not as cute. With pinched brows and a red nose. You clock James running across the oval. His teammates left confused with the ball forgotten in the grass.
They’re calling his name. James, what’re you doing?!...Potter, come back! He waves them off like he’s found something ten times more important. He has.
He scales the stairs and hops the last two rows of seats. “Y/N, sweetheart, what are you doing here?”
“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.” You apologise because you feel awful. Completely terrible. You’re sure it shows when you duck your head to your chest and squeeze your eyes shut.
He stands with his shins pressed into your knees, hovering above you. He hooks a knuckle under your chin and crouches down. "Baby, what's the matter?”
He seems panicked and you suddenly feel worse. Guilty for interrupting him and now he's more worried than you need him to be. It's nothing, really. But he's James. James your boyfriend.
You look up at him again with an apology at the front of your mouth. You swallow it when he frowns. "I just really needed to see you."
"Can you stand up?"
"What?"
He tugs at your hands. "Stand up for me, lovely. I need to hug you."
It's easy to feel that bit better when he dotes you with every pet name under the sun. You move to stand and have no problems when he thinks he needs to help you up. You do feel a little numb.
Your nose is all stuffed up but you can still smell him when he tucks you into his chest. Sweat and mud. The tiniest hint of cologne. You try to focus on the familiar scent of him to ground yourself. The lines he rubs up and down your back helps a lot.
"Shouldn't you be training?" Your voice is a little mumbled and wet when you speak into his firm chest. James hums because he can understand you. He could have his ears blocked and his eyes closed and he'd still find a way to understand what you're trying to tell him.
"No."
"James," you chide because it feels necessary. You don't want him to go back out onto the oval, really. It feels nice to be held by him.
"Why are you all upset, hmm?" James ignores your worries like always. He's good at pretending things are okay when you feel like they're not. He's a great reassurance when you feel too selfish.
"I had a horrible day," you tell him. His hand finds its way to your head when your voice breaks.
"Yeah?" He holds you impossibly closer.
"Yeah," you hum, completely smothered by him. "Just," you sigh, "just really needed to see you." You won't tell him that sometimes you get so upset that you feel like he's the only thing that can make you feel better.
James knows this because he feels the exact same way.
"You should've come onto the field," he says like that makes any sense.
"Run on to the oval a crying mess?"
"I'm sorry, angel," he says in the same loving way he always does. Maybe even worse when he hears you sniffle.
"Stop it," you hiccup.
James pulls back, frowning.
"Stop what?" He's a little distracted, using his hands to wipe away your tear tracks. And then the smudge of mud he leaves behind.
"Stop being so nice. It hurts."
James can't help but grin. His flushed face beams under the setting sun and you have to close your eyes. Being upset is less painful than looking at him when he looks so pretty.
"You're insane," he's laughing now, all pleased and giddy when he pulls you back into his chest. You let him like you always do because you think the hug is more for his sake. You can feel him hiding his hot face in your hair. It's entirely only warm because of your lovely comment.
"I'm sorry. I should be mean to my girlfriend when she's so upset."
"James." You blink into his shirt and startle to find you're still crying.
"What?"
You look up at him and his eyes soften at your wet cheeks. His heart also breaks the tiniest bit inside his chest. No, actually it shatters.
"How long until training finishes?" you ask.
"It's finished."
"No, it's not."
"Yeah, c'mon." He ignores your qualms once again, "I'll go grab my shit and we can go home."
"Really?" Your face brightens but you're still too sad for James's liking. Even if he had to stay at training, he'd find any way to get out of it just for you.
"Yeah, sweetheart." He kisses your nose.
James lets his team know that he's going home and lets you bury yourself in his side the entire time. Tugging at his arm, wrapping yourself around it tightly when you walk back to your car.
Once inside you feel the urge to apologise again. James shuts this down when he's grinning at you like he's in the only place he wants to be.
"Are you hungry?" he asks, starting the car. Driving you home after arguing that you were too distressed to be behind the wheel. You'd rolled your eyes and let him get away with it.
"A little."
"Great," he hums, "because I really need Derby's."
You beam. Derby's is a vegetarian diner near your house. Not once has he craved their food, he only ever goes because it's your favourite. You know he's only going for you.
"Really?" you giggle.
"Yeah. I need a lentil burger in me right now."
He's teasing but you can't find it in you to care. "Can we get the arancini balls?"
"And the tofu appetiser."
You smile the entire drive to the diner, the entire time there, and on the way home. James is lovely and thinks he's very funny. He is, you think.
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iaeriy · 2 months
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can you write a smut about jude. where just is on holiday in Mykonos and meets reader at a beach party
thanks :)
holidays • jude bellingham x reader
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summary; what anon requested! 🏩
word count; 5.3k!
warnings; smut, drunk reader! mention of alcohol, slight angst.. size kink, fingering, oral sex f! recieving, and squirting, public sex, counter sex, lastly aftercare!
a/n; NOT PROOFREAD. writing for jude makes me just wanna. SIGHS. i love writing for him, tho he’s a rival teammate..HAHA..anyway, i will be going to sleep, for now enjoy what anon reauested! 🎀
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it was the perfect weather in mykonos, so relaxing and just everything you needed and planned for, the sounds of the water waving against the beach, the windy air blowing. you were currently laying down against your tummy, your older sister watching over you..particularly because you were the youngest..only 19, your cheek slowly rested on the towel. “hey wake up..we’re still staying until that beach party happens..” she said tapping on your back, “really? you think some beach party will fix the mood..” you said, before leaning your head back, your back arching..getting out a stretch. “i think it will miss grumpy pants..” she said, your legs sitting down into a criss cross. “you’re one to talk.” you said before getting up, suddenly you heard a gasp from your sisters mouth as she looked at you. “..you uh..got a sunburn on your bra strap..” she said before you pulled the strap looking at your skin, “great! isn’t that fucking great!” you said before a volleyball hit your back.
“ow..” you said before your sister got up and grabbed the ball, “you’re fine..just sit down..” she said, a tall boy approaching your way as you watched from your sisters shoulder. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to, is your friend alright?” he said before you looked at him, well he was cute. dead cute. you stared at him as your sister talked to him, “yeah she’s okay..she’s my sister..um, what’s your name by the way? i’ve seen you around here lately..” she said before he chuckled, “jude..” he said before you kicked your sisters ankle, a yelp coming out of her. “i think we should get going now amelia..” you said as jude looked at you, you smiled at him before he smiled back. “i’ll let you two be, it was lovely getting to know y’all.” he said before leaving as your sister turned around, “what the fuck did you have to kick me for.” she said before you stared at her, “um, wasting my timeee! let’s go now. we got somewhere to be at for your stupid beach party.” you said before she scoffed grabbing her stuff.
you felt a pair of eyes watching you, you turned around and saw jude. you gulped before he winked at you, “little bitch..” you murmured before amelia looked at you, “huh?” she said, you shook your head grabbing your tote, “nothing! let’s go now!” you said before you put on the tanktop and the pair of white shirts under your bikini and your slides before walking back home, the big white home she had rented just for the two of y’all.
you were now at home curling your hair, already dressed up in a white ruffled dress, the straps were thin to the point half the tanline of your strap was noticeable, you were finishing your hair before hearing amelia wander around the house looking for a pair of heels. “what are you looking for..” you said as she looked around, “heels!” she said before you rolled your eyes, “there’s some in my room!” you said before you heard her sprint to your room, you had already finished with everything as hair was the last option. you fixed your curls before walking oht the bathroom and downstairs you went, “hurry up..i’m more in time than you are..” you said rolling your eyes, grabbing your white purse watching your sister take her sweet ass time.
“can you be quiet!” she said before finding some heels running back downstairs as you scoffed, “sorry miss take her sweet ass time.” you said, a small gasp coming out of her mouth. “let’s go.” she said before you walked to the door, “you took your nice ass time for this, u better not regret this dumb beach party.” you said before she slapped your arm, “hush, now let’s just go back to the beach and we’ll have fun. tho you’re on a lookout..” she said as you turned around looking at her, “i’m completely fine! i don’t need a babysitter, i’m ninteen! i can be mature myself.” you said scoffing before you and her walked down the steps that led to the beach.
“you stick along with me. you’ll just follow along since i’m in charge of you.” amelia said as you scoffed, “can we at least go look at the flowers!” you said before she looked at you, “fine, let’s go..” she said before you ran off to the small area of the flowers, finding a white lily. “look!” you said before she walked over to you, “here..” she said holding it from you, wrapping it around your hair. “there, now you look pretty.” she said as you rolled your eyes, “so you’re saying i’ve never looked pretty? okay.” you said a laugh bursting out of her, “no! i was just joking!” she said finding a red lily herself. you ran over to her helping her put the lily on her hair.
suddenly you turned around and made eye contact with the same boy from earlier. what was his name again? ah, right. jude.
you gulped before turning around, amelia looked at you furrowing his brows. “something wrong?” she said, “no..that guy from earlier keeps staring at me..” you said before she turned around and looked at jude, “oh jude, maybe he wants to talk to me!” she said before walking over as you scoffed, “not everything’s about you!” you said yelling before chasing her, “didn’t expect you to come to the party yourself.” jude said talking to amelia, you gulped looking at him. he was drop dead gorgeous, a man who was so..soo..heavenly made. “i was already planning it since, it’s been something i’ve been wanting to do actually.” amelia said as you rolled your eyes, “and who is that pretty lady behind you?” he said before you widened your eyes. he was talking about me.. you thought to yourself.
“who?” she said as you scoffed, wow what a bitchy move. you thought before walking away to the beach around the water, “stupid bitch..” you murmured before taking your heels off letting the sand dip in your feet. “oh?” he said furrowing his brows before chuckling, “we should go, the fun is over there instead of over here.” he said as you watched him and your sister from far behind. you scoffed rolling your eyes, sitting on your knees in the sand. “stupid vacation. all i came was to be some little pet.” you said drawing on the sand, “meh meh meh.. “who?” dumbass you know who i am.” you said mocking her, watching the water waves. the sun already down before you got up putting your heels back on, walking back to the party.
you sighed looking around, no sign of your sister. you walked back before somebody tapped on your shoulder as you turned around looking up at a boy, “hm?” you said after he smiled, “you’re y/n? right?” he said as your eyes widened, “yes-how do you know..” you said furrowing your brows as he smiled, “i’m a twin..” he said before you tilted your head, “jude? you look almost like him..” you said as he nodded his head, “i’m a twin duh.” he said rolling his eyes playfully before you two walked off to some table.
meanwhile after a long conversation and a few drinks..
“where’s y/n!?” amelia said to jude as he shrugged, “think my brother took her for a bit..” he said before jude and amelia began looking for you until they found you giggling like crazy, “is she okay? what’s up with her?” jude said looking at you and jobe before you bursted out laughing, “i don’t know..she had a couple of drinks..” jobe said looking away before amelia looked at you, “i don’t think she should be here anymore..” she said, “how many drinks did she have..” jude said looking over at jobe, “i don’t know..i didn’t keep count..” he said before jude chuckled, “fucking hilarious..” he mumbled before you stood up, wobbly you went over and slapped amelia, “keep your mouth shut. i think you should stop being in charge of me miss take her sweet ass time.” you said before jude grabbed your arm, “i’ll just take her home..you already told me your address so i’ll just take her..” he said before you looked at him, gulping and giggling over him.
“i feel like i’m floating!” you said giggling before amelia rolled her eyes, “i told you, you weren’t supposed to drink.” she said crossing her arms against her chest, “woooo..way to go for me then, not my fault you want to be miss perfy perfect.” you said as jude looked at you, shocked by your words. “that’s not true! wake up!” she said as you tried to hit her again, jude grabbed you against his chest. “think it’s time to take her home..” he said as you moved around, “get off me!” you said.
“please do so..i’m so sorry.” your sister said before you mocked her, “y/n! enough!” she said as you sticked your middle finger at her, “shut up..” you said before you shrieked, jude carrying you. “put me down!” you said before jude walked out the beach putting you down almost by the stairs. “why are you even taking care of me..” you mumbled before jude looked over at you, “cause your sister cares and my brother didn’t look after you very well after i told him to.” he spat out, wrapping his arm around you helping you walk up the stairs. “funny..amelia..didn’t really help. she tried being around you more and she makes it all about her..” you said, “i don’t think she does..you’re just tipsy right now y/n..” he said, you giggled. “a-am not!” you said burping on accident. “well, you are.” he said as you two were walking back home.
“clearly not! just being h-honest about her..” you said looking down before you looked up at him, you gulped admiring his face features. “you’re really..handsome..” you murmured softly as he looked at you, “you think so?” he said smirking, a small nod in response as he looked away again. “why did she try to take me away from you..even when you were staring at me after you hit me with the ball..” you said softly before he stopped moving, “you’re drunk y/n..stop saying that..” he said. you whined. “o-oh my god! you’re still going on about this, i’m not!” you almost yelled out as he scoffed, “you are.” he said shaking his head in disbelief.
“i-i’m not! quit a-assuming! mister grumpy ass.” you scoffed as jude looked at you, “what?” he said, the english heavy accent making you blush and swallow. “you heard me. mister grumpy ass.” you said before walking away as he grabbed your arm, yanking you to his chest with a yelp from your mouth. “listen. i’m doing your sister a fucking favor.” he said before you frowned, “seriously!? after you asked her “whos that pretty lady?” you’re seriously ridiculous.” you said as he grabbed your arm tightly, “l-let go!” you said almost punching his chest before he grabbed your wrist pulling you into an empty area. “what are y!—“ you were cut off by his lips on yours, you kissed back cupping his cheeks. he continued kissing you, it was rough but yet passionate. a small desperate moan spilling out your lips before you pulled away with a string of saliva. “s-seriously..” you said panting, “that’s how you feel?” you said looking up at him, and boy..your eyes were dilated..
“nope. we’re just starting pretty.” he said before pinning you against the wall, you looked up at him. his brown eyes making you whimper over nothing, he grabbed your cheeks with his hand. “you just can’t keep that damn mouth of yours shut..how adorable.” he said before he kissed you again, you kissed back holding onto his shoulder, his free hand lifting you by your thigh. now against the wall..your legs wrapped around his torso. he slowly began to grind himself against you, a whiny moan slipping out in the middle of the kiss. he moved the strand of hair away from your face, tucking it in your ear, his hand resting on your cheek. he continued kissing you, the sounds of your lips moving against his, slowly making you wet as you felt the patch forming in your panties.
he slowly moved to your neck, kissing around your skin harshly. you whimpered leaning your head back as the thin material of your panties made your wet patch even more wetter soaking through the fabric, “barely even started and you’re already having fun..” he smirked before moving your panties to the side, your clit now out in display before you felt his bulge slightly nuzzle your throbbing clit. a moan falling out your mouth again, he was grinding on purpose. he kept throwing you off on purpose, just to tease. you whined before he kept grinding himself against you still, his bulge perfectly rubbing your clit as you moaned around him feeling him and his lips kiss your neck. “t-this is! s-so embarrassing!” you said closing your eyes shut, moaning in between. “you’re enjoying this yourself though, already being loud enough.” he chuckled, grabbing your hips. you yelped at his grip before looking down, “my my my..look at the mess leaking out of you already..” he said before he began to grind your hips against his growing erection. moans slipping out..one by one..
“j-jude..!” you whined, leaning your head against the brick wall. holding onto it before he dropped you down. a small whimper escaping from you. you were now standing up, your legs wobbly and slightly shaking. “b-be quiet!” you said whining, being distracted you didn’t even see jude going down. he chuckled to himself before he hid his face inside your dress, his hand holding your thigh. “what are y-you!” you said before he licked a long stripe, your eyes rolling back of your head as you moaned softly. his tongue still licking around you, hands trying to hold onto something, he spread your sides burrying his face in. sucking and licking up your juices, tons and tons of moans escaping out of your mouth. “j-jude..” you moaned out, his tongue swirling around your hole, you sighed shakily looking down. there he was hiding under your dress doing what he was up to. moans falling out the second he continued to flick his tongue around, it didn’t take long to feel his tonghe slip into your hole, your hands slowly pulling up your dress.
he slapped your hands, a whine coming out of you. he was devouring every inch of your cunt. your back was against the wall, his hands holding onto your thighs. your eyes were heavy and puffy, “y-you’re s-so..stupid!” you said before he covered your mouth from beneath, “..keep quiet and let your moans do the talking.” he said before sucking around your clitoris. your eyes rolling back again, the wind around you making your nipples seek through the material of the dress. your hips slowly buckled in the air for some type of friction, “m..ore..” you muttered, he gripped your thighs tightly as you yelped before laying his tongue flat. “you know what to do.” he said before you began to grind your hips against his mouth, you threw your head back against the wall, moaning loudly. he watched you fuck yourself against his tongue, your hands shaking having no sort of thing to hold or grip onto.
you continued grinding your hips against his tongue, his nose slightly nuzzling across your clit making you see stars as loud noises were echoed through the small space. “so loud and we’re just starting.” he muttered, your legs were shaking before you rested your thighs on his shoulders. his hands holding down onto your ass, your hips lazily moving against his tongue. you were in a frenzy, moan after moan. you felt the warm feeling form in your stomach, “i-i’m gonna cum!” you moaned out, you gripped onto his curls, moving your hips faster chasing your own orgasm. “o-oh god! jude,jude..” you moaned out his name as he gripped your hips. you whimpered looking down at him with your glossy puffy eyes, he began to rub his mouth around you.
and with that, your orgasm hit you. you moaned louder, gripping tighter onto his curls, “f-fuck!” you moaned out before he moved his mouth away, “we’re not done. i wanna see.” he said before you felt his ring and middle finger slowly gaze across your skin, as his fingers entered your hole. stretching you out slowly as you shrieked. “p-please!” you said shaking your head, before he began to thrust his fingers slowly. you teared up again, your orgasm slowly recovering as you became sensitive around him. he pulled back up leaning close to you, fingers still on you as he kissed you deeply, you kissed back with a moan as he continued to thrust his fingers. you cupped his cheeks, sloppily making out with him attempting to move his fingers away before he slapped your hand off thrusting faster. you moaned loudly before his lips muffled your sounds, you were shaking uncontrollably legs almost giving out, luckily with judes grip you were perfectly fine. “so messy, in my mouth and on my fingers.” he murmured before you slapped his hand, feeling another orgasm coming.
“s-stop!” you said as he shook his head, “not with your attitude.” he said, thumb rubbing your clit making you cry out a moan loudly. “j-jude! o-oh go-fuck!” you moaned out before screaming again, this time juice’s splashing out as you were moaning uncontrollably. he pulled his fingers away rubbing your clit with his palm, as you squirted out again. “y-you’re s-so embarrassing!” you said before he slapped your cunt as you stood limped, you looked at him breathing heavily before he tapped on your ankle. “move.” he said as you moved back a bit, he grabbed your panties putting them in his pocket as you blushed heavily before he kissed your cheek, “let’s go now.” he said as you nodded your head, you pulled down your dress, limping over to him. “y-you’re just going to i-ignore what you did?” you said as he chuckled, “not really, hold my hand tho. you have an issue with walking.” he said, your hand interacting wih yours as you limped back home.
“you had a nice grip..” you murmured before he looked down at you, “don’t need to tell me, i already knew from your perspective.” he chuckled before you slapped his arm, “be quiet!” you said before he looked at you, “we really have to do this again?” he said furrowing his brows, “do what!?” you said, the alcohol still in you making you feel so wuzzy. “don’t worry anymore..” he said before you rolled your eyes, “dumbass.” you muttered as he smirked sneaking his hand in your dress, his hand gripping your ass tightly. a small squeal and gasp coming out of you, “keep walking, i’ll do the talking later.” he said as you blushed, “get y-your hand off me!” you said, “still drunk..” he murmured, “what!?” you said, he shook his head in response before you two stood outside your house.
“you’re really bad at talking..” you murmured, “what?” he said, “you heard me. mister slut.” you said slightly letting go of his hand before he gripped your hand tightly, “hilarious, how am i so?” he said walking with you around the small town, “flirting with my sister..then you gave me a smirk and you just purposefully fucked me.” you said before he looked at you, “you’re serious? listen to yourself.” he said as you giggled. “oh i am small dick.” you said limping around. jude stood there watching you run around now that you and him were back at your temporary house, he rolled his eyes at your sentence.
“oh we’re home!” you said slightly running to the door, “i missed my homeee..” you said, jude scoffing watching the way you were tipsy before he opened the door, you walked in as he followed you behind, closing the door quietly. you turned the lights on before he pulled you again, a yelp coming out of your mouth. “h-hey!” you said before he cupped your cheek harshly kissing you. you kissed back with a moan before he carried you again, your legs wrapping around his waist as the two of you kissed deeply. he placed you on the counter, your hand sliding inside his shirt meanwhile your other hand pulled him closely by the back of his head, you felt yourself needy again. you were way way beyond in the mood for sex, that’s another reason why amelia had to baby you around. because of the things you’d say or think of.
you continued kissing him, his hand fondling with your breast already. you bit down his bottom lip slightly, his hand pulling down your dress as he pinched your nipple. you moaned into his mouth before he tongue kissed you, you kissed back moaning feeling him rub your nipple. meanwhile his free hand cupping the bottom of your asscheek, his finger rubbing your clit as you whined. “n-no..please..” you said whining before he slapped your boob, “and whos fault is it?” he said frowning looking at you, “what!? is this about your stupid argument you started!” you said before he kissed you again, “be quiet, how about that.” he said before you kissed back, melting into his touch. Your hands cupping his cheek as one leg rised up onto his hip, his clothed boner meeting in touch with your soaking cunt yet again, he leaned into your neck, kissing your skin as you moaned softly again.
Your hands began to wander around his body, specifically his chest and biceps. You unbuttoned one button off his shirt while he was distracted, unbuttoning a few more. Only one left.
“fuck me..”
He pulled away from your neck tilting his head looking at you, your dress messy and halfway pulled down from your chest, your legs parted as he chuckled. “wanna say that again?” He said sending you a cheeky smile, you rolled your eyes as your legs fell off the counter, now leaning on the counter, feet resting on the floor. “f-fuck me..” you whispered loud and clear for him, your fingers playing with the straps of your dress slightly pulling them down. Your dress slowly coming down from your body before it pooled around your ankles, you giggled watching judes eyes widen. “you’re just going to stand there? after acting all tough and all..” you said giggling before he grabbed you by your waist, you blushed heavily. “listen missy, i know what am doing. now lay on the counter.” he said as you nodded your head, your chest resting against the cool counter..causing your nipples to harden.
Meanwhile as he was behind you doing his business..
it was silent. You felt him behind you, you blushed heavily. “quiet now?” He said chuckling as you rolled your eyes, “can you be qui!-“ you moaned out feeling his thick length enter you, your eyes rolling back, your clit throbbing and going weak. “not even half way in and you’re already tightening, care to explain?” He said alapping your ass as you moaned out shaking your head, “i-i’m good..” you said before he pulled you back by your arms, “still got a long way to go missy..you can take my cock all in..right?” He said before you turned to look at him, biting down on your bottom lip, holding back a whiny moan. “mmmhmm..” you said as you felt him fully push himself in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “good.” That was the last word he said before he began thrusting himself into you, you moaned at the way his cock took you in slowly in and out. Tightly and perfectly, just like how he imagined yesterday.
“noisy already?” He said before you whined, “m-my god! c-can you j-just b-be quiet!” You said as he chuckled, his teasing was definitely not a help but made your clit throb for more. He pulled your arms back even more, your back now touching against his, “h-huh..” you quiet said before he thrusted deeply into you, his pelvis hitting against your ass, “any less back talking?” You mewled out loudly, as you heard him speak. Your body almost collapsing due to your shaky legs, as he kept thrusting into you. You moaned uncontrollably gripping onto his arm hoping you wouldn’t collapse, you yelped at the smack thrown at your asscheek. His groans coming out the second he would push himself back in, he pushed you back on the counter slowly starting to speed up his pace, you moaned uncontrollably gripping onto the side of the counter.
“f-fuck j-jude!” You moaned out as his cock burried harshly into you with his quick thrusts, his cock hitting every inch of your walls making you moan like crazy and uncontrollably. “how ashamed your sister would feel if she saw you like this huh?” He lowered down to you whispering, you whined out. “i-i don’t care!” You said before he gripped your hips tightly thrusting faster than he was into you, the pleasure making your eyes roll back as you jolted forward within every bit. He rested his head against your neck, “My favorite little cunt..” he said in your ear, you mewled out at his sentenced as he sucked onto your skin. You gasped in between your moans gripping onto his arm, you leaned your head against his shoulder, his cock slightly hitting against your cervix. You breathlessly moaned as your eyes slowly rolled to the back of your head.. feeling the over sensitivity rise up including the pleasure made you nearly cry.
You felt like you were going to explode, like your orgasm would approach. And that’s exactly what was about to happen in the next moments.
The pleasure rising to your tummy and clit, you tried to move before he pushed you back to his chest. “j..jude..” you moaned out, your eyes heavy and puffy from the previous sexual interaction. You were breathlessly moaning before he slipped out as you whimpered at the emptyness, he kissed your neck. “You okay?” He said softly into your ear, biting on your skin as you whimpered nodding your head, he pulled your hands behind again. You gulped for the next movement, he slammed himself back in, you moaned loudly again before he began pounding into you. Your legs shaking uncontrollably his free hand narrowing down to your clit, he rubbed around the sensitive knob. “Y-You don’t have to do th-this!” You said before he spanked you, your eyes tearing up again at the harsh smack. “And who says that? Just because you stopped being a brat?” He groaned out feeling you clamp around him, you shook your head whiny whimpers and moans coming out of your mouth.
“God your pussy is so magnificent baby..” he moaned out, your cheeks turning pink at the comment, his pace was steady and going out on a rhythm..his cock hitting nearly your g-spot making you whiny and moan for more. “Looks like were getting near..” he said kissing your shoulder, you blushed heavily feeling like you would burst around him. “Here?” He said almost finding your spot as you shook your head, he chuckled watching you react to the pace. “How about now?” He said pounding into your g-spot, you screamed out again his hand rubbing on your clit, wanting to get you at the same place he was. Your vision going blurry as tears were streaming down your face, “r-right th-there!” You stuttered out, you could feel the bubbly feeling in your tummy again. This was going to be more than your orgasm. You held onto judes wrist nearly bursting out.
“J-Jude..” you said shaking as you felt it, through your core to your tummy. You were panting and attempting to hold it in.
“Hm?”
“I-I can’t hold i-it! A-Any longer..!” You screamed out before you squirted yet again, your juices splattering on the floor and all over his fingers, you screamed out through the process. Your walls clenching making jude paint your insides with his cum, you breathed heavily as you were shaking. You fell on the counter, breathing heavily..a small sob coming out of your mouth from the relief. He carried you sitting you down on the counter, “You okay?” He said caressing your cheek, you nodded your head smiling before he put his boxers back on, you nearly fought back the sleep. He cleaned up the mess of the puddle on the floor..thanks to..you..
“Y-You didn’t..have to do all that..” you said sleepy, murming your sentence as he shook his head, “I did, don’t worry.” He said smiling, you slowly began falling asleep. Jude finished cleaning the floor up before throwing the towel away, he carried you bridal style as you grunted before looking at him half-awake, “Are you going to tell my sister..?” You said resting your head on his chest, he shook his head. “No, she’s rude as hell for no reason. She’ll be home late i’m assuming.” He said pecking your forehead as you smiled before he laid you down on the bed, “Jude..” you murmured out while he roamed looking for a shirt and pantys for you to wear. “Hm?” He said loud and clear, “W-Why did you wink at me earlier..” you said before he walked over to you, as he put your panties on for you.
“Wanted to talk to you..possibly get to know you..” he said as you smiled lazily, “reallyyyy..” you said before he chuckled, “sleepy or drunk?” He said as you whined, “both..im still dizzy..” he said as you chuckled, “cute..sit up now..” he said before you sat up, “arms up.” He said as you did so, he put the shirt over you putting it on for you, before you fell back on the bed. He found the makeup removal wipes before he slightly squeezed your waist, “sit up..you’re not falling asleep with mascara smudged all over your eye..” he said before you sat up, he gave you a wipe before you began removing it from your left eye. You finished removing it off before he handed you another wipe for your eye. You were nearly falling asleep, jude chuckled at you struggling.
“Jude..” you whispered before he looked at you, “yes?” He said before you put the wipe next to you as jude went to throw it away, “i think you’re cute..” you said sleepy before crawling to your spot going under the covers, he looked over to you chuckling. “You’re drunk y/n..” he said as you shook your head, “..mmm a-am not..” you said before looking at him, “sleep with meeee..” you said as he chuckled shaking his head, he kissed your forehead. “I don’t think amelia would like the sound of that..” he said before you whined, “please!” You said before he chuckled, “i’ll see what she says..” he said grabbing his phone before texting amelia. You were nearly half awake watching him and admiring him. “You’re actually cute..” you said as he turned to look at you. “Shhh..she said yes by the way..” he said as you giggled, he sat on the bed caressing your hand. His thumb rubbing your palm as you smiled before falling asleep.
He laid next to you getting under the covers before he wrapped his arms around you kissing your cheek before he fell asleep.
Not bad for a vacation for yourself..
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home is a person | OP81
oscar piastri x student!female reader / smau fic
fc: maude apatow 
pov: you’re a student studying abroad in australia and during this time there, you realize home isn’t always a place but rather a person. in your case you find your home with mclaren's f1 driver, oscar piastri. 
warnings: mention of alcohol (beer bong too), other than that just emotional fluff !!
i already have plans for a part two but please let me know your thoughts !!!
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You loved all your friends but you had only been back in Melbourne for not even 48 hours and they were already dragging you to a BBQ party when all you wanted was to be in your apartment curled up with your cat, Timmy while reading a book. 
“I promise if within an hour you really aren’t enjoying yourself, you are more than welcome to leave. I’ll even promise to order the uber” your friend told you “Deal” you agreed. You enjoyed your parties but you also enjoyed some peace and quiet, right now you wanted the latter. 
You arrived at the party and made your way to the backyard with your friend. You had brought a pack of coolers with you, being raised never to show up empty handed to someones house. “I’m gonna go put these with the rest of the alcohol, Im sure I’ll see you around” you told the friend you had arrived with and then set off to find the alcohol table, mostly to put the coolers down but to also get yourself a drink, you needed one if you were planning on seeing this through. 
You found the booze table and put the coolers down, then scanned what other alcohol they had. You opted for making a vodka, lemonade. Once you had a red solo cup in your cup, another friend of yours passed by and asked if you wanted to come play beer pong. You just shrugged and said “sure”, you didn’t mind a good game every once and awhile. 
When the two of you got to the beer pong table, two boys stood at the one end. You had to admit they were both good looking, however the blonde one had caught your eye. “Is it us against you two or how are we doing this?” your friend asked, both boys shared a look “We can split up” the brunette boy suggested “I’ll be your partner” he added referring to your friend 
“Are you okay with that?” your friend asked turning to you “Fine by me” you said as you walked to the other end of the table where the blonde boy stood “Just don’t be mad when we beat you” you added looking at your friend chuckling slightly “Oh you're on” she laughed. 
“I’m Oscar” the blonde boy introduced himself “I’m Y/N” you offered him a smile, he seemed familiar but you couldn’t tell from where “Are you good at this?” you asked taking a sip of your drink while your friend and his friend introduced themselves to each other “Eh I’m decent” he answered your question, laughing slightly “We can win with decent” you joked making him laugh again. 
One game of beer pong later, you and Oscar had won against your friend and his friend “Yes!” you exclaimed as the last ball went in, indicating you had won “Good job” Oscar told you holding his hand up for a high five which you gladly gave to him “We make a good team” you said as a small blush appeared on his face “We do” Oscar agreed with you. 
From that point on, the two of you spent the rest of the party together getting to know each other, playing a few more games of beer pong, dancing a bit, overall having a great time together.
When the night was coming to a close and you were walking to meet your friend to go home, Oscar was right by your side “Is there any way I could get your number?” he asked scratching the back of his neck “Yeah but under one condition” you started “You have to take me on a date” he blushed but chuckled “I can definitely do that”. 
Once your numbers were exchanged and you shared a quick hug goodbye, you were in your uber with your friend “Aren’t you glad I made you come” she smirked looking at you, you just rolled your eyes. The both of you knowing she was right but there was no need to say it aloud. 
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╰ yourusername: i’ll tell you after the date 
╰ yourbestfriend: DATE!!! FACETIME ME WHEN YOU GET HOME, I NEED ALL THE DETAILS !!
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╰ friend1: happy to see oscar took you somewhere nice 
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yourbestfriend: THIS IS HIM 
╰ yourusername: 🤦🏻‍♀️
oscarpiastri: cant tell whose cuter; the koala bear or the person who took the picture of the koala bear 
╰ yourusername: i vote the koala bear 
╰ oscarpiastri: i have to disagree ;)
╰ yourusername: guess we can agree to disagree ;) 
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yourusername: still never getting over how you casually said you were an f1 driver 
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landonorris: now i know why you’ve been taking forever to answer my texts 
╰ oscarpiastri: i’ve had other things to do
piastrixnorris: WAIT DOES OSCAR HAVE A GF !?
f1fan_: OSCAR PIASTRI, ARE YOU A TAKEN MAN ?? 
wagupdates_: we’ll solve the mystery. its our duty 😎
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oscarpiastri: my happy place 
╰ yourusername: 🥰🥹😘
oscarpiastri: timmy my adopted son 
╰ yourusername: he loves you, maybe more than me 
╰ oscarpiastri: that was my goal this whole time 😏
friend1: i’m taking a nap on the freeway tonight 
╰ friend2: im joining you 
yourbestfriend: he still needs the best friend stamp of approval 
╰ yourusername: we’ll come to sydney before his break is over, i promise 
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f1fan: AWE 
user4: THEY’RE DEF DATING 
user81: SHES SO PRETTY 
piastripastry: OSCAR UR GF IS STUNNING FR 
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wagupdates_: GUESS WE HAVE A NEW WAG ADDED TO THE LIST 
yourusername: thats so funny, my happy place is next to you, what are the chances 
╰ oscarpiastri: no way, we must be made for each other or something 😉
╰ yourusername: seems that way 😏
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yourbestfriend: he gets the best friend stamp of approval now 
╰ yourusername: YAY 
oscarpiastri: girls named y/n make the best gfs 
╰ yourusername: ur so cheesy, keep it going 
╰ oscarpiastri: for you, anything 
friend1: does he have any single f1 friends ??? 
╰ yourusername: let me get back to you on that 
╰ friend2: i’m wondering this too
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oscarpiastri: i wonder who took these photos of you 🤔
╰ yourusername: some australian man who tagged along with us🤷🏻‍♀️
╰ oscarpiastri: hmm..hes a good photographer
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Things between you and Oscar had been going so smoothly. Obviously he had to get back to racing pretty soon which was why you were making the most with the time you had, not that either of you minded spending pretty much everyday together. 
Right now you were sitting on your balcony, enjoying the morning breeze, while Oscar was still sleeping. He had spent the night because yesterday you had gone to Sydney for a boat day with your best friend and her boyfriend and by the time you got back, it was pretty late.
You didn’t want Oscar driving back to his place so you offered for him to stay which he gladly accepted and you were able to fall asleep cuddled up together. 
Your cat was curled up in your lap while you read a book. You were so engaged with your book, you didn’t notice Oscar walking out of your room and coming into the kitchen, seeing you on the balcony. He didn’t want to startle you so he walked over to the door, tapping on the side to get your attention before speaking 
“Morning” he smiled at you “Morning, did you sleep well?” you asked as you put your bookmark in your book and shut it. He nodded while a yawn escaped his lips “Do you want a coffee? or I can make us breakfast” you suggested as you picked your cat up and got up walking to the door. 
Oscar moved to the side to let you in and shut the door behind you “Why don’t we go out for breakfast” he offered “This way you can just rest” he explained as he walked over to where you stood by your kitchen counter, where you had put your book down, gently putting a hand on your lower back. “Sure, I like that idea” you told him as you smiled looking up at him “I just need a few minutes to get ready and we can go, I actually know the perfect place” “Sounds good, also I was wondering if you had a spare toothbrush” he asked laughing slightly.
You laughed with him and nodded your head “Follow me” you instructed and brought Oscar to your bathroom to show him where you kept spare toiletries incase anyone ever needed anything while they were here. 
“Thanks” he told you once he had a toothbrush in his hand “Anytime, when you’re done just make yourself at home and I’ll be ready soon” you told him.
As you turned to walk away to get ready, Oscar grabbed your wrist causing you to stay in place, he leant down giving you a quick peck on the lips “Sorry Ive just been wanting to do that since I woke up” he told you blushing. 
You had a small blush on your own cheeks, he truly was the cutest person you knew “No need to apologize, you're welcome to do that whenever you want” you told him causing him to blush even more but then he broke into a boyish grin and stepped closer, putting his hands on your cheeks and kissing you properly.
It didn’t matter to either of you if you both had morning breath, all you cared about was each other and getting to do this as much as you could before Oscar left to get back into the world of F1. 
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oscarpiastri: im so lucky 🥰😍
╰ yourusername: brb blushing 
╰ landonorris: who knew oscar had riz
╰ oscarpiastri: who let you here 
╰ landonorris: y/n accepted my follow request..finally 
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╰ yourusername: dont remind me that youre leaving soon 
╰ yourusername: i need these next couple days not to fly by..
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It was the day you and Oscar were most dreading, the day he had to leave Melbourne to get back to work. You had told him you would drive him to the airport, wanting to spend every minute you could with him before he left. 
You made casual conversation on the drive over, not wanting to think about the fact you’d be doing long distance, not sure when you’d get to see each other next. You were going into your final year of your degree and would be in classes which meant you probably wouldn’t be able to attend the races. 
Unfortunately you arrived at the airport faster than you hoped you would. You parked in the parking lot and got out of the vehicle once you turned the car off. You went to help Oscar with his bags “I got it” he told you, putting his backup on and then grabbing his suitcase handle with his one hand “Just hold my hand” he told you smiling and reaching to intertwine your fingers. 
The two of you walked hand in hand towards the entrance. Because Oscar had some fame to his name, you were able to stay with him until he had to start boarding and then security would safely escort you back to your car, per request of Oscar himself. Luckily due to the time of day, there weren’t any fans that he could see but he didn’t want to risk it. 
You sat in the waiting area for his flight to be called, you had your head resting on his shoulder “I’m gonna miss you so much” you told him softly “I know, I’m gonna miss you too” he expressed the same mutual feeling. 
“I’ll be cheering you on from home for every race though” you added lifting your head up and looking at him, he smiled at your comment “Knowing youre watching is all the incentive I need to make sure I do good. I gotta make my girl proud” he said lifting your intertwined hands and giving them a kiss.
He could be such a hopeless romantic at times and it always made your stomach do cartwheels, you didn’t know how you got so lucky with Oscar. 
Some time passed before his flight was called causing the two of you stand, forced to look at each other not wanting to say goodbye but knowing you had to.
“Go be a brilliant F1 driver” you told him, not wanting to say anything more or else you might cry “Come here” he said opening his arms, knowing you were doing your best not to cry. 
It could be alot dating someone in Oscar’s field constantly having to say goodbye and not knowing when you’d be able to see each other next. You walked into his arms wrapping your arms around his waist as he wrapped his around you.
A moment passed before you pulled away, if he didn’t leave now, he’d miss his flight. “Text me when you land, I don’t care about the time difference” you told him “Of course” he told you as he picked up his backpack and you made your way to the doors to the plane. 
After he gave you one final kiss on the lips, he turned and made his way through the doors heading for the plane. He wanted to turn around and see you one more time but he knew he’d never leave if he did so he kept walking straight. 
You got walked back to your car, being sure to thank the security before you got in and put your keys in the engine. You waited till you were back home and wearing one of his hoodies to let a few tears fall.
It was crazy to you that someone you had only met a couple weeks prior had become someone so important to you and now you were crying over them leaving. 
You didn’t know why you were reacting this way, you had been able to pack up and move across the world for school saying goodbye to family and friends. You had travelled, always making friends then saying goodbye. Goodbyes were something you had plenty of experience with, yet saying goodbye to Oscar was another level of difficult.
The more you thought about it, you realized he had become something you didn’t realize you were looking for, he had become your home and for the first time in your whole life, you were missing your home.
It was in this moment that you knew you didn't want to go another day without Oscar by your side. You knew you had to finish school but once you had your diploma, you'd be flying to Oscar and never leaving his side from there.
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ahh i've been working on this one for awhile now so i hope you like it !! once again feel free to reblog or comment ur thoughts !! other than those notes, enjoy and talk soon ❤️
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bratetteprincess · 1 month
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ok so HUGEEE request, could you do a luke x bimbo!reader, and he takes the reader to the mall for being a good girl and then he ends up fucking her in a dressing room, and they have to be quiet so nobody hears?! 😓😓 ps can i be a emoji anon w 🪅 < this emoji?!?
omg yesyes cus bimbo!reader n luke is my gospel… my pretty pink drug <3 n ofc !! welcome welcome angel <33
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you weren’t a fuckin brat all week for once … n luke loved spoiling his teeth rottingly candy hearted girl ! showing you off was just an added bonus ofc ofc…
and it was the mall !!! of course you dressed up ! a pink sundress that squeezed ur plushy tits and frilly skirt hanging just below your perky ass !! but it was cute !
especially with your glossy lips n mascara coated lashes… what u didn’t know tho… is you were driving luke fuckin insane !!!
holding ur array of victoria secret n sephora bags just to hide the bulge in his pants… grinding his teeth every time u bent down to look at something… dress riding up n almost almost exposing ur pretty little pantied cunt… sure u had a damp little wet spot but how could u have known??? he looked so coy when u swiped his credit card n curling his hand around your waist ! u grin all big n babbling all prettily laced thank yous !!
thats until those shiny n diamondy n lacy thonged panties are stuffed in ur mewling mouth !! squeals and sobs muffled n blurry n ur perfect makeup runs down ur face… all folded over the velvety bench n everything !!! glossy legs spread wide… n you could hear people just outside :(( why did u even let him in with u in the first place ?? its luke after all…
n the bulging veins of lukes cock rutted into your slick tight little cunt !! balls slapping n rubbing agaisnt ur drippy drooling folds !! soso mind dizzying n cock drunk !! his dumb pretty girl…
“mhm princess I like this fuckin dress- f-fuckk I bought it for you, yea? easy fuckin’ access to your cunt- mhm shit baby” his voice s’all raspy… n if he didn’t have you bent over in blissful blissful doggy he’d watch ur clumpy mascaraed eyes roll back !!!
but u forgot the glistening foggy mirror !!! so luke eye fucks u while literally pounding into your pretty cunt ! wet n slapping n soso mean… n then ur mesmerized
“fucking hell baby mhm yea u like watching me fuck you? damn wish I could hear these pretty moans,” his ruts increase… ur tits bouncing n you squeal !! “but you got me fuckin hard in this damn mall mhm?- specially in that god damn- dress fuckkk princess”
“m-phm! auhh auh! luke fa-faster-!” all muffled n dumb !!
“damn just need to buy ya’ a few pretty things baby and your beggin or it yea- mhm god- m’pretty slut just needed some cock mhm?”
n it’s soso dirty- watching him ruin ur wet little cunt right infront of the giant mirror !!! black curled head tipping back n large hands bullying ur rippling sweet bottom :(( sure u looked like a mess walking out of there… your new panties were covered in glossy glossy drool… what the confused store clerks didn’t know?…
lukes cum was dripping from ur hole n ruining the pretty new pair… n he just smirked all proudly watching his princess clench your thighs ! just so it didn’t run down your shaky legs !!!
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doki-doki-imagines · 3 months
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Hii! How was your Christmas?
May I request Bi-Han, Reptile, Liu Kang, Shang Tsung, and Kuai Liang with a s/o who decides to bring back a cat and sneak it into their shared home? And later they decide to introduce the cat to the boys and the cat instantly falls in love with the boys? (Separate please)
Thank you and have a happy new year! :)
author note: I survived Christmas so I can be happy🫡. Hope yours was good too! Happy New Year to you too dear!!!💫💫
warning: I noticed just at the end I changed a bit the prompt, if you want it redone tell me, no problem🫡
Bi-Han: -Battle of glares. The day you bring the cat in Bi-Han sets rules with the little beast. -If the cat tries to get cuddles while he is training with his men, he'll brush it off. -It's a bit depressing how much Snowflake (Snow for friends) loves Bi-Han, who barely scratches its chin, but you, a fool in love with the ball of fur, barely get a pur. -Your photo gallery is full of pictures of the cat sleeping on Bi-Han man-tits (smart kitty).
Syzoth: -He…doesn't really enjoy the cat presence; memories of cats playing with reptiles, 'till they get tired and… better not remember. -Since you mostly take care of Vinny, Syzoth doesn't have to worry much. Doesn't mean he won't jump every time the cat lands on his shoulders. -The first step is taken by the cat, curling on Syzoth legs for a power nap. He stayed still, greenish eyes wide. -You prompt him to caress the little furball head, and he does, slowly, prepared to run away if he senses an attack incoming. -Nothing happens, kitty now purring on his legs; it's a small step.
Liu Kang: -He loves it the second you bring the kitty home. -But there is a problem…Liu Kang is allergic to cats! He didn't think to heal from all kinds of allergies while he was at it. -He'll just look at you two from afar, cooing at you two cuddling. -The kitty will try to cuddle up to him more than once, attracted by his warmth, but if Liu Kang doesn't want to end up in the hospital, you'll have to take it away.
Shang Tsung: -He knows there is a new add in the house, just one foot in the house. -Shang Tsung despises the kitty, its black long fur, its wide soft eyes, his cute mewls… -He loves kitty, as much as he loves you (but not as much as he loves himself). He brushes the cat fur and gives the best food, to have always the shiniest fur. -The cat understands his good intentions, purring and making biscuits on his lap, but the animal still prefers to sleep with you, sensing some danger coming from the sorcerer.
Kuai Liang: -He…doesn't have the best relationship with cats, memories of angry cats scratching him when he was just a kid. -So he was worried that the cat would be wild, hurting you more than anything, but…Sparkle is nice! -Liang loves to scratch her under the chin, obtaining the cutest purs. -Sparkle loves to cuddle up on his lap, biscuits are often made on his chest, tho.
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mukbangg · 3 months
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Can you maybe do one where billy and fem!reader have been in a relationship for a year or something like that and haven’t gotten intimate yet and one day when they’re hanging out somewhere their kids kind of turns into a make out session and billy indicates he wants to go further but reader is scared so he kind of guides her in a comforting way?
Thank you!!
Oki
Being with billy is like honey.
Hes so warm you practically melt whenever you're near him and your giddy grin is reflex at this point.
Sweet sweet Billy, jesus you're drunk off him hes just so lovely.
Sometimes you spend hours kissing him like you can inhale him, saliva slick on both your chins as you suck his bottom lip and lick the roof of his mouth.(he always snorts when you do that its ticklish)
Though, all these intense makeout sessions never lead anywhere. As soon as his hands slid a little lower, you're jolting, breath stilling as you pull away with an almost shameful look. Billy doesnt mind though, hes always quick to assure you that you dont have to do anything you're not comfortable with.
Sweet, gentle Billy,despite all his bloody history and those unnerving eyes which was the last glimpse of many men before their inevitable death at his hands. He presses soft kisses into your hair, whisper honeyed words into your ear, and you're cuddling into his chest, assured that you've got nothing to be sorry for.
Maybe its all the stories from the brothel woman, the mid wives and mothers and such, its built up some subconscious fear of the act itself that it makes you hesitate each time.
So when you find yourself in his lap, panting into each other's mouths as you grind down on him, the same fear grips you and you freeze.
Billy understood immediately, pulling away as his palm cups your nape and forehead presses against yours.
"Hey doll,"
He murmurs, nudging your nose with his.
"Back to earth? We dont got to do anything, hmm?"
He kisses your cupid's bow softly, tongue darting out to lick your lips.
"I like kissing you anyways. We can just do that,'kay doll?"
But you're shaking your head slowly, teeth digging into your bottom lip.
"I can...I wanna do this, Billy. With you,"
He hears the hesitance in your voice and he quirks his lips to the side, humming in thought.
"You sure? Dont wanna make you feel forced or anything. You know that you dont have to, right?"
And you nod your head, smiling up at him all sweet the way he knows you're not changing your mind.
"My best girl,"
He whispers, dropping his head down to the crook of your neck, kissing the soft skin there.
"You'll tell me if you dont wanna, 'kay doll? I'll be real gentle, I promise,"
And gentle he was, practically worshipping you as he slips your dress off, kiss up your thighs and slide your panties off. Your legs instinctively try to close, but hes fit himself between them, just resting his chin below your belly button.
"Shy, arent you?"
He murmurs, lips curving into a loopy smile.
"Here, gimme your hands, doll,"
You reach down obediently, lips pursed before you let them quirk up in a tight smile when he places your hands over his eyes.
Your soft squeeze was all he needs before hes kissing down your pussy lips, tongue diving in to lap at your already drooling hole up to you cute little clit. Hes so slow, making sure you know he wants to take care of you. And before you know it, your hands had slide up to curl in his hair, tugging softly hips bucking into his face and he chuckles into your wet pussy knowing hes got you over your hurdle.
Hai who am I kidding, heres an extra drabble:
"Fuuucckkk doll, your lil' cunny's sucking me all the way in,"
Billy huffs, breathless as you writhed under him.
Hes got one large palm on your belly, pressing down slightly on the small bulge that's visible when he thrusts into you.
"All this time I've been jerking myself, and you've had this sweet cunt right hereohhhh fuck-"
He chokes out before hes cumming again, emptying his balls straight into your womb.
And you? You dont know how many times you've cummed already, too dumbed out and filled with pleasure(and cum).
The bottom of you butt is wet, a mixture of both your fluids spilling out your abused hole whenever he fucks into you. The loud squelch as he shifts was vile, a fat glob leaking out your when he pulls out, gliding his still hard cock through your fold.
Billy taps your face, running his hand through your mussed hair.
He runs the swollen head of his cock against your clit, earning a squeal from you as he chuckles.
"Aaandd shes gone. Fucked you dumb did I, doll?"
"Billllyyyyy!!! S'too much-"
But you dont get to finsh as your voice tapers off into a sob, his thumb sliding across your aching clit, slipping a little from how slick it is.
"C'mon doll, y'can do it, c'mon- ahfuck,"
He pushes his thick cock in just as you squirt, coating his pelvis as he continues rubbing your clit.
"Billy- billy-"
You sob, each snap of his hips coaxing spurts of clear liquid out as his tip hits that sweet spot in you just right.
"You're ready to be a momma for me, hmm? My pretty lil' momma,"
Gods, what were you thinking denying yourself Billy's cock this whole time? Every jolt of pleasure fries straight up your spine and zaps every thought out your head. You just wanna take every load he dumps in you, let him plug you with his fingers as he fuck his cum back in.
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