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Peter Parker 18+ P!Links

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Warnings: squirting, fingering, nipple play, bondage, pussy eating, missionary, anal, 69, ass eating, size difference, face sitting

🕸 steady stream

🕸 bath time

🕸 reward

🕸 roommates

🕸 no babies

🕸 giver

🕸 rooftop play post mission

🕸 taste

🕸 big boy

🕸 post mission meal

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Bucky Barnes P!Links

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Warnings: missionary, chocking, riding, cowgirl, facesitting, handjob, fingering, creampie, ass play, ddlg, daddy kink, blowjob, titty sucking, size difference, rough sex, 18+

Masterlist

🔗 MobBoss!Bucky destroying you

🔗 Fratboy!Bucky loves gripping your ass

🔗 He loves when you ride

🔗 dbsf!Bucky asks you to sit on it

🔗 his vibranium fingers do wonders

🔗 daddy!Bucky wants you filled 24/7

🔗 waiting for congressman!Bucky all day long

🔗 your lips grip him so tightly

🔗 his baby's cunnie's too cute to leave alone

🔗 his fingers fit so well

🔗 treats his partner well on missions

🔗 pounds some obedience into you

🔗 super serum made him massive

🔗 Hydra!Bucky drunk on your taste

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2k specialִֶָ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

a/n: Thank you to everyone! For the likes, rebloggs and follows. They all mean so much to me and every milestone is deeply cherished. This is an ongoing event where anyone can send through a request. Although exams are coming up ill try my best to follow through!!

Love Faye💌 xoxo

⋆˚✿🫧˖° Characters/Fandoms:

ᯓ✿ TLOU

ᯓ✿ Marvel

ᯓ✿ Star Wars

ᯓ✿ Harry Potter + Marauders

ᯓ✿ DC

ᯓ✿ HOTD

ᯓ✿ Call of Duty

smut prompt list no. 3

1) mirror sex

2) sex in front of a big window where anyone could glance up and spot them

3) fully clothed x stark naked

4) slow sex while one or both are injured (bonus points if it’s after a battle or after they’ve patched up each other’s wounds)

5) body worshipping 

6) marathon session (they just fucking keep going, babyyyy)

7) finding a somewhat private area at a fancy party to fuck (coat closet, empty office, secluded corner on the big balcony, hedge maze if we wanna get dramatic, etc) 

8) oops, we were just hiding in this closet, but then the close proximity get us too turned on not to fuck

9) revenge sex

10) finding their partner’s sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them

11) quickie where you don’t take any clothes off, just tug and pull and expose the essentials 

12) fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they are playing

13) getting a little too handsy on the dancefloor

14) library sex for those dark academia vibes

15) jealous sex in the alleyway behind the bar

16) accidental i love you’s during sex 

17) seeing the love marks they left on their partner later and getting turned on all over again remember how it got there in the first place

18) a/b/o

19) getting turned on by their partner’s new uniform for work and then roleplaying a bit

20) sleepy domestic sex

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──── JOEL + TOMMY TWITTER P!LINKS ────

*18+ MDNI need to be logged in*

⤷too overstimulated for his fingers

⤷rewarding you with his tongue after a long day of patrol

⤷his good girls are always face down ass up

⤷he likes being rough with your tight hole

⤷ridin'

⤷his fingers make you all wet and dumb

⤷he's an animal the first time yall do it unprotected

⤷testing both your holes

⤷shows his love for you with his mouth

⤷likes it wet and messy

⤷this is how he'd do reader in greasin' the engine shaft

⤷how he'd do it "safely" to not get you pregnant during the outbreak

⤷they love to share

⤷loving them equally

⤷perfect on top

⤷as close as possible

⤷no slowing down

⤷loves his step daughters cute pink thong

⤷the night before he leaves on a mission

⤷he can't help treating his gfs sister better

⤷he's had enough of his whiny patrol partner

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Dilf!Joel + Gilf!Joel

Twitter Links 18+ MDNI

⤷ you both still got it after having a baby

⤷ giving his limp dick a thighjob

⤷ he's almost bigger when banging his bsf daughter

⤷ teasing your tight hole

⤷ rough awakenings from your stepdad

⤷ one night stand

⤷ his favourite nurse at the care home

⤷ makes you work for it

⤷ taking the blue pill made him cum everywhere

⤷ you love his softer body

⤷ hotel hookups

⤷ finally seeing you after college

⤷ you loved your old man

⤷ he's so much bigger than you

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𐙚⋆°🦢｡⋆♡ Notice

Hello everyone, upon recent consideration, I'm contemplating taking down my latest post,'Greasin' the engine shaft pt.2'. I was aware of the dark themes in the post, thinking the warnings were clear and would be taken into consideration to ensure interactions with the right audience.

I never want to be a problematic writer, and when I began my blog, I simply was pulling a thanos thinking "fine I'll just to do it myself" because I struggled finding my ideas in other people's writing. I am always open to constructive critisism when given with kindness.

Please let me know if I should take the post down if it's inconsiderate to anyone. I only want the best for those in support of my work!!

Apologies, Faye ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

[fayesia]

Greasin' the engine shaft pt.2

pervyold!Joel x younger!reader

Warnings: MDNI 18+ | p in v, | dubcon heavily bordering on noncon | dark!Joel | spanking | groping | humping | reader gets stuck and fucked | petnames (honey, baby, sweetheart) | daddy kink | Joel liked referring to himself as 'old man' | readers has conflicting feelings | readers says 'no' and 'stop' which is ignored | blurry consent | creampie | Joel gives ZERO aftercare | lmk to add anything else :)

Part 1: here

Music blasted through the workshop, your head bent under the hood of a car while you hummed along to the song. Lifting your head, you let out a yawn. This week had been long, and you couldn't wait to get drunk at the bar and rot in bed through the weekend.

Passing the front of the shop in search of a rag, you saw Joel talking to a customer, over their shoulders, your eyes locked. His eyes sharpened, and the corner of his mouth upturned into a smirk, lowering your head you sped past.

To say things had been awkward between the two of you would be the understatement of the century. At least on your side, Joel seemed to be revelling in this situation. Meanwhile, you wanted to die in a hole every time you came to work.

"Everything all right, honey."

The nickname stung harsher after that night.

Every endearment gave you flashbacks, the memory replaying in your mind.

His fingers twisting in you as his palm slapped against your clit.

His big hands tangled in you hair holding you in place while he fucked your face.

You wanted to feel disgusted, even mortified by it, but currently standing in the shops storage room, your highs shifted together to quell the rising pressure. Sifting through the numerous boxes of files and paper towels, you spotted a box of new cloths in the back of the shelf.

Reaching into the middle shelf, your body bent forward, fingers brushing against the edge of the cardboard as you tried to get a grip on it.

Jolting in shock, your movements stilled at the presence of someone behind you.

"God, now you're just teasin' me hun"

"Joel. Quit it."

You tried turning your head but the space of the shelf was too tight.

A shiver ran through your spine as Joels calloused fingertips, ran down the sides of your waist, his cold skin coming in contact with the open space between the hem of your tight singlet and jeans.

"Let me go, Joel, come on, don't be a dick"

"Oh baby, don't act like it's not on purpose, the whole shy act."

He scoffs in annoyance.

"A few days ago, you were falling apart on my fingers. Don't try to deny it. Had you moaning for the whole block to hear."

You wanted to reply with something quick and snarky, but your brain went blank as Joels hands caressed your ass. His fingers feeling you up through the denim, dangerously close to your crotch.

"Please, Joel,"

"What is it, sweetheart?"

His condescending gentle tone contrasted the harsh rubbing of his groin against your ass. You could feel him hardening, and you hated to admit, but for a second, the memory of him in your mouth flashed in your head.

His thick, heavy cock, the veins running down it. The tip was so pretty, dripping with precum, you couldn't forget the taste of him even if you wanted to.

Kicking your feet out, you tried pushing Joel, but the weight of his body against you only got heavier.

He now stood between your legs, his foot kicking at your ankles to push them apart.

One of his hands slid under your shirt, and you felt sick. The guilt in your head fought with the need of your core. The coldness of his fingers as they groped your chest pebbled your nipples.

He groaned as he practically humped your ass while fondling your tits.

At this point the friction of his bulge pushing the denim material of your jeans against your clit left your mouth open, fighting the release of any sounds.

But he'd heard that one whine of yours, and he knew.

You were fucked.

Joels hands tugged your jeans down to your knees, his pupils dilated at the sight of your pink lace thong clinging to your pussy. The material damp enough for him to basically see through it, the cloths material shaped to your pussy.

You tried to wiggle away from his touching, but that only spurred him on.

One of Joel's hands came down to slap your asscheek, the sting followed by his fingers digging through your soft flesh. He wanted to mark you, make you never forget who truly owned your body.

Tears ran down your face by now, mumbling for him to please stop, but Joel could barely hear over the blood rushing from his head to his other head.

Multiple slaps rained down on your behind. The skin was hot and flushed, definitely marked red. Joel slapped hard. Working with his hands for more than forty years gave him more strength than he could control.

It hurt, but not as much as it aroused you.

You hated it.

Hated that even though he hurt you like this, your pussy would still be wet when he checked.

And he did.

When he ripped your underwear down to your jeans, he saw the strands of wetness splitting off the material. The way your pussy shined under the sharp white lights he installed into the storage room just this weekend.

His groan almost sounded like a growl.

"Been waiting for this baby"

"Spent all weekend thinking about this dripping pussy, bet you thought about me too huh"

You had. You had gone home after that night, and in the shower, your mind drifted back to it. Under the shower head, you climaxed.

The water washed away the dirt from the shop and the dirty thoughts from your mind.

"Ngh no..didn't-didnt think of you"

"Oh sweet girl, you wound me, can't even give your old man a second thought"

His verbage reminded you of the truth. The reality that he was far too old to be doing this to you. For goodness sake, he started the shop before you were even conceived and celebrated its 20th anniversary when you were born.

It was wrong.

Disgusting and wrong.

So why were you dripping down your thighs.

Why, when Joel's fingers ran through your folds, were you leaving a mess behind.

Hearing the buckle of his belt and the zip on his jeans, you braced for what was to come.

Or rather for you to come.

His tip rubbed through your folds, it hit your clit and you couldn't help but moan.

Joel kept thrusting through you, prompting more high-pitched noises out of you, whines and moans mixed into one.

His fingers had a bruising grip on your hip, and his head fell back in pleasure.

Leveraging on your hips, he pulled you from the shelf, your feet ungracefully tripped on your jeans around your ankles, without Joel's arms holding you up, you were sure to have fallen.

Sweat dripped down from your forhead from being in such a tight space for so long that your breathing was heavy and eyes widened with desire.

"Ok baby, deep breath for me"

You wanted to shake your head, fuck, you wanted to scream no, but before you even had the chance his dick was inside you.

Just halfway in, before Joel had to tighten his hold around you to stop you from stumbling forward.

A cry left your mouth but no one else was working to hear you.

"It's ok sweetie, relax for me, make it easier for both of us if you just breathe a little."

"Nghn I can't, too big Joel please"

Your hands held onto the edge of a shelf, Joel's grip returning to your hip to drive himself deeper in you, the other one made its way to your clit. His fingers came in contact with the wetness collected around his base and your opening, collecting it to rub your clit.

His fingers had you fumbling for words, only noises able to leave your mouth.

Finally Joel's greying pubic hair was flush with your pussy, he stilled to let you get used to the stretch, and tangled his hand into your hair.

You pulsed around him before slowly moving forward and back, thrusting yourself upon his dick in small motions.

"Yeah, just like that baby, use me, use your daddy, can feel you enjoying it"

In any other situation, with any other person, the nickname would've disgusted you.

But with Joel.

It was different.

Because Joel was daddy.

With his broad shoulders and strong arms. The salt and pepper hair both on his head and downstairs.

His deep southern accent as he spoke.

But most specifically, his age compared to yours.

You could still be in college, and he was just about reaching the age of retiring and settling into a nursing home.

The image of him sat beside a grandma knitting almost made you laugh, except a shift in Joel's hips had you shutting up quickly.

His grip on your hair tightened and forced you to arch your back while his other hand gripped tightly onto the flesh of your ass. He'd sped up now, sharp thrust that reached deep inside you, hard enough that his balls slapped against your clit, the noises of skin against skin filling the room.

God, you hadn't thought about Joel's balls since that night, the way he had them stuffed in your mouth, your spit making a mess everywhere. You could only recall the weight of them holding all that cum which he covered you in a few moments later.

Snapping you back to reality was a hard slap to your ass. Unconsciously, you had been moaning, and each thrust of Joel's hip bought a new noise out of you.

Pulling you upright flush against his chest, Joel's hands mauled at your tits, he loved watching them bounce while he fucked you. Something he thought about often when you were bent over the hood of a car. A sight he'd gotten used to remembering at night with his jeans unzipped while he lay in bed.

His beard scratched into the side of your neck, the mostly grey hair tickling your ear as he whispered dirty words to you.

"That's it, baby, so tight, sure you ain't a virgin, sweetheart?"

"Best fucking pussy I've been in, means a lot from an old man like me"

"Yeahhhh keep clenching around me, she's just tryna suck me in ain't she"

"Fucking come for me baby, come for daddy"

Mewling back your arms wrapped around Joel's neck, his hand bent over your shoulder to snuggle into your neck while he ferociously thrusted upwards into you.

With one hand playing with your nipple, the other rubbed quick circles onto your clit.

"Godd, I'm coming fuck please-please"

With a outcry of daddydaddydadddy your eyes shut tight, flashes of white, and mouth hung open as you orgasmed. Joel licked a path up the side of your neck, his cock stilling deep in you as he felt your pussy clench around him.

"Yeah baby, daddy's gonna fill you up, nice and full of his cum, make me a real daddy huh"

You nodded, in all honestly barely understanding a word he said, your mind was broken, and your limbs like jelly.

So you could only stay limp in Joel's embrace as he pumped his cum in you, waiting for it to end for what felt like too long.

"So perfect sweetie, such a good girl for daddy"

Nodding along a whine left your lips when Joel pulled his soft dick from you, his release dripped down your thighs with some landing on the store rooms floor.

A stain. A tarnish. A reminder of what had happened.

Joel let go of you, your legs were weak, and you stumbled before softly kneeling on the ground, too weak to pull your jeans up. He had already returned to a state of dressed, simply zipping his jeans up and buckling his belt, while your thong and jeans were still tangled around your ankles. Your hair was definitely a mess, and you felt the trail of drool from your mouth down to your chin. He scratched the back of his neck, looking down at you.

"Uhh, I'll get some tissues. Let ya get dressed"

You didn't say anything.

He was a fucking dick. With a dick you loved fucking.

You closed your eyes, hearing his steps fade, pulling up your underwear and pants, before reaching to get that box of rags, tears stained your cheeks as you tried to wipe them. But more came rushing down, blurring your vision.

He could be a literal grandpa, and you've had more than enough trash hookups that ended worse than this.

So why the fuck were you feeling like this about your old pervy boss Joel fucking Miller?

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Footsies

dbsf!Joel x reader

Warnings: perv!Joel | voyeurism | masturbating with panties | Joel watched you mastrubate and gets off on it | footplay under the table | making out | dirty talk | pussy eating | handjob | daddy kink | pet names | mentions of Joel being old | refers to his schlong as 'him' | creampie

a/n: buckle up yall, this was a long one. I honestly posted the poll for fun because I wanted to write all 3 stories anyways to show my thanks for all the support I've been getting on my blog. So fret not if the one you chose didn't win because it will be posted anyways. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did writing it, much love Faye xoxo♡

wc: 4.3k

UNEDITED

It only happened once.

You'd forgotten to do it for the first time.

Usually aware about the fifty-something year old man's bedroom window across from yours. Yet in your restless need tonight the thought slipped away like the blankets on your silk sheets.

Your beige curtains, pushed aside to cover one-third of the window, enough to allow the evenings golden glow to pass through and illuminate the room.

Now in the late hours of the night it was your bedside lamp leaving a yellow hazy glow across the expanse of your skin.

Your clothes quick to follow your blanket, just a scrap of white lace material left on you.

*

Joel's limbs stumbled upstairs, his eyes heavy from the exhaustion of today's work, motivated by the thought of falling into bed and sleeping through the weekends morning. He entered his room going directly towards his drawers to place his cash and watch.

Too late to realise he didn't even switch the lights on, your rooms lamp was enough to pass through his window.

Upon this realisation he looked up.

A sharp inhale and then stillness, like one more breath or movement would give his position away. Almost like he'd get caught enjoying what he was seeing. An old man in his fifties watching a young twenty year olds hands roaming all over herself.

God he was disgusting and he loved it.

"Fuck", his hand palmed the front of his jeans, a bulge already forming.

The first contact of your fingers with your centre had your back arching, mouth ajar to let out a whimper.

Joel turned away, "fuck am I doing...", his hand gripping his own blinds to shut them but it was almost like some external force was stopping him. The internal battle being his dick and brain arguing between lust and reason.

His eyes danced across your body, the way your hands caressed your tits, rubbing them together and pinched your nipples. Joel imagined how soft they'd feel in his hand, the way you'd whimper when his grey stubble scratched against your sensitive nipples as his face was buried between the supple fat of your breasts.

At this point there was no going back, Joel's hand was already wrapped around himself, the precum that stained his jeans dripped down the length aiding as a lubricant.

Your hands rubbed yourself through the thin lace cloth, the material scratched against your clit perfectly, and you could already feel how damp it had gotten. The slick liquid seeping out of your hole and into the fabric. Lifting your hips, you hooked your fingers into the panties and slid them down your legs.

Joel nearly let out a growl as strands of your wetness created a bridge between your panties and wet folds. His tip spurted out more precum and if he didn't know better he'd have thought he already came. The white liquid made a bigger mess as his hand worked along his length, his closed fist pushing it closer to his crotch where it dripped to his balls and soaked into the denim.

It was almost painful, the way you teased him so coyly.

Gripping onto the side of the dresser, his nails dug crescents into the old wood. Joel couldn't look away, like a moth to a flame, his eyes followed the course of your hand. Watching you throw your panties to the pile of clothes and then return to your centre where your fingers swirled through the wet mess.

He could just imagine how warm you'd feel, the slick would stick to his fingers and he'd drag them to his mouth to taste your sweet nectar before feeding it to you for a taste of yourself.

You dragged your first two fingers downwards, not entering but just teasing yourself to want more. God, Joel knew five minutes with him and you'd break.

Your mouth opened wider as your fingers entered your pussy, Joel's expression matching as he sped up the movements of his hand.

He watched as one hand worked to drag you to climax while the other squeezed your tits. He could just picture himself stuffing you full of his fingers, you struggling to take the large size of them, while he bit at your nipples drawing out the sweetest noises.

He knew it was wrong yet the taboo nature of it seemed to spur him on more.

Reaching your peak, your fingers slid faster in and out of yourself, the sheer need for release had your palm slapping perfectly against your clit and your head turning from side to side.

Stuffing your face into the pillows to muffle your screams you arched your back off the bed, with stuttering movements of your fingers trying to lengthen the sensation of your climax.

Joel watched as your chest heaved up and down, his eyes briefly shutting to picture how sweet your face would look while on your knees stroking his cock. Your mouth struggling to fit all of him as he shoved himself down ur throat, tears rolling down your face as his release shot out.

Looking down he saw his cum rolling down his hand "shit...fuck ya doing to me", shaking his head he looked out the widnow to see you already under the sheets, lamp off with only the moonlight outlining your silhouette.

You woke up the next morning after the mind blowing orgasm you waited all week for. Sliding out of bed to go get breakfast after slipping into your robe, you expected your dad to be working in the backyard like most Saturday mornings.

*

Heading downstairs you turned a corner to the kitchen where you bumped into a hard wall. Except there was no hard wall, just the chest of your old neighbour with that deep Texan voice that had your knees weak. Staring up at him you were lost for words, too confused at what he was doing in your house after you just woke up wearing nothing but a robe that's knot was getting looser by the second.

Joel's strong hands grabbed your shoulders to keep you steady, his eyes widening at the cleavage peaking through before his eyes met yours and that soft smile returned.

"Careful sweetheart, wouldn't want ya getting hurt now."

Nodding your head slowly you mumbled a small sorry, trying to avoid eye contact so he wouldn't see the deep flush across your cheeks.

He let out a cough moving out of the way to let you through.

"Sorry bout that, I'll let you on your way now-wait wouldn't happen to mind pointing me to the bathroom"

"What..oh yeah of course just up the stairs, second door to the right."

"Thanks"

Brushing past you up the stairs, Joel's hand pressed against the small of your back, a little lower then one would deem appropriate but you barely noticed.

Heading to the fridge your dad walked past with a bottle of water.

"Hey hun, got Joel over to work on the pool, want to get that working for the summer neighbourhood barbecues."

"Sounds great dad, be careful with your back"

"Oh come on now, should be saying that to Joel, he's got a few years on me"

"Whatchu saying about me, old man?" Joel's voice rang out as he jokingly punched your dad on the shoulder. Laughing together, the two of them walked out to the backyard.

Maybe if your back wasn't turned to the two you would've seen the familiar white cloth peeking from Joel's back pocket.

Joel reached the top of the stairs, now was it a right or left, maybe he knew deep down which way was right but he was just oh so curious. Opening the door he caught sight of a new perspective of what your room looked like, this time not through your window which he could see beside the bed. Walking forward his shoe stood over something, looking down he saw your shirt and on top of them was your panties.

The way your voice would whine out when he keeps using his tongue to fuck you. This was his breaking point. He used your underwear to wrap around his cock, his liquids mixing with yours as he spurted into the lace. Hoping for no mess, but he was sure he'd have missed a few drops, a surprise for you to find.

The very same white lace underwear you wore yesterday. Crouching down Joel picked them up, his fingers still feeling the dampness from your need. Groaning he bought them to his face, nose stuffed deep in the cloth that covers your pussy, as he inhaled as much as he could. The scent of you like a drug he couldn't get enough of. Immediately he felt the blood rush to his cock, the bulge through his jeans prominent.Unbuckling his belt he unzipped them to pull his dick out, pressing the panties harder until he said fuck it and stuck his tongue out. The first taste of you was a high he would never reach again. At this point he had the panties crotch stuffed in his mouth, jerking himself up and down nearly cumming. He imagined tasting your pussy, wrapping his mouth around your clit and running his tongue through your wet folds. Your thighs squeezing around his head as you let this old man eat your young sweet cunt.

Joel knew it was wrong but he fucking loves it, your oblivious self wouldn't ever know.

*

His gaze locked onto yours and for a second you thought you had spoken your thoughts aloud, the way his mouth turned up into a smirk, almost like he read your mind and was teasing you.

Your dad and Joel spent majority of the day working on the pool. By lunchtime you had already made sandwiches and cold drinks, unbeknownst to Joel's eyes roaming your body. Scanning the way your thighs looked in those tiny cotton shorts and how your nipples poked out of the thin singlet you had on to fight the hot summer air. He was glued to how your ass poked out when you bent over to put the plates down.

By 5pm they came back inside, from the couch in the living room you watched Joel's broad frame covered in sweat soaking his grey shirt, he drank water like he was dying of thirst. He took large gulps as droplets escaped from the corners of his mouth, dripping over the veins on his neck, god you wished you could lick them.

Your dads voice broke you away from your thoughts.

"Ah come on Joel, sure you can stay for dinner, not like you got anyone waiting for you at home and you know Annie cooks up a storm in the kitchen."

Chuckling Joel shook his head, knowing there was no point starting this conversation with your dad, he was persistent when it came to taking care of Joel, he was lonely at home as much as he'd never admit it.

Turning around to place his glass in the sink, you noticed something white hanging out of Joel's pocket, the fabric was familiar but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

Placing the final dish down you took a seat across from Joel. It had taken a while but by the time you finished setting the table you realised exactly why that fabric was recognisable. The lace pattern was the exact same as the panties you wore last night.

Seems like someone had done a little bit of snooping and you knew just how to get back at him.

The conversation flowed swiftly, your mother raving to your dad and Joel about her day at work, while he updated her on the progress of the backyard. Poking at the vegetables on your plate you decided now would be a good time to act.

Raising your leg your foot creeped it's way up Joel's denim clad leg. Releasing a grunt in surprise he tried to cover it up with a few coughs, your mother tapping your arm to go get him and your dad a beer from the fridge. Holding the back of Joel's chair you leaned forward to place the glass bottle next to his plate, rubbing yourself just a bit to close into his side, prompting a heavy release of air from him.

Settling back in your seat you plastered a small smile onto your face, your plan was just beginning.

"You alright there Joel?"

Your foot returned back to its previous position, currently rested on Joel's thigh while the conversation continued. Your mum changed her direction of questions to Joel, asking about his work and what he did on his offdays. As soon as his mouth opened to answer you straightened out for leg resting your foot on his crotch, he stuttered an answer out, your dad giving him a questioning look.

"Mhm sorry think the beer went down the wrong pipe haha"

It's not like he could tell his best friend their daughters foot was rubbing on the growing bulge in his jeans.

After 30 more second of your relentless moving his hand reached under the table to grip your ankle, his face taking shape of a disapproving look, brows furrowed and mouth downturned into a frown.

Then your fork fell, your mother shaking her head making a joking comment about your clumsiness.

Crawling down under the table you acted to search around for your fork, making your way to Joel's legs where your hands rubbed up his thighs, he could feel the tine weight of your fingertips getting dangerously close to his cock hardening in his pants. Getting back to your chair you smiled turning to your mother.

"Found it"

Shaking her head at you, Joel and your dad walked over to the living room, a little stagger in Joel's steps, while you began cleaning the table.

Your dad returned soon,

"Don't worry hun, I'll help your mum out, you go keep Joel company before he leaves."

With a nod you made your way over to the next room.

"So what was that all about sweetheart?"

"I don't know what you mean."

You tilted your head to the side, acting confused.

"Oh come on you were practically giving me a foot job in front of your parents."

He scoffs out.

"Oh come on don't act like my panties aren't shoved into your back pocket right now." You mocked him, crossing your arms across your chest only accentuating the cleavage of your breast in your shirt.

His mouth opened to respond but he had to stop himself, shocked that you had found out or rather how you found out. Patting his back pocket he realised the small flap of cloth hanging out.

Well fuck...too late now.

*

You had already walked closer to him in his daze, your feet only inches apart as you stared up, scanning for any sign of doubt.

Yet when he saw the proximity between you both, it was a ravaging look in his eyes.

With one hand tangled in your hair his other pressed your back pushing you forward into him as his mouth met yours.

You said your goodbye too, a small wave, unexpectedly Joel pulled you in for a hug, the kind your parents thought was just friendly. But they didn't hear the words he whispered into your ear.

You could taste the beer he just had and a mild after-taste of a cigarette he must've smoked before dinner. It felt like you were drowning in the warmth of both, melting into his strong arms that held you up. Moaning into his mouth he took his chance to slip his tongue past your lips, the two of you wrestling for dominance but a sharp tug in your hair had you submitting.

A passing pair of footsteps had you pushing Joel away leaving a metre distance between the two of you. Your dad passed by and you hoped to god he wouldn't see the pieces of your hair out of place or your swollen lips that still lingered with the taste of Joel. Leading him to the door your parents said their goodbyes, requesting that Joel come by more often for dinner once you left for college.

Leave your window unlocked, wanna swing by tonight yea?

Locking the door, your parents bid you goodnight heading upstairs, catching sight of the two wine glasses and bottle of red that your mum held you knew they would be unconscious within a hour.

A tingly feeling filled your body and you felt a warm pool of heat in your stomach as you skipped down the hall from the kitchen to your room. The downstairs bedroom window would be more than easy for Joel's aged body to get into and you unlocked it before heading to your closet to change, giggling to yourself at the insanity of the situation.

Taking out a matching set of cream pyjamas you decided to leave on the pink lace panties that matched the white ones Joel stole.

By the time you had finished getting ready for bed, switched the lights off, lit a nice vanilla candle and gotten under the sheets, Joel slid the window open. He slid it closed behind him taking his jacket off before walking towards your bed.

"Watchu laughing at girl"

"Nothing"

Hiding behind your hand you stifled a laugh at how this 57 year old man looked like a teenager sneaking into his girlfriends room on a Friday night.

"Hm that's what I thought, now come here"

Joel's arms wrapped around you, resuming where your last make out session left off. This time you unabashedly returned the kiss, moaning into his mouth while trying to be quiet at the same time. Pulling away you leaned forward to try reconnect but Joel stopped you.

"You sure you won't regret this honey, you're still young you know. Don't owe anything to an old man like me"

"Want you Joel please..please want you so bad"

"Okay okay baby don't worry I'm right here"

Moving quickly Joel unbuttoned you top and removed your shorts.

"Fuckkk wore these for me did you babygirl"

Nodding you shifted your hips showing off the bows that adorned the sides. He smiled tracing them with his fingers before feeling the soft skin of your thighs. Your whined pawing at his shirt, lifting the material to see underneath.

"Alright I got it..don't want to rush this baby"

Chucking his shirt onto your bedroom floor he unbuckled his belt and removed his jeans too, leaving both of you in your underwear. Crawling into his lap you kisses him again, this time he dragged his lips down your neck, drawing out more noises from you. His lips kissed down to your breasts where he lavishly licked at each nipple, soaking both in his spit and watching them harden from the cold air of your room.

"You want it nice and slow hun"

Shaking your head Joel's head tipped back releasing a groan.

"Your killing me over here baby"

Pushing you back against your pillows Joel crawled til his face met your covered centre. He could feel the heat omitting off that area and couldn't wait to dive in.

"What do you need sweetie, tell your daddy nice and clearly"

Whining from both the embarrassment and and your neediness you replied,

"Please Joel, just want you-please daddy want you to touch my pussy"

Growling into your cunt Joel ripped you pink lace thong off you throwing it somewhere as he dove mouth first onto you.

You could only describe it at electrifying, his tongue worked like magic on you, exploring the folds and dragging your wetness up to you clit where his mouth collected all the liquid and drank it like his life depended on you. He couldn't get enough of the taste, it was so sweet, so you.

You yanked at your Joel's greying hair, eyes shut tight in euphoria as he held onto your thighs to stop your legs from shaking.

"Fuck..gonna come fuck daddy"

"Yeah show me how you come baby, come all over my tongue."

Your words spurred him on, his tongue pushing through your entrance, it was a point of depravity he couldn't turn back from. Wanting his best friends daughter to come on his tongue as he fucked you with it. A finally suck of your clit had you shaking, reaching that climax you desperately held onto, Joel continuing to lick you in the hopes of making it last longer.

"Oh god daddy..pleasplease fuck no more"

Lifting his head Joel licked his lips but he knew when he kissed you that you would taste yourself, more accurately you'd feel the mess you left on his grey speckled stubble. You tugged down Joel's boxers, slipping them off you watched his thick, heavy length spring up against his soft abs. Your eyes widened not expecting that. It was long, and thick, the tip was angry and red with veins adorning most of the length. His balls looked full and heavy and he had a thatch of pubic hair trailing up to his happy trail.

"Well don't just sit there staring at him baby, daddy doesn't have all night."

Absentmindedly nodding your hand reached out to barely fully wrap around it. He hissed at the tight grip you had on him.

"Up and down sweetie"

The longer you did just that, the more white precum dribbled from his tip and coated your fingers. Joel thought the sight was sinful, fuck the whole situation was taboo. An old man with a sweet girl like you. It was a a porn cliché as old as time. He couldn't take it anymore.

Manhandling you, he spread your legs and pushed your knees to meet your shoulders, the position exposed everything but you'd never felt more comfortable with someone like you did with Joel. He slapped your wet puffy cunt with his thick cock, the sounds of skin against skin echoed in your room and had you getting wetter.

"Bit of a tight fit, but you're gonna take all of daddy aren't you"

Nodding you agreed.

"Please, please want all of it wanna be full of you."

"Fuck here we go baby"

The tip went in first, it stretched you out already, Joel watched your tiny tight pussy struggle to take him, around the half way point you were already fucked out.

"No more daddy, too full please"

"Just a bit more baby come on make daddy happy"

"Mmmh fuck"

Joel pushed the final half in groaning at the sensation of your wet pussy lips meeting the base of his cock. You were definitely tight, so warm like a pillow moulded around his dick.

"All in. Can daddy move sweetheart"

"Pleaseplease don't stop"

Chuckling at your change in mood, Joel held onto your thighs and started moving in and out. His pace picked up speed quickly and before you knew it the sound of his cock entering you was like a ringing alarm. Relentless and loud. His thighs slapped against the back of yours and he was shoving you deeper in the mass of pillows with half of them already having fallen off. Your eyes squeezed shit and your pussy tightened around him.

"Oh yea baby do that again, fucking taking your daddy so good aren't you. Meant to take this big daddy dick."

"Fucking filthy. My fucking filthy slut, whoring yourself out to me. I could be your fucking father. Heck I could be your grandpa. You don't care though, baby just needs something to fill up her wet cunt."

Joel accentuated each sentence with a thrust reaching that special soft spot in you. It didn't take very long for you to reach your peak.

"Please daddy wanna come, please let me come"

"Yeah baby come on my dick, wanna feel that fucking pussy tighter around me"

Nodding your head Joel's hand grabbed your jaw, squishing your face and forcing your eyes to open.

"Nuh uh, baby you aren't coming if your eyes are closed, wanna see your eyes on me the whole time."

"Ngh okay daddy-fuck I'm coming daddydaddydaddyy"

You said it like in a trance, tongue hanging out of your mouth with a string of drool hanging off it, a single tear rolling down your cheek from the stimulation that Joel kissed away. One of his hands held onto your boob, twisting and rubbing your nipple while squishing the soft flesh. His other hand pushed your right leg further back, almost folding you in half as his held tilted back to growl nearly animalisitically at the ceiling. With a final groan, almost moan, Joel thrust deep in you one last time.

"Gonna cum baby, daddy's gonna fill you up, stuff you full of his cum til it's overflowing and dripping out."

Bracing your hands on Joel's solid chest you mewled out feeling his cum shoot inside your pussy, a load being pumped into you an when you thought it was over there was more.

Finally Joel finished, wrapping his arms around you to lay your head on his chest. Kissing the top of your head he cradled your limp exhausted body.

With a teasing smile you looked up at him.

"Not too bad for an old man"

"Baby we both know I'd still fuck you just as good in my sixties"

"We'll just have to wait and see then huh daddy?"

"You fucking kill me sweetie"

Chuckling against your forehead he placed one last kiss against it, basking in the last moments he had with you before he'd have to crawl out your window in the early hours of the morning.

[fayesia]

Greasin' the engine shaft

pervyold!Joel x younger!reader

Warnings: inappropriate workplace behaviour | dubcon | borderline noncon? | humping | spanking | Joel's eats it from the back | pussy+ass eating | refers to himself as "old man" | nicknames: sweetheart, honey, baby | spit play | manhandling | facefucking

Part 2 : here

His gaze followed you. Soft brown doe eyes contrasted the rough, sharp edges of his face. Joel hired you due to the sheer lack of staff in the autoshop. Only a few could take his harsh criticism. Many ended up with a black eye after an argument and their last paycheck the next morning.

The other few misogynistic fucks working whispered that you were just a pretty piece of ass Joel kept around as eye candy. You've done the books though, spent 3 months working through the shops finances, saving it from bankruptcy before you got to show where your real skills lie.

3 months until Joel got to walk into the shop every morning and see your body bent over the open hood of a car. The jeans you wore were old, baggy, and rubbed through with grease stains that no detergent stood a chance against. While your upper half was clad in a tight once upon a time white singlet, the material also dirtied with dark stains ranging from yellow to brown to black. But Joel couldn't imagine a sexier sight, the way your tits were about to slip out of your top and how you always wiped the dirt and sweat off your face with a makeshift rag made from his old flannel.

You noticed him too.

Somedays, you'd come to work and see Joel already getting through a job, his hands dirty and covered in oil stains as he wiped the sweat off his brow.

It was a carnal image, and you hated that you loved it.

Seeing the salt and pepper haired man in a tight tshirt soaked through with sweat, sleeves rolled up just enough for a slutty peak of his veiny forearms and massive biceps.

The perfect size to wrap around your neck while he pounded into you. Full nelson style.

*

You thought it must've been an accident at first. The way he'd have to move past you behind the counter and his hands would grip onto your waist, crotch rubbing against the curve or your ass, while you had to keep a smile plastered onto your face with the rudest karen of a customer.

It seemed less of an accident when you'd be working on a cars engine and notice Joel's presence behind you. Not too close, but under his watchful eye, something would slip and go wrong, immediately rushing to the scene, his hands wrapped around yours to help you. Body pressed flushed against your own where you could clearly feel his hard on. But he acted oblivious, twisting a cap back on before rubbing the small of your back and reprimanding you. Considering the rest of the workers could've landed with a slap to the back of the head, you'd take the groping.

It definitely wasn't an accident when you got stuck under a car while working on an oil change. The wheel to the car creeper jammed, and you were left stuck there calling for Joel, the only one working at the time, to come pull you out. His hands grabbed onto your ankles, then your thighs, then your hips, and once you were finally out, his large body loomed over your own. Hands resting on your ribs, but his thumbs were most definitely digging into the underside of your tits.

No doubt he was feeling up the weight of them. He had no shame either, absentmindedly asking if you were okay while his eyes were glued to your chest and apparently his hands too.

You simply thanked him, wanting to leave the awkward situation you were in with your fifty something year old boss. It wasn't normally for a twenty year old like you to have this experience...so why was the spot between your legs throbbing?

From then on, you noticed the subtle motions Joel made to simply be around you, stare at you, touch you, even talk to you about nothing relatively important. He knew more about your great aunts hip surgery than anyone you were friends with.

After that situation with the car creeper your body language with Joel became more than enployee and employer. You thought it as a silly inside joke between the two of you. But you couldn't have been more wrong as to what this 'joke' would lead to.

While he attended to a customer, you bent down to get something from behind the counter, ass directly against his crotch. Making a greying man like that stutter was in your top ten achievements.

You tried subtlety too.

During conversations, your hand would rest on Joel's bicep while you laughed at any joke he'd make. Even your lips formed a pout in response to every attempted reprimand he gave you, only angering your coworkers more when he'd fall victim to your puppy eyes. But upon remembering how the last guy who called him out for his leniency got sacked, no one said a word. Joel didn't care if it was just both of you left to run the shop. In fact, he'd rather prefer. He was accustomed to nightly thoughts of the two of you brandishing every part of the workshop with sex.

Over the counter, the hood of a car, the office desk, the inside of a customer's car, even the alley behind the store where a truck picked up the old car pieces.

He'd do anything to fuck you anywhere.

And he was getting impatient, the relentless teasing was getting to a point and he was gonna fuck you sooner than later.

*

One of the last few workers, Gary, mumbled something to you.

"Huh, what was that?"

"I said you don't mind closing up, would ya?"

Joel watched the interaction, waiting to see what you'd say, but you knew better than to confront these roughed up middle-aged men and simply nodded.

His voice rang out through the now empty shop while everyone drove off.

"Thanks, sweetheart. I'll reward you good with the extra hours, don't worry"

"It's fine, not too keen on heading to the bar to watch some old men flirt with girls half their age."

Nodding as he counted the money in the til, his head lifted up.

"You don't think that's fine hun?"

"What?"

"An old man with a girl half his age?"

His eyes sharpened as he questioned you, like the next answer you gave was critical.

"Just not for me, I guess, I mean, kinda weird, don't you think?"

Turning to face you, Joel moved towards you from behind the counter. He got closer and closed with each step.

"Can't keep answering my questions with more questions, sweetheart."

"I wasnt-i just-whys this even important, let's just drop it okay?"

"No, let's not."

Surging forward, Joel trapped your body between him and the back wall of the shop. His big hands kept you in place while his head lowered to your neck. His pointed nose leading a trail up your neck.

"Fuckk, smell so good, don't you, sweetest damn thing left in this godforsaken shop"

You froze. It was just a joke, right? All the flirting and the touching, you never pictured it going anywhere.

You could be his daughter for fucksake.

His grip was unrelenting, though. Tight against your upper arms to the point that it hurt.

"Please Joel, you're hurting me"

"Sorry hun"

Releasing you, his lips crashed onto yours. They were slightly chapped, and he could taste the sweet artificial lip gloss you had on. Your shock allowed his tongue to slide into your mouth. The taste of cigarettes and whiskey was strong, too strong against the bubblegum flavour of yours.

You hated the fact that the longer his mouth dominated yours, the stronger that feeling between your legs got. The subtle drumming as Joels hands grabbed your legs to wrap around his waist, the movements rubbing your core against the bulge growing in his jeans.

"Ngh please Joel stop"

"It's alright honey, can feel you wanting it"

Your limbs went limp, resting your body solely against his while his hands groped the curve of your ass. He pulled away from the kiss, letting out a chuckle when your head leaned forward to connect you two again.

Joel lifted your shirt off you, working on getting your jeans down while you unhooked your bra. Dragging you to the hood of that Karen customers car, he bent your over, reeling his hand to slap against your covered ass. You grunted from the force of it, certain he had left a mark even through your underwear. Kneeling down behind you, his face shoved into your centre, inhaling your scent through the cotton, while he rubbed himself through his jeans.

"Godd..sweet fucking young cunt, can't get enough of you"

His nose brushed against your damp centre, this time using both his hands to come down against your soft skin. Joel's tongue sticks out to lick the wet fabric, the taste of you enough for precum to start leaking from his tip, dampening the front of his jeans to form a dark patch.

You pushed back against his face, whining at Joel's teasing.

Joel couldn't believe this was happening. To be honest, your reaction at the other guys talking to younger girls seemed enough reason to back off, but when else would he get a chance like this with you. To have you humping your wet soaking pussy against his face like a dog in heat.

It was now or never.

And he couldn't wait to get to greasin' his engine shaft.

Looking back at Joel, you knew he couldn't handle the pleading look in your eyes. The look that screamed "fuck me please, I need you".

Deep down, you knew how disgusting this truly was. You were young, barely leaving your teenage years behind, and Joel was Joel. A greying man in his fifties who most girls in a bar warily turned away from to evade preying eyes.

But right now, you just needed him so badly.

"Please Joel, please"

"Tell me whatchu want sweetheart, exactly what you want this old man to do"

"God...please lick my pussy"

"Not my name, but if you're begging so much"

Laughing at his joke like it was the best one of the century, his hands tugged down your underwear, stuffing it into his pocket for later tonight. Where he could lay in bed, wrapping the cloth around his dick and jerk off to the memory of pounding into your tight pussy.

Snapping out of his future plans he focused onto the sight of your wet cunt, your slick clearly dripping through your folds. Dinner was served.

Joel smashed his lips to you, his tongue tracing around and between every fold, collecting all the fluids into his mouth before reeling back and spitting it onto your tight hole. The blob of liquid dripping down from your asshole to your clit as your moaned out into the empty store filled with the hum of the generator. Collecting it all before it could drip down, his mouth went straight back to work.

His tongue lay straight as he pushed it into your entrance. The sensation was unreal. At the same time, his nose nudged your tight ring of muscle.

"Oh God, Joel keep going, don't stop..please"

"Mhph"

Joel's muffled response vibrated on you, adding to the stimulation.

"Fuck da- Joel I'm gonna come"

The slip meant to go unoticed.

"Couldn't have gotten anymore perfect, now you're going and calling me daddy. Come for me hun, come for your daddy"

Letting out a serious of moans, Joel's mouth sucked at your clit taking you that bit further to climaxing. At this point you didn't care how you desperate you looked humping against Joel's face, especially when his strong hands gripped the flesh of your thighs keeping you in place.

Joel couldn't get enough of you, the taste of you or the feel of you. It was almost too much, smothering all of his senses to the point that he could barely think straight

Grabbing you by the shoulder, Joel pushes you to your knees before unzipping his jeans to pull his dick out. The unrelenting pressure finally gone as he groaned out while stroking himself.

Your eyes widened. Sure, you felt his bulge against you a few times, but you'd never guess it would be this long or thick. The tip had precum dribbling along it, streaks of the liquid running down over the numerous veins. It looked angry and painful.

"Time to help daddy out, sweetheart, took care of you real good, didn't I."

You looked up at Joel, eyes filled with hesitancy, the exposure of your naked body compared to Joel's entirely covered one internally shaming yourself for your lust.

But your daddy wasn't going to have that.

Fingers hooking your jaw open before shoving himself in, the immediate pressure was sure to leave a bruise, but you soon matched his pace. Tongue gliding along every ridge and bumb until your throat could memorise the pathway of that one vein travelling down his entire length.

"Gonna cum sweetie, swallow it for me yeah, swallow all of it."

Nodding your head, you could barely make out Joel's face through the tears brimming in your eyes. Your face soaked in spit, snot, and tears, but Joel couldn't care less. This is the picture he'd remember, how he liked you looking the best.

On your knees. Fucked out. Needy. Lusting.

With one last shove his hands held your face in place, spit dribbling onto his balls as he pumped your throat full of cum. You choked on it as he pulled out but his fingers pushed any escaping drops of cum back leaving nothing to waste. His dick still hung in front of you, surprisingly still keeping its length after cumming. Your tongue peeked out to lick the tip making Joel hiss at the overstimulation.

"I know hun you need me, but I'm an old man now. I can't keep up the way I could back in the day, gimme a few."

Part 2...perchance?

[fayesia]

AND THE WINNER IS...

*pervyold!Joel x younger!reader: working at the mechanic shop*

Greasin' the engine shaft

Warnings: inappropriate workplace behaviour | dubcon | borderline noncon? | humping | spanking | Joel's eats it from the back | pussy+ass eating | refers to himself as "old man" | nicknames: sweetheart, honey, baby | spit play | manhandling | facefucking

Sample:

During conversations your hand would rest on Joel's bicep while you laughed at any joke he'd make. Even your lips formed a pout in response to every attempted reprimand he gave you, only angering your coworkers more when he'd fall victim to your puppy eyes. But upon remembering how the last guy who called him out for his leniency got sacked no one said a word. Joel didn't care if it was just both of you left to run the shop, in fact he'd rather prefer it. He was accustomed to nightly thoughts of the two of you brandishing every part of the workshop with sex.

Over the counter, the hood of a car, the office desk, the inside of a customer's car, even the alley behind the store where a truck picked up the old car pieces. He'd do anything to fuck you anywhere. And he was getting impatient, the relentless teasing was getting to a point and he was gonna fuck you sooner than later.

Coming soon...

[fayesia]

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ᯓ🔨 Gresin' the engine shaft

⤷part 2

*2nd try posting this so rly hoping it works this time 😭*

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⤷pt.2

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[fayesia]

hihiiiii !! not a request (thankfully for you) but how do i use twitter links , im new to tumblr and i still have to get used to how to do things !!!

Hello!! Just a few things to keep in mind when accessing Twitter links:

─ ⋆⋅☆ You need to create/have a Twitter account and be signed in

─ ⋆⋅☆ Sometimes the links will come from an account that's been suspended or the account deleted the post. I unfortunately love making these posts and struggle to keep up with which links are deleted (although I'm trying to replace a few when I can, as well as just posting new ones)

I do appreciate any requests or questions, so please feel free to reach out, and more posts are on the way :)

Faye xoxo

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⤷modern!aemond with stripper!reader in the clubs VIP room

⤷loves to treat you with his fingers

⛓️Aegon Targaryen

⤷using his handmaid in the forest

⤷found your toy

⛓️Rhaenyra Targaryen

⤷explorations

⤷burning daylight

⤷helping nurse her aching body

⛓️Alicent Hightower

⤷serving your queen

⤷bathtime

⤷have you ever tried this one

Paris😛

⤷Daemon and Criston love to share their princess

⤷Aegon and Aemond. Double trouble.

⤷Criston Cole loves the Hightower sisters

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Arcane Twitter Links 18+ Part 2

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༄˖°.🍂🍺🕯.ೃ࿔*:･

Viktor✮⋆˙

۶ৎ dom!viktor letting you ride him as a reward

۶ৎ wet, messy, and stick 24/7

۶ৎ loves to touch and taste

۶ৎ drinks it like its water

۶ৎ free use for him anytime, anywhere

Silco✮⋆˙

۶ৎ reuniting after a week apart on business

۶ৎ older!silco with younger!reader (rip king maybe in another universe you'd get this old)

۶ৎ bonding with silco and vander

۶ৎ 69 in the office

۶ৎ stuffing you full of him

Vander✮⋆˙

۶ৎ first time trying anal

۶ৎ bonding with silco and vander

۶ৎ rubbing his face all in you

۶ৎ catching you using a "replacement" mid bar shift

۶ৎ showing off his strength even in the bedroom

Jayce✮⋆˙

۶ৎ eating it from the back before pounding into you

۶ৎ first time going raw

۶ৎ wrapping all of you in his arms

۶ৎ messy couch time

۶ৎ beard!jayce after returning from the other universe to reunite with you

Mel✮⋆˙

۶ৎ first time with a hextoy

۶ৎ squirting on her strap

۶ৎ bsf!Mel getting closer with you

۶ৎ you both love to play together

۶ৎ relieving her stress after a council meeting

Vi✮⋆˙

۶ৎ playing in the shower

۶ৎ just her fingers

۶ৎ wake up call

۶ৎ netflix and chill

۶ৎ 69

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✦•┈๑⋅⋯ Arcane 18+ Twitter Links ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

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🌀⋆｡𖦹°🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Jayce_______________________________

ᯓSize difference

ᯓTaking a seat

ᯓGrabbing your hair

ᯓSquirting

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Viktor_______________________________

ᯓMunch

ᯓPleasing you with his mouth and fingers

ᯓHelping him through his pain

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Silco________________________________

ᯓRewards

ᯓUsing Brothelworker!reader

ᯓMaking use of his tie

ᯓUsing your mouth

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Vi___________________________________

ᯓRiding for her

ᯓShe loves to tease

ᯓTaking you from the back

ᯓYearns to please

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Jinx_________________________________

ᯓFast fingers

ᯓShe loves pushing you to your limits

ᯓLoves to get on top

ᯓWorks her tongue perfectly

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Ekko________________________________

ᯓWet and dripping

ᯓSticky

ᯓUsing his tongue

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Vander______________________________

ᯓFilling you up

ᯓLoves carrying his good girl

ᯓRewarding his favourite waitress

⋆｡𖦹°‧★Caitlyn______________________________

ᯓEating her up

ᯓ"Just friends"

ᯓRiding her

ᯓPounding you into her royal bed