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when i talk about frat era ivy league boy aj. this is what i expect yall to be imagining btw. thank you.

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" sunday's over " yada yada idc. the aj vibes are off the fucking charts. ( vid under the cut but it's not actually spicy i promise )

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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

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𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 .   (   a  collection  of  usfw  prompts  taken  from  some  tags  used  on  ao3 .  mature  themes  are  obviously  present ,   add  “ + reverse ”  to  reverse  roles .  )

﹟ wet dream﹕  receiver  has  a  wet  dream  about  sender . ﹟ rough sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  rough  sex . ﹟ fight sex﹕  a  fight  between  sender  &  receiver  turns  into  sex . ﹟ shower sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  the  shower . ﹟ oral sex﹕  sender  goes  down  on  receiver . ﹟ pillow talk﹕  receiver  dirty  talks  to  sender . ﹟ possessive sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  heated  sex  after  one  was  jealous . ﹟ praise kink﹕  receiver  indulges  sender’s  praise  kink . ﹟ office sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  an  office  setting . ﹟ sloppy makeouts﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  a  heavy  makeout  session . ﹟ coming in pants﹕  sender  causes  receiver  to  come  in  their  clothes . ﹟ secret relationship﹕  sender  &  receiver  sneak  around  to  have  sex . ﹟ lingerie﹕  sender  wears  lingerie  for  receiver . ﹟ hair - pulling﹕  sender  pulls  receiver’s  hair  during  sex . ﹟ aftercare﹕  sender  provides  aftercare  to  receiver  following  sex . ﹟ dry humping﹕  sender  ruts  against  receiver  while  dressed . ﹟ revenge sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  to  get  back  at  someone . ﹟ fluff and smut﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  fluffy  domestic  sex  . ﹟ sexual roleplay﹕  sender  &  receiver  play  out  a  scenario  in  the  bedroom . ﹟ casual sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  casual ,  no - strings  sex  . ﹟ hate sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  heated  hate  sex . ﹟ resolved sexual tension﹕ s ender  kisses  receiver  to  break  the  sexual  tension . ﹟ light bondage﹕  sender  restrains  receiver’s  hands  during  intimacy . ﹟ vibrators﹕  sender  stimulates  receiver  with  a  vibrating  toy . ﹟ stripping﹕  sender  sensually  undresses  for  the  receiver . ﹟ body worship﹕  sender  worships  the  receiver  sexually . ﹟ temperature play﹕  sender  &  receiver  bring  ice  into  the  bedroom . ﹟ biting﹕  sender  bites  receiver  intimately  during  sex . ﹟ bath sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  take  an  intimate  bath  together . ﹟ finger sucking﹕  sender  puts  their  fingers  to  receiver's  lips  during  sex . ﹟ edgeplay﹕  sender  tells  receiver  not  to  come  until  they’re  allowed . ﹟ mirror sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  sex  in  front  of  a  mirror . ﹟   pet names﹕  sender  uses  a  sweet  name  for  receiver  during  sex .

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ridiculous that even the ONE time we see him wearing comfy clothes... he's still wearing the fucking hat.

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there isn't much that's certain or guaranteed in the lifestyle they've chosen —— it mostly all comes down to how lucky you are. the skills you possess, how to hone those said skills and hope it's enough to help keep you alive. ( or at the very least, keep you out of prison. ) and if you were to ask A.J, sometimes ... sometimes, it's about having fun. the rush and the thrill —— but most importantly; the ability to live the comfortable and sometimes luxurious life that most aren't fortunate enough to have. how else could he possibly afford this apartment?

regardless, the only thing that can almost always be promised is having someone trailing your tail. whether it be a bitter former colleague or the government if you're really somebody worth it —— it didn't matter, someone always wanted what they think they're owed. and he can't help but still feel a strong sense of duty to her; the desire to continue wanting to ensure her safety. it's a promise he doesn't take lightly to anyone he offers it to, not even after other attachments had been severed.

his more than harmless jest came from a place of wanting to see her laugh ... and his grin only widened once it seemed to have worked well enough. ❛❛ wouldn't be too hard... i've caught you plenty of times, cariño. ❜❜ the tease and matching affection was easy to drip from his tongue as he moved to sit in the seat across from her, he leans back comfortably and studies her for a moment —— the apprehension was practically oozing from her pores. still, his goofy grin remained intact; as if silently trying to convey that everything'll be fine. ❛❛ so who'd you piss off this time? ❜❜ his brow gave a playful quirk in curiosity. ❛❛ and what do they want back? ❜❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜ @ivylaegue | I made it a starter because I can

They always said, crime doesn't pay. The only people who ever said that were chumps. Growing up, kids like Molly did what they had to to help their families...to survive, and everyone looked down on them for it. Said they'd never be good at anything, for anything. Joke's on them, though; the kids like Molly were real good at being bad, and the crime certainly paid well.

No matter what she could afford these days, how comfortable they could live, this life also came with a few caveats. Thieves would be thieves, of course, and the money would constantly be a draw for the worst kinds of people. Molly had run with some harsh folks before going solo, and it appeared now that those same folks wanted what she'd taken from them--because of course she'd never left empty-handed.

AJ's the only one she's ever been able to put any amount of trust in, and that wasn't much. Still, she'd had no other thought but to come to him when she'd needed help. Who knew if that was the wisest decision or not?

The only one who gets to kill you, is me.

Her eyes flick upward to meet his, and she huffs. A breath of a laugh at what was likely meant to be comforting...or at least get her out of her own head for five minutes. Molly leans forward, elbows on her knees. "That's assuming you could catch me, honey."

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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

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there was no need to ask how his day had gone —— the answer had been silently provided in the way he let the door shut behind him a little louder than necessary, in the way his muscles were tense when she greeted him with a welcoming hug; and now in the way his fervent lips were busy claiming hers with less than a handful of words exchanged. his intentions were clear and evident ... but he'd still gently grab her hand to guide it towards him in the chance that they weren't enough.

« angélique » someone's needy. | | | | | | @frxncaise.

her words rang through as he pressed her hand against his stirring arousal, hardening desire only further proving her point. he'd hum a gruff sound of agreement as he leans back in to capture another kiss —— taking blind steps towards the bedroom and pulling her along with him as lips deepened the connection. a tilt of his head to allow more access for his tongue to gain entry; putting faith into each step he took backwards.

❛❛ take off your clothes, querida. ❜❜ it's a soft but firm order once the contact was broken —— his hands were quick to begin work on his own outfit. he reached to carelessly toss his hat aside before arms were escaping from beneath suspenders and letting them fall to his side ... his fingertips soon began plucking at the buttons of his shirt. each movement was urgent, desperate to put his pent-up emotions elsewhere. his gaze flittered up to find her from beneath lashes for only a fleeting moment in between unbuttoning. almost challenging. ❛❛ be a good girl for me, huh? ❜❜

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« ellie » i need to come. please, i'll do anything. | | | | | | @secondhandmckie.

no one would dare say he isn't an observant man —— taking notes of every reaction he's earned; every jerk of her body, every arch of her back, every sound elicited beneath the scrutiny of his hands and tongue. it's knowledge he'll lock away for when he needs it most ... to use to his advantage when he wants to make her squirm. now here he was —— head positioned between her legs, and he's being cruel. his fingers that have been working diligently to open her up and his mouth that drove the effort forward were all quickly retreating once he felt the clench. once he tasted the finish line drawing closer and closer. again.

❛❛ you look so pretty like this... ❜❜ it's breathed against her skin as he so boldly ignores her protests. pretends he hadn't heard them at all. blues wander up to find her from beneath lashes —— her flushed cheeks, chest heaving; he meant it. though he himself didn't look nearly as well composed as he acted ... blond hair mussed after his hat had been carelessly knocked off as soon as bodies found solace atop the mattress, and a throbbing ache beneath a pair of boxers. the sole piece of fabric acting as their only barrier if he ever decided to finish up this current so-called game. luckily, his own patience was beginning to unravel.

❛❛ wish you could see yourself right now. ❜❜ he whispered as neck tilted to trail a wet line of kisses along her inner thigh. long digits gently grazed over folds with an expertly teased precision —— and once he's certain her looming orgasm has strayed far enough, he'll reintroduce them. two fingers pushing in as his head does yet another dip; warm breath fanning over where she was most sensitive as his lips part once again to speak. ❛❛ ask nicely... tell me why you deserve it. ❜❜

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« tiffany » come in me. i need you to fill me up. | | | | | | @godforbidrp.

a groan of appreciation scratches the back of his throat at her plea —— primal sounds always manage to escape him when she lovingly spoon feeds him the lewd things he wants to hear. his hands on her hips keep her pinned to the mattress while he hovers over her to keep her movements halted, and he's focused; focused on not letting such simple words send him over the edge. not just yet, anyway... he isn't ready.

❛❛ fuck, baby— ❜❜ it's practically a growl as he adjusts himself, standing on knees that sunk into the plush bedding below as he folds her over herself more —— fingers digging into soft skin as he fixes hands at the crooks of her knees. concentrated with eyes screwed shut, his tongue forms over his upper lip as he lets his head fall back for a moment. ❛❛ don't say that 'less you mean it... ❜❜

his gaze flutters back open after an agonizing few seconds and immediately falls back to where they're connected; watching where her cunt formed around his length. wet and sticky —— he gave a few experimental rolls into her and his words were practically gritted between teeth. ❛❛ not when 'm this fuckin' close. ❜❜

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if the look of horror etched across her features upon finally finding his gaze hadn't been a sweet enough reward on his end for the miscommunication —— then the flushing of cheeks and stammering of words that followed surely was. he almost felt bad. almost. another laugh rumbled in his chest, but he hums understandingly at her lack of a lighter. ❛❛ right... i figured most people just kept 'em on them in case of emergencies... like the kind that involve strangers in desperate need of a cigarette. ❜❜

his bent angle straightened out as she began explaining the book currently tucked in her hands —— and for reasons unbeknownst to her, he couldn't withhold the crooked grin and laugh that escaped. the irony certainly wouldn't be lost on him. his head nods slowly. ❛❛ sounds interesting. not very realistic though, don't ya'think? ❜❜ it's a tease as he crosses towards the opposite side of the bench.

❛❛ don't worry about it, you could've been a hell of'a lot ruder. ❜❜ he'll return the smile as his pack is shoved back into his pocket —— at least until he sees someone lighting up nearby. but until then... he gestures towards the empty spot beside her. ❛❛ mind if i sit? got some friends on their way. i promise not t'disturb your reading too much. ❜❜

When she spoke, it had been under the assumption it was her friend. After all, it's the same time they meet--every day, like clockwork. He comes from his job, meets her at the bench, and they leave for lunch. He's running behind today...so she'd settled in with her book, until she heard footsteps.

Her words were meant to be humorous--but the voice replying wasn't the one she'd been expecting. Ellie's head snapped to the side, her eyes wide as she looked up at the man (an actual stranger, funny enough), gawping lamely.

"I d-don't...smoke." She managed after a moment, her features flushing bright red. "I'm so sorry, I thought you were--" Did that matter? It didn't, right? What did somebody have to do for a hole to open up and swallow them these days? "It's..." Oh, god, this was embarrassing. "It's called The Heist. Um...it's...romance. A conman and an FBI agent fall in love and..." Ellie offers a sheepish sort of smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I thought you were a friend of mine."

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pianist fingers grazed above the keys, producing an almost melancholic song with practiced ease that melded into the walls of the nearly empty building. his features shone beneath the dim lighting now closing shop for the night —— attica's club ; the establishment does well for itself and makes for a convenient spot for the men to conspire, and nothing makes him more proud than to see his friend's surname on the sign that advertises it. but like a shot, his symphony paused at the feeling of being watched... of company joining him from behind, and he glanced over his shoulder to find them. ❛❛ common courtesy is t'say hello... maybe offer me a drink... shit like that, y'know. ❜❜

« faye » i'm here for business —— not pleasure. | | | | | | @honeyrage.

the quick retort made him laugh and he moved to grasp his cigarette patiently waiting for him in the ashtray sitting atop the grand instrument. bringing it towards his lips, he turned his neck to exhale the remainders away from the both of them. always the gentleman. though the idea of more business after his own meeting almost made him dismiss her entirely —— can't he have one night without prospects?

❛❛ that's a damn shame. ❜❜ it's answered simply with a small smile as he keeps his back facing them, hands returning to the black and white buttons and continuing his melody as if he hadn't missed a single beat. ❛❛ word of advice? you probably shouldn't sneak up on people who carry a gun. ❜❜ corners of lips plucked into a grin as his fingers gracefully moved. ❛❛ what d'you want, faye? ❜❜

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the strike of a match gave birth to a flame, born with an orange glow that momentarily colored his features as it was brought closer towards the cigarette hanging loosely. in only an instant it would ignite tobacco with an audible sizzle and his hand retreated —— shaking out the flammable and killing it just as quickly as he gave life to it. he offered the stick out to her, filter slightly dampened by his own lips, with a hum instead of a question.

« angélique » i don't smoke. | | | | | | @frxncaise.

her response earned a laugh deep within his chest and he nodded before taking his own drag. ❛❛ good, ❜❜ it's finally stated as he lifts his head back —— exposing throat as he exhales the remnants from his lungs into the air above them. blues watching for only a moment as smoke swirled around them like vultures before he continues his thought. ❛❛ apparently these things are terrible for your health. ❜❜

with a grin tugging crookedly on the corners of lips, his hand reaches out for his still untouched glass of whiskey and offers it to her instead. his brow quirks questioningly. ❛❛ what about a drink? d'ya drink? ❜❜