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i love you so rhia and i love thigh riding <3

mess - (stanley uris x reader)

HAHA THIS IS FROM MY WATTPAD BUT I HAVEN'T POSTED IN LIKE SO LONG I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE Y'ALL HANGING AHJAKA

warnings: thigh riding. THAT'S LITERALLY IT HAHA

her hips moved in an uneven rhythm, not even giving the slightest care at how much noise she was making right now. the friction of her clothed heat rubbing against his khaki brown shorts is causing her to whimper uncontrollably, in which he is just simply gripping her hips to help her move back and forth.

"mmph i- stanley." she mewled, biting down onto his exposed shoulder. his arms wrapping around her frame to pull her a bit closer to his warm body. his hardening cock strained against his shorts.

but he doesn't care about his own pleasure right now, because he's trying to help his extremely stressed girlfriend get off before he even thinks about himself.

"you're doing so good, baby doll." he pipes out, causing another moan to fall from her flushed lips. "you can go faster."

and so she did, speeding up her pace also causing her to go a lot rougher, and if she didn't know any better, she'd think she's hurting him because of how rough she is moving against his thigh.

her arms are draped around his neck, giving her a little more balance as she humps herself on his leg. he goes over to whisper something in her ear, but she's so caught up in her pleasure that she doesn't catch what he says, only letting a small gasp as he bites on her ear.

his hands moved to her ass as his lips connected to the sensitive flesh under her ear, kissing it roughly.

the yellow tinted light bulb shined on her skin and made the marks he had left on her stand out. her lips looked extremely plump and her face was glowing with pleasure as she whimpered out his name, feeling the textures and friction on her clit. even her thinking about it had brought her scarily close to the edge.

a sudden sensitivity ran through her body, causing her legs to become unstable and a weak moan screamed from her throat. her hips became almost limp and she could barely move herself anymore. she hadn't cum yet, but she was so fucking close that she was frustrated her body had become too tired to let her go.

stan noticed her sudden stop, realizing that she was close. he grabbed her hips reassuringly and helped her move along, another noise strangling out of her mouth.

"stan i'm-"

"cum for me, princess." he cut her off, speeding up his hands even quicker.

a spew of oh my god, fuck, yes, stanley roared from her mouth as she came undone on him. she felt her body shake and her toes were curling at the intensity of her orgasm. she put her head in his neck, he breathing heavy and holding onto him for dear life.

"look at the mess you made, babe. you did so good, so good." he said, taking his hand to push back her hips a bit to see the spot she left on his thigh. she whimpered at his words.

she looked down, noticing his cock painfully hard in his shorts. she smiled.

"your turn."

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yo if you’re a cis girl or afab and femme presenting and you’d be comfortable with having a trans girl roommate, please reblog this. i just need reinforcement that there are girls out there who wouldn’t be disgusted by a girl like me.

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Richie tozier x reader - caught white handed ♡

Warnings! smut, fingering, swearing.

idea from my favourite girl @dickology64 💗

The rain hammered against the windows of Richie’s bedroom, a growing storm settling in the sky outside. It was around 10pm, and Richie was laying on his bed with a certain someone plaguing his mind. He groaned, before turning onto his side and pulling a pillow closer to his body. The hazy light from his bedside lamp reflected from his glasses and despite how cold it was outside, Richie lay shirtless.

He was thinking of her. The way she giggled at his dirty jokes and didn’t sigh and hit his shoulder like the rest of the losers. The way she let pineapple dribble down the corners of her lips that one hot day at the quarry, and didn’t bat away his hand when he went to wipe it. The way she threw her head back and pulled her hair away to expose her neck when the summer heatwave his Derry, that one summer before they all turned 16. He remembered thinking about littering purple marks on her neck, his lips trailing along her collarbones and across her jaw, his hands going lower and lower-

No. He stopped himself. He shouldn’t be thinking of her like that.

Oh but remember when you caught a glimpse of her topless when her bikini top fell off when she canon-balled into the quarry.

No no. He couldn’t. But it was too late. The image had already flashed into his mind and there was a tent pitched in his boxers. He groaned in annoyance and embarrassment. He tried to think of the girls on the hub when he let his hand slip into his underwear. But his mind kept pulling him into images of y/n, when she bent down to ruffle his hair and he got a perfect view of down her bra, when she pulled off her denim shorts revealing bikini bottoms and a very exposed ass, when she bit her lip mindlessly. His hand was pumping his cock, picking up speed with every sexual image of y/n that flooded his mind. His mind flickered for a second to the moan she made when they were awkwardly watching a sex scene together. He could feel himself become closer and closer to blowing his load, choking down the urge to moan out her name.

Y/n was running breathlessly down Richie’s street, her white dress soaked through and her well-loved converse leaking water into her socks. Her hair was dripping with water and her feet splashed in the puddles that had formed on the sidewalk.

She reached Richie’s porch, hesitating for a second before she let herself in. His parents cars weren’t on the driveway, so she knew they were away for work again. She mentally sighed. Poor Richie.

She quietly closed the door behind her, tugging off her shoes so she didn’t trudge water through his house. The words were burning inside of her throat, repeating over and over in her mind, engraved in her veins.

I love you Richie Tozier.

She yearned to say it, the realisation earlier that evening consuming her to the point she ran to his house to tell him. She didn’t care if he told her to leave. She didn’t care if she had to leave the losers group. She didn’t care if he liked bev. She just wanted to tell him, to throw up the words before they burned her inside-out.

She creeped up the stairs, hoping not to make too much noise in case his parents were in fact home, despite the little chance. As she came closer to his room, she heard quiet moans and a string of words she couldn’t quite make out.

Richie couldn’t help it. He moaned out her name, loud and clear, thankful that his parents weren’t home.

Y/n covered her mouth with her hand, her heart jumping out her chest. She couldn’t quite belive it. Was he- getting off to her?

She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help it. She opened Richie’s bedroom door, her jaw dropping at the sight of Richie’s hand moving quickly in his underwear.

And what was even more embarrassing, was that his eyes were closed and as soon as he opened them, he blew his load.

You see the thing about white, wet dresses is that they are see-through. And Richie could see her breasts and lacy underwear. So I think it’s pretty understandable that he came at the sight of that.

Richie grabbed his pillow, pulling it on his lap and going bright red.

Y/n was frozen, her mouth open. She was shocked sure, but the heat growing in between her legs implied that other emotions were taking over. She swallowed hard.

“That was hot, you know.”

Richie was surprised. But he wasn’t complaining.

“Better in real life than in your mind, huh?” He smirked, classic Richie.

Y/n walked over to his bed, taking a seat next to him.

She was certain that she wanted this.

“Don’t you think it’s my turn to cum?”

Richie tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, leaning his lips closer to her neck.

“I won’t help you unless you beg for it.”

Y/n felt herself grow wet at his words, letting Richie settle his knees on either side of y/n.

Y/n propped herself up on her elbows.

“Please make me cum Richie. I can’t do it without you.”

Richie smiled. That’s what he wanted to hear. He dipped his face into her neck, kissing and sucking and nibbling. He left purple marks along her collarbone, making his away across her jaw. His other hand rested on her hip, but he slowly started to move it underneath her dress, along her thighs. He continued kissing her neck, pressing his hand on her core, instantly making her back arch slightly. He smirked against her skin.

“So desperate for me, right doll?”

She replied with a gasp, when he started to rub her through the thin fabric of her underwear. His lips didn’t leave her neck whilst his hand continued to rub her throbbing clit through her underwear. His lips now pink, he trailed his face down towards her breasts, kissing what the dress didn’t cover. His other hand had slipped up her dress, his thumb grazing over her nipple and rubbing her breast.

“I’m gonna- Richie- I-“

Y/n’s toes started to curl, her head thrown back. Her hands desperately tried to find something to grab, the closest thing being Richie’s mop of dark curls. He let out a deep groan.

Just as she was about to finish, Richie retracted his hand from rubbing her.

“Oh my god, Richie, please-“

“What do you want? Want to cum on my hand?”

“Y-yes.”

Richie shoved her underwear aside, pushing two fingers inside her, curling up into a ‘come-here’ motion. Her back arched, her grip tightening on his hair.

“ Make those pretty noises doll.” He managed to let out whilst pumping his two fingers in and out of her.

Y/n moaned out his name, once pretty quiet, a second time louder. Richie hit her g-spot. A third time she practically screamed it.

Richie stroked her hair from her face, kissing her breasts and flicking his tongue over each new mark he made.

“Richie, can I- can I-“

“Hm good for asking for permission doll. Yes you can. Let it go, good girl.”

As soon as he said ‘good girl’, she came all over his fingers, screaming his name.

And Richie fucking loved it.

He pulled his fingers out, licking the juices from them right in front of her face. He lay down next to her, pulling her body into his.

She looked up at him through her eyelashes.

“Richie?”

He hummed in response, nuzzling his face into her neck.

“I love you.”

Richie jumped back and looked at her, gobsmacked.

“Really?”

Y/n thought he was going to tell her the worst. That he didn’t love her back. She felt a pit of sadness growing in her stomach.

“I love you too.”

Y/n eyes lit up, her frown instantly turning into a smile. She laced her fingers into his curls, planting a kiss on his lips.

Good job Stan didn’t come round to watch a movie with him.

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Teenage Dirtbag PT.2 (K.S.)

The response on the Kyle Schieble request was INSANE. I was more than happy to oblige with this second part (and maybe more to come? 🤔) Let me know what you guys think. Not a whole lot of plot in this one, just filth 😘

(literally 100% smut, cursing, hate sex for the soul)

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Render Your Heart | J.Jaehyun

(Jaehyun’s Tattoo Edit - @rrregan​) Summary: When your lie of an excuse gets caught and your secret crush becomes a reality. Careful though, don’t get caught. 

Genre: smuT Pairing: bad boy!Jaehyun x reader (ft Taeyong big bro) Word count: 5.8k

Warning: Jaehyun has TATTOOS (sleeves, chest), hard dom!Jaehyun, fingering, rough, orgasm denial, dirty talk, explicit content, wet and messy sex, begging, orgasm control, spanking, humiliation, praise, punishment, teasing, nipple play, cum licking/swallowing, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, marking, cock worship, blowjob, throat fucking, hair pulling, gagging (on cock), cum swallowing i think i said that, rough sex, cockwarming, belly bulge, thrill sex? risk of getting caught, safe systems because that is very important to have, also safe sex please this isn’t something you should follow

a/n: Yeet. I drank 2L of water writing this.  Also thank you @hyuckiesgf​ for helping me read thru this <3. _____

“Y/N?”

He slowly slides the paperwork off your lap, exposing your legs in the short skirt you’re wearing, the almost non-existent breeze from the fan now hitting your skin, leaving you feeling very naked. His arm swings across your shoulder, closing the gap between the two of you sitting side by side against the couch.

“Y-yes?” You stutter out, your head turning to see his hand resting so close to your face.

“So why don’t you tell me what you really want?“

You gulp down the saliva forming in your throat as you watch his hand fall to your legs, the veins from his wrist bulging out as he gently squeezes your thigh for a response. “Hmm? What are you talking about?”

His left hand creeps up your skin, sliding up the inside of your thigh as he tip toes up your skin, tracing his fingers very softly, gliding closer to the hem of your skirt, “You want me to believe you called a high school drop out for help, on a university assignment?”

His hand climbs closer to the inside of your thigh, and the background noise coming from the TV is no longer audible to you. Your figure frozen suddenly, feeling all the tiny details of his touch, the texture of his fingertips, trailing along the inside of your thigh, going up and then back down, moving around in an eight pattern.

“Why’d you call me over?” He murmurs, his eyes focused on your parted lips, watching as they fall open slightly.

“I-I wait – hold on.” Your mind runs in a mess as you stutter out a random string of words in an attempt to think.

The hand on your thigh suddenly halts, no longer gently squeezing and fluttering along your skin. “I’m waiting?”

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Dessert (John b x Reader)

🌺 I don’t own the gif but couldn’t find owner! So all credit goes to the owner!🌺

Summary: John b eats you out after having dinner with your family.

Requested: Yes by anonymous. ‘Pls I need an imagine or blurb about John b eating you out while you tug on his hair PLEASE’

Warning: Smut!! Don’t read if you are uncomfortable with that.

I’m sorry that this took so long, I had major writers block for a couple of days. I’m sorry if whoever requested this doesn't enjoy it. Thank you for requesting and supporting me! Please ignore the grammar mistakes.

“So John b are you still getting in trouble” Your dad looks at your boyfriend and takes a mouthful of food.

“Dad! Don’t ask something like that” You felt your boyfriend’s hand go striaght on your knee under the table and rub it with his thumb. 

“No sir, I haven’t. Your daughter is a really great influence” he smiles looking at you.

Your parents have always hated your boyfriend, they think his trouble. Which he definitely is but you don’t mind it. When you first moved to OBX you were warned about the Pogues, told that they would just steal off you whenever they had the chance. Of course the only people telling you that were the other kooks, you hated being a Kook. Having everything handed to you, not having to work a day in your life. Definitely when there are so many people who can’t even afford food. You would much rather be be a Pogue but your parents would never let that happen. They think this whole thing with John b is just a phase. But it’s definitely not. 

The whole time during dinner John b had his hand on your knee and was rubbing it with his thumb, he knew it would help make you less stressed out. Every time John b came over to your house for dinner your dad would continuously ask him 200 questions. 

“You haven’t had sex with my daughter have you? I don’t trust you. You’d get her pregnant on purpose so that you can get out of the cut.” Your father frowns at John b and takes a sip of his drink. 

“No sir absolutely not. Your daughter doesn’t want to do anything like that and I would never push her.” His right he would never push you into anything you didn’t want to do. But his lying about not having sex, you lost your virginity to him 3 months ago. But you have only had sex with him two other times since then, you’re sure you would have done it more with him but you don’t really get much time alone with just the two of you.

-After Dinner-

John b left after dinner but you knew he would be waiting at your window to let him in so after saying goodnight to your family you walk into your room to see your boyfriend exactly where you thought he would be, standing at your window waiting for you to open it. You and John b would do this every time he would come over for dinner. You open the bedroom window for him to climb in. “I’m so sorry about all the questions my dad was asking you” 

“It’s fine baby, I’m use to it” he says quietly as he climbs through your window. 

“His so annoying. I really hate it when he…” you were cut off from saying the rest of your sentence because John b’s lips were on yours. 

He pulls away and rests his forehead on yours “I said it’s fine.” he smiles but it quickly gets over taken over by a smirk “I never got desert you know?” his hands slowly travel down your body and stops at the buttons of your shorts.

“Oh really? I can go get you some?” You try to turn towards your door so you can go get him something but were quickly pulled back.

John b laughs and pulls you close to him “Baby I have another idea, how about we try something new? I’m sure you’ll enjoy it” 

“Uh sure? What is it?” Obviously you aren’t really experienced in the whole sexually side of things so you have no idea what his hinting at. 

He looks you up and down and smirks. “Well you know…” he starts blushing looking kind of embarrassed at what his about to say “What if I… you know” he looks down your body “I eat you out?” 

You go bright red at the fact you didn’t catch on early. “Uh….sure I guess we can try it” you smile. Of course you want to try all different things with John b but normally you have more time to prepare when you are going to try new things. It’s scary sometimes because John b has experience with other girls and you don’t want to be horrible.

-After making out for a while-

John b is laying over the top of you and slowly starting to making his way down your body “Just tell me to stop if you get uncomfortable” He pulls down your shorts and your underwear comes down with it. He smiles and starts kissing your thigh up and down getting closer and closer to you clit but at the same time brings his thumb up to your clit and starts rubbing light circles. His touch is like magic. He looks up and smiles at you when he hears small moans leave your lips. He pulls his finger away and puts his head in-between you legs, he starts using his tongue to circle your clit.  

“oh fuck….” you bite your bottom lip to try and stop yourself from being too loud. You grip onto your bedsheets and throw your head back on your pillow. He puts his hands on your thighs and spreads your legs open a little more. He starts to circle your entrance with his tongue before pushing his tongue deeply into you repeatedly. You automatically let go of the bedsheets and your hands go into his hair puling it slightly making him groan. 

“John b…omg” the feeling you were feeling was indescribable. John b looks up slightly and makes eye contact with you.

“You like that baby? You moan and tug his hair slightly. 

“Please don’t stop” He smirks and puts his tongue back circling your entrance and pushing it in as deep as he could go. You couldn’t believe he could make you feel like this with just his tongue. He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them for a few seconds and then pushes them inside of you. 

Your eyes rolled back, and your toes curled up as moans left your lips, you knew you were close to your high and John b did as well. “Not yet baby girl” he smirks and puts his lips on your clit sucking softly as his fingers started to pick up speed. This made your back arch up and your legs begin to shake. He pulls out his fingers and attached his mouth back onto you. 

“Im so close baby please” you grip onto his hair tighter and push him as close as he could possibly go. 

“Okay baby cum for me” as soon as those words left his mouth, your body begun to shake and you started to become undone, your grip on John b’s hair gets as tight as it could. He continued until he was sure you were finished before he placed a light kiss on your clit and pulled away. 

He smirked ‘Good girl’ He moved up so he was sitting beside you and placed a small kiss on your lips. “So I’m guessing you enjoyed that?” he laughed and laid back on the bed bring you into his chest.

“That was amazing, I think I’m going to have to invite you over for more family dinners” you smile and start drawing small circles on his chest with your fingers.

“Yeah the dinner was great but the dessert was definitely the best part.”

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i wanna tease timmy like that ngL

oh god. just sitting in his lap with his hands on your hips, your hand softly on his neck with the other in his hair, tugging back on his hair. a soft gasp escaped his lips as his fingers gripped your thighs, pulling you even closer to him. 

“kiss me..” he whispered, mouth open as panting, needy for a kiss he’s been wanting all night. you only let him kiss your cheek that night, because he had a bit of an attitude while getting ready, and you didn’t think he deserved a real kiss. 

“nuh uh..” you whisper, thumb running over his lips. timothee bites your thumb, wrapping his lips around it and looking up at you. you pull it out of his mouth, leaning down and pressing your lips ever so softly to his, his breath hot and hands traveling up your back, unzipping your dress. timothee’s tongue licked your mouth, making you smile and connect your lips with his.

“more..” he begged, pulling your dress off your body. his hands slide up and down your thighs as you pull away, his tongue entering your mouth as he leaned forward, only to have you pull away. you tilted your head up, his tongue licking your neck. you chuckle and slide off his lap, your dress falling off your body as you walked to the bathroom. 

you spin on the balls of your feet, leaning against the bathroom door frame, your naked body on full display for timothee’s eyes. his orbs turned to fire, his tongue darting out to wet his pink lips. he slowly stands up, taking off his shoes and standing over you. you take off his jacket, throwing it on the chair. 

your fingers unbuttoned his shirt slowly, his lips touching your ears as he whispered his dirty thoughts in french into your ear, your lips leaving hickies on his chest. you exhale as you grip his opened shirt in your fist, pulling him into the bathroom and kicking the door closed.