#hawk x reader cobra kai smut

[cades-outsider]

Hawk X Reader SMUT

Warnings: Smut, just absolute SMUT!

A Burning Passion 4

  "I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

  "Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

  That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

  Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

-

  Hawk hadn't spoken to you since then. He wouldn't even glance at you in the halls, and even if he did he would throw snarky comments your way. You showed defeat, not daring to utter another word to him. In fear you'd only push him away more.

  Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was him, as you ran the tips of your fingers against your lips gazing at the mirror in the schools bathroom, you felt his lips on yours. Your fingers moved to your arm to which you could only feel how he was touching you that night.

  Your eyes started to water as your heart ached, why hadn't you gone after him that night? He was so sweet and caring until you let your mind get the best of you.

  You still had his hoodie from the last encounter. It smelt like him, and over time as it faded you grew more needing of him. Not just the sex and the thrill of being caught, but him.

  You were snapped back into reality when the bathroom door snapped open, your hands automatically come to wipe away the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

  As the stall door slammed shut you looked back into the mirror and let out a deep sigh, touching up your concealer to cover the puffiness under your eyes.

  The bell rang throughout the school house, signaling for lunch. Your heart started to race because of what you were about to do. You couldn't hold back anymore, all the cold shoulders and hateful glares Hawk sent your way ate you up.

  You rushed out of the bathroom and into the lunch room, automatically spotting Hawk and his friends as they were the loudest group.

  Hawk has his leg propped up onto the chair beside him, head to the side laughing because of something his friends had said. You were so close to backing out, but your legs had other plans as you neared his table.

Their laughter dies as Mitch slaps Hawk on the shoulder signaling your way, you now stood just a few feet away from him as he turned to look at who Mitch was pointing to. His smile automatically fades as he stands up quickly, his nostrils flare up and his jaw clenches.

"What do you want, princess?" He sneers with such venom as he closes the gap in between you two, he glares down at you while you look up at him with nervous eyes.

"I wanna talk about us" Your voice comes out weak and shaky.

"Us? There is no us Y/n" Hawks expression hardens at the word.

"You...you don't mean that..." You protest, your heart shatters as your legs grow weak.

"Oh I mean it, you of all people know I keep my word princess" he laughs angrily.

Your expression hardens, matching his anger. You needed him so bad that your emotions got the best of you, your anger started taking over, you couldn't take his constant switching up moments. Yes you had messed up, but so had he and right now he was acting entitled, he isn't the only one who gets to be angry.

You start to laugh, matching his anger as tears start to fall down your face. Though Hawk found you extremely hot in this moment, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Okay have it your way, but if you think we hated each other before then your in for a rude awakening...-" You lift your head up as you stand on your tippy toes, faces side by side and before you could even stop yourself. You whisper "-lip" into his ear.

You back away from his face, his eyes softened as he looked around subconsciously, his hand come up to cover his mouth before he could stop it. You felt bad, but that didn't stop a smirk from falling onto your lips.

It wasn't until you walked away and was out of his view when you pressed your hands against your head, squeezing your eyes shut "what the fuck did I just do..."

-

After that day you stood true to your word, you would flip him off in the hallways, laugh at him when he would trip up, constantly calling him lip or loser- even though you knew it hurt him and your heart twisted in pain every time you put him down you couldn't stop.

-

The coach blows the whistle, telling us to get back in place. You take your place in front of the soccer ball and on the sound of the whistle you start kicking the ball to the goal until someone's foot comes under yours, stealing the ball and causing you to trip.

"Thanks princess" Hawk mocks you with his laugh.

You glare at him as he laughs over his shoulder, but nonetheless you run up until your beside him, shoulder to shoulder you push him as hard as you can watching as he falls on his side.

You hear the sound of the whistle go off "let's take it easy on the physical contact!" The coach yells as it was your turn to mock Hawk.

You bend down to Hawks level "good job loser" you laugh as you start back running with the ball.

He's pissed. He stands up while the guy in front of him runs like a sloth, he's so pissed off he pushes the innocent guy harshly and watches as he hits the ground.

Another whistle goes off "hey!" The coach warns as you kick the ball into the goal, winning for your team.

You go for a water break as the coach yells for another round, you expect Hawk to come up to you but instead he yanks the red team shirt off and makes his way back into the school, to which you assume would be the locker rooms.

You couldn't help yourself so you went after him, just before the door to the boys locker room closes you wrap your fingers around the handle. Careful not to make too much noise you walk in, closing the door and locking it.

Hawk went to one of the sinks, placing both of his hands on either side. He looks in the mirror, sweat dripping from his face, his jaw clinched, nostrils flared and his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sink.

"Didn't know i got to you that much lip" You smirked, keeping up your act.

You watch as his eyes move from his face to yours through the mirror, he slams one of his hands against the sink and rushes over to you. His body flush against yours as he harshly pushes you up against the hard wood door. His right hand slams on the door just above your head.

Your skins on fire just from the small contact, the heat from his body dragging onto yours as your sweaty bodies collided. Your breathing picks up, eyes immediately drifting to his lips but quickly back to his eyes before he noticed.

"Who do you think you are princess?" Hawks gaze turns harsh as the veins and mussels show against his arms.

You don't give him a response at first, until you've finally had enough. You harshly push his body off of yours, "no. Don't you dare Hawk! I know it was wrong of me to act like a bitch that night, but you don't get to treat me the way you did and not expect me to do the same! I fucking hate you for that!" You yell.

  "Yeah? You hate me?" Hawk says almost seductively. He walks back up to you, hand on your waist "show me how much you hate me princess..." He starts breathing unevenly as you look up at him.

  You practically throw yourself on him, exactly like you did that night. But this time, you know you won't regret it. You grab Hawks face, eyes staring into each others while he tightens his grip on your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist in a death grip, you could already feel how hard he was for you.

  You smashed your lips onto his, moaning as he uses one of his hands to hold the back of your head as he kisses you like he's in love with you.

  Hawk try's to carry you to the bench but instead he ends up slamming your back into the lockers, creating a loud noise as you whimper and arch your back into his.

  Your eyes widen and you pull away from him, "wait we're at school Hawk" you say as you try to get down from his hold.

  "Oh no. You wanted this, you're gonna take it" He groans, he pushes his crotch into yours to keep you steady as he grabs the top of your gym shirt, ripping it in half exposing your bra covered tits.

  "What the fuck Hawk?!" You push his shoulder.

  "Shut up princess" He rolls his eyes as he places his lips on yours while his hands wander to your chest, feeling you up.

  He pulls away from the kiss only to actually carry you over to one of the very thin wood benches and places you on it so everything but your ass is against it.

  Hawk yanks his shirt off before he spreads your legs farther so he can bend down to your face. He lightly kisses your lips, trailing the small butterfly kisses all the way down while holding eye contact as you moan.

  He yanks your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing your bare pussy to him all over again. He wastes no time before pulling his own down, his hard cock dripping with pre-cum.

  He makes you watch as he strokes his cock with his hand, his head falls back as his mouth falls open "y/n" he moans out.

  "Fuck. Please Hawk...." You beg of him.

  He looks at you, still stroking his cock but at a faster pace "be patient princess" he whimpers as his cock starts leaking with more beads of pre-cum.

  You practically whine until he lightly slaps his cock on your clit, the slightest touch making you a whore for him.

  Your dripping pussy begging to be fucked by him, you roll your eyes at the teasing "c'mon stop being a loser and just fuck me already" you say, resorting to the worse possible comment. It worked.

  Hawks eyes turn a darker shade as his jaw clenches, forcefully he stuffs his cock into your soaked pussy. It takes you by surprise as you let a small squeal fall out by accident.

  His cock hits all the right places as he stretches you out, "can a loser fuck you like this?" He asks condescendingly as he uses both of his hands to yank your bra down, your perky tits bouncing with each harsh thrust.

  You don't say anything, it feels so good it leaves you speechless. Your hands go behind your head voluntarily to steady yourself, grabbing onto the sides of the bench. Your hair goes everywhere as your bodies slip together easily because of how sweaty you both were before.

  There was something so thrilling about the possibility of getting caught which only made you more wet, gushing around Hawks cock as your pussy makes lewd sounds.

You found yourself gazing up at him, he looked so pretty even in such a state. As his cock continues to fill you up in every way possible, you found yourself questioning why you even 'hated' him to begin with.

Maybe it was because he was an arrogant asshole sometimes, or because he would bully innocent people, or maybe just maybe it was because you were in love with him.

Your eyes meet Hawks again and in that moment you wanted to reveal all your deepest secrets to him. You wanted to tell him how much you were in love with him. You could barely suppress your moans until loud banging erupted from the other side of the locked door.

Hawk's hips stilled, cock fully stuffed inside of you. You're eyes widened as you covered your mouth and Hawk snapped his gaze over to the door. You both watch as the door knob starts to jiggle.

He pulls you up keeping his cock inside of you as he rushes to one of the showers, turning the hot water on and closing the thin curtain behind you both, once again slamming you up against the wall.

You're both completely soaked, you expect him to pull out of you as keys start to jiggle from behind the door but instead he looks you straight in the eyes "think you can be quite for me princess?" Hawk whispers, tightly wrapping his hand against your mouth as he smirks, not allowing you to answer him.

The next thing you know he's using his other hand that's holding you up to help move your hips with his, fucking you perfectly as your hips start moving with his hand movements.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the coach lets in the rest of the boys. You pray your underwear are somewhere out of sight as you're being fucked in the shower.

"Hawk is that you?" A voice calls out and you can barley comprehend what's going on, all you feel is pleasure from his cock.

"Yeah!" he yells over the shower, his breathing staggering as his head leans against yours.

You look so beautiful like this, his hand wrapped around your pretty mouth as you're taking his cock. He feels his high near, letting out more noises than intended.

The hot water from the shower has hawks hair completely down, crowned around his face. You've never seen him like this, your pussy clenches at the sight, your nails dig down his back, surely leaving marks.

He brings his mouth to your ear, hand tightening on your mouth "cum for me princess" he whimpers. That's it for you as your eyes roll in the back of your head, your cum leaking around his dick, tightening up around him.

Hawk clenches his jaw as he tries to stay quiet, fucking you with no mercy while he tries to make less noise as possible. Your hands move to his hair, pulling it as you feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim.

His movements still as he removes his hand from your mouth, letting it go to your other thigh to hold you upright. Hawk makes eye contact with you, he can't help himself from pressing his lips up against yours.

He's so gentle with you, he's slightly shaking from his orgasm as are you. He pulls away from your lips, listening as he hears the last person leave the locker room. You whimper as he falls out of you, gently placing you back on your feet.

He turns off the shower while you flip your bra back to its place, though it sticks to you like glue. Hawk pulls the thin curtain back in search for a towel. He grabs the nearest one and places it around you, grabbing one for himself.

You felt exhausted.

But the question is; What happens now?

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You immediately gained Hawk and Miguel’s attention as soon as you walked into the party. Their eyes shamelessly moved up and down your body, enraptured by the light reflecting off your smooth legs and the tightness of your top clinging to your chest. You threw your long hair back over your shoulders as you laughed at something your friend said. The way your face brightened was already a turn on for them if they were being quite honest.

Miguel stared in awe as if a goddess herself walked through the door. The beauty he was witnessing was one he knew he could never find again in the world. He would get down on his hands and knees to worship the ground you walked upon, do anything you asked him to in a heartbeat.

Hawk smirked to himself. He loved challenges and you looked like a puzzle that he had to complete. He could become anything you wanted him to if that meant you being under him by the end of the night. He’d let himself fall with the risk of not knowing if you were at the bottom or not. Your word would be sacred to him.

You were rummaging through the cooler for a drink when you noticed them. Hawk was leading with Miguel trailing behind.

“Looking for anything specific,” he asked. There was a lively glint in his eye that was easy to detect.

“Just something good,” you answered. “I don’t like to waste my time on disappointment.”

Hawk raised his eyebrows at the phrase, intrigued. “I’d hate for that to happen.” He walked past you to the fridge.

As he looked through, you glanced at his quiet friend. He sent you a sheepish smile that you returned.

“It’s Miguel, right,” you asked him.

“Um, ye— yeah. Yeah, it’s Miguel.”

The way you stared from head to toe made him inhale shakily. What were you thinking? What did you want from him?

Hawk handed you a bottle that made you nod, impressed. He walked back to Miguel and threw his arm around his shoulders.

“Only the baddest badass in the whole damn valley,” he bragged. This made Miguel’s cheeks glow red as he shook his head and laughed.

You observed the way they bantered with each other. Not exactly like brothers, but something different.

“I gotta get back to my friends, but I’ll see you guys later.” You popped the cap off the bottle and took a drink while you walked away.

Hawk’s face fell as he quickly turned around. “W— wait.” You looked over your shoulder at him. “We thought you wanted to hang out for a bit. With us.”

You looked back and forth between them. Between Hawk’s words and Miguel’s pleading eyes, they shared a look of desperation.

“Maybe later.”

Miguel’s shoulders slumped, dismayed, but Hawk patted his shoulder.

“She said later,” Hawk repeated once you left.

“And there was a maybe before it,” Miguel added. “What makes you think she’d want to hang out with us?”

“Because we’re awesome?” He spoke as if it was the most obvious observation in the world.

“Not when you say shit like that.”

Miguel pushed his shoulder playfully that Hawk returned with a grin. They moved past the moment to try and enjoy themselves with the rest of the party, unaware of you staring from a distance. The corner of your lip upturned watching them.

The party was going on for hours. Even when hoards of people left, the energy was still there. Throughout the night, you had exchanged small glances and smiles towards Hawk and Miguel, like you were acknowledging the fact you haven’t forgotten about them.

Miguel was watching from one of the lounge seats outside as you waved off to your friends driving away. He was confused to why you haven’t left, but it gave him a small amount of hope. That small feeling grew once he saw you walking towards them. He hit Hawk’s arm for his attention.

The boy looked at Miguel and back at you. His smirk returned.

“Mind if I sit?” Your head tilted to the side as you smiled. One leg was crossed over the other while you kept your hands behind your back. It looked purely innocent in their eyes.

“Go ahead.” Hawk gestured to the empty seat next to Miguel and took a drink from his cup.

Miguel noticed the way your skirt was riding up your legs when you sat down. His eyes shifted towards yours to see you were already staring at him, that same pretty smile on your face.

“So, you guys met doing karate,” you asked.

“A little before that. I guess karate brought us closer.” Hawk nudged Miguel’s arm with his fist softly.

“And which one of you is the best?” They seemed confused, so you clarified, “At karate.”

They were a little surprised at the forward question. Glancing at each other, they shrugged.

“Technically, Miguel’s won the All Valley tournament,” Hawk stated.

“Yeah, but so did you this year. Not to mention, you were in the semi-finals last year,” Miguel added. “And you represented us for the Sekai Tekai.”

You watched them curiously go back and forth as they engaged with one another.

“Look how that ended.” A bitter look overcame Hawk as he remembered the most recent fight.

“That doesn’t matter, man,” Miguel defended. “You would’ve won that fair if they didn’t cheat. That ref didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about.”

For a boy so shy and sweet looking, you liked the assertiveness he brought when it came to defending his friend. Hawk must’ve thought the same thing as his cheeks tinted a light red.

“I haven’t seen you guys fight before.” Your tone made it sound like a challenge. You didn’t say more after, but it also seemed like enough said.

“Have you ever wanted to do karate,” Miguel asked you.

“When I was younger, I did. My mom took me out, though, because she thought it gave me aggression issues. Which, it didn’t. She just thought it was too violent.” You rolled your eyes while leaning back in the chair.

“It can be.”

Both boys started remembering everything that had happened to them after joining karate. Although there were a lot of great moments, the bad ones could never be forgotten. There was a point in time they feared their friendship would never be the same anymore.

“Sounds like you two have a long history together,” you said. “Is there anything else you guys share besides karate?”

Miguel chuckled a bit. “What do you mean share?”

You shrugged innocently. “What do you think I mean?”

The two boys glanced at each other, unsure if they were understanding you correctly. You looked back and forth between them as you awaited an answer.

“I don’t know. I mean we’re kind of polar opposites in ways, I guess,” Hawk answered.

“So, like, one of you is a virgin and the other is a freak in the sheets?”

Miguel laughed nervously into his cup to hide his red face while Hawk found your questions amusing.

“Who would you think is who,” Hawk asked.

You hummed while tilting your head. You reached over to place your hand on Miguel’s shoulder, the tips of your fingers skimming his curls.

“You look as innocent as they come,” you told him. Noticing Hawk’s smug smile, you continued, “But it’s always the innocent ones that are the kinkiest, right?” You sat back in the chair, your touch leaving Miguel’s. “So, do either of you live around here?”

Miguel cleared his throat and pointed. “Yeah. Just over there.”

You nodded and stood up. They watched as you walked towards his apartment. You looked back at them.

“Are you coming?” You made sure to make eye contact with each boy.

Hawk and Miguel glanced at each other and quickly stood up, trailing behind. You waited patiently for Miguel to open the door and he welcomed you inside. It was dark, meaning no one was home.

“Where’s your bedroom?”

Miguel felt himself get choked up. “Bed— bedroom? It’s, um, it’s just down the hallway.”

You nodded, walking that way. Hawk was eagerly close behind with a restless Miguel. Thankfully, he cleaned his room beforehand.

You pushed open the door and stepped inside. “I like your posters.” You chuckled staring at a particular one. “My mom loves Guns N’ Roses. She plays it like every morning.”

The boys were too nervous to even respond. They were both wondering if this was heading into the direction they think it was. Their answer came quickly as you carefully sat down on Miguel’s bed. You didn’t say anything and looked at them with a single raised brow.

In a blink of an eye, the boys were on either side of you. You couldn’t help but smile at their excitement. They sat so close to you, your legs were pressed against the fabric of their jeans. A small breath left your lips as you looked at Hawk.

You placed your hand on his cheek and leaned in. He did the same until you turned your head last minute to place a gingerly kiss on his cheek. You pulled away with an innocent smile. The comforter crumpled under Hawk’s grip as he shifted relentlessly. You knew what you were doing.

You looked at Miguel who gulped. You paused your movements in silent questioning and received a nod in response. His hand immediantly grasped the side of your neck as you leaned up to kiss him.

God, Miguel Diaz had to be the most gentle person to ever exist.

He moved with such care, as if savoring the taste of you on his tongue. His grip on you never tightened, only held you close. A stirring in his stomach occurred as your hand moved to his knee and squeezed lightly. He could feel your movements slowing down as you started to pull away. He couldn’t help but chase you pathetically, receiving another squeeze on his knee as a promise.

You looked at Hawk again who was more than prepared. A small smirk was the last thing he saw on your lips before diving in. He moved at a quicker pace. His hand went to your inner thigh, making you squirm. A low moan came from you as he massaged the skin tenderly. For someone with such a soft touch, his mouth was otherwise.

When you pulled away, he attached himself to your neck, peppering kisses everywhere he could. You looked back at Miguel, seeing his blown-out eyes and parted lips. You used your thumb and pointer finger to grab his chin and guide him towards you. As his lips moved against yours, his hand travelled to your stomach and slowly made its way up.

You pulled away again and Miguel kept himself busy on the other side of your neck. You closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of both boys marking you up, their hands skimming around your body.

Hawk and Miguel pulled away and looked at you for their next move. You grabbed both of them, guiding them towards the middle until the three of you collided.

It was messy and hot. Parted lips claimed yours in a messy kiss, tongue sliding into your mouth and exploring every open space. You started going back and forth with them as they started closing in on you more and more. It nearly made it difficult to turn your head, but one of the boys was always there, awaiting their turn.

You slowly departed from them. But they kept going.

You leaned back on your elbows as Hawk and Miguel indulged with each other. You weren’t sure if they were aware of your lack of presence, or perhaps, they didn’t care. It was like they were starving for each other and succumbed into their cravings.

A low laugh came from you that made them stop. They stared at each other momentarily and looked at you.

“Just friends, my ass,” you retorted, sitting up. You still had a smile on your face as you kissed Hawk first, then Miguel. “You guys are adorable.”

Miguel rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips. He looked at Hawk who was in the same state, one of his arms wrapping around your waist as his chin rested on your shoulder. His hand found Miguel’s and gave a light squeeze.

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challengers, but cobra kai edition

[itsmarsss]

Vulgar Display of Power [Miguel Diaz x fem!Reader] (Cobra Kai)

You can never fucking beat him in a fight and it's getting frustrating.

Request: omg more miguel please!!! smutty if u can xx already dating if you want? Fic title comes from my (second) favorite Pantera album. Word count: 4,350 Warnings: SMUT. established relationship, theres plot but it only serves to justify the sex lol, i use present tense in this, degrading, first time sub!miguel kind of, handjob, fingering, oral sex, penetration (p in v), semi-public sex (i guess? no one's around but the location isn't exactly private), a lot of use of pet names (baby, babe, love, mi amor), so much swearing. obviously no one is a minor here I don't mention much context but can be read as hs senior year or later, doesn't really matter. if you're a minor kindly keep away from my blog and this fic please

“Fuck!”  You yell out as Sensei Lawrence announces Miguel’s win. In turn of your frustration, Miguel sports a grin that playfully mocked you.

Now don’t get it twisted, you’re not a bad fighter. You’re not even a good one- you’re great. The best, except for…

“Diaz! Good one.” Sensei Lawrence praises.

“Nice, dude!” Hawk comes to fist bump him.

Tory comes to you. “Girl get it together! You’re better than that!”

“I’m fucking trying.”

Miguel hears the two of you talking and decides to insert himself into the conversation. “Come on, it’s not a big deal.”

“I say this with love but it is a big deal and I’m gonna find a way to beat you.”

“Okay. Whatever you say.”

[. . .]

“Hey,” you hear Miguel call from behind you, turning around for a split second to look at him before getting back to packing your stuff to leave the dojo. 

“Hey.”

“So, are we still on for tonight?”

“Yeah. I just wanna go home first and take a shower.”

He scratches the back of his neck. “Hey are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“Something seems��� weird.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, babe,” you tell him, bringing a hand to his face and lightly tapping his cheek.

“You sure?”

“Yes! I just said it is!” You realize you blew up at him for no reason, immediately feeling bad for it and apologizing, not managing to look at him. “Sorry.”

“See? That’s what I mean!”

“I really am sorry.”

“Okay, but something’s clearly wrong.”

You stay silent, and he walks up to you, cornering you so you’d face him.

“What’s going on?”

Honestly, you don’t want to tell him. Because it would sound stupid. Because it is stupid. You don’t even exactly know why it had gotten so under your skin this time. 

“It’s fine. I’m just a bit off today.”

“You don’t have to talk about it, but you don't have to lie either.”

“Fine. You wanna know what’s wrong? I’m frustrated because you keep beating me.”

“What?”

“Every single time we’re picked to fight I just can’t fucking beat you. And yes, I’m glad you don’t go easy on me, cause that would be like a million times worse, but I'm frustrated with myself. You’re the only one I've never fully beat in a match. The closest I’ve ever gotten to that was a tie.”

“Well most of the time it ends up in a tie.” 

“Yeah but none of the time did it end with me winning.”

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset about this.”

“Of course you don’t. I just feel like if I still can’t beat you then have I really been getting better?”

“What? That’s nonsense, babe. You know that, right? Of course you’ve been getting better. We all have.”

“See I told you it would be stupid. I don't even know why I'm feeling this way.”

“That’s okay. We can just sort that out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll ask sensei for the keys.”

“What?”

“We’re gonna stay here and fight and we’re not gonna leave until you win.”

“That’s really not what I was trying to get from this-”

“What, are you scared?” He knew just how to tug on your strings. 

“Oh fuck no.”

“Then we’re doing this.”

“But what about the date?”

“We can go tomorrow. If you need my help today, I'll help you today.”

“Okay.”

[. . .]

“Alright, ready?”

You only nod your head yes, too focused to even speak.

“Okay. Round one.”

You get a couple punches in, but he’s faster than most of your hits. He wins..

You huff, annoyed. “Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Okay that’s it. Again.”

This time, determination runs through your veins, as tired as you were. Every single moment of feeling weak or inferior or as though you were seen by others as basically the female equivalent of Miguel, and not yourself, not someone capable of being better than him in any way, channeled into this round. 

And you won. This time, you fucking won. 

“Wait that’s three,” you realize.

“Yeah! You won!” Miguel celebrates.

“What?”

“You won, babe!”

“Oh my God. Holy fucking shit. I won?!”

He laughs, coming up to you. “You did.” He places a quick kiss on your lips, but you’re taken over by the adrenaline, pulling him back to you by the collar of his shirt when he went to pull away, tangling him into another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time around. “That was hot,” he comments, as you finally did let him part ways with you to breathe, your bodies still flushed together. 

You feel your cheeks burn at his comment. “I just kicked your ass,” you joke.

He doesn’t even seem fazed by the comment. “Yeah you did,” he grins.

“I did not expect that to unlock some sort of loser kink in you.”

“Hey! That’s not what this is!”

You lift an eyebrow, amused. 

“What, you’re telling me it’s a crime if my insanely hot girlfriend looks insanely hot while kicking my ass?”

“Should I kick your ass more often then?”

“You’re welcome to.”

“You’re so weird.”

“Shut up,” he retorts, finally having enough of the playful bantering, unable to wait a second longer to have your lips on his again. 

Miguel pulls you even closer to him- if that were even possible- by pulling on your waist, not wasting a second more before diving in again, pulling you into a kiss that is much more feral this time around. His actions scream that he wants you, and the high from having reached your goal and beat him in the last round mixed with the lust forming in you from seeing him so affected, so attracted to this, it feels good.

You suppose some people would maybe come into an issue if they found themselves in your place. Men aren’t exactly known for being great at dealing with women being better than them in… well, anything. But Miguel acted genuinely proud of you. Hell, he’d canceled your date night to help you with this because he realized it was important to you. And more than being supportive, he was turned on by your display of power. 

His kisses start trailing out of your lips, to your jaw, to the space below your ear. “You did so well, love. You should get something in turn, huh?”

Your mind was getting a bit foggy. Still, you join in playing his game. “I suppose I should. What are you gonna do?”

“Whatever you want me to,” he breathes out. Oh. That was definitely new. 

“Whatever I want?” He only nods, looking up at you, waiting to be told what to do. Holy shit, that was hot. “That sounds good.”

“Just tell me, please, I’ll make you feel so good, I promise,” he pleads. It was almost pathetic. You decide you’d never get enough of hearing him plead like that. You loved the times in which he was more dominant, but you could definitely get behind this too, no issues whatsoever.

You pretend to think. “I don’t think I will.”

“What? Why not?”

“I want you to guess.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“I- Uh- Ih-” he takes a deep breath. He liked that. You smiled. “I can do that.”

“Good boy,” you try, hoping he didn’t find it weird. 

Apparently, he didn’t. “Fuck. Fuck,” he lets out in almost strangled sounds, wordlessly dropping himself to the floor. He looks up at you with doe eyes, as if pleading for permission. You smile at him, signaling everything was okay. You cage his jaw with both your hands, and he closes his eyes for a moment, letting you play with his hair.

“You look so pretty like this,” you coo, and he feels it down his spine, his eyes fluttering open. 

“Sit.”

“What?”

“Sit,” he repeats himself, but it isn’t demanding. Not this time. 

“I heard you.”

“Sit, please, baby.”

You grin. You didn’t know you’d like this this much. “Of course, baby.” You sit down on the bench, legs closed. He parts them confidently, eyes not leaving yours as he does so slowly, positioning his body between them. With his face mere inches from yours, he looks up at you again. 

“Do you want me to kiss you?” He guesses. His cheeks red, he clearly looks embarrassed. It turned him on and it turned you on too. 

You nod eagerly, signaling he’d guessed right. He smiles and closes the distance between you, pulling you down and attaching his lips to yours. It starts out slow, tender, experimental- testing the waters. He grows eager pretty fast, though, kissing you harder, his hands traveling to either of your thighs and planting themselves there firmly, squeezing in a way that makes you gasp slightly in surprise. 

He pulls away just to tease you about it. That’s the kind of little shit he is.

“What was that for?”

“Nothing.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” 

“Not this then?”

He squeezes your thigh again and you try to act unbothered.” He notices though, pleased with himself.

“Oh shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t have to.”

He pulls you into a kiss again with no warning, more feral than before, his hand traveling upwards, inside the legs of the shorts you were wearing. 

“Take it off,” you pant out, a stern tone overtaking your words, and he complies without questioning. You smile, pleased with that. You lift your hips slightly for him and he throws the shorts somewhere on the floor behind you. 

He stares at your underwear for a few moments, as if lost in a trance. You laugh. “Hello? You here?”

“Yeah. Sorry. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.”

“Used to what?” You move a hand to caress his face. 

“The fact that I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.”

“Aw, do you like that, baby? Does it turn you on?” You ask, your tone almost mocking him.

He only nods his head yes, looking embarrassed.

“That’s good.” You make a show to slowly take off your shirt, a sudden surge of confidence running through your veins at his words, discarding it along with the shorts behind you.  His eyes widen and he mumbles a few words, the volume of his words so low you couldn’t make it out for the life of you, before he just surges forward again, not aiming for your lips this time, but for your jaw. 

“What was that?” You manage to breathe out as he continues his trail of kisses along your jaw.

“What?”

“If you’re gonna talk you’re gonna let me hear it. Got it?”

“Oh-okay.” He continues to place quick, slight pecks along your jawline, but you know exactly what he’s doing.

“You’re not distracting me from that. I wanna know what you said, baby. Wanna hear you.”

“I said- I said uh-“ he gulps. “It’s dumb.”

“That’s okay.”

“I just said ‘fuck me’.”

You let out a small laugh. “Oh. It was dumb,” you mock him again, and you can see he didn’t expect that.

“What?”

“I though you wanted to fuck me,” you joke.

 He doesn’t take it as a joke. “I do. I do I just meant- it was just-“ oh. This was for real. 

“I know, love. I was just teasing you. Okay? You’re being so good to me.”

His eyes almost sparkle at the praise. 

“You know I think I changed my mind.”

“What?” 

“Maybe I should fuck you.”

“What do you mean?”

You look down on him and smile, a genuine sweet smile. “Get up.”

“But-“

“I thought you said you’d do whatever i wanted you to,” you fake-pout. 

He doesn’t say a word before standing back up. You do the same, keeping your body flushed to his. You slowly turn the two of you around, cornering him until the back of his knees hit the bench and pushing him to sit down on it. 

Standing in front of him, you tilt your head to the side as you take in the view. He looked disheveled as ever. You loved it. “I think you’re wearing too many clothes.

“I- I can take it off.”

“Yeah I think you should.”

“What… what do you want me to take off?”

“Let’s go with the shirt first, baby. How about that?”

He nods furiously. “Yeah I can do that,” he takes his shirt off in a millisecond, throwing it with your clothes on the floor. 

“Oh, you look so pretty,” you coo, stepping closer to him and lifting his chin up to look at you. You make your way around the bench to be behind him, and you can see him gulp in anticipation. Fuck, you were loving this a little too much. You trace his biceps with your finger. “Your arms, I love your arms, you know that? So big and strong,” you exaggerate, and he quirks an eyebrow at the suspicious comment. This doesn’t sound like it was getting to a nice praising place. “And your body, I mean your abs. Your thighs, your thighs are so pretty, baby,” you crouch a bit, still behind him, wrapping yourself around his back so you could snake your arms to his thighs, still only tracing them with a single finger. “So how come you lost to me like a bitch?”

That seems to remind him very well of what was happening.

“It- it was one time.”

“One time you lost to me. But you’ve barely ever won, have you?”

He stays quiet. 

“Come on, baby, talk to me…” you pout, snaking your arms around his torso and kissing his neck.

“N-no.”

“Did you like that you lost to me baby?”

Quiet again.

“Did it turn you on?” You whisper in his ear and you can feel him take in big a breath. .

He couldn’t even look at you .

“Oh, pretty boy, I wanna hear your voice!”

He gulps again. “It- it turned me on,” he confesses. 

“I never knew you were into this sort of thing.”

“Me- me neither.”

“Do you like it when I’m stronger than you? When I tell you what to do?”

You remove yourself from his body entirely, and he whips his head at record speed to look at you, desperate for your touch again. You circle the bench once again, standing in front of him. You grab his jaw and lifts his head up to look at you, your other hand messing with his hair. “So pathetic. I’ve barely done anything to you and you’re this hard.”

You finally sit yourself down on his thighs, legs on either side of his torso, and he immediately and instinctively grabs your ass ‘for support’ as he’s always insisted with a grin. 

“You’re so fucking pathetic you’ll do anything I tell you to. Won’t you?” You pout, tilting your head.

“I’ll- I’ll do anything you want.” 

“That’s a good boy,” you mess with and pet his hair again. You loved it when it was just long enough for his curls to appear. 

He shivers. “Can you say it again?”

“Oh, no can do, baby. You’ll have to keep being a good boy to earn it.”

“I’ll- I’ll be a good boy, okay?”

You nod silently, your arms draped around his neck, and you pull yourself closer to get access to his face. You kiss along his jawline slowly, paying extra attention to the spots just under his ears, which made him shiver like crazy. When you find it sufficient, you move down to his neck, and he lets you, tilting his head to the side. You kiss down his neck, trying your best to not leave any marks. He’s still shivering now, and you know him well enough to know he’s okay, but can’t resist teasing him a bit more. 

“Oh no, baby, you’re trembling! Is everything okay?” You feign ignorance.  He doesn’t reply. “Aw are you too horny to speak to me? Is that the issue?” You mock.

He lifts his hips for some friction, an involuntary tell that he was enjoying this too. “Aw, do you like it when I’m mean to you? Huh?” You lift his chin again. He begrudgingly nods his head yes. You smile and move your hand from his chin to his cheeks, squeezing both off them. “Does my baby like it when I’m in control? When I handle you like this? When I call you names?” 

He tries to reply, but can’t really with you squeezing his face like that. 

“Oh I can’t hear you baby!” You let go of his face. “You’re gonna have to say it again.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I- I like it when you’re mean to me.” 

“I know, baby boy. I can feel it.” With no other warning, you palm him through his shorts. He was impossibly hard. Knowing he was liking this was for sure improving your confidence. The moment your hand meets his crotch his breathing becomes unsteady and he thrusts his hips up again, wanting more. You start kissing along his neck as you keep feeling him up through the shorts, and then he is gone. He lets himself let out delicious moans you would play on repeat if you could, tilting his head back to grant you better access to his neck. He wants more, and you know he does. But you want to hear him say it. 

After a few minutes, he does. 

“Please take it off.”

You press a gentle kiss to his neck, containing a grin. “What are you talking about, babe?”

“My shorts, take them off, please. Please, take them off.”

You press a quick peck on his lips this time. “You beg so pretty, baby. I think I’ll need more of that.”

He looks confused.

“Anything I tell you, right?” 

He nods. 

“Good. Eat me out.”

His eyes widen at the bluntness of it all. And then he realizes what you meant by needing more of his begging: you weren’t going to solve his little problem all that soon. 

“I- yes. Yeah.” 

You pull yourself off of him and he stands up as quickly as humanly possible, grabbing your hand and yanking you to Sensei’s office, rushing to move everything that was on his desk. You catch his drift and pull yourself up to sit on it. You’re so enthralled you don’t even really have the time to rethink what you’re doing and where you are. Miguel gets himself on his knees, and the sight of it from above is breathtaking. 

“Are you sure you wanna be on your knees? They’re gonna hurt.” You ask him, seriously this time.

“I don’t care,” is all he says, dismissing the thought. He pulls you closer to the edge of the desk, and you let yourself lean back on your elbows. He brings a hand up your thigh and takes off your underwear, you lift your hips up to help. 

He brings both his hands to your thighs, slowly pulling them apart, opening your legs. 

He wastes no time before diving in, startling you when, in a second, his head is between your thighs while his hands squeeze them hard and his mouth is suddenly on you. 

He moves his tongue up and down your clit, occasionally circling around it. Now and then he takes a long lick, from your hole to your clit, letting out a moan from time to time as he tastes you, and he picks up on the shaky breaths and loud moans you let out at that (and the way your hands fly to his hair, slightly pulling it.) 

He moves his tongue to your hole, licking and kissing around it before getting it inside.

It makes you almost want to scream out his name. 

“Oh my god. You’re being so good to me, baby. Please don’t stop-” 

You can feel his smile. 

He takes one of his hands off of your thigh and moves it to thumb at your clit as he keeps fucking you with his tongue. The feeling is heavenly, but you can’t help but want more. 

“Your fingers.” Is all you say, and he gets it.

Normally in a situation like this he’d be teasing you in some way, but right now just the thought of upsetting you with that and having you leaving him to finish himself off, or something down that lane, got him quiet. 

He changes what he’s doing, going back to flicking your clit with his tongue, and slowly inserting one of his fingers. You decide you want to tease a bit more. “That all you got?” You challenge him, knowing exactly what you’re doing. He inserts another finger, not taking the care to do it slowly this time, and he pushes them deep inside you, curling them upwards to make sure you felt it.

You let out a moan that’s so pornographic you’re almost embarrassed at it, but you can feel him grin at it, pleased with the reaction. He keeps on, but at a slow pace. In other instances, you didn’t mind some slow, passionate sex. You loved it, even. But right now you wanted to be fucked.

“Harder.”

He pulls his head up to kiss you. You let him. As you make out, your taste still on his tongue, his fingers thrust harder, deeper inside you, making you moan into his mouth, which Miguel seemed to enjoy a little too much.

You can feel yourself brimming an orgasm, and your words become nonsense as he keeps on, your noises becoming so higher-pitched you can barely register you’re the one making them. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum. Baby, I’m gonna cum. Holy fucking-“

It hits you suddenly, killing your train of thought. Your body trembles as he keeps thrusting his fingers into you, letting you ride out your high. He laps it all up gladly, but you pull him away, your clit oversensitive. 

That doesn’t mean you didn’t want more.

“Everything okay?” 

“Yes, baby. You were such a good boy. But I want you to fuck me now.” 

Miguel was still not used to you being this blunt. And honestly neither were you, for the matter. The words just kept coming out. 

“What- what do you want me to do?” 

You get close to his ear and whisper. “Whatever you want, baby.”

His eyes widen. Whatever he wants. 

 He pulls you off the desk and wordlessly takes you back to the locker room. He leaves you for a second to retrieve a condom from his bag. A prepared man, you’d say.

You manage to take a better look at him and laugh. He furrows his eyebrows together. “What?”

“You look so fucked out right now.”

He rolls his eyes at you and takes off his shorts, kicking them away. He goes to pull his boxers down but you stop him, stroking him in an agonizingly slow pace. He lets out a groan. “Please stop, I’m not gonna last.”

“Oh poor you.” You yank his boxers down. His dick is so hard it must be painful. And all from losing a fight and being called mean names. He walks the two of you backwards until your back is against a wall. He puts the condom on and looks at you for a green light. 

“Go on, baby.” 

He nods, pressing his cock into your hole slowly, letting you adjust to the intrusion.

“Fuck.” You breathe out.

“Was that a good fuck or a bad fuck? Does it hurt?”

“I’m alright. It was a good fuck.”

“Okay.” He hikes up one of your legs to his waist, and you think he’ll be content with that position, but he hikes up your other leg too, pressing your back even more firmly to the wall and supporting your weight by holding firmly onto the back of your thighs. 

“Woah what are you doing?”

He doesn’t bother responding, thrusting into you experimentally. 

“Holy shit.”

That is enough for him. His thrusts become harder, deeper, faster. He hadn’t realized just how desperate he was until now. 

Hitting the spot inside you that made you see stars with every thrust, it doesn’t take long for his breath to quicken and his thrusts to become sloppier. “I’m gonna- can I-“

Was he trying to ask for permission to cum? Holy fucking shit, that was hot.

“Shh, it’s okay baby. You’ve been so good. You can cum.”

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he chanted.

 You laugh as his desperation, but it quickly turns into a moan, with Miguel eager to cum and fucking you so hard now you can’t even understand how he could still hold up your weight while doing that. Bless you universe for giving you a strong, strong boyfriend. But all of that didn’t matter now, because he was fucking you so good you could feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm building again.

“Please don’t stop.” That was the first time you begged him for something the whole time.

“I won’t, mi amor.” Oh, that broke you. That one pet name didn’t come out all that frequently, so when it did, you felt giddy on the inside. 

With a few more thrusts, both of you reach your high, and at that point Miguel did have to pull you down, although your legs currently trembled so hard it was a little difficult to stand, but he helps you out after tying the condom up and throwing it away.

“Holy shit,” you finally let out. 

“Holy shit,” he agrees. 

“What were you saying about your loser kink again?”

“Will you shut up about that?” He smiles.

“Was I too mean to you? I might’ve gotten a little carried away."

He looks down to the floor in embarrassment as if he hadn’t just fucked you into oblivion. “I liked it.”

“That’s good baby. So, shower?”

“Yeah you stink,” he makes a disgusted face, plugging his nose and everything just to irritate you. 

You roll your eyes at him. 

A/N: pls be kind to me and cut me some slack i've never posted smut before 😭 i promise ive had sex before 😭 fighting for my life lmao

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The Enemy | Kwon x Fem!Reader

Summary: reader is the twin sister of Robby and Kwon takes an interest in her

Warnings: p in v, unprotected sex, smut with plot

Word count: 1.8k

Not proof read

Accompanying her brother and his friends to the community pool, yn sat in one of the pool side lounge chairs. Kicking her legs up, she stretches her arms and grabbed a book from her bag. "You're always nose deep in a book, why don't you take a break for once." Her twin roller his eyes at her, taking the book from her hands.

"Just because your a dumbass doesn't me I have to be Robby." She snapped back, snatching her book back from him. "Still doesn't defeat the fact that your at a pool reading a book." Giving her a matter of a fact look, she groaned putting her book back in her bag.

"If it weren't for dad, I wouldn't even be here." Robby smiled triumphantly, throwing his arm over his sister's shoulders. "This is so much better than staring at words all day." Shaking her head, she stood in line with him as they waited for take a turn on the slide.

Sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet submerged in the water watching her brother goof around with his friends. Yn smiled, loving to see her brother in such a good mood.

"How are you doing, beautiful?" He voice spoke behind her, head turning to see her brows knitted together. "Can I help you?" The boy smirked down at her before bending down to her level. "The names' Kwon and you are?" He questioned, dragging out his words.

"Yn Keene." She responded plainly, a little uneased by the suddency. A look washed over his face that she couldn't register. Before he can say another words, water splashed frantically in front of her, water flinging as Robby basically leaped out of the pool.

"Back away from my damn sister." He shoved Kwon back, taking a protective stance in front of yn. "Robby relax, he didn't do anything wrong." Yn stood, grimacing at her twin.

"He's Cobra Kai yn." He croaked, glaring at the male in front of him. "Him being here is wrong." Yn was taken aback, this is the first time she'd ever hear her brother talk like this.

Clicking his tongue, Kwon shook his head. "We can settle this here and now Keene." He took his stance, jaw clenching. "Woah break it up you two." The life guard stepped in. "Either you stop now or everyone can leave."

Glaring at Kwon, Robby took yns had and walked her away from the boy. His grip on her wrist was rough. Making it back to his group of friends, yn yanked her hand from him. "The fvck is your problem? All that karate bullsh!t has nothing to do with me." She snapped.

"I don't care, stay away from him yn." He argued back stepping back into the water. "Whatever Robby, I'm going home." She stomped away, snatching her things from her chair before leaving.

Yn hated the way he was when it came to all the karate junk. He became cocky, controlling and just out right annoying. Rolling her eyes, she unlocked the door to their apartment and slammed the door behind her.

At school the next day, yn saw Kwon at his locker and walked up to him. "Hey, uh I just wanted to apologize for the way my brother acted yesterday." Closing his locker, he lent his side against it smiling.

"Hm, I'm not sure I accept." Yn could hear the tease laced in his words and giggled. "Oh no.. what can I do to make it up to you." She played along, textbooks pressed to her chest. She looked like a stereotypical heart eyed school girl.

"How about a date?" He became serious, eyes sparkling with a glee of hope. Yn was shocked, words falling from her lips in a stumble. "Yeah, t..that sounds good." Her face burned seeing the excitement on his face.

"Meet me at the Roller Rink at 6." He smiled sweetly before walking past her to get to his class. Yn was excited, her first date ever.

Spinning around, she was met when a very angry looking Robby and the disappointed looks from his friends. Sighing deeply, head rolling as she made her way to him.

"Don't even say anything I know. 'He's the enemy' blah blah." She mocked his voice, lips piercing straight. "I don't want to see you with him again yn, I'm serious. He's bad news." He poked at her shoulder with each word.

Shaking him off, she pushed past him to get to her own class.

Sitting in front of her vanity, butchering the words to the song playing. She gleamed while applying her makeup. She had already showered and dressed herself. Adding the final touches to her outfit and removing the curlers from her hair, she did a little spin.

Tip toeing past her brothers room, slipping into her shoes and grabbing her keys, she hurriedly left the apartment. Taking the bus to get to the Roller Rink.

Stepping off the bus, a smile pulled at her lips when she saw Kwon waiting outside for her. Hands tucked in his pockets and rolling back and forth on the heels of his feet. He looked cute, his normal hard demeanor replaced by something softer.

His face lit up when he saw her walking his way. Taking his hands from his pockets and wiping them on the side of his pants. "You actually came." He chuckled, arms now crossed over his chest. "It was actually pretty exciting sneaky away from my brother." She laughed, following behind him as they headed inside.

Paying for their skates, Kwon helped yn tie the laced on hers before slipping into his own. Butterflies exploded in her stomach when her hand laid into his as he helped her up.

Rolling backwards, he leads her into the rink never letting go of her hand. She wobbled as they rolled around. "I haven't done this in so long." She admitted, eyes glued to her feet. "I got you don't worry." Words rolling off his tongue so sweet.

She wasn't sure about him at first but the more time she spent with him, she was drawn more to him.

The two laughed and talked as the rolled around. Yn slipped a few times and Kwon laughed every time, helping her stand again. Slapping his arm she gasped through a smile. "Not funny asshat." He snorted, lips quivering trying not to laugh. "Totally not laughing." The corners of his lips flickering.

Tripping over the back of her skate, she slipped again. Kwon grabbing her just before she hit the ground, pulling her to his chest. "You're so clumsy.." His words trailing off at they stared at each other. Her eyes flicking between both of his.

Then their lips collided, sparks flying around yn. Her hand lifting to hold the side of his face, kiss becoming deep and intimate.

Pulling apart, he helped her upright gaze darkening as she pants. Gulping and clearing her throat, she rubs her arm. "It's getting late, I think we should go." Skating past him, heart pounding in her chest and stumbling as she stepped up onto the carpeted floor.

It was quiet between them as they returned the skates. Eyes looking every where but each other when they left the building. "Can I walk you home?" He broke the silence. Yn could see the link hue in his cheeks. Nodding in agreement, they walk side by side in the direction of her apartment.

Kicking rocks under her feet, her stomach twirling every time Kwon's hand brushed against hers.

"This is me." She whispered, not wanting her brother to hear her. Sighing, Kwon stepped up to her, pressing his lips against hers again. "Good night." He turned to walk away when yn shouted, "wait." Hand slapping over her mouth with a wince and looking frantically behind her.

"Wait by that window." She directed, quietly making her way back into the apartment. Kicking her shoes off, she could here music coming from Robby's room as she crept past.

Closing her door behind her, she rushed to the window and slid it open for him. Understand what she wanted, Kwon climbed through the window.

Pressing her pointer finger over his lips, shushing him while biting her bottom lip, she led him to her bed, tugging on the bottom of his shirt.

Kicking his shoes off as he crawled up her bed above her, Kwon smiled down at her. "You're so beautiful." He whispered, hand brushing over her arm. "Come here." Yn chuckled, pressing her lips to his.

His hands explore her body, tongues dancing. Yn tugged at the bottom of his shirt, backing from his lips. "Take this off." She panted, releasing herself from her own top.

Throwing his shirt aside, Kwon hummed against her skin as he kisses done her chest. Sigh like moans leaving yns lips, gaze on him, watching his every move. Her toes curling when his hand graze over her clothed heat.

"Kwan.." She whimpers as he slides her jeans down her legs, tossing them just as he did with his shirt. He was quiet but he didn't have to speak, his gaze and the burn of his fingers against her skin was enough.

Unbuckling his jeans and pushing them down, he parted her legs, lips brushing hers as he slipped into her. His breath shakes hearing her moan for him.

The tension burned heavy between them. With every thrust, yns moans growing louder. Forgetting about everything, she let herself go. Eyes closing tight and back arching off the bed when he pounded into her sweet spot.

"fvck." Kwon groaned, brows furrowed, lips pressed together. His eyes glued to where their bodies were connecting, loving how she cleched around him.

The sounds of their bodies connecting mixed with yns screams of ecstasy filled the room. Bed scraping the floor beneath it as he railed into her harder, sweat dripping down his face.

Turning her on to her stomach, he pushes back into yn with an exasperated sigh. Biting down on the sheets yn moved her hips to match his thrust.

Kwon hissed, fingers digging deeper into her sides. "Just like that." The harder she fvcked back on to him, the more aggressive his grunts and groans became.

Pulling out quickly, Kwon grunts as he spewed his load onto her back. Chest heaving when he finishes.

The two were so caught up in the moment that they didn't notice the music from the next room stop.

Bringing yn into his arms, Kwon smiled and pecked her lips.

Just then, the bedroom door swung open. "What the fvck!" Robby shouted. Yn yanked her covers over her naked body. "Not only did I tell you to stay away from my sister, but you're in my house fvcking her!?" Robby's voice echoed throughout the apartment.

"Robby get out!" Yn yelled, throwing one of her pillows at the boy. Shaking his head, he turned, slamming the door behind him.

Kwon look mortified, hands covering his private area. "Let's hope I make it to my 19th birthday." He chuckled, body relaxing. "Just ignore him." Yn reassured, pulling him down into her arms.

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𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ⚠︎

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ⚠︎

Miguel Diaz

𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 & axel kovacevic ⚠︎

𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 ⚠︎

𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨��𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

Robby Keene

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠︎

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ⚠︎

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 (sister!reader)

𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 & miguel diaz

Kwon Jae-Sung

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮… 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

Eli Moskowitz "Hawk"

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 ⚠︎

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 ⚠︎

Sensei Wolf

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

more...

Tory Nichols

𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 ⚠︎

Sam Larusso

𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

Daniel Larusso

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⚠︎

Johnny Lawrence

𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 ⚠︎

Anthony Larusso

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞

𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⚠︎

𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ⚠︎

Yoon Do-Jin

𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭

Kenny Payne

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ⚠︎

Yasmine

𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ⚠︎

Demetri

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⚠︎

Kim Da-Eun

𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 ⚠︎

Terry Silver

𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 ⚠︎

Maria Alvarez

𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚

Cobra Kai

𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞

[phoniexrose02]

can u do hawk x reader smut, praise kink and most importantly like aftercare and cleanup.. I READ UR MIGUEL STORIES AND THEY WERE RLLY GOOD

Forbidden Fruit

Hawk/Eli Moskowitz x Payne! Reader

When Ms. laRusso came to recruit Kenny for the Sekai Tekai, you decided to tag along to “Chaperone” your brother to spain.

When in all reality you were going to go smooch on you secret love, When you two had found out he was taking Devons place Robby and Migs giggled at how fast you two had managed to slip away.

“I got my own Room~” you hummed in the hotel hallway, Eli waisted no time pulling you in for a Kiss.

“I’ve Missed you Gorgeous~” he kissed at your neck, his fingers pulling at the back thong you wore.” I missed you too but we gotta be careful so the room?” He pouted but pulled away to let you lead the way. “Have you…thought about meeting my family??”

Hawk let out a grumble before shrugging, the last thing they needed was some drama along with their shit performance at Sekai TeKai. “No way…Your little brother already hates me”

“Big brother too”

“I’m really not trying to fight anyone-“

“They won’t touch you, Cause they know ill Give them shit! Look i came to help you relax“ you stopped to your door placing the card to it to open, his hands hugged your waist as you entered. He hummed feeling the cool AC, his eyes soon set his eyes on the king Mattress in the Middle.“Oh~I’m definitely sleeping Here Tonight All this Karate has me so tired”

He pulled off his backpack, as you kicked off you shoes and quickly plopped onto the Bed Exhausted as well.”I hate planes” He chuckled doing the same, he pulled you towards him as climbed in. “how could you get such a nice room last minute??”

“I got a small job on Campus, that and my dad’s allowance”

“Still stressing about MIT too..?”

“Ugh god don’t remind me…Demetri won’t Shut up-“

“ Aah~ i heard he fucked up pretty bad~” you giggled as you remembered how Pissed Yasmine sounded over FaceTime. He spooned you close in the Giant Bed. “Demetri tried to get me to talk to other girls” he kissed at your neck as he held you close to his growing wood. “But i only want you baby~”

You hummed as the heat in your legs grew. you turned to face him, a Smirk coming to his face as you took his face in your hands.”i want you too Eli~”

You wrapped your arms around his neck as. “imma always be Loyal to you baby~” you gave his lips a quick peck he pulled your thick thighs against around his waist as you two began Furiously making out.

After awhile you had discarded your Clothes all over the Room and Eli couldn’t keep his hands off your Beautiful Body. He Started at the top biting at your earlobe before shuffling down to your Neck where he left Dark Hickeys to mark his Territory.”Mm~ your not too worried hm?~” he kisses into the Croak of your Neck before Continuing your Hickey trail down to your tits.

He gently grabbed at your Brown Breast smirking as he jiggles them, he finally pops a nipple into his Lips with a Low Hum. His warm mouth making you wiggle Shiver for something More.

You squeezed your legs Shut Doing the best to give yourself some friction , He pulled your thighs apart as he licked his lips “Your too damn beautiful to hide Y/n/n~” He Hooked his warm arms around thighs before pulling your Lips apart to get a better look. He smirked up at you before playfully Flicking at your Clit making your Twitch an Jerk in his Arms.”Aah! Don’t tease Eli~”

“You think your all ready for me SweetHeart? Ready for me to Fuck you?~” you nodded quickly as you bite your lip, he hummed as he sat up pulling hips closer, the Tip Slipping against your Clit causing a Twitch as he kept your legs open for him.

He finally Pushed in, his Thick Mushroom Tip Stretching out your Tight Walls.”Hhhgh!~ Fuck Eli”. It had only been about two weeks since you too had last been intimate, But for whatever reason it felt like as tight as first time. He sunk down till your pussy gripped at every inch of his Dick, than he held still kissing an Biting at your neck as you Adjusted to him. You hugged him close, your bodies Keeping each other Warm before he slowly thrusting in.

“Mm~ ive missed this Pussy too baby~”

“Fuck you Digging so Deep!~” he shoved as deep as he could fit an Wiggled his hips a mischievous Grin on his Face as he watched you fall apart.”You like that shit baby?~” you nodded as you placed your hands on his broad chest, your legs Shivering in his arms as he began digging you out again.” Shi Mamas! Finna Cum~”

“oh my god!~ Cum in Me! Don’t stop till there nothing Left!!” Your Screamed in Pure Bliss as he pounded you into the Mattress below, Your finally burst dragging nails down his back as he does the same, you held each other tight as he fucked his Cum Deep into you.

You shivered as he pulled out an laid next to you, as poor hawk laid Exhausted trying to catch his Breath you snuggled up next him drawing shapes over the skin of his pecs.” Damn you really were Tired” you giggled out and he finally looked over to you. “Not that Tired” he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you to get on top.

“Ready for Round 2??”

Bonus ✨

Eli expected to wake up eariler than you so he could sneak back to him an the boys shared room, what he wasn’t Expecting was to be Caught Exiting your Room By Kenny.

“Hawk! Are you Seriously trying to bang my Sister?!?!”

Cobra Kai 🐍

[velvrei]

hi i was the anon who requested anything with miguel and angst and just now saw you don’t write angst. so sorry about that! but really would appreciate literally anything with miguel haha thank you 😊

no worries love!! i hope you enjoy

…

you’re sitting on the couch in miguel’s living room, your legs curled underneath you, a soft blanket draped over your shoulders. miguel’s beside you, pretending to watch the movie playing on the tv, but you can feel his eyes drifting toward you every few seconds.

“you’re not even paying attention,” you tease, nudging him lightly with your elbow.

he grins, that easy, boyish smile that makes your chest feel all warm. “can you blame me? you’re way more interesting than some boring movie.”

you roll your eyes, but you’re smiling too. “smooth, diaz. real smooth.”

“what, it’s true!” he says, laughing, and then he shifts closer, the couch dipping under his weight. his thigh brushes against yours, and neither of you moves away.

for a second, it’s quiet except for the sounds of the movie in the background. miguel’s hand is resting on the couch between you two, fingers drumming nervously, almost like he’s waiting for something.

you glance at him from under your lashes, biting your lip just a little. “you’re staring again.”

“can’t help it,” he says, voice softer now. “you’re… kinda my favorite thing to look at.”

your heart trips over itself, and before you can second-guess it, you tug the edge of the blanket, pulling him under it with you. he laughs in surprise but lets you, his face just inches from yours now.

“what about now?” you whisper, feeling bold.

he looks at you like you hung the stars. “now it’s even better,” he says, and he leans in slowly, giving you every chance to pull away — but you don’t.

you meet him halfway, noses bumping clumsily at first, and you both giggle against each other’s lips before it melts into a kiss so sweet it feels like the world outside the blanket doesn’t even exist.

…

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[elimoskowitzs-wife]

Eli moskowitz x fem Diaz reader

Warnings-making out, swearing, hickeys, pre hawk, idk if its a warning but mentions of anxiety

Note- this is a eli moskowitz pre hawk but with hawks relationship behaviour if that makes sence

It was the night of the halloween dance you shown up with your twin brother Miguel, Miguel in his skeleton costume and you was in a nurses outfit but with a extremely short skirt

'oooh skeleton costume classic' demetri said before looking at you 'nurse guessing your matching with eli'. 'thanks demitri and I like your sorcerer costume' Miguel looked at his friend who looked back in shock 'I'm a necromancer did you not see the amulet' demitri jokingly scoffs

You and eli was hugging 'so are you a regular doctor or' Miguel looked at his twin sisters boyfriend who is also is his best friend 'I uh I'm a plastic surgeon I uh fix lips' eli stuttered out

You all went to the punch table eli drinking under his mask so you whispered in his ear that he didn't need to and it made him go a light shade of pink when you was having a sip of punch he moved some hair out your eyes and u smile at him

You all go stand outside you was sorting your skirt out the wind blowing at you all while eli was stood his hands on the side of your skirt keeping it from blowing up

'want to come mine after' eli pulls his mask from his face so you could hear him better 'yeah I'll get Miguel to tell my mum' you shivered when a strong gust of wind blows at you all demitri and Miguel having there own conversations

Eli took his jacket off and placed it on you rubbing your arms to keep you warm

After the dance.

Eli's mum picked you both up once eli and you got in the car eli took his mask off 'this is yn' eli said to his mum as you nervously waved at the brown hair woman in the driver's seat

Your legs was bobbing up and down from anxiety you moved your hair over your neck to hide the little bite mark off eli on your neck

Once you got to his house he pulled you to his room and sat you on his bed 'eli keep the door slightly open I was a teenager once before belive it or not' his mum shouts

You and eli was taking photos and putting them on Instagram you both had private accounts so only a few people could see them

@ xYn.DiazXx my beautiful girl it was a photo of the pair of you and he had a red lipstick mark on his cheek

You was sat on eli's lap and he kept kissing you till he kept hold of the kiss your hand was on his jaw and his was on your hips eli's tounge entered your mouth and you smirked against his lips

Once you both pulled away from eachother to cat your breath you both smiled at eachother

Eli pulled you back in by your hips kissing you again your left hand was in his hair your right one still on his jaw

Eli's right hand moved from your hip to your butt causing you to let out a small whimper

You gripped onto his shirt and eli smirked moving his other hand to your butt making you squirm he kept smirking till your stone cold hands touched his stomach and he gasped

The next thing you know is that your pulling away to the sound of eli's mum and your mum at his bedroom door you both jumped

'me and eli's mum are gonna have a coffee so gather yourselfs together' Carmen your mum said in shock of her extremely shy daughter and shy best friend that was a secret boyfriend that Miguel knew before her was heavily making out

You went bright red embarresed you both look on eli's wardrobe mirror to see eli's neck a mess in dark purple marks and yours in purple marks

[novelsbynia]

ANIMALS:

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Chapter Eleven: Animals

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Warnings For Chapter: SMUT, language

Songs for chapter: Animals by Maroon 5, I’m Yours by Isabel Larosa

Master list

Friday December 5th

The front door to the Lawrence residence swung open. Miguel and Selina shuffling in, Miguel's hands never left her waist as Selina lips never left his. After shutting the door Miguel was quick to wrap his fingers around the dip of her waist.

Lifting Selina up swiftly, Miguel slammed her back against the front door. Selina smirked to herself, remember the last time she was thrown against this door. Selina dipped her head to his neck attacking it with kisses and light suction as she rolled her hips onto his slightly. Miguel let out a small groan at the sensation.

That was all Selina needed to set the fire in him thats been building all night ablaze. "You've been more gentle when we've spared recently." Selina whispered in between kisses being placed onto his neck. She paused for a moment to bring her lips back to his. Brushing her own against his but not giving in yet. "You gonna gentle when you fuck me too?" Selina egged him on with a smirk on her lips.

Thats all Miguel needed. Selina watched his eyes darken. Miguel removed his right hand away from Selina's hip and snaked its way up the slit on her dress. Moving her black thong to the side Miguel slid his middle and ring finger into her core.

A whimper escaped Selina as she rested her forehead on Miguels. His finger's continuously moving in a come here motion hitting the spot she needed him. "Look at me." Miguel instructed but Selina couldn't focus on his words. "Selina look at me." Miguel growled. Selina's ice blues connected with his baby browns as she tried to focus.

"You're mine. Got it?" Miguel slid his fingers out from her and quickly undid his belt. "No one else's." Free from the black leather belt, Miguel undid the button and zipper of his black dress pant.

Pulling himself out quickly he looked back into her needy eyes. "Mine." Miguel repeated as he slid into her without warning. The action itself made Selina's head drop back against the door in pleasure.

Miguel shifted his hips but didn't move after that. "Miguel." Selina whined, frustrated at the feeling of him not moving. "Say it." Miguel demanded but Selina stayed silent. The only sound that escaped her was the sound of her heavy breathing. Selina looked up at his dark eyes and dominant demeanor.

Part of her didn't want to give him the satisfaction but the other part really needed him and she knew which part was going to win.

Miguel shifted his hips again sending a wave of pleasure through her. Selina finally caved. "Fuck. I'm yours." With that without hesitation Miguel started moving at the pace she desperately needed him.

Her fingers gripping his curls as she brought him back to her red lips. The kiss was needy and hot and unfocused as Selina would let off her moans into his mouth. "Joder princesa." Miguel groaned.

Miguel felt her clench around him the second the spanish words left his mouth. He made a mental note of that for later. He drew his attention away from Selina for one second to the lock on the front door next to them.

His fingers left her skin for just a second to turn the lock. His hands went back to grip her waist. Pulling her away from the door and holding her close to try to stay in her Miguel made his way to Selina's room.

Laying her down gently on the bed as he hovered over her he pulled out for a second. Working the buttons to his black dress shirt as quick as he could.

He just wanted to feel her skin on his. Discarding his dress shirt and undershirt to the floor along with his dress slacks. Selina eyes glanced up slowly from his v-line up to his lust filled eyes.

Pulling the straps off her shoulder and slowly pulling the dress down her small frame. Fingers grabbing the bands of her thong along the way.

The red dress Miguel once loved joined the rest of the clothes on the floor. His lips planting a small kiss on her cheek before Miguel guided himself back into her, holding her close this time.

Selina let out an angelic moan to Miguel's ears. He could never not hear it, he could never get tired of that sound. Miguel watched her eyebrows furrow and her bottom lip between her teeth trying to muffle her sound. "Don't do that." Miguel told her. "I want to hear you."

Selina nodded as her lust filled eyes met his. He looked at her lips then back up at her eyes. His right hand slowly made its way to her bare chest. His fingertips touching softly on her skin, making their way up to her neck.

His eyes staying on hers searching for a red light from her as he tested the waters. Selina bit her lip hard again as she watched him. He wrapped his fingertips around her throat applying a small amount of pressure causing Selina's eyes to roll.

That's what had him. He quickly crashed his lips onto hers as his hips sped up. He could feel her tightening around him, she was getting close and so was he. Miguel grabbed her neck with more force bringing her closer to him. "I knew you were a little slut." and with that Selina called out his name as her high washed over her and Miguels not long after.

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Selina listened to the sound of Miguel's heartbeat from under her. This was new, usually after sex they would joke, talk, or watch a movie or show but never snuggle. She didn't think they were going to either till Miguel pulled her onto him.

Now here they were his finger tips painting pictures on her bare back as Selina followed the outline of his muscles on his chest. Miguel’s chin resting on the top of Selina's head as he enjoyed feeling her smooth skin under his touch.

They both knew that this was new territory and over all dangerous territory but they didn't want to ruin it or change it. Selina looked up at Miguel who's eyes met hers. He studied the look on her face. It was the look of vulnerability. Scared of what the next step was or what the next word was. Truthfully Miguel was too.

Miguel brought his right hand up to her face moving a piece of hair away from her eyes and behind her ear while the other stayed on her back. From there his right hand cupped her cheek bringing her lips to his in a light but passionate kiss. Selina slowly started to shift her body onto his. Miguel sat up to meet her halfway.

His right hand still cupping her cheek as his left wrapped around her waist bringing her as close to him as he could. Selina's hands traveled from his curls down to his length, lifting her hips up for a second before sitting back down. Gasps escaping both of them as Selina started to slowly rock back and forth.

Their lips separated as Selina looked into Miguels eyes. It was intimate, it was different than what it usually was. They both knew it. "Miguel." Selina whimpered. "I’m yours baby." The pet name rolled off Miguels tongue with such ease. Robby's ringtone went off on Selina's phone. Glancing over at her phone Selina knew they had to hurry up. "Miguel he's on the way-"

"I know. I just want to hold you." Selina nodded at Miguel's words as her lips found his once again. Her hips continued to roll slowly as she took in every ounce of him. His fingertips would continue to trace her skin as he would keep eye contact. Both scared but didn’t want to stop.

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Selina was in the shower for about five minutes when Miguel heard the front door lock start to be fidgeted with. He was on the last button on his black dress shirt. He looked around the room and saw his green hoodie on the back of Selina's desk chair. He quickly grabbed it and started to walk out of her room. When Robby turned back around from closing the front door he was surprised to see Miguel in his kitchen. "What are you doing here?"

"Doing laundry and I forgot my sweatshirt here the other day." Miguel gestured to the sweatshirt in his hand. "Okay..."Robby trailed off. "With the door locked?" he asked.

"It's a habit." Miguel wasn't lying at that part. It was a habit, he was always the one locking the door at his place. Robby squinted his eyes "Are your lips red?" he asked. "What?" Miguel could feel his eyes widen a little. "Your lips, they look red." Robby pointed. "Might've been from the punch."

"Uh huh. Well since you're here wanna play the game?" Robby tried to switch the subject. "I can't, I have to finish my laundry than I'm gonna head to bed. Kinda tired." Miguel sighed. "Okay, have you seen Selina?"

"I think she's in the shower. I don't know how long she's been in there she's was in there when I got here." Miguel shrugged. "I'll see what she's up to when she's done. Maybe she'll beat your high score."

Miguel internally chuckled. After the night she's had her heads going to hit the pillow fast. "She wishes. Anyways night dude." Miguel patted Robby's shoulder as he passed. "Night." Robby watched Miguel leave and as he did he knew he just caught Miguel in a lie. He was just wonder what kind. Miguel on the other hand, closing the door behind him. He held the hoodie up to his nose. It smelled just like her.

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When Selina got out of her long shower she sighed as the steam hit her when she opened the curtain. Her body felt tired but refreshed. After she put on her robe and left the bathroom she was quickly met with Robby in the hallway on the way to his room. Panic started to set in her. Did he see Miguel in her bed? How long has he been home? Is Miguel still here? "Hey." Robby greeted her. "Hey." Selina greeted nonchalantly as she tried to make her way towards her room across the hall.

"So what happened tonight?" Robby's question grabbed Selina's full attention instantly. "What?" Selina muttered. "The dance? You left, no one could find you. Theo said you went to get the bathroom and..." Robby trailed off. "Then we couldn't find Miguel either." Robby finished. Selina gulped as her mind faced trying to find some sort of excuse. "I um- I got sick and Miguel found me in the hall. I was throwing up so he drove me home."

"Hmm that's nice of him. Then he stayed to make sure you were okay?" Robby asked. Wondering what her answer would as he looked down at his sister. He was curious if he would catch her in the same lie Miguel tried to use. "Yeah," Selina slowly nodded. "Hmm and he stayed here the whole time?"

"Yeah he was just in the living room watching tv." Selina shrugged her shoulders trying to make her lie more convincing. However, there was no convincing Robby. They didn't have their stories straight and that's all Robby needed.

He was still confused on why though. "Are you feeling better now?" Robby asked. "Yeah I'm exhausted to be honest." Robby nodded at his sister. "Okay well I'm gonna let you sleep then. Good night."

"Night Robby." Selina spoke softly as she continued to her room. Opening her bedroom door she looked over to her desk chair. His sweatshirt was gone. She wanted to wear it to bed. It was comfortable and it fit her like a night gown. It was perfect for sleep and he took it. Selina sighed as she sat on the edge of her bed.

Thinking about the events of the night, more specifically the more intimate moment between them. They never experienced that together.

Never experienced the closeness, sure he would ask her if she was okay and they would kiss each other when they would have sex. However the slowness, the cuddling, the slow kisses, the eye contact, and the pet name. Selina didn't know what to make of it either and honestly it terrified her.

Miguel wasn't any better as he sat on the couch flipping through channels on the television but not paying attention to any of them. He was thinking about how much Selina made his blood boil tonight. How much the sight of her and Theo together made him feel like punching everything and anything.

How he let out that anger on her but then how quickly that changed. It was almost romantic. He knew just as much as she did romance was not in the cards for them. It couldn't be. They were friends, borderline enemies is more like it. They were enemies who like to let out their frustrations on each other.

Thats all, and that's all he had to keep telling himself. He grabbed the ends of his green sweatshirt he and lifted it over his head leaving him in his tee shirt. He decided to wash the sweatshirt the next day.

[johnnysbl0ndehair]

Guys you should totally send me your Cobra Kai dirty Thots (or the karate kid)

[veryberryjelly]

ok maybeeee 3 and 4 from the prompt list for poly!moonhawk

(also if you want me to resend this as a celebration request i totally will and also i can and will send more if that won’t be overwhelming, i just love this idea so much)

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

i am for real so excited to write for this pairing !!

i got very carried away

3- hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve

4- ^^ the other notices so they pull them into a hug, smiling as they just watch them melt

while you had never been much of a fan of karate, you knew this was something you could not miss.

your boyfriends dojo was competing in the all valley tournament and you and your girlfriend were sat amongst the rivalling dojo's families almost on the edge of your seat.

while moon had assured you a number of times that everything was going to be fine, it didnt stop your nerves.

you knew hawk could handle himself, but that didnt lessen the fear of him getting seriously injured.

one wrong move and he could break something major.

it was different when you stopped by the dojo to see him training, because while part of the motto of cobra kai was ' no mercy ' no one in there was set out to truly hurt their friends.

he could get truly hurt out here.

you had shared your concerns with moon last night while hawk was doing some last minute training.

laying on her bed doing nothing in particular apart from chatting with some music in the background with her head rested in your lap.

your're not sure how you ended up sitting like it but you weren't complaining.

' hawk's going to be okay tomorrow, right? i mean- i know he does this practically every day, but it's different. these people aren't his friends, they aren't going to pull their punches. '

while you talked you felt moons hand lift to thread her fingers through yours, pulling them to her chest and pressing a short kiss onto them.

' he's going to be fine. he knows what he's doing. they're not going to pull their punches but there's referees so it's safer than a street fight. '

her words went quite a long way to comfort you as this was going to be your first time watching hawk compete while moon had seen him before.

you could trust her words.

but it didnt completely squash the nerves in the pit of your stomach.

even when hawk returned from training and told you himself that he was going to be fine.

the three of you stayed at moons overnight with the plan to drive to the tournament tomorrow morning.

and that's exactly what you all did.

after arriving at the tournament, hawk went off to join his dojo after both you and moon wished him luck and told him to kick ass.

the two of you had been sat on the benches of there venue waiting for cobra kai to compete.

more specifically, waiting for hawk to step up to the mat.

when you heard his name called you could feel moon stiffen beside you and you had the exact same reaction, your hand reaching out to grasp onto hers.

the guy he was up against was big. he looked to be about 160 pounds of pure muscle with at least 8 inches on hawk including his hair.

" oh god " you muttered under your breath, watching as both contenders bowed to eachother before assuming their first fighting position.

it was as though you blacked out until the referee called the fight, announcing hawk as the winner, even if his bloodied nose said otherwise.

it was your first time seeing him fight outside of practising at the dojo and he was very good.

with every fight it got easier to watch, until you were actually enjoying seeing him do something he loved.

until the semi finals.

you and moon were both up on your feet at this point, partially out of nerves and just needing to stand up, and partially so he knew that you two were rooting for him all the way up there.

your excitement and joy was wiped away when a swift kick to the face sent hawk flying to the floor.

you waited for him to get up like he had been doing all day, but he didn't.

his opponent was announced the winner of the match and hawk lay still on the floor.

you suddenly remembered why you were so scared.

it took a minute for him to get up, and even when he finally did he was stumbling quite a bit.

there wasnt even a discussion between you and moon before you collected your things and stood from the stands to go and find him where he was inevitably receiving a little bit of medical attention.

in the back hallways of the venue it was almost silent apart from the echo from the main area where the fights were still commencing.

the thing that gave away where he was was a pair of voices from behind a door.

moon was first through to push through the door, with yourself close in tow.

you found what you expected, a medic sat infront of hawk performing tests to ensure he didnt have a concussion and issuing bandaids, tissues and an ice pack for the inevitable headache .

when she noticed the two other girls in the room she was quick to respond

" you two can't be back here "

" it's okay," hawk interrupted, his eyes landing on the two of you. " they're my girlfriends "

" you're girlfriend can stay but you can't both be back here " you assumed the medic thought he was just a bit confused from the head trauma.

" no, we're both his girlfriend " you corrected, knowing it was hard to grasp for some people. while you tried to be kind it was very hard to be right now when you could see blood pouring out of your boyfriends nose.

" oh- how modern...i'll leave you three to it then " she muttered out, leaving behind two advil for hawk along with a bottle of water before she scuttled out of the room while a soft smile rested on all of your faces.

that was always fun.

once the three of you were alone, all forms of restraint you usually held went out the window.

" are you okay? that looked like a nasty kick " you questioned, taking the ice pack from his hand to hold against his head, his hand dropping down to rest on your leg.

" i'm fine. just some bruises and a very mild concussion " he muttered somewhat angrily.

a concussion meant he couldnt train for a couple of days.

" you have a concussion and you think you're fine ?" moon questioned, her voice rising in volume slightly as she delicately wiped at the blood under his nose with her thumb.

" yes, because i am fine. " he assured her even if neither of you were believing it.

the look you exchanged with moon was enough to communicate an entire conversation without saying anything.

that short conversation between the three of you was enough for you to know that hawk was more than disappointed he had not only lost, but had ended up with an injury other than a bruise.

so you posed a question to him

" d'you want to stay or we can get out of here before everyone else ?"

there were a few moments before he answered.

" let's get out of here. " his reply set a minuscule smile onto your lips and moons.

" i'll go grab the car and i'll meet you out front " moon said simply, picking up her bag and pressing a short kiss onto both of your lips before walking out to get the car.

" you okay ?" you asked in a volume just above a whisper.

he nodded mildly, his eyes meeting yours.

" yeah, just gotta get out of here " he replied, standing from the bench you were sat on and reaching into his bag to grab a sweater to throw on over his slightly bloodied gi.

once he collected his things, the two of you walked down the hallway towards the front of the building where moon would soon be pulling up with the car.

while you waited leant against the wall of the building, you decided to fill the silence, fiddling slightly with the edge of his sweater sleeve as it hung around his wrist.

" you were amazing today. i've never seen you fight like that before...was pretty hot "

you couldnt even keep a straight face while saying that, a slight smirk edging it's way onto your lips as you met his gaze.

" yeah, " he started, lifting his arm to drape over your shoulders and pull you further into his side. " pretty hot seeing me kick some ass ?" he muttered quietly, a soft laugh edging on his tone

" yeah, not so much watching you get your ass kicked, but for the most part " you teased, your smile almost breaking past the boundaries of your face.

you weren't surprised when that comment earned you a pinch at your waist.

a car horn scared the shit out of you, causing you to almost jump out of hawk's grasp.

it was only when you heard your girlfriends signature laugh that your heart rate started returning to normal

" sorry, didn't mean to scare you guys " while that statement was definitely false, you couldnt bring yourself to care.

after climbing into the car, moon drove you to her place seeing as her parents weren't home until tomorrow and the three of you could spend the night again.

your evening was spent sprawled out across a set of soft sheets with moon's laptop playing an old movie while the three of you went between watching it, chatting in hushed tones and sharing very soft kisses.

it was as if hawk never even lost.

[cades-outsider]

NSFW Alphabet: Young Johnny Lawrence

Warnings: NSFW

NSFW Alphabet

A= Aftercare (What he's like after sex) Younger Johnny definitely has no clue what aftercare is at first. He's not used to affection and receiving love, over time you'll start to show him how important aftercare is to both of you. After that, his go to aftercare would be making sure you use the bathroom after sex, cleaning you up, then cuddling naked until you both fall asleep.

B= Body Part (His favorite body part of yours) Your boobs for sure, that's the first thing he looks at, more like gawks at. While in missionary he'll use each hand for each boob to hold on to, he's so gentle because he doesn't want to hurt you.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He doesn't have a preference, although the thought of cumming in you is very appealing to him, he doesn't know what he'd do with a kid while he's a teenager.

D= Dirty Secret (Johnny's dirty secret) Johnny really wants to make love to you in his car, it's a wonder it hasn't happened yet. He wouldn't admit it, but he's kind of nervous to even ask and he doesn't know when or how to approach the topic.

E= Experience (How experienced is Johnny) He definitely doesn't know much especially if you were his first, but he knows a lot from his imagination that he just uses on you. Though he makes it seem like he's more experienced for the first time you both have sex.

F= Favorite Position (His favorite position) Definitely missionary, he's a simple teenage hormonal boy who likes to get the full view of his girl while he makes her take his cock.

G= Goofy (Is he goofy during sex) Not really, he tends to be more serious during sex, especially if it's a very romantic and intimate moment with you, then he's the opposite of rough or goofy.

H= Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes) Definitely. Johnny will pretty much always have the mindset that it's more manly to have hair down there. But he did experiment when you first got together, he tried shaving incase you decided to have sex or go down on him, but he quickly decided it wasn't for him.

I= Intimacy (How romantic is Johnny during the moment) Johnny isn't very romantic, but that doesn't mean he isn't sweet during sex. He cares about his pleasure, but he also has the need to make sure you're taken care of. Now, if it's a special day (anniversary or valentines), then he'll be more romantic. Rose petals around the bed, some pretty candles lit up... if you're both alone at his mom and stepdads house, then he'll even run you both a bubble bath afterwards. He truly cares about you, and while he may have a hard time expressing it, he still tries for you.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation) Johnny does it all the time, when he's not busy with you or karate of course. But if there's no possible way to get off then he'll get off by the thought of you or some of your Polaroid pictures he has.

K= Kink (How kinky is Johnny) Johnny is not kinky. He's more caring and careful during sex, but there has been moments when he's jealous or angry and he takes it out on you, but he would never hurt you physically. He does like to lightly wrap his hands around your neck, and he loves to slap your ass and dig his nails into your hips while you ride him, but never beyond that.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do) Johnny's favorite place to have sex is in his room, where no one can distract either of you. He doesn't like the idea of being in public and having sex, but if he needed a quickie or something made him jealous, then that would quickly change.

M= Motivation (What gets Johnny going) Your mouth really gets him going. The way you subtly bite your lip while you're working on homework, or the way your lipgloss makes them more noticeable. It turns him on so much and he can't help but imagine your lips wrapped around his cock.

N= No (A turn off, something Johnny would never do) He would never bring hitting into sex, with how he's treated by his sensei and his step dad, he wouldn't want that pain or trauma inflicted on you, even if you gave him consent to do so.

O= Oral (His preference in giving and receiving) He loves both, but he loves receiving more because of the way you treat him and how you respect his body. You take care of his wants and he doesn't want that to go away.

P= Pace (Is he fast and rough, slow and sensual; etc) Johnny can be both. While he's mainly sweet and sensual in the moment, he can also be very rough and fast. Especially if he sees you around Daniel or any other boy for that matter. He wouldn't tell you who you couldn't hang out with, but he would make it known that he didn't like Daniel talking to you, and if Daniel didn't take the hint, then Johnny would make it known that you were his.

Q= Quickie (Johnny's opinion in quickies/fast and rushed sex) He is always up for a quickie, he would never turn one down. Johnny likes to take his time with you, but that doesn't mean he won't fuck you in such a hurry that you can't speak. You could be anywhere and say you were mildly horny, and he would rush you into the nearest bathroom.

R= Risk (Does he like to take risks) Johnny is definitely a risk taker. If you asked him to try new things then he would for you, but never anything physically harming. You could easily persuade him to do anything for you, except, inflicting physical pain on either of you.

S= Stamina (How long can he go for, and how long does he last) Johnny can go pretty long, well, he prefers to take his time with you. The most he could last would probably be an hour, with a lot of foreplay leading up to actually fucking.

T= Toy (Does he like to use toys) Not really. He prefers for you to use him, hence, you to use his mouth and cock how you like. He would never say no to trying toys, but he just likes the feel and taste of you without them.

U= Unfair (How much does he like to tease, does he tease) Johnny loves to tease you, matter of fact- he constantly does it. He loves to drag out the process, touching you inch by inch, making you beg for his cock before giving you even his fingers. Every time he does it and you whine, he just gives you that same cocky smirk with the comment “what? Can’t take it?”

V= Volume (How loud is Johnny during the moment) Johnny is rarely loud. He gives the occasional grunts, groans, and slight whimpers- but he’s more of a touchy person, so he’d be digging his nails into your hips and grabbing all over you before he’s moaning constantly.

W= Wild Card (Random head-con for Johnny) Johnny has always wanted to lean you over his motorcycle and fuck you raw. When he’s alone and you’re nowhere to be found, he jerks off to the thought of you letting him fuck you raw as he has you bent over his motorcycle. He doesn’t like the idea of it being so out in the open, but honestly, if you were to say yes, he would lose all self-control.

X= X- Ray (Lets see what's going on in them pants shall we) Johnny is a solid 6 inches. He’s not too big, but not too small. He has a good girth too, which really adds to it.

Y= Yearning (How high is Johnny's sex drive) His sex drive is pretty high. If you’d let him, he would probably fuck you every day, twice a day. But on the days that he is extremely horny, he cums quicker. Thus, making it easier for him to fuck you multiple times a day.

Z= Zzzzz (How fast does Johnny fall asleep afterwards) Johnny doesn’t fall asleep right away, he makes sure you’re taken care of before he knocks out. He’ll usually clean you up right after and then hold you close to his chest, rubbing your lower back as you talk about random stuff before finally falling asleep.

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This was like heavily requested soooo here you go!!!

[sensei-venus]

Outdoor Movie Night Fun~ (Hawk x Chubby!Reader)

Kinktober Day 4- Public Sex

(Unedited) (Told through Reader/First Person, Public Sex, Car Sex, Slight Creampie, Movie Theater Sex Vibes Kinda? Lots Of Giggles, Mentioned Sam/Miguel Demetri/Yasmine.)

What started out to be just a nice night out with the gang was quick to turn into something a bit more devilish.

When Hawk suggested we all go out to watch a movie I couldn't think of anything more fun to do at that moment. But it was even more fun when he brought up the idea of going to a outdoor movie. One where they could all meet up in their cars and have a little blanket set up to watch the movie. It sounded so sweet!

“Reader can you give me a hand with this blanket?” my attention turned to Sam as she held out a large folded-up blanket. Nodding I took one side of the blanket and she took the other. With her help we were both able to lay it down on the ground, perfectly set out for all of us to sit on. We both smiled at each other.

“Great! You guys got the blanket set up, Me Hawk and Demetri got some drinks from the snake bar. Hope I got you the right one babe.” Miguel said as he and the boys walked over. Sam smiled and took the drink from his hand. She gave him a small peak on the lips before sitting down on the blanket. He followed her and plopped down right beside her.

Demetri quickly found his girlfriend who was still in her car, Yasmine refused to get out until he got out. She didn't want to sit on the ground until she had to. The two of them made their way over and sat next to the other couple.

The sound of the loudspeakers around the car lot boomed to life not long after.

Arms wrapped around me making me look up a little.

“Don't think I forgot you Princess. I had to make sure they had what you wanted.” Hawk wiggles the plastic cup that sits in his hand. The contents of it slosh around making the sound of thick ice hitting the inside of the cheap plastic. I smile taking a big sip from the straw. Hawk chuckles before leading us over to the blanket.

Just as we start to sit the lights of the parking lots start to shut off one by one. It leaves the whole lot in darkness. The huge screen at the front flickers to life with a bright screen. Seconds later the intro of the movie starts. I can't help but scoot over and rest against my boyfriend.

He wraps one of his arms around me as we start watching the movie.

Time slowly ticks by as the movie fully starts. We watch in silence, I cuddle closer to Hawk. I'm too focused at first to feel his hand. It creeps along my arm, then down my side. About twenty minutes into us watching the movie I feel him. The way his thick fingers linger over my skin.

I feel myself start to get a little flustered as his finger tips ever so slightly dig into my belly. Kneading at my soft belly, my rolls which have my face burning. The urge to gently shove his hand away comes and goes quickly. It feels too nice to ruin the moment.

Five minutes later my face feels like its on fire. My cheeks are hot to the touch as I feel him start to go lower. The palm of his hands run over my outer thigh. Then slide along the side and slowly move into my inner thigh. My eyes glance over to our friends, hoping they haven't seen any of what he's doing. I chew on my cheek trying not to make any noise to alert them.

But soon can't, his fingers move from playing with my thick thighs to my clothed crotch. They dig into the fabric, rubbing at me. The sensation makes me squeeze my thighs around his hand. I refuse to look up at him.

He takes notice if this and so in enough he switches to using his palm. Rough hard rubs against my core have me on edge now. It's warm and the movements have my pussy twitching. My clit is ever so slightly being massaged through my panties and pants. It sent shivers up my spine the longer he did this. I squirmed ever so slightly under his touch which only seemed to spear him on.

I couldn't tell how much time went by but the small puddle that was pooling into my panties told me it was long enough.

The dents on the inside of my cheeks also helped to tell the time that I had spent having him edge me along.

“Hey me and Reader are going to go grab some snacks. Anyone want anything?” Hawk’s voice hissed. Finally, I looked up to see him looking over to the others who were only a few steps away. Most of them shook their heads at his question before going back to watching the screen. Moments later he was helping to pick me up off the ground. Blinking up at him I noticed a glint in his eyes. He smirked before pulling me away from the blanket and all of our friends.

Instead of heading towards the snake bar he pulled me back towards are own car. A good few feet away from where we where sitting. The lot was dark, only the reflection of the movie screen lit up the windshields of all the cars. We passed a few quiet cars before we where right next to his. He quickly unlock it before opening the door for me. I giggled a little as we slid into the backseat together, the door slamming behind us.

I giggled looking up from him, laying down on the seat.

“God you are so needy, you couldn't even wait for us to get home. You're already feeling me up in front of our friends out there.” I smiled as he started working down my pants. Leaving me in my damp and now stained underwear. He peeled them off, a string of my pre-snapping as they were flung off onto the floor of the car. He almost looked pissed off.

He hissed out “I didn't think it was going to be that dark- I didn't know if was going to be that easy to start playing with you. If I'm being honest with you, I think I could have started fingering you out there with out anyone noticing us.” his voice was low.

Filled with a deeper meaning and edge that made my heart flutter. Blue eyes stared down into mine as his fingers went back into my flesh. Unlike out on the blanket, now they were free to feel my naked skin.

I moaned a little at the feeling of his fingers once again going over my belly and down to my naked mound. Soon enough they there playing in my warm folds. Messing with a sticky mess between my fat lips, two of his fingers circled my clit. I gripped the bottom of the seat for some kind of purchase. Nails digging into the shitty fabric.

“W-what if someone sees us.”

“They're not Princess trust me. And if they do so what?” he chuckled, soon enough two of his fingers meet my slit. His fingers where fast, thrusting in and out of me. Moving to scissor me open for his thick cock. I wiggled my hips more at the sound of his pants shifting. In what little light there was I could see him shuffling his pants down.

His boxers followed, his hard dick springing out and slapping against his belly. Luckily he noted his shirt up in time to not have it ruined by his pre. It beaded up and spilled down his shaft. A light clear fluid bubbles from his slit just right.

Removing his fingers made me whine but soon enough I stopped to watch him stroke himself. His hand jacking himself just right, one of his hands moves to hike up my leg around his hip. Pulling my ass up a little he positioned himself just right and slowly sunk in. We both moaned as he moved inside of my pussy. My tight walls did their best to pull him in. A few moments later he was balls deep inside me.

Thick head snug against the very bottom of my cunt. My head is swimming as he starts to thrust into me. Moaning out I can only hear our own sounds. His grunts over me and this sound of our flesh meeting. Heavy balls meeting my fat ass with every new pull.

“You like this don't you? Getting that fat little pussy smashed in a crowded parking lot. Any minute someone could look through the window and find us. See me pounding this sweet pussy.” his voice was low in my ear. Our chests pushed against one another. I could feel the way his hard peaks pushed into me. Rubbing me through my shirt and bra.

“Hawk please!” my arms wrapped around his neck. His hips kept going as I squeezed around him. His hands grabbing at the back of my thighs, pushing me into a new position. My knees bent so far passing me in a half position.

“Hawk please Hawk please I'm going to cum! I'm going to fucking cum.” I can't help but scream into his shoulder. My eyes well up as I start to go over the edge. Belly was tight and the band in my stomach was about ready to snap at any moment. My toes curl with every new movement he makes. I can't stop shaking underneath him.

His hard thrusts start to pick up even more as soon enough he's slamming into me. Pushing me harder into the seat below.

In the back of my mind I'm hoping he's not shaking the car because it feels like he is.

My eyes go wide and tears fall as I feel his fingers dig into my clit just right.

With one final thrust from him, I'm creaming around him. Thick cock coated in a nice thin layer of my release. I can feel it bubbling from between us, running down my thighs and ass. Dribbling done his balls as they still slap against me. It's sticky and wet, the sound echoes around the car. I can't stop my moans from flowing out of my mouth.

Moments later I hear him groan into my tits, his hips bucking. He jerks before burying himself inside my cunt one last time. I feel his balls shoot up and tighten against my ass cheeks just right.

Just a second later I feel his dick twitch. Ever so slowly I feel warmth start to fill me. It spills in by the rope full. Hot and sticky inside, painting my velvet-like walls in his milky cum. It has my hips twitching with every new role that fills me. Holding him tight we just lay there together. He collapses on top of me, his face in my tits as he catches his breath. He heaves before pulling his head from my cleavage.

He smiles so wide it has me almost laughing. His eyes are soft and warm.

“We should have tried this like yesterday.” I can't help but give a gentle giggle at his words. I certainly hadn't even thought of it before. The thrill was definitely there though.

Who knew having sex in a crowded parking lot would be so fun?

[aangell333]

thong snatching eli ‘hawk’ moskowitz x reader 💌🌸

summary: hawk winds up stealing his crush’s panties and is suddenly overcome with panic and not a single idea what to do… until he fully realised what he’s stolen

warnings: part one? maybe? kinda pervy!hawk, male masturbation, hawk having a borderline crisis, kinda mean!hawk, typical tutor x tutee, hawk’s fantasies

END IS NOT PROOFREAD.

“eli, can I talk to you after class with y/n please?” mr palmer asked.

“uh, sure. I gotta get to karate, though, so make it quick. and it’s hawk.” hawk replied snappily. his poor science teacher sighed and shook his head as he walked away. “when are these teachers gonna learn, dude?”

“y/n? as in y/l/n?” miguel asked hawk from the seat beside him, ignoring the mohawk-ed boy’s moody grumbling.

“I’m pretty sure that out of all the kids you’ve bullied in the school, I don’t think you’ve even acknowledged her!” from the table behind, demitri cracked a joke in his dry, sarcastic humour; earning a snort from miguel and a glare from hawk.

“dude, I don’t bully girls.” hawk replied in a slight mutter.

“yes. you do.” sam replied from the table in front of him and miguel, turning in her chair.

“h-hey sam…” miguel swooned.

“since when?” hawk demanded, his face scrunching. “besides, we’re getting off-track! who’s this y/n girl?”

“that’s her.” aisha pointed over sam’s shoulder to you. hawk glanced over at you and scoffed.

“she looks like a mega nerd.” he and miguel snickered.

“she is not! don’t diss my back-up bestie like that. she’s actually super cool.” yasmine said from beside demitri.

“whatever.” hawk rolled his eyes.

truth was, hawk did know who you were. god, did he know. maybe hawk was acting like he didn’t know you, but eli was screaming inside of him at even being in the same room as you. as eli, he had had the biggest crush on you. he would be jittery everytime you were around, he would blush at the thought of you- fuck, he’d even forget about his lip around you! you had consumed his every thought since middle school. so yeah, there was a reason hawk ‘hadn’t even acknowledged you’.

so when the end of class finally rolled around and hawk found himself stood beside you in front of the teacher’s desk, he had to contain eli like a fucking animal into a cage. shoved deep down so he could act like hawk — cool, calm, collected, and super fucking hot.

“eli-“

“-hawk.” mr palmer sighed as hawk corrected him.

“you’re falling behind. your grades are falling and it’s causing your gpa to decline. we can’t have that. that’s why I’ve asked y/n here to tutor you. lucky for you, she’s said yes.” at his words, hawk’s stomach turned into a rampage of butterflies. that flew up to his throat when you threw him a warm smile. “now, as you know, there was an… incident in the library yesterday due to some… karate enthusiasts. so y/n has very kindly agreed to tutor you at her home. in her own time. do you understand?”

“b-but that’s my time too! time I could be practicing karate!” hawk exclaimed before he realised the situation. you. y/n y/l/n. eli and hawk’s long, long, long, long term crush. would be tutoring him. at his home. out of school hours. “nevermind it doesn’t matter. when do we start?”

“whenever you want.” mr palmer smiled triumphantly.

“I’m free today?” you suggested. hawk’s heart melted at your words.

“y-yeah. today is good.” he stuttered back.

“didn’t you snap at me not twenty minutes ago about having karate practice-“

“cancelled. I’m completely free.” hawk melted even more as you beamed at him.

“great. wanna go now?” at your words, hawk could only deftly nod. “great!”

god, eli had only ever dreamed of being in your room. it was a perfect reflection of you. in every way.

“sorry it’s a little messy,” you laughed sheepishly as you picked up a few things off of the floor. but he didn’t care about any form mess at all. “still definitely no to a drink? or anything to eat?”

“I’m fine, honestly. thank you, though.” he said, placing his bag on your bed and standing almost awkwardly. he watched as you placed your bag on your desk and began unpacking folders and books.

“so, what would you like to focus on first?” you asked, your back still to him. hawk couldn’t help but glance at your jean-clad ass, a smirk crawling onto his lips.

“uh, anything you want to really,” he replied, his eyes unable to drag away from the sight before him.

“I was thinking start from the beginning? and I just talk you through it? you can make me stop or start again whenever you like.” he couldn’t help but smile as you turned around with the big science textbook in your hands. he nodded.

“sure. sounds good to me.” his heart melted further at the sight of your relieved smile. you were obviously glad your taking charge hadn’t upset the temperamental boy.

you turned back around and began setting stuff up.

“you sit in this chair-“ you pointed to the plush desk chair beside you. “- i’ll go grab one for me.”

you walked out of the room and eli looked around. a small hamper in the corner of the room caught his eye and he smirked as he imagined the contents. he heard your footsteps descending the staircase and decided it couldn’t hurt to peek. and that’s what he did.

cracking the lid open, he was pleasantly surprised by how a black, cotton thong sat on top of your worn clothes. he smirked.

he hadn’t meant to snatch it, but he had picked it up and had to contain a groan at the sight of white streaks where your cunt had rubbed against it for an entire day; you must’ve been needy that day. and when he had heard your footsteps coming back up, he only had one thought in his empty mind.

hide it.

so he had stuffed the panties into one of the unassuming pockets of his cargo pants and headed out of the door.

“hey, do you need help with that chair?” he chuckled.

he sat on his bed, his hands shaking and eyes wide. why the fuck had he gone and snatched the poor girl’s panties? he cursed himself for his horny thoughts.

he turned the skimpy fabric over in his hands and his breath hitched when he caught another sight of those white streaks. going out on a whim, an unsure one at that, he brought the cotten closer to his face and took a smell.

fuck.

how does someone’s cunt smell so good?

he felt his half-hard cock twitch in his boxers. he took another sniff, this time inhaling harder. his eyes rolled back as your most intimate scent invaded his senses and he couldn’t help palming himself through his cargos.

he wiggled his hand into his cargos and palmed himself through his boxers. he felt too constrained. he shimmied off his cargos and chucked them aside before reaching into his boxers and grabbing his hardening cock.

inhaling again, he began stroking. nice and slowly. he ran his thumb over his slit and the thighs in his muscles briefly clenched. he spat into his hand before resuming his strokes, soon building up speed.

he’d never felt this way about a girl. so fucking horny and desperate that he steals her dirty panties to jerk off to. but, alas, that was what he was doing. he jerked his fist harder, his hips bucking as he pressed the fabric to his nose and tried to suppress his moans. you just smelt so good, it was intoxicating.

he pictured you, studying away at your desk in your cute room with a cute little frown on your face, completely oblivious to his perverted actions. he squeezed his dick slightly and moaned at the feeling, imagining it was you clenching around him. his thoughts wandered to fucking you. having you under him, on top of him, in front of him and bent in two as he pounded into you from behind.

he wanted you in every way possible.

if fate should allow it, he thought.

but his mind soon wandered back to the wildly inappropriate thoughts of you sucking him, licking him, riding him, anything where he was inside of you. and god it made his dick strain.

his release hit him before he could register it, the only thing his mind acknowledging being your scent in his nose and fogging up his mind like a mirror after a hot shower.

his cum leaked through his boxers, staining them a dark shade of grey. he cursed himself as post-nut clarity washed over him.

and he vowed to slip you your panties back during your next study session…

…after he’d taken them for another few spins.

[hawksbacktattoo]

Aggression | Miguel x Fem!reader

Summary: Miguel's new hobby is causing problems with his love life

Warnings: p in v, unprotected sex, creamp!e, oral(f! receiving) overstimulation, chøking, smut with plot

Word count: 1.3k

Not proof read

Yn and Miguel had been in a relationship for a while, since the start of highschool. She was aware of the teasing that happened when she wasn't around, she felt bad that there wasn't much she could do. Miguel always left school with a scowl on his face.

Recently he has joined a karate class. Yn was all for it when he told her his reasoning, but recently he's had this look in his eyes. The aura around him felt different and she wasn't sure if she was too fond of it.

Today she sat at lunch with him and his group of friends. Everyone was talking and having a good time until Kyler came up to the table. Yn already knew trouble was bound to happen.

"Hey yn, how come you're dating this loser. Why don't you come be with a real man." He words felt like poison to Miguel's ears. Chair scrapping against the floor as he stood, Miguel shoved Kyler back. "Don't talk to her like that." He spat back, face covered with the same look yn was becoming afraid of.

Kyler furrowed his brows before throwing a punch at Miguel which he caught. Twisting his wrist, Miguel kicked Kyle's leg causing him to trip. The two had a full on brawl in the cafeteria until Miguel slammed Kyler onto a table knocking the wind out of him.

The room fell silent besides the heaving breaths coming from Kyler as he stood. "This isn't over." He groaned in pain and walked away.

Miguel sat back in his seat, arms crossed across his chest. "Where the fvck did that come from?" Eli squeaked out, jaw low in astonishment. "I told you about that karate class I've been taking." Miguel answered, a cocky look plastered on his face.

He looked over to yn who sat with concerned look on her face. His smile faded into a worried look of his own. "Hey what's wrong?" Voice now soft as he spoke to his lover. "Was that really necessary? I'm sure there was a better way to handle that Miguel." She scoffed, standing from the table. "I'll see you later." Walking out of the cafeteria, Miguel sighed watching her leave.

He could tell how much it was affecting her but he thought he was bettering himself not just for him but for her. He wanted to be able to protect her as well. Shaking his head, he went back to talking with his friends until the bell rang signaling that lunch was over.

Yn was putting her textbooks away in her locker when Miguel came up to her. "Hey, I'm really sorry about earlier." Sighing she closed her locker, throwing her bag over her shoulder. "It's not just about today Miguel. For the past few months you've been acting different. I get you're confident in yourself now but it feels like you've just become too aggressive." She frowned, arms falling to her sides.

He just stared at her not knowing how to respond. He couldn't think of anything that wouldn't tick her off more. Yn shook her head, shoulders slouching. "I'll see you after practice." She pecked his cheek and headed out the school building. Leaving Miguel to watch her walk away for the second time today.

During practice, Miguel just wasn't focused. Hawk had joined him today so the sensei was more focused on that then Miguel's sloppy moves. Gripping at his hair, he was so caught up on what he should do. He didn't want to push yn away any further.

Class had ended and before Miguel left the dojo he stobbed by sensei Lawrence's office. "Hey uh could I ask your advice on something?" Putting down his beer glass, Johnny nodded. "Shoot kid." Miguel lent against the doorframe, a frown plastered on his face.

"My girlfriend is having a hard time adjusting to my new aggression." He spoke, finger quoting the word aggression. "She says I've changed in ways she doesn't think is for the best." Johnny slid his chair from his desk and hummed, index finger and thumb rubbing at his chin in thought.

"Then put that new aggression to good use." That's all it took for Miguel to catch on. "Thanks sensei." With that, he raced out of the dojo and to yns house.

Yn had just finished her shower, towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair. She was humming to her speaker when she heard a loud slam. Pausing her music, she poked her head out her bedroom door only to be met with an angry looking Miguel. "Hey what's-" Her words were cut off by him pushing her into the room, slamming the door behind him.

Not knowing what was happening, yn backed up a bit from him. Every step she took back he took one towards her until the backs of her knees touched the edge of her bed. "I'll make you love this aggression." Miguel spoke, words laced with desire as he wrapped his hand around her throat.

He could feel her gulp beneath his grasp. Ripping the towel from her body, Miguel pushed her down onto the bed. Hands running down her body until he reached her thighs. Pulling them apart, he dipped between them with a sinister grin on his face.

"Wait miggy I.." Her words trail off as his tongue comes in contact with her heat, a moan replacing her words. Miguel gripped her thighs  while he abused her cl!t with his tongue, fingers making indentations. Yn couldn't form proper words, the only thing coming from her was babbles and whimpers.

Sucking on her clit, Miguel slipped two fingers into her. "ah fvck.." she cried out as he fvcked his fingers into her roughly. In not time her legs were shaking from overstimulation but he refused to stop.

"Miggy please!" She whimpered, body jolting as a orgasm rushed through her. Biting down onto her hand to hold herself back from being loud.

Removing himself from between her thighs, he yanked her to the edge of the bed, ass half way off. "Not gonna stop til your crying." He spoke through gritted teeth, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down just enough.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you upset." Yn whined, arms pushed above her head by on of his hands. "It's too late for apologies princesa." Slapping his length against her cvnt, he shoved himself into her.

"Too m..much.." yn cried out in pleasure, thighs closing only to be shoved back open. "Aw come on I know you can take it." He poked at her, hips rolling up into her sensitive spot just as he remembered she liked it.

yns back arched off the bed, another climax hitting her like a truck. Miguel lent down, taking on of her breast into his mouth, hips slowing down to dig deeper into her. He pulls out slowly then slams back into her over and over again.

Choked moans erupt from her throat, hands pushing on his chest as her legs begin to shake. "Fvck you're making such a mess." He growled, pulling the girl up off the bed to fuck her upright. Yns head falling back as she moaned loud, tears falling from her eyes from the overwhelming feeling.

Biting down on her shoulder, Miguel pounded into her faster. The sound of her *ss slapping against his thighs echoed throughout the room. Her arousel trickling down her thighs to his balls.

"okay..okay i can't cvm again please." she begged as he body shook violently from yet another orgasm. Her arousel squirting out onto Miguel's lower abdomen. "Good, that's what I wanted to see." He moaned, hips faltering as he spewed into her pulsing cvnt.

Yn fell limp into his arms, body sticking to his from the sweat. "The aggression isn't so bad now is it." He teased, earning a slap to the chest in return. Lifting yns chin, a pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "I love you." He whispered, giving her a sweet smile. "I love you too miggy."

[itsnesss]

can you do a hawk x reader like smut, lowk rough, with him giving you after care like cleaning you up, taking off ur makeup, cuddling?? doesn't have to be this specific but ty if u can!!

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 | eli moskowitz "hawk" × fem!reader

summary | the request

warnings | smut without plot, a little degradation, power dynamics, semen on the face, p in v, unprotected sex

word count | 1.8 k

author's note | it would help me a lot if you liked, commented and reposted so that more people read what I write and don't forget to follow me, thanks ᡣ𐭩

The only thing you know is that you want to fuck. You know everything about him, his name, his nickname, his mannerisms, his clothes, everything.

Finally, he is in the same place as you, it's the perfect moment. You know that he loves you. He has never told you directly, but you know he does.

You look at him, he's wearing casual clothes, black jeans, and a black t-shirt. You're nervous, you don't quite know how to approach him. !

The music is loud, you can't hear anything. You are in the bathroom, you've been inside for a while. Suddenly, the door opens, they look at you, they see you with a glimmer in their eyes. He approaches, stands behind you, and looks at you.

"Do you want a little bit of me, babe?" He says, caresses your nape, touches your neck a little, gives you a light kiss there.

"Yes..." You say without thinking.

You want it too much to realize your actions.

"Come on, then," he says and leads you to his room.

He pushes you onto his bed, you place your head on the bed and look up. You see him taking off his shirt. He throws it to the floor and looks at you. Completely self-assured. You want to touch every inch of his skin. And it seems like he does too.

He approaches you, looks at you intently, sits next to you, caresses your leg, moves up a bit, and kisses your leg.

"I want to do many things to you, baby" he tells you.

"Please. Do it" you reply, you want him to make you feel so good that you can't walk afterward.

You get up, take off your shirt, and expose your breasts. Hawk looks at them for a moment, touches one, puts it in his mouth.

"These are for me" he says "And this one too" he touches your mouth. He takes your cheeks to open your mouth and kisses you. With a lot of passion. He kisses so well.

"Open your mouth," he orders.

You do it. You have your mouth open and wait to see what will happen.

He moves a little away from you to lower his pants and boxers, takes out one leg, then the other, and pushes his clothes to one side on the floor. Your eyes can't look away from him, from his already hard and erect member, your mouth waters. He doesn't take long to see how much you need it and places his penis in your mouth. You can feel it on your lips and touch it with your tongue a little.

"Suck," he orders you. He pushes it a little further into your mouth and pulls it out slowly; you have no idea what will happen if he puts more of his penis in your mouth, but you want to find out.

"More" He orders you and pushes his penis a little deeper inside you.

You feel very good. This is what you've been waiting for. You start sucking his penis, you put your tongue in a bit, it touches your lips with the foreskin of his member.

"That's it, baby" he says with pleasure, starting to push it deeper and deeper into your throat, you begin to feel like you can't take it anymore. But you can't stop. You want to see her face of pleasure. You want to make her feel good.

He pushes a little deeper and starts to fuck your mouth. You do it with a lot of passion. You feel that you have to do it that way.

"I like this". He tells you, he starts to move a little faster, to caress your cheeks as he does so. "You feel so good. You feel so good".

"I'm close, baby," he tells you, releasing your cheek and pulling his penis out of your mouth.

He moves a little closer to your face and ejaculates on you. It runs a little towards your mouth, towards your eyes, it splashes on your cheek and nose.

You take your finger and wipe a bit of semen off your cheek. You bring it to your mouth and suck it, you eat it a little.

"Do you like it?" He asks.

"Yes, a lot" You reply.

He kisses you on the breasts and moves up to your neck. He looks at you for a moment and kisses you. A quick, but passionate kiss. You kiss him back, stroke his hair, and hug him.

"I want to see your panties," he says, looking at you for a moment.

You nod and take off your pants. Your black silk panties are exposed. Hawk looks at them for a moment and caresses them.

"They're perfect," he says and slides them down.

You let them fall to the floor, look at him for a moment, and see how he looks at you there. You feel his eyes on your black panties. You feel comfortable, you know he's feeling good too.

"I want to fuck you," he suddenly says. You nod your head.

He stands behind you and grabs your hair. He touches your neck with his tongue, licking from there down to your back. You want him to eat you out, but it seems he won't.

He sits behind you and positions himself between your legs, pushes you up a bit, and lifts your legs. You are somewhat uncomfortable, but you don't quite realize it. He grabs you by the waist and pushes you a little further up.

"I'm going to fuck you like this," he says, looking at your panties for a moment, licking them from there to your thighs. You moan for a moment and feel some saliva trickle down your panties.

"Do you want me to fuck you like this?" he asks and bites your thigh.

"Yes". You say suddenly.

He licks your neck for a moment and grabs you by the nape. He squeezes you a little. He licks you again, from your back to your nape. You want to feel it now.

"Do you want to feel my cock?" he asks again.

"Yeah..." You say.

You feel his fingers on your panties, they caress them for a moment and then he pushes them aside.

"I'm going to give it to you hard, babe," he says again and grabs you by the neck.

"Yes... Do it". You say

You feel something entering you there. It's his cock. It hurts a little, but you want more. He pushes a little, he enters you again. But he stops for a moment.

"Are you okay?" he says and asks you.

"Yes. Continue" You respond to him and wish him with all your might.

He pushes again. He goes all the way in. You moan a little.

"Don't worry, baby," he says. And pushes for a moment longer. He grabs the back of your neck more tightly and holds your waist.

"I'm going to fuck you hard, baby. Are you ready?" He asks me.

"Yes... Yes" You respond again.

He starts fucking you, it feels good inside you. You didn't know it could feel so good inside.

"Do you want more?" he says a moment later.

"Yes. Please". You tell him, you want to feel it all the time.

You feel him increasing his speed. He fucks you harder than before. You can't stop moaning. It feels so good inside you. He doesn't stop, he keeps fucking you hard. You think you can reach orgasm.

"That's it, baby, keep it up..." He says again.

You look at him for a moment. He is wearing his shirt, but you have stained it with your lips. He looks a bit sexy. You can't take your eyes off hers.

"Look at me, babe." He suddenly asks and holds you a little tighter.

You look at him. He has somewhat tousled hair, he has a somewhat wicked smile. You want to keep seeing him like this.

He stops for a moment. Then he takes a second. You feel some saliva sliding down, you feel it a moment later.

He looks at you for a moment and seems somewhat thoughtful. Then he grabs you by the hip and lifts you up again. And he grabs your legs with his hands, spreading them a little more. And he starts fucking you again, with force, but slower than before.

You moan for a moment, it hurts a little. But you want it so much that you can't stop. You want to keep going like this. You want to feel his cock inside you all the time. He keeps fucking you, grabbing you tighter by the hip, holding your thighs, fucking you harder.

"Come on, babe, I'm going to make you feel so good that you're going to come." He tells me.

"Yes" You say suddenly.

You want to reach orgasm with him, you want to feel his cock when you come. He keeps fucking you harder. He grabs you with both hands by the hip. And you fuck quickly, you realize he's going to come.

"I'm going to come". You say, but he keeps fucking you.

You feel something inside you explode. It runs through you with force. You can't help it. You scream a little too loudly, he keeps fucking you for a moment longer, stops for a second, and comes too. He comes inside you.

"It was incredible, babe..." he says, pulling out of you, and you realize how something warm slides down to your panties.

You feel weak, as if something inside you had exploded. You feel like sleeping for a moment. But he looks at you and strokes your hair, gives you a kiss on the forehead.

"Do you want to take a bath?" he asks you.

You can't respond, you feel weak.

"It doesn't matter, I'll take you". He says.

You realize that something is sticky.

He picks you up in his arms and carries you to the bathroom. He looks at your back and caresses you for a moment.

"I hurt you, babe... I'm sorry". He says, looking somewhat sad.

You want to comfort him a little, you hug him and kiss him.

"Don't do it, I like it," you tell him.

"Really?" he asks.

"Yes, I liked it". You respond to him and he smiles at you for a moment.

He puts you on the bathroom floor, approaches the tub. He fills it with hot water and approaches you. You look at yourself in the mirror in front of you, what was once beautiful makeup has now disappeared, your face covered in sweat and fluids, mascara under your eyes, lipstick smudged. When Hawk finishes, he lifts you off the floor and puts you in the bathtub, looking at you with somewhat sad eyes. He kneels beside you and touches your back for a moment.

"I'm really sorry, babe," he repeats.

"I told you I was fine," you say and hug him.

He smiles a little and looks at you with his dark eyes.

Take a small towel and start cleaning your face, each time he cleans a small part of your face, he kisses that spot he just cleaned.

He seems somewhat happy, he kisses your forehead and caresses your neck. He stands behind you and starts wiping the sweat off your back, cleaning you with a sponge and soap. He caresses your back with the tips of his fingers, and that makes you feel a tickling sensation on your skin.

"You're so sexy, baby. I like you a lot" He says.

"Thank you..." You say a moment later.

He caresses you for a little longer and then stands behind your neck. And he gives you a kiss there.