#Dom Daniel

[queenoftheimps]

Just imagining the heart-eyes Armand would make if he ever gets with Daniel and tries referring to him as "maître" only to have that old man screaming NO ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT

[maxillness]

'•.¸♡ MASTERLIST ♡¸.•'

'•.¸♡TW♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Pretty Boy❞

╰┈➤ ❝If Daddy Knew❞ → ❝Daddy Knows❞

╰┈➤ ❝Wet Body❞

╰┈➤ ❝Happy Fucking New Years❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝I Can See You❞

'•.¸♡SS♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Girls Like Girls❞

╰┈➤ ❝She Likes A Boy❞

'•.¸♡CH♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝My Ass❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Dangerous Woman❞

'•.¸♡LL♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Dangerous Game❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Stacy's Brother❞

'•.¸♡LS2♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡MW2♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝From People You Know, To People You Don't❞

╰┈➤ ❝Let Them Watch❞

╰┈➤ ❝Malaysia 2013 (Mark’s Version)❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Light❞

↳˗ˏˋsmauˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Write Me A Song❞

'•.¸♡DR3♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Favorite❞

'•.¸♡LN4♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Only For Me To Hear❞

╰┈➤ ❝Blow Me❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Nattely❞ → ❝I Don't Forgive You❞

╰┈➤ ❝Friends Don't Fuck❞

'•.¸♡SV5♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Praises And Babies❞

╰┈➤ ❝I Love You❞

╰┈➤ ❝Malaysia 2013 (Sebastian’s Version)❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Touch It❞

╰┈➤ ❝Ocean Eyes❞

╰┈➤ ❝Skin❞

╰┈➤ ❝Gorgeous❞

'•.¸♡NR6♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝I Like You Best❞

↳˗ˏˋsmauˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Soft Launch❞

'•.¸♡KR7♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝A Good Use Of That Mouth❞

╰┈➤ ❝Tell Me Your Sounds❞ → ❝Any Silent Man Scream❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Figure You Out❞

╰┈➤ ❝Darling❞

'•.¸♡MS7♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝You’re Gonna Help Me❞

'•.¸♡PG10 ♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝She's What I Like❞

'•.¸♡SP11♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Mafia AU, Chap 1❞

↳˗ˏˋsmauˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Christmas Problems❞

'•.¸♡FA14♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝ Bébé Gorçon❞

╰┈➤ ❝Stranger Danger❞

╰┈➤ ❝Struggles❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Sugar Daddy❞

╰┈➤ ❝Troublemaker❞

'•.¸♡MH14♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡CL16♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝So Pretty, And Just For Me❞

╰┈➤ ❝Different Kind Of Good Morning❞

╰┈➤ ❝Good At Other Things❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Talking Body❞

╰┈➤ ❝Premier Amour❞

'•.¸♡LS18♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝That's What Girlfriends Are For❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Superstar❞

╰┈➤ ❝Shape Of You❞

'•.¸♡KM20♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Cold Hands❞

╰┈➤ ❝Christmas Sex❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Igen I Dag❞

╰┈➤ ❝Hooked❞

'•.¸♡JH20♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡YT22♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡JB22♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝She's Got That❞

╰┈➤ ❝Older❞

'•.¸♡AA23♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡ZG24♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡NH27♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝A Little Too Much Kirschwasser❞

╰┈➤ ❝What A Mess❞

'•.¸♡EO31♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡MV33♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Fucking Whore❞

╰┈➤ ❝You Say You Hate Me❞

╰┈➤ ❝Head Over Heels❞

╰┈➤ ❝It's Okay To Cry❞

╰┈➤ ❝This Fkn Bratty Attitude❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Dress❞

╰┈➤ ❝FU In My Head❞

'•.¸♡LH44♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝So Good For Her❞

╰┈➤ ❝I'll Show You How Sorry I Am❞

╰┈➤ ❝Sir Lewis❞

╰┈➤ ❝Braid Me❞

╰┈➤ ❝Satisfy The Fans❞

╰┈➤ ❝I’m Sorry❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Secret Love Song❞

╰┈➤ ❝Pipe❞

╰┈➤ ❝All To You❞

╰┈➤ ❝18❞

↳˗ˏˋsmauˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝On The House❞

'•.¸♡MSC47♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝American Town❞

'•.¸♡CS55♡¸.•'

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Tonight (I'm Fuckin' You)❞

╰┈➤ ❝Invisible❞

'•.¸♡GR63♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡VB77♡¸.•'

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙

'•.¸♡OP81♡¸.•'

╰┈➤ ❝Help With A Girl❞

↳˗ˏˋmusic mondayˊˎ˗ ↴

╰┈➤ ❝Treat You Better❞

[cecoeur]

Daniel Ricciardo flirting with his race engineer... Likely place for him to be.

[lonesome-sometimes]

I’ll lock and load

I’m not really sure where this came from but this is part two of your favourite centrefold so enjoy!

you were about to take a drag yourself when it was snatched back from your hold. you were going to make a quick witty comment to him about how you were a big girl and could smoke if you liked. however, matty wasn’t holding it, and you suddenly felt too crowded for your liking.

matty healy x female reader x george daniel

content warnings: rough sex, threesome (??), unprotected sex, dom matty, dom george, semi-public sex, cum play, degradation, daddy kink, age gap, slut shaming, mild praise kink, hair pulling, george is mean!

minors do not interact!

usually you would leave a quick fuck feeling fulfilled, with cum dripping out of you and into your panties and your hair a mess as you made your way back to your apartment, painting the perfect picture of a whore with a smug smile on your face.

this time though, you couldn’t get him out of your head. matty. remembering his name should have been the first sign. endless nights you spent teasing yourself, retracing where his hands left fingerprints on your hips as he used your body for his pleasure, how his voice sounded close to your ear as he put you in your place.

It was both heaven and torture, nothing you did ever coming close to the burning desire that had started when you met him. you went as far as to finding someone else to occupy your mind, going as far as going to another bar across the city to avoid seeing him but it wasn’t enough, nothing was. not your own hands, not another persons touch.

you were obsessed and you needed him.

tuesday came around and you couldn’t honestly help yourself. you spent the whole day pampering yourself, lathering your body in creams and perfumes that screamed femininity. closer to the evening, you pulled the baby blue strapless dress up over your thigh and hips, admiring the way it hugged you in all the right places as you fixed your curled hair. you pushed your feet into your heels, applying the last of your makeup, making sure your lip gloss was perfect and the blush on your cheeks a pretty pink, before grabbing your shoulder bag. you looked beautiful, stunning even, the perfect picture of feminine.

It never took you long, picking this specific bar all those months ago for that very reason. you composed yourself as you reached the building, getting into character as you pushed open the door and the familiarity of the place easing your nerves as you entered further in. you didn’t do your usual glance around at the customers this time though, knowing exactly where you were headed, what you were looking for.

you couldn’t help but smile when you found him, sitting in a booth in the corner of the dimly lit room, a contrast to the light, angelic vibe of your outfit. he pretended not to notice you as you sauntered over to his table, making sure to swing your hips as you did. he picked up the packet of cigarettes, placing one between his teeth and letting his gaze wander up and down your body in fake disinterest like it did the first time you met.

you sat down across from him, making yourself comfortable as he chuckled and put the lighter down, leaning back in his chair. “didn’t I tell you I don’t fuck whores like you?” he questioned, letting the tab hang from his lips.

you put out your bottom lip to resemble a pout, crossing your arms like a petulant child and feigning upset. “a hello would have been nice. are not happy to see me, daddy? I’m so happy to see you. I even got dressed up for you.” you whine, crossing and uncrossing your legs to reveal the white lace panties you wore underneath that matched the stockings adorning your legs to emphasise your point.

“dressed is an understatement.” he commented nonchalantly. “whatever happened to not going in for seconds?” he asked, trying his hardest not to let his eyes linger up your skirt. you guessed people talked, judging from last time when he knew your intentions before even having to say anything. you didn’t mind that, it made your life easier. people still tried though, begging for your number and promising you all you could want.

you always said no though, promising yourself you would never lower yourself to that. promises were made to be broken though, and you had everything you could ever want right in front of you.

“does that make me an exception?” he asked, pulling the cigarette from his lips as he raised his eyebrows at you.

you leaned across the table, plucking the cigarette from between his fingers and holding it between your own. your face was close to his now, lips ghosting yours as you smiled. “you could say that.”

you were about to take a drag yourself when it was snatched back from your hold. you were going to make a quick witty comment to him about how you were a big girl and could smoke if you liked. however, matty wasn’t holding it, and you suddenly felt too crowded for your liking.

“I’m hurt, princess. he gets an exception, but not me?” you whip your head around so fast you swear it could have done a full turn around, taking in the sight of the tall, broad blonde standing above you.

george.

he smirked at the dumbfounded look on your face, not expecting him to be here as well as matty. this wasn’t part of your plan, and while you’re not disappointed, all your confidence was now lost. you turn around again when you hear that same deep chuckle from before, scowling at matty as he takes a sip of his drink.

“surprised, are we? I don’t just come here to fuck little whores like you, although I didn’t exactly do that last time did I?” you blush a deep crimson, suddenly embarrassed now that you were sandwiched between the two men. “I actually want to have a drink with my mate, so if you could get-“

george coos from above you, sliding down into the booth next to you and placing a hand high on your upper thigh. “that’s not very nice, matthew. she’s ready to break her ever so strict rules just for you, and you’re gonna tell her get lost?” he teases condescendingly, power dripping from his tone.

matty sinks back in his chair, also embarrassed from being put in his place so quickly. interesting.

george turns to you now, cocking his head to one side as he drinks up the sight of you. “cat got your tongue? nothing to say for yourself now, hm?” you felt utterly helpless, trying your best to find words but facing defeat. you swallowed the lump in your throat, eyes dancing between the two of them until finally your brain began to somewhat work.

“I guess I could make two exceptions?”

suddenly, you’re being pulled to your feet and towards the bathrooms, the door clicking lock behind you as you’re pushed between the two of them. you feel matty first, his hands making home on your hips and in your hair again as he pulled you flush against his chest. pushing your skirt up, he started to grind his cock against your ass and thighs, a feeling you know all too familiar that had you whimpering. you couldn’t take that again, especially not with both of them here.

you felt george next, his body pressing tightly against yours as he titled your chin up with two fingers. his lips ghosted over yours, so close you could feel his breath mixing with your own. you pouted your lips, silently begging him to kiss you but it never came.

you heard matty unzipping his jeans behind you, a deep groan escaping him as his throbbing cock his the air and bounced against his stomach. you whimpered, desperate for george’s attention as he pushed your dress up over your ass, pushing your panties to the side with it as he lined himself up.

you moaned high in your throat as he finally, finally pushed inside of you. your walls clenched around him, pulling him home as he bottomed out. “fuck, baby! you feel so good hugging my cock just right. was it worth the wait, huh darling? worth whoring yourself out once more?” he pulled almost all the way out of you before pushing back in, precum dripping from your entrance and down the slope of your thighs. he fucked into you deep but fast, almost pulling out each time. It felt like he was rearranging your organs with each thrust, a piece of him making home inside you with each pulse of his cock or slap to your thighs. It felt fucking good.

you felt george’s fingers tracing your glossed lips then, a silent order to open. you did as you were told, whimpering when you felt the thick digits cover your tongue and slide down your throat. you felt so full, but not full enough, completely overstimulated by the two men as you were pressed between them. george continued to open your throat up with his fingers, holding your jaw with his other hand to keep you exactly where he wanted you. “such a whore for matty, aren’t you princess? being such a good girl just for him.”

you shook your head, trying your best to tell him that you were his slut too, that you needed him just as much, but his fingers were too thick and too deep and matty was fucking you so good that you couldn’t form a single thought.

“fuck darling, I’m-“ matty groaned, bottoming out as he finished deep inside you, your walls hugging him tightly as you came on his cock and nothing else. george pulled his fingers from your throat, wiping your spit across your flushed cheeks.

matty slapped your ass as he pulled out of you, cum already starting to drip down your thighs. mesmerised, he gathered the cum on his fingers and pushed it back inside you, making a comment about how he wanted you to feel him as deep as possible.

you whined when you felt the loss of georges touch next, trying your best to stand upright as he moved towards the door. “w-where are you going?”

he looked at you puzzled, as if you had said the most confusing thing known to man. “I’m going back to enjoy my drink and so is he, what we actually came here to do.” he said as though it was obvious, gesturing to matty as he turned towards the door again. matty stood behind him, same look on his face from the first time.

“but you never… george? please?” you never usually begged, that definitely wasn’t your style, but you really couldn’t help yourself. you had been pent up for a whole week, and the idea of leaving with that same need as last time did not sound fun.

“oh sweetheart.” he started, moving back towards you and crowding your space again. he brought his hands to your face, holding it in his hands as he gently left a chaste kiss on your glossed lips. you realise you hadn’t actually kissed either of them, the thought leaving a pit in your stomach. he pretended to feel bad, being gentle with you as an apology he never meant for leaving you here needy, but you could see right through him. “you never came here for me, did you? you came for him. I guess you’ll just have to try again next week, won’t you?”

the feeling of fulfilment never came, but you couldn’t find it in you to care. there was always next week and you were sure you would be back for thirds.

[zaiisaii]

After seeing the pegging headcannon, now im curious about facesitting lol.

begging on his knees for you to use him.

he loves giving, especially when it makes you feel good. he's moaning and babbling incoherent speeches, fingers gripping at you thighs to pull you futher down. grind on his face, pull on his hair – anything. just use him, use him, use him. it's all he wants. he could probably cum untouched too!

:: hudson ahn, daniel park, james lee, goo kim, johan seong, eli jang, jake kim.

a huge slut for receiving it.

despite his cries and hips stuttering and bucking down on your tongue, just keep him still with whatever strength you have. he'll probably die of embarrassment if you stop right before he comes, whining to you.

:: yuseong, eugene, ryuhei kuroda, zack lee (i think i just like bullying him), samuel seo.

a mix of the two above.

he likes when you're sitting on his face though whenever you need to relieve stress, lapping up at every single spot, using his nose to help you out. then, he becomes very meek when you offer to do the same to him, quickly denying out of fear of choking you. 'you won't be able to breathe!' he says, 'i'm too heavy!' even though he really, really wants it. (-_-)

:: jace park, warren chae, gun park, xiaolong, vasco, sinu han, daniel park.

[jullythevamp]

i have the idea that armand is hyperfixated with sex toys and bdsm and i can't stop imagining armand appearing with a saw trap in the bedroom saying "come here daniel my beloved. I have something to test on you." and daniel is like " hm either i will die or have the best orgasm of my life... im coming!"

[gilf-armand]

need to see daniel submissive baby boy molloy get raw dogged in season 3 or else

[blamemma]

daniel ricciardo and pierre hamelin head out on a track walk together | 📍silverstone race circuit, british grand prix, media day | 📸 rudy carezzevoli

[elijahstwink]

Elijah x male reader, where mayber the reader tries to take charge if you know what I mean but elijah does something that makes him practically melt into him? Maybe a sir and choking kink if you feel up to it?

Yes, Sir.

Thank you for the requests sexy anons. Had a lot of fun writing this.

Warnings

Pure smut (duh), mxm, anal sex m! receiving, major dom/sub, a sickly amount of pet names, sir kink, bottom reader/top Elijah, no use of y/n, anal fingering m! receiving, choking, thigh riding, power exchange, clothed dom/naked sub, dirty talk, size kink, tons of praise.

You exit the ensuite and step into you and your boyfriend’s shared bedroom. You’re fresh out the shower, a white towel wrapped snugly around your waist.

The room is dimly lit by the blazing fireplace, bringing warmth to the normally cold compound. It’s fully dark outside now, the street lights of New Orleans reflecting through the windows. You gasp as you notice your boyfriend sitting at the foot of the bed, wearing an immaculate navy suit and smiling at you with tired eyes.

“Come here, pretty boy.” Elijah murmurs, beckoning you with a single ringed finger. You didn’t know if he would be home tonight, he hasn't been around much recently due to a situation involving his brother Niklaus.

You oblige happily, walking towards him and standing between his legs. Elijah places a kiss to your bare stomach, looking up at you with his beautiful onyx eyes.

“Hey Eli.” You greet, running a hand through his previously gelled flat hair. He tilts into your touch, closing his eyes. He wraps one muscular arm around your frame, his free hand resting on your waist.

“Hello, sweetheart.” He gazes up at you lovingly, making you blush slightly. You love when Elijah gets soft like this, all cuddly and needy. It’s not a common occurrence, a side of him that he has admitted no one else has seen but you.

You stay like that for a while, scratching his scalp lightly while his hand slowly ventures down from your waist.

“Baby, can we just…” Elijah traces the outline of your cock under the towel, making you shiver slightly.

You’re thinking about getting on your knees and pleasuring this stunning man in front of you when an idea pops into your head. You want to be in charge for once, to dominate Elijah.

Of course you love being submissive, just like Elijah loves being dominant. You love the way he pins you under his large frame, whispering filthy praises into your ear while his thick cock drills into your squirming body, hitting every pleasurable spot inside you with every stroke. But recently you’ve been imagining different scenarios. Elijah whining as you ride him, begging you to let him cum… or just Elijah begging in general. Yeah, that’s hot.

“Beg.” You command him firmly, a striking contrast to your normal sweet, soft voice.

Elijah’s hand stills, no longer groping you through your towel. His face is still nuzzled against your belly, although his lips have stopped kissing your skin.

Without thinking twice, you stop brushing your fingers through his hair and instead grip the strands harshly, pulling his head back to look up at you. He hissed at the pain, giving you an amused look as he rests his hands behind him on the bed.

“You are acting as though you are in charge.” Elijah teases, tilting his head slightly and grinning at your annoyed face.

“I am in charge.” You mutter, crossing your arms and pouting. You then remember that pouting doesn’t seem particularly dominant so you replace it with a unbothered look. This causes Elijah to chuckle, thinking his baby looks so cute when trying to dominate him.

You are just regaining your confidence when Elijah suddenly stands up, his figure towering over you, your eyes level with his neck. You look up at him, blushing under the intensity of his lustful gaze.

“What did you want me to do sweet thing? I seem to have forgotten.” Elijah asks politely, his words dripping with amusement.

You take a deep breath, feeling your cock fatten, the towel doing nothing to conceal your arousal. “I-I want you to beg.” You say, mentally punching yourself for stuttering. This is not going how you wanted, but you can’t say you enjoy this any less.

Elijah smirks, taking a step into your space, your bodies pressed together. He looks unbothered by the situation. The hardness pressing into your lower belly however, tells a much different story. “Very well,” He replies calmly, a dangerous look in his eyes.

You gasp in surprise as Elijah grips your neck, walking you backwards until you feel the wall against your back. The cool metal of his daylight ring digs into your skin, his large hand almost wrapping completely around your throat. A wave of desire engulfs you, blood rushing to your groin as you moan, your eyes rolling back slightly. Elijah inhales sharply, admiring you as you practically melt into his hold, all signs of dominance leaving you. He’s never seen you react so intensely to something, get so turned on by something as simple as a hold on your neck.

Elijah lowers his lips to your ear, nibbling on the lobe before whispering, “Please baby, allow me to make up for the time I’ve been away?”. His free hand lowers to your towel, untucking the fabric and letting it drop to the floor. You whimper as your erection slaps wetly against your belly, red and swollen, leaking arousal from the tip. Elijah takes your prick in his hand, thumbing over your slit. You moan out as pleasure shoots up your spine, your cock completely covered by Elijah’s large fist.

“Hm?” Elijah looks at you, his hand squeezing slightly before relaxing on your neck. You’re shocked that Elijah has never choked you out before, seeing as you two are relatively kinky in bed. You can tell by the lust swimming through your boyfriends dark eyes that he’s thinking the same thing… choking will not be a one time occurrence.

“Have I left that pretty mouth speechless?” Elijah taunts, pulling you back to the present. He releases your cock and rubs his hand along your side instead, knowing the soft touch will help ground you.

“Yes. I mean no! But yes I want you to make up for lost time.” You agree to his request, so distracted by his grip on your throat. Suddenly remembering you have hands of your own, you start undoing his belt, pouting in annoyance as you fumble with the buckle. Elijah chuckles, grabbing both your wrists in his hand before tilting your head to look directly up at him.

“Yes what?” He growls. You moan, unable to understand how you possibly thought you could be dominant when Elijah is your partner. You part your lips, the words you know he wants to hear at the tip of your tongue.

“Yes, sir.” You squeak, playing into your role perfectly as you look at him with wide, innocent eyes. Elijah groans, pulling you by the neck to meet him in a messy kiss.

The kiss is rushed as teeth clash and tongues explore each other. You whine high in your throat when Elijah catches your tongue between his lips, sucking on the flesh softly and swirling his tongue along the tip, mimicking the way he pleasures your cock.

“My good boy,” Elijah murmurs against your lips as he start walking backwards, dragging you with him. “You can’t help but submit can you baby? Always trying to please me.” Elijah releases your neck and wrists as he drops down into the armchair by the fireplace. your lips detach as he tugs you into a straddling position on his thigh. You gasp as your neglected cock rubs against Elijah’s suit pants.

You waste no time, wrapping your arms around his neck and humping against his thigh. You bury your face in the space where his shoulder and neck meet, whining at the drag of fabric against your sensitive tip.

Elijah’s hands find your waist, slowing your frantic movements to long steady thrusts as you pant against the skin above his collar.

“Look at you, riding my thigh so well. You love being naked in my lap don’t you? I know you like making a mess of my suit.” Elijah coos.

He’s right. You love the dominant look of Elijah in his suit, the way he looks perfectly composed with you naked in his lap, pathetically rutting against him like a dog in heat.

“Love it, sir. Love you.” You say, although your words are muffled by Elijah’s skin, which is now covered in your spit as you’ve been practically slobbering all over him. You can feel the heat rising inside your gut, so turned on by the way Elijah effortlessly took control over you.

“I love you, little one. Such a good boy for me, yeah?” Elijah praises, releasing your hips and chuckling endearingly as you instantly speed up. He cradles the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair.

You release a soft ‘mhm’ at his words, your fast and uncoordinated humping slowing down as you become increasingly tired. Elijah notices this and smirks, bringing his free hand down on your ass cheek with a loud smack, keeping his hand on your reddening flesh. You yelp, your hips jerking before speeding up again as the mix of pain and pleasure rushes through your bones. Elijah’s fingers dig into your crack as he firmly grips your cheeks, and you’re certain purple finger marks will be there in the morning.

“Stop now baby,” Elijah commands softly, pulling your head back by your hair and placing a sweet kiss to your puffy lips that are glistening with spit. “Go get the lube for me”.

On shaky legs, you quickly head to the dresser and grab the bottle from the open drawer before heading back to the armchair. You stand in front of Elijah, who has now removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, and pass him the lube.

You're about to take your rightful spot on his lap again when you notice his leg that you were previously humping and you feel your cheeks heat up. Elijah’s navy pant leg is a darker shade, damp with your sweat. But what really makes you feel like your legs might give out is the whiteish stains of your precum, smeared over the entire length of the fabric.

“On my lap, facing away.” Elijah’s stern voice makes you jump. He looks so good right now. His black tie loose. His suit is messy and wrinkled, his muscles bulging slightly against his light blue shirt. His onyx eyes are staring at you with pure lust. His jaw is littered with stubble and his beautiful lips are parted and swollen from kissing. His previously neat and gelled hair is messy and spiky from your hands running through it. His legs are spread invitingly, his erection on display, straining against the confines of his pants.

You manage to tear your eyes from the gorgeous man and get into the position he commanded, straddling his legs backwards, your feet pressed against the back of the chair either side of Elijah’s hips. Luckily the armchair was wide enough that you could comfortably fit your legs either side of him, squished between the armrests and Elijah’s thighs. You arch your back, resting your head on Elijah’s shoulder and thanking your body for being so flexible.

Elijah kisses your shoulder, then your neck, sucking a bruise into the skin and making you moan. “So pretty,” Elijah mumbles, “My pretty boy.” He grabs your arms holding your wrists tightly.

“Yours.” You whimper. Elijah pushes against your back, forcing you down until your upper body is hanging upside down, your head brushing his shoes. You moan loudly as Elijah closes his legs, trapping your cock between his thighs. He’s holding your entire weight with one hand around your wrists, the slight ache in your shoulders being drowned out by the pleasure flowing through you.

“Fuck, Elijah.” You keen, feeling Elijah’s hand on your ass cheek. He brings his palm down sharply, sending a sting through you.

“That’s not what you call me is it brat?” Elijah scolds. You wail as he starts moving his thighs, causing delicious friction on your painful erection.

“Sorry, sir.” You pant, blood steadily rushing to your head from the angle. Elijah hums appreciatively. You hear the sound of a bottle cap opening before lube lands on your tailbone, running down your crack. You squeal at the coldness of the gel. Elijah shushes you softly, before running his fingers down, collecting the lube and spreading it around your hole.

“Sorry sweet thing. I only have one hand.” He coos, circling the tip of his finger around your pucker before slipping it past the ring of muscle, filling you with his entire finger before pulling back out and adding a second.

“Please, please.” You sob desperately trying to speed up the process, and feeling like you might explode if his thighs don’t stop moving.

“Please what baby? Tell me what you need.” Elijah says sweetly, scissoring his fingers before curling them. his fingertips press against your prostate, making your eyes roll back and your hips jerk.

“I’m gonna come sir, please!” You almost yell, feeling your balls tighten, your body preparing to shoot your seed.

Everything stops.

Elijah’s thighs spread again and his fingers vanish from your hole, his hand now rubbing up your back.

“Well, we can’t have that now, can we? Hopefully you’re stretched enough from last time.” Elijah speaks as though he’s talking about the weather, not that his boyfriend was about to cum all over him. You sob dryly, the rising boil of your climax now only simmering.

“S-sir.” You whisper, feeling light headed from being upside down. Elijah pulls you back up, releasing your arms and flipping you around to face him. He shushes you, pulling you into his chest and kissing your sweaty forehead while running a hand through your damp matted hair.

“It’s okay little one.” He whispers, “let’s get you on my cock, hm? Then you can cum as much as you want.” Elijah sits you upright, then brings his hands down to his belt, undoing his pants just enough to pull his hard member and heavy balls out from his underwear.

You pull his tie loose, letting it hang from his collar as you undo the buttons of his shirt, running your hands along his toned chest. You look down, whimpering at the thick cock below you, impressively long with his red tip leaking and a prominent vein running down the length of his shaft. Fuck, you want it so badly.

“I know you do baby.” Elijah laughs, coating himself with lube. You blush as you realise you said that out loud. Elijah helps position you above him, looking into your eyes as you slowly sink down into him. Elijah moans breathily, while a long whine leaves your lips. You stop halfway, getting used to his large cock stretching you out. You claw at his shoulders and drop your mouth into his, kissing him sloppily, overwhelmed with desire.

Elijah kisses back with his usual calm and confident composure, one hand cupping your cheek and the other gripping your waist. Elijah seems to decide that you’re taking too long to adjust, so he pulls you back from the kiss and places both hands on your hips. Knowing your limits and knowing you can take it, Elijah yanks you down the rest of the way until you’re fully seated on his lap and stuffed full of his cock.

The mix of surprise and pleasure from his action causes you to scream, quickly wrapping your arms around his shoulders and muffling your sounds into his neck. Elijah wraps his big arms around you, holding your shaking body tightly and whispering soothing praises in your ear. “Gosh, such a good boy for me. You feel so good my love.” He groans.

After a couple minutes of adjusting, you sit up and slowly start to swivel your hips. Elijah grabs your arse cheeks in each hand, squeezing the muscle before gliding one hand up your body. You gasp when his nail lightly scrapes against your sensitive nipple, trailing up your chest and wrapping around your neck.

Elijah applies delicious pressure to the sides of your throat, cutting off blood flow without hindering your breathing. The action makes you feel lightheaded in the best way, even more so when he begins lifting you up and down, enticing you to bounce on his cock.

You find a steady rhythm, feeling the curve of Elijah’s cock hitting your prostate perfectly with every drop of your hips. You know you won’t last long, the heat of your climax bubbling inside you once more as the smell of sweat and the sound of smacking skin fills the bedroom.

Elijah is breathing heavily, looking at you with an intense gaze of desire and adoration before lowering his eyes to your neglected cock, swinging up and down from your movements. His hand tightens around your neck, causing you to grab his forearm. Both your small hands are unable to wrap fully around him, instead you dig your nails into his skin for grip as your thighs start to burn, your pace slowing with exhaustion.

“I-I can’t- mmh fuck.” You whimper as Elijah thrusts his hips up to meet your own. He releases your neck as you stop bouncing, grinding your hips lazily as Elijah presses an open mouthed kiss to your parted lips.

“Is my boy getting tired?” Elijah murmurs against your lips, pulling back and chuckling at your fucked out look as you hum in agreement. “It’s alright sweetheart, wrap your arms around me.” Elijah comforts, smiling as you eagerly nuzzle your face into him, sucking at his prickly jaw. He lifts your body slightly, pressing your hard cock into his lower stomach as your arms encircle his neck.

He keeps one arm under your bum, holding your bruised cheek in his large hand while his other hand holds the back of your head, cradling it firmly against him.

You release a near scream as Elijah suddenly begins pounding up into you, his movements causing mind numbing friction to your sensitive cock that’s sandwiched between your bodies. You try to throw your head back, but Elijah’s strong hold keeps you firmly in place. Making you squeal as your eyes roll back with the control he has, practically fucking you stupid.

“Mmh that’s it,” Elijah moans, unbothered by your attempts at moving, knowing that you’d tell him if you wanted to stop. “Just needed me to take over, yeah?” He drawled, as his heavy cock fills you to the brim, his balls slapping against your ass with filthy slapping noises. You sob wetly into his skin, overwhelmed with pleasure as you leak more fluid from your tip.

“It’s so much..” you mumble, tears streaming down your face and pooling in his collarbones. “I know baby, and you’re taking it all.” Elijah praises, his thrusts becoming erratic as his cock throbs and twitches inside you, his tip battering your abused prostate over and over.

“Are you going to come for me?” Elijah asks huskily, “Make a mess as I fill your tight little hole with my seed?” You moan at his words that only push your impending climax closer.

“Yes, Sir!” You wail, feeling your balls tighten as your walls begin to squeeze his cock. Elijah thrusts with inhuman speed, making you scream into his neck as he pushes you over the edge.

A wave of ecstasy floods your body as your cock releases three heavy spurts of cum. Your walls contract uncontrollably, your body trying to milk the cock still pounding into you.

“That’s my boy, come on my cock- oh my.” Elijah lets out a guttural moan, his hips stilling against yours as his seed sprays against your prostate, causing you to jerk as he coats your inner walls white.

Heavy breathing and the crackling of the fireplace is all that’s heard, starkly contrasting the previous pornographic screams you were releasing. Elijah laughs as you breathe out an elongated ‘fuck’. Your body still shaking as Elijah pulls your head back by the hair and meets you for a lazy kiss.

“So, choking is a yes then?” Elijah questions against your lips, causing you to laugh, pulling back to look at him. You hiss as he pulls out, come dripping down your thighs and onto Elijah’s suit pants.

“Definitely.” You giggle, resting your head on his shoulder and gazing lovingly at him. He tilts his head back against the armchair, looking at the ceiling before a smirk graces his lips.

“And how was your dominating experience, my love?” Elijah teases, turning to look at your annoyed expression. You scoff, slapping his chest playfully and muttering ‘dick’. Elijah cackles, pressing a loving kiss to your forehead and basking in the calmness of the warm and cozy evening.

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[wrestletotheground]

crime and punishment - matty healy X reader

you'd been teasing your boyfriend matty all night, and he made sure you knew how much he needed you when you got home...

cw: 18+ minors dni!! - f!reader, smut, soft dom!matty, fingering, slight degradation, unprotected sex, choking if you squint

A/N: this is my first time writing and posting smut so pls be nice ok enjoy

the uber home felt torturously long. the air was thick with tension as it was the closest that you and matty had gotten to being alone since you left the house earlier that evening.

you'd been winding him up all night with each time your hand lingered on his thigh under the tablecloth; each time your fingers wandered up his suit trousers, palming his bulge and avoiding his gaze as he desperately held in the whine that was threatening to escape his throat.

the car pulled to a stop in the familiar neighbourhood on the outskirts of LA. matty paid the uber driver and thanked him, stepping out and walking around to open your door. he took your hand and helped you get to your feet. as he pulled you up, he brought his face to your ear and muttered 'you're about to be sorry darling'. 'for what?' you smiled up at him faking innocence, clinging onto his arm as you walked to the front door of his house.

he didn't need to answer, his dominant stare making your insides flutter. your plan was working. get him all worked up so he can't keep his hands off you. he unlocked the door, not taking his eyes off you and you'd barely stepped inside before he had your back pushed against the door.

'you fucking knew what you were up to today didn't you? feeling me up under the table, knowing it was driving me crazy that I couldn't have you right there and then.' 'what are you gonna do about it?' you whispered, leaning further into him.

a soft moan escaped your lips as his mouth met your neck viciously, sucking and kissing at the skin down to your collarbone. you loved when he left his mark on you, and heat rushed to your core in anticipation of what was to come.

suddenly, he pulled away and you whimpered at the loss of contact. he shrugged off his already open black shirt and threw it on the coat rack. his arms looked so good in the black tank top, but you didn't have time to stare before he picked you up bridal style, causing you to giggle.

your hands clasped around his neck while he carried you up the stairs and dropped you down on the bed.

you slipped off your heels as he went to the other side of the bed and flicked on the bedside lamp. you watched him through the long mirror at the end of the bed, admiring how his toned figure and pale skin seemed to glow in the orange hue of the light as he made his way back to you.

he caught you staring in the mirror and his eyes darkened as if an idea came to him. 'go up to the headboard, love', he said, towering over you as you scooted backwards, stopping once your back came in contact with the plush pillows. he climbed onto the bed after you, now kneeling in front of you. your stomach had butterflies, eagerly anticipating his touch.

'you're gonna do what I say ok darling? if it gets too much tell me to stop' he said in a hushed tone, as if speaking too loudly would ruin the moment. you nodded in reply. 'say it', he ordered, louder this time. 'yes' you replied, falling under his spell easily.

he took off his tank top revealing his partially inked chest, and shifted around so he was sitting beside you, back to the headboard. with his legs spread apart, you could see how hard he was. the outline of his arousal in his tight trousers a tribute to how much he needed you.

'sit' he ordered, pointing to the space between his legs. you hummed in reply, throwing your leg over him so you were straddling him. 'not this way fucks sake', he muttered harshly, grabbing your arms and twisting you around. letting him be rough with you turned you on, and he knew that. the warm feeling of his chest against your back made you roll into him, craving him at this stage.

his hands wandered every inch of your torso while still leaving red marks on your neck, as though he was claiming you as his own. his fingers lingered at the hem of your dress and he pulled his mouth away from your collarbone to say 'take it off for me sweetheart'.

you pulled the black satin dress off over your head, revealing a black lace two-piece. a low groan escaped his throat and you watched his face in the mirror, eyes scanning up and down your body, taking it all in. 'did you wear this just for me?' you nodded. 'my perfect little slut', he mumbled, before taking your lips in his again, this time more passionately.

his kiss was electric, fuelling the fire in your stomach that was burning with desire, the space between your thighs aching more and more at every movement.

'you're gonna watch everything I do baby, don't look away,' he said, turning your face to the mirror. the scene was erotic, his arms wrapped around you possessively in the dim lighting. you nodded and hummed in reply.

one of his hands trailed from your breast down your stomach, leaving goosebumps in its path, the other gripping your other shoulder, your chin resting on his forearm. your breathing got heavier and heavier and you whined desparately when he reached the fabric of your underwear. 'whos the one in charge now? pathetic', he muttered into your ear.

he plunged his hand down and started rubbing slow, forceful circles into your clit sending shivers through your body. your back arched in response, grinding your hips into his touch.

he dipped a finger into you, extracting a loud moan of his name. you had barely adjusted before he added another, your walls clenching around him. he moved at a slow pace, his thumb resting on your clit.

your hand went to cover his to push him further into you, before he slapped it away and continued, even slower now, drawing impatient whines from you.

'I'm not gonna have to tie up those pretty hands to stop you doing it yourself, am I?' he said softly. 'n-no I just- mfhh fuck', you mumbled, unable to form coherent words as his fingers started to fuck you at a heavenly pace.

he pushed into you further, deeper than he had been, and you let out a high pitched whimper, your hands instantly grabbing at his arm that was wrapped around your neck. he pulled you in closer, his arm pushing against your neck creating a euphoric buzz in your head.

your eyes fluttered shut and he grabbed your face roughly, turning you back towards the mirror. 'I said look at me', he spat, his voice stern. he pulled his fingers out of you suddenly, bringing them up to your lips.

he didn't need to tell you what to do as you tasted yourself on him, licking his fingers clean.

he groaned at the feeling, the thought of you licking your own arousal off his soaked fingers. 'I can't stay like this much longer, you're killing me darling', he said, unzipping his fly and keeping his unflinching eye contact in the mirror. 'please, need you so bad', you whined in response, throwing yourself forward onto the bed, propped up by your elbows, ready for him. the words came out strained and needy but you didn't care.

he pushed off his jeans and boxers in one fluid motion, only moving away from you for a second to discard the clothes onto the floor. he was kneeling behind you, already throbbing, aching for you. one of his hands went to his cock, stroking up and down in preparation for you. wetness pooled in your cunt, soaking through the lace that clung to your body.

he grabbed the back of the thong with his free hand and pulled it down. you lifted your knees as he pulled it off your legs gently. 'fuck, look at you, dripping for me', he smirked, making eye contact with you through the reflection. he swiped two fingers past your slit, and plunged them into his mouth, tilting his head back and groaning again. the sight was pornographic, and made you shudder, begging for him to fuck you. 'matty, please,' you begged. 'patience, love', he replied, reaching over to the bedside table to grab a condom from the drawer. 'babe you don't need to, I'm on the pill'. he looked at you. 'you sure?' 'please', you replied, desperate to feel him fully.

he pushed forward, teasing up and down your entrance slowly, causing you to rut backwards, a loud groan leaving your lips. a low buzz of pleasure came from his throat.

he spent another few moments stroking up and down, his tip grazing off your clit painstakingly lightly, until you were practically a puddle under him. 'please, I can't wait, need you', your voice was shaky, and you were getting more worked up by the second.

the desperation in your voice was clearly enough for him to give in as he pushed forward, stretching you out slowly. loud sounds of pleasure filled the room, echoing from both of you.

he started slow as he usually did, but sped up as you cried out for him. he grabbed your hair into a ponytail with his fist, using it as an anchor to pull you further onto him.

every inch of him filled you up with each thrust, stretching your tight pussy. his grip tightened on your hip, rough fingertips digging into your skin. the feeling of matty all over your body, everywhere at once was dizzying.

he leaned forward, his bare chest now flush with your back. you felt his arm snake around your waist to rub fast circles into your clit in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. a moan escaped your throat, and the knot in your stomach tightened upon seeing mattys intense expression, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure and jaw hanging open above your head.

he buried his head in the crook of your neck, his noises spilling into your ear, spurring both of you on.

the combination of his cock pulsing inside you and his skilled fingers was pushing you closer and closer to the edge. his movements became faster and sloppier, indicating that he was close too.

'matty, I'm gonna-', you barely got the words out before your vision blurred, crying out as your whole body went fuzzy with euphoria. your legs were about to give out as he worked you through your orgasm. 'I've got you darling, mmph, fuck-', his voice was reassuring at first, being broken by sinful noises as he pushed into you hard.

the two of you moaned each others names practically at the same time as you felt his warmth spilling into you. his legs started shaking, and he pulled you into his lap, collapsing into the pillows behind him. he clung onto you as your breathing slowed, both of you silently catching your breath and melting into each other.

his cock twitched inside you and you could feel his cum sliding down, threatening to drip out. 'I'm gonna lift off you, that ok?' you whispered. he nodded and kissed your cheek before you sat up, letting his arms fall to his sides. you whimpered at the empty feeling when he pulled back.

he immediately wrapped his arms around you again when you lay back into him. he interlocked his fingers with the back of your hand, but he was still looking into the mirror, distracted. 'what are you... ,' your voice trailed off, realising what caught his attention.

the white liquid was dripping out of you, sliding down further and further. 'sorry', he mumbled, pressing a kiss to your hand. you giggled up at him and his face flushed. you reached down with your interlaced hand and ran your finger through the mess between your legs. he watched you intently as you brought your hand up to your mouth alongside his and sucked it clean. he groaned and mumbled 'you're fucking perfect', causing you to giggle and lean your head into him.

'let's get you cleaned up', he said, tapping your thigh and moving to get up. 'I wanna stay here forever', you mumbled, still feeling fragile.

'so do I baby but I care about you, let me look after you,' he said, placing a soft kiss on your temple. the contrast between how dominant he had been earlier, fucking you so hard you could barely move, and how soft he was now, making sure you were ok, made you fall deeper in love with him.

all you could say in response was 'I love you'. 'I love you too', he replied, a genuine smile appearing on his face. it wasn't the first time you'd said it, but it still warmed your heart every time.

'come on, I'll run us a bath and order your favourite food', he said, standing up. you followed him into the bathroom and kissed him softly to the sound of the running water.

[maxillness]

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Needy puppyboy!Connor who desperately humps your pillow while you’re out of town. he’s a complete mess by the time your 3 day trip is over, but it’s fine your pretty puppy has so much more pent up energy for you <3

Pretty kittyboy!Nines who can just cum from you playing with his fluffy tail for a little bit too long, at times it’s really the only way you can drag him from work so you two can cuddle <3

Bunnyboy!Daniel who desperately fucks himself into your fist because you said it was the only way he could cum after being a brat <3

Bratty foxboy!Gavin who thinks he’s so sneaky when he steals your clothes, thinking you’re so stupid for not realizing when in actuality you’ve been leaving them out in places where he could easily find and take them <3

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– 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭; Prompt List

≛ 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠𝑖𝑚, ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 & 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟.

≛ 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: ↪ 𝒛𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒍𝒆𝒆, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒗𝒊𝒏 𝒋𝒊𝒏, 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒎, 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒎, 𝒋𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒎, 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒐, 𝒋𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒓���, 𝒈𝒐𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒎. ↪ 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒐, 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒖𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒈𝒂𝒆𝒖𝒍, 𝒋𝒊𝒉𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒐𝒐, 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒈𝒖𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒏. ↪ 𝒋𝒂𝒚 𝒋𝒐, 𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕, 𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒊𝒏, 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒘𝒐𝒏, 𝒋𝒖𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒏 & 𝒎𝒊𝒂.

≛ 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜: character x character, character x reader, character x oc (if i like your oc that is), romantic, platonic, polyamorous (if all the characters are on the list), fluff, angst, no incest, NSFW is allowed but nothing too explicit. Also don't forget to mention if you want x or y gender, or else I may fuck up!!

≛ 𝚊/𝚗: they're gonna be one shots and like 200/300 words each. I'm trying to get back on writing, so hopefully, this will help me. Send in your request with a number from one or two of these if you'd like to participate!!

# CLOSED .

[1] "𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

[2] "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰."

[3] "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦."

[4] "𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵."

[5] "𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦... 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴?"

[6] "𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳."

[7] "𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶..."

[8] "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?"

[9] "𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳... 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦"

[10] "𝘠/𝘯, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?"

[11] "𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?"

[12] "𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳."

[13] "𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘤'𝘮𝘰𝘯. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦."

[14] "𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵?"

[15] "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘺."

[16] "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺."

[17] "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦."

© 𝙨𝙧𝙜𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙮 2023

[zaiisaii]

LOOKISM

⋆ — bunny boy .ᐟ ﹙daniel park﹚ .

warning:: gender neu. reader , sub character & nsfw .

bunny boy!daniel who cheers up with a single kiss on the cheek, his puffy tail wagging in excitement as he turns his head to get a kiss on his lips too.

bunny boy!daniel who burns up when you decide to play with his sensitive ears, rubbing away at the softness of his ears, hitting all his favorite spots.

bunny boy!daniel who can't hold himself back from humping at your thigh, hands grabbing ahold of your shoulders, whimpers and breathy moans filling the room all because you decided to play with his ears.

bunny boy!daniel whose cock jumps and leaks all over himself when your finger trails down his back and to his twitching tail.

bunny boy!daniel can't contain his cute little cries of pleasure when your warm and wet tongue meets his perky nipple.

the bunny boy who can not understand why he feels certain ways towards you is now the very same one who become an animal underneath your body – growling, wailing, scratching at you.

he's your very cute, cute bunny boy :3

[vinylandcoffeecollection]

omg idk if u already posted it so sorry if you have.

but the bit where matty tries to credit something as his own and george is like '🤔 who did that mate?' and matty goes 'yeah...that was george🙄'

Anon YES!!!! LOVE.IT. 💀💀 My absolute favourite George moments, besides when he comes out with something so sincere and profound it breaks your heart, are when he’s cutting Matty down to size! It’s really quite hot 🔥