#ohhhh the shirt looks so good on her

[munsonluhvr]

ohhhh and i honestly need more professor!eddie x student!reader

imagine he’s her professor. he’s like 39 and she’s 19. and just a hot secret affair ahhh.. where she’s the one to intend this relationship first like seducing him and all and getting fucked on the desk all the time!! he sometimes has to hold her mouth shut because she’s so loud!!

SCHOOL GIRL CRUSH

a/n: thank u so much for another amazing request. I hope u like it! I loved writing this sm, im tempted to write a part two in the future.

synopsis: professor!eddie munson x student!reader. unable to resist your professor munson, you begin seducing him, making every visit to his office hours productive. lucky for you, all your efforts pay off in the end. word count - 4.7k warnings: 18+, explicit content // age gap relationship, throat fucking, p in v, cum eating, fingering, finger sucking.

Your ears are numb to the sound of your classmates engaging with Professor Munson, answering his questions eagerly to please the young and handsome teacher. You’re trapped in your own mind as you imagine Professor Munson bending you over his desk, his ungraded essays cluttered underneath your upper body. You imagine your thighs shivering and growing goosebumps as his fingertips graze your legs, hooking his pointer fingers onto your panties and pulling your undergarment down as slow as possible… 

“Are you listening, y/n?” Professor Munson asks as he leans against his long wooden desk, his legs crossed in front of him. You sit in the front row, of course, to be able to gain his attention. Your legs are outstretched in front of you and Professor Munson taps your foot with his. “Care to share what you’re day dreaming about with the rest of the class?” 

You blush, shaking your head quickly. “I wasn’t daydreaming, I was listening.” You lean forward on your desk, resting your elbow on the tabletop, your hand cupping your chin. Bending at the waist, you push your chest forward, allowing Professor Munson to get a front-row view of your breasts that are supported by your bra. 

Professor Munson, or Eddie which is what he allows you to call him in his office hours, lets his eyes dip to your exposed chest but he catches himself quickly, coughing into a close fist. “I see; let’s switch to talking about the book we read last week that we didn’t get to talk about.” He says to the class.

 You sit in the small classroom, your other classmates scattered about the room; there’s only about fifth teen of you, the classroom big enough to fit at least thirty students. Above the chalkboard is a clock that ticks rhythmically, and you watch for the next ten minutes as the class talks amongst themselves. Today was the day you’d go for the kill, feeling as if you and Professor Munson were playing a cat and mouse game since the beginning of the semester. 

Professor Munson was young, probably in his mid to late thirties, and incredibly attractive. Though he was physical attractive, an angelic face with soft features that combine to create a beautiful face, Professor Munson also had a ‘swagger’ about himself, a confidence that you could sense from a mile away. He never dressed, nor acted, like any of your other professors, he wore black ripped jeans, various metal band t-shirts and utilized an informal teaching style.  Nonetheless you enjoyed Professor Munson’s class, though you had to admit, you had an agenda. You wanted to fuck him. 

It all started in the beginning of the semester when you first walked into the classroom. You were automatically enamored by Eddie, easily charmed by his charisma and good looks. It was then and there where you began developing a plan, each week bringing you a step closer to today. 

Over the first two months of the semester, you had frequented his office hours, finding that even though the other girls in the class giggled about how cute he was, nobody went to his office hours leaving you hours to occupy his time. Professor Munson welcomed it happily: at first he quizzed you about the class readings, forcing you to engage with the conversations that happened during class. Though as the weeks went on, your meetings became more personal, and he started to ask you about your background, where you’re from, what your family is like. You were able to get some answers out of Eddie as well; it was fair game after all.

For a while you weren’t able to figure out if Eddie was understanding your motives, or if he found you as attractive as you found him. If he did, he kept it well hidden as a university Professor should. However, the last few meetings you had gave you no doubt in your mind that now was the time to try, to attempt to discover uncharted territory of what is Eddie’s body.  

Two weeks ago, you had visited office hours in hopes of getting your midterm essay edited with suggestions from Eddie; why not try to improve your grade while trying to get fucked? You were planning on making it a quick visit, meant to leave Eddie with dirty thoughts about you. You had worn your shortest skirt, barely covering the paisley patterned panties you wore, a long-sleeved t-shirt with the three buttons at the top completely unbuttoned. With ease, and all the casualty in the world, you brought your paper, printed and paperclipped together, to Eddie’s office, coming around the side of his desk to drop it in front of him. 

“Thank you so much for looking at my paper before the deadline, I just want to make sure I get it right,” you had said, your eyes soft and doe eyed. 

Eddie nodded slightly, his eyes drifting from your face down to your completely bare thighs. “O-Of course, Miss y/n. I’m happy to though I’m sure there’s not much to be corrected.”  You spied his hands resting on his desk, and you took the opportunity to make skin on skin contact. 

You placed your hand on top of his, feeling the coolness of his silver rings that were scattered across his long fingers. You laugh softly, the reverberation causing your breasts to jiggle on your chest. “You’re so kind to me, Professor Munson.” Your fingers curled around his soft hand, and you let it rest there, taunting Eddie to almost say ‘See? You could have all this. Come find out.’ There’s no doubt in your mind, standing in his office, all alone, barely clothed, that he wanted to jump you, lifting that tiny skirt you wore to bunch up at your midsection.

Eddie’s eyes flickered to where your hands rested together and he coughed, rolling his chair under his desk to hide his lower half. You bit your lip, hoping that a boner was what he was attempting to conceal as he pushed his bottom half under his desk. You lift your hand off of his, stepping away from the side of your desk. “I’ll come to your office hours next week to see what you thought of my research?” 

Eddie nods, his eyes no longer looking to make contact with yours. “See you then.” 

The following week you had done what you said you would, making an appearance in his office hours for the thousandth time. You had begun to grow a confidence that was reassuring, probably contributing to your delusions: a professor could never let himself fuck a student, right? Not in your world. You played innocent, pretending as if you didn’t know what you were doing as leaned across Eddie’s cluttered desk to grasp your paperclipped essay with his suggestions scribbled across it, your breasts on full display. You pretended to not know Eddie was watching as you ‘accidently’ dropped your paper on the way out of his office, making of a show of bending down to show your ass that was fitted in a lace thong – and also pretended not to understand why Eddie gasped, then coughed, as you took a moment to pick up your papers that were scattered across the entrance of his office. When you were away from his office, sauntering down the hallway, you just had to pat yourself on the back for the show you just put on. ‘Damn, I’m good at this.’ You thought to yourself, a smug smile playing across your mouth. Eddie was beginning to be just where you wanted him. 

“Well, I think we’ll leave it there for this week. Make sure to follow the syllabus and read what’s required for next week,” Professor Munson said, continuing to lean against his desk. “I’ll wait around if anyone has any questions.” 

You were slow to gather your things, tucking them all away into your backpack. You peeked around you to watch the last of your classmates filter out into the busy hallway. At last, it was just you and Eddie. 

“Professor Munson, I have a question.” You say, standing up from your seat. Oddly, you were nervous, your fingers trembling, your voice wavering. Perhaps you are afraid of rejection. 

Eddie hums, his eyes flickering to where you stand. “What can I do for you, y/n?” 

‘So much’ you think. “Well, I just feel like I’m not following the discussion in class. As if reading all the material isn’t enough to understand what we’re talking about. Perhaps I need a more hands-on approach?” You say, stepping forward to where Eddie rests against his desk. 

“I’m not sure I’m following,” Eddie says, his arms uncrossing from in front of his chest to holding him up against the desk. “A hands-on approach?” 

You bite your lip, nodding as you step closer to him again, continuing to close the gap that exists between you and your professor. “Something more.. intimate, perhaps?” You let your backpack drop to the ground, freeing your hands. You wear a zip up hoodie that’s cropped at the waist, though underneath it your skin becomes slick with sweat and nervousness. You make a show of unzipping it slowly, the sound echoing through the classroom. Outside, students shout and chatter as they walk to their next class and for a moment you’re afraid of someone walking in. 

Eddie’s eyes watch closely as your fingers work to unzip your hoodie, then shrug it off, dropping it on top of where your backpack lays across the linoleum floor. “A-Are you referring to when I called you out for daydreaming because, of course, our minds can’t stay occupied on a single topic for a long time; studies have proven that.” Eddie says, beginning to ramble. His adams apple bobs at the front of his throat, his voice quivering. 

You smile, cocking your head to the side. Crossing your arms in front of you, you take the hem of your shirt into your fingers, lifting up and off with ease. “I’m not talking about that. I think I just need some lessons; you know?” Confidence courses through your veins, pushing the disbelief that you were stripping your clothes off for your college professor into the back of your mind. 

Eddie says nothing, his eyes watching every movement you make. His mouth gapes open slightly, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. He knows he shouldn’t be sitting against his desk watching, he should be stopping you, but he can’t move, his mind in a trance watching you, his student, bare yourself in front of him. 

You watch closely, analyzing Eddie’s facial expressions. You interpret his face as shocked, bewildered. You decide to take it another step further, reaching behind you with both hands to unclip your bra, freeing your breasts that you’ve been taunting him with. Left in only your skirt and tennis shoes, you step once more to Eddie, finally close enough to reach out and touch him. 

Your fingers play against his face, your fingertips beginning to trace his features. To your surprise, his hands reach out to grip your hips, his fingers digging into the fabric of your skirt. Eddie maneuvers you between his legs, bringing you almost nose to nose with him. The sensation of Eddie holding on to you makes your core begin to tighten, knowing he’s finally beginning to lean into game you’ve been playing. 

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Eddie says, his brown eyes watching as the pad of your thumb brushes against his bottom lip. You lean forward, letting your lips hover over his. “Oh, but you know you want to, Professor Munson. I know I want to,” You say, your nose nudging into his as you let your lips get closer and closer to his. 

Eddie swallows, the sound of his name rolling off your tongue creating a tender, painful boner to form against the tightness of his jeans. He wants to so bad, ever since you walked into office hours for the first time. So, innocent you were, though Eddie was no fool – he knew it was all an act. The way you were just barely an adult, only nineteen, his young pupil, yet you had the confidence and sexual charm of a grown woman. He had fallen right into your trap, a willing victim. 

Without hesitation, you let your lips gently intertwine with Eddie’s, each movement soft and delicate. Eddie hesitates at first, your lips moving against his as his mouth remains stiff though he isn’t able to refrain for long, the feeling of your soft lips against his, the sweetness of your mouth flowing into his forced him to give in. Eddie’s hands begin to move lower down your body, his hands finding their way underneath your skirt. Before he pulls your panties down, letting the drop to your ankles, he lets his fingertips drag against your cunt, feeling the way your pulsing clit is pressed against the fabric of your undergarments. To you, the feeling makes your eyes roll back, the pressure of Eddie’s fingers pressing against your most sensitive parts making your knees weak. You whine against his mouth, letting your arms wrap around his shoulders to press your bare front into his. 

It takes everything in Eddie to refrain from pulling your panties down abruptly, flipping you face down onto his desk when you whine against his mouth. Slow and steady; Eddie wants to relish every minute he’s under your spell.  Instead, Eddie pushes the fabric of your panties to the side, letting your moistness to be revealed. You drip around his fingers, your body preparing itself for his arrival. Eddie’s breath hitches when he feels how slick your cunt is, how turned on you are from merely his presence, just from a minute or so of kissing. Eddie’s stomach twists with guilt, knowing his interaction with you goes against every university code of conduct, though he couldn’t care less. With a swift movement, he lets his pointer and middle finger plunge into you, your wet core swallowing his digits whole. 

This time, the feeling of Eddie pushing his fingers inside of you causes you to moan loudly, throwing your head back, eyebrows knitted together with building frustration. Eddie takes the opportunity, now that your lips are detached, to leave a trail of gentle kisses down your chest, centering right between your breasts. With his free hand, Eddie cups your breast, letting his mouth envelop your hardened nipple.  You hand grips Eddie’s upper arm tightly as the tip of his tongue flicks across your nipple, sending a spark across your chest, your eyes pinching shut with pleasure. In a rhythmic motion, Eddie’s fingers move in and out of your cunt, your wetness from arousal beginning to drip down your inner thighs, and down the back of Eddie’s hand, down his forearm. 

Your thighs began to tremble against Eddie’s movements, his long fingers fluttering inside you, immediately attracted to the weakest spot inside of you. You feel pressure beginning to build inside your lower abdomen, the aching feeling of needing Eddie’s cock inside of you. Your eyes flutter shut; your body overwhelmed with the feeling of pleasure caused by Eddie’s thick fingers. 

You’re caught off guard when you’re moved quickly, now the one sitting against the hardwood desk, Eddie standing above you. You frown at the feeling of emptiness in your cunt, Eddie’s fingers going missing. Through your eyelashes at Eddie, your lips in a small pout. Eddie lingers above you, his tall stature seeming even taller as you sit at the edge of his desk, the hard edge digging into the softness of your ass. 

Eddie’s eyes gaze at you admiringly, his hand reaching out to touch your face in the manor you had touched his, his fingertips attending to all your soft yet beautiful features. The world around you slows to a vibrant hum, the hallways no empty, all the other students off to their next classes. You stare back at Eddie, feeling tension hang in the air similar to how humidity hangs in the air on a hot summer day. Thick and heavy. Slowly, his fingers come to a stop, his eyes never leaving your face. The pad of his thumb brushes the bottom of your lip then pushes between your lips. You part your lips, eyes wide as Eddie places his thumb on your tongue, your lips puckering around his finger. Your eyes flutter closed again, his finger moving in and out of your mouth as you suck gently on his digit, tasting the salty sweetness of his skin. 

“Such a good girl,” Eddie whispers, his voice shuddering as he feels your mouth enclose around his finger. “Such a bright student.” 

You can’t help but smile, the sound of Eddie complimenting you causing heat to creep up your neck to the apples of your cheeks. You sigh against his finger, letting your tongue cradle his thumb. Your clit begins to pulse, the anticipation beginning to kill you softly. Your eyes flutter open, letting your hands reach out to grasp his lower half, your fingers working to unbuckle his black, leather belt. Next, you pull down his fly, revealing a few inches of dark grey boxers, the outline of his cock growing more evident by the second. You let your fingers creep across the band of his jeans, using your upper arm strength to begin to tug downwards. 

Eddie pulls his thumb out of your mouth, stepping back to allow you the space to pull his pants and boxers down. You push yourself off the edge of the desk, kneeling down on the floor, in front of Eddie, to pull his pants down to his calves. Satisfyingly, Eddie’s thick cock bounces free from the confines of his jeans, his pink tip at your eye-level. With no hesitation, nor second thoughts, you take his cock into your hand, your mouth opening to welcome him down your throat. Eddie’s member bulges as you guide him gently down the canal of your throat, your lips puckering in a way that that’s you engulf him. You feel him shudder underneath your touch, his eyes pinching shut, his hand finding its way into the thickness of your hair. His fingers intertwine in your hair, allowing Eddie a good grip to guide you how he pleases. 

Eddie is only the second person you’ve ever fucked, though your positive the first time barely counts. And he’s certainly the biggest cock you’ve ever dealt with, surely ever seen. Your eyes begin to water as your throat expands to fit him inside, your throat walls beginning to ache at the work it has to do to fit him. Nonetheless, you move back and forth, tears beginning to threaten to spill over onto your cheeks, Eddie moving seamlessly in your mouth. Eddie begins to thrust gently into your mouth, his body moving in autopilot as he responds to the pleasure you provide by giving him head. You whimper and moan as he utilizes your throat in just the way he likes, Eddie deciding what temp you move at, as you hold onto his thighs for balance. 

Eddie feels himself getting nearly close, though he has no intention of finishing now. He wants his time with you to last even longer. Eddie backs his hips away from your mouth, letting his cock slip out of your mouth, a single spit string attached at the tip of his cock to your mouth. He leans forward, gripping his hand tightly around your upper arm and lifting you off the ground. With authority, he spins to around, pushing you towards the wooden desk again. Placing a hand on the middle of your back, he pushes you forward, legs pressed against the front of the desk, upper torso bent across the classroom desk. Your eyes and fists squeeze together tightly, the anticipation of feeling Eddie pushed inside of you leaving you on the very edge. You’ve waited for this moment for months. All your wildest fantasies coming true. 

Eddie gently kicks your ankles, spreading your legs apart further, gathering both of your wrists into his hands, behind your back. He leans forward, hovering near your ear. “You’re so beautiful, y/n.” Eddie says, his voice low. “I knew you were special when you walked into my classroom at the beginning of the semester – so perky, so eager to please.” 

You nod against the desk, feeling the muscles in your shoulder begin to burn from Eddie holding your wrists behind your back. “I wanted to be a good student, Professor Munson. The best one you ever had.” 

You hear the sound of Eddie moving behind you, feel the softness of his skin as he presses himself against you, his throbbing cock getting closer to your cunt. With his hand, Eddie guides his tip against your entrance. “How do you want it?” 

Truthfully, you wanted it every and any way. “Hard, rough. I want you so bad, I’ve been thinking about this for so long, Professor Munson. Please, I just want to be fucked.” 

Eddie can’t help it anymore, the sound of you practically begging for him, the way your voice contorts into a whine. It’s the hottest sound he believes he’ll ever hear. He lines himself up with you, his tip grazing your cunt. You sigh loudly, the feeling of him teasing your throbbing cunt makes your legs shiver and become weak. 

Eddie takes a deep breath, feeling like he could come all over your bare ass, the sight of you bending forward across his desk just enough to do the trick. But he refrains. With one hand, he spreads your ass cheeks apart, his fingers digging into your soft flesh. Eddie’s heart beats against his chest, his fingers trembling with anticipation as he eases himself into you. Your slick cunt envelopes Eddie’s cock, tightening around him as he begins to thrust into you. His eyes roll back into his head, the feeling of you causing him to lose his breath. 

Your eyes squeeze shut, a whine escaping your lips. Your arms extend from behind your back out to the side, gripping onto the desk. “Oh fuck, Eddie.” You mumble, sighing as you speak. Your body goes from tense to slack, the feeling of Eddie rutting into you bringing you pure pleasure. “Keep going, don’t stop.” 

Eddie nods, though he knows you can’t see him. His body moves into you rhythmically, his cock driving entirely into you. Eddie watches for a moment, the way his cock moves into you slowly, your cunt swallowing him whole, and how when he pulls back, his cock is drenched in your arousal. He can’t help but moan in disbelief. 

As Eddie takes you from behind, his motions are slow and even, though your body begins to crave more as the seconds pass. You feel Eddie’s long fingers drip your hip bones; his fingernails blunt against your skin. Needing the feeling of Eddie moving through you at a faster pace, you begin to roll your hips against him, essentially using his cock to fuck yourself. Eddie’s eyes widen, his top teeth sinking into his bottom lip, as he watches you move against him. “Such a good girl, y/n.” Eddie says, leaning over to brush your hair that has gathered in front of your face. He watches as your face softens; your lips parting as little breaths escape your mouth. “Yes, Professor Munson,” you mumble, your cheeks flushing with a soft pink. 

Your back arches, your bottom lifting higher into the air. You squirm underneath Eddie’s grip, his stance holding you in place as he takes over thrusting into you. Eddie feels his knees becoming weak, the sensation of his core tightening in his lower abdomen causing him to flinch. Eddie would love nothing to more than to come into you, thick ropes of his cum filling your cunt, giving him the opportunity to watch it drip out of you. He chooses to refrain, knowing that getting a student pregnant would be worse than fucking a student. As Eddie fantasizes about all the places he wants to come on you, he senses your legs tremble underneath him, your arms extending reaching out across the table, gripping the edge. “Yes,” your voice coos. “Right there.” You clench around Eddie’s cock, your core burning as if you’ve touched the sun, legs trembling as you reach a peak, an intense wave bringing your orgasm through your body, straight down to your toes. 

Eddie watches mystified, the way your body shudders underneath his touch, your eyes fluttering closed, soft sighs and whines echoing across the empty classroom. Just you and him. Eddie is sure your orgasming, all because of his touch, is the most beautiful sight, pretty enough to be a historical painting, hung in the Louvre. 

After a moment, your body relaxes again, becoming limp as sweat collects across your body and in your hairline. Eddie pulls himself out of you, reaching to grab your forearm. With his strength, he pulls you across the desk, bringing you to your knees in front of him. For the first time in several moments, and he gets a look at your weathered face. Your lips are red and puckered, dried spit across your cheek. Your eyes are glassy, red rimming your eyes, black mascara smudged under your eyes. Your cheeks are flushed, pieces of your hair clinging to your face. You look tired, exhausted, yet you’re still so eager to please, your hands beginning to move towards Eddie’s cock that rests at your eye level. You lick your lips, missing the flavor of him inside your mouth. 

Eddie lets his fingers intertwine in your hair again, bringing you underneath his cock. You crouch down, looking up at Eddie through your eyelashes. You watch, arousal still collecting in your cunt, as Eddie strokes himself above you, his eyes beginning to flutter shut. “Come for me, Professor Munson. Let me find out how you taste.” 

Eddie’s eyes open, his eyes finding yours. Just then, ropes of cum dribble out of the tip of his cock, splashing onto your cheeks, across your nose. You lean up, resting your tongue just underneath his tip. In a slow flow, Eddie’s come dribbles onto your tongue, the sweet, yet salty, flavor causing your tastebuds to flair. You sigh, satisfaction playing across your face as you swallow Eddie’s load, more of his semen splattering your face as you do so. 

Once Eddie is finished, he’s out of breath, sweat causing dark spots across his ‘Metallica’ t-shirt. Eddie pulls his boxers and jeans up, glancing at you as he rights himself, zipping his fly and re-buckling his belt. You're slower to put your clothes on, liking the way it feels to have Eddie’s gaze on your naked body, his eyes taking in every curve of yours.  

Once you put your clothes back on, bending over to pick up your zip up hoodie and beginning to put your arms in the sleeve, Eddie coughs, standing awkwardly off to the side. “This can never happen again, y/n. This was a lapse in my judgment.” 

You pout, tossing him a glance. You bend over once more, picking your backpack up by one of the straps. “Professor Munson, please” you say, shaking your head. You run a hand through your hair, attempting to make it look as if you just didn’t get railed, by your professor, in a classroom. “We both know this is going to happen again, and again. Should I come to office hours next week?” 

Eddie sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger. Eddie knows it’s wrong to have relations with a student, likely to get him fired if anyone were to ever find out. But you were so enticing, irresistible. For a moment, Eddie wonders how many people you’ve been with. Where did you learn to be so appealing, to move your hips in such a way, pouting your lips and batting your lashes to draw in any man you please? Regardless, Eddie wants to know more about you, learn what else you want to do with him. “Yes, come to my office hours next week.” 

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[worldlxvlys]

can we PLEASE get a part 2 to obessed

obsessed (part 2)

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, grinding, fingering, degradation

a/n: bye why am i insane 😭

previous part

she’s driving me crazy.

i told her she could sleep here, not wanting her to leave.

i gave her one of my t-shirts to sleep in, which fit her like a dress.

she opted not to wear any pants, the shirt covering her sufficiently.

when she walked back into my room in the shirt, it took everything for me not to pull her onto my face and tell her to ride it.

she bent over to look through her bag for something, making my eyes widen.

my mouth hung open as the curve of her ass cheek and the string of her panties came into view.

yeah, the string. she was wearing a thong, if you could even call it that.

i let out a groan at the sight, quickly covering it up with a fake cough.

“you good?” she asked as she retrieved what she needed and made her way over to me.

“um, yeah” i cleared my throat, adjusting my boxers to hide my growing bulge.

she raised her arms, stretching them before climbing onto the bed.

the action caused the shirt to ride up her thighs, and my eyes were immediately drawn to the newly exposed skin.

she has to know what she’s doing.

before i could stop myself, i grabbed her waist and pulled her onto my lap.

“chris” she yelped out in surprise as my clothed dick rubbed against her poorly-covered pussy.

her eyes widened in shock, but she immediately moved her hips against my lap.

realizing what i had done, i quickly spoke, “fuck, i’m sorry i-” i cut myself off when she grabbed my hands and placed them under her shirt, onto her bare ass.

“don’t apologize, you shouldn’t have started something you couldn’t finish” she spoke firmly as her hips rolled into mine quickly.

“tell me, chris. do you always sleep in just your boxers? or did you just feel like being a little slut cause i’m here?” she asked, her hands running down my chest.

her words alone pushed me to the edge, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

my hips shook underneath her, a wet spot forming on my boxers.

it was embarrassing how quickly i finished, but i couldn’t help it.

the way she spoke down to me and took complete control sent me into a frenzy.

she seems so innocent and sweet, but in bed ? she’s a completely different person. it excited me to know that nobody else got to see this side of her.

“did you just finish, baby?” she asked as she leaned forward, nipping my earlobe.

i nodded my head quickly, my mouth hanging open.

“so fast, do you like seeing me like this?” she asked as she continued to grind herself on my overstimulated dick.

“fuck yes” i whimpered out, my brows furrowing.

her head fell back as she brought her hands under her shirt, playing with her boobs.

she was giving me everything and nothing at the same time. the way she managed to pleasure us both without taking off any clothes was driving me insane.

i wanted to watch her tits jiggle while she used me to get herself off.

i wanted to see the arousal that covered her pussy drip onto my boxers. i’m sure she knew that, she was teasing me on purpose.

“hmmm, i’m so close chris” she moaned out.

i gripped her plump ass firmly, squeezing it as i pushed her to move faster against me.

she reached for one of my hands, moving it under her shirt and placing it on her clit.

“ohhhh my fuck” i moaned as i felt her slick coat my hand.

she rocked her hips against my hand, desperately chasing her high.

not able to help myself, i slid my finger down to her entrance, pushing it inside.

“fuck, chris! oh my god!” she squealed as her head fell onto my shoulder.

i needed to know what it felt like to have her velvety walls squeeze me.

me eyes rolled back when she clenched around my finger, my mind being corrupted with thoughts of what it would feel like if my cock was inside of her instead.

“chris i’m so close, don’t fucking stop” she whined out, her face scrunching up in pleasure.

i curled my finger inside of her, brushing the spongy tissue of her g-spot.

she dug her nails into my back, dragging them down as i continued to fuck her with my fingers.

suddenly, she began to shake on top of me as she cried out. she released on my fingers as i worked her through her orgasm.

she let out a shakey breath when i pulled my finger out of her as her body relaxed into mine.

the remnants of her last orgasm coated my boxers, making me let out a quiet moan at the feeling.

without hesitation, she swiped her fingers against my boxers, making me shudder as she collected her arousal on her fingers.

“taste” she said before putting her fingers in my mouth.

i eagerly swirled my tongue around her fingers, collecting every drop of her essence off of them.

she moved her fingers out of my mouth, staring at me with her mouth slightly open.

“more” i spoke, watching as her eyes widened slightly.

she kept eye contact with me, moving her face towards my crotch.

my breath hitched as she ran her tongue along my boxers, licking up the rest of her slick.

she brought her mouth back up to my face, and crashed her lips into mine.

i moaned into the kiss as her tongue danced along mine, letting me taste her.

her hands found their way to my hair, her nails scratching my scalp.

my hands found their way under her shirt, gliding over her chest and stomach.

when we pulled away, she bit my lip slightly, eliciting a deep groan from me.

we stared at each other, mouths open and eyes wide as we took in each others fucked out appearances.

her hair was a mess, eyelids drooping slightly and lips swollen.

“well this is fucked” i breathed out, not even thinking before i started talking.

“what? why?” she asked.

“i don’t know if i can just pretend that this didn’t happen” i said.

“who said we were pretending like this didn’t happen?” she asked as her hand went down to my boxers.

she pulled on the waistband, letting it snap back against my skin, making me groan out.

“trust me, baby. when i’m done with you, you won’t be able to forget about this”

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[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING ENTERTAINING !!! DANIEL R. X FEM!READER feat. lewis hamilton (18+)

summary: taunting times two. OR she made it a mission to show him off. (part 4-ish of something watchful)

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), use of explicit language, dirty talking, possessive!dom!daniel (and dom!lewis), threesome-ish (mfm), praise kink, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation (m), i don't know what i wrote, voyeurism + exhibitionism, mentions of double penetration, sex tape and creampie, filthy lol

note: god forbid i knew what i wrote lmao enjoy xx

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she didn’t know how she ended up like this— no, fuck that— she knew how she ended up like this; she merely refused to believe that this was even happening to her. 

daniel had already splayed her out on the king-sized bed, his usually brightening eyes contrasted with its appearance now as he peered down at her with a smug smirk. 

he usually wasn’t like this— being all cocky and arrogant in bed. in fact, he usually put his energy into fucking her by telling her what to do— something that she admired and continued to long for as their relationship went on. 

the straps of her lacy red dress were tugged down, her tits displayed for him to salivate at as he continued to admire her silently. the longer he stared, the more her frustration showed as she began to whine,

but her protest was soon stopped by the swinging of the front door, to which she jumped and scrambled to hide under the sheets. the australian had immediately stopped her by glaring, as if he was telling her, “try me.” so she immediately stopped, allowing her breasts to remain on display as a man walked into the room. 

“i-“ her face flushed red as she looked at daniel with a questioning expression. 

daniel, knowing what she was saying through her expression, immediately answered, “our dear friend wants to see what he’s been missing out on, doll.” 

lewis hamilton stood there, his shirt half unbuttoned as he looked at her with a wide smirk. he traded knowing looks with daniel as he murmured and approached the couple, “you’re right, daniel. she looks eager for you.”

“my pretty, filthy girl,” daniel crooned, staring at her as she squirmed beneath the two. “she’s always wanted people to watch— like fucking her in front of a camera wasn’t enough.” daniel grinned at her. 

lewis chuckled darkly, “and this was never a problem? if you’ve got a woman that bold and beautiful i would have assumed they wanted her to themselves.”

“of course it’s not a problem,” daniel grinned at lewis, looking back at her as he spoke, “she’s a pleaser but she knows who she belongs to.”

the two men spoke as if she wasn’t there and the more praises she received, the more her knickers drenched in arousal. they spoke as if she was a possession of some sort— like she was daniel’s woman to own. 

and she was loving every single bit of it. and from whatever left of her mind could gather, they loved teasing her and making her squirm with their words.

daniel was the mastermind behind all of this and she knew not to complain but rather show her gratitude towards his dominance and love. 

“that right?” lewis spoke lowly, now staring at her as she swallowed the lump of her throat. the mercedes driver continued to speak, “you’re a good girl then, aren’t ya?”

“i- mhm,” she nodded eagerly as daniel knelt next to her, his hands massaging her tits while lewis stood before her. the pinching feeling she received on her nipples told her to speak as she added quickly, “‘m danny’s good girl, lew.”

“ohhhh,” lewis dragged out his word as he knelt down in front of her, looking up at daniel as the australian nodded. with a nod from her as well, lewis pushed the skirt of her dress up and swept her lace panty aside. 

she let out a sigh when lewis’ fingers briefly touched her puffy clit, closing her eyes when the british man continued to spread her wetness around with his hand. 

“you had people watch you before, baby,” daniel murmured before grasping her chin, “open your eyes. watch him.” 

she immediately opened her eyes and a cry escaped her throat as lewis latched his lips around her clit, his two hands holding her thighs down as he hummed in satisfaction.

“hnh- ngh- god,” she cried out, her hips rolling as lewis’ tongue fucked her entrance. she held onto daniel as the australian continued to roll her nipples. 

she let out a whine when lewis pulled away and wiped his mouth with a grin. the brit then spoke, “i’d fuck you right here m’self but i wanna see how eager you are for daniel.” 

she moaned in pleasure when daniel lightly slapped her tits with a grin. the australian driver then said, “c’mon, doll. we have to show ‘im how much of a good girl you are f’me.” 

she cried out in pleasure, “oh~ fuck me harder, pleaseeee danny!”

sounds of skins slapping and hips snapping echoed around the room as daniel fucked her from behind, his cock drilling into her cunt as he gripped her hips.

“don’t tell me you’re not talking to me, too, princess?” she looked up at lewis, who sat across the two as his stroked his cock at the same pace as daniel’s thrusting. 

lewis then tutted, “naughty and bad of you. is this how you treat people, baby?” 

she babbled, “‘m sorry, ‘m sorry lew! ah hah- fuck!” daniel slapped her ass as he continued to thrust roughly. “‘s just so goooood~ fuck~” 

“that right?” lewis hummed, leaning over to wipe the saliva off her chin as he taunted her, “his cock fits perfectly in that tight cunt of yours, hm?” 

“yes, yes- oh,” she moaned. 

“who owns that cunt of yours, princess?” lewis asked, exchanging smirks with daniel as the two men changed the pace of their stroking and thrusting.

the woman cried out when daniel slowed down and tugged her hair up. she stammered, only for daniel to demand firmly, “nobody can hear you, baby. speak up.” 

“i-“ another tug of her hair and a friction between her cunt and daniel’s girth after did she then exclaim, “fuck! yours! daniel’s! this pussy is yours.”

“good girl,” lewis praised her with a mocking coo.

“we’ll see how you’d think once that daniel and i fuck both of your holes, hm?” lewis added with a cheeky smile.

daniel chuckled darkly, “she won’t be thinking by the time i fill both of her holes with my cum. watch.”

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[littledemondani]

Are you, by any chance, still accepting fuckboy!Eddie thoughts.....because I got one and it's driving me insane

fuckboy!Eddie's jaw does THAT hot thing when he gets jealous and possessive. You know like the clenching thing??? Good god

It's his not-so-subtle way of trying to show that he doesn't care BUT HE OBVIOUSLY DOES

Anyway I'm so down bad for him oh my god

ohhhh my goooddd!

warnings: 18+, mentions of smoking weed, petting, jealousy, fem!reader, fuckboy!eddie, alcohol use

he always reacts so nonchalant at the mention of you being with other people. and for the most part, he is. you’re both single and not looking for a serious relationship.

the first time he sees it happen, though, he feels blind rage.

he had been enjoying himself at steve’s birthday party. ever since he moved out of hawkins, he didn’t get to see all of his friends every day the way he used to. he decided to bring you with him. show you what his life was like before indianapolis.

you and steve hit it off right away. eddie isn’t surprised, though. you’re extremely easy to get along with and attract people like a magnet. he was actually glad that you were getting along so well with his friends. you fit right in as if you’d always been there.

eddie watched you get closer and closer to steve as the night went on. what started out as innocent interactions turned into you sitting in steve’s lap out by the pool with his tongue down your throat.

his heart beats faster, brows pinch together, his breathing picks up, his jaw and teeth clench. he crushes the now empty PBR can as he stares at the two of you from the back doorway.

jonathan, who had asked eddie if he wanted to head outside to smoke a joint, is confused by eddie stopping in his tracks so suddenly. he follows eddie’s gaze and it all clicks for him.

“didn’t know you were into her like that,” he says as he takes the lighter out of his pocket.

“what’re you talking about?” eddie asks in confusion.

“you like her, dude,” jonathan states as if it’s the most obvious thing.

“no. i don’t. i mean…not like that,” eddie explains. “she’s a cool girl and all, but, i don’t see her that way.”

jonathan chuckles and shakes his head. “yeah, man, whatever you say.”

eddie scoffs and gently rolls his eyes as he turns his gaze back to you and steve. you’re not aware of anyone else being around, entirely in your own little bubble with steve’s hand underneath your shirt and you palming at his hardening cock.

he swallows thickly before tearing himself away to join jonathan. he needs to get high and not think about you touching and kissing steve the way you touch and kiss him.

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[gravid-transluna]

Same Boat

words: 1415

content: birth denial, fpreg

Danae would do anything for her partner. Their dates were always doting and private. With her menacing tattoos and biceps like knotted wood in her cuffed sleeves, she’d scared away any men looking to prey on her pretty little girlfriend. Even when she was pounding her with a thick strap, she always prioritized Leah’s preferences, made sure she was happy and drooling and sweetly stroked.

Their simultaneous pregnancies didn’t change anything. Danae was still Leah’s fiercest protector, even as her abs slackened and swelled, and her masculine body lost some of that refined muscle. Sure, it was a little hard to get around sometimes with that belly, but nothing Danae couldn’t handle.

When it came time for Leah’s labor, Danae did everything she could to make their home comfortable and relaxed. Candles, a hot bath.

“You didn’t have to go through the trouble,” Leah laughed, holding her own prominent swell.

She wore one of Danae’s old workout shirts and a slim pair of panties. The way the fabric stretched and slipped around her navel was an undeniable turn-on.

Danae smirked. “Anything for you, princess.”

She tried to avoid touching or stroking her own belly. For the past couple days it had been twinging with sympathetic contractions. She’d kept stoic through them, at pains to not stress Leah in any way before her birth.

The strongest contraction yet had Leah clinging to Danae, mousing her hands through her short locs. Their bellies were pressed together, both flexing, hard with contractions. Danae held Leah in her thick arms, bearing her own contraction soundlessly.

“Uhhhmf,” Leah groaned, sobbing. “There’s so much pressure, baby!”

“I know, baby,” Danae said, a little breathless. She massaged Leah’s overburdened back. “Breathe, now.”

“Ohhhh, oh, I CAN’T.”

Suddenly, fluid soaked both of their thighs. Leah’s legs trembled, weak and slender. Danae supported her, firmly grounded.

Danae left Leah squatting in the living room as she made her way to the kitchen, trying, failing to conceal her pronounced waddle. She returned with towels and dried the mess. On all fours, she suffered another contraction. What she hadn’t revealed to Leah was that not all the birthing fluid had come from her; Danae’s own water had broken. Her eyes widened slightly as her belly tensed beneath her—this contraction was accompanied by the strong urge to push.

Fortunately, Danae was stronger. She gritted her teeth and mopped up the rest of the puddle as the urge pounded through her. Every muscle in her body surged with effort and willpower.

Leah grunted. “I gotta push, baby! Oh, shit! I gotta push so bad!”

“Urgh. Hold it in,” Danae said through gritted teeth. She was speaking to herself just as much as she was speaking to her girlfriend. Sweat beaded at her temple. “Hold it in. Gotta check you first.”

Leah closed her eyes, managed through it with panty grunts. Her legs were permanently spread in a deep squat now. As though a switch had been flipped, she suddenly began to remove her shirt, hiking it up over her belly, then her head. Fully nude, her body glistened. She glimmered in a haze, heavy and feminine.

Danae was overcome with the same desire to strip, broiling in heat, her body sensing the closeness of the baby in her canal. She resisted, remaining in her tight undershorts and sports bra.

Danae positioned the towel under Leah, though her own knees were sore and could have used some relief. She painstakingly braced herself on one knee, dropped stomach resting heavily on her broad thigh.

“God,” Leah breathed, head thrown back. “I’m scared.”

“Don’t be,” Danae said, quickly checking her. “I’ve got you.”

Her pussy was familiar as ever, as was Danae’s fingers inside her. She felt Leah’s slick vaginal walls clamp down on them.

“Ooh, I gotta push!” Then, squeezing— “Gotta—I’m PUSHINGGGG! Mmmfgh!”

“You’re good, baby,” Danae said, removing her fingers. She was still kneeling as Leah squatted deeply before her, bottom thrust in her face. Danae’s belly went hard again, as though encouraged by Leah’s furious pushing. Her face snarled and twisted, piercings raising and she flared her gums. The urge to push washed over her again.

Not yet, she thought. Don’t push yet.

Despite her efforts, her body was beginning to bear down against her will, slowly inching the baby through her canal.

Somewhere, dimly in her mind, Danae was in wonder. We’re feeling the same urges, the same stretch, the same weight. It was as though their bodies were one.

Eventually, Leah’s perineum began to bulge, red and irritated, then the head slipped into her pussy.

“Ooh!” She cried. The head was spreading her cheeks.

“Ugh,” Danae grunted. “Good—hrgh—good girl.”

She cupped the head. Birthing fluids spurted and dripped around it as Leah squatted into another groaning push, forcing the head to a full crown.

The sound of relief as Leah pushed was too much. Under Leah’s din, Danae quietly succumbed to her own body. She pressed her lips together, straining, giving in. Her powerful push immediately thrust the baby down between her hips. God, the head was huge. Leah’s hips had widened over the course of her pregnancy, something Danae had delighted in, but her own pelvis remained somewhat narrow, barely wide enough now for the coming head. Danae couldn’t worry about hospitals or stuck heads now, though. Even as she bore down against her tightly wedged baby, she kept her hand on Leah’s crowning pussy as the baby slowly parted and bulged her lips, spreading her open. Leah moaned, bending her knees, scrabbling for any bit of leverage. The skin of her pussy grew taut, an enraged red, then almost white. She would tear if it ripped through any further.

“Baby, you gotta—shi-i-it—you gotta slow down,” Danae demanded between her own pushing.

“I CAN’T, I can’t!!” Leah howled, so Danae pressed back into the crown, gently holding it in place as Leah pushed uncontrollably.

At the same time, Danae heaved with a huge, forceful push. Her well-muscled body exerted like a machine. She finally let loose a deep groan as she bore down, and the baby creaked and opened her pelvis. A wet bulge grew in her undershorts. They tightly contained the crown. Held fast, Danae and Leah were in the same boat.

“Let it come, ohhhh, please let it come out,” Leah was moaning.

Her pussy was stretching properly now, the blood returning to its color, and only at the end of her push did Danae realize this. She cursed herself, guilty for forgetting Leah for even a moment. She eased the counterpressure from her hand, and Leah screamed the head out.

“Check—ing—cord,” Danae gasped.

“Hurry,” Leah panted, mouth open, lolling her head.

Danae held her own pussy as she checked with one hand. Her undershorts were working in her favor for the time being, preventing the trickling crown from growing any wider.

“You’re good, mama,” she grunted. “Push our baby out now.”

Leah shuddered as the shoulders rotated. She shouted, and with a douse of birthing fluids the baby slipped into Danae’s waiting hands.

“Holy—shit, mama!”

Leah sank to her knees and took the baby, cradling. She looked up at Danae tenderly, smiling tiredly as their baby began to suckle.

Her eyes widened.

Danae had raised herself from her knees to a solid squat, thighs tensing, shorts tented with a crowning head. Her belly thrust hard on her midsection, and milk stained her sports bra. Even as she bore down like a warrior, she’d never looked more proud.

Then her eyes met Leah’s. She managed a smirk. “Guess it’s my turn now, huh?”

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[the-froschamethyst4]

Teething baby

𖤐Pairing: Husband! Ghost x Wife! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: Pure tooth rotting fluff, child, married couple, crying, daddy Ghost, flirting, teething child

Ghost was taking care of the baby while Y/n was away for a Girls Trip

He hasn’t been able to do much on the father experience because of him working

But he does his best to take care of her while she is starting to teeth

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7:30AM

"So, you have everything? Food, milk and my number in case something happens?"

"Love, don't worry everything will be okay. I have everything under control."

"But I'm just worried, I'll be gone for a week."

"I know and you'll have a blast, you'll honestly probably forget we even exist...you'll run off with a Supermodel and start a new life."

"I would never, don't say that," Y/n hits his chest.

"I know, but everything will be okay, and I'll call if anything happens, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good, now, go enjoy the sun in Bora Bore," Ghost said, while he had his hands placed on his wife's waist.

"Okay..." she looked at the playmat that was in the middle of the living room. She walks over and bends down to her baby girl, Luna. "Ohh my baby," she says as she picks up her 3-month-old daughter.

Y/n kissed her daughters' puffy cheeks. "I'll be back Saturday," she told her daughter like she could understand her.

Y/n placed her daughter back on the playmat. She grabbed her bag and stood on her tippy toes to kiss Ghost's lips.

"Bye."

"Bye-bye, love," he kissed her again.

She walked outside and saw her best friend's car sitting in the driveway waiting on her.

"Sorry." Y/n apologized.

"Girl, don't come on, this is going to be EXCITING!! Hi, Simon," she greets Simon.

"Hi, Lydia," Ghost waved bye to both girls.

He back stepped inside the house and looked at his daughter on her stomach hitting the playmat. He rubbed his temple wondering what to do first then he caught a whiff of something.

"Guess my first thing to do is change that bomb of a diaper you have," he said, picking her up and giving her another whiff to make sure it was her, "Ohhhh! Yeah, that's you," he said as he went upstairs to her nursey to change her.

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A few minutes later

Ghost sat on the couch with Luna on his bare chest, she was trying to put her fist in her mouth, but Ghost kept moving it from her mouth. She whined anytime he moved it.

"Stop," he grumbles. He was looking down at his phone trying to get advice from Price. Price is a father for 5 and took care of his children when his wife is gone.

Luna is Ghosts and Y/n's first child and sometimes still need help. Ghost was wondering what he did with his kids when his wife was gone?

Price: *We usually have fun like park, waterpark, shopping and sometimes playdate, but since she's still a baby, you probably can't do much*

"Great," he said to himself. "I'll think of something for us to do, while mama is gone."

Ghost looked down at his child and smiled at her. He kissed the top of her head and picked her up. He robbed his nose on hers and kissed her forehead.

"Maybe we can go...to grandmas and grandpas house? Actually, maybe not...they weren't happy when your mama started dating me and married me...maybe not. I do need groceries though," he said to her.

Ghost took her to her nursery and got a small dress on her and placed her in her baby carrier and he got his shirt on, jeans and grabbed some shoes.

He grabbed his keys and drove them to the store. He made sure she was strapped in the car as he drives. Every now and then looked in the rearview mirror to make sure she was okay.

She was asleep, she needed it, she kept Y/n and him up all night, so she needed it along with him. If she stays asleep for a while, he could probably get a nap in as well.

He pulled into a parking spot and got her out of the car. He placed her carrier in the cart and walked in, she was still asleep as they walked through the aisles.

"Mmmm~" Luna stirred in her sleep, he stopped the cart and looked down at her waiting for her eyes to open.

"Hi, baby," he coos.

*WAAAAAAAAAAAA*

Ghost jumps and looks down at her crying face. "Hey, hey, it's okay," he picks her up from the carrier. "You have some strong lungs on you, pretty girl."

"Oh, is everything okay?" A girl came walking around the corner seeing Ghost comforting his daughter.

"Yeah, she's...probably hungry..." he digs through the bag getting a bottle. He brings it to her mouth, but she pushes it away.

"Come on, baby," he says.

"Are you sure maybe, she needs her diaper change?"

"No, she's got a bomb on her, I would know."

Ghost looks at and saw something in her mouth, a peak of something white, he started to worry. "What is that?"

"Oh, maybe I can help, I can help a single father with his child," she pushed herself against him, but Ghost moved away from her.

"I'm married, I'll just call me wife and ask," he put her back down in the carrier and walk out of the store heading back to his car.

He placed her in the car and sat in the backseat with her as he called his wife.

"Ghost? Is everything okay?" She asks, worried about her husband and child.

"I don't know, I went to the store, and she was asleep, but she woke up screaming and crying. She wasn't hungry or needed a change, but I saw in her mouth something white. I couldn't get a good look at it, so I don't know what it is." Ghost panics.

"Simon, check her mouth again," poor Luna was still crying and somewhat hard to hear her. He pulls down her bottom lip and saw the white thing again.

"I think...it's a tooth."

"MY BABY HAS HER FIRST TOOTH AND I'M NOT THERE!!" Y/n yells.

"It's okay, little mamas, I'll take care of everything, I'll get her-"

"Teething supplies are at home, Lydia bought some when I was pregnant with her. She gave them to me at the baby shower."

"Okay..." he looks at her crying face as Y/n hung up and Ghost gave Luna a stuffed baby toy to chew on till they can get home.

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"Y/n? What's going on?" Lydia asked.

"Simon, called...Luna has her first tooth coming in."

"OH, THAT'S EXCITING!!" Their other friend Zoe came sitting next to them. "I remember when Xander got his first tooth."

"Simon was a little nervous..." she said as the girls laughed.

"Ladies...I'm-"

"Jack Oscar, the famous Supermodel."

"Oh...Supermodel..." Y/n said, while looking at Jack who was very toned. She put her sunglasses back on her face.

"You...look beautiful," Jack said.

"I'm married," Y/n said, crossing her legs and leaned back in her chair.

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Ghost got a teething toy for Luna, it was light pink with different textures on it, she snatched it from him started to teeth it.

He chuckled when she looked satisfied chewing on it. Ghost opened the drawer and saw the different chewing toys for her, some were purple and blue with different textures on them, others were circular and had ridges in them to scratch her gums.

"Wow, that's a lot."

*WAAAAA* Luna threw the pink one and made grabby hands for a new one, Ghost dug around and picked another random one, but she threw that one, she wanted to be picked up.

He picked her up and showed her the drawer filled with teething toys. She made grabby hands to a blue one, he let her get it and she started to chew on it.

He took her back to the playmat and laid her back on it. She smiled rolled back on her stomach. Ghost sat on the couch turning the TV on and watched his daughter to make sure she wouldn't do anything.

Luna stopped chewing and looked back at Ghost, she cried for her daddy's attention. He smiled and crawled to his daughter getting down to her level, he laid on his back as she got up top of his chest and she playfully hit his chest.

"Oh ah, ow, you got me," he jokes with her. She smiles and falls on his chest. Ghost chuckled and then he heard soft snores come from her, he looked at his chest and saw her asleep.

"Well, if you're going to sleep...I am too..." he said, putting his arm behind his head and his hand rested on his daughters back.

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10:45PM

Ghost woke to the TV still playing and Luna was still asleep on his chest, he smiles and picked her up gently and slowly so he wouldn't wake her up.

He placed her in her crib draping a blanket on her, he turned on the baby monitor and he was about to close the door and he left the lamp on letting her sleep.

"Good night, little baby," he whispers before shutting the door. He rubbed his temple and heard his phone ping. He looked down and saw some pictures Y/n sent.

Ones where she was at the beach, her legs in the photo of the clear blue scene, her drinking from a coconut, her friends in the back having fun and then one with Jack Oscar in the back holding Lydias waist.

"Is that Jack Oscar?" He asks. "A Supermodel..."

Y/n sent another one, she was in a fishnet dress with a black two piece underneath the fishnet dress, she looked incredibly sexy in it. Ghost smirked knowing he has this beautiful, lady as his wife.

Simon: *You look beautiful*

Wife: *Thank you...is everything okay there?*

Simon: *Just perfect...she's in bed asleep...I gave her a few teething toys and she's been calm since we've been home. I saw Jack Oscar was there*

Wife: *Yeah, he's apparently there for a photoshoot, him and Lydia seemed to be getting along*

Simon: *Supermodel...has he said anything?*

Wife: *He said I was hot...*

Simon: *P.O.S. don't worry love...I got hit it on today by some woman, she called me a 'single father'*

Wife: *Bitch*

Ghost laughed. He got in the middle of the bed and looked down at his phone.

Wife: *Did you get groceries?*

Simon: *No...I'll go back tomorrow. This time I'll be more prepared*

Wife: *Yeah and avoid any thirsty and hungry women*

Simon: *I'll try, love...good night*

Wife: *Good night, Simon*

Ghost turned his phone off and placed it on his charger and looked at the baby monitor seeing Luna was on her back instead of her stomach.

He smiled and closed his eyes finally going to sleep.

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1:00AM

*WAAAAAAA* Ghost's eyes shot open, and he looked at the baby monitor seeing Luna was awake, she sat up grabbing the bars of her crib with a blood curdling scream.

"I'm coming, baby," Ghost rubbed his forehead and started to make his way out of his bedroom to her nursery.

He pushed opened the bedroom door and saw her teary eyes.

"Alright, come on, baby girl," he picked her up and took her to the changing table, changing her diaper. Her cries soon stopped when he picked her up. He kissed her forehead and picked her back up and took her downstairs to heat up a bottle for her.

He had her in his arms, he grabbed a milk pouch and poured it in a bottle, he set it in the bottle warmer and looked down at his little girl.

"It'll be ready in a minute, baby," he said, kissing her puffy, tear stained cheeks.

The machine beeped, letting him know the bottle was warmed up. He tested the milk on his skin seeing if it was hot or just right, and it was perfectly fine.

He sat down on the couch, leaning back and propping her up so he could feed her. She suckled on the bottle as she looked up at him.

The bottle was done, and he placed the bottle next to him on the couch and put a towel under Luna's chin to catch her spit up. He patted her back and she spit up on the towel.

"That's why I did that, you spit up every time and half of the time we never catch it," he said, wiping her face with the clean end of the towel and tossed the towel in the laundry room.

He took her back upstairs but to his bed, he let her stay on Y/n's side of the bed. She rolled on her back and Ghost smiled down at her. He placed his hand on her stomach and closed his eyes.

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Friday 7:10AM

Luna was in Ghost's arms, he tossed her in the air and caught her, he wanted to hear her giggles.

"I'M HOME!!" Y/n announces into the house. Luna giggled and Ghost stood up quickly.

"Welcome home," he said, kissing her lips and kissing Luna's forehead.

"Thank you, handsome."

"Wow...your skin...it's beautiful." He chuckles.

"Thank you, now...I want my baby girl," she turns to Luna with a big smile and taking her from Ghost's grasp. Luna giggled when she was being held by her mama.

"How was it?" He asked.

"I should be asking you that...it was amazing."

"Same, I need to spend some more time with my lovely baby girl," he said, kissing Y/n's lips and his daughter temple.

"You understand how hard it is?"

"I never doubt you, love. I know how hard it is and I try to be there for the both of you but-"

"Work...I know..." She smiles and kisses his lips.

"I'm sorry, love."

"For what?"

"For not always helping you."

"It's okay, Ghost, I know and understand..."

"Anyways, come on let me tell you everything that happened on the trip."

"Okay," he smiles

#cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod x reader #fandom #fanfic #call of duty #mw2 #cod #ghost cod #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you

[marlenesluv]

Ken and Barbie. (LL)

summary: reader is an actress in outer banks as sarah cameron’s younger sister, and while filming in New Zealand, she meets Liam Lawson.

note: idk if they ever filmed in New Zealand, its j for the plot 🫶

pairing: liam lawson x actress!reader

fc: ava alfaro (avaalfaroo on insta) (picked her bc she genuinely looks like madelyn clone a bit lol)

warnings: minor cussing

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

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y/n.user: i <3 🇳🇿

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obxfan5: THE LAST PICTURE??

y/nfp: you’re actually a goddess

cline9edits: her and madelyn are literally siblings

↳ user3: huh? they are..?

↳ cline9edits: omggg no, im j saying they look sm alike

↳ user3: ohhhh, yeah. the casting department did sooo good here

madisonbaileybabe: i’m the best photographer 💁‍♀️

↳ y/n.user: you really are

f2edits: *liam lawson likes a post* *i spawn there to see what’s going on*

user7: LMAO rudy and drew😭

↳ starkeysgf0: my bf’s asf

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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liamlawson30: 🇳🇿❤️

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user2: what is it finna play…? WOAHHHGG

liamledits: holy shit, who is this girl??

f1editpag3: guys, we know she’s blonde!! FIND BLONDE GIRLS WITH A BLONDE POTENTIAL BF

↳ y/nfp4: …………….@y/n.user

↳ f1editpag3: OMG, and they are both in new zealand and soft launching a bf/gf, suspicious

f1wags: ik liam isnt in f1 (yet) but i am totally posting abt them 

y/nfp111: anyone else see y/n liking this one?? 😏

yukitsunoda0511: do i know who this is?

↳ liamlawson30: shut up, just text me mate

user6: whoever this girl is, she’s lucky asffff

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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Liam On a Podcast:

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y/n.user: ken & barbie 💗💐

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f1wags: it’s literally them🥺😩😭

liamlawson30: and i don’t have a good day unless barbie looks at me🙃🩷

↳ y/n.user: but you’re kenough☹️🩷✊

user3: hellllooooo?? they are the cutest, your honor

editf1p8: living for the shirt, y/n!!

drewstarkey: mmm slay icons

↳ rudeth: hm, yeah slay!

user8: the way y/n could literally play barbie and liam could play ken💅

austinnorth55: ik im not ur actually big brother, but i will kill him if he hurts you💪

↳ liamlawson30: i wont, why would i??

↳ austinnorth55: don’t be snarky, you’re on probation

↳ liamlawson30: what??

↳ madelyncline: oh yeah, you’ve entered a tight knit little family, let them warm up to you

↳ y/n.user: don’t scare him off

↳ liamlawson30: nothing will scare me off

user4: they are so cuteeeeee, i need this tbh

lailahasanovic: pretty girl!!!

↳ y/n.user: 💜

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liamlawson30: babe took my to the outer banks for her shoot💓

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y/n.user: the outer banks🙃🫶

↳ hichasestokes: paradise on earth ☀️⛱️

↳ rudeth: WOOHOOOOOO BABY

user3: them getting so hype abt the next season gives me LIFE

f1wags: y/n is actually so gorgeous wtf??

obxedit2: petition for liam to be on obx 😋

↳ y/n1fp9: no literallyyyy. they are too cute i need them always

oscarpiastri: not sure why i wasn’t invited 🙄

↳ rudeth: come next time! the more, the marrier!

↳ y/n.user: merrier*

↳ rudeth: we sure she shouldn’t play popes little sister? always correcting me

↳ jonathandavissofficial: i wouldn’t have been upset about that. she’s my favorite out of all of you

↳ rudeth: that’s actually fucking rude

↳ liamlawson30: …..yikeys mate

user9: cutest couple ever, thank you

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y/n.user: that’s a wrap!! obx is yours…soon☀️🩷🐚

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liamlawson30: my beautiful actress😇❤️

↳ y/n.user: my handsome driver😊❤️

user5: ugh, y/n is actually so pretty it’s unfair. plsss

f1wags: nothing guys, just me crying over their cuteness

user4: lfgggg, you’re an icon UGH

obx5: plsss i love how y/n is just merging with f2 and f1 fans. shes gonna be so cute in the paddock fr

↳ llfp3: wishing i was her fr

paddockgirls1: y/n!! can we have a release date 🙏😇

↳ y/n.user: i wish i could, but i’ll get in trouble🤐 keep your eyes peeled tho!! :)

↳ paddockgirls1: HOLY SHAT- okay queen🫠🫠

user7: LOL YUKI AND LIAM

francisca.cgomes: prettiest girl everrrrr. can’t wait for the new season❤️

↳ y/n.user: awww kika, ily. i cant wait for you to see it either😁❤️

wagcityf1: kika and y/n hangout when??

*liked by creator and francisca.cgomes*

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#liam lawson #liam lawson fluff #liam lawson smau #smau #f1 smau #fic #f2 #f2 smau #liam lawson fic #liam lawson x reader #liam lawson x y/n #liam lawson x you #formula 2 #formula 1 #f1 fluff #imagine #liam lawson imagine #formula racing #f2 x reader #smau f2

[peachesofteal]

OOOOOOOOOO Obviously Simon's not gonna do anything when he's meeting him cuz his daughter is right there BUT AFTER. Johnny, like you said, is gonna be a lil shook up after meeting the new guy and he'll probably go back to work for a bit, a bit of a distraction, getting his head clear, before he realizes that yes, darling belongs to them. And thats where their plan slowly unfolds. So, Simon, ohhhh boy, now that he retired and he has more time on his hands, he'll just randomly show up at darlings place with the 'excuse' of wanting to see his daughter, making up for the time you and her were alone (obviously he also wants to see his lovely lil bean but he also wants to see darling but he can't say that now can he) even if darling desperately wanted to distance herself from Johnny and Simon, seeing lil bee get all excited when one of her dads show up unannounced, how could she tell Simon to leave again? So she let's him in. Unknowingly to her, Simons plan has already started. AH THIS IS SO GOOD. FUCK THE NEW DUDE. GET HER BACK BOYSSSSSSS

Ugh god I love these little drabbles. They’re so fun to explore🩵 and soft dad Simon Riley is my favorite.

18+ Mature themes / disco baby au / takes place after this and/or this.

“Alright, what do we want to do?” You pat Bee’s back while she babbles in your ear, syllables and words strung together. It’s mostly gibberish, but a few things are clear.

“Mamamama.” She drones and you bounce her, little breaths puffing onto your neck while she curls into you. Her little fingers twist in your hair, tugging and pulling while you hiss and try to turn away.

“No, no. Bee, please.” You use a soft touch to redirect her, and she grumbles her displeasure. “I know, but you can’t hurt mum, right? Nice hands, we use nice-“

The doorbell rings, and you frown.

That’s odd. You’re not really expecting anyone. Your boyfriend’s out of town this week for work, and your groceries weren’t scheduled for delivery until later.

Peeking out the side window, craning your neck to get a good look with Bee still sitting in your arms, you catch a glimpse of a broad, firm back, and don’t even need to see anything else to know who it is.

Simon.

Your stomach instantly flips, and the sharp intake of breath that follows is anything but voluntary.

Your heart skips a beat in your chest. It’s also involuntary, and you try to ignore it. Pretend it didn’t happen.

What is he doing here?

“Hi.”

“Hi.” He face shifts beneath the black mask, in a way you know he’s smiling, and Bee’s face lights up when she turns to see who’s at the door.

“Dada!” She squeals, high pitched and just so excited, full of love, beaming at him like he’s hung the stars in the sky.

It’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen, every single time. It’s never not cute, her reaction whenever she sees either of them, and it tugs at your heart.

“Hey baby girl.” He replies, pulling the mask free and smiling at her. It’s a smile full of love, of tenderness, and you look away before he can catch you staring.

“Where’s Johnny?” You ask politely, as Bee continues to wriggle in your grasp, her whole body trying leap away from you and into her Dad’s arms.

“He’s working.” He leaves the rest unsaid, you drift for a moment, wondering about him, if he’s okay. If he’s safe.

“Dada!” Bee shrieks, insistent, and you sigh while you shift her over into his waiting grip.

“Sorry to bother ya. I was just in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by, see my girl.” He strokes a finger across her cheek before leaning down to kiss her, his affection met with baby giggles that were cute enough to melt you on the spot.

“Uh. Yeah, come in. It’s not a bother.” What were you going to say? No, leave. You’re not welcome here. Don’t come see your kid. Don’t be a good dad.

“So, how are you?” He asks, settling onto the couch with Bee in his lap, bouncing his knee while she plays the bunched fabric of his shirt.

“Uh, I’m good.” Lie. You follow up your lie with a nod, hoping to alleviate some of the awkwardness you feel. “Just, working. You know. Hanging out with Bee. The usual.”

“How’s… what’s his name again?” You blink. They’ve met your boyfriend twice now. There’s no way Simon doesn’t remember his name.

“He’s good. Great. He’s great.” You can practically feel him cataloguing your expressions, filing and storing them away for later. You swallow.

“Not here?”

“Uh, nope. He’s traveling. For work.” Simon nods.

“I was thinking about taking little miss here for a walk. To the park.” He looks you over casually, stopping at where your t shirt is sporting baby spit up and your ratty shorts. “Want to come? Get out of the house for a bit?” You bite your tongue. You know what he’s doing, what he thinks he’s doing, anyway.

But he’s wrong. You’re fine. You don��t need him. Or Johnny. You’re good.

“No, you two go ahead.” You gesture to her shoes on the floor by the stairs.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’ve got some stuff to catch up on. Stroller’s out front.”

“Brought ours.” Of course he did. Because he’s always prepared.

“Okay.” You stand by as he gets up, sorting her out, picking her shoes up and getting her ready. As he reaches the front door, he turns back to you.

“Say bye mum.” He points at you, and Bee rattles something off that ends with mama.

“Bye baby, love you.” You lean in, kissing her forehead, and your hand brushes along his forearm. It’s an accident, but he’s warm, like always, and you can smell him, the combination making those tucked away pieces in your heart scream and fight for a chance to swim to the surface.

“We won’t be too long.” He assures you with a gentle smile, and you shrug. You trust them both with Bee’s life. You know they’d die for her, you’re not worried about either of them taking her to the park.

“Okay. Have fun.” He lingers at the door, watching you while he slips the mask back on, and you give him a cheerful smile and wave. “Bye.”

He doesn’t say bye. Just holds your gaze for another few seconds before closing the door shut behind him, lock clicking with a firm shutter.

#peaches asks #peaches writes #disco baby au #ghost x reader x soap #soft dad simon riley

[princessbrunette]

baby daddy - barely holding down a job because of his attitude - line cook jj who feeds you waffles at his work for free as a ‘i’m sorry i knocked you up cause my pull out game ain’t that strong’ when he finds out. being a consistent thing that ends up with him taking ingredients for the ‘secret recipe’ home to their newly conjoined place because it becomes all she (she/her fem reader) craves. him introducing the baby to the work crew. I NEED PAPA JJ ✋

OHHHH MY GOD IM SCREAMING ???? this is exactly what i needed. anon u are an angel omg.

he gets the job as soon as he finds out you’re pregnant. it takes you like two weeks to build up the courage to tell him, because you’re terrified he’ll freak, have worries about being just like his dad and leave. you’re riddled with guilt, rubbing your tummy and crying, somehow feeling like it’s your fault, practically still kids yourself in your early 20s starting a life together. you were scared.

but jj, god, he’s just such a good guy.

he stares at you in shock when you tell him, taking his hat off and running his hands through his hair, and as you brace yourself to be told to get out, you’re met with a teary grin. “you’re not playing right? you mean it?” his voice is shaking. he’s… happy?

within the next two days he’s got that linecook job, called in a favour with some guy who ironically used to owe his dad— explained his situation, ‘look man, i got a baby on the way, i gotta step my shit up—’ the cravings hit hard and you’re seeing JJ a lot more than you planned, showing up at the restaurant for something to tide you over before dinner. JJ appears from the kitchen, bright smile on his face, backwards cap, grease stained white t-shirt, dark blue apron folded and tied at his waist. “there’s my girls.” he grins despite your bump only just being visible, plate of waffles in his hand for him to fork into your mouth whilst chatting, the restaurant pretty empty that day.

he’s tired, but happy to come home to you. your hormones are all out of whack, so sometimes you’re crying and hugging his tummy as he stands over where you sit in confusion, telling him you missed him so much when he was at work. other times you’re clenching your thighs in your little nightie, tits heavy and bump showing, telling him how good he looks in his work uniform and that he’s making you wanna take more of his babies, had you mentioned how much wetter you get when pregnant? JJ tries to keep up with your rollercoaster, happy to deal with whatever you throw at him.

once you have that baby life gets a little harder but it’s nothing the two of you can’t handle. a little girl, and JJ is relieved. he would have loved that baby all the same if it was a boy, but he has to admit the idea scared him a little — knowing his own relationship with his dad. this felt like a breaking of a curse, a fresh start. that baby is his whole entire world, and so are you.

“my weak pull out game is the best damn thing that happened to me.” he jokes, stretching an arm around you on the couch.

“your weak pull out game is making noise in her crib, can you go check on her?” you sark back with a tired grin, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

the baby is the sweetest. your eyes and hair, his nose and mischievousness. once you’ve gained back some energy and the baby isn’t screaming through the night anymore, you start to take her places, showing her your world. the chateau, the group taking turns holding her, arguing over who her number one aunt or uncle is. john b and sarah take the role somewhat as the babies god parents, minus the ceremony and legal title. pope and kie, uncle and auntie. it makes sense to all of you, and they all love that baby like it’s your own— offering their help whenever they can. your baby takes a liking to john b the most, warming your hearts when she falls asleep on his chest.

“its ‘cos hes such a dreamboat. look at him. daddy ain’t pretty like john b.” jj jokes, stretching on the couch opposite as the sun goes down.

“my god she’s so cute!” his best friend whisper yells with a pout as he looks down at her.

everyone takes to calling JJ ‘papa J’, once a random nickname turned reality. JJ is constantly calling you “mama” which makes you wanna get pregnant all over again. he gets super upset when he sees even a flicker of his own father in him, locking him self away for the night, crying until you let yourself in, the baby in bed, rubbing his back. you tell him he’s the best daddy in the whole world, and he is. he just needs to believe it.

#anon #linecook!jj #dad!jj #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank blurb

[mochacafee]

DRUNK N NASTY

You had just gotten home at 4, and as you slipped your bonnet on to take a nap, your best friend Imani facetimed you.

“What do you want”? You questioned her with a bit of an attitude considering she’s currently keeping you from your nap.

Damn, what's your problem”? She questioned

“Maybe cause you keeping me from my after-work nap”. You state

“Ohhhh my bad my bad, but are you going to Jeans party tonight”? She asked you

“Uhhh, ima be real, I deadass forgot he had a party tonight”. You say

“Girl it’s Holloween how did you manage to forget that”? She asks

“Ion even know fr” you say back

“You got ya costume already or nah”? She questioned

“Nah but I can make it work”. You uttered

“Girl get up and show me your costume so you not going out here looken raggedy”. She states

You get up and show her the costume you partially homemade

“Oooooo the ass finna be assing n the titties finna be tittyingggg”! She exclaimed

“I knowwww, thank youuuuu”! You say

“Alr well Imma let you go n sleep but be ready at 8 cause thats when im finna get you”. She tells you.

You finished doing your hair n makeup and you checked your phone to see the time, 7:55. You then got a call and saw it was Imani. You grab your jacket and purse and walk out the house. You see her car and open the passenger side door. 

“Heyyy stinkkkk”! you say as you enter the car.

Hey booo! She says back.

“Ooo you look cute, catwoman I see”. You state

“Yuppp, n in ya bunny girl era I see”. She says

“Ohh…. shut up”. You say

You both begin to laugh and turn up the music

You guys get to the party and all you hear is Come Through and Chill By Miguel, J. Cole Salaam Remi. Y'all get out the car and  walk into the house. You see people dancing, drinking, and smoking as the door is opened by the one and only Eren Jaeger. 

“Heyyy ma, hey y/n”. Eren said with a smile on his face.

“Hii love” Imani said as she walked in and gave him a hug and a kiss.

Eren moved his hands down to her waist and began to pull her closer.

“Hey Eren it's good to see you but can i atleast get inside the damn building? ''. You say as you move past the two love birds.

You walk into the party and you're all he sees. 

“Who is that”? He turned and asked Sasha next to him.

“Who, you mean Imani you know that's Erens girl right?” she asked him with a questioning look on her face. 

“No dumbass, the girl in the bunny costume.” he says with an offended look on his face.

“Ohhhh that's Y/N, you’ve never seen her around campus before?” she asked Connie.

“Nah, but do you know if she gotta man?” she asked

“Damn you haven’t even spoken to the girl yet and you already want to get in her pants?” sash asked

“Nah not like that.” he stated.

Once you walked in you immediately noticed your homegirl Sasha talking to a partiula;y good looking man. He was in black cargo pants with an all black t-shirt. He had some black boots on and a white ghostface mask strapped to the side of his head. Due to the tightness of his t-shirt you could see his muscular arms and abs peeking through. You could also see the tattoos littered over his neck, arms and hands. He had brown/greyish eyes and a grown out buzz cut. He sat on the couch, one arm on the couch, not behind Sasha and the other one holding his phone whilst manspreading. You ended up walking over to the pair to hey hello.

“Hey Sasha.” you say while you walk over to stand in front of her. 

Hey Y/n this is Connie, Connie this Y/N.” she says as she stands up to give you a hug.

“She sits back down and you guys just start talking. Sasha ends up leaving to go to the kitchen to get a snack and some drinks, but you and Connie just keep the conversation going. He ends up asking you if you wanna go smoke and you say yes. Before you leave you go over to tell imani where you are going, who you are with and explain to her what Connie's car looked like if anything happened to you. He told you what it looked like so you could tell Imani. You guys walk outside to his all black BMW. he opens the door for you and closes it and then gets into the driver's seat.

“You want the aux ma?” he asks

“Ma?” you question

“Oh shit my bad my bad, i always ask my mom if she wants aux when she gets in my car. I'm sorry if I made you feel weird or anything like that.”. He states.

(Nigga you know damn well..)

“You didn’t make me feel weird but you did make me feel something.” you mumble.

“Repeat that one more time f’ me?” he questions

“Nothing nothing.” you say

“Whatever you say.” he says

You end up connecting to his car and playing some music. He rolls the blunt, n licks the paper and lights. He takes one long nice hit and you can’t help but admire the way he looks as he tilts his head up. 

“What you think im fine or something?” he asks you

“Nahhh chill out yo I just met you.” you say a little embarrassed considering he caught you staring at him.

“Mhm.” he says.

You guys end up smoking and just talking for a while. You were telling him this story about how you almost lost your aunt's dog while dog sitting. Connie didn’tt know what was wrong with him. Maybe it was some of the drinks he had earlier or the weed in his system now but he wanted to kiss you so bad. He moved his seat back rescind it a bit. He ended up looking at you with these eyes. The only word that could be used to the describe how he looked at you was longingly. He flattened the blunt, leaned over to you and kissed you. This action took you by surprise but you weren’t complaining. You moved your head forward to deepen the kiss. Connie moved his hand from your check down to your through but didn’t squeeze just placed it there. You ended up moving fro you seat to sitting on his lap, a good that he reclined his seat back. You put your hands on the back of his neck and he moved his hands to your waist and lighting gripping your ass. You slowly but surely began grinding on him as yall kissed. 

“Fuck ma.” he said inbetween kisses.

You stopped the kissing and looked Connie right in his eyes, panting but before you even said anything Connie spoke first.

“So whatchu wanna do Ma cause you got me be hard over here n I can feel you getting wet.” he plainly stated. 

Connie didn’t know what had gotten into him, he was never this forward but it had to be the weed. 

“I think you know what I wanna do Connie.” you say with a smile on your face

“Alright then, get in the back”. He says

Once you hopped in the backseat and he got back there too it was over. Connie was kissing all over you vigorously. Nothing compared to the sweet and sensual kisses he gave you before. He kissed down your lips to your neck to the top of your tits. He looked at you, asking if it was ok to pull your costume down and you nodded and gave him the go ahead. He pulled your costume and began licking and sucking all over your tits. He moved to your right nipple and stuck it in his mouth and began to suck and lightly nibble on it. He took his left hand and began teasing your other nipple. You couldn't even control yourself from moaning. You were in shock of how good he was making you feel and all he was doing was playing with some tities. He then pulled the rest of your costume off and began to kiss down your tits and on to your chubby stomach. He pulled the rest of the costume off and the tights so the only thing you had on were the bunny ears and your panties. He moved his way down and began kissing in between your thighs. He gave you another look of questioning and you gave him the go ahead. He pulled your panties off and gave your wet pussy soft kitten licks.

“Can you stop teasing me alreadyyyyy.” you moan out mid-sentence as you feel a wet muscle enter you. Connie was going absolutely feral on your pussy, swapping between using his tongue and his fingers. You had truly never felt any oral like this, EVER. You moved your hand down to grab the back of his neck and you began to grind on his face. The way this man was eating you out was like a man who had been starved for days. 

“C-conieeeee, im closeeeee”. You moan out.

“Go ahead mami, cum for me”. He states.

“I- i can’t it's too muchh Connie pleasee slow downnn”. You  say breathlessly

“You can do it mami, go ahead, that’s my girl. Such a good girl for me yea, go ahead good girls get to come”. He praises.

After a few torturous but pleasurable moments he pulls an orgasm out of you. You couldn't even form words just noises. 

“You did so good for me mami, yea that's it just breathe baby”. He coos.

Once you catch your breath you go down towards his sweats and begin to pull them down.

“Nha nah nah whatchu doing ma”? He questions

“What do you mean I'm returning the favor”? You ask

“Nah nah this is all about you tonight ma, let me take care of you”. He says as he pushes you on your back.

He pushes you down and begins to kiss you. He sits back and takes off his sweatpants and his boxers. Connie's 8 incher springs free from his boxers. No wonder his last name is Springer. He was a nice tan color and had a light pink tip with precum leaking out. He had a good length and was real wide. You were positive you could drive a damn jeep in your pussy after he was done with you. Your eyes go from his eyes to dick dick and but up to his eyes with a fear stricken look. 

“Don’t worry ma I think I did enough prep and I think you can handle it.”. He states. 

Can you do that for me, pretty girl”? He questions.

“Yea I'll try”. You say still trying to figure out how all of that is going to fit inside of you.

“I'm gonna go inch by inch okay mami”? He questions.

You nod your head yes.

“I need a verbal response mami”. He states.

“Yes”. you say still scared of his sheer size.

He adds the tip in and does exactly what he said he would. Inch.by.inch. He was a cocky little fucker when he was doing it too, painstakingly slow. Even though he prepped you, you still felt like it wasn’t enough. You were pushing and clawing at his stomach trying to push him out due to the pain.

“Aht aht no running ma, you gon take every last inch of this dick.”. He coos with a smirk on his face.

“Connie pleaseeeee”. You moan out.

He was pounding you so hard like it was nobody's business with his mushroom tip kissing your cervix.  No other man would be able to fit his cock inside of you comfortably due to the fact that he was molding you so well. His strokes her hard, fast and ruthless.

“Fuckkk mamaiiiii, I hope *huff* you know that I'm never *huff* ever letting you go *huff* after this fuckkkk”. He says to you. 

“Connie I'm close, oh my god I'm so close”. You basically scream.

You're clawing at his back so hard you know for a fact that there will be marks on his back tomorrow. 

“Wait for me mama wait for me”. He breathes out.

Connie starts thrusting into you faster and faster because he didn't wanna make his pretty girl wait too long.

“I'm close mami, where you want it”. He questions.

“I-inside, i want it inside. You maon you.

“Are you on the pill? He questions.

Quite frankly Connie wasn't ready for a child and he didn’t know if you were either and he didn’t want to stick you with a child you both probably weren’t ready for.

“Yea yea yea yea I'm on the pill it's fine i just want it inside pleaseee”. You main out.

“Fuck cum with me mami fuck fuck fuck fuckkk.” he says as releases his nut into you.

You just experience that most mind blowing orgasm ever and then to feel him nut inside of you gives you a feeling of utmost euphoria. You couldn’t even form sentences or move due to everything that had just happened.

“Are you ok ma”? He asks but you couldn’t even respond due to being so fucked out. He went into his trunk to grab some spare wipes, water and snacks he had just in case. He wipes you down while you were asleep and waited for you to wake up to give you the water and snacks. You both got dressed and it turns out that the party was still going on, but you knew that you needed to get home. You walked back inside with Connie and walked up to Imani and told her that you wanted to go home. Yall said yall’s goodbyes and went home. You showered, brushed your teeth etc, and went to sleep only to remember that you never got his number.

Please please pleaseeee write to me with any comments about how I can write better, its deadass ma first post.

Credits to @k1ssyoursister for the borders

#connie x black reader #connie smut #Connie x black reader smut #first post

[muscleloverz69]

Leader of The House

Bob was already running late to work. The middle aged man couldn’t get his twins up for their first day of middle school and as a result was most definitely going to be yelled at by his boss at work. Sure enough when Bob arrived to his menial desk job his boss was waiting. However while Bob was expecting to be disciplined he never thought he’d get fired, but sure enough he was heading out of the office before morning rush hour was even over. “I already have people calling out left and right for personal days I can’t have someone unreliable when there are young guys I can pay half as much who will do whatever I ask.”

“At least it can’t get any worse,” Bob thought to himself.

Bob pulled back into his driveway dreading telling his wife as he did he noticed a strange car parked in front of the house. As he walked into the house he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. In his youth he had been quite handsome, but a full-time office job didn’t give him much time to workout. Now Bob had wrinkles, a beer gut, and receding hairline. The only thing Bob could really take comfort in was his beautiful wife and large stunning home. As Bob stared pathetically at himself in the mirror he heard a strange noise coming from upstairs. “Uhhhh Ohhhh.”

“Hunny are you ok? Don’t worry I’m home.” 

Bob ran up the stairs and burst into his bedroom face flushed red and sweaty, but when he saw what was going on he just fell to the floor in tears. In his bed was his wife and the accountant from the office. “Bob you aren’t supposed to be home!”

“Why did you do this Madison? I thought you were happy.” Bob wailed hysterically on the floor.

“Bob look at you you’re disgusting, why don’t you leave Johnathon here can take care of me.”

Bob walked out without saying another word. He passed through the front door and just kept going down the street. Bob walked for hours unable to come up with the courage to go back to the home he completely lost control of. Eventually he came across a strange store. He had no idea why but he felt a sudden urge to go inside. 

Inside were strange knickknacks thrown all over long tables. Nothing looked organized or priced in any way. As Bob took in the strange store a small old woman hobbled out from a backroom dressed in a long purple shawl. “Hello dear, I’d ask how you were doing but I can see from your sweat stained dress shirt and red eyes the answer would be not good.”

The woman made her way down a row of her chackies pausing to examine bumper stickers and snow globes, “I think I have just the thing to help though, you feel like you’ve lost control of your home yes?”

Bob looked startled, “How do you know that?”

The woman let out a small cackle before snatching a shot glass from the table. “Take this go home and place it in your kitchen, tomorrow you will be back in control of your home.”

Bob wasn’t usually superstitious but after the day he had he could use all the luck he could get and graciously took the glass. “How much do I owe you?”

“Don’t you worry it’s on me.”

Bob thanked the old woman before beginning his walk back home. As much as he dreaded it he knew he had to return. As he walked up to his house he noticed that accountant was still over but this house belonged to him and entered his home. It was already late and his kids and wife were asleep. As much as Bob wanted to he was too afraid to get into a fight trying to kick the accountant out so he just went to the kitchen put the shot glass away and slept in a guest bedroom.

As Bob slept unaware strange things began to happen. Thick wavy hair grew from his head, his body lost all its fat and in its place muscle swelled. In the next room his twin sons nearly doubled in height. Just as unaware as their vocal cords dropped two octaves and their bodies aged.

As his wife slept in the arms of the office accountant they also began to change similarly. The house began to creak and moan as it underwent its own changes as well.

The next morning Rob stretched his two tanned well muscled arms above his head sitting up. Something felt a little weird but he probably just partied too hard the night before. Rob got up adjusting his thick package before going down the hall. He started with the twins room. They were still asleep the athletic 19 year olds were completely identical in sexy muscle. Rob crept up to them cupped the back of one’s head and let his tongue work his way into a twins mouth in a deep kiss. Chad and Trent were woken up like this every morning, and they loved it.

Once he was satisfied Rob went down the hall to where the pledges stayed the night. The two twinks sat at the edge of the large bed asses up waiting for their spanking. Rob enjoyed watching their plump asses jiggle after each smack. The two twinks felt their asses twitch begging to be filled but that would have to wait until after initiation. 

At the back of all their minds, they knew something was off. But all the frat bros loved their life and Rob was in charge of his house just like he should be.

#flexing #reality change #Frat #Gay

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : DENTIST VISIT

A/N : Requested by anon 🤞🏼 & huge shout out to my buttercup @harlowcomehome for helping me out.

You were currently in the waiting room of the dentist office, you were about to get your wisdom teeth out and you were dreading it.

You were shaking your foot and tapping your fingers against your thigh, something you always did when you were nervous.

Jack was holding your hand and gave you a little squeeze. “Baby, you’re in good hands. I’ve been coming here since I was Mia’s age.”

“That’s you, what if something happens to me in there? Who will take care of you and the kids?”

Jack chuckles, “And you call me dramatic?”

You pout at him. “Not funny babe.”

“I’m sorry.” He grabs your chin and pulls you closer. “I promise you, everything will be good.”

“I don’t want-“

“Mrs Harlow, we’re ready for you.” The assistant calls out for you.

“Come on.” Jack stands up and pulls you with him. “I’ll be here waiting.”

“Give me my last kiss.”

He rolls his eyes, chuckling “Definitely Mia’s mommy, come here.” He pulls you in closer and gives you a quick kiss and walks you to the surgery room.

After an hour of surgery, they inform Jack that they were about to bring you out and they suggest he goes start his car so you can quickly get inside.

“Oh who’s that?” You ask the nurse, looking at Jack stepping out from his jeep.

“That’s your husband.” The nurse smiles.

You gasp, “My husband?”

“Hi.” Jack kneels down in front of you. “Ready to go home?”

You turn to face the nurse, “Are you sure he’s mine?”

Jack and the nurse chuckle. “I’m certain dear.”

You nod, “Well let’s go.”

Once inside the car and Jack is driving you both home you can’t help but stare at him.

“You okay?” Jack asks and turns to look at you while at a red light.

“You have the most beautiful bluest eyes ever.”

“Thank you baby.” Jack smiles.

“Are you really my husband?”

“Yes, we even have kids.”

You gasp at that. “YOU GOT ME PREGNANT?”

“I sure did, two times actually.”

You turn to look at him and look down to his lap, “Why only two?”

“What do you mean?”

You shrug, “If you really are my husband, I’d let you get me pregnant all the time. No way I would've stopped at just two.”

“Thank you baby” Jack smiles, laughing at your comments.

“Your laugh is so cute” you mumble, the gauze in your mouth making it hard to speak.

Jack blushes but quickly worries “Baby, be careful you’re going to get blood on your shirt.”

“Yes sir” you salute to him.

Jack shuts off the car and heads to help you out the car, bending down a bit to carry you out.

“Ohhhh, I like you down there.”

Jack snorts, “Baby, you’re too much.” He’s carrying you inside the house and sets you on the couch with a throw blanket at your feet.

“Urban will be here with your pain killers in a bit. Let me heat up the mashed potatoes and I’ll bring you ice cream.”

“Mhmm-kay.” You whisper out, leaning your head on the cushions.

Jack quickly makes his way to the kitchen, rushing to get your snacks. He gets you water, a small bowl of mashed potatoes and a Gatorade.

“Here you go baby, try to eat some.” He helps you remove the gauze you have in your mouth so you can eat a little.

“It hurts.” You moan out.

“I know, you’ll feel better soon.” He hand feeds you some potatoes.

“You’re really sexy.” You smile.

“You too.”

“I’m here with the pills.” Urban yells, making you jump and accidentally clench your jaw.

Jack turns to the entrance to glare at Urban “Dude.”

“Sorry.” He hands Jack the medicine bag. “You okay Y/N?”

“Oohhhh, are you my husband too?”

“W-what?”

Jack shakes his head, “ignore her.”

“You have really big lips.”

Urban smirks “That’s not the only thing.”

Jack rolls his eyes but continues to feed you. “You should get me pregnant again.”

“Here.” Jack puts a new gauze inside your mouth after he gives you some pain medicine.

“I’m not kidding.” You place your hand on his thigh. “Let’s make more babies.”

You look around confused, “Where are the kids you say we have?”

“With my mom.”

You yawn “Mhmm okay.”

“Lay down baby, try to sleep it off.” He lifts up the blanket and covers you.

“Thank you.” You lay down completely. “When I wake up we’re making more babies, and the guy with the big lips is joining us.”

Urban chuckles, “She’s going to be embarrassed about this when she wakes up.”

Jack nods, “That’s why we’re not telling her.”

“I already texted the group chat.”

He groans “Dude, you didn’t!”

“Better than video proof?” Urban chuckles.

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[sideshow-cellophane-blog]

Belly Rubs

Gale just needs some love and a night of laughter :) Bloodweave for sure.

"My love?"

"Yes darling?"

"There is…something I would very much like to try with you, if you will allow me."

Astarion looked up from his book at Gale, who was nervously fidgeting his hands at the tent entrance. He had frequently let Astarion in at night since starting their relationship, but tonight Gale had been at the fire until now.

He raised a brow with a confident smirk. He loved it when Gale got tongue tied. "That depends, dear. Will the ending involve one of us screaming the other's name? You forgot to cast a sound barrier last time and Laezel is still asking me to do that trick to her. I've told her it doesn't take much with you," His brows furrowed into the tease with a sharper grin, but Gale was already flustered enough from whatever he was about to request. He relaxed back onto Gale's bed. "...Oh, stop giving me those sad puppy eyes and spit it out."

He took a deep breath. "I want to take you up on those belly rubs you playfully offered earlier," He admitted. "And I would very much like to make you laugh as well. I've missed your smile the further we go into these dark caverns. And don't worry - I've sound proofed the tent," He assured, as though that was what would comfort Astarion's surprise in the moment. "Now that we've finally set up camp I think we're due for some cheer."

"You want me to…? Really? Come lay down then darling," Setting the book to the side, he patted his lap. "If you can keep your hands to yourself you may get me to play along once it's my turn."

"Oh my, wait, really? I'll try my best! Thank you, truly, I was so nervous there for a bit," Suddenly giddy, Gale removed his shirt and folded it neatly on his bag in the corner. He climbed onto the bed, lying with his head in Astarion's lap. 

"Ohhhh no, dear. Heh. Lay with your belly in front of me. That's what should be in my lap. Scoot up and lay across my lap like a good little wizard."

Again nervous, Gale slowly slid himself into the right position. His back popped as it extended out. "Stop when I say, ah, weave? No, red! Be easier to hear in a giggle fit, when I say red." 

Astarion moved strands of hair from Gale's face in a moment of fondness. "Keep your hands behind your head, if you can. If you can't speak, pinch my arm." 

Gale did as told, already smiling in anticipation. "Thanks, Astarion. I can't tell you how much I neheeded thihihis!" Slow and awkward giggles bubbled from his lips. The vampire was running his fingers lightly, so lightly, in circles around the exposed tummy in front of him. Before Gale covered his eyes with an arm he saw a much softer smile on the other's face, one that was reserved for their private moments. He allowed himself to relax and enjoy himself - he wanted and needed a moment like this. 

"This is fun, I'll give you that," He made sure to not just run his fingers in circles: he made shapes and patterns in light swipes, drawing mostly stars and circles into the skin that made Gale twitch or change pitches in his inconsistent giggle spurts. "Your giggle does make me smile too, darling. So contagious. Shame that arm has to hide your pretty face. If it muffles any of those delicious giggles I'll have to do something about it."

He traced a long nail up Gale's abdomen, between his pectorals and back down to circle the edge of his navel. That made the wizard bounce and, oh yes that was, squeak. Another squeak. A snort?!

"Was that a snort? Oh, do that again!" He focused on scratching and poking around the button with some difficulty as Gale rocked himself from side to side enough so that Astarion's free palm had to steady him. 

High pitched boyish, ticklish giggles filled the air and delighted them both. Despite Gale's growing hysteria he kept both arms up and covering his eyes, so only his wide open mouth was visible. He raised his head to his chest to see Astarion's hands through the cracks and allowed another snort to humor his lover. 

"Yes!" He could have sworn Astarion whisper to himself, but Gale threw his head back again as those pale fingers dug into the sides of his belly that made his mind blank. Their adventures, the tasks at hand, the worry, the panic simmering under Gale's scar and chest, dissipated as his sensitive nerves overran all of that for a brief relieving few moments. He kicked a leg into the air and had to grab the sheets around his head to keep himself from curling into a ball. 

And because of that, Astarion stayed on those spots. He tickled with different tactics and velocities to coax the right sounds from Gale until he was vibrating. 

"SHIHIHIT! T-tihihickles, faHACK, shihihihihit! Oh gohohohods! AhastahahahaHEEE! HEEhahaha! Heheheh, shit, SHIT! Spot, SPAHAHAT! TICKLE SPAHAHAHAT!" 

Astarion ran his fingertips over the sides of Gale's belly, gently dug in with his fingertips, and switched quickly to above and below the quivering navel. He chuckled a little at the contagious, high-pitched, boyish giggling and cackling his actions caused. Gale tried to roll onto his side facing Astarion, and the spawn squeezed the side facing up making Gale lie flat again. 

"I've got you rolling now, haven't I?" He teased. "Those arms are having a hard time staying up, how about those two spots again?" He again went for either side of Gale's belly, left and right of the navel, scritching his nails lightly enough to make Gale yell, then cackle harder and louder again. "Is this the worst spot? Or the worst you can tolerate? I'll keep that in mind for later."

The arms could no longer stay up. Gale's hands shot down to grab Astarion's as he tried to curl and protect his attacked nerves. "Yehehehes! Bahad, bad spot…bad spot, spots. Spots…" He breathed hard for a moment and flinched when Astarion tried to rub his belly, but he shook his head. "R-red, wahait."

"I wasn't going to tickle," Astarion squeezed his hands. "Just rub it away."

Gale shook his head. "Mm-mn. Too ticklish for that."

He laughed at that and pulled stray hairs from Gale's face. "My dear wizard, feathers must make you cringe. And if they don't, heh, I'll make sure they do next time you ask for belly rubs. If you want me to do this again, anyways. I'll have you tied up squealing like a tortured gnoll with that wonderful smile on your face."

"I…I might like that," Gale's flushed face seemed to darken. "If you'd allow me the pleasure, I'll take you up on it one of these nights."

"Oho, the pleasure is mine," He curled his fingers past Gale's hands and into his belly again, and delighted in the gasp it caused. "Where else is so sensitive? I think I had you giggling when I nipped at your thighs the other night but…oh yes, you were flinching away when I licked up your neck! Oh, I like this! And you like this! What fun I'm going to have with you! A new game!" He clapped his hands together. 

"Darling please don't take advantage of my nerves, not unless I ask," Gale scooted himself into a more comfortable position with his head in Astarion's lap instead. "I rather enjoy being made to laugh but not at the cost of my dignity…and, I mean yes, I'm very ticklish all over. Those spots on my belly are the worst, besides maybe my neck. Or my thighs. It's so unfair that there are two of them," He sighed. 

"Isn't it?"

Gale raised his head. "How about you? What spots should I caress to make you laugh yourself into a delirium?" 

"You'll have to find out."

"Now maybe? Perhaps with some rope and those feathers you seem eager to use against me?"

"Ah," Astarion shifted. 

"You did say if I behaved you'd allow me to explore you," He wiggled the fingers of a hand in the air, hovering just over one of Astarion's knees. He knew that to be one spot that made the spawn jump. "I could summon a hologram to help me."

"I said maybe you'd have a chance if you managed to keep your arms up," Astarion eyed the hand nervously. "Which you didn't, sweet sensitive thing. If your hand lowers any further your neck is going to have more than my teeth against it."

The hand hovered as Gale decided what to do. He ultimately thought that Astarion wasn't being fair and he wrapped the free arm under and around his leg.

"I'll have you screaming and begging by the end of it if you lower that damn hand Gale, I mean it."

In one quick motion, the arm around Astarion's leg tightened and that hand shot for the back of his knee, as the other went for the top. "Worth it to hear even a squeHEAK!"

Astarion shouted and shook and kicked his leg. He made good on his threat- his hands dove under Gale's hair to tickle and try to stop the other before he really found any other bad spots. He flopped against the headboard of the bed and kicked his leg uselessly, because Gale had it gripped well. His mouth opened in choked gasps at first, but Gale was scribbling. He shouted again and finally laughed. 

Gale, giggling and craning his neck every which way to either trap Astarion's fingers or block them out, was having too much fun to want to stop. But both hands were in his neck and he was so ticklish there dammit, so he had to sacrifice his hand on Astarion's kneecap to fight the one brushing up to his ear. 

Astarion took his chance to grab Gale's hand and lift the arm with vampire strength. He focused on holding the arm up and poking at the exposed armpit, and moved his leg more freely now to roll Gale onto his side so it faced up and was easier to tickle. 

"Yohou'll pahahay for thahat, brahat!" 

A new peal of Gale's maniacal giggles came, and he arched his back and tried to move his other arm that was now trapped under Astarion's leg. The other leg was against his back keeping him trapped. He was fully helpless. "Shit shit HAHAHA SHIHIT! HAHA! HEEEEEE!" He kicked his leg with a squeal when Astarion pinched and poked down to the spot between his ribs and armpit. 

"I told you, my sweet sensitive thing. You'll be screaming and begging for mercy before I'm done with you tonight," Astarion snickered and moved his hand all over, poking and swiping and pinching and squeezing in any spot he could reach. Gale's neck, his ear, his armpit, ribs, even his back wasn't safe from the tickle onslaught. 

It was going to be a long night, and Gale got exactly what he asked for. Astarion was more than happy to deliver. 

#bg3 #astarion #astarion x gale #gale finally gets his ticklish belly rubs #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #tickling #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate tickling #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate gale #gale belly rubs #ticklish!gale #ticklish!astarion #bloodweave

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Intimacy Challenge: Day (2)

30 day intimacy challenge 

word count: 2k

Day 2: A good make out session can calm the stress in your life and bring you closer to your partner.

A/N: I’m really nervous about this, i typically stay away from writing anything related to smut only leading up to it, so I apologize if this sucks <3

Z-dog: It had started out really innocent, you two were just in your room since she had no privacy in hers watching a movie and a few kisses here and there. You giggled as you felt her start kissing your jaw and neck before leaning up and pressing another one on your lips to which you deepened. Without breaking the kiss, she pulled you into her lap, where it was much easier for you to kiss her, as you felt her hands sliding up the shirt you were wearing.

You broke apart for a minute so she could lift it over your head and you guys went back to kissing and leaving marks all over each other. You were currently grinding into her as she left lovebites all her your chest when someone knocked on your door making you both confused until you heard that voice.

"Yo Z! Colonel needs us for some kind of meeting!" Lyle said banging on your door.

"Tell him that I'm busy or something." She shouted back as you kept kissing her.

"Z you know he's gonna be mad if you don't show." He said making her roll her eyes.

"I don't care, I'm busy right now." She said making you giggle as she kissed you again.

You both heard the code to your room being opened which made you scramble to cover yourself as your girlfriend hide you behind her back not wanting him to see you like this. Lyle walked in looked at the state of you and your girlfriend and smirked.

"Ohhhh I see now. Looking good y/n." He said as Alicia growled at him.

"Easy there Zdarksink. Just a harmless compliment." He said holding his hands up at her as she still growled at him.

"How do you even know the code to my room?" You asked him.

"Colonel gave it to me in case Zdog here was asleep or something, but clearly she wasn't." He said.

"Babe maybe you should go." You said to her.

"I will once he leaves." She said glaring at him, keeping a protective cover over you.

"Alright I'm going but y/n if you ever get bored, feel free to come see me." He said to you with a wink as you watched your girlfriend fly off the bed.

"I swear to god I will gut you like a fish Wainefleet." She said chasing after him as you laughed.

"I'm so sorry my love, we will continue this later." She said leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips.

"It's alright by the way you look so hot protecting me like that." You said as you saw her sigh.

"Later. We will continue this later." She said giving you one last kiss before leaving. 

Tsu'tey: It had happened during the clan celebration of a good hunt and you showed up dressed like that. Tsu'tey eyes had found you the moment you had arrived with your friends and immediately made his way over towards you.

"Yawne." He said placing a kiss on your hand.

"Tsu." You said placing a kiss on his lips.

"You look so beautiful tonight, did you make this?" He asked making you do a little twirl.

"No bffs name made it for me, do you like it?" You asked him.

"I love it a lot, remind me to give her my thanks." He said licking his lips at you.

And that's how you two ended up in the middle of the woods hands all over each other and kisses all over each other's body. You were slowly grinding into him as he left love bites all over your neck and chest, letting out a moan when he formed his newest before leaning up and catching your mouth with a kiss.

"If you keep moving like that, we will never make it back to the celebration." He said as you smirked at him.

"Lovebirds we are getting ready to eat!" You heard one of your friends call out making you laugh as Tsu'tey groaned.

"We can finish this later my love, I promise." You said giving him one last kiss before standing up and fixing your top.

Neteyam:

Neteyam had a rare moment of peace without having to worry about his siblings or his chores, so he took the chance to spend it with you, which leads to you two having a small but heated makeout session in yall's favorite part of the woods where no one would find you.

"You gotta be quiet, flower you are gonna get us caught." He said in between the kisses being placed on your neck.

"Me? You need to stop, you know that is.. my weak spot..."You said in between moans as he sucked a new love bite onto your neck.

"I know which is why I always kiss you there." He said with a smile as he leaned up and kissed you.

He had you pressed against the tree as you two feverishly kissed one another and were exploring each other's bodies.

"So pretty ma y/n, I can never get enough of you." He said as you smiled pulling him closer to you.

"Neteyam!" You heard Kiri calling out which caused you two to look at each other wide-eyed.

"Neteyam!" Tuk called which forced you to push him off of you so you could fix your top before Tuk came over.

“we will finish this later." He said as his sisters came running over to you.

"Ew." Kiri said after looking at the state you and Neteyam were in which made you guys laugh.

Jake: You were having a rough day and Jake needed some way to help you calm down and relax so he kissed you and half expected you to push him off which you sometimes did when you were frustrated but to his surprise, you melted in his arms where he guided you to the floor, before pulling you into his lap.

"I'm sorry your day was so bad, let me fix it for you?" He asked you in between kisses.

"Please do." You said before going back to kissing him.

All that was said or heard for a while was the sound of kissing, moans, and ragged breaths as you felt relaxed from the terrible day you had. Right now Jake was placing kisses all along your neck and chest area before he pressed a few all over your face and one final on your lips.

"You gonna tell me who's responsible for giving my baby such a rough day?" He asked brushing some of your hair out your face.

"Don't want to talk about it right now, just want to be here with you." You said wrapping your arms around him.

"I can do that too. He said pressing a kiss against your forehead before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his chest.

Tasem: He had come back from a hunting trip that he had been on for a few days, he had missed you so much. It was the first time since you guys fully mated that you two had been apart for this long, so when he got back he immediately ran to find you. You had been working on a new top for your friend when he came rushing inside.

"Ma Tarsem!" You said rushing up from your spot and into his arms.

"Ma y/n, I've missed you so much." He said placing kisses all over your face.

"I can tell. Did you even help unpack after the hunt?" You asked him with a giggle.

"No, I only wanted to come see you and get some of my kisses from you." He said placing another kiss on your lips.

"Well, I can help with that." You said placing another kiss on your lips to which he depended.

Reaching behind you and closing the flap to your tent so no one would bother before he picked you up and carried you over to your guy's bed where he sat down and kept you in his lap as you guys kept kissing.

"Missed you so much ma Tarsem." You said as kissed his jaw and neck.

"Missed you more ma y/n." He said running his fingers through your hair as he kissed you.

The only thing that was heard throughout the tent was the sound of breathless moans and kissing, you both hated time apart but it made you it so much more when you were together.

#30 day initmacy challenge #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #neteyam #neteyam x reader #tarsem x you #tarsem x reader #recom zdog #zdog x reader #tsu’tey x reader #tsu'tey imagines #avatar way of water

[aeyunaa]

Extra occupation

Pairing: Jeno!boss x y/n!employee

Smut

Hair pulling, name calling, creampie, slightly a dubcon….

———-/requests are open————/——-

You walked into your manager's office after knocking on his door and hearing a “come in” he had full focus on what he had displayed on his computer screen. You walked to his desk bowing slightly before setting the coffee he asked you to bring him. Jeno leaned back in his seat shifting his glasses in place as he looked up at you then back at the coffee. He picked it up and put it to his lips taking small sips before looking back up at you. You felt a wave of anxiety wash over you when didn't say anything but it went away when he smiled at you “first day on the job Y/N and i'm happy to say i'm not regretting it, now run along the project is due wednesday.” he said setting the cup back down. you quickly bowed before making your way out of his office with a proud grin.

About half an hour later

Your desk phone started ringing so you stopped writing the sentence you were halfway through with, and picked it up “hello, this is Y/N how may i be of assist-” you were cut off by a pained voice “Y-Y/N get your ass up here..”.

“Boss? I-im on my way!” you quickly set the phone down rushing up the stairs so you wouldn't get scolded. When you got to his door you knocked but this time there was no reply so you walked in. your eyes widened. Jeno had his tie loosened, his hair was messy and his shirt was unbuttoned. His face was flushed and red, sweat beads ran down his face and chest. “Y/N fuck, w-what was in that coffee?” He asked out of breath, you looked at the ground “just cream and sugar, the way you said you wanted it…” Suddenly you remembered a female worker asking you to check her work, you left her by his coffee. “It was sumi, she had to do it!”. “Well then hurry, and find out what she did” he said sternly groaning in pain, you felt pity towards him. “Okay, I'll be back”. Luckily you ran into her as soon as you walked into the hall “Sumi-ah!” she turned towards you and smirked “what did you do to the boss's coffee?” you asked irritated she shot you a sarcastic look of confusion before snapping her fingers as if she had remembered something “ohhhh that, it was just a bit of viagra not that big of a deal now go have some fun” she turned back around you glared at her as she walked down the hall swaying her hips. walking back into his office you start to bite on your bottom lip “i-i found out what it was…..it was viagra..and you should probably handle that” you point at the tent in his pants, he snickered and stood up “uh uh” he shook his head, you backed away as he started approaching you “you're not leaving until you fix this…” you end up pinned against the wall both of his arms were firmly planted on both sides of you. You looked to your left and thought about making a run for it. The door knob was only a few inches away. You look back up at Jeno and before thinking twice you ducked underneath his arm reaching your hand out and grabbing hold of the doorknob you twisted it a few times but it wasn't opening “its locked” he mumbled grabbed you pulling your waist onto his. “There's no getting out of this, sweetheart”

Next thing you know your bent over his desk as he fucks you hard cock digging deeper into your cunt with each thrust. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Your mouth was agape and your hair was completely fucked up. He set both hands on your waist as his pace grew faster “s-such a good slut…”. The lewd sounds of skin colliding together and loud moans filled the room. You wouldn’t be surprised if rumors started right away. He pulls you by your hair and kisses you. You begin to feel a forming knot in your stomach as your moans become more and more high pitched. You can feel his finger nails dig into your hips. You push back into him, syncing with his thrusts. Your legs begin to shake and your arms give out on you. Your body trembles and your breathing is harsh. You feel a warm liquid spill inside you Jeno, lets out a loud groan. You felt him pull out, you fall onto the office floor. He helps you up setting you in a chair.

“I want you to come in tomorrow 7 Am sharp…”

You nodd tiredly. “I’ll make s-sure to be on time.”

Viagra- a pill that causes the person who takes it to want to engage in physical contact

#nct smut #kpop smut #nct moodboard #nct imagines #nct fanfic #jeno drabbles #nct jeno #lee jeno #jeno fanfic #jeno smut #jeno smau #jeno lee

[lovebombs4life]

"Why should I wear anything at all if you're going to tear it off?" With Luke PLEASE

beach day - l.r.h

a/n: thank you for the request anon! on a different note, i got my lip pierced yesterday and holy shit does it hurt like a bitch.

cw: SMUT SMUT SMUT. contains content for audiences 18+. includes swearing, slight choking, praise, dom!luke, fem!reader, oral (m), p in v sex.

NOT PROOF READ

MINORS DNI. 18+!!!!

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the hot summer sun beat down on all of us sitting on the beach. as much as i loved the summer and being at the beach, i did not want to be here when it was hotter than hell.

ashton could’ve chosen any other day of the year to go to the beach but no, we all had to go today on the hottest day of the year. not to mention that luke looked incredibly sexy, as per usual, but with the sun shining down on him, he looked good enough to eat.

i sat in my beach towel, still wearing my long cover up shirt. i finally threw it off, grabbing my bottle of sunscreen. luke had been in the middle of laying out his towel, and i could hear him take a deep breathe as i threw my shirt to the side.

you’d think after dating for five years he’d be used to seeing me in a swimsuit, but everyday with him feels like the first.

he sat down on his towel before laying down on his stomach. i had to clench my thighs together seeing him like that. what can i say, im a whore for his back muscles. plus, you could still see some of the light scratch marks i had left on him the other day.

i put my head down in my hands, squeezing my eyes shut. i needed to get my head out of that space before i tried climbing on him then and there.

“you alright, y/n/n?” luke questioned with his head turned towards me. i nodded quickly and smiled at him. “of course! just really hot out.” i reassured him.

he smiled as he sat up to face me. “are you sure darling? seems like theirs something on your mind?” he pressed with a smirk on his face. my mind was screaming at me to give in to him and tell him already that i just wanted to go home and fuck him, but i wanted to do some teasing too.

i nodded my head again, standing up to go to the water where most of our friends already were. “hey y/n! nice of you to join us!” crystal teased me.

“oh shush. luke is being kind of a pain.” i said lowly. she raised her eyebrow, indicating she wanted to know more. i glanced back at luke, seeing that he was walking over to the group to hangout with the boys.

“he knows he has an affect on me of course. after five years we still act like we’ve never touched each other, and like we’re starved for touch.” i explained.

“ohhhh, okay so you’re horny and he knows but you don’t want to do anything cause we’re in public?” she questioned louder than i had hoped.

“shush! i don’t need everyone in the damn beach hearing, crystal!” i panicked. she threw her head back laughing, thinking it was hilarious. i rolled my eyes at her.

“you’re lucky i don’t push you into the water.” i spoke. she kept giggling as we made our way to the boys who had been splashing at each other.

calum was wrestling with michael as luke and ash just watched, laughing their asses off. i stood back a few feet so i wouldn’t get drenched. but of course, things couldn’t go my way. luke grabbed me quickly before running farther into the water and dropping me in.

when i resurfaced he was running away to go back to the sand. “you’re not getting away with this!” i yelled at him, swimming back to the land. i chased after him, holding down my chest as i did so. i knew as it is, my ass was almost completely showing as my bottoms had wedged their way up.

he had turned around and ran back to our towels, and i followed behind him. he had finally stopped and sat on the towels, catching his breath. “i couldn’t take running anymore, especially seeing how sexy you look in that bikini.” he whispered in my ear, grabbing my thigh. i giggled a bit.

“want to make an excuse to get out of here?” i questioned. his eyes widened, not thinking i was serious. “really? what would we even say?” he asked. i shrugged.

“say that my ankle started to hurt after running after you.” i shrugged. he nodded and stood up to tell our friends we’d be leaving. i started throwing our things in our beach bag. when luke returned he grabbed my swimsuit coverup and handed it to me. “why’d you give this to me? could’ve thrown it in the bag.” i told him.

“i just thought you’d want to get covered before walking back to the car.” he explained. i got closer to him, grazing his ear with my lips.

“why should i wear anything at all if you’re going to tear it off?” i teased. he threw his head back slightly, groaning quietly. i smirked, knowing i was in for it.

we walked back to the car quickly, throwing our things in the trunk. i settled myself into the passenger seat as luke started the car. immediately his hand was trailing up my thigh. i shuddered as he grew closer to my heat.

“nothing to say now that we’re alone? not gonna be a tease?” he taunted. i shook my head quickly, hoping he’d go further. “use your words, darling.”

“no, nothing to say, just want you.” i breathed out as he started to rub me through my swimsuit. i looked over at him, seeing his hand gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles were white. i could see the veins in his hand, wishing those gorgeous things were wrapped around my throat.

i shifted my legs so he could have more access from where he was. just as i thought it was going to go further, he pulled his hand away. i whined at the loss of contact. “no whining baby, just a few more minutes then we’re home.” he comforted.

i wasn’t one to listen, and whined again anyway. “do that again and you won’t cum for a week.” he spoke sternly this time. my eyes went wide, and i went quiet.

“yeah that shut you up real quick, is that right my sweet girl.” he praised. “yes.” i spoke softly. “yes? yes what baby?” he asked.

“yes sir.” i groaned. his smirk grew wide. we pulled into the driveway, scrambling to get out of the car. once at the front door, like quickly unlocked the door before throwing his keys on the side table. he pressed me to the door, holding my hips.

he went at my neck, licking and sucking lightly. i threw my head back at the feeling. he trailed his fingers down my waist, pulling my bikini bottoms down painfully slow. “please, please don’t tease lu.” i begged.

he lifted his head from my neck, looking down at me with a dark smile. “such a good girl for me. didn’t even ask you to beg.” he kissed me softly. once he pulled away, he pulled my bottoms from my legs, and went to untying my top.

his hips pinned me to the door, allowing me to feel how hard he was. “please luke, please no teasing baby i just need you, i want to make you feel good.” i pleaded. he let out a deep breath, squeezing my breasts as he threw my top on the floor.

i moved my hands down to the draw string of his swim trunks, untying it quickly. “want you so bad.” i said, lowering to my knees as i drug his shorts down his legs. his dick sprung out, the tip leaking with pre-cum. he stepped from his shorts kicking them to the side.

i grabbed his length, kitten licking the tip. i watched him through my lashes, seeing him throwing his head back. his hands found their way into my hair, gripping on to me. “feels so good, fuck, such a good girl.” he spoke, thrusting his hips forward a bit.

i gagged as his dick went down my throat. i breathed in, shoving him as far as i could take him. as i did so, he let out a loud moan. i pulled back from him, still pumping him. saliva hung from my lip as i smiled up at him.

“taste so good sir, love making you feel good, love your moans.” i breathed. he put a hand against my throat, squeezing slightly.

i moaned at the pressure and let one of my hands fall down to my dripping heat. before i could get any further, he helped me stand up, and lifted me up, bringing me to our bedroom.

he laid me down, rubbing his hands up and down my body. “so beautiful, darling.” he praised, kissing my body.

he spread my thighs, licking close to my clit. i moaned as he ran his fingers against my slit. i pushed my hips forward, allowing his fingers to slip in slightly. he held my hips down with his other hand.

“just wanna taste you a bit, get you ready for me.” he spoke, looking up at me from between my thighs. i shook my head fast. “just want you, don’t need you to get me ready. already so wet for you, sir, just need your cock.” i begged.

he groaned, grabbing his dick and sliding it against my entrance. he pushed in slowly, causing me to moan loudly. “doing so good for me, begging and being such a little slut for my cock.” he spoke, sucking on one of my tits.

his pace quickened, causing my eyes to roll back. “fuck, y/n, feel so fucking good. so wet, so tight, ugh, think youd be used to my cock already after fucking you so good.” he moaned. i let out a high pitched sound as he grabbed my thighs hard, pounding into me.

“oh fuck, i- gotta, ohh, gotta cum sir.” i moaned, trying to keep my composure. he forcefully snapped his hips into me, dragging one hand down to my clit, rubbing quick circles.

i let out a pornographic sound as he slammed into me. i clenched around him, my breathing becoming shorter. “go on baby, come on. cum for me, my sweet girl.” he encouraged, squeezing my throat.

i felt him twitch inside me, knowing he was close too. i kept clenching against him, letting my thighs shake as i moaned from the pleasure. his hips started stuttering, but kept his pace.

“fucking hell, oh shit!” he spoke as i felt his cum paint my walls. he pulled out, letting his fingers collect mine and his cum. he brought his fingers to my lips, and i opened for him, sucking everything off his fingers.

he sighed, taking in the sight. removing his fingers from me, luke laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “god you’re perfect, y/n.” he spoke, pressing a kiss to my head.

“i suggest that you never wear a shirt ever again and just let me look at your back muscles.” i laughed.

“yeah? maybe i will if this is what the end result will be.”

#5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #luke hemmings imagines #ashton irwin #calum hood #michael clifford #5sos5 #5sos #luke 5sos #luke hemmings smut #michael 5sos #calum 5sos #ashton 5sos #5sos fanfic #the 5sos show tour #requested