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blondekushx · 6 months
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bobattef · 5 months
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in the shadows.
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“You still here miss y/n?” The office security guard lightly tapping on your desk causes you to glance up from your computer.
“Oh hey Lars” you smiled tiredly.
“Yeah just finishing up a few bits then I’ll be out”
He just nods politely as he walks away, continuing on one of his routine walks of the building.
You glance up at the timer ticking above you, a little surprised.
Everyone else had clocked out around the sound of the klaxon that would signal an end of the work day.
But there’s you, some time later still, uploading word vomit into your research files.
You yawn quite loudly as you click save and close down your computer.
Tucking your chair back under the desk like you always would.
You grab your coat off the office peg, checking your communication box for any messages, sighing out loud when there’s no new notifications.
Switching the floors light off, you close the lid of the clocking out machine slowly, adding the extra time up in your head.
It’s so dark in the corridors behind you as you squint your eyes into the now shrouded walkway.
*why does Larsy do his nighttime checks in the dark* you shudder to yourself as you pull a small torch-pen out, pressing the button to help eliminate the way to the main doors.
You hadn’t been working in the TVA vaults for long.
Time definitely worked differently here but you knew you had clocked in and back out again a total of 164 times so must be about 5 months now?
You were working your way up to a promotion at the moment, hence the later clocking out time stamps compared to your associates.
“I’m gone now Lars…Goodnight” you shout out as you walked past the security desk at the front of the building.
You were almost out the main glassed doors before you realised he hadn’t shouted his goodbyes back.
You turn around, staring back at the un manned desk you hadn’t spotted a few moments ago.
“Lars?” You call out as you see his empty chair being illuminated by the many tv screens he had on throughout his shift.
Walking slowly back towards it now, you take a small pocket knife out of your coat, flicking the blade open.
You’ve always carried protection on you, often being laughed at by your work colleagues after being told there was never a threat here at the TVA.
Yet here you were, about to use it on anyone and everyone who would be jumping out on you tonight.
As you step past the opening of the table, you spot a pair of shoes sticking out from behind the chair.
“Lars!!” You almost screech as you drop your knife in panic and rush over to where he was laid on the ground. 
You couldn’t see much in the dim light but he was definitely unconscious, you search for a pulse and feel relief wash over you when you find one.
“Lars…” you gently call out his name.
“Hey…Larsy!” You say louder now as you slightly shake his shoulder.
“He cant answer you” the deep voice from behind causes you to spin round in panic.
Standing before you was a tall man, wearing a dark suit made up of different kinds of green and black shades.
You worked your line of vision upwards for what seemed like ages before setting your eyes on his.
They were looking deeply into yours, like you were prey.
You glance slightly to your left, catching where you had dropped your pocket knife on the ground earlier.
As you lunge towards it, the mysterious man seems to guess your movement and kicks out, your knife goes skimming across the tiled floor.
“Wha…what did you do to…?” You can’t even finish your sentence before he steps closer to you now. Grabbing you by the collar of your work shirt, he pulls you up to your feet with no effort at all.
You struggle against his grasp as you can feel him start to lift you into the air, your feet dangling, trying to find some sort of surface to land on.
He tilts his head slightly as he tries to work you out.
You weren’t wearing the same armour as the security guard that was passed out beneath him. 
You simply looked like an analyst or office book worm of some sort as he runs his eyes over your brown blouse and skirt.
You stop trying to fight him as you can feel his eyes on you, raking your body as you feel your cheeks heat up slightly.
*what is wrong with you* you think internally.
*this..stranger has you by the scruff of the neck, after taking out one of your security guards and the only thing you could think of was how close he was to you, the size of his hands as he held onto you, the darkness that pooled in his eyes as he stared down at you*
“Who are you?” He simply stated as he could see you were having an internal conversation with your self.
“I…I er…” you swallowed as your throat felt dry.
He raised his eyebrows at you stuttering.
“My…name is y/n…” you tell him as he focuses on your lips moving “and er, I’m a strategist” you add on as you start to cough with the restricting hold the man had on your neck.
“A strategist?” He repeated doubtfully.
You had no further words than to nod. You were sure you would either pass out or be sick if you tried to move your voice box.
“Then what’s with the weapon?” The man asked you as you stared back at him confused.
“The knife” he snaps as he can tell you weren’t keeping up with him. 
“Protection” you splutter out as he lowers you down slowly, releasing the tightness round your neck a little. 
“From?” He asked, genuinely as he drops his hands from you completely.
“People taking out my security guards” you reply back as he chuckles at your quick wit.
“What are you even doing here?” The man asks you as he wonders where you came from.
He had scoped the place out a few times yet he’s never had another in this particular building apart from the one security guard.
“What..what are you doing here?” You ask him his own question as he raises an eyebrow at you. 
“Escaping” he smirked as he pointed at you to answer him now. 
“Working” you say to him as if it was the most obvious thing to say.
“At this time….alone?” He asks as his mouth curls up into a half smile.
You just shrug.
Your feelings of being scared of the man were dropping by the minute.
You no longer saw this menacing being as a threat the more he spoke to you.
“Well I’d love to stay and finish this, riveting conversation but…” the sarcasm seems to ooze out of his voice as he starts to walk away from you now.
“What about Lars??” You blurt out.
He turns on the spot “what about him?” He shrugs.
“Is he going to be ok??” The concern in your voice alleviates it slightly.
He sighs out as if you were supposed to fully understand.
“He’ll be fine” he tells you “…its a temporary thing. Just think of it as…dreaming” he smirks.
You look between him and Lars now, you shouldn’t believe a word this man says to you yet you do.
You stand at the desk whilst you watch him stalk down the corridors towards your labs.
Disappearing into the shadows.
You finally manage to regulate your breathing as you grab your pocket knife from the floor and think about how to move Lars into a more comfortable position.
But your heart rate is sent rocketing once more as the TVA alarms blare out through the sound system above you.
Your hands fly up to cover your ears as you rush round to the tv screens.
Scanning the many different rooms they project back for the cause of the alarm.
Sure enough, it’s the mysterious man that was now stood in front of the TVA time pad vault.
The room being lit up under the red flashing lights as the alarm almost mimics the movement of them. 
You press a few buttons on the keyboard that was in front of you.
Sighing out loud as the alarms come to an abrupt stop, leaving behind a slight ringing in your ears.
You weren’t trained as a security guard but you had read the TVA guidebook to almost everything so knew certain access codes or in this case, control codes.
You slump back on the large swivel chair Lars must of sat on before being taken out unexpectedly. 
You didn’t realise you had closed your eyes until you feel them fly open at the voice stood in front of you now.
It was the man again.
This time instead of a cheeky smile on his face, his eyes were narrowed as he frowned.
“Just a strategist hmm?” He snaps at you as you look back at him puzzled.
“How did you disable the security system??” He asks you as you realise what he meant from his comments.
It definitely wasn’t common knowledge how to over ride the alarms and you had known the security guard by his first name.
He steps behind the desk once more as you stay frozen to the chair.
You definitely relaxed around him a few moments ago but now you felt a little scared by the way he was towering over you.
“Please…I erm…I just” your voice waivers as see something glint in the mysterious man’s eye.
He’s lived his life making people afraid of him.
He had great joy knowing others were scared of his presence but when he saw that familiar look of fear in your eyes he didn’t have the normal gloating feeling like before.
This was weird. 
Felt deep in the pit of his stomach.
“Hmm” he mumbled as he leans towards you, shaking off the uncomfortable senses.
Your words have escaped your mouth, you had no thoughts as you didn’t know how to explain anything right now.
“I need you” he simply states as you’re taken a back.
“You do?” You ask him, confused at his choice of words.
He exhales a breath out as he knows he doesn’t have the time to explain anything right now so instead he just grabs you by the arm and marches you both down the dark corridor.
Your little legs struggling to keep up with his larger strides.
“Open it” he barks at you as you stand before the time pad vault.
You furrow your eyebrows at him “what for?”
He looks at you as if you were speaking another language.
He didn’t like the fact he had scared you earlier at the security desk but you were wasting valuable time right now.
He definitely needs your help so must remain calm as to get you to comply but your stupid questions grind on him.
“Open it…please” he presses his lips together on the please, you watch as his jaw clenches.
You stare blankly at him.
Why does he want a vault unlocked of time pads when you can just use yours?
“You’re after a time pad?” You ask him trying to clear up the confusion.
He feels like shaking you out of frustration.
You gulp as you can clearly see you’re annoying him.
“Just use mine…” you quietly say to him pulling it out from your TVA issued coat.
“I…” he goes to tell you once more to open the damned door but as his eyes land on the time pad you had in your outstretched hand he’s silenced.
“You have a time pad??” He almost shouts.
“Yeah” you shrug “all strategists do…it’s what we work on” now it’s your turn to act like he’s speaking another language.
Everyone here knew both hunter pack leaders and strategists held the time pads.
He took the device from your hand a little too quickly.
Tapping away on it at speed whilst you stood there watching him.
He flickers his eyes up to yours.
You avoid his stare awkwardly as his eyes start to lose that look of urgency he had before.
As he was just about to press the button to open up a time jump, the door to the vault room is blown apart, causing you to duck in fright as the debris cloud of dust dances around you.
“Hands up!”
“Stay where you are!” 
“Drop the time pad Loki!!”
The booming voices of 4 hunters are shouting all kinds of directions to you as you freeze in shock.
You go to turn slowly round to face them as they point their time sticks at you, ready to prune.
Just before you’re able to face them fully, you’re pulled backwards by someone, thrown completely off balance you tumble, landing on something or someone with a thud.
You hear the person cough as you open your eyes, realising that you were sprawled across the chest of the mysterious man.
“Loki?!” You cry out as you try to get back on your feet.
You look around in panic to your new surroundings.
It was dark, it was quiet.
“You’re welcome” Loki says to you as he holds onto the side of your hips now.
Trying to regulate his breathing.
But with you pressed up against him, it’s hard to concentrate on anything else.
“You’re the Loki Laufeyson?” You ask the man as you look up at his face in disbelief.
Please don’t say you just helped the god of mischief escape the hunters of the TVA.
“The one and only” he says cockily as he looks down to where your blouse was straining to keep its buttons done up.
You’ve heard of this Loki variant that had been sent to be pruned by the TVA, but in a change of events that no one would talk about, he ended up helping the TVA, working with them to hunt down variants himself.
“Where are we?” you sound panicked again as you can’t seem to work out the place you were stood in.
Loki shrugs as he wasn’t sure what he typed in that device.
“Timepad Loki!” You raise your voice at him in anger.
He bucks his hips upwards as he fumbles trying to grab the time pad that was tucked safely in his back pocket.
The movement causes your cheeks to heat a little as you can definitely feel something underneath your TVA issued skirt.
He goes to hand it over but stops mid way, why were you so annoyed with him, he literally just saved you from the pruning by the TVA.
Reluctantly, he hands it over as you sit up now, each one of your legs straddling his waist.
His eyes widen at the new position you’re both in as your skirt rides up past your thighs but you don’t notice the look on his face as you focus on the time pad. 
The device beeps twice as the light dims away from the cracked screen. 
“No!!” You sounded horrified so Loki looks up at you for answers.
“The batteries gone” You barely whisper out.
With the time pad having no power, there was no way to open up another time jump door, no way to choose a different time line, no way to escape.
“You gave me a dead time pad?!” It’s his turn to sound annoyed.
“Fuck!!” You curse out as Loki looks at you, surprised at the tone of your voice.
“Now what?!” You ask the darkness surrounding you.
You feel Loki twitch under you.
You were so caught up in trying to find an alternative escape route that you didn’t clock the compromising position you were in right now.
Loki leans up on his elbows, edging his face closer to yours.
You hardly get a chance to ask him what he was doing before you feel his lips being pressed against yours.
You don’t seem to have any control as you groan into his mouth, the sound causes him to kiss you harder.
He snakes a hand behind the back of your head, almost holding onto you as his tongue now joins his assault on your mouth.
You feel like you’re going to lose your breath as you’re pulled towards him.
He doesn’t break the kiss, you’ve never had a  man’s lips be on yours with this much urgency. 
Another moan leaving your mouth causes the god of mischief to dig his other hand into the flesh at your hips.
It seems like you don’t want an inch of thought as you start to grind on him, his hardness pressing against the fabric of your skirt.
You feel his hands on you, roaming your body.
The one that was gripping the back of your head so tightly moves down past your chest.
Teasing your hardened nipples that had started to show through your shirt now.
The other hands slip underneath the fabric of your skirt, the feel of his skin on yours causes you to take a deep breath in anticipation.
Just as his fingers started to stroke the now dampened lace of your underwear, you almost jump out of your own skin as you hear the distance shouts of others.
“Fuck! no!!” Loki curses now as he knows he has to stop what he was doing.
You almost froze to the spot, trying to figure out what to do but Loki springs into action.
He lifts you up effortlessly as he stands from the floor, panting slightly from your make out session.
He grabs hold of you under your arm as he starts to run down a corridor, hopefully in the opposite way of the hunters. 
His grip tightens on you as he starts to work out what to do, where to go.
He kicks open another door, shoving you inside.
He steps in after you, whilst slowly shutting the door behind him. 
“Loki…” you drop your voice down quieter to him as he stands in front of you now, his height allowing him to lean over you to press one ear on the metal listening out.
“Not know” he snaps at you. Trying to strain his hearing to reach further.
You go to answer him back but he places a hand over your mouth, stopping you in your tracks.
You hear the footsteps of people run past the door you were hidden behind as your eyes widen in shock at how close you were just now at being found.
You can feel your heart beating against your chest as fear strikes you yet again this evening.
Your eyes search the darkness for the face of Loki.
Still stood just before you, his hand not moving an inch from its grip across your face.
You can almost hear his quicken breaths also, feel his shallow breathing as his whole body is  pressed up against yours.
Your thoughts start running back to what you were doing just a few moments ago.
You lick your lips slightly behind that large hand of his as he tenses slightly, flexing the muscles in his arm that was still pinned one side of your head.
It’s as if he could read your mind as he casts his eyes downwards on you.
You so wish you could see his face.
It was too dark inside this cupboard type place he had chosen to hide you both in.
“We really mustn’t” Loki whispers to you as you look at him puzzled.
You go to say something but the hand over your mouth muffles your words.
“What?” Loki says a little too loudly as he removes his hand now.
“I said…” you hushed at him.
“I didn’t say anything” 
“What?!” He looks at you with confusion.
“Oh for fucks sake” you sigh out.
“Is that all the language you speak in?” Loki tuts at you “…profanities?” 
You glare at him.
Considering your situation right now, the fact that you’re adding a few swear words into your vocabulary surely isn’t the worse part?!
You feel his smile through the kiss he lands on your lips.
He wastes no time to match the same urgent pace he had been kissing you before.
Before you were so rudely interrupted .
The force of him causes your head to hit off the back of the door you were pinned up against.
The noise causing you both to stop for a few seconds before he nips your bottom lip lightly, giving the all clear.
He pushes his knee up to your centre, the sudden pressure there causes you to gasp into his mouth.
Your hands make their way to his hair, wrapping your fingers around a few strands you tug on them.
“Fuck” he rasps, the humming of his voice vibrating on your lips.
Grabbing one your legs under your thigh he lifts it up, you instinctively wrap it around the back of his waist.
Feeling his hardness push up against you where his knee once was, turns something inside you and you find yourself begging him for more. 
“So needy” Loki whispers now as he breaks the kiss.
You’d pout if you could see you.
He chooses this time mocking you, to undo the belt he had on, pulling down on his leathers, his cock throbbing as it strains against the fabric. 
You try to wiggle up your skirt now, it puts up a protest as it clung to the leg that was wrapped around Loki’s waist.
The god of mischief seems to sense your struggle as he drops the hold he still had on your thigh, pulls your skirt up to your waist in one quick moment and then returns his hand to place your leg back to where it was.
His move being lightning quick, you were impressed.
He kisses you once more as he frees his cock, he trails the tip over the lace of your underwear as you unconsciously Buck your hips up towards him. 
He flattens his palm on the door behind you, steadying himself as he pulls your underwear to one side, his fingers tease your folds as you can’t seem to concentrate on the kiss anymore.
Parting your lips slightly, he presses his cock up to your entrance.
Stalling for a moment as if he wanted to make sure you fully wanted this.
“Loki…please” you whine as he leans into you. 
Pushing inside you, his cock being swallowed almost to the base.
He quickly covers your mouth once more with his hand as you moan loudly into his palm.
He knew you would make a sound as he breathes through the urges to come right there and then.
After a few seconds he starts to rock his hips into you, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back, deep inside.
The tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot inside you over and over again.
You want to be vocal, you want to tell him just how good he was at fucking you up against this door but you hold your self back.
Imagine being caught this way.
His hand cups your ass as he quickens his pace.
Digging his fingers into your flesh, you know there will be marks left there.
He grunts as he feels your cunt pulsate around him.
You were going to make him come a lot quicker than he had wanted to.
He wants to fuck you forever he thinks to himself  as his movements start to falter.
He tries his best to hold on but the way you were gripping onto him was overwhelming.
It felt like you were made for him and him only as your bodies moulded together inside that small storage cupboard.
You were starting to see stars, you felt Loki’s pace become sloppy as your body was rocked up against that door harder and harder.
You didn’t even care if you were heard now as the sensations you were feeling were too good to even think about stopping.
“Loki….” You whisper out to him as he didn’t even realise he had dropped his hand from your mouth.
He had a hold of both sides of your hips now, holding you in place as he pushed deeper and deeper inside.
He panicked slightly when he thought you had a been a bit too loud so without thinking how you would react, he conjures up his shadows.
The irises of his eyes flashing green as you widen yours in surprise.
‘Is he using his sorcery?’ You think to yourself as you feel a hand move over your mouth once more.
Except this time it was a lot cooler in touch.
The same cool touch you feel trailing down your body, from your neck, across your chest and then down to your most sensitive area.
Your brain working over load as it tried to work out what was happening right now. 
Loki’s hands were definitely on you, gripping onto the curves of your hips as his cock still pumped in and out of you.
But these extra touches were hard to decipher.
Like someone else was in this cupboard with you but it couldn’t be possible.
You go to ask him what was happening, what was causing this weird sensation of being touched by another but your thoughts are cut off when you feel the cooler touch move over your clit.
You jerk against the door as the colder temperatures felt so good rubbing over your bundle of nerves.
Loki is in his element as he wishes he could see your face contort in pleasure.
The noises he was hearing, being muffled behind his shadows hand of course, sounded delicious.
You were losing your mind as he put more pressure on your clit as he could feel himself getting closer also.
That familiar feeling starting to knot in your stomach.
The mixture of being fucked so deeply up against that door whilst the pace Loki was moving across your clit was picking up, you weren’t going to last much longer.
You want to scream his name as you come. 
It was increasingly hard not to but you couldn’t, for one the shadow clamping over your face wasn’t letting up plus the situation of still being on the run by those TVA hunters scared you into a more quieter groan as you came around Loki’s cock.
The noises inside that small confinement is something he wants to remember forever as the gushing from you sends him over the edge, falling against the door in exhausted bliss.
You both are panting now as you come down from your highs, the cooler touches of Loki’s shadows have gone. The warmth radiating from the both of you are all you can feel now.
He leans his forehead against yours as his eyes remain closed.
He hopes he hadn’t scared you with his shadow play.
“You good?” He asks you, his voice raspy from trying to catch his breath.
“All good” you finally manage to answer him as your place your leg back on the ground, a little shakily.
“Who?…what was that” you ask him as he gently straightens your skirt from being bunched up at your waist.
He just smiles in the darkness.
“All me” he tells you as he grabs you under the chin.
He places a kiss lightly on your lips now as he feels they were swollen slightly.
“Ha” you breathe out.
You had heard stories circulating your offices of this Loki - God of mischief - having magical powers but you would have never believed those powers were to be used on you in such a way.
“Loki…” you whisper out to the dark at him.
“Mmm?” He replies, still lost in the moment.
“How are we getting out of here” you sounded worried as the cloud you were riding on starts to land back on reality.
“I do believe the coast is clearer the longer we are inside this cupboard” he answers you.
You start to chew your lip with worry as you think.
“We’d just have to bide our time better?” Loki smiles now as he can see you were concerned “I’m sure we can think of something to do whilst waiting?” 
“Only if your shadows come out to play again” you laugh, suddenly feeling safe with the god stood before you.
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popcornforone · 8 months
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The Good, The Bad & The Naughty
A Dave York Fan Fic
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Happy Dave York Saturdays people. Sorry this is a long one, I had intended on stopping at a certain point of writing this, & then I just got carried away. It’s another summer vibe fic this one (maybe a i need a master list for just the summer feel ones I write) but this would have not been possible if it wasn’t for @alwaysdjarin . They said something a few weeks ago linked to the topic in this gif & I took the idea & ran from there. Please go check out their fics especially Red, you will all love it. We share Dave between us.
This is not apart of my Dave York One Week With Series or the additional chapters, it’s just the man is so easy to write for.
Synopsis:- It’s a hot summers day & you can’t get your hosepipe to work, so your neighbour offers to help. You decide the man needs a really thorough thank you.
Word count: 7300
Warnings: DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!DAVE YORK AS ALWAYS COMES WITH HIS OWN WARNING! PIV sex, shower Sex, out door pleasuring, Oral male receiving, swearing, alcohol, denying, teasing, being topless & naked outside, rough sex, choking, lots of dirty & controlling talk, sucking, biting, voyeurism, basically anything naughty you think you & Dave might do… it happens.
Thanks as always for the read peoples. All feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy Dave . Sorry not sorry.
The summer heatwave can jog on. It’s got too hot now. Far too hot. & that’s saying something because you adore the heat. Putting on your sun tan lotion, catching the rays, having an ice pop. Oooh it’s your season girl. It’s hot girl summer & you want to flaunt it in your garden of your new suburban house you’ve just purchased.
Being single means you get to have fun, & you make sure to have lots of it & try out everything this world has to offer, male or female. But there are times when you need a partner or someone to share your life with. For when you can’t reach the top shelf or the extender for the attic. First world struggles you always say to yourself & you wait for when you father is going to pop over for him to help with a few jobs you just can’t do on your own.
Emergency’s only, you’ve told yourself before calling your dad. You know he will roll his eyelids at you if you call him for help with a hose pipe to fill up your paddling pool for you to dip your feet in & later lay in to cool off after an afternoon of catching the sun. It was over priced, you know it was, but it’s covered by your summer bonus you got at the start of June for all the commission you made. Plus your dog Scruff, the Yorkshire terrier, will love it to cool of in. Pup cups & frozen dog food he has been loving. He’s currently in the shade sitting on the coolmatt in the kitchen, not even attempting to come out side. He must think that his human is mad. It’s a justified purchase when you say it’s for your baby.
There is someone who’s very tempted to come outside though. Your recently separated neighbour. A house that when you moved in 5 months ago was filled with kids playing & laughing. Now this only happens at the weekend, or it was replaced by screaming from the couple. You’ve always been nice to them & they welcomed you to the neighbourhood before splitting up. He is devilishly handsome, so you can see why a wife might be jealous of other women’s affections to her husband, & that might be why she’s taken the kids. The house next door may look like a happy family home, but that just not how the Yorks work, especially Dave.
Dave can see you struggling untangling your hose pipe for your paddling pool, from the safety of his upstairs bedroom window, completely naked after his shower to cool down from his work out, contemplating what to wear today. He is wondering how well you would handle his own length. Your hands delicately grasping it, making sure it firm & steady. You’ve conversed a few times but it was seeing you in the spring almost swallow a hot dog hole that made his eyes go wide. How slack can her jaw go? Is her oral going to be as good as that? Dave shakes his head but then glances back at the garden & the state of you. Mermaid shorts & a tie up binkini top. He’s been staring long enough, he can see that he needs to calm down. He knows it’s time to act on his instincts & enjoy you for a glorious afternoon in the sun. It’s time for him to put on something appropriate, which can easily have you staring at him, & make you want to beg for him.
You are so lost in trying to fit the adjustable hose pipe nozzle, that you don’t hear him walk from his house, down the garden & lean on the fence.
“Need a hand?” The words startle you & you drop the hose pipe. He’s leaning on the fence with a large icey water bottle, still in a shirt but there’s clearly some buttons are undone. His tone always so deep & seductive, even on your first meeting you thought there was something very sexy & gravely about his voice.
“Ooh hi Dave” you reply, tucking your hair flirtingly behind your ear. “Erm don’t think so, I think I’ve got this” you say keeping eye contact with him, fumbling about for the hose you just dropped. At hearing Daves voice, Scruff has run down the garden & started doing zoomies & barking.
“Hey scruff,” He leans over the fence seeing the dogs excited tail wag. You smile as you see Daves face light up even more. Dave sometimes works nights & you always know when he’s back, Scruff hears the car arrive & looks out for the man who brings him cheese. He always has some in his pocket.
You return to putting your hose pipe together, & you just hear Dave tut. Without looking you also know he’s shaking his head.
“Well I can either come help, or laugh at your struggle” Dave says, without looking you can sense the smirk, it’s such a devious & sexy smirk. You look at him with a face like thunder, but you’d also quite like to get everything ready.
“Well how long do you want me to struggle with this?”
“Until you’re begging for me…” oooh it sounds so seductive when he says that. His deep tones, & gruffness. You look up slightly & see the mischief in his dark brown eyes, maybe this is why he’s separated, just his words make women weak for him. He can see how red you turn & it’s not just from the heat.
“Then come help me then Dave, please. I may be a strong independent woman, but every now & then…” you pause wondering if you can play him back at his own game. He is always such a charmer & you’re decent too, but not at his levels. But you go for it “…I need a man to sort me out. To grab the situation & make sure it’s looked after correctly” you raise a smug eyebrow at him which he does his own, until you bite your bottom lip. That flusters him slightly.
“Well as you asked so nicely & I can’t not help out a damsel in distress…” Dave walks through the gate of his backgarden to the path & then unhooks yours. You look him up & down because you can’t help but stare. His light pink shorts have a Shark & octopus designs on them, which cling to his skin. The outline being shown for all to see. The blue shirt is undone for all but 2 buttons, a cheeky nipple on display. He looks beach ready & you know when he arrives there, if that is where he is venturing today, every single person at the beach would stop to look at this glorious mountain of a man, & all are probably wondering like you, if these are just swim shorts or not.
Dave notices your longer glance, he knows what you’re thinking. He has his own needs that he would like to be satisfied as well but he just casually walks across to you & firmly grabs the hose pipe, his hands holding it in a grasp that would be used for pleasure.
“Right let’s have a look at this” he doesn’t make eye contact with you, & you’re grateful. You’re aroused by the way he’s taken charge & has come over to be a man of the house for you, as he twists the nozzle to free the small bit of plastic that has been stopping you getting this on so far. It drops out & you shake your head.
“I should have seen that there was a second piece, I removed the first” you feel stupid but Dave doesn’t mock you.
“It’s okay, it will be fine, don’t go getting your knickers in a twist” he says before his mind then wonders. Are your bottoms under those shorts also tied up like your bikini top? His thumb will make easy work of those knots & he will be sucking on your breasts for all his worth with just a few motions, watching you rive in his lap. He shakes his head trying to get the vivid image out of his head.
But then Daves fantasy thought is completely interrupted. You had turned the water on to check you weren’t making an error earlier, but the first nozzle was blocking it. As Dave went to check everything was in place, he clicked it round & the water squirted him straight in the face.
“Fuckkkkk” he screams, the cold water blasting him, & you run to the tap to turn it off while he fights against the spray, spluttering.
“sorry Dave, I forgot I’d done that in my earlier checks…” but your words drift off as you see his glistening chest. The pale blue shirt sticking to his abs. The way it shines is more attractive to you than a magpie is to silver. Your jaw would be on the floor if it could go that far. Your eyes can’t hide that you’re gawping at such a drenched spectacle of a man. Who knew your next door neighbour could look that hot & sexy after a 10seconds spray of some cold water. Dave is not the only person in your garden who is wet.
“Well I’m awake now…” Dave says to snap you out of your trance . “…I mean I’m always awake, but that just saves me having a cooling shower in a bit. “
“shit Dave I’m so sorry, but you gotta laugh or…”
“gawp!” He interjects. You can feel the heat in your cheeks rise. He can tell he has an effect on you. You try & not look at him but as soon as you do, you see those eyes smoulder. There’s a reason why you hardly ever pay attention to what he says whenever you two talk, one glance is all it ever takes.
“Let me go get you a towel Dave, or I can thank you with anything you want? I can go get whatever, once the paddling pool is full. You’re more than welcome to use it ,unless you were heading off to the beach” you’re fast talking as you fill the pool, it shows how nervous & effected you are by him.
“I’m sure whatever you have got Will be fine darling…” Dave goes to add some innuendo but at that exact moment you bend over in front of him & he admires how the mermaid shorts hug your arse & how well you can actually handle that hose. He so wants to slap your bum in which ever way your would prefer, but he knows he’d need your consent first. You don’t notice Daves gone quiet. Your mind is on filling the paddling pool & watching Scruff try to pounce on some butterfly’s. Every time he fails he whimpers.
“it’s okay Scruff they can’t hurt you,” you tell him before he eventually gives up & puts his head in the edge of the pool. “Almost there baby” you say as those big puppy dog eyes look at you.
“Did you just call me baby?”’Dave interjects. You’d completely forgotten about him & Scruff goes up to him for belly rub rolling around on the floor. His hands have always been so large as they engulf your dog.
“No…I…” You’re flustered. You meant to call the dog baby but suddenly that’s all that your mouth can form. Wanting to call Dave baby. Wanting him to delight you, wanting you see how good he is at taking control.
“You meant the dog…”he finishes when he sees you flap about a bit & then he sees the paddling pool about to over flow. he leans across taking your wrist, grappling the nozzle& then turns it off. “Don’t want everything to be soaked now do we”. The gulp you make at those words which are said so deeply along with the eye contact, make you want to soak your own knickers. This man has a hold on you & you want it all. & Dave can sense it too, he’s just waiting to see what you do next before he makes a move.
“I’ll…I’ll be back in a second” you run off to the house to calm down. He’s still technically married. The divorce isn’t final. But you keep having these moments & at night you wonder how good Dave would feel as he told you how special you are to him. You grab a small towel for him to dry off with & then lean against the fridge, heart pounding away, deep breaths being taken as you try to compose yourself. You not this easy to seduce no, you say to yourself. You open the fridge door & grab a beer as a thank you to Dave. The coolness of the fridge helping to cool yourself down but it’s not calming down your burning desire inside you. Maybe it’s time to chat with Dave as you drink these beers in the garden, about your needs that need attending too.
You slowly walk back to the garden, trying to keep your composure & see his blue shirt now over the back of the sun lounger. A bare chested man is now sitting in your garden playing fetch with your dog. you can hear the excited growls as you make your way across to them.
“Here you go Dave… thank…” you can’t help but look at his well defined torso without his shirt on. A happy trail leading to where you would like to be acquainted with. You mind is racing & you can’t hide that you are looking at all of him
“…you?” He questions & then finishes your sentence with a really smug grin on his face. He takes the beer but puts it & the bottle opener on the table next to him. “Well you are welcome ‘baby’…” he mocks your earlier comment “…but I think a thank you needs to be much more personal” his large hand takes yours, rubbing his fingers & thumbs around your wrist. You gasp from the soothing touch & you start to turn crimson & look embarrassed.
“Oooh sweetheart stop looking shy. Come here & Let me take a look at you” he pulls you so you’re in front of him. Scruff wanders back to the house, he knows he’s not going to be playing fetch for a while, so he’s off to go find some shade. You still feel self conscious as both Daves hands stroke your arms & your hips start to sway. A small little smile falls across your face as a handsome man is clearly admiring & wanting you. “Well this just isn’t acceptable darling.” He sits up & tuck your hair behind your ear. “We need to address that smirk across your face, & make it do something else” you slowly stradle Dave as he pulls you inches away from his face. His chest feels fantastic, rock hard & his heart is beating faster that a bullet train. “We need your mouth to be occupied another way, other than just drinking beer & stumbling your words, even though it’s adorable”
You don’t hold back & your lips meet Daves. So round & plump. He was ready & waiting & the way he nips at your bottom lip before you allow his tongue to glide around your mouth, exploring every inch of it, it’s like you’ve never kissed a man before. He feels so different to anyone else you’ve made out with as he holds your face. Your tongue twister never ending. Little sighs escaping before the embrace continues. All the butterfly’s taking flight as you feel all this man has to offer. You didn’t know kisses could feel like this, & it’s taken your mysterious neighbour to unlock this desire.
You break away, slightly opening your eyes & smile at Dave as your hand cups & then caresses his right cheek.
“Oooh kisses with you Dave, how can I say no to that” but as your mouth moves towards his, for another embrace after your soft words, he grabs your chin to keep you at bay.
“Your mouth is not for my lips to enjoy yet sweetheart, you need to earn that before you receive more of those” he says deeply, his eyes dilating waiting for you to do what he wants. “I don’t ask twice baby” he says looking serious. Your hands glide down his body & then you see the out line of his length is much more on show & larger than it was earlier under those shorts.
“Mr York, are you happy with where this is going?” You ask raising an eyebrow suggestively.
“Baby I said I don’t ask twice, if you want to thank me, you can do it on your knees” it doesn’t matter that he’s suddenly gone moody, dark & menacing. Dave York is making you feral. You slowly climb off his body & kneel in front of the lounger, as he sits up straight & your hands along with his, untie his drawstring & you remove his shorts to his ankles.
They were just swim shorts, he’s commando underneath & his girthy length springs to life, bobbing, erect & waiting for you to pleasure it. Your eyes are wide in shock as to how big he is. Is that really going to fit in your mouth, let alone your cunt if you thank him well enough? It’s leaking at the tip already. His large hand looks small as he leisurely strokes it while you stare, the other is stroking his thigh, beaconing you to come nearer.
“A good girls like, you must know what it takes to thank a man like me, baby. Don’t be shy, let’s get aquatinted properly” there’s smug look on his face. He knows he could make you do anything right now. Saliva is gathering in your mouth, you’re ready. It’s been a while since you’ve had a penis in your mouth, so you know you need to take this slow, but that will just mean Dave gets this for longer & hopefully he will enjoy it more.
“How do you know that I’m good dave?” Positioning yourself & placing your hands around his length stroking it as both your eyes widen.
No words are said of consent, just eye contact. Just silent nodding. You sigh & move your head towards it. You lick across the tip & he gasps at the sensation. The anticlockwise motion you start, it slowly going past the tip, around his length.
“Oooh girl you’ve done this before haven’t you? Such a good girl” he says as he strokes your cheek. You pull away, leaving some slick on his penis.
“I’ve not even really got going yet Dave” you wink at him & you both smile at each other, before you purse your lips & start to really work on him. Your hands on his length as you start your bobbing, filling your mouth with all of him.
Daves sigh echos, it’s deep & almost a moan at the end as your start pleasuring him.
“Oooh baby” his head rolls around his neck as he spreads his thighs a little more as you suck away. His body twitching already as he is fully inserted in your mouth, each motion making his hips want to move. “I may have to help you out with more jobs in the future, if your going to thank me like this” one hand is on the back of your head encouraging the bobbing, he wants to feel the back of your throat. He wants to fill every available gap.
“Good girls say thank you, bad girls show they are thankful, naughty girls who need help make sure the needs of the helper are met.” Dave says as he starts to sink further back in the chair. You’ve found your rhythm now. Your breathing through your nose, as his penis starts to hit your throat. So large in size & girth, no man has ever felt this good or full while you’ve sucked him off. You’re really enjoying it & the occasional look up through your lashes at Dave, you are enjoying the look on his face. The way he called you a naughty girl made you clench, you bikini bottoms getting wetter than if you were in your paddling pool. You see the heat raise in Daves face, not just from the early afternoon sun, but from his desire & lust for you as you slurp away at his length. He’s trying to control his body but he can’t. His hips are starting to thrust fully into your face, which along with this hand & your own motion, makes you gag around him. You are feeling the most powerful & sexy you have felt in a long time. Your hunky neighbour is sitting naked on your sun lounger & you are giving him your best blow job in years. You know this is the case because you are being aroused & he is trying everything to make this last for as long as it possibly can.
You come up for air briefly but your hands still work his glistening shaft, coated by you so far. Your eyes start being transfixed on it. It large & makes your hands look so dainty, In fact it would probably make Daves hands which usually eclipse everything seem normal size. Daves stares at you & growls when you let got, enjoying the small trickle coming from your mouth but when he makes eye contact with you he can tell this is just the beginning.
“& helpful mysterious handsome neighbours will always be rewarded” you lick your lips after saying this before your lips once again embrace his penis & the oral onslaught continues.
“Oooh sweetheart, bet all your exs miss you” Dave groans his body rolling faster. “Such a small & beautiful mouth, nice & tight,you look all sweet & innocent on the surface,, but your just needy like the rest of them, my naughty girl” his panting resumes before he holds your head in place & sits right on the edge of the chair, your head almost in the hair around his base, he can’t get any further into your mouth & throat even if he wanted to. “I wonder does your pussy have the same effect? Bet it’s drenched already”
Daves now got both hand grabbing your head & he’s in control. He’s face fucking you, controlling the rhythm, watching as he slides in & our if your mouth. Loving the suction, the gagging music to his ears.
“Your mouth is now mine sweetheart” he groans “you hear that, if you want me to do anything for you, you know the payment.” Your eyes start to water, every third motions you gag, he’s hitting your reflex spot a lot & it’s making him go faster. “Look at you darling, so keen to thank me, so keen to gawp, now your making me happy & you don’t stop until every last drop is swallowed, you understand my slut, my neighbourhood slut. Bet everyone else in the street wishes they knew how good your mouth is” he’s almost shouting in desire to make sure they all do know that he’s face fucking you, his moans are trailing out at the same time. He’s lost in the moment trying to get to his climax. Your eyes sting, but you are loving how he just isn’t letting go. It’s aroused you so much, you can feel your slick pooling in your bikini bottoms, maybe you’ll have to be naked in the padding pool later. You’ve let go of this length, you’re gripping onto his hips as he thrusts away into your face.
“Come on sweetheart, your filthy mouth can do better than this, make me happy, oooh fuck…” Daves hips start lost their rhythm. You’re starting to take back control, but you can see his body jolt in desire. He wanted you to lap up every drop, not waste one, & you want to taste him. You lick a few stripes around him knowing it’s coming, & don’t have him so deep that you might choke. “Ooh fuck sweetheart, I…I’m… get… ready” Dave moans your name as your mouth is filled with more than just his penis two motions later. Salty & tangy liquid spews into your mouth & down your throat for a few moments. The gasps & moaning he is doing which also hold some fuck yes’s at the same time, fill the garden air. Not even Scruff having a bit of a bark at a cat in the back ground is taking the two of you out of this moment. “Oooh fuck yes sweetheart” he cry’s juddering watching your throat gulp him down. He owns your mouth now, it’s his property. You eventually pull away & you both notice the trail from his penis to your mouth, a mix of his cum & your saliva as he sits back in the chair, catching his breath, completely exposed & still erect.
“Sweetheart what did I say?” He says as he sits back up. This hand grabs your chin sharply. “I said every drop & this trickle escaping, well that’s not acceptable” he has eyes of the devil as his flat thumb wipes off the trail that’s about to drip. He places the thumb on you lips “suck” it’s a firm request & wont be asked twice. You lean into his thumb & suck it for a good few seconds. He quickly then removes it before grabbing his swim shorts that are around his ankles to cover him again, tying up the drawstrings. “Be a good girl & open my beer” Dave nods at the bottle, he’s in controlling teasing Dave mode & you will do anything to get this man in the paddling pool with you to have sex with you in the shallow water now. All your morals out the window, this man is now sex on legs for you, here to scratch your itch, so you lean over & open both your bottles of beer & swig from his as well as yours before you hand it across.
“Anything to be of service for you” you say, you hold your own coolish bottle to your head to cool. Condensation trickling down your face & neck trying to cool you from the suns heat & the heat inside you desperate for more from Dave.
Dave leans down & picks up the hosepipe & then leans back in the lounger.
“You seem a bit hot & flustered sweetheart. Do you need to cool down?”
“Dave I… ahhhh” the high pitch squeal you make is from the spray of the cold water from the hose crashing against you. Your hands after putting your bottle down, try to stop it but you can’t deny this cool sensation is most welcome. Feeling the spray as Dave hoses you down, your mermaid shorts soaked & your nipples hardening under your bikini top. Dave licks his lips as he sees you start to enjoy it a little bit too much. He wants you but he’s going to make you earn his pleasure a little bit more. He stops the spray & gulps the beer down. Before he stands up & takes your hand, admiring your dripping body as he helps you stand up to.
“Bad girls…” he whispers in your ear seductively “know when they have over teased…” he walks behind you, his hand smacks your arse in your drenched shorts as he rolls them free. He can see your bikini bottom just about covering your arse, they are tied like your top & he waits for you to step out of them before his hands trail up your body until they reach the small knots keeping your top on “… & they know when they need to be pleased.” The knot in the Centre of your back & around your neck both undone in a matter of moments. Your bikini top falls from your body. Dave rests his head on your shoulders looking down at your wet chest as your heart beats faster. His hands come around & cup both breasts, starting to stroke your nipples. The lightest of touches, making them even harder. You push your arse back into his swim shorts, feeling his bulge grow harder.
“Dave please, let me thank you some more” you plead.
“See I knew I’d have you begging for me” Dave is now in front of you, looking at you in all your glory, seeing the small piece of material hanging on by two small knots. It’s covering what’s left of your modesty. The temptation far too much. He sighs before his lips meet yours. Delicious & smooth in the embrace as his hands rest around the back of your neck & your breast as he walks you backwards to step you into your paddling pool. Your feet enjoying the cool water & he slowly lowers you down into the shallow pool. He’s not got in himself, he’s to the side. The hand that was teasing across your breasts, is now collecting small cups up water, pouring them across your chest, making you gasp, as your nipples get so hard.
“Oooh Dave I want you” panting & begging words come between each kiss the two of you have. His lips no longer a stranger, your hand trailing down his chest heading to the happy trail, inches away from removing his shorts & pulling him into the pool with you. But Dave then smirks & grabs your wrist. A Devilish look on his face.
“& naughty girls need to be taught that they don’t just get what they want all the time” Dave says. The eyes contact is deep before a frenzied kiss, biting your bottom lip as it breaks, his eyes wired & darting crazily. Dave then removes himself from your personal space completely. You sit in the pool desperate for him, for his touch, his kisses, & his throbbing penis. But there he goes. He picks up your bikini top, his shirt & the bottle of beer which he finishes. “Always a pleasure to come & help a neighbour” he says & nods. You’re gawping at Dave, trying to protest his leaving, almost willing to take off your bottoms to make him change his mind, but he’s still teaching you a lesson, a lesson only he could do. He saw you gawp & he gave you a taste & now he wants you to plead for more. Your stunned silence, as you see him head for the gate, is interrupted by Scruffs barking as he runs after Dave before the dog leaps in the paddling pool with you, as you helplessly watch your handsome neighbour leave.
Your phone number is on the neighbourhood watch list all resident of the road have. So when a day of laying in your garden topless is over & you have a nice even tan everywhere you head in for a shower. Dave has been watching you all afternoon from his window, pleasuring himself, wondering what excuse he can use to come back & thank you for an afternoon’s entertainment without sounding creepy. He hopes you haven’t seen him. But he still decides to message you when he knows you’ve gone in for the day.
*hope your had fun in the sun sweetheart & enjoyed all of this glorious summer day
You’re startled when your phone goes off & then smile as you see it’s Dave. No one else would call your sweetheart. You’re literally about to leap in the shower. So you send him a picture of your bottoms on the bathroom floor with the captions
*a good girl showers & does her laundry the same day, a bad girl tells your the back door is unlocked & a naughty girl…🫦🍆
You hit send & step in the shower, waiting & hoping.
10 minutes later large hands, that you had only fantasised about until midday today, are around your waist. His penis against your arse. Your own hand around the back of Daves neck as you kiss deeply, your bodies already rolling, feeling him get harder. Your own arousal getting more, as your other hand starts to tease your clit. The water hitting you both. It’s warm compared to the hose & the paddling pool, but it’s making this steamy booty call even more sensual.
“Tell me sweetheart what does a naughty girl like you do in this situation?” Dave groans, he pushes you against the glass of the shower, & your spread your legs as he lines up ready to take you, a condom already on his penis that he’d put on before he joined you.
“Naughty girls like their sexy neighbours to fuck them hard & rough” you’re already panting as you say this.
He says nothing. He thrusts deep inside you I. One motion & you can feel him fill you up. He is bigger than you’ve had before, & it pushes all the air out of you.
“Fuck me sweetheart, your so wet & tight” he thrusts again, not allowing you to get comfortable “I should have been the one begging for this not you, fuck me” a slap of your arse as he thrusts agains, the sting of being spread & the feel of him dragging your walls & his spank making you clamp & moan his name
“Dave oh fuck Dave” it’s almost a whisper you’re straining already in pleasure. He’s finding his rhythm quickly as he starts to pound into you. He drags you back under the shower streams, so he can see your misty silhouettes in the shower glass reflection.
“Look at you darling, taking me so well, almost like your cunt was made for me” he’s so deep in his response & inside you.
He’s got his arms wrapped around you thrusting hard & then one lets go & turns off the water confessing you. You thought he was into this & he’s still making you moan.
“Trust me?” He asks as you gasp as the mist lifts into the extractor, he can feel you body tense up.
“Yes Dave” you softly reply
“foolish answer” he moans before he withdraws & drags you still dripping out of the shower & he stands next to the closed laundry basket. Legs spread, condom dripping with precum which you can see at the tip, your slick & shower water, trickling down its length. Your eyes wide wondering how your pussy accommodates all of that inside you. He’s huge & hung well.
“stop admiring sweetheart & get over here like the naughty girl you are” you know he won’t ask twice. In a flash you’re standing next to him, you hands playing with his ball. His thumb circling your clit while your lips collide.
Your hand then slowly starts to removes his condom as you whisper, “I’m clean & on an implant Dave, I want you to claim me if you want to” Daves eyes dilate & a frenzied look appears on his face. He pushes you onto the laundry basket.
“spread” he demands as he takes the condom off, throwing it in the sink “naughty girls like to give bad boys a full frontal show” Dave stares at what he’s been thrusting into as your legs part. “People would kill to have even a chance to gaze upon you in this position sweetheart” he says as he jerks his length before he swipes it through your slick. This makes your enterace flutter, desperate to feel him inside you again. “Look at you, so eager, so desperate. Do all naughty girls put out like you do? Are all naughty girls so tight?” He growls holding your chin as his tip nudges against your entrance.
“Well not all bad men have a naughty girl to fuck when they want, like me Dave” you reply as you lick your lips & then you gasp.
He’s slower this time as he inserts his penis inside you, he knows how your going to feel now, he knows after the initial few minutes of blistering movement standing in the shower that your body can take him at his most passionate, so he wants to build up your collective high. His own sigh & eyes closing once he’s seen he’s fully inside you is followed by a “damn, your so fucking tight, like your cunt was made just to satisfy me” He kisses you & bites your bottom lip feeling the way your body responds to him. One hand on the small of your back as he makes sure you’re comfortable on the lid of the basket & the other heading to your clit to stimulate you. Your hands are on his firm chest as you slowly start to wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer so he feels deeper inside you, filling you so there’s nowhere he can go.
“Fuck me Dave, this cunt needs a good fuck” a small smile forms on his lips & his vigorous thrusting starts at a much faster pace.
“Naughty girls get fucked hard, bad boys fuck how they want” he says his voice already straining. He’s hitting that spot every time, he can see you desperate for air & you body moving with his, each thrust & movement sending you both into extreme pleasure. Maybe he had wanted to take this slow, but not any more. Dave wants his fill & he wants to spill inside your tight cunt as many times as he can tonight, especially when you’re begging for it.
“What … whatt… oooh fuck yea” your words are failing you as you look at him & see his chest heave, stimulation is in over drive “… what about… naughty boyessssss , oooh fuck, just like that baby” Daves taken one of your nipples into his mouth, your squeezing his body with your thighs as you are wrapped around him. The way his tongue feels on your hardens nipples is exactly how you had imagined it earlier, it feels divine.
Your pleasurable moaning thought is stopped in its tracks. Dave let’s go & stops sucking your nipple & the hand that was on your clit is now gripped around your throat choking you. His brown puppy dog eyes that are usually so big & adorable are now as black as the night sky, dilated, frenzied & full of desire.
“A naughty boy fucks sluts like you until you squirt” he scowls, his voice is hoarse & rough “a naughty boy goes harder when she begs for more, which your dirty mouth good at doing sweetheart” he can see you silently mouth Dave please as he moves harder, even harder than he was when he face fucked your earlier, your pussy ready to soak him, but he keeps going as you go higher & higher through your layers of desire “a naughty boy ruins you, so you’ll beg for his cock every night, no other boy or toy will satisfy you again sweetheart” the rhythm is relentless & you pull Dave completely against you, his grip harder around your throat. He’s loving you as you gasp for each breath, it’s making your body convulse.
“But that’s a naughty boy sweetheart…” the devilish look is back in Daves eyes that are burning with desire. “…I’m a naughty man, I’m the devil…” words that turn you on even more your slow close to cumming as you desperately try to catch a few gasps of air any way you can, you’ve lost control of the rest of your trembling body “…& I make every naughty girl, wish they were my whore” these words are whispered into your ear with 3 huge thrusts that send you over the edge. Clamping around him. Soaking his penis. Letting go. Experiencing the ultimate pleasure. No one has ever fucked you like this. No one has ever given you such a long orgasm. His hand peels off your neck letting you breathe & you take in as much air as you can, your eyes slowly opening, feeling like a new person & then they ping open wides as Dave screams you name along with “tightest fucking cunt to ever fuck” & his penis erupts, filling your core. Mixing with your own release, as he starts to slow down. His own desires & fantasy met. He finally got to feel how good your cunt was, & it didn’t disappoint.
“Fuck Dave, oooh fuck” you eventually manage to muster. He’s trailing kisses up your neck as he catches his own breath. “You made this summer girl all hot & sweaty & unnecessary” your eyes eventually meeting before you wrap your arms around his shoulders & kiss him with all the lust left in your being, never wanting to leave this moment. To stay sitting here with his cock inside you, even though it’s softening, having him tell you how naughty you both are.
“Well sweetheart, not all naughty girls have a mouth & cunt like yours” he says when your lips eventually part. He slowly withdraws & you wince at his loss & you both stand in the shower to clean up. He’s still admiring your naked curves, as you sort yourself out.
“Does that fucking mean, I can get you to help me out another day Dave, should I need a hand” you ask as your wrap a towel around you & Dave drys off & picks up his swim shorts, ready to redress in them again.
“But I thought you were a strong independent woman?” Dave chuckles as he throws the condom in the bin, that he fishes out of the sink “I thought you we’re capable…”
“don’t make me beg Dave”’you tut & roll your eyes as you interrupt him.
“Well begging got us here in the first place,” he says tying up his shorts as you open the bathroom door & Scruff comes bouncing along your landing to the two of you, with big puppy dog eyes.
“Turns out scruff isn’t the only one with big brown eyes, I won’t say no to” you say as you head down stairs to the kitchen with Dave following you as he is ready to head back to his.
You pour Scruff his dog food into the bowl leaning down. “There you go baby, have a taste of that” you say to the dog.
“Ooh I intend to” says Dave deeply before spinning you around “I want the good, the bad & the naughty from you every time” he says as his hand strokes your face & he pushes you against a counter.
“Well I would use my paddling pool more, give you a good view, but someone has stolen half of my swim suit.” You laugh before you give dave a passionate kiss. Your hands once again trailing across his body, feeling every inch of him. He then hold up the bottoms that you left on the bathroom floor, looking suggestively .
“I’m taking these too, that way you’ll have to invite me around each day of summer, for some paddling pool fun.” The smirk & the eyes say it all, as your towel cascades to the floor.
“& I’ll thank you every time you do help me with any of my needs Dave”. Thank god Scruff can’t talk, although he must have been wondering what the cheese man & his human did on the kitchen table to make such high pitched nosies that made him hide in the lounge. Being Naughty has never felt so good & who knew a helpful friendly neighbour could lead to so much pleasure.
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MICKEY WASN'T JUMPING ON THE BED
"What happened to you?"
"Fuck off Lip!"
Ian chuckles at the interaction between his husband and his brother. Of course out of all the people in the Gallagher's living room when they entered, Lip had to be the one acknowledging the brace on Mickey's right shoulder. That's just his luck. Right when Mickey had stopped complaining!
"Did you fall?" Liam asked.
"More like bounced!" Ok, so given the death glare he's just received from Mickey Milkovich Gallagher, it is too early to laugh about it. That shit is funny though. Ian will definitively tell the story when things have settled down a little.
Oh shit! Lip got what happened, Ian can see it in his fucking crooked smile. He looks at his brother intently, trying to convey his begging to not say anything. Lip sees it, understands it. The brothers can communicate with one look only.
"How's the air mattress treating you, Mick? Any bouncy sex lately?" Asshole!
"Oh shit!" That's Debbie and Carl in unison when they finally understand the origin of their brother in law injury.
"I don't want to know!" Liam says, he understands he's missing something and that it's sex related. Enough information for him to know he doesn't need any more. It seems sometimes his siblings forget he's just a child after all. Liam swiftly exits the room as Ian - very much to Mickey dismay - starts recounting how his husband ended up dislocating his shoulder.
"Wow," Carl says with disturbing admiration, "you're... like... very strong!" Ian cannot hide his proud smile. He's about to answer when Mickey cuts him off, obviously done with all the Gallagher 'no privacy' nonsense.
"Yeah, surprise, I like it hard! Are we done? Can we go?" Mickey is already in the move as he speaks
"Where're you going?" Debbie asks.
"To buy a new bed." Ian's answer is matter-of-fact and his siblings reactions seem to state that it's the evident course of action.
"Gallagher!" Mickey's exasperated tone as he shouts from the open front door tells Ian he needs to get to moving now. But he cannot help one last cocky comment as he joins his husband.
"Yeah, sure, let's bounce!"
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Can you believe that it's Friday? Yeah ikr neither can I! Anyway,we're here with another edition of BFF,Brenda's Fancy Fridays starting at 8pm EST. Bring your good times,your laughter,lovely vibes and we're going to have a good time. Leave the drama out of here folks,I'm NOT IN THE MOOD! Bouncers will be on duty to Uber anyone who starts! Let's have fun,and most importantly, Let's enjoy ourselves!! See yall at 8pm EST tonight 🤪 😜 🎊💗💯!!
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Stockholm's Syndrome
Chapter 4
Pairing: Dave York x female reader.
Rating: E 18+ (minors dni). This is for mature audience only! By continuing reading you agree that you are over 18.
⚠️⚠️⚠️Warning! This is a fic about Dave York. Dave York comes with his own warning so do not say I didn't warn you. ⚠️⚠️⚠️
Words: about 2.2K
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
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Dave had texted you the night of your birthday party, as he said he would. And over the last few days, you had texted each other every now and then. Mostly him asking what you were doing, though you were sure he somehow knew exactly what you were up to, almost at all hours of the day. Or you asked how his day was going and or if he wanted to stop by later that night. Most nights, he would stop by, either for a quick fuck but sometimes he would fuck you slowly and for hours. Learning what made you moan and what made you scream out his name louder than you had before. And he loved to make you scream; it seemed to only spur him on and fuck you harder and faster, or slower and deeper. Not that you were complaining. He always left you satiated and tired. But he did always leave. He never stayed the night. And you were too chicken shit to ask him to. Because hearing him say no would probably hurt more than him leaving after he had fucked you senseless.
Yet again, it had been a few days since you had seen Dave; he had said he would be going away for a few days, but that didn't stop you from missing him. You missed him more than you should have. You had tried not to fall for him; you really had. But it had been futile to resist. He consumed your every waking hour. You found yourself daydreaming about him on numerous occasions.
Even as you were walking down the aisles of the grocery store, you thought about what it would be like to be walking next to him, picking out items to put in the basket for you to go home together and cook a meal before devouring each other afterwards. Against your better judgment, you pulled out your phone and sent him a quick text. It couldn’t hurt now, could it?
When will you be back?
A low buzzing sound sounded out from an aisle or two behind you. And for a split second, you hoped he was there at the store, but you shook your head as if to clear that silly thought out of your mind. He wasn't here; why would he be here? Your phone pinged, and you scrambled to open the text message, hoping it was from Dave.
Sooner than you think. Be patient.
A big smile spread across your lips as you read the text over and over. Your only thought was, how soon was soon? But you refrained from sending another text asking just that question and put the phone back in your purse as you walked into the next aisle.
Stopping in front of the shampoo section, you couldn't reach the higher shelf where your favorite shampoo was. It never failed to surprise you why they insisted on putting it so goddamn high up! It wasn’t like you were abnormally short. You were 5 feet, 3 inches. That wasn’t short. But they insisted on stocking some of your most parched items on the highest shelves. And it never ceased to annoy the living hell out of you. You were just about to give up or maybe even climb the shelf when you felt a presence behind you, but you didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. You already knew exactly who was standing behind you. He moved closer until he was flushed up against your back, his cologne wrapped around you like a comforting blanket, and you leaned back onto him as his hands snaked their way around your waist. His hard cock pressed against your ass. And a smile spread across your lips just at the thought of him getting hard at the sight of your back. Sure, the short sundress you had on probably helped—probably not a dress to be going shopping in at this time of the day—but it had been another excruciatingly hot day, and even wearing only this, sweat still coated your skin. The only slight reprieve from the heat was being in the AC-controlled store.
“Did you miss me?” He asked, his voice low, and his breath fanned over my neck and left side of my face as he leaned in and planted a soft kiss just below my ear. He groaned in your ear and pushed himself harder into you. Letting you feel his hard cock pressing into you. A soft moan slipped from your lips.
“Yes,” you said, already breathless and your breathing becoming labored. Just having him close to you again, you sighed a breath of relief. ”What are you doing here?” You asked and turned your head slightly to look at him over your shoulder.
“I had to see you. I just got back into town. Now be a good girl and don’t move.” One of his hands slid from your waist down to your thigh. The store wasn’t that crowded, but there were still some people walking up and down the aisles. You wondered if you should tell him to stop. But the idea of getting caught—the idea of him taking you right then and there—was too thrilling to refuse. Not that you were sure you even had it in you to refuse him. If this was what he wanted, then this was what he would get.
 You spread your legs slightly as his hand moved up your thigh, closer to your aching core. Where you needed his touch the most. His finger grazed over your clothed pussy, and he pressed down on your clit, causing a moan to escape your lips.
“We don’t want to attract any attention and get kicked out before I’ve made you cum, now do we?” He asked, his lips closed to your ear, and his teeth grazed gently along your ear. Goosebumps erupted all over your skin at the sound of his voice and the way his fingers kept sliding up and down your pussy. You could feel the wetness growing on your panties as your slick began to trickle out of you. He had you turned on and wet beyond normal within mere seconds.
“No. I’ll be good. I promise.” You vowed. Sliding your panties to the side, he let one finger slide in between your wet lips.
“Already so wet. Fuck, this turns you on, doesn’t it? You want me to fuck you here in this store right now, don’t you? His voice was low and almost threatening, but it was like music to your ears. That was exactly what you wanted. What you needed. You needed to feel him inside of you now. You didn't want to wait until you got back to your apartment, or fuck even out to his car if he had it parked out back. You needed him to take you here now, with the risk of getting caught only spurring you on.
“Yes, please, Dave, fuck me here, now,” you pleaded with him. Begged him to give you what you so desperately needed.
“You’re so goddamn filthy and depraved, and I fucking love it. Bend over and show me that sweet ass of yours, and I'll bury my cock in your deliciously tight pussy.” Without any protest, you did as he asked, bending over slightly and pushing your ass out and into his now rock-hard cock that was pressing against his lacks.
As one hand kept sliding up and down your slit and every now and then pressed against your throbbing clit, his other hand left your waist and you heard the telltale sound of a zipper being unzipped before he lined himself up with your hole and pushed all the way inside in one slow thrust.
You gripped the shelf in front of you for support as he began to move in and out while his fingers still pressed and circled your clit. The tightness within began to build fast. And you knew he would have you cum within mere moments.
“Say my name,” he demanded, his voice strained from thrusting into you hard and slow and from him holding back. “Tell me who makes you feel this good.”
“You, oh fuck. You Dave, only you,” and that was the truth. Ever since your first encounter, you hadn’t even looked at another man and found them attractive. All you ever thought about was Dave. How he knew just how to make you melt into putty in his hands. How he managed to make you do things you had secretly always wanted to do but had always been too afraid to ask for with any previous partner. He just knew what you wanted and needed without you having to ask.
“Fuck, your sweet pussy is squeezing me so damn tight. I’m going to need you to cum. I won’t last long.” His hot breath on your neck as he kept thrusting into you in slow and hard thrusts was like throwing gasoline on an already smoldering fire. “Cum for me, baby.”
That last sentence—him calling you baby and him pressing down while circling your clit is what finally sent you. The rush of sensation hit you hard and fast as you came. You bit down on your lower lip to keep from screaming out his name. Though you were sure he would have loved that. You, however, would have never been able to show your face at this store again, and it was the one closest to your apartment.
“Fuuuck!” He gasped and pushed as deep into you as he could, and then he came too. Pouring himself into you. His cock twitched a few times before he stilled, and he leaned his head against your shoulder as he breathed slowly. “You will be the death of me.”
He pulled out and tucked himself back into his pants after he had repositioned your panties back into place. And you turned around to finally look at him.
“Me? You are the one who snuck up on me while I was just minding my business, shopping,” you said, smiling sweetly at him. “How is it that you knew exactly where I was, by the way?"
“I may have put in a tracker on your phone,” he confessed. He looked you up and down before meeting your eyes. You didn’t care that he had done that; to be honest, the moment you realized he was behind you, that had been your first thought—that he may have actually been spying on you and keeping track of you. And you found it endearing in a sick and twisted way. But then again, nothing about whatever this was that you had with Dave was normal by any measure.
“Hmm… I thought you might have.”
“You’re not pissed?” He asked and looked at you, almost shocked. Like he had expected you to lose your marbles when you found out.
“Nope, and just so you know, I found the cameras in my apartment too, and no, I’m not mad about them either. I find it kind of endearing that you went through all that trouble just so that you could keep an eye on me.” You wanted him to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you did not care or were mad at him about it all. No matter how messed up it all was or how you two had stumbled upon each other, you were glad you had.
“Wow, you’re almost as fucked up as me, aren’t you?"
“Almost,” you agreed.
He grabbed your hand and started to pull out towards the exit.
“But my groceries!” You called out.
“Fuck the groceries. You can come back tomorrow and finish your shopping. I’m taking you out to dinner, then we’re going back to your place, where I tend to have my desert in  private."He smirked at you as he looked behind him to see your reaction. A big smile grew on your lips as he continued to pull you by your hand out of the store and over to where his car was parked.
When he reached his car, he walked with you over to the passenger side and opened the door for you.
“Such a gentle man,” you mocked, but not in a mean way. In a playful way. Because the first time he put you in his car, you had been unconscious. And you were almost sure he had put you in the trunk that night.
"Oh, I most definitely am not, most of the time. But for you, I am willing to make an exception,” he replied with that half smirk upon his lips that sent a shiver down your spine and had your body humming again. Desperate and wanting for more and anything this man would give you. And now he wanted to take you out for dinner. But after that, you were sure he was going to give you the best night of your life.
The End
(Drabbles and one shots is likely to cum)
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
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chvnssecret · 2 years
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warnings - dom!hyunjin - sub!femreader - head (both receiving) - unprotected sex (wrap before you tap) - exhibitionism if you squint - daddy kink - rough sex - praise - mentions of cum - slight edging (m) - explicit language and content throughout - if you are under the age of 18, i suggest you click off now.
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Watching his body roll and twist in the most perfect ways, you couldn’t help but stare. Drool pooled up in the corners of your mouth as you watched him, mouth agape. He was showing you his new routine for their song ‘Red Lights’. The music was sexy enough, but you sure weren’t expecting the dance that came along with it. Although he was mute about what the song meant, you had an incline it was something..sexy. The moves of him grabbing his throat, thrusting the air and running his hands up his legs made you hot between yours. Luckily for you, his back was facing you, but he could easily see your embarrassed demeanour in the reflection of the mirror he was dancing in. The leather sofa creaked with each move you made; making it impossible to hide your legs clenching for some sort of feel. To say the least, your clit throbbed, pulsated at the sight of him so intimate within his moves. You actually wish you were the air, being thrusted into and fucked harshly by him.
“Hey, you listening to me?” He clicked his fingers in front of your face, you didn’t even realise he song had finished. “Yes! Sorry, I kind of zoned out.” You giggled, embarrassed and red in the face. A smirk grew upon his lips as he noticed your body language. “Are you..okay?” He cocked a perfect brow, stepping closer to you as he stopped right in front of your face. “Mhm.” You feigned a smile and nodded frantically. He bent down, hands on his knees as he put his face close to yours. “Are you really?” The closeness made you feel his breath on your skin, bubbling up goosebumps from the feeling. “Y-yes Hyunjin, I’m fine.” You avoided his gaze, fiddling with your own fingers as your legs fidgeted below you. His hand reached out, placing a firm grip on your thigh. “Why so fidgety?” He knew what he was doing, the smirk only growing bigger as he didn’t break eye contact with you once. “It’s just hot in here.” You giggled as you fanned your face abruptly. “Or are you just hot, from watching me dance?” He tilted his head and waited for a response, merely scoffing at you and parting your legs. “Let’s sort you out, shall we?” He smiled as he lowered himself to his knees, rubbing his hands all the way up your thighs.
“Hyunjin, what if someone walks in?” You whispered so loud that you may have well spoke in a normal tone. He cocked his chin, “Fuck them. I booked the dance hall for a two hour time slot. And if I stand corrected, I still have around fifteen minutes left.” He looked at the watch on his wrist that wasn’t even there and looked back at you. “Plus, we’ll have to put a good show on for them, huh?” He winked which sent butterflies straight to your abdomen. You straightened your legs to help him slide your panties off, discarding them on the floor elsewhere. He lifted your right foot in his hand, kissing from your ankle all the way to your inner thigh. You leaned back, forearm resting on your head as your breathing started to heighten. “Do you want this?” He looked up at you through his eyelashes as he licked a long strip up your inner thigh. “Yes. Want it so bad.” You panted as linked your hand through his tresses. It wasn’t long before his lips were attached to your clit, sucking it in as he swirled his tongue around in a circular motion. Electricity bolted through your body with every lick, squeezing your limbs around his head and pulling his hair slightly. Your moans got louder and louder by every moment at the way his tongue played with your nub so perfectly. A wet pool formed on the couch below you; a mix of his saliva and your pussy juices. A warm feeling formed in the pit of your stomach as your legs tensed even more. “Hyunjin, I’m gonna-.” Your own orgasm cut you off, body shaking violently as the orgasm soared through your veins.
“Always taste so good, my girl.” He wiped his mouth dry before climbing on top of you and kissing you. Your juices mixed with his saliva were sweet on your tongue as it fought for dominance with his. “My turn.” You breathed as you pushed him by his chest lightly. He was quick to sit back on the sofa, legs spread wide open as he discarded his clothes. You sat pretty on your knees, taking his full length in your hand and pumping it a few times before putting it in your mouth. “My pretty baby, always so good for me.” He complimented as you sucked all the way down to the bottom of his shaft. Dribble started coming from the bottom of your lip, merely wiping it down his length before carrying on. He hissed and moaned through his teeth with every bob of your head, hands curling tighter through your locks. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He gritted and closed his eyes shut. Your moans were muffled from his cock hitting the back of your throat, getting sore from the friction. The time left, and the thought of anyone walking in had long gone from your mind now. Your only worry was making him cum, and feel good of course. His tip is so sensitive, every time you lift up to lick it, he would always buck his hips. “You know that drives me crazy, honey.” He whined and threw his head back. You could feel his legs tensing, pulling away abruptly to stop him from reaching his high. “What?” He threw his hands up in defeat, finally realising what you were insisting. “You want to fully take me, in the practice room?” He raised a brow with a smile, you nod. “Oh my, you are a naughty girl.” He tutted before laying you down and lining himself up. His cock was still throbbing from the head you gave him, knowing he wouldn’t last very long.
The first thrust was harsh, slamming into you and immediately hitting your g spot. Your moan was loud and high, instantly covering your mouth. “Let them know who’s mine. What’s my name?” He demanded as he towered over your face. “Daddy.” Your voice was hoarse and dry from all the moaning, also from the fact he fucked your face earlier. “Mm that’s it. Don’t you ever forget it.” He kissed you hungrily again, tongue searching your mouth for your own. The kiss was messy, both gasping for air as he thrusted into you senselessly. “I’m close, fuck.” He hissed, rolling his eyes as his thrusts became sloppy. “Good girl, good girl.” He affirmed as you moaned onto his cock, bucking your hips against his to ride out your high.
“We should do that again.” He laughed as his body flopped on top of yours. “We should. But we should also get out of here because TXT are due any second now.” You both cracked up before scrambling for your clothes on the floor.
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“It’s not even that serious, just for fun”
You tell your best friend for the umpteenth time as she rolls her eyes at your comment.
“Just for fun?” She repeats you, which makes you look back at the screen connecting your video call, was it delayed??
“Y/N…there’s so many reasons why you shouldn’t be doing this..” her serious voice comes over the speaker but you can’t help but smirk at her.
“Ergh, which is probably why you want to do this right? For the wrong reasons?” She asks you as you fake your offence at her words with a dramatic grab to your chest.
Yes, you were perhaps showing your rebellious side a little too much with this latest antic of yours.
But being brought up in the Stark family, it was almost inevitable that you would bend the rules.
And if there was a rule to say ‘don’t fuck around with any of your Dad’s work colleagues” then you’re definitely a rule breaker there.
*ping* 
Your phone lights up the same way your face does when you see who the message is from.
Completely ignoring your best friend asking if it was him, you open the message as your heart starts to pick up its pace.
Doll?
You awake?
He was never the best at messaging but then again he was over a hundred years old. 
“You’re not seeing him tonight are you?” Your best friend asks you as she sees a cheeky grin flash across your face, confirming her thoughts.
“Y/N! Your Dad is home” She almost shouts as you bring your fingers to your lips to shhh her.
Yes you were in your own room a whole floor above your Dad’s and Peppa’s bedroom but you never know how good a hearing they might have these days.
I’m up Soldier 😘
You type back to him as you quickly say your goodbyes to your bestie.
“Stay safe you absolute nut case!” She half laughed as she switched the end call button.
You quickly discard the over sized tee you had been lounging in as you rummage around for a better looking top.
You’ll keep your leggings on, one day you might meet up with him in a skirt or dress, I’m sure he’ll love you in one but for now it’s trousers of some kind seeing as you’ll be climbing out the window in a moment.
Your Dad gave you the best room available inside this compound.
Up and away from the others, it was almost an attic room only sharing its hallway with a storage cupboard on the end.
With massive floor to ceiling doors leading out to a balcony which was linked to the side alley of the building.
I mean, who wouldn’t choose to sneak out once in a while when it was set up so perfectly to do so.
ETA 23:05
You giggle a little at yet another blunt message as you carefully slide the door shut behind you.
A quick glance from left to right just in case anyone else was out for a midnight stroll, you hopped over the barrier and almost silently climb down the railings framing the side wall. You landed perfectly on that one soft part of grass to muffle the sound of your boots.
You’ve become a pro at this now, being the 6th or 7th time you’ve met up with the super soldier on the sly.
It always happens the same way, you’ll bid your good nights downstairs to him in the common room along with the rest of the avengers on camp and then a few minutes, sometimes hours later, your phone will ping with the same messages.
You wait in the shadows for him, you’ve always liked this part.
The hiding down the alleyways, the hushed voices, the standing flush against the wall with that cool metal hand of his wrapped around your mouth, keeping you quiet as you’ve had to wait for the coast to be clear.
You lean your head against the wall, looking up to the stars as the feel of the brick mixed perfectly with the rising heat of your body.
“Doll?” You can hear his smile through the whispering of his voice.
You know he can see you perfectly with his heightened senses but you can only make out it’s him by the faintest of light bouncing off his arm from the lamp post nearby.
You loved it when he didn’t cover it up.
“Waiting long?” He asks you but doesn’t give you much time to answer for his lips are already on yours.
You almost gasp into his mouth as his whole body leans into yours, pushing you further into the wall you were stood against. 
“Sorry” he grins at you as he pulls away, leaving one hand casing your face.
“Been a long day?” You ask him. You could always tell if it was a good or bad day by the urgency he gave you when you met up with each other.
Some nights you’ll just sit in the dark somewhere and talk absolute rubbish until it was almost dawn.
Other nights he could barley contain himself and would pounce on you as soon as he laid eyes on you.
He was one of the best kissers you had.
Despite him saying he was lacking experience giving his past, you longed for them each time.
You’re not sure what you wanted from this.
Yes, your bestie thought it was purely about hurting your Dad but you can’t lie and say you didn’t find the super soldier very attractive.
He stood out to you the first day your father had introduced him, he didn’t want to touch you, not even for a handshake as quoting his words ‘he thought you were made of glass’.
You quickly taught him just how tough you were when he watched you train with Nat.
You can’t even remember how this came about and yet it was only 2 weeks ago, if that.
You enjoyed being with him so you just left your thoughts at that as he grabbed at your leggings, pulling them down to the tops of your thighs.
“here?” You breathed, the feeling of his hands on you where you needed it most causing your voice to waiver.
“Here” he smiled at you before kissing you deeply.
Groaning slightly into your mouth as his fingers pushed inside you.
“Fuck doll, so wet already?” His deep voice against your lips sent shivers down your spine.
You expected him to lift your leg up, wrap it around his waist.
If he wanted it here then the best way was to fuck you up against the wall but he took you by surprise as he spun your whole body round, you were now facing the brick in front of you.
His fingers never leaving their place buried inside you, you were so focused on the feeling he was giving you with the teasing of his hand that you didn’t quite hear the undoing of his belt.
Only realising that he had his cock out when you felt the tip of it pushing against your ass cheeks.
You’ve lost count the amount of times you had both slept together in the small space of time you had been meeting up like this but you still were in awe at the size of him.
Pulling out of you with his fingers, he pushes your underwear to the side so he could line himself up with you.
You shuffle your feet slightly, parting your legs to widen yourself.
The gravel underneath your boots being the other sound apart from both your rapid breathing.
“Ready doll?” He whispers into your ear as he gently bites at your neck.
He’s not silly, he won’t make any obvious markings on you, no matter how bad he wants to. 
He makes a quick glance from left to right of either side of the alley, like it’s not too late to get out of this situation if someone was to catch the both of you.
He grabs your waist a little too tightly as he pushes his cock inside you.
You both groan out in sync.
He fills you to the base as he stalls his movements, feeling your walls contract around him to fit him inside you.
A quick kiss to your neck, that had already started to sweat a little, he pulls out of you just as slowly as he went in.
You want to push your ass outwards, not wanting him to leave you but you’re quickly taken by surprise as thrusts hard back inside you.
You moan out loud as you feel a hand of his grab you by the back of your neck.
“Shhh doll” he tells you as he jerks his hips up, pushing deeper.
You bite your lip as you know you have to be a lot quieter than you’re being right now.
“This…” he plants a kiss on your cheek as he starts to talk to you “is going…to be hard” he kisses your neck again “and fast…” his kisses become tiny nips at your skin “I’m going to need you to be very…” he trails his mouth down your neck “very… quiet for me ok?” He brings his gaze back up to yours “can you do that for me?” 
You bite your lip as all you could do in answer was to nod your head slightly.
You knew how hard he could go, you literally broke the camp bed you had both been fucking on a couple of nights before.
That was a difficult one to explain to the team.
“That’s my girl” he says to you as he kisses you
 hard once more.
Your lips are almost swollen by the time he’s finished and pulls away.
He adjusts his stance a little, pulling your hips out a bit further away from the wall so he can angle himself better.
You take a deep breath as you lean your head against your arm that was holding you up on the wall, balling your hand into a fist after that first deep thrust he gave you, wishing you could cry out.
He lands a slap to the flesh of your ass before picking up his pace.
The noise of his skin against yours was heavenly.
You honestly couldn’t care if someone else could hear this right now.
His pace was something else.
You don’t think you’ve ever been fucked this fast. You don’t think any one can fuck you this fast ever again.
The brutal force from his hips was causing your whole body to move alongside his.
If he wasn’t gripping so tightly onto you, you’re sure you would have been fucked into the wall rather than up against it. 
The movements were causing your arm to drag up and down the wall, the sting of the bricks biting at your skin, grazes forming across it.
You’re sure you can taste blood also as you bite harder into your own lip to stop yourself from moaning out loud.
And you just know the imprint from his hands are going to be left behind for a few days.
But you can’t feel any of that, you feel only him.
The way he’s reaching so deep inside you.
The way he’s holding onto you, like he never wants to let go.
The way he’s also struggling to keep quiet as your cunt grips him so perfectly.
You start to see stars as you’re sure he’s close also.
His hips start to falter their movements as his hands move away from yours, trying to grab at the flesh of your ass instead, as well as pulling on your hair to steady himself.
You want him to finish, you want to feel that familiar feeling of filling you up with his come but you also don’t want this to end.
You know it’ll only be a few more days, hell, could even be tomorrow night that you next see him but you still want to milk every moment with the commander.
“Fuuuuck” he makes one last stifled moan before almost collapsing against you, the whole weight of himself leaning into you causing you to almost face plant the wall. 
You laugh slightly as you’re pinned between him and the brick.
“I…Er..Bucky?” The strain of your voice causes him to come back down from his high.
“Sorry doll” he breathes out as stands up straight.
Pulling out of you as you feel his warm liquid start to drip down.
He tucks himself back into his combats as you can barely stay stood on your feet right now.
Turning round so you can lean your back up against the wall to better balance yourself whilst you pull your leggings up.
You notice him just staring at you as you try to catch your breath back.
“What?” You barley whisper out, feeling like the air had been fucked out of your lungs. 
“How you going to haul your ass back up that trellis?” He asks you, grinning from ear to ear.
“Ha..You can always carry me up?” you manage to say as he laughs.
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popcornforone · 7 days
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Better With You
A Santos Fan Fic
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Oooh sweet Santos. We have have got you 5 weeks after america but that doesn’t mean I can’t write about you. So I’ve had some fun & it’s rather cool.
Synopsis:- You’ve joined Santos on an American road trip, which is sex filled, but when he heads out for a meeting you are left alone with his briefcase.
Word count:- 2000
Warning:- DONOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! SPOILERS FOR DRIVE AWAY DOLLS WITH WHATS IN THE BRIEFCASE! Unprotected PIV sex, established sexual relationship, sex toys, squirting, mentions of oral & anal, nipple play, watching, masterbation, watching someone get off, swearing, teasing. Basically you & Santos want to fuck all the time. Reader is British due to a certain joke.
Thanks for the read peoples, I hope you enjoy. All feedback is welcome
He said he was popping out. A quick meeting. He looked nervous as he left. You’ve not known him long, but he told you he’s a collector. You are wondering if you are part of his collection. The man has a reputation for sleeping with all sorts of people from different countries. Being a Brit might mean you are just another tick in a box for something he’s tried but you don’t care. He asked you to come on this road trip with him & for the last 3 weeks he’s fucked you in every way possible.
Both of you were nervous to start on the first night. He’d been a regular at the bar you worked at & you’d never done this before but he said he wanted to show a good British girl like you the fun side of America. So this road trip began. You can distinctly still feel the first kiss on your lips. His body quivering more than yours. His penis he slipped between you skin & panties to arouse you both. The sight of something so girthy & meaty touching you had you gasping. You loved the stretch as he eventually slid inside you. That first night only lasted 3 minutes, almost like he couldn’t control his urges, cumming inside you, unprotected & with no inhibitions. But here you are now 20 days later. You give him a blow job every morning as a good wake up. He fucks your arse in the shower each night no matter where you are staying, & you’ve had complaints 4 times from rooms next door about your late night pleasure sessions. You’ve got lucky. You have a man who started off shy who genuinely wants nothing more than to satisfy your needs. His are just an added bonus.
So here you are in your hotel room. You’ve just crossed the state lines to enter Florida. He’s gone for his meeting. He did say there would be a few people he’d need to visit in this trip, but this afternoon he seems like he’s been gone for longer. You’ve used the hotel pool. The Florida Sun as you sunbathed felt so good on your skin & you’re now back in the room. When you entered the room you saw his brief case on the side. It’s usually the first thing he puts in the safe. It’s silver & he always if it’s not in the safe or in the locked boot of the car, has it in his possession. But no this evening it’s sitting on the table in your hotel room.
You try to not be curious, but your mind has you standing next to it, tapping the top of it. What’s in here that’s so precious? You pace back & forth looking at it wondering. Technically you’re on this trip with him. He’s left this in a room you are in. You know you shouldn’t as you bite your thumb contemplating if you should or shouldn’t.
“Fuck it” you eventually say & stand next to the brief case. It’s a combination lock. “3 attempts & then stop” you mutter. You click the first number around so the code reads 000 & the hook unlatches. “Fucking stupid idiot” you know your man was simple but not that simple. You think for another 5 second before opening the case. Your mouth drops open.
“Santos you kinky bastard!” There are 5 dildos inside the brief case. All of different size lengths & girths. All looking pristine. All making you lick your lips. You shut the lid & shake your head before having to open it again. You do this a few times, before having the courage to hold them. Each one you handel delicately & inspect. None of these are Santos, not one. He’s much girthier than all of these. The last one takes your interest as you hold it in your hands. You have watched some porn in your life. This is long & thin, & you’ve always wondered if the girls & guys in the films with these movies fake there orgasm. You like a thick cock, maybe that’s why you’ve not abandoned Santos yet. He satisfies you too well. But you look at it & hold it up. Your right hand stroking it. You have no idea when Santos is coming back. No one needs to know, especially if you do it over your bikini bottoms. You & the long thin dildo make your way to the bed & lie down. You look at it & wonder how deep it would go but not right now. You hold it near your intimacy & mutter to yourself.”what the hell am I doing” shaking your head. But that you gasp. The friction from the long stroke of the length pushing down the flimsy material on your clit sends shivers up your spine. Your nipple are erect in seconds. After a few stroke & moans you think is it just the sensation of being touched down there & how sensitive you are. You untie your bottoms & lay there. The dildo messaging your naked clit still a little damp from the earlier swim. Your thighs widen, an instant reaction to being pleasured. Slick building up already as you moan. Your mind isn’t remembering that you just thought about teasing. You lift the dildo to your face lick it & then slowly inch it inside you.
“Fuck ooooh god” those girls & guys weren’t faking it in porn. It feels incredible. You get it about half way in before realising you can’t take anymore. It was a slow work in. There’s not much stretch but you don’t care. You know the best wrist action & you start to thrust. “Oooh shit sooooo soooo ooooohhhh” you moan as your pussy gets used to the toy. Your eyes shut as your legs keep parting your body slowly moving to the edge of the bed. Lost in a moment of extreme self pleasure. Will this dildo make you cum?
“Naughty” you hear a moody deep tone & your eyes snap open as a hand joins yours & the toy is pushed further. He’s kneeling at the end of the bed watching your cunt take the toy, wanting you to take more.
“Santos!” You screech & you go to slip it out but his had grabs it & he starts to fuck you with the dildo. “I…I… oooh god” he’s more rampant than you are. It’s hitting the spot.
“Dont cum yet baby” he’s got the control, & he licks his lips as he fully inserts the dildo inside you. His movements have your trying to hold back your orgasm as his eyes behind those glasses widen. Your own face scrunching up, desperate for release. He doesn’t want to deny you. “Let go baby”
“Ooooh fuckkkkkk” your high pitched tone probably woke cats up as you flood. Soaking all of the dildo. Your body jittering as your sense are flooded. You lie there on your back panting from the intense pleasure. You feel so good.
Santos then withdraws the dildo & comes up to lie next to you on the bed, he’s still fully clothed. Trousers & a crisp white shirt. But what he does next has your eyes popping out. He starts to lick the dildo. His actions mimicking what you usually do to his penis as a morning delight, almost to the way that the tongue deals with the length. You can see why he gets so flustered each day watching you do this, it really is a sight to see. He lets go with a loud pop.
“You taste good no matter what beautiful” he whispers before then kissing you & you hear him unzip his trousers.
“How long were you watching?” You shyly ask.
“Long enough, that I knew you needed more”
“Did you now?” I raise a suggestive eyebrow.
“Ahemmm” he replies “I see you found my collection”
“Yea about that…” you pause “are you a cock womble?” You ask. It’s a nickname you call people who collect friends who are a bit of a dick & you’ve told Santos about this too after you called many people that working at the bar. He laughs as you say it. He tries to maintain the mood.
“Baby it’s okay, I’ll explain later though” his hand has moved to your clit while he shimmy’s his trousers down & off. Santos is always commando. “Right now you need a man not a toy”
“Sex is always better with you Santos” you say as you both move to lay on your right hand side & you feel his penis rub against your entrance.
“As much as my collection is rather fabulous I know you prefer me” he doesn’t ease in slowly. The stretch is one you alway want to feel. Almost splitting you. So thick. You moan deeply as he lifts your left leg up & he kisses your neck before he really starts to move. “Now I know you can take all that length im going to be even deeper & harder baby” He moves a hand to cup your breasts & realises your still in your bikini top. “Well this won’t do sweetheart.”
Your nipples enjoy the tease of this fingers & thumb once you are naked. It’s hardly a distraction though. Santos is balls deep, thrusting into you as you moan his name. Experiencing pleasure that you crave. Your walls flutter, your hand on your clit unable to keep up with his rhythm. Each time you moan his name or fuck, he kisses your neck or bites your ear. But that makes him go faster. Your necks going to have a mark on tomorrow, like your some teenager again.
“Mmmm Santos more more please fuck ooooh fuccccckkk.”
“Not yet baby”
“Mmmm im i…I…” you want to say your not sure you can hang on any longer you want to drench his cock, you climax approaches & no matter how much he tells you not yet you need a release. He turns your head to look him in the eyes, explicit indescribable sounds leave your lips. You’re pulling that awkward face, the one of pure desire.
“Cum sugar” & his kiss on your nose sets you off. Squirting everywhere, feeling it trickle down your thighs, the sheets sodden as you scream fuck the loudest you ever have. He looked at your cum face for as long as he could but he’s now looking down the bed at the mess you are making. He’s completely clamped inside you & the look of your face all scrunched & you squirting sets him off. “Fuck fuck ooohhh fuck” he spills his load. Jets of cum are emptied inside you. Your body so sensitive it’s twitching as you slowly come down from your high. Santos is the best lover you’ve had.
It’s as you both pant that you realise Santos is still wearing his white shirt. A few buttons are undone but it’s now covered in sweat from the sex.
“We need to get you out of this shirt Santos” you say & lick your lips.
“& you need a shower beautiful… let’s not waste the water” his hand runs through your hair. But that front strand stays in place.
“I’m not gonna say no to that” your hand strokes his length. “The usual shower routine?” You questions as you then stand up & shake your arse for him.
“No”
“No?” You sound shocked at that & then Santos gets off the bed & goes to the brief case & selects a thicker dildo that you had used previously.
“This is going to fuck your arse while you bend over & suck my cock.”
“You think my arse can take that?”
“It’s bigger than mine” he chirps & you both snigger.
“But is it better than you?”
“Well..” Santos says as he slaps your bum. “There’s only one way to find out”
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slut4oldercelebs · 8 months
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Daddy’s number one
Few author notes- This is my first ever smut so please message me or comment what I should do better next time thanks enjoy 🤍
Warnings-18+,Smut,Oral (m&f receiving),slut,daddy and etc
You get a call. As you see “Rafe is calling” you don’t believe it’s happening. “Hey Rafe” y/n says. “Hey y/n what are you doing tonight” Rafe says. “Ermm nothing why?” Y/n says. “Wanna go out for something to eat?” Rafe says. “So a date?” Y/n says. “Yea want to go to Italian 7 o’clock?” Rafe says. “Yes of course I’ll meet you there bye” y/n says. You began to freak out, You pinch yourself to see if your dreaming. After 2 hours it’s finally time to meet Rafe. After you both say hey to eachother you sit down and order something. “You look sexy tonight y/n” Rafe says. “Wanna know something funny” y/n says. Rafe nods his head while eating. “I’m not wearing anything underneath this dress” y/n says. Rafe begins to grin. “How about after dinner we go back to my place and have some fun” Rafe says. You begin to smile and you begin to stroke his leg with ur shoe. After you have ate he covers the check and drives you to his place. The moment you step in to his house you behind kissing until you go to his bedroom. He takes of his shirt revealing his six pack. He turns you around and unzips your dress and carefully takes it off. You unzip his jeans and pulling them down and taking his hard cock out and begin giving him head he moves your hair and holds it up. His eyes beginning to roll at the back of his head. “That’s a good fucking girl” He groans. He puts you front first on his bed and begins to fuck you begin to claw onto the covers as you moan and your eyes roll back. He begins to grunt louder and louder as the bed starts banging on the wall.
The morning after you get a call from Rafe. “Care to join me for a shower in 30 mins?” Rafe asks. “Mine or urs?” Y/n asks “I’ll drive over now” Rafe says. 35 minutes later you hear his car pull up. You answer the door. “Let’s get started daddy” you said. You grab his hand and take him upstairs to the shower. You both begin taking your clothes off. “You think you can handle this again” Rafe says. “Easy” You say while smiling. You turn the shower up to a hotter temperature. “That good for you daddy” You say. “Yes baby let’s begin” Rafe says. He begins to touch your waist. He begins to move you down to the shower floor as you slowly open your mouth. You begin to blow his cock. “That’s a good little slut for daddy” Rafe says. He begins to move his dick further back in your mouth. You begin to play with yourself. He brings you back up and bends you over. He begins slow then goes faster the more you enjoy. He grabs your hair and grunts as your moans sink in together. “I’m your fucking slut daddy” Y/n says. Your eyes begin to roll back as the heat of the shower makes u feel like your on a different planet. You begin to feel calm and relaxed after he stops. You look at Rafe and began to kiss him then you grabbed a towel. “I’m gonna go bye y/n call you later”Rafe says. “Bye Rafe” You say
As your sunbathing by the lake the day after you hear a boat. You start to get confused and you think it’s just a fisher until you hear a voice you recognise. “Hey y/n I’m at the front hop on quick if you want a drink. He gets you a cold beer from the fridge. “Yesterday was so good I felt like I was in a different world” You said. “I was thinking about it all night” Rafe says. “Do you have to be anywhere” Rafe asks. “No why” You ask. “Do you want to fuck again?” Rafe asks. “Would do you think so” you reply while smiling. He opens your legs and pulls your panties down as he begins to lick. You let out a loud moan and grab his head and make him go deeper in. “Oh my god yes Rafe” You yell as he moves his tongue all around. He looks up and you and kisses you. As you give him head he says “I fucking love you my little whore”. Your begin jerking him while he grunts and moans. “Wanna fuck right here” He asks you. “On top of your boat?” You ask. “Yes” He replys. “Sure” You say. He starts fast as you call him daddy. He begins going faster as he is grunting. He puts his hands on the boat and pushes harder as you moan louder than you ever have. Awhile after you begin sitting by each other with cold beers watching fireworks go off in the distance and you lay on his shoulder.
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littlegeekyredhead · 9 months
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cuteharper · 2 years
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play with me 🕸😛 Dm me for content
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