#i need this man carnally

[lullalbee]

✰ Shared Thoughts ✰

A Francis Mosses x GN!reader, chapter 1

Warnings: Gets steamy but no smut, no pronouns for reader but afab anatomy is used, francis calls reader ‘darling’, he also pleads for like one sentence ik you guys like that, not proofread <3 this is so bad and so self-indulgent i'm so sorry

Word Count: 1.7k

The tenant grumbled, barely keeping open your tired eyes, latching onto your ID and entry request as you waited for your turn to be interrogated just so you could be let into your own home. For a while, you thought the precaution was stupid until you experienced a “code red” for yourself. Typically, you were amongst the last to arrive at the apartment building, considering you worked late nights, almost every night. You didn’t mind it, really, as you had lots of free time living alone, so that meant you were home during the early hours of the day when most tenants had left and wouldn’t return home for a few more hours, and by that time, you’d be gone yourself.

You knew today would be especially tough entering the building, as you were called in to work suddenly, so you couldn’t put in a request in time to be put onto the list for today. Once it was your turn, your trudged along to the window, passing in your papers through the metal slit.

“Why aren’t you on the list?” The doorman asked, brows furrowed, clearing searching for any signs the tenant was a doppelgänger. “Got called into work suddenly, wasn’t able to put my name on the list.” You explained, voice as monotone as ever. The doorman nodded, checking over a few things and making a phone call, before finally letting the tenant in.  You gave a small thanks, grabbed your papers back, and walked through the door. Sighing, you stepped into the elevator, ready to press the “four” button.  As you stepped back against the elevator, all your thoughts and anxieties began surfacing, most of them being of doppelgängers. What if the doorman let in one, killing us all? You didn’t doubt their abilities, but the thought always crossed your mind, with how often the alarm went off.  The elevator stopped with a ding! on the second floor, letting in another tenant of the building, Francis Mosses. 

You thought of yourself as fairly close with Francis. A lot closer than the typical tenants are with the others. You two enjoyed each other's company, giving small hello’s as you passed by, small talk exchanged whenever he’d deliver the milk you’d ordered. There were a few times, as well, where you hung out at the other’s place, your shared exhaustion over your careers being a driving factor in the start of your friendship.  Now and then, in the pits of night, you found your mind drifting to the thoughts of Francis. How his bicep flexed as he lifted up the milk carrier, his button-up shirt tightening ever so slightly around his arms and elbow, leaving little to the imagination. Or how his sensual, monotone voice sent shivers down your spine.  But your relationship was purely platonic of course. These feelings would never be acted upon nor would they be reciprocated… “Hello…? Earth to Y/N?” You were snapped out of your thoughts as the familiar voice filled your ears.   “Huh? Oh, sorry…” You mumbled, chuckling awkwardly. “Just.. tired from work.” I was totally not thinking about you… You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks, both out of embarrassment and just from him looking at you.

“Mmm… Okay…” Francis nodded, albeit suspiciously. You prayed he didn’t notice the blush, and if he did, won’t say anything about it. Hopefully, he was up for as much conversation as you were at the moment… God knows what you would do to just lay down and take a nap right here. You both stood in awkward silence, avoiding eye contact before Francis got off on the next floor. You breathed a sigh of relief, mentally berating yourself for allowing that to happen. Once the elevator stopped on your floor, you bolted out and headed immediately to your apartment. There was always something so eerie about the hallways that made you want to be in them as little as possible. You struggled a bit with inserting your keys into the keyhole, but eventually, they implied and allowed you in. Closing, and locking, the door behind you, you breathed out, not even aware you were holding your breath.  You looked around your apartment, everything in the same place as it was before. Good. No doppelgängers have been in your home. The apartment was rather small, but that’s alright since you were the only person here. It was cozy that way. Trudging through the tiny hallway, you made it to your room, changing out of your work clothes and into some more comfortable ones. Immediately, you plopped down onto the bed and began drifting off to a dreamless sleep.  …Was that the sound of the phone? Well, it’ll be alright…

After what felt like only a few minutes, you heard someone knocking at your door, rather quickly. Begrudgingly, you sat up and got out of your bed, combing through your hair with your fingers to try to smooth down any bed head that developed in the small frame of time you were sleeping. You stood up, attempting to make yourself slightly presentable. Making your way to the door, you glanced at your rotary phone which sat on a small table next to the couch. You paused for a moment, wondering if the ringing you heard was real, but shrugged, assuming it was nothing.  You looked through the peephole of your door, spying the one and only Francis Mosses, at your door. He wasn’t in his usual milkman garb, but rather some common, everyday clothes. Quickly, you unlocked your door, opening it to greet Francis. “Oh, hello.” You gave him a soft smile, cocking your head slightly. “Are you off the clock?” “Yeah, my uh- my shift ended not too long ago.” He swallowed, nodding. “Wanted to check on you, you seemed real exhausted earlier.” “Well, you did just wake me from a life-saving nap, but that's alright.” You quip, giving him a smirk as you move out of the doorway, allowing him in.

“Oh, I’m- I’m sorry, I can go–” “No, no.” You shake your head, furrowing your brows. “Stay, please.”  He smiled at you, seemingly relieved you didn’t let him go. Internally, you were screaming, he never showed up to your apartment unless you had a pre-planned hang-out session, or he was doing his rounds, delivering the milk.  “Do you want anything? A snack, or…” You ask him, walking towards your tiny kitchen.  “Oh, no, that won’t be necessary.” He said in that monotone voice that made your knees turn to jelly. Francis went and sat on the couch, you following close behind. “I, uhm.” He began, looking away. “I wanted to talk to you… I’ve been, thinking a lot. Since we talked in the elevator.”  Oh fuck, he’s so creeped out by me, isn’t he, you panic internally, but barely manage to scrape together your composure. “Oh- I’m sorry, about that I–” You started before he interrupted you.  “I’ve been thinking about… you specifically.” He gulped, causing your heart to race. “Now, you can slap me if you think I’m creepy or anything, but I’ve thought about just us in general for a while, long before the elevator. Y/N, I–” He grabbed your hand, looking you in the eyes, his own clouded with infatuation and something else you couldn’t quite make out. Before he could finish his sentence, you cupped his cheek with your free hand and kissed him with so much desperation your teeth clinked together. He was taken aback by this, not reciprocating, causing you to panic and think you misread the situation so you pulled back, breathing heavily. “Fuck, did I- Did I fuck that up? Oh my god, I’m so–” He cut you off with a kiss of his own, holding the back of your head with his hand, keeping his grasp on you as he kissed you with a lot more passion and less desperation than the first. Immediately, you kissed back, snaking your arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss.  He broke the kiss first, to catch his breath. You smiled at him, letting out a small laugh. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that.”  “Oh, but, I think I do,” Francis smirked, eyes darkening. “I’m a lot more perceptive than I think you realize. I’ve seen the glances you’ve stolen.” This caused you to blush and cover your face, burrowing into the crook of his neck. He maneuvered his head to give you a small kiss on your own, still smiling. “It’s cute, ‘loved knowing at least one person was paying attention to me.” He chuckled as you raised your head, still blushing fervently. He leaned in for another kiss, but this time it was much more needy, resting one hand on the nape of your neck and the other on your hip. Your hands entangled themselves in his hair, pulling your bodies as close together as possible. 

“I’ve thought of you, so many nights.” You whispered between kisses. “Trust me, me too, darling.” Francis groaned, biting down on your lip. You decided to tease him and keep your mouth closed. In turn, Francis snaked the hand on your hip up under your shirt, causing shivers to be sent up your spine, as you moaned into the kiss, which Francis took as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring every crevice he could, mapping and memorized the sensation.  You tugged on his hair, causing a moan from him to vibrate through you as he explored the inside of your mouth, your arousal growing further in your core. He cupped your breast through your bra, causing you to break from the kiss for a moment and moan his name, him looking at you, pleadingly, for consent to go further. You gave him an over-enthusiastic “yes” just before you kissed him again, but before either of you could continue further on, a loud ring ran through your house, coming from the doorbell. Whimpering a little, disappointed you had to pause your wonderful makeout session with Francis Mosses, you stood up, smoothing out any wrinkles on your clothes. Heading towards the door, you ponder over who it could be. You knew you shouldn’t have any visitors today, and you certainly weren’t close enough with your other neighbors for a surprise one. As you leaned up to peek through the peephole, all you were met with were eyes just like your own, a face sculpted just like yours, with the most sinister smile plastered on. It was your doppelgänger.

#francis mosses #thats not my neighbor #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses x you #i need this man carnally #im so down bad its insane #this is also so bad and so self-indulgent #also cross-posted on ao3 #tnmn #milkman #milkman x reader

[nina-ya]

A/N: Just a little something I wrote to procrastinate instead of working CW: Smut, AFAB Reader, Penetrative sex WC: 874

Thinking about needy Law who seeks you out when he is overcome by his urges. It doesn’t matter where you are or what you are doing; his visceral need to be inside of you overtakes all other priorities.

He walks up behind you, his presence an unexpected but welcomed interruption to whatever you happened to be doing at the time. He wraps his arms around your torso to hold you tight against him, the warmth of his breath tickling against your skin coupled with the soft pressure of his lips on your neck sending shivers down your spine. As his kisses trail down your neck and your shoulder, you can feel his breathing starting to get heavier as his craving grew. 

Law’s hands begin to explore your body, touching and squeezing every inch that he could get to. You ask what he is doing, a smile evident in your voice, only to be met with the vibrations of his voice against your neck as he whines out something about wanting you. 

He uses one of his hands to turn your face towards him and capture your mouth in a deep kiss– slipping his tongue into your mouth with small sighs and sounds of pleasure being pulled from deep within him. You find yourself turning around to face him, succumbing to the urge to fill his needs. 

His hands trail down your sides until they reach your thighs, lifting you effortlessly as he places you onto a nearby surface– a counter, a table, wherever his needs take you. He would grip your thighs and roll his hips against yours, seeking any kind of friction. The grinding builds a growing heat between you two, accompanied by whimpers that escape your mouth which would be swallowed by his own.

Desperation fuels Law’s mutterings of ‘please’ or ‘I need you’ against your lips as he grips at the fabric of your pants, pleading you to let him continue. When you give him the go-ahead, he wastes no time in discarding your bottoms.

Your hands work with urgency, quickly freeing him from the constraints of his pants. As you grasp his cock, a guttural moan escapes his lips and his forehead falls against yours. His breathing comes out in ragged pants as your teasing touch elicits desperate moans from deep within him. Law’s own hand finds its way to the core of your own desire, his fingers gliding along your wetness with focus and precision, occasionally circling that bundle of nerves that has you whimpering out and leaning into his touch.

As you swipe the head of his dick, thumb smearing his precum across the tip, Law responds with a sharp gasp and a shaky moan, his fingers jolting and pressing against your clit in the process. His hot breath against your skin blends with your own shared gasp and moans that fill the air from the lewd acts.

Law wraps his hand around yours and guides himself to your entrance, wetting himself with your arousal. With a desperate need, he slides into you, each thrust a rough, intense motion that expresses the deepness of his desires. His face presses into your shoulder, muffling his whimpers against you as he loses himself in the feeling of you squeezing him so tightly around him.

Law’s hands find their place on your hips, pulling you against him with each forceful thrust. Whimpers and moans spill from his lips, filling the air with declarations of his pleasure and need. “Fuck… f-feels so good… can’t stop,” he whimpers, his hips pounding into yours faster and harder with each passing moment. “You feel too good, I need you so bad.”

Law’s thrusts grow needier, his rhythm more frenzied and his hips slam into yours as he gets closer and closer to the edge. Your own moans fill the room along with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Each thrust sends a jolt through your body, and you can feel his cock roughly dragging in and out of you as he fervently moves.

Law’s desperate whimpers fill the air, a string of curses paired with every motion. “Fuck, fuck, s-so close, ah,” he frantically whimpers, his movements becoming more erratic. In a final intense moment, he speeds up when suddenly a deep groan escapes him as he stills within you.

The warmth of his release floods you as hot ropes of his cum shoots into you. His grip on your thighs loosens, and his hips lazily roll into yours as he rides the aftershocks of his climax.

As Law gradually recovers from his climax, his breathing begins to steady. He does not show any signs of pulling away, though. Instead, he presses gentle kisses along the curve of your neck, each kiss soft and lingering against your skin. 

“You felt amazing,” he mumbles against your neck, his voice dripping with satisfaction. His hands begin to explore your body once again, tracing patterns against your skin. “I think it’s only fair that I owe you something for that.” His hand follows a gentle path down your body until he reaches your core once more. A light press of your clit pairs with a gasp escaping you. “What can I do to repay the favor, him?”

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[anime-b1tch19]

What Doja said ;)

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[dazedconfuzed]

I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism.

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[everytimeigetmoody]

just when i think i can't love this man more, he's watched Hannibal four fucking times

source

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[pretty-sick-actually]

BEHOLD

Look at his perfect chest. The glimpse of his incredibly hot leather pants. Do you see the vision? Do you see the masterpiece in this frame? His sex appeal is off the charts. It's the hottest thing I've seen in ofmd and I will make it everyone else's problem.

Thanks @closeencounterscafe for bringing my vision to life

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[asymm3]

me, out of nowhere: gale is submissive and breedable

my friend, not paying attention: why do you want gale to breed you?

me: no no no, i want to breed him

my friend: …neither of you have the correct parts for that

me: we’d make it work

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[xxshadowbabexx]

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[sxnnelysister]

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[some-beans]

Heeeyy! I too am totally normal about König. Glad to find another completely regular König enjoyer!!! 🥰

ofc !! I'm just a totally normal könig enjoyer too !!

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[saudrag]

i want to be her so bad

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[coralie-silverthorn]

@kiwiplaetzchen out kill me with SAS.

Y'all have heard of @arthenaa's Carnal by this point... Hopefully

If not... What are you doing? Go!!

Presenting....

C A R N A L

Sebastian

Somebody's a genius.... 😏 👀

🍾🥂🥂🥂🥂

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[famewolf]

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[amber-laughs]

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ned stark: i cheated on you please believe that! i cheated on you so hard look here’s proof of my adultery doesn’t he look just like me? that’s definitely my love child tell everyone you know

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[frankehstein]

CEMETERY MAN (1994) dir. Michele Soavi

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[pretty-sick-actually]

Ok who here is a wizard at grabbing high quality tv show screenshots because I absolutely need that one frame from OFMD S2 Ep7 of Stede immediately before the curtain closes. His bare chest with his leather pants peeking out made me feral and others must see the vision. I have a need for Stede.

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