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hazbinhotelxreader · 3 months

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Carmilla Carmine x fem reader Smut

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A/n: I think this is okay? Idk but if it’s not I can try to remake it after! Also I hope my Spanish is okay, I’m still learning so correct me on any mistakes! And this is also my first time writing a smut shot

(Requested: saphicwyvern)

Warning: Smut, Fingering, Submissive Reader, Dominate Carmilla, soft Carmilla, hair pulling, cussing(like one word), biting, praising

“Mi Amor”

An average day for you two is usually on a tight schedule. Working with Carmilla and designing new weapons, helping her with her daughters(also technically yours too), and setting up meetings for her and the overlords from time to time.

Sex isn’t very common for you too, so when Carmilla came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your smaller frame and whispered the words “Hagamos el amor~” into your ears in a seductive voice, you didn’t hesitate and followed her to the bedroom, Carmilla kissing your neck softly as you both walked into the room.

She gently pushed you down onto the bed, your head hit the pillows gently. Carmilla hovered over your smaller form, her large claw like hands touching your curves, making you arch your back for her touch. You beg gently for her touch “please Carmilla..”. She smirked gently and kissed you gently on the neck.

“Patience Mi Amor” *Carmilla said seductively and gentle. You shivered as you felt her large claws trace your collarbone gently, threatening to slice your neck, even though she wouldn’t.

You lay there, Carmilla taking pleasure in taking things slow, letting your arousal grow and grow more, making you feel fuzzy in the head with all her touching and soft words of praise.

She gently caressed your face, making you two look each other in the eyes before connecting both of your soft lips together. Your lips moved sensually together. Both of you moan and groan as your tongues danced together in your mouths, fighting for dominance, which Carmilla won.

Carmilla slipped one of her large hands/claws under your shirt, squeezing your breast softly , making your breath hitch. As you continue to kiss Carmilla began to kiss more hungrily and demanding. You whimper softly under her lips, moving your hands to her hair to take the ribbons out. Her gorgeous long white and black hair falling onto her shoulders.

Carmilla squeezed your breast harder in return, her hips moving against yours gently but firm and demanding. You submit to her and allow her to do whatever she likes to you, as long as you were able to get pleasure out of it.

She moved her mouth away from yours, both of you panting and small strands of saliva connecting your lips. She moved her mouth to your neck, sucking the skin, enough to make you squirm under her. She chuckled softly and let her teeth travel up and down your neck, threatening to bite you.

Your breath hitched and you become more aroused. You let out a needy moan, gripping onto her hair softy, she moaned when she felt you grip her hair, and bit your neck gently, her fangs sinking into your skin

“Fuck..” you whine out as her fangs sank deeper into you, causing you to hold her hair tighter. Carmilla moaned against your skin, loving the taste of your warm skin. She pulled her fangs out and licked and kissed the bite mark softly.

“Take this off”, Carmilla said gently but demanding to you, pulling on your shirt. You obeyed and pulled your shirt off, leaving you in your bra, you blush with slight embarrassment, but also pleasure and desires.

“And the bra” , She said, you unhooked the straps and took off the bra, your plump breasts popping out.

“Good girl”, Carmilla praised and put her lips near your breasts, causing you to squirm slightly at the feeling of her warm breath on your sensitive nub. She opened her mouth more and gently started to suck onto your tensed nub, you let out a moan and connect your hands with her hair again, pulling it lightly in pleasure. You could feel her tongue swirling around your nub. You moan, closing your eyes and sucking in the pleasure.

She removed her mouth from the first breast and then moved it to the neglected one, placing her mouth over this one, and pushed her knee against your aroused core teasingly. You moaned whiningly and gripped her hair harder, bucking your hips ever so slightly, wanting more.

She let out a soft chuckle against your breast, pulling her mouth away from your sensitive nub, her claws tracing your stomach. “Desperate now aren’t you dear?” *she cooed.

“Yes…please love..please”, You beg for her, she finally answered your prayers and started to unbutton your pants, slowly to tease you. Your heart flutters as she began pulled your pants down slowly, exposing your soaked panties.

“Oh you’re really desperate~”, Carmilla smirked gently and chuckled, putting on of her claws at the band of your panties, pulling it slightly.

You whimper and nod, blushing a little ashamed but feeling good. “Y-yes I am..please Carmilla..please take me already..” *you begged, your body quivering under her

She pulled down your panties, exposing your aroused sex. Her breath hitches at how wet it was “your gorgeous mi amor..” ,she praised and gently lifted up your thigh, kissing the inner of it. You squirm at her kisses, hands still in her hair, gripping it tighter to ground yourself. Her lips inch closer and closer to your wet sex, till she’s practically breathing on it. You let out a shutter as you feel her warm breath on your sex.

It was taking every inch of your body to not start grinding into her face, you kept your hips down, trying not to buck them. Carmilla lifted her head away from your sex and replaced it with her large claw, gently massaging your folds and near your entrance. You moan out and pull her hair, causing her to groan and close her eyes. Her claw inched closer and closer to your tight entrance, till it was right there.

You gasped softly as you feel her getting ready to push her claw in. “Ready love?”, Carmilla asked you gently, you nod and keep a tight grip on Carmillas hair, waiting for her to push her finger in.

Carmilla laid on you more, and slowly penetrated you with her large claw, gentle to not damage your tight pussy. You moaned out and gasped, tugging on her hair, she let out a soft growl and connected your lips together once again, both of your tongues mixing together, it was starting to get hard to focus on the kissing when Carmilla started to thrust her claw in and out of you.

Your body starts to give in as you softly grind back, wanting more. That’s when Carmilla pushed in another finger, you moan louder and whimper, now grinding harder against her large claws.

Carmilla quickly finds your g-spot with her large claws, you gasp and moan, your eyes growing cloudy with pleasure, her larger claws stretched you out more and more.

Carmilla whispers soft praises into your ears as she thrusted into you, telling you how good you are and that she loves you. You held her hair tighter as you could feel your orgasm coming closer and closer.

“I’m close…”, you warned your girlfriend, panting and moaning, your eyes hazed. She chuckled softly and smirked lightly, thrusting harder against your g-spot. You moaned and groaned, your body beginning to quiver under her touch. Your tight entrance squeezed against Carmillas fingers, you grind harder, riding your orgasm out, your grip on her hair tightens and you pull it roughly, causing her to moan out.

“Carmilla~!”, you cry her name out as your warm cum fell onto Camilla’s hand and claws. She pulled out and licked the cum off of her fingers. You pant under her, body weak and tired from the orgasm. She finished licking her hand clean, then kissed you on the lips passionately, you were able to taste yourself against her lips, then she spoke up to you.

“I love you, cariño”

A/n: oof- I hope that was okay? My first time writing this stuff lol! But hope you enjoyed

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charlottecutepie · 2 months

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˚｡⋆୨🍓୧⋆｡˚ Strawberry jam (William Afton x fem!reader)

author notes: so this is the first part of my two-part mini fic! the second will be called “blueberry jam” and will have completely different tags and kinks <33 hope you like it :,,)

tags: dad’s best friend!William, smut, p in v, oral (m receiving), age gap, softdom!William, outdoor sex, unprotected sex, public sex

You're the sweetest girl in town that he knew. The cutest and delicate, like a little flower. All neat, always so fucking polite to him, he feels he didn't deserve it, you call him "sir", his heart stops. So pure, fragile. William often wondered what you tasted like.

He noticed you always used a strawberry-flavored balm. And your mom made the most delicious strawberry jam.

Your family always invited William for a cup of tea to share it with delicious sweet jam. William is your father's best friend, so he often comes to your house. Every time he tastes jam, he involuntarily remembers you. And here you are though, sitting across from him, flipping through something in your magazine and occasionally glancing at him. God. . . What a cutie, kinda naive. You think he doesn't notice your curious eyes.

You always have a lot of outfits for every day, especially in summer. William likes them, every of them is so cute and beautiful, your shorts, skirts, dresses, tops. Makes him feel young again, just by looking at you. Oh, he adores it especially when you braid a small pink bow in your hair.

As the jam coats the tongue, it's tantalizing texture, smooth like soft silk, melts in mouth.

It brings new sensations, as the subtle sharpness of strawberries is combined with the creamy sweetness of sugar. The rich aroma of jam is in the air, filling the kitchen with decadent sophistication.

Without a doubt, this jam is delicious, especially if it was prepared by your mother according to a secret family recipe. But fuck, it tastes even better if you lick it off the finger of your dad's best friend.

"So that's how you like it, hm?" he laughs at you as you continue to lick it off. The sensation of your wet tongue slowly tracing the curve of his digit excites him in a way. He bites on his bottom lip to contain himself as he watches you with growing desire. He feels his dick harden from such sight. "What a good girl, licked everything clean."

William's heart is pounding in his chest. It's wrong, but fuck it. He was waiting for this, he dreamed about it and fucking finally you took the initiative. He can't help but imagine his dearest friend's daughter underneath him, your lips wrapped around something else besides his finger.

He leans forward and kisses you. Softly but demanding, he forces your mouth open while he explores it with his tongue. Savouring the taste of strawberry jam, so that's how you taste, that's what you are. Sweet girl.

There's not a minute to lose, he has to fuck you.

As soon as his lips part from yours, William bends you over the countertop. You gasp softly as his strong hands run up and down your legs, tracing every curve of your thighs. He positions himself between them, gently rubbing the tip of his cock against your wet folds. You moan when he begins to slide inside you, stretching out your walls with each delicious thrust.

Your breath hitches as William starts to fuck you rougher, you can say he was holding himself before, his cock pumping in and out of your soaked cunt with increasing speed.

"God. . . Baby. . ." he murmurs softly against your ear and he grips tighter onto your hip. His other hand reaches around to rub your clit. Your pussy clings tightly around his shaft. "Fuck, babygirl, so good for me." you whimper, overwhelmed by the dirty words spilling from his mouth. As he pumps in and out of you harder, William becomes suddenly aware of the sound of a car pulling up outside the house. His pulse quickens as he realizes that it might be your father returning home earlier than expected.

You didn't came and neither did William. It needed to be fixed. That's why when your whole house was fell into darkness of night and your parents fell asleep, William found you under the covers in your bed. You were waiting for him, he knew.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you." you whisper to him. "I want more. . ."

That's how you find yourself plunged into mattress by your dad’s best friend. He wasted no time thrusting inside your pussy, filling you to the brim. "Agh. . ." he groans. "so fucking tight, baby." it feels like he fucked your brain out of you, you could do nothing, only lay here as his cock sweetly slides in and out of you. And you swear it feels like dream.

"Don't stop, don't stop, please!. . ." you whimper in his mouth. William plants a soft kiss on your nose and scoops you in his arms. He hides his face in your neck, scorching it with his hot heavy breathing. You must be quieter, no moaning, no whimpering, no loud noises allowed.

"Shh, shh, princess. I know it feels good, i know, but you must be quiet. Wouldn't want your parents to hear us?" soft, shallow breaths coming from him as he looses his mind from how tight you clamp around him. "Ugh, baby. . ."

He's fighting the urge to bite you and paint your neck in purple hickeys. The problem is that it's summer and it'll be very difficult to hide his marks, so fuck it. For now, all William can do is gently kiss and lick your skin. Even being balls deep inside you and fucking you senseless, William doesn't understand what's going on. How did he end up in your bed? He still doesn't realize that he's fucking you since he always thought that you liked that one boy same your age from the neighborhood. What a pity for him then. Turns our you preferred. . . Much older guys? Well, good for him then.

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It's morning, it's so damn hot outside that you don't wanna go out at all. Although it's no better at home as it's really stuffy here, and there's not a hint of a cloud in the sky. Your parents are at work, and you're very hot, so you didn't bother to wear anything but panties and a light t-shirt. This is probably William's favourite outfit of yours. When he doesn't have to spend time undressing you, but just move your panties aside and fill you with his cock.

But he needs to cool his girl down.

Taking strawberry jam out of the fridge, he smiles and comes up to you. He dips his fingers into the sweet jam, your t-shirt pulled up as he generously applying it to your right nipple in circular motions. The cool texture of the strawberry contrasts delightfully with the warmth of your skin.

"You taste so good. . ." he murmurs huskily as his finger trails towards your nipple, gently swirling it around before giving it a playful lick. As your senses are filled with the sweet aroma of strawberries, William's touch becomes increasingly bold. His lips enclose around your nipple, his tongue swirling and flicking against the hard bud. You shiver as he pays big attention to your breast, sucking gently before releasing it with a soft pop. "My doll." he whispers against your skin before moving onto the other nipple.

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You love nature, so on a fine summer day you like to ride a bike. You stop near the shore of the lake, watching the mirrored surface of the water. So beautiful and so… Fresh, you think. You want to plunge into water, but you don't have a swimsuit with you, so you go into the lake in your usual clothes. However you're not alone. William gives you a genuine smile as he stands by your side, eyeing the lake.

The two of you enter the water. You immediately begin to swim towards the middle, William following close behind. Little do you know he admires your every move, his eyes lingering on your curves and he playfully splashes you with water.

As William closes in on you, he grabs your waist and pulls you towards him. You giggle as his hands explore your sides, teasing your skin. "My girl. . . I've been wanting you since this morning." he brings his face closer to yours. You only laughed, splashing water into his face, which made William's hair get wet. "Hey, no, let me kiss you, doll." before you know it, your lips pressed together in a soft kiss. It's gentle and sweet, oh god, just like this fucking strawberry jam. You wrap your arms around William's neck, deepening the kiss.

"I love you. . ." you whisper against his lips as your wet bodies press closer together. The intensity of your kiss increases, William scoops you up in his hands. Your legs immediately wrap around his waist as water cascades off your bodies.

"My little princess." he says deeply while he carries you towards the lake shore, your bodies slick with water. He carefully sets you down on a soft patch of grass, staring deeply into your eyes. "You’re so beautiful." his voice is hoarse from growing aroual as he gently brushes his thumb over your cheek. So delicate.

Just when you take initiative, William moans into your mouth and you can't help but feel your pussy clench from how fucking hot his voice sounds like this. His fingers roam through your wet hair as your lips move hungrily against each other. "God. . . You're driving me insane, fuck." he pulls away for a moment, catching his breath.

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In your large garden with lots of bushes and trees grows that sweet reddish strawberry. Your mother often sends you to collect it for making her magical jam. While you were bending over a bush, a straw hat on your head to protect you from the scorching sun, you began to pull the berries until you felt a slap on the ass.

"Need any help?" a familiar voice sends sounds as William approaches you from behind. His pervert gaze drawn to your butt, showcased perfectly by your skirt. "Sorry, couldn't resist." he now whispers into your ear.

Soon enough his "couldn't resit" changes into groans of "fuck, your pussy feels so good." as he pounds you from behind, feeling your wetness coating his shaft completely. Your fingers dig deeper into the dirt as pleasure courses through your body. "God, babygirl, take it all, take it." he picks up pace.

As his heavy balls slap against your clit just fucking nicely, adding stimulation, it sends electricity through your body. You moan loudly, arching into him. "I'm so close, daddy. . . Don't hold back, please."

While your eyes roll back and you shudder through your blissful orgasm, clenching around his dick, you accidentally squeeze a strawberry until it bursts in your hand.

"What a fucking mess you are, doll."

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On the evening of the same day, you were in the yard of your house, your dad invited his friend to visit to share a conversation about work with him. But fortunately for William, your dad warns him that he’ll be right back and leaves into the house, most likely he forgot something there, you think. Nevertheless, you and William are left alone.

As soon as your father leaves, William turns to you with a wicked grin.

"Will you serve me lemonade, doll?" he winks at you, his gaze traveling up and down your body.

You smile flirtatiously, walking over to the pitcher of lemonade on the patio table. You fill a glass halfway before turning around. "Here's your lemonade, Will— daddy." you tease him and toss it lightly towards him, giving him a sly smile as you wait for his reaction.

"You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now." he takes a sip of drink and lets out a groan. "Mmm. . . Perfect." then his big hand suddenly lands on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"We literally did it this morning." you smile.

He squeezes your ass playfully. "I can't help myself when you're teasing me, naughty girl. Your father's making a huge mistake leaving his lovely daughter with me."

As your father returns, William instantly puts on an innocent smile and turns back to his lemonade. "Oh, here you are." he greets him in a polite tone. As your father starts talking about some work-related issues, you can't help but steal a few glances at William. He catches your eyes and winks at you before taking another sip of lemonade.

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William takes you to the town, driving you in his old fashioned car with expensive leather seats while you look out the window. As he speeds down the town road, you feel the wind in your hair, enjoying the ride.

The sun began to set, painting the sky with hues of red and orange. You felt like you were transported to another world as William's car made its way down the peaceful streets lined with vintage shops and cozy restaurants of little town. He put on some smooth jazz which seemed fitting enough for your ride. It perfectly filled the silence between you two. His fingers wrapped around yours and he looked at you with a gentle smile. "I love you."

As William drove, his hand slowly sliding up your thigh covered by a light dress. His large palm cupped you possessively, sending heat flowing straight to your core. His touch was confident yet tender, dominant, but so fucking sweet.

"I want to suck you off." William's eyes widened as you whispered in his ear, his grip on your thigh tightening. He looked down at your lips, imagining them engulfing him fully.

"Fuck, doll," he groaned before pulling over onto the side of the road. "Are you sure about that?" he asked, running his thumb along your bottom lip. The car slowed down to a halt by the side of a field, far from the town.

"Yeah, i want to make you feel good." you nodded. William turned on some soft music before leaning closer towards you.

"Do it then, bunny. Make me feel good with your little mouth."

As you lowered your head, he unzipped his pants, taking his hardening cock out. Your eyes locked onto him, admiring the sight of his thick dick in front of you. You leaned forward and ran your tongue over the tip. "Goddamn. . ." he groaned loudly at the sensation of your wet warm lips wrapping around him. You looked up at him with eager eyes as you took him deeper into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the base of his cock.

William threw his head back, clutching the edge of the car seat as you sucked him, bobbing your head.

"Fuck! . . ." he rasped breathlessly, enjoying the warmness of his doll's pretty mouth. "Such a good girl." William's hips bucked up a bit, moaning loudly as you took him deeper. Your lips wrapped tighter around his cock. "Fuck yes." he panted, threading his fingers through your hair lovingly. "Swallow it, baby. . ." he pushed on your head as his seed spilled into your mouth. He panted heavily, watching you greedily swallow his release.

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"My mom said she's going to make blueberry jam today." you whisper into William's lips while sitting on his lap. He takes off his sunglasses and gives you a questioned, but curious look.

"Then I'll come over for a cup of tea." he laughs.

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tastefulstars · 1 year

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First Class

Steve fucks you in his car

steve harrington x f!reader

a/n: this is 1.4k of smut :)) warnings: 18+ only mdni. unprotected sex. semi-public sex. minor degradation. oral (f receiving). car sex. piv. dirty talk. cream pies. multiple orgasms. minor possessiveness.

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You'd been driving for a while, no real destination in mind, enjoying each other's company. You shifted, turning to face Steve as he drove and you felt a lightning bolt of heat shoot through you. You bite your lip.

"Stevie?" You murmur, he glances at you before focusing on the road.

"What's up, baby?"

His voice alone was enough to make your cunt clench.

"Can we- I, uh" You stop and start, "I. Want you?"

You don't mean it to sound like a question, but it does. Desire starting to cloud your vision and numb your mind.

Steve lets out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah? Right now?" He asks, eyes darting to you every few seconds.

"Want you to fuck me in the car" You murmur, "or maybe on it"

"Fuck, babe" He's turning off the road, driving a little bit too fast. You reach over and trail your fingers over his thighs, enjoying the way he tenses, takes a sharp breath and grips the wheel tighter.

He's turning again, pulling onto a dirt road that leads to a hiking trail through the woods. When the car rolls to a stop at the end of the road, Steve forcefully turns the ignition off. You catch his hand and pull it closer to you, feeling his eyes burning your skin.

"Love your hands" You murmur, pulling his palm closer to your face and peppering kisses on his fingers.

A low noise slips past Steve's lips and he's reaching for you, hands buried in your hair and he pulls your face to his. The kiss is filthy, Steve's licking at your lips and it's wet and you feel your combined saliva spreading over your lips, your chin.

You're whimpering and squeezing your thighs, feeling the wet schlick leaking from your cunt spread. The angle has you twisted in your seat and you pull away, whining.

"Stevie, please"

He reaches down, yanking the lever and pushes his seat back as far as it will go and you scramble, climbing onto his lap.

Steve holds you against him with his hands on your ass and you grip his shoulder, his hair, his cheeks. Wherever you can get purchase.

Its hot in the small space and you feel yourself burning as you kiss Steve, whimpering into his mouth and rocking your hips down on his. Steve pulls away and you pant as he trails kisses down your neck.

You tip your head back and grind down, moaning loudly when Steve starts nipping and sucking at your soft flesh. You rock harder, faster and feel Steve hard under you - your mouth floods and you want.

“Fucking hell, baby” Steve breathes against your throat, “So needy for me, aren’t you?”

“Yeah” You whine, “Need you Stevie”

You both let your desire and desperation overcome you and you paw at each other, opening and unzipping clothes while not moving a centimeter apart. You breathe a sigh of relief when he pulls his cock out and you push aside your underwear, sinking down and gasping as he stretches you open.

“Oh” You breathe and Steve grunts, a hand cupping your cheek while the other grips your ass tightly.

“Baby, baby, my baby” Steve’s chanting, he plants his feet and rocks up into your wet heat. You shudder around him and cling tightly to him, burying your face in the crook of his neck and shoulder.

“You’re so good for me” He coos, “Perfect for me, all mine”

His words have you flying higher and higher, edging closer and closer to your climax.

“Please, please” You gasp and he soothes you, shushing you.

“Shh, I’ve got you baby” He whispers, rocking into your faster, harder, “Come on, honey. Let go for me”

You cry out, fingers digging into his arms as you tense and shake. Fireworks explode behind your eyes and you feel yourself going slack after a shaky breath.

“That’s it” Steve grunts, holding you against his chest as he thrusts into you. “Fuck, honey you’re so wet”

You limply cling to his chest as he fucks up into you, using you to reach his own end. It doesn’t take him long, groaning loudly and hips stilling. He holds you as you both rest against each other, sharing breaths.

You whine as he grips your hips and lifts, his cock and fluid slipping out of your sloppy cunt. He presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Don’t worry, honey” He says, opening the door and encouraging you to slide off his lap, “We’re not done yet”

You stumble a little as you climb out of the car and Steve’s following you, pants undone and cock still out. He’s grabbing your hips and walks you to the hood of the car, pressing your ass against it.

He licks into your mouth and you moan, feeling his deft fingers pushing at your clothes. Your pants and shirt and underwear quickly end up in a heap on the ground next to your feet.

Steve’s strong hands pressing at your shoulders, lowering you onto the hood of his car.

“Gonna make you feel so good, baby” He murmurs, leaning down and nipping at the soft flesh of your thighs. You cry out, hand shooting to tangle your fingers in his hair and he presses his tongue firmly against your folds. The cold air has your skin goose-bumping and having you shivering, a stark contrast to Steve’s warm mouth and tongue.

He drags his fingers up your thighs and you groan as you feel the tips of his fingers prying open your folds, allowing him better access to your cunt. He devours you, pressing the tip of his tongue into your opening, teasing you and lapping your taste right from the source.

“Oh-” You cry, tugging on Steve’s hair, “Oh, fuck, Steve!”

He’s licking upwards, tonguing at your clit and gently brushing his teeth against it. You shake and cry out, already sensitive and you know it’s not going to take you long.

“Fuck, Steve- oh, ahh” Words slip out of your lips mindlessly, your back arches and he presses two fingers into your wet cunt, curling them back towards himself and rubbing. Your thighs tremble around his head and as he sucks your clit into your mouth you come undone- eyes screwing closed and gasping.

You feel Steve’s hands gilding over your skin, feeling too hot and too cold simultaneously. He presses kisses on your stomach, moving upwards until he’s hovering over your face.

“Hey” He breathes, smiling softly and you giggle, brushing your hands up his arms to wrap around his shoulders.

“Hi” You whisper, pulling him down and pressing yourself into a deep kiss, tasting yourself on his lips.

He grips you tight, his weight settling comfortably over you and you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him against you. You feel his cock, brushing against your cunt and you shift, trying to press yourself down onto it.

“You’re such a little slut” Steve breathes into your cheek, shifting and wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, “So desperate for my cock”

“Yes” You whine, gasping as he pushes into you, “Always. Always for you”

“My good little slut” He’s grunting, fucking into you roughly, “My girl. All mine.”

“Yours” You gasp and Steve snaps his hips harder, your words igniting a possessive need in him to claim you, make you his completely. He nips at your flesh, sucking marks and biting down. Trying his best to cover you in his mark.

“’m gonna cum inside you, baby” He growls and you nod your head frantically, “Gonna mark your insides, make sure you know you’re mine”

“Please, oh god. Steve please”

He grunts and hangs his head, focusing on fucking you until he’s stuttering, moaning and shaking. He doesn’t pause, pulling out of you roughly and shoving three fingers into your soaked cunt.

He’s rough, pushing his seed back inside you and pressing his thumb hard against your clit and you go tense as your third climax tears through your body. You’re too sensitive and whimper, clumsily pushing Steve’s hand away from you.

“You okay, baby?” He asks, gently cupping your cheek as you pant. You smile lazily and gaze at him, trying to convey how much you adore him with just a look.

“I’m great, Stevie” You mumble, “I love you”

He beams at you, eyes crinkling. He presses a kiss against your lips, then another and another.

“I love you too, my heart.”

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frenchkisstheabyss · 10 months

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xx 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕩𝕥𝕒𝕡𝕖: 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕓𝕚𝕟 xx

xx Because it's hot girl summer 24/7 I decided to write a bunch of one shots inspired by some favs on my personal playlist. I hope ya'll enjoy reading! xx

Pairing: boyfriend!changbin x chubby!fem! reader

Summary: A night in with your boyfriend where you let him have you however he wants.

Genre: smut

Word Count: 950

Warnings: cock warming, rough sex, nipple play, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, edging, daddy changbin, pet names (good girl, princess, etc).

“I’m a bad bitch but tonight we do it your way” - Latto “Big Energy”

You’re staring directly at the TV but you can’t tell what’s going on. The volume’s turned up loud enough but you can’t hear a word they’re saying. Changbin has his dick buried so deep in your pussy that every bit of awareness in your body’s dedicated to the pressure building in your lower belly. Tonight’s not your anniversary. It’s not his birthday and it’s not yours either. There’s no special reason why he’s had you on his lap like this for the past hour other than the simple fact that this is how he wants you. For the most part he remains still, only shifting every now and then to hear you make that noise. “Mmph” you whine as he grips your plush hips, grinding you down against him. This is torture. All you want is to bounce up and down a little bit, just to take the edge off, but that’s not allowed.

No, you can’t do anything but sit here looking pretty, warming his cock like the good girl that you are. His hands trace your curves beneath your loose fitting t-shirt. “You like the movie?” he asks, cupping your breasts with the perfect amount of roughness. Changbin’s strength has always been a turn on for you. It’s not just that he has strength though, it’s the way he uses it. The control he has to dig his fingers into your heated flesh, palms teasing your rigid buds, firmly enough to make you feel restrained without hurting you. You arch your back, a false attempt at pulling away, and his hold on you tightens exactly like you knew it would. “I can’t really…uh…focus on that right now, Binnie.” “Really?” he pouts, rolling your nipples between two fingers, “Why not?”

He pinches your buds, sending a jolt through your system. He lets up on you for a second before he does it again, harder this time than the last. “Fuck…ah! I can’t take it anymore. Please, just…” you whine, the lines between pain and pleasure blurring so beautifully that you feel like you’re floating. Changbin opens and closes his legs, a movement that faintly tightens your soft thighs around his cock. You can feel it, every vein, every ridge, of his length, kissing your aching walls. Your heart flutters. Your breaths grow shorter the tighter he squeezes your thighs together. His lips press against your neck, his tongue licking a strip up to the back of your ear. “You gonna be a good girl and ride daddy’s cock?” he asks, reaching down to tease your clit. You clench around him, sending your juices dripping from your slit into his lap.

“Yes…fuck…yes” He slides down further on the couch, grabbing at your hips again to hold you steady, and rocks you back and forth on his dick. He's so slow and calculated, determined not to miss that moment…this one right here…where your patience wears thin and your hunger for him takes over. Your eyelids fall, curved lashes shuttering you from the dimly lit living room. Drowning in the darkest pits of desire, you bounce up and down on his dick, arousal from your tight pussy soaking your thighs. “Y/n…fuck” he mumbles, biting down on his lip, “Your pussy’s so good, baby. So fucking good.” His praises only worsen how needy you are for him.

Any focus on rhythm goes out of the window. This feeling building inside of you, possessing your whole body, has you desperately chasing the release he deprived you of all this time. “Shit, daddy. Love your dick in me so much…so…” Changbin kisses your shoulder, stroking your belly with his thumbs, “Then show me. Use it to make yourself cum. I wanna feel it.” Laying your palms flat on his knees, you lean forward enough to give your boyfriend the perfect view of your ass jiggling while you ride him. Every slam of his swollen tip against the limits of your core has your toes curling, nails cutting into his knees. “Ah…shit…gonna cum…gonna…fuck” you gasp. “Cum, princess. Drench this fucking cock” he hisses, slapping your ass. You raise up once more, slamming down around him, and the floodgates open.

“Yes! Fuck! Mmmm! So fucking…shit!” you cry out, losing control of your limbs. You surrender to the frantic tightening and releasing of your muscles, falling back against his chest. Changbin brings his arms around your waist, holding you close to him as he fucks up into you. You reach back, fingers tangled in his hair, “That’s it, daddy. Fuck my pussy. Just like that. Don’t stop.” He pumps in and out of you, dragging your orgasm out until you feel a second one coming. “Cum with me” he whispers, fucking you like wants to break you. Like he wants to see you fall apart. You’re cumming again and he’s right there with you, spilling down your walls. Between the clenching of your walls, the throbbing of his cock, and the slippery mess you’re making, it takes everything to keep your bodies connected. But you do, hips rising and falling, bodies twisting, refusing to part until you’ve taken everything from each other.

The two of you keep it up, fucking each other until he softens and slips out of you. Curling up on his lap, you rest your head on his shoulder, fingers stroking the cheek of your favorite person on this earth. “You never told me if you liked the movie” he teases, unable to resist picking on you even in a moment like this. You’re too exhausted to respond so you just give an extremely weak thumbs up. Changbin takes your hand and kisses it, “Good.”

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bellewintersroe · 6 months

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Max Verstappen x HornerDaughter! Smut Part 12 here’s the LINK for part 11- tw - smut, dirty talk, dirty, dirty sex okay, mentions of it being rough, Max and OC are kinky. Minors DOI *18+*

Leni and Max decide one night that waiting isn’t an option. Facing the consequences in the morning doesn’t sound like such a bad thing, right? The tension boils over and just how much they’ve needed one another shows.

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“Well… we don't have to wait just for tonight…”

“What does that mean, Leni?” He turned to face me properly now. The covers were completely off my legs and I was fully exposed. “As in… you know.” I awkwardly spoke, hoping he’d take the hint. Max’s brow raised as he groaned falling back.

“You are going to kill me.”

“No I won’t.” I smiled, eyes meeting his again. “You will.” He nodded, back against the headboard. “Are you sure you want to though, like? I thought you weren’t ready for anything.” All this talk was killing the mood, I wanted to bounce on top of him like there was no tomorrow. He was making that kinda difficult.

“What’s one night gonna do?” I looked at him through my lashes. Max opened his mouth to say something but it fell flat. His hand then shifted down to the back of my thigh, pulling me closer in a swift move and holding under my chin with his hand. His hand engulfed my jaw and part of my neck, fuck, he knew exactly what he was doing. “It’s not just gonna be one night.” He hushed before quickly pressing his lips upon mine. Once they touched, that was it, my arms wrapped over his shoulders and I found myself kneeling in front of him, his hand on my neck, the other on the waist band of my underwear.

Our lips moved, hungry for more, everywhere he touched burned my skin, pulling me closer, tighter, harder. Max’s hand planted on my ass, pulling me onto his lap where our crotches met. I didn’t care how fast this was moving, I needed him, I’d needed him for so long. My pussy began to ache in a dull matter, and when I met his hardened member it only worsened the animalistic desire that grew inside of me. The press of my clothed pussy against him had Max letting out closed mouth moan against my lips. Fuck, I couldn’t help but repeat one back, his tongue grazing against mine.

The kiss was messy, hot, desperate, I began grinding my hips against him, rolling them in a hungry manner, my clit catching against the swell of his cock- but it wasn’t enough. Max and I broke the kiss, he watched back to me, open mouthed and aiding the roll of my hips with a push of his hand. His thumb dug harsher and harsher into my hip bone as we basically dry humped one another.

“Fuck.” Max grunted out, flipping me fully onto my back and landing on top of me, lips pressing to the warm skin where he’d lifted my top further up. The feeling of his kisses tickling over my skin had me breathing heavily, desperately. God, it had been so long since anybody touched me like this, now Max was suddenly kissing down my midrif, preparing to eat me out? Holy fuck.

I felt myself go dizzy when he ripped off my underwear, he didn’t have anytime to waste, apart from the kissing and biting of my thighs. This time I actually let out a moan, hands gripping the bedsheets as he looked back up to me before licking over my pussy that ached for more. Holy shit, he was so good at that- his tongue worked like magic against my pussy, sucking and licking over my sensitive clit, teasing my hole and devouring me like a starving man.

My hips were rolling, my legs were twitching and I desperately clutched at his hair. “Max.” I choked out his name, covering my mouth. He reached up, entwining his hands with my own. “It’s okay.” He hushed. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” I panted out. “The rooms soundproof.” He commented before delving back in. His mouth was warm and wet against my core, it felt heavenly. If he kept going I would probably cum within minutes. “Oh, fuck.” I moaned, eyes rolling back. I maybe tugged a little too harsh on his hair, especially when he sucked over my clit. Max let out a groan and squeezed my thigh in response.

“Please fuck me.” I hushed, not sure if he heard. He was lapping up my pussy so good that he seemed too focused to hear anything else. “Please, please, I want you to fuck me.” I whined out this time. Max looked back up to me, lifting off slowly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” My chest was heaving and falling. He wiped the back of his mouth and squeezed at his erection in his Calvin Kleins. He looked so big, so hard. I felt empty, I needed to feel the stretch of him, so badly. His face was flushed and hair was all tossed around from where I’d been tugging at it. His eyes were sex hungry and his pupils had dilated giving him a devilish look. “I don’t have any condoms.” He muttered. “Im on the pill.” I nodded, seeing his face relax as he smiled a little, beginning to strip me of my shirt.

“Fuck.” Max cursed, squeezing over my breasts. “I didn’t know they were pierced.” He swallowed as I hummed, tightening my legs back together. Max pushed them apart again, falling on top of my body once again. This time, my hands pushed down to his underwear, scraping my nails gently up the smooth of his back. Max inhaled against my chest, catching my nipples against his mouth. I let out another closed mouth moan, bucking my hips to catch against his.

“So gorgeous. So, so sexy.” He borderline groaned, desperate to catch me in for another kiss. “Max.” I gasped, my fingers frantically tugging at his waist band. Not even taking them off, Max pulled himself free with a slight groan, watching his actions as I felt the press of the head of his cock against my hole.

He licked at his hand, lubricating his dick, I was wet enough but the way he slid slowly into me was orgasmic- literally. We both let out a sigh, his head coming back up to face me. “Is that ok?” “It’s good.” I smiled reassuringly. “You feel so good.” He sighed, burrowing his face into my neck and kissing me tenderly. He pushed himself all the way in with a shaky breath, and I swear I was sent to heaven and back hearing his pleasure. My hands held onto the back of his shoulders, spreading my legs a little wider. Max moaned, pulling his hips back and grinding them back as he fucked into me. “Are you good?” He checked.

“Yeah, are you.” I whispered as he offered me a gentle smile, kissing me tenderly. “Yeah.” He simply responded, our lips attaching as he began moving. My head was cloudy, clearly I wasn’t thinking straight. How could I when Max was inside me? It all felt so naughty and secretive, like we shouldn’t have been doing it. “Is the room actually sound proof?” I checked, “what?” He breathlessly questioned. “Oh yeah. Yeah it is.” He nodded, propping his hands at either side of me.

I let out a sigh of relief and pleasure, lifting myself up with him to catch another kiss. “Fuck me harder, please I want it, Max.” I dirty talked. He groaned in response, snapping his hips into mine, coming to kneel up as he held my thighs and hips, occasionally running his hands back over my tits. Max was a fucking demon on the track, and I could confirm he was the exact same in bed. He’d fucked me like the world was ending, our skin slapping against one another, his hands gripped at me almost painfully, sending me to pure bliss on the mattress below.

“Max!” I cried out, gasping as I gripped at his hands. He let out a grunt, falling forwards and panting from working so hard. He looked so fucking good. “You’re so fucking tight, oh my god. Feels so fucking good.” He cursed and my stomach fluttered yet again. All I could do was moan at his words, clutching at his hand as he pulled himself out gently. His cock was replaced with his hand, “I don’t wanna cum too soon.” The roughness of his actions was softened with a loving kiss to the inside of my knee, my chest was heaving and falling and he placed a hand on there, soothing me, before running it down, over my breasts, my stomach and back down to my pussy that was dripping wet. His two fingers slid inside of me, and immediately my head fell back again. “Jesus, Max.” I half laughed amazed by his pure stamina. He glanced up to me making sure I was okay before speeding up his movements. Max reached angles that nobody else could, his fingers constantly hit the sensitive part inside of me and soon I was covering my mouth, preventing loud cries of pure ecstasy escape my mouth.

“No, I wanna hear you, Leni.” He tugged my hand down, pinning it besides me as he watched my face contort as he threw me over the edge, the sound of his movements mixed with my wetness filling the room. “Fuck, Max!” I choked out, feeling myself squirt all over his hand and my thighs. He milked me through it, smirking like he’d just won a race.

“Didn’t know you could do that.” He commented once I’d come down from the overwhelming sensation. “Well you wouldn’t would you.” I panted, pushing myself up on my sore knees, a little wobbly at first. Max looked back up to me with gentle eyes and the most softest smile I’d ever seen. It felt like I fell in love- fuck no. I couldn’t think like that. I kissed him tenderly, his lips gentle against mine as I inwardly sighed against his lips, climbing on top of him so my pussy was pressed against his cock. Max was big, he took care of himself (I could tell) and when I took him in my hands I felt the way he tensed. He breathed out, watching me jerk him off as I rolled my hips teasingly. I couldn’t believe me and Max were doing this. The realisation hit me and it dawned on me how actually crazy this was.

“What’re we doing, Max?” I giggled, hand still wrapped around his cock. “Just…” he shrugged with a slight laugh. He pulled me in for another kiss and I slipped his tip back inside me again. Our foreheads rested against one another and his hands came to slip over my back and ass, feeling the bounce of my flesh as I moved on top of him.

“Feels so good.” I cried out gently, dropping my head against his cheek. Max turned, kissing my temple as he entwined his fingers in my hair. “Keep bouncing.” He hushed as I pushed myself up, following his instructions. I rode Max like there was no tomorrow, arching my back as I began to grind against him, my tits were bouncing, I was breathless, it was so hot.

“Max.” I squeaked out, feeling him pull my hand onto my clit, before removing it. It’s like he wanted me to put on a performance, so of course I was going to give him that. “Max!” I cried out again, head dropping back slightly, hair draping down my back as I bounced harder. My legs were burning, but I didn’t care, I was going to cum and it’s all I wanted.

“Say it again.” His voice was husky, strained as he let out an actual moan. “Max.” I repeated, breath hitching as his cock hit the sensitive part inside of me. Quickly, he began moving in response, fucking his cock harder, deeper inside of me. I couldn’t speak, he threw me over the edge so quickly, my whole body tensing as my orgasm washed over me.

“I’m cumming! Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I yelled out, with one last snap of Max’s hips I was pushed through my orgasm, the coil snapping and my whole body was thrown into complete ecstasy. “Fuck, Max.” I groaned, collapsing onto his chest. His hand moved to hold the back of me, keeping me close and borderline soothing me through my climax. It was the most intimate I’d ever felt, he was playing with my hair, kissing my cheek, fuck, yes we were close enough to have sex, but this felt so…. comfortable. “You okay?” He suddenly spoke once my breathing had calmed, I lifted myself up, sitting back up on him again. “Yeah, sorry. I’m out of breath.” I admitted as Max smiled, rolling me onto my back. The last thing I expected was for him to eat me out again, but fuck, I was practically riding his face like I hadn’t just cum.

“Fuck, you’re so good at that.” I sighed out, my hips rolling against his mouth. He hummed, sending vibrations against my sensitive clit and I jumped from overstimulation. I don’t know how, or why it happened so quickly, but I found myself reaching a 2nd orgasm from his mouth alone.

“Oh my god, Max. I’ve never done that before.” I panted, rolling onto my front, my head slumped against the mattress. “Are you okay?” He asked as I smiled up to him, pushing myself up on all fours. “I want more.” I shyly admitted.

“More?!” He smiled, running a hand over my ass. “Mmmh.” “I’m not gonna say no to that.” He responded as I giggled, feeling him slide slowly into me. He hit just at the right angle, but I was over sensitive and jumped slightly, moaning. “Sorry.” He hushed.

Max moved so gently, fucking me until I grew used to the sensation of his cock inside me again. I arched my back, hearing him groan even louder. “Harder, Max.” I hushed as he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, speeding up his actions, fingers gripping into my ass harder and harder. His thrusts became overwhelmingly fast, he was practically jack hammering into me, groaning and grunting as I snatched at the pillow, pornographic moans escaping my lips.

“Fuck me, Max. Oh my god, fuck me!” I moaned out. “Leni-” he groaned, hand slightly slapping down onto the flesh of my ass. “Do it again.” I moaned through my teeth. He brought his hand down to spank me twice more and my moans only grew. Max snatched my hips into his again, doubling over and falling ontop of me with an exhausted groan. “I’m gonna cum, fuck.” “Cum inside me, Max, please!” I begged. “I’ll cum inside you, fuck, I’m cumming!” The sounds that escaped his mouth as he orgasmed made me dizzy, Max’s hands tightened over my skin, falling on top of me as he groaned with each wave of his orgasm as he spilled his seed deep inside my pussy.

“Fuck.” He pushed me down gently, falling on top of me with a kiss to my spine. His hand found mine, breathing easing out as he rested behind me, kissing my shoulder tenderly. “Fuck, Leni.”

“That was so good.”

“We should make this a more common occurrence…”

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girls-alias · 5 months

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Dean's Dream P2 Smut

Title: Dean's Dream P2 Smut

Words: 1749 [Bit long, my apologies]

Relations: Dean Winchester X Reader.

TW: Smut Chapter.

Please don't read if you don't like smut. This is a smut-only chapter.

This chapter won't affect the storyline and so is skip-able.

Prompt:

Dean is captured by a Djinn and dreams of Y/N.

Part 1

Summary for context:

Dean was abducted by a Djinn and this is his dream. Y/N is his girlfriend and he woke up in her bed. He couldn't remember anything and thought she was a one-night stand. Once he saw her, the photo on her drawers of them kissing and her explaining they had already said I love you confused Dean but from her smile, and certainly from her kiss he knew he was home, where he was supposed to be. With her. They have a little free time before they have to go see Sam.

SMUT (Last Warning) Third person POV:

Dean dug his nails into her waist and she moaned softly into his mouth only cementing the fact that he wanted her. Her hand moved up and softly yanked at the hair on the back of his head, it was unexpected for him and yet found that he liked it. He instantly understood she liked it rough. He grinned against her lips before his tongue tried to grace her bottom lip but her mouth was already open, ready for him like she knew he would do it.

This only excited Dean more, he could sense this had been done many times before, none of which he could remember. She seemed to know his body better than anyone ever had, she knew exactly where to run her fingertips, where to squeeze and where to avoid. Dean found it extremely refreshing that someone was actually interested in pleasing him as well. It only made him want her more.

His hands slid down to her ass, and she seemed to take it as a queue to jump. He effortlessly caught her weight and held her close. The kiss deepened as their tongues danced and her soft moans from his rough touch turned him crazy. She moved her hand to Dean's cheek and his eyebrows twitched, this didn't feel like it was just sex, it was love.

Y/N pulled away slightly, her lips quickly finding his neck. "I'm not a big fa-" Dean couldn't finish his sentence as he sucked air through his teeth, eyes rolling back as his hands squeezed her ass tighter. He had never found much pleasure in neck kisses but she knew exactly where to attack, she found a spot no other girl had found, a spot that made his knees almost buckle. It fuelled his desire. He bit his bottom lip bringing an arm around her back to hold the back of her shoulder tightly. His erection got harder and harder as she continued to suck and nibble harshly on the spot which made him make noises he didn't know he could make.

Her back muscles moved against his touch, he loosened his grip figuring he was hurting her. She pulled away to smirk at him. Their breath was erratic from the passion and rising pulse they shared. He bit his bottom lip taking the time to look at her deeply, admiring her beauty. Her eyes were full of lust, pupils dilated clearly seeing what she wanted and ready to take it. She smiled a little brighter. "Are you going to stare at me all day or fuck my brains out?" She asked softly, almost whispering. He grinned causing her to giggle as he lowered them onto the bed, he hovered over her. She connected their lips, making out with as much passion as their bodies would allow. Dean placed a hand on her waist pushing her down into the bed trying to resist his urges to devour her. She didn't seem to hold back.

She pulled the string on her silk robe, the tie coming undone and her gown resting open. Dean's hands instantly moved the robe aside to grip her waist without fabric in the way. Her left hand moved to the waistband of his boxers. Dean's heart skipped as she started pushing them aside. Dean hesitated, he reluctantly disconnected their lips to look at her, lust in his eyes matching hers. "You sure?" He asked apprehensively, a part of him worried she would say no but she chuckled softly. She kissed him slowly but with just as much passion as before. He never experienced such a sweet kiss.

"You'd think after 2 years you'd stop asking and know by now that I have a higher sex drive than you," She expressed, her smile bright and lighting Dean's world a little brighter. He grinned, swooping down to connect their lips again. He helped her pull his boxers down and he was left bare. Her hand reached down, jerking his throbbing hard cock in her soft hands. Dean groaned, pulling his lips away to take a deep and shaky breath. His eyes were screwed shut as he resisted pushing his hips into her hand. She moaned, her hips rolling, feeling empty and needing him. Dean's breath was quick as she tristed her hand slightly, he gasped feeling pleasure he'd never come close to. He rested his forehead on her shoulder, eyes screwed shut, the pleasure riding his spine the way he needed her to ride him, relentlessly.

"I need you, Dean." She whispered seductively in his ear, he moaned at her saying his name. He felt as though now that he'd heard her say it that way no one else was allowed to say it. It was only her. He moved a hand from her waist to find where she needed him, as soon as his fingertips came in contact with her clit she gasped. She didn't seem to have noise control as her moans filled the room. Dean throbbed in her hand, the moans alone were enough to edge him. Dean connected his lips to the shoulder he had been resting on and bit down slightly using all of his willpower to resist her a little longer, his fingers moving down and instantly taking in how wet he had made her. He groaned knowing she was ready for him. She needed this just as much as he did.

"Fuck, you're so wet," He expressed through a groan. She yelped softly as he slid a finger inside her. His other hand on the back of her neck, holding his weight with his elbow and forearm, gripped tighter.

"Fuck my brains out baby," She moaned out breathlessly. He took no more convincing as he pulled his fingers out and sat up, he looked down at her as she moved her hand from around his cock. He took the time to admire her, he saw utter perfection. His mouth went dry as his breath remained quick and erratic. She bit her bottom lip knowing no matter how many times he saw her naked she would still feel the same as the first time, like her body was the only one he would ever need to see. He pulled her legs down slightly before he lined his cock to her entrance. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head anticipating him inside her.

"You're so fucking hot," He breathed out before pushing his hips into hers. His cock entered her fully. He gripped her hips harshly feeling immobilised by her inside. He locked his arms so he wouldn't fall. She moaned as he twitched inside her. She gripped at the bed sheets beneath her. "Fuck," He gasped before slowly pulling out and hesitating, he pushed deep inside her. She moaned loudly, already almost screaming. It spurred Dean on as he wanted to make her scream his name. The best prize in the world.

"Fuck Dean." She moaned, her back arching up from the bed, bringing his attention to her perfect breasts. He moved his left hand to kneed her right tit. She groaned in her throat, her head digging into the bed. He thrust into her a little faster, finding a pace that made her moan the most. He took a deep breath and tried resisting he didn't want to be too rough but he was unsure how long he could hold back. Amazing sensations vibrated their muscles with each thrust. She looked deep into Dean's eyes, a smirk raising half her lip. Dean was mesmerised but continued to thrust knowing if he stopped now it would only hurt him. "Fuck me like you mean it, Dean," She tempted. His breath hitched in his throat, he searched her expression for a hint of apprehension but she looked more sure of this than Dean was sure she was perfect. He nodded slightly, stopping only momentarily to adjust his position. He raised his hips and held her hips in both his hands. She gulped with anticipation as she knew what pleasure she was about to share with the love of her life.

He pulled his hips back, taking a second to breathe before thrusting into her deep and hard as he pulled her hips down to meet him. She moaned, a scream finally leaving her lips and he knew he would kill to hear it again. He did it again, the same pause, the same power. He groaned as he wanted nothing more than to go faster, his pleasure only building the more she moaned, she was getting close, he could feel it, he knew. "Faster, Dean. Fuck, please," She moaned between thrusts. He panted, his nails digging into her skin as he watched her tits bounce as he pulled her hips harshly into his. He continued, taking out the pause he was previously doing and pounded into her relentlessly. He groaned, his orgasm growing close as he watched her whimper and squirm, he caused this.

"Fuck, baby," He hissed as her walls squeezed his hard cock pounding into her, she giggled slightly as she bit her bottom lips. She found his eyes, he was lost in them, groaning as he breathed out knowing the eye contact only made his orgasm grow unbearably close. He thrust into her once again, harder than before. She screamed as her back rose from the bed momentarily.

"Fuck, Dean. I'm gonna cum," She screamed as he continued. His eyes screwed shut at her words, the tension inside him ready to release inside her.

"Fuck," He groaned. She screamed as she came. Her vagina tightened around his throbbing dick. "Fuck, I'm cumming," He exclaimed as he pulled her in even deeper. He felt the orgasms pressure release as he came inside her, he knew he had never cum so hard. She yelped, biting her lip as his cum shot hard inside her, hitting the spot that made her body weak. He groaned, his thrusts getting sloppier as his breath quickened, riding out their orgasms. His eyes finally opened but were clouded with darkness, the only noise in the room was their deep breathing. He pulled out slowly, admiring as she bit her lips, her eyebrows twitching as she found pleasure in that too. He moved to her side to lie down. He tried to catch his breath as she turned to her side, facing him. He lifted his arm to wrap it around her as she rested her head on his chest.

His mind is swimming.

MASTERLIST

Part 3

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iwhyzumiihajimee · 4 months

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mirror mirror~ [ mature 18+ ]

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem.reader

context: mirror mirror on the wall, who will scream one's name between the two of us all?~

genre: timeskip! au, mature 18+

warnings !! 18+ // explicit smut, deep penetration, non-protected sex, fingering, teasing, kissing, biting, licking, french kissing, making out, moaning, grunting, foreplay

word count: 1.4k

He looks up at you and smiles, moving his mouth to your throat and kissing it gently. He lets out a soft moan in response to the sensation. “Love, you’re making me want you so much more.” He runs his hands over your hips and up your back, feeling your soft skin and curves. “We may never get out of bed.” Hajime whispers into your ear.

You mumbled, "I don't want to~"

Haji grins and moves his way back up to your neck and mouth. He kisses you gently, his breath tickling your ear again.“I don’t want to either, love. We can stay here for as long as you want.” He leans in and kisses you again, wrapping you in his arms and holding you close. “What should we do now?” He smirks and pulls you closer to his body.

Wanting to experience your desired kinks, you pulled Hajime to get in front of the mirror. We had a good minute of admiring each other before Hajime connects to your from behind. We focus ourselves in the mirror in front as we both moved in sync together.

Haji looks ahead into the mirror and watches his body move with yours. He presses himself into you further, feeling the sensation of your bodies connecting against each other. “Oh, god, I don’t know what I would do without you.” He leans in and kisses your shoulder and neck, nibbling and biting on your skin. He holds you tighter and moves with you, making sure your bodies are closely connected as you both continue to watch yourselves in the mirror.

Haji smiles and continues watching too. “I agree. You’re so attractive, love. I’m the luckiest man in the world to be with you.” He kisses your neck again as your bodies move together. He rubs his fingers up and down your thigh, feeling your soft skin and getting excited. “Can you feel it, love? How hot and close we are?” He leans in and kisses your cheek as he moves with you against him.

Haji grins and looks down at you in the mirror. He begins to move his body a little bit faster, getting more into it now. He keeps up with your movements and kisses your neck, nibbling and biting your skin again. “I know you love it when I really get into it.” He kisses your ear and moves his mouth closer to the curve of your neck. As your bodies press closer together, he moves faster and harder.

All you could do was watch him through the mirror moving faster in you. "Mhmm~ Hajiii~" you moaned.

Haji continues moving, going even faster than before. He looks up at you in the mirror, his face full of intensity and excitement. He continues to kiss and nibble your neck, his breath tickling your ear. “Do you want more? Do you want me to keep going, love?” He keeps moving with you and watches as his body presses up to yours. “I want to keep going and make you scream my name.”

"Don't stop~" You whispered. He begins to move faster and harder, leaning into it with all of his strength now. He presses you closer to his body as he moves with you, his breath getting heavier. “Here goes, love. Give it to me.” He kisses your neck and nibbles slightly harder than before, biting your skin gently. “I want to hear you scream my name.” He grips your hips tightly and holds you close, his eyes watching the mirror at all times as he starts to breathe louder and louder.

"Ahh I'm close~" you pant. "Ahh Hajimee~"

Haji nods and watches you in the mirror. “I’m here for it, love. Give it to me.” He holds you tight and kisses your cheek. He moves faster and harder, nibbling your neck again but harder than before. He watches you in the mirror and smiles, his breath getting even heavier. “I want to hear you, love.”

"Ahh Hajime~ Haji~" you say a little louder. Haji moves even faster, leaning into it a little more and biting his lip. He turns up the intensity another notch now and moves with you, his body pressed up against yours and his hips moving rapidly against yours. “Almost there, love.” He nibbles and bites your neck again, letting out some small moans as he keeps moving with you. “I need you to scream it.”

He continues moving at the same fast pace and leans in, biting and nibbling your neck again. He kisses you hard and bites your shoulder, his teeth barely scraping along your skin. “I’m not holding anything back now, love. I want to hear your voice.” He looks at you as he moves and keeps moving. “I’m getting closer and closer…” He bites your neck and grabs onto your shoulders, holding onto you tightly as he picks up speed now.

"Yes~ yes! Haji! right there!" Hajime holds you tightly against him. He bites your shoulder a little harder and moves with you, nibbling your neck and moaning. He starts to breathe heavier and presses up against you as he keeps up the pace. “Love, I’m there, I’m so, so close.” He holds you firm and keeps moving quickly, his breath and movement growing more and more intense. He pushes his body closer to yours. “Love, please…just a bit longer.” He looks at you and kisses your cheek and grabs onto your waist tightly.

Haji continues moving with you and moaning softly, nibbling your skin and pulling you closer. He holds onto your waist tightly and moves even faster than before, still trying to work up to his full speed. He’s breathing really heavy now and looks at you in the mirror, pressing himself into you and kissing more of your neck. “Please, love. Give it to me. Give it to me…” He nibbles your neck furiously and presses his body tightly against you, waiting for you to scream.

"Hajime! I'm... I..."

“Let it out, love.” He bites your neck harder and keeps his body pressed up against you, moving faster and breathing even harder than before. “Give it to me, love. Give it to me…” He looks at you in the mirror and holds you tightly. His movements become slightly more violent as he keeps up his pace. He presses himself even closer to you and bites your neck again, leaving his teeth slightly graze your skin. “Just a little bit longer, my love….”

"Haa... Ha... Hajime~" You start to cry out a little. Haji’s eyes light up and his mouth hangs open. He holds you tighter and moves with you as fast as he can, nibbling your neck as he presses up more and more against your body. He pulls you in close and starts to moan slightly and he feels you get closer and closer. “Love, I’m here for you. I’m right here. I’m going to give you everything I have.” He bites your neck gently and kisses you softly, trying to keep you at the edge. “Almost…love…just a…little…more…"

"Ahhh... I'm commming!"

Haji holds you tight up against his chest. He keeps nibbling your neck and kissing your cheek as he presses up against you. His teeth graze your neck and nibble a little harder. His voice is strained as he holds you tightly and bites your neck harder as he’s holding in his own excitement at the moment. “I’m…so…close…” He licks your skin and bites slightly harder before kissing you again. His eyes are locked on you in the mirror and he bites harder and harder. “So, so close…love.”

"Hajime! Please!" Hajime hears you yell and keeps moving up against you and nibbling your neck. His teeth graze your skin harder and harder, then nibble a little softer again. He bites harder and pushes up against you with all of his body and keeps moving with every ounce of strength he has. With one last thrust, Hajime's body glows and drips with sweat as he finishes in you.

Panting, you try to catch your breath, "fuuck~" Hajime lays his head on your shoulder and presses his body up against you, holding you close to him. You take a glimpse of your sweaty figures in the mirror in front as his head remains on your shoulder but his teeth nibble your neck softly. He holds you tight and looks at you in the mirror. He smiles softly and kisses your cheek.

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l0tt1emy · 8 days

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Charlie matthews x Reader

A/n: Smut no plot 'cause I'm feeling wild !

Your fingers brush against Charlie's dick and balls, causing him to jerk forward and moan loudly. You can feel how hard he is, even through the thin fabric of his boxers. Charlie's nails dig into your arms as you slowly move your hand up and down the length of his erection. A soft smile tugs at your lips as he lets out a shaky breath.

"Oh fuck, baby..." He pants, arching his back

You carefully lift the waistband of Charlie's boxers, revealing his arousal fully. It stands tall and proud, the head glistening with precum. Your eyes trace over its length before meeting his gaze, and you can see the desire burning bright in them. A small blush creeps onto his cheeks, but he doesn't look away from you.

"Yes" Charlie whispers softly, biting his lower lip. His chest rises and falls rapidly, and you can see beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Charlie swallows thickly and nods, still watching you intently. His hands grip your wrists tightly as you continue to stroke him gently. "You do things to me, baby," he murmurs, closing his eyes briefly. When they open again, there's a mix of longing and submission in their depths.

He shifts restlessly underneath you, humping his hips subtly against your hand. "It's all you... I want you so bad." A shiver runs through him, and he licks his lips nervously.

" I didn't do anything and you're already like this.." You mutter while raising an eyebrow, sighing shakily and placing a small kiss on the tip of his dick

With a tremulous breath, Charlie watches as you lean in and press your lips against the tip of his dick. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through him, making him jerk and groan. Your tongue traces the vein running down the underside of his shaft, eliciting another shiver from him.

"Fuck, baby..." He moans, bucking his hips upward. "Please..." His voice cracks slightly, and his eyes plead with you.

"tsk.. so pathetic" you mumble and look into his eyes

Sorry!" Charlie gasps out, biting his lip. His eyes follow your movements as you trail kisses further down his body. "Don't stop, please..."

You reach his dick and he arches off the bed, whining softly. You place a gentle kiss on his tip, then run your tongue around it, savoring the sound of his sharp intake of breath.

"Fuck, that feels so good..." He mumbles, reaching for your hair. You capture his hand and bring it back to your side, giving him a warning look.

"Behave, or no more fun for you." You tease, nipping at his skin lightly.

Charlie lets out a shaky breath, nodding quickly. "Sorry sorry sorry... I promise, don't stop." He squirms under your ministrations, his hips twitching in spite of himself. You take your time exploring his body with your mouth, enjoying the sounds he makes as you lavish attention on his thighs, belly button, and finally arriving at the target.

His dick pulses in your hand when you wrap your fingers around it once again, and he whimpers, struggling not to thrust into your grip. You give him a knowing grin, leaning in to suck the head of his cock into your mouth. His entire body jerks, and you hear him swallow hard above you.

"F-fuck.." He cries out, his hands balling into fists. You hum around him, feeling him grow even harder in your mouth.

Slowly, you cup Charlie's testicles, gently rolling them between your fingers. He lets out a shuddering moan, his hips rocking involuntarily.

As you continue to suck and stroke him, his breathing becomes more ragged. Sweat forms on his forehead, and he clutches the sheets in tight fists. "Baby, I'm gonna come... I'm so close..." His voice is strained, bordering on desperation.

You can tell Charlie is trying to hold back, his face contorting with effort. Sweat continues to break out on his brow as he grips the sheets tighter. With each suck and stroke, he gets closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, he lets out an an anguished cry, "Please, baby... I can't!"

"You can," you counter, increasing your pace slightly. Your eyes meet his, and you can see the battle going on behind them

He closes his eyes tightly, teeth gritted, and suddenly relaxes, surrendering to the sensations overwhelming him. "Ah, fuck!" He cries out, his hips bucking wildly.

You pull back just in time, watching as he spills onto your waiting hand and stomach. A satisfied sigh escapes you as he collapses back onto the pillow, panting heavily

"You made a mess, you're not even good enough to hold this shit back?" You mutter as you look at Charlie who is biting his bottom lip as he stares at you. "I'm sorry, baby," Charlie says, looking contrite. His chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath. "I couldn't help it."

You smirk, wiping some of the remaining cum from your stomach with your thumb, bringing it to your lips and licking it off. Charlie watches you do this, eyes wide.

"Such a needy boy," you tease, wagging your finger at him

Sure enough, Charlie's dick starts to stiffen in your hand, evidence of his desire for you. He blushes deeply, but there's also a hint of pride in his expression.

"See what you do to me?" He whispers, reaching for your leg and pulling it over his hips.

"Can we try something different tonight, baby?"

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pandorainmymind · 1 year

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kiss me harder

jake sully x fem!na’vi!reader

smut

this was literally based on a wet dream i had of jake .. HAH

word count: 1.6k

tag list: @gurlypopsstuff @lizziesfirstwife @nijirozzz @dumb-fawkin-bitch

you didn’t know if it was the way that he had hooked his large hand around your back, touching the side of your chest just barely - or the mere fact he had been giving you these teasing looks all day long.

either way, jake sully had you wrapped around his finger. causing this brewing sensation in the bottom of your stomach to become a little bit more of a problem, almost being on the edge of painful. the lingering gazes and touches to your body as you both spent time in the thicket of the jungle, just in your own little world and away from the village.

in all honesty, you needed him right then, right there. your desire to be touched where you ached most entirely took over your logical thinking. and just when the small urge in the back of your mind went off to stop you from finally crumbling for him, jake decided to make a move that had you slipping out a small moan.

pressing his body right up against your backside, the thickness of his cock making its presence known as you felt it straining and being pressed into you. the feeling caused your whole body to shudder, veins pumping your hot blood dosed with lust. “j-jake” you whine out, throwing a hand over your shoulder to guide his face to the backside of your neck. his breath fanning over the sensitive skin, he smiles to himself, fangs poking out just barely and he presses a wet kiss to your blue supple flesh. the contact practically sends shocks through your system as you feel it instantly go to your clit, making you clench needily around nothing. “mmmh baby” jake wraps around you tighter, lapping at your neck as his hips rut up seeking friction from your body.

craning your neck to the side to finally face your mate, you interrupt his peppering across your skin with a heated kiss. the both of you moan into one another, and the vibrations set you off, not being able to take it any longer. initiating taking steps backwards, jake’s lower back comes in contact with a fallen tree. and turning your body still in the hold of his arms, your frontside now becomes the side to press up against his. causing his hands to desperately knead at your hips, thumbs digging into your lower stomach as you wedge your body between his strong thighs. tasting his tongue against yours, he gently suckles your bottom lip as he begins to pull off your mouth to catch a breath. panting deeply, his hooded eyes watch over your flushed face, lips parted and puffed up slightly as you too, even out your fluctuated breathing. “why are you doing this to me?” you question him, bits of your long hair falling out in front of your dazed face. dropping your eyes from his to the veins protruding from his neck. the sight looks utterly ravenous as you fight the urge to latch onto his body. your weak voice causes him to swallow down hard, and you watch as his throat swells slightly and bobs down. his thick cock throbbing with need, trapped in the tightness of his loincloth. jake suppresses the moan bubbling in his chest as you drop both your hands to his lower abdomen, his skin burning under your touch. “doing what?” he asks with a dumb smirk, knowing full well what he’s doing. but the touch of your hands on his body, traveling their way up his torso makes jake grunts lowly. causing the ends of your lips to curl up on one side and focus your attention back on his clouded face. your four fingered hand now sprawled over his broad chest.

“you’re driving me mad, my jake” you lower your quivering voice down to a whisper, feeling his thumping heart. “i-“ you start, “i’m” then bite your lip, and look down with a deep blush.

“babygirl, say it” jake orders, sliding two fingers underneath the strap of your bottom covering, and his other hand up to take ahold of your jaw. your face fitting in between the strong hold of his thumb and fingers perfectly. “use your words or i cant help you”

the way your face sits in his grip… the largeness of his hand, and the fondling he begins to do to your outer hip all creates the urgency for your satisfaction to spill over. “please just fuck me already!” you gasp out, pleading showing with every nerve of your body - ears going down, lips pouting, eyes drooping, tail almost shaking, and arousal pooling in your garments

as if jake wasn’t turned on enough, your outburst made his mind reel back in attraction. and in a split second he was practically tearing off your little clothing, your ears ringing in anticipation you didn’t hear the beads woven into your chest covering snap and become lost in the ground's dirt, leaves and vines. completely bare in front of jake, you push off him with an attitude - feeling drunk off of him. “n-now you… please” you plead on further, ready to jump his bones.

jake complies with you completely and rids himself of his own coverings. revealing his hard blue cock, raging and needing to be touched - precum adorning his tip. and he catches you staring at it with an open mouth. “like this babygirl?” he asks with pride and lust swelling in his chest and into his veins, “you want my big cock?”

jakes words send your brain fuzzy as you look up into his eyes, dumbly nodding in affirmation as you swallow down hard. feeling your pussy convulse. “need it..” you say, basically pouncing back on him. pressing your body back between his legs, his dick in between as you grind your hips into him. jake sucks in a hiss through his teeth as his head goes back, one hand thrown to the base of your tail guiding your hips and his other behind him against the fallen tree - in order to steady himself.

“fuck y/n” jake grunts, breath hitching as his hips rut up with yours.

the movement barely brushing your clit, making you grow antsy and annoyed with no satisfaction to your heat. so, hiking up a leg and setting it on the tree jake's upper body leans on and hooking one arm around his shoulders for stability - you grab the base of his cock.

hot and heavy in your hold, you feel it pulsing with need in your palm as jake let’s out an airy moan, eyes fluttering shut from watching your hand drop to fist him. sliding his cock between your folds, gathering up his arousal with yours, you slip him into your pussy - finally letting out a cry of relief and pleasure. “i need you jake…mmh fill me so..” you moan again rolling your hips down and back and forth, “so, good”

your sputter of words against his chest, as you clutch onto him tightly, both hands now gripping onto his strong shoulders as you bounce yourself on his dick. your breasts squished against his soft yet muscular body. the two of you drunk on one another, sweaty and panting erotically. hips swiveling with a mind of their own, in order to bring you both the highest pleasures.

“you take me so fucking well baby” jake moans with a thrust of his hips, leaning against his hand behind him. his other hand from pushing your pelvis into him, coming up to the base of your braid. you mewl at his words, and feeling his hold gripping your hair you whine out in slight discomfort as he pulls on the braid. lifting yourself off from his chest and back to face him straight on. opening your heavy eyes you’re met with a cruel, seductive smirk plastered across jake’s face.

watching your face slowly contort into one of pleasure once more as the pain from your hair being pulled overboards into satisfaction, jake feels his climax climb higher, his cock throbbing inside your wet walls tightly around him. and you feel yourself too become closer to your high. “kiss me” you say in an orderly manner

and jake immediately obeys, smashing his lips with yours, slipping in his tongue to dance against yours hungrily. becoming slightly short of oxygen, the sensations spreading through your body heighten and you flutter around his thrusting cock, squeezing him as your orgasm crashes suddenly. exhilaration washing over your body as you release around jake with a loud shaking cry.

the feeling of your walls basically collapsing over him, and the pleasure of your orgasm spilling over him - jake nips your tongue with a genuine and needy whimper. the sound itself could make you crumble into a second orgasm if you weren’t convulsing in his arms, suddenly unable to comprehend any sounds.

the two of you moaning against each others lips, jake shoots his load deep inside your heat - filling you with his cum. the warmth of it spills down the side of his dick. both of you rutting your hips with no control, riding out your highs using each other.

grunts, whines and small whimpers passing through lips and you two slowly regain control over yourselves.

slowing your rutting down to a stop, feeling his cum seep out of your pussy as he stills himself inside you. you press your lips to his once more, in a new emotion of pure love. not just one of lust.

he lazily smiles into the kiss and let’s go of the tight hold on you, sighing through his nose. and moving his lips with yours until you part.

“how come we can never make it back home to fuck?”

smacking his chest playfully, you laugh out with a blush and a roll of your eyes. your hiked up leg’s burning muscles finally rolling back into your nervous system as you only think of how you want to fuck him again once you do get home.

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galebrainrot2024 · 3 months

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Heyo (in Karlach’s voice) - I had some interesting dreams so here’s a quick one-shot, gender neutral (to the best of my ability) Gale x Tav morning smut. This is post-reunion party once you arrive home. Hehe Enjoy NSFW18+

Content: Gale x Gender Neutral Tav, so depending on your imagination it’s can be PIV or PIA, oral sex, deprivation

You knew you were being cheeky with him earlier at the party and that your comments would earn you quite the experience this evening.

“Gale please…” you beg, your half-naked body pressed against the bed as Gale caresses you, running his fingers down your back and over your backside, between your thighs and not yet touching where you need him to. The fire burns between your legs, your arousal desperate. He’s left you in your undergarments, skin exposed but just. He brings his fingers across your chest and against the hollow of you throat.

You moan, squirming as he takes your wrist and methodically kisses the sensitive skin. “I’ve been so patient, please…” your pleas go unanswered as he chuckles almost sadistically and conjures a mage hand to continue to caress your skin while he stands back a bit and you watch him watch you. It only heightens your arousal, the way his eyes bear into you makes you feel invigorated, like a sumptuous meal he is dying to eat. The way he’s depriving you now only makes you need him more. You part your lips and moisten them hungrily as Gale holds your gaze, disrobing everything but his briefs. You whimper and bite your lip, seeing the bulge against his underwear and it makes your eyes widen lustfully. Gale chuckles, a ribbon between his teeth as he ties his hair up in half a bun.

You mewl, a writhing mess as Gale’s fingers barely graze over your skin between your thighs as he turns you onto you back, “Ah what did I say,” he murmurs, giving you a wicked grin, “not yet. Patience is a virtue, after all..” His words only drive your need as the mage hands begin to lower your pants as Gale kisses along your neck and collarbone, flicking his tongue across the skin. His hands grip the firm cup of your butt, a low groan escaping him as he lowers himself to his knees on the bed, kissing your lower torso and giving you a quick bite on your inner thigh. You yelp, sucking on your lip to stifle your moans of desire.

He had been teasing you like this for longer than you could recount and finally Gale’s lips and tongue move down your arched chest just to the apex of your pelvic bone. You groan, arching yourself into him and you feel him smile against your skin before his warm tongue massages the source of your arousal and every nerve ending in your body sparks to life. He indulges on you, the visceral moans escaping his lips send shudders through your body, the vibrations in tandem as his warm, soft tongue explored every inch of you, licked and suckled as he praised you, drives you wild. “Mmm.. you taste absolutely divine…” he demands more, eager to please you, pushing his tongue into you and massaging you so your eyes roll back, your arousal reaching an uncomfortable peak and you whimper, your hands tangled in his hair as he sucks every inch of you. Gale overstimulates every sense you have, his fingers joining his tongue to satisfy you. You hear him grunt with pleasure as he takes every inch of you with his mouth, your pleasure only intensifying his.

Your hands grip his hair tighter and you push your head back into the bed and you hear Gale murmur against you, in a low growl, “I need to hear you finish for me…” and it makes you entire body quake. Your body shudders as the tidal waves of pleasure rush through you, your mind going utterly blank as the only sensation available is absolute bliss as you shudder to climax moaning his name and you hear his grunt of satisfaction as he licks and massages harder in order to taste the essence of your finale, the fruits of his labor. You feel him smirk between your thighs, your breath shallow and rapid, and he kisses your inner thigh tenderly before flipping you onto your stomach to spread your legs gingerly apart.

Gale leans down to whisper in your ear, “Did you think I was done? Unless you want me to be.. though by the looks of it I highly doubt that…”

“No.” You turn around to face him, your eyes dark and hungry. “Please…”

You see the grin at the edges of his mouth as he licks his lips, his mouth parting as he wraps a hand lightly around your neck, lifting your head to kiss you passionately and you taste yourself on him. His tongue parts and enters your mouth, rolling over your tongue, massaging it firmly and he moans as the mage hands part your legs wider, preparing you for him.

He grips a fistful of your hair and takes the back of your head, pressing it lightly against the bed, the other hand gripping your waist tightly. Your hips raise upward and you whimper, a soft plea to be ravaged. You feel him graze his throbbing erection against your backside and you gasp, your arms reaching above you and you grip the sheets, pressing your face into the mattress.

“Though… I’m not sure if you deserve this quite yet..” you groan when Gale says this, your hips rocking back, searching for him until you hear his lusty laugh, his fingers pulling your hips firmly back to him and he deliberately enters you, first with the tip of his pulsating erection and then pushes his way deep to reach the caves of your infinite pleasure. You cry out when Gale enters you, his girth filling you in a way that makes you carnal. He pulls your hair back and you moan, biting down on your lip as Gale thrusts slow, forcefully into you, and you hear his grunts and moans of pleasure, murmuring your name.

You push back against him, begging for more friction and he pulls your hair harder, thrusting deep and you mewl, shuddering, finding the familiar steady thrum of your bodies coming together. His entire body looms over you, his lips against your ear as your bodies contort together, as he finds his way deeper still, thrusting so hard into you you gasp, loosing your breath. This earns you a deep moan from him, a whisper, “Very good…” and it makes you whimper. One of his hands snakes between your thighs to touch you, massage you, to make you cum for him again as he does in you.

Your bodies shake in unison, every cell ignited by the throws of passion and as you both get closer and closer to the precipice of unleashing your desire, “Gods I love you,” he murmurs into your ear, biting your earlobe and hoisting your leg to the side as he thrusts, the movements slower now as you both near the edge. You moan as he grunts, pushing yourself back against him for more friction when both of your movements become suddenly urgent, feral and you cry out as you hear Gale’s breathless, guttural “Oh my god,” and he presses his face into your neck, moaning as he shudders to climax, the hot liquid filling you.

It takes a moment before either of you can catch you breath and you feel his cheeky, satisfied smile as he kisses your neck, his laugh raspy and low. “You are remarkable.. how did I get so lucky.” Gale cooed, running his fingers through your hair before rolling you onto your stomach to caress your lips with his thumb, gazing into your eyes his voice tender and filled with longing. “Gods, I love you. I wouldn’t be satisfied even if we had a thousand more nights like this.” He brushes his lips to yours before pulling back, sighing contentedly, “To drink in every part of you for the rest of our lives… godhood could never compare.”

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georgiapeach30513 · 10 months

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A Little At A Time, Part 11

Summary: ��Andy knows you’ve been keeping something from him.

Pairings: Andy Barber X Reader

Rating: mild

Warnings: language, mentions of infertility, fear of miscarriage, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 4.8K

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With a sigh off your lips, your hand slides over Andy’s that was firmly resting on your belly. Weaving your fingers in his, you try and lift his hand up higher on your body. He was going to know, and find out your secret if he kept his hand there. Andy, still fast asleep, lets your hand hold onto his, placing it on your heart instead.

You couldn’t sleep. Not with the constant worry and intrusive thoughts going on through your head. And currently you are fighting off nausea. Trying to ignore your situation, it was becoming harder and harder to deny that you are pregnant. Your boobs had become so sensitive, and Andy barely grazing them either made you wince, or gave you this deep desire to fuck him. There was no in between.

The upset stomach was slowly going from morning sickness to just all day sickness. To the point that making meals was becoming unbearable. And you never remember having cravings quite like you did now. Like if you didn’t get that orange dreamsicle right now you would die. God, it sounded amazing. You can taste the popsicle on your tongue. Thinking about food makes your stomach roll, and you need Andy’s hand back on your belly.

“No,” you whisper. Taking a deep breath to ease the impending sickness that is bubbling up. Eyes watering as you try and fight it. “No,” jumping out of the bed, Andy sits up immediately as you run into the bathroom, and hurl your guts out.

If you are pregnant, your baby is being mean to you. Tears fill your eyes, and you try to make the sickness stop. Try to come up with an excuse, and there is nothing. You work with kids, so there could be an explanation. It was just a stomach bug.

“Peaches? Honey, you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you swallow sickness as Andy walks into the bathroom, “I really don’t need you to see me like this,” you complain, and he leans back on the counter. Damn, he looks good. Nothing but boxers on, and his arms cross his chest, and a deep desire to bite his nipples comes over you.

“Honey, I think you should call out sick.”

“I'll be fine in the morning, Ands. It’s nothing,” he clicks his tongue, while you sit on your bottom. Why was he so sexy? Visions of him pressing your face into the mattress while he pounds you from behind enter in your mind. Dreamsicle. Oh it sounds amazing. Even better licking it off his titties.

Andy taps his fingers over the counter while he watches you. “Did you just get sick? Or has this been going on?”

“I’ve been throwing up all week at work,” fucking hell. Andy narrows his eyes at you, but doesn’t say a thing. He is fucking hot when he’s got an angry face looking at you. He could fuck you from behind while you ate a dreamsicle.

“What do you think has caused you to have an upset stomach?”

“Probably my period,” Andy cocks up his eyebrow. My god, you want to ride him while he holds the dreamsicle up for you. You actually moan out loud. Imagining Andy covered in dreamsicles, and your tongue just licks him and the popsicles up.

“Uhh…you’re not due for a period currently.”

“It’s unpredictable.”

“Then you’re very late.”

“I need a snack,” you answer, standing up, and walking straight into the kitchen. They were calling your name, and they are just a few feet away. You can already taste them on your tongue. Smell them in every part of your body. A flash of wondering what Andy’s cream would taste like with the creamsicle imprints in your mind, and you shove it away. Not tonight.

Slinging open the freezer, you stare horrified, they are gone. What is this sadness? It’s not even anger. Your feelings are hurt. They are not here, “Daddy, they’re gone.”

“What’s gone, honey?”

“Th-the dreamsicles,” why did your voice just go up an octave? And why does your chest feel tighter? “They were right there, and now they’re gone, and…”

“You ate the last one after super. Even gave me the last bite.”

“I did that?” That’s all you could think about. Now an emptiness is heavy in your belly. “I really wanted that,” why are you screeching? “I really wanted a dreamsicle,” what were the tears?

“Peaches, baby, it’s okay. I’ll get you some in the morning.”

“But I really wanted one right now. My stomach is upset, and I can’t stop throwing up. I’ve got slutty thoughts about my husband always in my mind, and it is involving those fucking popsicles, and my tits hurt. They really do, Andy. And my nipples, they won’t stop being hard. And I want to fuck you, and bite you, and I’ve got this really weird cramping in my belly, and…I really wanted that dreamsicle.”

Andy comes over to you, holding you, while your tears stream down your face. Your voice had reached a high pitch he had never heard before. He had never witnessed you ever being so fussy and comically unreasonable. You all but told him what you had been thinking. It wasn’t a dread, it was a fear. “Daddy, I really wanted that popsicle.”

“I know, baby. Do you want me to go to the store, and get you some more?”

“It’s two o’clock in the morning,” you whine. Of all the silly little nonsense. That suggestion is worse than you not being able to stop your tears.

“There’s stores that stay open twenty-four hours. Let me go get you some more popsicles. It shouldn't’ take me long, and you’re calling out from work. There’s no way that you can work after you’ve been sick to your stomach and up all night.”

“Andy, I’m not sick,” you sniffle, trying to stop the tears. Leaning back so you can look at him.

“I know, honey. I’m not coming back with just the ice cream. I need you to take a pregnancy test for us,” you shake your head no, starting to pout as you bury your face back in his chest, “Why?”

“Because what if this is all in my head, and it’s negative? Because what if it’s positive, and I do something to our baby? What if…?”

“Shhh,” Andy’s thick hands rub up and down your back. “Honey, if you are pregnant, we need to know now. We’ll need to get you set up with a doctor, and have the best prenatal care we can get. If you're pregnant it’s better to find out now, rather than later.”

“You knew,” you don’t even lean back to look at him, just keep your face tucked on his chest. His titties really are comfortable. “How?”

“The vomiting. The weird smell aversions. You’ve been on a dreamsicle kick for awhile now. It’s like you’re going to die if you don’t have one. Why do you think I got you new vitamins? Peaches, they are prenatal. Let me go get some more popsicles, and buy a test. I will hold your hand while you take it.”

“You’re going to hear me pee?”

“I just heard you throw up. I have heard you pee, and I have gone into the bathroom after you shit. We’re getting married. If I hear my wife’s pee while she’s peeing on a stick, what should it matter.”

“I don’t shit,” you giggle, giving his nipple a little bite. “I am a lady.”

“Yeah, tell that to your ass. Is there any other weird thing you need me to buy while I’m out? You need some chips? Pickles? Corn?”

“Corn?” You bite his other nipple a little harder, and he pinches your ass. “No. Dreamsicles are perfect. Ooh, but if you want to get some of that grass fed beef jerky, I won’t be mad.”

“First, say it. Tell me, Andy, I think I’m pregnant,” a smile creeps up your face, and you shake your head. “Yes, say, Daddy, I think that you fucked a baby in me. I’m going to be so swollen with you.”

“Andy!”

“Is that not what you’ve been begging for? You have been begging for me to fill you up and…”

“Daddy, I think I’m pregnant,” Andy beams down at you. He has dreamed of this moment, and you looking up at him so sweetly with tears in your eyes, and your cheeks glistening with the tears that had already spilt was more than he could have ever imagined.

“Give me about thirty minutes. I’m going to get you some dreamsicles, beef jerky, and a test. Try and get some sleep, or rest.”

“But the popsicles,” this is just silly. You start blinking your eyes because the thought of trying to get sleep when your body is aching for that stupid ice cream is driving you insane. “I need them, and can’t sleep without them.”

“Okay, let me run and get the ice cream, and a test, and the grass fed beef jerky. Can you have that?”

“Andy!”

“Okay, okay. I’m on my way to the store. I love you, and I’ll be right back, honey,” why is he so cute? Just watching him run back into the bedroom to put on some sweats, and shoes makes you want to start crying again. He is perfect, and you worry you just don’t deserve him.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, grabbing his keys. He is moving as fast as he possibly can, but here you are unable to control your thoughts and emotions. “Honey?”

“You’re so perfect. And I don’t know why I can’t stop crying. I have been fighting the tears for so long. I’m scared, Andy. Scared to be pregnant. Scared to not be pregnant. I have all these obscene cravings, and these completely ridiculous and abhorrent fantasies about you. I’ve got you traipsing around all hours of the night for some damn popsicles, because I need it, and I knew in Georgia.”

“What?” Andy asks, stepping closer to you, and you're wallowing in his chest again. “What did you know in Georgia?”

“I felt it.”

“Felt what? Honey, I’m confused.”

“I felt them connect. Your sperm and my egg. I just don’t want to say it out loud, because if I do, she can be taken away from us. And I’m already calling her a she, and I don’t even know. And I want you to touch her little home all the time, and I’m ridiculous. Why is my phone ringing?” More tears. They never stop anymore, and the phone was playing an obnoxiously loud tune. “It’s Mamaw.”

“Let me get it. Stay right there,” jogging back to the bedroom, he doesn’t make it to your phone, but it starts ringing again, “Ruby?”

“Why are you answering the phone?”

“She’s in the living room, and I ran back in here.”

“Why is she in the living room, Andrew?” Andy walks back to you, and thankfully you have sat down on the couch, but still you cry.

“Peach Blossom, you want to talk?” You shake your head no, and Andy tries to think of an excuse, “She’s tired, Ruby. She got sick.”

“She’s not sick. The wind changed,” Andy looks at you a bit confused, but doesn’t say much. He would never do anything to insult your grandmother. “So were you two ever going to tell me what she’s got growing in her belly?”

“Uh…what?”

“You two have sex, we’ve established that. But why are you hiding a pregnancy?”

“I’m very confused. I…we don’t even know if she is. I’m making an emergency run, and she’s really craving ice cream. Honey,” he hands the phone over to you, “You need to talk to her. This is weird. You need ice cream, and I need you to test, so we can get you to the doctor, if you’re pregnant,” he gives you a sweet kiss to your temple before walking out the door, and you want to cry again. He was so pretty leaving, but it hurts to see him gone.

“Mamaw?”

“Oh, Peach Blossom, it’s okay. This is what you’ve always wanted.”

“We’re not married, and you are going to be so disappointed in me,” why do the tears not stop? Why was your mouth literally tasting the popsicle in your mouth? Why was your fiance not sitting beside you? “But I want her.”

“Baby, I am not disappointed in you. I’m upset you didn’t call me. When did you know?”

“That night in my bed. I’m sorry we had sex in my bed under your roof, and I just knew.”

“Peach Blossom, you stop that crying. You’re acting like your mother did. It’s definitely a girl. That’s how I acted with her. Not your uncle. The girls make you cry. Stop. Your man is going to get your ice cream. He’s going to make a great husband and dad for you. But you need a doctor. Why are you waiting?” Of all people you figured that she would get it. Mamaw had held you after every doctor’s visit. The ugly reality hitting you that you might not be able to get pregnant.

Every period that was painful beyond movement, she made sure you drank water and ate something. Would bring a heating pad for you, and lay in the bed with you reading stories, or watching cheesy soap operas with you. Mamaw had been the person you leaned on, and now it was Andy. She had to know why you had been avoiding an official test.

“Because I don’t want me and Andy to be attached and something happens to her. I can deal with my heartbreak, but not his. He deserves the world. Mamaw, what if I can’t carry her? What if…”

“What if you shut up?” Why is she being so mean? “Baby, I’m not saying that you don’t have fears, or saying that you can’t feel hopeless because of those fears. I’m saying if you miss out on all the good parts of a pregnancy, or keep that from Andy, I’m going to whoop you. That man deserves to baby you. You know that’s what he wants. He wants to take care of you and that baby. And you would be taking away the early parts of pregnancy. That’s not fair to either of you. Enjoy each phase of yours and Andy’s life. If you want to marry him there will be gut wrenching moments that you two will have to endure. But I think you two will be people where the good outweighs the bad. It’s time for you to trust him and your relationship. Has he heard you toot?”

“Mamaw,” you start giggling through your tears, grabbing some tissues to clean yourself.

“I’m sure he’s heard you toot. Stinking ass. If he loves your butt so much, he has to smell it. There’s good and bad to things. Now, be thankful you have a man willing to go shopping for your cravings in the middle of the night. Be thankful that he wants to be present in the pregnancy. Baby, that’s what this life is about. You’ve found someone to share it with, so let him have it all. That’s what he wants. He wants everything.”

“You’re right,” he is already back. Headlights shining into the house. “You’re right. I really need this ice cream, too.”

“Pee on that stick, and just prove to both of you that there’s a little peanut in there. Baby, bad things happen to good people, but don’t worry about what could happen. Worry about what is happening. And that’s the fact that you don’t know how to keep your legs closed in my house, and he put a baby inside of you. You two make a mess of the sheets, just to let you know.”

Oh. My. God. Mamaw was being too honest right now. “Let that sexy man take care of you, baby. Love you, and I expect a picture of my grandchild as soon as you have one.”

You don’t know what is sexier; your future husband, or the multiple bags he had that were filled with boxes of dreamsicles. “I didn’t want us to run out, and I knew that the freezer could handle it. Plus, you convinced me to get the deep freezer for the garage. So we can put the extra stock in there. I opened up a box on the way here, so here’s you one. Let me get these in the freezer before they melt. Eat that, and then you’re going to pee on a stick.”

His voice trails off as he walks towards the garage, and you are ready to cry again. Eyes welling up with tears as you take a bite from the confection. He is so perfect. Damn, he looks amazing. He went for a two in the morning run for ice cream because your body and his baby was craving it, and he bought extra.

Andy stops at the doorway into the living room, giving you a pout as a tear streams down your face, “Honey, what’s wrong?”

“You’re so perfect. I’m being ridiculous. This…this isn’t like me. You went and bought lots of ice cream for me, and beef jerky. And my breath is going to smell awful, and you’re smiling at me, looking like a god in your sweatpants, and hoodie. And I’m just…Andy, I think pregnant.”

“Gee, what gave you that idea? Was it the throwing up?” You sniffle, holding your arms out wide. You need him to hold you. You have turned into this needy little silly goose, and you need his lap. “Was it the strong cravings? Or maybe this new emotional self that you don’t seem to be able to control? Maybe it was your nipples that are always hard and you squeal anytime I touch them.”

“Yes,” whining as you crawl into his lap, and his hand naturally finds your belly. “And that. You knew, too.”

“Peach Bottom, it’s not like we were careful. And I’m not stupid. The vomiting is becoming a normal thing. And you’ve been doing it at work,” you hold out your popsicle to him, and he gives it a little bite, leaning forward to give you an extra sweet kiss. “Mmm, so the possible little bean that’s in there is really liking these? You want to pee on the stick, while I finish this?”

“Absolutely not. I cried for these popsicles. I need them. I think she’s happy now.”

“You’re going to keep calling the bean in your belly a she, and he's going to prove that he’s a boy.”

“No, I just…I felt it. Like the moment it happened, I just felt it. And I feel her, and I know that it’s crazy. But I really want to see you have this sweet little baby girl in your arms. I want to be her best friend, but I want you to be her hero,” Andy is the one getting tears in his eyes, and your head jerks away from him, “Stop that. I can’t cry anymore.”

“You brought it up. You’re making me all kinds of soft. Talking about becoming a hero to our daughter, and we don’t even know for sure if you’re pregnant, and…”

“You’re scared we’re going to lose her.”

His hand starts to rub up and down your back, and you tuck yourself under his chin. Alternating bites between you and him, “Andy what if I can’t…can’t — I want her.”

“Honey, things are going to happen when they happen, and how they’re meant to happen. People miscarry all the time, and it’s nobody’s fault. Our goal is to give the baby the best environment to grow. If that means you quit working beforehand, then that’s what we do. But no matter what, we will be fine.”

“I’m scared. I want to be a mommy, and raise our baby like my mom didn’t me. I would never give her up. I never want to spend a day without her, and I want you to be a daddy to our baby, and get to spoil her like…” getting emotional all over again when you think about the life that you didn’t have. Andy thinks, too. He didn’t have that perfect home with present parents.

“My dad never raised me. Peaches, please, put us out of our misery, and take the test. And then we deal with everything afterwards. There’s no point in us going over these scenarios that might happen. Honey, I love you. I’m going to marry you, and we’re going to be parents one way or another. There’s nothing wrong with you. I’ll make sure you become a mommy.”

“Yeah,” whispering, you let him have the last bite as you look at the box of tests on the table. It was surprising that you and Andy didn’t have a stockpile of tests. You knew what unprotected sex would bring. And unprotected wasn’t even the word; this was deliberately trying to get pregnant. This is what you wanted and still those fears linger in your mind.

Doubting your ability to get pregnant, or to even carry a baby until birth. Those years of the doctors’ words haunting you with every step you take to the bathroom. The possibility was low, almost impossible. There could be complications. There could be a low birth rate. There could be something wrong with the baby.

You wanted this life. The handsome husband, the beautiful house that you and he made a home, and you wanted a family. With children involved. Yeah, there were other options, and you weren’t too good for them. But there has always been a strong desire to feel and have every moment of a pregnancy. To feel the first flutters. To see their movement in your belly, to hear that first cry, and feeling their skin and breath on your own.

Andy’s arms wrap around you so tightly as you wait for that word. Or two words, should it not be positive. So much negativity swirls in your head as you wait for one of your biggest dreams to possibly come true. Andy whispers your name, and you don’t even hear it. The negative doctor voices are so loud.

The tears of true fear pour down your face as he says your name again, and you try and crawl into his skin, “Baby, listen to me.”

“No. I can’t. I can’t deal with this heartbreak.”

“The heartbreak of what? Trying to find a crib?” He holds you even tighter, kissing the top of your head. “We’ve already got the room picked out. Do you want dark furniture or light?”

“Andy,” you can’t say anything else as those fearful tears just turn into a relieving joy, and you sob as all those moments of being told you most likely would never be pregnant slowly leave your body.

“And we’ve got to get you a doctor’s appointment, and no matter what they say, you’re going to do it. I don’t care if they tell you to eat chicken for every meal. And we need to start looking up names, and I promised that if we have a girl that Mae is in it. And…Peaches, baby, we’re going to be parents.”

His words sound so beautiful, but still you are in your head of seeing every moment. You are pregnant. With Andy’s baby. He was growing inside of you. You are pregnant. “And you need to decide how you want to do the wedding. Do you want to get married now, and have a wedding later?”

“Andy, we’re having a baby,” you finally push off him to look at his beautiful face, and he starts peppering kisses all over your cheeks. It was so late, and you couldn’t sleep even if you wanted to. “I love you. God, I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” he whispers, pressing his lips against your temple.

“I was talking to our baby,” he stops his motions just to give you that look. “I love you, too, Daddy. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.”

“Neither would I. We’re having a baby. We’re having a baby! I want to sling you over my shoulder, and run through the house, but there’s precious cargo in the belly. And…we should call Poppy, and your grandparents, and…no we should wait. First doctor’s appointment, and then…”

“Andy, we should wait. First trimester a lot happens, and…Mamaw pretty much knows. Something about the wind, but…we should wait. I can’t deal with…if anything happens I just want us to know because I can’t deal with other people asking about the baby and…”

“Honey, you gotta stop worrying. You can’t do this every chance you get.”

“I-I-I know. But I can’t help it. It’s ingrained me. I’ll be positive, I promise. I just want the first trimester to be for us. Maybe not make anything public until we know for sure that our daughter is in there.”

“You’re not giving that up are you?” Biting your lip, you shake your head no, running your hands up his chest, settling a hand behind his neck. “You’re sure we’re having a daughter?”

“I just feel her. Just like I felt when your tadpole broke into my egg.”

“What if there’s two in there?”

“There’s not. And if there is, my one ovary is working double time or the egg split in two. Must be that super sonic sperm of yours,” Andy throws his head back laughing, and you are so thankful that this man is the one you’re going to do life with. That he was going to be the father of your baby. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For knocking me up.”

“Ugh, I am a baby daddy now, huh?”

“Yeah. You’re my baby daddy. What do you think of going to the courthouse, and getting married? Like as soon as possible. I still want a wedding, but I don’t want to take any rights away from you as a father. And I want to be Mrs. Barber on our ultrasounds.”

“You just don't want to be pregnant for our wedding,” you shake your head no. Having a big pregnant belly in a wedding sounds amazing. But the idea of looking back years later at ultrasound pictures to having your last name on them instead of Barber bothered you for some reason. “Really?”

“We can get married this week, and then later when our little girl decides to show herself we can go back to Georgia for a small ceremony, and party, and let everyone celebrate us, but our baby. I think I’d be cute in a white dress, and a big ole baby belly.”

“You would be the cutest. And while I would love to continue this conversation, you need sleep. You’re growing our baby, and I refuse to call the baby our daughter until we know what the little bean is. Either boy or girl, you know you’ve got me, right? Like this is life for us. Just me and you, and our baby, and if we have more.”

“And a dog?” Andy wouldn’t say no to you, even if he wanted to. You know you had him. You know that he was going to do whatever he could to make you happy.

“When the baby can talk. We’ll get a dog. You miss animals, hmm?” You give him a head nod, feeling the sleep start to take over. Hoping that there isn’t a sickness that pushes itself up in an hour. “I’ll get us a dog, Peach Bottom. When our baby can talk, and name the puppy, I’ll get us whatever you want. But your eyes getting heavy tells me how sleepy you are. Let’s get in the bed, and let me hold you and our baby.”

A giggle rings in Andy’s ears, and he smiles. He had always followed the rules in hopes of having the perfect family. And he was getting it. Getting all that and everything in between with you. What you had been thinking was right. Andy’s hand had drifted to your belly, instead of your butt, because he wanted to hold his baby. It was perfect. He is perfect. Your baby daddy, and almost husband was perfect.

His hand plants on your belly the second he crawls behind you. It drifts all over your belly, tracing over every inch. It was only going to last this size for so long. Andy wasn’t going to waste one second trying to find his baby. There is a shift in him. This determination that you couldn’t explain.

Mamaw told you that you chose a partner well. She said she could feel Andy’s protectiveness sizzle off him. That he would be the type of man that would stand in front of you to keep you away from harm. The type of man that would walk closer to traffic, just to keep you protected. Mamaw was a smart woman with her silly superstitions, but she wasn’t wrong about Andy. He was all those things, and more.

You could feel his fierce protectiveness grow with your pregnancy. He wasn’t just protecting you anymore. He was protecting his family. His family. With you. And his baby.

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joels6string · 1 year

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make me whole again

Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary: After a rough patrol, there's only one thing Joel needs.

Rating: E

Word Count: 945

Content: smut, unprotected p-in-v, fingering, emotional porn without plot

This wasn’t about release for him, not right now, it was about proximity, pressing himself as close to you as he could, allowing you to swaddle him in every conceivable way.

He was all tiptoed steps and cautious movements. The house layout was something he’d memorized after months of late arrivals home in the dark. Patrols kept him out late, and despite the fact he woke you every time with nothing more than the turn of the old knob on the front door, you never gave that away. You pretended to sleep through the rummaging in the fridge for a quick bite to eat, his shower to wash the grime of infected blood away, and the soft closing of his dresser drawers as he pulled out clean clothes to sleep in, your body releasing the tension it held in his absence as soon as his weight slid in behind you on the mattress.

It was always easy to gauge how rough the run had been on him, the harder the day the tighter he pulled himself against your back, his nose burying in the hollow behind your ear as he breathed you in. His skin was still hot and damp when his arm wrapped around your middle and softly tugged you back to close what space remained, you knew this wasn’t a moment where the ruse of sleep was necessary.

As a quivering breath hit the side of your neck, your hand reached back to cradle his head, your fingers threading through his long, wet hair, and the soft whimper at your reciprocated affection settled like a stone of worry in your stomach. Fingertips dug into your middle as if he was searching for something to grip and tether himself to, like the only thing keeping him from falling over the ledge was you. Maybe it was.

Your mouth found his as you turned and he keenly responded to your less-than-timid affections. The tension was melting from his limbs as your tongue slid through the seam of his lips, a groan of appreciation filling your mouth as your tongue met his, two rough calloused fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your panties as you rolled over just enough to spread your legs wide in invitation, his bare chest still pressed firmly against your spine. He breathed in your sigh when he pressed down on your clit, his circles slow but methodical, his other arm snaking beneath your head and bending to tangle his hand in your hair, a slight tug bearing your throat to be ravenously devoured. His control was faltering and you went limp in his hold, giving him the control to find whatever solace in you he needed.

A prickling heat blossomed beneath your skin as gentle kisses became victim to his growing desire, the flush from where his lips connected to your pulse point shooting down to clench around the two digits now buried deep in your cunt and massaging at the rough patch deeply settled against your inner wall. You were soaked, his fingers slipping in and out of your channel with ease, your panties long torn off and discarded, the lack of barrier leaving your inner thighs soaked with your arousal leaking free.

When his hand abandoned you to shove his boxers down, you mewled in protest at the loss of him, his mouth there to swallow it down as he lined up with your pulsing hole, sinking in as he kissed you, his fingers immediately returning to lavish your buzzing bundle of nerves with attention as he bottomed out in one thrust. With every thrust you shifted more onto your back, his kiss following you until you were flat, his cock slipping out as he repositioned himself in the sanctuary between your thighs, your arms wrapping around him as he buried his face in your neck. This wasn’t about release for him, not right now, it was about proximity, pressing himself as close to you as he could, allowing you to swaddle him in every conceivable way.

His hair welcomed your gentle tugs once again, the drag of the thick thatch of curls at the base of his length scraping against your clit enough to have you dizzying as he filled you over and over again, his hands settling on the mattress beneath your shoulders so even there you could be pressed against him still, every inch of you he could find being utilized. You could feel his little whimpers more than you could hear them, hot puffs of air against your throat, your own pleading whines fueling his movements as he grew more and more erratic with every plunge into your wet heat.

As he came undone, he kissed you again, foreheads pressed as you rode through your releases together, your thighs snapping shut around his waist as you did your best to focus on the wants and needs of his lips as they pulled and pressed against your own. Even after he’d filled you, his spendings leaking free onto the sheets, he kissed you as he softened still safely buried, your gentle strokes across his whiskered jaw sending trails of electricity down his spine.

The towel he’d left on the floor after his shower wiped you clean after he finally pulled himself free, your skin still so oversensitized each brush had you jolting, his eyes apologizing as he watched your face attentively.

It ended where it began, his body once again curling behind you as his arm wrapped you up tightly, except this time the rigidity was absent, his grip loose and relaxed as his thumb stroked softly over the exposed stretch of your stomach. You waited until he was asleep, his slow, deep breaths the rhythmic lullaby you were accustomed to, your fingers threading through his in hopes you could keep his nightmares away for another night.

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thecitysgraveyard · 10 months

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blood sucker

vampire!eddie munson x reader

warnings - blood sucking, kisses, eddie is a bit mean, reader is a bit innocent in a way.

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"hello" he says as he slides off the stool and comes to greet you or more likely to inspect you, as the full moon grows closer, you notice a little bit of his vampirish tendencies coming out

you greet him back and say hello, eddie is mostly in control but seem more animalistic than usual, something about peaks his curiosity

you ask him how is he while smiling, he smiles back as he starts to sniff the air, he inhales deeply and asks "whatcha ya doin" he growls a bit in between words.

you tell him nothing really and looks at you, as he leans closer you start to feel his hunger

he pulls you close and holds your face, making you look up at him as he says "eyes up here pretty girl" he growls softly and suddenly bites into the side of your neck, his hunger couldn't wait any longer.

he just had to drink your blood

you gasp softly at the suddenness, you weren't expecting this but it oddly felt good, it felt pleasurably weirdly enough

he digs his teeth deeper, his eyes glowing red as he bites down harder, your sweet blood filling up his senses

you moan softly, but loud enough for him to hear

the feeling of your blood flowing into his body was like fire, his thirst for your blood growing with every swallow. "Delicious," he muttered, his voice a deep and animalistic growl.

he pulls away from your neck and kisses you

he licks around the wound he created on your neck

he stares at you, his eyes a dark and animalistic shade of brown. "You're so sweet and innocent, my sweet little innocent." he purred, his voice filled with dangerous animalism as he stares at you. "I want to consume more of your sweet innocent blood." he purred again, his tone filled with coldness and hunger.

your face had a visible blush at this point

he kisses you again, his kisses become more demanding and aggressive as my hunger for her blood grows with each kiss. he pulls you closer and holds you tighter to him as he continues to drink in more of your sweet and delicious blood

he pulls away again, grinning as he says “such a good girl,” he whispered, placing his hand below your chin and tilting your head back, exposing her neck further. “It feels so good when you submit to me, my love,” his voice sweet and seductive.

as you keep on blushing and look at him

he took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling quickly with my rapid heartbeat and labored breathing, the blood pumping through his veins was like liquid fire coursing through his veins, the powerful and addictive feeling of fresh blood running through his system. The animalistic side of him was beginning to take over and his desires, along with his needs, were driving me to do things that he's never imagined doing before today, his eyes were a deep and sinister shade of brown

"You're so innocent," he muttered, his breathing ragged as he took in the sweet aroma of your fresh blood. he was no longer in control of himself and the animalistic side of him grew with need. "You taste so good," he breathed against your lips, his voice animalistic and monstrous.

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Scumtober- Day 4 (Distractions)

Reader x Polar Patroller

You let out a sigh as you went through your inventory, rearranging your things over and over for no real reason. You felt a bit nauseous at the thought of being so high up, even if you were far away from the windows. Your squadmate was posted at the window, peering through his DMR's scope.

You hated heights, and you knew he knew that. Which is why you suspected Polar intentionally dragged you along to the tallest skyscraper at Tilted Towers. And the top floor, no less. "Vantage point" he called it.

Asshole.

With nothing better to do, you watch as Polar scans for any other duos. He has such a serious and determined look on his face as he holds the grip tightly. You decide to pay him back for bringing you here. You stand up and walk over to him before kneeling beside him. Without hesitating, you lazily hug him from behind.

At first, he's startled by your unexpected move, but Polar quickly relaxes into the embrace. His heart rate slows down as he leans back against you, enjoying the contact despite wanting to stay focused.

"What's gotten into you?" he mutters under his breath. "Trying to distract me from our mission?"

Despite his playful grumble, there's a hint of fondness in his voice.

"Just stay on the lookout, big guy" You mutter back in a mischievous tone that doesn't go unnoticed by him. Your hands begin to wander south. You smile when you hear his breath hitch in his throat as the grip on his gun becomes even tighter.

"Hey!" Polar patroller exclaims in surprise as your hands wander towards his crotch. Despite being caught off guard, he doesn't push you away immediately. Instead, he lets out a low growl deep within his chest.

"Focus," he warns sternly. "Or I swear I'll make you regret it later."

"You always say that," You say as you chuckle softly.

There's a long, comfortable silence as you rub his thighs soothingly from behind as he continues scoping the streets. After a few minutes pass you decide to up the ante. Your hand goes for his zipper and you pull it down. You feel Polar stiffen as you play with his bulge.

"You see anything," You whisper in an almost innocent way as you feel him start to shake a bit.

"Don't... don't do that," he manages to whisper hoarsely. "Not now..."

His words are shaky with desire, betraying how much he's enjoying the touch. As his erection grows harder, he struggles to concentrate on the surroundings through his scope. You shift a bit as you move to lie down in front of him as he tries to keep focused.

A sudden surge of heat fills Polar Patroller's body as you scoot closer to his groin, positioning yourself perfectly in front of his throbbing erection.

Without further ado, you take his cock into your mouth. Polar groans as he realizes he's wasting his breath asking you to stay focused on winning. Polar decides to let things play out and he takes your advice to multitask.

As your lips encircle his thick shaft, Polar Patroller grits his teeth, trying to suppress any loud sounds that may attract unwanted attention from other players. Despite his best efforts, moans escape his throat involuntarily.

"Fuck!" he curses under his breath, fighting the urge to buck his hips against your eager mouth.

Through it all, he continues to survey their surroundings, his gaze never wavering from the scope.

A low growl rumbles in Polar Patroller's chest as you deepen the blowjob, taking him as far down your throat as possible. His fingers clench tighter around the DMR, knuckles turning white from the force. Though he tries desperately to ignore the pleasure as he scans the streets below, the effort begins to show in his strained features.

Before he could say anything, Polar finally spots a player running through the streets. It looks like they don't have their squadmate. Polar makes a grunt and tries to push you gently off of him. But you don't care right now. You're busy with bear dick.

Without breaking the rhythm of your blowjob, Polar Patroller slowly follows the lone player with his aim. His other hand remains firmly planted on the windowsill for support as he lines up the shot. With a steady aim, he takes careful aim at the distant figure below and fires.

The sound of the gunshot echoes through the air, drawing instant attention from both parties involved. Through the scope, Polar watches as the bullet hits its target squarely in the head, causing their items to "explode" out of them as they become light and data.

As the aftermath fades away, he feels your sucking intensify once more, drawing another groan from his throat. Reluctantly, he removes his hand from the trigger and returns it to steady himself against your head movements.

As he watches you work his cock out like a champ, he begins to think. Maybe if he cums you'll take the game seriously again? He really wants the dub.

He puts his DMR down to the floor as he gently holds your head. You make a confused sound but before you can get off his dick to speak, Polar begins to fuck your face.

Your eyes roll back in your head as Polar Patroller loses control, thrusting deeper into your willing mouth with each passing second. The musky scent of sex fills the small space between you two.

Polar's mind goes blank; all he can think about is getting off and forgetting everything else around him.

"That's it…" he whispers gravelly, grasping at your hair for purchase. "Just take it all…"

After several minutes of nonstop thrusting, Polar finally reaches his climax. With a long groan, he erupts inside your mouth, filling it with hot cum. Shaking violently, he forces himself to withdraw from your throat and collapses onto the ground beside you. You swallow his cum nonchalantly as you scoot closer and lay your head on his shoulder. You watch as he stuffs his dick back inside his zipper. He turns his head to look at you

Feeling guilty for being a bit rough with you, Polar Patroller hesitates before pulling you into a gentle embrace. He buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply as if to calm down.

"I'm sorry..." he murmurs softly against your skin.

"It's fine," You say softly as you stand up. Your GPS makes a ding sound, notifying you the storm is approaching. "we should head out, big guy".

Nodding slowly, Polar Patroller stands up, grabbing his DMR and holstering it across his body. He gives you a sheepish smile as he brushes past you towards the exit. "Let's hope our little detour doesn't draw unnecessary attention," he mutters under his breath, glancing nervously outside. You laugh as you follow him

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