oh my god i just came up with this concept: you’re giving pete head and colson happens to randomly face time pete and instead of telling you to stop he answers the phone and basically shows you off
YES YES ok im a little rusty but hey
Freaky Fuck | Pete Davidson
tw?:smut, a dash of semi-public sex.
word count:690 (nice)
Your eyes flutter open slowly, gaze trailing up to take in the ethereal sight of your boyfriend enjoying the blowjob you’re giving him. His eyes clamped shut, mouth slightly agape, small moans slipping past his plump lips every time your tongue would slide across his tip.
Breathing through your nose, you tried taking him deeper this time. Your lips sliding across his length, suppressing a gag as he hits the back of your throat.
You loved giving Pete blowjobs, there was something so hot about focusing on a mans pleasure when you know he can focus on yours. Blowing him like you’re begging him to give it to you hard, like you have to prove yourself to him. His tattooed hands coming forward to wrap your hair in a rough ponytail.
You thought of what he might do to you when he was done, if you would get his fingers or his tongue, or maybe just his raw dick. Your spit and juices mixing with his precum as he pounded you relentlessly. How you would feel your tummy tighten as he rubbed at your clit, whimpering out that you’re about to cum, how he would lean down and groan in your ear “good girl.”
Or maybe he would be tired from his first orgasm and you’d have to ride him, begging him to please let you cum.
Well, of course he would always make sure you came, if not edging you a bit first, but you liked to beg for it. It made you feel submissive to him, like your pleasure was in his hands. Like you weren’t worthy of an orgasm on his beautiful cock.
You were kicked out of your trance by the sound of a phone ringing, your eyes snapping open just soon enough to catch Pete reaching over to grab his phone. Pete took a moment to read the contact before presumably hanging up, your actions hastily continuing.
“Oh shit.” A laugh came through the phone, a laugh you’d know anywhere. You’d heard it enough whenever Pete and Colson would call to catch up on whatever stupid thing the other had done.
You weren’t sure if Pete had expected you to be embarrassed, or if he just thought it was hot, but either way you continued to pump and suck him like you were going for first prize. You didn’t mind a little audience.
“Fuck,” he moans “look at how she’s working me. Feels so fuckin’ good.”
Looking up through your lashes at the camera, you tried your best to look sexy. Well, as sexy as you could with a dick down your throat. It was clearly doing something for Pete as you could feel his breathing quicken and his cock begin to throb in your mouth. Humming against him, your actions sped up as your confidence grew, eyes locked on the way his face contorted in pleasure.
“Yeah, suck that shit. I think she’s enjoying it.”
“I think she likes being watched,” Petes head hung back to rest on the couch, eyes clamped shut “let him cum on your face.” Colson directs. The camera was facing you, so you couldn’t see Colson, but you couldn’t help but wonder if he was stroking himself beyond the screen.
With the image in mind you pulled Pete’s hard dick from past your lips, wiping the string of spit out of the air while you jerked him above your face. Pete glanced down at his phone screen, readjusting the position so he was sure Colson had full view of the moment.
Pete came on your face with a groan, hot spurts on cum landing on your face while you relentlessly jerked him, milking him for all he had. When you were satisfied you brought his tip back up to your lips, swirling your tongue around it and cleaning what was left. His hips jerked up a bit as you suckled at his tip, sliding himself against your tongue.
“She wants more.” Colson snickers, the sound of his spoon hitting a bowl following after.
“Is he... eating cereal?” You ask, Pete laughing a bit as he nods “Freaky fuck.”
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it’s too easy ~ machine gun kelly
word count: 1667
@thysagclub "Hi!! I know requests are closed atm but I really like ur way or writing and you can write this whenever u feel like it. I’m thinking a mgk 18+ one shot, the reader is doing yoga and colson walks in on her and after cracking a couple sexual joke they eventually end up having sex. And pet names ie. princess, doll, angel, again u don’t have too just a thought! <33"
description: when he finds his girlfriend in compromising yoga positions, he finds it's too easy to make sexual jokes that eventually lead into something more
pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader
warnings: swearing, smut
masterlist (one, two)
It may be cliché, but I loved to start my days off early with some yoga. I would wake up early in the morning, usually before everyone else in the house, and I’d go outside with my yoga mat and speaker. I’d play some calming music as I did my morning yoga, and after about an hour I’d go back in, ready for the day ahead of me.
I was in the middle of this usual routine one day, my body bent over with my legs and arms stretched as much as I could in downward dog. I breathed in, feeling the familiar tight feeling in my joints as I did so, then breathed out. I was about to breathe in again when I heard a voice behind me.
“You’re really making it too easy to make dirty jokes about this.”
I looked between my legs to see that someone was leaning against the doorway behind me. I rolled my eyes at Colson’s comment, although I knew he couldn’t see me.
“Yeah, yeah, make all the jokes you want,” I told him. “I’m sure it won’t be the last time I hear them.”
I raised my right leg and stretched it up as high as I could, breathing in slowly through my nose and letting it out through my mouth. I could feel my body trembling as I attempted to keep myself up, but it was natural reaction.
“There’s no way that’s comfortable,” Colson said. “You look like you’re about to collapse.”
“Usually there’s not this much talking during yoga,” I said, cringing a little at the obvious strain in my voice. “It’s not supposed to be comfortable. It’s supposed to stretch out your muscles and wake them up for the day ahead.”
My outwards breath sounded more like a heavy sigh this time, which it kind of was. As much as I loved Colson, I didn’t enjoy having my yoga time interrupted, unless he was about to take this as seriously as I did.
I lowered my right leg and was about to lift my left when I felt a sharp sting on my ass. I yelped and stood up, breaking my perfect form, to glare at Colson. He had a smug smirk on his face as if he were so proud of what he had done.
“Sorry,” he said, although he didn’t sound very sorry. “Couldn’t help myself.”
“I’m sure you couldn’t,” I said, sarcastically.
“What else do you expect me to do when you’re there bent over in front of me in those tight pants?” he asked.
“I expected you to be asleep still,” I responded. “Look, go back inside, I'll be finished soon.”
He didn’t move, but I decided I didn’t want to wait for him. I went back down into downward dog and stretched my left leg up, doing my steady breathing as I had before. I lowered my leg and began to peddle my feet, stretching out my legs for what was supposed to be the last time.
Before I could stand back up, I felt Colson grab my ass again. I tried to seem annoyed by it, but I couldn’t help but enjoy the way he was touching me. A moan escaped my lips when I felt him pressing his hips against me, grinding the bulge in his pants against me. I heard him chuckle at my reaction.
“I thought you were pissed I was distracting you,” he said.
“I-I never said I was - oh - pissed. You were just interrupting me.”
He kept grinding his hips against me. Any tight or tense feelings I had from my yoga had almost completely disappeared as all I could think about was how badly I wanted to take away the layers of clothes that was between the two of us.
I had forgotten the awkward position I was in until I felt like my head was pounding. I realized I was still bent over, and all the blood was likely running to my head and causing the discomfort. As much as I wanted to continue our activities, I knew I couldn’t do it in this position.
I started to stand and pull away from Colson. He wrapped an arm around my waist and held my hips close to his. I giggled and turned my head enough to face him.
“Let’s continue this inside,” I said, trying to pull away from him again.
“It’s so beautiful out here, though,” he said, moving his head to kiss my neck.
“We can’t do it out here though, you have neighbors. What if one of them looks out and sees us?”
“Then that’s on them for looking.”
I wanted to protest again, but Colson’s teeth nipped at my neck and caused me to moan again. Although I knew it wasn’t the smartest idea, I had to admit that the idea of the two of us having sex outside was quite appealing. It was a beautiful morning out, and being outside was one of my favorite ways to start the day. Conveniently, sex was my other favorite way.
Colson’s hand slipped down into my yoga pants and began to slowly tease my clit. I closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure wash over me. I leaned back against him as his other hand moved under my sports bra to cup my breasts. He began to pinch and flick my nipple as his hand inched further down my pants, teasing the entrance to my slick hole now.
I hadn’t realized we were walking until I felt the railing of the deck against my stomach. I opened my eyes and looked around to make sure none of Colson’s neighbors were outside.
I whimpered as Colson took his hand from my pants. He chuckled at my reaction. “You’re awful needy, aren’t you princess?”
I felt a tingle between my legs at the pet name. Of course, Colson and I called each other the usual “babe” or “baby”, but certain pet names he had for me were reserved specifically for these intimate moments. So whenever he said them, I couldn’t help but feel even more turned on than before.
“Yes,” I said, my voice basically a squeak.
“I didn’t quite hear you, angel. What was that?”
“Yes, I’m needy,” I repeated.
“What do you want me to do to fix that?”
“I want you to fuck me right here.”
Colson groaned at my response and wasted no time in pulling my pants and panties down around my ankles. I shivered as the slight morning breeze blew against my now naked bottom half. It wasn’t long until that cool breeze was replaced by the heat of Colson’s body as he lined the tip of his cock with my entrance. I bit my lip to muffle my moans as he pushed himself into me, filling me until his hips were pressed firmly against my ass.
“Don’t keep quiet, angel,” he said. “I want to hear how good I make you feel.”
“What if someone else hears us?” I asked, a moan slipping from my lips as I did so.
I felt his chest pressing against my back as he leaned forward. I felt his hot breath against my ear as he whispered, “Let them hear. I want the whole neighborhood to know how good I make you feel.”
He nibbled at my ear for good measure, which was enough to break any restraint I was trying to have. My fingers curled around the rail that was under me enough that my knuckles turned white. I moaned, which were slowly turning to screams, as Colson’s thrusts began to pick up pace.
I tried my best to form a coherent sentence, something - anything - that could even hold a candle to the dirty things Colson was whispering in my ear. But all I could do was whisper “fuck” under my breath. From the angle in which we were fucking, his dick perfectly hit my g-spot with every thrust and it was turning my legs to jelly. I was basically keeping myself up by holding on to the railing of the deck.
“Fuck,” I breathed. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“That’s okay, princess. Whenever you’re ready you can cum on my cock.”
I put my head down against my hands and muffled the screams of pleasure that spilled from my lips as I felt myself hitting my climax. I swore I could see stars as shivers of pleasure ran through my body.
I had fallen completely limp against the railing now. I could barley hold myself up. I was panting, trying to catch my breath. I was starting to feel sore between my legs, but I could still feel Colson desperately thrusting into me.
“I’m almost there, princess,” he said. “You think you can stay with me that long?”
I nodded my head, although it wasn’t too much of a nod really. I had completely lost any care I had about anyone hearing us. I felt more than good, that’s all that mattered to me in the moment.
I knew when Colson’s thrusts became sloppy that he was nearing his climax as well. He groaned one last time as I felt his warmth filling me. He leaned his body against mine again, also trying to catch his breath. I realized then that we were both sticky with sweat and were basically stuck together until Colson pulled away from me.
I slowly lowered myself to the ground, resting my aching legs as I sat back against the railing of the deck. Colson chuckled as he watched me.
“Need some help up, babe?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No. I...I think I’m just gonna sit for a minute.
He chuckled again. “Much better way to start your day than yoga, right?”
I shot him a look, but couldn’t help the smile that spread across my lips. “I wouldn’t say better, but I wouldn’t mind starting my day like that more often.”
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