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damiannasworld · 6 months
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Palacio De Los Deportes, Mexico City 20.10.23
🎥 dianaromerx
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hiii omg I love your stuff!! my eyeballs popped out my head when I saw you're writing for bucky I'm sooo head over heels for him. he look so fine in the new thunderbolts run😩
could I maybe request a lil bucky sneaking into your room at night in between his missions or smth for a quickie? 🙈 even though he's busy more than half the time, he still finds a moment or two to spend a heated moment with you; bc he misses you so much and can barely keep his hands off
tysm in advance omg omg
hii angel!! aah thank you sm🫠 tehe I know!?? love it, thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
FIFTEEN MINUTES.
bucky barnes x fem!reader
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word count. 1115
warnings. 18+ only !! tiny bit of prep (f receiving) unprotected pinv, creampie. mdni
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Nights at the compound were far from quiet; the constant opening and closing of doors, scattered footsteps, echoed voices - everyone on different sleep schedules.
You were in your room settling down for the night, lying in bed and listening to music, scrolling through your phone when you hear the sound of scuffling from behind your door - the silhouette of booted feet appearing under the gap. 
Unplugging your earphones, you sit up, noticing the familiar leather from under the slither of light. You fling off your covers and rush for the door, face lighting up when you see who is on the other side. 
"Bucky?!" you blurt out, clearly happy to see him. "What are you doing back so soon?" you ask, tone elated. 
His smile widens, grinning boyishly at you. "Came back before heading out again," he shrugs casually, speaking as if it were all that easy. "...was missing you," he admits, eyes diverting away bashfully. 
Your head tilts to the side, nose scrunching from his sweet confession. "I missed you," you widen your door, silently inviting him inside. "Only a little bit," you add, expression mirroring his.
Bucky steps into your room and shuts the door behind himself, closing the distance between you with a brisk step forward - leaning in to kiss you, soft and sweet. His hands settle on your waist, fingers sliding under the fabric of your t-shirt to feel your skin - flesh warm and comforting against his.
You rest your hands over the sides of his face, palms cupping his cheeks as the kiss grows more desperate. Carnal. "How long til you leave?" you ask, voice muffled against his lips, your words sounding needy. 
"Fifteen minutes." 
He walks you backwards, heading for your bed, his hands eagerly roaming you as he lays you against the edge of the mattress, slotting his lower half between your spread legs. He hovers above you, his cock growing hard and strained behind his pants, bulge nudging up into that warm spot between your thighs. 
"We can make that work," you reply, a slight whine to your tone.
He hums, far too entranced by how you feel against him to respond coherently. The rush of blood swelling to his cock, leaving his brain. Bucky peels from your grasp and stands between your spread legs, looking down at the lewd image of you - lips bruised and plumped, eyes half-lidded, t-shirt exposing the underneath of your pretty tits. 
He loved how you usually looked, but this was just on another level - you obscenely desperate for him and him only. Your eager eyes following his every move, looking over him like you couldn't get enough.
Your gaze hones in on his hands, watching him undo the button of his pants, his fingers slipping down the front, pulling his hardened dick from behind the waistband. You follow suit, urgently pulling down your pyjama bottoms and flinging them aside - leaving you in only an oversized tee, lying near naked under his fully clothed self.
His left metal hand takes hold of his cock, leisurely rolling it in his palm as his other reaches between your thighs - fleshed middle finger sliding up and down the slit of your pussy. Fingerpad circling over your clit ever so deliciously, mindlessly rubbing the sensitive nub.
"We don't have long, James," you say softly, hand reaching for his wrist, fingers wrapping around his meaty lower arm.
He slips off his jacket, revealing a black compression top underneath. He stands between your legs, blissfully unaware of how good he looks right now - tight, short-sleeved top, black combat pants pooling around his thighs, pretty dick exposed and on display. 
"Wish we had longer," he murmurs, itching himself closer.
"You're back in two days, right?" you say, instinctively adjusting your hips - widening your thighs to accustom his frame.
He pushes his head through the slick of your cunt, coating the tip in a soft, creaming sheen. He hums in response, his thumb resting atop his cock as he guides himself into you, easing through your fluttering walls. 
He leans over you once more, weight anchored on his hands either side of your head, dick sinking into you so nicely - just you taking him so well.
You reach up to cup his cheeks, holding his face in your hands as you maintain his gaze, your features growing pliant under his attention - eyes softening, brows knitting, expression mirroring his. You meet in the middle, lips clashing eagerly. 
"Can't you pretend to be sick?" you murmur against his mouth, speaking desperately.
He slowly begins to wind his hips into you, cock consuming you from the inside out. "I can try to get out of it," he replies, his voice hoarse and strained from the way you wrap yourself around him.
"Please do," you whisper, latching your lips back onto his - kissing him hard, moans muffling.
"Why?" he whispers back, a soft smile lining his lips. "Do you miss me?"
"No." 
"No?" 
You faintly shake your head, eyes playful and unconvincing. "No." 
He plays along. "Neither do I."
Bucky continues like that, fucking into you, his leisured pace growing rushed by the second, winding into you more ruthlessly than he would've liked. Usually, he would take the time to work you up - make love to you, kiss and touch and caress you, but with the minutes growing shorter and shorter, less and less, he had to switch it up. 
It doesn't take long for you both to cum, your climax hitting you hard; his cock almost choking you, repeatedly knocking the air out of your lungs. His release follows mere moments later, spilling his warm, thick load - sloppily pumping it into you. 
His forehead rests against yours, both of your breathing erratic, slowly beginning to even out. "Sorry, my love. I got to go," he whispers apologeticly, pressing a kiss to your hairline. 
Sweetly nodding as you push his stray hairs back, looking at him with a knowing expression he's grown familiar with. 
He kisses you once more and peels himself from you, standing back between your thighs - dressing back up. He looks down at you, eyes raking over you as if to savour the image, memorising you before he goes. 
Adjusting your t-shirt, you follow after him, the patter of your bare feet trailing after him like a shadow. He reaches for the handle and turns back to face you, his soft, gentle eyes filled with warmth. 
"I'll call you when I land," he smiles, speaking like he's reading your mind. 
"Be careful, yeah?" you reach up, meeting his initiation for kiss.
"I always am."
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givemequeen · 1 year
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Slow Hands: Pedro Pascal x reader (smut)
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request: Hey dear! Could you write a history with daddy pascal? Maybe with a lot dirty talk + spoon position and pedro just going slowwww… 🫠🫣🤤 thank you! If you dont feel comfortable to write this I’ll understand ☺️ a/n: do y’all watch The Mandalorian? i was like wtf with that new character in the new episode. like totally did not expect that! pairing: Pedro Pascal x reader summary: Pedro coming back from a boy’s night out with a little (large) something down his pants. warnings: sexy time! slow sexy time (not a warning, just letting you know). unprotected sex (remember to wrap it before you tap it, lads). word count: 1,000
The bed dipped behind you under the weight of your lover. You hummed in delight as you stretched the sleep out of your limbs. He climbed into bed and slipped under the covers, pulling you against him. He had stripped down to his underwear, his clothes long forgotten on the apartment’s floor.
“Well hello to you too.” you mumbled tiredly as his erection pressed against your ass.
“Sorry.” He laughed, not sorry at all. “I missed you so much, sorry I got back late.” he kissed your neck, burying his face in your hair.
“It’s fine...” you sighed. “You enjoyed your boys night out?” you giggled, his moustache tickling you.
“Yeah, it was nice but I missed you like crazy.” he pressed his hips against you.
You wiggled your butt against him, feeling arousal flood your senses. You reached for his hand and placed it between your legs. Pedro complied, getting his fingers to work, doing what he knew so well to do. You hummed happily against the feeling, pressing yourself against him.
His fingers circled your clit through your pyjama shorts before slipping under your shorts. You hummed as his experienced fingers touched you, squeezing your thighs at the sensation. Pedro hooked his leg around yours, pulling them apart to get better access. You complied, eager to feel more.
Pedro’s pace quickened, sending jolts of pleasure through you. You curled your toes, gripping the sheet and pressing against him. Your mouth fell open in silent moans, his name filling the quiet room.
“You like that, mi amor?” he groaned, pressing himself harder against you.
You nodded in response, reaching behind you to kiss him. Your tongue licked his lower lip, taking it between your teeth and tugging. You slipped your tongue inside his mouth, sliding it over his and moaning into his mouth as he quickened his pace.
You turned back around, shutting your thighs so we would stop moving. You could tell you were close and wanted to feel him in you. You slipped your shorts down to your knees and, reaching behind you, pulled his cock out of his pyjama shorts. He pushed his own shorts down to his knees and flattened his hand against your lower stomach, pulling you flush against him.
You stroked him twice before lining him up with yourself. Unanimously, you let out a sigh of content as he slid into you. Once he was fully inside of you, he stilled. Pedro buried his face in your hair, taking in your sweet scent. Patiently, you waited for him to move and when he didn’t, you clenched your insides. 
“Alright, alright.” he chuckled before sliding out of you and slowly sliding back in. “You want me to fuck you like this? Nice and slow?”
“Yes daddy, fuck me, please.” You sighed again, feeling at ease as he leisurely slid in and out of into you. Each time he slid back in, he slammed his hips against you, making you jolt and gasp. His hand that had been resting on your stomach smoothly glided down between your legs, his fingers immediately found that one spot that made you moan and whine.
“Daddy...” you whimpered. 
“Mhmm, good girl.” he said, slamming harder into you - your body jolting upwards and tits bouncing -  and fingers starting to draw small circles, each movement inciting a moan from you. “Moan louder for me.”
His other hand snaked around your body to find your breasts, squeezing in time with his hip thrusts, his fingers pinching your nipples, mirroring his movements as he played with your clit.
“You like it when I fuck you?” he hummed. You whined in response and his movements slowed. “Your tits are perfect.” he groaned, voice low and hot.
“Yes daddy, you fuck me so well.” you moaned.
He rolled his hips against you, his motions slow-paced and relaxed, like he had all the time in the world. He continued playing with your body, making you moan and shudder in pleasure.
“I think I’m close.” you mumbled, your mind fogging up as you got closer. 
“Come for me, let me feel you. I want to fill you up with my cum, is that okay baby? Is that what you want?”
“Yes- yes, fuck, yes, daddy, yes.” you whimpered.
Pedro slowed his pace, his thrusts becoming more defined and with greater force. You gasped as he slammed into you and felt pleasure roll over your body like waves. You gripped his arm, digging your fingers into his flesh, and felt him cum inside of you.
Panting, you both came down from the high and laid there, his cock still inside you. You clenched your thighs, making him wince and making you giggle. You pressed your sweaty back against his firm chest, wanting to feel his warmth against you.
“That was good.” you breathed softly, his arms had collapsed over you and you had started drawing shapes over them.
“You were perfect.” he brushed away your hair that had fallen over your shoulder and kissed the sweaty skin there. “Mmm you taste nice.” he grumbled.
You whined as he began moving, his cock slipping out of you. He pulled the covers off from you, a gentle breeze hardening your nipples. You groaned and stretched, feeling exposed in the best way possible.
“Fuck, you are perfect.” he positioned himself at your knees, pulling your hips towards him. His cock was beginning to harden again and you felt the anticipation build inside you.
“Daddy come back.” you said, staring at him as he lowered himself between your legs.
“Look at my cum drip out of you, you are fucking perfect.” He scooped the cum that had began dripping down your thighs and shoved two fingers inside of you, pushing everything back in.
You giggled as he started crawling back over you, a cheeky, lazy smile you knew meant dirty things plastered on his face, and lined himself against you. You were in for a long, slow night...
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hey-august · 11 days
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Can I please request fem Buggy brain rot... The crop top post altered my brain chemistry just a bit. You're so wonderful. 🧡
-rory
@rorywritesjunk this was all I could think about while running errands today. 🫠🫠
This was a lovely little warm-up before getting back to the fic for tomorrow, which is starting to heat up as well. 🤭
WC: ~300 Warnings: NSFW, mdni, fem!buggy x GN!reader, not an established relationship, buggy has a crush, female masturbation
Fem Buggy fully embraces the small top, big bottom outfit aesthetic. Airy pants are easy to move in. Plus she notices how your eyes linger, admiring how the fabric drapes over her plump ass. She wonders if you realize that some days the only thing between your burning gaze and her bare skin is the one layer of clothing.
As for small tops, they’re comfy and cute. A t-shirt is easy to throw on, even when Buggy’s not in the mood to wear a bra. It’s not an uncommon sight on the ship, but you still blush whenever you notice the peaks from her hidden piercings.
You’d blush even harder if you knew the real reason she doesn’t always wear a bra. Then again, you must have an idea. Buggy’s not subtle about finding any reason to press against you. They’re not just congratulatory hugs from your captain. She’s not just being friendly and familiar when she leans over you to grab something. When you two walk together, she’ll link arms and cling to you until your arm is wedged between her tits.
As much as she loves the attention you send her way when she’s not paying attention, she also finds it incredibly frustrating. Buggy creates a wonderful and awful loop that repeats as long as she’ll let it. Her outfit draws you in and she draws you close to her body. The contact is exciting and her body reacts immediately. Her heart beats faster, her hands are sweaty, perky nipples beg for your attention.
It becomes too much and it’s not long before Buggy excuses herself. She needs alone time. A few minutes with her fingers digging into her dripping cunt are all she needs before her legs are quivering and she’s panting your name. Once that’s taken care of, it’s time to head back out and restart that loop. Surely it’ll have a different outcome someday.
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Hidden Secrets - NSFW
Sum: There are many things you don't know about Agent Prentiss. Until she's naked in front of you, you find out a few more.
Warnings: oral sex, fingering, swearing.
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. . . .
"Em..." You moaned as her tongue trailed down your neck, sucking at the sweet spot that got your pulse pumping.
She smirked, biting, nipping before returning to your lips. "Yes?" She hummed, devouring your lips before you could talk.
You groaned, she knew what you wanted. You were already in your underwear with clothes thrown elsewhere. She was still fully clothed and having the time of her life exploring you. Her hand gripped your thigh making you moan into her shoulder. "Take your fucking top off."
She chuckled, pulling back slightly as her hands pulled up her shirt and discarded it. "Happy?"
Your mind short circuited. She wasn't wearing a bra, thank God for the weekend. That wasn't the only thing your eyes devoured. "When did you?"
Right in the middle of her tits was a single line tattoo of a rose. Your fingers traced it, "Mmmm a long time ago." She moaned when your lips and tongue traced the tattoo before giving attention to her breasts. "If you love that one so much wait until you see the one on my-" She laughed and groaned as you left her chest and sunk to your knees, pulling down her shorts in the process.
"Fuck me." On the inside of her left thigh was a small tattoo, a lip print. Your tongue traced it before you sucked it between your lips. The sounds coming from above you were not meant for anyone else ears.
She felt her knees buckle but strong hand hold her up, she collapsed against the wall as your mouth made fine work on her inner thigh and then - "Don't stop." Her hand threaded through your hair, holding you to her core.
You grinned and continued sucking her clit between your lips as you slid two fingers into her dripping core. She was already on edge and you brought her to the limit, keeping an agonisingly slow pace until she tugged your hair.
"Harder baby. Or Mommy will punish you in all the ways she knows you love and hate."
The moan that pulled from you, made her hips rock into your face, you did as you were told. Picking up the pace and she fell apart in seconds.
"FUCK."
You kissed your way up when you felt her legs come back to earth. Smirking as you watched her open her eyes again.
"What are you smirking at, sweetheart? You're next.. don't worry I'll remember how well you take commands in the bedroom too."
. . . .
Yep. So there's that. @storiesofsvu something like this maybe... 👀🫠
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pznpthwz · 5 days
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Hiiii, omg i just saw the tasks you gave out and sjguskgjsjgjdjgjej. So hot. Every single one of them. I wondered if i could also maybe get some???!!! I would send them for approval and report back! (I honestly would probably will be told to do every single one of them!) I do really like the harder stuff! Including misgenderikg detrans stuff
This sounds like an apt way to belatedly celebrate 100 followers ~ Sure!
Same as before, I'll issue many tasks oriented around my kink list and you are free to do any, none, or one of em. Fixated keenly on your love for detrans~
🟢(🫠🫁) Dumbification. Your task is a very straightforward one. You're going to rot your mind with a good ol fashioned edging session. Minumum is 3 hours, eating away at your day in service to your new god, Porn. But that alone won't kill enough braincells, we can go deeper. Affix a belt around your neck like a leash. Any and every time you feel a naughty, naughty climax arise, you will fasten it so tight that it restricts your airflow- Dummy greedy fakeboys don't deserve to breathe. Slap your drooling slit with an open palm til the heat dies down. Atone for that greed~
🟢🟢(✏️♀️) Write the following on your body: "My holes define me" "I am Porn" Your deadname with cute hearts and stars around it "I pass, right?" "Delusional Girl" "I ♡ Chaser Cock" "3 Holes. 0 Dignity."
🟡(😈) Why keep this degeneracy at home? You are going to go to a public bathroom, and you're going to pleasure yourself like the corrupt, porn obsessed freakshow you are.~
🟡🟡(♀️🍆) Cake your pretty girly face in enough makeup to where you feel pretty again. Shittons of mascara is a must! Now, ram a dildo, hairbrush handle, or some other implement of depravity fully down your throat like youre cockwarming a hot throbbing dick. Any time you breach for air, the only thing leaving your mouth beyond a trail of saliva is the mantra "I'm a girl and I deserve this" (Bonus points if you 🤮 for my sick pleasures)
🟠(👊♀️) This one is tedious, but would still make my day. Tie your tits nice and tight with a pair of shoelaces or a length of rope or string. Shave any of your body hair clean off so your body is an ideal feminine blank canvas. Once you're nice and fresh, you will find a nice hard surface wherein you will repeatedly drop to your knees, 20 times over and over. With every drop, you will punish your throat like an obedient cumdump bimbo with 3 rigorous pumps, ramming deep past your gag reflex. Hit your silky smooth thighs. your feminine ass. Your juicy tied tits. All of it with a closed fist for the duration of your pathetic display. Do not hold back, punching bag~~
Below the cut are the more unsavory tasks based on my gross assortment of unpopular fetishes. Content warning for Vomit, AtM Watersports and Toilet play (dw, no scat, but its still very nasty.)
🔴(🍑🍆👄) Leave your dignity at the door for this and the rest of these demeaning tasks. You wanna be a boy so badly? Lets lube up a toy or brush handle with your throat slobber, reach around and fuck your ass nice and deep like the handsome man you claim to be. Deeper, deeper. Prove to me you're valid~ Now pull it out and cram down your drooling maw~ Gag and choke it down before returning it into your supposed boyhole. Wash, rinse, repeat, 5 times.
🔴🔴(🚽👊♀️) Kneel before the commode and get ready to dhow me what a pretty girl you are! Take those bimbo tits out and vise them under the toilet seat, applying your full body weight until they're a delightful shade of abused pink. Now, be the disgusting whore you know you are and submerge that pretty face into the bowl ~ Drink that nasty water up like the animal you are.
⚫️⚫️(💦🚽+🤮) Welcome to rock bottom. You're going to drink to the point of bursting. Thankfully, you're allowed to use the commode. But here's the caviat... Your pretty face is going right in that cooling pool of your own mess. Now, here's your crossroads. Either you can flush now and revel deep in the sickness you just got off to. Ooor.
Get a fucking dildo. And throat yourself til you spew into this bowl, making a horrid acrid slurry of your own bodily fluids. Thennn.
Dunk yourself back in there and let it all flush around you. This is your lowest point. Isn't it? I hope you cum nice and hard, I know I will seeing you perform such horrid tasks.
I don't think anyone will even consider the last one, but if you do, I am going to do everything in my power to make sure you feel adequately compensated for your efforts.
Thank you for you debased, lusty time. And thank you for 124 followers!
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