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tatakaebomb · 2 years

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Never gonna lose you

ꕥ Pairing : Ex Jean x Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : Seems like your now taken ex still cant seem to get enough of you, the riskier the behaviour the funner the sex

ꕥ A/N : Just a jean one shot because I feel you guys deserve more content. Gonna do more NC fics and one shots too hopefully more HC too.

ꕥ Word count : 0.7k

ꕥ TW : Cheating, deception, mentions of sex toys, cam sex, nude photos, nudity, sex, smut, fingering, finger sucking, creaming, vulgar language, infatuation, perverted thoughts, quickie, slight mentions of oral, toxic ex relationship, 18+

‘Fuck-‘

-Mmm yeah’ you whine, legs wrapping over the base of his hips as he hikes you up on top of the table. Fingers rapidly reaching to undo your buttons and throw your blouse on the floor.

‘I’ve been thinking of you all fucking day, do ya know how hard your pictures have been getting me? Hm? Do ya?!’ His hand greedily grabbed the flesh of your ass, gripping it between his digits. Tongue and mouth latched onto yours, his cock rubbing harshly onto your clothed cunt.

You were so naughty earlier, knowing jean was out with his new girlfriend all day. You couldnt get your hands off him, so desirable to his lips. The taste of you from so many years ago still lingered on his tongue every time he kissed her, every time he fucked her he imagined it was you he was fucking - you he was treating you right again.

The fiesty videos of you spread out for him, head swung back in ectasty as you pushed the dildo deep inside of you. The one that exactly measured jeans cock, the false veins striped from the balls and your cum coating it, drooling straight down onto your hands. Moans and grunts escaping your lips, glints back to the camera where you knew jean would be watching whilst he was out. Where you knew he would be doing his hardest to keep his erection to himself.

‘Missed you baby…’ you coo’ed, pretty eyes dazing your into his.

He was so adored by your face, he cant believe he’s stopped himself for so long. 3 years you’ve been apart and every single day he’s been away from you, the more he’s craved for you. For your touch, your feeling. Nothing ever compared to you. All the photos and texts sent to each other in a build up was just a tease for how good you actually felt. How excited you both get for the lingering scent of one another every time you fuck.

‘Gn’ fuck you so good. Ya want that hm? Me to fuck you how I used to?’

A nod to your head had him go feral, his saliva and drool conjoining on your tongue as you rubbed yourself on top of his kitchen counter. The one his new girlfriend uses to prepare their dinner, the one his new girlfriend had built in specifically for their new home together. The one where his old girlfriend got relentlessly fucked for a year straight while she wasn’t home.

His digits darted inside your pussy, rubbing your clit harshly as you rolled your hips off his wrist, arms wrapped round his neck and tits pushed against his chest. Breathless gasps escaping you every time that g spot was hit. Pupils diluting, lip getting bit, head rolled onto his shoulder. Your lips pecking into his neck weakly, moans sending vibrations through his body and directly towards his erect cock.

‘So good mm…’ you mumble. Sweet elicited noises escaping your parted, swollen lips.

‘So wet f’ me…’

The more you grinded into him the closer you felt yourself edge to your release. Stomach knotted and bra covered tits rubbing against him. Body doing everything it could to achieve what you desperately craved, what you’ve longed for this entire day.

‘M’ Gn’ cum…’

‘Yeah? Go for it baby..’

Almost on command you squirted onto him, your slick lathered onto him. Cum white and thick, how he loves it to be. Your fucked out body slumped on him, head tilted to meet his as he pushed his fingers into his mouth. Swirled tongue lapping up the sweet taste of you. Your core throbbing at the sight of him delving into every part of him. A soft whine leaving your throat as soon as he leaned back into kiss you. Swaps of liquid and cum feeling so good against your dried throat.

‘Wanna put that pretty mouth to use hm?’ Thumb dragging against the tip of your puffy lips. Your lip bite and Keenly behaviour was enough to show him how horny you were right now.

That was until-

‘Jean?!’

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babyflossy · 4 years

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[23:14] M

jaehyun + soft (?) smut + 600 words

"fuck, baby," jaehyun's voice is muffled by the skin of your back, the vibrations of his words sending shivers down your spine. his hands grip your hips and pull them up to meet his, pushing your head into his mattress to swallow your moans. "you gotta be quiet for me, angel. can you do that?"

you try to nod, but the way his fingers massage your clit make your shoulders seize up and you can do nothing but whine in agreement. the pace he's set does nothing to calm the tightening of the coil in your stomach, the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot so deep within you with every thrust.

"jaehyun," you pant as you lift yourself from the pillows on shaky arms. "i'm gonna—," you suck in a harsh breath as he hits a particularly deep spot inside you. "i'm gonna cum."

seeing the strength leave your arms, he pulls out and you whine at the empty feeling before he flips you onto your back. his hooded eyes meet yours and he pauses momentarily to press a needy kiss to your lips, a hand coming to rub along your jaw soothingly. it's gentle and warm and the polar opposite to his actions not minutes before and it makes your head spin.

not waiting any longer, he grips your ankles in his hands and pulls them over his shoulders, the cool air hitting your most sensitive parts. you shiver before he pushes in slowly, the new angle allowing him to fill you completely.

despite his previous request to be quiet, probably to prevent alerting any of his group members who sit in the living room not ten metres away, you can't help but let out a sinful moan at the feeling. jaehyun's fingers slip back to their position on your clit while his other hand comes up to cover your mouth. you can't help but suck his fingers into your mouth, enjoying the way his hips stutter at the sight.

you look up at him through your lashes, tears brimming at the feeling of him. it's too much and not enough at the same time and you can feel yourself teetering on the edge of ectasty.

"c'mon, angel," jaehyun leans down to whisper in your ear, his teeth grazing along your earlobe as he grunts quietly when you clench around him. "let go."

his words are accompanied by a harsh circle of your clit and a strong thrust and you're gone. his name escapes your lips like a mantra as colour explodes behind your eyelids and your back arches. through the pleasure, you feel jaehyun's hips stutter once more and then he's spilling into you. the feeling only heightens your pleasure and another moan slips out before he can cover your mouth.

"fuck, that felt so good," you whisper at him when he pulls out slowly, wincing at the first wisps of overstimulation. jaehyun nods in agreement and collapses beside you, chest heaving. you push his hair out of his eyes, the sweat collecting on his forehead making it stick to his skin. "do you wanna shower?"

"you wanna go for round two?" he quips back with a smirk and you hit his bicep, scoffing.

"only if you handle if."

a/n: written on my phone so sorry for any mistakes :/ but i felt for not posting much

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insomniac-arrest · 4 years

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it’s weird bc logically, I know I make more money at my crappy minimum wage job in 2 weeks than I ever do with my writing

but emotionally?? anytime people tip me on ko-fi or give me ink on tapas it’s like a straight cocaine blast to the brain, I am on cloud nine, I am rolling around in ectasty

someone liked my work?? someone wants to pay me for my creative time and energy??? broooo

capitalism is fake bc that money just hit differently than the other stuff

#writing #writeblr #tho my stupid job is still on hiatus so I have almost no income #outside of my writing rn

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dearcupidcandy · 4 years

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Yandere Terushima x party listener PART 2

❤️𝗚𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗺 𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗲❤️

𝙃𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨! (𝙔𝙚𝙨 𝙄’𝙢 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚) >:(

Enjoy! 💕

You struggled in your swing. Terushima was getting ready for practice downstairs so you tried your best to not make much noise. Your legs where weak and visibly shaking as you barely got your foot out of the sling. Once you did. Your leg hit the floor like it had never dealt with gravity. You let out a silent hiss as you heard footsteps. You heard a doorbell and quickly went still. Hearing murmers downstairs.

“Really Terushima-san !! When will you stop take practice seriously?”

A woman’s voice? Who the hell?

“Heh Hana-Chan I was just on my way y’know~ you missed me that much?”

You heard an angry huff before returning to your escape. “Just hurry up okay?”

Terushima nodded as Misaki closed the door. His smile faded as his eyes grew dark. Still having the smile on his face as he made his ways outside. With the slam of the door you quickly pushed your aching body up and the whole swing fell to the ground with a thud. You where free. But you could barely get up.

You limped towards the window. Making sure to stand to the side so Terushima wouldn’t notice you.

“Yuiji-san?” Did you see something?

His wide eyes stared at the window and his grin returned as he returned it to Hana. “Nope~ just a little off that’s all~.” Hana went into a lecture as Terushima latched his arm around her. Nodding. But not listening.

~ Some time passed~ (⚠️ 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚⚠️ )

You tried every window. Every lock. And even threw his lamp at the window. You where so used to being ramped 24/7. Your body finally gave out. You sat on the ground. Your skin still bruised. But you where craving his touch. His lips. His piercing. You began to touch yourself.

You lost track of time. The thing that snapped you out of your trance was a drop of a bag. You looked up. Terushima’s mouth agape as he watched you pushed against a drawer inserting your fingers in and out of yourself. You gasped. Trying your best to move before Terushima’s lips where already pressed against yours.

“Ugh-Yuji~.” You whined as he pressed into you. His piercing making it especially hard to resist his touch. “Not after you like whoever Hana is~.”

He stopped dead in his tracks. His scary expression appearing once more. His grip tightening as he pressed firmly into you. “Aww~ jelly hm?” It’s okay my love~.” He pecked you on your cheek. Watching your eyes avert his gaze.

“She’s n o t h i n g.” You felt your heart flutter as he ravaged you. “Your mine...” He said. Biting your neck. You let out a squeak. Soon. You where back to your usual pattern. And as much as you didn’t want to admit it. You loved it.

You felt his manhood enter you. Making you pant against the bed. He inserted his fingers. Making you flinch. You couldn’t move much since he handcuffed your arms to the bed. He let out soft moans and chuckles as you squealed and squirmed out of his grip. Your actions barely making any sound. He finally couldn’t keep it so soft as you wrapped your legs around him. You felt him tower over you and pull out. “N-no don’t-.” You whined loud as tears fell from your eyes. He bent down and wiped them away. “Don’t worry.... I’m going to fill you up good babe.~ I don’t want anyone but you~.” You went red before he slammed into you.

You both let out loud moans before he kept it in for good measure. You couldn’t move at all as ectasty over came you. Now you where really screwed. You fell in love with this obsessive man.

“My my ~ my (Y/N) ~ 💞 what a lewd expression your wearing.” He chuckled as you fainted from fatigue. Still pushed against you.

“𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆~?”

He fell asleep curled up next to you. Wrapping his hands around you. Willing to never let you go out of his grasp.

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jiracheer · 4 years

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Ya know who it is, it be 🧊, back again with anotha request~ But this time it's gonna be spicyyyyyyy ;3c || Hcs/Drabble for mutual masturbation with Daichi 😳😳😳

✨ a/n: 🧊 ANON 😭!!!!! IVE MISSED U SM DOLL 🥺 how r u!! I hope ur okay!! Thank u for returning to me with this rq I’ve been thinking abt it for DAYS 🥴 I kinda wrote this a bit weird?? idk dawg 😳

Fuck 12. Daichi ain’t no cop he’s a firefighter👨‍🚒

✨ warnings :: NSFW, mutual masturbation. Choking????

NSFW under the cut!

It was late in the evening when Daichi finally came home. The young man was fairly exhausted from a days work, but nevertheless was smiling at the thought of coming home to you. The two of you have been together for 6 years, and he was more than excited to spend the rest of his life with you.

“Hey Egg-“ An outstretched hand came to greet your cat who bumped her head affectionately against his hand. The two of you had adopted her a week after you had purchased your home. She was your little baby and the two of you spoiled her unnecessarily.

“You seen mommy?” He immediately took note of how quiet the house was, and normally he didn’t mind, but this time he did. He missed you and was hoping to walk into you singing while making some sort of snack in the kitchen.

Egg simply purred as Daichi scratched behind her ears, shaking her head with a ring of her collar before she’d stalk away into another room. He could already hear her scratching her scratching post.

Frowning, Daichi stood up with a grunt and took off his shoes and heavy jacket before stepping foot into the main room. He put his hands on his hips as he searched around, thick brows drawn together as he looked all over the place but you were nowhere to be found.

It wasn’t until he noticed yalls door to your room closed that he realized that you were probably in bed asleep or something.

Or so he thought.

“Y/n-“ Came the gentle coo of Daichi’s voice. It was laced with honey, a warmth to it as he turned the knob and pushed the door open. “Sorry to wake you, but I thought I’d let you know that I’m home-“

There you were with your legs spread open, toes curling with your back arching off the bed at you tried to reach that certain spot. Your fingers worked diligently to try to reach it, but you were short of an inch and you couldn’t help but whine and moan in agony.

He watched with wide eyes, and with a tent growing in his pants, as you cried out for him with your eyes screwed shut, clearly trying to envision it was him making you feel good. but your fingers weren’t as thick as his, and they certainly weren’t calloused or long.

You had been waiting for him to come back from work all day. You were extremely needy and felt hot and bothered ever since that very morning when he left you hanging on a thin thread after a very exciting kiss.

So obviously in order to get rid of that ache between your legs, you were going to finger yourself until you were satisfied

You didn’t even know Daichi had come home until you felt a hot hand make contact with the inside of your thigh. Your eyes snapping open and you looked up at him in terror, thinking it was some stranger, before you realized it was the cause of your horniness and you huffed.

“Y-You bastard... Do something!” You practically shrieked as he continued to stroke the inside of your thigh, shushing you with a kiss.

You began to roll up his dark grey shirt and pulled it off him, basking in his glory. You ran your hands down his chest as the smell of smoke and musk filled your senses. It was such a heavy scent that it left you light headed

“Hold on princess-“ Daichi gently pried your eager hands away from his pants, laughing at you when you practically thrashed back dramatically. He took off his pants and soon his boxers followed. You drooled at the sight of him, eager and ready to take him in your mouth, but once again you were stopped

His large hand made contact with your stomach, pushing you down with his expression darkening.

“I need you to lay back for me, princess. Be real good and do that for me, okay?” His tone had changed significantly, dropping an octave as his eyes practically fucked you.

All you could do was nod and lean back against the small hill of pillows. Your fingers danced over your skin as you waited for your next set of orders, but what you didn’t expect was for Daichi to spit in his hand and grab the base of his dick and begin to move in an upwards and downwards motion.

Your breath hitched as you watched, completely mesmerized by him. Your loving boyfriend. Your teddy bear, dad lookin headass boyfriend... Was straight up masturbating in front of you.

You were going to have a stroke

You barely heard his next set of commands until a hand grabbed onto your throat, squeezing it lightly as he brought your face closer to his.

“Baby girl, are you listening? Or are you too busy watching me imagining your tight cunt replacing my hand?” His nose pressed against your temple with his lips on your cheek bone, pressing tantalizing kisses that left you feeling even more wet.

“I-I’m listening.” You lied, “I just. I just didn’t catch on to what you were saying, Daichi.” You sounded so meek, so submissive, and Daichi just wanted to shove himself into you and fuck you into tomorrow.

“I said to touch yourself, baby. Touch yourself the way I do.” His lips were searing as they pressed against your neck, and you could hear the sloppy noises that came from him fist fuckin his own cock.

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was nervously rub a finger over your slit and you shuddered, mouth forming an ‘o’ at how easily you managed to slide a finger in. You felt Daichi’s stare burn into you as he watched you put one finger in, then two, then three, and with the fourth you struggled immensely.

“Come on, princess.” He urged you, his own pace growing as the seconds went by. He grunted and growled lowly, hips bucking forward to meet his hand, but most importantly, to follow your rhythm.

“C-Can’t.. It’s. It’s too much Dai!” You cried out as you finally pushed in the 4th finger, and you found yourself orgasming from the simple feeling. You pulled out of yourself and trembled, thighs vibrating from pure ectasty.

You thought it was all over until you let out a startled mewl, hands gripping the bedsheets as a familiar sting met your vagina. Daichi had situated himself between your legs, picking up what you couldn’t finish, and now you we’re paying the price. Your fluffy walls squeezed against his thick fingers, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the feeling.

“D-Dai... Please- No more, baby. Please!” You squealed as he practically thrusted his fingers into you at an inhuman speed, breasts bouncing at each thrust. You let out wanton moans that you were sure your neighbors would be able to hear, but you didn’t care for once.

Daichi focused entirely on you and your weeping cunt, watching as your fingers took him and didn’t want him to leave.

“God y/n... Shit.” He leaned forward to press a few kisses to your breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth, but he paused with a curse when your dainty hand grabbed ahold of his cock.

Pumping it, you tried to match your speed with his, but you would stop every so often to cry out in pleasure at his ministrations. You thumbed his slit and were barely able to cup his balls, and you could feel he was nearing the end with how desperately he was shoving his dick into your hand

“Daichi-“

“I know, baby. I know-“

It was a loud chorus of moans and names being chanted like a mantra. You were the first to cum, crying out as you did and you held onto Daichi as you orgasmed hard. Daichi was soon to follow and released onto your abdomen, hand, and bed.

Pants were shared with one another before the bed creaked, signaling you were done for and you pulled Daichi down with you. The two of you simply embraced one another, whispering sweet nothings as you shared a few tender kisses.

Meanwhile Egg was outside the room wondering when the hell her owners were going to feed her.

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✨ reblogs/likes are appreciated!

#daichi sawamura x reader #daichi x reader #daichi imagine #daichi sawamura #daichi #daichi smut #haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #hq daichi #haikyuu daichi #🧊 anon

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uman143 · 3 years

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No More Heroes 3 Direct Notes

Just some things I jotted down while going through the new footage. - Obviously the voiceover was done by Robin and Paula Tiso just for this direct which is cool - It looks like Travis is in a spaceship at the start, it has a triangular door so it might be the pyramid ship from the trailers. The corridor he's in reminds me of the long one you walk through to get to the first boss in NMH. Would not surprise me if this was NMH3's first level. - Sylvia is in disguise as Damon's secretary just like in the Return trailer. - There's a really brief shot of the "press A to turn the beam katana on" bit that starts levels. - We see Travis fighting some alien robot dude using, surprisingly, the Blood Berry Mk. II from the first game. - Damage numbers on enemies are one of the several things brought over from Travis Strikes Again. - In This clip we see: - Health Meter - Battery Meter - Ectasty Gauge (tiger) - Special Move Chips (under health) - Henshin/robot suit activation (L+R) - Wrestling grab activated by thumbsticks - The slot machine from killing an enemy So Travis can do everything he can do from past games PLUS the special moves and the robot suit too. He has a ton of abilties now and I hope the game balances them all.

-This level looks like a factory of some sort. - Then we see a cutscene of FU and the "Superheroes" in presumably Damon's boardroom with several board members who are wearing gas masks and look unconscious. - There's some pink thing under FU in the clip where he reflects the missiles but you can't tell what it is. - Then we have a clip of FU fighting Travis in front of the motel. Given that the motel sign says "No More Heroes III Motel", this may be at the very start of the game, like the first few seconds after the start menu. - We get a shot of Shinobu doing a jumping attack, I think she has her outfit from TSA. - The graphical style is actually more reminiscent of TSA than the past two games were. It's not the style we saw in the first two trailers (Well the one shot at the end of the second one) which looked more like an evolution of the first two games' graphics. - We get a really brief shot of what looks like some kind of ship combat stage with a different HUD. The enemy ship has a health bar that says "PHASE 1". It looks like Travis is firing a big beam from his robot suit at the ship. I wonder how many of these fights will be in the game? - Then we see Travis using a good old Death Blow on some enemies. This is done using the control sticks and not the motion controls, which I hope are still in the game beyond recharging the katana. - Then we see Travis and a very angry FU butting heads...Certain people in the fandom are going to be very creatively inspired by this shot, let's just say that. - "The Galaxy vs. The Hood". What the heck did this say in the Japanese version? - We see Travis using a special move against the boss we saw in the "leaked" footage awhile back. Looking at some of the icons I think there are returning specials from TSA. But it seems like he actually doesn't use a special, he just closes the menu and goes back to slashing. - We see FU beating up...Badman! Missed this the first several times I watched. - Then FU gets very mad. I think this is also in front of the motel. All this stuff and the Shinobu shot are probably from the intro. Basically, I think nearly everything from this trailer is from early in the game, which makes sense. - Sylvia delivers her catchphrase and Travis says "Bring it on, I'll give you a little kiss!" a line that is probably in some sort of context in the game, and will also probably creatively inspire people. - At the beginning of the port announcement we hear the phone from NMH1 ringing, which is cool. - Not much to say about the Henshin but there are a few enemies just standing around behind Travis. - I assume those dancing festival guys are just for fun and not from NMH3. - There's a pic of Sylvia on the trucks that pull up at the end. - No open world to be seen in any of this. Suda has said this game will have an open world, but he also said that about 2 and look what happened. The open world was scrapped and we got to explore it in first-person during the game's credits.

#no more heroes #no more heroes 3

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kookacademy · 3 years

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No One Knows

Part 2

Twelve X Clara

Flashback to their first meeting.

Smut. NSFW.

Part one can be found on my blog very easily.

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As she walked into the pub she knew the night was going to drag. Clara loved spending time with her friends, but they had been here for 2 hours already and were, to put it plainly-pissed.

Sighing, she wandered up to the table. If it wasn’t for it being Holly’s birthday she wouldn’t have bothered coming out tonight. She wouldn’t have said no to a night in with a cup of tea and Killing eve on the telle. But here she was, might as well try and enjoy herself.

“Clara! So glad you could make it !” Holly beamed.

“Hey you! Happy Birthday, I’m going to the bar, does anyone want anything?”

“Two pink gins please, and Clare will have a glass of white” Holly replied.

With that Clara turned from the table after saying hello to Clare and Stacey and exchanging light hearted banter. As Clara approached the bar she cringed at the sounds of her friends giggling and screaming. She needed to get a drink in her-and fast.

“Hello love, what can I get for you” asked the barman.

“Two pink gins, glass of house white and a glass of house red please” she answered.

Scanning the bar she noticed a few couples, a couple of other groups of young adults and a table of slightly older men sat not too far away from her friends. One of the men looked about as happy to be there as herself, as he was turned slightly away from the other men, not really engaging in conversation and drinking at a rather quick pace. She noted he was unconventionally attractive, skinny frame, greying white hair, long slender features, and no ring.

“That’ll be 18 pounds 58 please love” the barman said knocking her out of her thoughts

Clara paid for the drinks and thanked the bartender as he handed her a tray to run her drinks on. As Clara arrived at her table she felt a set of eyes on her, looking up she saw the man she noticed a few moments ago, he looked away almost instantly. Brushing it off, she sat down at the table next to Clare, but remained with a view to the mysterious older gentlemen.

“Clara! What’s new with you then ? Still working at that school?” Clare asked her.

“Nothing much. Yeah still at the school, I’m now the head of English though, which means more responsibility but no pay rise haha! What about you?”

Clara and her friends spent half an hour or so catching up and joking about the latest news before she felt the need to go outside for a cigarette, she also needed another drink, the glass of wine she ordered had almost gone.

“I’m just popping out for a smoke “ She told the girls as she put on her leather jacket to make her way out back.

None of her friends smoked, and she ought to quit really, especially when working in a school. But whenever she had a drink in her system, the crave came crawling back, like a toxic lover you couldn’t quite shake off.

She was outside lighting her cigarette when she felt a presence next to her, looking up she saw the eyes of the rather attractive gentlemen she laid eyes upon earlier.

“Have you got a light” He asked, his voice dripping with a scottish accent that had been tainted by the english around him whilst in London.

“Oh erm, yeah of course” She replied reaching into her pocket and handing him her lighter.

“Cheers” he said.

“ No worries”

“ That isn’t a London accent” he asked her.

“Neithers yours” She said a twinkle in her eye.

“ Glasgow born and raised. Yourself?”

“Blackpool born and raised. How did you end up down in London?”

“Went to university down south, got a job in the city, haven’t quite left since. You?”

“Something similar”

She didn’t want to get into them details, she wasn’t about to tell a stranger her life story. She needed a few more drinks before she got into that.

“I’m John by the way” He said offering his right hand to her as he finished the last of his cigarette with his left.

“Nice to meet you John, I’m Clara.”

“Would you let me buy you a drink Clara?”

The next thing you know she was stumbling up the stairs to her flat, fumbling in her pockets for the keys. John was behind her, hands on her waist and lips grazing her neck.

After what seemed like a lifetime she finally opened the door to the flat and John wasted no time taking her clothes off.

“Christ Clara you’re beautiful” He whispered, hands roaming her body.

She could only hum in response as his fingers started working their way underneath her shirt.

Maybe she’d regret this in the morning, fucking a complete stranger, but for the moment her intoxicated body only wanted one thing, and who was she to deny herself ?

They found themselves in the bedroom. Lips on lips, clothes discarded, hands roaming freely and skin on skin. John threw her onto the bed towering over her as she reached up to drag his neck down to her to kiss him. He happily obliged, sealing their mouths together and running his tongue over the bottom of her mouth asking for entrance.If she was a sober person she’d be worried about disturbing her neighbours, but she couldn’t care less at this moment in time.

His lean figure towered above her as he pushed them both onto the bed. Skeleton like hands wandering freely against her short frame. The cold air blowing against her breasts soon became a distant memory as his hands covered the right one.

His forefinger and thumb began to tease her nipple, earning him a slight moan in response from her. Satisfied with the melodies that she was producing, he dipped his head so his lips could wrap around her other breast. Teeth grazed against her nipple, a motion filled with desperation, a moan escaped John as he began to suck against the flesh she bore.

His hot and heavy tongue teasing her nipple as his right hand continued to wander, journeying from the soft thighs and curvature of her arse to her heated centre. He looked up from her breast, meeting her eyes

“May I tease you clara “ He purred

She offered a moan in response and parted her knees, which he took as a yes, his right hand cupping her centre, gently massaging her. He continued to leave a trail of kisses against her breastbone, teeth nipping at her skin. Her hands found themselves gripping around his head as he opened up her folds.

“Oh my Clara, you’re dripping wet” he mumbles, applying a gentle pressure to her clit, testing out the waters, he knew he found the right rhythm when her breathing increased, gasping for air, hands tightening around his hair and bringing him up for a kiss. He dipped a finger into her centre, invoking a gasp from Clara.

“John” She moaned

“Mmm” he hummed, continuing to tease her with the one finger.

“If you don’t fill me up I’m going to kill you” She pleaded.

With a chuckle he obliged entering a second finger, opening her up.

The pleasure was rising in her, John could feel it, her shortened breaths, the way her mouth was gaping open, head leaning back in anticipation of reaching a climax, just as she was about to find it he removed his fingers from her centre.

“That’s, that’s cruel” She groaned.

In turn she reached between his thighs to take hold of his hardened member.

“Clara, my darling, you need to learn some patience” He whispered against her neck as he dived in scraping against her skin.

“I’ll learn patience later, just fucking fuck me” She replied, her impatiance causing her anguish.

“As you wish”

And without a second thought he’d entered her, his cock thrusting into her heated and wet walls. He started with a steady, slow and teasing rhythm, finding what made her tick, experimenting with different paces and forces of thrusts, until he found just what he wanted.

He wanted her to enjoy this, to think about this night weeks later, he wanted to tease her and serve her well, it was for her pleasure. He wanted to please her. He wanted to make sure she was squirming underneath him, begging for more. And that he achieved, lifting her legs higher, finding a new angle. This caused Clara to cry out with pleasure, her hips buckling against him.

He was about to come undone at any second, but he held off as long as he could until she reached her end. The pleasure was creeping up on her, she felt it in her nerves and muscles, electricity flew through her veins, until a wave of relief washed over her, clearing out the built up desires.

As she came, John could feel her pulsing, like an electric current shooting through his nerves, the release of her own orgasm led to his own sweet release, no longer being able to hold on. With a groan filled with deep satisfaction he collapsed onto Clara, catching her lips with a hungry kiss.

His arms embraced her as he spooned her from behind,hands trailing against her skin, leaving small kisses in worship of her body.

They where both coming down from the high of ectasty of sex, drunk with both desire and alcohol. She felt herself sobering up enough to feel the tiredness pull her into a deep and well needed slumber.

In the morning she awoke to a headache and the hands of another person around her waist. Then everything from the previous night filled her mind. The very very great sex they had.

John and herself saw each other for 3 weeks, nothing serious, a few dates here and there and a lot of sex. It was only when John received a call from work that he was needed in New york for 2 years that they stopped seeing each other and they became a distant memory.

That was until today.

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