#till every hole in my body can recognise every atom

[sky-is-the-limit]

(I saw this divine creation by @ave661 and went into spiral. I need to be spayed.)

C: NSFW/Mirror sex

P:F!reader x Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

You dare to voice an insecurity about your body in front of Gaz? He wouldn't stop until the thought seemed like a silly jest in your head.

''Eyes up here, look at me angel-'' His gaze slowly drifted from your eyes to idolize the rest of your body in the mirror, enamored by every inch of naked skin in his hands, utterly lost in the sweet euphoria of your presence.

There was a throbbing between your legs, a heavy pressure filling you up whilst he was caressing your breasts at a painfully slow pace, fingertips nudging your sensitive nipples with every motion. He was truly exploring your body, the look in his eyes priceless as though holding the world's most desired treasure.

''Do you see how beautiful you are like this? So fucking beautiful baby, made for this- '' His free hand grasped his cock before guiding himself between the sticky mess of your thighs, notching slightly at your entrance whilst coting himself with your slick.

 The sensation made you whimper, arching your back against his chest desperately as he slipped himself through your soaked folds before thrusting into your core with a groan. After the initial stretch and fullness, you briskly adjusted to his size as you had so often before.

''Made to take my cock-“ His words were pure heat against the shell of your ear, thrusting his hips faster, free hand moving to grab the base of your throat, fingers settling on your neck like the finest necklace.

“Kyle-” You gasp reverently, feeling him pushing against your entrance unhurriedly, sharp sparks of pleasure buzzing through you at the hazy state of him.

''Look at yourself, fuck- you were carved by angels darling-'' The sight of yourself staring back at you makes you embarrassed by how depraved you seem from his touch, hickeys decorating your neck, trailing down to your bare chest, your thighs glistening with your own wetness dripping down your skin.

“No shying away.'' Kyle mumbled against your neck before giving your ass a firm smack, trailing his hand up to your jaw so he could turn your gaze back in the mirror. Watching yourself in a state like this feels like an out-of-body experience.

“Watch yourself.'' In the midst of every slow, hard, and purposeful thrust that he made, he held his mouth close to your ear, drawing out moans loud enough for anyone within reach to overhear. You obeyed to his words naturally, craning your neck up to meet his half-lidded eyes.

''Watch how breathtaking you are-" Your walls convulse, shuddering around his length, sucking him in deeper while he moved one hand down to your clit, using his thumb to rub softly, in small circles causing you to mewl out, tears forming with the intensity of pleasure filling up your body.

You can't even remember what came out of your mouth, leading up to this. It feels like you lost any ability to form words or thoughts any longer as Kyle continues snapping at a furious pace, cock touching your cervix with every thrust, gradually increasing the speed of his thumb, tightening circles around your clit as he put more force into slapping his hips against yours.

''Watch how good I'm fucking you-” He punctures each word with a thrust as his own climax builds low in his abdomen. He knows exactly how his voice alone can push you closer to the edge and uses it as his strongest weapon. In the reflection, you see him smirking proudly, sharp fangs flashing against your shoulder.

''Watch yourself come undone.''

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[cchellacat]

How did stumble upon the bucky fandom?

You’re really going to wish you hadn’t asked.  I’ve had this written for months!

It’s utterly loco.  Itwasn’t as if it was love at first sight, or even second sight.   It’s like you see the same guy in passingfor years, nod say hello and carry on with your day.  Then one day, bam!  He’s saying hello and it’slike a veil has been lifted from your eyes. Choirs of angels singing, heavens bells ringing in your ears, earthquakes, the world tilting on its axis, gravity taking on a new origin point, anew true north, suddenly I’m no longer orbiting the sun, oh no, my new sun justbarged right in and drew me out of my orbit and into his.  It’s like the matrix glitched and althougheverything still seems the same on the surface, the truth is that everythinghas changed and it can never go back to how it once was, nothing will ever bethe same again.  My own personal serpentand apple moment.  New flash, I ate thebloody apple.  Took the blue pill andthere is no way back out of this rabbit hole.

The worst part?  Idon’t even know how it happened.  It’snot like I was out looking for it.  I wasminding my own sodding business, going through the motions of my usualroutine.  It was April, the end of Apriland I was looking for some new fan-fiction to read.  I chose a pairing I hadn’t read before,nothing odd about that, I choose new pairings every other week onaverage.  That days pairing?  Darcy and Bucky.

I like to be able to hear the characters I’mreading about so I went to YouTube to look at some clips of the two actors whoplay the parts.  Well, look how thatturned out.  I listened to some clips ofBucky and decided the sample wasn’t big enough to get a good idea in my head ofwhat he sounded like so I typed Sebastian Stan into the search box and watchedsome fan vids and some clips of him taking on other roles.  

That’s when it started. I was seeing all these characters he had played and it slowly dawned onme that I had seen him so much over the years and never realised it was thesame guy. 

Wow, that is some serioustalent, I thought.  I never recognised ordrew a connection between his various roles. There was Cater, the little shit, whom I had loved on Gossip Girl andlooked forward to seeing just because his presence could overturn the applecart beautifully. 

Then there was TJ whoI had completely fallen in love with on Political Animals, he was a mess, butso vulnerable and heartrendingly lost.  

Jefferson from OUAT, that blindsided me alittle, I adored Jefferson and had been so disappointed to see him not comeback to that role, he was a much better love interest for Emma I had thought. 

I loved the movie, The Martian, do you knowwho I completely didn’t notice yet again?   That’s right, Sebastian Stan, playingChris Beck!  How does one man look andact so differently, even sound different enough that me, who notices so muchwhen it comes to shows and movies suddenly got blindsided by a guy who is myfreaking age?  

Confused by all of this I want back and watched episodes andmovies again and was blown away.  Thisguy isn’t just cute, he’s got talent. Like, on a level of OMFG.  Talentwith a capital Oscar.  Why is he not ahousehold name?  He should be gettingbigger and better roles than this, he’s amazing, he can do anything and he canmake me cry.  Do you know how hard it isto make someone as cynical and inured to sadness as I am cry?  It’s pretty freakin hard.  

 This isn’t even the last of it.  The man is adorkable.  He’s a space nerd, watched the x-files andgenerally did the same silly shit I did as a teen.  He’s not some suave playboy with a list ofconquests he’s just an ordinary, sometime confused guy who has the mostbeautiful eyes I’ve ever had the pleasure of looking at.  

His eyes, I could write a sonnet to those frickin eyes, butcould I tell you what colour they are? No.  I have no idea.  The closest I could get was that they werethe colour of the ocean after a storm, what colour is that I hear you say? Beautiful. Yes, I just quoted Friends (Or was it HIMYM?), but in this one instance it’s totallyjustified.  

Next on the list of reasons Sebastian Stan should be lockedup, his smile. OMFG, that smile, thoselips, those adorable teeth, before and after dental.  The before teeth were just the sexiestthough.  It made his smile a little bitnaughty and racy, made my tummy do flips and made me fucking giggle.  Yes I said giggle, like some inane preteenblushing at some Disney channel heartthrob. Its embarrassing.  

He consumes my thoughts through out the day.  I find myself daydreaming about him for hoursat a time, this is not healthy.  Butwhat’s a girl to do when she gets swept off her feet every time she seems abloody picture of the man? 

You remember that sort of sick nervous feeling you get whenyou crush hard on someone and just thinking about them gives you thrills andanxiety in equal measure, that’s been my life for months now.  When I see a pic or a video of him that Ihaven’t seen before it’s like seeing him for the first time all over again.  Like the universe is reaching out to remind mehe exists, if feels like a punch to the gut, all the breath leaves my body andmy insides turn into knots.  I don’t havebutterfly in my tummy, it’s as if a freaking flock of Crebain flew through me,each out tearing out a tiny piece of my heart and soul.  

He owns me.  Everyatom of my being has cleaved to him seemingly without my forethought orpermission.  I didn’t want any of this, Ididn’t ask for it.  I was content, damnit.  I was free.  Now I will never be free again.  He has me, hook, line and sinker. There is nopower on this earth that could change my mind about him.  

The most wonderfuck and tragic part of all of this?  I love him, not because he is perfect, butbecause he is imperfect.  He shows us histruth, or at least enough of it to capture our unfailing and unwaveringloyalty.   His truth is that he is ashuman as you or I.  

His honesty makes him vulnerable in a way I find incrediblyattractive.  He respects the peoplearound him.  He reaches out when he can,just to help.  He understands, empathisesand is deeply compassionate.  I bothcurse and thank the universe for him everyday.

My life is ruined, my heart sore and tired and I will beforever changed on such a fundamental level that I may never recognise who ambecoming till it is too late.  I onlyhope that I can shake off this spell eventually.  Okay, so a huge part of me doesn’t, that partof me wants to love him forever and never let him go.  Christ on a cracker I’m pathetic.  I don’t even know why I started to writethis.  I guess I just needed to get someof this off my chest and let my feelings bleed out all over my laptop.  Mission accomplished for now. 

And that’s how it all began!  I am so embarrased I even wrote this, but you know what, I don’t care right now!  Thanks for asking!