#literally was getting friction burn on my fingers while making it

[sluttywoozi]

Interlude No. 1 | bsk x reader

Interlude No. 1: Inspired by these pics and me wanting to marry Boo Seungkwan

Rating: M (18+) | WC: 2.6k | Pairing: bsk x reader | Genre: smut

Warnings: semi public sex, limo sex, marriage kink, fingering, mouth covering, cum eating/swallowing, cum as lube, hand job, oral m. rec., finger sucking, they both cry 

Reader Notes: wears a dress, reader and kwan both wear makeup, has a vagina

“I can’t believe we did it,” Seungkwan pants ecstatically as he settles into the backseat of the limousine, clicking his seatbelt into place just as you do and grinning when he sees the partition is already up.  

“I know, we’re fucking married,” you send him a watery beam, leaning into his side when he raises his arm and letting your giggles bubble up when you see him tilt his head back and take a deep breath. That means he’s trying not to cry too, and while usually he’s open with his tears, you know that sometimes once he starts, he can’t stop. He must know this would be one of those times. 

Part of you wants to tease him, remind him how sweet his vows were and how very much you love him and how you can’t wait to spend your life with him, but you know that would make you cry too, and you don’t want to mess up your makeup any more than you want to mess up his. 

That thought flies out of the window as soon as he cups your face and presses his lips to yours, murmuring, “I’m your husband,” in between kisses. He seems frantic almost, sucking at your bottom lip before sinking his teeth into it, making you whimper and shift closer. 

You can’t get far with the seatbelt restricting you, and you’re about to depress the button to release it just as the limo pulls away from the venue. Seungkwan wouldn’t want you to be unsafe, so you move your hand away from the buckle and sink it into his hair instead, clenching your fingers in the silky locks when his lips move down to your neck. 

As it is, you’re just grateful you decided on the middle seat, wanting to be as close to him as possible. It’s paying off now, with the sucking kisses he’s laying on your throat and the hand resting on your knee. 

You changed into your reception dress before leaving the venue and that’s another thing you’re grateful for, because it gives Seungkwan even easier access to you. He doesn’t have to work your skirt up as much as he would have in your wedding dress, his fingers trailing along your inner thigh before you can even take another breath. 

“Can I make you cum, honey? Please? It’ll be hours before I can get my hands on you again,” he sounds like he’s in agony, like he’s burning for you, and it takes you little to no time to nod your head and spread your legs wider. 

He tugs your leg over his to open you up, making you gasp as you realize how wet your silk panties have grown. You gasp even louder when his hand covers you, his soft, warm palm pressing into your clit and his elegant fingers digging into your entrance. The silk is so fine and delicate, you can feel every touch like there’s nothing in between you, his hand grinding into your covered pussy as he murmurs in your ear. 

“Never gonna get rid of me now, honey.”

“So wet for your husband, aren’t you?”

“Gonna cum for me? Hm?”

The friction feels incredible, but it’s not enough, and you know he knows that. He’s just taunting you by asking if you’re going to cum for him, because you’re both well aware that you will, just not like this. 

“Kwannie, we don’t have enough time for you to fuck around,” you whine softly, glancing at the digital clock that rests above the partition. There’s only thirty five minutes left of the drive to the reception venue, he’ll need to get a move on if he wants any chance at getting his own release. 

“I’m not fucking around, honey. I’m enjoying you like you deserve,” he says in response, though he does listen to you in part by slipping his fingers under your panties and letting them glide along your cunt. 

“You have literally the rest of our lives to enjoy me. Please, just-”

A sharp whimper cuts off your words as he sinks two fingers deep inside of you, his knuckles flush to your pussy and his eyes locked with yours. “S’that what you wanted?”

His voice is hushed, deeper than usual, and it sends a shiver rolling down your spine just as he curls his fingers, the tips prodding into your sweet spot before you can even try to answer him. 

The pleasure gathering in your belly steals your words, but you don’t think he really expected an answer anyway. He knows it’s hard for you to put together sentences when he’s got part of himself inside of you, whether it’s his fingers, his tongue, or his cock. 

Fuck, his cock…

You want his cock so bad, your eyes flicking down and your hand releasing its death grip on your seatbelt to cover the growing bulge in his dress pants. You squeeze along his length, whimpering at the way he hardens under your touch, then whimpering again when he starts fucking his fingers in and out of you. 

He’s gentle at first, thrusting slowly and crooking his fingers on every stroke in, his thumb pressing down on your throbbing clit as he finds his rhythm. When you clumsily unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper to tug his cock out, his pace becomes punishing, like he’s trying to distract you from your endeavors. 

“Why won’t you let me…” You begin but don’t finish, breathless at the sensation of him sliding a third finger inside of you. 

“It’ll make a mess,” he sounds almost as ruined as you, making you drag your eyes back up to meet his, wanting to see his face as he takes you apart. 

He’s blushing, his dark brown hair messily falling over his forehead and his plush lips open as he takes in shuddering breaths. He’s so fucking pretty, your lovely, gorgeous, beautiful Seungkwan, your lovely, gorgeous, beautiful husband.

“What if I swallow?” You offer feebly, your words tinged with tears and desire as you grow closer and closer. 

“Maybe. You cum first, and then we’ll see,” he says, his voice tight and his fingers relentless. 

They’re barely fucking in and out of you now, just tapping and grinding into your g-spot as his thumb rubs tiny circles around your clit, and you can feel the waves as they lap at your shore, feel the heat stirring inside of you, every single touch stoking the fire. You try to keep your mouth closed, biting your lips and holding your tongue, knowing he usually makes you cum so loudly, the neighbors complain. 

You’re sure the kind elderly driver has heard (and seen) his share of escapades, but you don’t want to add yourself to the list. 

Unfortunately, you just don’t have enough self control to be quiet, your cries loud even with your efforts, so you take the hand of the arm wrapped around you and pull it up to cover your mouth. That’s the last indication you give that you’re teetering on the edge, though Seungkwan doesn’t need a sign to know that. 

He knows you inside and out, loves every single part of you, even (and maybe especially) the parts you used to try to hide from him. 

You don’t hide a thing now, and you never will again. 

That’s why it feels so right to shout into his palm as he pushes you into bliss, his fingers squelching inside of you and his thumb ruthless on your clit. Your hips buck into his hand, your body presses against the warmth of his, and your eyes squeeze shut, tears leaking out of the sides as you float away on cotton candy clouds. 

When you go limp against him and blink blearily, looking around the small space like you don’t know how you came to be there, he pulls his fingers out and slides them into his mouth, sucking your taste away like you’re something sweet to be savored. 

You come back online a bit when he removes his hand from your mouth, your eyes finding the clock. You should still have twenty minutes left to suck his dick and freshen up, and before he can even open his mouth to ask how you are, you’re turning and finishing your earlier task of pulling his dick out. 

He’s hard, so hard, and flushed at the tip, already leaking precum that you smear over his head and length, leaving him glistening in the low light of the limo. You try to bend down and swallow his cock, but the angle isn’t right with the seatbelt holding you back, so you dip your fingers between your legs to gather up your remaining arousal and use it to ease the glide of your hand on his dick. 

Seungkwan groans deeply, likely both at finally having some stimulation and at the fact that you’re using your own wetness as lube. He has great stamina so it usually takes a bit longer for him to cum, but already you can feel him twitching and pulsing in your hand. It brings a wicked little smile to your face, knowing you’ll undo him in half the time normally required, and with his competitive spirit, you’re glad he’s got his head tilted back and his eyes closed. 

If he saw the look on your face, he’d probably hold his orgasm back, just to show you he can. 

You feel the limo roll to a stop, but it doesn’t shift into park, and suddenly, there’s a voice over the intercom. 

“Ran into some traffic, folks. Looks like it’ll be an extra ten or so minutes, but I’ll get ya there, don’t you worry.”

You press the button and say brightly, “Thank you so much, Leonard!” before unbuckling your seatbelt and sliding onto the floor. 

“Honey, your dress will get dirty!” Seungkwan frets, his hands hovering over you as if he’s about to scoop you up and pull you into his lap. 

“I won’t be down here long,” you smile sweetly, leaning down to lick at the head of his cock before opening wide and working half of it into your mouth at once. He bites out muted curses, his knees spreading to make room for you and his hands clenching in his dress pants so they don’t mess up your hair. 

Your mouth is one of his weaknesses, he always breaks for you so quickly, always fills your throat with his cum and kisses you so tenderly after, making giving him head an experience almost as pleasurable for you as it is for him. 

The traffic means you can take your time, but you’d rather make him cum now and get fixed up so you can cuddle for a bit before the reception. You both tend to feel touchy and needy after sex, and though you know you’ll be together all night, you also know you won’t have a single free moment to yourselves until the party is over. 

So you suck harder, bob your head faster, use your hand to cover what your mouth can’t take. You moan around him, knowing he loves the vibrations, and take one of his hands from his knee to wrap it around your neck. 

You don’t want him to choke you (right now) but you do want him to feel himself move, feel your throat work around him, feel your sounds in more ways than one. He whimpers brokenly, gazing down at you with tears welling up in his eyes and his face tight with bliss. 

He’s trying to be quiet like you were, and you think he might be even worse at it, his cries loud against the quiet hum of the limo. You reach up to cover his mouth and he sucks two of your fingers between his lips instead, the wet heat of his tongue reminding you how it feels between your thighs and sending a zip of electricity down to your clit. 

You so wish you could climb up and sink down onto him, let him fill you up with his cock and his cum, but you don’t have a condom and you can’t have it leaking down your thighs while you celebrate with your family and friends. 

You can be content with swallowing. This time. 

It won’t be long, now, not with the way he’s bucking into your mouth in little thrusts, or the way his cock is jerking and spitting precum, or the way he’s groaning around your fingers, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes to settle in the creases of his lips. 

“Cum,” you moan, or try to, around his throbbing dick, and that’s enough for him. 

He stubbornly keeps his eyes on you even as his head tilts back and your fingers nearly slip from his mouth, his hips rolling up and sending his cock just a little bit further down your throat before white hot cum starts to spill out. You can’t taste it, he’s in too deep for that, but you can feel it as it drips down your esophagus, your throat opening and closing around him as you swallow and swallow and swallow him down. 

He was near silent this time, somehow, and when you notice how red he’s getting, you realize it’s because he was holding his breath to hold his noises in. His lips part so he can gasp for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he blinks down at you, the look in his eye telling you he wants to ask Leonard to take you straight home. 

Sometimes Seungkwan gets a little… territorial, covetous, over you after he cums, and as he reaches down for you, you feel the limo lurch forward, nearly sending you face first into his softening dick. 

You climb back up onto the middle seat and reach for your bag before buckling your seatbelt back up, digging through to find what you need. 

You’ve got tissues and wipes to clean yourselves up with, plus makeup and a mirror for necessary touch ups (and some gum, thank goodness). You pass a wipe and tissue over to Seungkwan, but he just stares at you blankly, apparently still too out of his head to figure out what to do with them. You shake your head with a fond smile, gently wiping his cock down and drying it off before tucking it back into his pants, redoing them carefully and smoothing out the wrinkles he’d pinched into them. 

You clean yourself up next with a quick swipe between your legs, balling up the used tissues and wipes and putting them in the trash can inset in the limo door. Popping some gum into your mouth and then Seungkwan’s to get rid of the scent of bodily fluids, you glance over his face, noting that he should be fine with just a light reapplication of his cushion foundation and some setting powder. 

You take care of him without thinking about it, fixing his makeup and then his hair before moving on to yourself. He won’t stop staring at you, his eyes misty again and his mouth wobbling. 

“I love you so much,” he mumbles, watching as you restore your own appearance to its pre-interlude state. 

“I love you,” you whisper, pressing your minty lips to his and settling back into his side when he lifts his arm for you. Soon enough, you’ll roll up to your wedding reception and enter as the Boos, but for now, you’re you and he’s him, and that’s all you could ever need. 

AN: i love boo seungkwan that is all i have to say about this

jk! i'm thinking about doing a less formal series of interludes like this, little breaks of fluff and smut in between big life events. i think it could be fun and a way to write more with less pressure! feel free to send in asks with ideas and i'll start keeping a list 💖

My Masterlist

#svthub #k vanity #✨em’s interludes✨ #seventeen smut #svt smut #boo seungkwan smut #seungkwan smut #kpop smut #boo seungkwan x reader #seungkwan x reader #seungkwan x you #seungkwan x y/n #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #seventeen x y/n #seventeen fic #seungkwan imagines #seungkwan scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt imagines #svt fanfic #svt x reader #kpop imagine #kpop oneshots #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfic #✨emily writes✨

[eddiemunsonswhxre]

bookworm / eddie munson

masterlist

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

one shot

cw: fem!reader, smut (obvi), pet names (sweetheart, babe), little bit of calling eddie sir, dom!eddie, spanking, thigh riding, orgasm denial, oral (f recieving), fingering, sex, choking, degradation, praise, slight size kink/eddie making you feel him in your stomach (technically), bit of a breeding kink

eddie catches you reading a not so innocent book and tries to replicate it for you

-

  the sound of eddie strumming his guitar filled the space of his bedroom as you sat propped against his wall. as usual, your nose was buried in a book as the world around you faded away. while eddie was trying to figure out a verse for one of the new songs for corroded coffin, you were in new york city.

  metaphorically, obviously.

  you were a privileged rich girl who never lifted a finger who met a very attractive, slightly older man who worked hard his whole life to become a multi millionaire. when seeing how much of a spoiled brat you were, the man decided he needed to teach you a couple lessons. and oh shit was it good.

  you had a bit of a problem with inserting yourself into books. obviously your name wasn’t gigi hendricks and you were far from a rich girl living in the big apple, but really what was the harm?

  when you came up on a scene that was definitely spicy, you debated putting the book down until you got home. but the way this author wrote was addicting. the foreplay was very detailed, the man being so very teasing and you couldn’t lie the thought of being spanked like that turned you on.

  you sucked your bottom lip into your mouth as he began rubbing her through her panties, degrading her as she got wetter and wetter. she was begging for more friction, but he only allowed her to grind on his thigh.

  eddie sighed as he decided he needed a break if he was going to get anywhere with this verse. he looked over to you to ask if you wanted to go rent a movie or something but you were engulfed in the book. he furrowed his brows as he saw your lip in your mouth, chewing on it. your eyes were widened, pupils expanded as you scanned the page. he put his guitar down on the floor while watching you closely.

  he noticed you unconsciously rub your thighs together and slightly roll your hips and his eyes widened. no way his best friend was turned on in his bed right now. he decided this could be his shot to make all his fantasies come true, so he leaned towards you. “whatcha reading, sweetheart?” eddie smirked, watching you jump at his voice.

  “my book?” you questioned, cheeks burning.

  eddie rolled his eyes. “no shit, y/n. what’s it about?” he asks, watching you tense up.

  your mind blanks for a second. you could not tell your best friend you were reading literal porn. “uh, it’s a romance. enemies to lovers type stuff,” you shrug, trying to play it off.

  eddie eyes you for a moment and the lunges for you, trying to grab the book. you scream in surprise and turn, holding it close to your chest. “eddie!” you yell as he climbs on top of you, trying to grab it.

  “let me see!” he yells, trying to pry your fingers off it. you won’t let go, so he reaches down to tickle your side. it catches you off guard, enough so that he can take the book from your hold. he sits up, using one hand to bat yours away as he brings the book up to his face all while straddling you. 

  you panic, embarrassment flooding you. “eddie, stop. don’t read it,” you beg but eddie already is. 

  eddie smiles evilly at you before looking back to the book. he clears his throat and you try hitting him in the chest. “my hot arousal drips from my desperate hole, soaking my black lace panties. adam watches me with an unimpressed look as i shamelessly grind against his clothed thigh, my bud begging for any attention. i let out helpless whimpers into his ear, hoping he’ll just give in and fuck me like the bad girl i am,” eddie recites, watching you cover your face with your hands. 

  he skims a couple paragraphs before reading again. “he slides my drenched panties down my legs at an agonizing pace before slipping them into the pocket of his suit pants. ‘you won’t be getting those back,’ he purrs as his soft hands spread my legs. i reveal my glistening pussy to him and he lets out a hum of approval. ‘so wet for me, huh whore?’ he teases, running a finger through my folds as i shiver. he lowers himself to his knees, making his face level with my pussy. ‘please, sir, please,’ i beg, trying to push my hips towards his awaiting mouth. he gives me a stern look and i think he’s going to stop, but then his hot mouth is closing around my throbbing clit,” eddie reads off, his dick hardening a bit at the story. he looks down at you, covering your face in embarrassment. what he can’t see, is you clenching your legs together to try and get some relief. 

  “damn, sweetheart. this is the shit you read?” he asks, trying to grab your attention.

  you shake your head and whine, “eds.” he only smirks at your words.

  eddie scans you, debating his next words carefully. “what were you thinking, reading this shit in my room, huh? you think i wouldn’t notice you rubbing your legs together, eyes blown wide because you’re so obviously horny?” he tsks, dropping the book next to him and placing his hands on your sides. “c’mon, sweetheart, look at me,” he coos. you shake your head no and he just tsks in disapproval. “you know how turned on i am right now, y/n? my favorite girl, reading actual porn, on my bed? it’s like you were asking for me to do something about it,” he teases, hands sensually rubbing up and down your sides, stopping just below your breasts.

  “i-i wasn’t,” you mutter, peeking at him through your fingers. 

  he meets your eyes, just for you to close them again. eddie leans down, lowering his lips to your ear. “do you want me to?” he whispers, pouring every final ounce of confidence into the question.

  you completely freeze under him, and eddie is ready to pull off and apologize for crossing a boundary. “i-i,” you stutter, your hands falling slowly from your face. eddie pushes himself up enough to look at you as you scan his face. “you’d want to?” to ask, voice catching in your throat.

  eddie chuckles, his hair brushing against your cheeks. “don’t want to make you uncomfortable, sweetheart, but i’ve wanted to for a long time,” he admits and your eyes widen. “but hey, if this is too much, tell me now. i don’t mind, i’ll get up and we can pretend this never happened, okay?” he says quickly.

  it’s silent between the both of you for a moment. eddie is holding his breath as your brain is trying to process everything. “eddie,” you breath out, hands slightly shaking as you press them to his chest.

  eddie thinks you’re about to shove him off of you but he nods. “yeah, babe?” he asks hoarsely.

  you flick your gaze between his eyes before taking a breath. “do something about it,” you say. eddie inhales sharply, but the second it processes he’s diving down to connect your lips.

  you moan into it, hands fisting his shirt as you try and pull him closer. your lips move in tandem, soft noises filling the air around you. eddie sighs into your mouth from pleasure of this finally happening before sliding his tongue across your bottom lip. you part your lips for him, gliding your tongue out to pass along his. your breathing picks up as eddie moves one leg from its position straddling you to nudge your knees apart. you comply with no hesitation so eddie can move fully between your legs. 

  you weren’t able to rub them together anymore, so you were just begging for some friction. “want me to do what they did in that book? or you want me differently? tell me, sweetheart,” eddie asked between kisses. you pulled him back in, drunk of his lips. the both of you had imagined this for so so long and now that you had it you didn’t want to go too fast.

  when you finally pull away you take a moment to catch your breath. “i-i guess like the book… but i don’t know what happens after, well, where you stopped,” you stutter.

  eddie smirks at your nervousness. “gusss while you grind on my thigh like a little whore i have some reading to do,” he observes and you gasp. “how’s it start, babe? mind telling me?” he asks, pushing some of your hair back.

  you feel warmth further flood your face as you think of the beginning of the chapter. you gnaw know your bottom lip before pulling him down so you could hide in his neck. “he-he makes her take her clothes off and then he um, he spanks her…” you mutter pathetically.

  eddie grunts at your words, forehead falling against your collarbone. “fuck, baby, is that what you want? you want me to spank you?” he asks, his hand on your hip digging further into your hip bone.

  you close your eyes in embarrassment. “i think i-i might like it,” you whisper. eddie pulls back to look at you so he can look in your eyes while getting confirmation.

  “you wanna try? if you don’t like it you can just tell me to stop and i will. but don’t push yourself, you can always find this out another time,” he say, thumb massaging your hip bone.

  you scan his face as you debate it before you nod. “i want to,” you confirm and eddie squeezes his eye shut.

  he sits back on his knees and grabs your arms to pull you into a sitting position. “okay, fuck, get those clothes off, just like the book,” he instructs and you nod. he watches as you pull your shirt over your head and bites his lips as he sees your bra. he moves back, allowing you to kick off your jeans and then you’re looking at him expectantly. “just taking a second to look at you, sweetheart,” he mumbles, scanning your body. sure he’d seen you in a bikini before, but your bikini wasn’t satin. you wore a basic black bra with a little bow in the front, and the sexist pair of red satin panties eddie thinks he’s ever seen. 

  “how do you… want me?” you ask hesitantly, crossing your arms at your waist. “in the book they uh,” you trail, looking away from him, “she’s over his desk but…” you trail off once again.

  eddie nods in understanding. “not so intense?” he questions and you nod. he moves more to the center of his bed and pats his thighs. “i want you to lay over my lap, that way if you don’t like it we won’t have to do too much to get you out of it,” he says and you nod. you carefully crawl over to him, ignoring the guttural groan that leaves his throat as you do so. you lay yourself over him and take a deep breath.

  one of his hands rests on the small of your back and you close your eyes shut. “don’t be nice,” you breathe and eddie lets out a low moan.

  he grabs a handful of your asscheek and squeezes it. “you really are dirty, huh?” he questions, digging his nails into the plump skin of your ass. you feel more arousal shoot to your core at his words. “such a fucking slut, reading such terrible things infront of me. i think you’ve been a bad girl, don’t you agree?” he continues, moving to grope your other cheek. you let out a small whine and nod your head.

  “mm and bad girls get punished, don’t they?” he asks, snapping the waistband of your panties.

  “yes,” you moan and stick your ass up the slightest bit. eddie rubs your ass soothingly before pulling his hand back. he lets his hand fly back down, not as hard as he could and watches you jolt. he rubs his hand over where he smacked as you rub your thighs together. “good,” you moan causing eddie to smirk.

  he lands another smack on your ass before talking again. “what a whore, liking her damn punishment,” he groans, smacking you again. he landed a few more on you until your ass was pleasantly red. “sit up for me?” he asks even though it’s more of a demand. 

  you do as told and eddie pulls you to straddle his right thigh. “good so far?” he asks, checking in. you nod and rest your hands on his shoulders. he leans in, one hand holding your face as he pulls you in for another kiss. you sigh happily into his mouth as eddie thinks. 

  how was this really happening? why did he never think you’d be into kinks? what else was in this book? fuck, what else was he gonna be able to do to you? 

  eddie’s other hand blindly reaches back to fumble around for the book as you deepen the kiss. he finally grabs it, pulling it towards him as he breaks the kiss. “i think i have some reading to do,” he says, opening the book to where he left off. your breath catches in your throat as he flips to the right page. he begins reading for a moment before looking up at you. “now, sweetheart, i know there’s something you’re supposed to be doing. get to it,” he says and you gasp in a breath. he smirks at the reaction you give his words and wraps one of his long arms around your waist. 

  you drop down onto his thigh, situating yourself as he comfortingly rubs your back. you watch him skim over the pages as you begin rocking your hips against his jeans. “oh, oh shit,” you mutter as you feel your wetness soak through your underwear. eddie smirks but doesn’t look at you, just lazily resting his hand on your back as if you weren’t grinding on his leg. 

  you think it turned you on more. the fact that eddie was fully clothed, not even looking at you as he read a book with his hand holding your back so gently while you made a mess on his jeans. your jaw falls open as the roughness of his jeans drags along your clit, the friction making small waves of pleasure flood your pussy. 

  eddie removes his hand from your back to turn the page quickly before replacing it. you press yourself harder against him, the drag against your swollen clit making you let out a moan. you didn’t know if you were meant to cum like this, but if eddie took too long you might. 

  your hips picked up speed, small gasps and moans leaving your lips as you kept your eyes on eddie. his eyes though are trained on the words on the pages, his dick growing harder at the sounds of your moans as he reads what he’s gonna do to you.

  “mm, honey, i don’t know if i’ll be able to follow this 100%,” eddie says as he skims a particular paragraph.

  you blink heavily, trying to clear your mind enough to talk. “that’s okay, but why?” you ask, your sentence punctuated with a moan as eddie begins bouncing his leg. 

  eddie chuckles at your response to him moving his leg but takes a handful of your ass to better hold you in place. “well,” he begins, lowering the book to look at you. he smiles at your lip between your teeth as you look at him with begging eyes. “i don’t have a vibrator, for one,” he shrugs innocently as you feel a pit in your stomach. you had one. if only you were at your house, damnit. “we also can’t have someone walk in as i’m fucking you from behind,” he squeezes your ass causing you to yelp but jolt yourself faster against him. 

  eddie picks the book back up, looking away from you with struggle as your head falls back in pure bliss. broken moans leave your lips as you feel yourself climbing the tower to your orgasm. “eddie,” you moan, clit throbbing against him.

  he stiffens at the sound of his name, cock straining against his jeans. “better slow down, baby. you can’t cum yet,” he says, tapping your bottom as you let out a whine. 

  “eds, please,” you whimper as you nestle your head into his neck. 

  he thought about it, but he wanted to stick as close as he could to the story. “i said no,” he says sternly, pulling his hand back to smack your ass. you let out a small yelp and try to slow your hips. “hmph yeah, can’t do that either,” he mumbles to himself as he finishes up the chapter.

  you try and lift yourself off his thigh but he slams you right back down. “wh-what?” you ask, trying to focus on that instead of you nearing the edge of your orgasm you couldn’t have. 

  eddie closes the book, tossing it so it lands on his bedside table. his now free hand grabs the back of your neck, pulling you out from hiding in his. “i can’t cum inside you if we’re doing it raw,” he says casually, pushing some of the hair stuck to your face with sweat behind your ears.

  “hnuh,” you moan, thighs clamping around eddie’s thigh at that. he looks at you in surprise.

  his hands now rest on your hips as he looks at you with a teasing smile. “oh? you want that, huh?” he asks, using his hands to pull you against his thigh.

  you shudder, closing your eyes to will away the orgasm. “you ca-can though. please,” you beg and eddie just shakes his head.

  he can’t lie that he wants to, shit of course he does. but the consequences were too big of a risk. “no, sweetheart. sadly, i’m not going to fill that sweet cunt of yours with cum,” he explains and you really clamp down on him.

  “but, i'm on the, oh fuck, i’m on birth control,” you say, stilling yourself because you were way too close. 

  eddie’s brows raise at that, he didn’t know you were. “oh, well then i guess i’ll think about it,” he says nonchalantly. “can you lay down on the bed for me?” he asks carefully. 

  you nod, climbing off him and towards the head of the bed. you heard eddie groaned and turned back to look at him. “what?” you ask, mildly concerned. 

  eddie bites his lip and scoots towards you. he grabs one of your hands and places it on his thigh where you were just sat. “feel that?” he whispers. you suck in a breath as he pushes your fingers into the wet patch you’d created. “so horny that you ruined my jeans, how disgusting,” he taunts playfully. 

  “then take them off,” you suggest timidly.

  eddie’s eyes darken and he takes you by the wrist. “you’re not the one giving the orders. you do as i say. behave,” he says, causing you to shiver.

  “s-sorry,” you stutter and then he’s pushing you down. 

  he climbs up your body, leaning down to kiss you once again. this one doesn’t last nearly as long as the others as he pulls away to begin leaving slow kisses along your jaw. “s’okay sweet girl, you didn’t know. now you do, and you know how to act now, don’t you?” he teases between kisses.

  you nod, one hand coming to cradle the back of his head. “yes,” you whimper as he begins sucking your skin.

  “mm-mm, yes what? c’mon, sweetheart, i know you read it,” he says, pulling away from your neck.

  you let out a shaky breath. “yes, sir,” you say and eddie smiles.

  “there you go,” he mutters before diving back into your neck. you moan as he sucks dark hickies into your skin, gradually moving lower. when he reaches your bra line, he kisses along it before sliding one hand along the band and around your back. “up a little, baby,” he says through his kisses. you comply, pushing yourself up enough so he can undo the clasp. he slipped your bra off and then sat up to admire your tits. he lightly ran his fingers over them, using his thumbs to tease your nipples. “beautiful,” he mumbled to himself before leaning back down to continue his trail of kisses. 

  his lips travel down the valley of your breasts, over your stomach and then he’s kissing and sucking at your inner thighs. you hold them open wide for him, pussy clenching at his proximity. “sir, please,” you whimper as you feel his hot breath ghost your core. 

  eddie continues teasing you, pressing his lips ever so softly over your panties. “so wet, i can taste you already,” he murmurs against your underwear and your toes curl. you let out a moan as he sucks on the fabric above your clit, sucking your juices from the material. he sits up, quickly tugging your underwear off and throwing them behind him. “oh you’re in for it now, sweetheart,” he mutters, thumb sliding through your arousal before circling your clit as he watches, mesmerized.

  your hips jolt against him as you squeeze his sheets. he realizes your need and moves back down, settling between your legs. he grabs your thighs, hooking them over his shoulders before leaning in to lick a long stripe up your center while keeping eye contact.

  he repeated his actions, going at an agonizing pace. his tongue teases your entrance before gliding up to just below your clit. you whine as he pulls back, licking his lips of your arousal. before you can voice a complaint he’s back, this time wrapping his lips around your clit. “fuck,” you yell out as he sucks the sensitive bundle into his mouth. 

  your scream only makes him cockier, taking his mouth off you just to repeat the process. “so eager,” he mumbles into your heat before his tongue is licking fat, fast stripes over your clit.

  you reach down, grabbing his hair in your hands as you push yourself onto his face. he moans in surprise, the vibration making you tremble. he keeps his eyes up, watching you struggle against his mouth. 

  eddie doesn’t think he’s ever seen a more erotic image in his life. the way your breasts heaved with each breath, eyes going from him to clamped shut with your head thrown back as the prettiest noises left your lips. if he was to truly follow the book, he wasn’t even supposed to let you cum. but he wanted you to cum. he didn't think you'd mind.

  “you wanna cum, sweetheart?” he asked as a particularly loud moan leaves your lips.

  you shudder against him as he places sloppy kisses on your clit. “please,” you whimper. how bad would eddie be to deny you when you’d asked so nicely?

  he gripped your thighs harder, yanking your body as close to his mouth as he could as he began rapidly flicking his tongue across you. you gasped, grinding against his face as you felt the buildup begin. eddie didn’t slow down for a second until you moans turned into high pitched whines. “that’s it, cum on my face, baby,” he moans into your pussy and then grabs your clit with his lips. 

  you tense up as he sucks, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. “eddie, oh fuck,” you scream as your legs shake, orgasm rolling through you. eddie swears he could almost bust in his pants right about now as he lets you ride out your orgasm. he licks up all of your release that he can before pushing himself up to meet you.

  he smiles as your shaky hands release his hair and instead press on his chest. “hi, sweetheart,” he says as he strokes your cheek. 

  you lean into it, still catching your breath. “hi,” you breath, eyes wide as you come down from your high.

  eddie captures your lips in his once again and you sigh. he distracts you with his mouth and the suddenly his fingers are invading your sensitive folds. you gasp against him as he presses two fingers inside you slowly. “here’s where i'm supposed to torture you with that vibrator we don’t have, so if it’s okay with you i’d like to just fuck you. take a rain check for the other maybe?” he suggests, curling his fingers inside of you.

  “mhm, rain check, yeah,” you mumble before pulling him back in for a kiss. eddie chuckles and continues stretching you out for him. 

  he pulls back, pulling off his shirt. “can't exactly take you over my desk, so i need you on your hands and knees,” eddie says as he undoes his belt so he can pull off his jeans and boxers. you get into the position he asked for and he was soon making his way back on the bed. “good choice, sweetheart,” he chuckled. you furrowed your eyebrows and went to ask what he meant but then you saw it. you’d placed yourself right in front of eddie’s mirror.

  you went to make a remark, but all that came out was a moan as eddie slid his cock through your wetness. “shit,” you whimpered as his head slid over your super sensitive clit. eddie raised a brow at your response and in turn smacked his tip against your clit a few more times. “oh, fuck, uh,” you muttered to yourself as you jolted with each contact.

  “baby’s so sensitive huh?” he coos, wetting his cock through your pussy lips once again. “hm, guess that’s what you get for being a whore,” he huffs and then he’s slipping his cock inside of you.

  you immediately tighten around his tip in surprise as a gasp leaves your mouth. you relax, letting him push into you. without warning, he lands a firm smack on your ass causing you to unintentionally thrust back onto him. he grunts, gripping your hips tightly as he buries himself inside you. “eddie,” you whine, clenching around him.

  eddie bites his lip, closing his eyes at the feeling of you wrapped around him. “fuck, y/n, you feel that?” he asks hoarsely. you whimper in response. “feel me, deep inside your pussy. shit, you bad fucking girl,” he continues, beginning to draw his hips back slowly. “how’s it feel knowing your best friend fills you up this good, all because you wanted to be naughty and read porn right in front of him?” he grunted and then snapped his hips forward.

  “fuck, eddie, always wanted this,” you moan, feeling the way his cock stretches you. the way every vein presses against your velvety walls that keep sucking him in.

  eddie pulls his hips back again slowly, all the way until just his tip is left inside. “always huh? wanting to get ruined by the freak, fuck baby, if only they knew,” he thrusts hard and deep into you, causing you to let out an almost scream, “you’re a fucking freak too.”

  he pulled his hips back, not waiting until he’s snapping them back into you and starting a steady pace. your tits jiggle under you with each thrust, eddie enjoying the view through the mirror. eddie groans as he realizes you’re rocking back to meet his thrusts. he doesn’t think he can last long, not with everything before this so he just had to make you cum one more time.

  he trails his hand up your back, leaning over you as he kept up with his thrusts. when his hand reaches your shoulder, it slides to your neck. you gasp as he pulls you up quickly, fingers closing over the sides of your throat.

  your mouth falls open as you lock around his cock. “you like that, you like me choking you?” eddie grunts in your ear.

  “yes, sir,” you gasp, his rings making indents in your neck.

  eddie moved her other hand down to your clit and begins toying with it to try and bring you closer to your orgasm. “look at yourself, look in the mirror. you see my cock? slipping into you so easy because you’re soaked? fuck you see how beautiful you are? damnit y/n,” eddie grunts, rubbing right circles on your clit.

  you moan, head falling back against his shoulders. “i’m gonna cum,” you moan, the new angle and his fingers sending you towards the edge. 

  eddie speeds up his thrusts and fingers, ready to release himself. “cum, cum on my cock,” he moans. you claw at his arms as you let out a scream, vision going white as you tremble in his arms.

  an abundance of your arousal gushes out of you, slipping down eddie’s cock. his fingers never let up on your clit as his thrusts become more sporadic. you pussy sucks him back in, clenching tightly around him as you ride out your high. “fuck, i’m gonna cum, gonna cum inside you, pretty girl,” eddie groans and then he’s releasing hot ropes deep inside you. he shudders as he messily thrusts through both of your highs.

  when you finally start to regain conscious thoughts, eddie is still inside you. he’s now caressing your body as his arms are wrapped tightly around you and his head is resting on your shoulder. “look, baby,” eddie mumbles in your ear and points to the mirror. you do as he says and watches his hand travel to your lower stomach. he presses down on it and you feel just how far his cock is up inside you. you moan as he presses on it, fluttering around him. “wanna keep my cum in you all day, send you out to the store, no one would know that you’ve got my cum coating your panties and that you’re all mine,” he mutters in your ear, kissing the shell of it everyone once in a while.

  “jesus christ,” you moan, closing your eyes at the thought. eddie finally lays you back down and pulls out of you, going to grab a damp rag to clean you up. once you’re all cleaned off eddie climb on top of you again, this time his blanket covering your frame. “eds,” you giggle as he kisses your face.

  he picks up the book you were reading and holds it for you to see. “now whenever you read this, you’ll have to think of me,” he says, knowing you never read a book just once. you shiver at his words but then he’s setting it back down. 

  he places his lips to yours once more, this time much softer and sweeter than the others. “you read any other scenes we need to act out?” he asks when he pulls away.

  you roll your eyes and playfully push his face to the side. “not today,” you say quietly with a smile.

  “i can live with that,” eddie whispers, placing a kiss on your nose.

#stranger things eddie #stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie #eddie munson smut #eddie stranger things #st4 #eddie munson x reader #smut #stranger things smut

[asimpwithfreetime]

Jake Sully and how he is like (in bed) with a shy! fem! Human reader

Tumblr has officially become my #1 enemy since it finds it funny to mess up ALL my drafts. I am no longer writing directly on it and I am using my notes app. It is the THIRD time that I try to make this and I hope it works.

If it messes up my copy paste from the notes app I am literally going to go crazy and burn their office down. (For legal reasons, that is a joke)

Content warnings: this is smut! Please if you feel uncomfortable with this type of content, skip it. You might find content more suitable on my Masterlist.

General warnings: dirty talking, Jake Sully eating pussy (has been proven you guys like it), Jake being a teaser, smut

Nsfw under the cut!

Jake ADORES how shy you are. How you accept his advances but all blushy and nervous. How you squirm under his intense stares is something he cannot get enough of.

He also loves the height difference, how he can easily tower over you and make you seem all small. He loves how fidgety you get when suddenly his attention is on you.

He will playfully wrap his tail around your waist or slightly touch your thighs with it, knowing how worked up you’ll get.

He is easygoing so he won’t push you too much, but he does like teasing you a little bit. He knows how easy it is to tease you.

Now, he will always start by eating you out. Literally he loves to have you squirming as he holds you down by your tights and how pitiful you sound while he laps at your juices and sucks your clit.

Have you stuttering and blushing when you look down and see him making you face ride him. The way you shyly roll your hips to get more friction even if you are saying that it is embarrassing.

He will definitely love it.

Then, when he is thrusting into you he will purr and moan softly into your ears, so you get more embarrassed. And maybe coo at you asking “Does this feel so good, sweetheart?”.

If you answer with whines and moans he will start teasing you. Licking your neck and sucking at your pulse points, moving slower and thrusting just as much to tease you and he would use his slender fingers to play with your clit. “Now, babygirl, you gotta use your words for that” his ruff voice would softly demand.

Overall, he almost gets off from teasing you.

If you respond with moans or whining he will start teasing you, moving slower and using one of his slender fingers to push against your clit. “Ah-ah-ah, you gotta use your words, atta girl” he would laugh wholeheartedly seeing the whiny mess you would become.

Overall, loves teasing but is still gentle on his girl.

#avatar james cameron #avatar x reader #avatar #avatar 2 #jake sully #dilf jake sully #Jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #avatar smut

[abiiors]

autumn mornings 🍂 // matty healy x reader

promptober '23 - day 7

a/n: @kscheibles suggested i should try somno so here it is 🤭 cw: smut, somno (consensual is implied), handjobs lol, thigh riding if you squint wc: 900

all you know is the chirping of birds and the warmth of matty’s body as you snuggle into his chest. you have absolutely no intention of leaving his side or this duvet before at least 10 in the morning, later even, if he decides to bring you breakfast in bed. but for now, all you can focus on is the even rise and fall of his chest, his messy curls that lightly tickle your face and…

matty squirms against you just as you’re counting your blessings, mumbling something in his sleep. at first you’re annoyed at him for disturbing your peace, about to tell him to be still, until you listen closely to what he’s saying. 

“fuck, darling…” he mumbles, practically moaning your name right after. it’s so soft that you absolutely would have missed it had you not listened to him closely. 

“mmm, please,” he continues, still squirming in his sleep. well, not squirming per se. you now recognise that what he’s doing is subtly thrusting his hips. 

amusement washes over you a moment after the realisation hits. he’s having a wet dream. about you. you know what you’ll find if you trail your fingers down his chest and over his joggers. and you also know how he’s woken you up multiple times with his mouth between your legs. and now you get to return the favour, with the added bonus of—literally—making his dreams come true. 

you find the drawstrings of his joggers, loosening them quickly as his hips jerk under your touch. in his sleep, matty lets out a moan the second your hand slides inside the waistband of his underwear to find him already hard and dripping with precum. 

“please…” he whispers again, breathing sharply as your hand wraps around his base. 

in your hands matty is so reactive, bucking his hips before you’ve even stroked him properly, or spread his precum around his length. his eyes flutter, he’s almost awake but you shush him quickly.

“go back to sleep, baby,” you breath near his ears, pressing featherlight kisses on his jaw as he hums happily. “you’re still dreaming. dreaming about me.”

“dreaming…” he mumbles and groans lightly when your thumb grazes his slit. even when he’s half asleep, matty somehow manages to be the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen—gasping just the right way, that has you rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. 

you pepper a few more kisses on his jaw, tangling your legs with his, all while your hand moves up and down his length under the duvet, occasionally squeezing his balls that has him sucking in sharp breaths through his teeth. 

matty moans your name, eyelids fluttering. 

“fucking hell!” his breaths come in faster, back arching off the bed the faster you stroke him. he sounds so filthy and hot that can’t help but grind lightly on his thigh, enjoying the way the material of his joggers feels against all your senstative areas. the friction makes you moan, makes you jerk him off faster.

your body burns with the need to feel him buried deep inside you, to feel his hips knocking into yours at a bruising pace, and to hear all the praise that falls so carelessly off his lips. a whimper escapes you as you grind faster on his thigh and stroke him harder. 

he’s already twitching in your hands, so hot and heavy and almost awake now judging by the way his moans and curses sound clearer but matty still hasn’t fully opened his eyes. they’re still half-lidded, hooded with lust and practically rolling to the back of his head as pleasure courses through his entire body. 

“matty,” you moan in his ear, running your thumb over his sensitive slit, “need you to cum for me, baby. cum all over my hand. and then i need you to eat me out till i see stars okay?”

he nods fervently, legs spasming till that one vein on his underside pulsates before you feel warm cum gushing down your hand. it’s sticky and hot and filthy—exactly how you like it, exactly how you want him to feel every single time. 

matty cums so hard, he wakes himself up, blinking at the bright light and whimpering slightly when your fingers brush against his now oversensative tip. 

he’s breathing hard when he turns to look at you, eyes wide and no longer soft and sleepy. instead he looks properly fucked out. 

“oh my god…” is all he can say while you bring your cum covered hand in front of you, sticking the fingers in your mouth and swirling your tongue around them, moaning around them until matty has you flipped on your back and pinned under him. 

“you were having a nice dream,” you tease while he catches his breath, “so i thought i’d make it come true.”

“i was having a very nice dream,” he smirks, lowering to capture your mouth a searing kiss that leaves you wanting for so much than moments before. the ache between your legs feels desperate and urgent and he knows it. knows exactly what makes your body tick. 

“don’t think i didn’t hear what you said.”

“oh, i'm counting on it,” your voice comes out breathy as his hand drifts between your legs. 

his dark eyes stare into yours, full of lust and mischief and a promise of what’s to come. “now how about i make your dreams come true?”

lemme know what you think <33

taglist: @scooby-doodoo, @partoftheairforce, @justgoatsbreakinghearts0855@beachesgetpeaches, @you-muppet, @mcabister, @alexmarie29, @at-her-very-foreign, @hfkait, @squishysoupy@sierraeslaprincesa@harrie-fic-center @alien-girl-violet@thereisaplaceintheheart @kennedy-brooke @lolidontknowanymore @theoriginalwhatsername@celestcies@sugarkane1001 @ari-turner @thewaywewereinsaigon @daphnesutton @beliefandsayingsomething @ros3chu @nothingrevealedeverythingdenied

add yourself to the taglist

#i'm not really here. this is queued :) #promptober75 #the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty x reader #matty x you #the 1975 fic #matty healy smut #smut writing #minors do not interact #the 1975 smut #ross macdonald #george daniel #adam hann

[ivy-post]

her fingers!

Bada lee x fem reader

wc: 0.7k

warning: fingering, praise kink, pet names(literally just pretty & pretty)

Bada had offered to take you to work. you knew she had to go to work too, but she insisted to take you convincing you it was ethical to carpool. rambling about how Seoul is already flooded with pollution, carpooling was one way to help better the air. getting in to the car. turning the wheel with just her palm as she backs out the drive way. feeling slightly aroused. Bada doesn’t know this, and knowing it would only result in her teasing you, doing it more often just to watch you squirm. Her other unoccupied hand makes it’s way to rest on your thigh, gently squeezing the flesh. only to rub soothing circles on them afterwards. the rest of the ride is silent with some random r&b station playing lowly in the background.

you sigh contently looking out the window. strangers watching you gives you anxiety during stop lights. thankfully, her car windows are tinted. which you love because you can see out, but they can’t see in. looking over to her you see her pretty face. She looks so good like this. Her signature lopsided grin. brows furrowed in concentration. hair slightly long and wet. you move from her face to her arms. although her swf days were over, she still kept a good built figure due to her dancing . arms toned well enough. your eyes trailing down, finally landing on her hands . one out of your many favorite body parts of her. the way her thumb sticks out while the rest of her fingers are gripping the wheel. thumb stroking over the wheel. 

the familiar feeling of arousal starts to erupt in you. her hand still resting on your thigh you subtly cross your legs, squeezing them to get some relieve from the friction you desperately need. Bada isn’t oblivious to this she knows you well enough to know what’s going on. eyes still on the road she decides to ask “what’s on your mind pretty girl?” you feel your face burn. “n-nothing” you stutter out. “you sure because it sure seems like your a little antsy” she teases.“yes. it’s nothing, don’t worry about it” briefly taking her eyes off the road to look at you. “so you’re telling me if I trail my fingers upwards I won’t find your panties soaking?” your eyes widen. She chuckles “thought so.”

as her eyes stay on the road you feel her hand trail upwards near your cloth core. hand going under the skirt you’re wearing. you feel the hairs on your skin stand up. chills going down your spine. fingers finally find the damp spot he knew was there. “well would you look at that. you’re soaking” she teases. you whimper as her hands ghost over your pussy. “now tell me. what has you like this pretty ?” you are in agony as you’re desperate to feel her fingers touch you. “hands.” you whimper. “your hands.”

She is intrigued to say the least. surely not the response she thought, but she is glad that just her hands makes you want to cum. “my hands?” She questions. you whine “Yes, ‘Bada your hands. the way you grip the wheel. want your hands to grip me. want your fingers in me” she slightly chuckles. “all you had to do was ask” hands already near your pussy she rubs the inner of your thighs. making your legs shake. instinctively you spread your legs apart for her to have better access. She moves your panties to the side. running her fingers up and down your slit, collecting your juices. taking her fingers away from you, she pops them in her mouth. savoring you. She slides them out with a pop.

“always taste so good for me�� she puts them back to where they previously were. Her thumb circling your clit while her index and middle finger pump vigorously inside your hole. “fuck, pretty .” She moans out. squirming in the seat you feel her curling up fingers hitting the spongy part that makes you come undone. “Bada” you moan out. “gon- gonna cum” you stammer. “then cum.” She chuckles. gripping onto the door handle you feel your body convulse. moaning out her name like mantra. Bada fingers still pumping in as you ride out your high. Bada once again brings her fingers up to her mouth tasting the aftermath of your orgasm.

(A/n: I DIDN’T MEAN TO POST THIS ONE IM SO SORRY ILL POST NCT 127 IN LIKE A HOUR)

#bada lee #bada smut #kpop smut #swf2 x reader #oceist

[tlou-reid]

hello! happy birthday! can i get a blueberry lemonade + luke alvez pls, thank you!!

blueberry lemonade: “i like it when you say my name like that.”

smut below the cut 18+ MDNI

you could feel luke curling his fingers across your clothes core, collecting the wetness that had accrued in the fabric. “god damn, princesa,” luke mewled, very much talking to himself. his fingers moved slow, deliberately teasing you. he’d been doing that all night; moving slow to get you worked up.

his left hand was placed gently on your left thigh as he sat in between your legs on the bed. the bruises on your neck from his sucks and bites were coming to fruition, making you the canvas of the most beautiful painting luke had ever seen. the purple and blue hues were darkening, making his dick jump every time he moved his eyes from your soaked cunt to your teary eyes.

this was a welcome home gift. one luke had gotten for himself after being away on two back-to-back cases. you weren’t expecting to be used like this, but there were no complaints coming from you.

aside from the fact that he needed to start moving faster. you’d been stripped down to just your pink panties for almost half an hour now, while he was still clad in a flannel and jeans. he’d touched you and teased your entire body, not leaving an inch of you untouched.

“lukeee,” you wailed, finally deciding to speak up for yourself and try to get him to do what you want, instead of the other way around. despite your loud whine and the way you thrashed your body around, luke did nothing but drag another finger along your slit and smirk down at you.

“i like it when you say my name like that,” he murmurs, bending down to press a kiss to your thigh, just above where his calloused hand was resting. “please,” you literally cried, the tears you’d been holding back finally falling, “please luke, please.”

you couldn’t see it from where your eyes were pinched shut from frustration, but luke’s eyes softened at your pleas, his dominant demeanor finally cracking. “i’m sorry, baby,” he cooed, shifting to lay between your legs. he moved slowly, not wanting to shake the bed too much. “i’m sorry,” he repeated, littering your thighs with small kisses. the rough of his beard felt heavenly against your hot skin.

“let me make it up to you,” he mumbled, almost inaudibly, as he hooked his fingers in your waistband and gently pushed your panties down your legs. “let me eat this pretty pussy so my cariño can cum,” luke says, leaning in licking a broad stripe between your legs.

the moan let out was pornographic, ricocheting off the walls of the room. luke’s hips bucked into the bed at the sound, searching for some kind of friction.

the almost of hour of luke’s teasing touches paid off as he licked into your cunt, holding your hips tightly against the bed. the room was hot, burning your skin and making you sweat. but the toe curling feeling of your orgasm was icy cold, a relief you’d been searching for since he got home. it didn’t take long for you to reach pure bliss on his tongue, tugging him even closer by his hair, not wanting the earth shattering feeling to end.

“fuck, baby,” luke says, wiping his mouth with his arm as you push him away, entirely too overstimulated to let him keep going. “you didn’t even need my fingers that time,” he compliments, kissing his way back up your body. “ready for my dick now, pretty girl?” he questions and you nod immediately, making him chuckle and press a kiss to the side of your temple.

#😅😅😅 #this was fun to write #luke alvez x y/n #luke alvez fic #luke alvez x you #luke alvez fanfiction #luke alvez blurb #luke alvez smut #luke alvez x reader #luke alvez imagine #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x you #criminal minds blurb #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds drabble #criminal minds smut #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds #slumber party!

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

i sent in an ask but im not sure if it went through, but i love ur writing and im obsessed with ur eddie series rn i can’t stop reading it!!

ok but imagine yandere eddie making innocent bimbo reader get off on her bear in front of him knowing she won’t cum, until he finally eats her out and overstims her until she’s crying 😵‍💫

((sorry if u did get it and im being annoying, no pressure to write anything <33))

thank you so so much, love and you are in no way being annoying <333 'm so glad i got your request!! and also i love this so much

--

"nnnngh," you whimper, hips stuttering on the little pink teddy bear; coating the soft fur in your slick as eddie watched from the dark corner in your room.

"keep humpin' it, baby; i wanna see your cunt all puffy and messy," he smirked slightly, the moonlight highlighting his features as your cunt throbbed with want--you wouldn't be able to cum, the bear didn't give you enough friction and eddie knew that. "i want you to squirt all over that fuckin' bear, honey, make it all nice and wet for me."

you whined, your thighs tired from your rutting as you tried to find an orgasm, but you just couldn't. "c-can't, daddy. 's not enough!"

eddie had woken you up in the middle of the night with your teddy bear. he grabbed the plushie of yours and rubbed it forcefully against your clit, your body humping the toy awake.

you were confused..confused because eddie was your friend from class. confused because..how did he get inside your room?

it's needless to say that the situation escalated rather quickly.

back to now, eddie was practically drooling. every night he would watch you furiously rub your clit against a pillow, your nipples hard and buzzing with sensitivity.

he would look into your window, fucking himself into his hand as you came on the soft fabric of your pink pillow case; wishing that it was him.

now, it would be.

eddie walked over to your bed, wrapping a hand around your throat and tightening it just a bit to hear you choke a small moan out, your hips now ruthlessly rubbing against the plush toy.

he ripped the toy from under you, your body trembling as you babbled incoherently--looking up at him with doe eyes; your lips red and swollen from biting them.

he would lay you out on the bed, spreading your burning thighs apart from one another as he took a look at your gaping, crying hole and your swollen button.

"ask me nicely," he would say softly, his body sparking with desire. "ask daddy to eat this cute little pussy out, jus' like a good baby would."

he looked at you expectantly as you whimpered again, "p-please eat my p-pussy out..p-please, daddy!"

he smiled, making you get lost in his cute dimples and pearly whites before he began to suck on your cunt, his eyes rolling back slightly at your taste.

he would messily suck on your clit, hole, literally anywhere.

you quickly came; again and again.

by the seventh time, you were out of it.

his chin was covered in your wetness and his spit, making your body shiver.

he picked up your lower body off the bed as you fought to get away from him--but also would rock your hips on his face every once in a while because it felt so good. he would suck so hard on your clit that you swore you saw heaven, his ringed fingers moving in and out of your weeping hole.

you felt like you were going to pass out. so dizzy and lightheaded as he rubbed the rim of your ass, making you cum again and again.

unbeknownst to you, he was just getting started.

#eddie munson #yandere!eddiemunson x reader #yandere!eddie munson x bimbo!reader #yandere!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #dark!eddie munson #dark!eddie munson x reader #dark!eddie munson smut

[lale-txt]

♡ DILFS DILFS DILFS: (n.sfw) exhibitionism & voyeurism w/ Roger, Rayleigh & afab!reader

a/n: requested by ME! ha! if you know me, you also know how much i struggle to write things for me so... i created a whole event around tricking my brain into writing for myself and i guess it worked? gotta start the event with a bang and my favorite men, i hope you enjoy this as much as i did! can't wait to write all the other requests waiting for me ♡

contains: ns.fw under the cut, afab!reader (no pronouns, 'cunt' used twice to describe gentials), exhibitionism & voyeurism: fucking Roger with Rayleigh watching (everyone is consenting to this), unprotected sex (no pregnancy or breeding implied), fingering, dirty talk, light anal play, vaginal penetration, cockwarming

word count: 3.2k

 Roger was always the life of a party. His laugh was the loudest and the brightest, making you fall for him over and over again despite you two being in an established relationship since forever; after all this time he still gave you weak knees and butterflies, making every kiss feel like a dream. Whenever you were near he would wrap an arm around you, holding you close as he continued his chatter with your crewmates; and if you were apart his gaze would always seek yours, his eyes twinkling a little with adoration. There was no doubt Roger was the love of your life and you were his.

Roger Pirates never needed a reason to celebrate and tonight was no exception. The air was filled with the sound of sea shanties and loud laughter, glasses clinking together and the cabin boys arguing loudly until Rayleigh made them shut up by making them sit as far apart as possible, Buggy still foaming with anger while Shanks just made faces towards him. You rub Rayleigh’s back as he appears next to you; he was pinching the bridge of his nose with a bottle of booze in his hand. Rayleigh was the only person on the Oro Jackson who had some kind of authority over the kids – everyone else was either just as goofy as them (you glance over to Roger) or placed their bets on them whenever they started throwing hands, cheering on them from the side.

You liked Rayleigh a lot; the first mate was nothing but kind to you, even more since Roger and you made things official. There were many seas Rayleigh and Roger had sailed together, long before your path crossed with theirs and became one; you knew the bond they shared was just as strong as yours with the captain, if not even stronger. You liked how they balanced each other out and you admired the blind trust Rayleigh put in Roger, always having his back, quite literally. Rayleigh regularly kept you company when Roger was running off the second you docked on a new island and he let you cry all the tears into his shirt you didn’t want Roger to see when you learned about his illness – even though Rayleigh must be hurting as much as you did.

The party continued until the crew mates one by one either said their goodnites or simply fell asleep right on deck, unbothered by the few people still laughing and chattering loudly, your lover in the very middle of them. He was the heart of this ship after all. But he also had yours and right now it was aching for him, throbbing in your chest, longing for his touch in the privacy of his cabin. You were needy and the burning desire in your core couldn’t be ignored any longer; you wanted to end the night with an orgasm and sloppy kisses and sleep rushing over you as you lay on his chest. 

Rayleigh winked at you before he went below deck, your deep sighs and thighs rubbed together for some friction all night long haven’t gone unnoticed by him – and he knew best how hard it was to pull the captain away from a good party. When Roger gets up to refill his glass, you sense your chance and corner him between huge boxes of wine, shielding you from the eyes of others, tucking on the sleeves of his shirt as you look at him with pleading eyes.

“Let’s go to bed, Rog. It’s late and I don’t want to fall asleep without you.” “Don’t you know the captain always leaves last, my darling?” He cups your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek as he laughs softly.  “A sinking ship, yes. Not parties though.” You grab your lover by the collar of his pink shirt and pull him down to your lips until they almost touch, locking your eyes with his. “Especially when your partner is this wet for you.”

Roger hums when you guide his big hand past the waistband of your pants, letting him feel how soaked your underwear already was. Your needy mewls get muffled by his tongue slipping in your mouth, giving you a kiss that makes you crave more, your fingers digging into his chest. You could hear the voices of your crewmates chattering and laughing as he rubs you over the thin fabric, his plump fingers tracing the outlines of your folds before he gives your clit some extra attention. You can feel your legs almost giving in under his touch and cling onto his shirt as you moan quietly in his open mouth. 

“So greedy…”, he growls and you can feel him smiling against your lips, his big mustache tickling you. You whine when he withdraws his hand; you’ve patiently waited all night for this and the absence of his touch just felt cruel at this point. Before you could complain any further, Roger already scooped you up with ease and threw you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing, his calloused hand on your ass, squeezing it tight. Accompanied by the laughter of your remaining crew mates, Roger wishes them a good night before he makes his way towards his cabin, carrying you through the gloomy hallway, not letting you down before you reach the door.

Immediately you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into another deep kiss, your breath hot and heavy as his hands wander underneath your shirt, exploring every inch underneath. You mewl when he rolls your sensitive nipples between his fingertips, his cheeky grin getting wider with every lewd sound he charms out of you. 

“Should I fuck you right here in the hallway? On deck you didn’t seem to mind an audience…”, Roger asks as he teasingly plays with the waistband of your pants, knowing too well how you loved the thrill of being caught; countless times before he had his fingers inside of you in crowded bars or ate you out in a back alley, people passing by only a few meters away from you as he made you see stars with his tongue alone.

As tempting as it sounds, tonight you wanted Roger without any rush, you’ve waited so patiently, there was no way you’d be satisfied by a quickie – you deserved to be railed until the sun was rising again and even beyond that. You let your hands run over Roger’s hairy chest, tracing every ab with your fingertips while you two share hungry kisses, his growing erection pressing against you. Having his full attention feels like a gift that you couldn’t wait to unwrap, your fingers already nestling on his sash. Roger picks you up one more time, letting you wrap your legs around his hips as he reaches for the door knob, not breaking the kiss you two shared. 

The two of you stumble inside the dimly lit room, hands all over each other, yours buried in his black hair as you moan in his mouth. Roger kicks the door close behind him, his fingers digging deep into your flesh as he carries you to the bed. The tension is almost unbearable, every second he wasn’t inside you already feels like a waste of time; you kick off your shoes as he takes off your shirt and helps you out of your pants, humming at the sight of your lingerie. Roger is a man who appreciates a nice surprise underneath, though he is also quick to tear it apart in the heat of the moment and tonight was no exception. 

Impatiently you remove his pink shirt that luckily came unbuttoned already, fingers fumbling with his sash until he pulls it together with his pants down himself, leaning in for another deep kiss as he takes your hand and places it on the throbbing bulge in his boxers. You get dizzy from the thought of him stretching you wide open; after all this time you still felt the excitement like it was the very first time. You spread your legs apart for him, presenting him the dripping mess he made of you and making space for his tall figure pinning you down on the mattress, his big thigh pressed against your aching core. 

“Mhm… feel how hard I am for you, my love?”, he mutters against your lips, rubbing his clothed cock against your palms for some friction. “Turn around and spread those cheeks for me, will you?” 

Then, a slight cough from the other end of the room.

“Got the wrong room again, captain?”

Rayleigh’s amused voice from behind the desk makes the two of you snap back into reality. Roger is quick to throw a blanket over your naked body as he laughs out loud, unimpressed by the sudden company while you feel your cheeks flush, your heart jumping in your chest. The two of you were so in the heat of the moment, neither of you had sensed Rayleigh’s presence when you stumbled inside, having eyes for each other only. 

“Shit, Ray. Sorry for the intrusion. You see…” “Oh, I see very clearly, Roger.” The first mate adjusts his glasses and shuts close the log book he was writing prior to the intrusion, his eyes mustering Roger up and down. Rayleigh had a sly smile upon his lips, clearly entertained by the whole situation and you were thankful he avoided your gaze to not fluster you any further. Though some part of you kinda wished he’d take you all in…

Roger sits down on the bed next to you, pulling you close and kissing your temples in apology, still laughing and rock hard, the outline of his cock clearly showing in his tight underwear. You can’t help but notice the way Rayleigh’s eyes are lingering on it, with curiosity and… hunger? You press yourself closer against the captain, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat against you.

“We’ll be gone in a second, sorry again, Rayleigh.” Roger laughs and presses a kiss against your lips that you respond with a soft hum, visibly calming down under his touch. One thing you always loved about Roger was how relaxed he was in every situation, just laughing it off like it was no big deal. So your first mate has seen you eating each other up like the love drunk fools you are. What’s the worst thing that could happen? Tell the others about it, as if Roger wasn’t the loudest men alive during sex already?

“I mean… be my guests.”

Rayleigh gestures to the bed you were sitting on as he gets up and walks around his desk, leaning against it with arms crossed. Roger tilts your chin up and seeks your gaze, brushing over your lips with his thumb, grinning when you give it a few kitten licks, your hand resting on his lower stomach. 

“Want to give old man Rayleigh a show, darling?”, Roger mumbles. “No pressure though. We can also just go next door. To my actual cabin.” 

You look over your shoulder to Rayleigh, the blanket still wrapped around you tightly. The first mate smiles at you, as if he was trying to tell you that no matter what was happening in this cabin tonight, nothing would affect your friendship. After all, sharing a cabin wall with Roger meant he was a regular witness of your sex life anyway, and you would lie if you’d say this fine man hadn’t crossed your fantasies often.

You return the smile and let the blanket slip off your shoulders down to the floor where your clothes were scattered. Roger laughs softly when you climb in his lap to lean in for another kiss, his hands immediately wandering over your body. His fingers dig deep in the flesh of your hips and your ass, spreading your cheeks wide open to give Rayleigh an unforgettable view. A few heartbeats later and Roger is sliding two fingers inside of you, making you rock back and forth on them. Your loud moans encourage him to add a third finger and soon your face is buried in the crook of Roger’s neck as you pant heavily, the feeling of being stretched from his fingers alone enough to push you over the edge already.

When he starts circling your clit with his thumb, you can feel the tension building up inside of you, begging for sweet release and you cry out his name as your walls clench hard around him, the orgasm rushing over you violently. Roger doesn’t give you time to catch your breath as he’s pulling his fingers out and muffling your needy mewls by stuffing your mouth with them, letting you lick your wetness off them as he finally takes off his boxers. He gives himself a few lazy strokes before he pulls you down by your hips onto him, making you grind on his hard cock as you straddle him.

“Roger, please… fuck me already…”

Still sensitive from your orgasm you cry out loud when Roger finally lifts you up, rubbing his cock at your tight entrance. He pulls you in for another deep kiss, grinning from the way your fingers dig into his chest as you slowly lower yourself onto him, letting him stretch you wide open inch by inch until he’s all the way inside, hitting your sweet spots. You can feel Roger’s body slightly trembling, possibly gathering every ounce of self-control he had to not start thrusting right away but to let you both get used to the sensation first. You look over your shoulder to Rayleigh who is still leaning against his desk, his pants clearly showing his arousal. He had his eyes fixated on where Roger’s cock was buried deep inside of you, the captain’s hands spreading your ass cheeks wide open for a better view.

“Like what you see, Rayleigh?”, Roger asks as he seeks the gaze of his first mate.  “Very”, he responds calmly with a smile, knowing too well what a tease the captain was – but so were you. You lean over to Roger to whisper something in his ear that puts the biggest grin on his face. 

“Naughty, so very naughty…”, he coos and gives you a little spank that makes you whine and roll your hips, enjoying the feeling of his cock throbbing inside of you. Only when Roger puts his index finger on your puckered hole, circling around it with soft pressure, you almost lose your composure. You asked him for it and still the sensation always made you blank, even more now with Rayleigh’s eyes lingering on you.

Roger’s sweet moans fill the whole room, he isn’t holding back at all and lets you know how good you made him feel, his constant praise only turning you on more as you bounce up and down on his thick cock. Your kisses are sloppy, drool running down the corner of your mouth every time you pull back to catch your breath and slowly you feel yourself getting close to that edge again. Roger could tell from the way your walls clenched around his cock and snickers, then without a warning grabs and flips you over on your back without pulling out, his broad figure now hovering over you as he stretches you wide open.

The new angle makes you shudder and cry out loud in pleasure, even more when Roger puts your legs on his shoulders and starts circling your sensitive bundle of nerves with his thumb; your flustered expression and your heavy moans making it hard for him to not cum right away, but he wanted to fuck you a little longer, turn you into a whole mess until you cried out his name over and over again, you’ve got an audience after all.

“Darling…” Roger’s eyes seek yours, they are warm and full of adoration, taking all of you in. He holds still for a moment, letting you catch your breath as he bends down to plaster your chest and your face with kisses. “Want to show Rayleigh your pretty face when you cum?” 

You turn your head to the side and look over to the first mate, who had one hand in his pants, fucking his hollow fist to the rhythm of Roger pounding into you. You nod slowly and hold out one hand for him, gesturing to him to come closer. Rayleigh squats down next to the bed, taking your hand into his, placing a kiss on your fingertips while he gently brushes your hair out of your heated face. Roger laughs softly and the love both men held for you sends warm shivers down your spine; a feeling of safety and devotion connecting the three of you in this very moment. 

Rayleigh doesn’t take his eyes off you as Roger continues fucking you so delicately, mumbling soft praise over and over again. You squeeze Rayleigh’s hand with each of Roger’s thrusts, the room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh on flesh. 

“Can I come, Roger…?” Your voice is hoarse as you look up to Roger with pleading eyes, one hand resting on his broad chest, nails digging into his skin. He smiles and leans down for another kiss, letting his tongue spell out the answer as he continues circling your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to push you over the edge.

“Taking me so well, my love… now come for me.”

And just like that something inside of you snaps and you laugh and cry at the same time as you fall apart under his cock, your cunt clenching tight around Roger who fucks you through your orgasm under Rayleigh’s gaze; you arch your back as you come undone, wailing out the names of both men while your vision blurres, making you see nothing but stars and a whole new galaxy.

Not holding back any longer, Roger comes as well with a loud groan and more laughter, filling you up to the brim with his thick load, a hot white mess mixed with your own juices dripping out of your cunt with each of his sloppy thrusts. He kisses you over and over again, drawing you back into this sweet reality while he stays inside of you, not wanting to break up the connection you had just yet. You smile against his lips, even more when you feel Rayleigh placing a kiss on top of your head as well, the affection of both men sending waves of pleasure throughout your whole body.

The first mates gazes upon you both with adoration, humbled by being invited into your sacred space. He still holds your hand, his thumb brushing over the back of it as he leans against the bed frame, the silhouette of his throbbing cock still very much visible in his pants. You can’t take your eyes off it, licking your lips slightly as you feel your lover getting hard again inside of you. Roger smirks and reaches for the face of his first mate, tilting his chin up with two fingers. 

“Now, Rayleigh… say, can we lend you a hand as well?”

#silvers rayleigh #gol d. roger #one piece x reader #rayleigh x reader #roger x reader #one piece reader insert #purethoughts.exe has stopped working #2K3D event

[pirateprincessblog]

Hey loveee can you do a yunho smut if s/o teasing him all day secretly infront of the boys (like during a hang out or something) and then he snapped. Which yunho and s/o left the hang out early cuz he will be giving a ‘punishment’

Tease Me More 》 J. Yunho

𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒀𝒆𝒔/𝑵𝒐

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Jeong Yunho x Female Reader

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: swearing, public sex, teasing, praising, mention of voyeurism, biting kink, degradation, overstimulation, ddlg role-play (mentioned once or twice), squirting, oral (male receiving)

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: smut

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: 3.6k

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Yunho loves bringing you along when he goes out with his friends. He loves your energy, your humour and your personality. It's usually a peaceful ride wherever you go, but today a sixth friend decides to join, forcing you to sit on Yunho's lap for the rest of the ride. Lots of crowded lanes and a delayed arrival, your squirming due to the summer heat and Yunho not getting any release for almost a week mean bad(read: good) news for you.

𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: Y'all know that video of Yunho spinning that CD in the album with his finger? Yeah. Also that video in one of their lives with that deep ass voice? Yeah.

❧ All my works are currently written in second/third person point of view, until I figure out what works best for me. Sorry for the messy POVs in the meantime. You can pick which a POV you want, including first person, while requesting. The reader doesn't have a name or any tags similar to Y/N. Please check my masterlist to see directions for requesting.

❧ Notice a grammar mistake? Wrong choice of a word? Anything that doesn't make sense? Please reach out to me and tell me! English is my 4th language and sometimes my brain literally translates some things, so they don't make sense.

❧ Please do not hold back from leaving reviews. More reviews or reblogs mean more motivation for me and more content for you. That is, if you enjoy my content of course. Thank you for supporting me!

❧ IMPORTANT! My works are purely fictional and do not represent the boys in any way.

❧ 𝐁𝐮𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢?

༻♡༺

You knew Wooyoung and San were funny and loud. What you didn't know was they had this obsession with energy drinks and those mini bottled cocktails. It's a hot sunny day, and you've been in the car for thirty minutes and already had enough. They were already tipsy and a bit too much to handle. The beach was not too far away, but it was Saturday and lots of people were using their day off to cool off in the inviting sea. The AC in the car wasn't properly working, and your bare warm legs touching Yunho's as you sat on his lap only made you want to jump out of the window and crawl to the beach. Hongjoong peacefully drove his brand new Jeep, stopping once in a while at the traffic lights or letting people into the lane.

Your skin was sticking to your boyfriends, and every once in a while, you moved so you can peel yourself off of him. His hands rested on your waist, thumbs gently caressing your skin over the beach dress. He had his nose buried into your hair, enjoying the silky feeling of it and the smell of coconut. Yunho was drained, he had zero energy left from the hard training session the day before. He just wanted to lay on his watermelon floatie and doze off in the middle of the sea.

Yunho was imagining the cold drops of the salty water against his skin, and it was already a big relief. The AC blew warm air into his face, but Yunho was already at the beach. His hands are swinging from the floatie into the cool water, distancing him from the shore and into the peaceful deeper sea. He could taste the salt on his lips. His eyes burned with that weird sensation after diving into the water, and the smell of the sunscreen and the floatie took him back to his childhood. Away from the stage, away from the stares, and away from the judging mirror in the practice room.

Yunho was back in the car when he felt friction between his legs. You squirmed again, desperately trying to find an area that wasn't burning so you can sit. Your dress had climbed up, and your bottom was now clearly rubbing against him. Intentional or not, Yunho needed you to stop.

"Love-"

"I'm uncomfortable." You whine, squirming again.

"We'll be there soon." He sighs, then places his hands on your hips to prevent you from moving.

"But Yunho-"

Yunho then pulls a lock of your hair, then places his lips next to your ear. You almost moan at the sensation of your hair getting pulled, but he stops you by putting his hand over your mouth.

"Be good."

And two words were enough to make you calm down. The dominant energy Yunho kept emitting even in non-sexual situations made you feel... sexual.

Yunho let go of your face, then placed his hand at your lower stomach. He applied pressure every once in a while, giving it gentle massages in hopes to keep you patient. It wasn't the beach you were impatient about. It was Yunho. His scent was suddenly all over you, and his skin against yours now felt pleasing. Oh, how hot he was. He wore his black swimming shorts, a dark blue summer shirt, sunglasses, and your favorite, rings. His hair was messy and sweaty at his forehead, making him look additionally hot and fucked out. You want him. You want him so bad.

Your hand innocently lays on his thigh, giving it gentle squeezes. It then reaches behind your back in an attempt to fix the beach dress. Instead of that, you end up brushing your hand against him. You almost smile and sigh with satisfaction. He was ready. You just needed to get a hold of him. Your bottom rubbed up and down his clothed shaft, and you could feel his breathing slow down on your neck. His fingers teasingly rub the area just above your briefs. You're already deep in, but he will join you soon.

His fingers dip under the dress, his hot skin and cool rings finally touching you like you want to. He traces the area around your clit. Each circle is painfully slow, so slow that you want to cry out of pleasure. His fingers finally press on your clit, making your head fall back against his shoulder.

"Head up." He orders.

San was full of energy that needed to be unleashed, and both you and Yunho were thankful for that right now. He was enthusiastic about a game he had bought on Steam, and the rest of the group was carefully listening, leaving Yunho to do his little dirty job.

You bring your head back up, only to let it fall to the front. The pleasure felt so intense, you couldn't help yourself. You were already falling apart in his arms. Yunho wasn't having it with your disobedience. He pulls your hair again, making you whimper and look in front of you. San glances at your face, and Yunho pulls his hand back and pretends to sleep. Once San made sure you're okay, he goes on to talk about the amazing discount and why everyone should get that game. You're even starting to get invested into the conversation, until your boyfriend's hand reaches into your briefs again.

His fingers are spreading your lips apart, while his middle finger is giving maximum attention to your clit. The pace is driving you crazy. It's slow, gentle, and Yunho was surely going to do this for at least another thirty minutes. The beach was so far away now, even though you could see the sea over all of the lanes and cars.

Your hands are gripping his thighs, and you close your eyes in an attempt to focus on the upcoming orgasm. You're not proud of yourself, but you'll gladly take two right now. He pulls your hair again, this time leaving his hand in it and making your head turn towards the mirror at the front. His sunglasses are now resting on top of his head, and his eyes are piercing into yours through the mirror. You feel very hot, not just because of the weather. Yunho pulls his hand away, only to spread your legs a little more and pull your panties aside. He dips his fingers down, just to see how wet you are.

"Oh, you poor thing. You need a cock."

"Shut up," you warn, looking over at the boys to see if they're really that oblivious to what's happening.

"I know you get off to my dirty talk, don't try pretending it bothers you."

"I do, but now is not the time to—"

He inserts his fingers into you, thumb resting at your clit and rubbing it. You want to scream and cry from pleasure, but all you can do is rest your head on his chest and pretend to look through the window while you quietly moan in his ear.

"Keep your mouth shut if you want to cum."

You whimper as a response. That's all you're able to do right now anyway. His fingers curl inside of you, then slowly start moving in and out. Your dress is covering your bottom and his hand, so if any of them look over, Yunho can just pretend to caress your thighs and or stomach. He thought this through.

You feel him shuffle underneath you, his hand doing something in the back. He lifts you up for a moment, only to let you sink down on his cock.

"Oh—"

"Silence," he warns, grabbing your face and pressing his lips on yours.

He lets the dress fall over both of you, but doesn't remove his hand. He's toying with your clit, rubbing it up and down, then in circles, not once speeding up the pace. Your breathing is becoming difficult, and your heart is beating fast. Adrenaline is washing over your body, making you even hope that one of them is watching. It would be incredibly hot to watch someone get off to the sight of you and Yunho fucking and kissing. You pull away and bite down on your lip to hold back noises. Big mistake.

"Fuck, baby. You in a mood for biting?" Yunho puts his finger in front of your mouth, waiting for you to open up for him. You part your lips, gently taking in his finger between your teeth and biting down. "Good girl."

You only manage to look up into his eyes in the way you know will drive him crazy. Your big eyes and slightly scrunched eyebrows with a gentle pout that screams fuck me.

"You'll be the end of me," he whispers, then inserts another finger in your mouth.

Yunho doesn't move his cock. Instead, he just lets you sit there and occasionally gives your clit a few rubs. The intense eye contact is too much for you to handle. You remove his fingers from your mouth, then dive into his lips. The man doesn't mind at all. He cups your cheek, bringing your face and body closer to him. Yunho isn't really a rough kisser. He likes it gentle and deep. His tongue is passionately caressing yours, and he hates to admit it, but he could orgasm just from kissing and watching that fucked face of ours. He sucks your bottom lip, the the top one, then gently bites it.

"I fucking adore your lips," he whispers into your mouth. "So fucking sweet."

When Yunho starts swearing, you know he wants it bad. He pulls away, cupping your jaw with his hand and makes you look up at him once again. You're all red and puffy, lips plump and glistening because of him. He chuckles, then caresses your cheek with his ringed fingers to soothe it.

"You're gonna have to finish what you started, love."

"I didn't start anything," you act dumb and innocent.

"As if I don't know that my pretty girl is also a big tease. You always tease when you're not supposed to, and we both know where that brings you. Acting all confident and brave, but the moment you're alone with me, you turn into the biggest needy slut anyone has ever seen."

You lower your head to hide your smirk. It will only make your grave deeper. But Yunho isn't having it today. He yanks your hair again, this time keeping his hand there.

"I'm going to fuck you so good you'll forget where we are going."

This time you fail to hide your smile. He raises his eyebrow and laughs in disbelief.

"I forgot just how smart you are. You know what's coming, and you enjoy it, don't you?"

"Of course I do," you reply, then get closer so you can deliver your final teasing move: your tongue peeks out to lick his still red lips.

The car stops, and Hongjoong announces they have arrived. Yunho presses your head against his chest, then tells you to close your eyes. You can hear everyone exiting the car, but Yunho isn't moving.

"Yunho, let's go."

"You go, I'll have to wake her up first. You know how cranky she gets when she wakes up."

"Here are the keys then. If I don't find my car here when we get back, just know that for a short man, I have a lot of anger in me."

"I know that."

"Dickhead."

"Fuck off."

The doors are slammed shut, and Yunho still isn't moving. He's probably waiting for them to reach a certain distance before he can slam you down on his cock and make you beg for it. Just before you open your mouth to ask if they're gone, Yunho throws you on the seats so your ass is up. You moan at the sweet pain and the thoughts of what's coming next.

"You love being a toy, don't you? You love being thrown around, fucked like there's no tomorrow and degraded like a dirty whore?"

You don't answer. Yunho then pulls your hair one more time, enough so he is able to look into your eyes from that position. One thing Yunho absolutely adores is how quickly you turn vulnerable. He could do anything he wants to you, but he doesn't have much time. He'll have to settle for a quick fuck, maybe eating you out as a form of punishment for your behaviour. You can't stand overstimulation, and he knows that very well. He gladly uses that when you misbehave.

He yanks your briefs down to your knees, then flips your dress so that he can see what mess you made. He is satisfied with the amount of arousal there is between your legs. More than enough for him to slide in with no difficulty and giving you the best orgasm you ever had. Yunho then goes back to looking into your eyes. You notice how dark they've gotten due to his expanded pupils. He then places his hand on your neck, still keeping your head thrown back so he can look at you.

"I'm going to fuck you now." He announces, and you don't get a chance to answer. He slides in with force, hips colliding with your ass so harsh it echoes in the car.

"Fuck—" you yelp, hands reaching towards anything for support. You settle for holding onto the door.

He pulls out slowly, then forcefully goes in again. His stare is as hot as the air in the car. He looks absolutely delicious, and you want a taste of him as soon as possible. Your body is trembling from pleasure, but you still want more of him. You want all of him.

"Yunho—" you moan out, eyes rolling back each time he snaps his hips into yours.

"You wanted it. Now take it."

His other hand is holding onto your ass, every now and then delivering a spank. You're lucky you don't have to do anything. Otherwise you'd be zero help. You let loud and needy moans shamelessly travel to his ears, and you aren't even aware of just how risky the location for having sex is. Anyone could walk by and see you getting pounded by this incredibly skilled and handsome man.

"This is the last time you pull something like this in front of my friends, understood?"

When you moan instead of replying, Yunho spanks your ass again. You jolt to the front to get away from any more, but quickly go back to press your cheeks to his hips.

"Understood?"

"No promises," you choke out.

His hips stop, and you know you fucked up. Knowing him, he could just leave you like this and go to the beach like nothing happened. But Yunho is having too much fun to let go so soon. You see him lick his lips in an attempt to stop himself from smirking. Outside of all the dirty talk, he loves it when you're confident. He loves it when you're bratty. It means he can use you however he wants to as a form of punishment, and both of you will enjoy it. In conclusion, Yunho loves everything you do. From all the innocent lip bites to the fuck me gaze you like to give him while you're in public.

His tongue presses into the inside of his cheek. He takes a few moments to decide what to do with you. He could just bend you over outside on Hongjoong's freshly cleaned Jeep and fuck you so good you don't even need anything other than water and him. Yunho has time for that. For now, he decides to flip you over on your back and lift your leg over his shoulder. You're already spread out and ready for him.

"The only good thing you did today. Good girl."

You melt at his praise, hands reaching towards him and pulling him into a kiss. You feel his hot tip rubbing at your folds, but not yet entering. His tongue his carefully giving attention to your lips, tongue, neck, collarbones, until he reaches your breasts. He pinches your nipple. Once, then twice. He loves how your body responds to him. You're a trembling mess, and he isn't even inside you.

You whine, hands now reaching towards your folds to spread them open.

"You know the magic words, love."

"Daddy please."

"That's my girl."

And just like that, Yunho is thrusting into you with ease. Both of you are a sweaty mess, but neither of you let go of the other. Bodies and lips pressed together, Yunho enjoyed every single second in the car. His hands are holding onto your waist, occasionally slamming your body into his hips. You're a moaning mess, fingers grabbing at the fogged window behind you and hair sticking to your red face.

"Fuck, right there—" you moan out when he lifts your lower body from the seats and gains access to more area inside you. "You keep doing that and I'm going to squirt all over you and your friends car."

He chuckles at your warning. "Don't you worry about that. Just tell me when you're close."

It takes a few more hipthrusts and clit rubs to send you close to the edge. Fear is slowly starting to form inside you. You really don't want to ruin Hongjoong's car. He worked hard for it and was proudly showing it off.

"Yunho—"

"You close, love?"

"Yes, fuck yes."

The man looks through the windows, and once he makes sure nobody is around, he picks you up and turns you around so that your back is facing him. He opens the door, then sits on the edge of the seats with you on his lap. His cock is still deep inside you, hips not once stopping the movements. His fingers reach to your clit, now rubbing it faster and harder than before.

"Feel good?"

You aren't even moaning anymore. You're just a groaning and a whimpering mess. You're right there at the edge. Just takes a drop to spill the water from the glass. You throw your head back on his shoulder, fingers tangling into his hair and pulling it as you feel your body fall apart. The pleasure washes over your body and hits your lower stomach harsh. You're shaking, body still processing the intense orgasm. You feel liquid pour over your legs, and you hope nothing got inside. Yunho doesn't stop his movements. He's still rubbing you, overstimulating you so bad you want to cry.

"Stop, please," you beg.

"Do you really mean that?" He groans into your ear.

"No," you admit.

His hand is wet with your liquid and arousal, and he's gladly using it as a lube. Yunho is getting close. You know that because his dirty talk has come to a stop and his teeth are sinking into your shoulder.

"Fuck, baby— so pretty and tight for me—" He chokes out the last bits of his dirty talk.

You're at cloud nine, feeling more sweet pain than pleasure at this point.

"I'm cumming, where do—"

You get up, his cock slipping out of you. You drop on your knees, stick your tongue out and cup his base. He's mercilessly working on his shaft, not changing the rhythm. His chest is quickly rising and falling, and his sighs and groans are turning into true moans. You push his hands away, then take him in your mouth.

You swirl your tongue around his tip, then suck harshly on it. He almost loses his mind. He has to hold onto the seats and your head for support. Your hands are massaging the rest of his cock you can't fit, and just after a few moments, Yunho falls apart in your hands.

"Fuuuck," he moans out, hips unconsciously thrusting upwards to ride out his orgasm.

You swallow the liquid slowly, biting back a grimace at the taste. You don't want to ruin the moment. Besides, he was so good to you. Why not treat him?

He brings his head down, eyes looking deep into yours once again.

"You're doing this again, aren't you?"

"Of course I am, daddy."

#ateez #ateez imagine #kpop smut #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez x y/n #ateez x you #ateez x female reader #ateez smut fanfiction #ateez request #ateez oneshot #ateez scenario #jeong yunho #ateez jeong yunho #yunho x reader #yunho imagine #yunho smut #ateez yunho #yunho x you #yunho x y/n #jeong yunho x reader #yunho request #yunho oneshot

[thatspookyagent]

Being a Pro Hero with wings and dating Hawks (GN!Reader) would include...

Warnings: Small mentions of blood and tiny bits of angst

a/n: This will be my second time writing for Hawks cause honestly this man is just SOOO much fun to write. Also I have more headcanon ideas that are based off of having wings (mainly ones that look similar to Hawks) so don’t be afraid to encourage me to write more about that specifically! Also I have yet AGAIN gotten carried away with headcanons so I not only did quite a few headcanons but ALSO wrote up a small drabble at the end of this. This is my very first time doing a little drabble within headcanons so let me know what y'all think about it and my characterization of Hawks. Without further ado, if you liked what you read, remember to reblog it! And while you're at it, check out my other works for anything else that might tickle your fancy! Enjoy!

If you want to be tagged in any of my content, don’t be afraid to tell me via my ask box or through messages! Just remember to be clear about what specific kinds of content, characters, and fandoms you want me to tag you in or if you want to be put on my general tag list! I’m always looking to add more people and I’d be more than happy to add you (if you wish)! :3

I feel like Hawks would react differently based on if your wings are similar to his or very much different

If your wings are similar to his I think he’d fine them pretty intriguing but also comfortable in a homely way due to the fact that they remind him of his own and he’s very proud of his own wings and what they can do and have accomplished

He likes to tug or brush his fingers lightly against the very tip of your wings as an affectionate gesture

Definitely loves to touch both of y’all’s wing tips together like y’all are fist bumping

But in all seriousness he absolutely shows the most physical affection through touching your wings or touching/brushing his against yours

If you’re the one to mainly initiate said wing caressing then he would love that form of affection even more than he did before

Some of his favorite positions to snuggle in are where your wings and his are touching or lying on top of one anothers

Loves the friction that the wings will make when they rub against each other

If your wings are quite soft, it’ll feel even better, and maybe even ticklish at times

His two favorite snuggling positions are when you lay on top of him, with your arms around his back and vice versa, meanwhile your wings and his also hug one another intimately

The other favorite position is whenever the two of you spoon, your wings act as little blankets to lay softly on top of whoever’s the little spoon

They actually work to create some level of warmth when it gets a bit chilly outside or inside

He likes to be a bit of a playful ass at times by rubbing his wings against fabrics and then touching them against your skin, causing one of those shocks that you get from touching a car door handle

One of your favorite bonding activities to do with Hawks is to help preen his feathers and then have him preen yours

I personally headcanon that Hawks does have to do SOME type of maintenance to his feathers especially after a particularly tough battle since the feathers can collect all kinds of dirt, sweat, and debris

And once they come back to Hawks after being sent out by him to do various tasks, they can feel a little awkward and grainy cause they’re dirty themselves

Not to mention they can get burned, burned, sticky, etc, so they’re not immune to the elements or being roughed up or out of alignment in general

So the two of you will have wing cleaning days were it’s literally just you and him sitting on top of a tarp that’s on the floor and just picking the grime out of each others feathers

It’s extremely therapeutic and calming especially with some music going in the background or y’all’s mutual comfort shows playing on the TV off to the side of you

A times you him and talk but y’all two get into so much that it’s one of the only times in your relationship with Keigo were he’s dead silent but not because something is wrong or bothering him

If you’re new to having someone else clean your wings for you, Hawks is arguably the best pro hero in that department and man to be handling your feathers

He’ll always be careful and cautious when cleaning your wings, and even more so if he finds any injured ones (blood feathers)

Knows just how to deal with blood feathers and will pluck them just right while also applying sufficient first aid to them, all the while making sure that his care causes minimal bleeding for your wings

Hawks will also teach you how to deal with blood feathers on your own as well but he won’t protest if you overall prefer that he take care of them when you find any

Whenever it’s your turn to preen his feathers, Hawks likes to hum softly while you do so, and even goes as far as to lay on his back and sometimes with his head in your lap

Will not be upset with you or hold a grudge against you if you accidentally injury him or have to do so because you’re trying to treat a particularly nasty injury on him

At the end of every cleaning he likes to spray some light perfume onto both your wings and his, like dog groomers do after they’ve just gotten done grooming a dog’s fur sksks

Another one of his favorite past times with you is when the both of you take turns stroking and petting each others wings while watching TV, listening to music, reading, etc

If you’re wings are vibrant colors, he’ll admire them even more and really enjoy seeing them while in broad daylight because he gets to see how the sun reflects and bounces off the myriad of colors on them

His first action whenever the both of you wake up in the morning is to kiss the shoulders of your wings and spread them out ever so slightly to admire them yet again

That’s basically his version of saying good morning which you’ve learned to do to him usually whenever you wake up first before him

Loves waking up with his face in your wings and for that to be the first thing that he sees every morning and last thing that he sees before going to sleep

Likes to “hold wings” with you whenever the two of you are out and about in public and will gladly also hold hands with you on top of that

Hawks also likes to do things that make not only your body react but your wings as well

Will absentmindedly play with them whenever he’s bored especially at home cause he’s not really used to having someone else whose wings he can mess with

Does things like stretching them out and then folding them back in again, which can actually be kinda of relaxing on the muscles especially if you’re sore from a recent fight with an adversary

Speaking of fighting, both you and Hawks gained the team duo name “Birds of a Feather” from the citizens that you and him have saved and y’all are hands down the hottest (literally and figuratively) Pro Hero duo to date

You’ve learned to synchronize both your speed and flying abilities with Keigo’s and both citizens and heroes alike get a kick out of watching the both of y’all fly around together

You ever seen videos of birds “becoming official” or mating by flying together in intricate dances, yeah that’s you and Hawks

Though overall Hawks would rather you not fight and stay safe off to the sidelines instead, despite that he knows that would be insulting your potential and your strength if he brought it up so he fights the hardest whenever you’re around to make sure that never happens

You can tell that he does it as well and it makes you push yourself even harder to protect him, though you both know that you’re not perfect, and stuff happens

If you do get hurt, he’ll fight to the death to get your somewhere safe, and to receive proper medical assistance

Will always shield you with his wings while you’re down, even if he doesn’t have a single feather left to fight or defend you with

If he gets hurt, you will come out wings swinging to ensure that man makes it out alive, even if you don’t

He hates the very thought of you doing something sacrificial stuff like that but he could never blame you because he operates and thinks the same exact way and would be a stone faced hypocrite to get onto your back about something like that

Now that we’ve talking a bit about flying, another favorite bonding activity of yours to do with Hawks is to just flying around the city, with him right next to you

Doesn’t have to be to any particular place, y’all just fly together, hands holding, and talking about whatever

Can be about other Pro Heroes, what’s being happening in the world lately, or about the silliest of things

As long as y’all have the city to look down on, the many lights brightening up both of your faces, as the two of you cruise through the skies calmly

In fact your very first date with him was just like that and you hold it very close to your heart which Keigo does as well

He enjoys doing little tricks and twirls with you and showing you new styles and positions of flight

If you show him a thing or two that he doesn’t know himself or isn’t able to do, he’ll be greatly impressed with your flying capabilities

He’s incredibly internally grateful to have someone around that’s so much like him in many ways but also different at the same time

Most folks would think that Hawks would be pretty arrogant about having someone around who’s like him and even view them as competition to take out of the picture

But in truth, he’s quite lonely...

He’s flown too many nights alone, taken care of his wings solo too many times, and had nobody to bond with in terms of being avian like until you came long

He yearned to not be the only one like himself which he knew that he wasn't, considering just how many people with quirks are out there on a global scale

But damn if he couldn’t help but feel like he truly was the only one like him, which in a world were quirks are in abundance, must mean that the loneliness was just that heavy enough to weigh on him like that

From time to time he expresses that feeling to you but only in passing or in minor ways

He tries his best not to show it with his actions and reactions and how excited he’ll get about doing anything that involves your wings

Hawks doesn’t expect you to take it too seriously, to really read into that much, and especially not to take it to heart

However when one day you bring it up before going to bed, that you do in fact think seriously about what he’s said, and that you’ve not only thought about it deeply in your spare time, but can even personally relate to it

This man is high key dumbfounded and for a rare moment, at a loss for words

There’s no quirky, laid back comment to make about that one, he instead genuinely and deeply processes what you’ve confessed to him in that very moment

Hawks moved one of his wings forward and then proceeded to arch it outwards slightly so that the very tip of his wing stuck out a bit. Selecting a feather near the end of the row, he softly pulled on it, plucking it from its place.

You watched intently, wondering just what your boyfriend had in mind, as he took a moment to examine the feather that he just pulled.

“Here. Have it. Little souvenir for the road.”

While the bird-like man extended his feather towards you, you could tell from the tone of his voice that he was more serious than he was letting on. Usually his voice had an aloofness to it. It was often detached and unconcerned. Mostly slow with words, dragging them out a bit at end of each of his sentences but this time it had sincerity, a bit of hardness, but also concern etched into it.

You huffed with laughter slightly as you took the wing from his hand. The back of the red winged Pro Heroes hand being soft, warm, and inviting as per usual. However just as quickly as you took the singular feather from Hawks, you placed it down onto the plush bed sheets that crinkled under the weight of your elbow propping you up.

You moved one of your own wings forward, braced yourself, and then winced from the sharp pain of you snatching a single feather from its secure and comfortable shaft. You wiped off a bead of blood that stuck to it and then held it out for Hawks to take.

“I outright refuse to be the only one in this relationship with a new key chain bauble, Keigo.”

You earned a couple of laughs from Takami, which you always aimed to do whenever you were in his presence. He carefully took the feather from your hand, making sure to caress it lightly before doing so. He placed it on his side of the bed, right next to his own that he just gave to you, and let out a brief sigh of relief.

“Just wanted to be able to know where you are at all times, yanno? Or at least have something to remind you of me whenever we’re apart. Not that you could ever forget a face as handsome as mine of course, but the thought is what counts right?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, this man. But you knew very well that under the facade of jokes and banter, there was an individual who yearned to not be alone and to have a long term and committed relationship. Someone who couldn’t bare the thought of losing you in any capacity.

He distanced, defended, and protected himself with humor due to his occupation, and you didn’t seek to change that about him, only to walk pathways that lessened that hurt inside of him.

“Wouldn’t have it any way Keigo. You know that.”

Hawks smiled softly while bringing you closer to his chest, the two feathers staying exactly where they were. Right in between the two people who were now bonded even more so through the very features that were at the core of their quirks, lives, and love.

#keigo takami #takami keigo #my hero academia #bnha #my hero x reader #hawks x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x gender neutral reader #my hero #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia x gender neutral reader #my hero academia x you #bnha x you #hawks x y/n #hawks x gender neutral reader #keigo takami x you #keigo takami x y/n #keigo takami x reader #takami keigo x reader #takami keigo x you #bnha hawks #bnha x self insert #my hero headcanons #my hero imagines #imagine #imagines #headcanons #anime #my hero academia headcanons #my hero academia imagines

[angelst4re]

can we get sequel to burning desire pleeeasse.

Like I literally read it 3 times today and I don't think you understand. I'm obsessed😍😍

of course!! i hope this is okay, i got a bit carried away :) but i'm thinking about making a part 3... i'm quite attached to this

Burning Desire- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader (part 2!)

[part 1]

୨♡୧ warnings: oh lord... smut! don't read if you're uncomfortable loves!!

୨♡୧ note: when i was writing this my helix piercing fell out (and it's a bitch to get back in) so when i came back to finish writing it i kinda forgot what i was writing... i hope it's not noticeable cos i still need to proof read this! ALSO shout out to my bestie @jamiebowerslut for giving me the best ideas to write about!! <3

When you wake up you realise your bed sheets don’t smell like you, and you’re not wearing your own clothes. As you open your eyes you realise you were in Jamie’s room. So it wasn’t a dream, you thought to yourself. You run your hands through your hair and look to your left, there he was. 

You roll over and snuggle up to him, your leg over his and your arm over his chest. He smiles, indicating that he was also awake. He gently kisses your forehead and, with a hand on your hip, pulls you closer to him. 

“Good morning,” he whispers in his morning voice. Your hand comes up to his cheek and your thumb strokes the skin. He was so beautiful, “did you sleep well?”

“Better than ever.” You grin, pulling him in for a kiss. 

What was supposed to be an innocent, gentle kiss soon led to you being pulled on top of him, your legs on either side of his hips, his hands on your waist guiding you as you grind down on his hardening length. You let out a gasp against his lips when you feel friction on your clit, which leaves him smiling, trying to get you to do it again. 

However, you take his hand from your waist and take two of his fingers into your mouth, softly sucking on them and dancing your tongue around them. He stared into your eyes, lost in the sensation. You grinned as you pulled his fingers out, and led his hand down between your thighs. You held them in place as you rubbed yourself against them, causing a small gasp to leave your lips. At this, he slipped two fingers into you, and you held onto his shoulders, moving your hips in time with the pump of his fingers. 

His hard cock was pressing into your bare thigh, so as he fucked you with his fingers, you reached into his boxers and teased his tip, which had began leaking pre-cum, with your thumb. When you wrap your fingers around his cock, his breath hitches, and you start to pump his cock. 

“Good girl,” he whispers, “just like that.”

You felt your high approaching and as you let go of his cock to hold onto his wrist, he pulled his hand away, you swore at him in your head. But as he pulled his boxers down his thighs, he pumped himself slightly before lining himself up with your dripping hole. 

“Jamie, please… sir… do it.” You whisper, your face buried in his neck. 

He just chuckles, and places a hand on your hip as he lowers you down onto his length. You whimper as you feel him stretch you out again, his thumb rubs your hip as you kiss on his neck. Once every inch of him was inside you, you stayed in that position for a while, giving him time to unbutton the shirt you were wearing, until you felt him thrust up into you, catching you off guard as you moan his name, followed by multiple profanities. 

You rocked your hips, before starting to bounce on his cock. As you moved, his eyes were drawn to your boobs, taking one into his hand and rubbing his thumb over your nipple. Your eyes roll back as he thrusts up into you again, hitting a spot you never realised was possible. Both his hands were now on your waist, keeping the pace at which you bounced on his cock steady, since you were too fucked out to realise how erratic your movemets were. 

“Want you.. cum in me… need to be filled up again, sir. Please… please, cum in me.” You say, breathless. 

“Of course, darling. Anything for my sweet girl.” He says, one of his hands coming up to your face, moving a piece of hair out the way, “you close?” He asks, watching your facial expressions as you continue to ride him. 

“Yes.” You whisper, taking his hand and bringing it to your clit. He takes the hint, rubbing his thumb in small, tight circles over your bundle of nerves as you moan out his name. “Sir.. I’m…” 

“That’s okay, let go baby. Make a mess on my cock for me.”

And as he pinches your clit lightly, you cum on his cock. Your legs trembling as one of his hands still guided you up and down his length, riding out your orgasm. You collapsed onto his chest, your body limp as he held you against him. 

He continued to fuck into you, making you whimper and clench around him from the overstimulation. However, this only made him fuck you harder, and faster. His breathing got heavier as his cock twitched inside you, telling you he was close. His grip on your hips got tighter, and you felt the warm substance shoot into you. He holds you in place, slowly moving his hips as you milk every drop from his cock. 

When both of you had recovered from the aftershocks of your orgasms, you began to lift yourself off of him, but his hands came back down to the sore spots on your hips where he had dug his fingers into your skin. 

“Don’t move, darling.” He says, running his fingers through your hair, his cock still buried inside you, “let’s just stay like this for now…” 

—————————♡—————————

Eventually, the two of you decided you had stayed like that for long enough, and Abi would wake up soon. Jamie led you to the shower and showed you where everything was before he went downstairs to make breakfast. When under the warm water, you took his body wash and poured some onto a cloth before washing yourself, you smiled when you realised it smelt just like him. 

When you stepped out of his shower, you wrapped the big towel around you and took his robe which was hanging on the door. Once you were dry, you slipped the grey fluffy robe on, tying it up around your waist as you walked down the stairs. 

“What are you doing here?!” Abi asks, struggling to hide the smile on her face, surprised to see you this early in the day. 

“Y/n might be staying here a few times a week, darling.” Jamie explains to his daughter as he passes you a cup of coffee, “but not as your babysitter anymore, I was hoping maybe she’d like to stay as my girlfriend?” He subtly asks you, his eyebrows raised as he places his drink down on the counter. 

“I’d love to!” You grin. 

“Really?!” Abi gasps, her eyes widening. You nod your head and she stands up, rushing over to hug you, “Oh my gosh! Does this mean you’re going to marry my daddy?”

Jamie sends a smile your way, he had always loved the way you got on with his daughter, and it upset him that she didn’t have a mother figure in her life. The way everything was going just felt right, for once. 

“Maybe one day.” He says, taking Abi’s plate and putting it by the sink, “now haven’t you got a piano lesson soon?” 

“Oh yeah!” Abi pulls away from you and rushes out the kitchen, back to her room to get changed. 

You smile as you come up behind Jamie, wrapping your arms around him. 

“So you ask me to be your girlfriend, and then talk about marrying me? I’m not complaining but… don’t you think this is a bit quick? Just yesterday I was Abi’s babysitter and now I’m… I just don’t want to see her get hurt if things don’t work out between us.” You say, frowning as he turns around. 

“Let’s just see how things go for now, okay? Abi absolutely adores you, baby, and I’d never do anything to upset her. Her mum’s never been there for her, did you know? You’re the closest thing she’s ever had to a mother, she loves you, almost as much as I do.” He explains, stroking your cheek, “I think we could make this work.” 

—————————♡—————————

After spending three months as Jamie’s girlfriend, all your doubts about your relationship not working out had disappeared. You basically moved in after the first month, and you have never been so happy before. Jamie told you he was earning enough for you to quit your part-time job, so you told him you’d think about it. You didn’t want to live off his money, but you hated your job. So eventually, you quit. 

Also, in these two months, you and Jamie had managed to fuck in almost every room in the house- with a few exceptions of Abi’s room and the garage, you swore to never go in the garage, too many cobwebs. He had fucked you on the kitchen table once more, along with the counter and against the fridge, also in his office, against the living room door, in the shower (twice) and in the backseat of his car. So it didn’t really come as a surprise when you realised you had missed your period. 

When Jamie was out picking Abi up from her friend's house, you headed to the drug store and picked up a couple pregnancy tests and a new body wash- although smelling like Jamie was nice, you missed your signature scent. After paying, you picked up some drinks from starbucks for you, Jamie and Abi before going back home. 

When you arrived home, you were greeted by Abi, who was exceptionally happy that you brought her her favourite drink, so thankfully she didn’t notice the small brown bag you had under your arm. 

“Where’s your dad, sweetheart?” You ask. 

“In his office, I think it’s an important call.” She tells you. 

You thank her and tell her that you’re going to take a nap because you don’t feel well. You passed Jamie’s office on your way to the stairs and he didn’t look too happy, so you thought it was best that you left him alone for now and take the tests by yourself. 

You hear Jamie call your name as you shut the bathroom door, so you open it and let him in. 

“Abi said you weren’t feeling too well,” he says, “is everything okay?”

You shake your head and point to the pregnancy tests that were still in the boxes, his jaw drops and he reaches to touch your shoulder. 

“You think you’re…”

“I’m not entirely sure, I was supposed to get my period almost two weeks ago and I still haven’t so it was the first thing I thought of.” You explain, “which is exciting… but also fucking terrifying.”

“It’s okay, darling. We should've expected it, really. Do you want me to get you anything? Some water, a cup to pee in?” 

“I think it says to pee in a cup,” you examine one of the boxes, “so yes, please.”

As Jamie leaves to get a cup, you open one of the boxes and look at it. It was a lot bigger than you imagined. When he returned with a disposable cup, you thanked him and he had to disappear again to take another call. 

You dipped the first stick into the cup and placed it on the sink, then did the second one. Jamie came back just after, worried that he had missed something, you assured him that you were fine. 

“They both have one line, what does that mean?” Jamie asks, examining the sticks. 

“Only one? I think that means I’m not pregnant,” you say, reading the box again, “yeah, look!” 

“Oh yeah,” Jamie said. He sounded quite disappointed. But maybe it was just stress, he was busy with work and you had just wasted his time, “that’s a shame.” 

“Is it?” You ask, bewildered. He nods his head. 

“I’ve always wanted another baby, Abi’s always wanted a brother or a sister. You would be such a wonderful parent, y/n, even Abi tells me how she wishes you were her-” 

You shut him up by snaking your hand to the back of his head and pulling him down to your height, crashing your lips into his. Your other hand comes up to cup his cheek, as he places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him. 

“Then let’s do it,” you say between kisses, “let's make a baby, Jamie.”

You don’t need to say anymore, as he moves his arms down, picking you up by the thighs, You wrap your legs around his waist as he picks you up, giggling as he takes you back to the bedroom. He leans over the bed as you drop down underneath him, shuffling so your head is on the pillows. Jamie goes to shut and lock his door, taking off his shirt as he comes back to the bed. 

He climbs on top of you, spreading your legs so he can lie between them as he kisses your neck. You try wiggling out of your shorts but he stops you, telling you to be patient. Instead, he slides the straps of your tank top down your shoulders, and he kisses the skin there. 

He pulls your top down, exposing your white lace bra. He kisses down your chest and as he reaches your left boob, he pulls it out of your bra, kissing the soft flesh and sliding his warm tongue along your nipple. You let out a small whimper as he takes the bud between his lips and suckles gently whilst your fingers tangle in his hair. Once he was satisfied, he moved to your right boob and gave it the same treatment. 

When Jamie was done with teasing you, he slid his hands into your shorts and the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs together and throwing them to the floor. Like usual, you were fully naked in front of him whilst he was almost fully dressed. 

One of his hands is placed on your waist whilst his other arm props him up as he leans over you. He kisses along your jaw as the hand on your waist trails down your stomach and between your thighs. You gasp as you feel his finger on your clit, rubbing the nub as he leaves sloppy kisses on your neck. 

“Jamie plea-”

“That isn’t my name, darling.” He says with a smirk, his eyes coming up to meet yours. 

“Sir…” You say, reaching for his belt, signalling him to undress, which he does, but he makes sure he takes his time. 

When he finally came back to you, you felt his hard cock pressing against your inner thigh as he kneels between your legs. You want nothing more than to take it and move him slightly to the right so he slips in perfectly. But your fantasies are quickly dissolved as you feel two of his fingers slip into you, curling them with every pump of his hand as his free hand wraps around your throat. 

“Shit.” You groan as he picks up the pace of his fingers, leaving you squirming beneath him, begging for more. “Please sir,” you whisper between breaths, “need your cock.” 

Your begging pays off, as he pulls his fingers from you and holds them up to your lips, smirking as you take them into your mouth and suck them clean. 

“Fuck,” he groans, “I would make you put that mouth to good use, but we've got things to do, baby.” 

He spreads your legs further and lines up with your entrance, his tip rubbing on your clit. You bite your hand to hold back your moans as you feel him fill you up, inch by inch. You throw your head back against the pillows once he’s all the way in. He takes your chin and forces you to look back up at him, and his lips press against your jaw, leaving kisses that trail down your throat as he begins to thrust in and out of you. You clench around him as he hits the spots deep inside you, causing you to see stars. 

His hand comes down to where your bodies meet and he rubs small circles onto your swollen clit, you hold tight onto his shoulders, before you start clawing at his back, the pleasure becoming too much. 

“Fuck, you feel so good sir. Always fuck me so good.” You say, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer towards you, making sure he doesn’t stop. 

“Always so good for me, my sweet girl. I’m gonna fill your belly with my babies, okay? Is that what you want?” 

“Yes please, sir.” You whimper, your eyes rolling back. You knew that if you weren’t trying to be quiet then you would’ve let out a pornagraphic moan. 

He slid his hand from your waist to your belly, and pushed down. The pressure only adding to the pressure as he whispered to you, 

“This is my spot, baby. You feel that?” 

You nod your head, every time he fucked into you it pushed you closer and closer to the edge. His hand then moves back to your clit as he feels you getting closer to your high. 

“Cum for me, darling. I need to feel you cum on my cock, baby.” 

You pull him towards you, and he traps your moans in a kiss as he sends you over the edge, fucking you through your high. 

“That’s right, baby. You’re doing so well for me, pretty girl. Gonna cum in your tight cunt soon, okay?” 

“Do it,” you whisper in his ear, “give me your babies, sir. Wanna be full of your cum, please, please-” He takes your leg and lifts it over his shoulder, the position making it easier for him to fuck deeper into your cunt, leaving you quirming underneath him. He kisses your calf up to your knee as his thrusts change from quick and rough to deep and slow. Hitting every spot. 

Your legs tremble as his cock twitches, you whisper dirty words trying to send him over the edge… and it works. He lifts your hips a few inches off the bed as he cums inside you, painting your walls with his seed as he leaves kisses on your leg again. You’re still clenching around him due to the sensitivity of your cunt, making his breath hitch. 

When he pulls out of you, you whimper at the loss of contact. When his cum starts dripping from your cunt, he pushes it back in with his finger. 

“No, no, not again.” You whine, he just chuckles as he lies beside you, kissing your forehead. 

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I was just making sure we didn’t waste anything…” 

His hand comes down to your tummy again, stroking over it gently- unlike 2 minutes ago when he was pounding inside of you. You turn to him and smile softly. 

“I hope I can make you a daddy again,” you say, placing your hand on his. 

“I hope I can make you a mother, darling,” he said before smirking, “if not then I guess we’ll have to keep trying!”

#jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #jamie campbell bower smut #jamie bower x reader #jamie campbell bower x reader

[lullabyes22-blog]

What do the Forward but Never Forget characters think of sex toys and what are their favorites?

nsfw

Silco: By all means. If it gets the job done - or spices up the play - the more the merrier. His favorite is the finger vibrator. It requires some precision and delicacy to use, and isn't quite as (literally) in-your-face as other toys on the list. Also, he doesn't even think of paddles, restraints, pinwheels or clamps as toys. That's just part of the natural landscape, my dear. The night would wax dull without them.

Sevika: She enjoys the use of sex toys, but actually finds vibrators overrated. It feels nice at first, but then you just go numb, and the constant buzz interferes with her focus. She'd prefer to be hearing her partners panting and groaning, and knows plenty of ways to make it happen without gadgets and gizmos. Her go-to is the strap-on dildo. Reliable, no fuss, and gets the job done.

Vi: She's not that into toys, as she prefers her focus on more tactile aspects like taste, sound, scent, touch. Once in a while, restraints and a nice sturdy dildo do the trick. But on the whole, she's more about the slide of skin on skin and the burn of friction than anything extra.

Mel: Some sex toys put her off in terms of sheer aesthetic - or lack thereof. Who designed these items, and why must they look so outlandish? Others, particularly sleek and subtle toys, are great for enhancing the mood without draining the focus. Cock-rings, ben wa balls and lipstick vibrators are her go-to if she's in a friskier mood. Sometimes restraints if she feels like teasing her partners and hearing them beg<3

Jinx: You expected her not to be on the list? This girl is an engineering whiz - of course she's fascinated by the inner-workings of sex toys, and the sheer range and variety of designs. She's even invented a few of her own - though getting a patent when you're a terroristic bomber is tricky. Her favorite is a neato little bullet vibrator. Keeps her happily buzzing (literally) while she's going over her doodles/designs, and can be hidden anywhere on one's person.

I should note there's a scene in FnF where Vi is rummging through Jinx's things, finds her 'magic bullet,' realizes what it is, and shoves it back in the drawers while inwardly asking Janna why she's put her on this world to make her suffer...

#asks #arcane #arcane league of legends #arcane silco #silco #arcane vi #vi #arcane mel #mel medarda #arcane sevika #sevika #arcane jinx #jinx #forward but never forget/xoxo #forward (never forget)/xoxo

[rogerswifesblog-updates]

Stretching you (out) pt 2

Here’s pt 1

A/N: I realised I never posted the second part even though I had it in my drafts since December 🤣 i really hope you’ll like it!! Let me know!

Pairings: Lance Tucker x Reader

Warnings: stretching, fingering, fingering/rubbing through clothes, spit as lube, squirting, anal play, anal fingering, anal sex, rough anal sex, dp, multiple orgasms, slight overstimulation, anal cream pie, cum eating, rimming? it literally just porn without plot

You were nervously entering the gym once again.

Would it happen again? You had no idea if it was a one time thing, but just in case…you left the panties out, purposely wearing your tightest, white leggings, knowing they were see through.

You could already feel how wet you were, alone the thought of Lance being the cause for this.

You could already feel how wet you were, alone the thought of Lance being the cause for this.

The thought about what he could do to you today made your pussy clench around nothing.

Lance had promised you a great session, when you two met for dinner after the first training. But he didn’t mention what had happened between you two-and it made you crazy. The whole time you had pressed your legs together, to get some friction.

Only later did you realize he enjoyed watching you squirm like that. “Something on your mind?” He mocked you teasingly.

“Hello, you’re finally here,” said the gymnast, coming closer to you and grabbing your ass, when you were close enough. Both of his hands landed on your flesh, kneading hard enough to make you whimper. “Hi,” you gasped quietly.

Lance let go of you, a smirk on his lips.

God that smirk made your pulse quicken. And your cunt clench around nothing.

At first he just told you to stretch your legs like you’d usually do-only did he also want you to turn around, so he could observe you(r ass). After a while he started doing his own stretching, coming closer to you and putting his hands on your ass, rubbing your flesh.

“White leggings and no panties, hm? I can already see you’re wet, sweetheart,” he mumbled, pressing his fingers right into your pussy, through the material of your clothes, making you moan quietly. “Knew you’d like it,” you mumbled, feeling him rub your folds and clit, till you could hear the wet squelch even through the material. It was embarrassing how wet you got so quickly.

He watched the material soak with your juices and showed him the outline of your pussy. If he could, he’d probably taken a picture.

But it’d be much better if he could see your naked pussy, without the material. Grabbing the leggings, he ripped them open, moaning when his gaze fell on your throbbing cunt. “So hungry for my cock, huh,” he grinned, already thrusting two of his fingers, working them in and out.

At this point you were a moaning, shaking mess, still trying to hold the position of bending down and touching your toes. You felt him press you down with his free hand, pressing his palm down on your back. “Come on baby, I know you can give me an even better arch…yeah, that’s it, maybe I’ll give you the gold later.” You whined at that. Fuck, you wanted his gold so bad. But your thighs burned so bad from the stretch of your muscles. “Lance it stings, I can’t-” “Oh you can sweetheart. The burn is something good. Trust me.” He grinned, still pumping his fingers into you. “Show me some effort.”

You felt yourself getting closer, feeling him rub your clit with his thumb and pressing two fingers into your throbbing cunt. “Oh god Lance-fuck-I’m gonna-I-“

Before you could finish your sentence, your juices squirted out around his fingers for the first time, making your knees buckle. If Lance hadn’t put his arm quickly around you, you’d probably fall. “So hot, baby. Squirting all over me. Look what a mess you made,” he mumbled.

You whined loudly when more squirted out with every flick of his thumb and he pulled his fingers out, watching your pussy clench around nothing.

“You still wanna more, hm, sweetheart? Can’t get enough of me?” He grinned, freeing his cock and pushing inside, with one quick thrust, while his hips started to snap hard and fast. You cried out in pleasure, feeling him once again starting to rub your sensitive bud. “Lance!” You moaned loudly.

He bit his bottom lip, watching his cock disappear in your sloppy cunt, squelching with every thrust.

“That’s not how I had our session planned, but don’t worry. I’ll still stretch you everywhere. Just like you deserve.” With that he stopped moving, still buried deep in you. You could feel him spit right on your puckered hole, making you clench around him even harder.

Oh god.

Lance rubbed one of his wet fingers around your tightest hole, pressing into you, feeling the tight muscle contract to let him in, making you whimper. “Lance-” “So tight. You need some good stretching, sweetheart, this won’t be an easy fit, definitely gonna sting a bit, but I know you like it, don’t ya?”

He moved his finger in and out of you, while the movement of his hips picked up a brutal speed. With the other hand he slid to your clit, rubbing it till you came on his cock, squeezing your tight walls around him. Your ass squeezed around his fingers too, making him want to fuck you even more. “Such a good girl for me,” he grinned, leaning down again and spitting once again on your tightest hole, inserting his second finger in.

Then he pulled out, grabbing you by the hair and pulling against his chest. His lips caressed along your neck. “You’re such a good girl. You deserve the gold to stretch you out.”

He walked with you to the gymnastics equipment, stopping at one of the vault tables, not saying anything, just grabbing your leg and putting it over it. You whined slightly, feeling your leg so high-and shortly after the tip of his dick at your tightest hole, slowly sliding in. “So fucking tight.” Then he thrusts forwards, his big thick dick disappearing inch by inch in you.

A whimper escaped your throat, when his thick length pressed into you. “Swallowing me right up,” he sighed, bottoming out.

The sting of your tight, not much prepared muscle made you cry out. The stretch felt so good…so much. But you craved more. You wanted everything he wanted to give you. Lance bottomed out quickly and you’ve never felt so full before. Your tights walls struggled around him, stretching open slowly and adjusting to him.

Lance smirked, pounding mercilessly into your tight hole, moaning your name. He grabbed your hips tightly, probably hard enough to leave bruises.

When he let his hand glide to your pussy, inserting two thick fingers in your hole and curling them into your spot, you felt a sudden orgasm rush over you, making your juices once again squirt out of your abused hole.

“Squeezing me so tight, fuck. How many can you give me, hm? How many times can you squirt?” He growled. You didn’t trust your voice to say anything, you could only whimper pathetically, especially when his thumb circled around your bud. Everything was so much.

He curled and thrusted his fingers into you, till you gave him two more, while still fucking you roughly. Your body was like a putty in his hands, completely at his mercy. Lance laughed, watching your limb body hold onto the table, while your legs shook.

Lance moaned loudly, shooting his load deep into your abused ass, coating your walls with his seed.

He stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying your tight walls squeezing and milking him.

His cum made your feel even fuller, making you whine a pathetic sound.

After pulling slowly out of you, he watched his cum leak out of your gaping hole and drip to your cunt and even add to the mess on the floor.

Lance hummed quietly, pushing your leg even higher, to spread your ass even further, leaning down to lick a strip from your pulsing cunt to your cum filled ass. He repeated this, every time you clenched and more cum dripped out of you.

After you had nothing more to give, he pulled you by your hair back against his chest, pressing his lips to yours. You could taste his and also your own release on his tongue, trying to lick into his mouth.

Lance chuckled, slowly pulling your leg down, helping you stand on your wobbly legs.

“You did such a good job, baby. Perfectly stretched…we definitely need to do it regularly, so your body gets used to it,” he whispered cockily, but you couldn’t care less how much it pushed his ego.

“Yes, please,” you nodded, burying your face into his solid chest.

I Hope you enjoyed reading!! Please let me know by leaving feedback! And don’t forget to reblog!

Wanna talk? Flood my inbox!😋

#lance tucker #lance tucker smut #lance tucker x you #lance tucker x reader #lance tucker x y/n #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

[00:26] FWB!Wooyoung x fem!reader, suggestive, mentions of sexual themes, inspired by the AOTM performance, originally posted on June 27th, 2021

The club was nearly shaking from the loud music and the people in it as well. You loved this atmosphere, because it never failed to get your blood pumping - and occasionally your core throbbing. While others went to church every Saturday, you, on the other hand, went to the club. It was like a ritual to you - although tonight was a very special occasion.

You were alone tonight in the club, no friends accompanying you and most importantly, he was alone too. He, as in Jung Wooyoung, the man who could make you scream his name in pleasure every time you two met. It was the usual friends-with-benefits relationship - no strings attached, just two friends hanging out and fucking around. Literally.

If looks could kill, every single person who would set their eyes on either of you would be dead by now. You were wearing your tightest black bodycon dress, paired with black stiletto strappy heels, your hair in light curls and your red lipstick burning brighter than the flames of Hell itself. Wooyoung, on the other hand, was wearing a three-piece suit, without an undershirt, his toned golden chest showing off, along with his diamond chain necklace.

You had exchanged a few flirty glances, yet none of you made a move to approach each other - you were playing a game of push and pull, waiting on who would break first. On that note, you decided to spice things up a bit and grabbed the first man you saw and started dancing with him. Of course, the man did not waste time and was running his hands over the small of your back and your ass. Now that will make him furious, you thought and smirked at the possible image of jealousy written all over Wooyoung’s sharp features.

The confirmation came only two minutes later, when you felt your arm being yanked and you turn around to see Jung Wooyoung in all his glory and his jaw clenched as tight as humanly possible. “Dude, what the fuck?”, says the man who was dancing with you and Wooyoung takes a step forward, his gaze more menacing than a tiger ready to rip its prey apart. “She is not yours. Piss off before you regret it”, he spits and the man almost runs away. You almost felt bad for him. Almost.

“You’re so predictable”, you turn to Wooyoung, a satisfactory smirk adorning your blood red lips. “Tried to play it cool, but I can’t hide my true desire, doll”, he chuckles. “Oh? And what could that be?”, you ask with faux innocence, “Don’t play innocent with me, Y/N, ‘cause I can see the dirty in your eyes”, he licks his lips slowly enough for you to catch every movement.

“And what makes you think that I want to get dirty with you?”, you ask, blatantly lying, as if your panties weren’t soaked and sticky to your folds. Wooyoung releases a breathy chuckle as he pulls you flush to his chest and wraps his arm around your waist. “My baby’s a bad liar, but I know her so well”, he smirks and runs a finger over your cheek. You mimic his action by running one of your perfectly manicured nails down his exposed chest and he hisses at the feeling.

“And what are you going to do about it? Are you going to punish me, Wooyoungie?”, you tease and he groans at your words. He wedges his thigh between your slightly parted legs and flexes his strong muscles under your clothed pussy, making you whimper at the friction. “Doll, you’re on your worst behaviour tonight”, Wooyoung mumbles against your collarbone and you feel his breath fan against your skin, as he drags the tip of his tongue in a torturing pace. He reaches behind your ear and finally whispers:

“You’re so good at being bad, Y/N. And I want it just like that”.

#wooyoung suggestive #ateez wooyoung #jung wooyoung #ateez suggestive #ateez fanfics #ateez

[rosedtae]

PEACH | JJK

—PAIRING: Jungkook x female reader

—GENRE: smut, fluff, established relationship

—SUMMARY: the one where you won’t stop poking your bf’s ass so now you gotta face its consequences.

—RATING: 18+

—WORDCOUNT: 2 k

—WARNINGS: brat oc, spanking, kinda ass eating?, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, creampie.

—A/N: I saw a video and it inspired me to write about bf!jk. This is actually the koo morning couple, maybe I should just make a Drabble series for them (¬◡¬)✧ anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this pwp, do let me know your thoughts about this one! Oh and also, it’s not proofread so ignore any grammar mistakes that might be there hahaha…ha.. (・_・;)

Song: juicy by doja cat

Series mlist

“Fucking y/n, do it one more time and I'm gonna fucking punish you,” Jungkook spits with a poker face, lips drawing into a tight line as the darkness in his eyes shows how serious he is being right now. His harsh tone shoots arousal straight down your nether region as you bite your lip, raising your eyebrows in a challenging way. 

It all started when you got home to a hungry Jungkook looking in the fridge for something before he found the said something— his banana milk. He didn't notice you entering as he continued drinking the milk, still looking in the fridge. You planned on giving him a tight hug but your eyes fell on his butt instead. His butt definitely did get bigger from all the workouts he has been doing. Your eyes sparkled with a glint of shenanigans that filled your mind. 

You smacked his ass making him yelp in surprise, spilling some of his banana milk. “Hello there,” you chuckled at his surprised expressions before kissing his pouty lips. Jungkook didn't have any problem with you smacking his ass but he would much rather spank you. But you didn't stop there, there was just something about his bubbly butt that provoked you to smack it. It was probably because he was starting to get annoyed and you just love being a brat to him (you deserve to spank him a little considering all the times he has colored your ass red from his spanks).

After being asked several times to not smack his ass you decided to poke it instead since he didn't say anything about poking. Your finger poked his ass making him jump a little, not expecting you to literally poke him. “Hey, leave me and my ass alone,” he huffed before rolling his eyes, gently rubbing the spot where you poked him. You giggled at his response not paying any heed to his complaints.

This brings you to your current situation. Jungkook’s eyes travel from your raised eyebrows to your bitten lip, sensing the brattiness radiating from you as you bring your finger up to his ass daring to poke his cheek again for the 6785th time. “That’s it,” he growls, getting up to catch you. Seeing him finally come for you makes your heart skip a beat as you start running towards the living room. 

You squeak loudly when he cages you between his arms, lifting you up. He settles down on the couch, bending you over his knees. “I warned you so many times but you were just begging to be punished weren't you,” he asks rhetorically while his fingers skim the silhouette of your tiny shorts. Your pussy lips get wet as he massages your inner thighs, moving north to squeeze your ass. “hmmph..,” an involuntary breathy moan escapes your lips making Jungkook snicker. “What was that? Don't tell me you are enjoying your punishment,” he lands a sharp smack on your ass. Your cheek burns with a sharp sting and before it could lessen he lands another smack on the same point intensifying the stimulation. You bite your lip to endure the pain as it slowly starts arousing you. 

Jungkook takes off your shorts in a swift motion to look at your painted ass. His gaze on your ass turns you on even more as you squeeze your thighs together to get some friction. Jungkook’s sweatpants tighten at the view of your pathetic administrations. Your thong sticks between your asscheeks, getting coated by your wetness. He rubs your stung skin gently, making you purr like a cat. Even the smallest of his caresses hold the power to provide your body with so much pleasure. He halts his rub once he remembers that this is supposed to be your punishment. 

He hooks his finger on the band of your thong, stretching it out before releasing to make it snap against your skin. You whimper in reply, making him rub your ass to soothe the pain. “Don’t whine now, you asked for it,” he says nonetheless still caressing you. Jungkook takes off your thong, sensing your discomfort as the fabric starts clinging onto your wet pussy. 

You gasp at the feeling of your swollen lips getting hit by the cold air. “You were so keen on poking my ass,” he says in a deep low tone, “let’s see how you take it when I poke yours.” Your walls clench around nothing in anticipation. Jungkook mounts your ass up a bit to get a better angle before ducking his head to bite your cheek gently. Your red ass makes it hard for Jungkook to control his urge to just pound into you in this instance. But he’s a man of patience— at least in bed. 

He kisses both your cheeks softly, while his tattooed hand makes its way between your legs to collect your wetness. A trail of lewd noises escapes your lips at the touch of his fingers with your desperate dripping pussy. Your hips move on their own in an attempt to rub your clit against his sweatpants but his large veiny hands halt your movements. “Patience or I won’t touch that little clit at all,” he warns, moving his arousal-coated finger to your tightest hole. 

Jungkook’s fingers slowly rub your asshole in circles trying to stretch it. He pulls your cheeks apart before spitting on your hole, making you gasp loudly. You never tried any butt stuff and the foreign feeling of having Jungkook play with your hole to his desire makes you excited and nervous at the same time. He slowly tries to insert his finger in your fluttering hole. His spit and your arousal lessen the friction. Your hole clenches as soon as the tip of his finger enters inside you. 

“Jungkoo— mhmm,” you whimper in almost pain as his finger stretches you out. A bubble of pleasure starts building up at his touch but an uncomfortable ache accompanies it. You let out a cry, furrowing your brows at the sensation of his finger moving inside. Jungkook feels your body stiffen, and halts his moments, “how does it feel?”

“Good..b-but it hurts,” your fragile voice replies in an unsteady manner. He slowly pulls his finger out, not wanting to hurt you even a little bit. His nose nudges your asshole as his lips skim over your folds. His tongue moves over to your asshole, stimulating it with kitten licks while his index and middle finger rub your folds together. You feel light-headed as the pleasure starts building up. “Ye-yes, please don’t stop..,” you barely manage to form a sentence once his fingers start playing with your clit. Your core tightens as the euphoric feeling starts flooding in, bursting the bubble of pleasure any second now. But Jungkook stops milliseconds before your climax, making you groan in frustration. 

“Whyyyy,” you whine noisily. “Because this is your punishment baby,” he replies with a smirk on his face, working back on building up your climax. Playing with your clit, he builds up your orgasm only to deny it. “Jungkook please, don’t tease me,” you try to soften him by using your pouty soft voice. But it only seems to turn him on even more as he pushes you to lay flat on your back. 

“Take it off,” he motions towards your top. Your earlier battiness leaves your body as you become compliant, your orgasms are in his control after all. Your top hits the floor accompanied by your bra, making you bare under his hungry eyes. His body hovers over yours, as he traps your lips in a hungry kiss. You tilt your head to allow him access to deepen the kiss. Your hands desperately tug his shirt over his head while he swallows your huffed moans. You arch your back, pressing your tender breasts against his buff chest. “Fuck,” he moans in between the kiss at the feeling of your perky nipples.

He kisses your jaw eliciting pornographic moans from you, turning your throat dry. He kisses all the way down to your boobs, sucking bright hickies on his way. His lips wrap around your left nipple, flicking and sucking it to his heart’s content, while his other hand pinches your unattended nipple. Your eyes shut close at the sweet electric feeling, making you squirm underneath him. Your fingers tighten their grip on his hair, pulling it slightly as your feet push the band of his sweatpants down in an attempt to take them off.

Jungkook releases your nipple with a pop, “always the eager one.” He kisses your belly, moving down to torture your pussy again. Your clit is extra sensitive from all the edging, and when he finally kisses your clit, you feel like you are going to lose it. He presses open-mouthed kisses to your clit and licks your entrance alternatively to slurp all your juices. The view, the sound, the stimulation—it becomes all too lewd for you. “I’m gonna—,” you are not even able to finish your sentence when your climax hits you like a fucking full-loaded truck. 

Your mind goes blank as the only sound that fills your ears is that of Jungkook still latching onto your wetness. You don’t register that you are basically riding his face. The ecstatic feeling starts dying slowly making you come back to consciousness. Jungkook’s face between your legs makes your pussy throb like you didn’t just have a mind-blowing orgasm. “More,” you whine, needing his cock inside you. You cup his cheeks pulling him up to kiss his glistening swollen lips, courtesy of your bites. 

Your kiss turns sloppy as you brush your hips against his in need. “Please babe, I need you in me,” you whimper before kissing his lips in desperate need as if you won’t be able to breathe without having constant contact with them. He kisses your eyelid softly, “I got you, love.” He pumps his rock-hard dick, lining it up with your entrance— coating it with your wetness before he finally, finally enters inside. 

Your eyes roll back at the warm fulfilling feeling, which keeps building up as his dick slowly enters deeper inside your walls, stretching you out real good. His mushroom tip nudges your soft spongy spot once he bottoms out. You relish the feeling for a few minutes before asking him to move. Your nails scratch his back, hugging him tightly as he starts picking up a rhythm. He removes your hand from around his neck only to wrap his fingers around yours. He looks straight into your eyes, holding your hand tightly as he starts thrusting in faster. 

His tip directly hits your g-spot repeatedly, making it hard for you not to cum. “you will cum with me only,” he groans, “hmph- I’m close, just a bit more.” His thrusts start getting deeper and rougher, picking up a fast pace. You try your best not to cum but his delicious thrusts make it hard for you not to fall over the brink of orgasm. “That’s it, you are a good girl aren’t you?” He coos, to which you reply by nodding frantically, “y-yess.”

“That’s it cum for me,” he orders in his dominant alpha tone which makes you shudder. Your walls clench around him as he spills his cum inside your little pussy. You both moan at the same time as your orgasm synchronizes. “I love you,” he whispers, rolling his hips to help you both ride your orgasms. You nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck, pressing small kisses in reply—not being able to form a comprehensible sentence.

His body slumps on yours, once you both reach down your highs. Your fingers run through his hair as he hugs you tightly. You lay like that for a few minutes before you get up to grab your top. “Where do you think you are going?” Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist, throwing you on his shoulder swiftly, as he makes his way to your shared bedroom. “Wait, babe, put me down,” you giggle softly.

He lightly smacks your ass before biting it, “I’m not done with you yet.” 

･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ･ﾟ: ･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ* ﾟ* ･ﾟ: *･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ*

I hope you liked the fic! Support me by liking, commenting or sending me your views <33 your feedback means the world to me 🥹

-Rose 🤎

#jeon jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook fic #jungkook drabble #jungkook oneshot #jungkook x reader #bts smut #bts fluff #bts fanfiction #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x oc #jungkook x y/n