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k9wa · 22 days

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⟁ A BULLET A DAY, ft. BOOTHILL.

⠀ — where teasing, annoying, poking and prodding all fall under the same category; flirting.

⚠︎︎ more mechanic! reader, gn, boothill being an idiot, flirting, suggestive, he has fake teeth to me, something about tension + leaving him high and dry is soooo ….

from this request !

it’s a miracle, truly, how boothill manages to be so tempting and endearing yet so utterly irritating and infuriating at the same time.

and it’s hot, sure, but that just makes it all the more annoying, leaves you frustrated and with an odd pool in your stomach.

boothill managed his way into your supply of bullets, happily tossing back the brass casings like a simple snack. it was a genius idea at the time, really, giving him a stomach that can store ammunition. though had you expected him to chew on the damn things instead of swallowing them— you know, like he was intended to— you would’ve just given him a little side bag to save yourself the work.

you half hoped the lead stuffing the things would seep into his still intact brain, but chastised yourself for the thought soon after having it. you don’t hate him that much. your brain should check back and try the thought again in twenty minutes.

“y’know what’d be real neat, buttercup?” boothill’s legs were kicked up lazily on your workbench as he sat next to you, waiting for you to finish a small modification on his revolver. “spikes in my boots.” he lifted a foot up, rolling his ankle a bit. “you know, them retractable ones. be able t’a have some real fun with those things.”

you snorted, his efforts to dodge his synesthesia beacon as entertaining as always.

“since when do i take requests?” you asked, eyes focused down on your work— far too used to his antics to lift your head anymore.

“since when d’you deny gettin’ to tinker with me?”

he brought his feet down to the floor and leaned forward on his thighs, the denim of his pants tightening around them. “what, gonna make me say please and thank ya now?”

you truly wanted to reply, say it wasn’t a half bad idea and that you’d look into the upgrade. until he started shaking a few bullets around in his palm like they were fucking almonds.

now boothill noticed the clench of your jaw, and oh how he revelled in it. he’s fully aware how the crunching of brass and lead peeves you, ie. you telling him to knock it off an hour ago— (“it ain’t hurtin’ nobody, is it now?”—) but you’re just so darn cute when you’re ticked off. he’s gotta push your buttons just a lil bit.

“somethin’ the matter?” the way his sharp teeth gleamed through that damn grin weren’t doing anything to help.

he took a bullet between his thumb and forefinger, the shiny gunmetal digits pinching the ammunition as he held it up next to you. “d’ya care for one, sugar plum?”

fine, you thought. two can play that game.

you tore your attention away from the old steel revolver, finally turning to look at him. boothill prepared for an insult, one he’d tell you was ‘flatterin’ and all,’ but it didn’t come.

you leaned towards his hand, keeping your eyes locked with his that glowed a familiar and faint red.

then you took the bullet between your tongue and top front teeth, gently pulling it out of his hands with your mouth.

his smirk actually dropped— you’d think someone stuck an infected usb into his ear with all the ideas that flooded the forefront of his brain, making his circuits just tingle with excitement. something about the hot single mechanic in his area.

you turned back to your desk, removing the bullet from your teeth and twirling it between your fingers idly as you gave a once over to his revolver, as if nothing had happened.

boothill blinked, chuckling gruffly with a shake of his head as he slumped back in his chair, flicking another bullet into the air with his thumb and catching it in his palm with a gentle clink! the cyborg gave a low whistle as he kicked his feet back up.

“ain’t you somethin’,” he drawled, earning a chuckle from you. “y’sure know how t’keep a man on his toes, don’t ya buttercup?”

“i dunno what you mean, boothill.” you only offered a hum, willfully ignorant to boothill’s colourful imagination.

“oh i’m real sure y’don’t.” he shook his head, another chuckle rumbling his chest and sending a shiver down your neck.

“say,” he leaned towards you, his shoulder to yours, feeling a little lucky and dropping his voice to a knee-weakening purr, “if that pretty mouth a’yers likes metal, i’m more’en happy t’a—”

“all done.”

all bets go down the drain. boothill deadpanned as you clicked the barrel of his gun into place and handed it back to him, standing up to stretch your arms.

“shops closed for today,” you fold them, leaning back against your bench. “you better get a move on before i have to kick you out.”

boothill’s eyes trailed up your figure, taking his sweet time finding your face. the cowboy raised an eyebrow into a cocky arch despite him swearing his body was on the verge of its cooling protocol.

“you keep woundin’ me, sugar.”

“i dunno what you mean, boothill.”

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neverevan · 1 year

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I know we all love the idea of Eddie keep flirting with Steve and calling him pet names, because he thinks he can get away with it.

But I've been thinking about Steve casually calling Eddie baby without even registering what he's doing.

Like they are standing outside the van with the hood open and Steve just tutting at him like "Eddie, baby, you really gotta get your transmission checked, this is like the third time this month" and Eddie's losing his shit, mouth hanging open in shock, but Steve has no idea and it just keeps on happening after that.

Next time it happens, they are all over at Steve's, having a movie night and Steve has El and Max passed out on him, making him unable to get up from the couch without waking them and he just whisper-yells to Eddie "Hey babe, could you pass me a beer? Kinda tied up here" and Eddie just blanks and says nothing, but gets a bottle from the sixpack on the floor and Steve says "thanks" like it's just how things have always been between them.

And Eddie's working himself into a frenzy. Has Steve got no idea about what he's doing to him? Because Eddie's been lowkey crushing on Steve since he got mixed up in the whole Upside Down business and it just got worse when he woke up at the hospital to Steve holding his hand and giving him the brightests of smiles that there was, rubbing his thumb over Eddie's knuckles, whispering a soft "Hey there sleeping beauty, how're ya feeling?" while being completely oblivious to the suspicious look Wayne was giving them. And sure, hanging out with him nearly every day didn't help the situation one bit.

But this. This is going to be the death of him.

And it just keeps on happening. Steve murmurs "goodnight baby" into the phone before hanging up, he shouts "babe, come here, you gotta see this" when Lucas ends up stuffing fifteen oreos into his mouth (which is a new personal record) and whispers "hey baby, I'm sorry, I know you'd rather do something else, but I promised Mrs Wheeler" when they're watching Holly's ballet recital, waving at her from their seats when her eyes land on them.

It all comes to a head when Eddie's stupid van breaks down in the middle of fucking nowhere, on their way back from Indianapolis, after going there to buy a special boardgame for Dustin's birthday.

There's not a single car or house to be seen anywhere in a ten mile radius.

"Oh this is just great," Steve hisses as he jumps out of the car to walk around and Eddie does the same. He pops the hood and watches as a small cloud of smoke slithers out of it.

"Shit" Eddie swears under his breath. It looks bad.

"See baby, that's exactly why I told you to get it checked! Because I didn't wanna get stuck in fucking no man's land!"

"Look, I'm sure if we just leave it to rest a little..."

"Rest? Eds, come on, you know that's not how it works. We gotta walk up to the next gas stop and phone someone to tow it."

"Fuck, fine!" Eddie grunted. "But it gets dark in like twenty minutes."

They both know that they can't handle walking out in the wild after dark. Not after everything and not with all the nightmares that still tormented them most nights.

"Then I guess we're sleeping out here tonight." Steve says, dropping his hands on his hips. "You have pillows or some shit in the back?"

"Got a couple of blankets, yeah."

In the end they lay down two blankets on the bottom of the van and bundle up some old jumpers Eddie keeps in there for pillows. They lie there, facing each other in the dark.

"Hey... I'm sorry about all this" Eddie whispers, like his voice could disturb anyone out here in the middle of nowhere.

"It's okay, I just wish you'd pay more attention to stuff like this. I mean shit, babe, what if it's just you out here, huh? What then?"

"Steve-"

"I mean, I just hate to think about how shitty it would be, to be out here alone, in the dark... plus I'd worry myself sick not knowing where you are, you know?"

"Steve."

"Yeah?"

"I'm not alone."

"No, no you're not alone" Steve agrees with a private little smile.

They settle into a companionable silence and Eddie's almost certain that Steve is just about to drift off, but he can't contain it in himself any longer; he has to ask.

"Hey Steve?"

"Mmh?"

"Why uh... why are you keep calling me...?" He can't bring himself to say it out loud without his face heating up.

"What?"

"Names." He settles, hoping that Steve would get it.

"Names?"

He's gonna make him say it, isn't he?

"Yeah like uh... baby."

"Oh"

Even in the darkness of the van Eddie can see how the colour darkens in Steve's cheeks.

"Does it bother you?" Steve asks after a beat and Eddie just sighs out a soft "no".

"Okay."

For a long moment it seems that this is all Eddie's gonna get, but then Steve shuffles a little closer and runs a finger along Eddie's palm before taking his hand into his own.

"It just felt right, you know? Calling you that. I dunno, it was like how it was meant to be."

"That sounds kinda romantic, isn't it?" Eddie's shooting for a joke, but Steve just sighs timidly.

"Yeah, it does, doesn't it?"

"Steve-"

"Eddie... can I?" He doesn't finish it, but Eddie knows he'd say yes to pretty much anything Steve could ever ask from him.

"Yeah" He breathes with a little nod and Steve scoots even closer, placing his other hand onto Eddie's cheek. He leans in and looks him in the eyes for an impossibly long moment, making sure he's got permission one last time.

Steve whispers a soft "baby" onto his lips before finally closing the gap between them.

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thepastdied · 1 year

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No Filter

eddie munson x fem!reader FLUFF

18+ because some sexual themes. Overall, just fluff

Word Count: 2.1k

Eddie is drunk and whiny because he's jealous of Steve. Not my gif. Would have tagged if I knew.

part 2 out now

A heavy arm clad in leather slumped around your shoulders.

You turned your head and were met with your alcohol reeking best friend, Eddie.

"Well helllllloo there, pretty girl. Come here often?" He winked at you, eyes hazy and body swaying.

"Eddie, this is my house." You laughed through your nose and wrapped an arm around his waist to steady him.

Music thumped throughout your house, and people were scattered in each corner. You weren't necessarily popular, but it was you and Eddie's idea to throw a party so he could make some quick cash. With the help of King Steve, of course. Seeing how he was already drunk, he must have already made his rounds. Unfortunately you had to work and didn't arrive until around 9 pm, about 3 hours into the party. Eddie was absolutely wasted and probably was on something else, too. You never knew with him.

"Steve.. the fuck is in this?" You took a sip of your drink and cringed. He laughed and shrugged, taking a sip and mirroring your reaction.

"Huh." Eddie huffed next to you, eyes narrowing and darting back and forth between you two.

"Should we whip together a new punch? May have put a little bit too much rum in this one." Steve pinched his thumb and pointer finger together, taking a couple steps back in the direction of your kitchen.

You were about to follow him when Eddie's arm tightened around you, leather squeaking against your shoulder. You looked at him quizzically when he let out a whiny groan.

"Eddie.. What's up? Do you feel okay?" He pulled his arm off you so that you could face him.

His cheeks were flushed and eyes hooded as he gazed down at you.

"Jus' want you to stay with me 's all.." He clumsily placed a hand on your waist and pulled you toward him. "You always gotta be aroun' King Steve… hmph." His lips turned down into a pout.

Your brain short circuited and you stared at him trying to piece together what's making him so mopey. Of course you were often around Steve. Though he hasn't asked you out yet, there was definitely something going on between you two.

You nervously laughed and gripped the front of his leather jacket as he stumbled back a bit. Your head was getting fuzzy yourself and you wished you were able to think a bit clearer.

"I think you should take a rest, Eds.." Your eyes trailed around the living room, pushing him toward the half empty sofa.

His fingers tightened on your waist as he was about to sit down and you pulled yourself from his grip gently. His lips turned down even more and he slumped his shoulders before he leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

"Fine. Go with your new boyfriend 'cause he's just s' cool with his cool hair and his cool coolness." He waved you off as he dramatically crossed his arms like a kid and huffed.

"Stop being a baby. I'll be right back." You gave him a deadpan expression and stuck your tongue out, tapping your shoe against his before going into the kitchen.

Steve was sitting on the counter with his arms crossed, various bottles of liquor, mixers, and other drinks littered across your island table.

"Soo.." He kicked himself off the counter to stand beside you, eyes scanning over all the ingredients.

"Is Eddie alright?" He itched the back of his neck as his eyes peeked through the doorway to where Eddie sat, still grumpy but now playing with a glowstick that someone left on the coffee table. Him and Steve were friends, actually, but he was so blasted that he was letting his feelings show a little too much.

"He's fine.." You laughed, shaking your head. "Such a big baby."

You both made the new punch and talked about random stuff, almost an hour passing before Eddie waddled in the kitchen.

"You two lovebirds done yet? I'm thirsty." He leaned his shoulder on the doorframe, seemingly a little less drunk than before as he scowled at Steve.

You gave him an annoyed look at his comment before filling a cup and handing it to him, which he just took from you and set it on the counter.

He stared at Steve with his tongue in his cheek before kissing his teeth and grabbing his cup before disappearing again.

You opened your mouth to call for him as Steve put a hand on your shoulder.

"You should uh.. go check on him." He nodded his head toward the door.

You clenched your teeth as you weaved in and out of people. You were pissed, to say the least, because it felt like you were babysitting instead of enjoying the party. It took you almost twenty minutes to find Mr. Crankypants laying in your backyard. You trudged over to him, fists clenched by your sides and the water bottle you were holding crunching in your grip.

"Eddie, what is wrong with you?" You looked down at him, crossing your arms.

His eyes left the stars and met yours, widening as he stuck an arm up and pointed at you.

"Ah! My favorite star just appeared!!" He yelled, hand flapping in excitement.

You struggled to keep the scowl on your face, failing miserably as Eddie beamed at you, laughing at himself.

You sighed as he stood up, dusting himself off and eyes looking into yours fondly.

"You okay?" You stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm.

He let himself fall forward and stuffed his face into your neck, arms clenching around your waist.

"Woa-"

"Miss you, sweetheart.." He mumbled, lips brushing up against your neck.

"You're the one who ran off, silly." You hugged him tighter.

"Y-yeah but…" His voice cracked and you pinched your eyebrows together.

"Don' go with him, please." Eddie stuffed his face further into your neck when you tried to pull away.

You'd never been this close before, aside from his side hugs.

"What are you talking about, Eddie." You whispered.

He sighed, hot breath warming your throat. You pulled back and looked into his eyes, waiting for an explanation.

"Uhm.." He furrowed his eyebrows and puckered his lips.

"What're we talking about?" He quirked an eyebrow up. "Too much vodka-"

You rolled your eyes and pinched his cheek.

"Eddie. You don't want me around Steve." You blurted out, patience wearing thin.

His mouth opened and closed, lips turning downward and eyes glazing over with tears. You gasped and put your hands up.

"H-hey, it's fine- we don't have to talk about it." You hurriedly tried to change the subject.

He bowed his head down and sniffled as a tear rolled down his nose. Your heart sank when you tried to grab his hand, his whole body shrinking away from you. You said his name again but he only shook his head, huffing as more tears came out.

"Jus' wish I had a chance 's all." He hiccuped and angrily wiped his face with his sleeve, hair covering his face from your view. "- don't know how t'do this sorta thing like him." Another sniffle escaped him as he stepped further away from you.

The lump in your throat grew as you realized what the problem here was. He liked you and didn't want you to go with Steve. You mentally slapped yourself for being so blind to it.

You hopped forward and grabbed his hand, pulling him back toward you and walking further into your yard, away from the several nosey eyes that were in Eddie.

You pushed his hair from his face, all wet due to his tears. He felt so embarrassed, confessing his feelings in this drunken state. But he just couldn't control what came out of his mouth. This wasn't planned. He never intended to tell you, was going to let you be with Steve because he knew deep down he was better for you. His low self esteem was what truly kept him from actually asking you out.

Your own eyes watered when you saw his tear stained face. His eyelashes soaked with fresh tears, face red and puffy. He took a deep breath and swallowed the saliva that collected in his mouth before lifting his hand to take a sip of his drink.

You giggled when his eyes quizzically looked at his empty hand and head turned to see his cup empty on the ground. His eyes met yours again, pinching at the corners as he lazily smiled at you. You handed him the water bottle you'd been holding.

"I think we should talk about this when you're not drunk, okay?" You leaned your head forward to peek under his curtain of hair that he suddenly flicked in front of his face.

"Mhm.."

"But… don't be sad. We are on the same page here, okay? I.. I won't go to him. I know what you're trying to say." You gently whispered and sighed in relief when he simply nodded back.

You pulled him into a hug and he hummed as he let the water bottle fall to the ground, his heart hammering against your chest.

"Look so pretty tonight.." He mumbled as his arms snaked around your waist, lower than they had been before.

You felt tingles run throughout your body due to both the tone of his voice and the path his hands were on. Eddie's palms smoothed over your lower back as he pulled you in more, if that was even possible.

You hummed and thanked him for the compliment, your face feeling hot.

"-always look s'pretty. But never seen you in a dress like this before.." Your lower belly began to feel hot as his lips brushed against your neck while he talked. He could have moved his head so his chin was resting on your shoulder. He knew what he was doing.

"T-thank you, Eds.." You gulped and his eyes shot open, smirking as he continued moving his hands.

"Hmm.. love it when you call me that." You could feel his teeth in your neck now, mouth fully on your skin as he spoke.

Your breath hitched when he placed the most gentle kiss behind your ear, lips barely touching your skin as they trailed down your neck and placed another peck before he sloppily began to mouth at the flesh there. He panted as he nibbled and kissed messily all over your neck, the night air feeling cool against your wet skin.

"E-eddie." You breathed out.

Eddie grunted and laughed when you tugged on his hair, pulling his head back. Your face felt like it was on fire and you were grateful it was dark.

"S-sorry." He snorted out a laugh nervously and started to shimmy off his jacket, getting annoyed when it got stuck on his arm. " s'hot out."

Your chest raised with each breath as you watched him. How the fuck could you even allow yourself to go out with someone else after the one you truly liked confessed to you? And he went at your neck like a fucking vampire-

"Mmm.. miss you." He croaked up at you, his voice weak from when he had been crying.

You blinked down at him to where he was now sitting, arms reaching out to you.

"Please don' go back to him." He pouted again and a laugh bubbled in your throat as you sat next to him.

"Well how am I supposed to after that?" You wiped a hand over your face and sighed.

He stared at you, eyes struggling to stay focused on yours when your neck was so visible.

"Need to do this side too-" He quickly scooted so his body was pressed against yours and latched his lips onto your neck, sucking the skin between his teeth and letting his tongue dart out.

"Eddie!" You gasped loudly as you pushed him away and laughed incredulously, slapping a hand over where you know a hickey is.

"Don't… don't tell me there's a mar-"

"Uh-huh there's mos' definitely a mark." He snickered at you and clumsily made his way onto his feet, eyes filled with lust as he watched you lick your lips and squeeze your thighs together. His legs stumbled a bit as he didn't have you to hang on to and he looked toward the house. Fuck, he was so hard.

"Gotta piss- be back in like.. fifteen." He held up 4 fingers.

You stifle a laugh and nod, wanting him to leave so you can fan your face. You were fucking sweating.

" 'f I wasn't so drunk… hmph." He put two fingers down out of the four he still had up and made a V, sticking his tongue out and obnoxiously laughing when you covered your face at the gesture.

" 'm actually going to jack off, I lied-"

"Eddie! Can you please leave!!" You laid on your back and covered your face, still laughing.

"Alright alright, sorry- no filter right now, sweetheart."

Your friendship will definitely never be the same.

Next part (18+) ->

updated 5/5

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hannieehaee · 6 months

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18+ / mdi

content: friends to lovers, pussy drunk mingyu (metaphorically), smut, f reader, dry humping, pining, sub!reader, etc.

wc: 840

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bestfriend!mingyu who's been crushing on you since you met but you were dating someone at the time so he pushed his feelings aside and befriended you instead

now that you had been broken up for a while, mingyu had a constant feeling in his chest urging him to make a move or at least try to get with his pretty best friend. the only problem was he was terrified of ruining your friendship.

little did he know the reason you broke up with your ex was because you couldnt stop thinking about mingyu. his sweet personality, the way he treated his family (he was always so so nice to his parents and sister), how caring he was with his friends, how respectful he was to his staff, how tall and handsome he was, how tenderly he always held you, how much you'd love for that tenderness to turn into something more.

you and mingyu were both stuck in a catch 22, unknowingly waiting for the other to make a move despite being completely incorrectly certain that the other did not like them back. until the dam finally broke.

"jesus christ" he exhaled against your ear, bare chest pressed up against yours.

it had been a regular hang out with completely innocent intentions (he swears !!) but you just looked so pretty that day and you were sitting so so close to him, he couldnt help but be a little extra drawn to you today.

it started with sitting a little closer than usual. now that you were single, the touchiness between you had gone up quite a bit, allowing for mingyu to finally indulge in your touch as he'd always wanted.

having been sitting closely on the couch, gracing each others hands at times, it was easy for mingyu to wrap his arms around you, and much easier for you to scoot and take a seat on his lap (after all, you were besties, right?).

you're not sure who started it, but you had found yourself guiding his hands under your loose shirt, allowing him to run his fingers up and down your abdomen, clearly warming up for something more.

in a very predictable turn of events, his hands ended up groping your bare breasts under your shirt, making you exhale at the warm and gigantic touch of his hands.

one thing led to another and you'd found yourself in your current position. almost completely bare with a six foot tall mingyu in a matching lack of apparel on top of you as he dragged the last clothed part of his body against you, rutting right against your clit, causing you to mewl as his head remained glued to your neck, licking and biting softly at it.

"jesus christ," he had exhaled against your ear a moment ago.

"baby, is this okay? are you sure?", he questioned, showing no signs of stopping his movements, even increasing the force behind them.

"y-yes. fuck. more please," you begged fruitlessly, half-aware that mingyu would give you anything you wanted anyway.

as he sped up, you wrapped your legs around his back, attempting to grind against him, obsessed with the drag of his massive size against you.

your high quickly approached. and with this knowledge mingyu sped up, grabbed your legs and wrapped them more securely around his waist as he rutted against you maniacally.

"do you know? do you have any idea how long i've waited?", he rasped against your ear.

'there wasnt a single day where i went to sleep without thinking of you first', he continued. "wishing i could drag this pussy up and down my cock and have you crying as you feel how much i want you."

"is this enough?", he questioned. "it'll never be enough for me. i need you again and again. need to be inside you. need you in my tongue. need to take care of you in every way. gotta take care of my pretty girl, right?", he rambled, rutting harshly against you as you almost reached your breaking point.

moaning and crying under him, you clawed at any part of him you could reach, feeling insanely euphoric at his words and at the heavy drag of his cock against your most sensitive parts.

"g-gyu- fuck pl-please dont stop. fuck. fuck please!", you begged, knowing your end had arrived.

"i wont. fuck. never. im gonna make you cum. and then im gonna bury my face between your legs and make you cry again. gonna make you come over and over so you can be ready to take me. gonna treat you so so good, my pretty thing. gonna love you so good," he sounded exasperated as he himself reached his end inside his boxers, feeling like a horny mess knowing he had much left in him to give.

as you both fell from your highs, mingyu got off the bed and swung your legs around his head, getting ready to give you yet another orgasm that would have you regretting not leaving your ex the moment you met your best friend.

a/n: uhhh once again not proofread im running on fumes atp. if theres any inconsistencies im so sorry </33

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d6volution · 6 months

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Nascent

Jax/Reader. [Fem alinged reader.]

tags: oral sex, virginity, loss of virginity, established relationships, soft(?) jax, fluff, and smut, jax has a tongue.

Also found on my Ao3 | 2k words.

minors dni.

Jax's gloved fingers tip toed up your side, and you shivered.

"What's wreckin' ya mind dollface, you're bein a little too quiet tonight." You shuffled on the bed before rolling onto your side to face him. "Thinking too much.. I miss home. Being stuck here.. sucks." Jax was silent as you spoke, but a lazy smile was atill present on his lips. "Mnh. Yeeaaahh.. never gets old does it?" Jax laid on his back, hands folded behind his head now.

You took this chance to lay on his chest, nuzzling him a little. He grinned , but before he could say something sly you spoke up instead—

"Jax, I ... think I wanna try it." You mumbled into his chest.

"Mhmm.. try what?" His eyes were closed now. He was clearly relaxing, and your words weren't exactly clicking right now.

"It.. you know.. I just need something to take my mind off of things and—" Jax suddenly sat up , his chest bumping into your nose. His hands were on your shoulders, steading you. "You're not messin' with me, are ya? I'd like to think I've been really respectful of your boundaries lately, ya know." It sounded like he didn't believe you, but he was trying his hardest not to sound like an ass. He got a few gropes in here and there but never pushed you farther than you wanted to go.

"I'm.. serious. We'll just take it slow.." You said and felt your cheeks growing warm at the thought of being intimate with him. You've thought about it a lot but always chickened out.

"I dunno toots, I'm not sure I could hold bac—..." His hand was gliding up your back, but you shot him a look and he chuckled. Raising his hands in his defense. "Alright, alright slow it is.." After all he doesn't have to move fast to drive you crazy anyways.

"W.. Well how do we.. start? It's.. not like I can make out you.. I think." Right, you guys always exchange nuzzles instead. But Jax rolls his eyes and adjusts himself on the bed, "Just lay back will ya? I'll lead the way."

You swallowed and did like he said, falling to the plush of your bed and you felt his hands on your legs. Spreading them apart , you were resisting a little and he paused. "C'mon , I said I'd be gentle and I will babe. Scouts honor." He crossed his heart before grinning down at your nervous form.

"S.. Sorry, I haven't even been this far in the real world no less the digital.." You said embarrassed by your lack of experience. Hoping Jax wouldn't tease you too badly, but he seemed to be taking your feelings into consideration.

"Digital or not , I'm glad ya happened to save yourself for me. Now let me show you how much I appreciate that.. yeah?" He removed your lower clothing and the cold air hitting your skin caused you to shiver. You swore you saw his eyes grow dark for a moment but you didn't have a chance to analyze his expression too much before he yanked you a little by your ankles down the bed and closer to him. "Eep..!" His head was in between your legs now, and you felt something wet running along your thighs, "Jax !?"

"Mmn? I'm in the middle of something doll—"

"I.. Is that your ..tongue..!?" You cut him off and he chuckled you could feel his breath against your skin but he didn't answer. Continuing his assault on your thighs until the wet muscle finally found your folds and you stiffened up, trying to move away from the strange and new sensation but his hands pulled you back gently. "Mnh.. listen , babe. Ya gotta let me know if I'm doin' somethin' wrong alright?" He lifted his head, leaving your cunt clenching and aching for more.

"N.. No, I..I'm sorry I was just surprised— I didn't know you could.. it doesn't matter just continue.. please." You turned your head to the side, avoiding his intense eye contact.

"Before that, give me a word. So....ya know. I'll know when to stop," He said , still admiring your more vulnerable position right now.

"Uh.." You can't think, your mind clouded by the ever growing lust bubbling in your core. "I.. I don't know.. uh, circus!"

He scoffed, clearly amused. "How original."

"Ha. Ha. I can't really think right now, Jax– aahh..!" Your hips bucked as his tongue flicked against that sensitive bean hidden between your folds. Oh, he liked that noise. A little too much, and now he needed more. And he a knew a trick that would keep you singing so sweetly for him.

He licked and flicked at your clit before flatting his long tongue against you dragging his tongue agonizingly slow along your puffy cunt before pulling back, maybe because your thighs were crushing his head now. "Look toots, I know I'm rockin your world here but ya gotta keep those legs open for me yeah?" He said in a somewhat strained voice, prying your legs apart again.

You nodded, your eyes glossy with tears. You were so needy in this moment that you'd do anything he'd ask. "Close 'em again and I'll stop, how about that for a little motivation.~" His voice was playful but, you knew he was serious and that made your insides twist a little.

"Th.. That isn't fair Jax..!" You whined and kept your legs spread even so, though they trembled and you felt even more exposed keeping them open yourself rather him holding them apart.

"Pleaaasee. To be honest, I think it's perfectly fair. You told me to take slow, not that I couldn't be a little mean.. isn't that what ya love about me after all?" He said in a breathy tone, before his eyes were on your cunt again.

"You're gorgeous ya know that? Don't.. tell anyone I said that. Compliments are like currency here." He said with a tad bit of annoyance lacing his tone, "I only wanna spend that on you .." He muttered before lowering himself to go down on you again.

But this time, he was purposely being more attentive. His tongue even diving into your cunt, wiggling its way into your tight hole. And a thick finger sliding inside, you yelped and your legs threatned to close around his head but you forced to yourself to hold your trembling thighs apart. Having his finger to clench down on made it easier to cause friction and push you closer to climax.

Tears spilled over your cheeks from the stimulation and frustration.

"Mmn... mmf.." Jax moaned against your sopping wet cunt, removing his finger and using his tongue instead.. thrusting it in and out of your hole. His lidded eyes bored into your skull, you looked delicious to him when you cried.

You couldn't take it, your body jolted and legs locked around his head as you came. Soiling his face in the process. "Hh.. Hhaa..! Damn it.."

Jax tutted as he lifted his head, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Ya didn't keep your legs open at the end there.. Hm, I'm not sure I should let you get away with that." The tone of his voice was playful. He grins, that shit eating grin while staring at you as he climbed atop your quivering body. You were clearly still coming down from your high.

"H..Huh..? Jax.. I couldn't help it.." You sighed, chest heaving up and down. "Please.." You reached out for his hand and he allowed you, still speaking as his gloved thumb rubbed the back of your hand gently.

"Yeah, yeah of course you couldn't.. .I'm good at what I do after all," He said and kneeled in front of your spread legs. "But, we can agree ya need just a little punishment right?" He took your intertwined hands and locked them atop your head, leaving you a little exposed and vulnerable to his touch.

Pulling his cock from his overalls with the opposite hands, he started stroking it slowly. "But, I'll be gentle like ya said.." He gives a wink before leaning down and nuzzling the side of your face reassuringly. It's all apart of the bit, "You ready for this?" He whispered, making sure you were okay to move forward.

You were soaked between your legs. More than ready but still a little nervous. "Ready.." You agreed quietly, the tension in the air was palpable.

You should be relaxed after his reassurance, but the size of his cock resting in his hand was making your body tense and cunt clench around nothing.. in both anticipation and a dash of fear.

He rubbed the thick tip against your sopping wet hole, and dragged it against your clit, teasing you. "Gentle.. yeeah... mn.." He muttered, getting lost in this bit of pleasure. "So good for me.."

Gentle. Slow. Teasing.

Fuck, you couldn't take it. He had to be grinding against your cunt for two minutes straight now.

"Jax..please..please just put it in.."

"Mmn. Don't worryy.. I'll take of care ya, make you feel reeaal good.." "He said and let go of your hands as he focused on lining himself up with your hole, his tip nudged at your tight hole. Slipping a few times when he tried to push forward, "Too fuckin' tight doll, hold on yeah..? Your cute cunt seems to need some convincing.." He thrusted forward rather hard, a few inches finally pushing past the resistance in your cunt.

"Jax..!" You yelped in pain, a burning sensation was felt in between your legs and he shushed you, staying completely still. "Hey, hey.. I've got ya, I'm right here.. breathe doll." He said and watched your expressions.. so determined to take him, yet so vulnerable. It made him throb inside of you.

After a several seconds you finally spoke. "Y.. You can move now.."

He was trying so hard to hold back, it's been forever since he was buried in a pussy. So once you gave him the okay he began to move, albeit slow. More inches sunk into your wet hole. Causing your back to arch a little, "Nngh..." Jax was grunting in your ear until he finally bottomed out inside of you, "There we go, nice and deep in there... ya feel that? Feel me?" He said as his hand traced your stomach just long your belly button.

"So big .. Jax.. feels good.." You panted out, unintentionally bucking your hips forward. "Mmn.. I know doll, Im gonna move alright..?" He said and you nodded, arms around his neck now as he started to slide in and out of you, lewd squishing noises and soft moans and grunts filled the room. You were both lost in the pleasure, your body relaxing more and Jax becoming a bit more rough.

"Yeah.. nngh.. ju-just like that ... take it .." He panted out, taking one of your legs and placing it on his shoulder, his hips were a blur now but your expressions and cries of pleasure was all the reassurance he needed to keep drilling into your cunt.

Your mind felt cloudly with lust, but that unmistakable knot in your stomach was only getting tighter, threatening to burst. He could feel you, and took this opportunity to draw gentle circles along your clit, "T.. There ya go.. wanna come for me, c'mon.." He egged you on , rolling his hips deep into your cunt. His full weight accompanied each hard thrust.

You tried to hold on , but he knew how to hit every sensitive spot. Over and over. His hips slapping against yours , the sound of your bodies colliding rung in your ears.

"Ffuuahh Jax, gonna co.. come .. gonna..!!" You whined, nails digging into his back as you held him close. Cunt clamping down on his size hard. His own hips stuttered, "D..Damn it, doll.. ya tryna milk me or something..?" He sighed as he spilled into your cunt, unable to resist the way you clamped down onto him.

He gave a few more shallow thrust, forcing back in the cum that threatned to spill out. "You're perfect.." He sighed out, clearly spent and slowly pulling out of your twitching hole.

"Mmn.. thank you Jax, for this.." You kissed his cheek and out of all things, that seemed to make him flush a little.

"Don't sweat it.. let's," He cleared his throat, "Get you cleaned up alright.. I'll run a bath,"

"Can't we cuddle for a bit first..?"

Jax froze and rubbed his neck, "Look toots, I'm not sure about gettin all cuddled up on cum stained sheets," He rose his hands, "Hey, but if thats what you're into I'm not one to kinksh– oof." You tossed a pillow at his face, and he chuckled.

"Heh, like I thought, now let's get all cleaned up first, then I'll cuddle all you'd like doll.

"Sound like a deal?"

#the amazing digital circus #jax tadc #jax x reader #jaxsmut #minors dni #jax the amazing digital circus

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suguruplsr · 7 months

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sugu w/ his cum bunny

જ⁀➴ more sugu n’ chubby r thots bc im stuck on him.. just like toru <3

,, suguru x chubby fem!reader , lots n’ lots of smut

divider: @/benkeibear

honestly, i think suguru loves his chubby girlfriend’s thighs. but not just her thighs, he really loves the sweet fat cunny between her legs.

it’s always so soaked for him, juices coating your folds as he pries your legs open with just one hand and arm, not minding your small complaints of being embarrassed or that he might feel some kind of way.. you never seemed to understand that he didn’t care, like nothing could put him off unless it was disturbing, plus, pussy was pussy, and he loves yours the most. always.

he loves fingering you, a lot. while he’s working in his office, he’ll have you sit on his lap, two thick fingers stuffing your cunt while he writes his papers. two fingers you can never get bored of. the first few times he started doing that, you tried to ignore the aching in your pussy, thinking he just needed something to do with his hand.

but instead, your phone found itself on the floor, your head laying dumbly in his neck as his curled his fingers in you, sometimes switching to one finger when your pussy clenches too tight around him. he’d ignore your small whines of not getting to orgasm. only to have you begging for him to stop just minutes later.

yet, he never completely acknowledges you, only giving small kisses by your ear or whispering for you to quiet down a bit. making you all sad n’ teary only to fuck you on his desk the second his alarm goes off for his break.

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“suguuu p-please, mngh, please let me c— fuuck~” suguru kisses your neck, pressing that sweet spot inside of you and making your legs shake. “c’mon, you can say it darling. almost there.” he chuckles, finally putting down the pen in his other hand, dragging it along your large thigh, adoring the rolls of your plump thighs as his fingers curled inside you.

“b-but y’r makin’ me.. i-i can’t sugu..” humiliating. your brain wasn’t cooperating with you, your words stumbling as you clutched his wrist tightly. you hear him make a small ‘tsk’ before clearing his desk, ignoring the clattering of objects falling and sitting you on it, spreading your legs before you can even react.

“so it’s my fault? suuure pretty girl. how about you give me a detailed reason while i eat this cunt. and i better hear every word clearly..heh..”

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sometimes, he fingers you to sleep. or he keeps you awake by fingering you. it’s just so cute, he hasn’t even fucked you yet, and you’re already in a cute haze? he even jokes about it, loving the way your eyes widen as you try to get away, only for him to wrap a hand around your thigh and pull you back with ease.

then he makes you feel bad, he’s been getting your cunny ready for him for hours, and now you’re gonna leave his cock leaky and red like that? so mean. but don’t worry, all of that flies out the window when he’s finally deep in your cunt. so tight even though he had three fingers pulling four orgasms out of you.

suguru always fucks you in doggy style when he knows he’s worked you up for the longest time. it’s so adorable how you pathetically try to pull away when he doesn’t stop after the first two rounds. he doesn’t even have to try to stop you, your pussy does it for him, clinging onto his cock so cutely as you hold onto the sheets.

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“fuck d’you think you’re goin’?” suguru scoffs, one hand gripping your plushy hips as you slump to the bed with a sob trying to get away from him. from his dick. “c-can’t take it anymore sugu..” you whine weakly, a scream nearly ripping from you as he slaps your ass, watching it ripple.

“so you runnin’ now? y’know how to speak sweet girl.” he smiles, rolling his hips and making your body shudder. “guess i gotta make you learn how to use that mouth..” you choke, crying out as he pulls you back, your eyes already starting to roll back the second he’s at the hilt, pushing you down with his chest into a prone bone position. “n-no need, m’sorry sugu! so sorrrry~” suguru kisses your forehead in response, a dark chuckle beside your ear,

“jus’ keep screamin’ for me pretty, look at you, already doing a good job..”

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suguru’s a pervert for sure. a hand always reaching down to palm your cunt as you two stand in the dressing room. he loves taking you to the mall, asking you to try on clothing he thinks would look good on you. especially those skirts. those damn skirts. it’s actually concerning how the skirt he picks out are the reasons why you get in trouble.

because it was so short, giving him glimpses of your pretty panties when you bend down to pick something you dropped. or because your beautiful thighs just stuck out to well, so fucking appetizing, the skirt digging into your skin comfortably and making the plump skin look so delicious.

yea, you definitely have weeks where you can’t wear anything short because there’s just so many hickies around your thighs, a nice decoration suguru thinks. waking up in the morning to see the sun peeking through the window, making your skin glow and the purplish marks look like ‘christmas lights.’ yes, he was drunk when he said that. he still stands by it.

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“pink looks good on you.” suguru smiles at sight of you walking into his office, a cute white button up with a pink miniskirt that did little to hide the blemishes around your thighs. you huff, obviously embarrassed by the concerned looks you got as you walked through the building. “suguru. our neighbor thought a damn animal did this.” you shake your head, placing his coffee and bag of lunch on the table.

“she’s not far off.” suguru chuckles, pulling you down for a small kiss and pulling you closer to the wood desk, his hands gripping your plushy thighs. “i mean.. last night we kinda were fucking like—“ “we’re at your job!” you cut him off with a gasp, matching his grin and slapping his shoulder. suguru rolls his eyes, looking at your thighs and licking his lips.

“i own this building. i can say what i want and do what i want. sooo.. give me a small snack, please baby?”

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bluesidez · 1 month

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GymRat!Miguel Part 2

content warning: mentions of food because big boys gotta eat, there’s a ref photo for an outfit in here that is unfortunately NOT a plus-size girl 😞 (I couldn’t find a big girl wearing an outfit like that for the life of me, but let’s use our imagination), 18+ towards the end so MDNI!

word count: 1.7k (not very drabble-like, ik) kinda proofread

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GymRat!Miguel who wakes up when his 6 am alarm rings, eyes tired and bleary. His roommate is sound asleep, thank god, and Miguel is just staring at the ceiling for a good 10 minutes before he decides to move. He has an 8 am and he needs some type of breakfast before he heads to class.

GymRat!Miguel who uses the college cafeteria to his full advantage. He made sure that his dad’s money went to the highest meal plan. One free meal plan a day and a loaded campus card for everything else. He stacks his plate high with everything the cafeteria is offering today. Sausages, eggs, 2 bananas, a blueberry muffin, and a protein shake he brought from his room.

GymRat!Miguel who made friends with one of the cafeteria ladies, Ms. Beatrice, by the third week of school. She noticed how much he visited the cafeteria and always snuck him an extra treat from the kitchen when she saw him.

“I missed you last Tuesday!” she says, squeezing his shoulder when she walks up to his table. She slides a wrapped egg sandwich across the table. “I was saving some extra cookies for you, but you were nowhere to be found.”

Miguel thanks her, happy to have something light for later, “Ah, I was stuck in the library doing a group project. Sorry about that, Ms. Beatrice.”

“As long as you’re getting your education, I don’t mind,” she says, hands on her hips. “Don’t go out there skipping class now, ok?”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Miguel says, waving her goodbye. His mom would kill him if that ever happened. Not that he would tell her, she just had a sixth sense for his “fuck-ups.”

GymRat!Miguel who makes it to his class fifteen minutes early to arrange his part of his desk to his liking. Sometimes he feels so embarrassed when he needs to grab something in the middle of class, his ears hyperfocusing on every little noise he makes in quiet, crowded areas. He always makes sure to get out his laptop, a pen, a pencil, a highlighter, a notebook, some white-out, and a water jug. He prefers to be over-prepared.

GymRat!Miguel who’s feeling anxious when the sorority girls pass by his table, giggling and twirling their hair. They attempt to make conversation with him, speaking ill of the professor. He just nods along for the sake of being a gentleman. He thought the professor’s Millennial attempts at Gen Z jokes were kind of funny, albeit very 2010. He didn’t have the heart to tell them he actually enjoyed the lectures.

GymRat!Miguel who’s never been more excited for a lecture to start in his life. He didn’t know many more “wow”’s snd “that’s crazy”’s he had left in him. The noise of the ice hitting their plastic coffee cups as they struggled to get every drop out was starting to grate against his ears. He missed you and your sticker-covered water bottle. He looked over at his jug and smiled when he saw the ‘Game Over’ sticker you gifted him before the last lab. You noticed his joystick keychain and felt that his water bottle was empty.

GymRat!Miguel who declines the girls’ offer to join them on a morning jog after. He liked to work out in solitude and morning jogs with them would mean conversation. He would also have to be extra conscious about what he wore. No older lady walking her dog needed to spot him jogging with shorts that were too short for his own good and a tank top cut so deep that it was like string on his chest.

GymRat!Miguel who decides to head to the library in between class to kill time. He figured he can see if there are any science fiction he can check out to read in his free time. As he walks there, he opens Instagram to scroll. No, he has not been checking the app since this morning to see if you let him in, he’s not a freak. He stops walking when he checks his notifs to see that you accepted his follow request. He wastes no time to click your page again and is bombarded with tons of photos.

GymRat!Miguel who has to close the app immediately when he sees your first photo. It's a picture of you outside of a restaurant in a knitted two-piece. The top is open just a bit to see your chest and the long skirt is low enough to see a part of your stomach peeking through. Your smile is radiant and the caption is something about congratulating someone. You look delectable and Miguel can’t afford to run back to his dorm to let his mind wander over it right now.

GymRat!Miguel who gets another notification as he steps into his dorm room after his last class of the day and sees that you’ve liked and commented on his most recent post. It’s a mirror picture of him flexing his arm after his last work out. His shorts are riding high on his thighs and the curve of his ass is very noticeable. Gabriel had blew up his phone with voice memos of him cackling after he posted it.

“Looking good!! 🫣 Get those gains Miguel! 💪🏾”

Miguel runs a victory lap in his dorm room, thankful that his roommate wouldn’t be back until that night. He’s jumping and punching the air excitedly as if he were a boxer. If he wasn’t fearful of busting his ass, he’d do a backflip. Take that, Gabri.

GymRat!Miguel who decides to go back to your account, running on the hype of that one compliment from you. He stares at that first photo again, still mesmerized as if he didn’t see it earlier. He gives a like and starts typing.

“Wow…”

No, that’s corny.

“Loving the blue…”

Is he a frat guy?

“You look stunning”

Was that too much? He decides to add on a heart eyes emoji, afraid he might be coming on too strong.

GymRat!Miguel who goes a little further down your page. There’s a photo of you in a crochet cover up, your swimsuit peaking through the material. He groans as he slides to the next picture and the top of your cover up is off and it’s just a view of your back with your bikini string wrapped around it. Your lower half is in the water and if he can imagine it just enough, he can feel himself right behind you, taking in the view of your ass against him.

He’s hard. Again.

He decides to just let everything hang while he has the dorm to himself. His boxers are to his ankles as he sits on the bed, back against the wall. He keeps staring at your swimsuit pictures. Your breasts pushed together while you lean over the boat. Your hips swaying in a clip of you dancing with your friends. Your stomach on display as you lay in the sand, ready for him to squeeze.

He grit his teeth as he played the clips over and over again, his hand moving fast to bring him his relief. He closed his eyes and imagined he was there, watching you swaying before him. He would join you, grab your hips and let you guide him in the dance. He felt faint as he let go, voice shouting and white splattered across his shirt and fist.

He breathes fast, trying to calm down. He decides to like the photo dump and comment some aimless beach emojis under the post. It was the least he could do after using it to get off. How embarrassing.

GymRat!Miguel who jumps when his phone dings again. He was prepping to go to the gym when your response comes flying to his phone. His heart picks up when he sees you replied to his comment.

“That is so sweet of you to say! 🥺 Thank you 🥰”

He doesn’t know if you took it as a friendly gesture or a sign that he wanted you. Either way, he’s over the moon. There’s a pep in his step as he blasts Super Shy in his ears on the way to the gym. He had a new motivation to push harder in his sets.

GymRat!Miguel who tacks on 10 extra pounds during his arm workout. The guys in the gym are eyeing him in wonder and horror as he uses the 70lb weights for tricep extensions. He thinks of seeing you in lab later that week and decides to do some hip thrusts.

He can never be over-prepared.

GymRat!Miguel who decides to take a picture at the end of his work out to post on his story. He’s sweating, hair dripping towards the ends, his chest glistening. The angle is awkward as he moves the camera below him and flexes an arm for the picture. The story was meant for one girl and one girl only, so he didn’t really care how silly it looked to others.

GymRat!Miguel who almost fist pumps on the walk home when you like his story and leave a reply. He checks the private messages, grin on his face before he even reads what you have to say.

“Looks like you had a nice workout. I might have to join you next time and get some tips 🤔”

Miguel swiped the app up and texted Gabriel:

“Don’t ever question my game again”

"? Wtf are you talking about"

Miguel opened up his messages with you again and replied to text him whenever and he’d be happy to help.

GymRat!Miguel who winds down for the night, scrolling on his phone before he closes his eyes. Of course you posted a story and of course he pressed it within record speed.

It was a photo of you laying down all bundled up with a cute ‘good night’ gif moving across the bottom. You had on a spaghetti strap tank top and if your blanket wasn’t in the way, he’s sure he would see more than that.

You looked soft, adorable, kissable.

He liked the story and responded back a “good night” and closed his phone. He wanted you to visit him in his dreams once more.

dividers by: @gigittamic 🩵

a/n: tumblr mobile kept deleting full paragraphs of my draft. not happy about that because I kept losing my flow. 😒 it happened like THREE TIMES 😭

Thanks for reading! Like, comment, reblog, and tell me how you feel! 🩵

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luveline · 2 months

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hi jade!! i love eddie and roan always, can we get a ficlet from their earlier days where roan is smaller. just whatever you want to write about, thanks love you💖

Eddie isn’t sure how you’ve ended up like this, but he’ll take it. He’s never laid in someone’s lap, at least not with a girl he was dating, never had someone like him enough to start scratching his back of their own volition. You draw sweetly gentle lines up and down the length of him with your nails, never pausing, an automatic expression of love.

He’s pathetic, pressing his face to your stomach. He really hopes you love him.

“Can I sleepover?” you whisper.

“You can move in,” he mumbles.

“You shouldn’t flirt so much.” Your hand climbs up to his hair, where you continue your awful lovely scratching. “Can I have a kiss?”

You shouldn’t be allowed to whisper like that. Eddie turns his face away from your stomach and lifts his chin. He’s spoiled —you lean down and kiss him. He doesn’t do any of the hard work.

“Daddy?”

Eddie touches your face and finally forces himself to sit up. “Ro?”

She’s wearing pyjamas you bought for her with good intention but misinformation, the legs pooling around her feet and the sleeves over her hands. Her smile showcases a row of pearly, baby teeth. She looks cute, but her hair is alarming.

“What have you done?” Eddie asks, cringing. “Babe, are those stickles again?”

“They’re stuck,” she says. She realises he’s alarmed and begins to panic, reaching up, “Oh no!”

“It’s okay,” Eddie says, quickly burying his own emotions. He should’ve done so from the start, but you’d yanked his defences down and left him a slovenly mess from all your sweetness. Plus, it’s not like he’s the calmest guy in the world. “Baby, it’s fine. Come here, let me see.”

“Wait,” she says tearfully.

“Baby,” he says again, softer still, “come here, I’ll fix it. I promise.”

“Cross your heart?” she asks.

Eddie pouts at her wobbly lip. “I cross my heart, Roanie. Just come sit down.”

You squeeze his thigh with a distinct sense of pride, though he has no idea what he’s done. Roan drags herself to the couch and Eddie picks her up to sit her between your leg and his, getting a better look at the problem, red, green, and yellow stickle bricks lost in her hair. It’s not as bad as it seems closer up.

He draws a line with tow of his knuckles across her shoulder. “It’s fine,” he says, kissing her cheek, “it’s okay, no biggie. I’ll go get a comb and we’ll brush them all out! Your beautiful hair will be fine.”

“Thank you,” she says.

You make a funny sound. “Aw, Ro.” You take a stickle brick into your hand carefully. “Can I help too?”

“Please, please.” She turns her huge eyes on you and grabs your arm. “Please don’t pull.”

“Never, babe.”

You and Eddie take some time to pull the bricks from her hair, their tines like Velcro stuck between her dark curls. It takes ages, and she grows frustrated, but Eddie holds her hand in his and says, “Just be patient, sweetheart, you gotta wait,” while feeling especially tender. He forgets sometimes that she’s not his mini me after all, that her experiences of fear are fresh and new. “It’s going okay, Ro, it just takes ages.”

“It’s hurting,” she whines.

He doesn’t believe her, but maybe it is a little uncomfortable. “Do you want to take a break? You’ll have to stay really still.”

“Please pull them out.”

“Alright, babe.” He tucks his hair behind his ears. “Let’s do this.”

Eventually, with Roan near tears and Eddie worried you’re overwhelmed, you untangle the three bricks from her hair and brush away the matted tangles. “Sooo silky,” you murmur, leading the comb down to her small shoulders.

“I think we’re done. You are restored to your former glory, babe,” Eddie says.

Roan lifts her hands up and feels along her head. “No bricks?”

“Totally fixed.”

Roan stands up on the couch. Eddie eyes her suspiciously, but she wraps her arms around him and kisses his cheek, reminiscent of how Eddie thanks her when she’s being good. “Thank you, dad.”

He snorts. Roan beams at him and spins on her socked foot to hug you. You don’t get a kiss. You look overjoyed anyhow, quick to wrap her up and pat her back. “Thank you,” she says.

“You’re welcome, princess.” You meet his eyes over her hair. “You’re more than welcome. No more stickles in your hair through, right?”

“Right,” she says with an eager nod.

Eddie shakes his head at you. This is the third time this month.

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ohbabydollie · 2 months

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Imagine Schlatt being super horny for his heavily pregnant wife after they’d haven’t had sex for awhile…

😮‍💨😮‍💨 this ask made me feel things

You always feared pregnancy.

You didn’t mean to it’s just that the idea of being pregnant, all the things that could go wrong, etc. Not to mention the fear of your husband losing attraction for you, but it seemed the opposite for Schlatt.

Instead of feeling no attraction after you got pregnant, during the first few months he went feral. He was all over you 24/7, using it as an excuse to not use condoms at all, whenever you seemed emotional he would give you head and say something about you “needing to relief stress” and more.

Schlatt used any excuse he could come up with so he could to be on and inside you.

It eventually calmed down when you had been around 26 weeks pregnant. Sex that would happen daily had become 3-4 times a week, most of the time schlatt just eating you out or fingering you before leaving to jerk off.

You assumed that his attraction for you was fading, when in reality that was far from the truth.

Schlatt’s attraction to you has only grown since you’ve gotten more pregnant. From seeing you smile and hold his hand at an ultrasound to seeing your tits grow heavier over time.

It honestly scares Schlatt how much he wants you. He doesn’t want to exert you, especially with how tired you’ve been these days, so he’s stuck to cold showers and on really difficult days, jerking off. It’s hard to resist you, especially when he’s eating you out or fingering you and feeling your warmth wrapped around his fingers, tightening up around them as you finish.

He finds you borderline impossible to resist. Especially now, when you’re in a cute sundress you bought a few weeks ago.

It shows your tits and belly off just right, but Schlatt can resist.

When you put down a bowl of fruit and jambo goes running to steal a blueberry, he knocks over your bowl.

“Jambo!” you scold picking up the cat before handing him to Schlatt.

He watches, grabbing the cat as you accidentally push your boobs up against each other causing the neckline to deepen and show more than you intended before returning to normal once you handed jambo over to Schlatt.

Schlatt can resist.

“i gotta go clean up the fruit he dropped” you complain walking over to the kitchen, bending over and picking up the few pieces that fell out.

fuck, your ass looks great

fuck, the soft pout you have on your face

jambo soon jumps off the couch and goes meowing at you, almost apologetically. You coo at him lovingly, picking him up like a baby once the fruit is cleaned up.

fuck

Schlatt’s imagination is going wild, already imagining you with a second and third child. He can’t fucking hold back.

he can’t resist

It’s mere seconds before he’s taking you to the bedroom. Schlatt is placing you down on the bed and hiking your dress up.

“you don’t know how long i’ve been wantin’ to fuck ya” he says taking off your underwear and quickly taking out his cock.

He wastes no time slipping into you, letting out a groan, “fuckkk, doll, you don’t know how much i missed your sweet little pussy”

Those words along the familiar feeling of him inside you, in what feels like forever, has you throwing you head back in pleasure. Your lips parting to let out moans as he thrusts in and out of you harshly, not bothering to hold back.

“fuck. never. gonna. stay. away. from. this. pretty. pussy. again!” Schlatt growled between thrusts

“fuck! c-calm down!” you moan out, holding onto his broad shoulders “i‘m sensitive!” you whine as Schlatt pays no mind to your words, instead rubbing your clit.

“great, then i can feel ya cummin’ ‘round my cock faster”

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grimesthinker · 1 year

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cw: fluff, basically daryl being soft for you. (fem!reader x daryl dixon) 776 wc

DARYL DIXON had no idea what to do when it came to someone like you. to say the least, he didn’t quite understand you. you had proved countless times you could take care of yourself, so you weren’t weak by any means. still, there were small things that made him really question you.

after daryl’s group got settled into alexandria, they had many new faces to meet, including yours. even though he wouldn’t admit it, daryl was instantly drawn to you. with rosy cheeks, long eyelashes and an innocent smile, he just couldn’t help it. he began to notice small things about you, like the clothes and accessories you wore. although your closet was obviously limited, you always tried your best to make your appearance seem fuller. sometimes you found pieces of cloth or silk, to which you would make bows out of to place in your hair. sometimes you made jewelry, even making a bracelet for daryl. you weren’t really expecting him to wear it, but he did.

one day, you asked daryl if you could join him on a supply run. “nah, i ain’t babysittin’.” he said in a grainy voice as he lit the cigarette between his lips. you didn’t let up though, using those big puppy-dog eyes to plead with him. “damnit girl, don’t ‘ya ever listen?” he grunted, but eventually gave in.

on the way back, unknowingly to both of you, a walker that been stuck in the leaves grabs your shoe and causes you to trip. daryl quickly shoots the creature with an arrow and helps you up. he watches as you grab his hand and gain back your balance. he can tell you’re flustered, as your cheeks grow darker than normal and you fail to meet his eyes. a shy thing, you could be sometimes. he studies you as you thank him and stutter an apology for not watching where you step.

instinctively, you touch your neck where your necklace rests, only there’s no necklace. panic begins to build and daryl can see it written all over your face. “you okay?” you look up at him, shaking your head. “my necklace…” your hand begins to shake a little, and daryl realizes. you’ve worn the same necklace since he first met you, a rusty gold chain with a heart shaped locket. he heard you speak about it to carl once, explaining how it had a picture of your family in it. you drop to your knees and start looking for it, daryl about to join you when you both hear growling in the distance. a herd is coming your way, daryl realizes and touches your shoulder. “hey kid, we gotta go.” he tells you, but you shake your head and continue to search. daryl watches as the herd moves closer, his frustration building as you’re putting yourself in danger. “get yer ass up girl, we gotta go.” he pulls you up, yet his gaze softens when he sees the tears that have already fell down your soft cheeks. “daryl, i can’t-“ you start, but he’s already pulling you both out of the way of the herd and back to alexandria.

a few days pass, and all daryl can think about is you and that damn necklace. you haven’t been the same since you guys returned, and everyone has noticed. usually, you’re the most talkative person in alexandria, but recently you’ve only been speaking when you have to. daryl winces when he thinks about it, absolutely hating the fact that you’re any kind of upset. after stealing a glance of you through your window and seeing the sullen expression on your face, he grabs his crossbow and heads into the woods. a couple hours later, he finds himself standing at your doorstep.

he knocks, and you answer with a soft smile. “hi daryl.”

“uh,” he clears his throat, holding his hand out with the gold necklace in it. “i had to fix the chain but the locket is still intac-“ you cut him off as you throw your arms around his neck and embrace him with a hug. “daryl!” his eyes widen as he stands, unsure what to do with his own arms as he registers the body pressed against his own. “thankyouthankyouthankyou!” you pull back, taking the necklace from his hand and clasping it around your neck. you look down at it before you place a kiss on daryl’s cheek. his stubble tickles you and you give a slight giggle, pulling him in for another hug. he’s taken back at first, but eventually wraps his own hands around your frame.

“you sure are stronger than ‘ya look, huh, girl?”

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cherigu · 10 months

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— ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Raincheck!

Genre: smut, established relationship Pairing: dom!jeongguk x sub!reader Word Count: 2.1k Warnings: oral (m receiving), mouth fucking, degradation n praise, bigdick!jk, size kink, breeding kink, slight switch!jk

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“Hmm” You hummed into the kiss, mouth latched onto your boyfriend’s while your tongues tangled passionately as you worked to swallow every single one of his ragged breaths that gradually began to turn into whiny moans. Your bare bodies were intertwined, underwear being the only thing separating the two of you at this point. His large hands rested on your plump ass, languidly guiding your lower body to grind down against his cock while he occasionally dug his fingers into the soft of your flesh whenever you brushed against a particular spot on his swollen tip.

He was the first to break the kiss after pulling away and looking at the clock on the nightstand that read 7:00 PM, an hour before the dinner with his friends. “Princess, gotta get ready” He mumbled through his swollen lips, wanting nothing more than to continue feeling your body against his but also knowing that once you both go further, there’s no going back. “For?” You acted clueless, pretending you forgot about his plans so he would eventually do the same. Your fingers swept over the litter of love bites you had left on his neck, admiring them like you would a masterpiece.

“So greedy” He chuckled, hand delivering a slap to your ass before gripping it harshly to pull the lingering mewl out of your lips, “Always want me all to yourself, huh?” He rubbed his fingers over the reddened skin of your cheek to soothe the sting. “Yet you never oppose,” you spoke, managing to keep the quiver in your voice stable to avoid showing how desperate you were for him right now, “You love how good I make you feel.”

He cocked a brow up and diverted his daring eyes to your lips. “Yeah?” he began, cupping your hand with his own and dragging it down to the waistband of his boxers. “Show me how good you say you make me feel, baby” The venom-laced words that dripped from his lips matched the gaze he shot at you through his hooded lids, triggering a sly smirk to grow on your face. You teasingly pulled at the hem, letting it slap onto his skin to hear the frustrated hiss escape his lips.

“If you wish” You began to kiss your way down his body, lips ghosting over his skin without breaking eye contact as you repositioned your body to be in between his legs. His hand came up to your head to scoop up your soft hair, creating a makeshift ponytail to avoid it getting in the way. Once you were face-level with his lower body, your hands swiftly came up to his hips to peel away the fabric from his hard-on.

No matter how many times you’d seen Jeongguk’s cock, you’d never get used to how big he was. Seeing his length spring out after being freed from the cotton material of his underwear is a view you needed permanently engraved in your mind. From the curved, girthy shaft with the thick veins, to the reddened tip that oozed precum from simply making out. What you arguably loved the most about Jeongguk’s cock, is the fact that all of this was from you, for you. No one else could get him like this, no one other than you.

You took his length in your hands to firmly grip it, using your thumb to spread the arousal that had leaked all over his tip. Your touch felt like heaven on earth, soft hands worked to please him so well. A string of curses fell from his lips when he felt your thumb graze over his slit, cheekily teasing him while you gathered some saliva in your mouth. You slightly parted your lips and stuck your tongue out, letting the fat glob of liquid trail down your wet muscle and drip onto his aching length. You brought your hand back down on him, pumping him a few times to properly lubricate him before leaning your face down.

He stared in adoration as your tongue darted out from your mouth a few times, giving his head kitten licks that had him sucking air through his teeth. You decided to press your tongue flat against the base of his shaft, slightly toying with the pulsing vein that screamed for more. You dragged your tongue upwards, landing on his tip and swirling your tongue around it before opening your mouth and taking him whole.

His size was a bit to get used to, tears already brimming your eyes but nevertheless being worth it as Jeongguk’s thighs tensed under you while he became more vocal. “Shit baby, m-more please, just like that.” He groaned, slightly pushing your head further down onto him until he felt the graze of your uvula. He released some pressure on your head and let you do your own thing, throwing his head back while you bobbed your head up and down his shaft.

The squelch of your repeated movements on him as well as the sound of his deep moans had your stomach turning in anticipation. Arousal collected in the fabric of your panties, an indicator of how badly you needed him to touch you. But as of now, you’d make sure he was well taken care of.

"Pretty mouth was made for my cock baby, feel so good around me." He felt the knot in his stomach tighten too quick for his liking, lifting up his head to hastily warn you, “Y/n–” was all he was able to get out. The sight of you was enough to bring his high even closer than before. Cheeks tinted with a bright hue of pink, tears streaming down your lust-filled eyes that were fixated on his cock. Your furrowed brows showed the determination you had to make him feel good, even if you were now a drooling mess and short of breath. He took a few more seconds to watch his cock disappear into your skilled mouth, plump lips brimmed with the thin white ring of his pre-cum. “Hmm?” You hummed, asking him to continue with what he was going to say.

He fell speechless for the slight moment where the vibrations of your hum mixed with the hollowing of your cheeks made for delicious stimulation on his cock. His breathy voice barely crept into your ears, too focused on his pleading whines to fully understand what he was saying. “Shit.. slow down baby, ‘m gonna cum if y-you don’ stop” He warned.

This only motivated you to keep going, sinking your mouth impossibly further down his shaft until you felt him in your throat. He began to whimper at the feel of your throat contracting down on his cock, making him unable to think clearly. You tongued his shaft with eager movements, pressing down on his sensitive spots with the purpose of finishing him off and hearing him cry out your name. However, your actions were quickly interrupted, not quite going through as planned.

The fog in his brain quickly faded away as he felt himself about to burst into your mouth, rapidly regaining enough composure for his next moves. “Fuck..” He harshly bucked up his hips a few times to gag you as punishment, shortly before pulling away and gripping at your hair. “Didn’t I tell you to slow down” He growled, looking down at your unapologetic expression that purposefully seemed to work him up even more.

“What a fucking brat, always so hungry for my cock.” He let go of your hair to guide you on top of his body, briskly flipping you on your back while he hovered over you. His hand crept down to your panties to slowly rub figure eights on your clothed cunt. “You’re this soaked over having my cock down your throat?” He asked, letting out a dry laugh. You stared at him with the inability to speak, basking in the pleasure of his fingers touching you after being deprived of any friction.

“I asked you a question.” He retracted his hands from your damp panties, causing any last bit of pride you had to disappear into thin air. You protested against the loss of contact with a series of whiny no’s, reaching down to grab his hand before he pulled away.

Knowing what he wanted, you used your weak voice to answer him, “Y-yes, ‘m all wet just for you! P-please touch me..” You looked up at him, watching him smirk at your suffering. With a click of his tongue, he spoke while shaking his head, “Such a thirsty slut for me, hm?” He used a hand to slide down your panties, slightly parting your legs and using his free hand to position his cock between your folds.

“Inside..” You mewled, burying the side of your face against the pillow as Jeongguk slid himself up and down your wet cunt. “Wanna take my fat cock inside your little pussy, princess? Hm? Is that what you want?” He teased, moving his hips faster against you. The feel of his tip repeatedly hitting your clit made it hard to speak, but not hard enough to not be able to whisper a small “Please..”

“Since you asked so nicely baby” He leaned down to kiss the side of your neck, once again bringing his hand down to align himself with your entrance. Without a warning, he bottomed out, earning a loud moan as your mouth formed an O-shape. He immediately began to thrust, voicing groans of his own as your velvety walls engulfed his throbbing shaft.

“ ‘S too big Jeongguk, slow d-down” You heaved, feeling the sting of his size burn your heat since he didn’t give you the usual time to adjust. “You asked for it, now take it like a good girl” He delivered hard thrusts at the end of his sentence, seemingly wanting to get his point across. “Been bad enough, don’t listen to me and still expect me to listen to you, tsk”

It wasn’t too long until the pain began to fade into pleasure, his experienced thrusts had his length burying itself deep inside of you, making you repeatedly call out his name. “Shit baby, look at you” He spoke through ragged breaths, loosening his grip on your waist to bring a hand down to your stomach. He softly palmed it until you brought your gaze down to where he was talking about. The bulge of his cock was outlined in the lower half of your stomach, turning you on even more at the fact that you were now hyperaware of his size. “Feel me in your tummy? Taking me so well, princess” You threw your head back in bliss, feeling him hit all of your sensitive spots over and over again, making your brain turn to mush.

His hand rested on your stomach while you fell apart underneath him, feeling your high right around the corner. You knew he was close since his hips had began to stutter and the pace he had set was becoming increasingly erratic. Words lingered on the tip of his tongue, spilling when he began to feel the sensitivity take over. “Gonna fill this pretty tummy up with my kids, yea? I’ma stuff you full of my cum til you get all round and swollen, fuck” He began to pound faster into you at the feel of your walls squeezing him, “You like that, huh” He breathed out.

“Y-yea, fuck– fill me up, please, wan’ your kids.” You cried out, no longer holding back the tears caused by the repeated stimulation on your G-spot. “Yea? Wanna let everyone know who fucks you so good, hm? Gonna show them who pumps this pussy full of cum.”

“You, Jeongguk, o-only you. ‘M all yours!” Those were the last words you managed to choke out before you both came undone. Hips drilling into yours, he was determined to make your high last and make you feel good, not caring that his cock was rapidly growing sensitive from the effect of your words. It always felt good to hear the reminded of who you belonged to, making him proud of having such a perfect girlfriend all to himself.

He made sure to stay true to his words, using his cock to pound his seed deep inside of your cunt. Once he was satisfied with his work, he drew his hips to a slow stop and carefully pulled himself out of you, not wanting to make your post-orgasm painful. Panting, he dropped his body next to your spent one, both of you working to recollect your breath while you laid in the comfortable silence.

After cleaning you and himself up, he came back with a glass of water only to find out you had fallen into a deep slumber. Feeling his share of exhaustion, he decided to join you under the sheets, securely enveloping his arms around you and planting a soft kiss on the top of your head. After whispering his goodnight, it wasn’t long until he passed out next to you, the heat of your body making him comfortably drift off into dreamland.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, Jeongguk’s phone began to go off, a series of texts displayed on the lock screen.

Hobi: Hello?

Hobi: Where are you?

Tae: dude we're waiting for you

Tae: are you even coming atp

Tae: wtv have fun w her ig

Min: can you at least let us kno if ur gonna raincheck😭

A/N: this one took a little longer than expected bc i ended up getting writers block AND sick in the middle of it # double kill but anywhooo hope u enjoy dom!jk’s comeback ^.^

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dilfl0v3rss · 8 months

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just one day

“why you gotta go out all the time, huh? can’t just lay wit me on the couch?” geto groaned, his large figure blocking the front door with his arms crossed over his chest. you’ve been going out back to back for about two weeks now and he was more than tired of it. you gave him a soft smile, your pretty white teeth making his heart do flips as he watched you wrap your arms around his neck. geto’s hands instinctively lowered, slowing moving towards your ass before giving it a hard squeeze under your skirt. “i can’t go have fun?” you said in a sultry voice, his dick twitching in his sweats as he looked down at your pretty outfit.

“ian say that, jus want one day. can i have my girl for one day?” his deep voice brought a certain tingle down your spine, your thighs slowly shifting together to calm the growing arousal in your panties. geto noticed this, his dark eyes practically glued to your lower half as he watched your thighs rub together. “you can try t’act like you don’t wanna stay, but i know where she wants t’be” suddenly his big hands moved, one now on your hip as the other made its way between your thighs, cupping your soaked pussy through the thin fabric of your underwear.

a quiet gasp flew from your lips, being swallowed by the pair of pink lips joining yours in a sloppy kiss. geto knew how to get to bending to his will quickly and planned to use those tactics on you right now. his big, strong hands moving back to your ass before abruptly lifting you in his hands. you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck as your boyfriend walked you to the soft cushion of the couch. as geto laid you down, he sat on his knees between your legs, slowly freeing his broad chest from his shirt without moving his eyes away from yours. you were too busy ogling his body to notice, his thick dick protruding from his sweats.

a smirk slid to geto’s face, his body moving down towards yours before he left light kisses on your stomach. he moved up slow and steadily, kissing all over your body until making it all the way up to your neck. “want me t’fuck you?” his deep voice was muffled into the soft skin of your neck, his print rubbing up and down your clothed clit as he squeezed the fat of your thigh with one hand. your lack of reply cause geto’s smirk to widen, his hand quickly tapping your thigh as he got your mind back on track. “huh mama? want me t’put this dick in you?” the answer was and would always be “yes”, but the fact that he asked for permission just made you go crazy. a soft whine left your lips as you tried to raise your hips to feel more of the delicious friction. “y-yea….w-want you t’put it in” at your words geto broke, his body moving almost instantly to turn you on your stomach before pushing your skirt up and pulling your panties to the side. “anything for my baby”

it didn’t take long for geto to have you crying, your legs pushed to your chest as he’d lean down and kiss your tears away. “how it feel? feel full mama?” the sound of your man’s voice caressed your ears, but you were in no shape to reply. your lips parted and eyes rolling as you felt your orgasm rush through you. “c-can’t cum no m-more” you breathed out, earning you a hard thrust to your cervix as geto looked down at you with dissatisfied eyes. “what i say bout that? stop saying you can’t princess, i know what m’doin” you let out a small “sorry” before your boyfriend continued his work, his dick hitting the deepest parts of you as he looked down at you with low, loving eyes. “why you ain’t wanna spend time wit me huh? you like puttin on them sexy lil outfits and walkin past me don’t you mama?”

a small smirk crept towards his lips at the sight of your surprised eyes, how did he know? geto could tell what you were thinking without having to ask you, his hand moving towards your clit as he continued. “been wantin daddy t’beg you t’stay right?” you slowly nodded your head, words stuck in your throat as you gave your boyfriend pleading eyes. geto coo’d at this, only thrusting himself into you harder before leaning down and leaving light kisses on your lips, cheeks, and neck. “please stay baby, let me fuck this pussy all day n’make you feel good. can i do that f’you ma?” as his begs came to an end he began to leave sloppy kisses all over your neck, moving his hips faster into you as he felt his second release approaching.

geto’s voice always made you feel a way, but the deep, gravelly tone mixed with sweet begs he made just pushed you over the edge. your legs shook as you felt your release rush out of you wetting not only the couch, but the both of your bodies now carried a wet shine. “f-fuck papa” you moaned, your back arching off the couch as you watched your boyfriend continue to fuck you to chase his release. a small whimper fell from your lips, “i know pretty, but you gon be here awhile. m’not letting you off this couch until we make up for all the days you left me on the couch, dressed all pretty n shit.” before you could think you were laid on your stomach, your ass getting pulled high in the air by strong, inked hands before geto slowly thrusted back into you. his hands slowly sliding up and down your back before pushing it down to the cushion.

“keep it just like that f’me mama we got a lot of time to make up”

i forgot to put geto in the poll so ima just post this now😭

#jjk geto smut #geto suguru x black reader #geto x black!reader #geto suguru smut #suguru geto x black reader #geto x black reader #suguru geto x black!reader #suguru geto smut #geto suguru x black!reader #suguru geto x black y/n #jjk geto suguru x black reader #jjk geto suguru smut #geto suguru x black y/n

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lunarfleur · 5 months

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Sleep, Baby ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales

Summary: There was something about his presence that made sleeping easy. More than that, Miles being there compelled you to fall asleep. It was something he could do for you that no one else could.

Warnings:Talk of insomnia

A/N:It has…been a while. I think I fell out of love with writing for a while, but I’m here! This is quite bad…but I’m rusty so cut me some slack.

Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @hiyaitssans @nagi3seastorm @luvjunie @milesmolasses @n1cole-ghost @conitagray @kombuuuu

This is x fem reader!

“Ma, why are you awake?”

His groggy voice brought your attention away from your phone. You looked over at the boy next to you.

Miles was sitting up, rolling his head around to stretch his neck. He propped himself up on his elbows, looking at you with squinted, sleepy eyes.

He had woken up when you forced yourself out of his grip, no longer having something to hold on to. That was how Miles preferred to sleep, with something warm to hold.

“Can’t sleep,” you shrugged.

He knew that wasn’t true. Truthfully, you were exhausted. You could sleep, you just didn’t want to. This was a problem, considering your phone screen was making your head hurt and your body ached, begging for you to just lay down and go to sleep.

Miles sighed, sitting up further and turning towards you.

“Baby, it’s 3:00 in the morning.”

“And?”

“We got shit to do tomorrow, and you ain’t gonna like bein woken up early.”

“Sounds like a problem for future me.”

He knew you were stubborn.

Sighing again, Miles quickly slipped your phone out of your hands. He reached behind him to set it gently on the table beside his bed.

“Miles-”

“No.”

He cut you off quickly, shaking his head. You knew there was no point in arguing. He was tired, and so were you. He wanted to sleep, and so did you,

“C’mere.”

Huffing, you tucked yourself against his body. He was warm, which was nice compared to his cold room. He smelled good, too. He always did.

Miles wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head softly before sinking into his pillow. His hands relaxed, chest rising and falling softly.

“Miles..”

“Hm?”

“Can I have a kiss?”

There was a pause, before Miles snickered softly. He had given you plenty before he fell asleep earlier…but that was hours ago, right?

Leaning his head down, Miles met his lips with yours in a slow, soft kiss. It was sweet, as per usual, and left your stomach fluttering as if it was the first. He had that effect on you. He always did,

“Goodnight, mama.”

“‘Night.”

“I love you.”

“I love you,” you hummed. It was pouty, though. Here you were again, stuck in his arms with nothing to do.

“Go to sleep.”

“But-”

“Sleep, baby.”

“I don’t wanna.”

Huffing this time, Miles ran his fingers through your hair. It was a mischievous tactic, really. That was something he always did when you needed to relax.

“You gotta go to sleep, mama.”

“I’m not tired.” Of course, you were lying out of your ass. You could feel your eyes growing heavier by the second. Between his warmth enveloping your body in a firm embrace, and the sound of his voice in your ears, you were bound to be knocked out in minutes.

“We both know that’s a lie.”

You hummed, burying your face deeper into his shirt. It smelled clean, because it was, and fresh and so much like Miles that it made your heart flutter.

There was something about his presence that made sleeping easy. More than that, Miles being there compelled you to fall asleep. It was something he could do for you that no one else could.

“G’night, baby.”

This time, you couldn’t argue.

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cerise-on-top · 5 months

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Kissing HCs

Same characters as the hugging ones, so TF141, LVQ, Valeria, Graves, Alex, Farah, Laswell and Nikolai. These are entirely SFW, there's only one mention of things potentially being steamy, but even then it doesn't have to be read explicitly as NSFW. You're their s/o in these ones and they are gender neutral.

Price: While he may not be opposed to small pecks, he does prefer giving you a long, slow kiss on your lips. Naturally, he doesn’t always have the time for that, so he makes do with pecks on your lips and cheeks, but he does have a romantic vein in him. Holds your hand, that’s how you know a kiss is coming. Loves getting to slow dance with you to some music beforehand, even if it’s just swaying from side to side. Having you touch him in such a gentle manner calms him down. You’re still there with him, so he won’t have to worry about your well-being in the moment. If you’re shorter than him then be prepared for the occasional forehead kiss, if you’re taller than him then I hope you’re okay with having your face cradled so he can reach your forehead. He lives for domestic stuff.

Gaz: He’s just happy to be close to you whenever he can. That’s exactly the reason why you’ll be receiving lots and lots of pecks from him just about anywhere he can reach. Will squish your face and pepper you with little kisses, leaving your lips for last. But when he does reach them, he stays there for a while. If there’s one body part he especially loves about you then it’s your lips. He can’t help but keep staring at them, imagining scenarios in which he just gets to press his own against them. He has the most lovestruck expression on his face afterwards, his smile is priceless. He used to kiss the back of your hand as a joke when you told him to do something, with him calling you “Your Highness” afterwards. Having done this repeatedly, it sort of just stuck, so now it’s not uncommon for him to get down on one knee, take your hand and kiss your knuckles.

Ghost: Just like with hugs, he doesn’t really give out too many kisses either. That was until you had your first proper one, however. Ever since then he’s more inclined to do so, but doing something against your will is the last thing he wants, so he won’t initiate kisses very often. Yes, he’s likely the bigger person, yes, he wants to make sure you feel safe and protected, yes, he wants you to hold his face in your hands and give him a kiss. You’ll see him try so hard to not smile, but fail eventually. It’s kind of amusing to watch how his eyes give him away, his lips curling up too. If you reassure him enough that you’re alright with him kissing you he’ll start slow and small, pecks on your cheek becoming the most common gesture afterwards. He’ll work himself up to kissing you on your lips eventually.

Soap: Very enthusiastic, gives you a kiss whenever he can. When he’s giving you a side-hug he’s likely to press a kiss to your temple, or just your head in general. Not at all shy, sometimes he’ll call your name, sometimes he won’t and surprises you. It’s really just another excuse for him to be close to you. A kiss from him might escalate into a hug, which, in turn, might escalate into another kiss. It’s a vicious cycle he doesn’t want to break. From pecks to passionate, drawn out kisses, it’s always a surprise with him, he’s gotta keep you on your toes, after all. Be careful, though. You’re just so cute that he might pinch your cheeks or stretch them a bit just to see you get annoyed. He can be very serious, but he can be just as goofy at times.

Alejandro: One of his favorite ways of showing affection, really. He calls you by a nickname first before going in for a kiss. Doesn’t usually keep it to one, though. Especially if he actually has the time. Will put his forehead against yours, giving you a goofy grin before pressing a kiss to your nose. Loves to call you every term of endearment in existence in-between every single kiss. It’s also his go-to reward for when you’re doing well. You passed your university exam? You made it through a rough day? The difficult boss has finally been bested? Get ready for some loving words of encouragement, a tight hug and a kiss to your temple. He can get a bit loud, but forgive him for that, he’s just excited for you. Except when you’re down, then he’s more down to Earth and gentle.

Rodolfo: I’m not sure if it actually counts as a kiss, but his favorite form of one is rubbing your noses together. It’s actually extremely calming to him. He can’t really tell you too much about what he does, but at the very least, at the end of a mission, he has you to look forward to. Closes his eyes contently when you press your foreheads together. His kisses are usually very gentle, he doesn’t want to hurt you, but they do linger a bit. If he can, he’d love to hold you close and tuck your head under his chin afterwards, but if you’re too tall for that then he’s more than alright with simply guiding your face to the crook of his neck and taking in your scent. Loves physical affection, as mentioned before, but rarely asks for it. Please initiate it first, this man will fall even harder for you if you do.

Valeria: Won’t do anything in public, very much against PDA. The risks are too high. But when she knows that no one is around to see it but the two of you? She’s more likely to give you a kiss than a hug. Small pecks to tease you, long, passionate kisses to show you who really is in charge. Valeria will leave you breathless, making you yearn for more. But that doesn’t mean she won’t give you less steamy ones either. If she’s feeling playful she’ll kiss you anywhere except your lips, just to hear you whine and maybe give her your adorable little pleading eyes. Whether she gives in or not depends on how long she wants to prolong that game. As much as she does love to hear you jokingly complain about the power she has over you, she does want you to be well, so she’ll kiss you properly eventually. Just needs to get her fill first. But if she can sense that you’re hurt because of it, she will make it up to you, in her own ways.

Graves: Sort of a dick about it, in all honesty. He’ll just grab you by your waist and pull you in for a kiss with very little regard for who’s around. Usually has that smug grin of his as well, especially if it makes you flustered. It doesn’t matter how tall you are, he will put his arm around your waist, maybe even pulling you onto his lap. Small pecks to your lips to tease, but he usually doesn’t want to hold back after some time. Will dip you when he gets the chance to and you don’t expect it. Graves also has a tendency to make his lips just barely brush yours, making you ask for it before he finally kisses you. Again, if any of those things fluster you, you’ll never see or hear the end of it. Likes to put his hand under your chin or on your cheek to guide your face.

Alex: So gentle about it. He’ll cradle your face before giving you a long and loving kiss. If his mustache tickles you he’ll laugh a bit, especially if you pull away giggling because of it. If he’s feeling especially playful he might kiss and nuzzle your neck to get you to laugh some more. But other than that, he loves kissing you as much as he loves being kissed by you. He’s fairly big on physical affection, giving and receiving. His eyes light up whenever you give him a small peck on the cheek. It fuels him, it keeps him going throughout the day. If he’s feeling especially lovey-dovey while you do it he’ll rest his head on your shoulder, looking at you with such big adoring eyes. This man is smitten. He could hide it all, but he wants you to know just how much he loves you.

Farah: Whenever she kisses you, there’s a chance it might be her last time, she’s lost too many people to still wholly believe in an eternity like that. But even so, she gives it her all. She, too, wants you to know just how much she loves you, how much you mean to her. She fights for her people, but she also fights for you and to keep you with her. She’s a strong woman, but the smallest tint of sadness in her eyes doesn’t go unnoticed by you either. Likes getting a forehead kiss from you more than she would like to admit, it keeps her going. She can lead many people for the liberation of Urzikstan, but it’s important that she knows you’re there for her as well. It’s the small things, holding her hand, kissing her temple, rubbing her back, but she appreciates it more than you’ll ever know.

Laswell: Not very big on PDA either. The less attention she attracts in public the better. She will be very domestic in private, though. Exchanging smiles as you’re preparing some food in the kitchen, with her finishing up cutting a vegetable. If she passes you she’ll sometimes give you a small kiss. Whenever she gets home you get a kiss. She won’t be all over you all the time, you’re both independent enough like that, but she definitely enjoys spending time in the same room as you. She has lots and lots of work to do, so there are times when she’s sitting at her computer even at home, but if you bring her some coffee she’ll be grateful. Kiss to the cheek, kiss to the temple. If you’re cuddling on the couch together and watching a cheesy romcom, give her a kiss during a kissing scene. It makes her smile because you’re just too cute.

Nikolai: At first he goes with your flow, gauging your reactions and letting you take the lead. Do you like your kisses softer or rougher? Where do you like them? Before he has it figured out for the most part he won’t initiate too many of them. But once he knows your preferences? Especially if you like being kissed? Loves touching you in some form almost all the time. When he has you lying on his chest he loves pressing kisses to your head. When he’s about to take off again he likes to give you a kiss for good luck. When he has nothing serious going on he’ll kiss you any chance he can, he does love having something domestic and soft going on in his life. Every single kiss of yours must be reciprocated by one of his own.

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All The Time

✰ ✰ ✰ he can fuck you all the time..

જ⁀➴ ty guys for 200 followers !

song rec: All the time by Jeremih

,, suguru geto x wife!reader , pet names (baby, princess) , oral (m & f) , somnophilia , degradation , phone sex , fingering , jerking off , slapping , oral fixation? , reader calls him daddy (once) , idk

Early in the morning's when I think about you

I hit you like what you sayin'

in the mornings when I wanna fuck you

Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin'

I could fuck you all the time

Suguru’s tired eyes scanned your sleeping form. Your naked body was curled up beside him, his forearm stuck in your tight hold. Sometimes it bewilders him that you’re his wife, yet the silver ring he could feel cold against his skin was a reminder. Along with the fact that only he could see you in your raw natural beauty, even when you’re not aware of him adoring you.

He turns on his side, pulling you up and indirectly smiling at the small groggy sounds you made. He places a chaste kiss on your soft lips, almost tasting the cherry chapstick you always make sure to put on before bed. His lips eventually find the buds of your nipples, all perky and pretty from the cold air exposed to your skin.

A small whine leaves your mouth as he sucks off your nipples with a small ‘pop!’, his hands travel along with your body with grips and touches of absolute admiration. Causing you to turn in your sleep when his hands dip between your thighs. Two fingers drag along your wet folds, already beginning to soak them. His pretty wife was thinking about him even in sleep, how adorable.

“Sugu..?” You murmur, stirring at the feeling of the bed shifting and him slipping from your hold. “g’morning baby.” Suguru smiles up at you, pulling your legs to lay on his shoulders so he could sit between them. “s’too early for this..” You huff softly, tiredly watching him line his cock with your soaping pussy, “shh, just let me have this..”

M-O-E-T

That's what the fuck we be sippin'

That's what the fuck be drippin'

My Trap house still tippin'

Suguru’s lips hungrily push against yours, the taste of champagne staining his lips. both of you left little care for the expensive clothing you two wore as you try to peel them away. “had me suffering for hours because you look so sexy.” suguru groans, his hand finding placement around your neck while his other held your waist. “so needy..” you tease, undoing his tie, which you sure was too tight from how he kept adjusting it at the party.

“not my fault. fucking touchin’ me while i’m talkin’ to Satoru. dirty slut.” he chuckles, kissing your shoulders as his hands lower to cup your ass through the silk dress, “not my fault. you got hard.” you mocked, smirking when he bites you. you undid the hair tie that kept his hair in a high ponytail. sure the new hairstyle was hot, but whenever his hair was untamed and tickling your skin while you fucked, it turned you on.

“nah, gotta keep my hair up for when i eat this pussy” Suguru grumbles in your neck, his hands running up your body to roll down your sleeveless dress. much to your dismay. “i like it down like this.” you whine, feeling him lift you up against the wall— intertwining your legs around him, you swiftly unbutton his shirt as he pulls down the dress to your midsection.

“pretty..” suguru mumbles, dipping his head and latching his mouth onto your nipples, making your pussy throb at the feeling. “Sugu..let me touch you.” you huff, tugging his hair. he pulls away with a smile, kissing you fervor that made you wrap your arms around his neck— only for him to pull away. Suguru gave you a teasing smile, “beg again and i’ll let you.”

Face time when i’m gone

She gave me dome from a distance

“and that’s basically it, i’ve been so bored without you here.” You sigh. Suguru’s been gone all week, making sure to call you whenever he was free to make up for being missed time together. “really? thought you said you could handle being away from me.” Suguru chuckles, ignoring the small tinge of guilt he felt for palming himself in his sweats, all because of the sound of your voice. “I can, I just don’t like it when you are. I miss you so much.”

Fuck, why did your voice have to sound all cute and whiny. so innocent, and here he is, spreading his legs and rolling down his pants, freeing the strain in his pants, “tell me how much then, because, god, i m-miss you too.” he stammers, his hand running tight along his girth, trying to imitate exactly how you do it. his thumb smearing the precum around the head of his cock. You hum, pausing for a moment before lowering your tone, “I don’t think you want me to tell you in the way I'm thinking baby.” You chuckle as he stays silent, only hearing the small wet sounds of him jerking off his cock.

“m’sorry, just—“ “but i do wanna lick up your cum sugu..” you cut him off with a small whine, already knowing that he loved it when you were vocal about what you wanted. “y-yea baby? what else? gotta hear how nasty you wanna be.” Suguru’s breath hitch, his moans becoming louder as his cock twitched in his palm. You open your messages with him, one hand reaching inside your shorts and circling your clit through the fabric, “and i wan’ you to stuff my throat. gotta swallow all of it right? look at what i'm sending you baby, i bought them just for you.” you gasp, your middle finger filling your cunny.

Suguru eagerly clicks on the notification, a guttural sound escape his throat, “oh, black looks so, f-fucking, hot on you baby. fuuuck.” he blanks, ropes of cum spurring onto his chest at the sight of your lingerie pictures. “can’t wait for you to see em’ when you get back.” you smile, sending him the request to switch to facetime.

And she love to climb on top

she love to walk off limpin’

“aht, i wanna ride you today.” you push Suguru down on the bed with a smile. you both had came home after an eventful day, and perhaps some teasing at dinner that left you two all hot and bothered. quickly coming home and undressing each other before reaching the bedroom. “I can't say no then. at least I get a good view in return..” he chuckles, holding your hips and slowly gliding your pussy over it cock. “You didn’t have a choice anyway. i been wanting to take the lead for a— mm, a while now.”

the head of his cock prods at your hole, a small hums leaving you as it slowly slides in, “yea?” he grunts, his hands gripping your waist tighter when you take him all in one go. “Sugu.. so fucking big” tears prickle in your eyes as you press his chest, the thick girth was always a challenge for you, no matter how long you’ve two been together. but you take it, every time. “don’t tell me you’re complaining, you said you could do it.” Suguru grins up at you, his messy hair sprawled out beneath him— eyes looking up at you with a glint in them that would’ve made your pussy wet if you weren’t stuffed full.

“n-no. i can do it. just— fuck.” Suguru gives a light smack on your ass at the sound of your stammers, finding it amusing. he was always so handsome beneath you, but he was so fucking smug it made you want to wipe that smirk off his face. you rolled your hips slowly before beginning to ride him, “look at you, being a big girl now. so good f’me.” he groans, hands reaching up and squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and making you whine, “no touching. you were being mean.”

you halt, swatting his hands away and getting an idea— you pin his hands beside his head, your back slightly arched as you rode him. “c’mon baby, don’t be like that.” you clench around his cock, the low tone of his voice going straight to your pussy as you grind down on him. “no, you said I can lead, so don't switch up now.” a small pout tugs at your lips, slamming down on him and taking him to the hilt, loving how his head throws back, a loud groan slipping from his lips. “oh shit— sorry baby. just keep taking me, just like that.” he fumbles over his words, his cock throbbing as you make it a mission to milk him. thoroughly.

Pimps up, hoes down

Legs up or toes down

Why she jock me?

‘cause she knocked-knee'd

And we got trees, so mary go round

“Suguru.. wanna suck you off.” you laid your head on his thigh, looking up at Suguru while he smoked his thick blunt, one of his new flavored ones. you were splayed out beneath him in your knees, all pouty and cute for him, begging to have his cock in your mouth. he couldn’t help but finally give in when he notices your hand dipping below your silk nightgown. “nuh uh, move that hand.” his gaze hardened, his hands finally unzipping his fly. “c’mere.”

you quickly move closer between his legs, helping him roll down his pants before sitting up and taking his thick length in your hand. “but let me finish this first.” Suguru sighs, spreading his legs to let you have more access— he takes another drag of his blunt, a sick smile curling when he sees your eyes narrow, “oh c’mon Sug—“ “you rushin’ me?” he cuts you off, making you falter and bite your lip.

you stay silent, avoiding his intense gaze and trying to ignore how your pussy throbbed form his demanding tone, “i asked you a question.” he scoffs, the smoke leaving his lips in small little ‘o’s. he reaches over and lays the blunt in the ashtray on the table, then pulling you in for a kiss. you weren’t sure what flavor the wrap was, maybe mango? but it left you in a small haze that made him laugh, “answer me and i’ll give you what you want baby.”

“i wasn’t rushing you. jus’ wanna taste you.” you mumble, fuck, his cock was so pretty, head tinted with an aching red that almost had you drooling. “i know baby.” Suguru whispers, his hand running behind your neck and slowly pushing your head down, making you take his his cock down your throat. he leans back with a small groan— you immediately getting to work, “what do you say baby?” he chuckles, pulling your head back and seeing the spit smearing around your lips, “thank you daddy.”

Gotta know I ate it

She so sweet, now and later

“fucking love this pussy.” Suguru moans into your pussy lips. It's been hours since he hand dragged you from your laptop containing your work. whispering sweet nothings in your ear, and pampering you. which led to him eating you out without a single thought. the slick of previous cum dropped down his chin, rubbing against the inner of your thigh as he lolls his tongue in your pussy, “you’re doing so good Suguru, makin’ me so happy.” you whine, trying to not pull his hair too hard.

he hums, vibrations stimulating your cunt so well, he licks up all of your wetness, moving to your clit and leaving kisses that make you squirm, look down at him, “m’gonna cum again Sugu! you’re so pretty down there.” you gasp, tugging his black tresses while your other hand grips the large arm around your waist, “go ahead princess, taste so fuckin’ sweet.” the drags of his tongue on your pussy had you nearly suffocating him with each squeeze of your thighs.

Suguru’s voice slurred as he licked up your slick, bringing a hand down to play with your sensitive bud, “Suguru!” you shudder, letting out a loud cry as your orgasm washes over you. finally, he pulls away, still fixated on your soaking pussy. he pulls you closer, your legs beginning to dangle off the bed as he spread them, “what a mess. bet it felt so good huh?” he smiles, his fingers playing with the cum dripping from your hole. “mhm, you’re the best Suguru.” you moan softly, biting your lip when his fingers dig into your pussy.

Suguru pulls them out and then sucks off his fingers, staring up at you. “still gotta clean you up, but gimme a kiss.” he smirks at the way your face scrunches up at his request, yet your thumb cleans off the cum coating his chin when he presses his lips against yours. making you get a taste of yourself.

I want that all the time, all the time

I’ma give you all mine' when it’s..

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