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benedictscanvas · 11 months

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stop looking at me like that - roy kent x reader

pairing: roy kent x reader

word count: 2.5k

warnings: a lot of language, of course, and some very slight allusions to smut

a/n: and we're right back with a roy version! i didn't intend to write both, but the lovely @ironmanmagnetfridge sent in an ask to try a roy version of 'saved you a seat' and i couldn't refuse. i loved writing this, so thank you endlessly for the request and my ask box is currently very open for more roy or jamie requests in particular! <3

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“We saw a windmill!” Jamie announces loudly, to which the whole coach cheers, yourself included. It was nice to see him so happy as he bounded down the aisle high-fiving everyone in sight. Roy may have sounded as grumpy as ever when he’d boarded the coach moments beforehand, but when he sank into the seat next to you near the back, you could definitely see the hint of a smirk on his face that he’d never admit to.

“Good night?” you asked him teasingly, only to hear him growl as he turned to you.

“Thought I said not to fucking ask?”

“I’m not asking, I’m inferring,” you hummed, undeterred by the attitude you’d become so used to, “You don’t have to confirm or deny anything. I’m glad you had a good time.” “You’re very fucking presumptuous, has anyone ever told you that?”

“You have. Many times,” you supply, grinning up at him and grateful for the fondness in the eye roll that you just managed to catch, “You like windmills?”

He doesn’t speak for a moment, and when he does, his voice is even lower, gruffer than before somehow.

“Fucking love ‘em.”

You nod, satisfied, and settle back into your seat to watch the boys fool about. They manage to get a song going, and you join in quietly albeit happily. When the same song dissolves into a chant that Dani seems to be leading in Spanish, you bow out and instead pull out your laptop to catch up on the vital emails you knew you’d missed during your time abroad.

“Do you ever stop fucking working?”

“Hey, you chose this seat,” you reminded him, still unsure why he’d chosen to sit next to you when there were a few empty seats he’d passed on the way. The thought made you a little too nervous to dwell on it though, “You should have known better than to sit next to the workaholic.”

“If I hadn’t sat here, I couldn’t do this,” he said simply, gently taking your laptop from your lap despite your protests and attempts to snatch it back. He held it over his head to the seat behind him and Rebecca caught on quick, taking it from him without a word. You pouted at him, then turned to glare at her through the gap between your seats.

“Rebecca! You know preventing the director of your charity foundation from working is probably a pretty shit idea?”

“I literally brought you with us for you to take a mandatory break,” she said firmly, “So fucking take it!”

She muttered something about you being a nuisance then went back into the dreamy trance she’d been in since she entered the coach, your laptop safely tucked away behind her. You sat back in your seat with an exaggerated huff.

“Being childish won’t help anything,” Roy reminded you, although he was definitely teasing you now if the light in his eyes was any indicator. You turned your glare on him, but soon relented, sinking back into your seat.

“You’re a bastard,” you say instead of replying.

“Yes, and…?”

You hesitate. He’s so annoying when he’s right. You’ve always hated him for it, particularly how effortlessly attractive he looked when he was gloating.

“And thank you. Happy now, you prick?”

“Very happy. Now we can talk on a coach journey like civilised fucking people rather than you having your fucking head buried in work every second.”

That one hit more of a nerve. Funnily enough, Roy had also found the seat next to yours on the coach from Richmond to Amsterdam, but you really had been preoccupied by your laptop then. Possibly the only time you’d spoken to him was to ask to squeeze by to get to the shitty bus bathroom. You had the decency to look embarrassed.

“I wasn’t the best seatmate last time, was I?” you said, “I am sorry about that, actually. When I’m planning these school visits, they often get a little all-consuming.”

“Don’t fucking apologise for all the fucking good work you do. Christ, that would make me a proper bastard. I saw some of the stuff you were doing on our way out and it’s important. Doesn’t mean you can’t take a fucking break, you know?”

You so want to take his obvious compliment in a cool, effortless way but you can already feel yourself getting hot.

“You were spying on my work?”

“Course I was. It’s a boring fucking bus and my seatmate wasn’t fucking talking to me,” he said, although this time he nudged you gently to let you know he wasn’t really annoyed, “I meant to say, put me down for the next school visit, will you? I know you’ve probably got enough, but…”

He doesn’t finish his sentence. You’re always surprised by how often Roy wants to be involved in what you do, but you shouldn’t be. He’s such a thoroughly good man wrapped up an unsuspecting exterior. You hadn’t asked him because he’d done the last four visits, but maybe you should have.

“I would put your name down, but some prick stole my laptop,” you said, teasing him this time. You finally managed to get a smile out of him, however brief, as he shook his head at you, “I’m kidding. Thank you. I should have asked, but I didn’t want to bother you. I’ll make sure you know about them from now on.” “Good,” he confirmed, a single nod of his head, and then a few moments later - “You don’t fucking bother me by the way.”

“Not even when I’m trying to work on my mandatory holiday?” you joke, and he just grunts, so you’re forced to continue more sincerely even though it isn’t in your nature, “I’m guessing that might be why you chose to sit with me yet again even though I proved to be shit last time. Tell me if not, or I’ll end up being flattered.”

Yes, you loved bantering back and forth with Roy, but there was some hidden truth, some vulnerability behind your words. You were desperate to know why Roy had chosen to sit with you not once but twice, when he had plenty of people on this coach that he was close to. The two of you had become firm friends, you liked to think, over the past year or so, but there was a spot next to Isaac he could have taken, or with Ted, Beard and Rebecca at the very back. Part of you needed to hear what exactly had driven him to sit next to you, so you could eliminate the tiny hope at the back of your mind that maybe he thought about you as much as you thought about him.

“I don’t fucking know,” he started, but you knew him well enough to know that was his typical response when he was trying to work out what to say, “You’re…you know. We’re…fuck.”

And he stopped there. For some reason, you were speaking before you thought about it.

“We’re fucking, did you just say? Could’ve let me know.”

You didn’t know what made you say it, but the way Roy’s eyes almost bugged out of his head, you decided it was worth whatever awkwardness it might create in him. You burst out laughing at his expression, biting your lip to try to curtail it but not succeeding. At your reaction, he seemed to calm a little, and there was even a little huff that sounded almost like a laugh from him.

“You’re fucking awful, you are. I was trying to say something fucking nice about you and you fucking ruined it.”

He was kidding, but you could tell he also wasn’t. Matching his energy, you leaned in to him and gave him your best puppy dog eyes.

“No, don’t let me ruin it! Go on, say it anyway,” you almost begged, wondering if any of this was working or if he’d get up and walk away from you to another seat any minute. You vaguely realised how vigorously your heart was beating, “Say it!”

“Fucking hell, fine! Stop looking at me like that,” he insisted lowly, and you made a point of schooling your face into a serious expression, “Sometimes, you’re…fun to fucking be around, I guess. I like being wi- around you.”

You caught his slip. He liked being with you. If you ran away with what that one might mean, you might not recover.

“High praise. I like being around you too. You know that’s a normal thing to say to your friends, right? It shouldn’t be quite that hard.” “Yeah, yeah, you’re fucking great at all this emotional stuff though aren’t you? You run a fucking charity, Y/N. Some of us have to…work at it.”

He was being serious, so you turned down the teasing. If he was willing to work on being a bit more emotional with you, you’d do anything to keep that going. He’d also just complimented you again and you hadn’t complimented him back once, which wouldn’t do at all.

“Yeah, I know. You’re actually fucking killing in that department recently, and you know it, so give yourself some credit,” you insist, watching a shadow of surprise cross his face. He nods, but you get the feeling he’s still trying to convince himself.

“Got you to fucking thank for that. You’re a good influence. On fucking all of us.”

“You keep saying all these nice things about me, Kent, and I’m going to be really fucking flattered,” you say, trying to downplay the impact you might have had on him, on the team, “You know it’s that cowboy back there doing the real heavy lifting.”

“Yeah, he’s fucking insufferable with it, isn’t he?” Roy agreed, “But me specifically then. The last year or so, I’ve been fucking better, and Ted’s been here three years.”

He wasn’t lying. He had been getting better and better with his emotions, with talking to people, with ensuring the people in his life that mattered knew just how much they mattered. This was about the third time in a month that Roy had suddenly gone a spree of complimenting you, and although it made you significantly uncomfortable, you couldn’t pretend you weren’t over the moon about it.

“You’ve made me more assertive, I think. So let’s call it even.”

“No.”

“No?” you questioned.

“No. You were fucking assertive before, you’re just trying to fucking deflect,” he said firmly, in the typical Roy Kent brand of caring in an angry tone, “I”m thanking you, so just fucking say you’re welcome and we can stop talking about this.”

You hesitated, but finally got up the courage to reach over and squeeze his hand as you replied.

“You’re welcome, then.”

You didn’t let your hand linger, no matter how much you wanted to, bringing it back into your lap and trying to ignore the sparks that slid across your fingers and flickered in the pit of your stomach. You watched Roy’s hand flex where you’d just held it, but he was staring straight ahead.

There were a few tension-filled moments of silence before he spoke up again, still staring at the seat in front of him like he was scared to look at you.

“Would you like to go to dinner when we get back?” he asked, in a voice that sounded like he had rehearsed the syllables. Your heart rate spiked, but you forced it to come back to earth again. He could just be anticipating how hungry he’ll be when you’re back, wanting some friendly company for the evening.

“Uh, sure, I love dinner,” you say, then want to smack yourself for how stupid that sounded, “What do you fancy?”

He growls, looking like he’s about to tear his hair out and you wonder what you’ve said wrong.

“You, alright? I fucking fancy you.”

You pause. Staring at him while he refuses to look at you. Your voice comes out breathy and disbelieving.

“For dinner?”

“No, I don’t want you for-” he growls and punches the seat in front of him, hard. Colin yelps but then starts a train of it, punching the seat in front of him with a laugh until it travels all the way down the bus. You would giggle if you weren’t worried about the man beside you. He takes a deep breath, then speaks:

“I’m inviting you to dinner because I like you. The dinner is the least fucking important thing in this scenario. I can’t have another fucking conversation with you where I’m fucking hinting every two seconds that I like you, and you’re sat there just looking at me like you do, fucking oblivious. It’s fine if you don’t want to, but I do. Want to. And want you.”

You stare at him in delighted shock. Yes, Rebecca had told you that the man wanted to ‘shag the bloody daylights out of you’ and that you should ‘just look at the way he looks at you, for fuck’s sake’, but you’d never believed her. And even if you could wrap your mind around Roy being attracted to you, you could never have predicted him actually wanting to take you for dinner. It made him infinitely more attractive as you stared up at him.

“I’m done now,” he said, voice a little strangled, “Your fucking turn. Please.”

“Yes,” you said, taking a leaf out of his book. You were elated when he finally looked at you, confused. He was breathing like he’d just run a marathon.

“Yes?”

“Yes to dinner. And to the rest of it,” you grin and have never appreciated one of his rare grins more when it’s fully focused on you. Still, there’s no way you can leave this as a serious moment alone, so you put on your best Roy Kent voice and narrow your eyes, “I fucking fancy you too.”

He actually laughs, a proper one, shaking his head as he chuckles. You join him in it, of course, ignoring the shocked look that Jamie was giving you from a few seats ahead at the sound of Roy’s laugh. When you’d finished laughing, not knowing what to do with yourself, you punch his arm lightly. It’s giddy and genuine.

You think he’ll punch you back, but instead he grabs your fist and maneuvres your hands until your fingers are intertwined and your hands rest on the seat between the two of you. It only makes your grin wider, and you know you’re staring at him again even though he’s back to refusing to look at you. You think it’s because he’s trying to hide his smile, but you can see it. It’s all you can see.

“Stop fucking looking at me like that,” he says gruffly and you laugh as you turn to stare out of the window instead, grinning out at the landscape whizzing by.

Roy squeezes your hand. You squeeze back.

#roy kent x reader #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #roy kent #roy kent imagine #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent x you

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jenna0rtega27 · 2 months

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G!p Jenna x actress reader smut. Where they have to film a sex scene and they both get turned on?

Mutual desires

Masterlist

Thank you for asking

18+

Jenna Ortega x F!Reader

(For your request I decided that the actresses were going to be porn stars so the scene will be a pornographic scene. I hope you will like it)

Warning: Jenna g!p, pure smut, blowjob, Jenna and reader are pornstars, fingering, spitting, penetration, public sex, unprotected sex, mention of real pornstar

Summary: Request

Note: This is my first smut so sorry if it's rubbish but I'll get better with time.

Number of words: 2163

You are a big porn star. You have directed numerous films with several women including Dani Daniels, Abella Danger, Veronica Rodriguez and many other super stars. She had several threesomes, foursomes, masturbation.

But today you are going to have a whole new experience, you have never fucked with a man. But today you are not going to fuck a man, you are going to fuck a woman with a cock.

Jenna Ortega, the most popular woman in pornography since she was born with a penis. You dreamed of doing a shoot with her because you fantasized about her for so long, you masturbated while watching her videos. And according to you. She is the most beautiful woman in the world.

So there you are, sitting on the bed with Jenna sitting right next to you.

“So the three of you will watch TV and you will be able to start your scenes. I want it to be intense, sensual, I want people who watch this video to have their mouths watering. » Said the director.

You both nod.

“1, 2, 3, action!” »

You watch a movie sitting on your back leaning on the headboard with Jenna who is close to you. You can feel his thighs touching yours. The excitement grew more and more. And what you didn't know is that it was the same feeling on Jenna's side. She watched you on her screen while you fucked other girls and she always wanted to be in their place. But now that her dream has come true, she will take good care of you. Even if it's to play, she wanted to convey her desire for you and that's exactly what she's going to do.

After a few seconds of watching the movie, Jenna turns off the TV and turns to face you with her legs crossed. You look at her with a look of desire.

“What if we played truth or dare? » Jenna asks with an intense look that could make anyone die.

“Okay” You respond and turn to be in the same position as Jenna. »

“So truth or dare ~Y/n~” You’re practically drooling from the way she said your name.

You pretend to think and say “Dare”

Jenna smirked. “Give me a striptease” Jenna drops her lip looking into your eyes.

You get up from the bed and walk forward and start moving your hips sensually. You have very short white shorts on so Jenna can practically see your ass. You lower yourself like a pro and lightly shake your butt. Jenna brings her index finger to her mouth and places her teeth on the tip. She'd be lying if she said she didn't like the view.

Once the action is finished, return to your seat. Jenna looks at you with so much lust, you can feel your cheeks blush. You have never blushed for an actress. But Jenna is a whole different story.

“So Jenna, truth or dare? » You ask, lightly biting your lower lip which Jenna didn't miss and found so sexy.

“Dare my beauty. »

“Give me a hickey.” » You say with as much desire as Jenna.

Jenna approaches you and to spice things up, she straddles your knee and holds your jaw with her right hand. The other hand finds itself in your hair and pulls it lightly with desire.

The young brunette approaches your neck excessively slowly to tease you. She sticks her tongue out and licks a wet, warm stripe from the base of your neck to your ear and pulls at your earlobe. She continues to lick you three more times before placing her lips and sucking on your neck. You are overwhelmed with pleasure. You place your hands on Jenna's hips for more contact. After her hickey, Jenna licks the part that is starting to show to relieve the pain and removes herself from your knee to put herself back in her place. Her eyes never left the place where she sucked.

You're so hot right now. This is the first time a woman has given you so much pleasure during a scene.

“Truth or dare baby?” »

“Dare” You reply practically out of breath.

" Take off your clothes. And I want to see you completely naked. »Jenna replies

You stand up and slowly begin to take off your top. You keep eye contact with Jenna in the process. You then take off your shorts and you are now only in your underwear. Without losing visual contact, you take off your bra and leave your breasts bare.

Jenna's mouth waters when she sees your breasts. Your nipples harden from the air touching your breasts.

You then slowly take off your panties and sit on the bed completely naked. Even though it's just a shoot, you can feel Jenna's desire for you as she admires your naked body.

“Jenna truth or dare?” » You ask, gently massaging your right breast to tease Jenna.

" Action. »

“Come suck my tits.” »

Jenna walks over to you and reaches out to massage your breasts. The petite brunette brings her mouth closer and gently bites your left nipple to tease it. Then, she licks your nipple and then gently sucks it. The other hand massages your right breast.

You let out a moan and place a hand on the back of Jenna’s head. Jenna smiles at your breasts and looks up to make eye contact with you. She continues to lick, suck and bite your breasts without losing eye contact. She then moves on to the other breast and does the same treatment. She walks away and wipes her mouth.

" Truth or Dare? » Asks Jenna

“Action” Jenna smirks at you.

“Give me a pittance”

You approach Jenna and lay her down so that her head is on the pillow. You slowly remove her pants so that she is in her boxers. You could see the bulge and it turned you on like crazy. You take off his boxers and admire Jenna's beautiful cock. It wasn't big but it was thick. You take his penis in your hand and

started to pump gently. You position yourself between his legs and lie on your stomach. You look up to see a little Jenna already looking at you and squirming under your touch.

You lower your face so your mouth is just above the tip of his penis and continue pumping. Precum comes out of his tip and you lubricate the entire length of the penis.

You open your mouth and start to suck Jenna gently. You move your head up and down without going too far at the moment. Jenna lets out a small moan. She places a hand on your head and caresses your copper-hair with her black-scripted nails.

You continue to suck and pump with your hand. After a few more pumps, you decide to go faster. You move your head up and down faster and massage his balls with your free hand. Jenna lets out a bigger moan.

“My god my cock feels so good in your mouth.” Aaah mmmh” Said Jenna closing her eyes in pleasure.

You try to go the furthest and Jenna's cock hits the back of your throat making you gag but you continue.

Then you remove your mouth from his cock and replace it with your hand to suck his balls. Jenna was shaved all over so they were very smooth.

Jenna felt herself coming. She was trying to hold on but with a girl sucking her cock like an expert was difficult.

“I’m going to cum.” » Jenna said as she moaned more and more.

“Moan into my mouth baby. » You respond and you put his cock back in your mouth and suck it. You move your head up and down super fast and pump the base.

Jenna pulls the sheets so hard her knuckles turn white. After a few seconds, Jenna releases his thick cum into your mouth. You moan at the spectacular taste and continue sucking it until the last drop. You swallow and you look at Jenna who glares at you with desire.

You sit up and notice that Jenna's cock is still big and hard.

" Truth or Dare? » You ask, wiping your lips with the back of your hand.

“We don’t care about the game,” Jenna whispers loudly enough for you to hear.

A smirk appears on your lips. Jenna grabs your waist and turns you so that you are now lying on your back with your head on the pillows and Jenna is between your legs lying on top of you.

" I want you so much. » Jenna said, her face two centimeters from yours. You can feel his breath on your cheek. His breath that smells like cherries.

“Then take me.” » You whisper, looking at his lips and then his eyes.

Jenna immediately places her lips on yours for a searing kiss. His hands are on your cheeks and yours are on his bare buttocks. You squeeze her ass and Jenna moans into the kiss.

Jenna puts her tongue out to ask for access and obviously, who are you to refuse. You open your mouth and let Jenna's tongue explore the inside of your mouth. His tongue caresses yours with so much sensuality. Then you grab his tongue between your lips and start sucking his tongue like when you sucked his cock. Jenna lets out a moan.

During the kiss, Jenna lowers her hand and gently rubs your clit with her middle finger to make you more wet so as not to hurt yourself while penetrating you. You leave a moan in Jenna's mouth.

Jenna smiled into the kiss. After she feels you are wet enough for her cock, she lets go of your clit and grabs her cock. She pumps it a little and aligns her penis in the entrance to your vagina. She strokes his cock up and down to get his tip wet. You moan and stop the kiss unable to focus on Jenna's swollen lips.

After making her tip very wet, Jenna penetrates you gently. You groan. Jenna keeps thrusting until her entire cock is completely inside you. You move your hands to her back and Jenna kisses your neck. Once you got comfortable with her size, Jenna began to move her hips gently. You moan his name and scratch Jenna's back with your nails.

“My cock feels so good in your pussy baby.” » Jenna says as she starts to go faster. You continue to moan every time Jenna enters you.

" Go faster. " You say.

Jenna nods. To get a more comfortable angle, Jenna sits up and goes faster. She lifts one of your legs and places it on her shoulder and hits you. You groan at the speed. Your pleasure has reached its peak. You've never been fucked so well.

With her free hand, she squeezes one of your breasts and squeezes it. She then pulls the nipple which makes you scream.

The only sounds in the room are the slapping of skin and Jenna's penis entering the wetness of your vagina. You continue to moan loudly. “I’m going to cum soon.” » You say in a groan.

“Cums for me baby.” » Jenna says and quickly rubs your clit with her index and middle fingers to help you through your climax.

After a few seconds, your back arches and you cum on Jenna's cock. The little brunette continues to fuck you until you finish cumming. Once finished, Jenna slowly pulls his cock out. You moaned from the withdrawal but watched as Jenna pumped her cock to cum all over you.

“I’m coming too. » Jenna moaned as she pumped hard.

After a few more pumps, Jenna moans loudly as she squirts cum all over your stomach. You moan and with your index finger you scoop up the cum and put it in your mouth to swallow. You let out another moan at the taste.

Jenna then lies on top of you and you pretend to be asleep to finish the scene.

“Cut!” You girls were great. The spectators are going to be so excited. It was absolutely the best porn I have ever seen. » Exclaims the director as the cameramen put away their equipment.

" THANKS. » You say, smiling and putting your clothes back on. Everyone leaves the room and leaves you and Jenna to get dressed.

Jenna moves dangerously closer to you. “If you want, I would like to see you again without a camera. » Said Jenna with as much desire as when you made love.

“I would love to, yes. » You say and Jenna smiles kissing you languorously.

Jenna comes out of the room once she's all dressed and blows you off.

“I definitely want to see her again. » You say to yourself.

What’s certain is that it wasn’t the last time with Jenna.

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega smut #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x y/n #g!p

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