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#alexa play whatta man by salt-n-pepa

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Another one. This time about Virgin Eddie. 18+ thoughts under the cut. Sub Bottom Eddie Munson/Dom Top Male Reader.

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I am a Virgin Eddie Truther at heart.

Like... I know there’s the idea that Eddie can be at the very least be found cruising at some spots, but I digress. That boy is so much of a virgin to me. I believe he’s like, painfully virgin. Like, sex-less, kiss-less, holding-hands-less type of virgin. So it’s not a surprise that he’s awfully sensitive as well. And ticklish. So ticklish.

Eddie has a hair trigger. Anything as light as a soft caress will have him squirming in place. It’s never difficult for him to get hard. He could be just thinking about you and suddenly he’ll find himself rubbing his thighs together, which is enough for him to get hard. He’ll do the bare minimum, such as hump his pillow a minimum fraction, and imagine you taking his virginity, and all of a sudden he’ll be overstimulated, coming in his underwear, so hard he’ll almost black out.

You, his soon-to-be first in everything, exploit this to the maximum as well, loving the reactions you can pull out of him, and Eddie is just so mortified, because he thinks he’s being so exaggerated, feet shifting under his seat just because you suddenly decide to rub a thumb across his palm.

Oh, yeah. His hands and arms are so sensitive. Rubbing circles on his wrists will have him covering his blush with his hair. Gliding your fingers up his arms and up to his shoulders will give him a full-body shiver. Massaging his shoulders will have him crossing his legs.

Actually, just about every part of his body is extremely sensitive. Breathing down his nape has him scrambling to cover the tenting of his pants. Grabbing onto the inside of his thigh while you’re driving makes him hide a little whine behind his hand. Holding and caressing his waist will make him squeak, because he is ticklish after all and will almost have him laughing, even if it’s just a natural reaction to the arousal mingling in-between.

Venturing your hands across his torso gives you a similar, albeit stronger reaction; you have to press your hands harder against his chest or he’ll throw you off himself purely because he almost can’t stand it, can’t stand how sensitive he feels when you massage on his pecs, brushing against one remaining so, so sensitive nipple on one side, and an almost painful scar on the other side.

Kissing him has him grabbing at any part of you he can, already feeling himself tear up by the rawness of the feel. Kissing him with tongue has him moaning openly, muffled by your own mouth, almost sobbing by that point, because the simple act has him so hard, leaking like a fountain in his underwear, and it makes him so embarrassed because he knows you know, and—!

And of course you suddenly have to grab onto his ass while you kiss him with tongue, almost as if you’re fucking his mouth, so hard it almost hurts him, and he of course cums untouched while he openly sobs against your neck now.

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Would you be open to having a tag list for the ftm reader fics? I neeeed more they make me feel so nice :33

oh absolutely! contact me and I'll tag u in my posts <3

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Sub!Steve eating out FtM!Reader, fueled by his praise and groans pls🙏🙏

useful toy

service sub!steve x ftm dom!reader

cw: cunnilingus, afab anatomy (words used: cunt, cock, hole), praise, minor objectification ("using" steve)

"Fuck—" Y/N groaned.

They were on Steve's bed. Steve was between his thighs, happily licking away at his cunt. Y/N was clawing at the sheets just to have something to hold onto, overwhelmed with every touch of his tounge.

Steve Harrington, previous "King Steve", had lots of experience with dating. He was a proper gentleman. Taking girls out to eat, driving them around town. Taking them to his place and making sure they cum at least 3 times. So now that he was with Y/N? He gave him the same treatment.

Y/N tugged him further into his crotch by his hair, making Steve moan against him.

"Such a good boy."

Steve couldn't help but whine at the praise. Every moan, every word made him ache. His cock was rock-hard and leaking against the mattress. He rolled his hips against it just to get some relief.

He wrapped his lips around Y/Ns cock, sucking sloppily. His back arched in pleasure, thrusting his hips into Steve's mouth.

"God you're good. So greedy, wanting me to cum all over your face."

Steve whimpered, nodding against him. He wanted it so bad, to feel his thighs twitch around his head as he soaks his face in cum. To be of use, to please him. The only thing going through his head was "be good". And he sure was being good.

Y/N kept tugging him closer, fucking his mouth. His cunt clenched around nothing, almost twitching at the pleasure from Steve's mouth. He kept moaning and groaning, body hot, almost melting into the mattress.

"Close—" He groaned.

Steve just went harder, hurriedly sucking and licking over his cunt and cock. His tongue prodded at his hole before going up to his cock, licking circles into it.

Feeling the others pleasure pleasured him. It made him feel like he's floating. He was a total mess, his face coated in slick and his hair messed up from Y/N's harsh grip. He looked utterly delicious, a beautiful mess.

"Oh god—"

Y/Ns back arched, pleasure pulsing through him as he came. Steve kept licking him like a mad man, almost sucking his orgasm out of him. The other couldn't do anything but take it, riding out his orgasm.

Soon his touch bordered on overstimulating, making Y/N tug Steve away from his crotch. He whined, eyebrows furrowed and eyes fluttering open. His lips were puffy, almost bruised, and his pupils blown wide.

"You're- no more sweetheart." Y/N panted, chuckling breathlessly.

Steve wasn't very happy that he was stopped, but obeyed and sat back on his heels. He licked his lips as his eyes still hungrily ate him up.

The other man took a laboured breath, looking up at him lustfully.

"Just give me a second, I'll use you more in a second baby."

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I love all the trans rqs I'm getting, keep em coming! I'm working on something rn, much smut <3

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That's understandable, it takes me ages to finish a book. Do you listen to music (I think everyone does) but who do you listen to?

-🦝

yeah it needs to be a really good book to keep my interest.

I listen to a lot of rock and metal! some gothy stuff as well. so artists like:

metallica

mötley crüe

kiss

black sabbath

depeche mode

ghost

pierce the veil

måneskin

and lots more!!

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Tbh I don't know what to ask but I will still ask

Are you a book reader or is that not your thing?

-🦝

thank u sm 🦝 anon :')

I used to be! gifted-kid-burnout + ADHD is keeping me from doing it now tho, I don't have the attention span

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I want yall to get to know me, more questions plz! I'd be so happy if I had regular anons or something. ask anything, I am an open book <3

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people will be like “lol yeah eddie’s totally a freak” and then make him act completely normal and not at all freakish. hello? if you’re gonna call him a freak you’d better commit to it. make him do something odd and unsettling. give him a mannerism that is strange and perhaps even unpleasant to observe. do it you coward

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this didn't get any love and it's very surprising to me! not in a "sobs no one likes my writing" but more so "I thought people would be drooling over this wtf?". maybe people don't like submissive Steve that much? much to think about!

puppy!steve

a certain friend of mine has been planting way too many ideas in my head recently so: here you go.

cw: fluff and smut (smut at the bottom), sub!pup!steve x dom!reader, petplay, praise, slight feminization?, size difference, creampie.

puppy!steve would be adorable

steve is always a pretty boy. he likes looking good for you, to pamper himself.

so naturally: pup!steve is the same

he would dress up really nice: a collar around his neck, a pretty little skirt and the cutest puppy ears in his perfect hair

if you work or study: steve would hurry to the door as soon as you get home

"you're back!"

it would be a sigh of relief, finally being reunited with you after 8 whole hours

he would snuggle up to you, sniff in your hair.

you wouldn't be able to pry him off even if you tried.

he'd be so clingy and whiney, always resting his head in your lap or leaning his face against your neck.

in bed? you'd have to be a very giving dom.

he would always ready for you and he expects you to use him frequently.

stuff him full, stroke his cock. the whole package. anything to get him off.

he would especially like doggy style (no pun intended) as it would make him feel so small and powerless beneath you.

I feel like he would have a thing for size difference. getting his hole stretched, being tiny next to you.

steve would always try to be good, so if you want him to service you he'd give you his best attempt: drooling and sucking along your shaft.

call him a "good boy" or a "pretty pup" and he'd be even more eager to help you out.

he would whine around you, a sopping mess just from sucking cock.

if you cum inside him? he'll shiver pleasantly and just melt, mouth open and eyes glossed over.

"Thank you sir..."

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puppy!steve

a certain friend of mine has been planting way too many ideas in my head recently so: here you go.

cw: fluff and smut (smut at the bottom), sub!pup!steve x dom!reader, petplay, praise, slight feminization?, size difference, creampie.

puppy!steve would be adorable

steve is always a pretty boy. he likes looking good for you, to pamper himself.

so naturally: pup!steve is the same

he would dress up really nice: a collar around his neck, a pretty little skirt and the cutest puppy ears in his perfect hair

if you work or study: steve would hurry to the door as soon as you get home

"you're back!"

it would be a sigh of relief, finally being reunited with you after 8 whole hours

he would snuggle up to you, sniff in your hair.

you wouldn't be able to pry him off even if you tried.

he'd be so clingy and whiney, always resting his head in your lap or leaning his face against your neck.

in bed? you'd have to be a very giving dom.

he would always ready for you and he expects you to use him frequently.

stuff him full, stroke his cock. the whole package. anything to get him off.

he would especially like doggy style (no pun intended) as it would make him feel so small and powerless beneath you.

I feel like he would have a thing for size difference. getting his hole stretched, being tiny next to you.

steve would always try to be good, so if you want him to service you he'd give you his best attempt: drooling and sucking along your shaft.

call him a "good boy" or a "pretty pup" and he'd be even more eager to help you out.

he would whine around you, a sopping mess just from sucking cock.

if you cum inside him? he'll shiver pleasantly and just melt, mouth open and eyes glossed over.

"Thank you sir..."

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hcs for jonathan having a voice kink and getting off to his bf's voice? 👀

oh yes please <3

a mean tounge.

sub!jonathan x dom!male!reader

cw: voice kink, praise, degradation, masturbation.

jonathan is not hard to arouse.

even if he's becoming a young adult he has the libido of a teen boy.

seeing you always riles him up, breath shaking from just a few kisses.

but do you know what really gets him going?

your voice.

just a few hushed words in his ear has him rock hard.

call him a "good boy" in that sultry voice of yours and watch him melt into a puddle.

even degradation gets him going like nothing else, hearing you moan about how he's "your slut, all yours".

it doesn't matter what you're saying, as long as it is you saying it.

something he'd never admit (but you already know) is that he's jerked off to your voice on the phone.

what the conversation was about was unimportant, what mattered was how you said it. every word, every noise made his body ache with need.

jonathan would feel his cock stir to life, making him flushed all over.

hesitantly, with you still on the phone, he would pull himself out of his shorts and start stroking his cock.

"h-haah- what did you say?" he'd mumble.

even when you would notice his laboured breaths you wouldn't mention it, just repeating your previous sentence.

he'd cum with your voice ringing in his ears, panting and whining into the phone.

as soon as he'd come to his senses he'd quickly hang up, mentally screaming about the whole ordeal.

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Btw I'm 20 I just wanted to let you know as it's one of your rules. Also would you write for poly relationships such as Steve x Eddie x ftm reader?

-🦝

omg yesss absolutely!!

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Hi there, I just wanted to ask if you write for ftm reader or sub/bottom reader

-🦝(also can I be this anon if it's not already taken)

oh absolutely! I'm trans myself! and I've been meaning to write more sub!reader, I'm just more dom myself so I tend to write that!

(yes u can be racoon anon!)

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requests please? could be anything from fics to headcanons!

(also I wanna write abt jonathan or steve really badly so go ham in my inbox)

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Steve Harrington x Male Reader

cw. bottom steve x dom male reader

He doesn’t mean for Y/N to catch him. He was just relaxing on his bed after a shower, wearing nothing but a towel and absently running a hand up and down his thigh, fighting the urge to indulge in one of his most secret pleasures. The fight was futile of course. So now Steve gets up, allowing his towel to drop to the floor while he reaches into the back of his sock drawer, his fingers meeting silk.

It’s a crimson silk parcel, held together by a black ribbon, which he sets down on the bed and unties with delicacy. The material falls open to reveal the secrets within and his fingers linger over the items, lip caught between his teeth. It takes all of 0.37 seconds to make up his mind and so he perches himself primly on the edge of the bed and lifts the first item from the bundle, unrolling the stockings one at a time, allowing the softness to ghost his fingers. He then raises a leg, daintily points his toe and slides his foot into the first one, rolling it slowly up his leg. He is careful to adjust it until there are no creases present and so that the band of lace sits snugly around his thigh. The process is repeated with the second and catching his reflection in the full length mirror he indulged in, blushes.

Steve loves stockings. He loves how they feel, like molten silk against his skin, soft and delicate to the touch. He loves how they look, the lace band resting just a few inches below the curve of his arse and how the darker colour contrasts with the paleness of his thigh. He wriggles his toes and allows himself a small, secret grin.

The second item is then retrieved, a pair of black panties. The small garment is lace except for the very front where a triangle of silk is outlined by ribbon embellishments. The back is shaped slightly by tight stitching that creates a ruched effect. When Steve slides these on, they rest serenely on hips, the back pulled enough to give an enticing view of the rounded cheeks of his arse. The front is snug and a little constricting but the silk feels good against the heat of his flesh. Another lip bite.

Steve is shameless but this is something private. He enjoys wearing these two pieces of lingerie. They make himself feel.. sexy. He runs a hand up his legs and hums softly when his fingers leave lace and meet bare skin and his cock gives an appreciative twitch, already filling out to half-hardness. He lays back on the bed, propped up by pillows and spreads his legs, pointing his toes and stretches out. The view is rather lovely. His bare stomach with the sparse hair trailing down to where the silk material of his panties pull taut over his growing erection, the paleness of his thighs and then the elegance of the stockings that cling to the contours of his legs. Like this, he doesn’t mind touching himself.

His fingers dance against the covered head of his cock, barely applying any pressure at all as they continue down the outline of his shaft. The softest of sighs leaves his lips.

Then Y/N walks in.

“Steve I thought you had left - ”

The words perish on Y/N’s lips, a silent gasp born in their place. Steve is frozen, his expression unreadable. He makes no move to remove his hand or cover himself up, even as heat begins to crawl up his neck and into his cheeks. Y/N just stares and unconsciously licks his lips.

Steve can see his brain working overtime, can almost hear the gears grinding. He can tell Y/N is trying to make a decision. To stay or flee. The signs are all there, weight shifting from foot to the other, hands clenching and unclenching, accelerated heartbeat…

Decision seemingly made, Y/N steps towards Steve, nerves twisting his belly and prickling at his skin. There’s a gleam in his eyes though that contradict his anxiety and once close enough, he climbs onto the bed and reaches out, tentatively placing a hand on Steve’s knee. For a few, long moments, Y/N simply stares at his own hand, a knot forming between his brows as he fully comprehends the situation he had just walked into. He clears his throat and lifts his eyes to Steve’s.

“This… These…” Why does his tongue suddenly feel like lead? He settles with, “You look good.”

In response, Steve’s breath catches in his throat, his next words coming out in a whisper. “Do you really think so?”

Y/N doesn’t reply, and instead slides his hand up along his thigh. His fingers trace the lace band, much like Steve’s had before, following the slightly raised pattern until it meets skin. An ache begins to settle between Steve’s leg, the close proximity making his cock throb.

“Y/N…” The name comes out breathlessly. Y/N looks at him and Steve can see how his blue eyes have darkened, appearing glazed. Steve is not wrong about a lot of things and he hopes he is reading this right. “You can touch me if you want.”

There’s a fleeting few seconds of panic as Y/N doesn’t respond. Perhaps he’s come to his senses. Perhaps he’ll be disgusted and leave. Just as those ugly thoughts surface, and the beginnings of tears sting his eyes, Steve shudders as in that moment, Y/N has both his hands on the inside of his thighs and his coaxing them open. Their eyes meet.

“I’m not going anywhere. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to touch you.” Y/N’s gaze is intense as he shuffles to position himself between Steve’s spread legs, stroking his thighs and edging up to tease one of the ribbons on his panties. “These are a bonus of course.” He smirks and finally palms Steve through the material, pressing into his cock and moving in circular motions. Steve grunts and lifts his hips, throwing his head back against the pillows to reveal an enticing throat which Y/N moves up to nip at.

“That’s it baby, I got you.”

Y/N’s words only serve to add to the intensity of it all and there’s shuffling and more wet kisses on his stomach and “Nnnnh!” Something warm and wet slides against his cock through the material and Steve looks down, shocked to see that Y/N’s head is now between his legs and his tongue is dragging up the length of where his cock pushes against the silk. The action is repeated and Steve feels like his body has caught fire, tight and hot. Where Y/N’s tongue goes, it leaves a darker patch of material and now he’s pulling away and tugging at the waistband.

It’s almost too much but Steve lifts his hips to aid the removal. Y/N is relentless. Steve can’t help the startled gasp when he licks him again. He groans, fingers twisting in the sheets and jerking his hips. Then the head of his cock is engulfed in warmth, Y/N’s hands stroking up and down his legs as he sucks his cock. He hums around it, flattens his tongue and shifts to hook Steve's calves, hoisting them up until they rest on his shoulders. Steve's head falls back and he makes the loudest, lewdest sound Y/N’s ever heard. Steve could come just from the sight of his own stocking-clad legs hovering in the air and Y/N’s head bobbing between his thighs, glancing up at him from time to time with a look at that can only be described as sinful.

“Oh fuck, Y/N..”

Y/N keeps a grip on his legs, keeping them spread as he swallows around his cock, holding him at the back of his throat for a few seconds then pulling away, only to repeat the process. Another groan tears from Steve, the balls of his feet pressing hard into Y/N’s back, his thighs quivering. It takes Steve an embarrassingly long time to realize when Y/N has let go of one of his legs. It’s only when the muffled sounds around his cock become more frequent that he realizes, with a flush of pleasure, that Y/N is stroking himself as he sucks. The thought alone brings Steve right to the edge, lips forming silent words as he arches, body becoming rigid as he comes hard in Y/N’s mouth, suddenly finding his voice in time for a string of moans to escape.

He would be apologetic for giving no advanced warning but if the speed of Y/N’s hand is anything to go by, and the eagerness in which he swallows, Steve is sure Y/N doesn’t mind. Y/N releases Steve's cock and treats his roommate to a little show. The sight of Steve covered in a light sheen of sweat, flushed and spread out in those dark stockings is enough to finish Y/N off. He comes into his hand with a little whine, hips jerking erratically as his body sings.

The two are silent for a few minutes after that but the unanswered questions of where they go from here is a screaming presence. They would later question how they both knew but Steve simply asks, ‘Do you…?“ Answered by a breathy, “Fuck yes.”

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I just know Steve is good at eating pussy