#sweetheart is built and sexy and I love them

[blutomindpretzel]

Thinking about the Shaw Pack mates helping another pack member move into a new place and looking hot asf. Sweetheart is carrying boxes upon boxes into the place without breaking a sweat- occasionally grunting to set things down. Babe is setting up kitchenware and hanging up artwork on the walls. Angel is breaking down boxes and chatting with other movers.

Meanwhile David, Asher, and Milo are watching their mates, just drooling over them while they work. It’s a hot day, so they’re all wearing short shorts, and low cut tank tops or t-shirts to combat the summer sun. Sweat finding it’s way down their foreheads, and arms flexing under the heat as they work. Yes, they know that their boyfriends are watching them with hungry eyes, and yes they are milking the hell out of it.

#redacted asmr #redacted angel #redacted sweetheart #redacted babe #redacted asher #redacted david shaw #redacted david #redacted milo #these mates are hot asf your honor #sweetheart is built and sexy and I love them #angel and babe are adorable and just want to help #David is a simp and I love him #Milo keep it in your pants #Asher wipe the drool from your mouth

[lucidfairies]

pretty girl [a.a]

pairing: experienced!Abby x inexperienced!reader // Owens sister!reader x bbf!Abby

synopsis: Abby was irritatingly beautiful, nobody could deny that. But one night, everything changed between the two of you.

warnings: mdni 18+, religion mentioned, dom!abby, sub!reader, poc friendly, oral sex [r], fingerfucking [r], praise, slight size kink, corruption if you squint

word count: 2.1k

a/n: this is short and really not good but that's okay cuz I have more coming out soon! also no more virgin reader because it kinda made me wanna shoot myself

Out of all of the friends your brother, Owen, had over the years, Abby Anderson was definitely your favorite. Aside from the fact that she was built like and had the face of an actual god on earth, she was so sweet to you all the time. Always acting like, well, a sister. The feeling had never been mutual, though. You didn’t want her to see you as her best friend’s cute younger sister, you wanted her to see you as her best friend’s undeniably sexy younger sister.

You never really knew when this crush became, but Abby had been in your life for so long that it didn’t matter. All you knew was that every time you looked at her, your stomach flipped and warmth spread between your legs. Because, god, those eyes. Always looked like they were picking you apart, one inch at a time.

She’s the exact reason you were tossing and turning in your bed, trying to get her out of your head. Your body reacted differently to her lately, every accidental touch was like a punch to the gut, and at night, every time she crossed your mind, your clit throbbed, a feeling you weren’t used to.

It’s not like you never found people attractive, it’s just… she was different. You needed her in a different way, in a very unholy way. One your brother would absolutely not be okay with. You tried to tell yourself that that’s why you wanted her - just to get to Owen. But that didn’t work.

You sat up in your bed, wiping the sleep out of your eyes and forcing your legs together to end the throbbing. You were so fucking wet. Looking in the mirror at the end of your bed, you huffed and got up, brushing your hair out and changing into a smaller, hotter pajama set. Before you could register any consequences to what you were about to do, you grabbed your keys and left the house.

You knew where Abby’s house was. You’d been there a handful of times over the course of the years, normally to pick up Owen when he was high. Suddenly, you were pulling up and parking at the curb and getting out of the car, slamming the door on the way out. Standing at the door, you banged harshly, hoping she miraculously wouldn’t be home.

“Okay, Jesus, give me a sec- y/n?” Your stomach dropped. The reality of what you were doing hit you like a truck, and you suddenly second guessed everything, ready to turn around and run away. “What’re you doing here this late, sweetheart?” You sighed, digging your palms into your eyes and rubbing them.

“I need your help, Abby.” You looked up at her, unwilling to elaborate until she let you in. And she did. She opened the door further, allowing you to step in, then shut it behind you. “There’s this��� feeling in my stomach that won’t go away. It’s like heat. I don’t even know what I’m doing.”

Abby wanted to pretend like she didn’t know what you were talking about. Wanted to pretend that she was thinking about the fact that you were literally horny and came to her for help, not to mention the little pajamas that you had on, that hugged you tight and hardly covered anything. She could tell you that Owen would hate her if she helped you the way you needed, and it was just unethical, but.

But.

That would be like telling you she hasn’t been in love with you for seven years, telling you that she didn’t want you, telling you that she hasn’t thought about this every night practically since she met you. And she surely didn’t want you thinking any of that.

Abby sighed. “Is that all it is? Heat?” She took a step closer to you, making you catch your breath.

“No,” you paused, taking a step forward as well, so that your chests were almost pressed against each other. “It’s this wet feeling. And this throbbing.” Abby could’ve come in her boxers, right then and there, if she wasn’t trying to focus on you.

“Where?” Your face was burning. She placed her large hand on your stomach, head dropping to the crook of your neck. “Here?” she ran her thumb over the skin. You shook your head, placing your hands on her shoulders. Her hand cupped your cunt, heel of her palm pressing up ever so slightly, just to press into your clit. You pushed up on your toes, trying to get away from the overwhelming sensation, but it was unrelenting. “Here, baby?” You nodded quickly. “Words.”

You moaned at her harsh change of tone. “Yes Abby,” she left an open mouthed kiss on your neck, pulling her hand away from your pussy. “I don’t know what to do about it.” The way you looked at her made her want to kiss you until you couldn’t breathe. Big doe eyes, unknowing but curious. You were so innocent, and it turned Abby on more than it should’ve. All she could think about was your pretty, big lips wrapped around her strap, taking it deep in your throat.

“Oh honey,” Abby sighed again. She didn’t want it to seem like she didn’t want this, want you, but she didn’t know how to go about it. “Have you never touched yourself?” Your brows scrunched.

“No. But that’s not what- oh!” Abby couldn’t take it, she picked you up and threw you over her shoulder, walking down the hallway and going into her bedroom. She shut the door and sat you down on her bed. “Abs.. I’ve wanted this for a while.”

“Wanted what, baby? I thought you didn’t know what you were doing.” She was on her knees in front of you, hands on your waist as she looked up at you.

“I..” you groaned, running your hands over your face in embarrassment. “I want to have sex with you. That’s why I came here, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Abby knew that. But she didn’t stop you from telling her. It sounded so nice coming out of your lips. “Owen can’t know, if we do.”

“I never said we were doing anything, darlin.” Remaining on her knees, she pressed against you and caught your lips in a kiss. Her hands were on your thighs, wrapping them around her waist, while she kissed you so hard you lost your breath. It was all tongue and teeth, nothing sweet about it. “What do you think about when you think about me, baby?”

Your brain was in a haze as you tried to formulate words. “You-your arms. And h-how your voice sounds, and how you look at me w-whenever we make eye contact.” She hooked her fingers under your shorts and pulled them down, then tossed them and shifted the two of you so that you were laying against her pillows and she was overtop of you.

When Abby caught a glimpse of the gold cross around your neck, she almost stopped. But the thought of corrupting you, turning you against the things you believe in just for her... extremely attractive.

"The heat between your legs is because you're horny, baby. Don't they teach you that at your pretty prep school?" You shook your head quickly, mind fuzzy as she kneaded your tits overtop your pajama shirt. She grabbed your hardened nipple and ran her thumb over it, making you shiver.

"Too much, Abby. Too much." You whined, pushing away from her hand.

"Is it really too much, sweet girl?" She twisted your nipple and pulled it, making you whimper and arch slightly off the bed. You couldn't tell whether you liked it or disliked it, but the way she was doing it felt extremely different from the way you briefly experimented with yourself here and there.

She knew what she was doing, and it made you want to moan and ride her fingers like you'd heard Owen talking about with her. You had listened to the vulgar stories she would tell your brother of her hookups, talking about what she did and how she did it.

You pushed up, sitting against the headboard as you pulled your pajama shirt up and over your head. Abby couldn't tear her eyes away from your tits. In seconds, her lips were latching onto your nipple and biting lightly, her hand flicking the other. Your back was arching into her mouth, moaning quietly.

"You're so pretty, my love." She mumbled into the skin of your sternum as she made a path of open-mouthed kisses towards your pajama shorts. Your skin was burning, and you were tingling at the thought of her teaching you what to do and how to do it.

She slipped your shorts off your legs and tossed them somewhere, gently running her thumb down your center. You shivered and whined, lacing one of your hands in her hair. "Abby," your head lolled back when she finally pulled your underwear down, kissing your clit gently. "Abs be gentle."

"Don't worry pretty girl, I'll go easy on you this time." Your stomach flipped at 'this time'. Would there be more times?

She licked a fat strip up your cunt and your hips bucked into her face, encouraging her. The sensation was brand new, and so much different than anything you'd ever done or felt. So much better.

Her tongue circled your clit, tracing shapes and letters, spelling her name against you. "Oh God, Abby," you moaned, the feeling of her hot breath and wet tongue creating the best mixture on your clit. The harsh middle ground where hot and cold met, where her thumb ran down your folds, was the greatest. You decided it was a good thing you waited, but you could definitely get used to this.

Moments later, Abby's middle finger was slowly pushing into your entrance, and she was groaning into your clit. She pulled away from your clit, watching her finger sink into you as she pressed kisses into your stomach and thighs. "So fucking tight, baby," her other hand rubbed your thigh, "need you to relax, angel."

A whine was ripped from your throat at the unfamiliar pressure. Your hips moved, trying to find some way to make it more comfortable. Abby was praising you, leaving quiet chants against your skin reminding you to breathe. You took a deep breath and released it, allowing your lower half to become less tense.

She began to thrust her finger slowly, curling it towards the sensitive bundle of nerves within you and grunting at the way you squirmed and cried out her name, begging her to do it again.

When you were ready, she added another finger, letting you adjust to both of her digits before reattaching her lips to your clit. Her right hand had found its way back to your tits, pulling at your nipple.

Your stomach became wound up, almost like a cramp in need of release. You knew it meant you were going to cum, but you never had before. "Abby- m'gonna, oh, Abby," a gush of warmth flooded between your legs, stronger and much better feeling than when you got wet.

Your legs were shaking and your hips were twitching, head thrown back and she worked you through it. Abby on the other hand, was wide-eyed and blushing as she watched you come around her fingers. She hooked up with girls regularly before now, but she had never been with someone like you.

She retracted her fingers and licked them clean. You were panting, forearm thrown over your eyes so that you wouldn't have to meet hers. "You did so well, my love." She had her hands pressed into your hips as she kissed your neck, waiting for you to come out and talk to her.

She was painting your skin in soft kisses when you finally brought your arm away from your face, cupping her face with both of your hands. "That was nice," you both grinned, which turned into laughter. It felt so good to laugh with her without worrying about Owen.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" She asked once the laughter had subsided, turning things to a slightly more serious note. "I wanted you to be comfortable."

"You didn't hurt me, Abby. I'm glad I waited for you." She was kissing you then, smiling into your mouth as your teeth clashed and nicked at each other's lips. "Can I stay here tonight?" Abby rolled over next to you and took your hand as hers before looking towards you.

"You can stay here forever." She whispered quietly, kissing the back of your hand.

#abby smut #tlou #tlou2 #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #inexperienced!reader #experience #abby anderson x reader #maya writes

[wonwoosstuff]

wonwoo x f.reader; just them having a sexy time as a couple (established relationship); 18+

“Hm, you like that don’t you, sweetheart?” you whispered seductively in your boyfriend’s ear, gently cupping his face with your hands.

The two of you do not even remember how you’ve gotten to this point. Somehow you’re suddenly sitting on Wonwoo’s lap straddling him on your soft couch.

Tonight was one of those nights where Wonwoo planed on taking things slow. The mood of the living room— with having no lights on besides the couch lamp that illuminated the two of you— took the romantic atmosphere to another level.

Simultaneously the opened window blew a soft but cooling night breeze into the room causing you to shiver. The slow make out session was interrupted by your complaint:

“Wonu~can we please close the window? It’s really cold in here.”

A brief moment of silence. You looked at him with confusion.

“Wonwoo?”

“Let’s get you warmed up then.” He answered unhinged. Yet, these simple words created a mess of butterflies in your stomach.

Your boyfriend swiftly grabbed your waist and laid you softly down on the couch facing you contemporaneously. You drooled over the way he took off his shirt rapidly, then taking off his glasses to exempt you from getting hurt. The sight of a shirtless, well-built and shoulder-rich Wonwoo made your jaw slightly drop. Something about his movements were just so— breathtaking and sexy— even if these are considered normal in society.

You quickly looked away from him not expecting him to grab your jaw to make you face him directly.

“I want you to focus on me, love.” His fox-like gaze pierced through you. Wonwoo made sure that your eyes were not leaving his. Keeping eye contact during sexual intercourse was his one and only priority.

“Ugh, I can’t do this. You’re j-just so—“

“So?” He raised his eyebrow curiously.

“So intimidating and sexy” the last part of your sentence was mumbled however your boyfriend still heard it. Wonwoo’s reaction to your little confession was a smile followed by a deep chuckle. “Cute” was the last comment that he left on your shameless confession before connecting your lips with his.

The man continued to kiss you passionately as he put his arms steadily next to your head to support his weight. Wonwoo practically caged you into his trap. Nobody would even think that you were lying under him— that’s how wide his shoulders reached.

He began making his way slowly to your chest pulling your Tshirt up to reveal a better view of your breasts. To be more frank, all you had on were panties. Walking around with a bra was in fact very uncomfortable.

“I can’t believe you’re all mine, love.” He admired while pecking your cleavage.

“Baby?”

“Mhm?”

“Are you not going to take my shirt off?” You asked while looking up your boyfriend.

Wonwoo left a smooch on your belly button and answered: “Later, babe, later.”

You nodded and were curious about his upcoming plans. The first part of the plan was massaging your boobs. He was utterly skilled with his fingers due to his gaming abilities. So he used them as nipple torture.

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Your boyfriend had your legs laying on his shoulders for the past 30 minutes. He didn’t show any mercy and pounded into your arousal senseless. To support yourself you found your way to his hands intertwining your fingers with his fingers.

Your fucked out and flushing face turned him on making him go harder on you. Keeping up with Wonwoo’s pace was difficult, almost impossible.

He had one hell of stamina.

Wonwoo hasn’t really been moaning much — unlike you— instead he preferred to keep his calm and bite his lips to focus on hitting your g-spot perfectly.

“Ugh—W-Wonwoo— I can’t do this anymore, p-please spare me.” You could barely speak to him.

All you could see was a blurry silhouette of your boyfriend— that’s how good he made you feel.

“Oh yes, princess, you can.” He implied with his deep voice while also letting go of your hands.

“You look so hot like this.” A comment he wanted to share hours ago. Now he finally said it.

Wonwoo pulled you closer by your ankles to get deeper access to your g-spot — and it worked.

“Does this make you feel good, darling?”

“Mhm, y-yes!” you replied while moaning helplessly.

Wonwoo pecking your ankles while smirking at you was your last straw. He knew it turned you on.

He knew all of your weaknesses.

However your biggest weakness was your boyfriend getting to close to you and your ear.

And today seemed like your lucky day. He still was focused on thrusting harshly into you but leaned forward to meet your gaze directly. This resulted into you looking away quickly to not meet your boyfriend’s seductive gaze.

“Will you focus on your man, hm? Trust me, you don’t want me to turn this into a punishment.” He said while grabbing your jaw once again.

You began to hold onto his shoulders since his thrusting became sloppier. Still, it was hard to keep the eye contact.

“Are you warm enough, love?” He asked softly making you smile.

©️ wonwoosstuff do not copy or translate!

#svt x reader #seventeen x reader #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #wonwoosstuff #wonwoo drabble #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo x reader #jeon wonwoo x you

[bump1nthen1ght]

A Very Monstrous Kinktober: Day 3 (Bukkake)

Kink: Bukkake

Pairing: Male!Orcs x Fem!Reader

Other kinks: Gang Bang, Spit Roasting

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1197 words

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If someone had told you this morning that your night shift at the tavern would end with you in the bedroom of a traveling adventurer, you wouldn’t have believed them.

If they had told you it would end with you in the bedroom of several adventurers, you would’ve thought they were insulting you.

If they had told you 're relatively boring tavern shift in your fairly boring town would end with you in a bed, surrounded on all sides by sexy orc adventurers, you would’ve slapped them atop the head and told them to stop reading so many dirty novels.

And yet-

“Fuck, you’ve got a good mouth on you, barkeep.” The orc, who you think is named Thrak, mutters.

“A good pussy too. Nice and tight.” The orc behind you, Parod, gives a hard slap to your ass. It makes your throat clench with a whine, something Thrak clearly appreciates. He runs his hand down the side of your cheek, giving you sweet caresses that don’t match his hurried thrusts, his balls smacking against your chin.

“Plus, look at that ass. I could watch that ass walking around this bar all day.”

The bard, Kog, slaps your ass too, his other hand still preoccupied with playing with your clit. Despite already spending himself in your ass his cock is rock hard. His musicians training must come in handy, as he easily navigates circling your clit and stroking himself at the same time.

“Maybe we should take you along with us, darling.” Sitting in the big chair nearby, fat cock in his scarred hands, remarks Hagu, the band's leader. You remember his name the best, despite a brain addled after orgasm and orgasm. He had made you scream it, over and over, when he bent you in half in a mating press to start this whole night off. “Become our personal cum dump.” Hagu stands up, erection bobbing against his stomach as he walks to you. He runs his knuckles along your sweaty face, not even perturbed by his bandmate’s cock thrusting in and out of your mouth. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

When you first approached the band to ask for their drink order, you’d have never guessed Hagu had such a filthy mouth. He seemed the perfect, stone-serious leader for the raucous group, left in charge of the coin and easily silencing the boys if they got too rowdy. With his deep voice, that tantalizing half broken tusk and scar across his lips, he seemed the perfect brooding stranger. Even before they had propositioned you for a night in their room, you had considered hopping into Hagu’s bed.

Not that the rest of the boys weren’t gorgeous. Kog was the smallest, with a smile built for charming and long piano fingers. Thrak and Parod made a perfect duo, one barbarian and one rogue, bouncing off each other’s laughter and sly comments with ease. If they hadn’t seemed to love adventuring as much as they did, you’d think they’d thrive as a traveling troupe. Everyone would swoon.

Not to mention their giant cocks. That helps too.

“Still breathing, sweetheart?” Thrak half-jokes, patting your cheek when your eyes roll back. You give an unsteady thumbs up, moaning again as Parod pummels your g-spot. You’d think two cocks would have been enough to stretch you out, but Parod is girthy, and the pleasure burns.

“You didn’t answer my question.” Hagu says, rubbing the back of your neck. “Do you love all these dicks ruining you? Don’t you just want to forget about all those silly responsibilities, and just live as our cum slut?” Your addled mind, half wondering if he really means the offer, nods enthusiastically. It gets you a congratulatory pat on the ass, though at this point you can’t tell from who. “That’s a good girl.”

Just those words are enough to send goosebumps down your arms, an urge to prove him right making you throw your hips back and to slather your tongue all around Thrak’s dick. Nails dig into your hips and shoulders, Parod’s grunts humps stumbling just a bit.

“F-fuck, I’m close.”

“Me too.” Thrak pants, squeezing your cheeks. “Where do you want it, pretty girl?”

“Her face, she wants it on her face.” Hagu commands, languidly stroking his cock. “She wants us all on her face, don’t you?”

Thraks pulls his cock out your mouth, drool dripping down your lips as Hagu grabs your chin again. The emptiness burns as Parod slips out of your pussy, resting his pulsing cock on your ass cheeks.

“Well?” Hagu squeezes your jaw, a slight tinge of pain as he yanks you to look up at him. His cock blocks your view, veins pulsing up his shaft. The other boys are uncharacterisitcally silent, all deferring to their leader's commands.

“Yes, c- cum on my face, please!” Your voice keens, whiny and desperate. Once again you think back to the beginning of your shift and how vastly different you thought this night would go.

“You heard her, boys. Pretty girls who ask nicely-” Hagu tugs on his shaft, moaning in between words, “-get what they want.”

It’s a cacophony of breathes, groans, and the slapping of skin as you're surrounded by 4 orcs, tips leaking with pre cum as they furiously jerk off. Your battered pussy, still a bit sore from being stretched open, grows slick nonetheless. The anticipation is killing you, licking your lips as your stomach grows taut.

Hagu, always the leader, starts everyone off.

“S-shit.” He growls, hands twitching as he aims his cock right at your open mouth. A hot stream of cum shoots across your lips, more and more spurts following to coat your tongue. The other boys are quick to follow, falling in and unloading all over your face. Thrak and Parod aim for your cheeks, giving the courtesy of avoiding your eyes. Kog is a little less controlled, whiny moans leading him to shoot his cum all over, some even reaching your forehead as his cock spasms.

All in all, it's just 15 seconds of pure bliss, hot cum warming your skin. The salt of sweat and semen has your mouth watering. You’re happy you had the wherewithal to tie your hair up when you guys started, or else it’d be coated by now.

Thrak and Parod collapse into the big comfy chair behind them, while Kog sinks into the bed beside you. Their green chests heave, skin dark with a furious blush as they all catch their breath. Even Hagu, ever composed, seems to take a moment. He wipes a palmful of sweat off his brow, before brushing a thumb across your face.

“Let's get you cleaned up, beautiful.”

Hagu easily sweeps you off the bed and into a bridal carry, leading you over to the small bathroom afforded to tavern rooms. The other boys, still in a post-nut haze, follow their leader anyway. Kog gathers up your strewn about clothes from the floor, making sure to keep them away from his sweaty skin.

What a way to end the night.

#my writing #kinktober 2023 #reader insert #monster romance #female reader insert #kinktober

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2023: October 29th

Day 29: Genital Pumping, Coercion/Blackmail, Pregnancy

Javier Peña x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Pregnancy, mentions of abortions, vaginal sex, pregnancy kink, vague possessiveness

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It’s so hard not to squirm. Not to move as his hands slide over your stomach. Hand curved to the heavy roundness, groaning so sexily in your ear while his thick cock pulses inside your incredibly sensitive walls. 

“Perfecto, cariño.” He moans, his raspy words shoot straight through you and making you clench around him even more, which just makes it even better for both of you as you are sat on his cock, heavy with his baby. “So sexy I might just keep you looking like this. Would you like that?” One hand stays on the swell of your stomach and the other slides up to gently cup a heavier than usual breast. He enjoys the way your tits have gotten bigger. He loves you like this. 

That’s probably the biggest shock of your life. Javier Peña was never supposed to be permanent. You knew that the first time you took him to bed. The ex-DEA agent was not built for long term commitments, or so you had thought. 

You had plenty of fun, letting him fuck you any and ever chance he got. The sex is amazing, if it had been slightly more demanding and rough than you were used to, you quickly go over that because of the mind blowing orgasms that you were experiencing. 

The fun had come to a screeching halt when you had missed that period, six months into the thing you had going on. Javier would come over, sometimes eat with you - sometimes watch a movie - fuck the life out of you and often would stay the night, but he would never really be there the next morning. 

Dreading every last second of that confrontation before you had it, you had expected him to want to discuss other options. To want you to get rid of it. You still don’t know what you were feeling back then beyond shock and fear. 

So it had surprised you when Javier had stepped up. When he had sat for a moment, staring at the little test you had taken, along with the six others and the paper from the doctor confirming that you were expected, and then just nodding and saying “okay, you’re having my baby.” 

That had been it in his mind. He hadn’t left after that day. He hadn’t resented you, he had turned into a practical sweetheart. Or maybe he had always been one, buried under the complicated layers that made him what he was. 

The ring on his finger, signifying to the world that Javier Peña was a married man, is warm on your skin. His own claim on you is a surprisingly beautiful wedding set that had been his mother’s and he had been more than a little emotional when he had slid it on your fingers. You aren’t wearing them right now because your fingers are swollen. Just like everything else during this pregnancy. 

“You like that?” His groan is so warm, the tickle of his mustache whispers across your stomach as he slowly rocks his hips up underneath you. Taking great care not to jostle you and still it feels like he’s so fucking deep that you can feel him in your throat. “Letting me keep you knocked up? Full of my little bebés? I would fucking love that.” He squeezes your breast gently, rubbing it as he ghosts kisses over your skin and makes your entire body hum in pleasure. 

“Yes, baby.” You whimper, always loving the fact that dirty talk has been a progression of your relationship with Javi. Like finding the domestic things he does utterly charming, that element to your sex life has just made it remind you that this is permanent. “Love that. Keep me full.” 

“Fuck.” His cock twitches inside you and you moan, the head pushing against that spot inside you that just makes everything burst with pleasure inside and he makes himself twitch again. “I would. Pop needs ranch hands. Dozen little kids running running around, driving us crazy.” He almost sounds wistful, like he’s really planning out your future. Your head tilts back and you turn to press a kiss to his jaw. “Yes, fuck, yes Javier.” You moan. “Want that. Love you.” 

“I love you too, cariño.” He grunts, immediately kissing you back and deepening the kiss while his slow pace steadily starts to build. Wanting to fuck you a little faster than he had been and hoping that you will cum. 

His fingers eventually leave your stomach, almost reluctantly so he can rub your clit. Obviously not wanting to let go of your breast to use that hand. It’s so funny how often his hand is on your stomach. Or how much he talks to the baby. You’ve even woken up to hearing him talking to them. Still unsure of what the sex is because you want to be surprised. 

Javier loves you pregnant. The larger your stomach got, the sexier he found you. It was almost a good thing that your own sex drive had increased, because as big of a horn dog as he was before, he was almost doubly so now. It goes such a long way in keeping you from being self conscious about the changes to your body, the way he worships you. 

“You need to cum for me.” He breathes, pulling away from your mouth with a sigh and his fingers are still pressing slow, shattering circles to your sensitive clit. Every pass makes your walls lock down around his cock and you get closer to giving him that orgasm he wants out of you. “Cumming is good to start your labor.” 

You’re due. You’re actually past due by a day and the doctor had suggested sex to help things along. It had almost made you giggle, Javi huffing beside you when you admit that it probably wouldn’t help considering all the sex you normally have. 

“Gonna cum.” You pant quietly, leaning back against him and closing your eyes. Feeling your body building up to that wonderful peak. His skilled hands and his cock making your entire body ache in the sweetest way possible. 

“Do it.” He orders, biting down on your ear and you know that he is close. He’s always biting when he’s about to cum himself. 

It doesn’t take long, not with him scrubbing so perfectly inside you and your sensitivity  already so high. Another few swipes of his fingers, another few rocks of his hips and you are cumming for him, round belly jostling as you shake on his lap. 

It’s almost endearing how quickly Javi cums after you do. Pushing deep and letting you hear your name fall from his lips, choked out as he fills you with his warmth. Like he had just been waiting for you to cum before he did. Rocking you both through your pleasure until you are body sweaty and breathless, his softening cock still nestled inside your cunt, twitching when your walls spasm in an aftershock. 

His chuckle is warm, making you smile lazily as you lean back against him. “Never say I don’t love you pregnant, cariño.” He murmurs softly, his hand back on your stomach and caressing it lovingly again and huffing in amusement when the baby kicks it. 

No, you can never say that. Javier Peña has been a surprisingly delight, loving you being pregnant. 

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[dean-samw67]

Carlos with a s/o That has thick thighs and big boobs but who's somewhat insecure?? So she'll cover up most of her body often😭😭 and Carlos trying to make her feel more confident. Can you write something for That? Thanks!

I Think It's A Start

Carlos Oliveira x Insecure Fem!Reader

A/N: Ummmmm yessss!! I love the insecure reader trope! Hopefully you are all good with the smut because I know damn well carlos will show all of his love for her body that way!!

Warnings!: Oral (Fem receiving), smut, Carlos being a sweetheart

Words: 1835

You stood in the mirror looking at the outfit you wore. It was one that Carlos had bought you for your birthday that recently passed. It was a good summer outfit, yes. A tank top, with buttons at the top and a pair of shorts. 

You kept pulling down the shorts in attempt to cover up your thighs and kept adjusting the shirt, trying to make your boobs pop out less. You felt like the shirt was too frumpy on you and the short kept riding up because of how thick your thighs were. 

“Are you ready, darling?” Carlos stepped into the room, wearing a pair of dark blue shorts that reached his knees, a belt in the loops at the hem of it. He wore a white button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the top, exposing some of his chest that had dark hair along it. 

“I think I need to change.” You mutter as you adjust your top. 

“Why? Do you not like the outfit I got you?” He asks as he steps up behind you. 

“No! I love it, honey.” You quickly assure him. “I just think it’ll look better not on me…” You sigh as you glance at your body in the mirror. 

“I mean… I can’t argue that.” He chuckles as his hands rest on your hips, his fingers brushing your skin where your shirt rode up a bit. You roll your eyes and lightly smack his chest. 

“That isn’t what I meant and you know it.” You cross your arms over your chest. 

“Oh, come on, meu amor.” He leans his head down by yours. “You look absolutely beautiful.” 

“I don’t feel like I do.” You sigh, looking in disappointment at yourself.

“Why?” Carlos turns his head to look at your face. 

“My boobs are too big-”

“Hot.” Carlos shrugs. 

“Shut up. And my thighs are too big. They cause my shorts to ride up.” You roll your eyes. 

“A little skin never hurts anyone.” Carlos pulls you back against him by your hips. 

“I just… don’t like it. My body.” Your voice comes out almost a whisper as you look down. Carlos lifts a hand up and grips your chin, turning your head to face him. 

“Don’t.” His voice was soft and reassuring and it made your heart swell. “You are so fucking sexy. You have absolutely no reason to ever feel otherwise.” 

“But-”

He cut you off, “The minute I walked in here and saw you, I wanted to drop to my knees because of how good you looked.” He strokes his thumb over your jaw as he talks. Your heart was soaring as you locked eyes with him as he spoke. He turns you around in his arms, now looking down at you. “Your body is perfect because it was built just for me. Just for me to hold, and touch, and make mine.” He whispers as his head leans down and his lips find your neck. You let out a soft gasp. 

“Carlos, we are going to be late.” You breathe out as you place your hands on his chest. 

“Well then we just will have to be late. We aren’t leaving this room until you learn just how beautiful your body is.” His facial hair tickles your neck as he pushes you back towards your guy's shared bed. Your legs hit the edge of the bed and you gasp as you land on your ass on the bed. You look up at him, mouth hung open a bit as you await his next move. 

He pushes you back a bit by your shoulder and you lay on your back. He reaches down, hands caressing slowly up your thighs, taking the breath out of you a bit. He gets on his knees, eyes not once leaving you. You bite your lip as your eyes follow his every move in front of you. His hands slide to the hem of your shorts and fiddle with the button on them. He gets it undone before dragging them off your legs, pushing them aside on the floor. 

His hands reach your thighs, pushing them apart. You let out a breathy yelp as the cool air hit your wet panties. A smirk grows on Carlos’s face as he can see the obvious wet spot along your panties. He pulls one of your legs onto his shoulder and gently presses kisses to it, working his way to your inner thigh. 

You swear this man could have you shaking with just a few kisses and some loving touches. His tongue dips out and swipes over your inner thigh, causing you to let out a quiet moan as you squirm. 

“Carlos…” You whine. 

“Patience, Meu querido.” He whispers against your thigh. It was torturous but you loved every second of it. You whimper and let your head rest back on the bed as you close your eyes, taking in each of his long, slightly wet kisses. Your hands grip at the sheets as you feel his thumb stroke over your cloth-covered clit. 

“Shit…” You whimper as you buck your hips towards his fingers. 

“Fuck, you are so beautiful, meu amor. Especially like this. Under my control.” Carlos breathes out against the skin of your thigh. “I love every part of your body so damn much.” He lets out a low growl that just increases your wetness. 

“It is all yours, love…” You slowly open your eyes as he hooks his fingers on the sides of your panties and pulls them from your legs, placing them with your shorts. You look down at him, desperate and dripping for him to do something. He looks up, eyes meeting yours with admiration. It made your heart swell. You had never seen someone look at you in such a way. 

“Meu Deus… look at you.” He smiles softly, his cheek resting against your thigh. You reach down and cup his other cheek softly. He presses a gentle kiss against the palm of your hand. 

“I love you.” You say just above a whisper. 

“Not as much as I love you.” His breath brushes your hand before he moves it from his cheek and leans forward, placing kisses just on your cunt. Your hand moves into his messy hair as you whimper at the soft touch of his lips. The kisses slowly turn to open, wet ones, just on your clit. 

Moans escape your lips as his tongue swipes over your sensitive bud. He lets a soft groan leave his throat and it just sends a burst of electricity through you. Your hips jolt forward a bit against his face with a gasp leaving your lips. His hands press against your hips, pushing them down. 

“Don’t get too eager. I want to take my time with you, Y/n…” He chuckles. 

“But I need you.” You whine as you close your eyes. 

“I understand, but I am loving your body.” His thumb was drawing circles on your hips and it made you shiver. 

“Love it faster then…” You whimper, wiggling in his grip. 

“That would destroy the whole purpose of this.” He tsked at your whining. You look down at him with a pout. 

“Just relax, let it happen.” He chuckles, an amused smirk splayed on his face. You huff as you lay your head back again. His tongue swipes over your entrance before reaching your clit again. You let out heavy breaths as your hand tugs at his hair. He lets out soft groans with each swipe of his tongue. 

He clearly was enjoying every moment of this. You couldn’t help but attempt at bucking your hips again. But he was holding you against the mattress as he worked his tongue on you. 

Each lap at your cunt was just pushing you towards your edge. As he got more into it, his tongue flicking faster, he moved one of his hands and stroked the outline of your entrance. It sent you into a frenzy. 

His fingers and his tongue? You were done for. He slowly slips his middle finger into your hole, causing you to squirm and whimper. The feeling of the pad of his finger pressing against your g-spot sent you into a frenzy. 

Your hand that wasn’t in his hair, grabs at his hand that still rested on your hip. He intertwines your fingers as you squeeze at his hand. You couldn’t help but close your eyes as they roll back. 

“Oh, fuck. Carlos…” You moan as he thrusted his finger in and out of you, inching you closer and closer. You could feel the smirk on his face from the sound of his name coming from you. The feeling of his facial hair against my skin just increased the pleasure. Why? You couldn’t explain. It made the feeling of this god of a man in between your legs all more real. 

A gasp escapes your lips as you feel him slip his ring finger inside you as well. The way your walls clenched on his fingers made him groan. 

“Always so tight for me…” He mumbles against you, the words sending goosebumps along your body. Your nails lightly drag at his scalp as you tug at his thick hair. His mouth is removed from your clit, but replaced by his thumb. He presses kisses back on your inner thigh. “Your nails feel so good on my scalp, Meu querido.”

“Oh, Carlos…” You open your eyes and peer down at your boyfriend. 

“That’s it, baby. Say my name.” He smirks as he meets your eye with his hazel ones. And when he tells you what to do, you listen. His name rolls off your tongue in a repetitive pattern, gripping tightly at his hand as the build up in your lower stomach just gets more intense. “You want to cum?” 

“Yes…” You whimpers just were getting louder by the second. 

“Cum for me, Meu querido.” He whispers just loud enough that you can hear him over the noises you were making. And it sent you over the edge, your legs beginning to tremble as you get louder. 

“Oh, Carlos! I love you!” You gasp for your breath as you lose it in your orgasm, your walls tightening on his fingers with your release. He did not stop until he knew you had completely ridden it out. Your body let out small twitches as you slowly came down from your high. You let your muscles relax as he finally slows his fingers and pulls out of you. He takes them in his mouth, sucking off your cum. You stare down at him with heavy breaths. 

“I love you too, darling.” He finally says when his fingers are out of his mouth. He presses one more kiss to your thigh before crawling on the bed and on top of you, his face inches from yours. “You see how much I love your body yet or do you need another lesson?” 

“I think it’s a start.”

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[holylulusworld]

Cabin of love (1)

Title: Cabin of love (1)

Summary: Grump meets cocky.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Square 18 filled for @spnabobingo (expired): Cinnamon/Cardamom/Cloves 

Square 12 filled for @spnchristmasbingo: Hot cocoa

Lulus xmas bingo: Square 18: Fireplace  

Winter bingo: Square 6: Grumpy person

Warnings: language, grumpy Dean, a/b/o, cocky reader

Words: 1,2 k

Cabin of love masterlist

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Snow. Nothing but snow as far as you can look. 

“Fuck’s sake. I can’t be lost in the woods during winter,” you puff out a huff. Your teeth shatter and you are fairly sure, your toes are frozen.

Looking left and right you try to find out which way to turn. “I only want to reach this fucking cabin.”

You shiver and run your gloved hands up and down your arms while the backpack on your back seems to get heavier by the minute.

“Great. Just great. Why did I want to spend Christmas at a cabin in the middle of nowhere again?”

It’s hard to see when the wind begins to blow snow in your face. “I don’t want to die out here, and for the wolves to feast on my sexy body.”

“Damn. I wonder if my feet will still look sexy with a few missing toes,” you look down at your body and chuckle. 

You groan, crack your neck, and decide to walk left. “I’m going to find this cabin. Even if it’s the last thing I’ll do…”

You stomp through the snow masses, huffing and puffing until your eyes land on a cabin. 

“There it is. My cabin,” you squeal. “Holy shit. I found it. FUCK! YES!!!”

Hurriedly making your way toward the cabin you grin like an idiot. You defeated the snow masses, the woods, and the cold. Now you are standing in front of the cabin, releasing a shuddery breath.

“Cabin of love?” you furrow your brows as you read the name of the cabin carved into the door. “What? I wanted the cabin of solitude, not love. That fucking idiot booked me the wrong cabin.”

“Sonofabitch!” you scream as a man almost rips the door out of its hinges. He growls at you and flares his nostrils. “What are you doing here at my cabin?” He barks.

“Your cabin?” you point a gloved hand at the man. “That’s my cabin. My assistant booked it for me.”

“Lady, this is my cabin,” the alpha steps outside. He smirks as you fight the cold and shift from one foot to the other. “You should call your assistant and fire them. They gave you the wrong information.”

“Sir, I made my way through the woods, snow, and cold to get here. This is my cabin. You can fight me on this, but you won’t succeed,” you snarl at the alpha. “Now leave my cabin.”

“Miss, this is the cabin my father built for my mother before my birth,” the man argues. “See, he called it cabin of love. You ended up at the wrong place.”

“Let me inside,” you point at the door. “It’s ice-cold and I can’t feel my toes. Don’t be an asshole.”

“Sweetheart,” he chuckles darkly, “you shouldn’t call a stranger asshole. Especially when he’s the man standing between you and hot cocoa.”

“Hot cocoa?” you lick your lips. “I’d kill for hot cocoa. Lemme inside and I pay you fifty bucks.”

“Stop demanding shit and I’ll let you inside to warm your feet up. After you had your hot cocoa, you’ll leave this place. I came here for a reason.”

“I’ll not leave,” pursing your lips you hold the alpha’s gaze. “I walked for like three hours. I will not walk back to my car. Did you see all the snow?”

“Did you realize this is not your cabin and that it’s already occupied?” he watches you brush past him. “Hey! You can’t just…” the alpha huffs as you make your way inside the cabin. “Yeah, why don’t you come inside and make yourself home.”

“I’m planning on it,” you drop your backpack to the ground as the man follows you inside his cabin. “Be a sweetheart and make me that hot cocoa you were talking about.”

“What? Lady, this is not a hotel,” snapping your fingers at the alpha you wait for him to make you hot cocoa. “Who do you think you are?”

“Your guest,” you quip.

The alpha just stares at you. “Lady, I didn’t invite you to stay.”

“Don’t act like a caveman,” you use your teeth to take off your gloves. “Be nice, and I’ll pay you for your service.”

“I’m not a peasant,” the alpha grits his teeth. “Lady, I’m warning you. If you don’t—hey!” you drop your coat, scarf, and boots to the ground to hurriedly make your way toward the fireplace. “Don’t litter at my cabin.”

“Don’t yell at me, grump,” you talk back. “I want that hot cocoa.” You sit on the large beanbag in front of the fireplace to get warm and cozy. 

“You can’t just invade my—” the alpha huffs. “I wanted to be alone on Christmas. This includes not having guests at my cabin. You can have the hot cocoa, and then you’ll leave.”

“You’re not nice.”

“I’m not the one invading someone else’s place, miss,” he mutters. The alpha walks toward the small kitchenette to get you a mug of hot cocoa. “I’ll kick her out the moment she finished her hot cocoa. I swear.”

“You know, it’s impolite to mumble, Sir. And you still didn’t tell me your name,” you say. “My name is Y/N. What’s your name?”

“None of your business.” 

“That’s a stupid name,” the alpha huffs as he walks toward the fireplace to hand you a mug of hot cocoa. He even added a few tiny marshmallows. 

“That’s not my name. I just meant that-“ he groans as you smirk darkly. “You’re annoying as fuck.”

“You’re a grump so we are even,” you take a sip of the warm cocoa, moaning at its taste. “The cocoa is good. You’re not a hopeless case then. I taste cinnamon and cloves. But there’s something else.”

“Cardamom,” he grumbles. “Drink up. I want you on your way.”

“I won’t leave,” you state. “You can’t just throw a girl out of your cabin in the middle of a snowstorm. An alpha should protect and care about an omega.”

“You’re not my omega,” he retorts. “I don’t feel responsible for you.”

You harrumph. 

“I’ll drive you back to town. That’s all I can do,” he offers. “You can talk to Singer to book a new cabin.”

“It’s late,” you yawn. “Can I not sleep here?”

“You don’t even know me. I could be a serial killer or something,” he furrows his brows as you start to cackle. “I mean it.”

“Nah, you’re all bark but no bite,” you wiggle on the beanbag.

“How do you wanna know?” he sits on the other beanbag next to you and stretches his bowed legs out to warm his feet. “I could easily break your neck or worse.”

“I got the black belt and you’re a cute puppy,” sipping at your mug you watch the alpha stare into the fire. “Why do you want to spend Christmas alone?”

“My parents booked a flight to Fiji. My brother will spend Christmas at his parents-in-law's place. All of my friends are married,” he shrugs. “I didn’t want to bother one of them. I hate being the third wheel.”

“Hmm…sounds like you are a grumpy alpha on the run,” you carefully get up from the beanbag, balancing the mug in your hand as you walk toward the alpha. “Good thing I’m around now. I’ll help you, big grump…”

>> Part 2

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[lokisprettygirl]

The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read chapter 41 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 42

Summary : You take your relationship further but your happiness may not last for long.

Warning : 18+, Heavy Daddy kink, Smut, Unprotected sex, Praise kink, Violence, Mentions of self harm, murderous thoughts, Mention of Suicide, Rape, abuse, sexual violence, Harsh language, bodyshaming, fatshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, blackmail, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use, some weird feeding kink I’m (loki is) developing, short chapter

He showed you around the house and you loved his bedroom, it had a small bed in the middle of the room and a window on the left side, there was a closet to the right and everything seemed vintage. You couldn't wait for the night, you showered, cleaned yourself up properly and got into one of his shirts with a pair of underwear, you wished now that you have packed your sexy lingeries when you ran away  

"Hello daddy " You mumbled as he came out after showering, he chuckled in nervousness, this was weird for him, his palms felt clammy and he was so thrilled but also scared of disappointing you tonight. 

"Hello baby" he cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly "Gods you're so beautiful" your cheeks flushed at the compliment, he didn't have to do that, you were already willing to do and be whatever he wanted you to be but you know he did it out of love, he loved you truly. 

"Thank you daddy, so are you, so pretty" you mumbled between the kisses, he did look ethereal, his hair was wet and slicked back and he only had a trouser on, you could see the outline of his cock.

 He was so aroused and so were you. 

 You never had to wait so long before indulging in a physical relationship because that was the only kind of relationship you had shared with men in your past. But with Loki, it somehow became secondary, you didn't want to get it twisted, you craved it immensely, you wanted to touch every naked inch of his skin and have him do the same to you but it wasn't something you prioritized in this relationship. 

Your relationship was built on trust, communication and emotional connection, your heart's got linked together before he even kissed you for the first time. 

"Come back to me sweetheart, you're all lost in your pretty little head and I can't have that tonight now can I? I need you to watch and feel and touch me while I ruin you like I promised to" you moaned as he laid you down on the bed, you looked pretty in his clothes, you always did but tonight he was going to get you out of it, he'd have your naked writhing body underneath him and he was going to cherish every second of it. 

"Daddy you think you're going to ruin me? I don't think of it like that, that's not the word I'd use to describe how your touch makes me feel" he smiled as he pressed a kiss over the corner of your mouth, his hands sneaked under the shirt and you moaned as he cupped your breasts gently 

"How would you describe it, little baby?" You curled one of your arm around his neck while the other one rubbed over his clothed bulge

"Mmm it's a blessing loki, you're a blessing, a true God in human form and I want to worship you all my life" the words riled him up, the thought of you wanting to worship him made him feral.

"Ohh darling, my sweet sweet darling" he got on his knees to admire the view but you instantly pulled him into you to kiss him, you couldn't have gone a single moment where your body wasn't rubbing against him and his breaths weren't fanning over your face. He unbuttoned your- his shirt slowly and the sight of your naked bosom immediately made him want to squish his face in them. He wrapped one of his arm around your waist to lift you up so he could take it off your body, 

"You're divine my love, you have no fucking idea how beautiful you are, do you?" Your face flushed at the praise and eyes teared up. So sweet, he was always so sweet to you. 

"So are you lo, you're the prettiest man I have ever known, and I don't mean just this" you caressed his face and he kissed the back of your fingers 

"I mean this..so pretty" you placed your palm right where his heart was beating so fast and dived down to kiss you again, you couldn't help but hide your face in the crook of his neck as he tugged your underwear down your legs, his lips latched onto your nipples.

In the last few months he had thought about doing this to you a million times, he sucked and nipped like a cat, earning your mewling in his ear. 

As he took your underwear off and sat up, you couldn't help but feel shy, it was new, you have never been shy in bed before you met him. 

He pulled your legs up to your knees and spread them apart so he could soak into the view of your drenched cunt. He took his trousers off his legs, throwing them in the corner of the room and your face heated up even more, you were both all naked, 

"Feeling bashful sweetheart?" He whispered in your ear and you felt his fingers rubbing your lips, the gesture made you moan

"Yess daddy.. you're so good to me" you mumbled softly and he smiled

"Such a pretty pretty cunt you have darling, dripping incessantly..more and more with every little touch of my fingers" you let out a cry as his thumb flicked over your clit.

"Please daddy please I can't wait any longer" you stroked his cock slowly and he was in heaven, pure unadulterated heaven and he wanted to stay there forever, he wanted to live in a world where you two can just continue to touch each other like this forever 

"I know baby..you have been so good for daddy, so patient, just let me savor the taste of you for a moment, can I ?" God did he even have to ask? He scooted down and placed his mouth onto your lips, you felt immensely thankful that you shaved.

Your fingers clutched into his hair and he continued to suck and lick until his face was glistening with your arousal. His hips buckled against the mattress involuntarily and he knew he wouldn't be able to take this anymore, so he got up, wrapped your legs around his waist and lined his cock over your entrance. He looked right into your eyes as you pleaded with him silently, and then you felt him thrust in, slowly, very slowly, inch by inch, he took his time and let out a grunting noise when the base of his cock rubbed against your lips. 

He leaned over you, placing his arms on either side of your head and then you felt his lips on yours, you couldn't think anymore, you could only feel his hard big cock deep inside you, he was touching and brushing against every corner of your walls. 

"You're suffocating me so well love, such a tight little cunt for daddy's cock" the way he could just spill dirty words out of his mouth never failed to make you gasp with contentment. 

"Ohhh God Daddy yess please..yes ..yess" you mumbled incoherently and he couldn't stop looking at your face, the closed eyes and parted lips belonged to the most beautiful woman he was lucky enough to call his. He stayed still for a moment, allowing your pussy to mould around his cock, one of your hand wrapped around his slender waist while the other one curled over his neck, whatever you were going to say to him was died in your throat as he thrusted in and out of you slowly, only sounds of your pleasurable cries were heard after that. 

"Mmm baby ..fuck yess that's my girl..taking my cock so well" he whispered and you could hear the obscene sound of his cock moving in and out of your wet cunt 

"Ohhh daddy, don't stopp..dont pleasee" 

"Not planning to" he sat up on his knees and got between your legs, placing your legs on his shoulders he thrusted in and out of you again. Your eyes rolled back into your head and you grabbed onto the headboard, you just had to clutch onto something.

The sheen of sweat beads formed all over his skin, his hair tousled, lips parted in pure pleasure as he concentrated on slow shallow thrusts of his hips, his eyes stayed linked with yours and if god did exist, you just knew and believed that he'd look like this man right here. 

"Fuck daddy ..I'm so close ..so close..yess please..I'm right there" you mumbled and he couldn't take his eyes off the sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on, your walls clenched around him and that was his breakdown,

"Cum with me sweetheart, I want you to let go with me, gonna fill your little cunt with my seed babygirl" 

It was like a switch, his words pushed you over the edge immediately and the way your walls tightened around him made him crumble too. The sound of his grunts and your moans clashed with each other, the way you both felt in that moment you knew it was worth the wait because you have never been so satisfied by sex before, never like this, you felt it deep inside you, your soul was fluttering and you wished you could have described or put your feelings for him in better words but you couldn't.

You only snapped out of your thoughts when you felt his lips on yours and then he collapsed right next to you.

His arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer. 

"I love you" he mumbled softly and you turned your head to the side to look at him, 

"I love you lo, I love you so much" you snuggled into his warm body, you have never felt so happy in your life before. 

"I don't know what I'd do without you darling..I'd lose my mind..don't ever leave me" his eyes teared up for unknown reasons so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly

"I am not going anywhere.. promise me the same?" He nodded and you couldn't have been happier. 

After a while he got up, chuckling as you whined at the loss of touch, he cleaned himself and came back with a wet rag to gently clean you up, you moaned again as you felt the warm towel against your skin, 

"Thank you" he leaned down to kiss your forehead.

"That was the best sex I have ever had" you mumbled as he cuddled you, it was for him too, because he knew how much you loved him and that he wasn't just an escape for you.

"I feel the same baby" your whole body felt so relaxed but you couldn't stop touching him, your fingers trailed over his chest and you found his cock again, stroking him slowly with your fist, he had arm around you and his lips pressed kisses on your neck.

 You didn't even remember falling asleep that night. 

When you woke up the next morning he wasn't next to you, you heard the noises coming from the kitchen so you got up, showered and put on another one of his shirts to greet him.

"You're the prettiest sight in the morning" your face flushed at the compliment so you walked towards him and hugged him from behind

"Good morning daddy" he turned his head to kiss you and he couldn't stop smiling.  He was so happy. 

Rest of the week went by quickly,  Time with him flew so fast but you knew things couldn't have stayed like that. He had to work for both of you so he met with Nick and found a job at the bakery, he was supposed to handle the marketing department since Hela was already doing his books, while he worked for 8 hours you stayed at home, you didn't want to feel like a burden but you did, you so very did. 

Especially when he came back and seemed tired, you couldn't help but feel awful. Everyday he'd come back with a treat from the bakery, he just wanted to make you happy and you had no idea how to make yourself more useful for him.

The news of your disappearance died down since it's been a month, but you knew they were still looking for you. You found conspiracy videos on YouTube about it and you couldn't help but chuckle at all the theories.

You were making tea for Loki, the first time you made it, it turned out to be too bitter but you kept trying, everyday you somehow managed to fuck it up but you were getting better, 

"Owwwww" you winced as the kettle burned your fingers but you didn't have time to dwell on it because you heard the doorbell ringing. You excitedly made your way to the door and jumped into his arms the moment you saw him 

"I have missed you too baby" he giggled as he closed the door, he could smell the aroma of fresh brewing tea in the air, his heart swelled because you really were trying your best to adjust to this new life, he didn't ask you to do those things, he would take care of you as best as he could but he knew you wouldn't want to just sit around and that's exactly why you wanted to work so he asked Nick if there was something you could do at the bakery, keeping in mind, the skills you had or lack of it and he had a good news for you. 

"I'll go shower and then we can enjoy the delicious tea" he kissed you softly and you crossed your arms 

"Are you making fun of me, mister hotshot?" The nickname made him feel weirdly nostalgic.

"Not at all, I do enjoy your tea" you shook your head in disbelief as he walked towards the bedroom. 

When he came back he sat down on the couch so you handed him the cup and sat on top of him 

Your eyes remained glued to his face as he took the first sip

"What's wrong with it today?" You scrunched your nose and he shook his head 

"Nothing..it's perfect darling " you knew he wasn't lying because the first time you fucked it up he told you that he was proud of you for trying and he'd always tell you the truth so you can improve. He placed the cup aside as he noticed the burn mark on your finger.

"Now what is that babylove?" He questioned as he grabbed your hand in his 

"Sorry I was distracted" 

"That's not good" he placed a soft kiss on the mark and pulled you into a warm embrace. 

"Does it hurt sweetheart?" He whispered in your ears and you wanted to turn all baby like and throw a tantrum but decided against it.

"It doesn't Daddy..just stings a little" 

Loki told you about the job prospect he has for you, and it made you nervous, you never had to work before, well at least not jobs like that. You were supposed to pack the boxes for the cakes, cookies and cupcakes, that's all you had to do, depending on the day the workload would differ but you felt really nervous about it. 

Loki had told you time and again that you didn't have to do this but you didn't want to sit around and do nothing. 

He wanted you to get independent and do your thing but he knew it'd be difficult for you and he feared that you won't be able to handle the pressure of it.

 And he wasn't wrong because just three days later you did run away from home, from him, leaving his heart broken and shattered.

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 Seventy Two Hours of Bliss Ch. 40/41

Chapter 40: Mangoes and English Oak

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, cunnilingus, fingering, sexual mangoes reference, Sex while eating, Unprotected PiV (play safe ya'll) female dominated PiV, Pinky and the Brain reference (lol)

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Series Summary:

You are neighbors with Austin Butler on the Gold Coast of Australia just prior to shooting Elvis. You become just friends because he is taken. However, after he is single again, you both find out just how attracted you are to one another and things get unrelentingly hot.

SERIES WARNING: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only,  here there be lemons.

Authors Notes: I started writing this while remodeling my kitchen, so that informed the slightly quirky narrative. It starts slow, but once it heats up, it is on fire. I have tried to pull facts from RL as much as I could, but obviously there are some assumptions and flat out dreamy wishes  involved here. 

Chapter 40: Mangoes and English Oak

Whatever it was that had been built between you seemed to evaporate with the mad fucking, the crying, the confessions and promises. Suddenly it’s like no time passed at all.

You two rummage in the kitchen, half clothed,  pulling out what few things were there, clearly you need to hit the market.  You nibble on toast with jam and tea with canned pears while leaning on the counter. 

You talk about your travels here and how nervous you were feeling to see him again. He talks about how he was anxious to see you too. You both smile at how you felt the same way. It feels comfortable again, finally.

You hop up to sit on the counter kicking your shoes off, closer to his height now.  You tell him you have 8-10 weeks, before going to begin the project for Tom and Rita. 

“When you go, maybe we can visit on weekends?” he suggests. 

“Oooo I like that, or meet in the middle, I do want to spend some time in France and Italy while I’m here,” you say. 

“Oh I would love that! We could fuel the French rumors more!” he laughs.

“Oh my god,” you laugh. “We could really keep them guessing!  Do we need to address that whole situation soon?"

He shrugs, "It's not really anyone else's business. Let them figure it out for themselves, it'll keep them busy."

You nod. 

"Oh! By the way, Marissa called me last week. She wanted me to thank you for setting her up with Kate. She says it’s been a dream come true.  I think she may actually be really good at it,” you smile at him. 

He moves his body between your legs, sliding his hands to your waist. Your breath catches just a bit. 

“It was my pleasure," he says, then hears what he said and who he said it to. He cracks a smile.

You can’t help but crack up, forehead to his chest, suddenly reminded of your inside joke about Chick-fil-A. He laughs too, putting his hand on the back of your head. "Do you suddenly feel like a sexy shower?" 

"Pavlov says yes... but the shower here looks tiny," you retort looking up from his chest. 

"We could always wait for a rain storm, I've always wanted to fuck in the rain..." he looks outside.

"Mmm, yes please, let's mastermind that" you say, rubbing up his chest to his neck and pulling him down for a slow kiss. 

After a long minute. He breaks the kiss, rubbing your thighs. 

“Do you know what your schedule will be like?” you ask, trying to handle the mundane in amongst the magical.  

“We just finished our mini boot camp yesterday, so we have a couple days off. I am told we should be working only during the week, so weekends should be ours. We’ll see how true that’ll be.” 

“It is ok if I stay here, right?” you realize that you hadn’t asked him at all, you just assumed. 

“Oh my god Kitten, yes please. I don’t think I could stand it if you didn’t. I need you all to myself for a while,” he wraps his arms around you rocking slightly side to side.

It’s amazing to be in his arms again, almost surreal. 

“I’m all yours sweetheart, morning, noon and night,” you look up at him.

He smiles down at you. A wave of awe strikes you. This amazing man loves you. Your mind is pulled to the little black box. You dutifully shove it away, ‘everything in perfect timing’, you tell yourself. 

“How long do you think Tom and Rita’s will take?” he asks, thinking about more time apart. 

“Oh, geeze,” you reply, thoughts pulled back to the now, “I can't even guess until I see it. Honestly it will depend on how fast materials get there and since it’s on an island, that will be an interesting twist!” 

“Then you’ll be done, huh, with your 7 continents,” Austin remarks, “then what?” 

“I don’t know,” you shrug, ”I suppose we will see what life lays at our feet.” 

“Our feet?” he says with a smile, “I like the sound of that.” 

“Of course baby,” you say snuggling up to him, “this, this right here is my dream now.” 

“Oh Kitten,” he lets out a huge breath, his arms tightening around you.

He leans forward to kiss your sweet mouth. The light kiss expands into parted lips, while tips of tongues solicit for entrance. Every other thought melts away as his kiss deepens. 

Kissing him feels like the oxygen you can’t live without. It’s like you’d been slowly suffocating for months without realizing it and now you can finally breathe deep.

He pulls back from you, looking into your eyes. 

“Is it alright if I take you to the bedroom?” he asks in a slightly cautious, but sultry voice, “I think I’m ready to take my time sweetheart.”

You bite your lip and nod. A smile spreads across his lips, like he was worried you’d say no. Silly boy, like you could say 'no' to him. 

He leans down and kisses your mouth. His hands glide down your back, snapping open the clasp on your red bra, almost as an afterthought.  He pushes his hands between your ass and the cold tiles of the counter. He bends his knees and your legs wrap around his waist, your skirt bunched up around your hips. He pulls you onto him. Your arms wrap around his neck and shoulders, helping to hold yourself on his lean body.  He has gotten stronger, you have too. 

He carries you, kissing you gently, to the bedroom. 

He lays you down on the side of the bed, your bra sliding off. His still undone jeans, underwear and shoes come off and he stands naked in front of you. 

It feels like the beginning again, even though he fucked you silly an hour ago. That was different, full needy desperation and all the difficult emotions that had built up between you. But this:  this is tender wanting, laced with love and all the feels. 

Your knees fall slightly together as you bite your lip. Your eyes are slowly taking in his Adonis-like form from head to toe and back again. Just the sight of him standing above you makes a little moan escape from your lips. Fuck he is magnificent.

He leans down to the bed, one finger tracing up your leg, the hem of your skirt still up near your hips. Its drape drags lightly along your bare and sensitive pussy lips as he slowly pulls the fabric across and out of the way. The barest of shudders slides down your spine. 

Then his knees are on the floor and his fingers are barely stroking your lips. He gently pulls your labia apart, stretching the skin around your clit just enough to make your inner lips contract.  You inhale an audible gasp. Pushing them back together, his fingers squeeze gently on the outside, near the root of your clit, massaging back and forth. Wetness seeps from between your lips. 

You blow out a little moan, fuck he remembers.  He pulls you apart again, blowing on your clit. The cold air makes you whimper. 

The tip of his tongue runs up and down the smoothness of your labia, teasing at what is to come. 

He is definitely taking his time, lips nibbling and tongue licking slowly, but not touching your clit. Not yet. 

Your breath quickens.

“Lord, I missed this,” he says, almost as a prayer. 

Then his fingers pull you wider, open and exposed. The tip of his tongue touches your clit. You gasp as a zing jolts you. He blows on it, then touches it again. Pause. And again.  

He is watching your reaction. His blue eyes peering over your mons with his tongue out long. Fuck, he is gorgeous. 

This please. Yes, this please, forever. 

Gradually his touches become tip-of-the-tongue undulations up and over your nub. Deeper, rolling his tongue farther down, down, down and into your entrance. 

Your breath is shallow and fast, little moans escaping with each new sensation. Then his tongue ripples up against your inner lips. His mouth closes around your clit with pulsing suction. 

“Oh my fucking god,” falls from your lips as you curl towards him, hands in his blonde hair, “did you get better at this?” 

His eyes open to yours and you feel the vibrations of chuckle against your labia. 

“Mangoes,” is all he says with a cock of his eyebrow and a lick of his lip. Then he dives back to the veneration of your cunt. 

Thank fuckin’ mangoes! Is there a god of mangoes? Because you need to deliver upon them all your offerings and praise! All hail mangoes, and Austin's tongue!

He pulls your clit into his mouth, tongue lightly flicking back and forth, then suction again. His fingers slide so slowly inside you. He is moaning into your pussy.  Your body is curled tight, flexing against his face. Then his fingers curl against your front wall and like a spring you uncoil, deep moans rumbling from your chest. The back of your hands beating the mattress. 

Beautiful, sweet release.  

He laps at your slit, drinking in all the juices that leak out as you shake on the bed.  Then his comforting weight is on your heaving chest. You stare almost dumbfounded into his eyes. He pets your hair, moving it out of your face. 

“Ready for more, my pet?” he asks. 

You can only nod still panting from your orgasm.

His lip curls up in a tiny smile, his little dimple appearing over the left corner. His hips rock, his cock rooting gently around your snatch, begging to be let in.  You lift ever so slightly, giving him room. Then he is barely in you, just an inch or so.

He freezes. Your hips strain up to his, getting him in you a scant inch further. He lifts back, teasing you. Your hips roll and you wrap your arms around him in an attempt to pull him to you. He refuses to let you.

“Oh my,” his voice deep and penetrating, “what a needy girl you are.” 

“Uh huh” you nod. 

“Do you need me in you?” he says, “is that what you want?.” 

"Want, need,” you moan, “please, please yes.” 

Slowly, he pushes himself into you. Every inch in and every inch out has your eyes fluttering and your body shaking. Then he stops, holding  himself up on his elbows and toes, letting you rut up to him.  Writhing against him, your body begs for more. You do your best to fuck yourself on his cock, but it’s not hitting right. 

“Let me…,” you say, pushing him off and rolling him over. You stand between his legs which are bent off the bed, feet on the floor. You plant your right foot on the bed next to his hip, your knee bent almost to your shoulder.

Rising up on the toes of your left foot, you grab the base of his cock and sink down onto him with a groan.  He can’t really thrust here more than flex his glutes. He smiles as you take charge. 

You place your hands on his hip bones, hunching over him like a big cat getting ready to pounce.  Your hips start rolling forward, tilting along his length, then pushing down and back in a slow steady rhythm. Each stroke rubs him along your g-spot. 

Oh my god it feels so good to ride him like this, to work yourself back and forth on him, angling right where you want him to hit. 

His thumb slides to your clit, giving you something more to rub against, something more to moan about.  Your hips move a little faster, your orgasm building deep inside  He is watching you grind yourself on his cock and hand. 

“Fuck yeah, that’s it,” he spurs you on, "god you are so hot.” 

His other hand rises to rub his fingers across your nipples. 

“Ohmigod, yes, play with them,” you start to flood his dick as the sensations from your nipple shoot right to your pussy.  You are so close to unraveling on him. 

“Oh lord, you are so wet, you are dripping down my balls,” he moans.

He pinches your nipple and for a split second it’s too hard.

“Not too…”  you begin saying, then it unexpectedly pushes you that last tiny bit, “haaaaaa yes, fuck yes, fuck yes.” 

You are exploding onto him, the contractions of your core riding him hard. You curl up over him, shaking with how good he is in you, riding the wave of your orgasm. You shake down to a stop, catching your breath. 

“Oh gods, Kitten! Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” he begs. His fingers dig into your hips now, intent on pushing you back and forth on his cock. Fuck. You can’t leave him hanging.

“You like this,” you breath out, moving on him, “me mounting you this way, riding you? Yeah?” 

“Yes, I do,” he moans, eyes closed, head tilted back. You had forgotten how sexy his neck was.  You realize how dominating this position feels for you, you are in control, you have the power. 

“You like it when I claim you?” your words coming out of their own accord in lieu of the moans of pleasure you feel bubbling up. 

His head raises, lust shrouded eyes meeting yours. He nods, biting his lip. Fuck, if that’s what he wants… a slow smile sneaks across your face. You grind down on him.  Shit it’s good, almost too good.

His eyes flutter closed.

“No, no, look at me Austin,” you tell him, pulling his chin. His eyes open, lost in sensation.

“You are mine. Your mouth is mine, your fingers are mine, your cock is mine, your cum is mine. I want all of you.” You put your hands on his chest, pushing him down, nails heedlessly digging into his skin, snapping your hips back and forth over him, overstimulating yourself in the best way. 

“Oh fuck!” his pupils are blown, his heart is racing in his chest, he is close to spilling into you, “I’m yours baby, yours! All fucking youuuuur,” he groans out as his eyes roll back in his head. He is so hot when he cums, it sets you off again. 

“Oh god Austin, yes, yes YES! ” your clit grinding on to the tight muscles of his lower abdomen as your internal muscles clamp down onto him. He groans, pleasure surging through you and through him.  Your bodies are buzzing, vibrating together in shared bliss. 

After you catch your breath, you climb off him and sit, leaning against the headboard. You spy the picture of you in your black dress in a frame on the bedside table. It makes your heart melt. 

Austin curls up, head in your lap and his arms around your waist. You watch him breath for several minutes, his eyes closed and a relaxed smile touching his lips. He could be sleeping. Your fingers lightly connect  the freckles on his left cheek in a curve then down his neck and arm. 

“God I love you, Austin,” you whisper. 

His smile broadens, not asleep. He turns his head to look up at you, his baby blues shining.

“I have never loved anyone like I love you, Kitten,” he says softly, finger tracing your jawline. 

You stare at one another, lost in the quiet of the moment, lost in each other.  You slide down next to him after several heartbeats,  wanting to feel all of your body on all of his. 

“This feels so good, so right,” you remark, snuggling close against him. 

“Oh Kitten,” his palm is tapping his chest, “I didn't realize how much missing you weighed on me, how much it hurt.  I’ve been living like that so long, the weight of it became normal.” 

You nod, totally understanding what he means. 

“I haven’t felt this good in months,” he says, ”and it just dawned on me that I don't hurt anymore.” 

“Oh my love…” you move his hand and plant kisses on his heart, “never again.” 

You spend the next several hours in the ebb and flow of one anothers embrace. You doze, you talk, you kiss, you slowly make love, you shower, you eat naked in the kitchen, you talk, your passion flares in a fiery kiss, you fuck hard, you eat again. In the wee hours of the night, you are both finally spent and curled up together. Just before you fall asleep, you press his hand between your thighs, cupping your mons. His fingertips lightly press against your labia. It’s oddly comforting. You smile and drift into a deep relaxed sleep. 

………

You wake up the next day before he does. You sneak out and go buy groceries at the Sainsbury’s down the street.  When you come back in, the house is still silent. You peek in and he is still dead asleep. Apparently, waking up early in distress was an Elvis shoot thing. 

You had decided to make french toast when you were at the store. You even bought cream to whip, which you end up doing by hand because there was no mixer. 

“Awoken by the whisk, I guess it’s better than the whip,” his deep voice resonates from behind you. 

“Hey! Good Morning,” you turn around, whisk and bowl in hand. He is leaning against the door with only pajama bottoms on. He looks divine. 

“Hungry?” you ask, rising on your tiptoes to kiss him. 

“For you? Always.” his hands come to your waist and pulls you into a passionate good morning kiss. 

“I’m sorry if I woke you up,” you say when your lips part. 

“No, it was good,”  his hands remain around your waist as you turn back to the counter to set down the bowl. “I was waking up already. When I realized you weren’t in bed, I almost had a panic attack thinking it was all a dream. Then I heard your racket in here.” 

“My racket is almost done and is going to be delicious,” you smile, dipping your finger in the white creamy fluff and  offering it to him over your shoulder, he slowly licks it off your finger.  A little involuntary moan whispers from your lips.

“Mmm, that is good Kitten,” he says. 

“Is it?” you dip your finger in again. Turning around, you  wipe it on his chest, just over his nipple. 

You lean forward, tongue out, flicking his nipple lightly as you lick up the slowly dripping vanilla flavored sweet cream. Then you cover his nipple with your mouth, gently sucking and biting. 

When you pull away, he is watching you from lowered lashes. 

“Mmm, is that how it is this morning?” he asks. 

“With you? Always,” you nod, looking up at him, “take your pants off and go sit,” you nod your head towards the table. 

A look of bewilderment flashes on his face, then he nods, untying the drawstring. Pulling his pants off right there, you see he is half hard. 

“Go, I’ll be there in a minute,” you turn your back to him, un-doing the top several buttons on your blouse and kicking off your shoes.

“Yes ma’am,” he does as he is told, watching you. 

You cut up some french toast into bite sized pieces, syrup, butter and whipped cream on them. You grate a little nutmeg and cinnamon on top. You grab one fork and bring a generous cup of tea. You walk over and set them on the table.

“Thank you,” says Austin, reaching for the fork. 

You bat his hand away. “No, wait,” holding up a finger. 

His look of confusion is priceless.  

You pull his chair perpendicular to the table, so he is facing sideways.  Stepping back, you slowly unbutton your jeans and make a show of taking them  and your underwear off. You slide your hands into your blouse removing your bra in the mysterious way all women know and all men wonder about. You lean over him, giving him a generous view of your dangling breasts.  You see he has gotten harder with your little strip tease.

Perfect.

His hands go instinctively to your hips as you lean further to kiss him deeply, passionately. Your hands slide around his neck and your legs open to straddle his lap, trapping his now hard cock against his belly.   You pull away from his lips, kissing along his jawline and down his neck. His hand slides into your hair to the back of your head, pressing you to continue. His other is wrapped around the curve of your ass, pulling you closer to him. 

“Are you hungry Austin?”  you ask quietly, deviously. Your fingers slip the last button of your blouse  out of its hole, exposing your front to him.

“Um… yes,”  almost more question than statement. He is totally unsure of what is happening here, “but…and.. ” 

His words hang in the air as you grab the cup of tea and pass it to your non-dominant hand. You pick up the fork, stabbing a piece of french toast. You offer it to him, letting him take the bite off the fork as you sip the tea.  As he is chewing you rise up and sink your pussy over his cock. His eyes close for a second as he stops chewing to inhale through his nose. 

You nonchalantly take another sip. 

He swallows with a shaky breath.

You slide up and down slowly continuing to offer bites to him. His breath comes little moans as he keeps taking food off the fork.  

You put the tea down. 

Neither of you say anything, eating and fucking is all your brains can process at the moment. 

Words would ruin it. 

It’s unexpectedly erotic.  

Thinking would break the spell.  

He takes the fork from you, turning the tables. He offers, you chew.  He flexes and pushes into you. Your eyes go wide, then your tongue rolls the flavors in your mouth, then you swallow as he pulls back. 

Your breath comes out wobbly before he offers you a second bite. Again and again this slow fucking and feeding continues. 

By the time the plate is empty, syrup, butter and whipped cream has dripped unheeded onto your tits due to his having to use his non-dominant hand.   One drop is trailing dangerously close to your vulva.  Remembering that you don’t like sugar there, Austin places the mostly empty plate on the chair next to him as you finish off the tea. As one motion he grips your ass, fixing you to him, and stands up, laying you back on the table, stopping the runaway drips of liquid sugar in their tracks.  His cock pulls back as he slowly lowers his face to your vulva. He catches the drop and backtracks its pathway with a lapping tongue. 

The empty tea cup slips from your fingers unnoticed.  

He finds each drop of syrup, each plop of whipped cream and luxuriates in slowly licking each, nibbling his own path between each one. By the time he is done, your heaving chest tells him you want more. 

He pulls back, double checking his work. He looks curiously at your breasts, realizing that they had been unsullied by thick, sweet fluid. Then he swirls  his finger in the plate of cream and syrup, bringing up a creamy mix reminiscent of sweet cum.  The idea of it being cum makes you want to tip the whole plate onto your chest. 

You watch as he lets it drop onto a nipple, then offers it to your mouth. Greedily you suck on his finger, eyes closed. The taste makes you want to break your rules and coat yourself in it. When you open your eyes, he is watching you suck his finger, lips slightly pursed and blowing out a breath. You are guessing he’d like it all over his cock too.

He pulls his finger out and wraps his talented tongue around your nipple, holding your breast in his hand. He sucks it into his mouth, brushing the nipple with his tongue, holding it in a gentle bite with his teeth.  

You moan, your clit throbbing all of a sudden. He pops it out of his mouth and works his way to your neck. With hands kneading and rubbing your breasts, he sinks his teeth into the meat of your neck.  Goosebumps spring up along your arm and down your side. He pulls back, running a finger along the tiny pebbles, evidence of your arousal.

Then he is staring at your eyes, soft and full of desire at the same time.  He leans down slowly and gently rubs his lips to yours, side to side. Not hesitant, but sultry.  You coax him closer with your tongue darting out to touch his soft, full bottom lip. He slowly  gives in to your lingual seduction, diving to deepen the kiss. Lips open, mouths press,  tongues explore. 

It’s hard to tell who is tempting who. 

Before you know it, one hand is gripping the table edge next to your head, the other having trailed down your side, over your hip and under your ass. He lifts you just slightly, enough to give himself a straight route to your core. His mouth never leaves yours as he slowly presses into you.  

A long whining moan resonates in your sinuses as he buries himself deep in your wet and wanting pussy. He takes his time to pull out, focusing more on devouring your mouth with his. 

Then he thrusts in hard, using the table as leverage. 

You gasp through your nose, vocal cords vibrating on the exhale, whimpering against his tongue. 

Pulling out, his hand adjusts on your ass,  almost massaging the flesh of your glutes. Then another hard thrust and his fingertips dig in. 

God it feels so good, he is hitting you in all the right places inside.  

He continues his pattern of kissing you while pulling out, and digging in his fingers while thrusting hard.  

In this moment, he is beautifully masterful in his authority, his immense self control. His energy is all male, but not noxiously so. By taking his time, going slow,  every thrust is slowly luring you, pushing you, enticing you to orgasm.  Soon your hips are tilting up to meet his thrusts. His mouth leaves yours as he starts to moan in his own pleasure. He seems almost lost in place and time

He has you balancing on the head of a pin, for long minutes as he builds slowly.

Your breath is panting, despite the slow pace. Your hips are vibrating against him, wanting more, needing more. Just a little and you will fall apart. 

He leans back, his other hand sliding under your ass. He stops for a moment, watching you squirm under him, a little decadent smile on his face. Your eyes are begging him, your hands are opening and closing, shaking, fingertips rooting at your teeth,  not sure what to do with themselves. 

With both hands digging into the muscles of your butt, he unleashes on you. Giving you everything you wanted and more.  

Your hands fly to the edge of the table, holding on for dear life. The way his hands are digging, massaging  into your ass feels exquisite, adding that much more to your orgasm. His cock is giving no quarter as it pummels into you. 

The imagined weight of your eyes rolling back tilts your chin up, your throat vibrating with deep guttural groans. Sharp undulating waves roll up your spine, arching your back further and further up with each pass. Your whole body shakes with force of his hips. You ride the high as he rides you, deep and fast. 

His scream comes from his gut; loud, resonant, primal. His hands squeeze deeper, pulling you onto him as he thrusts become hard and jerky, eyes closed and teeth bared.  His breath holds as pushes deep with little thrusts, giving all of himself to you.  

“Oh gaw,” bursts from him as the vacuum is released from his lungs. He stumbles a little against the table, lightheaded.  

You pull him down to you, his torso laying on yours, his hands  still trapped under your ass. Your chests heaving together, heavy breaths blow across your breasts.  

Eventually he pulls his hands out from under you, standing upright. He helps you off the table, now messy with more than just syrup.  

“Wow, sturdy table” he says, pulling you into his arms. 

“Probably English Oak” you say without missing a beat.

You both giggle,  still euphoric. 

“Well, that’s one way to have breakfast,”  he says.

“Right! It was freakin’ sexy though, more so than I thought it would be,” you admit.

“Yeah, I would’ve never thought to do that… but it worked. I don’t think anyone but you could pull that off though, further evidence that you are a sex magician, wait no, Enchantress”  He smiles, remembering that night on the top floor of the Emporium.

“Fuck yeah!” you respond with a giggle, leaning in to gather a kiss from him. 

“I’m actually still hungry,” you say, “shall we clean up the table and just like… eat?” 

“Yes please! Can I have my own fork this time?” he asks with sly smile. 

......

After second breakfast, Austin cleans the kitchen up while you go and actually unpack your bags.   You are humming happily to yourself, hanging things up in the wardrobe, tucking things away. There is an antique vanity on the wall opposite the bed complete with a trifold mirror. 

You figure you might as well use it for what it’s for and put your hair brush, makeup and brushes there along with what was left of the little bottle of essential oil Austin sent you. You also decide to be cheeky and artfully arrange  your collections of vibrators and butt plugs there too, giving the blue sapphire one center stage. The whole thing makes you giggle out loud. 

“What’s so funny,” Austin comes in, drying his hands on a kitchen towel he has slung over his shoulder. He’s, again only in his pajama bottoms. 

“Tah Dah!” you say arms stretched out to your sex toy display.  

“Oh geeze Kitten,” he chuckles blushing a little, “what if someone comes over?” 

“Well, if they are invited to the bedroom, then they should know what they’ve agreed to,” you give him a sly smile.

He nods, deciding not to argue with your logic. “Well, in that case,” he walks over to a drawer in the dresser and pulls out his two hanks of black rope, the lube and his own set of butt plugs you bought for him.  He hangs the rope from the corner of the mirror and puts the lube and plugs in amongst the arrangement. “There, no holds barred now!” 

He grabs you in a huge hug, kissing your forehead. 

“What are we going to do today Brain” you say in your best Pinky voice. 

“The same thing we do every day Pinky,” he answers as Brain, without missing a beat, “try to take over the world!” He dramatically clenches his fist. 

You both giggle, sharing the weird childhood memory.  

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” you say, sexily, leaning up to press your lips to his. 

“I think so” his voice husky, his lips rubbing against yours, “but burlap chafes me so.”

You completely lose it, like in the absurd way that makes other people look at you like a loon. You are laughing so hard tears run down your face, you can’t breathe and you fall onto the bed. 

Your ridiculous laughter makes him laugh too. Soon your bellies are sore and you are in a heap together on the bed, catching your breath. 

His arms surround you. It’s the most comfortable you’ve felt in months. 

“I do want to play with you later today, if that’s ok,” he asks. 

“Yes please, anytime is a good time for playtime. What do you have in mind?” you ask, cuddling up to him. 

“I have some ideas taking shape, but I think you’ll have to just wait and see,” he says… kissing your nose. 

“Oooo, antici……” you leave the word hanging.

#Austin Butler #Austin Butler smut #Austin Butler x reader #Austin Butler fic #Austin butler fanfic #@purejasmine #@slowsweetlove #@richardslady121

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Alright, Yous asked for this - PART TWO

So, the list of all my drafts doesn't fit in one part...

Riding the Beasts SCP 682 smut CW: Monsterfucking

Sihtric AU-arama Just all osrts of Sihtric AUs, in a long, big list.

Some good ass edging Edging Modern!Sihtric, straight up smut

I'll Be Your Prize [Finan x Sihtric] Uhtred tells Finan he can ask for the thing he wants most, so Finan asks for Sihtric.

The Things We Do With Power - I The Boys fic, mild fix it, predominantly wicked smut.

A very old promise Once Upon the beginning of my blog, I promised to write a certain poly smut thing, so here goes nothing.

All About A Gag Sihtric x Finan x Osfert. Sihtric fakes a gag and Finan is not having it.

Domestic - Lan Mandragoran Lan x Reader, being cute.

One Big Bed Poly Wheel of Time smut. Rand is a slut in this one.

The Pantsident Mark tore his pants. Mark x Reader smut

A Long Drive [Marnas] Mark rips his pants and Arnas makes full use of the situation.

Orgasm Desperation - Stephen Colley Stephen x Reader, with reader making Stephen beg for it.

BoB Sexarama Shameless, plotless smut headcanons.

A3 - Throuple Aethelflead x Aldhelm x Aethelred headcanons

BoB Poly Family BS You get involved with Finan, Sihtric and Osferth and raise children with them. Modern verse, headcanon list

Band of Bebbanburgh - XII - Getting Ink Done Uhtred, Osferth, Finan and Sihtric are getting tatted and Sihtric likes it a bit too well.

First Kiss - Draco Malfoy Set during book six.

First Kiss - Eric Northman Simple as.

Basically every thought I have ever had about Sihtric, but in a pile Full ass headcanon dump on my very fav himbo.

Good Good Good, Good Vibrations Mr F uses a vibe on reader, in public, sorta.

Orgasm Desperation - Game!Lambert Needy Needy Lambertini.

Lambert in the Middle Lambert getting some DP from Eskel and Geralt.

Another Lovely Puppy Pile Reader x Many witchers (and Jaskier)

Band of Bebbanburgh - XI - Tetanus Uhtred 'challenges' Sihtric to catch a pigeon. Hoemboy gets pecked and scratched, but has no tetnaus immunisation, so Finan and Osferth have to wrangle him to go to the dco's. Sihtirc does not like doctors and has to be pacified with sexy times from his boyfriends.

Giving Birth to Sihtric's Child It is not reader's first and it will most certainly not be the last.

TLK Underworld AU Headcanon List about a mafia au of sorts

Finan Eating You Out He's good with his mouth, let's be real

How He Met Me - VI August POV version of The Prophet [fic]

At the Desk - Napoleon Solo Napoleon Solo fucking reader on her desk, Arranged Marriage verse.

Sex in the Changing Room - Modern!Sihtric Raunchy dirty naughty Sihtric fucking reader in the changing rooms of the local clothing store.

On the table - Sihtric Canon verse, he humps you on the table

Sex in the Bath - Captain Syverson Bath sex with Sy

Ever Curiouser - I Hellboy Longfic, polyship.

Some Bebbanboys smut, bc I am nasty Smutty stuff with Sihtric x Finan x Osferth

Ben Daimio x Werewolf Reader A beastly smut

The Bebbanboys Band AU headcanons

Ben Daimio - Sneaking Around Smutty, you and Ben avoid getting caught while fucking on the job

Sweetheart Prompt #3 Ivar Lothbrok, suprise surprise

Band of Bebbanburgh - X - What Sihtric Does Best Smut fest about Sihtric sucking dick

Ulysses Klaue Smut Does exactly what it says on the tin.

No Way We Are Making Homework - Modern Ubbe Modern Ubbe x Reader. You should be making homework, but you are not.

Nasty Nasty Dirty Gross Ubbe CW: Incest Ubbe uses one specific way of making Hvitserk listen.

Ubbe x Alfred - Modern AU Ubbe and Alfred shower together.

This Home I Built - TLK Poly Fest Selfish fix it fic, lotsa smut, mainly about Sihtric.

Santiago Garcia Breeding Kink V1 Santi knocking you up.

Alpha Geralt Going Feral Nasty smut with no excuses

Sihtric - Breeding Kink V1 Sihtric knocking you up

Omega Sihtric Going Feral Needy Omega Sihtric

Alpha Geralt Scenting You Scenting sesh getting out of hand.

Santiago Garcia - Rough Sex Ah yes, more shameless porn with no plot.

Scenting Omega Sihtric Scenting Omega Sihtric gets out of hand.

My Fair Lady Shameless Aldflaed smut

Expectations - Loki Shameless Loki smut

Choking Sam Winchester Reader applying some pressure to a big moose, sexually.

At Saltwick What happened between Sihtric, Finan and Osferth while the kids were asleep.

Sex in Public - Sihtric Canon verse.

Neteyam x Au'Nung Neteyam almost died and Au'Nung is distressed.

Proof That I am an Aweful Person [TLK Poly stuff] More ReaderxPretty Boys headcanons

Fjall Stoneheart - Doggystyle Shameless smut

Band of Bebbanburgh - IX - Seeking Refuge Osferth goes to Finan when his homelife starts turning for the worst.

Breeding V1 - Jake Sully Jake Sully knocking you up.

Band of Bebbanburgh - VIII - Show You How Sihtric teases Osferth how to please Finan

Band of Bebbanburgh - VII - Small Comforts Finan having himself a slice of Sihtric.

Band of Bebbanburgh - VI - Sihtric's Dream Sihtric wakes up from a bad dream and Finan and Osferth put him at ease.

By God(s) and Men - Finan x Sihtric Canon verse; Sihtric and Finan figure out their dynamic.

The Baker's Boy - Finan x Sihtric Modern AU; Finan just realised he's been in love with Sihtric all along.

The Witan - Mark/Arnas/Reader CW: RPF and RPS Established Arnas x Reader and Past Marnas. Arnas convinced reader to come along to a TLK cast vaca and things spin swiftly out on his control.

All Three of Them Reader x Sihtric x Finan x Osferth smut

Threesome with Sihtric and Osferth Shameless smut with a lil twist

Threesome with Sihtric and Finan Dirty smutty smut smut smut

#there is a part three coming #yes I am not yet done #current score: 110

[matan4il]

Good morning Alice! I was gonna wait to send this till after the finale, but then said duck it I'm not predicting anything. I'm just curious about your feelings.

So I always felt like if the network was to cowardly to make Buddie Canon it would only end 2 ways, them maybe dating women or just ambiguity single as a family. Basically I never expected to see an actual fleshed out love story written for either.

And well, S1 Buck is single, S2 Shannon is dead, Ali leaves, and we get good montage hug, S3 single and great party montage. OK S4, if that was the series finale we got Buddie walking into a party, Buck not fullying entering, Eddie uncomfortable and the will reveal. As shippers, we would have never bought it. The general audience would have just shrugged. Again, they weren't left in love with women but did leave with a crazy strong bond. S5 single, and now we approach S6. I have no clue what will happen with Marisol and Natalia, but I think we can all guess it would resemble the S4 ending if anything. So again, if they were unsure about renewing and left it open-ended, the GA would shrug, and we would be like "well then here is what really happened".

So I watched that Love in the Air montage like it was approaching a series finale and felt exactly like I thought I would. I was laughing at how vapid these relationships look on Buddie vs the others. 911 love stories are built on adversity. Couples that don't get a lot of representation because maybe some don't think they are sexy enough. That's what makes me love them is how strong their foundations are. They are not built on meet cutes, you know. You can't write a love story for these 2 that approaches touching the bonds and experiences they have already experienced together. I will use the word again. it seems almost vapid!

So no clue what will happen in the finale with these girls. My gut instinct is not a lot of focus. But I'm already excited to move to ABC, where I think they will actually be invested in.

As always, I loved your meta!! Stay safe, and I hope you are feeling OK and made headway with your new treatment!!!

Hi sweetheart, thank you so much for this lovely ask! And for the kind words about my 617 meta! *HUGS*

I agree with you, if Buddie doesn't go canon, the show would never be able to develop a fully fleshed out and satisfying love story with any other Love Interest, so the show would either use really lame LIs (where it's easy to see that they'd go in the way of Ana and Taylor a short while after the cut off point of the show's finale) or Buddie would be chronically single (and each other's life partners). I admit, I prefer the latter. The former just means a break up to get to the latter, and then in both cases I'd just headcanon that Buddie finally had a feelings realization and confession, getting together at some point in the future that we don't get to see. It's inevitable with their love story.

But without a doubt, when we know that the whole (or at least majority of the) finale is the one call during which the 118 will be going down, that means there won't be much room to develop anything with either Natalia or Marisol. And I feel like that's exactly how 4a left off with Ana, and 4b did the same with Taylor. They exist, something has started there, but it's built on such shaky ground (they really did give us less than nothing for why Marisol or Natalia would work out with Eddie and Buck), we KNOW that this ground would collapse under these new LIs after a short while.

I do think the move to ABC has a lot of potential. I'm thinking ABC bought the show from Fox knowing that things are a bit rocky, so they KNOW they need to bring in more viewers, and I'm sure they understand that letting Buddie go canon has the potential to do just that, make TV history, create buzz and bring in more viewers.

On a personal note, I'm just still blown away that my HMO actually approved this treatment, but it's gonna take another week (exactly) until I get my first treatment. Which sucks, I have to cancel guiding students from Harvard in order to make this appointment, but yeah. Health before anything else, right? If I kept the Harvard tour, the next appointment is mid June.

Thank you, darling! I hope you're having a great day, too! Love you tons. As always, here's my ask tag. xoxox

#buddie #911meta #911 on abc #911 abc #buddie meta #911 meta #911abc #9-1-1 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911onabc #911 #ask #daphnesvalley #anti bucktaylor #anti bucknatalia #anti eddieana #anti eddiemarisol #fandom love #personal #kindness #thank you! #<3333

[buckgasms]

'Double the Fun' Pt.2

Bucky x You x Steve

Read part 1 here

Took a while but here it is! Would love to hear from you guys so please feel free to drop into my ask box whenever 💖

Also comments fill my cold dead heart with butterflies and sunshine, so if you can..... I'll love you forever Bebe.

Warnings: Well it's a threesome so 🤷‍♀️ very naughty language, p in v, anal, dp; fingering, blowies, dirty talk, kinda degradation but it's hot; exhibitionism or vouyerism? Daddy kink, Cap kink..... To name but a few.

Enjoy you sexy lot 🍑

@bucky-daddy-barnes 😘

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You lay on the soft leather couch, panting feeling their release dripping over your face and body. You felt your muscles throb and your eyes flutter closed for a moment as Bucky stroked your hair, so proud of his pretty girl. "Ok baby, no drifting off yet, Cap and I wanna keep playing with ya."

You grinned as he helped you sit up properly. You felt so floaty that it was quite easy for Bucky to manipulate your limbs, leaving your legs wide open, totally on display for the two men. He kissed your head and then took his seat next to Steve.

They both waved at your as you focused on them and you couldn't help but giggle. "What a silly dolly" Steve said, "only fucked her a little and look at her, totally cock drunk." They both chuckled as you waited expectantly, for whatever was coming next, because even in your state, you knew something was coming.

"Put on a show for us babygirl" Bucky said as both men stroked their cocks. You couldn't help but whine. You hated doing it yourself and it seemed even more unfair given there were two of them to play with you. "Daddy please" you moaned "don't wanna" you pouted and made grabby hands at them both.

Bucky chuckled darkly. "Princess, either you start playing with that pretty pussy or we're gonna spank you raw, then leave you with nothing." You whimpered and wiggled but you relented, seeing the dark look in both their eyes. Your fingers drifted down to your dripping cunt, and you swirled your fingers over yourself. You moaned and sank two fingers in, leaning your head back on the couch

One of them clicked their fingers, and you stared back, eyes glazing over a little as you tried to focus. "You're s'pposed to be entertaining us sweetheart, don't be selfish" Steve growled and you whimpered an apology as you stared at them, your pussy fluttering around your fingers under their intense gaze.

As you continued to swirl your fingers you could barely focus. You tried spreading your legs wider, playing with your nipples the way Bucky would but even as the pressure built in your tummy, it just wasn't enough. Tears welled in your eyes and they began to tease you. "Aww poor baby, can't do anything for yourself huh?" Steve mocked and you huffed in response. "Rude little slut" he laughed as Bucky growled your way and stalked back over to you. He gripped your throat and landed five hard slaps to your aching heat. "Don't. Be. Rude." He puntuated each word with another slap. You sobbed, tears finally spilling over your cheeks.

"Daddy please, m'sorry" you cried. "Can't do it, need you and Cap to do it" you wailed, wrapping your hands around his arm as he choked you a little harder. He scanned your features as you continued to whisper apologies and stroke your hands along his firm arm.

Steve appeared over Bucky's shoulder and tapped his buddy on the shoulder. "Why don't we just give her what she wants huh? We'll play with those pretty holes just like she asked" he pinched your cheek and stroked the tears away. "As long as this little princess remembers we gave her the chance to do it herself and she wanted to be lazy."

"Thank you Cap, thank you Daddy" you breathed out still under the strain of Bucky's grip around your throat. Bucky grunted, then smiled, nodding in agreement of his friends plan. You shivered and felt your brain fog as they settled on either side of you, each taking a thigh and hooking it under their strong arms.

Steve's fingers dipped unrelentingly into your pussy, curling round and stroking at your most sensitive spot. You keened against him and Bucky gripped your throat, your eyes rolling a little and your mouth fell open. "Such a slut, always desperate to be filled up ain't ya" Bucky growled and pushed passed your lips and down your throat. You gagged and Steve felt your pussy clench around his fingers. "Fuck she likes that" he groaned and pulled out. His wet digits pressed into your ass and his thumb fucked your pussy. You whined and gagged, drool dripping down your chin and onto your chest as Bucky continued to gag you on his thick fingers. He pulled them out after a particularly deep gag and wiped his hand over your cum stained face.

"Do you like it baby, is this what you like?" He whispered your ear and you sobbed and Steve thrust harder into you. "Yes daddy, love it so much." He added his fingers to your pussy as well and you squirmed, feeling thoroughly fucked already. "Stop fighting princess, you wanted this remember? Silly little whore." Steve mocked as he used his free hand to hold you still, and they both, without words began to fuck you faster than ever, their thick fingers brushing every inch of you, until you were about to burst.

"Coming.... I'm coming daddy..... Captain.... Cap... I...." You gasped as they continued unrelentingly. "Good girl" Bucky whispered into your ear "don't forget to thank us when you come, gotta have manners babygirl." Your back arched and you emitted a long moan as their fingers brushed you over the edge and your climax soaked their arms. Steve kept his fingers going, dragging more from you, your body twitching with overstimulation.

As soon as his fingers fell from you, you slid from the sofa falling to your knees if front of them. "Mm a good girl, saying thank you daddy, like a good girl" you almost chanted as you took Steve's thick hard cock into your mouth. His heavy hand pressed on the back of your head, pressing you down, holding you in place. "Fuuuck" he groaned and gave a few short hard thrusts. You gagged and dug your nails into this thigh, bringing a hiss from him.

Pulling you off his by your hair, you were a vision when you surface. Face red, eyes glassy, tears and spit all over you face. Steve pulled you in and pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips which you tried to return, feeling like you were on a time delay. "Thank you sweetheart, but don't forget ya daddy, bet he's feeling left out."

You whined and cried as Steve guided you over to Bucky. "Daddy, need daddy's cock, please..." You mumbled but Bucky hushed you and allowed you to suck at him, bobbing up and down, lingering at the base as long as you could. "Take me like a good girl baby" he muttered and held you like Steve did, fucking your throat until your eyes were streaming again.

After a few moments he pulled you off. Their intense gaze was almost lost on you, but a deep burning desire filled you. "Daddy, please" you croaked, your hands stroking their thighs, fingers running up to their hair dusted stomachs, then back down to their cocks.

"Ok princess" Bucky cooed "we've gotcha" and he stood up, helping you to climb back onto the couch. "Gonna fill up that pretty pussy with cum, you want that sweetheart, wanna be our little cum dump babygirl?" You groaned and nodded as he guided your thighs over his and you sank down on his thick length.

Steve pressed into your ass and you cried out, skin on fire as they settled into a fast paced rhythm. Bucky pressed kisses to your slack mouth and his hands soothed you, but their pace never faltered. Steve wrapped his arm around you and pulled you up, changing the angle of their fucking, making your eyes roll back in your head.

He too pressed soft kisses to your shoulder and neck, his hands joined Bucky's in roaming your body. The stimulation made you want to scream but you could only muster a long groan. You gasped as they fucked you through a blinding orgasm, your muscles tensing and releasing as you shuddered through your climax.

They growled and you felt Steve sink his teeth into your shoulder as his cum filled you up. You cried out and squeezed Bucky, drawing curses from his lips and his release filling you too. You fell forward onto Bucky's shoulder, lips sucking at his shoulder, fingers tugging at his hair for comfort as you floated on your high.

You whimpered as they both pulled out and you were manoeuvred to sit in Bucky's lap, head snuggled into the crook of his neck. You cracked your eyes open and saw Steve looking at you, eyes full of pride, his hands stroking gently at your legs.

"What a good girl" he said softly as Bucky kissed your head again, his big arms wrapping you tighter. "Thanks Cappy" you whispered, feeling the strain on your throat, but you were still smiling at him, feeling fuzzy all over.

"Ok punk" Bucky said as he pressed his nose into your hair and ran his fingers along your skin. "Take a picture of that pretty cum dump and get outta here, need to take care of this perfect girl and that's only a job for daddy."

You giggled and buried your face in his neck as they chuckled at you. You closed your eyes as they quietly muttered something and as you floated you could have sworn you heard a click...

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x reader #bucky imagine #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #masterlist #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader x bucky #steve rogers smut #steve rogers

[halscafe]

favourite redacted relationships

i kinda felt bored so here are my top three redacted relationships 🫶 tagging whoever wants to do this as well (tag me so i can also see i love seeing everyone’s responses to stuff like this!!)

gavin and freelancer: i loved seeing the way their relationship progressed from being purely sexual and gratifying the others base needs, to being who the other needed in their lowest moments. they both had such immense walls up and both of them learning to lower those walls to the other was just 🥹🥹😭🤍

david and angel: other than the fact david literally lives in my heart rent free, the development we get to see in him because of the support from angel is the most heartwarming thing in the world. when we first meet him, he’s built up this tough guy persona and even though that is him which doesn’t change, a large portion of it is due to the fact he never got the chance to healthily process gabes death and had to be the sturdy wall the pack needed. he always thought that that’s what he had to be forever, and even admitted that he basically accepted that fact. but then of course he met angel (thank you very much caelum aka dahlias best matchmaker). angel not only gave him that space to breathe and emote, but they helped him process all the emotions he rejected those years ago. their dynamic is also my most favourite thing like the angels goofy chaotic energy and david pretending to be annoyed but actually being absolutely in love with that energy is so goddamn wholesome. also i realised i went on a whole ass tangent oml (maybe david and angel are my favourite)

milo and sweetheart: now the number 3 spot used to be vincent and lovely (honourable mention to them), but after the hbs video, milo and sweetheart quickly took over. their dynamic is the cutest fucking thing just the way they both build each other up and act us the others number one fan is just *chefs kiss* when we first meet milo, his confidence has been shaken because of the bullying from the pack. it’s the amazing support from sweetheart (and also back up from david i won’t forget your quick backup bestie <3) that milo becomes the confident and snarky and flirty and sexy as hell guy we know and love in the hbs audio. i also cannot forget the unyielding support sweetheart gives milo when he is going through his inability to shift and how it’s because of their support and bridging that he can overcome this barrier (like please that video i cry).

#i love them all so much with my entire being your honour #redactedasmr #redacted asmr #redacted verse #redacted couples #redacted david #redacted milo #redacted angel #redacted gavin #redacted freelancer #redacted sweetheart

[jjustcallmejuliett]

F1 Fic Recs '22 pt.II

Hi everyone!

Five months have past since my last fic rec drop and it was damn time I made another one 'cause some great stuff has been posted so here you have the 10 best fics I've read in a while!

(Most of them are M or R rated so watch out for that :)

-A Thousand Shades of You by Tianvette (SEWIS AU)

I'm totally obsessed with soulmates AU and this one in particular is beautifully built up, because Lewis and Seb meet in the middle of the mountains and even though you think everything will be predictable... It's not! The story keeps you intrigued till the very last word and it's totally fluffy and sexy and worth of everybody's time.

-Enter at your own risk by formulacherry (or the f1 drivers' sex party)

okay idk how to start describing this fic... I was surprised I haven't recommended it before since it's one of the most well writen orgies in the f1 fandom. It's writen from different perspectives so that you don't miss a single second of what's going on around the place, and the thing I like the most about this one is that it's not just sex between drivers. Some of them have feelings for each other, some of them are just friends, some of them are fuckbuddies and some of them just decided to f* and that's it! My huge respects and admiration to this writer :')

-Learning a new language (Series) by kiwialicat (Piarles+ Arthur)

Okay I must advert you that this is not for everyone's piece of cake, it includes some very explicit sex between brothers. But if you don't mind ... This is a jewel you must read. The story is well developed, the smut is both romantic, shameless and not excessive and whats most important, it feels natural. It's something that (for being what it is, the developing of a three way relationship) doesn't weird you out, not even for a moment.

-This Is New by blackest_eyes (Piarles)

Or my favourite Piarles fic so far this year. It's sensual, but overall it's sooo sweet. Pure fluff and comfort between two people who even when they're just friends they love each other so bad you can feel it as you read the story. If you want butterflies in your stomach go the hell off to read this.

-Does dirty talk work? by Tetralea (Lestappen)

Or how Max tricks Charles into speaking filthy for him but ends up well... even filthier. As someone who adores to read Charles topping during sex this was delightful to read, it was also funny and the dynamic between them is just perfect.

-All You Gotta Do Is Trust Me by wafflesandpancakes (Michael/Daniel)

Or the fic that made me fall in love with this pairing! It has all the ingredients honestly... shyness, pride, virginal thoughts, dirty thoughts, Daniel being a sweetheart and Michael being the boyfriend we all wish we had. Simply lovely.

-McLaren Sandwich Shorts by BearWithAHat

Or a compilation of Carlos, Lando and Charles being the sweetest and most perfect Ot3. It's fluffy, but also tries out every outcome and posibility for the not-at-all easy life of three drivers from different teams dating each other. An underrated pairing and an underrated work.

-Em's Omegaverse adventures (Series) by CustardCreamies (Lanseb)

Or Lando and Seb being pack mates and the most adorable squishy pairing in the omegaverse my friend Em created. This is pure sweetness, and the perfect series of drabbles to read when you're feeling down.

-Welcome in the family!  by 12romy (Kimi/Antonio/Minttu)

ahhjhfjfg this is basically Antonio living the nanny's dream when he gets the job of daycare in the Raikkonen's house and both parents of the kids fall for him and try to get to him in the corniest ways possible. If you don't like the pairing then you can still read it for the vibes because the dynamic in the house and the interactions have no waste.

I'm kinda glad they broke my heart ('cause now it's yours) by TheWiseOne12 (Sewis/Charlando)

Or a Cottage fic AU where a pregnant Lando runs from his past to a small town far away and ends up renting in the sewis property. Soon, he meets Charles who used to rent there as well and even though Lando holds a lot of secrets Charles Seb and Lewis slowly make their way to Lando's heart and it's so beautiful it makes you cry ugh. Go read it. Now. And the other stuff this writer has posted because it's as wonderful as this.

THIS IS IT FOR NOW :)

But Of couse if you have read these and are looking for something new, feel free to check my own stuff too.

#rpf for ts #ao3 #f1 #sewis #piarles #Charlando #Lestappen #f1 fic #F1 fic recs #lando norris #daniel ricciardo #Just _juliette