#((I finally finished this)) | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

junicult · 10 months

Note

i absolutely love your writing and all of your work !!!! this question has been on my mind for like ever but which of the bachelors do you are the most likely to whimper in bed ??? id love to hear your thoughts on this !!

!! how the bachelors sound in bed

contains ; nsfw. smut. suuupper sexual content. fem!farmer. men whimpering <3. oral (m!receiving). just a little degradation. praise. dirty talk. overstimulation. i was high while writing alex’s & shane’s so that’s why theirs is extra horny😇. will proofread later.

note ; my favorite topic ever

from most likely to least likely

sam.

- i mean this WHOLEHEARTEDLY when i say he’s a fucking whimperer.

- a moaner. a whiner, if you will.

- he’s the whole package.

- which is why he’s the first on this list🤷‍♀️

- when he’s in the moment, he gets so into it. he’s hardly focused on anything else now, all he can concentrate on is how good you feel and how he can’t get enough.

- he is so fucking loud. you don’t even compare, no matter how loud u can be.

- each drag of his cock drenched in your warm cunt has him pinching his eyebrows a little tighter, mouth falling more ajar, and his hips shuddering.

- and nearly every time he pulls back out he lets out a breathy, stuttering, “n-nghh,” right into your ear where he’s buried his face in the crook of your neck.

- he always whimpers when the smallest thing feels like ecstasy. like your soft palm just gently wrapping around his dick, or barely sticking his tip into your entrance.

- and every time he finds himself between your thighs, and hearing your moans and gasps has him letting out the same.

- he’s just always making some sort of sound. whether he’s plain moaning, or talking.

- bc i’ve said this before, but he just spews the first thing he thinks of. he has no filter.

- “nngh—s’good, sososo ggood…aah ngg.” shuddering as he cums, head thrown back and body shaking.

- “fuck…you feel so good, so good ‘wanna be here forever, s’fucking’wet nngh…”

- and he’s also the type to express his gratefulness just from fucking u.

“aah, thank you…nghh’thank youu,” even though you’ve been dating for years and fuck him basically any time he wants.

- you’re so thankful you live on a farm, or else you’d get constant noise complaints.

sebastian.

- he’s just like sam, except less talking.

- just constant pants and whimpers that he tries to muffle, but to no avail.

- like, he’ll cover his hand over his mouth, face boiling and beet red, fucking whining while you suck him off.

- he tends to cover his mouth a lot, which only makes it so much better when it doesn’t help anything. he’s still sobbing as his length aches inside of you.

- i know he’s so sensitive, even the slightest touch has him shuddering.

- and for a man who isn’t super sexually driven, he becomes a SLUT during sex.

- his eyebrows pinch, and he always tries to hide his face somehow when he comes, but he can’t hide his whines.

- “ahh—hhn, s-sh-shitt…” he’s a fucking mess.

- when he’s in the moment, his mind doesn’t really trail to dirty talk. the most he’ll do is say your name and a couple curse words here and there.

- he’s not as loud when he whimpers—mainly bc he tries to cover it up somehow—but that doesn’t mean he can’t get loud.

- i promise you, he fs can.

- which is why you can never fuck at his house.

- he also squirms a lot. like if you’re sucking him off, he’s staying put for the most part, but his thighs and legs are shaking.

- and he grips the cushions so tight, head throwing back before he cums and his body loosens,

- but he’s still so sensitive, so he’s panting and moaning like crazy.

- they’re soft, but fuck he sounds so beautiful.

elliott.

- he’s not so much a whimperer as he is a moaner.

- but he’s still third for a reason. so listen.

- he would be a whimperer if he tried to quiet himself, but he does not😭😭

- he is proud to show you that ur making him feel good!! no shame at all!!!

- he kinda starts off with a few airy sighs, and pants. a couple super gentle moans.

- he’ll even do so when ur only making out. like rly passionately making out.

- when you’re on his lap, dry humping through both of your layers of pants.

- he’s not thinking anything other then, “she kisses me so well, i don’t want to stop,”

- which is why he can moan so easily.

- he wants to show you in every way that he doesn’t wanna be with anyone else—that you’re the reason he’s so loud.

- although it is subconscious. he’s not pretending or anything.

- he’s always touching at least some part of you. one minute they’ll be on your back, the next on your ass, and another in your hair.

- he definitely doesn’t sit still either. he’s a squirmer lol.

- he also just gets louder as time progresses.

- and by the time he’s already inside you, it’s like a reward. fr.

- “feels so good, you always feel s’so’good,” he slurrs, head hanging while his hands grip your hips.

- he talks a lottt during sex.

- it’s mostly just cus the minute he gets in the mood, he just shuts down.

- running on autopilot, letting the first words that pop in his mind spew out of his mouth.

- he doesn’t even have to cum before he’s whining and moaning.

- but he’s all about making sure you feel good.

- because it’s only a small portion of sex when he’s not shutting up. usually, he’s making sure you’re the one who’s being loud (all the while still being loud)

harvey.

- my man my man my man

- is a whimperer.

- he’s similar to sam, but a little less pathetic (affectionately 😇)

- he’s similar in the way that, when he’s pussydrunk he just won’t shut up. like he’s drooling.

- but unfortunately, this man gets in his head too much.

- he would be just like sam if he wasn’t so anxious all the time.

- it takes a lot of build up before he can really forget about what he’s doing.

- for the most part, i feel like he’s the loudest whenever you give him head.

- which honestly isn’t often. like, it’s definitely not every time you have sex, only sometimes.

- and the reason he’s the loudest is because he’s not doing much movement on his own. he doesn’t have anything to think about other then what you’re doing,

- like, during sex he can get trapped in his mind a bit while he wonders how you’re feeling.

- when you give him head, he’s the only one receiving physical pleasure, therefore he’s not doing anything that causes him to overthink.

- but i just know when you get on ur knees in front of him, & carefully pull on his belt, he easily shuts up.

- especially if you’ve been expressing how badly u wanted to do it. he always says, “you don’t have to” like you’re not the one literally on your knees pleading cus u want to that bad.

- he bites on his lip or covers his mouth at first, still overthinking about everything he does just for a moment.

- his eyebrows pinch, and he finally sinks into the cushions after a short bit.

- mostly just quiet pants that leave his lips, until you finally get into it.

- “a-ah, shit,” he breathes, relaxing and leaning his head back. he’ll always moan ur name whenever you do something particular good.

- nails digging into the cushions at first, before he brings them to your hair.

- “ah aah—ngh, hold on…” he sighs, shaking his head to counteract the word vomit cus he definitely doesn’t want you to stop.

- his throat bobs when he swallows, becoming more and more fidgety the closer he is to cumming.

- and when he finally does, he relaxes like he’s about to pass out, loud and shaky whines as he release into your mouth.

- his eyes water in overstimulation, yet he still whimpers when you pull away.

alex.

- i’m so excited to talk about how he sounds.

- now this may hurt, so take a deep breath,

- but i wanna say he used to be one of those guys that thought it was weird to make noise during sex, so he just…wouldn’t.

- it’s not that he couldn’t, just that he would purposely hide them.

- definitely thought for a bit that it made him less masculine (i’ll never understand that.)

- so when you were fucking, he wasn’t dead silent by any means. it was mostly just quick dirty talk and a couple groans.

- could be better but at least he didn’t make you feel unbelievably embarrassed u know?😭

- it isn’t necessarily easy to just tell him, “hey, you should make more noise while we’re having sex. it’s weird that you don’t,” right off the bat,

- so you kinda had to learn to tempt it out of him.

- which involved a lot of learning what especially turns him on, and gets him going.

- it’s the one thing he does sexually that you want to change. he always leaves you satisfied, trust.

- and surprisingly, it’s not hard to get him to make more noise. he can easily be higher up on this list if he allowed himself to.

- i’ve said this many times, but he has the longest stamina ever. thankfully, he loves overstimulating u.

- & he definitely loves being overstimulated 😊

- theres only one way to do it, tho;

- and that’s riding him.

- everytime he fucks you in a way that gives him full range of motion, or mobility (like he’s in control ig), he always knows his own pleasure to stop before he overstimulates himself.

- he never gave himself the chance, so really, he didn’t even know he loved it.

- it wasn’t until you asked to go on top for once (as another one of your plans) and he obliged, was when he figured it out. u both did.

- he still held onto your hips, using some strength to help lift you. & trust me, he loved the view, so that was already helping.

- your stamina doesn’t hold up as much as his, so believe me ur a trooper!!!!

- you nearly sigh of happiness when you watch his eyebrows furrow, jaw clenching before he mumbles a little, “shiit, just like that,”

- feeling his hands press onto your hips to get you to slow down while he finishes, only to realize ur not stopping.

- “o-ohh ffuc—“ he moans, squeezing his eyes shut at ur still unrelenting speed.

- it’s then when he starts to shudder, whining your name & profanities while he lifts your hips the best he can.

- so you—overstimulated yourself—drop on his torso, trying to catch ur breath & admiring the image before you.

- his arm flies over his forehead, just above his eyes as he pants.

- it’s satisfying to watch him take his time. usually it’s the other way around.

- i don’t think he’d have time to be embarrassed. you made him feel so good, starstruck even that he’s just pulling you down to makeout with you, repeating mutters of disbelief and praise over your lips.

- that might also be when he realized he never wanted to sleep with anyone else in his life. he’s never been able to cum like that (and he’ll let you know <33)

shane.

- the last on this list for a reason.

- he doesn’t whimper. he just doesn’t i fear 😞

- it just isn’t his first reaction when he receives something that feels particularly good. it’s nothing against you, that’s just who he is.

- but!

- this does not mean he’s silent by any means.

- cus he’s not. ugh, he probably won’t even shut up sometimes.

- he’s the kinda guy who talks to you while ur fucking. not like, “hey, how was your day?” while he’s inside of you—

- it’s more like, “s’that feel good? mm, i know baby.” and “someone’s extra needy today, hm? can hardly go without me for a few hours, can you?”

- he’s a big fan of lowkey degrading you while praising you at the same time.

- like, sorta making fun of you for being horny as if he isn’t all the damn time.

- or when you’re louder then usual, he can’t help but throw in a little, “c’mon baby, look at you, you’re such a mess.” or “s’it feel that good? you just love putting on a show, huh?”

- he likes being a little asshole when he knows he’s making you feel good.

- plus he’s an asshole in general. (said with love)

- when he cums he shudders a bit, and that’s when a quick, quiet moan will slip out. it’s like a shaky sigh, low like a groan but trust me—he’s moaning.

- it’s so hot. he’s so hot when he finishes lmfao.

- and if u ever try to tease him about it he’ll just counter it by mocking ur own💀

- “acting like you weren’t begging me to let you cum,” he snorts.

- so, for shane to whimper…hm. it may be a harder task, but surely not impossible.

- ur best bet is for it to happen while you’re giving him head.

- technically you have full control, and you know him like the back of your hand.

- when your end goal is to get him to whine or whimper, you’re always a little bit better at sucking him off—so he can sometimes tell.

- he always gets a bit of a shocked look on his face—eyebrows raise and jaw slightly ajar as he looks down at you.

- but in absolutely no way is he making you stop. he’ll just have to be stubborn & try his best to not give u what u want LMFAO

- which doesn’t end up working😇

- you end up making him feel so good that he entirely forgets his plan. every time.

- at first he’s panting and stifling quiet groans.

- then he’s sinking into the cushions, head back and hand lightly pressing against the back of your head; moaning.

- & finally, when he’s close to cumming he won’t even have the chance to let you know before he’s clenching his jaw, doing his absolute best to hold his grunts before he’s reached his peak and he’s releasing with a whiny sigh.

- it’s only when you don’t stop, overstimulating him quickly when his will crumbles, and he’s whimpering and shuddering.

- “a-aah, o-kaay ok-ay—” he moans as he gently pushes you away.

- it takes him an extra minute to catch his breath, but he already realizes what he’s done which is why he is not looking at u😭

- ur just smirking proudly, not even bothering to mention it because you know he’s already basking in the embarrassment.

- but as much as you try to use it as an excuse to tease him, he’ll always have plenty more to fire back at u💀💀

1K notes · View notes

mskenway97 · 4 months

Text

I've been wanting to write this for a long time and with the skills this character has, I've been itching to write this.

ROTB Mirage x Fem!human!reader

Cap 2

Curious cat

Words: 1.506

Summary: You started noticing something strange in your neighborhood, while you were watching something weird. You decided to investigate it to find some surprise.

Warning: g/t content, g/t fearplay

You've been saving money for a long time, working hard… Living in New York was expensive, but it was your dream since you were a little girl, the city of opportunity. For now you had started in a waitressing job, the hours were horrible, the bosses didn't treat you the way you wanted but it was the best you could do until one of the interviews gave you the job you wanted. You came home late, the nights were pretty quiet and you had to be alert for anything. You were always taught to be cautious, to say that living alone had a risk but you thought it was better to take a chance, you never knew what you might find along the way. You had heard all the time of urban legends: monsters, shadows that took you away. "Nonsense" you thought every time they mentioned it, you may be from the village but it doesn't mean that because you are from the village you believe in those unfounded legends. Although today while you were working, you had heard a couple of customers talking about a ghost car, you laughed when you heard it and tried to dissimulate. "People should focus on real problems not urban legends" you thought as you packed up to go home. The way though you kept thinking about what the customers talked about. A ghost car… You couldn't get that legend out of your mind even as you went to sleep, I'm sure you'd get over that thought tomorrow. But it didn't happen that way, every time you heard more and more about that car, something that made you more and more curious, you had a big defect, when in your mind there was an idea that didn't disappear until you found out what was going on.

Until one day you decided to investigate all the rumors that were going around: you had gathered that it appeared only at night (as in all legends or horror stories), it was always found in abandoned parking lots, it was a gray car with blue racing stripes… "I lack more information there is something that does not fit me in all this …. And the people who have found it? Or something else?" you thought while looking at the notebook of notes about what could be that mysterious vehicle. The following days were spent asking the supposed "people" who had seen that car… All the words they said were not credible: that it disappeared in front of their noses, suddenly they saw three cars instead of one… others said they saw a giant figure… This last one already seemed ridiculous to you from everything you had heard, what was going to be next, an alien? Absurd. Although if I found a good story I could give you some more credibility and help anything or maybe you were fixated on an idea that was impossible… Here's to making your life a little more dynamic. The bad thing is that you would never know where that car was, it did not keep a fixed position, so in order to find it you decided to ask someone who would surely know about the car. Reek was a man who knew more about robberies than anything else, but if there was any information about that car he would surely know something about it. So you met up with him in a neighborhood in Brooklyn while he came in smiling:

The man was always walking around with a licorice in his mouth, he was more cooperative after I told him you would give him some dough.

-Girl, are you sure about what you're going to do? Some of my colleagues were looking for that "ghost car" - said Reek while showing a picture of the car.

You took a better look at the picture and it matched the descriptions that everyone you had asked matched. You were more interested in the make of the car? You had wanted a car like this since you were a child, in fact you were saving up to buy one for yourself.

-Just give me a location, Reek, and I'll give you the dough. I'm sure it's nothing. Plus you know how to avoid the cameras, right? - you said as you were pulling out some bills Reek rubbed his hands together.Well if you give me a little extra I'll even deactivate them…

-Just this or I'll tell everyone you're stealing cable TV… Reek was a little offended to hear it and rectified what he said to you. He gave you everything you needed. This time it was in a parking lot not far from the residential area, but the neighborhood was not very well known… That's why it was guarded. The idea was that Reek would create a blackout while you went inside. It seemed like a perfect idea and the sooner you figured out what that car was, the calmer it would put your mind at ease. Finally the night you were waiting for came, Reek had left you a place where you could turn off the power, it didn't seem too difficult, you just had to lower some switches but when you arrived you saw that they were already down.

But instead of running away you decided to enter, seeing that the doors were open, the parking lot was in a closed place that did not even have a guard, only people took advantage of it to leave their vehicles "for free". You approached carefully, you hid among the cars to see a group of thieves approaching the car. Everything seemed normal until you saw that it had disappeared in front of them, not only that the lights had gone out around it, to show the same car several times and repeated all this all the time until the thieves ran away. If you didn't see it you wouldn't believe it, it was really happening as all those people were saying. You stayed in your position while you stood up and heard a voice in your ear:

-You thought I didn't see you? You jumped back to see that the car you were leaning against was the grey car you were all looking for, you quickly ran to another part of the parking lot that seemed to be more isolated while breathing heavily.-You're making it too easy for me, girl…. You jumped again to see the same car next to you, your face went blank as you saw that gray car. You were trying to react, you ran away from it.

-Come on, I'm not that scary… Come here little girl - said the giant gray being. You were thinking it was a dumbbell as you were hiding under a car. Suddenly you heard silence all around you, except for the watch you were wearing.

Tick,Tick No matter how hard you ran… You felt its presence all the time, playing with your mind… You had only one word in your mind: run away…

But running away to where your mind was racing, your heart felt like it was going to burst then you heard some big footsteps around you.

-Come out wherever you are, girl? No matter where you hide… I'm going to find you - said that giant robot while you saw him walking away from you to another floor of the parking lot. You didn't think about it and picked up your cell phone to see that the car where you were hiding was lifted as if nothing by that gray robot, you tried to run again to stumble and find three of them. You were completely surrounded, while one of them picked you up and made the rest of them disappear, you tried to move but he was holding you in his servo as if nothing. You were completely terrified trembling… completely at their mercy. The giant gray robot pinched you on the cheek.

I have to say, of all the humans I've seen… I found you the most curious. At least you didn't faint or run away. You've got some guts. You were trying to get away from his touch but he had too much strength to dodge it, you're literally like a doll in his hands.

-Let me go! Possessed car! - you said as the robot laughed at the sound.

-Possessed car? Come on, my name is Mirage… I don't want to let you go yet," he said as he transformed into a car while leaving you on the seat.

-Let go of me! Let go of me! - you said as you kicked everything you could.

I'm sorry, curious kitty… I can't see if Optimus will let me stay with you. I'll take good care of you," said the car as it pulled away to a location.

You tried to kick more but it was impossible, your curiosity had led you to a moment you never expected. To the mercy of a giant being that saw you as its kitten. Curiosity caught the cat.

127 notes · View notes