#smut reading

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Twenty-One: Ada Wong + Panties/Lingerie

You see, Ada's favorite color on you was red.

It could be anything, the Christmas sweaters you wore during the cold and harsh winters.

You always wear that red cocktail dress when the two of you go bar hopping.

God, those red pumps that you styled with pretty much anything just so you could show off how good you walked in them.

To say that Ada loved you in red was an understatement. She had never clearly said that she would rather see you in red than any other color, but you already knew that about her.

That's when you get an idea of a surprise for the both of you in a way. You shifted through your clothes, socks, and panties drawer before finding no stylish and new lingerie sets. So, you were set out on your mission.

You made your way to the mall. The large letters above the store's entrance lit up with pink hues. "Victoria's Secret." It was a store that you very rarely ever came into now.

But for Ada, you'd do and spend whatever just for her.

You walk into the crowded store. Women and young girls are all walking about the store. You are bee-lining it towards the sexier, less teenage side of the store. The mannequins that are around are dressed in beautiful sets of pink and black bras, but that's not what you're looking for.

Then out of the corner of your eye, you watch the glimmering sparkles of red. A flowing top that barely covers the tops of your breasts. As you get closer, you see that the panties are basically nonexistent.

You grab two before grabbing a few other things. When you walk up to the checkout, the woman standing there is smiling with a bright smile. "Did you find everything you were looking for?" She asks you. You nod, "Who helped you?" She asks. You don't want to answer her question.

You just want to slip out of the mall and back into your car before you go home and can surprise your girlfriend.

"I was able to find what I needed without help. Can you wrap that one up separately?" You ask, pointing towards the other set of lingerie. The woman nods, wraps that one up, and then everything else.

When you get home after the backup on the highway, that made getting home, take an extra hour half. Ada is thankfully not due home for at least another thirty minutes, so it gives you time to take a quick touch-up shower and get into your set of lingerie before wrapping yourself up in your fluffy gray robe.

You set the small Victoria's Secret bag on the table, moving it around as you try to set up something special and sexy. You crack out and open a glass of wine for the both of you. When you hear the front doors lock turn and you feel your heart start to beat up.

At first, Ada isn't paying attention, dropping her bag at the front door and slipping from her boots.

"Y/n?" She yells from the front door, "In the kitchen, babe." You yell back and hear the light footsteps padding through the apartment. Silence, then a question, "What's this?" Ada asks, staring at the Victoria's Secret bag. "A present, my love.' You say to bring her a glass of wine with you after refilling your own.

"A present?" You nod, "Open it." You demand, waiting long enough to see the glorious expression on her beautiful face. She tears into the pink wrapping paper, and when she finally grabs the lacy fabric, her cheeks go just as red as the fabric in them.

"What is all of this for baby?" Ada asks, but when she turns to get the answer from you.

You've dropped the fluffy gray robe down to the floor of the kitchen. You're on complete display for her to see. Plush skin held in by sweet lace. Her mouth drops open.

"So we can match Ada." You murmur gently, taking a small sip of your wine. Ada smirks and bites her bottom, 'Give me a moment, my love, and I'll be right back, and we'll continue this." Ada says with a promising glint in her eyes.

Completed on: 08/05/23

Posted on: 10/21/23

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[levanterhaze]

✧ BLUE FLAME WITH JUNGKOOK ✧

→ jungkook x reader

→ word count: 2.6k

→ your noisy neighbor has been disturbing your nights, so you decide to take satisfaction. however, there is a fine line between satisfaction and pleasure.

→ warnings: masturbation, penetration, protected sex, lot of swearing, dirty talk and sloppy sex if you're not +18 please do NOT read. (i decided to write this after watching those 2 episodes of the sex life of college girls)

It was 10:54 PM.

It was the exact moment where it all began. First, there were the grunts and soft moans, then came the screams and the relentless clatter of the headboard banging the wall. And you were fed up with it.

Every night your neighbor would get some girl and end up disturbing your night's sleep. And it was derailed how the screams progressed further and further, being able to wake up the entire building. You wondered how they managed to be so loud. It was nasty.

But today was your day off. You were curled up on your comforter in your comfiest pajamas, watching a 90s rom-com and eating an extra greasy pizza when your sex maniac neighbor started the bedlam.

And every time you tried to be friendly, not caring too much about other people's sex lives, it was impossible to hear any line from the movie with that girl screaming her lungs out on the other side of the wall.

Yes, yes, Jungkook!

Oh my god, Jungkook!

At some point, you were starting to think that this guy must be a sex god so that all girls act the same way, always, all of them. Or they just faked it every time, which to be honest, was a bit suspicious.

The headboard slamming on the wall was so loud that you had to move your bed to stop yours from swaying too. Damn thin wall. The screams continued and it seemed that the girl was coming to an exquisite and long orgasm.

You walked up to the wall and threw two punches as if they’d hear over all those moans. “Can you be fucking quiet? Jesus."

Realizing you weren't going to be able to finish your precious movie, you just decided you'd better grab a coat and change and go for a long walk until the whole thing is over.

The next morning you heard giggles coming from the hallway and guessed the neighbor's girl was leaving. It was nearly seven in the morning, the time for you to go to the gym before work. Lucky that your condo has a private gym that residents could access for free.

No one was using it at the time, so you took the opportunity to do your routine exercises. Until a slender figure, dressed all in black and tattoos, appeared in your peripheral. You knew it was him, your neighbor. You happened to see him coming into his apartment the other day.

But dammit, he was really…attractive?

He gave a gentle good morning grin, revealing his lip piercing.

Jesus Christ.

You did the same, out of politeness. However, it was the ideal time to go up to him and finally tell him that he was bothering all your nights with that insane sex screaming that came from his house. You schemed how you would say it, as it's not a very nice subject and you had no other way of saying it than directly.

Jungkook was choosing some music on his phone when you slowly approached.

"Hey. You're Jungkook, right? I'm your neighbor."

"Hey. I know."

Does he know? All right, whatever.

“Look, I don't know how to say this properly, so I'll just say it. You are very noisy. Look, I understand that you love sex and you do it constantly but the wall is really, really thin. So I would really appreciate it if you could… You know…?”

You had no idea how your face felt, but you could feel the burning in your cheeks and the extreme sweat on your hands. You hate being put in uncomfortable situations where you have to step out of your comfort zone and deal with unpleasant things.

But that was a problem that needed to be settled.

Jungkook's lips draw a thin line as he bit back a smile, you can tell.

“Oh, okay. Can you lend me your phone?”

You blink a few times, wondering if you've misunderstood.

"Sorry?"

"Your number. That way you can let me know if I'm too loud."

He can't be serious.

You realize then that he is indeed being sincere when he reaches out for your phone. And you just hand him the device, being slightly distracted by the dozen drawings painted over his arm muscles.

“Thanks, I guess.” You hold the phone back and try to ignore his glare and that slutty smile that spreads across his lips when you drift away.

Almost two weeks passed and, incredible as it may seem, your neighbor seemed to have come to reality, because the insane noises had ceased for good. And you were even a little surprised, for a person who did that every day, going almost fifteen days without having sex, it seemed like a grand slam.

It was late at night and you were exhausted after working an eight-hour shift. Your friend had called to share some news about a date she had gone on extremely badly.

Until your nightmare started again.

"What the fuck? Are you watching porn while talking to me?” Your friend's voice was grossed out.

“It's my stupid neighbor. I swear to god, he’s a sex maniac. This is not normal."

"At least he is hot?" Your friend asks and you think too quickly about those muscles pressed by the black shirt. Thick, well-defined thighs in the shorts he'd been wearing to the gym. The broad shoulders… “Never mind. What will you do?"

“I'm going to stop him or call the police or something. I'll be right back, I'll call you later."

"Good luck."

"Thanks. I'll need it."

This time you were determined to make a fuss if possible. You could hear his groans from behind the wall and it was insane. You just wanted to close your eyes and go to sleep, without having to think about your extremely hot neighbor having sex right next to you.

You put on a robe and left the house. There were two loud knocks on the door and a long wait for Jungkook to answer the door. And honestly, you wish you hadn't. Because he looked like a Greek god with his long hair falling into his eyes, his shirt a little open, and his sweatpants hanging awkwardly on narrow hips.

Right. Focus. You're here for a reason.

“Good night, neighbor.” He beams sweetly, exposing the piercing, and you almost gulp strongly because he's too good-looking to be true.

“You’re doing it again.”

"Doing what?" He frowns, pretending to be baffled.

"You know very well." You point the finger at him. “I just want you to tell your friend to be quieter.I just want to sleep.”

“So I disturbed your sleep?”

"Yeah."

"Yeah?" He tongues his cheeks. “And what are you going to do about it?”

You didn't want to admit it, but an absurd heat rose in your body, spreading mainly between your legs.

“I could call the cops.” You cross your arms, trying to dismiss the flaming feeling in your body.

“Sounds like a plan.” He smiles and then looks over his shoulder. “Or you could come in.”

"In your house? With someone in there? Why on earth would I do that?”

Jungkook scowls, this time really looking stumped.

“There’s no one here.”

Oh.

Oh.

He seems to be amused by his accomplishment. “I should go back and…”

“I have good wine. You look tense. And I owe you an apology.”

OK. Wine sounds good. And you really were tense and it was because of him. And he really owed you an apology. You analyzed the situation for a few seconds before deciding that it was okay. If he really wanted to apologize, you could at least listen to him, that wouldn't hurt.

The interior of Jungkook's apartment was very clean and tidy. He appeared a few seconds later with two glasses of wine and indicated the sofa so you could both sit down. Inside, you were feeling a little bad because he was alone and the sounds you heard… That was a little too intimate.

"Then. Wine. Now the apologies.”

He drinks down his wine and then looks at you curiously.

“You missed something.” Jungkook stares at you earnestly. “You’re still tense.”

You gulp down the wine quickly, trying to disguise how sweaty you were by the way his eyes stared at you. "I’m fine. Thanks for the wine. I really need to go.” You get up quickly, but Jungkook follows you to the door.

“Or you could stay.”

He leaves the glass on the table and approaches slowly. You try to focus on his face and not that sinewy body walking towards you.

"And why would I do that?" Your voice comes out as a tired whisper.

Jungkook moves even closer and you shudder as you feel his warm breath blow over your skin. “Because you’re also disturbing my sleep.”

Fuck.

Your breathing is so shallow it's embarrassing. Your heart beats a mile a minute in your chest and you know he's noticed how much you're giving in to his charm, like magnetism. And the wine seems to loosen you up, untying all the tangles that bound your body, taking the tension out of every muscle at once.

And you feel so vulnerable. Your body is craving for his touch because your mind wanders on outrageous thoughts of Jungkook thinking about you while… It's crazy. You've always been so tired, not enough time to have a good night of casual sex, that maybe you could enjoy it. Just once.

You throw your sanity to hell and grab Jungkook's face just to kiss him. His arms envelop you deliciously and the world seems to burn with a burning desire in a blue flame. His lips are greasy and he tastes divine, the wine mixing with his essence so deliciously that you wail into his lips.

He helps you out of your robe and you can see it in the dim light as his pupils dilate at the sight of that stupid skimp nightgown, you're wearing. His hands are agile and large and you gasp as his thumbs graze the sides of your breasts and his body pushes you to the edge of the table. Jungkook slides between your legs, cupping your face and moving his lips down to your chin and then your neck.

“Jungkook…” You roll your eyes as his tongue wriggles across your skin, painfully crawling to your throbbing spot.

“Wanna taste you.” He whispers into your skin. “Wanna feel you so bad, baby. Fuck."

And you don't look out for the fact that your legs are parted so he would do anything to you. You were already sure you were past the shame stage and the alcohol was helping that aspect.

He continues kissing your skin as he squeezes your thigh and lifts the narrow fabric of your nightie to your waist. You hold back a loud sob when he touches you right where you want him. Then, Jungkook groans into your skin. “You're dripping. God."

And that was embarrassing, but what the hell. He shoves the fabric aside and you clasp the cloth of his shirt as his skin makes contact with yours. Jungkook looks at you, your brows are wrinkled and your lips are parted. It's quite a sight. He thrusts his fingers inside you, enjoying how easy it’s to slide inside you.

"Shit." You pull him closer. You spread your legs even wider, feeling your body gain immediate weakness. He touches you so unhurriedly as if he wants to see you suffer and it's nice and painful at the same time. "More."

“Need more?” He reaches until there’s no space left. And as much as he's fascinated by the sight of your pussy taking his fingers so hungrily, it's your face he focuses on. He kisses you clumsily, licks you, and sucks on your lips like he's starved for it. And he was. For you.

Your forehead sticks to his chest, hiding the rest with every eye roll. You drag him tight by his shirt, biting your lip to keep from moaning the loudest you've ever wanted to moan in your life. “Jungkook.” A restrained groan escapes your lips.

"I want to hear from you." He slows down and you look up in disbelief. “Let me hear you.”

“Please…” You plead softly, but he ignores it. Shit. "Harder, please!" Your voice comes out much stronger and he does exactly what you ask.

With his mouth, he trails kisses to your breasts and tugs at the fabric with his teeth until it falls gracefully across your shoulders, exposing your rawest skin. And his tongue devours you. He plays with your breasts, nibbles on your skin, and drives you wild.

You're almost there, your hips undulating quickly to maintain more touch.

You wanted more. You need more.

“Jungkook.” And he seems to understand your darkest desires because he pulls out a condom from God knows where and you're not surprised to see how hard he is, ready to ruin you.

Your feet are on the edge of the table and he's flattening your stomach, making you lie down.

“Shit, you’re so fucking hot.” He caresses his cock with one hand and your clit with the other, in equal rhythms. Your back arches with delectable friction and you think you're going to come right then and there, but he amazes you when he enters you. “So damn good for me.”

"My God!" You cry involuntarily and make your body shake.

His hand is pressing down on your stomach, but he's still touching your sore clit with his thumb, very slowly. He looks for your eyes to see if he can go faster and you don't hesitate to approve immediately.

He moves like a god. Hips crushing your skin, the sound of skin hitting skin. Nimble fingers traveling over your breasts. Your leg going up on his shoulders. Jungkook's long hair is damp and falling over his forehead. The tattooed arm presses you deliciously. It all felt like a lucid dream.

His whines are melodic and it makes you even more turned on knowing that he’s worshiping every moment of it just as you are. He hammers his hips harder, teeth clamping down on his lip until the skin’s whitened. There's a small crease in his forehead and you feel he's as close as you are.

You move your hips against him as much as possible, feeling that intense fire burns every cell, every inch of your body from the inside out.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Jungkook cries, squeezing the edge of the table tightly as he lunges faster and faster, barely able to withstand the clench of your pussy on his cock

“I’m gonna…” You swallow hard, your voice cracking.

"I got you. Cum for me.”

And like magic words, your body convulses underneath Jungkook's body. Orgasm hits you hard, arching your back and melting your brain to jell-o. Jungkook lays down, licking your neck and then smooching your lips, making you devour erotic mutters in a hot, slippery kiss. He groans huskily and pleasurably in your ear and you pull his hair once more, just to end the kiss.

You're both sweaty and out of breath. He's still up and inside you. He is everywhere. The hickeys on your skin, the marks on your body, and the electrifying orgasm he just gave you.

“So…” Jungkook lifts his head, brushing the hair past your face. "Wine. You’re no longer tense. Do I still owe you an apology?”

You stare into those doe eyes and a laugh reverberates in your chest.

“I think we're good.”

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[cinemastyles-backup]

Loved You First

Summary: a requested by: roryknoelle -"Could you do a friends to lovers smut with y/n and Harry, where Harry keeps seeing her date someone else, gets jealous and finally confesses. Also could you make it as dirty as possible lmao"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, jealous Harry, oral (both), fingering, slight cockwarming, slight punishment, praising, absolute filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

FINE LINE HARRY

"So." Harry says, "You have a date tonight?"

I nod, "Yeah." I look over at him, "Is that okay with you?"

He laughs, "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

I shrug, "I don't know. It seemed like there was more to it." He shakes his head and goes back to watching tv, "I just wasn't sure if we were hanging out tonight or not."

"Oh god, did we have plans to? Did I totally double book myself?" I ask in a panic. He smile and shakes his head, "No, no. I was just asking."

I let out a sigh, "Oh okay. Good. We can hang out after?"

He raises his eyebrows, "What if he wants to come back here after? What are you going to tell him about the very handsome man camping out on your couch?"

He smirks and I laugh, "Okay first off. That was very egotistical, and second off, I wouldn't bring a guy back to my place. I don't want them knowing where I live until I know them better."

I look up from washing the dishes and he's looking at the tv, "Did you hear anything I said?"

He looks over at me, "What? Sorry. You lost me after you called me egotistical." He smirks and looks back at the tv.

I roll my eyes and smile. My eyes linger on Harry until my phone dings. He looks over and I quickly look away from him. I wipe my hands on my pants and pick up my phone,

Shawn: Would you like to meet at 6 for dinner instead of 8?

"He wants to meet at six instead of eight? Is that weird?" I bite my fingernail and look at Harry.

He shrugs, "Maybe he turns into a werewolf at nine." He move his fingers up and down, "Oooooo."

I laugh, "Stop it."

"How many dates have you been on with this guy?" Harry walks up and leans on the counter.

"This will be three."

"Three? Hmm." He shakes his head.

"What?"

He shakes his head and holds his hands out.

"Harry. What?" I walk over and set my phone down on the counter, "Talk to me."

"I think.. I'm going to go to the bar tonight." He taps the counter, "Feel free to join me?"

"You know.. hold on."  I tap my screen and smile as I do.

"What are you doing? Y/N. What are you-" he snatches my phone right after I hit send.

"Does your sister want to come out for drinks with us? I have a friend who is single and we can do a double date if you want." He drops the phone and looks at me with his mouth open, "Why? What. I don't-" he shakes his head.

"Come on, Harry. We can still hang out and you can maybe meet someone. His sister is very pretty and he did mention that all she ever finds is assholes, so I kind of talked you up a little bit so please. Don't be an asshole."

He sighs, "Y/N.. I don't.. I meant alone. With-"

"I know. But going to the bar sounds a lot more fun than some boring dinner." I look down at my phone.

"So he's boring?" Harry crosses his arms, "Hmm."

I shake my head, "No, no. I just mea-"

"No no." He cuts me off, "I know. You'd rather have me there incase things go south and you need a little pick me up."

I tilt my head, "That was one time Harry." I smirk slightly, "But it was a very good time. I will say that."

"My ego thanks you." He laughs, "I'm going to head home and get ready, I guess I'll go to the bar with you and your thing. I'll be back later."

"The thing's sister, Harry. You have a date, too!" I yell as he shuts my door.

——

There's a knock on my door and I walk to it, "Coming."

I open the door and put the back of my earring on, "Hey." I say with a smile. Harry is dressed in a pair of white pants and a black half unbuttoned shirt. I close the door and turn around, eyeing him up and down.

Harry looks me up and down and walks in, "Hello to you, too." I smile and pull my dress down, "Too much?"

He shakes his head and gives me a quick, "No."

"You okay?"

He mumbles something, but I can hear what he says.

"What?"

"I said I'm great. I just need a drink." He smiles and motions to the door, "Are we ready to go meet thing one and thing two?"

I laugh slightly, "Yeah yeah. I have to grab my purse and then we can go."

——

The car ride to the bar was very quiet, which isn't normal for Harry, but I didn't push because if it was really bothering him he'd talk to me .. eventually.

"Ready?" I ask giving him a smile. He smiles slightly and reaches over to fix my hair, "You look beautiful. If he doesn't see it, he's a fucking idiot."

He gets out of the car and I get out after him, "Thank you, Harry." I nudge his arm as he opens the door for me. I walk in and stand there, looking through the people for Shawn and his sister.

He raises his hand and I wave back, "They're over there. Come on!" I yell over the music to Harry and grab his wrist, pulling him along behind me.

"Hey, you look beautiful." Shawn says pulling me in for a hug. He glances over at Harry and his face kind of falls. Harry smirks and holds his hand out, "Hi, I'm Harry."

Shawn looks down at me and slowly stretches his arm out, "Shawn." He looks back at me and smiles, "Oh." His voice is nervous, "My sister is.." his hand falls down with a slap on his leg, "Already dancing with another guy."

I frown, "Did you tell her about Harry?"

He nods, "Yeah. Yeah I-"

"Oh my god, you must be y/n. Shawn talks about you all the time." She leans in and hugs me.

She's clearly tipsy already.

"Who's your friend?" She asks biting her lip while looking at Harry.

"That's Harry, Zoe." Shawn says quickly, "Harry. Zoe."

She walks over and lays a hand on Harry's arm.

I straighten up and look up at Harry, who looks very unamused.

"You're much more good looking than Shawn made you out to be. Come dance with me?" Zoe pulls on his arm and he pulls his arm away, "I need to drink."

He keeps his eyes on me until he turns to the bartender.

"He seems very.. gentleman like." Shawn clears his throat and looks down at me, "What are you having?"

"Already got it." Harry cuts in. He places a glass in my hand, "Tequila sunrise." He smiles and winks at me.

"Oh, yeah. Cool, cool." Shawn clenches his jaw and lets out a sigh, "Why don't we go dance? Yeah?"

I look over my shoulder mouthing a "thank you" to Harry. He nods and holds his drink up and Zoe walks back up to him.

I kind of feel guilty for setting him up on a blind date.

Shawn grabs my hips with his hands and I sip my drink. He spins me around and my eyes immediately find Harry.

His eyes are set on me and only me. Zoe keeps trying to talk to him but he just shrugs and nods, not breaking his stare.

She looks over at me and gives me a mean look, moving closer to Harry with a smirk growing on her face.

Shawn spins me around and pulls me closer to him, moving his body with mine.

I suddenly feel sick, like I don't want to be here anymore. I step back and finish my drink, "I need another one."

He nods and leads me back to the bar.

Zoe is still blabbing to Harry and he nods, "Mhm." Shawn hands me drink and I sit down on the bar stool.

"So, y/n." Shawn sits down and lays a hand on my thigh, "What are your plans after this?"

I shrug and aggressively sip my straw, "I'm not.. too sure really."

"Oh well I thought you'd like to maybe come back to my place?"

No.

"Oh, well.. I actually have to be up early so.. I really wasn't planning on staying out too late." I lie, "Maybe so-"

"Ah." Zoe yells, "What the hell, Shawn. I thought you were setting me up with someone who wasn't an asshole." Zoe slams her glass down and scoffs as she walks away.

"What the hell did you do to my sister, Harry?" Shawn says standing up. Harry turns slowly and sets his glass down, "I didn't do anything, Shawn." Harry chuckles slightly, "That was the issue, apparently."

"What are you saying?" Shawn steps closer and I get up, putting my hands on each of their chests, "okay. Okay. Stop it." I look at both of them and Harry shakes his head, "Fuck this. I'm not settling for someone's slutty sister."

"You mother fu-" Shawn goes for Harry but I step in between them, "You gonna hit me too?" He sighs and steps back.

"I'm out of here." Harry grumbles and walks away.

"I don't know what his problem is, but he needs to seriously work on his shit." Shawn runs a hand through his hair, "I'm going to go find Zoe." He kisses my head, "I'll call you later."

I stand there for a a moment before I walk out of the bar. I walk down the street a few steps looking for Harry before I pull my phone out to call him.

I hear his phone ring and I jump turning towards the ally, "What the fuck is wrong with you, Harry?" I yell as I shove my phone back into my purse. He walks towards me and shakes his head, "If you're just going to yell at me, I'd rather not hear it."

"What the hell was that?" I ask but he keeps walking. I let out a groan, "Fuck. Harry." I walk quickly to catch up to him, my heels clicking and clacking against the side walk.

He stops when he reaches his car and turns around, "What do you want me to say? Hmm?" He flings his hands in the air, "I wasn't interested in Zoe.. I'm-"

He stops talking and sighs, "You know what.. not even going to waste my breathe."

"What is going on with you? Seriously Harry."

He reaches for the door handle and I put my hands on the hood of his car, "You're not going anywhere until you talk to me."

He stands there with his arms crossed.

"I tried to do you a favor and help you by setting you up with someone who-"

"Help me?" He cuts me off and laughs, "No." he shakes his head.

I sigh and shake my head, "I don't know what you want me to do."

"We'll for starters, don't set me up with your boyfriend's sister." He yells and fails to hold back his laugh.

"What did you do that caused her to make a scene like that?" I look up at him and he shrugs, "Is because I just didn't like her not a good enough answer?"

"But why didn't you-"

"Because she isn't you." He yells cutting me off.

I stand there staring at him and watch at he slowly walks over to me. I stand up from leaning on the car and turn towards him.

"She isn't you." He whispers as he walks up to me quickly, grabbing my face and pulling me in to kiss him.

Our lips move in sync as he pushes be back against the car, "I'm so fucking in love with you, y/n. I wish you would have noticed it sooner."

His lips go back to mine before I even have a chance to say anything. His tongue pushes against mine and he kisses back my jaw line, "Please." He begs, "Just let me finally have you."

I slowly look up at him and nod, "Take me home, Harry." He kisses me again and quickly opens the car door. I slide in and take a deep breathe as I pull the seat belt over my body.

"There's a lot of things I've been waiting for, y/n." He starts the car, "you being all of them."

I reach over and twirl his hair around my fingers, "Then let's cross them off." I bite my lip, "I love you. I just-" I sigh and shrug, "I wasn't sure if you were just my friend or not."

"I don't want to be friends, y/n. Since that night, I've had this.. this love for you and seeing you date other guys.. fuck." He tilts his head and sigh, "Makes me so-"

"Jealous?" I ask with a smirk.

He nods, "And so fucking pissed." He lays a hand on my thigh, "Seeing him touch you.." he slides his hand up, "Made me want to take you, lift that hot little dress up, and fuck the absolute fucking shit out of you on the bar."

His words make my breathe catch in my throat, "Harry." I whisper lowly.

"I've wanted you. For so long, y/n. I just can't sit back and watch you leave me anymore."

I unbuckle and lean over. I plant kisses along his jaw line and lay a hand on his already hard cock that straining against his pants, "I'm not going anywhere."

He moans as I palm his cock, "I promise I'll make it up to you when we get home." I lick up his neck and gently sink my teeth onto his ear lobe, "Punish me, baby. Treat me like your little slut."

He leans his head back slightly and groans, "Oh fuck, I'm going to. I promise."

I continue to kiss his neck, leaving little hickeys here and there. He moans as I grip his cock, "Almost home, baby."

I fall back into the seat and nod, "You have me so wet, Harry." I bring my dress up slightly and run a finger up and down my clothed pussy.

"I can't wait for your cock to be inside of me." I smile and bite my lip as he glances over at me. He clenches his jaw and reaches over. He slips his fingers inside the side of my panties and rubs a finger up and down my slit.

"Fuck." He groans shifting in his seat, "You are so fucking soaked for me."

His finger plays around with my folds, sliding in and out every now and then.

I moan loudly and tilt my head back, "Fuck, Harry."

He sucks in air, "My name is so hot coming from your lips." He takes his hand away and parks the car. He doesn't give me a moment to move before he's unbuckled and leaning over the center console.

His fingers find their place in my pussy, this time he isn't teasing me.

He thrusts his fingers in and out at a fast but satisfyingly pace.

I arch my back and slam my hand against the dash, letting out a pleasured scream.

Harry kisses me to quiet me, "Shh, baby. Don't want to cause a scene in the parking lot."

His hand keeps fucking me, quickly bringing me to, what I assume is, the first orgasm of many. I whimper against his lips and he chuckles, "No one can make you cum like I can."

I nod, my chest rising and falling quickly, "Only you, Harry."

"Only me. Now, come on." He slowly pulls his fingers out and fixes my drenched panties. I slowly spin around and set my legs on the floor. Harry opens my door and helps me out.

He pulls me over and kisses me, "I can't keep my hands off of you." He presses his cock into my leg, "Fuck." He shuts the door with a slam, "Come on."

I follow him up to my door and he unlocks it with his key, not letting go of my hand. He pulls me in and my back meets the door as it slams shut.

He drops to his knees and pulls the wet fabric down my legs. He pushes my dress up and lifts my leg as His mouth attaches to me and I let out a gasp, "Fuck. Fuck." I grab the door knob and grab a fistful of Harry's hair with my other.

He moans against me and nudges my clit with his nose, "Mmm."

"H-Harry." I already feel like I'm going to cum again, "Fu-" I whimper and push my head into the door, "Fuck." I moan and roll my hips on his tongue.

"You taste heavenly, y/n." He groans as he stands up. He places a hand around my neck, his fingers slowly squeezing the sides. He kisses me and I moan as I taste myself on his tongue.

"Don't you taste good, sweetheart?" He whispers, "I could eat you all day."

I nod and moan at his words.

He slips his hands behind me to my back and slowly unzips my dress and quickly takes it off my body.

He takes a step back, his eyes scan over my naked figure and he smirks, "I've missed seeing you like this."

I bite my lip and watch him as he admires me.

He unbuttons his shirt the rest of the way, shrugging it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. He kicks off his shoes and undoes his pants.

I look down at his cock that's straining against his boxers and I step towards him.

"Let's go somewhere that's more comfortable for your knees, baby." He holds his hand out and I take it. He leads me up the steps and as soon as we reach the top, we're on each other making out as we back into the bedroom.

I kick my heels off before falling back onto the bed, "Fuck." He groans as he takes his boxers off. He pumps his cock a few times and crawl up and lay on my stomach, "Let me."

Before he answers I take his cock in my mouth. I work the tip with my tongue and his breathe hitches and he moans. "Fuck, y/n."

I wrap my hand around him, stroking him, "Does that feel good, daddy?"

His snaps down quickly and a smirk grows on his lips, "It feels amazing, baby." He brushes a hand over my hair, "Now keep doing it." He pushes my head back down onto his cock and he lets out a groan, "Fuck, yeah baby."

I bob my head up and down and reach up to gently massage his balls. He lets out a gasp and bucks his hips, "Sh-shit."

He pulls back, "You're going to make me cum, and I really don't want to end the night this early." He smiles and walks around to sit on the bed. I turn my body and lay on my side, "How do you want me?"

He smirks and leans back against the headboard. He motions for me to come to him, "Any way I can get you." He whispers as I straddle him.

I drag my fingers down his chest and stomach and wrap my fingers around his cock, holding it as I slide down onto him. I bring my hand up and lay it on his chest, "Harry." I breathe out.

He bites his lip and grips my hips, "That feel good?"

I nod quickly, "Yes."

He brushes hair from my face, "Don't move."

"W-what?"

"You heard me." He smirks and tilts his head back and rests it, "I'm punishing you. Remember? So you're going to sit there for a little bit and I'm going to admire how fucking sexy you look on my cock."

I whimper slightly, "no, please."

He smirks, "Uh huh."

I dig my nails into his shoulders, "Harry." I whine, "Please."

"If you move, I'll make your wait longer for my cock and I know you want it so bad." He reaches up and plays with my nipples, "I love you."

I look at him, forgetting what we're doing for a moment and smile, "I love y-you." He thrusts his hips up gasping me to gasp, "Harry."

"Say it again. I love when you say it."

He grips my hips and slowly rocks them on his cock. The teasing has my brain fuzzy, "I-I.." I moan, "I love.. fuck.. I love you." I wrap my arms around his neck, "I love you."

He presses his lips to mine and slides a hand up my back, "I've waited to hear you say that." He kisses down my neck, "Now fuck your self on my cock, baby."

I quickly start to bounce, moaning loudly against his neck, "H-Harry."

He moans and holds me tighter, "Fuck."

He lets me ride him for a little longer before he leans me back, "Bend over." I nod and roll off of him, getting onto my knees. I slowly bend over and rest my head on the bed.

Harry positions himself behind me and brings his hand down on my ass cheek with a hard slap before he grips my hips.

I let out a whimper and he pushes himself into me, "Fuck."

He pulls out and thrusts in hard which causes me to let out a scream, "Fuck."

His thrusts are hard and slow and his moans are loud.

"You sound so hot, Harry." I moan pushing my hips back to meet his. He trails a hand up my back and wraps my hair around it, "Do I?" He groans as he pulls me up so my back meets his chest, "You like it when I moan for you?"

"Yes daddy." I moan, "Fuck, yesyesyes."

"Only for you, huh?" He pulls my hair and pushes into me, "Hmm?"

"O-only for me." I repeat, "Only me."

"You're damn right baby." He starts to thrusts again and rests his head on my shoulder, "Fuck." I reach back to grab his wrist but he takes my arm and pins it against my lower back.

He reaches around and his fingers wrap around my throat with his other hand.

I bite my lip and my moans are slightly muffled.

"Your pussy feels fucking good squeezing around my cock." He moans, "Fuck."

I whimper and my eyes roll back as I cum again.

"Again? Look at you, sweetheart. Keeping daddy's cock wet." He lets go of my throat and his thrusts slow down. He lets go of my arm and rolls me over, leaning down to hover his body over mine, "You're going to make me cum soon, where do you want it?"

I lean up and kiss him, "Where ever you want me to have it."

He smirks, "Good answer, sweetheart." He slide aback in and groans, "You're so good to me." He interlocks his fingers with mine and pins my hands above my head.

I wrap my legs around his waist and arch my back, "Fuck. Fuck." I moan and tilt my head back.

"Y/N." Harry breathes out, "I-I.. you need to.. un-"

I tighten my legs around him, "I want all of you."

He smirks and his head falls slightly as he groans one final time. He squeezes my hands as he cums.

He lifts his head and shakes it's while looking at me, "You.." he laughs slightly and gently let's go of my hands.

"Hey, it seemed like a good idea at the time, okay." I laugh and shrug, "Nothing we can do about it now." He nods, "You're right. Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?"

He reaches out and brushes my cheek with his thumb. I shake my head and lay a hand on his, "No. I'm okay." He leans in and kisses me, "You know. I should probably ask just to make it official."

I tilt my head, my head still slightly fuzzy.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I smile and nod, "Yes, Harry. Only if you'll be my boyfriend?" I laugh and he smiles.

"I think I can do that." He leans in and kisses me, "I really do love you."

I look down at him and run a hand through his hair, "And I really love you." He smiles and gets up and walks over to my dresser, "Here." He pulls out a shirt and throws it to me.

I unfold it and smile, "When did you put that in there?" I slip his shirt on. He shrugs, "Earlier today. I knew you liked it so much, so." He slips on a a pair of sweats he had in the bottom drawer and I laugh, "When did you move in?"

He shrugs, "I'm always here so."

"No, no. I'm not complaining, that's actually smart." I stand up and he holds up a lace pair of panties, "Wear these ones please? And no pants." He winks.

"Give them here." I smile and shake my head, "Spoiled is what you are, Harry. Spoiled." He walks over to me and holds me, "I know. I know. But. I'll make you something to eat in return."

"Oh okay, now I'm spoiled. Please do."

We walk downstairs and I laugh as I seen the trail of clothes going from the door to the steps.

My phone rings in my purse and I grab it off the floor and get it out, "Oh shit."

"What babe?" Harry asks peaking his head out from the kitchen.

"It's thing one calling." I roll my eyes and toss it onto the couch. I go to walk away and it rings again. Harry walks out with a smirk and picks it up, "She's busy."

He chuckles and hangs up, "Took care of that for you."

He tosses my phone down and pulls me with him to the kitchen.

"Thank you." I say looking up at him. He gives me a kiss, "Anything for you."

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[angelltheninth]

When someone finds out you read smut

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[dumb-little-baby]

Zade just knows what to say to a girl heart and… pussy 😩🖤🌹

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[uhuma1]

taking resquest!: they can be any type of reading like smut, fluff, angst, and etc, but please be patient I put my whole heart into these for your liking!

warnings: fingering

featuring: rengoku, giyuu, sanemi, L, Aizawa nanami, kazuha, ayato, diluc, xiao, heizou, and more…

just imagine your comfort character…

we kiss passionately, only feeling pressure on my chest pushing me down on the cushions of our shared bed, as they observe everything not missing an inch of my body I get all shy and look at them and feel myself getting more desperate. I dragged them down with me as we continued the kiss, they were on my side when I felt a pair of fingers press on my folds. I moaned in the kiss feeling furious wanting to close my thighs but were forced open by them getting on top of me feeling their fingers more in than before. I moaned loud and kissed them harder, I hugged their waist with both my arms and legs while they added another finger continuously going faster, I broke the kiss only receiving a string of saliva while earning such a hard eye contact back at each-other not breaking it. As they added another digit I moaned straight at their face non stop, feeling my climax as I laid my head back as I felt them lay their head on my shoulder while moaning next to their ear. I played with my cunt feeling my climax more than before "fuck..~" I moaned feeling the bed rock a little while my hips moved by its own but at the same time their extra hand caressed my breast and pinched my nipple. I couldn't think straight I didn't care if my next door neighbors hear my moans, I only cared of how my lover honored me in this special night. I played even faster with my cunt and felt my climax hitting me moaning loud enough for them to hear, as well as feeling my juices coat my lover's finger's, I lay down exhausted as my partner rest right next to me, licking their fingers afterwards finishing and proceeding to hug me... sensing a cover on my skin, a warming sensation wrapping my partner's body as well as mine hearing a heartbeat as I dozed off to it...

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[call-me-a-simp]

Heal My Wounds

Honeymoon And Kink talks (part 33)

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.

It's a week after your marriage and it's your first night on the Bahamas where you will spend your honeymoon.

You're laying in bed as Rhea comes out of the bathroom, where she just brushed her teeth. She grins as she walks over to you.

"What got you smiling like that?" you tease her and put down your phone to welcome her in your arms. She lays down half on top of you and you wrap your arms around her. "You know.. I didn't pack just clothes and stuff.."

You already had an idea in which direction this would go, but decided to play dumb to tease her a little more. "What do you mean?" you ask. "Come on you know exactly what I'm talking about. Like, you know I like experimenting in bed with you..?" she says kinda carefully.

"Yeah.. So..?" you smirk. "Oh come on y/n" she punches you lightly. You laugh and respond "of course I do babe, so what do you want to try this time"

Her face lit up at those words, seeing you were open to at least listen to her idea was already more than she expected. She got up and sat on top of your thighs.

"Okay so.. God how do I say that, it's kinda.. You know.. Almost embarrassing.." you giggle at her words. Normally Rhea wasn't the shy type at all, so if she acts like this it gotta be something serious.

"It's okay, you can tell me anything, you know that. I also won't laugh, I promise!" you say, resting your hands on her hips.

"Okay uhm.. You know what kinks are right?" she wants to know. You hum. "Okay so, I-" she sighs "I kinda have this mommy-kink you know? So I wanted to ask if it would be okay for you to call me mommy in bed" she doesn't make eye contact the whole time, being too embarrassed about what she just told you.

You surpess a laughter "you know, the funny thing is I got that kink too, I'd really like calling you mommy" you grin at her widely.

Rhea raises her head in shock but it quickly turns into happyness and she squeals, hugging you so tight you almost can't breathe.

"was that all you wanted to tell me?" you laugh as she releases you a little again. "Well, most of it, I also brought a new strap on which we could try if you'd like or- oh oh, I got this new thing which I saw on tik tok, wait let me show you" she quickly gets up and walks over to her suitcase.

She pulls out something that looks similar to a strap on. "So this is a grinder, you can put in on a pillow or someone's thigh and then grind on it as the name already says" she smiles.

"Looks interesting, definitely better than a strap on, let's try it" you wink at her. Her face lights up even more with excitement and she immediately crawls back on top of you.

"d'you like dirty talk too?" she smirks "Yes, mami" you say with a special emphasis on mami. "Oh, we're already learning, good girl! And now be a good little slut and strip for Mami!"

You try to get up but she stops you and firmly grabs your chin "What do you say if I ask you something?" "Sorry, yes mommy" a satisfied smile claims rhea's lips and she let's go of you. You're now on top of her and begin to take of your clothes, making sure to go extra slow just because you like seeing her suffer from your teasing.

She eventually can't hold herself back anymore and flips you over, ripping your remaining bra and panties off. You're slightly shocked but didn't expect anything else at the same time.

You pull her up into a passionate kiss and slip your hands under her shirt, fumbling to get her bra open. Rhea sits back up and quickly throws off her shirt and bra.

She leans back down leaving hickeys along your neck and down your chest. You carefully grab a handful of her hair, not wanting to hurt her just yet. "Excuse me" she jokes "You're supposed to just lay there and let me do the work princess" you both giggle.

"ye ye whatever, I want you to take off your shorts Mami, let me see that ass" you grin. "Oh so we're making requirements too now" she smirks but does as you wished.

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Honeymoon smut as requested by @babybatlover but not in one part cause you little whores gotta suffer 😈🥰

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[thewritersaddictions]

Day Twenty-Two: Bucky Barnes + Thigh Job

It had been to long since you had even seen Bucky. First it was a mission that they needed to go on, and then when they had gotten back you got just enouhg time to give your boyfriend a kiss and a flat hug.

Before Steve was dragging him away, "remember you said you wanted to go on a fishin' trip when we got back release some of the pent up enegry on something good." Steve said as he patted Bucky on the shoulder. You gave Bucky a sad look, and he retuned it.

Now that had been two weeks ago. The last time you two had laid together in the same, hell since you had even talked to him. You really needed to talk to him about getting a phone so you could at least call him.

The night Bucky left for his fishin' trip with Steve you were already aching. Panties soaked through with antipation that had been clouded and shoved away when Steve wisked your boyfriend away from you.

You laid in bed without your boyfirend and groaned in frustration. You hadn't been able to do a lot of things because Bucky was gone. Hell you missed him like crazy, and you hoped he did to. You yawned as another wave of tiredness washed over you.

You really aren't sure when you settled in to Bucky's side of the bed. When your hand had slipped under the sheets, and pushed aside the wet cotton panties you were wearing. You just know that the feeling of your fingers ever so gently passing over your clit coverred in your own slick made your head fall back and into the pillow.

You came that night not as hard as usual by any means, so used to Bucky's thick, and rough fingers. Regardless you came with Bucky's name on your tongue, and your cheek in his pillow.

A week later when Bucky came walking into the bedroom. He held a doppy smile on his face, but smelt of fish and year old jerky. You looked up from your book, eyes scanning over the edges of your glasses.

"Decide to come back home to your girlfriend." You teased. He turned dropping both his work duffel, and his other personal bag from the boys trip. "You know I know you Y/n." He said, walking over to the side of the bed.

You shook your head, "I can…" Bucky went to say, "You smell Bucky, you need a shower." You weren't teasing him, so he frowned down at you. "Sersiously then you can love me all you want, but you need to take a shower." You said pressing a hand into his taunt tummy, and pushing him away.

He was in and out of the shower within minutes. "Baby!" he whined as he walked back into the bedroom. A white towels wrapped aroind his wasit every so loosely. Enough so you could see his v-line, and some short hairs.

"Better now?" Buckys drawl coming out. You nod your head, returning your attention back to your book. Bucky stood there for a moment. Normally a little tease here and there would put you right in the mood. Like water in his hands, but soemthing was off.

Bucky walked away confused and worried. "Baby?' he asked, sadness and worry in his voice. "Hmm." You hummed not bothering you to even look up. "What's on your mind dove?" He asked you. "I… Nothing I just missed you is all." Your tone has defintly dropped since the tease words you spoke to Bucky just a few minutes ago.

Bucky looks at you. "I missed you too doll." He says as he dress in sweatpants, and lays in bed next to you. You sit in silence with each other. "Baby." Bucky whispered real close into your ear. Shivers ran down your spine.

"Can I make it up to you?" Bucky asks his voice a little whiny, but you think for a moment. Normally if Bucky is making it up to you it's over dinner, or giving you gifts. "How Buck?" You ask him curoius about he's thinking about.

"How about I take care of ya? Take care of my good girl?" Bucky offers, and the thought intrigues you. You've missed him in more then one way. "Okay." You mumble. Bucky's face lights up with excitment, and his sweats grow tight.

Your boyfriend is also so sweet, and gentle with you. Sometimes you wished that he waqs rough, harder whenever the two fo you fucked. "Bucky plea-please" You moan out as Bucky sucks on your swoolen clit. Bucky looks up through his long, dark lashes. Popping off your clit, "What do you need baby." He drawls rubbing circles into your hip bone.

"Just… can we try something?" You ask even though your throughly fucked out of your life. You catch your breath, and explain to Bucky what you want to do. "Where'd you see this?" He asks first. You aren't caught, just have to explain yourself out of this one. "I… you were… and I was…" Bucky's hand lands on your cheek and realize that he climbed up the rest of your body in your mumbled words.

"I'm just teasing, I know you missed me cause I missed you doll." Bucky whispers up agasint your lips. The two you switch spots on the bed. Bucky leans his back into the bed frame, and waits for you. Bucky's large thigh lay out in front of you as you take a gentle seat. Shoving his between your plush thigh and infront of your bare, wet cunt.

The head of his cock bumping ever so slightly into your clit made you almost moan out strings of curses. You watched as Bucky thrusted his cock between the plush fat of your thighs. "Oh fuck…" "So soft, so fucking warm…" Bucky moaned out as he continued to pinsted his cock between your thighs.

You watched with awe, and as you bounced on his lap you leaned into the warmth and hands that wrapped around you.

Completed on: 08/06/23

Posted on: 10/22/23

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[cinemastyles-blog]

Come On, You Got It.

Summary: an anon request on Wattpad - "Personal trainer Harry???"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, oral (both), finishing in readers mouth, fingering, squirting, hair pulling, choking, filth

BOXER HARRY

"Come on, love. Give me a few more then we can take a break." Harry says as he leans around the punching bag, "You got it. Just a few more, please."

You sigh and drops your glove covered hands to your sides, "I'm tired, Harry."

He chuckles at your whining and shakes his head, "Fine. Go get some water."

You smirk as you undo the Velcro with your teeth and it makes Harry's eyebrow twitch. He runs his hand over his face as he walks over to grab his white boxing gloves off of the bench.

You walk over, sitting down as you grab your water bottle. Your eyes stay on him as he moves over to in front of you, "Can you wrap my hands?"

You know damn well Harry can wrap his own hands, but you don't argue. You grab the wrap from his grasp and move his hand to how you want it.

You've been training with Harry for months now, and you kinda of have a thing for him, so you know exactly how he likes it done.

"You're a fast learner." He jokes as his eyes follow your hands. You glance up at him and his eyes meet yours, "Only been doing this for how long."

He smirks as he brings his wrapped hand up, inspecting it, "Damn near perfect."

You scoff, "That is perfect."

"I know." Harry hands you his gloves to help him get them on, "I just like getting you riled up." He winks and you can feel your face get warmer, "Shut up."

"Make me."

Your head snaps upward and you sigh, "I could kick your ass any day." You squeeze your water bottle, squirting water in your mouth.

He watches as water dribbles down your chin and he quickly wipes it away with his thumb, "I'd like to see you try."

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"Come on, y/n." Harry walks around the bag, admiring your punches, "You got it. Jab cross, jab cross cross." He nods in approval and grabs the bag, holding it still.

You step back, wiping sweat from your forehead onto your arm, "How was that?" He leans out around and smirks, "Good, that was good. But.."

You tilt your head as you take your gloves off, "What?"

He steps out from behind the bag and crosses his arms, "Still don't think you can beat me."

You raise your eyebrows, "Mm. I see."

"What?" He laughs as you walk to grab your water, "Come on. Loser buys dinner."

You turn to look at him before putting your gloves back on, "You are so on, Styles."

He grabs his gloves, putting them back and walking over to the mat, "C'mon." You smirk as you walk over, standing infront of him, "Ready to lose?"

He tilts his head and shrugs, "I should be asking you that."

You both get ready, moving around in a circle as you wait for your moment to strike. You used the combos that you learned today and end up popping him right in the nose.

By total accident.

"Oh my god.. are you okay?" You rest your glove over your lips as you step towards a doubled over Harry, "Hey I'm so- whoa!" You let out a slight scream as Harry flips you, pinning you to the ground.

His body is slightly pressing against yours and you look at him from over your shoulder, "Hey now."

He rolls you over onto your back and pins your arms down by your biceps, "Hey now." He says in a mocking tone which makes you laugh.

His eyes move over your face as he licks his lips and smiles, "So whats for dinner?"

"A knuckle sandwich if you don't let me up." You fight back a smirk but fail as he helps you stand up. You take your gloves off and unwrap your hands as you think, "Whatever you want is fine with me."

He nods, "I'll think about that while I shower."

You bite your lip and nod as you bend down to grab your bag, "Alright." You look at him with a smile before you disappear into the locker room to shower.

The whole time, the thought of you and Harry being the only ones in the gym settles into your mind.

You push them away but each time they come back, they're stronger and dirtier than the last.

You walk out, drying your hair off with a towel.

"About time." Harry says with an over exaggerated groan, "I'm starving out here." You laugh, "Sorry. I wanted to make sure I didn't stink like sweat."

He laughs, "Girls and their long ass showers."

"Hey. Can't hate it if you haven't tried it."

"What? A shower with you?" He raises his eyebrows and it causes you to stumble over your words, "Wh- no i di- not what I meant, Harry."

"Again. I just like to get you going." He chuckles and throws his bag over his shoulder, "I just have to stop over here at my office quick, so just give me a sec."

I nod and follow him over, watching as he sits down at his desk. His fingers tap the top as he tries to remember why he went in there.

"What are you looking for?" You ask as you lean against the door frame. He blows out air and leans back in his chair, "Come here."

Your heart starts beating fast as you step in and walk over to him, "What's up?"

He bites his lips and looks up at you, "So.." he laughs slightly and shakes his head, "Nothing, we can, uh. We can just go get dinner."

He stands up and you put your hand on his chest, "No. Finish what you were going to say."

He looks down at your hand planted flat on his chest and back up to you, "I want you."

His words make you freeze for a moment, but only because you were sure if he'd ever go for you, he is your trainer and all.

"Really?" You bite your lip and slowly slide your hand down his chest, slipping your fingers into the band of his shorts, "Because I want you, too."

In a quick motion, he spins you and sets you on his desk, "Glad we feel the same." He pulls your shorts and panties to the side, slowly slipping two fingers into you as he watches your face scrunch up with pleasure.

He slides his other hand up and grabs the back of your neck, "You're so fucking hot." He crashes his lips onto yours, swallowing your moans as he thrusts his fingers in and out quickly.

"Fuck, fuck. Yes yes yes." You whine out as you push your chest forward.

"Fuckin' hell. Thats it, baby." Harry groans as he watches the liquid drip from his hand and off your body onto the floor, "Never had anyone do that before."

He looks at you with a proud expression, "That was fucking perfect." His lips find their way to yours but he quickly kisses down your next and drops to his knees with a grunt, "need to see if you taste as sweet as you look."

He hooks his arms under your thighs, holding your shorts and panties to the side as he just goes for it. You throw your head back, moaning as you rest your hand on the back of his head, "Fuck, Harry."

He hums as he works his tongue in and out of your pussy, causing you to gasp and move your hips forward, "Shit, h-Harry."

Your legs lock over his shoulders and he has a tight grasp on your thighs keeping them spread as he devours you.

"I'm gonna cum.." you announce in a breathless whisper, "Shi-" you let out a loud moan, knocking stuff over as you grasp the edge of the desk.

Harry continues to eat you out through the high of your orgasm, causing your legs to shake and jolt with each time his nose bumps your clit.

He leans back, looking up at you as he continues to grip your thighs, "You taste heavenly, baby."

He moves one leg off your shoulder, kissing up to your knee as he sets it down and he gives your other leg the same treatment before standing up.

He slips his shirt off, now, you've seen Harry shirtless multiple times, but it never fails to take your breath away.

You lick your lips, still panting from the tap orgasms back to back, "You are so fucking hot."

He smirks as he pushes his sweats down, "Yeah?"

You nod and reach out for him to come closer. He smiles and moves in, resting his thumb and pointer on your chin, "Pretty sexy yourself, love."

You slip your fingers into the band of his boxers as he kisses you. You slowly pull them down and wrap your hand around his cock, pumping slowly as you make out.

"Gonna get it wet for me?" He asks smirking against your lips. You smirk back and nod, "Of course."

He steps back, helping you down off the desk before he  rests against the desk. You kiss down his chest, over his torso, and down the one v-line until your chin rests on his cock.

You plant little kisses from the base of his cock to the tip and wrap your lips around. Harry is in awe watching you so what you're doing, he doesn't say another word.

He just moans, slightly loud as you start bobbing your head in a steady rhythm. His hand rests gently on the back of your head, but pushes every so often to tell you he wants you to take him all in.

You take a deep breath through your nose and relax as much as you can before sinking your head all the way down on him.

"F-fuck, thats.." he groans and tilts his head back, "That's it."

You pull off, a string of saliva connecting you to his cock from your bottom lip. He looks down, bringing his hand around to swipe it away, "Up."

You move to your feet and he pulls you into him, kissing you roughly as he spins you around, planting you on the edge of his desk, "Thought about this the moment I seen you throwing those punches."

You smile and bring one foot up to rest on the desk, "Mm." He pushes your shorts and panties to the side and nods, "You're a fucking natural out there."

His compliment makes you blush slightly but that's quickly forget as he slips the head of his cock past your folds and into you. You gasp, digging your nails into his shoulder, "Harry."

He licks his lips before parting them, watching as his cock disappears inside of you fully. Your eyes roll shut and you moan out at him stretching you, "So big."

He smirks and grabs a handful of your hair, "You like that, huh?"

You try to nod, but the grip Harry has makes you unable to, "So fucking much."

He pulls his cock out slowly before thrusting back in, quickly building up to a harsh, but very pleasurable speed.

"Fuck." Harry groans and grips your throat with his other hand and pushes his cock fully into you, "You're going to make me cum."

That comment makes you feel incredible.

He shakes his head, smiling as he leans down to kiss you. His hand that's holding your hair, moves to hook under your thigh, bringing it up to his bicep.

He starts thrusting again, squeezing your throat slowly as he watches your face, "Does that feel good?" He rests his forehead against your temple and you whimper out a quiet, "Mhm."

"Where do you want me to cum?" He leans back, letting go of your neck, "I'm close." His thrusts slow down a little and you lay a hand on his arm that's holding your leg, "Mouth."

He moans as he pictures you on your knees, cum on your tongue and he pulls out, "Fuck, okay. Okay."

You move down to the floor, resting on your calves as you stick your tongue out, waiting for him. He jerks his cock a few times, moaning out as he watches it pool onto your tongue, sliding back towards your throat.

"Such a pretty girl." He breathes out and taps his cock on your lips as you close them to swallow. He stares down at you, smirking as you stick your tongue back out to show him that it's gone.

"Dirty girl, too." He smirks and rubs your cheek with his thumb, "Come on. I'll buy dinner tonight." He winks and helps you stand up.

He pulls you in by your waist and kisses you. You smile and laugh slightly against his lips, "Before we do that, I need to change."

"Oh yeah?" He chuckle, "Why's that?"

You roll your eyes and push his shoulder gently, "You know exactly why, Mr. Styles." You walk over and grab your bag, shuffling through to grab a new pair of panties and shorts, "Could have just taken them off."

He shrugs, "I'll take them off next time."

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[cinemastyles-backup]

Golden

Summary: Harry invites y/n to where they're filming his Golden music video and things get steamy

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, semi public sex, fingering, unprotected sex, fluffy filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

HS1 HARRY

I look around, still in the most absolute awe about where Harry brought me.

Amalfi Coast in Italy.

It's absolutely beautiful, but I gotta say, there's just one things that absolutely tops it.

And that's Harry.

I rest my chin in my hands as I watch Harry lean up against some rocks for some photos. His arms are crossed and he's wearing this adorable yellow hat with floral print pants.

He looks amazing. Tanned and tattooed. The sun gleaming on him at just the right angles, fuck.

He gets me so turned on without even trying, and he knows it too.

He glances over at me and smirks slightly. He gives me a thumbs up and tilts his head. I nod and smile, giving him a thumbs up back.

He smiles and goes back to looking at the camera, glancing over at me every once and a while.

Eventually, they wrap up the photo session, and Harry walks over to me, "Hey."

"Hey." I stand up and look up at him, "How was your shoot?"

He smiles and shrugs, "Good." He holds his hand out, "I want to show you something."

I take his hand, "Okay." I smile and look down at my hand in his, "Where are we going?"

He looks over at me and smiles, "Just come on."

Harry never let's go of my hand once the whole time we talk to where he's taking me.

"Here we are." He motions, "This was one of the spots I shot my video at and the whole time.." he chuckles slightly, "I kept thinking about bringing you here."

I smile and I can feel my cheeks getting red, "Oh, wow. It's.." I look out at the gorgeous colored water, "It's beautiful." He steps in front of me, "I knew you'd like it."

I look up at him and he cups my cheeks, "Thank you for coming with me."

I lay a hand on his, "I wouldn't have missed this for anything."

He leans in and gently presses his lips to mine, "Want to go for a swim?"

I nod, "Yes."

He takes off his pants, surprisingly having short on underneath, "Smart." I say with a laugh as I lift my tank top over my head.

His eyes flicker over my body and up to my eyes, "Yeah, well, with shooting here and there. I just-" He laughs, "I guess it was smart."

I kick my shorts off and cross my arms over my stomach, my insecurities getting the best of me. Harry walks over and gently touches my arms with his hands, "You don't ever have to cover up around me."

He kisses my forehead and gently pulls my arms away, "You're absolutely stunning, love."

I let my arms drop and I smile shyly, "Thank you." I whisper quietly.

He tilts my chin up and kisses my lips, "Are you afraid of heights?"

I tilt my head, "Huh?"

"Have you ever been cliff jumping?" He continues to stare at me and I slowly shake my head, "No."

"Do you want to?"

I nod my head, trying my best to not show how scared shitless I just got.

He tilts his head, "Are you sure? We do-"

I cut him off, "No I want to." I laugh slightly, "I've always wanted to." He kisses my head and grabs my hand, "Well only go to the small jump first."

He leads me up the path to the first cliff and I slowly look over, "This is a small jump?"

He laughs slightly and shrugs, "Yeah, I guess so."

I take a deep breathe and grip his hand tighter, "Can you jump with me?" He nods and pulls me close to him, "Of course I can. Whenever you're ready, y/n."

I close my eyes and take a deep breathe again, "Okay."

"When we jump, keep your legs straight, okay?" He walks me up to the edge and interlocks his fingers with mine, "You can do it! I'll be right there with you."

I smile and nod, "One, two, three, jump. Okay?"

"Okay. You count off."

I start to count and next thing I know I'm in the air, going down to the water. I let out a scream and hold my breathe before we hit the water.

I start to panic because i let go of Harry's hand and now I can't find him.

I come up to the surface and calm down, spinning in circles looking for Harry.

He swims up behind me and wraps and arm around my waist, "Hey. Hey. I'm right here."

I spin around and wrap my arms around his neck, "That was.. exhilarating." I laugh, "I can't believe I did that."

He smiles at me, "You sure did, come on let's go to the more shallow end." He swims us over to the rocks and stands up, the water just below his shoulders.

"Thank you for making me do that." I swim closer to him, "I wouldn't have done that if you weren't with me."

He smiles and holds his arm out, "You did it." I walk over to him and he lifts me off the ground, his arm tight around my waist.

I bite my lip and gently trace his tattoos on his arm, "You know.." I look up at him and he slowly looks over at me, "What?"

"We could.. go back to the hotel.. and you can help me relieve all the sexual frustration you caused me today."

"Sexual frustration?" He smirks, "I was just-"

"Exactly." I glance up at him and slowly slide my hand across his chest, "Seeing you.. be you.. it's enough for me t-"

He pushes his lips against mine, kissing me with passion. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

He slides a hand down between our bodies and slips it into my suit bottoms, his finger toys with my clit and I gasp against his lips.

He walks us up and sets me down. He lays his pants out for me to lay on, "Here so the rocks don't scratch your back."

I smile and lean up to kiss him. I sit down and he leans down, slowly laying me back as he moves above me, "That okay?"

I nod and cup his face, "Perfect."

He bites his lip and his hand goes back down to slip inside my suit bottoms, sliding his two fingers up and down my slit.

I bite my lip and close my eyes, moaning as he slips them inside. I arch my back and grip his arm as he slowly pumps them in and out, "That feel good?" He asks lowly.

I open my eyes and nod, "Yes." I breathe out, "So good."

He leans down and kisses my neck, I search for the hand of his shorts and untie them. I slip my hand in and gently squeeze his cock.

Quiet groans escape Harry's lips, "Fuck."

I gasp and clench around his fingers, "H-Harry."

He nods, "Go ahead, baby."

I cum around his fingers and dig my heels into the rock below me, "Shit."

He takes his fingers out and brings them up to my lips. Before he says anything, I wrap my lips around them and he watches in awe.

He pulls them out and reaches down to slip my bottoms off. I take my hand from his shorts and lift myself up slightly. He sets them aside and takes his shorts off, getting back on top of me

"I don't have anything, do you still want to?" He asks looking at me.

I nod, "It'll be okay." I smile, "I trust you."

He nods and positions himself. He moans as he slides inside of me. I gasp and dig my nails into his arm, "Fuck, Harry."

He leans down and kisses me as he thrusts slowly, "You feel so good." He whispers, "You look so beautiful."

I smile and bite my lip as I wrap and arm around his neck, enjoying every second of how good Harry makes me feel.

Our lips move in sync as he slides his cock in and out, in and out.

We share moans and gasps and I whimper as I can feel him fucking me to my orgasm. I moan and tangle my fingers in his hair.

He moans as I tug, "Shit, y/n."

I clench around him and I let out a loud moan. His thrust become slower before he pulls out, releasing onto my stomach.

He pants and shakes his head, "Fuck."

I lay there, trying to calm myself down as my chest rapidly rises and falls.

Sex with Harry is always great, but that, that was more.

"Here, you can just use these." He picks up the other pant leg and gently wipes my stomach off. I grab him before he goes to pull away and I press my lips against his, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For loving me the way you do."

He smiles and brushes hair from my face, "You don't have to thank me for that." He kisses me and hands me my bottoms, "Let's go back to the hotel."

He winks and I smile, knowing that it's going to be a long, but love filled night.

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[fucksh1tsposts]

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"ugh I'm so bored.. u don't have any dirty magazines" Aomine groaned. "Aomine how dare you it's kurokos birthday spend time with him and us" kise pouted, but then a mischievous smile grew on his face and he grabbed Aomine's phone."What the hell you brat!" He growled at him as the blond typed furiously."hey guys can we stop for a sec" Midorima said. "Aomine join us" kuroko was smiling slightly, clearly wanting to include him in the conversation."Fineeee" he whined, dragging himself up off the couch and over to them.Kise handed him his cellphone which displayed a picture of 'y/n'. "who is this pretty lady on your phone Aomine" kise asked innocently. "No one, just a classmate from my class who helps me with my homework" "wait hold on" kagami said while snatching the phone. "what is it kagami" kuroko questioned. "that's my sister" kagami sighed. "She's not really my sister she's my cousin. She's an orphan too" "oh I see" kuroko replied. "anyways Aomine back off her she's not interested" kagami added handing his phone back. "oh please I bet I can make her fall for me in less then a week" Aomine smirked. "oh really Aomine" kagami said dryly."even is that was to happen I would kill you in the first hour"kagami added. "is that bet" aomine smirked. "yes and you will lose" kagami glared at him."oh god" kuroko sighed. "here they go" kise said rolling his eyes as aomine started flailing dramatically at kagami.

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[levanterhaze]

✧ VELVET HAZE WITH NAMJOON & JIMIN ✧

→ namjoon x jimin x f. reader

→ word count: 3.5k

→ you have two reasons to be incredibly happy. and these two will show you how much they love you and worship your body in a velvet haze.

→ warnings: masturbation, penetration, protected sex, lot of swearing, dirty talk, oral sex (fem. receiving), overstimulation, if you're not +18 please DO NOT read.

Namjoon worships you.

It was true. He loved laying eyes on you, watching your every move even from afar. Your smile widens when your eyes meet. The softness of your skin, smooth as silk, makes his hands curl into fists because they crave to touch you. His heart misses the beat a little, deepening more than it should when seeing your body move with so much mastery, delicacy, and sensuality.

And it reminds him of when he first laid eyes on you, at a local library in Seoul. You were looking for something specific and Namjoon, as a good consumer and book lover, praised your choice. You talked for almost forty minutes until he invited you for coffee, which turned into fiery sex in his apartment, not far away.

But Namjoon knew you had to be his from that day on. Something inside him, twisting with its grip on his body, his heart. The way his body reacted when you were near, it was so much more than sparks flying, it was unprecedented, something you only experienced once in a lifetime.

Then he eyed you from afar, dragon eyes devouring you so slowly, you could feel in every cell how he wanted you. The flaming lights of the club were vicious and overwhelming, washing your bodies in incandescent shades.

A small trail of sweat trickled down your temple, your body simmering with every movement, burning with Namjoon's gaze and Jimin's not-so-discreet touches on your exposed skin. The music was electric and he was right behind you. Touching you, feeling your skin against his, letting everyone see that only he could do this.

He and Namjoon.

It wasn't complicated. When you met Namjoon, it was intuitive. You guys bonded instantly and you were a little surprised when you found out he was sharing the space with his best friend Park Jimin, a guy with flaming pink hair and a sassy attitude. He had caught your eye, not just because of his undeniable charm, but because he and Namjoon together were like an open flame that you coveted to burn.

Jimin had his lips plump on your neck, right at the beating point of your heart. The sizzling tongue and warm breath on your skin were like heaven. And he goes to great lengths to make you roll your eyes right there. Jimin liked to put on a little show when he knew Namjoon was watching. His hand slid down your thigh, slightly lifting the skimp and useless fabric of your dress, his eyes glued to Namjoon who was sitting not far away, legs slightly apart, tongue poking his cheek. Oh, he knew what he was doing.

You could feel his gaze even with your eyes closed. Marked you like a gold tattoo, pricking and painting your skin most erotically and dangerously possible that you loved. In your mind, this night could only end one way and you wanted everything to go exactly the way you wanted it to.

The music ended up changing and your feet were aching from the high heels. Jimin held your hand and insisted that you should have water because it was too hot and he had a lovely way to take care of you. Before going to the bar to buy your drink, he pulled you in for a slick, slow kiss, with tongues and teeth and sighs and giggles in between. Namjoon was right there, less than a meter away, watching everything.

"I'll be right back," he says casually, his voice warm and husky against your skin. Before leaving, he darts at Namjoon.

You still feel a little unhinged by Jimin's lips, but as soon as your eyes met Namjoon's, your whole body seemed to gain firmness again. He looked at you mesmerized and you felt your heart race at the sight.

Namjoon wasn't a boy, he was a man. A broad-shouldered, muscular man, his face defined as if he'd stepped out of a Roman sculpture. He's tall and broad and handsome and you know what's in store the moment he holds out his hand, the silver rings shimmering in the colored lights. He holds your hand gently but pulls you close until you are where he wants you to be. Both legs wrapped around his body, in his lap.

You delight, feeling your body throb with desire because you can feel him bursting with the hunger to touch you. You can deduce it very well by the nonsensical volume in the tight pants he's wearing. You rub yourself a little and he hisses something inaudible. Wide, warm hands touch your exposed thighs, rough fingers circling your skin so gently you hold back a sob, wondering if he was any rougher. But Namjoon likes to take his time, slowly, and enjoy every second with you. And it's a contrast to Jimin. 

While Namjoon is the midnight rain, Jimin is a full tornado storm.

And when he brushes you, everything seems to flare in rouge. Namjoon lifts your dress almost until the audience can see what you hide underneath it. No one is looking and he wouldn't let anyone else lay eyes on what's his. But for the moment, his mind goes numb and all that matters is the heat of your body in his crotch, your wetness soaking through your panties and making him feel it through the thin, delicate fabric. Goddamnit. He wanted to put you on top of that table and leave you all fucked up, begging for more.

He presses his thumb to your tender spot and you bite your lips, rocking your hips to feel his skin where you want it. Namjoon plays with the edge of your dress, lightly scratching your skin and squeezing your ass underneath the cloth.

You want him so much that it comes to be exhausting.

His eyes watch yours in rapture. He’s maddened by the greed glowing in your eyes like a slight flame growing in the dark. Your lips reddened and parted, begging to be captured in a kiss, as if you could be saved for that.

Your hips move subtly, just trying to keep the contact that Namjoon makes sure is minimal because he wants to see the flash of desperation on your face. You clenched involuntarily and he can feel your muscles tightening every time this happens. The thought of having him inside you as you squeeze makes him crazy.

“Namjoon.” your voice is so daring that another time you would be ashamed of how needy you are. “Take me home, please.” your lips brush his. Namjoon’s on the verge of delirium. Everything about you turns him on, your voice, your body, your damn strawberry smell that's everywhere in the house, on the furniture, on the bed, on him, on Jimin. Everything about you drives him crazy.

You feel the presence of someone behind you, but you don't turn around because you know it's Jimin. His body sends waves of heat down your spine and when he presses his groin against your body, you gasp, feeling how hard he is too. Jimin strokes your hair like a kitten and runs his nimble fingers down to your breasts, where he discreetly rubs them, hardening your nipples with a touch that's not at all exaggerated. You pant, wide-eyed, body undulating on Namjoon's rigid body.

“Our girl wants to go home.” Namjoon rests his hand on your thigh and looks suggestively at Jimin. You don't have to look at him to know that a mischievous smile is playing on his lips.

And by the look Namjoon gives you before he gets up, you know that tonight, you're doomed to a one-way ride through hell.

On the way home, the fifteen minutes in the uber seemed like a cruel forever. Namjoon's hand on your thigh drove you insane, his skin seemed to burn like fire. And Jimin would caress your other leg, drawing little circles with his fingertips and you'd stare at his distant, impassive face as if he wasn't upping the ante with each passing minute.

The feeling of despair when you got home was staggering. Jimin locked the door and turned on the lights and you couldn't count half a second before Namjoon put his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you in for a kiss. Your stomach dropped, feeling sparks and butterflies and all that electrifying madness every time he kissed you. Namjoon's strong body covered yours, his hand on your waist guiding you through the house until you were in the room the three of you shared. Jimin removed Namjoon's blazer from your shoulders, brushed aside your hair, and delighted in your exposed neck.

And once again you found yourself there, between the two of them, being taken up and worshiped by your two men.

You feel their misery, their lips colliding with your skin, and that unsettling feeling inside you begging to be released. Namjoon sucks your lips, grinds them, and plays the way he wants. 

It's his turn to delight in the red lips, the taste he's addicted to.

Jimin haste to slide the straps off your dress and make it fall in one piece at your feet. He squeezes your bare waist, digs his nails into your skin, and kisses your spine in short, wet kisses to your ass. You involuntarily rear up your body and he smiles at how needy you are. Your panties are useless right now, soaking wet from the moment Jimin laid his lips on you in that club. But he takes his time, loving the way the fabric clings to your moisture-sensitive skin. He slides his finger across your fold and the friction makes you wail into Namjoon's lips.

You hear Jimin's delicious, evil laugh reverberate off your skin when he bites you. The fabric slides down your legs as Namjoon advances to your neck and crawls his tongue across your collarbone, tasting your purest there.

Jimin strokes the inside of your thighs, now standing behind your body, he watches Namjoon devour your lips. And he watches the exact moment when he inserts his curved fingers into your pussy. Your head tilts, falling onto Jimin's shoulders, lips parted, making Namjoon swallow back the weak, shy moan. His fingers went in and out extremely easily, given that you were too wet to be true. Namjoon pulls away for a second just to take off his shirt and goes back to your swollen lips.

The moans progress with each attack of Jimin's fingers in your cunt and Namjoon captures each moan muffled by the kiss, delighting in the way they reverberate in his body, going directly to his cock. “You squeeze me so good when he kisses you,” Jimin whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe and pulling towards him.

You were no longer aware of what your body was capable of doing. There's a glitch in your senses. Everything felt electrifying and your legs were turning to jell-o. Jimin was fast and agile and he loved making you whine while Namjoon was kissing you.

“I'm going to come if you keep going…” your voice was worthless, but you needed to sign. Your body was scorching, reaching the most luscious stage.

“I'm not done with you yet,” Namjoon whispers into your lips and cups your face, squeezing your cheeks so you can see him. “I want you to cum on his fingers while you look at me.”

I didn't need more. Namjoon knew exactly what he was doing when he uttered those words. An intense cry escaped your throat and you reached for something to lean on, because Jimin's fingers rubbed into your pussy and the orgasm flooded your body, making your body snake between the two of them. Your eyes rolled back, vision blurred, and all you could hear was Namjoon's voice saying "Alright, I got you." while holding you by the waist.

“Are you okay, baby girl?” Jimin brushed the strands of hair from your face, caressing your skin affectionately. You just mumbled yes slyly and hid in the crook of his neck. Jimin kissed your cheek, squeezing the edges of your body. “Prove it. She tastes divine.” you were still leaning on Jimin when he brought his fingers to Namjoon's lips, making him lick your juice, your pleasure, running through his fingers, mixing with Namjoon's saliva and tongue.

Your chest rose and fell sharply and you were reacting to them.

Namjoon groaned into Jimin's fingers. “So good.”

Jimin chuckled as he felt your breathing hitch again. “Our girl is so needy.” he grabbed your breasts, massaging them slowly and pleasurably. “What should we do with you, hm?”

You could win the lottery a thousand times over and nothing would ever compare to this. Jimin and Namjoon treated you like royalty. They both enjoyed giving pleasure, watching you squirm under their skin. And you liked being used most of the time, like you were a mere object of pleasure to them, like a little slut desperate to be handled. It was an intricate relationship of yours, but oh how you loved every second of it.

"What do you want? Use your words, baby. This is all about you.” Namjoon outlined your lips with his thumb.

"I want you inside me." Namjoon grinned at the sweet way you said it. “I want so much. You two."

You've done a lot of things before and most of the time together. Namjoon didn't care if you had sex with Jimin without him and vice versa. It was a thrill for him to know that the two people he loved were giving each other pleasure in this way. Jimin took good care of you, he knew how to touch you, and he knew how to please you uniquely way too. So a lot of times he just watched. Watched Jimin fuck you so madly in such fucking exceptional ways, he came just watching you two. And it was breathtaking to see how he managed to take you to the apex. You always rewarded him after that by taking every bit of him and letting him have yours too.

This time, Namjoon sat with his back on the headboard with a condom on and you sat between his legs. You were already without the heels and he was without the clothes. Jimin was getting rid of his pants, leaving it to your imagination how hard he was. You could feel Namjoon's cock in your ass, solid as a rock and it just drove you mad, yearning with him inside you.

Namjoon opened your legs and caressed your body. He was so strong you loved touching every muscle of him, feeling his strong abs behind you were incredible. His fingers trailed down to your pussy and you bit your lip hard as he massaged your clit unhurriedly, making your back arch. Jimin salivated at the sight. Your legs spread, your wetness making Namjoon's fingers glisten as your skin was rubbed so damn good. Your body already convulsed in Namjoon's lap, not knowing how long you would take it, as you were already fragile to the previous orgasm.

“My god, you’re so fucking hot,” Namjoon whispered in your ear. “Look at that pussy. So ready for me. My little slut, want my cock that much?” his voice is husky and manly against your skin and you lift your hips, rocking rhythmically into his palm.

Jimin is at the foot of the bed, touching himself patiently, watching you whine and purr in Namjoon's arms. You want to touch it too, put it in your mouth and feel it spurt down your throat, but at the moment, you can barely move unless it's so Namjoon can keep rubbing your clit until you flare with lust.

“Please, fuck me now.” you plead in a long cry, your voice euphoric.

Namjoon spares no effort when he places himself in your pussy and fills your walls with his big, thick cock. You cry out his name over and over, feeling like he's ripping you apart. Namjoon is stoic, he holds your hips and takes it slow, slowly pushing into you, at a slow pace that is painful for both of you.

He moans precipitously. “Good girl.” he thrusts his hips faster and you go into a frenzy. “So good for me.”

Namjoon slides into you and Jimin is glued to both of you. He positions himself on the bed and he’s tempted to touch you where skin meets skin. He wets his lips and leans down to capture your lips. It's a little arduous since you're wobbling it repeatedly, but once he's done, his hands go straight to your perky breasts and he pinches, rubs your skin, and makes you groan loudly, into his lips. Jimin sips in your throaty moans, as well as the tear that runs down your cheek when you feel Namjoon go deeper and hit your most raw spot.

“Keep going, please, please…” you request and Jimin obliges. He wants to see you fall apart in joy until your last breath is consumed by it. His tongue wraps around you in a snarl and Namjoon bites his lips down hard as you squeeze his cock. Jimin knows what he's doing, his kiss leaves you soft, like honey. And Namjoon gets electric frights all over his body when you squeeze your pussy around him. He curses under his breath and concentrates on going faster because he's so close to the apex.

Jimin lowers his hand slightly to the middle of your legs and touches your swollen clit with his fingertips. You flinch, clenching yourself around Namjoon again, and you both cry loudly. You're so exposed, you almost can't take it anymore. Jimin grins devilishly and does it one more time and his eyes watch as your body sways disastrously to keep up with not only Namjoon but him as well. You're as spread out as possible, bobbing up and down, wiggling around, your body is dripping with sweat and Namjoon is groaning hoarsely that if you keep doing this he'll come right now.

Jimin's palm covers your cunt, labia, and clitoris and he massages fast, easing the orgasm that was already on the edge of the abyss.

“Shit, shit, shit!” you yell, for the whole building to hear how good your men fuck you. “Jimin… Namjoon… Fuck!” your moan is so titillating that Namjoon can't take it, he oozes a second later, squeezing your body, bringing you close to his, and moaning so dirty in your ear that your orgasm comes half a second later, your body snaking so hard that Jimin has to hold you to keep you still.

"Holy shit," Namjoon says as he brushes his hair out of his face. He is trying to recover right behind you and he leans down just above your head to kiss Jimin. The man who’s so large and strong seems to melt on the lips of the youngest with pink hair. You stroke Jimin's stomach, merely touching his cock, feeling Namjoon's chest flutter as he kisses him in a messy kiss.

“That was so fucking hot.” Jimin utters as soon as he pulls away from Namjoon's lips. He smoothes your trembling legs and Namjoon lays you down on the bed, only to get up and get rid of the condom. "Are you okay, baby girl?" his voice is so steady and endearing, you feel like crying.

He just gave you the biggest orgasm of your life and he still asks if you're okay.

“We made a mess of you.” Namjoon approaches. Jimin agrees. “I think we need to clean you up.”

You don't know if you can tolerate anything else. But just seeing Namjoon approach again, kneeling on the bed, your skin burns with a craving for him. You still want to feel Jimin throbbing inside you, but they surprise you when they start kissing your ankles, then your thighs, your inner thighs, all the way down to your swollen, sore cunt. Jimin and Namjoon's tongues meet your flesh and you bite back a moan, feeling your legs go limp once more. This time you won't hold out for long.

You grab both of them by the hair pulling them closer to you while you widen your legs for them. Namjoon licks your pussy greedily, while Jimin works calmly and sucks your flushed skin, nibbling and kissing Namjoon when their tongues meet on your skin. They devour you, inch by inch, until you instantly combust, until your body is nothing but embers and the remnants of what you once were.

No phenomenon could compare to this. Your two men are between your legs, eating you as if their lives depended on it, giving you all the pleasure you deserve until your breath fails. And when you come once more, they take every trace of you, kissing your wet, sore skin. They take care of you and kiss you tenderly, making sure you're okay.

Namjoon cleans you up and holds your hand as he leads you to the shower, followed by Jimin.

And under that velvety haze, the burning crimson and lust in your skin, you love each other once more and vow your love, because this would be forever.

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