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hearts4sturniolo · 3 months

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FRIENDS -m. sturniolo

PAIRING; fwb!matt + fwb!reader

CW; smut. pure filthy smut. matts dick game kinda crazy?? dominance. a fuck ton of teasing and begging. praise + a little degration tbh. this ones a long one so bare with me.

AUTHORS NOTE; first tumblr fic, WHO UP! lmk if this is dog ass bc i am open to criticism lol. also comment if u wanna be in the taglist, shoutout gf @americanjcsus for being #1 hypegirl through this process lol.

its friday night and i found my feet carrying me to a door i knew all too well. the home of my best friends. im not even sure if i can consider one of them that anymore, because deep down i know its more.

i ring the doorbell and wait patiently, hearing footsteps on the other side. a hand hit the knob as the door swung open to reveal chris.

"dude this is perfect timing, i was just about to head with nick to mcdonalds so you made it just in time." chris said stepping forward for a swift side hug.

"you mind getting my usual? oh and also an oreo mcflurry please?" i asked while reaching down to take off my shoes.

"yes ma'am, NICK LETS GO!" he shouted, as if on cue, nick came strolling down the hallway.

"hey bae! i didnt know you where coming over tonight?" nick said, pulling me into a bear hug. i wrapped my arms around him, hugging him just as tight.

"nick its friday... where else would i be." i joked as the two laughed before stepping outside for their mcdonalds run.

"do you wanna come with? if not i think matts rotting in his room if you care to join him." chris said

"im good, ill just go bother matt." i said, knowing that i would be doing the exact opposite the second they left the house. chris just nodded before closing and locking the door, leaving you standing in the entryway.

i ventured my way through the house, my brain going into autopilot as i made my way to matts room. the door was closed, dim light leaking from underneath the crack in the doorway. i knocked softly before opening the door.

matt was currently sprawled out, back against the headboard of the bed, legs parted just enough for someone to to fit in-between them.

holy fuck, i thought to myself. he was wearing red plaid pants and a black tight fitting tee shirt. his tattoos visible and his hair tousled.

"hey sweetheart." matt said, patting the space next to him in the bed, insinuating for me to come sit next to him.

i practically stumbled towards him, crawling onto the bed to lay on my stomach next to him. my head resting on my palms as i looked up at him.

"nick and chris left?" he asked, glancing at my figure before regaining eye contact.

"mhm." i responded, his hand immediately reaching out to stroke my cheek. i melted into his touch as he scooted closer.

"i've missed you pretty girl, been thinking about you all week." he spoke in a low tone, goosebumps rising up on my skin as he pushed my hair behind my shoulders.

"what have you been thinking about?" i responded. i knew the answer to this before i even asked, but i wanted to hear it.

"well, i've been thinking about how you were teasing me the other night at dinner, how you thought you were slick rubbing my thigh knowing i wouldn't be able to do shit to you because you were going home after." my eyes widened, i had silently prayed he forgot about that, but at the same time, i wanted to know the aftermath. he pushed himself onto his arm, leaning over me now, hand still caressing my face

"been thinking about your pretty lips, those sweet noises that i want to hear come out of them while i fuck you." the sweet sentence turning into one filled with lust. it was like he was teasing me at this point.

"oh, and how good you would look with my dick filling you up." he said so casually that i almost passed out. i couldn't take much more, i reached up to thread my fingers through his hair before pulling him into me. our lips smashing together before we could even think of anything else.

he immediately sprung into action, his lips moving roughly against mine. his tongue poking out to push past my lips and into my mouth. i moaned a little bit at the action as his tongue roamed around my mouth with purpose. after a moment, his lips retracted from mine, making their way down to my neck.

he licked a long stripe up my neck before sucking harshly, making multiple dark marks on my skin. his hand trailing its way to my shirt and crawling up my back to unclasp my bra like he has so many times.

"take your shirt off." he mumbled against my skin, i shot up to peal my shirt off before he did the same with his own. his tattoos now much more visible as he leaned to grab my lower back, pulling me closer towards the headboard of the bed.

he leaned down towards my neck again, slowly kissing hungerly down towards my chest. he blew a cold breath onto my nipple while looking up towards me.

"matt." that's all i could say, my mind was racing because of how slow this all felt like. he was taking his time to tease me but doing so passionately to keep me hooked.

"tell me what you want, baby." i stayed silent as my back arched, trying to get his mouth connected to my skin. his hand roughly pushed me back down.

"your such a slut, i've barely touched you and you're already speechless. now you either answer, or i stop." he propositioned

"matt please, just- i need you so bad. want you to touch me" i whined, skin starting to ache from the lack of contact.

without a second to spare, he leaned down and connected his mouth to my chest. my hands shot to his hair again as he sucked on my nipple. quickly after, giving my other boob the same treatment before sucking on the surrounding skin. matt was completely unbothered as he made more dark marks, that only we knew would be from him.

his hand slid down my waist and onto the waistband of my shorts. hooking his finger onto them, he slowly traced the top.

"please, please matt." i begged, pleading with him to touch me where i needed him to most.

he listened, hand tugging down my shorts and panties in one motion. he looked at me before looking down, hand inches away from my pussy.

"god you're soaked baby," he said, whimpers exiting my mouth as he ran one finger up my slit. he asked before placing his finger on my clit "you want me to touch you right here?"

"god yes please matt-" i was cut off by my own moan. matts finger making quick work to my puffy clit. he pulled his finger off only before he switched to his thumb. he rubbed in a circle before his middle finger teased the outside of my hole.

he spared me the words before pushing a single finger into me. my moans quickly filling the air in his room as he took that as a sign to add another finger.

"you're clenching around my fingers so well, my good girl." the name almost causing me to cum on the spot. he continued the pace, pushing his fingers in and out of me as i barrled towards my orgasm.

"matt- im gonna cum-" i spoke, panting heavily and bucking my hips up into his fingers.

matt immediately pulled his fingers out of me before making quick work to unzip his own pants. i whined at the lack of contact he moved off the bed, tearing his pants off his ankles.

"come here baby, come show me how bad you want me." he spoke, voice low and gravelly. i crawled over towards him and positioned myself so that i was on my knees, hand instinctively going to palm him through his briefs.

"fuckkk, my god." he hissed, head falling back on his shoulders and his hand shot out to grab the one that was touching him. he guided my hand to the waistband and nudged me to take them off.

i pulled them down and his cock sprang out, hitting his bare stomach and leaving a small precum spot against his skin. he was painfully hard and his tip was practically leaking. i swiped my thumb over his tip to collect some of his cum before bringing it up to my mouth to suck on it, doe eyes looking up at him.

his demeanor shifted and his eyes were filled to the brim with lust as he quickly turned me over and pushed me down onto the bed, chest against his soft grey sheets as my lower half was vulnerably out in the air.

he came to stand behind me, before i knew it, i felt his dick slide up my folds. i gasped, lips parted slightly as i waited his next move.

"matt fuck me please." i begged, pushing my hips back against him

"only since you asked so nicely baby." he said before pushing his entire dick length inside of me. i choked on a moan as he slowly and deeply thrusted into me.

"gotta make sure you get every inch, you deserve it." he mumbled, low grunts coming from him as he ever so slightly quickened his pace.

his hand made their way to my hips, helping guide me back against him. his dick hitting my g-spot with every thrust. the sounds coming out of me filled the room. i knew that if anyone else were home, they would know exactly what was happening, there was no denying it.

he pulled me back harder against his cock as he started to ram into me at an ungodly pace. one of his hands leaning over to push my head into the bed, my cheek smushing against it.

"you're mine, thats it, you understand that?" matt spat

"yes matt. yes, yes." thats the only words that i could form. brain fogging up as i was being fucked dumb by my best friend.

"good girl," he grunted, my pussy clentched around his dick as i chased my orgasm. "my good girl, you're so tight for me and only me."

my only sounds switching between moans and heavy labored breaths as he fucked me.

"fuck baby- im so close- wanna fill you up." he mumbled again. pounding me at an even faster rate as he reached down with the hand that was on my waist, to rub my clit in circles.

"please- please matt," i pleaded, high so close i could almost taste it. "cum in me."

with that, i felt his dick twitch and a warm liquid filling my pussy. the feeling alone causing me to cum all over his cock, our juices mixing together.

he slowed down his pace but continued to fuck both of us through our orgasm. much more loud grunts now coming from him as his sensitive dick twitched more frequently inside of me, sending shocks through my body.

after a moment, he slowly pulled out of me, guiding me to lay down onto his bed as he pulled his underwear back on to make a quick trip to the bathroom. he came back seconds later with a wet and dry towel, helping clean myself and then himself up.

time moved so fast that it felt like the next second, he was throwing one of his shirts over my head and pulling the blanket up after climbing into the bed next to me.

i could barely keep my eyes open as i saw him looking at me, "you did so good sweetheart, come here." he pulled me towards him. i smiled into his chest as i spoke next.

"thank you." i blushed, eye contact so prevalent now that it made my heart ache. my face felt hot as he played with my hair, finding something to put on tv while we waited for his brothers to get back. my heart ache spreading to my whole chest now. only one thing plagued my mind in that moment.

it was that im not sure how much longer we could be just "friends".

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euaphora · 6 months

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“YOU KNOW IM A SEXOHOLIC, IM SO ANXIOUS!”| part1

warnings: f!reader, smut, size kink, hair pulling, degrading kink, thigh riding, p in v, dom!nanami, sub!reader, mentions of y/n, praise kink, pet names (princess,baby, my good girl,bunny) mentions of pervy!nanami, slapping, titty sucking.

colleague!kento who saw you the following monday with a weary look plastered on your face while you looked down at the paperwork being overdue, you boss loved giving you a hard time after you rejected him— kento knew this so he could only do so much to give you a better job experience.

colleague!kento who came up to your working cubical, he saw you added another small pin to your collection hung up on clipboard along with a new set of pens you bought. He watches you stress about all the paperwork scattered around the table and listens to your pleading sighs.

colleague!kento who calls you from behind —barely resizing he was standing behind you this entire time, “did you need something?” you asked in a sweet tone, he shakes his head at you at gives you a warm smile, “no I just saw how much work you had due and was wondering if you needed any help?”

colleague!kento who brings his chair from his cubicle to yours so he can fill in the boxes you had missed when you were just trying to finish up and leave to go home to your cat, he saw you wanting to pack up and leave the moment he saw you.

colleague!kento who asked, “since it’s the only the two of us left, would you want to put some music?” he asked while making marks on the paper. “i didn’t even realizing everyone else had gone home..god what time is it?” you sighed, leaning back against the head of your chair.

“12:34” he answered, checking his watch, “He needs to lay off you, nobody here gets this much paper work in a day.” Kento pointed out, looking at your relaxed body suddenly tense up at the thought of your boss.

“Exactly he’s only doing this because…anyways, see this is why your my favorite coworker, Nanami.” You giggle— opening your eyes to look in his direction only to already be meeting his gaze looking down at your body. He quickly fixated his gaze back to the paperwork and clear his throat, “Nanami, we’re you just starting at my chest?” You question him, watching his body language.

“O-of course not, then that would be unprofessional of me..” he quickly explained, nervously laughing it off. You hesitate at first but push yourself of your chair and go up to him, your legs in between his. He looks up at you and grabs the hem of his tie, “is it getting hot in here?”

“Don’t try and change the subject, you want me..don’t you?” You lean down to meet his gaze, getting real up and personal with him. He accepts his fate and admits his feelings, “You have no idea.” He stated, pulling you in by your hips only for you to be straddling his legs, you feel the pump of his muscle in between your folds.

“Wanna ride my leg, bunny?” He asked, teasingly tilting his head to the side while brushing off the stands of hair blocking his view to look at you. You suddenly feel like the shy one now, nodding.

You go onto right leg and slowly pick up your pencil skirt while rocking your hips back and forth, maintaining eye contact with him the entire time while he unbuttoned your dress shirt. “They sit so perfectly..” he said, holding them in his cold, slender hands— felling how warm and plump they are. He easily unclipped the back of your bra, only to wrap his mouth around one— younger lapping over the nipple while the other gets pitched and pulled by his fingers.

“Careful, princess. Don’t be trying to push me away now.” He demands, pulling your hair into a make shift monytail, giving you a soft slap in your cheek.

You push your head back at the euphoric feeling, letting out several pornagraphic moans slip out your mouth, heavy pants joining after. He feels you stutter your hips, knowing your almost close. “Cmon baby, just a few more thrusts…you got it.”

Feeling a knot in your stomach, you hold him by the torso— letting out huffs while rolling your eyes to the back of your head when he slaps your ass and rubs the soft flesh after.

“Cumming! I-im fucking cumming..”

Nanami suddenly feels a wet spot form on his leg, making him give you a quick kiss on the lips so you could still have some air to breath after your earth-shattering orgasm.

“Bend over.”

You pick your head up from his broad shoulders and look up at him, “does he want what I think he does?” You thought while getting up from his lap to lay down on your desk, watching him pull his pants down from behind you. “Let me know if it’s too much…alright, princess?” He reassured, giving you a quick heads up like if he was over nine inche-

He pushed the head of his cock inside you— feeling your velvet walls squeeze him “greedy little pussy,huh?” He shuddered, making you get cut off by your own thoughts. “S-shit.” was all you could slip out before he slipped himself fully inside you, giving you time to adjust to the size, knowing you couldn’t handle it.

He starts pumping his cock while completely ignoring your pleads, “S-slow down…your so deep inside me, Nanami!” You let out a loud moan, feeling hot tears slip out of your now watery eyes.

“It’s only half of me, bunny.”

You felt your head spinning with from what he just said, he felt your walls clenching again, feeling himself reach closer to the edge when the knot on his stomach tightened.

“kentopleaseimgonnacum!” You scream out, thankfully nobody was here so you could let out a loud cry. He slides his veiny fingers inside you mouth, hearing you gag in his fingers, “come on my cock, sweet girl mmm go right ahead you deserve it f-for being good all week..my good girl.”

He leaks his seed inside you while you cum on his cock the same time, feeling your pussy tighten all over again— making it hard for him to pull out. “Oh, you sweet thing, can’t get over this pretty greedy pussy.”

The next morning when your boss came to work, he checked the cameras to see you both in your cubicle, his cum leaking out your pussy while he cleaned you up, giving you a kiss on your forehead.

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rubiehart · 1 month

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i feel like jj is absolutely obsessed with ur stretch marks, like say you'll be cuddling or something and u have ur leg resting on his hip and he's just running the pad of his thumb over ur stretch marks GRAHHH im losing it

been sitting on this one for a while.. my apologies♡︎

the blanket was tousled messily at the foot of the bed from your continues fidgeting, the outer banks heat was never kind to you this time of year. eventually getting up and cracking the window open, in hope to at least get a little rest, standing on your toes to reach and opening the latch, jiggling it a little to crack some paint, after all the chateau was old, you were sure this window hadn’t been opened in years.

you whipped your head back around, bare feet padding back towards the bed, you averted your eyes back up to the bed, plopping down on it to see jj seemingly awake, laying on his back with his hands behind his head, smirking. maybe. it was hard to see much in the dark, the only light source was the moon coming through the gaps of the overgrown plants taking over the outside of the shack slowly.

“mother nature claiming what’s her’s.” as pope would say, effectively saying the chateau was a shit shack. relaying it to john b continuesly in hope to get him to cut it down, he never did. you were glad in that moment, being able to admire your boyfriend’s face, illuminated by the pale light. “what?” you giggle, a little conscious, wrapping your arms around your stomach. he blinks slowly to cut out his staring and shakes his head playfully. “nothin’.” he sniffs and grabs your arm, pulling you on top of him, giggling as he does so, he laughs too, hiding his face in your neck. “shh.. we’re gonna wake the others” you laugh out, pulls away from your neck and smirks.

“ahh.. fuck ‘em. ‘s just us.” he whispers, flipping you back onto the bed and pulling you into his side, you nuzzle your face into his neck and breath in through your nose, a smile gracing your face at the smell. it was just so jj.

you lean up and capture his lips in a deep kiss, which he returns, groaning into your mouth, resting his hand on your thigh and gliding his thumb mindlessly over your stretch marks.

after a few seconds, you pull away, suddenly feeling self conscious, staying close enough to him for your lips to brush when you squeak out the question. “what’re you doin’?” he pulls away, blinking a little fast as he looks at you, mumbling out “hm?”

“what’dya mean baby?” he mumbles, kissing along your neck slowly.

“m’ stretch marks.” you whisper out and he lets out a little chuckle, pulling away from your neck for a second.

“they’re pretty.” he whispers, charming little smile on his face as he watches the insecurity creep onto your face. “them tiger stripes ain��t got shit on you, ‘kay?” he smiles and places gentle kisses along your neck, eyes flicking up to see your reaction, smirking when you smile, slowly sliding down your legs as he whispers against your navel. “lemme show you how pretty they make you, yeah?”

#jj maybank blurbs #anon ꨄ︎*#jj maybank #jj maybank smut #jj maybank obx #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank headcanon

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megalony · 3 months

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Don't Tease

This is an Eddie Diaz imagine, based on a few anon requests I've gotten. I hope you all like it, any feedback always makes my day.

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Summary: While out at the park with Chris, someone takes an unsettling liking to (Y/n). He decides to try and follow them when they leave so (Y/n) leads him to the fire station.

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Reaching out, Eddie swatted his hand around until he found the alarm clock that was blaring out his morning alarm. He bashed around to hit each button until the alarm ended. He didn't exactly need the alarm to wake him up this morning when he was already wide awake, but it was necessary to remind him that he couldn't stay in bed all morning.

He could feel the sweat trickling down the back of his neck towards his shoulder blades and he knew his skin was starting to turn blotched red and flushed. The heat was radiating from him as his chest heaved to catch his breath back.

Eddie let his weight drop down onto his forearms and his chest that heaved as he leaned down onto (Y/n). He tried not to drop his full weight down on her when she was laid, caged up beneath him as he rested between her legs. His head tucked up into the crook of (Y/n)'s neck and he attached his lips to the side of her neck, nipping at the skin until her nails scratched along his arm.

A melting smile spread across (Y/n)'s lips while she dragged her nails up along Eddie's arms and moved to wrap her arms around the back of his neck.

She could feel him softly kissing the bruises he had just bit up and down her neck a few minutes ago. Her fingers slowly pulled and traced along the short hairs at the back of his neck, causing him to groan into her skin which sent shivers up and down her spine.

Her stomach tensed and her chest ignited when Eddie bucked his hips up and let them flop down onto her pelvis. The feeling was crushing but somehow safe and secure at the same time, with his groan mashed into hers. (Y/n) tensed her thighs and squeezed her legs around Eddie's hips. Her legs were aching and her hips were burning from bending outwards to accomodate her husband laying between her thighs like this.

"Do you have to leave me now?" (Y/n) whispered the words into Eddie's hair and moved her hand up to tangle in his curls that were starting to become damp and flop around his temple.

She could feel his lips curving into a smile despite the groan he let out into her shin that had her shivering and shuddering beneath him. Especially when she felt the vibrations rattle up through his chest and down into hers.

She didn't want him to go. (Y/n) wanted him to stay right where he was, laid on top of her, preventing her from moving an inch away from his intoxicating kisses that he was peppering up and down the side of her neck and jaw. If it was her choice, they would stay here in bed all day with no interruptions or work to get in the way.

But they both knew they had to get up soon. Eddie needed to get ready for work and Chris was starting to move around so (Y/n) would have to get up to be with him. She had to get him ready for the day and Eddie had to get ready for a long double shift.

"Hmm, I wanna stay here." Eddie kissed along her jaw until he was hovering over her enough to reach up and peck her lips, gently at first. Then again and again until he was pushing her down into the pillow, devouring her lips like they were the air he needed to breathe. His tongue swiped over her lower lip and his right hand moved down until he could grab her hip and give her flesh a tight squeeze.

"I know baby-" (Y/n) let her eyes fall closed when Eddie leaned down to kiss her again. "-But we have to get up," Each word meshed against Eddie's lips and she squeaked when he rutted his hips down into hers.

Her hands moved round from his neck to cup his face and her thumbs brushed across his stubble he was trying to grow out. She pressed a quick, simple kiss to his lips before she attempted to push up against him but it didn't work. He tensed up his chest and pushed down, effortlessly pinning her back against the mattress so she stayed beneath him. Right where he wanted her.

"Don't wanna leave, mi amor."

Eddie shifted his weight onto his left hip that pressed down into the bed between her thighs, He wormed his hand down from her hip to hold the underside of her thigh and he used it to his advantage and hiked her leg higher up his side.

He could skip his morning shower. He could get breakfast at the station rather than hurriedly make something to eat on the car ride there. He could shift a few things to spend an extra ten or fifteen minutes in bed with his wife. And if Chris was still in his room, then they had time. It took Chris a while to pick out his clothes, get dressed then head to the bathroom to get ready.

"You don't like being late." (Y/n) hooked both arms around his neck and pushed her weight up into him until he relented and moved to sit up.

But it didn't go in her favour.

Eddie knelt up in the middle of the bed, letting the cover fall away from them so he could sink down on his heels. But instead of letting (Y/n) move, he curved his left arm around her waist like an iron bar and pinned her into his chest. With her legs around his waist, she was effectively sitting on his lap, clinging to him even though she knew they both had to get up very soon.

"I don't like leaving you." He muttered against her plump lips that he felt addicted to. His voice was low but his lips formed a smile as his thumb brushed in rhythmic circles against her thigh, squeezing the flesh every now and then.

"Can't go two days without me, hm?" (Y/n) tilted her head to the side as she dragged her thumb across his bottom lip that had turned a very dark shade of crimson. She loved the hooded look in his eyes and she knew it was risky to tease and wind him up, but she couldn't help herself when he looked at her like that.

"Nope." He wasn't ashamed to admit it.

She tilted her head down and attached her lips to the underside of his jaw until she felt him pull in a sharp breath. She sucked and bit down until she could feel him practically shaking against her, growling her name through gritted teeth. He was breathless when he felt her lips kiss and nip down his throat, something they both knew would turn him to jelly.

"What am I gonna do tonight without you?" Her voice came out shallow and quiet against his throat.

(Y/n) squeaked when she felt his short nails puncturing into her thigh and his other hand moved to cup the back of her neck. He tilted her head up so she could no longer kiss his throat and he hovered his lips half an inch away from hers. There was something devilish and daring in his eyes, it made her unsure whether he was going to tease her in return or throw her down on the bed for round two.

She could feel his fingers tangling in her hair to stop her from trying to tilt her head down and look away from his hooded eyes and his panting lips.

"Are you trying to wind me up?" Eddie didn't need to ask, he could see the look burning in her eyes and the sultry way (Y/n) bit down on her lower lip made his stomach clench.

Of course she was.

"What? You know I don't sleep when you're not here, in bed all alone-" She leaned forward out of his grip and managed to bite his lower lip before both his hands moved. He gripped her chin between his thumb and finger and held her head level with his while his other hand shifted up from her thigh to swat down on her bum.

"Stop teasing."

Adrenaline sparked through Eddie's chest when he felt (Y/n)'s fingertips trace along his shoulders and up the side of his neck, making him shiver. He pinched her chin tighter but she only swiped her tongue out across her lips and tried to inch closer until he could feel each breath panting against his lips.

"Make me."

He moved so fast (Y/n) felt stars blinking behind her eyes and her head spun when she was tossed down on her back. Both his hands gripped her wrists that he held either side of her head and he pressed his abdomen down into hers to pin her in place beneath him.

She had done it now. She would have to explain why Eddie would turn up late this morning.

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"Alright baby, what's first?"

(Y/n) squeezed Chris's hand and swayed his crutches in her other hand. As soon as they walked through the park gates, he handed the crutches over to his mum. He didn't use them when he was here, he shuffled around in a hyper state and used them when they were walking home when he was tired.

She watched the way he looked around, trying to precisely pinpoint what he wanted to do first. Although Chris loved his routines and they helped him keep control, he never had a strict routine at the park.

Mostly because he couldn't do everything in order and count on other kids not being in his way. But because the park was something fun, Chris was able to be flexible and go with the flow here and relax.

(Y/n) could feel him bubbling up beside her. This was the part she loved, when Chris would start to gear up and get riddled with excitement for letting off his energy. He gained a lot of sensory feel from being at the park, especially the roundabout which had a small rainbow bench to sit on and it didn't go very fast because it was old. It was perfect for Chris so he didn't feel too sick or dizzy but it gave him a great amount of stimulation. He would sit there for hours and let (Y/n) push the roundabout until her back ached and she had no breath left.

"Swing,"

It was clear by his voice that he was the tiniest bit annoyed that the big net swing was in use already. That was the one he wanted to go on, but the normal swings were free and they would do until Chris could get on the other one.

Reaching over when they got to the swings, (Y/n) hoisted him up onto the seat, making sure he was holding on tight before she started to push him. Chris did help a bit, he swung his legs around and leaned forward a lot to stim, but he was starting to get heavy now he was eight.

"Higher mummy!" Chris tilted his head back to try and look at (Y/n) and his grin widened when (Y/n) tugged the chain back before giving a bit more oomph into her push. If he could, Chris would swing higher and higher until he could touch the clouds and fly with the birds.

He loved it when he had his dad with him at the park because Eddie had a lot more strength and eagerness to push Chris as high as he could. Eddie and Chris seemed to egg each other on until they had (Y/n) frightened with how high Chris went. Chris knew his mum was more cautious and with her asthma, she wasn't always able to push him as high or as long as Eddie could.

But she tried.

(Y/n) took a step to the left and caught her breath back, moving her left hand to press down on her chest while she kept nudging Chris forwards every time he flew back near her. He was as high as she could get him now and he was stimming so much she barely had to push to keep the momentum going.

He started to nod his head back and forth and squealed happily after about five minutes of full-on swinging. But then he started to squeal and jump up and down on the seat. She didn't like him doing that because he frightened her. He had stimmed too much when he was swinging little over a year ago and fell off.

She reached out and grabbed the chains, pulling on them to slow him down a little before he had an accident.

"Baby, you-"

He started to wriggle from side to side until (Y/n) slowed the swing down again until it was barely moving.

"Swing! Mum swing, quick." He jumped off as soon as the swing was almost stationary and he did well to keep his balance before he was off straight away. He pointed and moved as quick as he could to get to where he wanted to be with (Y/n) following behind when she realised where he was going.

The net swing was free and Chris was determined to get to it first. Even without his crutches, he was as fast as lightning, arms stretched out and legs kicking rapidly to reach the black and blue roped swing. He grabbed it and leaned his tummy on the rope edge, laughing at his triumph although there were only two other parents and children here at the park.

"Alright baby, up we go."

Holding his hips, (Y/n) lifted him up and watched him shimmy into the middle and flop onto his bum. He slouched back, half sitting, half laying back and held onto the tough rope edge to keep steady like he always did.

The moment (Y/n) started to push the swing, Chris shuffled down and laid on his back with his knees bent up and his arms stretched out holding the rope. His mouth hung open in a wide grin and he stared up at the clouds overhead, watching how the colours and shapes changed as he moved. And every time the swing went forward, he caught a glimpse of his mum behind him, sticking her tongue out and pulling funny faces at him just to see him laugh.

(Y/n) could feel her arms starting to flag and her lungs burned from how long Chris had been sat in the swing. If he could, she knew he would stay here all day.

It was such a sensory feel for him to be swaying like this, feeling the breeze on his skin and the way his head felt woozy and tilted back and forth. His tummy rumbled up and down and he loved it, like he was going up and down hills on a bumpy car ride.

He had been in the swing for ages by now and it was starting to get tiring for (Y/n).

"Sweetheart, can we try something else now?"

"No. Swing, mummy swing," Chris stayed laid down in the swing, even when (Y/n) let it naturally slow to a stop.

"I'm starting to get tired baby. I promise you can come back on this one before we leave." (Y/n) moved round to lean against the metal pole beside the swing and folded her arms over her chest. When she silently patted her hand against her chest, Chris smiled. He knew that meant her asthma was stopping her. Chris had seen (Y/n) have enough of her asthma attacks and using her inhaler to know what it meant and know it was serious.

It happened on his school sports day last year.

Parents had been encouraged to join in and Eddie had been at work which meant (Y/n) was the only one that could join in on behalf of Chris. She had done a sprint along with the other parents and came second place before she had an asthma attack at the end.

Eddie hadn't been best pleased when Chris told him what happened.

Chris sat up with a grin and nodded, holding out his arms so she could pick him up and settle him down on his feet again. As long as he could have another turn later, he wouldn't make a fuss. (Y/n) only hoped she could get him off the swing later when it was time to leave. Eddie normally distracted him with something if he wasn't agreeable.

Last time they had all been at the park, Eddie pretended he got an important phone call and started to walk away. Chris soon hopped off the swing and followed after him to find out who he was talking to. Distracting was always the best way to go about getting Chris to finish a game or project or get ready to go home if he was in one of his stubborn moods.

Once he was on his feet, Chris pointed towards the slide which was currently empty. It was something he could do without (Y/n)'s help and she could sit on the bench nearby and keep an eye on him.

(Y/n) moved towards the bench and sat down, dropping Chris's crutches by her feet along with her bag. She crossed one leg over the other and folded her arms over her chest, smiling when Chris looked her way and waved. It had taken them quite a while to be able to get Chris up the ladders on the slide on his own. But he was very proud that he could do it unassisted now, but (Y/n) always watched.

She had a fear that one day his foot would slip or he would let go of the rail and fall down.

"Hi there,"

(Y/n) turned to her left and let her eyes do a quick sweep around just to make sure it was her who was being addressed.

Who was he? (Y/n) was sure she didn't recognise him from anywhere. He wasn't someone she had spoken to before and she didn't recognise him as one of the parents she had seen here before or seen at Chris's school.

"Hi," She smiled kindly and nodded her head but her heart jumped into her throat when he sat down next to her. Did he think she was someone else? Did he think he knew her from somewhere? It was a little strange if he didn't know her but had decided to sit down with her anyway.

The man was older, quite a bit older than (Y/n). He had short silver hair drizzled with flecks of white and maybe one or two brown hairs added into the mix. He had quite a bit of stubble around his chin and down his neck that made (Y/n) want to shiver. He didn't suit the look. Not like Eddie did. He had dark brown eyes that raked her up and down in a way that made her feel uneasy and his smile wasn't exactly kind. It was wolfish.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" He flashed his teeth as he spoke and stretched his arm across the back of the bench.

(Y/n) let her head turn back towards the slide and she managed a more natural smile when Chris came down the slide. He banged the heel of his shoes against the slide, liking the way the metal echoed around him before he got up and moved round to go again.

"I, uh, I'm here with my boy."

"No, you don't look old enough. You're one of those hot mums then?"

Her lips pressed together and she turned to look back at the slide, refusing to answer that. It was one of the worst pick up lines she had heard in a long time and (Y/n) had been subject to a few. The only ones that ever worked were the Spanish ones Eddie used on her.

It seemed a bit strange to ask what she was doing here when they were at a local park. There were only so many things she could be doing that wouldn't be classed as strange or creepy. And since she didn't have a dog with her and she wasn't trying to paint a picture or do some exercise, it seemed plausable that she was sat here because she was with a child.

He, on the other hand, didn't seem to be with anyone. He wasn't looking around like he was keeping an eye on a kid and he wasn't looking to try and find someone or wait for someone.

Something about him seemed strange to (Y/n) and it was making her feel anxious.

"Fancy a drink, with me?"

Her eyes darted away from Chris shooting down the slide to look back at the stranger beside her who seemed to be leaning a little more her way. She could just about feel his fingers gliding over her shoulder and it made a shiver crawl up her spine. As slowly and carefully as she could, (Y/n) inched to the right until she was pressed up into the metal arm of the bench. She couldn't put any more space between them than this.

"Oh… that, that's very sweet, but I'm married." Her left hand moved to scratch along her neck, silently giving him a view of her engagement and wedding rings on her fourth finger. She wasn't lying to try and get him away although she had every right.

She was happily married, she wasn't here looking for someone to go home with or go out for a drink with. (Y/n) had everything she ever wanted and needed with Eddie.

"So?"

A soft hum passed (Y/n)'s lips that curved into a smile as she remembered this morning's events with Eddie. She could still feel the bruises down her neck that she had done her best to conceal and the bite marks and hickeys littering her inner thighs that squeezed together at the memory.

"My husband isn't the sharing type." Eddie wouldn't take too kindly to this guy not accepting no for an answer. He wasn't possessive but he could get very protective.

"Who's gonna tell him? Let me get your number, beautiful." His voice turned as sleezy as his words and it made (Y/n) suddenly desperate to have her husband here with her.

She could feel her heart dropping down to her stomach and her throat tightened up like she was about to have an asthma attack when he suddenly moved. He slid across the bench until their legs bumped together and his hand reeled down from the back of the bench to land on her thigh. If given the chance, (Y/n) was sure his hand would have slid beneath her dress and moved up a lot higher.

But she didn't give him the chance. She doubled forward to grab her bag and Chris's crutches and as quick as anything, she pushed onto wobbling legs and took a few careful steps forward.

"I have to get going."

"I didn't get your number-"

"Chris, baby come on we're late." A flurry of words rumbled past (Y/n)'s lips as she moved towards the slide and held her hand out when Chris slid down towards her.

She could see the confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what they were late for. They usually spent a good hour at the park and then went on a long walk before they went home on the weekends like this. They hadn't been here long and he wanted another go on the swing. But the thought of being late for something intrigued him too much to sit and panic.

He reached out for her hand and let his mum guide him very swiftly away from the park and towards the path.

"What we late for?" He slid his hands into his crutches and leaned closer when (Y/n) moved her hand to rest on his back, keeping him safely tucked into her side. Now she had to think up an excuse. She had to give Chris some sort of explanation.

She could take him for ice cream and say they were late for a treat. Or go to the shop and find him a new game or some new toys for this afternoon.

But when (Y/n) dared to look over her shoulder, her hand latched tighter into Chris's shirt and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. He was following them. He was a few yards behind them, a safe enough distance, but he had trailed across the same patch of grass (Y/n) did instead of going the long way round to the path. He was following her exact steps and with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders hunched up, he looked menacing.

Oh God. She couldn't let him follow them home. What if he started to hang around? What if he tried to approach them or knock on the door? (Y/n) couldn't take Chris home.

"I- I thought we'd go visit daddy at work, we can catch him before he has to go out on an important call. What do you think?"

"Yeah!" Chris was already picking up the pace without needing to be asked.

He loved the station. He had been down the pole, taken a ride in the fire truck and the ambulance and watched everyone go out on a call. Chris loved everyone at the 118 and he especially loved seeing his dad hard at work in his uniform.

(Y/n) didn't want to take Chris unexpectedly like this in case it unsettled him. They planned all their visits because if not, Chris had a tendency to get attached to Eddie and then he would start to have a meltdown when they had to leave. But the station was their safest bet right now. This man couldn't follow them there and if he did, (Y/n) would be surrounded by her close friends and family who could help.

There would be nothing this man could do if she and Chris walked into the station, He couldn't follow them in without being caught and Eddie wouldn't let him hang around if he tried.

(Y/n) just had to get her and Chris there before the man caught up to them.

She was desperate to reach into her bag and fish out her phone to call Eddie, but she couldn't risk it. Calling Eddie would either lead to him being on a call and not answering or becoming panicked. Or he would answer and (Y/n) would breakdown and go into a panic attack which wouldn't help either of them.

It would be safer to just arrive at the station and see who was there. She knew the team, as long as someone was there, (Y/n) and Chris would be safe and they could wait for Eddie to come back and sort things out.

(Y/n) could feel her chest tightening up when she turned to look behind her and noticed that he was still there.

He was getting closer.

Her hand moved to curl around Chris's middle and she pinned him into her leg, trying not to squeeze him too tight but she couldn't help it with the amount of anxiety coursing through her veins. And (Y/n) knew Chris could sense her panic when they crossed the road and she didn't slow down like she normally would.

"Fuck." He was close enough that he could call out to her now and if he moved two paces quicker, he could reach out and grab her. "Come here baby." (Y/n) bent her knees without properly breaking her stride and scooped Chris up. She let his arms and crutches swing around and land on her back and she felt him coil his legs around her waist while she started to hurry.

"Mummy! What you doing?" Chris leaned his cheek on (Y/n)'s shoulder and nuzzled his face into her neck.

He was all for cuddles and being carried, but usually he had to beg his mum to carry him. She didn't normally scoop him up and start speeding like this and Chris didn't like it, she was making him nervous. Eddie was always telling him that he was getting too heavy to carry but his mum was breathing very fast as she practically ran with him in her arms. She hadn't done this often and each time Chris had been having a meltdown or it was a bad situation.

"Hey! We're not finished."

His voice made tears well up in (Y/n)'s eyes and she held Chris tighter as she started to run. The station was around the corner. She had to run before he cornered them and did something rash. If he was chasing after her, something had to be wrong with him and he could be violent for all (Y/n) knew.

"Mummy, he's shouting-"

"Don't- don't look at him baby." (Y/n) could feel herself running out of breath as she rounded the corner and saw the station.

She pushed her legs to move faster and carry her quicker but she could barely keep breathing and her chest was starting to burn all the way up her throat. The back of her throat felt dry and on fire and right down her sternum it was pounding and igniting in pain. Her lungs were heaving, she couldn't get enough air past her lips and she felt Chris smash his face into her neck as he started to mumble 'bad man' over and over into her skin.

He could sense they were now in a bad situation.

Tremors rattled through (Y/n)'s whole body and her hands started to turn cold and numb when she felt Chris lash his arm out behind her, trying to whack the man with his crutch when he got close.

"Buck!" His name fell from (Y/n)'s lips in a horrid, wheezing sort of scream when she rounded the door and stumbled towards him.

He was the closest person she could see as he stood near one of the engines with a clipboard in his hand. His eyes darted up towards her and a wave of panic flooded his eyes. He put the clipboard down and jogged towards her, as did Bobby when he looked across to see what the commotion was all about.

He hurried over but when he noticed the way (Y/n) was trembling and wheezing, Evan reached his arms out towards Chris. He lifted Chris up into his own arms while the eight year old continued to mumble 'bad man' over and over. Chris dropped his crutches to the floor and bound his arms around Evan's neck.

As soon as he was out of her arms, (Y/n) pinned her shaking arms to her chest and moved to stand behind Evan and Bobby. She could see stars dancing in front of her eyes and someone had their hands curled tight around her lungs, making it impossible for her to breathe.

"He f-fo… followed us, started c-chasing us here." (Y/n) moved her hand to drag through her hair as she leaned forward to try and catch a proper breath and stop her head from exploding. She wasn't overreacting or being silly. He had started running to catch them up and he was now stood in the doorway to the station, clearly panicking about being caught.

He couldn't play this off when the people here clearly knew (Y/n). Chances are they would know her husband too and he couldn't lie his way out of this situation. His best chance would be to leave.

"Excuse me? Where are you going?" Bobby squeezed (Y/n)'s shoulder before he set off in a jog to try and catch him up when he stranger turned around and bolted.

"Baby, what are you doing here?"

Surprise flooded Eddie's face and he jogged down beside the truck when he caught sight of his wife. He recognised that cream and silver coloured dress and that hair anywhere. But the closer he got, the more panic he started to feel bubbling away in his chest. Something told Eddie she wasn't here to surprise him or tease him like she did this morning.

His smile faded into a morphed look of panic and anger when he looked at his wife. She had her arms bound around her chest and one hand scratching at her throat. Her body was shaking and tears were now falling freely down her face. Someone had made his wife cry and put her in a state of distress. Eddie wouldn't let anyone get away with that.

He briefly looked to the right over at Evan and he tried to assess Chris and check if he was alright. He was clinging tightly to Evan and he was muttering something, but he wasn't crying or screaming or about to go into a meltdown. Evan was gently swaying him from side to side and running a hand over his back, telling him it was all okay now.

"I'll take him to get a drink."

Eddie managed to nod and he was grateful for Evan distracting Chris because it meant Eddie could give all his attention to (Y/n).

"What's happened mi amor?" Once he was close enough, Eddie reached out and cupped (Y/n)'s face in his hands. He took a deep breath when her hands reached up to clamp around his wrists and she had him shaking along with her. He tensed his arms to try and stop them both shaking and let her press her chest up against his. "Baby, breathe… breathe with me look?"

He nudged his nose against hers and took a deep breath in and tried to keep his breathing slow so she would copy him. She was going to go into a panic attack at any moment. His thumbs swiped across her cheeks and brushed away the tears he hated to see on her.

"I… I c-" (Y/n) snapped her eyes closed and pressed her temple against Eddie's when copying his breathing didn't help.

She started to dig her nails into his wrist until she could move his shaking hand from her face down to her throat.

She couldn't breathe.

"Fuck… fuck baby let's sit down, hm? come're, it's okay."

Eddie wrapped his arm around her waist when his other hand felt how tense her neck was and how badly she was struggling. She was starting to have an asthma attack. He moved her hand to rest on his chest while he carefully eased her down to the floor with him. He sat down and pulled her into his chest, sitting her between his thighs with her back slouched down against his chest.

Her head slumped back on his shoulder and she let him swipe her bag from her shoulder so he could tip it open on the floor beside his leg. Eddie rummaged around until he grabbed her inhaler. His left arm stayed curled around her waist with his hand flat on the middle of her chest and his right hand gently parted her lips after he shook the inhaler.

"Deep breath baby, here we go." Eddie pressed his lips against her temple and waited a few seconds before pressing the inhaler again. He placed it down on (Y/n)'s thigh and waited, feeling her chest to make sure she was taking bigger gulps of air and that she was actually breathing this time.

Her head turned to the side until her nose brushed against his neck and he could feel each gasping breath she took. Eddie almost jumped when (Y/n) latched her fingers around his wrist that was resting on her chest. She tried to smile when she felt his thumb brushing over her chest and his free hand moved to cradle her jaw.

"Can you tell me what's going on baby?" He hovered his lips over her temple and moved his hand down to (Y/n)'s arm when she began to breathe deeper into his neck. She was still wheezing and he knew in a minute she would need the inhaler again, but she was at least breathing now.

He wanted to know why she and Chris were here in a panic and why she had gone into a sudden asthma attack.

"We were a-at the park…"

"Hm,"

"A man tried c…chatting me up, I said no. But he followed us, he started running s-so we came here." (Y/n) could feel the way Eddie tensed behind her and his fingers got tighter around her arm. It felt like Eddie would be the one who would need the inhaler next as he started to growl and shake and hold her tight.

"Did he hurt you? Did he grab you or Chris?" Eddie leaned back so he could look down at (Y/n) in his arms. He wasn't sure he was ready for the answer if it was yes. He didn't know what he would do if she said yes.

"No, he tried b-but Bobby went after him."

Eddie turned his head and pressed his lips against her temple again and he let his hand tangle up in her hair and hold her closer.

She could feel the relief rolling off Eddie in waves and she gripped his arm tight when he slowly pushed up and helped her to her feet. She could feel her head spinning and her knees would of buckled if it wasn't for Eddie's arms tightly wrapped around her waist. He perched his chin on her shoulder and pecked her neck, but he straightened up when he saw Bobby heave back in the station.

Bobby's hands planted down on his hips as he caught his breath back but his grave expression and the shake of his head told them he couldn't catch the guy.

A shiver rolled down Eddie's spine and his jaw clamped shut when (Y/n)'s fingers dug into his arm and he could feel her starting to shake again. Tears welled up in her eyes and her throat started to close up like she was about to have another asthma attack.

(Y/n) tried to hold her breath to stop it from running away without her but when she turned around to face Eddie, the tears started to fall faster and she couldn't stop them. What was she supposed to do now? How could she take Chris back to that park if there was a chance he could turn up again? What if she saw him again in the street and didn't get so lucky in escaping him?

"Baby-"

"What… what if I bump into him in the street? Or if he's at the park again? If I can't get me or Chris home quick enough he-"

Words tumbled past (Y/n)'s lips before she could stop herself and she could see stars dancing across her eyes again the more she spoke without really taking a breath. She might not get so lucky next time. He might grab her or Chris, he might get nasty or do something rash. What was (Y/n) supposed to do if she couldn't get away from him if she saw him again?

Another shiver rolled down her spine but for a different reason this time when Eddie's hand moved to cup her face. He brushed his thumb beneath her eye to clear away the tears and she could feel each steady breath he took when he tilted his forehead down against hers.

"He won't find you, I'll make sure of it. I won't let him get anywhere near you mi amor. I promise."

Eddie would find him. He would make sure he managed to find whoever it was that had frightened his family like this. He wouldn't let someone get away with this or frighten (Y/n) and Chris to the point where they didn't want to go out to the park anymore. That was one of their routines, one of Chris's favourite places.

Eddie would keep them safe.

#eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz imagine #eddie x reader #imagine #911 imagine #evan buckley #bobby nash

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4everhyucks · 1 year

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— 12:59AM

cw. somnophilia, overstimulation.

jisung has his fingers wrapped around your neck, his arm draped across your stomach to hold onto you as he thrusts into you from behind. you’re laying entirely on him, your back against his chest. his lips right beside your ear, whispering the filthiest words that you can’t even bear to hear.

“horny bitch.” he spits, “can’t sleep without some dick?”

jisung never fails to make you cum. if anything, you’re the one begging for him to stop making you cum. waking him up in the middle of the night was definitely a bad idea. you were having a night out with your girlfriends and came home drunk, to find your boyfriend spread on the bed, sleeping innocently, you couldn’t help it. immediately throwing your handbag to the side as you take off your clothes, only leaving your bra and panties on.

you climbed onto the bed and pulled his sweatpants down. taking his soft cock into your mouth, while trying to make him hard, you brought your other hand down to your clit, rubbing fast circles. it didn’t take him long to get hard in his sleep, you quickly got up and positioned yourself over his length. one hand holding his base as you slowly lowered yourself onto him. the stretch felt so good, you tipped your head back, shutting your eyes, taking more of him, “haa.. ji-jisung..”

you let out a soft moan when you finally got his whole cock in, planting a palm on his chest. you started to ride him slowly, fondling your breast at the same time, biting on your bottom lip to suppress your whines.

you flinch when you felt warmth on your hips, you looked down at jisung, he was blinking confusedly up at you. “baby..?” he mumbles, voice coming out raspy and deep which made you clench around him, fuck he sounded so hot.

“i-i’m sorry ji—” you stutter, fat tears rolling down your cheeks.

jisung hums, rubbing soft circles with his thumb on your hips,“nothing to be sorry about baby.. you were just too horny and had to fuck yourself on my cock while im sleeping hmm?”

you gasp at his words, riding him faster, trying to catch your high. jisung brings his thumb to your clit, flicking it. “f-fuck ‘m s-so close, dont stop— dont stop,” you chant his name like a mantra, jisung has his eyes pinned on you, watching your every expression.

“cum for me,” and that’s all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, legs going weak as jisung held onto you. he didn’t give you any time to rest and he’s already manhandling you to a new position. “my turn.”

—

“enough ji.. no more!” you scream when you feel him sink into you again for god knows how many times. you’re shaking under him, overstimulated and tired. you push at his chest weakly, hoping he’ll be nice enough to let you sleep now, after the multiple times he finished in you. your eyes flicks towards the bedside clock, 4:05AM.

“just one last round, promise.” jisung mumbles so softly you could barely hear him. you find yourself nodding at his words, believing that this will truly be the last round.

#vv writes #jisung smut #park jisung smut #nct dream smut #nct smut #nct hard hours #jisung hard hours #park jisung hard hours #nct dream hard hours

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mvltisstuff · 4 months

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santa baby - e.b **

summary: christmas eve shenanigans by the tree

evan buckley x reader

smut!!

things sped up very quickly after athena’s christmas eve party. eventually, the candles burnt out and denny, along with other children, had to be tucked into bed before santa came tumbling on their roofs.

the innocence of the night was wearing off as buck stared at y/n in her tight red dress with the straight neckline. her arms were perfectly strung by her sides with the champagne glass in her hand. her rounded breasts were contoured by the golden lighting in athena’s room, and buck wanted to slap himself.

he hated feeling so turned on in the middle of a celebration for the holidays, but he couldn’t help but feel himself pushing against the fabric of his pants. the tingling sense in his stomach only grew when he saw y/n push her hair behind her shoulder, showing her sexy collarbones on which her long, gold necklace dangled over.

eddie’s sly comments were just faint sounds in bucks ear, teasing him for practically eye-fucking his girl from across the room. so, they were the next to leave.

buck had to stop himself from dragging her over the gearshift of his jeep and pulling her onto his lap. he wanted to feel the way her dress bunched up on her waist and then slowly peel it off her body as she begging for more.

“buck, slow down,” y/n asked, a slight chuckle in her voice looking at bucks white knuckles on the wheel. “it’s all fun and games until you get a ticket.”

“just wait til you see what im gonna do to you when we’re home. you’re gonna want me going faster.”

“oh.” y/n mumbled, shuffling in her seat, feeling the warmth in her lower stomach grow. she honestly thought buck was having a normal night, but she also knew what she was doing when she pulled that dress out of her closet. she slid her control center up on her phone, quickly turning on do not disturb for the night ahead of her.

he pulled frantically into the parking garage, running to her side of the door and grabbing her hand to pull her in.

“jesus, buck slow down!” she laughed. “you’re gonna rip my arm out of the socket.” she shut the door behind her quietly, noticing how late it was and not wanting to disturb anyone.

the moment she spun around, his hands were back on her sides, floating down her back and pushing his fingers into her ass. his lips were onto hers like a magnet, his soft kiss leaving stars in her mind. she could only faintly smell the whiskey on his lips, the one he sipped at while his dick was begging to be touched by her. he allowed her to fall into him, her hands touching the sides of his face and the back of his neck. he moved his legs quickly, pulling them into the living room. he sat her on the couch before sneakily scurrying away.

“what-“ she didn’t even have time to ask before he came back downstairs, his arms flooding with every pillow in the house. he slammed them onto the floor, right in front of the tree. “you do know we have a couch, right?”

“what’s the fun in that? c’mon,” he leans into her ear, his arms wrapping around her hips. “don’t lie and say you’ve never wanted me to fuck you under this tree?”

her mouth went slightly agape, shocked at his eagerness to please and the fantasies speeding through his head. “show me you’re not all talk then.”

he scooped her up, bending his knees to the ground and laying her on the pillows. he unstrapped her heels, throwing them across the room as she lay back against the cool, silky pillows. one of the straps of her dress was already sinking down her shoulder, practically begging buck to kiss all over her already. y/n propped herself up on her elbows, tugging at his shirt as he kissed her aggressively.

she felt his thick arms under the shirt, getting wetter just thinking about his muscles on top of her. buck placed his hands over y/n’s, leading them to the bottom of his shirt where she pulled it up, revealing his sexy figure and where his confidence rose. she just undid a few of the buttons on his pants before he couldn’t handle the wait. he stripped down completely, leaving his naked body to her view only.

it felt unfair for just him to be completely on display, and he only wanted to see her beautiful body in front of him. he started inching the dress up, leaning his body down to her thighs. he planted sweet kisses on her inner thighs, sucking and nipping at the skin. he eventually got to the point where the dress was on the floor, discarded somewhere with their other garments.

his large hands ran over her body, cupping her boobs and squeezing them lightly, in the most teasing way. he always knew how to get her where he wanted her, and he knew she was ready for him now. “shit.”

he placed a hand on her lower back, leaning her up to unhook her bra with one hand. he tossed it behind his head, earning a gentle giggle from y/n. he looked back rapidly, staring at her hardened nipples and bending down to connect his mouth.

his fingers were pinching and circling her left while his tongue worked on the right, getting the perfect amount of stimulation to get y/n all worked up. he loved to see the blush on her face, seeing her get all flustered and horny from his kisses. he sucked all around the skin on her tits, leaving small marks over her.

once he saw that she was fully content, he pecked a bit on her stomach, moving back to her inner thighs, just getting closer to her center. his fingers wrapped around the edge of her thong, pulling it down to fully reveal her wet pussy, the one that belonged to him.

“you’re actually the hottest person i’ve ever seen,” he said, connecting his eyes with her own as she smiled down at him. “just wanna taste you.”

his hands were placed on her knees, spreading her legs as far as they would go and settling himself in between. his fingers ran up her smoothly, the way they always do but make her feel ecstatic. he got his first moan as he circled his wet fingers around her clit, letting his fingers warm her up before his mouth was on her.

he licked and kissed at her lips as if they were just like her face, guiding the almost whimsical noises to leave her mouth. his arm was hooked under her thigh, his hand just by the top of her pubic bone. he lifted her up slightly to connect his lips to her clit, starting to suck again.

y/n’s hands reached down, lightly tugging at bucks growing hair in between her legs. she adored the way his hands were resting on her body as he ate her out and how lovingly he did it. he hit every spot that she needed to get off as she grinded on his tongue as it circled around her pussy.

as he kept licking at her favorite places, she came with a firework that left stars in her eyes and her chest heavy. her lungs filled with air, trying to catch up to the pleasurable feeling in her groin.

“buck!” y/n moans out. “god, buck i’m gonna cum.”

“cum for me, baby.” his deep voice vibrates against her cunt, instantly sparking up her entire body and leaving shocks throughout it. she clenched around nothing but the feeling of bucks mouth working her through her orgasm, her wetness being already around by his tongue.

when he finally released his hold on her legs and removed his mouth from her sensitive clit, buck pushed himself up onto his knees.

he connected his lips with hers once again, y/n now able to taste her sweet pussy on his lips. the way he treated her taste like an expensive wine just made it even better as he pushed his lips harder against hers. his tongue forced itself into her mouth, rocking against her own in a perfect rhythm. he used her mouth like he was starving, and he couldn’t help himself. the mix of her juices and her chapstick was the ultimate turn on, just making his dick grow harder.

“god, i wanna fuck you so bad.” buck groans, dragging his lips down her neck and sucking harshly on the skin.

“please fuck me already. i wanna feel you inside of me.” y/n begged, and buck could hear it in her voice how badly she wanted him.

y/n reached down, stroking bucks dick and pumping it a few times before leading it down to her pussy.

he ran his dick through her folds, collecting the mix of juices from her pussy and his own spit. the noises that she made as he grinded himself against here were heavenly, sounds that could turn him on faster than anything. the feeling of bucks body on top of her was unreal, almost like a dream. she reached up to grip his muscles as his hands moves down her waist.

he finally slid himself into her vagina, allowing himself to feel her tightness around his dick. he moaned out loudly, as if it were the first time he was ever in her. “holy shit, baby.” buck reached up through the pillows, taking y/n’s hands off her face. “don’t cover that pretty face.”

“you feel so fucking good.”

buck intwined his fingers with hers, bending her arms and pulling her hands up to the side of her head. he, in the most romantic way possible, rubbed her hands with his thumbs as he fucked her at the perfect place, hitting the amazing spots in her to make her moan out in pleasure.

he thrusted in her so hard, making her back arch off the pillows and making it difficult for her lungs to fill with air. the familiar sense started to creep up on her again, the bubble inside her threatening to burst.

“im so close, y/n, god,” buck groans out, not breaking the speed or rhythm of his thrusts. the only noises in the room were the wet sound of buck inside her and their practically synchronized moans of pleasure.

“you’re gonna make me cum, buck.”

“cum with me, baby, i got you.” buck continued to force himself into her, just the way she loves. he saw the way her face scrunched up and how her mouth dropped open with her blushed cheeks. the look in her eyes signaled how close she was, knowing they’d come together soon.

both of their legs shook as he came inside of her, spilling into her tight pussy. his thrusts slowed down, seeing his cum cover his dick and make a mess of her cunt. he leaned forward, shamelessly moaning into y/n’s ear as they both rode out their orgasms, using the other to their advantage.

“you’re so beautiful.” buck looks to the side, his nose lightly touching the side of y/n’s face before she tilts it.

“says you,” y/n winks, moaning again as buck pushes his fingers inside of her, attempting to clean the mess of juices and cum that they left. he pulls his hand up, letting y/n suck them and taste themselves mixed together.

buck rolls fully on his back, dragging y/n on top of him as she straddles him. “i love you so much.”

“i love you too, honey,” buck replies, kissing her lips again. “merry christmas, sexy.”

y/n laughs, gazing down at him and his goofy grin. “merry christmas, buck.”

“wait til you see what i got us for christmas.”

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delimeats-000 · 6 months

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NECK OBSESSED CHRIS W READER OMG PLEASE🙏🙏🙏😭

YEEEESSS. mhmmmm. enjoy freaks🫶🏼🙊.

My Canvas

summary: versus tour is over, chris is OBSESSING over you and cant keep away from your neck.🙊

warning: smutty smutty smut smut, idk

pairing: chris sturniolo x girlfriend!reader

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i set up a welcome home surprise for the guys. being in the house alone was starting to get to me but i had classes to take care of, so i sadly couldn’t join them.

i start pin up the second side of the banner and i hear the front door open.

“Y/NNN?!?!”

“BABYYYY!!?!”

“IN HERE!”

they come upstairs to the living room where i have all the decorations to celebrate their return.

“Awww!!” nick says, covering his mouth in shock.

i see chris for the first time in what feels like forever, he drops his bag and opens his arms. i run straight to him almost knocking him over as he lifts me up burying his face in my neck.

“I missed you, baby.” he whispers.

his breath warm on my neck sends a shiver down my spine. i feel him breathe in deep through his nose.

“I missed you too, handsome.”

“You smell good.” he says before i let go trying to get down.

“Noo, dont go yet.”

“Chris I just wanna say hi to Nick and Matt.” i turn to look at them, earning a groan from chris.

the two boys are already cutting into the welcome back cake, i hug them both before going to chris’ room to help him unpack.

“Hey baby.”

i walk up to him after i close the door. i hug him from behind.

“Hey beautiful.” he turns around in my arms. “I missed you so much.”

his head lay against my shoulder while he kisses my neck.

his kisses get more rough as he moves up and down trying to find my sweet spot. i let out a moan as he glides his hands to my waist and hold me tightly. his grip tightens the more he sucks on my soft skin.

“Chris. Fuck- Chris dont leave marks.”

“But baby, its so empty here.” i feel a smile grow on his lips as he continues to kiss and bite at my neck. “You taste so sweet princess, cant help myself.”

“Fuck Chris.” i grab him by his hair and pull him off, he groans clearly upset.

i smash my lips on his and push him down onto the bed behind him. i get on top straddling his waist and kiss him once again.

he tugs at my shirt wanting it off and as soon as it’s over my head he flips me over, he begins kissing down my neck once again. he definitely leaves marks as he goes down my tits to my stomach then back to my lips.

i can feel the bulge in his pants and i wrap my legs around his hips and begin to grind on him from underneath. he lets out moans into my mouth. he gets off of me and starts to pull off his clothes.

“Take off your pants now.”

“So impatient.” i smirk.

his eyes darken as if im only prey to him, “Pants, now.”

i take them off not having the patience to tease anymore.

he gets on top of me again and i watch as he lines up his dick and slowly runs it down my pussy before smacking the tip on my clit.

i let out a moan and he looks at me, his smile is gentle but so dark and it scares me a bit.

he pushes his cock into me with no warning and i cant help but let out a quick scream.

“Good girl, scream for me.”

“Fuck Chris, you feel so good.”

his hand reaches to my throat.

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” his grip gets tighter and his thrusts grow harder. “Ive missed you so much, you’re tight pussy, and your pretty little neck.”

he keeps fucking into me, harder snd faster than before.

“My pretty little canvas. So blank, gotta add some color.” his lips return to my neck and he immediately latches on sucking and biting all over.

“Chris don’t stop, please-” my voice shakes.

“Cum for me baby.” he whispers into my neck.

he keeps thrusting in the same pace hitting all the right spots, i feel his long dick all the way inside me. he’s so deep inside me i wouldn’t be surprised if he really did rearrange my insides.

“FUCK- CHRIS!” my legs shake and he grabs the back of my thighs fucking into me even deeper.

i can feel his dick twitch inside me and he keeps pounding, my cum drips down my pussy to my ass and i let out a final moan before he cums deep inside me. he pulls out and falls onto me resting his head on my chest, he looks up at me.

“Damn. That canvas is colored alright.”

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hope you like it, love you🫶🏼

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #requests are open #new writers on tumblr #reader insert #fanfics #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #christopher owen sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo x reader #chris girls

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huhniebowl · 6 months

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Miss Me?

dominic fike x reader

warnings: nonee

a/n:...hey yall. IM BACK! i missed u pookey🥹.

i'm so sorry for my absence, i missed writing so much, but most of all i missed talking & interacting with u all. second to last year at uni is just really kicking my ass as of late. i've also had insane writer's block, and still do. my confidence as a writer has been at an all-time low, so i hope this short blurb does justice for u! ♥️

i finally have a bit of a breather, so i'm going to work my ass off on requests & hopefully gain my confidence back in the midst of it all.

i love u guys so so much, please enjoy! feels good to be back. :)

Thunder crackles outside, rain pelting against the windows in your room. You have a candle lit on your nightstand, next to your lamp that helps emit a warm glow to the room. It’s nights like these that feel content.

They feel safe. A steaming cup of hot cocoa, an oversized jumper, and a good book. Legs tucked to the side under your comforter.

You’re only missing one thing.

You just about hit the part you’ve been waiting for in your book when you hear shuffling outside the room, and then the door creaking open. Just on time.

Dominic.

He had locked himself in his in-home studio, two doors down from the bedroom. Despite his album drop in the summer, it’s October now and he’s already working towards his third. You admire his dedication and love for his craft, really you do, but he looks tired.

Between the take-off of his acting career, touring, and his new album, he’s consistently on the go. You push your reading glasses up and softly smile at him.

“Hey, how’s it coming along?” Dom shrugs, closing the door behind him and pulling his hoodie overhead, throwing it on the floor. He smoothes down his band tee and wordlessly climbs into bed with you. He moves in close, swipes your book from your hands, and lightly tosses it on his nightstand.

You grin, and open your arms wide when he maneuvers himself on top of you. You untuck your legs and spread them out to accommodate him. He lays between them, his cheek pressed snuggly against the space where your neck and shoulder meet. He lets out a breath and you feel his body melt against yours.

“Missed you.” He mumbles, peppering kisses on your shoulder, then he moves up to your face. You laugh, his curls falling forward around his face and tickling your cheeks. You bring your arms around his neck, fingertips dipping under his shirt to run along the top of his back, before skimming them over the nape of his neck.

“I’d miss me too if I locked myself in a room for.” You glance over at the wall clock, it's 1 a.m.

“8 hours!? Jesus, Dom.” Dominic drops face-first onto your chest and curls up into you. One arm wrapped around your stomach, the other lying next to you.

“That’s like a regular workday.” He counters, and you roll your eyes, reaching for the remote to turn on the TV for some background noise.

It causes you to unwrap your arms from around him. You’re just barely able to click on a random episode of some adult cartoon before Dominic lets out a noise of protest.

“No.” He mumbles.

“It hasn’t even been 15 seconds.” You roll your eyes, but nonetheless, you put the remote on your nightstand, click off the lamp, and scoop your boyfriend back into your arms. He says something sarcastic and witty into your shirt, but you don’t have in yourself tonight to rile him up. So you bring a hand up to his hair and rake your nails along his scalp.

Having Dom this close feels surreal, despite it being years since you began dating. The steady beat of his heart against you. The sigh of contentment he lets go of when you hold him closer and squeeze. Even the grounding grip of his hand laced around yours has you slipping away.

He holds on to you as if you’d slip away from him. Like you’d leave him given the opportunity. That theory’s proved right when you lightly shift down to get yourself more comfortable and on instinct, his hold on you tightens.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby.” You whisper, kissing his forehead. He hums, moving in closer. He’s so close you can feel his eyelashes wisp against your skin. It reminds you of a fairy. Delicate and soft.

“Did you miss me today?” You remove your reading glasses and place them next to your cup.

“I always miss you.” You start, rubbing a hand down his back.

“How much?”

“I missed you as much as I miss Abbott Elementry.” You feel him laugh, and shift so he can look up at you.

“You know you’re probably never getting a season 3 right?” You roll your eyes, push his head back down, and purposely tug a little hard at a curl on the nape of his neck.

“Fuck you.” He whines, flinching at the pull. You giggle, quickly smoothing your hand over where you pulled. It goes silent after that.

Rick and Morty fills up the silence.

You start to believe that Dom has fallen asleep, but when you glance down, you see him staring at the rain hitting the window. There’s a faraway look in his eyes, you can almost see the cogs working in his head.

“Are you happy with me?” He suddenly whispers, and it’s then you understand his silence. You do everything in your power to always make sure Dom knows how much you love him. How much he makes you happy. How much he makes you smile and makes your life feel like it’s worth living.

Though, no matter how clear you make that, there are still those days when Dom gets in his head. Where his usual rationality, seems to diminish. But you’re always there. Ready to take it all away.

“Hey.” You start, and the pad of your thumb rubs over his cheekbone. “I honestly don’t think there’s a word I can use that could describe how happy you make me. How safe and content I feel just knowing that I get to come home to you.”

Dominic shuffles, and you feel his eyelashes flutter closed against your thumb. “I’m more than happy with you. And believe me, when I say, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” Dom deeply inhales, then breathes out. His hand squeezes yours, and you feel a kiss being placed on your chest, then your collarbone. One under your chin, then behind your ear. The top of your cheek, the corner of your eye, and finally, he presses a lingering kiss on your lips.

You press the palm of your hand on the side of his face and push him deeper into you. Kissing him with an intensity you hope says a thousand words.

He pulls away first and rests his forehead against yours. He’s silent for a moment, the both of you trying to catch your breaths. You see the side of his top lip quirk up, and he pulls back from your face.

“Maybe you’ll get your season three after all. I’ll make a few calls tomorrow.” You laugh out. It’s loud and comes straight from your belly. You mush his face to the side when he starts laughing with you.

“Oh, fuck you.”

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fliesforeyes · 2 months

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heyyy first, I love your work so so much like you’re one of my favourite account 🫶🏻

I was thinking about Spencer always being bottom and wanting to try to be on top for the first time <3

omg what thank you so much ♡♡

oo i like this idea a lot, thank you, im assuming you mean spencer usually physically being on bottom (like reader riding him), so i jumped into this with that.

spencer reid's fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips, lips attached to your own as you kissed him vehemently. it usually started like this, you straddling his hips, your mouth shushing his soft whines as you ground your hips against his hard cock through his pants.

his brows furrowed, usually as he got lost in the feeling of you, but this time it was in mild frustration. spencer wanted to change it this time, but he didn't know how to say that.

"do you wanna keep going?" you asked as you pulled away, making eye contact with spencer, watching as he breathed heavy, nodding a whispering a quick "yeah, yes". you tugged his shirt up and off, tossing it to the other side of the bed. spencer pulled your shirt off as well, then watched as you got off of him to pull off your pajama pants and underwear. he quickly tugged his own off as well, slightly curling in on himself.

your hand landed on his knee, and you looked at spencer with the intention of getting back on top. instead, you watched as he chewed his lip, not quite looking at you.

"are you okay? we don't have to do anything if you don't want to-" you asked worried, before being interrupted by spencers timid voice.

"no, no i want to, i promise. just, um," he swallowed his nerves before speaking again, "can you lay down?"

you smiled and nodded at his request, settling on your back, your head propped up on his pillow, your knees bent. he sat up, shuffling to settle between your thighs as you spread your legs for him, lifting your thighs to settle over his own, wrapping subtly around his hips.

"ohh, okay i see what you want, pretty boy," you spoke, watching as spencer blushed, ducking his head with a smile and a shy nod. you shivered as he ran his soft hand along your stomach, grabbing gently at the plush skin of your waist, his other hand joining to caress your inner thigh.

"i didn't realize how beautiful you'd look under me like this," he whispered, eyes glancing at your face to see you reaction. your hands settled over his shoulders as he shuffled closer, the tops of his thighs flush with the bottom of yours, his cock resting on your pussy. his left hand landed on the bed by your waist, his right moving to gently press against the top of his cock, applying the slightest friction to your clit as he subtly rocked back and forth. he liked it when you teased him, why would he not do the same?

spencer moved to line himself up with you, eyes moving from your pretty pussy to make eye contact. "can i?" he asked, eyes flitting between your eyes and your lips.

"yes, yeah, please," you replied, already breathless at this new confidence he had. he kissed you quickly before pulling back to look down again.

spencer let out a breathless, "oh-oh fuck" as he pushed into you, it felt different than when you were on top. he whimpered once his pelvis was pressed against you, his cock fully inside as he settled almost on top of you. he buried his face into your shoulder, kissing your hot skin between breaths. one of your hands settled in his curly hair, the other tracing along the smooth expanse of his back.

spencer had just found his new favorite way to have you.

#fluff #mgg #mgg x reader #smut #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #gender neutral reader #mgg smut #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader smut #spencer reid fluff #mgg x reader smut #mgg fluff #binx rants ☆

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bgyuus · 1 month

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🃜🃚🃖 i can give you love for free 🃁🂭🂺

he has his eyes on you ever since you started working at the casino

mind yall that i have NO IDEA how to play these casino stuff as im not allowed to gamble HAHAHA

cw: aventurine eating you out cuz yes 🎀😻

dressed in jewels tattered on your dress, you moved over to aventurine's lap at the gambling table with your arm around his neck as an encouragement for him to keep winning.

truth is you've been working at this casino ever since you've remembered, entertaining men (and women) whenever they won the gambling game. your job? sit on their laps, act pretty and whisper sweet nothings into their ears, after a few rounds of the game eventually you'll end up in the hotel bed with them- they have to pay you for this of course and you've earned millions from it.

back to the present, aventurine smiled at you, finally having you in his arms as he pulls you more towards him. "looks like i'll be having you tonight as a reward?" he flipped his 2 of aces cards, making the rest of the men around the table groan in frustration. "and that's a wrap folks! mr aventurine wins tonight's round!" the spokesperson said as he pushed all of the chips towards the blond.

you gave him a smile, your fingers pulling the collar of his shirt to you as you whisper in his ear. "you're one lucky man, mr aventurine." your words were enough to make him rile up as he bumps up his thigh, jolting up to your core , making you hold in a moan.

"i'll be taking my present tonight," he bowed at the spokesperson before grabbing you by the waist and heading up to a specially reserved room above the casino. once there, he immediately slammed you against the back of the door, pushing his lips onto yours without hesitation and lets his hands roam freely around your body.

"fuck.. you have no idea how much i've wanted this.." he mumbled, his lips going down to your neck while his hands finds the zipper to your dress and pulled it down, making your dress pool around your ankles. your arms wrapped around his neck as you jumped onto him and wrapped your legs around his waist. "you've been stalking me, huh?" you smirked at him while he carries you over to the bed in the middle of the room.

the man lets out a low chuckle, settling you down beneath him. "been keeping my eyes on you ever since you worked here," his breath was so hot against your skin which made you sigh in content. his lips went down to your stomach, kissing you all over as he reaches further down to your panties.

"may i?"

with a single nod from you, he hooks his fingers around the cloth, pushing them to the side as his tongue pushes against your folds, licking your essence. the sensation he's giving you is too much as you arched your back from the mattress, your fingers tugging on his hair as he pushes his mouth even deeper into your core. your legs involuntarily wrapped around his head as you pulled him in more, feeling his nose bumping against your clit while you let out a moan.

"easy baby," he coos softly as his hands pushes your legs apart from his head, making you look down at him in curiosity. his big hands holds your legs down to the bed as he dives in to your clit again, savouring every single drop of you, not letting them go to waste as you tossed your head back into the plush pillows, panting out profanities. his tongue licks a long strip of your clit, making your legs shake and tremble from the feeling as you feel something drip down your thighs.

"that quick, huh?" aventurine chuckled as he licks your cum that was dripping down your thigh with a smug look on his face. your cheeks turned red at the sight of him as you smack his head in defense. the man laughed at your reaction as he kissed your folds before laying down back on to your chest.

"what are you doing?" you laugh softly, your fingers running through his hair. this interaction between you and him was way different than those other nights of you with other men in bed. with aventurine, this felt.. genuine? honestly, you have no idea what this feels as you haven't felt something like for so long. "what? i can't cuddle with you after eating you out?" he replied sarcastically without looking at your face. this made you laugh again, letting out a content sigh.

"will you let me do this again if i win more rounds?"

he looks up at you, his purple eyes looking into yours. you can't help but chuckle at his question. "if you keep winning like this, then i might just make you my loyal customer."

aventurine snickered at your statement, finding it amusing as he definitely didn't want whatever they have to only be just a one time thing.

"oh i'll keep winning alright, so that i can only have you for myself."

#aventurine's wife #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr aventurine #aventurine x reader #aventurine honkai star rail #hsr

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rafeandonlyrafe · 5 months

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baby boy

words: 1.9k

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, dom!reader and sub!rafe (hes so whiney <3), handjob, premature ejaculation, female recieving oral, face sitting, p in v sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, crying, orgasm denial a bit i guess?

taglist: @drewstarkeysbae @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv @slut4drudy @drewsbabygirll @jjmaybankswifes-blog @rafescokenostril @jjsmarijuana @jjmaybankisbae @seeingstarks @angelofcigs @cece45450

“what do you want?” you question, annoyed that you have to ask again after rafe failed to answer.

“i-i-” he pants, chest rising and falling quickly, unable to get a handle on the physical reaction his body is having to you sitting on his thighs, feeling the wet press of your pussy against his bare skin, having both stripped your clothes long ago, yet rafes cock remains standing straight up, completely untouched.

“if you can't use your words, i can go.” you hum, running your fingertips over his chest and torso, tracing his abs that he works so hard for, proud of himself for keeping in such good shape for you. “i can find another boy to use. maybe one that's good enough to tell me what he wants.”

“touch me!” rafe gasps out, his head clearing enough to get the words out when you mention another guy.

“aw, baby.” you pout, leaning forward, pressing your clit into his leg. “did you forget? are you that stupid?”

rafe cries out, resisting the urge to lift his hips, knowing you will just punish him and make him wait longer.

“you have to be specific, rafey.” you remind him, a gentle swipe of your lips on the corner of his mouth. “you wanna be touched. but i am already touching you.” you give his side a pinch, a reminder that your hands are already on him.

“cock.” rafe gasps, eyes fluttering closed. “touch my cock, please.” he begs.

you smile at rafe remembering to use his manners and say please as you finally give in, wrapping your hand around his cock. you give it a single stroke before rafe releases all over his stomach, making you tsk in disapproval as you let go of his cock, ruining his orgasm as cum decorates his pretty abs.

“im sorry.” rafe cries out, tears streaming down his cheeks. “im sorry, im sorry.” he whines as he finishes cumming, his cock pulsing and still standing straight up.

“baby boy, you know you need permission.” you sigh, disappointed rafe couldn't hold out for you, but also impressed that you were able to make him cum with just the smallest of touches.

“let me make it up to you, please.” rafe moves his hands to your hips, a move you would usually punish him for, but seeing him all blissed out and covered in his own cum has turned you on enough to make you overlook the slight misstep.

“wanna eat my pussy?” you offer, and rafe nods ecstatically. “but would that even be a punishment? don't you love eating me out? why should i let you put your mouth on my pussy when you just broke a rule?”

“please, please let me make you feel good.” rafe says, and you shrug, like you're really thinking it over, before getting off of rafes lap.

“lay down.” you command, and rafe is quick to move so his head is against the mattress instead of the headboard.

you admire his long body, muscles toned and tanned as you dip your finger into his cum, starting to dry out on his skin as you swipe it all onto your finger, sucking it into your mouth. you have to pull away from the taste to laugh as rafes cock bobs, a bead of precum leaking out.

“so desperate.” you climb onto rafes chest, settling all your weight onto him, spreading your knees so he can look down his body to your open cunt.

“please let me taste you.” rafe is practically salivating at the sight. you hum in approval and shift yourself forward, lining your pussy up with his mouth as you sink down onto his face.

you let out a moan as he instantly begins eating you out, mouth hungrily tasting every part of you, licking up your wetness like he needs it to survive.

“sometimes i think you like eating me out better than you like cumming.” you giggle as rafes eyes flicker up, half lidded and revealing how lustful he is in that moment.

“i do like it better.” he says, pressing kisses all over your pussy. “i love making you feel good.” “such a sweet boy.” you stroke a hand over rafes hair, smiling down at him as he moves his tongue to your clit, massaging it with the tip of the muscle as you grind your hips down.

“you want to make me feel even better?” you ask, and rafe nods enthusiastically, sucking your clit into his mouth. “i’m not gonna ride you today, pretty boy. you’re gonna fuck me, okay? gonna be on top this time.”

rafe blinks up at you, surprised that you’re requesting him taking control, usually liking to be the one using rafes body for your pleasure, not worried about what hes doing as long as his cock is hard and buried inside of you.

“finish eating my cunt, first.” you say, and rafe quickly refocuses his energy on your clit, determined to make you cum, switching between sucking and licking as his hands come to your hips, pressing you down onto his face, making a mess of himself without a care in the world, happy to submit to you.

you moan as your hand fists his hair, gripping it tightly, even when he whines as you pull on it. you give it another tug, this time to tell him to shut up and stop complaining.

“i’m close, rafe.” you tell him, eyes fluttering shut as you rock your hips forward and back. “gonna cum on your tongue. make me cum. make me cum.”

rafe pulls out every trick he knows to get you to cum quickly, tracing letters onto your clit before sucking it between his lips, flicking his tongue over your bud once its inside his mouth. he licks a wide stripe between your folds, letting his tongue run over the sensitive underside of your clit until you let out a shout of pleasure, falling backwards as your orgasm hits you, unable to keep yourself sat up.

you lean against rafes body, chest heaving up and down as rafe rubs your hips. you turn your head to the side, in line with rafes cock, still pulsing and hard for you.

you sit up, giving him a tug to make sure hes ready. “get up.” rafe moves instantly, sliding off the bed so you can take the primary spot in the center of the pillows, your hair splaying out amongst the silk as you spread your legs, showing off your dripping center to rafe.

“kneel in between my legs, come on.” you command rafe. “you act like you’ve never fucked before. i know that i always ride you, but you’ve had girls before me.” rafe whines as you speak, getting into position. “you’ve let them think you’re all in control when you fuck them, but that’s just an act isn’t it, rafey? you’re my sweet little boy, you need to be told what to do at all times. well, it’s okay. no more pretending. just be my little fuck toy, come on.” you encourage him, reaching down to spread your cunt with your fingertips, stretching your hole open for him. “fuck me. put that pretty cock in me.”

rafe moves forwards, the head of his cock pushing into your entrance. rafe has to dissociate to stop himself from immediately busting inside of you, especially because you didn’t make him put on a condom like you normally do. you’re on birth control and don’t even need one, but you like teasing rafe by not letting him inside you bare.

“all the way in.” you command, and rafe continues to slide his cock into you until his entire length is sleeved inside your pussy.

“good boy.” you take a deep breath, hands coming to grip your tits, playing with your nipples as rafe watches your adept fingers working on your chest.

“fuck me. hard. fuck me like how i usually ride you, come on.”

rafe immediately begins to snap his hips forward and back, settling into a quick rocking motion, moaning every time his cock is fully embedded in your warmth.

“that’s it.” you moan. “rub my clit at the same time, baby boy. i know you can’t last that long.”

rafe nods, it’s true, he already feels so close. he was ashamed the first time he was inside of you that he bursted and came before you were even fully sat on his cock, and even after sleeping together for almost an entire year, he is just as excited as that first time.

“thank you.” rafe pants, eyes on your clit as he rubs over it with his pointer finger, tracing his name onto your skin, as if he belongs to you, but he knows its the other way around. “thank you for letting me pleasure you.”

“aw, my good boy.” you smile before he thrusts particularly hard and your jaw drops into a moan. “gonna give you so many kisses once you make me cum. wanna spend the night, yeah? and cuddle?” “yes, please, please.” rafe says, the aftercare almost as good as the sex itself.

“hurry up then.”

rafe moves impossibly faster, his cock almost hurting with how hard hes fucking you, bruising your walls as you grind your hips down against him, feeling his cock touch every inch of your insides.

“fuck.” rafe cries out, and you feel tears fall onto your skin. “plea-please can i cum, pretty please?” you smile, feeling your clit pulse as well. “go ahead, baby, cum inside me. cum in my pussy and fill me up like the good boy i know you are.”

rafe rubs his finger as fast as he can as he releases inside of you, somehow still able to fill you up with his cum as he moans your name. upon feeling his warmth, you lose all control, back arching off the bed as you moan out, eyes squeezing shut as your cunt flutters around rafes cock, milking him for every last drop as your orgasm causes your body to shake.

you reach up, pulling rafe down against your, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he presses his body against yours, your chests rubbing together as you ride out your highs together.

“fuck, you did so good for me, rafey.” you gasp out, wrapping your legs around his waist so you can keep his cock deep inside you, not ready to be apart from it yet.

“thank you.” rafe kisses your neck, smothering you with love as he moves to your jaw, and then cheeks, and then lips. “thank you for letting me fuck you. thank you. i love you.”

rafes cheeks flush red and you laugh at his reaction to him letting those three little words slip, knowing it happened in the heat of the moment. “it’s okay, baby, don’t be embarrassed.” you rub his back, squeezing your pussy around him as rafe lets out a whine. “come give me a kiss, yeah.”

rafe bends down and gives you another kiss. “i love you too.” you whisper against his lips. “i love you when you’re such a good boy for me. now make me real happy and pull out nice and slowly.”

rafe nods, sliding his softening cock out of your tunnel, letting his cum drip out of you. he flops onto the bed once hes free from your heat, making you giggle as all his muscles slacken, exhaustion instantly settling in now that the adrenaline is gone. you cuddle into his side, wrapping an arm around his waist, whispering kind words to him, about how good he is for you, how proud you are of him, everything he’s longed to hear as he slips into sleep, mind now calm.

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