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I love the “Keep Reading” function. It’s like a pocket dimension or something. It allows you to add lots more to your post than you can actually see. It’s functional and keeps posts looking neat and clean.
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Hey can you write something about Joe and reader. Can it be like enemies to fwb. Joe bumps into reader at an event, he teases her about her stalking him and being obsessed with him but the reader just happens to be there because she’s genuinely interested in the event. Maybe after the event Joe decides to invite reader to like a after party kick back in his hotel room or home depending on the setting you choose and thats where they get intimate. Make it super smutty. Reader isnt famous in anyway she works in the field like a data analysis or statistician something other a journalist please, and you could make their rivalry or hatred stem back to college days.
NO BC I LOVE THIS CONCEPT SM YES YES YESSSS and i have the perfect song inspo in mind too :))
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if u think i’m pretty - joe burrow x fem!reader
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requested by: @multiflcs :))
warnings: exes to enemies to ??? (i’m sorry, all i know is complicated relationships tbh), smut (18+ ONLY), oral (fem receiving), joe is a certified munch (y’all can’t tell me otherwise), overstimulation, p in v, unprotected sex, BIG DICK JOE, riding, hair pulling, spitting, mention of unrequited love, praise, implied height difference, no use of y/n, brief cameo from ja’marr
disclaimer: i do not own any people, teams or organizations i included in this story. this is for fictional purposes only. do not copy or claim my work as your own. comments, reblogs and constructive feedback are appreciated!!
a/n: this is my first time writing smut so hopefully you enjoy reading this as much as i loved writing this!
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i know that you're shitty and you're bad for me but i can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
as you walked the past the red carpet, you made your way inside the event venue, which was packed with celebrities, athletes and other public figures alike. as a data analyst for the 49ers, you were sent to las vegas to work for the super bowl so it was pretty exciting but a bit apprehensive. you’ve been to many football games for the past four years you’ve worked for the nfl but being able to attend the super bowl was a once in a lifetime experience.
through the connections you made throughout your time working, you scored an invite to the fanatics super bowl party this year so of course, you accepted. you look down at your outfit, which was a simple long-sleeved black cocktail dress, making you feel slightly undressed amongst those wearing luxury designers.
you walked through the sea of people that were socializing and talking amongst themselves to the bar area. the bartender, a woman who looked about your age, “hey, i love your dress! what can i get you?” you smiled, “thank you! and can i get a blue lagoon?” she nodded and began to make the drink. a voice behind you said, “you still order that? old habits die hard, i guess.” you scrunch up your face in confusion and look behind you, seeing the nfl’s golden boy, joe burrow, the sight of him making you sigh and roll your eyes.
you met joe during your second year at lsu, you had seen him around campus, went to some of the football games and at parties so you knew of him. you both had a statistics class together and he was failing so he asked you to help tutor him. you helped him gain a better understanding of the subject and was able to get his grade up. as you two spent more time together and got to know other, tension began to develop.
one night, he asked you to come over and hang out after your shift at a local bar and restaurant near campus. you got off of work and you drove over to his place, it seemed like a normal kind of night between friends, which consisted of ordering in food and taking turns to pick out a movie to watch.
this week, it was your turn to pick so you decided on sixteen candles since he never watched it before. you tilted your head up toward him from where you laid on his chest, “why haven’t you seen this before?” he shrugged as he gently ran his fingers through your hair, “just never got around to it.. i think tara tried to show me this other movie and i ended up falling asleep.”
tara mays was the typical popular sorority girl and cheerleader who thrived on daddy’s money in order to keep up with her lifestyle. her and joe would hook up occasionally but she would always want to make things into something more serious between them. however, joe would always have to let her down easy, insisting that she’s a great girl but a relationship wasn’t something he wanted (at least from her).
the words came out of your mouth before you actually thought your words over, “you aren’t seeing each other anymore?” he sighed, “yeah.. i had to be honest with her and myself about letting it continue.” you perk your head up in interest, “how so?” he looked at the television screen as if he was paying attention to the movie, “i told her i was into someone else.”
you nod understandably, “so.. who is this mystery girl? do i know her?” he looked down at you and smiled softly, “i think you know her very well. she likes to read a lot, she even has her own little library in her bedroom which is very cute. i have her coffee order memorized, which is a iced caramel macchiato with two sugars. her fav-”
you leaned forward and cupped his face, giving him a eager and passionate kiss. he quickly reciprocated the kiss, his hands wandering down your back. he moves away from your lips and starts to leave kisses all over your face, which made you laugh and try to wriggle away from him but his strong arms held you in place. he began to kiss down to your neck, then he flips you both over so that he’s on top.
it made you gasp and a breath hitches in the back of your throat at the way he moved you so effortlessly, like you weighed nothing. you opened your legs and wrapped them around his waist so he can feel more comfortable on top of you. he laughs softly at your reaction, “so.. i guess you’re into me too then?” you roll your eyes playfully, “shut up”. then you grab him by his shirt and kiss him deeply, internally praying that nothing ruins this moment.
the bartender handed you your drink and joe slides his card across the bar table to pay for it. you attempt to push it back in his direction, “that isn’t necessary, joe.” he shrugged it off and gently moved your hand away, “don’t worry about it.” the poor woman sensed the tension between the two of you and silently took his card and swiped it through. she asked, “do you want a receipt?”
before you said anything, joe shook his head and she handed him back his card, giving you both a polite smile. you sip your drink, annoyed at the fact that he even bothered to show up and the fact he pulled this kind of gesture knowing you wanted nothing to do with him. his voice broke you out of your thoughts, “you know… a thank you would suffice.” he dawned those famous cartier sunglasses and those stupid jeans he wore throughout college. even if he did look really hot, he was still the same person who broke your heart after graduation years ago.
you scoffed, “like i said, it wasn’t necessary. i could have bought it myself.” he retorted, “well i wanted to so you’re welcome.” your blood started to grow warm and beginning to boil at the way he was acting. he wasn’t the one who had his heart broken so the attitude wasn’t needed. he clears his throat awkwardly, “are you stalking me?” you furrowed your eyebrows at the audacity of that question. the fact he even asked you that made you want to punch him in the nose.
you laughed sarcastically, “are you fucking kidding me?do you seriously think that i came out here for you?” he shrugged, “well, why are you here then? you don’t know anything about football. you’re too obsessed with me to actually pay attention.” you glared daggers at him as the tension between the two of you grew by the second. you get closer to him and throw your drink in his face, causing attention towards you and him as he wipes the remnants of blue lagoon on his jacket sleeve.
the other partygoers stared both of you down, wondering what happened and what led to throwing a drink in the quarterback’s face. you seethe, “fuck you, joe.” you walked out of the party venue, completely embarrassed and anxious about losing your job since this incident involved a prominent player in the league. you made it outside and walked further down the street to a empty bench far away from all the commotion from the party.
you open your purse and dig through to find your pack of cigarettes that you only smoked when you’re stressed or overwhelmed and desperate times call for desperate measures. you take one out of the pack with your pink lighter, igniting it. you take a long drag and inhale into your lungs, letting it calm your nerves as you exhale. your hands were trembling and your brain was going at a million miles per hour when joe sits next to you.
he looks over at you, his eyes softening at the shaken state you were in because of him. you stare at the cars and people walking by, “if you want to get me fired, that’s fine.” he shook his head, “i’m not going to get you fired or anything like that. you had a right to throw that drink in my face.” you took another long drag as you flicked off some of the ash beginning to build up on top.
you both sat in an uncomfortable silence until he decided to break it, “so you work in data analysis now?” you nod, “yes.. i don’t know how long after what just happened.” he sighed, “you aren’t going to get fired. plenty of people in this field have done worse and received no repercussions. i’m going to do everything in my power to make sure you don’t get in trouble for this.”
you shook your head, “you wouldn’t understand, joe. you’re a man, if you were in my shoes, you would face no punishment. but for me, it’s 100% a possibility that i can lose my job because of this. you’re a famous quarterback who i threw a drink in his face while i just work for the team.” you felt yourself growing to panic as you anxiously tap your fingers against your thigh, “it’s supposed to be this huge event and i feel like i would be a liability for that.”
he wrapped his arm around you, not caring about the smell of the cigarette lingering on his clothes. his free hand rubbed against your back soothingly, doing his best to calm you down. he reassured, “if anything comes out about it, i know a few people that can make it go away. as for the team, i’m going to talk to them about it being a misunderstanding.”
you looked over at him, “you don’t have to do that for me.” he said, “i want to, okay? i put you through so much pain and i want to make it up to you.” you didn’t notice a few stray tears flow down your face until joe tilted your chin with his fingers and wiped them away with his thumb. his ocean blue eyes stared deeply into yours, “i am so sorry. for everything.”
you flick the remains of your cigarette to the ground and let out a tearful sigh, “i haven’t loved anyone else since you. i don’t think i’m capable of feeling that way towards anyone.” your confession made his heart drop into his stomach. he remembered that night after you both graduated as if it happened yesterday.
as you slowly kissed him after settling into bed after that eventful day, you whisper against his lips, “i love you.” those three words made him stop kissing you. while you two had been dating for almost 6 months, he had no idea if he was ready to say it yet. while he was the #1 draft pick for the cincinnati bengals, you were able to obtain an internship for the denver broncos, which was going to 17 hours away from him.
you noticed his lips stopped moving against yours, you looked at him with concern. “are you okay, baby?” he let out a shaky sigh, “i don’t know if i’m ready for this.” you asked, “what do you mean?” he continued, “you’re going to be all the way in colorado while i’m in ohio. how are we going to make this work if i won’t be able to see you?”
you looked at him, taken aback. “well, we can always facetime and we can visit each other whenever we can.” he shook his head, “we’ll literally go from seeing each other every day to barely seeing each other at all. do you have any idea how hard that is for me?” you rubbed your face, feeling the skin in order to not shut down.
you bite back, “it’s going to be hard for me too! it’s not just about you, joe. we both have our own careers we need to focus on but it doesn’t mean that i don’t love you.” he gets out of your bed and grabs his backpack off your chair, packing up his clothes. “where are you going?” he opened up the drawer you cleared for him whenever he would spend the night with you, shoving whatever clothes that he can fit into the bag.
“i just need space. i’m just going to go back to my place for tonight.” you get up out of bed, standing in front of the dresser so he wouldn’t just leave. “we need to talk about this, joe.” he sighed, “what do you want me to say? that long distance relationships don’t last no matter how much we’d try? get realistic and stop romanticizing this.”
your voice cracks and eyes well up with tears, “so that’s just it then? you don’t want to be with me anymore?” he shrugged, “i really don’t see any other solution.” you nodded meekly, finally moving out of his way. “just get your shit and go.”
you leaned closer to him, burying your face into his neck. he wrapped his arms around you, inhaling his cologne, noticing it was the one you gave him for his birthday. he kissed your forehead gently, “we’re going to figure this out, okay?” you nod and pull away from his embrace, wanting to get a better look at him. he still had the same haircut from college and his cartier glasses were off, the streetlight capturing how beautiful his eyes are.
he stared back at you in awe, he still thought of you as the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on. he moved a couple strands of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear, the gesture making you melt like putty in his hands. without a second thought, he leaned in and softly pressed his lips against yours, suddenly pulling away incase he misread any signals.
“i’m sor-“ you cut him off by kissing him passionately, your hand finding its home in the back of his head, running through his dirty blonde hair. while your other hand wandered under his plain white t-shirt, feeling his warm body against your manicured fingertips. he wrapped his arm around your waist while his free hand groping your left breast over your dress causing you to moan into the kiss, slipping his tongue inside your mouth.
his hand moves down to your plush thighs, giving them both a firm but gentle squeeze. his lips move away from yours, kissing down your jaw to your neck. your hand moves back to his hair, giving the roots a gentle squeeze, he lets out a breathy groan against you. his breath tickles your skin softly, his lips finding the spot on your neck that makes your squirm. he sucks against your sensitive skin causing you to mewl at the feeling of him sucking and biting your neck, leaving a bruise that you’re going to need to cover up later on.
he detached his lips from your neck to admire his work, lightly kissing the hickey he left on you, which made you wince. you both smile softly, taking in what just happened and how much you’ve missed each other. he asks, “do you want to head back to my hotel or yours?” you shrug, “it doesn’t matter to me.” he nods, “okay, we’re going to mine then.” he sat up, holding his hand out for you to take.
you hold his hand, allowing him to help you up from the bench and intertwining both of your fingers together. he said, “my hotel isn’t too far from here so it won’t be too long.” you nod, standing up on your toes and kissing his cheek. he blushed softly, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you closer to him as you walk to his hotel room.
as you walk closer to where he was staying, you began to slow down next to him as your feet began to grow tired in the heels you were wearing. he looked at you concerned about you slowing down, “is everything okay?” you nodded, “yeah, it’s just that my feet were starting to hurt.”
he squatted down onto the ground near you, he looked up and asked, “can you lift your foot up really quick?” you nodded, lifting your foot up off the ground for him as he held it delicately. he unhooked the heels clasp around your ankle and gently took off the heel for you. you lifted your other foot off the ground for him and he did the same thing.
he held both of your heels for you as he got up off the ground, dusting the dirt off his jeans. he asked, “do your feet feel better?” you smiled softly and nodded, “they do. thank you.” he smiled back and leaned down, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. “you’re welcome, baby.” you laugh softly, “baby? are you getting all soft on me, burrow?”
he rolled his eyes playfully, “only for you.” he interlocked his fingers with yours, kissing your hand softly and leading the way back to his hotel. as you both walked through the lobby and inside the elevator, he pressed the fourth floor button and turned you over to face him as the elevator doors closed. he leaned down once more, kissing your lips once again, cupping your face gently in his hands.
you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as the kiss grows more intense when the elevator opens, signaling that you made it on the fourth floor. he grabs your hand and hurriedly pulls you outside the elevator and leads you down the hallway to his room. as you reach the outside of his door, he pulls the keycard out of his pocket as you lean closer to him and teasingly kiss his neck.
he shudders as he puts the card into the slot, “fuck, don’t tease me.” you smiled against his neck, “or what?” the light on the door turned green and he immediately opened it, pulling you inside. he grabbed the “do not disturb” sign and set on the door outside the room, shutting it behind him and locking it.
you set your purse on the desk and he threw your heels to the floor near the nightstand, lightly grabbing your wrist to get you to look at him. he feverishly kisses you as if his life depended on it, his teeth clashing against your own. you managed to slip your tongue into his mouth as his hands explored your body over your dress. he managed to say through kisses, “take this off.”
you nodded eagerly as he sits down on the corner of the bed, wanting to watch you undress for him. you slowly took off your dress, revealing your matching laced black lingerie set underneath. he took off his jacket and his necklaces as you undressed for him, throwing his jacket to the floor and setting his necklaces on the nightstand then turning over to face you again.
you decided to straddle his lap, pulling him into a needy kiss as his hands wander your body to the back of your bra. “can i take this off?” you smiled against his lips and nodded, “of course, baby.” his hands unhooked your bra, letting it fall to the floor as he looked at your breasts for the first time in years.
his hands caressed them softly causing you to let out a soft moan into his mouth. he looked down at them, his eyes widened slightly at the sight of your pierced nipples. “when did you get this done?” you blushed softly, “like two years ago.. do you like them?” he nodded, his fingers teasing the balled jewelry, making you shudder and whimper.
he takes your breast into his mouth, sucking on your nipple and teasing the jewelry with his tongue. you moaned softly, watching him lick and suck while you run your fingers through his hair. his free hand teases the other one as his mouth moves to it, giving them both the same love and recognition. you whimpered, grinding your hips softly onto his lap.
he detached his mouth from you as his hands held your hips, helping you grind against him and groping your ass. he captured your lips again in a messy kiss, his nose brushing against yours. “i missed you so much.” you whispered against his lips, “i missed you too, baby.” your fingers reach the hem of his t-shirt, him quickly obliging as he pulls it over his head and throwing it to the floor.
he quickly flips you both over, climbing over you and kissing down your neck to your chest. you shudder softly against his lips as he kisses down your stomach to reaching the hem of your panties. his fingers brushed over the damp cloth causing you to whimper softly and open your legs for better access for him. he asked softly, “can i take this off too, pretty girl?”
you nod eagerly, “please take them off.. i need to feel you.” he grabs both sides of your panties as you lift your hips up so he can easily take them off. he pulls them down your legs and reaches your ankles then throwing them to the side. his fingers brush over your wet folds as you mewl softly at the feeling of his fingers against you.
he bit his lip as he teasingly rubbed his fingers against you, “you’re so wet for me.. and i barely did anything. it’s kind of pathetic, baby.” you mewl at his words, not being able to take his teasing any longer. you begged, “please do something, joe. i need you so bad.” without hesitation, he opened your legs a little wider and buried his face between them. he kisses and teases your clit with his tongue causing you to let out a sigh and closing your eyes.
he tapped your inner thigh, “look at me, baby. i want you to watch me.” you opened your eyes and looked down at him as he suckled your clit into his mouth. you run his fingers through his hair and mewl loudly at the feeling of him slipping his tongue inside of you. he devoured you as if he hadn’t eaten in days, you moaned in satisfaction and contorting your face in pleasure as you watch him eat you out.
his tongue lapped against your wet cunt as you push his face closer into you, grinding against his tongue as if you’re riding him. he pulled your legs onto his shoulders as your thighs clench against his head, you whimper and grip his hair tightly causing him to moan as he kisses and laps up your wet arousal. the pit building in your stomach began to boil over until you’re writhing against his face. and arching your back.
he knew you were growing closer to your orgasm as your movements started moving sloppily against him. he asked, “you want to cum, baby?” he slipped his tongue inside you once more. you nodded, “yes, i’m so fucking close!” he urged, “beg for it. tell me how much you missed me.” you whimpered, “i missed you so much, joe. no one can make me feel as good as you.”
he smirked against you, “good girl. cum for me, baby. cum on my face.” you came undone at his words and the feeling of his tongue flicking against your clit. you moaned in ecstasy as your legs shook against his face as he continued you to guide you through your orgasm. you gasp and whine as the overwhelming sensation of his tongue curling inside you.
you whimpered, “okay, you can get off. please.” he moved his tongue out of you, his chin and mouth glistening with your juices. he pressed a few chaste kisses in your inner thighs before he finally moved out of between your legs. he leaned up closer to you, your legs wrap around his waist, his hard cock straining in his jeans and rubbing against your inner thigh.
he kisses you feverishly, slipping his tongue in your mouth. tongues and teeth clash against each other as the neediness between the two of you grew more intense. he pulls away from you and lightly pecks your lips, “you taste better than i remembered.” you blush, “you remembered what i taste like?”
he nods, “of course i do. you haven’t left on my mind since i left that night.” you sat up, kissing him softly as your hand reaches down and teases through his jeans by caressing your hand against him. he groans softly, shuddering at the feeling of your soft hand on the outside of his jeans. “you can take it out if you want. i don’t think i’ll last long if you keep rubbing me like that.”
you giggle lightly, “you got that hard from eating me out?” he said, “i got hard the moment i saw you again if you want me to be honest.” you peck his lips softly, “you’re so fucking cute.” your hand moved to the zipper of his jeans, unzipping and unbuttoning them. he pulled his jeans down to his ankles, kicking them off to the side, revealing his black calvin klein boxers.
you helped pull his boxers down, revealing his girthy, rock hard cock slapping against his abdomen as you free him from his boxers. you stroke it softly, your thumb feeling the slit of his tip as he lets out a sigh. “fuck, i missed your hands on me.” you asked, “oh yeah?” he nodded, “if you keep doing that, this is going to be over pretty quickly.” you laughed softly and moved your hand off him.
he rubbed his cock over your folds, making you both groan and whimper in pleasure. “if it hurts, i’ll stop, okay?” you nod feverishly, bucking your hips to match his movements. he slipped the tip of his cock inside of you, letting you slowly adjust to his size and so he can feel how warm and tight you are. you both let out a breathy moan, he slipped more of him inside you causing you to wince and him to groan softly. “fuck, i missed you.”
his thrusts were teasingly slow as he let you adjust to his size again since it was so long since he’s been inside you. you whimpered, “fuck me, joe.. please”. he moved his hips, thrusting a little faster causing you to moan softly in his ear. his lips nipped and sucked on your collarbone as you buck your hips into his to match his thrusts. he asked teasingly, “do you like that, baby?”
you nodded eagerly, “fuck me harder… i need it so bad.” he moved your legs over his shoulders as he thrusted deeper inside you. your knees were against your chest as he fucked you harder, the sounds of his skin slapping against yours and both of your moans filled the hotel room. both of you were lost in each other until the sound of his phone rang from the pocket of his jeans.
he groaned annoyingly at the dreaded sound ruining the mood as he moved out of you, causing you to whimper at the loss of contact. he quickly grabbed his jeans off the floor and took his phone out of his back pocket, swiping to answer it and holding it against his ear. “yeah?” he smiled softly down at you as his hands groped at your breast, rubbing his thumb over your pierced nipple.
he sighed, “no, dude, i left the party over an hour ago. what happened?” you mouthed, “do you want to stop?” he shrugged, listening to whatever ja’marr is asking him about. “no, i caught up with an old friend and we’re back at my hotel.” you smiled softly as you knew you were the old friend he was referring to. he laughed softly, “no, i’ll tell you about it later..” you grew more comfortable onto the bed as he finished up his phone conversation. “okay i’ll text you later.. get back safe.”
he ended the call and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, leaning down and kissing you hungrily. he asked softly, “do you want to keep going?” you nodded, “yes please.” he laughed softly, “aww, look at you using your manners.” he kissed the crook of your neck then pecked your lips, “such a sweet girl.” you asked shyly, “can i ride you?”
he nodded eagerly, lying down on the bed next to you. you crawled on top of him, kissing his neck teasingly. he lets out a soft sigh, running his fingers through your hair as you find the sensitive part of his skin, sucking and nipping the same way he did on the bench prior. his breath hitches, “fuck, don’t tease, baby.”
you giggled softly, detaching your lips from his neck before giving the forming bruise a small kiss, hearing a wince from him. you got up onto the bed, hovering over his cock while you line him up with your entrance. you sink down onto his length, hearing shudders and gasps from the both of you.
you start to roll your hips, his hands going straight to your hips helping guide your movements against his body. you whimper and moan as you close your eyes and throw your head back in pleasure. his hand reaching up and groping your tit as you ride him to oblivion. you had plenty of hookups after you and joe broke up but no one made you feel so full and satisfied you the way he did.
he laid up further, pulling you closer to him as he kisses you passionately. his hands gripped against your hips, probably leaving tiny bruises for you to wake up to the next morning. sweat began forming and dripping down from both of your foreheads as your legs started getting weaker. his hand giving your thigh a gentle squeeze as your movements began to slow.
the heat in your stomach was rising as you continued to move against him. his hands wandered and caressed your body on top of him. he cupped your face softly and lowly whispered, “open your mouth, baby.” you obeyed, sticking your tongue out for him as he spit in your mouth. you whimpered softly as you swallowed his spit causing him to groan at the sight of you. “you’re such a good girl.”
his words push you closer to the edge of your climax as you push through the soreness in your legs. your walls began to tighten around him causing him to let out a soft moan. you moaned, “i’m so close.” he grunted, “fuck, i am too. cum for me, baby. i want to feel you around me.” you loudly gasped, burying your face in his sweaty shoulder, biting down to muffle your screams. the feeling of your teeth digging into his skin and your walls clenching his length made groan and shudder as he fills you up with his cum.
you pull him into a slow, needy kiss as you both were steadily coming down from what just occurred. you get off of his lap, legs shaking from either your orgasm or how long you were using them for. you get up from bed and attempt to gather your clothes to get dressed when joe asks, “what are you doing?” you eyed him with confusion, “getting ready to leave?” he shook his head, “come lay down with me.”
you found yourself crawling back into bed with him before thinking it over, you were used to leaving after a hook up so him asking you to spend the night was something that you hadn’t heard in a long time. you cuddled into his chest as he pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you, your leg draping against his hips. what you didn’t know was that joe rarely dated after you two broke up. he went on a few dates but always found himself thinking of you to fully pursue anything.
you felt yourself beginning to doze off but was fighting to stay awake so you can be in the moment with him longer. he whispered in your ear, “you can go to sleep.. i’ll be here when you wake up, okay?” you nodded sleepily as you finally shut your eyes, softly snoring on his chest. he gently moved your hair out of your face and kissed the top of your head as he watched you peacefully sleep. he never thought you’d actually end up in his arms again..
but now that you’re here with him, he finally felt he was whole again. his only regret was that it took him so long to realize that he loved you after you two broke up and you moved away.. he cooed softly in your ear as you slept, “i love you.” he gave you a kiss on your forehead before drifting off to sleep, being happy that you were back in his arms again.
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Drunk in Love
It's time for the annual Stark Industries Gala and Tony realises rather quickly, he maybe outdid himself too far when choosing your outfit for the night.
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3643 words
NSFW(18+)
Soft sex, alcohol use, fluff, praise kink, heavy smut, slight degradation, creampies, restraints, marking kink, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, fingering, nipple play.
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Pulling the top off of your red lipstick tube, you carefully apply it, using the mirror to make sure you accentuate your cupid’s bow. It isn’t your first time attending the annual Stark Industries Gala, having attended last year’s one as a newly initiated Avenger. But yet, this time is even more nerve-wracking given you’re attending as Tony’s date. The two of you had been dating for nearly seven months now and he never failed to spoil you with expensive, intimate gifts. This time is no different. The black floor-length dress he had chosen hugged every intricate curve of your body, the soft fabric draping over your skin.
Opening the black jewellery box laid out on the nightstand, a soft breath escapes you. Inside lies a silver necklace, detailed with intricate gems. The metal is a cool and relieving weight around your neck as you fasten it. Returning back to the mirror, you let the music playing through the speaker flow through your body. Michelle Morrone’s “Drink Me” begins to play and you softly sing along to the lyrics as you stare in the mirror. Catching movement out the corner of your eye, a smirk pulls at your lips as you catch Tony’s eyes in the mirror. You’re unsure as to how long he’d been leaning against the doorframe but the way his black 3 piece suit highlighted his form made your legs weak. “See something you like, baby?” You grin as he comes up behind you, his hands brushing your hair over one shoulder as he leans to place a tender kiss in the crook of your exposed neck.
“You look good enough to eat, my love.” He groans, leaving a trail of kisses along your shoulder as his hands trail down the curves of your waist. A fire burns in your core at his touch, a sigh escaping you as your head leans back against the firm muscles in his shoulder. “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to keep my hands off of you tonight, darling.” His voice is a tone deeper than usual, the vibrations rushing over your skin as he brushes his lips up to your jawline.
Turning around to face him, your arms rest on his shoulders as his hands pull your hips flush against his body. Leaning up, you brush your lips against his, a sensation you didn’t know you so desperately craved until now. His lips gently return the gesture before you pull away, a soft smile pulling at your mouth. “Well, you’re going to have to figure it out, Happy’s waiting outside with the limo.” You laugh, giving him a wink as you grab your handbag, your hips swaying slightly more than usual as you walk away from him. A strained chuckle escapes Tony as he follows you out of the room, one hand wrapped around your waist.
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To say that the night had been long would be an understatement, the intense flirtations between you and Tony had escalated from teasing hands on thighs to dirty words whispered in each other’s ears. His speech, as always, was delivered to a thunderous applause from the audience and the gala had been nothing short of a success. You and the rest of the Avengers had resorted back to the tower, now having a private afterparty in the lounge. Tony has pulled your legs over his lap as you let your head rest on his shoulder, his hands stroking up your inner thigh over the silk of your dress. One hand holding onto your whiskey, the other lays on his chest as you take a sip. “The minute this party is over, I can guarantee I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” Tony’s voice is low, his lips brushing over your earlobe as he murmurs this, your core twisting in desire.
You grin, letting your teeth gently nibble the top of his ear as you lean forward to reply. “Is that a threat or a promise?” You smirk as a strained breath escapes him, a low growl sounding in his throat as his eyes darken. “Oh love, it's a fact.” He replies before taking a sip of his scotch. “Alright guys, guys, guys.” Natasha slurs, a few drops of her vodka escaping her glass as she overly excitedly leans forward. “We’re gonna play Truth or Drink because a few of you seem to be way too sober right now.” She says, her gaze aimed pointedly at Tony and you sitting on the couch. You laugh in response. “I’m sorry, I’m not a lightweight then.”
“Truth or Drink? I’m unfamiliar with this game.” Thor says, his words slightly slurred as he takes a gulp from his beer.
“Basically, one person asks a question to the group. If you don’t want to answer, you take a drink.” Wanda says, her champagne glass precariously tipped in her hand. Thor nods before responding. “Alright, I’m in.” Everyone else nods in agreement, including you as you finish the last sip in your glass. “Let me just fill my drink up then.” You laugh, flinging your legs off Tony’s lap, much to his dismay. Standing up, you walk over to the bar, about to just grab your typical Wild Moose until your eyes land on the bottle of Fireball on the shelf. Grabbing it, you take a seat back next to Tony, whose hand pulls your legs back over his lap as you do. “Ooh Y/N’s feeling bold!” Clint laughs, seeing the bottle of spirits in your hand. You grin. “What can I say, I drink to get drunk. Alright Nat, what’s the first question?”
She takes a moment before her eyes flash excitedly. “Would you guys ever consider being a stripper?”
“Oh absolutely,” Rhodey says, to agreement from Tony and Wanda. Everyone else says no, which you expected. Nat turns to you. “What about you Y/N?” A grin pulls at your lips as you reply. “I was a stripper for a while so yeah, I would.”
“What!?” Wanda exclaims, leaning back in her seat in shock, a laugh escaping you at her reaction. “Yeah, I was in a bit of a rough place a few years ago, I needed money and I knew stripping earnt well. So for about a year, I worked at Rick’s Cabaret in town.” Tony knew about all this, neither of you knew at the time but he had been one of the main reasons you made so much money.
“That question was too easy Nat, we’re never going to get drunk if they’re all like that.” Steve laughs, tripping over his tongue, trying to speak. She shoots him a look before sipping from her glass. “Why don’t you ask the questions if you’re so cocky about it.” She grumbles, Steve, grinning in response. “Alright then, if you were going to recreate any sex scene in a movie, what one would it be?” Immediately, Peter, Thor, and Vision take a drink, a deep blush spreading over Peter’s cheeks. “I haven’t seen that many movies,” Thor admits.
“Well it’s not entirely a sex scene but I’d love to recreate the handprint left in the steamed window of the car in Titanic with someone,” Clint says, grinning sheepishly as we nod in agreement.
“The pottery scene in Ghost,” Nat says as Rhodey laughs. “That was my answer as well.”
“Achilles and Briseis’ scene in Troy,” Wanda admits, a blush appearing on her cheeks.
“50 Shades.” Tony’s hand moves further up your thigh as he says this, a heat flushing through your veins at the action. Taking a sip from your bottle, you answer. “The boat scene from 365 Days.” Bruce nods. “What she said.” Everyone looks at Steven, the only one to have not said anything yet. He shakes his head, exhaling. “Yeah, I agree with Tony. 50 Shades.”
“Ooh, I’ve got a question,” Wanda says, accidentally tipping her champagne glass a bit too far in excitement. “Have you ever faked an orgasm?”
All of the guys, bar Tony, Bruce, and Steven, shake their heads no. “A few times, yeah,” Bruce says, as Tony nods, rubbing your thigh reassuringly to confirm never with you. “I’ve only faked it once, funny enough it was the first time I had sex.” Steven laughs, sipping from his glass of whiskey. “I think I can say that yes, all of us girls have faked it,” Nat says as Wanda and I nod in agreement. “Oh for sure. I had to fake it every time before I met Tony just to get them to stop.”
“Honestly! Like it gets to a point where you’re just lying there and nothing’s happening for you and you just want to go home so you can finish yourself.” Wanda can’t control her laughter upon hearing Nat’s response. Tony’s hand tightens its grip on your thigh as he leans towards your ear. “Did you seriously just say you’d never orgasmed from someone else apart from me?” His voice comes out in a low growl that makes your legs pulsate with desire as you nod. “Then I’ll make sure you cum until you’re dry tonight, darling.” He smirks as he pulls away, his pupils dilated with arousal. Taking a deep breath to calm your intensely beating heart, you bring the bottle to your lips, letting the cinnamon liquid burn a delicious fire down your throat.
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It was well after midnight and countless drinks consumed before everyone decided to get some sleep, though Tony and you had different plans. Tony’s hands grab your hips as you wrap your arms over his shoulders. Your lips pressed firmly against his, breathy moans escape you as the two of you stumble through the penthouse to your bedroom. One hand trails from your hip to your back, unzipping the dress as it falls to the floor, revealing the matching red lace lingerie underneath. Pushing you backwards onto the bed, Tony crawls over you, positioning his knee between your legs, grinding it against your heat. A low groan emits from his throat at the sight of you beneath him. “I love seeing you in that dress but I’ve wanted to take it off from the moment I saw you in it.” He pushes himself up to pull his suit jacket off his shoulders. Grabbing his tie, you pull him back down, his lips finding yours as his hands roam over your now-exposed side. His lips wander down from your jawline, over your collarbone, to the dip in between your breasts, breathy moans escaping you as he does.
Kicking your heels off, Tony does the same to his shoes as he lets his tongue dart over your clothed nipple. The lace of your bra mixing with the heat of his tongue makes your head fall back in pleasure, your lips slightly parted. His thumb reaches up to rub over your other nipple in circular motions, a soft moan falling off your lips. The alcohol aids in the pleasure, making you feel dizzy as he continues his ministrations. He reaches his hand under your back to unclasp your bra before sucking your nipple into his mouth, his name escaping you in a pleasured moan. You can feel him smirk against your skin as your back arches closer towards him. “Already so desperate, aren’t you baby?” He teases as you nod, his mouth trailing light kisses down the sensitive skin of his stomach. Positioning himself in between your legs, he lifts one over his shoulder, kissing from your knee up your inner thigh.
With each kiss, he inches closer to where you need him most, sending waves of anticipation through your body, pooling in your core. You can feel your arousal gather in your lace panties as he places a soft kiss on the waistband of them. Grasping the waistband in his teeth, he pulls them down your legs, leaving you completely exposed before him. “Fuck, so wet for me.” He murmurs before darting his tongue out to collect your arousal from your entrance, your back arching for more. “Tony, please.” You plead as he continues slowly licking up your slit, stopping just before your desperate clit.
“Easy darling, we’ve got all night.” He grins, your arousal glistening on his beard as he looks up at your body with darkened eyes. One hand desperately grasping at the covers, your other entangles itself in his hair, pushing him closer to your heat. You can feel the smirk on his lips as he lightly grazes his lips over your sensitive mound, extracting a soft moan from you. Lightly tracing around your clit with his tongue, you raise your hips, desperate to get more friction. His hands grasp your hips, holding you in place as he nips at your inner thigh, a pleasured gasp escaping you as he does. “Move your hips again and I’ll edge you until you’re begging for release, is that clear?” He growls against your clit, the vibrations making your legs feel weak, arousal continuing to leak out of you. You nod your head in response. “Good girl.” God, the effect those two words have on you is indescribable. Your core twists with pleasure as he dives his head back in between your legs, sucking your clit between his lips.
Your grip tightens in his hair as he flattens his tongue, flicking your mound gently. The hand that was entangled in the sheets flies up to your mouth as a moan escapes you. Almost immediately, his hand pins yours to the bed. “Don’t you dare, I want to hear you, angel.” He murmurs against your clit, his name falling off your lips as the vibrations of his voice echo through your body. Keeping your body still with one hand on your stomach, his other runs two fingers over your entrance, a shiver crashing over your body. Your back arches off the bed, his name falling off your lips as you feel his fingers gently push inside you. “You sound almost as good as you taste, darling.” He groans, his tongue circling over your clit as he curls his fingers into the sensitive spongy flesh inside you. A string of curses escapes you in a breathy moan as he slowly pumps his digits inside you, curling against your sweet spot with precision. You can feel your first high approaching, your legs beginning to shake on Tony’s shoulders. With each delicious flick of his tongue, each precise thrust of his fingers, he brings you closer to your orgasm. The coil in your stomach tightens as a hot flush runs through your body.
Stars flood your vision as the coil finally snaps, your body shaking, Tony’s name falling off your lips in a pleasured moan. A groan sounds from him as he tastes your release on your tongue, not slowing down his actions. Sucking your sensitive clit into his mouth, a sultry groan escapes you as he helps you ride out your high. Moving up your body, his fingers still move in and out of you, his palm rubbing over your clit as he presses his lips to yours. He runs his tongue over your lower lip, asking for entrance, which you gladly grant him. You can taste yourself on his lips, moaning into them as his palm continues its ministrations. Your hands reach up to undo the buttons of his black undershirt as he reaches down to undo his belt with his free hand.
Shrugging his shirt over his shoulders, you remove his tie as he pulls the belt out from his pants in one smooth movement. He chucks it beside your head before leaning down to place his lips on your neck. With his hand still bringing you closer to your second release, he sucks the sensitive skin of your neck into his mouth, gently biting down with his teeth. A desperate moan escapes you as he does, hues of purple and red spreading over your skin as he finally pulls away. Your body twitches as his fingers press against your sweet spot, his mouth trailing back down to your nipples, which had been left unattended for far too long in Tony’s opinion. Gently biting down on your left one, you let out a breathy gasp as the pleasure and pain mix together to form a desperate desire in your core. Moving over to the other one, he repeats the same action as his left hand comes up to rub lightly over the top of your other hardened nipple. Your orgasm overtakes you, your eyes rolling back into your head as your body spasms under him, a string of moans leaving your lips in a breathless gasp. Your legs shake around Tony’s waist, tingling from the pleasure coursing through your veins.
Slowing down the movements with his hand, he rubs his thumb over your clit in circular motions as he helps you ride out your second high, your chest rising heavily with each breath. He gently pulls his fingers out, bringing them up to your lips. You gladly take them into your mouth, your tongue running up the side of each of his fingers individually as you taste your juices. A soft groan escapes him as you suck your cheeks around his fingers, maintaining eye contact with him as you do. “Fuck, that’s my good little slut.” He murmurs, pulling his fingers out of your mouth to unbutton his pants, pulling them down his legs. You can see the dark patch on his grey boxers from his precum and you groan at the sight, desperately needing him. “Give me your hands, darling.” He says, his voice deep with desire for you. You’re quick to obey as he grabs the belt off the bed, raising your hands to the headboard before tying them securely. Your hands now restrained above you, you can only watch with anticipation as he removes his boxers, freeing himself.
He crawls back over you, positioning himself in between his legs as he rubs himself against your slit. A desperate moan escapes you as he continues to tease you. “Tony, please. I need you.” You breathe as he smirks. How could he deny such a request? A groan escapes the both of you as he pushes himself inside you. You can feel your body weaken as your walls stretch around him, his member filling every inch of you. “You’re so tight, love.” He breathes, laying a kiss on your shoulder before slowly withdrawing himself and pressing back in. Each thrust, slow and loving, his mouth kissing every inch of bare skin it can reach as he rubs against your sweet spot with each movement of his hips. “Fuck, you feel so good.” A moan escapes you as you say this, your eyes rolling back in your head as he groans, your walls tightening around him. A hand on each side of your head, he leans down to press his lips to yours, swallowing each moan he receives from you. The early morning moonlight casts a dim light over the room through the open curtains, highlighting your body with a soft glow. Your tongues intertwine as the kiss deepens, the only thing you can feel is pleasure as he continues to move inside you.
“You look fucking gorgeous, love.” He whispers as he breaks the kiss, the both of you gasping for air. You’re grateful for the dim lighting, feeling your cheeks heat up at the compliment. “I love you.” You breathe, as he chuckles, leaning forward to press his lips against yours. “I love you more, darling.” He murmurs before a groan escapes him, his hips bucking deeper into yours. One of his hands moves to trace lightly down your side, resting on your stomach, intensifying the feeling of him inside you. Your lips are slightly parted, your head falls back as your back arches towards him, a moan escaping you as he begins to pick up the pace. Your breasts bounce with each thrust of his hips, his name exiting you in a string of moans as you can feel yourself pulsing around him. “Fuck, darling.” He curses, his hand moving from your stomach to your clit, his thumb rubbing it in circular motions as he continues to push into you.
“Oh god, Tony.” You breathe as you reach your third orgasm, your walls clenching tightly around him as your body convulses. His hips buck as a low groan escapes him, strings of his hot releases coating your insides as he pulls your body closer. Lightheaded, your body continues to pulse with pleasure as he slows down his thrusts, the two of you breathing heavily as he rests his forehead against yours. With your legs still shaking, the two of you stay breathing in each other’s scent for what seems like hours. Exhaling deeply, Tony pulls out of you as you wince, sensitive. Leaning forward to undo your restraints, he places a kiss against your forehead before getting up and walking into your ensuite.
Still breathing heavily and your body tingling with pleasure, you barely have the energy to watch his naked figure disappear into the next room. You can hear the tap running before he re-emerges a couple of seconds later with a damp towel. Repositioning himself between your legs, he places a kiss on your hip bone, gently cleaning up the remainder of your arousal from your inner thighs before throwing the towel to the washing basket in the corner of the room. Crawling up the bed, he pulls the both of you under the covers as his arm crosses over your chest, pulling your back flush to his chest. “I love you, my darling.” He murmurs, inhaling deeply as he kisses your shoulder. “I love you more.” Your words are slurred, both from pleasure and alcohol, as you let your tiredness overtake your pleasure-filled body.
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thebanishedreader · 6 months
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7 Banned Book Requests Made This Year
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“Maybe it’s that I find the idea comforting… that thousands of years after you’re gone… is when you really live. That your echo is louder than your voice.”
— Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
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bobgasm · 9 days
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let’s romanticise the “keep reading” feature
i know some of you new users aren’t as familiar with tumblr’s dashboard and that’s okay! i’m here to teach you a lil something that will revitalise the way you long post on this site.
tumblr has two forms: web browser and mobile app
no matter which way you prefer to post either long fic or simply have long posts about your life, current news affairs, whatever, there are now ways on both mobile and web to add a “keep reading” break. back in the early days of the app, we used to have to type out code that added the break [ READ MORE ] iykyk and it only sometimes worked. now we have a much easier button to press on both the web browser and the mobile app.
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x-alted · 6 months
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✧⋆⋄✧⋄⋆✧Busted and Blue✧⋆⋄✧⋄⋆✧
⋄Rating: Mature(+18), MDNI, NSFT
⋄Pairing: Leon Kennedy/GN!Reader
⋄Wordcount: 2.1k
⋄Synopsis: Under the cover of night, Leon's in your bed. He's tied up and a mess, eager for you to make him busted and blue...
⋄Tags: GN! Sex, BDSM, Cock and Ball Torture (cock hitting and btiting), light Praise Kink, Shibari, Gags, Riding Crops, Dominant and Submissive dynamics, light Sadism and Masochism, Unprotected Sex, general fuckery tbh.
⋄A/N: This is my first post, and not beta read lol. I rarely ever post my fanfic, but there might be more in the future occasionally. This wasn't written with any particular Leon in mind, so feel free to fantasize as you please. Also, please make sure to read the tags/read at your own discretion, because if I receive any hate mail, I might evaporate. I hope you all enjoy!
Nighttime. 
It’s so beautiful, and you’ve always thought that.
The vast expanse of deep blue, littered with the tiniest pockmarks of silver stars. The glittering, heavenly fabric hanging in the sky, beckoning for you to reach out your fingers, learn its deepest secrets. 
And the people. The kinds of people the night attracts. They’re certainly something else.
You would easily consider yourself one of those people. As you gaze out the windows of your luxurious apartment, the floor to ceiling panes of glass reveal every beautiful detail. The winking lights of city skyscrapers, glimmer of people dolled up for a night out, all reminds you of the stars against the night sky. It’s beautiful, and a small part of you longs to abandon your current company, leave your apartment, and join the late night excitement of the city. 
Though, the high rise view and promises of nighttime adventures aren’t nearly as beautiful as him. 
Leon
He’s on your bed right now, silky black sheets a stark contrast to his skin, and the deep red restraints he wears. The tantalizing crossing of red rope over every curve and inch of his musculature makes you quickly dismiss any idea of leaving him. Not when he’s like this. 
This certainly isn’t an unusual predicament for you or Leon to find yourselves in, given your proclivity for your specific tastes, as well as Leon’s need for his. Though, you’re no stranger to dishing out this kind of attention, it certainly did surprise you when Leon asked you to do this. In fact, when the words had left his lips, you nearly had to double take, not entirely sure that it was Leon sitting before you. In the majority of the time you two had spent together, he had a habit of being a little shit. An attractive little shit, but a little shit nonetheless. He was always eager to tease you, smug and sultry at the same time, rattling off little quips and taunts, regardless of whether or not he was fucking you or eating you out. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t downright excited for the opportunity to both simultaneously dote on and punish Leon.
Now, here you are, standing stark naked as his eyes trail hotly over your body, the need to reach out and touch you reflected in his gaze.
Soft hums of irritation leave him as your eyes rake over his body slowly, though the ball gag in his mouth muffles them substantially. However, his hard cock twitches and kicks, telling you everything you need to know. As exasperated as he is at your lack of attention to his cock, he likes it as well. You let out a soft, sultry laugh at his reactions to the little waiting game you’ve been playing, earning another little indignant huff from him. 
Maybe you’ll play with your food a little longer.
Slinking, you move closer to the bed, and rummage around in the nightstand. Having held off on giving him attention for a while, you can practically feel the intensity of Leon’s eyes burning into you, anticipations running high as you find what you’re looking for.
Out from the expanse of your nightstand drawer comes a long, thin, black stick. One end has a cushioned handle and wrist strap, while the other has a thick, folded piece of leather sewn to it. Perfect for what you want, given Leon lets out another noise, a grunt of anticipation of what’s to come. Your eyes are on him, gaze all heavy and saccharine as you get onto the bed, crawling languidly up his body to reach behind his head and undo the ball gag in his mouth, a string of spit following along.
“Took you long enough..” Leon grumbles, panting a little and stretching his jaw to soothe the ache from the ball gag, as you scoot back on the bed to get a better view of him.
In a flash, you bring the riding crop down on his balls, causing the skin to tighten. Precum beads at the tip of his cock, which kicks and jerks at the spark of pain. Leon groans, a choked sound that bleeds into a whimper, and he arches off the bed for a moment.
“God, fuck sweetheart. You’re killin’ me here…” He whines softly, hips twitching from the aftershocks.
“Well, you know better than to complain.” You murmur, a smirk settling on your lips, your hands reaching up to smooth some hair out of his eyes.
Leon notices you admiring the pretty shade of blue his eyes are, taking advantage of your distraction to turn his head to the side and playfully nip at your fingers. A soft grunt follows as he pines for your attention, feeling needy beyond all belief-
THWIP
“Hng! G-God you-!” Leon chokes out, not getting to finish his sentence as another sinful whimper of pain leaves him as you bring the riding crop down yet again on his balls, giving them a couple of hits in quick succession. His head is tossed back, lip worried between his teeth, the flush on his cheeks spreading to the tips of his ears and down his neck. Complaint after complaint can leave his lips, but you know it’s all just an act, that he’s just being bratty for the fun of it.
Deciding to tease him some more, you feather the riding crop all over his cock, finding it hard not to when he reacts so deliciously to it. Leon’s cock twitches and thighs quiver when you tease the crop over his tender balls, tracing veins on the underside of his shaft, and bring it up to just tease the edge of the head. 
Ever the glutton for punishment, he bucks his hips, trying to grind his cock against the riding crop for some relief while he chokes out ‘let me just-’
THWIP
Once more, you bring the riding crop down - hard - this time on the tip of his cock. Leon moans and grunts, body tensing at the mix of pain and pleasure, especially when you start to grind the riding crop against the head and slit. Precum smears obscenely, and a string forms when you finally pull the riding crop away, making him shudder and whine.
“How cute…” You tease, only a hint of meanness in your words. 
You give him one more hard smack to the tip of his cock, making Leon suck in a sharp breath of air through his clenched teeth, before teasing it up and away from his cock. You drag the leather of the riding crop sensually through the hairs of his happy trail, across his abs as well, taking delight in the way his muscles ripple and skin contracts at the sensation.
Feeling yourself growing more and more aroused, you’ve decided you’ve had enough, ready to satiate the ache between your legs. Tossing the riding crop somewhere to the ground off the side of the bed, you crawl back up his body, far enough that your mouth is close to his cock. He twitches once more, eyes alight with a needy anticipation now. 
Mischief gleaming in your eyes, you lower your mouth, giving his tip small kitten licks. Leon groans softly at your ministrations, especially when you take your time to press the tip of your tongue into his slit. 
“F-Fuck. That’s so–” He murmurs, biting his lip, muscles straining against the rope as he fights off the urge to buck up into your mouth. Leon knows he’s close to getting the touch he so desperately needs, so he’s certainly more eager to play nice now. 
Knowing you have him right where you want him, you scrape your teeth across his tip, biting down softly. You’re exerting enough pressure that Leon makes a funny little noise, bordering on a squeal almost as a mix of light fear and heavy arousal floods through him. 
Growing a little impatient yourself, you give a couple of teasing nips to his shaft and balls, Leon letting out the prettiest little gasps all the wild. He’s always been pretty vocal, but the noises he’s making tonight are downright sinful and have you feeling hot and bothered.
Finally, you move up, settling yourself on top of him. Sat just below his cock, you start eyeing him a little, making him let out a low rumble. 
“Finally ready, now?” Leon teases, the beginning of a smug smile forming on his face. Grabbing the ball gag, you dangle it teasingly above his face.
“Don’t make me put this back on you…” You threaten, not entirely planning on following through, given you love hearing all the little noises Leon makes. He looks a little irritated, but ultimately doesn’t respond.
“Good boy…” You tease, a wicked grin on your face as you rise up, starting to stroke Leon’s cock, slow and teasing like everything else you’ve done this evening.
He’s not quite ready to give in and beg yet, lips clamped shut as he breathes sharply through his nose, brow knitting as you languidly jerk him off. Humming softly as more precum beads from the tip, slicking your hand up as you pump him, you pick up the pace a little and squeeze ever so lightly. A little pant and a low groan leave Leon as you pick up the pace even more, before you slow down again, making him toss his head back in frustration especially when you squeeze his shaft again.
“Please! Fuck I– I’ve been so good, haven’t I-” Leon whimpers, and grits his teeth as you shift to hover right above his cock, cutting him off by teasingly rubbing him against your entrance.
“Oh fuck…guess I kept you and me waiting long enough, hm?” You murmur sultrily, moaning out when you start to sink down on Leon's cock, getting stretched out as you take him, inch by inch. 
“H-Hah! Just like that– shit–” Leon chokes out, already entirely too sensitive from the teasing he’s been through. He’s kicking and twitching inside you, filling you up and just grazing the most sensitive parts as you bottom out. 
You stay seated for a moment, taking a moment to get used to the feel of him inside you. It didn’t register just how needy you had been as well, too swept up in toying with the man beneath you. Silence stretches between you for a beat, as you both pant softly, before it’s broken by the minute sound of skin on skin as you begin to ride him. Setting a tantalizingly slow pace, you raise up, only to drop down, both of you moaning out now in sync as you begin to lose yourself in the pleasure. 
“Mhm, s-so  good for me, taking what I give you…” You rasp out, starting to pick up the pace a little, pleasure coiling low in your gut. Leon’s feeling it as well, telltale in the way he’s trembling slightly, fighting off the urge to fuck up into your wet heat with reckless abandon. 
“Shit, g’nna make me come early if you keep talking like that…” He whines, looking already like a fucked out mess, a flush settled on his cheeks and his pretty blue eyes clouded over with need. 
Unable to muster up a response, you’re too lost in the drag of his cock against your insides, especially when you grind down particularly hard. The tip of his cock hits just right, pressing up against that sensitive spot, where you find yourself rapidly losing restraint.
The clapping of skin fills the room, the smell of sweat as well as you pick up the pace. Leon’s all too happy when you lean down, sloppily kissing him, soft lips messy and needy against your own. His cock throbs when you start to kiss along his jawline, nipping and biting your way to his neck to leave a smattering of love bites.
“God, m’so close, please.” Leon gasps, panting loudly now, strained noises leaving him as his stomach tenses, not far behind you for release. 
“Yes, God, did so well. Go ahead and come in me.” You whine, walls fluttering around him as your own orgasm starts to creep up on you. 
“Please!” Leon grunts, the sound so unabashed and needy, it sends a bolt of arousal down your spine.
With a cry of your own, you clench down hard around Leon, walls fluttering as they practically milk Leon. Leon comes with a rumble, grunting and gasping as he spills inside you, hot and sticky. You bounce a few more times, drawing out both of your orgasms, before you settle on his lap, basking in the afterglow. 
It doesn’t take you long to relax, fully slipping off of Leon with a hiss, undoing the rope tying him up. Once freed, he stretches out on the bed, rolling over to face you. There’s a mixture of mischief and heat in his eyes, a coy smile playing on his lips as he scoots closer to you. His hot breath washes over your face, and a lone hand ghosts up and down your side teasingly, featherlight and sensual.
“So, your turn next?”
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Hi, So I had read your Leo Headcannons during mating season and I wanted to know if you would mind doing something similar but for Donnie or Raph?
OMGYES!!
Warnings: Monsterfucking, vaginal penetration, oral sex, sex, smut, unprotected sex. Raph being a total simp teenager. Let me know if i missed anything! <3
It all started last week. Raph has been acting strange towards you. Right when spring started. You scrolled through your texts, your eyes reading all the weird texts he sent. 
“I need you.” (sent at 4:56 am)
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“Fuck i want you so bad.”(sent at 2:57 am)
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“You smell really good.” (sent at 3:27 am)
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“You left your shirt here. I’m gonna wash it for you.” (sent at 3:24 am) (heheh you know what i mean.)
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“Your hair strands are on my pillow.” (sent at 2:00 am)
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“I’m coming over.” (sent at 3:00 am.)
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“When are you coming over i want you.” (sent at 2:58 am)
You saw the last massage he had sent and replied with;
“Oh sorry lol I might come over today! :) If i have time” You then pressed the send button and set your phone down on the nightstand. 
Walking on the concrete cement of the lair sounded very echoey today the lair seemed empty except for master splinter.  Master splinter had told you that the boys were on patrol except for Raph. 
You walk up to his bedroom door and knock on it. 
“Raph? Can I come in?” You call out. 
“Sure, hot stuff’.” You open the door to see the one and only Raph laying on his bed stroking himself. 
“Oh my god! Raph what are you doing!?” You yell covering your eyes.
“Be quiet, don't let master splinter hear you!”
“Why are you doing that!”
“Well, I just want to see what you could do for me. Like a favor, heh”
“That's it! Come on baby. Squeeze me more!” Raph put you in doggy style and started to fuck you.  You kept moaning from how big he is. He kept hitting your cervix with every hard thrust into your poor little hole. 
Flipping you over, he put your legs on his shoulders thrusting deeper inside you, he leaned forward and put you in a mating press. 
“O-OH FucK!” Raph clenched his teeth together and thrusted faster, getting sloppier with each thrust. 
“R-raaaph, s’too mUch!” You braced yourself with your hands.
“Heh, it’s not too much for you. I know it now, take my cum!” He then fell onto you thrusting even deeper than before.
Heavy breathing had turned into even breaths.
“Why didn't you tell me that you wanted to do that?” Y/n asked, laying her head back down on Raph’s plastron.
“Needed to know if ya liked me first.”
;)
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holyghostbelle · 7 months
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The Thirteenth Step: Masterlist
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Back home and less than two months sober, you start anew in the town you grew up in, you meet Eddie a quick-witted asshole who take you under his wing to get you to sobriety.
<3 warnings: drug use, addiction, drug addiction, alcoholics, sex addicts, sexual assault (not Eddie),power play, the act of thirteenth stepping( becoming involved with newly recovering addict),abuse, victimisation, reader hates herself, reader is suicidal,Gaslighting and manipulation
<3pairings: sponser!eddie munson x addict!fem!reader
STEP ONE:ADMIT YOUR LIFE HAS BECOME UNMANAGEBLE
STEP TWO:A HIGHER POWER WILL RESTORE US TO SANITY
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deadbranch · 1 year
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The most common reason I won't reblog a fic is that the writer doesn't use readmores.
For clarification: a readmore is a hyperlink that appears as "keep reading". It allows longer content to be compacted until ready to be viewed, or to conceal sensitive content until the reader wants to see it.
While not required, readmores are used as a courtesy to make browsing a blog less annoying. If someone reblogs a 5k fic that doesn't contain a readmore their blog now has a gigantic fic running the length of 10+ screens taking up space. A well-placed readmore can condense that to 2 or fewer screen lengths.
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I've successfully taught a few authors (via dm) how to insert readmores (most had no idea what they were) but a few of them threw their hands up and told me they don't care, which seemed odd since some of the same authors posted how they wish more people would reblog. :/
Anyway, here's how to insert a readmore on mobile:
1. Choose where you want to place the cut/break.
2. Insert a blank/empty row. Don't worry, it won't show as an additional row in the finished post.
3. Type :readmore: in the empty row like the example below:
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4. After typing the 2nd colon hit enter/return/next. The readmore code will be converted to a dotted line with the word "more" in the center.
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5. Save and exit edit mode. Done!
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Please share this post to help other authors.
Happy publishing!
- DB
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***UPDATE 6/4/2023***
Tumblr added a readmore button to the mobile app. Please see @nicolethered 's screen capture below!
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crazycatsiren · 3 months
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Grandpa passed away in March, and I stopped reading.
Between March and August, I don't remember much, other than going back to Paris in April, going back to Vienna in July, and going to England and Scotland in August.
Upon returning from the UK in August, I picked up my Kindle again.
So, I joined Bookstagram and Goodreads, to keep track of and organize my books, and to goal set and motivate myself. Because as long as I'm reading, I'll be all right. When I wasn't reading, I wasn't all right, and that's how I knew. When I started reading again was when I began to heal.
From August to the end of 2023, I read 18 books, including another re-read of 'Jane Eyre', the first of my annotation project.
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morningstargirl666 · 25 days
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Me: [uses the word "debonair" perfectly in a sentence, knowing it's the right word for the job]
Me, ten seconds later: [searches up "debonair" in the dictionary because I don't have a fucking clue what it actually means]
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audhd-author · 8 months
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Your tony stark fic was absolutely amazing 🤤🤤🤤 can I request a morning sex with him and female reader?
Thank you!
Of course you can, sorry if it's a bit rushed, I wrote it before work this morning.
- Audhd Author
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Morning Sun
You always love waking up in the morning in the arms of your husband. However, Tony wakes up in a frisky mood and can't take his hands- or mouth- off of you.
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1,552 words
NSFW(18+)
Morning sex, rough(ish sex), soft sex, cunnilingus, teasing, choking, marking kink, multiple orgasms, soft dom!Tony, creampie, overstimulation, slight possessive/ownership kink if you squint.
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Your eyes, heavy with sleep, slowly flutter open as the first rays of morning light begin to flood your bedroom. Skin next to skin, your bare legs are entangled with your husband's as his arm is hung lazily over the curve in your side. A soft smile pulling on your face, you pull the blankets tighter around you, snuggling backwards into Tony's body. "Mmm, morning, my love." He murmurs, voice heavy with sleep as he pulls your body tighter against him. A soft chuckle escapes you as you reply. "Morning, baby." His lips, warm and tender, place a kiss on your shoulder.
A soft gasp escapes you as Tony's hand, light and tender, trails over the sensitive skin of your stomach, toying with the waistband of your shorts. "Tony-?" You question as his hand begins to teasingly slide under your shorts. A chuckle escapes him that goes straight from your ears to your core, his morning voice thick and deep. "Let me make you feel good, darling." He murmurs, you were too sleep-filled to even argue that in the slightest. A smile pulling at the corner of your lips, he pulls your body closer against him with one hand, the other dipping under the waistband of your panties. Teasingly, his fingers lightly dance over your pelvis, and inner thigh. Always so close to where you want him but never getting that excitement.
"Tony-." You breathe, as he chuckles, trailing kisses down your skin. Dipping his fingers further down, he begins to run a single digit through your folds, collecting your sweet morning arousal. Swirling his finger around your clit a few times, he pulls his hand back out of your shorts, bringing it to his mouth. A deep groan vibrates through his throat upon tasting you. Sliding his arm out from under your head, he positions himself between your legs, kissing the bare skin on your stomach where your singlet had ridden up. His hair, messy and tousled from sleep, only aids Tony's appearance, your core burning with desire for him as he trails your shorts down your legs. Your panties quickly follow as he begins to place gentle, teasing kisses from your knee up your inner thigh.
Flattening his tongue, your body shudders with anticipation as he licks a line up where your thigh meets your aching arousal. A smirk is evident on his face as he places a gentle trace of a kiss on your sensitive mound, your hand winding in his hair as he does. You can see Tony's self-restraint as he continues to tease you, each faint kiss, every movement of his fingers dancing over your skin. Your eyes flutter shut as he gently sucks your clit into your mouth, letting your head fall back with parted lips. The drowsy feeling through your body made each movement of his lips feel like heaven on your sensitive mound. A soft moan escapes you as he places another faint kiss on your inner thigh.
"Look at you, my darling. Already moaning for me and I've barely touched you." His smirk is evident in his tone, knowing exactly how your body reacts to him. Your eyes shooting open, you send him a strained look of annoyance as you struggle to keep a grin from pulling at your lips. A pleasured shiver runs down your spine as he gently nips at your inner thigh, running his tongue over the teeth indents, reds and hues begin to form a painting on your pale skin. "Watch your attitude darling, you know what happens to brats." He looks up your body, an entertained grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Now let me enjoy my breakfast." He murmurs before diving his head forward, licking a long stripe up your slit, letting the tip of his tongue flick your clit as he does. "Oh Tony…" You breathe, your hand tightening its grip in his hair as your body shivers in long-anticipated pleasure.
Hearing his name fall off your lips is the breaking straw for his self-restraint. His hands grab onto your hips, holding you tightly in place as he devours you with a seemingly undying hunger. Your core twists in pleasure as he sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking over the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue. Lips slightly parted, your head falls back onto the pillows as your back arches towards him, begging for more. Swiping his tongue side to side over your folds, your legs begin to subtly twitch on his shoulders as he gently flicks past your clit. His tongue circles over your entrance, his nose so precisely placed as it rubs over your clit with each movement of his head. Tony has always been able to read your body like the back of your hand, making you feel things that no one else could even dream of doing. The drowsiness in your veins makes the intense pleasure the only thing you can focus on.
A string of curses exits your mouth in a breathy moan as he groans against your heat. "If you keep making those heavenly noises, I won't be able to stop myself from taking you here and now." He growls, his grip tightening on your hips as your body squirms in pleasure beneath him. "Please don't stop yourself. I need you." You breathe, your legs twitching on his shoulders. His eyes flick up your body, pupils dilating in his desire. He pushes himself up onto his knees, revealing the strained tent in his boxers. Pulling them down, he lines himself up with your entrance and pushes himself in. Feeling him, warm and firm inside you, is the most delicious feeling. He stretches your walls around him, a shuddered groan escaping him as you clench around him. Allowing you a couple of slow thrusts to get used to the size, he brings your legs over his shoulder. The new position adds extra depth, your eyes rolling back in your head as he bucks his hips firmly into you.
It only takes a few thrusts before you are sent spiralling off the edge, your body convulsing in pleasure as his name falls off your lips in a breathy moan. A strained groan escapes him as your walls clench around him. Your legs still on his shoulders, he leans over you, pressing his lips to yours as he rubs against your sweet spot with each precise thrust. Still light-headed from your release, the overwhelming pleasure brings your second high around almost instantaneously. "Fuck, Tony don't stop." You breathe, stars flooding your vision. A low growl emits from his throat as one hand trails down to cup your breast. "I couldn't even if I wanted to, love." He groans, his hips bucking into you with extreme precision. Each thrust sends you spiralling into delicious waves of pleasure as he rubs against the spongy flesh inside you.
His mouth finds the sensitive skin at the base of your neck, gently nibbling before sucking it between his teeth as you tilt your head to allow him more access. Moans are freely escaping you as he increases his pace, pushing your body closer to the headboard with each deep thrust. "Fuck, Tony!" You scream, your body still sensitive as another wave of ecstasy floods your veins. Breathless and dizzy, the only word you can think of is his name. His hand moves from your breast to your throat, gently squeezing the veins in the side of your neck. "God you're beautiful." He breathes, crashing his lips onto yours as his thrusts start getting sloppier, his grip slowly tightening on your neck as his release gets closer. Leaning back up, his free hand trails down your body, the pad of his thumb gently rubbing over your clit. "Tony-." You begin to protest, still so over-stimulated.
"One more darling, I'm so close." He groans, breathing heavy as his hips buck into you at a pace that can only be described as brutal. The stimulation with his thumb sends you toppling over the edge yet again, your walls squeezing around him as his hips stall inside you. Releasing his grip from your throat, he leans forward to crash his lips onto yours, swallowing your moans as he continues his ministrations on your clit. Ropes of his hot release coat your inner walls as he groans into the kiss, your body shaking underneath him. Slowing down his pace, he helps your ride out your high, your head deep in subspace as light-headed ecstasy throbs through your veins. He places a gentle kiss to your cheek as he gently pulls his softening member from inside you. His thumb rubs over the darkened hickey spreading over your neck, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Oops."
A breathless laugh escapes you, your chest rising and falling heavily as you try to regain your breath. "Oh don't pretend like you didn't mean to do that." He grins, giving you a wink as he rolls to the side of you, pulling you to close to him. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. As long as everyone knows your mine." A throb floods your core at the last sentence. His. "Yours and no one else's, love." You confirm, placing your lips to his arm which had once again curled around your body.
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inatungulates · 2 months
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Antarctic killer whale Orcinus orca, attacking
Antarctic minke whale "Balaenoptera" bonaerensis
Observed by jands, CC BY-NC
Cosmopolitan hunters whose predatory deftness has enabled them to exploit many types of prey in many types of environments, killer whales Orcinus orca have diversified into a range of forms all over the world. These different ecotypes vary not only in prey preference, but also in social behavior, appearance, and genetic heritage -- while, at present, there is still only a single species of killer whale formally recognized, in reality the genus Orcinus surely consists of multiple species and multiple subspecies.
In the waters of the Antarctic, multiple types of killer whales can be found. The "Type A" Antarctic killer whale is a very large form with a "classic" coloration of bold black-and-white, a moderately-sized eye patch, a saddle patch, and no obvious dorsal cape -- similar to the well-known coastal killer whales of the North Atlantic and American West Coast. These Antarctic killers are mammal hunters, and the most abundant rorqual of the Southern Ocean, the Antarctic minke "Balaenoptera" bonaerensis, appears to be their favorite prey.
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bookguide · 3 months
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“You’ve no right to starve people, to punish them for no reason. No right to take away their life and freedom. Those are things everyone is born with, and they’re not yours for the taking. Winning a war doesn’t give you that right. Having more weapons doesn’t give you that right. Being from the Capitol doesn’t give you that right. Nothing does.”
— Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
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