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poohsources · 2 years
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🐝  *  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.   (  nsfw  !  in  honor  of  sinday,  have  another  random  assortment  of  sexual  sentences  and  actions.  sidenote,  your  muse  =  sender  and  my  muse  =  receiver.  add  *  to  reverse  the  action.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses. )
❛  i can’t stop thinking about you.  ❜ ❛  i’m gonna make you scream my name.  ❜ ❛  you won’t be able to walk straight after i’m done with you.  ❜ ❛  you like it when i talk dirty to you, don’t you ?  ❜ ❛  i’m planning to turn you into a dripping mess.  ❜ ❛  you make me so horny i can’t think straight.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking about bending you over that table and just having my way with you.  ❜ ❛  you’ve been a bad girl / boy, and deserve a punishment.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna come for me later ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve been touching myself to the throught of what you’re gonna do to me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy ?  ❜ ❛  i want you to take control.  ❜ ❛  you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all this teasing, right ?  ❜ ❛  if there weren’t so many people watching us, i’d already be on my knees in front of you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve got a suprise planned for you later.  ❜ ❛  tonight is gonna be all about you.  ❜ ❛  i’m wearing some nice new lingerie for you.  ❜ ❛  do you see how hard / wet you’ve already made me ?  ❜ ❛  your moans are music to my ears.  ❜ ❛  i don’t normally do this, but you bring out this craziness in me.  ❜
[ PALM ] ― your muse palms my muse’s penis / breasts through their clothes. [ NIBBLE ] ― your muse gently nibbles on my muse’s earlobe. [ SEDUCTION ] ― my muse whispers dirty nothings into their ear. [ FRENCH KISS ] ― your muse kisses my muse with tongue. [ WATCH ] ― my muse starts to masturbate in front of your muse. [ CLOTHES OFF ] ― your muse helps my muse undress. [ WALL ] ― your muse pins my muse against the closest wall. [ GRIND ] ― your muse teasingly grinds against my muse. [ SEXTING ] ― my muse sends your muse a dirty text / picture. [ VIBRATION ] ― your muse controls a sextoy my muse has inside of them. [ MASSAGE ] ― my muse gives your my a sensual massage. [ BLINDFOLD ] ― my muse makes your muse wear a blindfold. [ FLASH ] ― my muse ‘accidentally’ flashes your muse. [ SUCK ] ― your muse sucks on a banana / lollipop in front of my muse. [ STRIP ] ― my muse gives your muse a strip tease. [ DANCE ] ― my muse dances seductively for your muse. [ TIES ] ― my muse ties your muse down on the bed. [ SPANKING ] ― your muse spanks my muses’ ass. [ PORN ] ― our muses watch a dirty movie together. [ LAP ] ― my muse sits on your muses’ lap and teases them.
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tragicxensemble · 2 years
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Slowing Falling (Asleep)
Fluff
TW/CW: domestic Emily :)
Disclaimer/Summary: “Hey, you okay?” Prompt being used. Reader falls asleep after a long day. I couldn't think of another name for the title 😭.
F/f/n = favorite food name
Ps: None.
Wc: 347
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Coming home from work is always so tiresome. Fatigue immediately hit you as you stepped into the door of your shared apartment. You kicked your shoes off at their designated spot before doing to change out of your ‘work clothes’. After changing, you plopped onto the couch in your living room and turned on the tv to watch a movie.
You checked your phone every once in a while to chat with your girlfriend. Your eyes started to get heavy and before you knew it you were asleep. Hours had gone by and you were awoken with a slight nudge. “R/n. Hey, wake up.” you just barely heard Emily’s voice as she attempted to wake you up.
“Mm.” you mumbled as you stirred awake. “Hey you.” Emily smiled when she saw you open your eyes. “Hey.. How long was I out for?” you yawned while you stretched. “Maybe 6 hours? It's around 2 am.” Emily says as she get on the couch to cuddle with you. You must have been really tired today. I called your name a million times before you woke up.” She started as you shared the blanket with her.
“Yeah. I'm just pooped out from today. I got some groceries earlier and I guess that tired me out.” You said as you relaxed into the brunette. She smiled as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. “ I saw that you were watching a movie,” she spoke, “it must have been so good that it knocked you out.” She joked.
“Why don't we watch it again. Since I can barely remember it.” you asked as you grabbed the remote to start the movie over. “I bought dinner because I knew you'd probably be hungry.” Emily says. “Really? What did you buy?” you tipped before running to the kitchen to discover the mystery meal.
“F/f/n! Oh my gosh thank you so much!” you squealed from the other room before taking the meal and eating it in the living room. Who knew Emily knew you so well? “Alright fart face, let's watch this movie.”
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nightprompts · 11 months
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&. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
(  happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )
❛ you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ❜
❛ you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ❜
❛ i want to fuck you so badly. ❜
❛ i want you to fuck me so badly. ❜
❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜
❛ please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ❜
❛ you can call me whatever you want, baby. ❜
❛ be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ❜
❛ we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ❜
❛ that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ❜
❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜
❛ your body was made for mine. ❜
❛ you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ❜
❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜
❛ have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ❜
❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜
❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜
❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜
❛ i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ❜
❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜
❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜
❛ come in me. i need you to fill me up. ❜
❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜
❛ we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ❜
❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜
❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜
❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜
❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜
❛ i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ❜
❛ so good for me. look how much you came. ❜
❛ i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ❜
❛ it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ❜
❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜
❛ i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ❜
❛ i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ❜
❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜
❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜
❛ do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ❜
❛ as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ❜
❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜
❛ someone's needy. ❜
❛ you taste like heaven. ❜
❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜
❛ i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ❜
❛ you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ❜
❛ you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ❜
❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜
❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜
❛ was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ❜
❛ is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ❜
❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜
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appocalipse · 3 months
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kiss prompts
feel free to use any of these. ♥
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"Kiss me." "What?"
"Of course I want to kiss you."
"What if I kissed you right now?"
"If you didn’t want things to change, you shouldn’t have kissed me."
"I really, really want to kiss you right now."
"Can I kiss you?"
"On a scale of one to ten...how mad would you be if I kissed you right now?"
"I never said I didn't want to kiss you."
"I think I deserve a kiss."
"I can't stop thinking about the last time we kissed."
"I've been waiting for this kiss since the moment I laid eyes on you."
"You kissed me! You kissed me, how's that not a big deal?"
"You kissed me, remember?"
"I'll give you a kiss if you can guess what I'm thinking right now."
"You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be okay."
"Just one kiss, that's all I'm asking for."
"You can tell a lot about a person by the way they kiss."
"Are you daring me to kiss you?"
"What's stopping us from just kissing right now?"
"I can't believe you kissed me like that."
"I can't stop thinking about that kiss."
"Don't look at me like that if you don't want me to kiss you."
"It's just a kiss, what's the big deal?"
"Let's make a deal, one kiss and I'll do whatever you want."
"You kissed me back, so don't act like it was all me."
"Do you still remember our first kiss?"
"Why do we keep pretending we don't want to kiss each other?"
"You're making it really hard for me not to kiss you right now."
"Let me show you what a real kiss feels like."
"If you kiss me, I promise I'll stop teasing you."
"No goodnight kiss for me?"
"If you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask."
"I think we need to talk about that kiss."
"Kiss me and then tell me you don't feel anything."
"You're jealous, just admit it, you want to be the one kissing me."
"Do you ever think about that drunken kiss we shared?"
"How can I focus on anything else when you're kissing me like that?"
"Just because I'm drunk doesn't mean I don't mean it when I say I want you to kiss me."
"Another kiss like that and I won't be held responsible for my actions."
"You say you don't love me, but you kissed me back like you did."
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rpdemon · 8 months
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🌶️ smutty starter prompts
🔞 adults-only prompts for spicy interactions. content warnings for bd/sm kinks, rough kinks, bodily fluids, etc. nsft below! all prompts are written under the context of mutual consent.
( wash ) - our muses have sex in a shower ( splash ) - our muses have sex in a bath ( cramped ) - our muses have sex in a closet ( auto ) - our muses have sex in a car ( cook ) - our muses have sex in a kitchen ( camp ) - our muses have sex in a tent ( fly ) - our muses have sex on an airplane ( tracks ) - our muses have sex on a train ( float ) - our muses have sex on a boat ( luxury ) - our muses have sex in the back of a limousine ( sand ) - our muses have sex on a beach ( desk ) - our muses have sex in an office ( glass ) - our muses have sex next to an open window ( stare ) - our muses have sex in front of someone else ( trees ) - our muses have sex in a wooded area ( skyline ) - our muses have sex on the roof of a building ( up ) - our muses have sex on a balcony ( dress ) - our muses have sex in a fitting room ( record ) - our muses make a sex tape together ( join ) - our muses engage in mutual masturbation ( fabric ) - our muses have sex while clothed ( tug ) - my muse pulls your muse's hair ( pull ) - your muse pulls my muse's hair ( close ) - my muse edges your muse ( cliff ) - your muse edges my muse ( smooth ) - my muse gives your muse a massage ( relax ) - your muse gives my muse a massage ( fixation ) - my muse worships your muse's body ( worship ) - your muse worships my muse's body ( ogle ) - my muse watches your muse masturbate ( witness ) - your muse watches my muse masturbate ( rub ) - my muse gives your muse a handjob ( stroke ) - your muse gives my muse a handjob ( oxygen ) - my muse chokes your muse ( tighten ) - your muse chokes my muse ( rope ) - my muse ties your muse up ( restraint ) - your muse ties my muse up ( cuffed ) - my muse handcuffs your muse ( clipped ) - your muse handcuffs my muse ( sit ) - my muse sits on your muse's face ( seat ) - your muse sits on my muse's face ( lick ) - my muse performs oral sex on your muse ( suck ) - your muse performs oral sex on my muse ( smack ) - my muse spanks your muse ( spank ) - your muse spanks my muse ( heat ) - my muse drips hot wax on your muse ( drip ) - your muse drips hot wax on my muse ( hungry ) - my muse licks food off of your muse ( taste ) - your muse licks food off of my muse ( claim ) - my muse puts a collar on your muse ( territory ) - your muse puts a collar on my muse ( edge ) - my muse holds a knife to your muse ( blade ) - your muse holds a knife to my muse ( rough ) - my muse facefucks your muse ( thrust ) - your muse facefucks my muse ( teeth ) - my muse bites your muse ( chomp ) - your muse bites my muse ( pet ) - my muse is your muse's pet for petplay ( tail ) - your muse is my muse's pet for petplay ( pour ) - my muse gives your muse a golden shower ( wet ) - your muse gives my muse a golden shower ( accident ) - my muse wets themselves in front of your muse ( mistake ) - your muse wets themselves in front of my muse ( mouth ) - my muse spits on your muse ( tongue ) - your muse spits on my muse ( swallow ) - my muse swallows your muse's cum ( mouthful ) - your muse swallows my muse's cum ( splat ) - my muse cums on your muse's face ( face ) - your muse cums on my muse's face
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seidenbros · 1 year
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“How about you put these lips to work instead of just talking all the time?”
“Will you stop talking, or do I have to make you shut up?”
“Don’t hide from me. Let me see you!”
“I need to feel you… Now!”
“I had a dream about you last night. Woke up hard/wet. Wanna hear about it?”
“Are you gonna be a good girl/boy for me?”
“Care to elaborate why you are going through my drawer and what you’re planning to do with that vibrator?”
“Now, now, don’t play shy now. Let me hear you!”
“You taste like heaven, and I can’t get enough.”
“Stop wiggling around, I’m trying to sleep! Wait… what’s tha… oh!”
“Fuck… just… right there! That feels so good!”
“Feel what you’re doing to me? That’s all because of you!”
“Take off your clothes. Slowly. I want to watch you.”
“I know you said no marks… But what if I put them where nobody except for me will see them?”
“You act all innocent and look so sweet, but I know what a dirty mind you really have.”
“We have to be quiet. If you make a sound, I’ll have to stop!”
“You tell me to stop teasing you, yet you moan all the time.”
“When I tell you to sit on my face, I want you to sit, is that clear?”
“Oh no, don’t stop on my account. I’m really enjoying the view.”
“I don’t like being told what to do, unless I’m naked. So can we move that to the bedroom?”
“Can I watch you?”
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ghostmemesource · 9 months
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👻୧‿︵‿︵ dirty whispers sentence starters
send in one of the prompts below for my muse’s response. content is very nsfw.
❝ I want to feel all of you. ❞
❝ I want you so badly. Please. ❞
❝ Don't stop touching me there. ❞
❝ You make my heart beat so fast. ❞
❝ I can feel your heart racing. ❞
❝ The thought of being inside you makes me so hard. ❞
❝ The thought of you being inside of me makes me so wet. ❞
❝ Tell me where you want me to touch you. ❞
❝ I'm going to rip these panties off. ❞
❝ Don't cum until I tell you to. ❞
❝ I'm going to cum. ❞
❝ I want to taste you. ❞
❝ I can't get my mind off of you. ❞
❝ Put your fingers inside of me. ❞
❝ You're so tight and wet. ❞
❝ You make me hot to the touch. ❞
❝ I got goosebumps from your touch. ❞
❝ Spread your legs for me. ❞
❝ Do you want to feel my tongue between your legs? ❞
❝ Bite me harder. ❞
❝ I'm so wet. ❞
❝ Tell me I'm your daddy. ❞
❝ I can feel you trembling. ❞
❝ Do you want more, baby? ❞
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temptthefates · 2 years
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TYPES OF BONDAGE.   (  nsfw !  an assortment of ways to tie up a muse. add * to reverse the meme. feel free to adjust any of these to fit your muse or scenario and feel free add as much detail as you want !  )
[ KNEEL ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a kneeling position. [ TANGLED ]   ―  for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a suspended position. [ BOUND ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver up with shibari in a face up / face down position on the bed. [ SHIBARI ]  ― for sender to tie up receiver with shibari in a position of sender’s choice. [ NEON ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver up with neon / glow in the dark rope. [ SUBMIT ]  ―  for sender to tie receivers wrists / arms together with rope. [ DENY ]  ―  for sender to tie receivers wrists to the headboard with rope. [ ARREST ]  ―  for sender to handcuff receiver's wrists behind their back.  [ HEADBOARD ]  ―  for sender to handcuff receiver’s wrists to the headboard. [ BELT ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver’s wrists together with their belt. [ CUFFS ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver’s wrists behind their back with leather cuffs. [ LEATHER ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver’s wrists down to the bed with leather cuffs. [ EAGLE ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver down on the bed in a spread eagle position.  [ COLLAR ]  ―  for sender to put a collar on receiver and tie the leash to something ( headboard / support beam / table leg / etc. ) [ FORMAL ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver’s wrists together with their tie. [ CHAIR ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver to a chair ( with rope / cuffs / handcuffs / etc ) [ SENSUAL ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver up with silk ties. [ GIFT ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver up with ribbon, like a gift. [ RESTRAIN ]  ―  for sender to bind receiver in any way they chose ( spare slot for you to write your own prompt )
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twelvegods · 9 months
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sentence starters under the cut !
“it’s simple and fair. you took my family from me. so i take whatever’s left of yours.”
“oh, do your worst. wreck me. ruin me. i’ve already been through hell and back. i must admit, you’re kind of boring.”
“you’re not god. or a god. you bleed, you hurt, you sin. and so, if i drive my blade through your heart, would it make you feel human. i wonder.”
“you can’t fight me, your leg’s broken so sit down and let me—” — “touch me and i’m going to break my other leg kicking your ass.”
“i know exactly who, and what, you are. i know what you’ve done. it’s probably in your best interest to keep your mouth shut or i will gut you.”
“two people named after the stars fall in love under a blanket of constellations.”
“i was never in love with you, just the idea of you.”
“it’s six in the fucking morning, you’re not having vodka.”
“she’s hiding behind the sofa like a bloody cat.”
“you can’t keep running off like that! do i need to put a leash on you?” — “not my kink. holding your hand will do just fine.”
“pick a hell and rot there.”
“love is scientific. made up of chemical reactions and neurons firing. and science, proven time and time again, can be manipulated.”
“did you just... hiss at me?”
“i can’t keep kissing strangers, pretending they’re you.”
“what are you... are you seriously throwing forks at me right now?”
“i’m only here to establish an alibi.”
“in their prime, they could take us all with just one hand.” — “and now?” — “two hands.”
just a bunch of... sentence starters? dialogue prompts? i have written down from years ago. i don’t remember where any of them came from so if some aren’t exactly original, know that i don’t claim them as mine. most of this is though. i think. will add to this in the future should i be shot in the face with inspiration and sudden productivity.
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tragicxensemble · 2 years
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✧──── ・ 。゚★: *.✦ .* :★. ────✧
Wrong Number (Part 2/?)
Coworker!Emily Prentiss x Newbie!Fem!Reader
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TW/CW: (SLOW BURN SMUT)
R/f/n - reader’s full name (first + last)
R/n/n - Reader's nickname
Disclaimer: My writer's block is kicking my ass right now. ;-;.
Ps: My inbox is open to all requests. ^u^
Wc: 1.3k
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I woke up the next morning, as the sun spilled through my curtains, causing me to try to adjust my eyes to it. I stretched and sat up looking at the clock on my bedside table. I had just enough time to get ready for work and make myself breakfast.
Just as I was about to get out of bed my phone rang. "Agent R/l/n?” I answered. “Good Morning R/n. This is Emily.” Emily spoke on the other end. My heart skipped a beat as I quickly sat up.
I had almost forgotten the memories that happens the night before. Emily had given me her number personal number beside her work number.
“M-Ms. Prentiss! Sorry, I’m just waking up. Do you need anything?” I stuttered. Emily chuckled, “No. I don't need anything. I was just asking if you wanted me to pick you up so that we can head to work together. How does that sound?” Emily offered? “Oh wow! That would be great! Thank you, Ms. Prentiss!”
Emily cleared her throat before speaking, “I’ll pick you up in 15 minutes.” I agreed and then hung up. I immediately got ready and hurried to make myself some coffee. After finishing my coffee I received a call from Emily.
“Agent R/l/n.”
“Hey, R/n. I’m outside.”
“All right! I'll be out in a second.”
I hung up the phone and grabbed my bag and keys. I made sure to lock the door before walking up to the black SUV. “Morning Ms. Prentiss. Thank you again for picking me up. I appreciate it.” I gleaned. Emily responded, "No problem. I remember how my first day was. It takes a while for the team to warm up to the newcomer but you have nothing to worry about." I nodded.
The car ride was silent, as there wasn't much to talk about except the case that was coming up. Even though we had merely just met, the older woman’s company was rather calming. Just before I knew it we were at the building. Emily parked her car and headed to my side to open the door while I was gathering my things.
“After you R/l/n.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Walking into the building was kinda nerve-racking, only because today would be the official first day on the team. I’m not the only one who noticed this. As we stepped into the elevator heading to the bullpen, Emily says, “I know first days can be difficult but you’ll make it to the end of the day.”
Somehow her words were comforting in a way. I mean she's been in my shoes before when she join the Bau. All I could say was, "Thank you," Before the elevator door opened. I felt my stomach drop a bit as I followed Emily to the bullpen.
Coincidentally my desk was in front of hers which was relieving. We began working on the case. It was kinda hard trying to focus because of the older woman sitting across from the room. Shoving those thoughts to the back of my head, I decided to focus on the task at hand.
I mean, she wasn't too bad herself. She was very pretty. Surely she was a sight for sore eyes. Hotch calls us into the conference room, to gather for a new case. While walking there I'm met with a woman and a man already at the table. "R/l/n, this is David Rossi, another new member of the team." I go to shake the man's hand.
"It's lovely to meet you, David.” He smiles as I walk away. I'm then greeted by an energetic blonde. “Hi! I’m Penelope Garcia, the team’s super-duper and fantastic tech analyst. It’s nice to meet you.” I go to shake her hand as well before taking a seat down in one of the unoccupied chairs.
The rest of the seats started to fill in a few seconds later. We began on learning ab the details of the case before we head out to the jet. I was glad the Hotch had paired me and Emily up together, as he notices that she took me under her wing.
It was obvious that I was not a big fan of flying. Had it not been for me working for this job then you’d never see me on the jet. I'd always get very lightheaded and queasy whenever I would fly for vacations, due to the sudden change in the gravity and air pressure.
Nevertheless, I guess you could say it was still one of my irrational fears that I could never conquer. Luckily the flight wasn't that long but I still would dread for the flight back. The unsub had been abducting middle-aged women in their late 30s then releasing them miles and miles away from their homes, and civilization in general.
We figured the unsub was a spree killer and wouldn't stop killing until he has the surrogate that he was killing for. We also found out the person that he was trying to recreate was his mother who died on their farm due to an unexpected break-in when he was only 10.
It was sad to hear but that's how the job was. We had to make the world a little safer for those who wanted to live in it. The danger is evident everywhere we go, more and more every day. But who are we if we disrupt the laws of nature, only because of our selfish ideologies?
Emily brings me back to earth as she slightly nudged my shoulder to find me that we were landing. “Hey, you okay?” She says softly. “Yeah. I'm fine. Let's go.” I spoke as we left the jet and back onto land. Emily and I take the time to focus on the crime scene before heading back to inform the team of our findings.
Fortunately, we were able to safely catch the unsub. It was a win/win case. Pretty stressful as the first case but It was something. “Great job everyone,” Hotch as says as everyone is boarding back on the jet for the nauseating flight back home. I catch a seat and try my best to relax as the motion sickness started to kick in. By this time it was already sometime early in the evening on the way back. Emily noticed my discomfort and decided the comment on it.
“Here. Try this.” Emily spoke as she hands me here a bottle of water and some saltine crackers before sitting next to me. “Oh, thank you.” I accepted her offers and gladly ate/drank them. There was a look in the older woman’s eyes that I couldn't describe. “Is it always like this when you're flying? You look as pale as a ghost!” I chuckled at Emily’s observation. “Yeah. I hate flying. I never did it a lot even for vacations.” Emily looked surprised.
“You still couldn't shake it years later?” I shook my head before placing the food down to relax more. “It's always been one of my fear as a little kid.” I yawned as I snuggled more into my blanket while closing my eyes, so that I could listen to the older woman talk. “You know, I traveled a lot when I was younger because of my mom’s job. I learned a lot of different languages and had a few friends but one thing I really enjoyed was the flights. It was also so peaceful to me. The clouds changed and how right it felt to be in the air. That's what I enjoy about this job.” Emily looks up from her rambling to find that you fell asleep on her shoulder. She smiles to herself before fixing your blanket and shifting her shoulder a little bit so that you both could be comfortable. “Belle fille.” (𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡). Emily whispers to you before she falls asleep.
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athenasparrow · 1 year
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“say it again.”
This was fun! @liiilyevans 😘
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Rating: E
Cut for smut 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼
“What did you say?” 
“You heard me!” Lily says, impatiently pushing – well, attempting to push, because he’s a great deal stronger than she is – his head down.
James just smirks – the asshole – and presses another kiss to her inner thigh, high enough that Lily can feel his breath teasing her – he was probably doing it on purpose – but too low for her to gain any real satisfaction from his lips. 
“I did,” he admits. “But if you want to cum, you’ll have to say it again.” His grin is devilish now, and Lily knows he’s enjoying himself. He’s never been shy about telling her – and showing her – that he loves going down on her, but Lily suspects he’s especially enjoying himself now – enjoying the control that turns her into a pleading mess. And Lily doesn’t have an issue with repeating herself – after all, she’s declared her love to him hundreds of times now – but he’s being an irritating wanker – pausing right when she’s on the edge – and she has to put on a show of defiance, before she inevitably – she knows it, he knows it – gives in; he’s always had perfect control over her from his position between her legs. 
So she reaches her hand down to finish herself off, and – just as she’d anticipated – he scolds her.
“You’re not getting off that easy, Evans.” James reprimands, trapping her wandering hand with his larger one. “Say it again and you can cum.” His voice is wicked now, carrying a promise Lily knows he will follow through on. 
The ache between her legs is stronger now, release so close. James can read her, because his mouth instantly moves closer – but not quite there – and his eyes, sparkling from teasing her, are dark with arousal. He’s just as stubborn as she is and she really wants her orgasm now.
“I love you,” she says. “Now hurry up and–”
James’ tongue is suddenly precisely where she needs it, his fingers back inside her, and she’s seeing stars behind her eyelids as she arches into him. He’s quick and rewards her thoroughly – like she knew he would – and she cries out his name when he pushes her over the precipice. 
She can feel James’ lips stretch into a self-satisfied smirk against her as his touches turn gentle, before he presses a final kiss to her, then moves so his face is over hers – evidence of her arousal adorning his lips – and kisses her.
“I love you too.”
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allylikethecat · 3 months
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lol Ally I’m such a sucker for asking ppl to write lil’ fics from prompt posts like that!! You’re amazing❤️ whenever you get to it, I would love to read anything you write (smutty or not) about George or Ross and Matty sharing clothes. Even all three??? They can share him. Maybe something about their size difference! our little babygirl is pocket sized compared to his big boys!! also I love descriptions of smells and sweat when clothes sharing. Always gets me!
⭐️“are you wearing my shirt?”
Hello Dearest Anon,
Way, way back in the dark ages of August you sent me this lovely ask from the Subtle Smut Sentence Starts Prompts list. I have been very, very vocal about how smut is not something I am very good at writing, and is something that I need to super hype myself up to write because everything just ends up super cringe, awkward and the definition of unsexy. It is something I would like to get better at though! HOWEVER it's always good to push ourselves outside of our creative comfort zones and at least try. On that note, I realized that a ~spicy~ chapter of On a Friday (at least per the outline) is coming up and that means I should probably try and practice this whole smut writing thing some more in preparation. Therefore, here ya have it, some extremely mediocre subpar smut. I apologize for sitting on this ask for so long, and hope that you are 1) still around on the blog 2) that you are at least a *little* amused by this attempt. I am extremely grateful that you took the time to send it and am so extremely sorry for taking so long to finish it. Without further ado, here we go Ally Attempts Smut Part III: Return of the Smut. Thank you for this ask, your support, and letting me know what you think! I hope you have a great week and that being subjected to this attempt at writing smut doesn't make it worse!
WARNINGS: Extremely subpar smut, 18+ content
⭐️ “are you wearing my shirt?”
Matty felt silly, George had only been gone a day and a half, popping up to Manchester to visit his sister while Matty was tethered to London by a meeting at Dirty Hit. Matty knew the entire thing was a ploy by Jamie to try and convince him to reaccept the Creative Director’s position he had stepped down from last summer. Regardless it kept him in London while George was in Manchester and Matty felt absolutely ridiculous for the way that he missed him. He had made two cups of coffee that morning on autopilot, dumping the second cup with almond milk down the drain when he realized George wasn’t there to drink it. 
His meeting had been fine, and through some kind of miracle, he had even shown up on time without George there to lovingly herd him out the door. Jamie had come prepared with a very convincing argument as to why he should accept reinstatement, and the board of shareholders had been in agreement, which Matty hadn’t been expecting. But that didn’t change the fact that he had come home to an empty house, assuring Jamie that he would at least consider the offer. He didn’t want to admit it right away, but he was probably going to accept, the break they had settled into was more boring than he had anticipated it being, and he needed something to occupy his time with George’s production work growing in demand. 
On his way home he had ordered take away for one that he picked at half heartedly, wishing George was there to discuss the proposal. Because it wouldn’t just be taking back his old position, it would be taking on more responsibility, the role turning into less of an honorary title. While Matty was nearly positive he was going to accept, he was still plagued by a wave of self doubt and insecurity. He was sure the career counselors he had been required to meet with as teenager never expected him to succeed, breaking into the music industry and putting out five number one records, let alone that he would end up as a record label executive. 
He ran his fingers through his curls, starting to grow out once again. George constantly told him he liked the gray, but Matty couldn’t help but feel self conscious. He liked getting older, he liked that he was around to get older but seeing the gray in his hair and the lines around his eyes was jarring sometimes, especially when he woke up feeling like he was still lost and seventeen. He shoved the plastic containers  full of leftovers into the refrigerator, maybe he would be hungry later, he thought and headed upstairs. Despite their most recent album aesthetic leaning into suitwear, and Matty having always been partial to a button down, he couldn’t wait to be free of the constricting fabric. 
He hung his blazer up in the closet. He intended to change into his blue Nike hoodie and Adidas track pants. He was alone in the house, there wasn’t anyone to make fun of his mismatched shades of blue, when George’s tee shirt, sitting on the top of the laundry hamper caught his eye. Feeling ridiculous, but he was alone so there wasn’t anyone to tease or judge him, he picked up the shirt. It was a faded pink, a white peace sign across the chest, the shirt, one George primarily wore to his yoga classes three times a week, was oversized even on him. Matty couldn’t help but raise it to his face, the fabric, grown thin from the wash, was soft against his skin as he inhaled the scent of stale cigarette smoke and the comforting musk that he could only describe as George. 
Without thinking, and refusing to consider that maybe it was gross because Matty had just pulled the shirt out of the dirty laundry pile, he tugged it over his head, the fabric instantly enveloping him in the warmth and comfort that was George. The sharp, masculine tang of sweat that clung to the shirt as it brushed the tops of Matty’s thighs, made him feel small and delicate, like he should be cared for. His dick twitched with interest, and Matty found himself palming himself over his boxers, his head spinning at the juxtaposition of his own touch while being overwhelmed by the smell of George, so strong he could taste it in the back of his throat.
He let out a little whine of frustration, his knees shaking as he flopped onto the bed, wiggling out of his boxers as he went. George should be here, he thought. He was hyper aware of the way the fabric of George’s shirt was dragging against his nipples, the way that it was still a little damp, having been peeling from George’s sweaty body and then tossed into the hamper, the moisture becoming trapped among the fibers even two days later. He shivered with arousal, his cock, red and angry, begging for George’s touch curved up towards his belly. He thumbed at the head, gasping as his rough guitarist’s calluses dragged against the sensitive skin, smearing precum down the shaft, his hips squirming off the mattress on their own accord. He rucked up George’s tee shirt towards his chest, pressing down on his belly with his free hand as if trying to hold himself down, the way George did when he was too impatient. 
He moaned, the sound high pitched and performative even if there wasn’t anyone there to hear him. He inhaled sharply, breathing in more of the intoxicated pheromones clinging to George’s shirt and whined again, tightening his grip on his cock, shifting so that he could tug on his balls. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and he tilted his head back, panting as he continued to touch himself, desperate to pretend it was George’s fingers teasing him. 
“Matty, I’m home!” George called and Matty whimpered, his head swimming as he chased his release, the smell of George overwhelming his senses to the point that he was imagining the sound of his voice. 
George snorted, “I see you started without me, missed me that much love?” he asked, his words light and teasing. Matty’s eyes flew open to see George looming over him, still wearing his overcoat with his backpack slung over his shoulder. 
Matty couldn’t help it, he just whimpered in response, eyes growing dark as George shed his backpack and jacket, tossing them to the floor unceremoniously before kicking off his trainers. 
“Please,” Matty gasped, arching up off the bed so that he could kiss George, pulling him down so that he was pinned under his bulk. He was completely overwhelmed by so much George, George, George as he rutted desperately against his hip while George kissed him, licking into his mouth, tugging on his lower lip like he wanted to consume him fully. 
He came with his face buried into George’s shoulder, biting down on the junction of his neck and shoulder, refusing to be ashamed that he had just come from dry humping George like some kind of teenager.
“Welcome home,” slurred Matty as George rolled off of him, his own erection straining his jeans. Matty would be dealing with that for him as soon as he caught his breath. He was moving into his mid to late thirties now, it took him longer to recover. 
“Good to be back,” said George with a chuckle, propping himself up on his elbow to look at Matty with a frown. “Are you wearing my shirt?” 
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poisonheaxts · 5 months
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open: starter
plot:feel free to take anyway you like! Tilly is a virgin, she has given bj and other things but let your muse be her first.
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"wait, what is a creampie?" the girl asked as the other had been hovering over her.
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scottxlogan · 11 months
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For the subtle smut-i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know.
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Thanks for the request anon. I don't know if you had anyone in mind, so I did a Scott Summers/Tony Stark one shot for this one. I hope you enjoy it!
Title of Fill: Making The Grade Author: scottxlogan Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47212417 Ship/Main Pairing: Scott Summers/Tony Stark Rating: Mature Tags/Warnings/Triggers: Sexual Content, Flirting, Biting, Light Bondage, Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Tony Stark is a good boyfriend, Teasing Summary: Scott is overwhelmed with grading papers until Tony decides it's time to deliver him a different kind of distraction. Word Count: 3718
Thanks for the Subtle Smut Sentence Starters prompt!
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