#and his butt and legs are nice and warm hehe

[downforthegas]

Do you think w//ally's baggy rainbow jeans billow every time he farts a LOT

And maybe you can see the colorful gas clouds leaking out from the leg holes >:⁠-3C

Yesssssss definitely! I like to think they ripple at the seam when he rips a particularly bassy one. Also gas leaking out of pant legs is an underrated concept in eprocto. Ooh, little rainbow clouds billow out from his rainbow pants. Maybe it's a cold day in Ho//me and the gas leaks out his pant legs and billows out, warming him up🥴🥴🥴

[causewayguy]

Kate - Part 2

‘Bi!!!!’

Jon felt embarrassed as the petite cutie sprang into his arms. Kate was just exiting a room with a customer when she saw Jon and immediately jumped him. Seeing his ‘masseuse’ jumping into another man’s arm, the guy quickly threw Jon a cold look and exited the shop. Not wanting to be in public too long, Jon registered and Kate led them into a room.

‘Hmmmmm you smell so good…’ Jon cheered inside his head, lucky he sprayed some perfume before coming over. He could feel Kate swooning all over his neck as she was hugging him, her lips and nose rubbing at the sensitive spots. Kate was in a little short black dress with her full back and sides all exposed. Jon’s hand was all over her exposed back, sliding down and grabbed her ass. Fuck, no panties.

‘Hehe…why so naughty you bi. So you come find me for massage…or something else ah?’ Kate slowly lowered her hands to fondle the front of Jon’s pants, which is already sporting a huge tent. Kate grinned hearing Jon’s groan as she was sensually stroking his hardened tool through his shorts. ‘Waaa, why so big already, make me horny also…’ Kate started rubbing her pussy on Jon’s leg for her pleasure.

‘Uhhh baby I cannot already!’ With his hands on her butt, Jon lifted the petite Kate up. Kate gave a shriek, crossing her arms and legs around Jon for support. They kissed like lovers, with their tongues in each other’s mouth. ‘Hm…Um….hm…’ Kate was dry humping Jon, his hard cock rubbing against her pussy. Jon purposely lifted her up and down, feeling Kate getting wet and staining his shorts.

Taking few steps, Jon brought them down to the massage bed. Without missing a step, Jon slipped out of his shorts while Kate pulled off his shirt. Kate quickly teased his left nipples, knowing it is one of Jon’s erogenous spot, and stroked his cock to maximum hardness. ‘Bi, I miss your cock so much, I need you now…’ No second invitation needed. Jon pushed her down on the bed and shoved his cock easily into Kate’s wet pussy.

‘Aaaahh-mmmmmmm!’ Kate begun to scream but quickly covered her mouth. Sex was not allowed here, on paper. So she tried to be quiet as Jon was slamming into her. Seeing Kate’s struggle, in her little black dress, Jon felt lion roaring in his heart and continue to plow into Kate without mercy. It was such a turn-on for him, where he was buck naked fucking a scantily dressed babe. ‘M…Mm…Ummm..Ahhh!’ The harder they fuck, the louder Kate get, before finally, Kate cummed.

Jon stopped and just enjoyed the wet squeezing sensation of Kate’s pussy. Kate gave him a deep French kiss as thanks. Soon, they changed position and Jon laying down while Kate positioned herself on top of him, her dress covering Jon’s lower body. ‘Don’t let you see…’ teased Kate and she slowly lowered herself onto Jon’s hard cock. Her pussy is amazing as usual, Jon felt the warm, moist linings of Kate’s pussy slowly squeezing him.

‘Uh…baby so tight…’ Kate was moaning again as she rode Jon on a slow, sensual pace. ‘Shuang mah bi… (Nice or not) feel so big so nice…’ Kate untied the knot around her neck and slowly lifted her dress off, showing off her boobs and erect nipples. She leaned forward and Jon naturally kissed and teased Kate’s boobies. Feeling more aroused, Kate gradually increased the pace of her riding and meeting Jon’s own upwards thrusting.

‘Bi..bi..cum with me biiii’ Kate couldn’t stand it and went full power on Jon. Jon groaned as he felt Kate’s her puffy pussy lips squeezing him tighter. He looked down and saw Kate’s body rhythmically swallowing his cock, from tip to base each time. Feeling the urge rising, Jon quickly held on Kate’s love handles and thrusted wildly into her, and finally unloaded a huge load deep inside Kate. They both groaned in pleasure, feeling the spurts of cum flowing deep into Kate.

‘So good…so strong my bi…’ Kate kissed Jon while laying down beside on him, allowing Jon's cum to leaked out of her well fucked pussy.

[babyjakes]

dreamy undoing.

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event | april '23 ddlg-themed blurb night

summary | when you need it most, ransom knows exactly how to clear out your pretty little head.

pairing | daddy!ransom drysdale x little!reader

warnings | ddlg. soft sweet doting daddy!ransom. toys: warming cream, clit pump, vibe, butt plug. fingering. soo much praise, a little dumbification, lots of "shhhhh"s which are my favorite hehe <3. reader cries a little but only due to pleasure. reader is tied up. multiple orgasms, squirting.

word count | 1,517

requested by 🫧 anon | Life has been so stressy lately and I just know that Daddy Ari or Daddy Andy (or any Daddy you feel like writing!) would put together the perfect plan to wipe all the stressy thoughts from their little one’s brain. Daddy would make sure she feels all safe and little first, and then maybe tie her up to show her some new toys he got for her as he tells her that he’s going to use them to make all her stress go away. By the end, all she can do is come and squirt over and over and over again as daddy makes her make a big big mess.

an | ohh bestie i'm so glad you sent in a toy request, i have been craving a good toy fic and this was perfectly timed for blurb night!! hope it's alright with you that i chose ransom, i just love him and miss him and always think of him first when it comes to toys hehe <3 also?? this was supposed to be just a quick lil blurb but the adhd medication got me completely carried away..... hope you enjoy >:-)

"There you go baby— shhh," Ransom's voice is the softest, sweetest thing you've ever heard as his gentle fingers spread the yummy-scented cream all over your poor little button. Your legs twitch against the ropes holding you open and spread wide for your daddy. Though you're all tied up in quite a punishing position, this is not a disciplinary session. Instead, the restraints are simply there for your safety, for your comfort. Ransom knows this is exactly what you need after such a grueling week of school and work; all he wants to do is let his pretty baby's mind melt away to nothing as he rewards her endlessly for all the hard work she's been doing.

"Mmm... Daddy," you mumble. Ransom hums along with you as he rolls your tiny knot of nerves between his fingers, the effects of the special cream not taking long at all to be felt. "Th-thank you Daddy, feels so nice, feels—"

"Shhh— you're welcome, baby," the dark-haired man leans his head in to press a kiss against your forehead as he works your sensitive clit with his fingers. "You just let Daddy take care of you, hmm? Don't have to worry about a single thing, sunshine. Need to empty out that pretty little head of yours, s'not good for a tiny baby like you to be doin' so much thinkin'."

From the little pile of toys he has sitting next to you on the bed, he grabs your favorite pump next. It's a simple device with a round plastic cup for your clit, connected to a small bulb that allows your daddy to work the suction manually. As Ransom uses his fingers to spread you out gently, fitting the toy into its place, your toes curl in excitement. "Need to get your sweet little button all puffy and ready for Daddy to play with, right baby?" he smiles as he sucks your poor clit up with a squeeze, earning an eager nod from you as he wiggles the pump carefully, making sure the seal is air-tight.

"Bet that feels nice— huh, princess?" he croons knowingly as he grabs the next toy: your pretty pink plug, custom-made with genuine Swarovski crystals embedded in the base. "Don't worry, angel. Gonna get it nice and slick for you, make sure nothing hurts for my pretty little girl." Eyeing your dripping folds, he hums in approval. "Such a good girl, getting so messy for me already."

Your mind floats safely through your tiny headspace as Ransom preps the plug with plenty of lubricant, earning a quiet whimper from you as he begins rubbing the blunted tip up against your puckered hole. "Easy baby, shhh," he soothes you once more, bringing one hand up to tap against the hard plastic encasing your clit as the other begins working the plug into you. He releases the pump before squeezing it again and again at a quick, teasing pace, your poor puffy button getting sucked up over and over by the tool.

Your breaths deepen, heart thumping faster and faster as your clit pulsates in pleasure, the sensation of the plug stretching you out in your most sensitive of places bringing you closer and closer to the edge in little time at all. Attentive as always, Ransom senses your growing arousal with ease. "Good girl, that's my sweet little y/n. That feel nice, baby? You like it when Daddy plays with your clit and plugs up your pretty little bottom? Poor little girl— so tight, aren't you?" he mocks pity, the heat in your tummy growing as he slides the plug in and out of your burning hole, letting it stretch you out as far as it can without quite giving you the satisfaction of inserting it fully to sit nicely in its intended place.

"P-please Daddy," you pout, bottom lip trembling as he toys with your ass, letting out a gasp as he sucks your needy button up fully again before plunging two thick fingers into your neglected cunt. "O-oh Daddy... thank you Daddy, I— please, please Daddy..." Ransom grins at the sound of your increasing desperation. The first orgasm is always his favorite; he loves dragging it out, watching as it creeps up slowly, then before either of you know it, all at once.

"There you go, babygirl. Just needed this pretty little pussy filled up, huh?" he sings, the pads of his fingers curling up against your tender ceiling as you grit your teeth, tears building in your eyes as you pass the point of no return.

"Please Daddy, I-I'm gonna— please," you heave.

"Go ahead, baby," Ransom murmurs, giving you a knowing nod as he works his hands faster, bringing you right to orgasm at his simple command, "cum for me. Theere," he hums, a satisfied look washing over his face as he witnesses you coming completely undone before him.

Clenching down against the plug and your daddy's fingers, you completely let go, gushing steadily against his ministrations. Your climax is long, steady, and intense, pathetic whimpers sputtering out of you once you finally begin to drift back down to earth. Ransom carries you through it with care, working your most sensitive places as long as he can to give you as pleasurable of an orgasm as possible. Only when you're finally winding down does he slow, bringing his drenched fingers up to his lips to taste your sweet juices.

"So good for me, angel," his voice is low, tender as he finally pushes the plug in fully, watching as it nestles itself perfectly into place against your trembling rosebud. Free hand coming up to rub your tummy gently, he coos as it still spasms lightly from your euphoric high. "So proud of you, sweetheart. Did so well for Daddy, that feel good?"

"Mhmm," you hum, gazing at him through half-closed lids as you soak in the dreamy waves of pleasure still coursing through your veins. "So good, thank you Daddy," you mewl sweetly.

"You're so welcome, little one. Now let's see here," he muses, bringing his attention back up to your clit as it sits swollen in its clear cage. "Oh my," he breathes as he lets it out of the pump with a pop, the magic workings of the device and the cream visible as the little bundle of nerves now sits completely exposed and hardened, just begging to be loved on. "So puffy, baby. Look at you," he enthuses, placing a hand behind your head to bring it forward, forcing you to look at your poor, abused sex.

"S-so puffy," you agree, eyes widening as he reaches for the bottle of lube, gently dripping some down against the knot of flesh. The sensation of the cool liquid hitting your most sensitive spot brings tears to your eyes once more.

"Think I've bullied your poor little button enough, huh?" he frowns as he grabs a small, cordless wand from beside you— another favorite. "Think it deserves some relief. What do you say, princess?"

"Y-yes Daddy, please Daddy," you drool as you rest your head back against the pillows once more, the sound of the wand switching on already overwhelming you with anticipation.

Pressing three fingers into your messy heat this time, Ransom gives no warning before bringing the head of the wand down to begin working over your clit. You jolt at the intensity, earning a light chuckle from the dark-haired man as he begins pumping his digits in and out of you once more, singing, "There, that's what you needed, isn't it? Just needed Daddy to tie you down and let you cum? How long d'you think you'll last this time, sweetheart?" he wonders aloud.

But you're already teetering towards the edge again, the wand being swirled over your throbbing clit in slick, steady circles enough to make your mind go completely numb. And that's all Ransom wants; that's all he's wanted from the beginning: to reduce you down to nothing but whimpers and moans, a drippy, darling mess at the mercy of his skilled hands. "Please... please..." Your vocabulary is shrinking by the second as his fingers speed up against your burning walls.

"You don't have to beg, baby. You can cum, can cum as many times as you need. Daddy's gonna take care of you, sunshine," he promises as you reach your second high, tears and spit dribbling down your chin as you squirt out against your daddy's hands once more. He praises you softly and sweetly, letting you ride out your orgasm for as long as you can. Your juices crackle against the hum of the vibrator as you squeeze your eyes shut, heart pounding in your throat as you wait seconds, minutes, what feels like forever for the ripples of pleasure to finally subside.

"Hmmph... Daddy..." your own voice sounds miles away from you as you stay in your daze, head entirely somewhere else as you feel the wand being run up and down your soaked slit.

"Daddy's here, angel. Doin' so good for me— let's see if you can give me another one, hm?"

quietly tagging @onsunnyside in dis bc. dis is puff puff behavior fr.

[watchmegetobsessed]

SUNKISSED

A/N: those promo pics are just perfect and also this is for @stylesmygucci for the tags on that pic, bc i agreed, his neck needs more attention hehe

SUMMARY: The warm spring weather brings out your obsession with Harry's neck and shoulders.

PAIRING: bf!Harry X Reader

WORD COUNT: 808

MASTERLIST |SUPPORT ME!

It’s an oddly warm day in London, but no one is complaining. The sun is heating up every living creature, coats have been dismissed hours ago, most people are wearing only a shirt and maybe a light sweater. Eyes are covered with sunnies and the birds are singing about the arrival of the nice weather.

You’re only working a half day in home office, by eleven o’clock you’re done with mostly everything you assigned for the day. You haven’t seen Harry in a while, last time you ran into him he handed you a cup of freshly brewed coffee, kissed your cheek and headed to his home studio. But when you stand from your desk and look for him in that direction, you find the room empty, his little black notebook abandoned on the desk with one of the pages full of his scribbles about a new song.

Wandering into the kitchen you grab a pack of gummy bears, craving the sweet taste in your mouth and as you open the package you head out to the back terrace, something telling you that’s where you’ll find your boyfriend.

Your instincts were right, you spot his tall figure lying on one of the sunbeds, he is on his stomach, a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes but you have a feeling that they are closed. But the best thing about his current state is that he only has a tanktop on, the gray sweatpants hugging nicely the curve of his ass that’s practically asking you to grab it. However what catches your attention the most is the line of his shoulders and neck. He has his arms tucked under his chin, the muscles on his arms and shoulders showing perfectly and his necklace is hugging the curve of his neck softly.

Smiling to yourself you get closer and swing a leg over him, making yourself comfortable on his delicious butt. He hums lowly, if he was asleep before now he is definitely up, because you feel him flex his ass underneath you. Giggling you grab a handful of the gummy bears and start lining them up over his shoulders and neck, leaving a trail for you. When you’re done, you put the package aside and leaning forward you start eating the treats off of his warm skin one by one.

“Mm, am I your snack today?” he chuckles, when you take the third gummy bear off of him, making sure to leave a sloppy kiss in its place.

“Not just today, always,” you smirk and grabbing the next sweet, you offer it for him. He takes it gladly, kissing the pad of your fingers in return. “You’re not just sunkissed now but kissed by me too.”

“I like that combination,” he chuckles, his body resonating underneath you.

When the last gummy bear is gone from his body, you lie down on top of him, covering him from the sun, but he is not complaining, you’re keeping him warm just enough.

“Done with work?” he asks, one hand reaching up by his side, giving your hip a gentle squeeze.

“Yeah. Want to do something?”

“Let’s just take a walk. It’s so fucking nice out here,” he releases a pleased sigh.

“Sounds great.”

Not even an hour later the two of you are wandering around the nearby park, eating icecream and listening to the happy screams of children playing around the grass. A playful dog runs up to Harry as if they have known each other since forever and he even shares his icecream with it, the owner apologizing wildly when she sees her pet pushing her nose into the cold treat.

“It’s alright. Went to the best place,” Harry chuckles before the two of you move on.

The walk turns into an early dinner at a random restaurant you found and when you get back home you want nothing than to just snuggle in bed to end this perfectly peaceful day. After your shower you find him lying in bed on his stomach, the line of his shoulders and neck catching your attention again, this time he isn’t wearing any tops or shirts, so when you join him on the mattress you sit on his bum again and start kissing his soft skin anywhere you reach.

“Snacking before bedtime?” he teases, chuckling into the pillow, but you know he loves the attention and love you’re showering him with.

“Can’t help it, you look so deliciously sunkissed,” you giggle against his skin before falling next to him, your lips finally finding his in a soft, slow kiss.

“I’ll lie outside every day if this is the result,” he chuckles, pulling you to his side as you both make yourself comfortable under the sheets.

“Fine by me,” you grin, stealing one last good night kiss before laying your head to his chest.

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed and buy me a coffee if you want to support me!

[arc-misadventures]

NNN with Glynda?

NNN : G

Glynda: Jaune, tomorrow is Nov. 1, no?

Jaune: Yeah, that’s what usually happens after Oct. 31.

Glynda: Are you planning on participating in NNN?

Jaune: What, no! Only hormonal high schoolers do that!

Glynda: Jaune, you are a hormonal teenager.

Jaune: I’m not that bad!

Glynda: …?

Jaune: I’m not that bad…?

Glynda: I think you should do it.

Jaune: Beg pardon?

Glynda: I think you should participate in it.

Jaune: Why…?

Glynda: See it as a means to work on your concentration, and your will power to resist.

Jaune: Power to resist? You’re gonna try and seduce me if I was doing this…

Glynda: You need to resist temptation after all.

Jaune: And you’re the temptation…?

Glynda: Indeed. However, I do have a plan to incentivize you into completing this challenge.

Jaune: Oh…?

Glynda: If you managed to complete, NNN, I will let you do anything you want, with me.

Jaune: Anything…?

Glynda: Anything~!

Jaune: W-When do I begin…?

Glynda: Immediately.

~~~

Day 1

Jaune: So… You’re not gonna do anything?

Glynda: Its the first day, Jaune. Wait at least a week, then I’ll do something~!

Jaune: Well… That’s unnerving…

~~~

Day 8

Jaune was walking down the hallway, when an invisible, yet all too familiar force pull him off the ground. Jaune’s body was suddenly pulled at a high speed, Jaune thought he was pulled into something soft, very soft and warm.

Glynda: Ara-Ara~! Hello, Jaune~!

Jaune: Hi, Glynda… Did you use your semblance to send me into your chest?

Glynda: But, don’t you like it my big milkers wrapped around your head~?

Jaune: You fiend…

Glynda: Come on~! Imagine all the things you can do with these~! All you have to do is reach out and… Ow?!

Jaune: You’ll never take me alive!

Glynda: Could have pinch it a little softer…

~~~

Day 10

~~~

Glynda: Whoops, I dropped my pen~!

Glynda bent down to pick up her pen, bending over and showing off her tight, pencil skirt butt at, Jaune. While Jaune did admire his girlfriend’s shapely rear, he was more focused on glaring daggers at everyone who was staring at her. Something, Glynda admittedly enjoyed more than the prospect of breaking him.

~~~

Day 12

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Glynda: Jaune.

Jaune: Yes?

Glynda: Tight school girl uniform, or Sexy maid…

Jaune: Demon seductress…

~~~

Day 15

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Glynda: Jaune~?

Jaune: Yeah?

Glynda: UwU~!

Jaune: …

Glynda: I immediately regret my decision.

Jaune: That should give me at least a week…

Glynda: Shit…

~~~

Day 22

~~~

Jaune: What’s with the bat wings and the horns…? Wait, is that a tail?

Glynda: Its for my outfit.

Jaune: What outfit?

Glynda: Demon Seductress, just like you asked~!

Jaune: That’s not what I meant you vile villain?!

~~~

Day 23

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Glynda: Do you want to help me shop for bikinis?

Jaune: Must resist the temptation!

~~~

Day 24

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Jaune: Resist and bite, resist and bite, resist and bite…?!

Glynda: Remember, not on the neck~!

Jaune: Ahh!?!

~~~

Day 26

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Jaune: Why is it so hot today?

Glynda: Oh, Jaune, you feeling too hot, how about a nice long popsicle to cool you off with.

Jaune: No! I’m leaving! I know what your doing and I ain’t gonna look!

Glynda: I was just going to offer him a popsicle…

~~~

Day 29

~~~

Jaune: Okay, Glynda do your worst!

Glynda reveals herself wearing a tight purple bunny suit, with black stockings and high heels and golden bunny ears on top.

Glynda: Seduction aside, I look damn good~! I mean, these tights really show of my legs and thighs. Not to mention this corset really shows off my curves! And is really supportive of my sizeable chest! What do you think, Jaune?!

Jaune: …

Glynda: Jaune…?

Jaune: AAAAHHH!

“Crash!”

Glynda: Jaune?! Jaune! No don’t…! Oh…? Nice landing strategy…

~~~

Day 30, The Night of Last Day.

~~~

Jaune: S-S-So… W-What’s the plan?! A last ditch, Hail Mary for today?! The last day?!

Glynda: Nothing. After yesterday, I admit my defeat. I mean… you literally jumped out of a fourth story window to get away from me…

Jaune: Hehe… haha…?!

Glynda: Besides, in… 3… 2… 1… Congrats, Jaune! You won! You beat No Nut November!

Jaune: Wait, seriously?!

Glynda: Yes you did, Jaune. How does it feel done?

Jaune: Horrible. Never again…

Glynda: Never again, I promise.

Jaune: Arc’s promise?

Glynda: I’m not an, Arc though?

Jaune: Would you like to become one?

Glynda: Jaune?! I oh…

Jaune: I graduate in a few months, so we don’t have to get married till then, but at the very least, I want to be with you forever. So, Glynda Angelica Goodwitch, will you marry me?

Glynda: What took you so long~?

Jaune: I love you, Glynda~!

Glynda: I love you too, Jaune~!

Jaune: Now then, it’s time for my reward~!

Glynda: Indeed it is! So, what will it be then?

Jaune: First off, put on the bunny suit.

Glynda: First off? What else are you planning on doing, Jaune?

Jaune: Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility.

Glynda: Responsa…?! Oh… Oh~! No wonder you asked me to marry you first~!

Jaune: I’m a responsible adult. Besides after what you put me through, did you expect it to end any other way?

Glynda: Not at all. Come on, Jaune, make me a mommy~!

Jaune: With pleasure~!

[problematicfavesareproblematic]

NSFW with Chuck Grant

~ ~ ~

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

 Charles Grant is a walking example of “acts like a badass, is actually a softie” bc BOY, IS HE HARD (lol) TO GET A READ ON. 

When you first start fucking, he doesn’t really have the instinct to stick around after and soak up the afterglow- mostly bc that’s not the dynamic that any of his previous relationships operated under, but also bc he’s like Lieb and doesn’t feel comfortable being vulnerable and potentially having you reject him. He only confidently leaves the first time, and then he judges whether to stay or not on how you look at him as he makes to get dressed after the second time you boink. If you want your space, he’ll go and be back the next day as long as you let him, but if you look even a little bit offended or hurt, he’s getting his ass back in that bed and doing whatever he can to get that sad look out of your eyes.

When he does stay, he’s down to give you whatever he can manage. 

He’s all for slowly kissing you while trailing his fingertips up and down your side, but if you just want to sleep beside him he is more than cool with it (he’ll probably still pet you a lil bit after you fall asleep bc he’s soft for you but shh shh shh don’t tell anyone). The only thing he isn’t very good at doing is pillow talk, especially right after sex. He’s too worried about saying the wrong thing and fucking up what he’s managed to establish with you. 

It isn’t until after he’s shot that he realizes how nice it feels to have someone else take care of him, and when you do so after sex it solidifies the fact that you don’t see him as a burden- you want him and you want to stay. Thank god, too. He doesn’t think he could recover without you (again, not that he’d ever tell you that)

 B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

 Your AhhhhhhHSSSSssssSSSSSs!!!!!!

Oh wow, look at you- owner of the cutest butt he’s ever seen. Can he put his hands on it? Can he squeeze it? Please please puh-lease can you let him watch it jiggle as he fucks you? If you’ve answered yes to any of these questions, then you’ve made each and every single one of his dreams come true. 

He doesn’t discriminate in his love for butts- he’s an equal-opportunity appreciator of the Majesty of the Female Ass™. If it changes size throughout your relationship, he’ll love it even more. Absolutely shameless.

On himself? He likes his legs- especially his thighs. 

He likes how strong they are, despite how much he hates Sobel for getting them to their current strength re: Currahee. But he gets over it quickly bc oh wow is he happy with their endurance while trying to keep up with you, both sexually and otherwise. The day he realized you could ride yourself to orgasm on them was the day he died and went to heaven and was sent back to sin again.

 C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

 He likes cumming on your pubic mound and then watching it slide down your pussy, thank you very much. If you guys are trying for kids or in a position where you don’t have to worry about not having kids, he’ll cum inside of you happily but oh wow he likes watching it slide down your lower lips. BONUS POINTS if he gets to catch it on his thumb and either stick it in your mouth OR circle your clit with it in order to get you off one more time.

Also, you asking him where he wants to cum on you gets him hot under the proverbial collar. 

 D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

 He’d do literally anything for you if you’d let him put his finger in your ass. He will genuinely kill an individual of your choice if you let him put his cock there instead. What a perv (jk it takes a lot of vulnerability for some people to convey their wants and desires to their partners plz remember that this has been a PSA).

The one thing he’ll never actually tell you about... EVER is that for a little while after meeting you for the first time in Georgia, he started hooking up with a girl who he didn’t realize (until much later) bore a striking resemblance to you. He’d had to end the relationship when he straight-up called out your name when he came (he was a lil drunk, just tipsy enough to slip up) and full-on booked it out of there bc not only had he pissed the girl off, but his shout had woken up her family- namely her very angry father- and barely escaped with his life.

 E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

 He’s had two lovers before you, but one of them was really experienced and patient and bless that woman. All he really has to do is learn what you like and he’ll commit it to memory. 

And you better be damn sure that he’ll use that knowledge against you/for his benefit. 

 F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

 Doggy style for all the reasons mentioned before. Or reverse cowgirl. Or normal cowgirl. His hands + your butt= dream combo.

 G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

 He can be goofy, but more than anything else he likes it when you’re goofy. Chuck can get a little too in his own head at times, which can lead to frustration/self-doubt- ESPECIALLY while recovering from his brain injury. You reminding him that sex is meant to be fun does him a huge favor, bc poor lamb will forget that every so often.

So please, nibble at his earlobe in that way that tickles him. Make a quip at the expense of one of your friends. Mock the silly sound of the moan you just let slip out.

 H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

 He’s not going to groom unless you tell him to, but he also doesn’t feel like you need to groom for him, either. Chuck’s not afraid to admit how much his personal hygiene has improved since meeting you. 

I can promise you that if you’re heavily invested in skin/hair care, he’ll probably be just as into building his own routine. 

 I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

 You always have Chuck’s full and undivided attention during sex, but he won’t necessarily show it unless he gets the guy feeling/you tell him that you want him to be. He’s going to whisper sexy things into your ear, call you a good girl (if not his good girl), and do everything in his power (at the time, at least (he can get a little distracted if you’re doing something particularly sexy)) to make sure you feel just how appreciated you are. He gets more and more confident in his PDA as your relationship progresses, but when it’s just you two? You’ll never meet a bigger sweetheart.

 J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

 Ok, so I’m deciding for you that mutual masturbation is a thing that you’re both into, m’kay? 

I'm also making the executive decision that you really enjoy watching him get himself off. You walked in on him one time, before you’d had sex, and were so stunned that you just watched in rapt attention until awkwardly backing out of the room and slamming the door shut. He’d nearly cum right then and there, and it got you extremely aroused. 

The next time you see each other, at some Georgia bar while on a pass, you offhandedly mention that you wish you hadn’t left and FROM THAT DAY ON he always lets you know when he’s feeling the urge and how you’re more than welcome to watch.

And when you do? It’s always a much shorter experience than he intends bc wow how hot are you?

 K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

 Frottage! Dry Humping! Grinding!

Allow me to explain:

In the months following D-Day, it was quickly understood that being on the frontlines meant having traditional forms of sex were no longer on the table (hehe) for you two. You’d experimented with rucking your trousers down your thighs, his thighs, both of your thighs, and each time it was a disaster (with one of the worst times ending up falling onto Tab after he’d inadvertently opened a door that Chuck had been fucking you against. Chuck had nearly thrown fists when Tab refused to look aware from your bare ass.)

So yall started grinding- quickly finding out that the bunches of fabric separating your bodies not only led to new forms of stimulation, but it also meant that you both started to utilize dirty talk. There’s something about your trembling lips at his ear, your warm whispers of ‘so good’ and ‘is this really all you need, Chuck? Me, writhing on you like this? What does that say about you, you desperate boy??’

Boy’s bought a one-way ticket to Boner City, USA.

PLUS! What a way to keep warm during Bastogne? Everyone is so jealous that they don’t have a super foxy megahot babe like you to grind upon.

 L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

 Hmm…..is saying anywhere a cop-out? Because he’s down for anywhere, he’ll follow your lead and rise to the occasion. Such a perv i s2g.

 M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

 ♫ YOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!! ♫

You have this one eyebrow quirk you do when you’re in the mood, and it just so happens to be similar to the brow raise you give someone trying to outsmart you (which is another turn on for him- you putting some overly-confident sonofabitch back in their place after allowing them to mansplain at you for a little bit. First boner he ever got (since meeting you, obviously) came after witnessing you telling Joe Liebgott to stfu in cutting German after he’d made some off-color comment about your ass.) 

So, more often than not, he'll get a little turned on when you argue with people. Maybe even when you argue with him- who knows? not me. (i totally do, and he totally is)

 N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

 Any sort of pain play, on either of you. 

After being in genuine agony for so long while recovering from all of the surgeries, the idea of seeking any more pain out just doesn’t make sense. Chuck also doesn’t want to see you in pain- even if you’re asking him to make you feel it. You’d both suffered through the pain of hunger, frostbite, insect bites, sunburn, and just war in general (all of which had emotionally taken a toll on him bc he felt completely helpless and hated that he couldn’t do anything to take your hurt away). 

Sex and pain just doesn’t go together for him. Sorry not sorry 

 O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

 He loves having you go down on him, adores the way your eyes look up at him as if you’re challenging him to withstand your beautiful ministrations. 

He also is a big fan of going down on you, but PLEASE PLEASE PUH-LEASE ride his face. Good lord. 

He’s a sucker (teehee) for it- something about you using him like it’s all you keep him around for gets him hot. You also get this certain snarl on your lips when you are getting close that makes him lose his goddamn mind bc WOW YOU ARE SO ATTRACTIVE and HOLY SHIT YOU CHOSE HIM OF ALL PEOPLE? WOWOWOW.

 P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

 He’ll follow your lead/body language in terms of pace. Most sex sessions shift between both slow and deep as well as fast and hard anyway, so he is a fan of both. 

 Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

 A necessary evil, as far as Chuck is concerned. He’ll do them, and he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy the spontaneity of them, but he would prefer not to be rushed when he’s with you.

 R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

 He was riskier until that one time Tab caught you guys, after which he chilled out. Which you are thankful for, bc you’ve spoken with Lieb’s wife and BOY have those two gotten into some embarrassing situations bc of how risky that kid is. 

 S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

 The longest he's gone is 4 rounds (it was celebratory sex on VE day, with both of you in the best shape you'd ever been in and too high on relief to listen to your bodies. Ya'll were sore and dehydrated afterward but LORD was it worth it.

 T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

 He’d be very open to the idea of toys! On you, he’s automatically cool with it, but it does take him a little bit to get his head around the idea of using toys himself. Again, 40s/50s= somewhat repressed discussion about deviations from the traditional male sexuality- but Chuck is more willing and ready to challenge the societal norms than most. Very sexy of him.

 U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

 He always intends to tease you, but more often than not he gets so turned on that he can’t follow that intention through. You are aware of this and ABSOLUTELY weaponize this knowledge. Get it, fam. 

During day-to-day conversation, however, you both tease each other constantly. It’s been like that since you’ve met each other- always making innuendos and one-upping the other and for some reason that never even went away.

When Chuck woke up and the doctors brought you in to see him, the first thing he told you was that you looked terrible. When you’d replied with a sniff, a smile and a “guess the doc’s were full of shit when they said there was no change in your vision, huh?”- Chuck had smiled so hard it hurt.

 V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

 He’s a choked moan kind of guy. His face gets all scrunched up and his body shakes and he curses quietly under his breath (it’s vv cute and hot, FYI). he doesn’t even try and be quiet on purpose, he just seems to lose the ability to be vocal, tbh. If he’s drinking or if it’s been a hot minute since yall have gotten to do the do, he’ll probably be a bit louder. Like, maybe one loud cry of your name (see: the letter D)

It doesn’t bother him if you make sounds at all, just so you know. If anything, he likes that he’s a quiet cummer bc then he can hear any and all of your sounds.

 W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

 biting your ass while eating you out from behind is *bang* *bang* *bang* *click* *cash register noise*.

Especially if you squeal and smack at him after he does it.

 X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

 Average in all respects but OH MAN does he know how to work it to his advantage. Get ready for a wild ride, my dude. 

 Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

 Higher post-war, tbh. Chuck had had to be on bed rest for so long that he thought he may never get the chance to have sex again, so he totally makes a point to indulge in you every chance that he can get (but he’s cool if you say no, too).

But, as I mentioned in ‘risk’, he’s not going to be humping your leg in public or anything (ok but imagine if you were a dom to his sub and you made him do that holy fuck)

 Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

 He does not sleep very well, poor bb. He will be asleep but his mind will be working through all kinds of things ranging from PTSD to what shoes he wanted to wear to dinner with your parents that weekend. Good thing there’s a remedy to this ailment- your pussy sex with you!

While he can’t konk out immediately, he is able to relax. He will allow himself to get lost in the rhythm of your breathing, the weight of your hand on his arm or your arm wrapped around his middle. He will sometimes nuzzle into you as you’re drifting off to sleep, and when you press a kiss to his forehead he finally feels safe.

~ ~ ~

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[razorblade180-heated]

Yoimiya and Kazuha fluffy smut to celebrate you gettin her 😏

Festive reunion

[Warning, it’s smut, duh…]

Speechless, it was never a word in Yoimiya’s vocabulary. It also was the last word anyone would use to describe her. On a normal day she was the chatter box of any conversation bringing zest and joy to any topic. However, today was a bit different. The hot blooded extrovert was had prepared herself to meet tons of new people now that she had been summoned to fight alongside Aether and his companions. Yoimiya had failed to realize one of them was Kazuha. It wasn’t like she forgot him. Far from it. There wasn’t a day since his departure that Yoimiya didn’t think about him and his flowery words that contrasted yet complimented her straight forward thinking. Looks like the feelings were mutual, because the wandering samurai was showing a more direct side of himself she’d never seen. With her hand in his, Kazuha led her to his temporary home inside a magical teapot.

Yoimiya couldn’t help but blush. She had only just showed up! Not only that, but he had gotten permission to perform the wishing by himself, creating this alone time. What are the chances the others knew his intentions to begin with? Oh her poor heart couldn’t handle that level of embarrassment!

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“H-Huh? What’s up?”

“Your face, it’s bright red.”

Yeah no kidding! Anyone’s would be in this situation. Being swept into romance moments after showing up somewhere was a lot to process for her.

“I’m fine. Hehe Just a little hot outside and you know…stuff.” She smiled sheepishly, fidgeting a bit.

Kazuha gave his own gentle smile as he blushed lightly. “Guess I’m going a little fast huh? Sorry, we take things slo-”

“No! Uhh I mean…it’s okay, really. Actually I’m extremely flattered. I just never expected this as my welcome present. I was expecting more of a meet and greet.” She giggled, “but…this is nice too. Now I don’t have to wonder if you missed me.”

“Days didn’t feel nearly as bright without you.”

Great. Her face might as be as red as her vision. Her heart fluttered each step they took until they finally walked into the modest home Kazuha made form himself. It was obvious he had found interest in Liyue aesthetic, except a fireplace in the living room that felt slightly out of place, yet cozy nonetheless.

Yoimiya turned around to close the door behind her. The sudden feeling of Kazuha’s arms wrapping around her waist gave her a jolt. The young man held her close and Yoimiya could feel the heat from his face tickle her back as he pressed his head against it.

“Forgive me, but it’s hard to control myself. It’s…been quite some time, hasn’t it?

“Yeah, it has.” She could feel his lips kiss her nape, grazing her neck and nipping on pale flesh until a red mark was left behind. Yoimiya closed her eyes and exposed more of her neck for him to have, gasping from contact. She leaned forward slightly, pushing her butt against his pelvis for friction. Her left breast was soon claimed right after, his fingers slipping through the bindings.

“Mmmm Kazuha~” Another moan escaped her when Kazuha’s other hand made its way under her yukata, making short work of those bindings as well. The flustered pyro bit her lip when she felt two digits slip inside. Yoimiya braced her arms against the door while she let her lover take control.

Kazuha could feel her grip around his fingers and he ran them over her most sensitive spots. “To think you’re already this wet?”

“I missed you too ya know!?” She blurted out, blushing at her confession. “Please don’t tease me.”

“Bend over more for me.”

Yoimiya did just that. Straight forward Kazuha was something she didn’t know she needed in her life. He removed his fingers from her body and bunched up her clothes. Her face grew hotter feeling the bindings on her fall off her, exposing her body. Fingers gripped her plump rear and the chill of one running down her slit would’ve made her yelp if it wasn’t for what happened next. The heat of Kazuha’s breath.

“Kazuha? What- Aaah!”

He slipped his tongue inside her dripping core, lapping up her essence and getting lost in her scent. Both his hands help support her legs as they trembled from his assault. The sound of her moans only spurred him to completely devour her.

“KAZUHA!!” She yelled, moaning heavily. She could feel his tongue flatten out and swirl around to rake every spot. “I-I said no teasing!” His fingers dug into her damp thighs as he continued to eat her out. Yoimiya’s body instinctively bent over more to allow him deeper reach. Her moans turned to panting. Kazuha wasn’t gonna let her go. The sound of her own arousal and his dramatic slurping noises only turned her on more like he knew it would.

Yoimiya dropped her head and look to the floor. That’s when she caught sight of Kazuha’s position, on his knees and his length already freed. The member was already hard and dripping precum in anticipation. Was it always that big? In a few short moments, that was going to be…just thinking about it made her mind go blank and body tense.

Her first orgasm hit hard, making her scream as Kazuha continued tasting the wave of pleasure that came with her orgasm, until he licked up the majority. Kazuha stood up, wiping his face and catching his breath as he admired the sight of Yoimiya trembling and still bent over. Her skin had gotten redder and a thin layer of sweat had started.

“You’re so gorgeous…”

“Shut up. I don’t wanna hear that while I’m this.” She muttered. Yoimiya felt embarrassed enough to just die! They’ve been intimate before, but knowing Kazuha was seeing her like this was always going to be too much to handle.

“Do you wanna stay like that?”

She nodded, “looking at you right now would be too much.”

Kazuha could see the tips of her ears turn bright red. He wanted to listen, but found himself denying the mercy.

Yoimiya was ready for him to continue until she felt felt his hand on her chest raise her up enough for his face to come over her right shoulder. Yet again the girl was speechless upon staring into his eyes and seeing his playful smirk.

“I missed all of you. That includes your eyes.” Not holding back, Kazuha captured her lips.

Yoimiya felt her heart pound and head go into a haze. She openly invited his mouth to conquer her own. Not like she was really using it right now anyways. The heat of his member pressed against her entrance and with a few hip movements, slipped inside. Yoimiya whimpered from the feeling of being spread open so quickly. Kazuha’s hips begin smacking against her rear. Whimpers turned to yelps between the patient kiss. How long had it been since she felt full? Was Kazuha always this warm? Was his grasp on her this good? All these things made Yoimiya kiss him harder, wanting him to continue this assertiveness.

Kazuha was in no better shape. Distance had only strengthened their yearning. Kazuha added his own gasps and grown into the mix. Yoimiya had a grip on him that made his hips move on their own. The heat and wetness of her core made him ache in the best way. Their lips parted to only paint and whisper sweet nothings as their bodies gave into pleasure.

“Kazu~ more…more~”

“You’re everything when you beg like this.”

“Mmmph~ meanie. I-aahh…want another kiss.”

Kazuha obeyed, giving her what she craved without question. Yoimiya was always cute, but the blush across her face brought it to another level. Kazuha could only be weak to it.

“Yoi, I’m…”

“Me too.” She gasped, reaching the end of her rope. Yoimiya stole another, longer kiss; moaning heavily as she came.

Kazuha could only thrust a few more times before her tightness overwhelmed him. He gave one last thrust, cumming inside her. He pulled from the kiss to let her breathe while he peppered her ear with kisses.

Yoimiya’s entire body shuttered upon feeling his warmth shoot inside. The little nips and pecks Kazuha gave her made her giggle, putting a smile on het face as she continued to catch her breath.

“Kazu, that tickles hehe.”

“Now how am I supposed to stop with you calling me that, Yoi?” He teased, continued his kisses. He slowly lowered both of them down to the floor. Yoimiya held his face and the two were finally face to face properly. He smiled at the girl who smiled back with kind eyes and a pinkish red blush. “Your face is more beautiful than any sunset.”

Yoimiya couldn’t help but avert her gaze briefly before staring back. “It’s dangerous to spoil a girl with talk like that. Especially after what we just did.”

“Heh, I can’t name a moment more perfect to spoil someone than this.” Kazuha kissed her forehead. “I love you. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Glad to be here.” She put her arms over shoulders and around his neck. “More kisses please.” Her heart danced so much Yoimiya thought she was at a fireworks festival. “Let’s love each other here a little longer.”

xxxxx

“Hello everyone, I’m Yoimiya!” She said to her new teammates, placing her hands on her hips and glowing like the sun; her time with Kazuha only adding to her radiance.

Many waved happily upon her entrance, while I few people like Aether, Beidou, and even Hu Tao noticed the marks on Yoimiya’s neck. They looked at Kazuha with a cheeky grin he did his best to ignore, but even laid back samurai couldn’t help but smile sheepishly.

[134340am]

hehe yes - I was too shy to message you off anon at first 🙈 I’m well thank you, Uni is kicking my 🍑 but that’s nothing new -.-

He absolutely is a goof- I loved your characterization of him <3! Also go get him for being mouthy -> pinch his leg, maybe pull on his leg hair for good measure too 😼.

Go Yuna for finishing up some important tasks - I’m proud of you 🖤! Oh but warm oat milk sounds so nice & comforting, especially with some nice spices like cinnamon. I’ll reserve the special drinks for the weekend when I’m going to brunch with some friends. Do you have any fun plans for the upcoming weekend? ☀️

Sending kisses & hugs 😽 also I don’t have a tag preference - whatever you decide is fine with me :)

awww you don't have to b shy :*( in fact i'm happy to know you're 🏓 anon because all your asks have been so sweet and kind so far! thank you for coming off anon and i'm sorry it had to be under these circumstances </3

school sucks!!!!!!!! will you be done with the semester soon though? i know it's still finals season for a lot of people so i'm hoping you'll be done soon. hang in there and remember to take breaks (☆▽☆)

kageyama is soooo bullyable <3 i wanna poke and prod at him and tug on his hair and bite his arm and squeeze his butt and gnaw on his cheeks :( he's gonna b so angry at me for this I JUST KNO IT but he won't stay angry for long (because he might pop a boner on accident lmao)

ahhh! im proud of you too my love ; ; u r too kind + enjoy ur weekend brunch with ur friends! u deserve it and i hope you eat lots of good food and share some laughs with ur friends. best feeling ever, yknow?

this weekend i'll probably stay home to write my 200 frens celebration requests! i'm a little bit behind on them but i just can't get inspired for some reason so things r moving slowly, sigh :-( but it's okay, it's a good challenge. i don't ever do much on weekends because i feel like i have to rest and recuperate from working 9 to 6 on weekdays LOL but thank you for asking as always :-)

squeezing you as tight as i can and dropping a kiss on ur head <3

[hanibalistic]

#FFF8F8 | KIM SEUNGMIN.

genre | fluff, soulmate au, baseball player au

word count | 1013

warning | mentions of injury 

note | this is a baseball player au with very minimal baseball element :’( 

inspiration | 

seungmin was disappointed when he couldn't find you in the crowd of audiences watching the inter-school baseball tournament.

he never talked about wanting to see you at the game, nor did he ever say anything about needing you to be there for him to do well. frankly, those were a tad bit cheesy for his taste. he would much prefer if you chose to watch him on a sunday afternoon rather than going because he mentioned how important the game was to him.

he thought you would undoubtedly be there clapping at the bleachers with everyone else. you had been there through all the after school practices, and you had been there to chase after the rolling ball he batted a little too hard. you practically trained for the tournament with him, he genuinely thought you would go through with it just to round up the experience, yet he could not see a shadow of you no matter how many times he looked at the crowd of audiences.

except why was he disappointed? it wasn't like he was in love with you and definitely wanted you to be here to see him shine. it wasn't like he wanted to use this chance to discreetly impress you because you have been spending an awful lot of time with singer jeongin. it wasn't like he has such good feelings for you that if he could see your face up at the bleachers, it would ultimately calm his heart.

nothing. nothing of that sort. you two haven't even known each other for long! you both only started talking to each other because you were newfound soulmates and newfound neighbors! but that was it. it was only two months of walking to school and going home together, a lot of texting each other about homework, him letting you cheat off of him during exams, and practicing baseball together.

seungmin was never one to fall in love over trivial, reckless reasons. and you two did exactly that! just trivial, normal things, so nothing of that sort in his head!

"you're up, seungmin! good luck and concentrate!"

his coach's voice echoed in his ears—it was his turn to pitch.

he brushed off the upsetting thought of you not being here to support him, telling himself that it was no big deal whether you were here or not. if his team was going to win, it would regardless of you being here or not, and that was the only thing that mattered now—taking the trophy home.

him wanting you to be here was just an extra desire today, not the main one, so it would do him good to brush off the thought of you and focus on the ball instead.

he stepped into the field with a balanced heart, walking across the grass to his spot. as he did so, he could feel a slight shiver running down his arm.

at first, he figured it was just him being a nervous wreck right before the pitch, but as the tingly feeling continued, it seemed to hit him that those were not anxious twinkles but messy scribbles on his skin. someone was writing on his body, or specifically—you were writing on his body and communicating with him through your shared soulmate quirk.

clearing his throat, he gently slowed his pace down as he brought his hand to the cuff of his uniform. he fixed his sleeve before casually—very casually—rolled it up to his elbow so he could see what you still had the audacity to write down on his skin. he dipped his head, his eyes scanning over his forearm, and he raised his brows in amusement at the disorganized jumble of words evident on his skin, printed with a black sharpie.

can't come, sorry! got a cold!

don't be mad :'(

buy me some ice cream sandwich when you're done, don't let mom know!!!

tummy ache ㅠㅠ

watching you on jeongin's live. laggy.

>:(

good luck! rooting for you!

you look nice in the uniform btw. tiny butt.

hehe

<3 love you, remember ice cream sandwich.

"idiot." he processed the words and the doodles with a quickly warmed heart, feeling much more encouraged than before now that he knew you hadn't forgotten about the baseball tournament and that you were watching him at home.

how did you even get sick so quickly? you were still fine yesterday when you two went on a grocery run together. he really could not leave you alone for more than a day, could he? something was always going on with you, he swore. if it wasn't a cold, it would be because you accidentally broke your leg or something of that sort.

funny how he was the one engaging in sports yet you have received more physical damage than he ever did.

pulling his sleeve down as he picked up his pace and jogged ahead to his spot, his hand subconsciously moving to lay at his hips with a slight frown before he stopped at his destination. nodding at the referee, he turned to the audience briefly, hoping to locate jeongin.

the younger boy seemed to know, as he smiled and waved his arm, a phone shaking in his hand. seungmin grimaced—laggy and shaky, yet you could still focus on his hips. how peculiar.

either way, he felt much better knowing that you were somewhere still here to give him moral support. you always find a way, somehow, to be with him, whether it was during a test or after midnight. if it wasn't the sharpie on his skin, it was the thin wall between your rooms.

and he couldn't help but keep the faintest smile on his face simply for that fact. it was just the small, trivial things he began to love.

alright, so there was a change of goals—bring a trophy home, and also don't forget the ice cream sandwich. he won't let you eat it, but he would buy one for you as an incentive to get better.

oh, and maybe a heat pack for your tummy as well.

[stripper-patrick]

Uh, hi. May I request some smut w Henry cavill x Indian reader? Some lazy Sunday morning/Friday night stuff? Thank you 🥺💕 I love your blog. I binge read most of it today. Hehe

Heaux Tales 👜 Henry Cavill

Warnings: smut, language, unprotected, rough, cheating, fingering, reverse voyeurism (?), daddy kink, quickie

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Henry Cavill x Indian/black reader

I zip down the highway switching into the right lane before taking the exit hitting a quick right turn. I whine my hips to the music of my throwbacks playlist the song Temperature by Sean Paul blasting through the speakers.

I’m coming straight from work to my sisters house and where she’s having a game night. My boyfriend unfortunately couldn’t make it seeing as he couldn’t take off the graveyard shift. I make a left entering into the driveway of the nice looking townhome my sister Armani owns.

I park in a parallel spot and see a few cars, about 4, already outside of her house. I step out pulling down my suede mini skirt with a vertical seam. I smooth out my sepia colored shirt feeling the wind start to pick up outside. I grab my black duster sliding it over my thick arms before grabbing my chestnut brown purse and walking up to the door. I try the door handle and it opens allowing me in. I take off my loafers at the door and hear the chattering of a few guests.

This house used to be our parents right before they died. We had 2 beautiful mothers who loved us very much but sadly they were involved in a head on collision that killed one of them on impact. The other died in the hospital just a day later but I was grateful for those few hours.

I look at the pictures of all of us and then I hear my name being shouted with joy. “YN” I’m greeted with open arms from my older sister. The fair-skinned 5’8 woman with a cheeky smile plastered on her face looks at me “don’t be mad” she bites her lip

“I’m already mad now” which was only half of a joke. What did she do this time? Appears from behind a wall, my recent ex Henry, with a cheeky smile as well. His perfectly short hair and fitted tee makes me wonder if he does all the thing he used to do to me, to his... snow bunnies. He started off as a fling which then turned into a 2 year relationship and when that ended we were still having sex with each other. I really only stopped fucking him just a year ago, right before I got with my current boyfriend, Cameron. The breakup was mutual but still sour. He was my best friend. Now every time I look I see a different broad on his shoulder. Like a trophy. He’s got a bitch for everyday of the week.

“Oh nice seeing you Henry” I glare at Armani and she smiles. The tall Brit walks over to me engulfing me in his warm embrace. Almost made me miss us being together. He lets me go and I step back.

“Nice seeing you as well. You look good” he glanced me up and down quickly before returning to my eyes. I can’t help but remember that those were one of his favorite features about me. My chocolate brown eyes.

“As do you” an content silence falls in the air and Armani clears her throat

“Let’s get you drunk and get this game night started” she grabs my hand and Henry follows us. We part ways, him heading to the living room and me and my sister to the kitchen where I look at her.

“I miss his goofy side” she tried to plea. I shake my head grabbing a shot of tequila and taking it straight to the head. I pour another shot downing it before shaking my head squinting at the taste. I walk to the living room meeting everyone. 2 of our cousins Briette and Joseline and Bri’s husband Carter.

“Hey guys” I hug them and look for a place to sit. Unfortunately I’m seated only one person away from Henry and I cross my legs watching his eyes move back and forth between my thighs and his hands that are resting on his thighs. Let’s begin the games.

....

I’m slightly tipsy and I’m definitely hot from the whiskey I’ve been consuming. I’m not completely drunk but I’m a little tipsy. We’re playing the game midnight taboo and it’s me, Henry and Briette vs. Armani, Carter and Jo. It’s Henry’s turn to read off the cards and we guess.

The timer starts and he begins. “Um ok Brazzers, Xvideos-“

“Porn” Bri yells out he nods grabbing another card

“YN I do this to you all the time”

“Fuck?”

“Something while we do that”

“Spanking? Cumming?” he shakes his head looking dead at me “choking” he nods grabbing another card

“Young adult kids play this at a party it’s a this or that activity”

“Get high or get drunk” I answer he shakes his head

“It’s a gathered activity” this British man and his proper English are blowing me right now. I think hard hearing Bri yell out random stuff and I finally come up with something “truth or dare”

“Time” Carter yells. Henry smiles nodding and I can’t help but begin thinking about when he would choke me while he thrashed his hips in me. I press my legs together biting my lip before raising my eyes to accidentally meet his. I knock back another shot wincing at the taste before just zoning off.

....

We’ve moved onto another game which is cards against humanity. Me and Henry are seated close next to each other of course not by my picking. He decided to sit this game out and just watch us play. I sort through my cards trying to find a good one that Joseline would like. I place one down and Henry inches closer making my breath catch in my throat.

“I see the way you keep looking at me” he whispers. Without a word being exchanged I look at him and unconsciously bite my lip. Something that would’ve made him take me right then and there.

As Joseline reads off the cards deciding on which is her favorite determining who gets the point Henry’s hand caresses my thigh. I always melted when he’d squeeze and knead my thigh like dough.

“I like Y/N’s” I smile and grab a black card reading it off. “This is the prime of my life. I’m young, hot and full of blank”

As the crowd sorts through their cards Henry’s hands creeps higher and higher softly rubbing my clothed clit. He does it so swiftly that I’m already at the point where I don’t want him to stop. He slides my panties to the side running his fingers through my slick using that to rub my coated pearl.

I jolt slightly opening my legs more where he inserts 2 fingers pumping slowly. Everyone hands me their cards and I clear my throat trying to act as normal as possible. “Crippling debt” I smile biting my lip again as Henry keeps grazing that spot “money moves, asshole full of jelly beans, tax fraud, and oh god” his fingers dig deeper inside of me as I mask my moan grinding my hips in the seat. I can see the tent forming in his pants and trust me he was packing.

“And crabs” Henry curls his fingers against my g-spot. My body jerks as Bri looks at me.

“You ok?”

“Yes I’m good. I like tax fraud” Carter smiles and grabs a black card. I grab Henry’s wrist and he leans close to my ear again.

“That’s it pet ride my fingers until you cum” oh god I wanna protest so bad but it feels so good. I rest my hand on his bulge rubbing it through his pants. I move my hand to his thigh as my legs shake and I close my eyes succumbing to my demise in front of my sister and cousins.

“Good girl” he removed his fingers rubbing my clit making my body jerk.

“Excuse me I’m going to the bathroom” I glance at him and walk shakily to the bathroom. I hear a chair scuffle and look at myself in the mirror.

“You have a boyfriend get it together” I try to pep talk myself but knowing the capabilities Henry has I can’t help myself but to fall under his spell once more.

A small knock appears at the door and I open it. Henry lightly pushes me inside and licks the door behind him. Immediately his lips are attached to mine and it was like our first time together all over again. My hands wrap around his waist and he moves his large hands down my butt lifting my skirt a little.

“Please fuck me” I beg quietly. He picks me up setting me on the counter. My legs open for him as he drops his pants finally letting his shaft spring free. Henry tears off my underwear dropping then next to his pants and guiding the tip through my wetness rubbing my sensitive clit. I grab him by the back of his neck planting an open mouth kiss on him letting his tongue explore what was previously (and still might be) his.

Henry finally stops teasing and legs go of his dick letting it align with my entrance. His hand moves to the counter behind me slowly stretching me out like the old days. My jaw drops as I sink into his touch feeling his dick fill me up. He holds my hips as my legs dangle in the crease of his shoulders while my arms support myself behind me. He looks done watching his dick submerge in my juices as he fucks me slowly.

“please daddy” he speeds up per my internal request forcing me to lean back pressing my head against the mirror as he wraps his hand around my throat. My legs start to unconsciously close and Henry forces them back open stroking me harder. My royal blue painted acrylic nails dig into his forearm as he brings me closer pressing a warm kiss on my lips. My body sparks each time he plummets inside of me pressing my g-spot like a button.

“Oh god” I mewl careful not to make too much noise. He moves down to my neck using both hands to keep my legs apart sucking at the patch of sensitive skin. My eyes roll to the back of my head hearing his grunts and moans as he digs deep in my guts. My hand wraps around his muscular shoulders and moving up to his short curly locks. I feel that hole inside of me start to open up with each thrust.

“Henry I’m close” I warn trying to brace myself. He pushes my bottom forward going deeper and my toes begin curling.

“Cum for daddy pet” he moans. My body tenses up and I cover my mouth masking a loud moan. I shutter and shake under him hearing his small sadistic laugh. His breath filled with bourbon and mint is hot against my ear.

Once my convulsions stop Henry puts my feet on the ground and turns me around sliding back in and pounding me out. He pulls my head up looking at is on the mirror. Henry places my arms behind my back. I watch Henry’s gave turn to bliss coating my walls in his seed. Something that’s happened multiple times. We’ve had our fair share of pregnancy scares.

“Look at what you do to daddy” my jaw drops as he keeps pumping making sure he’s emptied inside of me. “Fuck I miss the way you make me feel”

He slows down before coming to a stop where I feel his dick pulsing inside of me. I lift up pressing my back against his chest holding him in a powerful meaningful kiss.

“I know I’ve put you through a lot and I’m sorry” he says. I shake my head kissing him again.

I come to my senses and pull his dick out thinking about my boyfriend “shit what did I do?”

[spacegaywritings]

“Snuggles” - Part Three of “Little Tales” (an age regression series)

General Audience

Little Roman, Little Remus

Summary: Ree and Ro are cuddly when smol. When Ree comes in, teary and short of words, Ro knows it is cuddle time for not just him but his best little bean too. They snuggle up and babble about nice things. Ro colours and Ree just clings to him while holding a little goblin plushie.

Tags: age regression, little roman, little remus, plushie, snuggles, tears, soft, cuddles, post-split, darkness, mentions of Janus and Virgil, mentions of other sides, mentions of bad relationships to Virgil, rat mention, tall things, night time, absolutely adorable littles being together. Mentions of patton, mentions of dark/light side split, past warmth

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Story under the cut (Wordcount: 2k)

It was dark when Remus slipped out of his bed.

 Everything was so tall, so big. The little gently clutched his blanket. It was thin, soft. His favourite blanket. It was light grey and had little rats on it. They had different colours and were special and precious to him.

He patted the fabric, as if to pat his favourite rat friends. They all had names, they all had a story and a place in his heart.

He drew the fabric closer around him. It provided little warmth but it was as good as it would get for now. The smell was rough and rubbed his nose.

 It was still dark. There was not a single source of light in his room. His bed was too big, too spacious and far away from the door or the window.. Remus looked around, black wrapping around his tired eyes.

Darkness was scary... and he felt too small and tiny to deal with it. He was just tiny and wanted snuggled.

 And his little Harry Snuffles was missing, too!

 “Mean..”, he mumbled to himself.

 Remus had his blanket wrapped around himself, a bit like a cape. He held onto the light fabric and slowly stepped out of his room. His mind was hazy and somewhat light. It was hard to think but he had to pay attention where he set his foot on. His room was a chaotic mess and if he stepped on legos, he would cry on the spot. With calculated steps, routine-led feet guided him from his bed to the big door where he slowly pulled the door open.

 Just a small peek... only for a bit, he told himself.

 The little slowly tapped forward, steps soft, silent. He could hear Virgil’s music buzzing in the background. The dim purple lights illuminated the space under his door. Remus wanted to go to him but the emo was so mean when he felt tiny... Memories of their interactions flooded his mind and pulled his lips down. A small layer of liquid covered his eyes and Remus shook his head.

 No, he would not go.

 His eyes wandered over to the other doors in the dark hallway but he shook his head at them as well. There was no way he could go there. Remus took his blanket and quickly moved down the hall, putting as much distance between himself and the other doors around him.

 Soon, the lights and voices were gone. No other sides were behind him. Instead, he crossed the intersection of hallways and turned to move into the direction of the only room to bring him comfort during these trying times.

 He waddled forward and as he did so, he approached the big gate before him. It was already impressively tall but the closer he got, the more the gate revealed of its gargantuan nature. It hovered above his metaphysical butt.

 Hehe, butt.

 Remus hugged his blanket closer. He shook his messy hair. It was brown but a funny skunk-like strand started appearing in it. Janus had said it was because he was so stinky.

The little was not a stinky but he liked the word. Stinky, stinky, stinky. Stinki mans! He was a stinki boi!!

 He giggled.

 His small noises filled the room as much as his heart. The darkness of the hallways seemed to let go off him and he slowly pushed at the door to gain entrance. The big emblem, a red shield, parted into two halves. Remus sneaked through the little space between the two doors and shut it completely behind him. He tried his best to be as quiet as he could but it still made a muffled sound when closing.

 The heavy stone plates clacked together because Remus was not only a stinki mans, he was also a stronk boi! He moved things!!

 Once inside and having sealed the entrance, the little relished in the small victory. He had gotten here all by himself like a really tol boi and he was not hurt and did not make anyone angry. Also also!! Nobody was disturbed by him taking a walk around. Everyone was still napping hard. Remus giggled to himself again.

Pride welled up inside of them and he carefully made his way forward, his grip on the blanket softer than before. It was a holding more than a gripping or even clutching. He loosely kept the blanket around him for the warmth and comfort.

 It was only now that Remus took the time to look around and take in all in.

 Compared to his dark, chaotic room, this one welcomed him with open arms. There was a warmth in the caring hug whenever he set foot on the light side territory. Roman’s room was right at the edge of it.

 The little followed the strings of fairy lights hanging from the sides of the room. It was the perfect system to lead him over to what and whom he was there for.

 The sound of his steps were loyally muffled by the rugs underneath. They smelled clean and warm. Remus stood for a moment, simply curling and uncurling his toes. His feet shifted a bit and he walked on the spot, just rubbing his feet into the soft little nubs underneath him.

The rug was red. Red like his former self had been, too.

 Another layer of hot tears build up in his eyes and Remus sniffled silently, sinking into the rug. He had not even reached the bed he had came for. The little hugged his blanket, burying his head in it.

 “Stinki..”, he mumbled into his fabric. It did not smell warm, it was rather harsh and lacked any kind of hugs.

He rubbed his nose into it and whined at the missing warmth in his heart.

 “Ree....?”

 A tiny voice arose from the dimly lit room. Shuffling and rustling happened. It came from the bed and Remus clenched his teeth together, his jaw somewhat hardening.

 “U got my stuffy!”

 He turned to Roro, tears in his eyes and blanket bundled up in his arms. In his sniffling frenzy, he had started pulling it together as if to make it into a companion for hugs, a companion for who was meant to be next to him.

He sniffed once more, a pouting look on his face as he turned to the sleepy Roro. He was in his room, so it was not a surprise to see him in here.

 “Giv it back.”

 Remus stepped closer, rubbing the tears out of his eyes. Roman shifted in bed and patted the space next to him.

 “Ree...”

 He whispered, the words almost lost between them. The distance separating them was spatially just about a foot but metaphorically marked by a whole border.

 “Mn... Nu, I wan my lil fren back.. Wan my Snuffles back!”

 Roman tilted his head and sobbed a bit.

 “Awaw.. I - I wan my Ree back..”

 The addressed little cried and climbed in, holding his blanket dear.

 “Gimme Snuffles n I gib u cuddles.”

 Roman looked at him, eyes innocent and face soft. He shrugged and done in to hug his Ree and hold him close.

 “Snuffles..”

 He pointed at his lap, softly pulling the blanket away. It was a warm white with golden symbols all over. The fabric seemed to be cotton. It felt cold but warm and questionably comfortable.

 Ree saw his fren with his fren and slowly reached out for it. Instead of reaching for it, he took Roro’s hand and squeezed it.

 “Fren.. Frens hug n snuggle for hapy feels!”

 Happy tears rolled over his cheeks and Roro nodded, squeezing his hand back. He shifted closer to his Ree and hugged him closer. He inhaled the harsher smells he had missed, he bathed himself in the lovely chaos and the comfort of unlimited creative frenzy.

 They hugged, feeling whole at once.

 Ro nudged the other and patted the space next to him. Ree took the hint and they laid down together. The light side nudged the stuffie over and pouted a bit. Ree felt his little stinki toi return and he held Harry Snuffles close. It was a green cyclops with a big big club in his hand.

 The plushie was returned to his arms and Ree gently cradled him close. He sniffled, hugging his plushie against his face to dry his tears. Ro drew blankets around them and curled up with Ree. They had a next of warm and cuddly blankets. His bed had veils covering him from the world. The perfect addition when he got smol and wanted to hide and snuggle a bit.

He conjured up another blankie and used it mark the sides of his bed with more warmth and comfort.

 Ree looked up at him, a soft smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around Roro, holding him close. Harry Snuffles was between them and rested in their shared embrace. The littles looked at one another after a while and giggled a bit.

 “Share!”, Ree demanded and Roro happily giggled, excited squeaks coming from his side.

 Roro shook his light head and patted his equal ever so gently.

 “We share? Share share!!”

 Another bout of energy hit him and the light side bounced on his shared bed. It was so big, but with Ree in it, it was just big enough for the two! Ro moved and grabbed his white blanket. It was big but soon covered their legs, then their upper bodies and even the pretty cyclops between their chests.

 “Shar’n s.. s gud.. s car’n”, Roro philosophised.

 Ree nodded sagely and snuggled up under the blanket until his face could barely be seen. His eyes and the light strand peeked out from under the white fabric but other than that, he was covered up. Roro pulled a set of pillows close and giggled as he patted one of them.

 “Wawamewons!”

 Ree looked at it and curled up, poking it a bit.

 “Hihi.. wawawemons”, Ree chuckled under his breath. Ro’s voice dissolved into another set of giggles and he carefully drew Ree closer.

 “Siwwy!”

 Ree giggled, nodding.

Little tears built up at the corner of his eyes and he grinned at his Roro, enjoying the fruits all over the pillow. Ree curiously tugged it closer until it was between them. His hands moved to place the cyclop’s head on the pillow as if Harry Snuffles was to sleep.

 “Hawwy gets scawwy! Needs lotsa lotsa snugs!”

 DEmonstratively, he placed his arms around the stuffie and Roro did as told, holding Ree and the pillow-Snuffles combination.

 “We.. we snug.. n .. n we hug”, he mumbled, speech slurred.

 To enforce his point, Ro nodded weakly. It was barely visible and Ree felt the same. His body felt heavy with the warm and heavy blankie on them. Roro holding him was nice and the smell made his eyes flutter shut and then make them too heavy to stay open!

 He blabbered a bit.

 “Mwen, mwean,, eys... he-heb,,hebby,,-”

 His speech was just as unclear as Roro’s but that was because the little was fighting every bit of sleepy whims. His eye lids shot up for a moment but immediately fell back to sleep and when he tried to kick his legs to annoy the other or move the blankie, his limbs were too heavy to be moved.

 He fought his eyes open one more time, catching a last glimpse of Roro holding him close and the watermelon pillow between them where Mister Snuffles was located on.

Before him was the comfort and the warmth he missed ever since the split.

 “Mw..k..kin..”, he started but he fell asleep before he could say any more. His hands were around Roro and another one rested on Snuffle’s upper arm.

 His mind was foggy, thoughts lame as the overwhelming tiredness lulled him back to sleep with tempting dreams and memories of being whole.

He sighed in his sleep, sleepy head letting go off his grip on the reality that was the mindscape.

 In a few hours, he could wake up again and be the stinki mans Janus saw in him.. but until then, he would be with Roro and snuggle and feel loved like when Patton used to when he made him his rat blankie.

 He sniffled.

 It was good to be back.

[jobean12-blog]

Two Good Dogs

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader (Veterinarian AU) 

Word Count: 1,222

Summary: You meet Steve at the dog park :)

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ce-horniest-book-club​ continuation of drunk drabbles and the prompt below from the lovely @this-kitten-is-smitten​ as well as the 24 hour surprise drabble challenge with the theme of AU’s! I picked veterinarian because OMG STEVE WITH ALL THE ANIMALS! hehe Hope you enjoy it and thank you all for reading! Much love always ❤❤❤

Warnings: Lots of fluffy fluff love and sweetness, soft flirting and CUTE DOGGOS! :) 

The dog park is empty when you arrive, the morning air still cool from last night and the grass wet with dew. You open the gate, letting your dog off her leash to run. She takes off and starts doing laps with her ears flying behind her. Placing your bag on the bench you take out her ball and call her over.

The two of you are so engrossed in your game of fetch that you haven’t noticed the newcomers. But the clink of the gate catches your attention and Sadie takes off to greet her new friends. Before you know it, the dogs are running circles around each other, jumping and playing and completely oblivious to all else.

You’re still laughing and smiling at the pair when you hear a deep voice, “hey.” You quickly turn to the stranger, the reply getting stuck in your throat when you get a look at him. With a shake of your head you regain your composure, “hi, cute dog!” He chuckles under his hat and sits down. “Thanks, yours too.” You can feel your cheeks warm under his gaze.  

He holds out his hand, “I’m Steve and that’s Dodger.” He calls his dog over with a whistle and commands him to sit. “Nice to meet you both. I’m y/n. This is Sadie.” Dodger squeezes his butt between your legs silently asking for scratches. You happily oblige and start rubbing him all over. You try to focus on Dodger, but your eyes keep drifting over to Steve. His tee shirt is pulled tight over his chest and his full beard looks so soft.  “You’re so handsome Dodger! Just like your dad huh?”

You’re already so in love with Dodger you don’t even realize what you’ve said. Sadie finally has enough and nudges you to throw her ball. They both take off after it in a frenzy of twirling tails and wagging tongues. “So, you think I’m handsome?” His question catches you off guard and you shoot him a confused look.

“I what?” His blue eyes are bright with mirth as a grin grows under his beard. The last 2 minutes come flooding back to you and your mouth hangs open, feeling so completely embarrassed you don’t know what to say. “I said Dodger was handsome like his dad, didn’t I?” Steve shakes his head yes, his eyes crinkling at the sides as he tries to hold back his laughter.

“If it makes you feel any better, I think you and Sadie are beautiful.” Your mouth snaps shut, and you drop your head, trying desperately to hide your blush. “Thanks, that’s sweet.” Fortunately, the dogs come back to the bench and distract you for the moment. Steve stands and you it gives you a chance to admire how nicely his ass fills out the pants he’s wearing.  “You two want to go for a walk with us? I know a really nice path around here.”

Clearing your throat, and hopefully your shameless thoughts, you stand and grab Sadie’s leash with a smile, “we’d love to.” The four of you walk for most of the morning talking and laughing and just enjoying each other’s company. It’s almost lunch time when you make it back to the car. “I had a really nice morning. Can I get your number, I’d love to see you again?”

Steve winks and gives you a hopeful look. “Sure. That would be great.” You exchange info and say goodbye with the promise of talking soon. The rest of your Saturday is uneventful and the next morning you head back to the dog park in the hopes of spotting Steve. You hang out for over and hour, but he doesn’t show up.

Trying not to get yourself down you and Sadie keep yourselves busy with laundry and preparations for the work week. It isn’t until the middle of the night Sunday that things get worse. Sadie wakes you with a whimper and you notice she keeps licking her front paw. You turn on the light and do your best to inspect it but can’t seem to find any problems. Cleaning it off and bringing her onto the bed you try to get some sleep, knowing tomorrow you’ll be taking her to the new emergency vet clinic near you.

The receptionist is so friendly and tells you to come in before they open so Dr. Rogers can see you first. You’re eternally grateful and quickly shower and get dressed before helping Sadie into the car. You arrive right on time, thanking everyone over and over before sitting in the waiting room.

You’ve only been there 5 minutes when the tech calls your name and shows you to a room. “Dr. Rogers will be right in.” A soft knock sounds and the door opens. You lock eyes with the same baby blues from Saturday, his surprise mirroring your own. Sadie tries to go to him, but she whimpers and limps and you both rush to her side. “Oh no, what’s wrong with my beautiful girl. Here, I’m just going to pick her up and put her on the table.”

Steve carefully lifts her, his eyes finding yours again as he gently pets and calms her. “Hi again.” You smile softly, rubbing Sadie behind the ears, “hi Steve. I guess this is one way to make sure the handsome guy from the dog park doesn’t forget me.” The tech comes in before Steve can answer, asking what he needs. After a quick conversation Steve’s attention is back on you.

“First of all, you called me handsome again.” Fighting your blush, you decide to flirt back. “I know! It just slipped out,” you tease, and what’s the second thing?” This time he doesn’t hold back. “There was no way I could forget you. In fact, I would have been at the dog park yesterday had I not been working, which I imagine is where you were because Sadie has one of those damn cedar pieces stuck in her paw.”

The whole time you two had been talking he was examining her, having found the small piece of wood. “Oh no! I don’t understand why they use that stuff!” Steve calls for the tech and they quickly remove the piece and clean her up. “I know. We get so many dogs in here with those damn things stuck somewhere.”

Once Sadie is all taken care of and you’re done checking out, Steve walks you to your car. “So, there was one more thing I wanted to tell you…” he says, trailing off. Sadie sits down between the two of you and you absentmindedly pet her. “What’s that Dr. Rogers?” He rubs the back of his neck, suddenly acting shy. “I’d really like to take you out. Somewhere nicer than the dog park or my office.”

Sadie barks and you both laugh, Steve’s eyes sparkling in the sun. “I think that was Sadie’s way of saying yes for me.” Steve kneels to scratch her butt and she twists around to give him a big wet kiss. “Definitely a yes! I’ll text you tonight so we can figure out when.” You take Sadie’s leash and move her from the spot between you, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “Sounds great, I’ll talk to you tonight. And tell Dodger we said hi.”

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[the-fiction-witch]

Newt’s First

MOVIE MAZE RUNNER DEATH CURE COUPLE NEWT X READER RATING SMUTT AF

I sat looking at the ceiling of this old broken building, looking at the beams and rusted pipework. I could hear the other guys fast asleep Thomas and fry gently snoring in the darkness. I pulled the blanket tighter around me turning to my side looking out at the water and the boat they where fixing up, the others all had hammocks but they gave me the one little bed due to my leg playing up lately, I tried to get some sleep but I couldn't turn of my head.

Just then I felt a tap on my shoulder I jumped and turned sitting up seeing y/n one of the group B girls who we had met in the scorch who we all did get along with fine, even if I did kinda like y/n ever since we met up with them I thought she was kinda cute and it developed over time to be a little bit of a crush on her but I hadn't told anyone,

"Oohh hey, you made me jump" I said to her as hushed as I could not wanting to wake the others

"Sorry" she answered

"What's up?"

"I was wondering if I could sleep with you for Tonight?" She asked

"what?" I asked a little shocked at her question

"I can't sleep, and I'm frozen... Please newt" she begs

"Uhh well I guess so" I told her letting her crawl into my little single bed with me we where hardly an inch apart I felt my blood start to race feeling her so close to me

"Oohh we haven't got much space have we" she giggled

"Uhh no, we uh we don't" I stuttered

"That's okay," she smiled "would you hold me?"

"What!" I asked in shock

"So I don't fall off' she says

"Uhhh sure" I said holding her wrist and she giggled taking my hands and resting them on her waist as she moved forward so she was even closer to me then before

"There, I can't fall off now can I?" She smiled "it's okay newt I rather like being snuggled up with you" she smiled resting her head in my neck

"Uhh yeah it's nice in bed with you too y/n" I blushed

"Are you okay?" She asks

"Hu? Ummm yeah I guess so sorry I've uhh not shared a bed with a girl before I'm a bit nervous" I admit "and I'm not too sure like where's an okay place for my hands"

"Awww newt that's adorable" she giggled nuzzling even closer I wasn't sure how much closer she could get before she'd just be climbing ontop of me "well don't worry newt you can touch whatever you like" she whispered giving me a little wink "you can put your hands anywhere you'd like" she giggled "well everywhere but here" she says as she moved herself against my knee rubbing her pussy on me I froze unsure what to do with this Information, she smiled and moved my hands down to her butt it was so big, almost too big for my hands so soft and squishy thought her little shorts she nuzzled closer to my neck giving it little kisses as I uncontrollably groped, she moved my hands again letting me touch her breasts they felt even better they where heavenly even though her shirt I could feel her nipples hard to the cold air she let me play with her tits all I wanted squeezing and groping for what felt like forever "enjoying yourself newt?"

"Yeah" I blushed "how could you tell?"

She smirked biting her bottom lip before I suddenly felt a hand on my cock thought my boxers shorts of course as I had gone to sleep in them her hand felt so soft I was in shock, I'm laid in bed, with a girl! Who's letting me feel her tits and she now has her hand on my cock! I didn't know what to do my brain has overloaded in all this amazing pleasure what's the one thing that came out my mouth

"I'm a Virgin y/n!"

"A what?" She asks

"A virgin... I've never had sex before" I blushed "or done anything sexual really, this uhh actually the furthest I've gone in my life."

"How far had you gone before this?" I asked

"Uuuhhh I kissed Gally in a game of truth or dare once" I admit

"That's it?"

"Yeah" i sighed "it's okay uhh if you still want to I'm sure one or the other boys-" I began but she put her finger on my mouth to stop me talking

"Hehehe newt I wanted a snuggle, and I want to snuggle with you" she says pressing ever inch of her against me moving my hands to her waist

"But I don't know what I'm doing... Wouldn't you rather go snuggle with someone who knows what there doing?"

"No I want to snuggle with you newt" she giggled

"Why?"

"Because I like you"

"You- you like me?" I stuttered in shock and she nods holding my hand

"I had a crush on you since you boys met up with us" she smiled

"I uhh I kinda had a crush on you too" I admit

"You did?" She giggled and I nodded

"I thought you where really cute"

"Awww I think your adorable newt... And sexy" she smirked rubbing herself against me

"I uhh I didn't realize how sexy you where till tonight... Guess I never really looked at the girls that way" I blushed

"Newt... When where back in your maze? Did you ever?"

"Well I'm a Virgin?"

"I mean like all by yourself"

"Ooh no, the guys used to, I never really had time... To busy" I explain

"Ohh you poor thing so you've never?" She asks

"Never what?" I asked

"Finished?" She smirked

"Not really no ... I mean a couple times in my sleep"

"Aww you poor thing, if you want I could... Finish you?" She suggested

"Well I Uhhh.... Okay" I blushed so she smirked sitting on my legs over me she smiled the moonlight hitting her beautiful face I couldn't help but smile a little overexcited as she tugged my boxers down

"Oooohh newt... He's bigger then I expected" she blushed running her fingers along my shaft, I bit my mouth hard so scared of waking everyone else up "you can touch anything you want just not here" she says as she gently rid her hips on my thigh I nodded getting comfortable and she smiled giving my hands little kisses as she rested them on her waist as her hand grabbed my base hard and tight it felt so good and she isn't doing anything yet all she's done is touch me and I think I'm gonna go insane "hehe can tell you where too busy for him..."

'how so?" I asked

"He's so desperate" she giggled as her hand moved up and down my shaft slowly and tenderly but it was enough to make me have to bite my pillow to try not to scream "newt? Is this the first time anyone's has ever touched this part of you?" She giggled and I nodded

"Anyone other than me" I told her trying to keep my breath steady as I spoke I couldn't help myself I moved my hands to he breasts ummm they felt even better with her sat on top of me she giggled at my hands and pushed them away a moment and she pulled up her shirt revealing her bare breasts to me and putting my hands back I couldn't stop my hands they where working on there own groping and squeezing as she moved her hand "please please don't stop" I muttered between my breaths

"Aww does it feel that good newt?" She asked and all I could manage was a nod so she smiled moving a little grabbing a hair tie from her wrist and putting her hair in in a pony tail I was a little confused but she moved down pulling the blanket to my waist so she was completely under it I grabbed the blanket unsure what she was gonna-

"Uuuhhh! Oh my god!" I moaned instantly putting my hand over my mouth to shut myself up so afraid of waking anyone as I felt her beautiful warm lips around my head her hand didn't stop it sped up as she licked and sucked every inch she could "y/n please" I begged

"Heheh don't worry newt you can cum in my mouth if you want to" she said as she pressed kisses up and down my shaft

"I uuuhhh I'm not sure I can"

"Why not?"

"Is there such a thing as overload?"

"Awww newt, that's just because you've never felt it before... It always feels this good" she says as she returns to her sucking ohh fuck her mouth is magic "and I'll come do it for you whenever you want me too"

"Y/n... I- I think I'm gonna-" I blushed trying so hard to stop myself

"Just relax, let it go" she says her hand gently massaging the bottom of my stomach as her other hand pumped my shaft and her mouth went up and down sucking and licking as much as she could, I was in heaven I never wanted it to stop, I was beyond desperate I felt like if I didn't finish I might have a heart attack my eyes rolled back and I had to bite on my pillow so unbelievably close like any second I was gonna-

But the door across the way suddenly opened and y/n stopped pulling her shirt down and laying back beside me pulling my boxers back up she shhed me and I nodded as whoever it was wondered around the sleeping people we sat still a moment but I couldn't take it I was so close

"Y/n..... Please... I need you" I pleaded in desperation

"Aww okay, but quiet" she warns slipping her hand in my boxers and jerking me as fast as she could go it wasn't as good as her sucking but I didn't need it to be, and begged her to go faster and she obliged doing as I asked until a voice made me jump

"Y/n? Bella needs a word" the person said

"Aww sorry newt I have to go" she says moving her hand away and getting out my bed

"What? No please, five more minutes" I begged holding her hand tightly trying not to let her go

"I won't be long" she smiled "five minutes" she says giving my lips a gentle kiss before she went off with this girl out the room, I sighed feeling it beg and ache desperate for her touch as I laid in bed waiting for her... I didn't know how long she'd be I couldn't take waiting I grabbed my base like she did to me and pumped as hard and fast as I could it didn't feel as good as her hands but I was too desperate to care I pulled my boxers down imagining my hands where hers going as fast as I could possibly

"Uuuhhh!! Uuuummm" I groaned as I felt likes someone lit a firework in my cock, pleasure exploded out of me from the tip of my cock flowing across my body, this unbelievable pleasure I felt something spill out all over my stomach but I didn't care it felt so good... Now I see why the boys where so obsessed with it in the maze, I get it now.

"Enjoying yourself?" Y/n asks as she stood by my bed

"Uhhh hi" I blushed "sorry" I told her as she climbed in next to me

"I wasn't gone that long newt" she laughs

"I'm sorry, I couldn't wait" I admit blushing hard

"Aww it's okay newt, did you enjoy it?" She asked and I nodded

"It would have been better if you did it for me"

"Well I would have but somebody got all impatient" she giggled giving me another kiss "oohh look at all the mess you've made" she says looking at my stomach and cock she smiled giving me another kiss before she went licking up every drop licking my cock clean and swallowing it all

"Y/n?"

"Ummm?" She asks as she cleaned her mouth

"Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"

"Aww newt, of course I do" she giggled cuddling close to me so I wrapped my arms around her to hold her close "did you wanna do something else?" She asked

"Tomorrow night" I smirked

"Okay, goodnight newt"

"Goodnight y/n" I smiled giving her lips a sweet kiss.

[squashedbananatk]

Pedicure?

A gift for the lovely @fluffy-lee

I really liked the concept Iike the way you think! 💜

May wanted to get to know MJ more since MJ and Peter had started dating but she couldn’t figure out a good way but one afternoon she came across some coupons in the mail for the new nail salon that opened up resonantly. May lit up, this was perfect! Her and MJ could get some girl time! May came running into the living room were she found the two teens sitting on the couch watching TV.

“Hey you two.” May saied happily.

“Hey May.”

“Hello Aunt May.”

“I’ve got something for us. Here.” May said handing the two teens the coupons.

“Oh cool, I haven’t had a pedicure is a while come to think of it...” MJ thought aloud.

“I was thinking we could go there today you know have a little girl time. May suggested.

“Sure why not, Peter?” MJ asked Peter was taken aback a little he didn’t expect MJ to want him to tag along too.

“Oh uh don’t you want to go with May?Peter replied a little nervous.

“There’s 3 coupons, and you were complaining about being bored earlier.” MJ replied

It wasn’t that he thought guys can’t have their nails done, that wasn’t it at all actually. He has just never done it before so he doesn’t know how it will go, especially after the spider bite.

Peter sighed

“Sure why not...”

“Great! I’ll make an appointment.” May said walking over to the phone.

—

As the three entered the little nail salon Peter noticed it was empty.

May walked over to the counter and gave the lady the coupons who then directed the three over to some chairs with water bowls in front of them. They all took off their shoes and MJ sat down and pulled out her book. Peter walked over and sat next to her peeking over to see what she was reading.

“Hey! Get your own dork!” MJ joked shoving the book in his face. May Laughed before sitting down next to Peter. three employees approached them. An older looking woman approached Peter.

“HI there, I’m Shelby and I will be doing your nails today how are you?” The kind woman asked Peter.

“Oh I’m good, how are you?” Peter asked.

“I’m good thank you! Now just soak your feet in the water sweetie and I will be right back.” She woman said as she happily waddled over to a shelf.

Peter did as he was told and placed his feet in the warm water.

MJ looked over and noticed the nervous face her boyfriend was making.

“You good?” MJ asked.

“Y-Yeah! Just never done this before.” Peter replied shuffling a little in his seat.

“Stop worrying! Just don’t freak out when they touch your feet, you’re fine.” MJ said going back to her book.

Peter went slightly pink as he saw May cover her mouth with a small giggle. He gave her a death glare.

He cleared his throat

“Uh heh, w-why would that-“

“Ok sweetie we’re all set.” The woman said kneeling down.

“Oh uh o-ok.” Peter replied.

“So you’re wanting Spiderman Red correct?” She asked MJ and Peter both quietly snickered to each other at the coincidence of the name.

“Yeah thats right.”

“It’s nice to see more young men coming in to get their nails done, I’m glad sociaty is becoming more accepting.” The woman mentioned grabbing Peter’s right ankle resting it on the edge of the table.

The other two employees got to work on the MJ and May already.

“So is this your first time?” The woman asked.

“Yeah, but I’m open to new things.” Peter replied trying not to sound nervous.

Peter suddenly stiffened up when the woman began massaging his foot which caught him off guard. He began slightly squirming as her hands rubbed up and down his ticklish sole. Peter mentally smacked himself in the face for not thinking about this! His feet are so goddam ticklish! He didn’t think they would be touching his feet in such a ticklish way! How the hell is he going to get out of this one or through this. He assumed he would be fine if the people would only be holding his feet or something but he cannot to foot rubs Nope! Nope! Nope!

“You ok honey?” She asked. Peter’s thoughts were interrupted and he nodded before the feeling of the woman’s fingers rubbing his foot caused him to jolt his leg and twitch his feet.

Why was this so tickly?! Peter took a deep breath, he can do this, he can do this, just keep your composure and breath...

“Gah!” Peter suddenly let out a quiet yelp when the woman touched his toes.

Peter clamped his lips shut and tried to focus on anything else in the room the wall, the window anything but all he could focus on was the tickly fingers on his foot.

Peter could feel the laughter building up in his throat more and more the longer it went on for his face getting redder and redder.

MJ looked over from her book and noticed Peter’s red hot face.

“You ok there?” MJ asked giving him a a slightly strange look.

“Y-Y-Yehep!” Peter quickly replied cursing himself as a small giggle escaped.

MJ stared at him for a moment then turned to May for some kind of clarification May only smirked back at her.

Meanwhile Peter had covered his face with his hand as giggles began slipping out. No one said anything about them massaging his feet! Peter jerked and started silently giggling into his hand.

“Hmm looks like we have an extra ticklish one here.” The lady teased with a fond smile.

“Huh, wouldn’t have guessed you were ticklish Parker...” MJ said looking at him with a smirk.

Peter shook his head in his hand still hiding his giggly smiling face.

“N-No! Thats not!” Peter stuttered before MJ tasered his side with a smirk making him shriek. Peter squirmed away to the best of his ability without moving his foot away. May laughed MJ and Peter.

“You were saying?” MJ asked with a smirk on her face.

“Sh-Shut uhup!!” Peter giggled trying his best to keep still, he could easily pull his foot away but he didn’t want to reveal his spider strength.

“Don’t worry about it sweetie, we are used to gigglers and twitching.” The woman reassured.

”You may want to be carful, he is more then a giggler.” May teased poking her nephew in the side teasingly making the teen jerk away and grab at her hands.

“M-Mahay! Don’t!” Peter whined causing his aunt to laugh.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” MJ smirked.

Everyone began laughing now.

“H-How doesn’t thihis bohotheher yohohou!?” Peter asked continuing to squirm in his seat. MJ shrugged.

“Guess I’m just not as ticklish as you Parker.” MJ teased.

“He’s always been super ticklish, all it takes is a good poke here, or there, or anywhere and he will be a giggling mess!” May said amused by the sight as she poked the teen’s ribs and tummy making him jerk away.

“M-Mahay! Cuhuhut ihihit ohohout!” Peter laughed out.

“MJ! Stohohop!” Peter jerked when he felt her fingers join in on the poking as well.

“Alright alright, you ladies leave him alone, if he is as ticklish as he seems you making him squirm any more is gonna make my job quite difficult.” The woman smiled putting Peter’s foot down giving Peter a chance to take a breath before starting the whole cycle again with his other foot.

Peter’s face was bright red at this point from embarrassment! Why the hell did this have to tickle so much and his spidey senses weren’t helping at all!

Peter took a breath and tried to relax but to no avail as the tickles only got worse as time went on. The woman then put his other foot back in the water. Peter let out a sigh of relief thinking worst was over.

Peter’s relaxation was short lived as he felt a brushing sensation on his foot. Peter’s eyes flew open at the sudden feeling.

“H-Hehehehey! Whahat ihihis thahahat?!” Peter asked through laughter unable to control himself he pulled his foot away.

The woman simply laughed putting her hand out asking for his foot again.

“This part is always ticklish so don’t be embarrassed.” The woman reassured.

MJ smirked at him and just watched him. Peter reluctantly put his foot back down into the woman’s hand which he immediately regretted as she began scrubbing his foot. Peter jolted and squirmed unable to keep his laughter in at this point his hands rolled into fists and his nose scrunched up.

“You ok Peter? You seem agitated...” MJ asked as she watched Peter go into none stop giggle and laughing fit.

“Ihihihihihit tihihihickles Ahahahaha!” Peter screeched throwing his head back.

His spidey senses were going haywire! He could feel every single one of the tiny bristles on the brush scratching and tickling his sole and he couldn’t stand it. Peter’s foot started twitching and wriggling unable to stay still any longer.

“Ahahahaha! Ok! Ok! too muhuhuch too muhuch!” Peter screeched.

The woman was giggling along with Peter at this point and Peter could have sworn she was tickling him on purpose a bit.

“Ok done, now the other foot.” The woman said putting his foot back in the water and grabbing the other.

“Nohoho!” Peter giggled shaking his head before the woman even touched his foot.

“Come on, you can do it!” The woman encouraged. Peter laid his head back again trying to ignore the insanely ticklish brushing which didn’t last long.

“Whyhyhy does thihis tihickle soho muhuch?!” Peter giggled hiding his face again.

“I-I cahahan’t! Oh myhyhy gohohod!” Peter giggled curling his toes when the brush came too close to his toes covering his blushing face with his hands.

The woman smiled at him before she pulled his toes back and brushed under them making Peter go ballistic he threw his hands down and full on laughter escaped now.

“AH! HEHEHEHEY! NOHOHO WAHAHAHAIT! DOHOHOHON’T AHAHA!!”

“Hehe, You really are ticklish huh?” The woman teased letting go of Peter’s foot putting it back in the water.

MJ was laughing her butt off at him by now which only made Peter grow redder which he didn’t think was possible, but at the same time it was nice to see her laugh like that.

“Ok worst part is done.” The woman said with a smile. Peter sighed an laid his head back against the chair’s headrest before he looked around and noticed that everyone in the salon was either smiling at him or at each other, while it was embarrassing at least they weren’t giving him weird looks.

The spidey sense was only making everything worse! Even her just moving her fingers around his foot made him twitch and giggle as she clipped his nails which wasn’t so bad until she grabbed at his toes.

“How is this even tickling you?!” MJ asked with a chuckle watching her boyfriend squirm about in his seat. Peter had his face in his hand covering his red face as giggles consistently left of his lips he was trying his absolute hardest to stay still even though it was torturously hard.

Once the woman’s fingers finally got away from his feet and started actually painting his nails he could somewhat relax and breath. Her long nails glided down the top of his feet making him twitch his feet. Peter was becoming suspicious that the woman was tickling him on purpose now.

“Alright you’re all done honey!” The woman said to Peter standing up. Peter looked down and his feet looked pretty cool.

“Um... Th-Thank you...” Peter said.

“Not a problem sweetie, sorry if this was uncomfortable for you at all now you just need to wait until they dry.” The woman smiled before going over to the desk.

After about 15 minutes the nail polish was dry so he got up and put his shoes back on. MJ and May finished a little later so Peter had to sit and wait and honestly Peter wanted to get the hell out of there and never look back!

Once MJ and May were finished up they put back on their shoes and May used the coupons for a big discount.

Once they all got into the car MJ just smirked at him.

“W-What?”

“Nothing, you’re just cute.” MJ said with a smile poking him in the side.

“I-I’m not! A-And besides! Don’t you think I’ve hahad enough?!” Peter replied grabbing her hand. MJ smiled at him.

“I am NEVER doing that again!” Peter claimed resting his head back against the headrest of the car seat. MJ giggled along with Aunt May.

Fin~

[razorblade180]

Twin Snowflakes pt8: It’s Tricky

Back at home, Weiss snuggles up under Jaune as he flips through tv channels. His left arm wraps around her waist to hold her closer; causing her to giggle. This is always the highlights of her days off. Good breakfast, pj’s, and alone time with Jaune that usually leads cuddling. After more explicit activities of course.

Weiss:Jaune as much as I love you, please find a channel soon? I’m falling asleep.

Jaune:That tends to happen post three rounds of sex.

Weiss:Please, you’re the only person who gets tired after three. This is just boring watching... *rubs eyes* channels flip.

Jaune:Keep telling yourself that. I’ll just put it on the news. Might as well see what’s going on in the world.

“And now Lisa Lavender with a special weather report.”

Lisa:People of Remnant, scientists around the world are still scratching their heads over the surge of different climate changes ever since appearance of the Two Brothers. Multiple areas of temperatures spiking all time numbers in their respective climate are still flowing in. While there still seems to be no life threatening injuries being caused by it, there is strong advisement from researchers and kingdom leaders. For those of you in hotter area’s it’s advised not to stray from any water source. Those in Atlas, be sure to buddle up as an extra cold winter is here.

Weiss:*frowns* Maybe Summer being outside was a mistake.

Jaune:She’s fine. Summer knows her limit better than anyone besides Penny. I bet she’s held up at some coffee shop right or theater. Not to mention her clothes.

Weiss:Still I can’t help but worry. *grabs scroll*

Jaune:Calling her?

Weiss:No, texting Winter if she could see how she’s doing. Lately I have this feeling that Summer isn’t telling me everything. She used to be so vocal and now she’s....

Jaune:A teenager?

Weiss:More than that! *nudges him* I don’t know how to explain it. Summer seems....tired.

He looked down to see a puzzled look on his wife’s face as she read Winter’s reply. Deep down he knew what Weiss meant by Summer being tired. He was like that for a long time after losing Pyrrha. Weiss was too for parts of her life; especially after giving birth. It was hard not to notice their daughter getting lost in deep thought. Thoughts nobody seemed to truly know; not even Oscar was a hundred percent certain. Jaune tilted Weiss’s head up and pressed his forehead against hers. The contact eased both of their troubled minds. Silently letting each other know things will be alright.

Jaune:You know what we should all do? Have a giant vacation.

Weiss:What? The kids just went back to school.

Jaune:I’m not talking about right now. After the tournament and everything happens. We can get Whitley, Ruby, Blake, Yang, everyone one we can to just go on a trip somewhere warm. It would be a nice victory lap for our kids.

Weiss:Victory lap? Don’t you think you’re celebrating their victory too soon hehe.

Jaune:You don’t believe our kids will kick butt?

Weiss:Oh I know they’ll kick butt. What’s that saying you taught me? Don’t count my chickens before they hatch?

Jaune:*smiles* Not sure if you noticed but your chicks have been spreading their wings for awhile.

Weiss:I hope you know chickens don’t fly.

Jaune:You get what I’m saying though. They’re coming into their own. I think that deserves a proper vacation. Blake, Yang, and their kid Veronica no doubt will be for it.

Weiss:I guess we’ll find out when they show up for the tournament. In the meantime I’ll toss the idea around to everyone else. After I enjoy my little vacation I have to day.

Jaune:And what left do you have to do today my queen?

Her arms hook around his neck and pulls him into a kiss. Jaune can’t help but smile as her fingers start combing through his hair. Weiss leans her body back in an attempt to be as close to him as possible. Finally they break the kiss and stared at each other with the same fire they had when they first kissed.

Weiss:For starters, two more rounds with you.

xxxx

Today was a slow day. Well it was for Summer anyways. School might’ve been a prison but at least it was interesting prison with things that made time go by. Those thoughts unfortunately weren’t going through her head earlier in the morning and now she finds herself walking down the pearly white streets of the kingdom. It was a bit lonely. Not to mention cold.. luckily the white winter coat, red scarf, and white ear muffs was doing what they could to keep heat close. What was really doing the jobs was the black thermals underneath; mad by top Atlas finest for military personnel and herself. A snug white shirt hugged her underneath the coat while black thermal leggings went down into her boots. The seam stitching on the side of it glowing ever so slightly with fire dust. The cold was not going to bother her.

Street’s were relatively quiet but that’s a no brainer. Kids are at school and adults are working. It was beautiful in a ghostly kinda way. The silence was a bit too much for her unfortunately. Despite her reserved nature, she did enjoy people. Talking to them was just weird most of the time. Finding the write thing to say was harder than any test, yet Nick always made it look easy. Family members and friends were easy but anybody else made her feel like she was being judged; kinda ironic considering her status. There were two people though she could always manage to speak too. If she could really call arguing speaking. Her options weren’t looking good and boredom was sinking in.

Summer:Might as well sneak in a bit of training.

She raised her left hand to pull down her scarf a bit while her right hand took of the ear muffs. The crisp air immediately hit them and gave her a chill. The color of her eyes barely getting lighter around the iris as she exhaled to see her breath appear in front of her when she walked. Anyone close enough would’ve saw the tiniest of snowflakes.

I knew you were bored but not this bored. Or maybe you actually wanna give up already?

Summer:In your dreams Shiva. I thought I’d train is all. Hearing you in my head is a sad sacrifice for that.

Keep telling yourself that..... you’re committed at least. That’s about the only thing I’ll give you props for. I guess following ideals and plans is easy when you don’t ever come up with your own. Better hope brother dearest has a good one for the tournament.

Summer:So you’re moving on to insulting my mind now? Finally tired of calling me weak?

Unlike you, I’m interesting and like to mix things up. You just do the same thing as always. Try and fail. Like that little team attack your are always attempting with Nick. I bet I’d get it right on the first try. How’s it feel to always be protected?

Summer:...

Aw I thought you wanted a talk buddy? Tired already? I bet you’re tired of a lot of things huh? Stress, disappointing everyone, yourself; especially yourself. I mean just look in the mirror.

She didn’t know why she listened but she did. Summer stopped on the sidewalk and looked at her reflection through a building window right next to her. It was impossible not to frown at the sight. The world feels like it slips away as she cloeses her eyes. Darkness surrounds her until an image of Shiva slowly becomes more visible and the room in her head takes its usual form of cold emptiness.

Shiva:Besides this cute face can you think you’re worth anything? Weiss sings better than you, your brother is stronger than you, all your friends get by just fine, and it’s not like you’re making a difference. All I’m really saying is why keep being like that when I can make them look at this body as it rises above all of their worth. No one would look down on me. You’re too afraid to even change out in P.E.

Summer:*inhales*...........*exhales* I am greater than I think. I am greater than what anyone thinks. My mind is my mine; my body is mine. You will never take it from me. Nor will anyone else.

Shiva:Just keep letting your consular feed your head with lies.

Summer:The only one who does that is you.

The room and Shiva quickly fade away the moment Summer reopens her eyes. Once again she looks at herself. Still have no joy at the sight of it. At least it’s her reflection though. That’s what matters at the end of the day. It’s all that ever mattered to her. The conversation with her not so pleasant company continued but at this point even Shiva was running low on insults. A small victory for a moment. Finally Summer reached her destination; the edge of Atlas. Her head tilted down as she followed the giant chain all the way down to Mantle with her eyes. Somehow it always seemed to get longer to her for some reason. The cold formed around her hands in the form of swirling ice until it came together and expanded into a snowboard. Summer hopped right on it with ease as the ice stuck to the soles of her boots.

Again with this crazy stunt? I was right about you not thinking wasn’t I?

Summer:*clenches fist* You’re talking a lot of shit for someone who’s gonna die if I screw this up. Maybe try encouragement for the first time in your life?

Please, the adrenaline and the panic of you falling to your death will be more than enough for me to take the reigns. If anything I’m hoping you fall immediately. Wouldn’t be the first time I saved your life. You have the nastiest habit of needing help.

Summer:We’ll just see about-

“Summer Nichole Schnee!”

That voice. That anger; Summer recognizesd those all too well. She looked to her right to see her fears confirmed. In the distance and getting closer at alarming speed was her dear aunt Winter who obviously looked like she was about to prepare to give the longest lecture possible. Whenever she gets close enough.

Summer:Aunt Winter!? What are you doing h- ugh, mom....

First she makes you go outside and then she has someone keep watch on you. Talk about no freedom. If I were you I-

Summer:*puts on ear muffs* (I’m not in the mood for one lecture, let alone two.) Hello! Fancy meeting you here.

Winter:What in the devil do you think you’re doing!?

Summer:N...Nothing!? I-

Winter:Stay right there! I need to have a talk.

Summer:Sigh, so much for.....

Her sentence got caught in her throat as she thought about it. Shiva was annoying but she had a point. Summer didn’t wanna be outside in the first place, but now she was for better or for worse because she was told to by her mother. Then this happens!? Summer looked at the chain one more time before taking the ear muffs of again; replacing them with headphones. The feeling of loneliness she had before was starting to be messed. At least back then no one was telling her what to do; trying to keep her within arms reach for better or for worse.

Oh so you can think for-

Summer:GET OFF MY BACK AND LET ME DO MY OWN THING ALREADY!!!

Winter:What did you just say to me!?

Summer:What? No no I was talking to-...screw it. I’m in trouble regardless. *jumps*

Winter:Gasp! Summer!!!

She races towards the edge to see her niece free falling with her arms spread out. Summer bends her upper body forward to make her do a midair front flip before twisting to the side and landing on the massive chain with incredible speed; making sure to do small hops over the links as rides down in an “s” formation. The wind shear is brutal and her focus remains unwavering. Unnervingly so, but necessary. Every moment on the chain grinds away at the board causes friction and that’s not the best for anything made with ice, but that was point of the training.

Summer:(That’s it Summer, you got this. Control your speed, balance, awareness and fear. Definitely control your fear. Watch how thin the board gets and right before it shatters...)

She angles her board straight to avoid a short hop; choosing to jump the length of one full link. Summer caste a glyph underneath it for more air by giving her a second jump. Her feet swing to the left to meet her left hand with the board. She couldn’t help but feel a bit bold and did a 360 just to satisfy herself. All while her hand was restoring the ice. The speed and temperature outside gradually increases just how much she was in control but it dangerous to screw up. Too slow and a number of mistakes could happen.Going too fast was the real caution warning. That board wouldn’t fair too well crashing into a chain link and definitely hurt. Worse yet, getting colder than she can tolerate before reluctantly handing over the reigns.

You’re going to falll...

Summer:*turning up music*......

Try to drown me out all you like, but at the end of the day I’m still here. I’m always here. Waiting for tiniest....littlest......most insignificant mistake. You always make you; it’s in your nature. Imperfection trying to be perfect.

Shiva’s voice was getting louder. Like a distorted whisper in her ear from a broken radio. Summer wiped the tears forming from her eyes and kept going. Her lungs were starting to feel like fire; the center of her chest feeling gripping tightly and making her movements sloppy. The next link she jumped over clipping the bottom of the board and caused an auditable yelp from the girl. The wind blowing behind her felt like fingers wrapping around her throat. She was getting too cold; Summer didn’t need a mirror to know how she looked right now. She wasn’t out of options yet though. Summer turned her body sideways and started to grind on the outermost part of the chains. It wasn’t gonna do the durability of the ice board any favors but she needed to slow down. Her new clothes was the next step. Summer made a small glyph on her pointer finger and dragged it along the fire dust stitching so the heat washed over her body more intensely for a moment. Her plan didn’t stop the cold completely but it was enough to get her out of danger.

Oooo that was a close one.

Summer:*trembling* (My mind is mine and my body is mine. My mind is mine and my body is mine. My mind is mine and my body is mine. My mind-)

Isn’t focusing on the chain...

At that moment the board had shattered right where one chain meets another. Summer didn’t even have time to scream before falling into the space between them and gets swallowed up by the clouds. What could’ve only been seconds felt like an eternity when she came through the other side greeted with the intense sight of Mantle’s lights. Snow gave way to the heated air and turned into ran that poured down as fast as she was falling. Summer couldn’t help but be terrified. Shiva wasn’t even speaking anymore and yet Summer couldn’t help but chastise herself at the entire situation. Lost focus, lost control, and about to lose her life.

Summer:(Maybe Shiva was right? I am an idiot) *closes eyes*

Shiva:*sitting* Of course I’m right. You make it too easy hehehe. Now.... *extends hand* about time I claimed my reward. Don’t worry though. I’ll make sure we never look wrong again.

Summer:.....no.

Shiva:N...no? I’m sorry, did I just hear you say no? You do know a few minutes at best you’ll- *eyes widened*

Dread came over her face as Summer smiled weakly at her. Shiva’s features slowly turned into a scowl; all appearance of having fun was replaced with pupils shaking with rage. Shiva quickly jumped at her but was blocked by a glyph. Her blood was starting to boil as she dragged her ice tipped nails down it. Nothing was going to keep her from the prize she has so diligently been waiting for. Summer felt like at rat starring at a python in a glass cage. The way their eyes met; the complete lack of hope she felt as Shiva keeps her eyes dead set on her. It was enough to scream if she could find the courage to even breathe.

Shiva:If you think I’m just gonna let your body hit the ground then you’ve got anything coming. I don’t do draws. I win and you lose. Then you keep losing, and losing, and losing; day after day as I live the life you could only dream of.

Summer:Any life you live is a nightmare I never want to have. If I can’t beat you then I’ll stop this stupid game of property dispute once and for all. Whatever it takes to keep my family safe from the likes of you!

Shiva:.....Hehehe hahahahaha HAHAHAHAHA!!

Summer:Why....why are you laughing? You’re not supposed to be laughing. You’re about to lose. You’re losing!

Shiva:You...haha you think....you think I’m the one hurting your family! Oh that is hilarious!!

Both of her hands raise up and press against the glyph. Shiva extends her arms forward before bending them quickly and head butting it. Creating a giant crack before it crumbles away right before Summer’s eyes. The scared girl can’t believe it. Even her last stitch effort has been destroyed. Summer turns halfway around to run before ice traps her legs and crawls up her body to her collarbone. Muscle and bones fail to giver the strength to free her while Shiva skips towards her. The fight was over before it truly began. Summer felt a hand grab her jaw and turn and forced her to look at Shiva once more; the playful demeanor Summer hated so much was back on Shiva’s smug face. It was enough to make her cry. The warmth of fresh tears should’ve washed over her face but got dismissed unexpectedly by her captor.

Shiva:Crying makes you look ugly. Your looks are all you have remember? Even if they’re basically a copy of dear old mommy.

Shiva:*grits teeth* What, now you’re just gonna play with me!? Get it over with alre- ah!

Shiva:*tightens grip* You’ve gotten too casual with me. Nobody orders me around. Especially a shrimp like you. Since you’re too dumb to notice, trying to take over right now would be stupid beyond belief and almost impossible. You’re not falling anymore; someone caught you. Oh well. Next time....

Summer:What are you talking ab-

Shiva snaps her fingers and everything starts to fade away including her and the ice. Summer starts to feel a strange sensation around her ribs before the blank space around her once again becomes a bird’s eye view of Mantle. Long white talons find themselves around the girl’s midsection and the face of a giant white nevermore looking at his lucky catch.

Nevermore:......

Summer:.....I’m guessing Winter is on your back huh?

He flings her forward and swoops underneath so she can land on his back. Yeah, suspicions confirmed.

Winter:I’ll give you fifteen seconds to explain yourself.

Summer:You can just yell at me.

Winter:I highly suggest you take the remaining twelve seconds. *raising right hand*

Summer:I wanted to against the cold while using diamond dust! I thought snowboarding down the chains would be perfect since I’m really good at it and you taught me so much about multitas-

Winter:Times up.

Summer:*flinches* Not my face! I’m so sorr-

Winter’s hand grabbed the girl and pulled her into a tight hug. Wind roaring the air and the sound of the summoned nevermore wings flapping was the only thing to break the silence. A minute passed before Winter’s finally spoke. Her voice slightly shaky and relieved.

Winter:I didn’t...I didn’t see the board when I first saw you. All I saw was you standing near the edge. Then you jumped....*sniffling* Do you realize how much of a heart attack you just gave me? Your mom said you were acting strange so I thought....I thought...

Summer:Auntie I would never! Honestly. Not in a million years. It was just training gone bad. Really bad. I’m sorry. *patting her back*

Winter:Thank the gods I was fast enough to save you!

Summer:......

That was right. She was saved again wasn’t she? Just like always. Summer’s arms finally hugged Winter back. Her thoughts and feelings swarming at the results of her so called challenged.

Summer:Yeah, thank goodness....

xxxx

“Funny, I’d forgotten about that day till now. The way Winter held me; cried for me. And what did I do to ease such concern? Same thing I always did to her. What I did to everyone. To myself. Damnit. I....I really was the monster here wasn’t I? Should’ve told the truth. Why in the gods didn’t I tell the damn truth? Guess I really am an idiot huh? Maybe if I wasn’t then things would’ve be different. I would’ve different. I...would still have them, but I don’t. I don’t have anything anymore; just the cold.”

Part 7

[thepaperpanda]

Warm Me Up || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

Summary: You travel in mountains with the gang. During stop, you got pretty intimate with your boyfriend, Arthur.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1641

Author: Cass & Rouge

The weather in the mountains was terrible.

It was snowing so heavily that it created a thick curtain that made it impossible to look through.

You were lucky, gang stopped in some old mine town.  

You even got your own little cabin, it wasn't perfect. The place was old but there was a fire in the fireplace.

You were sitting on a little cot, wrapped tightly in fur but the most important, you were sitting between your man's legs.

Arthur was currently busy, writing something in his journal.

"I like your consternation during noting things down," you whispered quietly, wrapping fur tightly around your figure. "Aren't you cold? I can make you a mug of coffee," you offered softly.

Arthur hummed turning his attention to you. "Did you said something darlin'? Sorry, I was away with my thoughts," he said softly and put journal away before wrapping arm around you.

"Coffee?," you asked again, smiling at him. You rolled a bit so you were kneeling between his legs. You rested head on his knee, eyes on him.

Arthur shook his head and pulled you into a hug. "Nah, you are warm enough. You and your fur,” he smiled, nuzzling to you.

"Me and my fur, hehe, that's cute of you," you grabbed man's palm. "Ough! Your hands are completely cold! I think I know how to warm you up..."

"They ain't that cold darling,” he said looking at you. "Hoe to warm me up?" Arthur asked.

You knelt between his legs, slowly slipping fur off your shoulders. It turned out that you weren't wearing anything beneath it.

Arthur blinked shocked. "And later hear from you that you are sick. Crazy woman," man sighed and took you into his arms.

You placed a kiss to his jaw, then to cheek and briefly to lips. After that, you kissed his jawline again and then you moved to his pulse point on his neck, laying casually between his legs.

He muttered deeply, looking at you. "Y/N, what are you doing? What if others will hear?," Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips

Your fingers were trailed against his muscular chest as you were slowly sucking his pulse point. "Shut up," you purred.

Arthur blinked and nodded slowly, giving himself completely to you.

You smiled at him and started to kiss down along his chest, playing with waistband of his pants. "Such a handsome man of you, Mr Morgan. All the muscles craved perfectly," you praised, getting lower and lower, along his happy trail.

"What a silly things you are saying…," Arthur blushed at your praises and those words for sure made him hard. He let out a sigh and rolled his hips softly, feeling how uncomfortable his pants became

You licked his stomach, smiling at him. You loved to tease that man, he looked like a bad guy yet deep inside he's just a soft bear. You unzipped his fly and tugged on his pants to pull them down.

Arthur growled as his hips bucked. He smiled and helped you with his pants. "Dirty girl."

"I can get even dirtier if you want," you looked at his soft cock and smiled. "What a beautiful view." You wrapped palm around it and pumped few times, then you slipped him into mouth.

Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips around his cock. "Jesus, Y/N," he growled as his cold rough hand moved through your hair to your nape.

You hummed around him, slowly sucking every inch of his shaft. Bobbing head faster and faster you were keeping control over him. Your eyes still on Arthur's face.

Arthur relaxed and leaned back, watching you Hand that was placed on your nape now forced to deepen your moves.

You pulled him out of your lips only to suck the tip. Then you spat in him. Meantime your hand traveled between your legs to rub your already wet clit.

"We ain’t gonna play like that sweetheart,"  Arthur smiled and pulled you up. He wrapped one arm around your waist and other moved to rub your wet clit. "Now I’m gonna tease you," Arthur purred into your ear.

Your body twitched at his touch, a wave of pleasure spilled over it. "God...," you whispered, sucking on your lip.

"Nah, only your Arthur," he kissed your lips deeply as two of his colossal fingers slipped into you and started moving. They moved out slowly only so he could push the roughly in.

"Oh my God...," you became a moaning mess in his arms, head rolled back, legs spread a bit for him. Your core was already sensitive enough and it was driving you crazy.

"Now, time for something else, sweetheart,” Artur purred, kissing your cheek.

He removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with the tip of his cock. He moved it along your pussy's lips to coat himself in your wetness. Arthur pulled you into a kiss before pushing himself slowly into you.

"Fuck...," you whispered briefly but as soon as he pushed himself in your pussy, you let out a loud lovingly moan. "Oh... Right there..." The feeling of having you man in was oh so magnificent. You spread legs wider for him, rubbing your clit.

Arthur moved you on your back to reach even deeper into you. He made sure to hit your g-spot. "C'mon, sweetheart, moan for me."

"Arthur!," his name rolled over your lips, "Harder! Fuck me, cowboy. Show me what you got!" Your hand moved to his buttock where you spanked him.

Arthur grabbed your hand and moved them over your head. He held them there with his firm grip, fucking you even harder.

"Yes! Yes!," you were screaming. His huge features above you, dominating you so easily made you even wetter. You loved him taking over control.

He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, panting against your shoulder. "Fuck, Y/N. You are so good to me. Your sweet tight pussy gonna make me cum soon," he growled.

You wrapped legs tightly around his wide hips, deepening his thrusts. "You like to fuck that pussy, don't you? You like how that pussy squeezes your cock oh so nicely, don't you?"

"Yes, I love fucking your pussy and I love how it squeezes my cock," he grunted.

It didn't take him long to cum deep inside of you. The feeling of your soft, warm pussy around his shaft was too overwhelming.

Suddenly the door opened, letting cold wind inside. It was Micah. "Hey, Cowpoke! Time to move your ass! Dutch is...," he looked at both of you, soon a nasty smile appeared on his face. "So? That's why you got your own hut, guess screwing your whore wouldn't be so nice with others around."

Arthur pulled you closer trying to shield you from this rat's eyes. "Get lost, Micah. Tell Dutch I will come soon."

Other man nodded, smile never left his lips. "It was nice seeing ya, Y/N," Micah winked at you and left.

Arthur sighed and looked at you sadly.

A deep blush was covering your face when Micah simply opened your door. It was not that you weren't sure of yourself, it was rather an anger building inside of you. "Fucker," you snapped when Arthur slipped himself off you, leaving you empty.

"These are too gently words to describe him."

Arthur sighed looking down on you. "Ah... Dutch can wait. Relax, darlin'," he purred and returned to you. Arthur settled between your legs before moving them on his shoulder. "I am so sorry, darlin'," he hummed quietly before burring his face in your cunt.

With loud whimpered you rolled head back on the pillow. Within second the excitement was built again. "Mr. Morgan...," your hands were slipped into his fluffy hair. The feeling of his beard scratching your soft thighs was breathtaking.

"Yes, Mrs. Morgan?," he purred before wrapping his lips around your clit. Two of his fingers slowly slipped inside of you, he made sure to reach as deep as it was possible before moving out.

Within next moment you were a moaning mess. Rolling your hips, moaning his name, your core was wet and sensitive enough to get you over the edge. "Arthur, I'll fucking cum! Fucking right there, suck that cunt!," you held his head as you bucked hips to him.

"Good," man smiled against you and happily fulfilled your wish, adding the third finger to fuck you even better.

"FUCCCK!," you screamed as your release took control over you. Your walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers. Your body trembled and you forced him to get closer to you so you could kiss his lips, tasting yourself on it.

He kissed you back, gently removing his fingers. "Such a good girl," Arthur purred against your lips.

You spanked his butt. "Better go to  meet Dutch."

Arthur laughed and kissed your forehead. "And you dress up. I know that now you are hot like iron but please. You will get sick."

He quickly sucked his finger and got ready to leave, he gave you one last kiss before he went outside.

A few days later gang decided to move. You were sitting on one horse with Arthur, his arm tightly wrapped around you. You coughed as shiver ran along your body. "Is it just me or temperature is getting lower? I'm freezing."

"It should go up, actually,” Arthur took off his glove and put his now bare hand on your forehead. He sighed deeply when he felt hot you were.

"Great. Just great. Hold this for me," bearded man handled you the reins.

When you took them, he started to move behind you. Suddenly his thick blue coat was placed on your shoulders. "I don't need it now, anyway. No more sex in the mountains," Arthur summed up, taking reins back from you.

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