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would you ever write cillian from watching the detectives!? i loove ur work!!!

Hi anon!! Thank you so much, I really appreciate the support! :) I have actually written for Neil Lewis from Watching the detectives recently, and am working on some more! You should be able to find it on my masterlist, hope you enjoy <3

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do you ever write for ron?? if you do could you maybe make a little ron drabble

Hi anon!! I haven’t written for Ron before so this is my first! just a little drabble, hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting :) Sorry this was so rushed 🙈 If people enjoy I can definitely continue writing for Ron <3

Stay Quiet

Ron Weasley x Fem!Reader

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! Smut Warning !

“Been waitin’ to get my hands on you all night, y’know that?” Ron breathed heavily, clothed hips rutting against yours slightly as the rusty closet door pressed up your back.

It certainly wasn’t the most elegant of situations, squashed together within the nearest room Ron could find, though it wasn’t supposed to be; he didn’t want you elegantly. Not at all.

“Driving me fucking crazy in that dress.” He mumbled, shots of hot breath seeping from his smiling mouth and against your neck as his large, callous hand hitched your leg up to his pelvis.

You gasped at the sudden motion, and soon enough his thick fingers had met your cunt, tugging your thin - now sodden- panties aside, baring your sweet, begging pussy to his touch.

“Soaking my fingers so well, yeah?” Ron smirked against the flushed skin of your neck, toying with your swelling clit as your head lolled back in waves of soft whimpers. A hushed, breathy moan slipped your lips as your hands instinctively clamped down on this broad, toned shoulders.

He chuckled ever so quietly as your fingertips dug harshly into his skin, clutching on as he slipped a finger between your bare, naked folds, breaching your entrance with great ease.

“M-Mhm..” You nodded, barely even producing an audible word as he accompanied the first finger with another, beginning to just tortuously thrust them inside you. “Ron.. P-Please..”

He chuckled once more, the low tone gliding from his throat with such intoxication as he curled his thick digits in and out of your tight, sopping cunt. His soft, pinkish lips curved up, warm clouds of breath still grazing your neck.

A faint, lingering noise passed by the door, so close you could almost feel it. Upon the unidentified movement, your heavy eyes widened, Ron cooing, “Stay quiet for me, wouldn’t want anyone to hear, now would we?”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!

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Bad Day

Sirius Black x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

Tags: Shower Sex, Oral (M receiving) , Degrading, Praise, P in V, Unprotected Sex

Hot water ran down your nude body as you lathered yourself in bubbles, soapy hands gliding over your soaking skin. You'd been in the shower barely five minutes, massaging the suds all over when you felt two familiar hands wrap around your waist, locking over your stomach as a pair of soft, tempting lips pressed against your jaw.

"Hey sweetheart." Sirius murmured into your neck, the sculpting of his naked, toned torso pushing against your back as his arm hugged your frame beneath the steaming shower water.

You leant your head back, peering up at his wet, ebony hair. The contrast of it against his pale skin. "Hey." You smiled.

He seemed... off. It didn't take much to gather he was frustrated. You didn't dare pry, sticking with a simple, "Bad day?"

Sirius nodded, rotating your body so your soft, bare chest pushed up against his own. His dark, silky hair was plastered to his forehead by the water, large hands cupping your cheeks. Fiercely, his mouth dove onto yours, the pair of you stumbling back as his tongue snuck past your lips, moving greedily with yours.

Almost immediately, you found your back pressed up against the cool shower tiles, scorching water raining down on the pair of you. He swept a hand downwards, running it smoothly over your skin, offering your hips a possessive squeeze.

Breaking the heated kiss, you lowered your voice to a mere whisper, "Take it out on me."

Gaze darkening, Sirius trailed his eyes over the sight of your wet, naked body. Your stomach flitted under his watch, and you felt his hard length brush against your thigh.

His mouth tugged into subtle amusement, "You sure, baby?"

"Mhm." You smiled sweetly, unable to be more sure of the fact, "Let me make you feel better."

Not a moment gone by, Sirius snapped, seizing you by your hips, lips enveloping your own in a fierce, sultry embrace.

"On your knees for me." His sharp, balmy breath caressed your skin, and his words ran right down your spine.

Hot water pattered at your back as you swiftly knelt before him, arousal brewing between the squeeze of your thighs.

"That's it.." Sirius praised, transfixed by the sight, the way your eyes honed in on him from below, "Open."

His command fluttered in your abdomen, excitement swarming your mind. Eager to please, you parted your soft lips, his thick cock sliding into your mouth. A low groan escaped him, the warmth of your willing lips engulfing his length. His large, splayed hands slid over your scalp, forming a firm grasp as you began slowly sliding your mouth up and down his cock.

"Just look at that," He grunted, "Such a pretty little slut, hm?"

Steaming water trickled down his torso, further slicking his pale skin. With a gruff sound, Sirius's hips bucked slightly against your mouth, testing for limitations.

His tip hit at the roof of your mouth as you welcomed him deeper, his lenient jolt sliding his length further against your tongue as you clenched your thighs together, arousal fluttering between them.

"Look so fuckin' good with my cock in your mouth, hm?" Sirius crooned, feeling the soft plump of your lips surround his shaft.

Your mouth hummed quietly around the length of him, salty tears brimming your waterlines as he filled your mouth. His pale, slender fingers explored your hair, guiding your movements as you trailed your tongue over his slit, enthralled by the taste.

"That's it." Sirius practically grunted, eyelids flitting a little, "Take it like a good fuckin' whore."

The lasting warmth of his words fizzled in your abdomen, only furthering your arousal, inner-thighs slick with both arousal and hot water, squeezed frantically together in a need for friction. Drool coated your inner lips as the motions of your mouth grew sloppier, drawing louder, breathier sounds from him as his hands remained firmly upon your scalp.

Groaning rather huskily, his hips wavered, cock twitching against your tongue, "Fuck.. such a good cocksucker, hm?'

Suddenly, Sirius slid himself from your throat, dampened shaft grazing its way off your tongue. The wet skin of both large, balmy hands switching to your face, just gently cupping your jaw as he swept the pad of one callous thumb across your lips, swiping the dribble from your mouth.

"C'mere." He huffed as you raised slowly from your kneel on the humid, soaked shower flooring. His greedy hands clutched your waist, pulling your bodies together, your naked chests pushing tenderly against one and other.

"You gonna let me use you?" His low, sharp tone brushed against your neck, a shiver coursing your spine. A desperate, somewhat fierce kiss met the angle of your jaw, the pair of you stumbling together, your back resting comfortably against the tiles, the two of you colliding directly beneath the steaming shower stream.

"Yes.." You whispered back, briefly planting your lips on his.

Craving more, Sirius snaked the agility of one hand down your torso, accompanied by a rather teasing nature as he parted your thigh, baring your desperate cunt to his fingertips.

With a painfully charming gleam, his eyes peered into yours, threads of dripping hair falling in-front of his face as he handled his thick cock within his fist, angling his pre-cum coated tip with your entrance.

Heart pounding dramatically against the wall of your chest, you spread your legs a little wider, granting Sirius the opportunity to bring himself impossibly close.

As your stomach buzzed, your back formed a vast arch, feeling Sirius slide his length between your drenched folds, filling your cunt so flawlessly with the ease of a single motion.

Saying all that was needed, a rather loud moan seeped from your mouth as the hot water pattered down your bodies. Steam swirled through the air as Sirius finally planted his first thrust, accompanied by a low, gruff sound of relief.

"Fuck," He uttered, hips jerking up against yours once more, "Feel so fuckin' good around my cock, sweetheart.."

Large, greedily splayed hands seized your hips, kneading at the soft flesh. Shaky, breathy whimpers flowed from your mouth as his tip hit further, thrusts reaching the depth of your g-spot.

"Fuck.." You heaved, head lolling backward against the wall as your body melted against the sensation of him.

The sharp, pale complexion of Sirius's face met your chest, taking one tender nipple into his mouth, working his tongue at the spot for only a few seconds before realising it with a little 'pop'.

He trailed the plump of his lips over your neck, suckling almost harshly at the skin - applying force of which you had no doubt would leave a mark.

"That's it, take my fucking cock.." Sirius encouraged, tossing the plastered strands of hair from his face, sweeping his hands across the undersides of your thighs, "Give me those legs, baby."

Upon that, you swung your legs round his pelvis, allowing him to drive deeper in your pussy, squeezing mercilessly with each jerk of his hips.

Hands spread over your behind, Sirius clutched on with an overwhelming sense of yearning as he tugged you against his cock, groaning as your sopping walls clenched around him.

"My fuckin' slut, aren't you?" He uttered, offering the plump of your ass a light slap, fuelled by the feeling of your body in his hands.

The lustful words flipped in your stomach, drawing yet another moan from the channel of your throat, "Yes.. Shit.."

Your bare, soaked bodies rocked together beneath the belting shower stream, jolting with a pattern only falling messier by the second.

A fog of breath stroked your jaw, "Just take it." He spoke, "Let me use you."

His shaft twitched as it slipped in and out, the tight heat of your cunt wrapping his length, driving the pair of you equally wild.

Unable to stand being vacant any longer, your hands tangled through Sirius’s dark, silky hair, making a path down to grip at his toned back in search of support. Wet skin slapping together, his fingers switched upon the swell of your clit, circling the increased sensitivity as your teeth punctured your bottom lip - bombarded by sensations as a familiar knot bound itself tightly in your stomach.

“I’m so close..” You exhaled, breath crackling in your throat, the euphoria of a release building in your stomach as the pace quickened.

"Yeah?" He smirked, "You gonna cum on my cock?"

Nodding with an increase of yearning, you revelled in the feeling of his thrusts growing sloppier as he joined you in the quickening promise of a release.

“You can do it, come on.” Sirius praised, working his digits faster on your clit, the sensitivity pulsing with each stroke. A rather messy, throatier moan poured from his mouth as he planted another light slap to your ass, a little harsher than the previous, “Use that fuckin’ pussy. Make me cum.”

Naturally, the fuel of his lustful words ran through your body. The wound tension in your stomach snapped so suddenly, much-anticipated release completely washing over you. As the dripping walls of your pussy spasmed with your orgasm, Sirius lost all composure, sliding out of you with a blend of both relief and disapproval, groaning as his hot, pale release coated your thighs.

Face broken by his typical, charmingly bright grin, Sirius gently leant his forehead against yours, feeling the shower-stream cleanse your skin, letting your - soon to be sore - legs drop from his hips, “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!

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Pretty

Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

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! Smut Warning !

"C'mon, I think you can give me one more, yeah?" Remus's low voice hummed, curling his slender fingers in and out of your sopping cunt.

Your beyond sodden walls clenched around his digits as they pumped swiftly in and out, drawing you nearer and nearer to what was to be another of many orgasms.

"Pretty fuckin' pussy's squeezing my fingers."Remus

uttered, thumb stroking a pattern over the sensitive swell of your clit, bringing your back to a furthering arch.

"Rem.." Shallow breaths flooded from your lips, arousal writhing against his hand as he picked up his pace.

"I know, baby." He cooed, "Gonna look so pretty when you cum on my fingers, hm?”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!

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working on several pieces atm, but just wanted to let you guys know that i’m thinking about writing for criminal minds!! (aaron hotchner + spencer reid) 🫠 i’ve got so many ideas 😭😭 <3

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i would kill for a cillian murphy as robert fischer fic or neil lewis from watching the detectives from you! ur stuff is amazing <3

This is literally so sweet tysm ml <3 Apologies for how long this took! I honestly really enjoyed writing this so im definitely open to writing more neil stuff! Based on the ending, i might do a follow up? (if you guys want that please let me know!) Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

Light Entertainment

Neil Lewis x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

Tags: Oral (F receiving), P in V, Riding, Tit Sucking, Praise

"God," Neil snorted, shifting beside you, "This is fucking terrible." His eyes loosely exploring your choice of film, one he had rather immediately deemed 'shitty.'

And truthfully, you were inclined to agree.

"Alright alright, bit extreme." You chastised, "I couldn't find anything I actually wanted to watch so I just picked something.. random."

You admitted as you studied the terrible old tape play out on screen, sighing as old-timey voices completely butchered their lines.

"You'd rather pick something you hadn't even heard of than let me pick?" Neil's head snapped round, face painted with severe offence.

"Absolutely." You chortled, beyond shameless. "I wasn't missing out on the rare occasion you agree to let me pick."

"Yeah well, remind me to never do that again." He exhaled heavily, grinning far more enthusiastically than you'd have liked.

You tossed a light, warning smack to his arm, his amusement only expanding, "Sorry, sorry!"

"Now," You huffed, pointedly making a gesture of crossing your arms across your chest, "If you don't mind, I'd like to watch this piece of cinema without your snarky, shithead blabbering. Thank you."

"Oh, would you?" Neil scoffed, "You're seriously enjoying this?"

"Yes, it's.." You struggled helplessly for a follow up, watching as the tv screen rolled more abhorrent dialogue between characters with void personalities. Honestly, you couldn't name a single one. "It's.. very entertaining."

He chuckled to himself, shifting ever so slightly nearer, "Right, right.." His warm, curious hands drifting under your woven blanket, getting dangerously closer to the heat between your thighs as he surpassed your skirt, "So you wouldn't.. prefer this?"

Your breath caught in your throat, words halted as a tender fingertip pressed against your clit.

You slipped a sweet, soft whimper as Neil began tracing supple circles round your clit through the dampening fabric of your underwear, filling your stomach with flutters. It was blatantly clear by the look on his face that his enjoyment was just as intense as yours.

It was a relief to be granted a new focus, your stubbornness to the film growing tiring. You couldn't help but revel in his touch, allowing your eyelids to flicker shut.

Your skin prickled at the familiar sound of his low chuckle, "No no, you keep those eyes open. I wouldn't want you to miss a single second."

Your eyes snapped open once more, and although they couldn't seem to find a place to stop, Neil's were unbudgingly glued to your face, his agile fingertips unrelenting beneath the blanket.

Exhaling, you felt yourself grow wetter and wetter with each passing, torturously light stroke to your cunt.

Without drawing eye contact, Neil raised from his seat beside you, gradually lowering himself between your legs.

Your arousal only steepened as both skilful hands crept to the blankets very edge, flinging it from your lap.

Purposefully slowly, you parted your thighs, skirt riding further up as you did so. A low, hoarse groan fled Neil's lips as your soaked panties met his eyeline. The lustful noise sent a shiver coursing down your spine, a little dose of smugness dizzying your head.

"Oh, just look at you.." He praised, lacking any hesitation in directing himself to the waistband of your underwear and bringing them to a pool around your ankles.

Hands splayed over your ass, he tugged you in one swift, greedy motion towards his face. Your stomach flipped with anticipation at the jolt, and suddenly his head was buried between your thighs.

His tongue licked torturously slow, teasing stripes up your bare cunt, as though savouring your taste was all he craved. A satisfied smirk etched across Neil's lips, the warmth radiating against your sensitivity. A desperate moan spilled from your throat as his mouth finally breached your folds, sucking your clit between his lips so softly.

"Fuck.." You exhaled, breath quavering, legs trapping his head amidst their heat, wetness coating your inner thighs.

"Just soaking my tongue, aren't you?" He grumbled, taunting the swell of your clit with the tip of his tongue, playing shamelessly with your sensitivity. 

The tv blared as Neil's hunger spiked, working at a ferocious pace between your thighs, drawing endless pleasures from your mouth as your back arched, sodden cunt pressing right to his tongue. 

"So responsive, mm?" He chuckled once more, balmy breath stroking over your sensitivity as his tongue tormented your entrance, swirling flawlessly around as you quivered against his cheeks. 

"Neil.. I can't.." You practically whined, flooded with the desperation for his teasing to end. 

Leaning back from between your legs, Neil's bright, glinting eyes flitted up to your own as he swept the pad of his thumb over the slick pillow of his lower lip, sporting a mock frown. 

Slumping back against the couch, he wasted no time in adjusting you to straddle his lap, the prominence of his bulge digging into you from beneath his dark, strained jeans. With a sense of guidance, he began rocking your bared pussy against him, length twitching as the feel of you seeped through his clothes. 

Snaking one large, kind hand to cup your jaw, he stroked with a single thumb, feeling your flushed skin melting against his palm. His lips drifted to your neck, sucking rather harshly as his vacant hand was utilised, unbuckling his jeans as his hard, aching cock sprung free. Neil's focus jumped to scouting around his pocket, almost immediately yanking out a small, flimsy packet that he tore with the ease of one tiny rip.

A sweet, breathy laugh floated from your lips, "You always have one of those?"

He shot you a playful grin, fumbling slightly as he rolled the condom down onto himself. 

He angled the unattended, begging pulse of his tip with your drenched entrance, his eyes fluttering for just a moment as he lowered you onto him with a sharp groan. Your own eyes followed suit, lids temporarily screwing together as you revelled in the feeling of him stretching you. 

"Let me see those pretty tits." Neil groaned, ridding you - impressively fast - of the vast inconvenience of your top, tossing your bra right afterward.

"Mine." He inhaled, bringing his face to the plush of your naked chest, each hand cupping your breasts, the soft flesh pressed impossibly close to his face. Upon an eager, somewhat abrupt buck of his hips, a strained breath slipping your mouth as his length hit inside you. 

His sweet, plush lips engulfed one nipple, circling his tongue around the stiff peak before releasing it with a light 'pop'. 

"Please.." You mewled as his pelvis jerked against yours, throbbing gently between your soaked, clenched folds, perfectly filling your pussy with each deeper reaching thrust. 

"Feels good, huh baby?" He chuckled, still gently cupping your exposed breasts, a single, thin strand of hair falling before his eyes, coming looser as his fix trailed over to attend to your opposing, untouched nipple. 

You began bouncing softly to the rhythmic bucking of Neil's hips, developing your own pace as Neil allowed your rhythms to merge. Once again, he drew your pebbled nipple between his lips, tongue flicking at the tender, stiffened peak, his low groan vibrating against your chest as the pair of you quickened. 

"You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?" He whispered against the smooth, inflicted warmth of your breasts, giving them a greedy squeeze, his slender digits toying with your nipples, eyes wandering over your face as though nothing could compare to the sight before him. Shallow moans danced between the two of you, slick, sultry bodies rocking together against the couch cushions, "Is that such a bad thing?"

"I never said it was." Neil grinned, pulling your lips into a messy, rather impatient embrace, tongues winding against one and other with matched yearning.

Your walls contracted with each desperate bounce, feeling a hand glide from your chest to your fluttering pussy, taking zero hesitation in pressurising the drastic swell of your clit, features painted by a blatant smirk as he observed your face contorting with pleasure only he was providing.

"Oh, fuck-" You uttered, entirely overwhelmed by the combined sensations of his fingers working on both your nipples and clit, his thick cock filling you further and further with each rock of your pelvis.

A hoarse, breathy groan fell from Neil's lips as he lost himself in the feeling of you, digits stroking your arousal just a little faster as the opposing hand took a keen rest on your behind, allowing himself to better embrace the feeling of it against his skin. He offered your ass a small, restrained squeeze as the both of you grew closer and closer. 

"That's it baby, just like that.." He praised, length quivering between your tight, eager clenches. Suddenly, your release hit with the force of a tidal wave, coursing through your aching body as the firmly-wound coil in your stomach finally snapped.

At that, Neil slipped a rather loud, ragged moan, hips jerking up scruffily as he came undone, thighs twitching as did yours, both palms slowly caressing the flushed skin of your ass.

With an amused, clearly out of breath chuckle, Neil pressed his forehead to yours with the assistance of his charming, hopelessly bashful grin, "Maybe we should make our own movie.”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!

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if you could do like a dumbification reader and thomas shelby i’d die happy please and thank u :)

Hi anon, thank u sm for requesting!! Hope you like it <3

Think Straight

Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

Tags: Dumbificiation, P in V, Unprotected Sex, Cream Pie

"You just couldn't think of anything else, could you?"  Tommy scoffed, wooden door rattling shut behind the pair of you. 

Your linen coated back pressed up to the wood, a familiar set of eyes honing in on your own.

"Wanted me to fuck you, is that it?" He spoke, raising one complacent brow. His hands immediately found your waist, drawing your eager bodies closer to one and other.

An intense arousal simmered between your legs, triumphant in the knowledge you'd be getting what you'd longed for. You could resist sporting a smile, nodding softly in response.

"Tommy," You began, unsure where you'd even take the sentence, though before you had time to contemplate the matter, Tommy slid a single finger into your mouth.

"Shh," He hushed, "I've heard enough from you."

Your eyes widened momentarily, feeling the callous pad of his thumb roll onto your tongue.

Using the unoccupied hand to lower the waistband of his trousers, he released his hard length with a low, relieved groan, feeling you whimper slightly against his thumb.

You reached out a hand, impatient to have him against your palm, though he dismissed it with a hint of a smirk, "So eager, eh?"

Tommy wasn't wrong; you were. Despite his presence being right before you, it wasn't enough. It wouldn't be until he was inside you.

Sliding one vacant hand beneath your skirt, he pulled the sodden cotton of your panties aside, completely baring you to his touch. "Fuck," He uttered, "You're soaking."

You murmured something practically unintelligible against his thumb as it lay against your tongue.

"Do what you're good for a spread those legs for me." Tommy commanded, a blatantly clear sense of amusement laced in his tone. And it was driving you beyond wild.

You hastily obeyed, parting your thighs, curious eyes flitting directly to the piercing pair before you.

He seized his thick, bare length within his hand, angling his tip with your drenched, welcoming cunt. With a deep, gruff groan, Tommy slid right past your drenched walls, stretching your tight cunt.

Tenderly, you moaned against his thumb once again as he filled you so flawlessly. Your heavy lids screwed together with nothing but sheer pleasure as he planted his first thrust, rocking you against the door. You instinctively swung your legs round his pelvis, desperate to feel him further.

"Gonna fuck all the thoughts out that pretty little head, eh?" Tommy assured, the pulse of his tip hitting tauntingly in your soaked pussy as his hips bucked up.

Your lips sealed as his thumb slithered from the warmth of your mouth, grabbing handfuls of your behind with both large, splayed hands. Your head lolled back, finding rest against the door, teeth sinking ferociously into your lower lip. You clenched around him, squeezing his length as his hips jerked erratically, lips curving into a slight smirk at your noises.

"Poor thing." Tommy mock frowned, "Can't think straight can you?"

You whined with broken breaths, shaking your head less than subtly, mouth falling open as his thick tip striking your g spot in a perfect rhythm. You writhed a little as he gave your ass another squeeze, arousal spiking even higher.

"That's it, all you can do is take it, hm?" He teased, greedily pulling your heat against him with each escalating thrust, "Making a pretty little mess of yourself on my cock, eh?""

His words merely fuelled the sultry fog in your head, sopping cunt twitching around his shaft,

"F-fuck.." You practically babbled out, "So good.."

"I know," Tommy chuckled in acknowledgment, switching one hand to gently cup the flush of your cheek, "Making that perfect cunt feel so good, isn't that right?"

Suddenly, the very same hand was shifting between your legs, fingertips toying with the drastic swell of your clit, only enhancing your pleasure.

Your eyes couldn't resist but flutter shut, back hollowing an arch against the door.

"Look at that.. all fucked out." He taunted, entirely unable to do anything except lust over the sight of you, watching wildly as his cock brought you closer and closer.

His skilful digits didn't relent upon playing with your swollen clit, drawing the most intoxicating moans from your throat. His bare length twitched inside you with each following thrust, evidently losing composure.

"You want me to fill this sweet little cunt?" Tommy grunted, edging nearer and nearer as your walls spasmed around him, "Give you something to think about for once?"

Nodding, you uttered trails of quiet, messy 'pleases' between your shallow panting, feeling an euphorically familiar knot become apparent in your stomach, winding tighter and tighter as you were so fulfillingly stretched around Tommy's cock.

As the pressure of his fingers quickened against your sensitive cunt, the knot so suddenly snapped, body shaking as you were hit by the ferocity of your orgasm.

Your now over-responsive pussy quivered weakly, a loud moan escaping you, Tommy doing the same. With one faulty rock of his hips, a familiarly warm burst found your cunt.

Chest rising and falling rather dramatically, your breaths gradually grew steadier.

Tommy studied you intently, offering a proud smile as he snaked a hand upwards, gently tapping the side of your head, tutting, "Nothing going on up there, hm love?"

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!

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more harry content please. that is all i ask.

Hi anon!! I’ve been meaning to work on some more Harry content, and this really motivated me so thank you!!! Hope you enjoy :)

Distraction

Harry Potter x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

Tags: P in V, Praise, Unprotected Sex

Your tightly balled up fist propped your head up, forcing your gaze down at the text before you - not that you were absorbing any of the information. Truthfully, you didn't particularly mind studying when it came to certain subjects, though you were growing tired of spending your evenings begrudgingly hunched over your desk.

"Harry?" You sighed heavily, peering at the, rather sizeable, book you'd slammed down on the desk just over an hour ago, "Can you help me?"

"Sure, sweetheart." Your boyfriend mumbled from this rest upon the bed not far behind you, rustling the sheets a little as he took a stance. Suddenly, the large familiarity of his hands found your shoulders, thumb gently sweeping back and forth over your jumper. Tension unwound, your body soothed by his light touch.

"I'm so bored." A weighty exhale escaped your lips as you turned to stare up at him, desperation gleaming through your eyes.

Harry offered your shoulders a kind, soft squeeze, "I know. You've been sat here for an hour and you've hardly turned any pages."

Despite your self-awareness, you scoffed, eyes flitting to the dusty book cover as Harry suddenly flung the novel shut. You shot him a puzzled glance - although you couldn't deny the relief of a possible break.

"You're not concentrating." His lips tugged up, supporting a playful smirk, "Come on, it'll help if you have a distraction for a bit."

A sultry cloud of his breath grazed your neck, as a tempting kiss pressed to the angle of your jaw.  Your cheeks swarmed with a sudden heat, breath caught in your throat, "Harry.."

"Hm?" He mumbled, quietly satisfied as he observed your failure to follow through with whatever was to leave your lips.

Quickly, he discarded the clutter atop your desk, callous palm patting at the surface as his mouth left the crook of your neck, "On the desk."

Unable to deny what was before you, you hopped upon the - now uncluttered - table, perching yourself right at the edge.

Harry parted your legs slightly, stepping between them, your skirt naturally riding up your thighs. His hungry mouth connected with your own, bringing a newfound ferocity as your tongues collided rather immediately. You flung your vacant hands to the broad of his back, fingertips pressing against the fabric of his jumper.

His low groan seeped into the kiss, and he trailed a single hand upon the small of your back, the other snaking beneath your skirt. Heat buzzed between your legs as the familiar sensation of his touch met your panties, tracing soft circles over your clit through the damp material. You whimpered faintly against his mouth, feeling his lips curve into a satisfied smirk against yours.

Harry's fingers moved quicker, causing your body to shudder as you shattered the kiss, head falling against his shoulder.

"F-fuck.." Your hushed, sultry moan vibrated against his shoulder, endlessly fuelled by the flow of his digits.

"That's it, sweetheart." He encouraged, "Let me hear those pretty noises."

His lustful words struck your arousal, spiking it rather drastically. Harry's skilful fingertips slipped easily beneath your sodden underwear, tugging them aside, cool air hitting your bare cunt.

With a gracious chuckle, he tilted your head back from its fallen rest upon his shoulder, gaze flickering to yours, “I need to feel you."

Harry made light work of his trousers, pulling them downward, freeing his hard, bare cock with a deeply relieved groan. Craving the feel of your skin, his large hands splayed over your ass, finding a tender hold under your skirt.

"Ready, angel?" He braced, aligning his tip with your drenched, achingly unfulfilled entrance.

"Mhm.." You uttered, somewhat masking your need, fingertips digging into his back, his eyes trailing over your flushed face.

Harry eased his hard, unattended length between your legs, sliding between your slick folds, pulling an airy moan from the pair of you as he filled you.

"You feel so fucking good.." He praised with a heavy exhale, lips spilling gruff groans as your tight cunt squeezed at his cock.

His naked hips bucked against yours, tip hitting deep within your soaked pussy. His callous palms caressed your behind, the warmth of his mouth capturing the skin of your neck once more.

Your walls clenched around his length, the pulses of his tip reaching your g-spot, drawing a loud whine from your lips.

"So pretty." Harry cooed, giving your hips a motivational squeeze as he abruptly picked up the pace of his thrusts. The desk wavered slightly beneath your flushed, quickening bodies.

You couldn't help but allow your head to fall back a little, both overwhelmed and thrilled by the stimulations. Harry switched a single hand to your jaw, tipping your chin back down, forced to focus your gazes to one and other, "Eyes on me."

The intense buzz of his words lingered in your abdomen, your teeth puncturing the pillow of your lower lip.

Alternating his grasp from the tip of your chin, he returned attention to the swell of your clit. With present amusement, he applied just enough pressure where you most yearned for it. Breathy noises flooded the room, nude hips slapping against eachother, his hot breath tickling your cheeks.

“Right here, hm?” Harry smirked, heat-ridden bodies rocking together, bringing yourselves closer and closer.

“F-Fuck, yes..” You whined, back arching invitingly, a release brewing inside the both of you.

"That's it, fuck, just like that.."  He grunted, the jerking of his hips growing much lazier.

Practically melting against the work of his fingers, the sheer strength of your orgasm seized you, washing over your entirety. A breathy, passionate sound rolled off your tongue as you revelled in the climax. Tortured by the sensation of you clenching around his cock, Harry panted, sliding out as a burst of warmth painted your inner thighs.

Breathing far from steady, your glistening foreheads leant together, Harry’s lips parting to speak with a familiarly charming smile, “Better?”

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do u write for any other cillian murphy characters?! :)

hi!!! i haven’t so far but i’m definitely open to it :) specifically thinking about writing for jackson rippner!

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omfg ur writing is so good!!

this literally made my day <33

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Sweetheart

Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

-> Drabble <-

! Smut Warning !

"You wanna ride me, sweetheart? That it?" Remus cooed, his warm palm enveloping the back of your neck. Impatiently, you fidgeted on his clothed lap, straddling him as his lean frame rested against the bed's wooden headboard.

You sucked him into a brief, soft kiss, murmuring a gentle "Mhm" against the taste of him.

"Yeah?" His lips curved up, "Take what you want. I'm all yours."

Remus snaked his hand beneath your skirt, granted easy access as the fabric was splayed over his thighs. He pressed a tempting kiss to your jaw, trailing sloppily downwards, peppering your neck with his mouth. Hooking one slender finger under the waistband your sodden panties, he tugged them aside, baring your drenched pussy on his trousers.

Making light work of his button, Remus released his hard length with a freeing groan. His grasp found the flesh of your hips as he angled his cockhead with your soaking entrance.

His tip breached your cunt, making you wince slightly, a sultry moan escaping your lips, "F-fuck, Rem.."

"I know sweetheart," He praised, easing you down, "Feels so good, getting stuffed full of my cock, huh?"

"Yes.." With a sweet, tender whine, you took Remus further, eagerly sinking onto his thick, bare cock. He slipped a shaky groan, tossing his head back just a little.

"Take what you need, baby." He encouraged, skilful hips faintly slapping yours as he guided your first bounce, "Make that pretty pussy feel good."

And you knew he'd allow you all the time in the world.

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Sight for sore eyes

Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

Tags: Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Praise, P in V, Unprotected Sex, Cream Pie

It was a rare occurrence for you to find time alone these days, though whenever you found yourself lucky enough - it was typically occupied by the same pastime. Truthfully, you didn't care in the slightest about the others whereabouts, all you were really bothered about was their major lack of being here: the betting shop.

There was no guarantee that the front door wouldn't swing open at quite literally any second - but to be candid, that was a fraction of the thrill. Besides, you were located at the very back of the, otherwise vacated, building. So there you were, the familiar warmth of one soft hand writhing beneath the cotton of your underwear, rubbing supple circles over the swell of your clit.

Slowly, you slipped a single digit inside your slick entrance, teeth helplessly puncturing your lips. You gently eased the tip toward your g-spot, reaching it with a breathy moan. Craving further friction, you trailed the unoccupied hand up your clothed torso, sparsely cupping your left breast through your still fully buttoned shirt.

You trapped your nipple with the hunger of your touch, beginning to roll the stiff peak between your fingers, simultaneously toying with your pulsing clit as your back hollowed out a drastic arch between itself and the wooden chair you were perched upon. You cursed through shallow breaths, sliding another finger inside - instinctively grinding the sopping heat of your cunt against your own hand.

Fingers pumping faster, your eyelids fluttered shut, pace picking up with each whimper from your lips. Waves of uttered profanities spilled from your tongue as you brought yourself closer and closer.

Your body trembled slightly, preparing to revel in the much-anticipated release. As your mouth  hung - almost shamelessly - open, a familiar click rang in your ears. Your heavy lids suddenly snapped open, fingers halting as immediately as you could manage.

The door was shut to its hinges, however Tommy was now leant against it, eyes trained directly to you - his pinkish lips curved into a seemingly amused smirk.

Your heart relentlessly pounded at the wall of your chest, guilty hands firmly tossed to your sides as your cheeks burnt in conflict.

"..Uh," You splutter out, "How much did you see?"

He took a painfully elongated drag of his cigarette, clearly purposeful, gaze dancing over you as he stubbed it out on the nearby, dusty ashtray.

"Enough to want more."

You felt your eyes widen so momentarily, completely unsure if you'd heard the man correctly.

Several seconds passed by, though it processed far longer to your confused state.

Tommy took a step forward. Then another.

"Don't let me stop you." He resumes, voice low, "Just keep doing what you were doing."

This time you offered a response, although it didn't hold much substance at all. 

"What?"

The pure heat of the chuckle that followed trickled down your spine.

"Touch yourself, I want to watch."

The air felt impossibly thick as Tommy parted his lips, stretching another step closer, his large, callous hands tucked tightly into his pockets, striking face looming so torturously near to your own.

"I want you to keep playing with that pretty cunt for me. Can you do that?"

Your breath cracked a small hitch. You ran the idea over in your rather heavily fogged mind,  completely unsuspecting the potency of his effect on you. The vision of him being present, watching as you stroked yourself just how you liked, coming undone in front of him.. You desired it just as much as he appeared to.

"Yes."

Tommy smirked, and for a split second, you could've sworn his bright eyes lit up the way they so rarely did.

"Take those off." His gaze clearly indicated in the direction to the dampened cotton of your underwear, ambling backwards, resuming his propped stance against the door, "Let me see all of you."

The balmy skin beneath your shirt heaved, heartbeat rapid. Every element of your focus lead back to Tommy - the lustful words that left his lips, his unfaltering facade. Pushing your dark, linen trousers from your hips, you dragged your underwear along with them, kicking both garments off at your feet.

"That's a good girl." Tommy praised, seemingly overcome with your willingness. His eyes dropped straight to your newly bared pussy; his jaw ticked and he eagerly wet his lips with his tongue. He sucked in a deep, shaky breath, reluctant to remove his gaze for even a millisecond as you spread your thighs apart ever so slightly.

He was beyond aware of your taunting intentions - and the fact they were successful.

"That cunt is just begging for attention, isn't it?" He murmured. It was evident to you that composure was beginning to evade him.

Peering up at him through glassy eyes, you softly, slowly snaked your palm downwards until you reached your naked pussy, hovering over the familiar warmth.

Tommy watched with an impenetrable interest, as though Atlantis didn't hold a candle to the sight before him. Timid, sultry moans slipped from your mouth as you worked desperately at your clit, fascinated gaze travelling over each and every inch of the man before you, pausing at the growing strain of his trousers.

Upon that, you felt your arousal spike. He craved this just as hopelessly as you.

Surpassing your now sopping folds, you glide a finger inside your opening once more.

A low, pent-up groan escaped him as you did so, making you smile between quickening breaths.

"Tell me what you want." He encouraged as your fingers began pumping faster.

There wasn't a mere trace of hesitation to your whispered reply, "You."

A grin tugged its way across Tommy's sharp face, the thick bulge of his crotch more prominent than ever. "You want my cock inside you, eh? Is that it?"

"Shit," You mewl, your soaked fingertips applying more pressure just where you ached for it, "P-Please, yes.."

Carefully, you eased a second finger alongside the first, working them together at your own perfect pace. Allowing your weighted lids to flicker themselves closed, you began needily grinding against the motions.

Murmured pleas flew from your lips one after the other, core quivering as you pant through gritted teeth - eyelids screwed shut.

"Making a mess over your fingers, so desperate to be fucked, hm?"

Tommy's gruff, taunting voice seeped into your ears, coursing through your body - assisting in bringing you closer and closer to a release. 

"Please, Tommy.." You whined, unintentionally letting his name fall out, coming far more naturally than you would've anticipated.

"That's right," He chuckled, "Beg for my cock." His speech was ragged, breathy. Far more than it'd previously been.

At that, the somewhat restrained rhythm of your hips intensified, eyes shooting open.

And what a sight for sore eyes.

Tommy's dark, costly trousers were messily pooled around his upper thighs, along with his underwear. One callous hand was wrapped loosely around his hard, naked length, consistently pumping up and down as he watched you. His strokes were hard. Hungry. But purposefully not enough to finish him.

It would've been utterly impossible to compress your moans as you soaked up the depraved, carnal image in front of you. Striking veins lay prominent beneath his skin as he fisted his pulsing cock, pre-cum coating his slit.

Your long-awaited orgasm crashed over your entirety, fierce and amplified by Tommy's gruff noises. 

"Good fuckin girl." He worshipped as you softly writhed, riding out the impossibly euphoric wave, tightly-wound knot bursting within your stomach. "Come here."

Almost in an instant, you were on your feet - effectively unable to let another second pass without claiming what was infront of you. Closing the majority of the distance between the two of you, you stood before Tommy, flushed face hovering mere inches from his.

"See this?" He clenched his tight jaw, subtly nodding toward the quick, slick pumps of his fist, "See how fucking hard you've made me just by playing with that pretty little cunt?"

Your body burned almost agonisingly, every part of you aching with the strong, undiluted need to feel him. To feel him pulse in your hand, to feel his withheld noises tickle your neck, your jaw. You needed it more than anything.

Instinctively, you reached one warm, smooth hand to his exposure, but before your fingers could surround his leaking cock, he tossed away your gesture. "No. I need to be inside you. Now."

His rapid hand suddenly abandoned his length, seeking a possessive hold over the chic material covering your waist. Your throat punctured with a brief, keen inhale as the pair of you suddenly rotated, your back meeting the door with a gentle clang. Tommy pressed the heat of his shirt-clad torso against your own, and his soft, ravenous lips began devouring yours. His tongue crept into your mouth, intertwining with yours in a hot, ever-tangled mess.

With great ease, he hoisted your bare thigh to his loosely unclothed hip, running his callous palms across the underside. The broad, flushed trip of his nose brushed with yours as his body-weight pressed against you, kiss deepening.

"I'm gonna give you want you need." His mouth grumbled into yours. A large, solemn hand bunched around his length, Tommy lined his thick, pre-cum coated tip with your drenched cunt, "Ready?"

"Mhm." You nodded. You simply couldn't wait any longer, you wanted all of it. All of him.

With one gentle buck of his hips, his cock was stretching out your tight, dripping entrance with a wavering groan.

"Fuck, that's good.." Tommy murmured, the heat of his breath tickling the intense burning of your own skin.

A bittersweet whine left your lips as he adjusted inside you, planting the first, tantalising thrust. The head of his length slapped your g-spot, forcing a loud moan from your throat.

Your stomach flipped repeatedly, feeling your slick pussy clench around the man, inadvertently pleading, "Please.." You whimpered, "More."

"More, eh?" He chuckled, "Patience." He punctured the demand with another, far-reaching thrust.

Developing a quicker pace, Tommys fingertips dug into the flesh of your thigh, pulling you against him in time.

"Come on," He heaved, planting an encouraging kiss to your lips, savouring your taste, "Put those legs around me."

With one swift toss, your legs locked around his bare pelvis, freeing his hands to roam free. One coursed up the back of your neck, the other tightly gripping your naked behind, desperately grinding you against his twitching cock. His slender digits wound through your hair, and the perfect placement for your own became so suddenly apparent. You tested the limits, grazing your nails over his shirt-clad back.

"Shit." Tommy grunted in response, "That's it. That's my fucking girl." 

The name set sparks alight throughout you as Tommy rocked you against the wooden door. Linking the plush of your lips with his once more, your tongue began to glide with his as your wetness clenched around him. His palm snapped against your ass as he landed a particularly deep thrust. You tossed your head back, his grasp of your hair shielding a clash with the door.

"Right there, hm?" He taunted, a pleased grin playing at his lips, "Tell me."

"Right there- Please.." You uttered between such laboured breaths. You took him further, his pulsing head wrapped by the quivering heat of your pussy, the door rattling against its rusty hinges as the two of you jerked against it, both reeling in the feeling of each other. 

Tommy briskly switched the focus of his touch from your backside to your cunt, fingers so flawlessly toying with the sensitive swell of of your clit, applying the pressure he knew you craved. Your eyes rolled back, falling a willing subject to his skilful fingers as you hurled your own hands over his shirt-covered back. 

"Priceless. Fucking priceless." He exhaled, gaze flitting over the sight of you. 

His muscles tensed as the ridges of your nails raked down his back, helplessly holding onto his body as your legs shook around him, the familiar sensation of a release overpower your senses. 

"Oh my- Fuck. Don't stop." The words spread over Tommy's neck, your head lolling atop his shoulder as you clutched him, wishing you could defy the impossibility of getting any closer than you were, "I'm so close.."

"I know," He slowly stroked over your unruly hair, "Let me feel you cum on my cock."

At that, you simply snapped. The sodden heat of your walls squeezed him mercilessly as your second orgasm hit even harder than the first. 

Tommy groaned once more, gruffer than any previous. Losing control, his pelvis involuntarily bucked, cock twitching inside you as his eyes clasped shut. Warmth spilled from his tip, pooling in your trembling pussy. Quivering, the pair of you took your time in sobering from the incomparable feeling. Tommy's hands caught your weakening legs, softly caressing the skin. Accompanied by unsteady breaths, satisfied smiles cracked on both of your faces. 

Perhaps you were glad to be caught after all.

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Angel

James Potter x Fem!Reader

! Smut Warning !

—> Drabble <—

"Please, James-" The words slip out as a desperate plea, your body long since fallen victim to his torturous pace, "I- I can't take anymore.."

James' nestles the soft warmth of his face within your neck, pressing sloppy kisses to the flushed skin, "You can, baby. I know you can."

You'd already endured several releases, and you certainly weren't short of feeling the effects - sensitivity heightened beyond belief.

The muddled pillow soaked up your noises, face comfortably sunken against it. James' skilful hips slapped against your ass with each of his extensive thrusts, thick cock twitching inside the heaven of your drenched cunt.

"Fuck," He groaned - you could tell he was getting close. "That's it angel, take all of me." He planted another, somewhat lazier kiss to your neck, "I'm almost there."

Keeping one large hand guiding your hips, James craftily snaked the opposing fingers to toy with the dramatic swell of your clit.

You couldn't help but break a particularly loud moan, sending an almost immediate smirk to his lips, "You gonna give me one more?"

"Fuck-" You whined, "So good.. Please-"

"I know baby, I know." He cooed, "Come on, pretty girl. Cum on my cock. Let me feel you."

James' digits worked faster against your now pulsing clit, his throbbing cock hitting even deeper as his breaths shallowed.

Suddenly, he heaved, hips snapping one singular thrust against the soft curves of your ass. His glazed eyes rolled back with the vigorous twitch of his thighs - a stretched curse falling from his mouth, "Fuck, angel. So fucking good to me."

The very tips of your teeth sunk deep into your lower lip, final release pulling you under its merciless tidal wave.

James chuckled breathily, fingers directing your face toward his own, capturing your lips in a sweet, tender kiss, "Thought you could take anymore?"

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Just A Taste

james potter x fem!reader

A smut drabble!

tags: oral (f receiving), praise

! Smut Warning !

“Fuck, can’t wait anymore.” James whined, sultry breath grazing over the mild separation of your thighs, “I need that pretty pussy on my tongue.”

He’d found zero hesitation in the swift removal of your skirt, tossing it God knows where, before switching his heated intentions to the damp fabric of your panties.

His warm, callous digits seized the waistband, so hungrily guiding the sodden material to pool around your knees without a mere invitation for mercy - let alone patience.

Your abdomen whirred with a deep, anticipatory heat as his thick, bare biceps propped themselves within the silk underside of your thighs. Fiercely, he yanked your arousal toward him, gently flexed forearms looping over your thighs.

“Can I taste you, baby?” James heaved out, just barely permitting the slick angle of his tongue to graze your slit - shocking a harsh shiver down your spine.

Eyes subtly widening, you rolled your lips against one and other, a soft confirmation flowing from your own tongue.

“Jesus,” He breathed, as though granted his greatest wish, allowing no slight ounce of time before delving in like a man starved.

His thick, wonderfully familiar fingertips dug upon your upper-thighs as the damp, poised angle of his tongue stroked your soaked folds - gently flicking at the dire ache of your clit, drawing bundles of tormented mewls from your lips.

“Oh, fuck-” Your whimper crept through a following sharp intake of breath. It was almost as though each singular time James’ supple lips met your arousal, your pupils clouded over, body somehow replenished by the warm chamber of his mouth.

Betrayed by reflexes, your fulfilled frame wiggled a little, sensitivity overpowering any and all competitors as your gently spread legs began to squirm.

“Stay still for me baby, I know you can.” James encouraged, tipped tongue slowly breaching your walls, wet, skilful point circling over your pulsing entrance, “Good fucking girl.”

Rather to your own avail, his words shot straight through your entirety, fluttering down in a path of sheer humidity. His large, splayed palms began to desperately knead the thick flesh of your thighs, tongue trailing your clit with new-found pacing.

He groaned against your soaked, softly beating cunt, offering your, now somewhat warmed, thighs an appreciative squeeze, “Never gonna get bored of my head between these sweet fucking thighs. Never.”

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Please can you do either a John or Thomas Shelby one where the reader is a brat and gets spanked by either John or Tommy? Love how you write these smutty stories btw 😍

Hi, thank you so so much for requesting! For some reason, this request didn’t come through until a few days ago - which is a lot later than when it says it was submitted - so sorry about that! And thanks so much for the support on my works, I really do appreciate it. Enjoy! :)

Say It

John Shelby x Fem!Reader

A Smut Oneshot

Tags: Brat Taming, Spanking, Pussy Spanking, Fingering, Light Hair Pulling, Degrading, Orgasm Denial

! Smut Warning !

“You know what I want to hear.” John asserted, a cunning gaze flitting from beneath his lids as he briefly sought a comfortable perch atop his mattress.

If there was to be a single thing you knew, it was what John was after - though, it seemed you were further familiar with the fact you weren’t going to supply it so easily.

“You’re being ridiculous.” You practically spat through rows of tightly gritted teeth, accompanied by a well-trained gaze to the seated man before you - irritation rushing from him like crashing waves.

Somewhat smoothly, John spread his palm over his chin, simply rubbing his jaw with a singular motion, “Say it.”

Disbelief pushes your eyes to roll, reddened fingertips digging at your hips through your - moderately fitted - skirt. Through your very own, seemingly tainted, lens, you hadn’t done anything particularly wrong, perhaps merely pushed John’s buttons a little throughout the day, playfully prodding with his irritations for personal entertainment.

Nostrils rolling a quite thick, weighty exhale, he so lightly spread his legs apart, “Get over my knee.”

You scoff, though a tiny, gradually expanding lump of anticipation catches within your throat, “John-”

“Now.” He very nearly grumbles, “If y’won’t apologise, I’ll just have to get it out of you myself.”

Suddenly squashing all - already rather minimal - distance between you, John’s large, power-ridden grasp seizes your waist, tugging you toward him as your bare feet tumble a little upon the planked flooring.

“Alright alright, I’m sorry.” You, disingenuously, ramble.

“You’re not.” John heaves, an obnoxiously pleased smirk twitching over his pinkish lips as he swiftly pulled your frame across his thighs, “But you will be.”

Throat sparked by a deep, sharp spike of breath, your unsupported elbows quickly flopped to the mattress beneath as John’s curious hands lay the small of your back atop his lap.

He potently raised the coverage of your skirt, speedily resting its dark hem just above your hips, warm - contrastingly callous - digits gliding your underwear to a thick ruffle around your gently buckled knees. A scorching humidity crept up your neck, burning through your cheeks as John found a sudden - moderately lenient - hold of your hair, rather skilfully angling your neck to present himself with a plenty preferable view.

“Not gettin’ all shy on me now, are you love?” His sultry chuckle taints the surrounding air as he strokes a teasing hand over your bare behind.

Warmth flares between your naked thighs, his familiar touch shooting a demeaningly keen, contrasting shiver down your spine. Pushing your back to a shallow arch, John tightens his previously slack grasp before landing his first spank upon your fully exposed ass, a soft whimper wavering beneath the measly shield of your tongue.

"Gonna count em for me, eh?"

It wasn't a question.

"One." You gasped, a shaky intake of breath.

“That’s more like it.” He praised, rather unexpectedly supplying the very top of your head with a kind, tender peck. As you hopelessly revelled in the sweet refresher, John directly snatched you from the realms of any comfort, landing his next hit to the opposing cheek, “Gonna fuckin’ behave for me now, isn’t that right?”

You swallowed the lump lingering within your narrow, tingling throat, feeling the growing slick between your thighs - so shamefully wishing you could diminish its entirety.

"Fuck-" You whine, "Two."

His fingers shifted inside your now untidy hair, a fresh, irregularly chilled breeze briskly sweeping your neck. John quickly planted the next desperately heady smack, so pridefully leaving the thick flesh stinging with an agitating glory.

Growing a little sensitive, you simply winced, arousal fizzling through your heat-ridden skin. The harsh daggers of your teeth bordered on puncturing your lower lip, an airy whine slicing up the tunnel of your throat.

"Don't make me tell you again." John grumbled, "Count."

"Three.." You quaver, mildly squeezing your slickened thighs together in a helpless crave for friction.

With an undeniable abruptness, he picks up the gradual pace, four, five and six flying across in a prickling flurry, your heat-coated behind stinging from each passing strike.

Abruptly, he quickens the heavily taunting pace, four, five and six passing in a flurry, naked ass stinging from the consistent force supplied by each individual hit. Somehow, you felt as though you could feel the intense, rich reddening of your skin. Each passing spank pulls a shameful, yearning whimper from the depths of your throat, wetness so drastically pooling as you squeeze your thighs tighter together.

“Seven..” You heave, burning heat prickling at your skin as you fidget a little atop the thick, firm surface of John’s lap.

He suddenly freezes and you’re rather caught off guard upon the enticing, chilling sensation of meddlesome fingers snaking between your thighs, forcing a little space between them. You simply can’t compress the slip of your keen, intrusive gasp as he grazed a singular, curious fingertip over your drenched folds.

"You're fuckin' soaked." He breathes, a blatantly thick tension to his voice, as though you could hear the richness of his smirk, "Getting you all worked up, hm? Being spanked over my lap like a fuckin' whore."

John’s demeaning remarks only fuel your arousal as he gives your hair a cheek-pinkening, momentary tug, landing yet another punishing hit to your flushed behind.

"Shit-" You mewl, "Eight."

He lands another smack to the opposing - aching - cheek, flesh stinging - so enriched - “Answer me.”

Barely even absorbing much besides his familiarly lustful tone, your tongue rolls out a helpless, breathy fluster, “Yes..”

Knowingly toying with your already worn patience, John’s sultry exhale caresses your unshielded neck, “Want me to punish you over my lap like a worthless whore, huh?”

Far less nonchalantly than was ideal, you nod, sopping cunt desperately begging for any touch of friction.

Once more, John weaves his thick, skilful fingers between your sodden thighs. Teasingly, he merely trails them over your aching folds, digits dampened with the heat of your arousal as he gently brushes them over your deprived clit.

A sudden, rather dense whine pours from your mouth as a light, painfully enticing spank reaches your drenched cunt.

His large, warm thumb so flawlessly toys with your pulsing clit, a bunch of two fingers sinking between your walls, drawing yet another weightless moan as they slid inside.

Somewhat slowly, John’s digits contrive a euphoric rhythm, gradually quickening their taunting pace, pumping in and out of the tight clenches of your hole, thumb - merciless to sensitivity - fulfilling your clit.

“Look at you, just a writhin’ mess on my lap, eh?” He groaned, his torturous words infiltrating your veins - only severely heightening your arousal.

Overwhelmed by the agonising blend of increased sensitivity and the long-awaited yearning of it all, you felt your abdomen twist with the need for a release, helplessly tumbling toward the familiar brink of fulfilment.

Your walls squeeze at his pumping fingers at a relentless pace, hungrily reeling the eventual orgasm nearer and nearer, finally finding yourself just bordering upon its wonderfully familiar slope.

As the build finally grew to the tallest tip of its summit, John so suddenly slid his fingers from your pulsing cunt, snapping all ties of friction with a brutally irritating smugness.

Bordering on totally defying his grasp upon your hair, you whipped your head back, body frantically conflicting with itself over such a sudden, frustrating peak of denial.

"What?" John smirked, placing another spank to your sodden, pathetically convulsing cunt, "It's a punishment, remember?"

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Instructions

Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

A smut oneshot!

Tags: Fingering, P in V, Unprotected Sex, Light Choking, Praise, Multiple Orgasms, Cream Pie

! Smut Warning !

A soft, narrow moan escaped your lips as Tommy lay you upon the tightly-sheeted bed, his callous, rather largely splayed hands swiftly grazing over your blouse-clad back.

While unable to pinpoint the reasoning as to why, you felt there was simply something so different about sex with Tommy - about the way he handled you.

The rough, warm skin of his nose - barely - brushed yours as his frame loomed above your own, helplessly surrounded by the heady combination of heavy breaths and tangled tongues. Clasping his agile fingers together, Tommy briskly swept a hand between your skirt-draped thighs, gently parting them as his other hand made light work of unfastening each individual blouse button.

His hungry, blatantly deprived digits found your heavily-dampened underwear immediately - made apparent by his deep, slightly shaky groan.

The slight of a smirk ghosts his lips, "So fuckin' wet for me, eh?"

“Fuck, mhm..” You breath out, arousal so dangerously taunted by the way his skilful fingers tease your clit through the sodden fabric - the opposing hand simultaneously freeing your chest from any and all preventions.

Tommy seized your bare breasts between his soft, pinkish lips, enveloping a single, pebbled nipple into the immensely slick warmth of his mouth - piercing gaze not once shattering its trail to yours as his tongue teasingly flicked at your nipple. Airy, weightless mewls could only pour out of you as his digits worked faster upon your clit, applying the most perfect balance of pressure to your sweet spot as your wetness somehow pooled even further.

A scorching heat swamped your body as he stroked you through the thin, soaked material - wet, expert lips jumping upon your previously unattended nipple, once again drawing its peak into his mouth.

“You want my fingers, hm?” He taunts between the ravishing circles of his tongue.

Less than subtly, you sport an inviting nod, vastly heightening arousal only further fuelled by his words, “Shit, yes.”

Your stomach dramatically whirs upon the drastic, heavenly increase of Tommy’s fingers, finally tugging your dripping underwear aside, forcing a keen shiver down your spine as they brush over your sopping, exposed folds.

While only faintly, he smirks, “Cum first, then I’ll give you my fingers.”

That just about tips you over the edge, unrelenting teeth puncturing into the pillow of your lip, driven by pure, unfiltered yearning.

Toward your reaction, his features paint a picture sparked with a blend of amusement and arousal, "That's it, getting close now, eh?"

As though his words had predicted it, the development of your arousal quite radically heightens, mere moments distance from peaking. “Fuck, I’m gonna-”

Upon that, Tommy suddenly portrays a great ease within sliding two fingers inside you, so lightly stretching your tight, utterly drenched entrance as he curls them in and out. Accompanied by the inability to do otherwise, you slip a sharp gasp, clit mercilessly spasming as your motion-filled hole clenches around Tommy's swiftly pumping fingers - fucking you through the sheer ferocity of your release, riding out the wave.

“Fuck.” He grumbles, frustratingly retracting his sultry mouth from your nipple, “Love seeing you fuckin’ cum for me.”

Briefly, Tommy presses his soft, dampened lips against yours, momentarily teasing you with one ridiculously gorgeous gliding motion of his tongue before detaching once more, withdrawing his touch from where you craved it most.

Tenderly cupping the angle of your jaw, Tommy ever so slightly tipped your vision upward. Thumb quite mildly tormenting the underside of your chin, he reduces his tone to a low, hoarse whisper, "Open for me."

Urged by the ravenous, tingling heat possessing your abdomen, you simply obliged, gently dropping your jaw, allowing him to slip his slender, slick fingers over your tongue.

Both instinctive and hungry, you detected no hesitation in completely cleansing his digits of your taste - utilising his opposing grasp to discard his very own fresh, white button up, dropping his costly trousers to a loose, crumpled pool around his thighs.

Once the pair of you lacked all shreds of concealment, Tommy briskly snaked his digits from the narrow tunnel of your suckling lips, a coy smirk tugging at his mouth once again.

The enticingly familiar, unreasonably comforting caress of his large palm spread your uncovered legs considerably wider, angling himself so his pre-cum coated length brushed across your chest.

“Spit.” He instructed, voice a lustfully low, solemn grumble.

Challenging the borders of subtlety, your stomach fluttered, pupils flitting over the expectant projection of Tommy's stare. Burning beneath his control, you instantly complied, breathlessly coating his tip with your spittle - flimsy patience to feel him only thinning.

“That’s it.” Tommy’s breath hitched, pelvis smoothly retracting as he angled himself before your sopping, emptily aching entrance. With a deep, gravel-laced grunt, he finally slid inside, his bare thickness perfectly filling your warmth.

“Fuck-” You exhaled, drenched folds eagerly clenching around the feeling of him.

“Going to let me ruin this perfect fuckin’ cunt, eh?” Tommy groaned, guiding his compacted hands up the thick, silky underside of your legs - rapidly raising them to his lower-back with great ease before planting his first thrust.

Your entirety jolted, stripped of any mercy as you rocked against the soothing, though rather firm, mattress as the reeking desperation of his naked hips bounced from yours - contriving a slow, divine rhythm.

Suddenly, your creased brows darted higher, mouth falling so extravagantly agape as his thick tip thrust against the tenderness of your g-spot.

Weighted expressions floated through the air between you, Tommy's hard, slick shaft reaching further within your weeping cunt, thrusts deepening with each fulfilling buck, your legs hooked over his pelvis -carelessly tangled as the roaring flame in your stomach pleaded for more.

Clearly, that was beyond apparently etched across your features as you observed the somewhat amused nature in which Tommy’s lips grew a slight curl above you.

“You want it harder, hm?” He groaned through teasing thrusts.

“Fuck,” You mewled, shamelessly breathy, “Yes.”

With a smirk-tainted face, Tommy tossed your legs from his hips - though before they could thump atop the support of the mattress, he hauled them back against him, ankles tightly angled over his shoulders, calves firmly pressed to his chest.

“Fuckin’ hell.” His head lolled back a little, quickly rolling his gaze down to your own, softly running a palm over your flushed, heat-swarmed cheek as he buried his throbbing length deeper within the drenched, tight clenches of your cunt.

Drifting your smooth, balmy hand atop his, you gradually trail it from the tinted skin of your cheek to your neck. Tommy offered your throat a gentle, rather obviously restricted, squeeze, steadying his pace.

As broken, airy exhales punctured the air, your sopping, convulsing walls wrapped his bucking shaft as the twitches of his tip hit your g-spot.

With hoarse, breathy utters of undecipherable words, Tommy picked up his pace, rough skin of his fingers stretched over your throat - his alternative, unwavering grasp withholding your leg against the intricate inking on his chest.

“Shit, you’re good..” He praised, gravely tone spilling over your entirety, sparking a euphorically familiar sensation with in your lower-abdomen.

Your seeping hole pulsed around him, his mouth helplessly sucking in longing, eager breaths.

“Going to cum again, eh?” Tommy teased, a weightless chuckle weaving throughout his words. His deep, quick thrusts fell messier, sloppier as he panted, “So am I.”

As his hips pelted at your own, the overwhelming tingling of your stomach built higher and higher, pushing the very brink of engulfing your entirety.

“Shit-” You very nearly exclaimed, clit so tenderly throbbing as your second orgasm tore through your sultry, quivering body, leaving your skin prickling with a flaming heat.

Landing a final squeeze to your neck, Tommy abruptly grunted, a familiar burst of warmth spreading within you as he - less than carefully - dropped your legs to the lavish support, gently leaning to connect his keen lips to your own, hot, naked torso driving a balmy collision to yours.

You pressed your greedy lips to his with the ghost of a kind smile, a sultry passage of “Fuckin’ hell.” gliding into your mouth.

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‘My Beautiful Girl’

James Potter x Fem!Reader

A smut drabble!

Tags: P in V, Praise, Unprotected Sex

! Smut Warning !

"That's it darlin," James puffed out, quick, naked hips bucking against your own as yours legs wrapped around his pelvis, "Doin' so good for me."

As your calves clung to the small of his back, his precum-seeping tip reached deeper within your sopping cunt, gliding between your dripping walls as he - so flawlessly - thrust deeper into you.

"God, you look so fuckin' pretty under me."

The heavy, breathy praise pumped through your veins, practically flooding your body's entirety - swollen clit mercilessly pulsating against your boyfriend’s deep motions.

Willingly trapped beneath the shadow of his broad, toned torso, your - beyond - sultry breaths grazed beneath his ear - splayed hands roaming his bare back, desperately searching for something to latch upon.

A sharp, withheld mewl fled your lips as James suddenly pressed his lips to your breasts, the fragile skin tinting between his plush, suckling lips.

Collections of light, airy whimpers poured from within your mouth, anticipation only further heightening as he so gently nipped at your nipples.

"You feel so fuckin' good around me." He groaned.

Much alike crashing waves, harsh, overpowering surges of arousal struck your body as the compliments drowned your ears, swollen clit so mercilessly pulsing as James picked up the pace of his thrusts.

His words practically rippled through your body, stomach whirring with a vast, tingling heat as your arousal suddenly peaked, orgasm tearing through you.

Slowly, your bare chest rose and fell - each revitalising breath unwinding as you merely began to cool off. The soft, soothing warmth of your boyfriend’s supple mouth gently pressed to the tip of your forehead, “My beautiful girl.”

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