#Bridal Shower Favors

[merrybrides]

DIY: Sparkling Rose Gummy Bears

There is something so playful and nostalgic about gummy bears, one of the most classic candies out there. They're obviously a hit with kids, but why do they get to have all the fun? With ingredients like sparkling rosé and gelatin, you can make "grown-up" gummy bears in the comfort of your own kitchen. It even doubles as a sweet gift for Valentine's Day, anniversaries, or birthdays. This particular recipe yields 50 gummy bears, but you can easily multiply the ingredients to make enough for several people. (Well, if you don't eat them all first!)

DIY: Sparkling Rose Gummy Bears

Things You'll Need

1/2 cup sparkling rosé

1/4 cup white sugar

1 1/2 tablespoons gelatin

Pink or red food coloring or 1/2 teaspoon rose grenadine syrup

2 gummy bear molds (yields 50 gummy bears)

Dropper

Tip

You can purchase silicone gummy bear molds on Amazon. If possible, buy a set that comes with a plastic dropper. Consider purchasing several molds if you need to make a large batch of gummy bears.

Tip

Before starting, measure the gelatin and sugar, and set aside. You'll need to continuously stir the mixture, but taking a moment to pre-measure will save time and eliminate the need for pausing.

Meanwhile, store the molds in the freezer until you're ready to fill them up.

Step 1

Pour the rosé in a small saucepan and warm over low heat. Do not let it boil.

Add the sugar and gelatin. Gently whisk until both ingredients dissolve.

Step 2

Continue whisking for 3 minutes. Avoid vigorous stirring, as this can make the liquid frothy and bubbly. Gentle whisking is essential for clear, translucent gummy bears.

Step 3

Depending on your desired shade, add 1/2 teaspoon rose grenadine syrup, 1 drop red food coloring, or 1 to 3 drops pink food coloring. Mix well.

Step 4

Using the dropper, carefully pipe the warm rosé mixture into the chilled gummy bear molds.

Step 5

Continue until the entire mold is filled. If the liquid begins to set, place the saucepan over very low heat.

Step 6

Place the molds in the refrigerator for at least 2 hours. Serve chilled, and store any leftover gummy bears in the refrigerator.

Tip

By the time you fill up the molds, the gelatin will create a sticky film in your saucepan. To clean it up, add a splash of boiling water and carefully wipe down with a paper towel. Repeat as necessary, and consider wearing rubber gloves to protect your fingers from the hot water.

To clean the dropper, prepare 1/4 cup of boiling water. Use the dropper to suck up some of the water, then release into the same cup. Repeat until the dropper completely clears up. Let the water cool, then strain or scoop out any gelatin pieces before tossing.

For an extra dose of sparkle, toss the gummy bears in white sugar just before eating.

GIFT IDEA

To gift your homemade gummy bears, place them in a small mason jar or cellophane bag. Tie it off with a strand of printed ribbon, colorful twine, or yarn. Add a label reminding the lucky recipient to store leftover gummy bears in the refrigerator.

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[wriothesleybear]

Gallagher with a cute little housewife!reader

~warnings: fluff, some spiciness, fem!reader, MDNI!

Gallagher would love to have a cute little housewife to come home to. Someone who cares for him, makes him dinner, and loves him. He loves when you wear your cute little apron that suits your figure nicely. (He wonders what it would look like if you wore nothing except for the apron.)

He usually can't help himself and takes you from behind on the counter while you're finishing up the cooking. He tries to be quick because he wouldn't want your delicious dinner to get cold. After dinner, he returns the favor and gives his thanks by doing the dishes.

He loves when you greet him at the door when he walks in, asking him how his day was as you kiss him on the cheek, telling him how much you missed him. He could just take you right there in the front entryway entrance. He can't help it. You're just so cute and such a loving, dotting wife. On the daily, he thinks about how lucky he is to have you as his wife.

He has you taste test the drinks he makes at home when he's coming up with new ideas. He loves how your eyes brighten as you watch him make drinks. The excitement and admiration is written on your face. Praises about how talented he is leave your beautiful lips. He gets a little bashful if you praise him too much. His cheeks slightly red as he looks away from your gaze, rubbing the back of his neck. He's also a little bashful because your praise involuntarily makes blood rush to his cock. He never got much praise in his life so he didn't know that he would love it so much when you did it. He finally loses control when you call him 'my husband'. The drinks are soon forgotten as he carries you to your shared bedroom where he can show his undying love for you as your husband.

He's not a morning person so he struggles with getting up for work, but having you gently waking him up with kisses smothering his face helps a little (but not much because now he'd rather stay in bed where he can hold you and share slow, passionate kisses). If you really want to get him out of bed, promise him shower sex. He'll immediately get up, picking you up bridal style and carry you over to the shower. (In no way is it a quick shower.) While he gets dressed, you make him some breakfast and pack a little lunch for him.

You see him off at the front entrance, kissing him goodbye. Instead of a quick kiss goodbye, he cups your cheek and wraps a strong arm around your waist, pulling you close as he deepens the kiss. It's such a passionate, love filled kiss that you're left breathless once he pulls away. It's romantic but it leaves you with wanting more and debating whether to ask him to stay a little longer instead of going into work. You hold your tongue though, not wanting him to get in trouble because you know he'll say yes if you ask. He can't say no to you.

He can see the desire in your eyes even if you don't say anything. He feels the same way, but he disciplines himself and ends up going to work. He doesn't leave without promising to show you how much he missed you once he comes home. It's something to hold you both over for now.

He sometimes runs into you while he's out and about working. Seeing you helps his mood when he's getting annoyed from the newbie hounds. When he sees you, he takes his attention away from the young hound dogs he's training and puts it all on you. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging for you. He does get annoyed if his conversation with you gets interrupted by either a guest breaking rules or the young hounds messing around.

This man would be a simp for his wife. Enough said.

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[atyourmerci]

† Corruption †

Read pt.1 here

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Summary: After that fateful night when Abby stumbled into your room and began her demise, she follows you into the showers to reconcile her sins

Warnings: smut, MDNI, switch!abby!?!?, switch!reader, heavy religion play indisone, fnv, cunnilingus, dirty talk yurrrr, no use of y/n

A/N: sorry this took 4ever I just really wanted to get this right and I still don’t love it but I must feed my babies. I mightttttt make a pt.3 that’s up to yall but either way I’m going to work on some other stuff so please send in recs!! (Also I know hotels don’t have communal showers just shut up and enjoy the porn:))) 

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Your vision went blurry, plunging you into a coma that kept your breathing synchronized until you couldn’t remember anymore. Maybe all the heavy breathing took you out, maybe God was retaliating at your corruption of his loyal follower. Either way- it was a good way to go out.

When you woke up, severely late at that, there was no sight of Abby, she was gone like the wind. In any normal case, that was what you preferred. The useless banter, awkward cuddling and sentiments were far beyond you. But this felt different- she- was different. Not in a way that you couldn’t have her, an unforbidden love tragedy, but in a way that she altered every being in you. She fucked everything you knew.

Days went by with no interaction; you both avoided each other like the plague. She probably condemned herself the moment she left; fuck she was already in suit of redemption mid orgasm. You avoided her because you knew you couldn’t stop yourself. This wasn’t her way of life- it was yours. Sure, she initiated it, but you reveled in it, got off on it, desired more.

Your thoughts were selfish, self-indulgent, downright merciless. While your days were spent avoiding your unrequited love, your nights had grown breathless as your hand was shoved deep into your panties trying to get yourself off to thoughts of Abby, to no avail. It felt like your karma for fucking God’s favorite devotee. You wished she would hear your aimless attempt, swoop in and return your favor. But she never did, of course she didn’t, she feared her own fucking reflection.

After a week of thoughtless days and sleepless nights you decided to shove the night as far back as possible, stop ruminating on the idea of her. That’s all that night was, a desperate idea of what she could be without moral. That wasn’t the Abby anyone knew, and neither did she.

Friday was terrible, there was an attack at the camp and a few soldiers were pretty bad off. Since you were the only medic, you were tasked with treating multiple injuries at once, scaling them at the urgency of attention. In a sick way, you hoped Abby was hurt. You wished you could have tended to her, even in that light, any way you could get your hands on her.

The only sight of Abby was her bringing in wounded soldiers’ bridal style into your med tent. When she first arrived, it was the first words either of you had spoken in a week, only for her to bark at you about the incident and return with additional members. After she had carried all of them in, she stood and watched you tend to them for a second before you aggressively whipped back to her with a, “I got it, stop breathing down my neck.”

You weren’t trying to be harsh with her, but the last thing you needed was her presence in the wake of this monstrosity. She had already clouded your every thought, and this was not the time to finally have her at the tips of your fingers again.

After hours of stitching, compacting, and amputating wounds you were spent. Blood trailed up and down your body, caked in sweat and dirt. You were barely mobile at this point, but the thought of going to bed decorated with the blood of your friends was unnerving.

You set off to the communal showers in the middle of the rundown hotel, it was so late at this point that you were guaranteed a peaceful shower uninterrupted by any needy suitors. You removed your blood adorned clothes, dropping them to the cold white tiled floor and started the rusty shower head.

The hot water drowns your skin as blood and dirt trail down your body into the drain, you let it soak in your tired flesh as you let the day out of you. You let your fingers run through your tangled hair when you hear a creak of the door open, causing a heavy sigh to linger out of your breath.

The last thing you wanted to do was having to entertain the presence of someone else so you decided to ignore the rustling, continuing to wash through your dirty locks.

Your peace was faltered as you left a breath coming from behind your neck, heavy in almost a pant. You feel strong hands whip you around to face your attacker, and shoved into the cold back tile of the wall sending you into a gasp. Abby stood before you, already stripped of her clothing, the water fell in between your bodies and into your open mouths.

Her hands still gripped at your waist, “touch me and don’t make a fucking sound,” she aggressively whispers low enough so no one could hear, as if it wasn’t the middle of the night, or that the water wouldn’t muffle out any noise, maybe she was that scared of being caught.

“Abby if you think this-“you begin to protest when she cuts you off by pulling you in by your waist to kiss you like a woman starved. It had only been a few days, but she gripped onto you like it had been years, years since she let herself go out of morality. You wanted to stop yourself, tell her you wouldn’t live this lie for her, but your body had a different agenda, it ached for her touch, anything she would give you.

She pulls away from you to simple mutter out a “please,” and you were convinced. It was like a parasite had wormed its way into you, you had gotten just as starved as she was. Without a beat you sunk to your knees as the water flooded your vision, the only sight was her sticky floods pooling between her muscley thighs. You attacked her pussy with your lips spewing a guttural moan out of her lips, she gripped onto your soaked hair for leverage. Her grip on your hair was almost painful but you couldn’t stop lapping her slick into your needy tongue to stop her.

Abby was already shaking from the overstimulation, you couldn’t pace yourself, you needed her to cum for your own validation, to know how much she needed you. Even if she never touched you, you were still fulfilled by the act. “F- fingers pl-ease” she says muffled by the water drenching you. You turn up to watch her plead tongue still deep into her slit, mascara running down your face as the water pelleted your eyes.

“D-ont look at me like th- this,” her mouth agape, she looked like she was crying, maybe she was, maybe it was the hot steam. You run a fat strip from her leaky hole up to her clit never leaving her gaze, she couldn’t look away and neither would you. “What are you going to do if I don’t Anderson?” You say with a cocky smirk and drive your tongue deep into her cunt again making her shake.

With an angered grunt you feel your hair being pulled up so that you’re back to your feet, you let out a wince from the pain before she throws you back onto the tiles, this time you had been too worked up to feel the chill of them on your skin. She places her left hand onto the titles next to your head, the veins in her arms bulging from using them to pull all of your body weight by your hair.

Her chest is flesh with yours that you can feel your bodies breath’s heave back and forth, eyes drilling into each other. “Fingers.” She demands. You didn’t realize you were so in shock by her aggression your hands were pinned at your sides, you moved them down her chest slowly, feeling every chiseled-out crevasse on her. Her breath only becomes more rapid as you draw your fingers closer to her aching cunt.

She whimpers out a “fuck,” as your fingers reattach to her clit, rubbing slow enough to relieve the pain but not enough to get her off. You watch as her head finally drops, and her arm shakes next to your head. Her cross was laid messily on her chest, flipped backwards, you hold back laughter as you think to yourself how God couldn’t watch this right now.

“You like getting fucked by a girl huh Anderson?” You dip your head closer so that you’re in her ear now, “you touch your little pussy every night since I made you cum, yeah?” You taunt and tease her as she whimpers into your ear. “St-op it,” she begs with her head nuzzled into the crook of your neck in a way to almost hide herself.

“Its okay baby, tell me how much you like getting fucked like a godless whore,” you start to circle her clit harder and faster so you can watch how much she likes it. All she can spit out in return is a desperate “fuckkkk,” and you know you’ve broken her. “D- don’t let me cum- I- I don’t deserve it,” she moves her head so you can see her now and begins panting on your lips.

“oh no Im going to enjoy watching you break again,” you say back with a wide grin, reveling in her desperation. You’re ready to dip your fingers into her dripping folds when you feel her free hand travel up your thigh. Her hand finally meets your cunt and she grips it harshly causing you to buck your hips into it.

“A- abby what are you d-doing?” Every emotion hitting you like a ton of bricks. Why was she touching you? This wasn’t her thing, not her job, that was your job. Would you be able to stop her? Control yourself? Let her have you? Why did she feel so fucking good when she was barely touching you?

She continues pulsing her palm into your aching cunt, “just let me try,” she breathes out against your soaked lips. Your fingers begin faltering at her clit, you try continuing your pace but it slows as her palm rubs against you.

She follows your lead by tracing her thick fingers through your slick folds, you bite down on your bottom lip to hold back from exposing yourself. When she begins circling your clit you can’t help but to whimper a choked out, “fuck just like that,” she was doing so well already.

She seemed pleased by her work, letting out a moan that followed your own. She was getting off on your pleasure instead of her own at this point.

You are barely able to keep your pace on her clit anymore, so engulfed by the feeling of her rough fingers on your swollen clit. She removes her fingers from your clit to move your hand off of her own clit, moving it so your palm lay against her chest.

She returns her fingers back so that only you are being pleased by her. You couldn’t believe that this was the first time she had done it, she felt like she was made to touch you, circling your bud like it would bring her to salvation.

Words were barely at the forefront of your mind at this point but you needed to ask her, “di- did you do all of- fuckkkk- ju- just to fuck me?”

She pierces her bright blue eyes into yours to make herself clear, “I worship you,” she says as she dips her long, thick ring and middle fingers deep into your cunt, immediately inching your g spot. The palm of her hand grazing your clit to give just enough friction.

All you can muster up to respond with is a guttural scream that rips through you, causing to use the hand that was placed on the wall to cover your mouth quickly. “Shhhh pretty girl I know I know,” she coos.

You bring her fingers into your mouth for leverage, anything to keep you from losing all control. Her pace quickens as she feels your walls clenching around her dripping fingers. How the fuck does she know you’re close.

As you begin nearing your climax, your mind runs free from all morality, she begin corrupting you just the same, driving out what you knew and replacing it with only her.

You didn’t even know you were doing it, not until she moved her fingers out of your mouth to understand you, “abbyabbyabbyabbyabby” with your eyes rolled, head slack on the tiles you begin worshiping her, praising her ever being like a mantra.

What brought you back to consciousness was the heavy breath and the ringing of your own name in a mantra beside your ear. You had never repented before, but she had begun her reconciliation along with you. If this were to be your religion, you’d give into her over and over again. At your knees to serve her, punished at your wrong doings and give penance for your sins.

“Serve me with your completion, give your god what she deserves,” she demands. You couldn’t disobey your savior, she showed your needy body mercy, and you must obey her.

It all hits you like a wave, all you can see is white as your body trembles under her. You can’t recall screaming but she moves her hand over your mouth. Your entire body shakes as she rides you over your high, kissing your forehead as you bite into her fingers, never letting up on her pace until she knows you can’t take it anymore.

As all of your limbs give out she slowly moves her fingers out of your abused pussy, picking you up before you fall straight into the hard tiles. She gently places you onto the tiles in front of her, holding you by your waist as the water floods from above you.

You try to mumble out something but she stops you with a quick “shhh I’m going to take care of you,” as she begins to wash out your hair gently. You lean your head into the crook of her neck and she lays peppered kisses from your shoulder to your neck.

“Please don’t run off again…” you muster up as she threads her fingers through your hair, “you’re all I know.”

“You’re all I have.”

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[icycoldninja]

Dating Gojo headcannons

A/N: I was watching jjk at 2 am as I tend to do and was hit with inspiration. Naturally, I wrote it down.

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-First of all, do not let your delulu nature consume you. Gojo is not going to be the perfect boyfriend.

-He's hardly ever at home thanks to those goddamn curses, and when he is, he's busy showering, taking his daily 3 hour nap, or just trying to relax. You might not even see him, since it'll be so late.

-Sometimes he'll bully you by stealing your stuff and never returning it, eating all your food, and literally kicking you out of your own bed at night.

-He'll let you come with him on missions because he knows he's the strongest and can protect you from any danger, though he does want you to have a little training first, just in case.

-Will bring you back souvenirs, but never snacks. Why? Cause he ends up eating them all while travelling home.

-Bothers you day and night over the stupidest things ever. For example, he will send you a text message at 3 AM alongside picture of two frogs just chilling together with the caption "This is us", then 15 minutes later, call you so you can hear him pee in this one public bathroom he found that has "great acoustics".

-You guys are prank buddies for sure. Megumi will have an aneurysm followed by a nervous breakdown one of these days.

-He will love you forever if you can make him mochi (or desserts in general) whenever he wants some.

-Will use Infinity against you in an argument by monopolizing cuddles. 5 minutes of shouting at him equals 5 hours without a single hug. It sounds easy to handle, but after you get used to being bombarded with his annoying attempts to get your attention and all of sudden it's ripped away, you're left in shock.

-Still, there are some upsides to dating him. Having a human Barbie doll to dress up is one of them.

-He'll wear whatever you want him to, whenever you want him to, experiencing no shame whatsoever. Want to go to a party in matching dresses? Done and done. Do you desire to see him in your lingerie? He can do that too.

-Sometimes makes you carry him around bridal style because...well...no one really knows why. He just seems to like it.

-If you listen carefully at the door while he's showering, you might hear one of two things: singing or sobbing.

-He loves to dance with you, and if you are the type who doesn't know how to dance or doesn't want to dance in front of others, good luck.

-Talks to you nonstop because he's an uncontrollable chatterbox, even worse than he is in public. He'll talk with you, at you, about you, and around you--there's no way to get him to shut up, don't even try.

-Sometimes these chats get dark, really dark, especially if he's been rambling for a while.

-All in all, Gojo can be a lot of fun at times, and at others, a huge pain in the ass, whereas on rare occasions he will be a sad little marshmallow that you need to pamper and cuddle. Just make sure you take good care of him, and he will repay the favor tenfold.

[merrybrides]

Wedding Cake / Bridal Shower Petit Fours

These mini cakes are cute for bridal shower treats or actual wedding favors.

[imagining-in-the-margins]

CM Office Party Challenge 🎉

The following are prompts including an Office Party! Reader, Original Character, Character/Character ships, Gen/Platonic fics are allowed!

This event is over (Masterlist of Fics here), but you are welcome to use any of these prompts. If you would like to be added to the existing Masterlist of entries, please check out the Rules below!

🎊 Prompts 🎊

It’s a BAU kid’s birthday!

The BAU throws a ridiculously large/lavish bridal/baby shower.

It’s rare that the BAU gets to celebrate the return of an old team member.

The team hardly believes it when Character A agrees to dance with B.

After sharing sad prom stories (or lack thereof), Penelope throws a BAU prom.

It’s characters first Missed Holiday Meal (MHM). It’s also the first time a holiday meal actually felt like home.

The team discusses holiday traditions. Characters decide to try a few out.

The FBI is throwing a family picnic. The playful competitions get a little… heated.

It’s the anniversary of the BAU. The team throws a party to celebrate the greats.

Penelope planned a Murder Mystery party… with a bunch of criminal profilers. Great. (Bonus if a non-profiler wins)

The BAU has been dealing with a lot of stress. Penelope plans a day at a pottery shop so everyone can make something. It causes even more stress.

The team pairs up to play the newlywed game. Someone starts to notice that, despite not being partners, A knows the answers to every question about B…

Rossi is finally (actually) retiring. The party brings together friends that haven’t seen each other in years.

An anniversary/award brings back old team members. There used to be a time when they couldn’t fathom a week away from one another, but they haven’t spoken in years.

More Prompts Below + Create your own! 🎉

Each team member has to find an obscure holiday to celebrate (pi day, random acts of kindness day, unicorn day, etc.). Character goes above and beyond.

Character has very surprising responses to Never Have I Ever. They have even more shocking admissions.

There is nothing that a bonfire can't fix.

Characters are stuck at a party, but they can't stop thinking about each other (based on "Dinner & Diatribes" by Hozier).

Characters always find each other. Even at a masquerade, when their faces are almost entirely covered.

A party is the perfect place to see a new side to your coworker.

🎄 Holiday Specific Prompts 🦃

Halloween prompts / Winter Holiday prompts

It’s time for Penelope’s Halloween Party! Someone comes in an… unexpected costume.

The single members of the team decide to host a lonely hearts club dinner on Valentine’s Day. Two people leave together.

Characters end up beneath very suspiciously placed mistletoe at the holiday party.

Character accidentally started an ugly Christmas sweater tradition which somehow turned into a contest.

After an awful case, the team comes back on Christmas Eve to find that Penelope has gathered their loved ones and quickly decorated the BAU as a surprise.

Character only wanted to reveal that they are someone's Secret Santa at the BAU Christmas Party but they end up confessing a lot more than that.

🎂 Dialogue Prompts 🍰

"... Surprise?"

"What are adults supposed to do at a kid's birthday party. Does anyone actually know?"

"Whatever you do, be sure to avoid the food. I don't know who made it, but it's awful." "Oh, it uh... it was me."

"If you help me win, I'll owe you one great big giant favor."

"I just never saw you as a... party type of person."

"I think you're bluffing." "Am I?"

"You are the last person I expected to have attended clown school. I figured your clownish nature was inherent in who you are."

"So, if you had to guess, who do you think is going to drunkenly confess their love for someone else at this party?"

"The year is over. Did you accomplish everything you hoped for?"

"I fucking hate balloons."

"What's the point of a fridge on the jet if not for a celebratory drink?"

"If we're stuck here all night, we might as well have fun."

"I love you. I do. But you are a terrible Santa."

"Next time, I'm in charge of the karaoke mic."

🎈Rules 🎁

The fic can be a Reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fic. It can feature any Criminal Minds character. AUs and crossovers are more than welcome.

Tag me in the fic, or send the link to me in a Direct Message. It can be already written, or you can write it for the challenge - I’m collecting both! You can also tag it “#mentioningmargins” which is a tag I track.

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I DO NOT WANT smut written by minors. Ever. At all. I will check. Platonic ships and pure, fluffy fics are 100% allowed.

Please include Content Warnings and a one-sentence Summary of the fic in your post.

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[tokyo-chainsaw-dragon2]

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𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 (18+ MDNI)

A/N: Requested by anon/ @sinister-shark. I can't believe this only took me 2 days to write it all. Holy shit, that's fast. (extra spicy 🥵😏)

*Sam does speak Brazilian Portuguese in this, just so you're aware.

**Trying new format for general info of MGS smut lmao

Pairing: Jetstream Sam X Fem!Reader

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟖𝟕𝟎

⚠️Warnings: NSFW, 18+ MDNI, shower sex, wall sex, dirty talk, begging, pussy eating, blowjobs, oral (both ways/p in v), unprotected

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After a long day of working, you were just done. You felt like falling apart as you struggled to open the door. Once you got inside, you instantly flopped your tired body face down on the couch. You quietly groaned, not knowing that Sam was sitting there shirtless.

He looks over at you, gently smiling as he smooths down your hair. His fingers trail through your luscious locks, occasionally rubbing the back and sides of your neck with a couple of his fingers as you stayed face down.

"How's that for you, meu amor?" He asks, saying those last few words in a seductive tone. Sam was doing this to see if you'd notice.

"Mmmm... Feels good when you do that..." You managed to mumble out, trying your eager best not to sound too tired. You liked it even better when he called you pet names in his native language.

Sam's iconic smirk gets the best of him, moving his hand to your back and unzipping your dress, easily finding your bra. He unhooks it and you exhale a sharp breath as you feel your breasts bounce free, which felt like the force of 1,000 suns.

He pulls his hand away and you look up at him, shyly smirking as your cheeks flushed light pink.

You almost felt like he was trying to tell you something as you noticed Sam's hardened dick just begging to bulge out of his pants. You slowly roll off the couch, getting in front of him and undoing his pants. Sam leans his head back against the couch as he feels your finger hooking the waistband of his boxers.

You pull down his boxers to release the monster he's been hiding since you got home an hour ago. You take his cock in your mouth and gently swirl your tongue around the tip before moving your way up his length. Sam whinces as he looks at the ceiling, his face bright red and sweaty as he breathed heavily.

"Oh, droga... Deus, por que você tinha que fazer isso comigo... Por favor... Continue me fodendo assim..." Sam pants, feeling like he was in a trance. He just kept staring at the ceiling as he felt you lightly sucking on his dick raw as the tip touched the back of your throat.

Sam knew you were good at sucking his cock, but he really wanted to eat you out because of this. He moves his hand around the back of your neck and you pull out from his cock, which was now glistening in a subtle layer of your saliva. Before you could say anything, Sam picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom as he tugs your dress down.

He turns on the shower and the ideas running around in his head get the best of him. Sam shoves your back against the wall, spreading your legs out and around his neck so he could have full access to your pussy. He looks you dead in the eyes, doing that deadly smirk of his that almost made you flinch everytime.

"You naughty, naughty girl. You thought you could get away with sucking my cock?" Sam states with arousal, inching closer to your entrance. "No, no, no. I might as well eat that delicious dessert of mine, better known as your buraco."

He growls deep in his throat, pressing his mouth against your folds and licks them for a minute before sticking his tongue in and out repeatedly. Sam doesn't talk much during his "dessert eating", but he does comment here and there about how good you taste.

Once he was finished eating you out and got his fill, your mood was definitely horny. After you got down from Sam's shoulders, you start kissing him like you were feral. After a good 7 minutes, he turns you around and pins you to the wall again, causing you to let out a tiny breathless moan as your body and breasts were firmly smooshed against the wet tile.

"Ohhh~, this hurts so bad~..." You say in a whiny and teasing voice. "Fuck me, Samuel~."

"If you do that little noise again, maybe I will" He coos in your ear, running his finger along the side of your ass. You breathlessly moan again and you earned Sam's deadly smirk. He bites the side of your neck, causing your eyes to roll back. As he bit your neck, he kept one hand on your back and the other on his dick. Sam roughly shoves his cock into your cunt, which was the perfect fit for someone's dick like his.

"You know, you're such a boa garota," He replies, as he continues to pound into you. "you take my cock in so well, too well even."

"-Ngh... Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum..." You say back.

Immediately after saying that very sentence, taking your hand and slipping it between your legs, you rubbed viciously at your clit while you came, your legs shook against the wall, pussy dripping, eyes rolling back again. Sam moaned at the feeling of you tightening around him, he was thoughtful enough to keep pounding into you until you were finished before pulling out.

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absolutely chomping at the bit for Dougie headcanons 🥺🥰

Oh I will give it my best go, so hopefully you're not disappointed haha! But here we are! Reminder that my requests are open! More under the cut, cut for length, light spice below:

-James Douglass is a self-proclaimed ladies' man who knows exactly what buttons to push, the right thing to say, and is genuine in his efforts to woo said lady

-He also is a great proponent of love letters, both dirty and classy 💌

-Is very well-read, especially when it comes to romance novels and knows the exact thing to sway a lady into liking him haha

-Likes domesticity and thrives in it; going grocery shopping together? Practically a dramatic quest in which he wishes to earn the lady’s favor

-Speaking of which, this man likes getting to be in the kitchen and is super hands on with cooking and cleaning and he’s very good at it too. -A soft king for periods and rough health days….he loves getting to take care of you

-Absolutely bridal style carried you into the house when you first got home

-James here absolutely is into body worship and praising and has a high sex drive

-If you’re insecure about anything physically, he’s going to show you why you’re wrong. Preferably in front of a mirror, while you’re orgasming several times and repeating his words back. -Loves self care and would absolutely brush your hair for you

-Likes buying little trinkets or gifts to let you know how much he loves you; a bracelet here or there, a nice pair of gloves, flowers, etc.

-Shower sex

-Definitely wants kids at some point but is super content just having a domestic time with you for now

-Loves going out on drives and listening to music with you

-His fingers always have to be busy and he is unashamedly always collected and calm, so public teasing is definitely in the realm of possibility

-Into super romantic dinners with roses and candles haha

-It’s about the acts of service and gestures of romance for him

-Loved having verbal affirmation that he’s doing a good job

-Is a cuddle bug, especially in the mornings

-Loves going dancing and is always singing your praises to the guys

-Likes to keep you in your toes with surprises and makes you feel like a queen

-Pillow talk and aftercare KING

-Picnics in the park that almost always end in makeout sessions or more

-Is generally a gentleman and always gets the door for you and carries your purse or groceries

-Would almost certainly be content moving to some remote cabin where no one can hear the two of you or bother you ever again….because you two get quite noisy haha