#I don't use arch btw

[systemdeez]

Hey what's with this flag and why do all my friends who use Linux have it in their bio?

[moonchild-in-blue]

Can someone please either validate me or send me to the Corner of Shame? This is very silly but I'm wondering.

So. I was talking to my sister the other day about movies and such, and she told me of one she recently watched with this one actor. And I casually mentioned how much I hated him. Not in a "he's a bad actor" or "he's a bad person" way. Nothing to do with whether I find him attractive or not. Just in a "he looks the most punchable guy on earth and I have this irrational rage against him" way, to the point that I just can't watch movies with him without being annoyed.

My sister looked at me like I was crazy because, "what do you mean you hate the guy". And I told her yeah? That's normal? Don't you have at least one person you can't stand for no reason?

Sister was like 😬😬😬 No??? Which is wild to me, because I could easily name 50 (which I did - not 50 but we were getting close to 20 before i got too annoyed lmao).

Now she thinks I'm slightly insane (/j) (I made myself angry and may have referred to a few individuals as "stupid" and "obnoxious"), and I kinda don't believe I am the only person alive who feels this way. But also she's an incredibly empathetic extrovert, while I'm a very low empath socially anxious creechur so. There's that?? I guess ?? Idk.

Can anyone relate to this? Or am I the weird one?

Also wait. Little disclaimer: I am not generally a violent person AT ALL. Do i get annoyed and angry easily? Yeah. Do I feel like bitch slapping someone right across their stupid face? Yeah, sometimes, sure. Do I do something about it? Not really.

I can be real bitchy and extra sarcastic and petty SURE, but that's the most I'll do if I am legitimately angry. Mostly I just go to my room and cry 🥺 (crying when angry yes it me). So yeah. Before yall think I have unsolved anger issues.

[professionalowl]

african archaeology is one of the academic subdisciplines of all time because its "senior circle" is niche and homogeneous (i.e. mostly white, although as far as i can tell the demographics are shifting) enough that they all know each other and so are intimately keyed in to each others' drama but they're also all researching one of the most fraught continents on the planet, in terms of its relationship to archaeology, so it's a real coin-toss as to whether your scandal-per-topic is going to be "mcintosh divorce arc" or "the oxford radiocarbon lab used to date things for the illegal antiques trade for money"

[teddybasmanov]

So, we've discussed with @espressoth and judging by the newest Meridian project thumbnail, this is Marcus:

[leam1983]

On Linux

I use Windows 11 to game and Linux Mint to work, on two distinct machines. I've customized Mint fairly thoroughly and pretty much got rid of its very, erm, "Dad's basic laptop" UI design over a few months.

Bottom line is, I'm satisfied. I don't need a new shell, I don't need a tiling window manager, I don't need to gut Adwaita from the main install - I'm a big fat casual, I know, but it works for me.

Compare and contrast to some colleagues of mine:

Week One: "OHMIGOD, Pop_OS is the best thing since sliced bread! Never going back to Ubuntu!"

Week Two: "Aw, man, I have the tiniest reservation about System76's update schedule, I'm going back to Fedora 32!"

Week Three: "Fuuuuck, why can't Fedora have Pacman?! I'm moving to Manjaro, it's got the package manager I like!"

Week Four: "Man, the Manjaro guys are corporate assholes! Arch, here I come!"

One Month Later: "I've finally wrangled my Arch install into something I sort of tolerate, but I miss the security of rolling releases! Ubuntu!"

Three months later, my colleagues are wondering why I haven't deployed other distros to the call centre guys.

Do they seriously think non-computer-savvy Boomers could keep up with them?!

This is my one and only issue with the Linux ecosystem. Linger a while and you realize how flighty and cultlike some users can be. It's not everyone, Canonical and Mint have awesome teams - but Manjaro's is, erm...

Can I call a distro's community cringe? I think it's fair game, right?

[luvnoirs]

quiet

paring: paige x fem!reader synopsis: reader and paige almost get caught by azzi warning(s): smut (MINORS DNI) word count: 978

a/n: this is barely proofread btw

"paige! if you don't open this fucking door, i swear to god!"

the room almost fell silent. your soft whimpers escaped through the hand paige held clamped over your mouth as she drove her fingers in and out of your pussy so excruciatingly slow that it made you squirm under her touch. her other hand was occupied with holding your thigh and pinning it down towards the bed, making sure your shaky legs stayed open and around her head comfortably.

azzi continued yelling from the opposite side of the locked door, but everything she said went in one ear and out the other. you could barely even comprehend the english coming out of her mouth right now.

though, you did remember azzi saying something about a phone when she first interrupted you two about a couple minutes ago. at first, you were alarmed, of course, and immediately started to push at paige's shoulders that rested between your thighs, but she simply and quietly reassured you that her door was locked, and told you to remain quiet before latching her tongue onto your clit. you couldn't help but to let out a small moan in response, explaining paige's hand over your mouth.

"paige, stop ignoring me and let me in! seriously, i cant find my phone and i think i left it on your dresser." azzi banged on the door once again and twisted the door knob impatiently. she was getting more annoyed by the second and part of you glanced towards the door, worried she would bust the door down each time her hard fists met the white decorated door.

normally, you wouldn't even dare to have sex in the presence of anyone else besides paige, but something about azzi being just feet away from you spread out across her best friend's bed, legs apart with paige eating you out as if her life depended on it, made you even more aroused. your skin felt like it was burning on paige's purple sheets and as you turned your attention back to between your legs, you were met with paige's eyes already on yours.

she looked at you curiously, slowly moving her hand away from your mouth. she raised her eyebrow, like she was challenging you to remain quiet without her help.

and it didn't help that she switched the angle of her fingers and used the tip of her tongue to flick back and forth on your already throbbing clit, evoking your hips to jerk up against her face as you cried out her name. your hand immediately flew to your face to cover your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your moans. you could feel paige's lips smirk against you, but as much as you wanted to swipe the smirk off her face, the need to cum was much stronger.

"paige!"

you used one hand to reach out for her head and pushed her deeper into you. you couldn't speak, so you were glad she took the hint to speed things up.

her lips latched onto your clit and she started to suck, her fingers still stretching you out, moving quickly through the slick juices that leaked from your pussy. but it wasn't long before she moved her hands to around the top of your thighs and pulled you into her face even more. your muffled cries filled the silent room and your legs tightened around her head as you imagined her talking you through it like she usually does.

there you go, ma... just like that

you rode into her face until you felt your orgasm rushing from the pit of your stomach, to washing all over your shaking body. you bit down on your hand to hold back a string of moans that threatened to fall from your lips, a few tears slipping down your cheeks from the overstimulating sensations of each one of paige's touches. you felt everything; from her hands that held the flesh of your thighs, massaging them softly, and her mouth helping you ride of your orgasm, even her blue eyes that roamed over your body as you arched your back and stared at the ceiling with glossy eyes.

and when your body slumped against the bed, bones feeling like jello, is when paige lifted her head and shuffled her body to position over yours. her lips were gleaming with your juices but she met yours with a kiss anyways. it was honestly a miracle that you managed to stay relatively quiet, you thanked your sore hand for that.

but before you two could do anything else, another loud bang startled you two and paige groaned in annoyance as she pulled away.

"i'll do this all day if i have to!"

you nudged paige and gestured your head towards the door. she rolled her eyes and climbed off the the bed, looking on her dresser for the phone azzi spoke about for these past few minutes. and once she found it, she began to reach for it but paused and reached for a tissue instead. you held back a laugh as paige used the tissue to grab the phone instead of using her previously occupied fingers.

paige opened the door, but only wide enough so that she could fit her head and hand through, handing her the phone.

"you would lose your head if it wasn't attached to your neck." paige said.

before azzi could retort back, she caught a glimpse of the tissue and stared at paige's hand for a few seconds, then back at the blonde inquisitively. it was when azzi slowly took the phone from her grasp when it finally clicked for her, and a disgusted look replaced her confused one.

"oh, you guys are sick." azzi gagged and quickly wiped her phone with her shirt in disgust.

"you're welcome to watch next time." paige joked with a smirk, earning a hit to the head from a pillow you aimed at her.

[pucksandpower]

I just read No Nut November (absolutely fantastic btw I loved it) and I was so ready during the seduction moment for y/n to use Lando to get off and then deny him anything further "because you don't want to lose your bet" 😂😂

I love you so much for sharing this amazing idea with me (and I couldn’t resist writing an alternate version of that scene based on it)

Original fic: No Nut November

warning: 18+ content

Lando kicks the bedroom door shut behind you as his lips meet yours again hungrily. All thoughts of No Nut November are clearly out the window now.

Your hands fumble urgently with the hem of his shirt, breaking the kiss just long enough to tug it over his head. He returns the favor, peeling off your top and bra in one smooth motion.

Skin pressing against skin, you both groan at the contact you’ve been craving. Lando’s hands grip your hips, steering you toward the bed until the back of your legs hit the mattress. You let yourself fall backward, pulling him down on top of you.

Your lips find each other again as your hands explore eagerly. Lando kisses down your jaw to your neck, nipping and sucking in a way that makes you squirm against him.

“God I’ve missed this,” you breathe out as his fingers trail over your breast.

He hums in agreement, his touch lighting sparks across your skin. Your back arches off the bed as his mouth closes over your nipple.

Tangling your hands in his hair, you guide him lower, gasping when his lips reach the waistband of your leggings. He looks up at you questioningly and you nod eagerly.

In one smooth motion he tugs them off, followed swiftly by your underwear. You’re completely bare before him now and trembling in anticipation.

Lando’s eyes drink you in hungrily. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he growls before diving in.

You cry out as his tongue finds your clit, gripping the sheets tightly. He works you expertly, ramping up the pressure until you are writhing and moaning. Your orgasm builds fast and hard, his name tumbling from your lips.

“Yes, yes Lando! Don’t stop!” You pant out. Your climax crashes over you powerfully, stars bursting behind your eyelids.

Lando works you through it gently before moving back up to kiss you deeply. You can taste yourself on his lips and it makes you impossibly more turned on.

As you come down from your high, you move back down his body with a wicked gleam in your eye. His briefs are obscenely tented now and you stroke him firmly over the cotton, making him groan loudly.

Breaking the kiss, you flip him onto his back. “Your turn now,” you purr, kissing a trail down his chest.

Lando groans, tangling a hand in your hair. “God yes, please ...” He’s rock hard and straining against the fabric keeping him restricted.

Hooking your fingers in his waistband, you free his erection, licking your lips at the sight. “Mmm, look at you all ready for me,” you hum approvingly.

You swirl your tongue around his tip as Lando gasps and clenches the sheets. Taking him into your mouth, you set a fast pace, sucking hard.

“Fuck, baby, just like that,” Lando chokes out, completely unravelling under your ministrations. You feel a surge of power knowing you have him right where you want him.

Hollowing your cheeks, you drive him right to the edge, his thighs trembling. Then suddenly you release him with a pop and move away.

Lando’s eyes fly open. “W-what ... why are you stopping?” He protests breathlessly.

You give him an innocent look. “Oh, did you want to come, darling?” You ask sweetly.

He gapes at you. “You little minx, you know I was so close!”

You grin slyly. “Guess you’ll just have to wait until next month then.” You move back up to kiss him deeply, rocking your core torturously against his painfully hard length.

Lando groans into your mouth, his hands clutching at you desperately. When you break away, he looks utterly wrecked.

“Now go take a cold shower before you lose your little bet,” you pat his chest mockingly and climb off the bed, sashaying your hips on the way out.

You hear Lando let out a string of curses as you leave him high and dry. Chuckling to yourself, you know he’ll be begging you for release again soon enough. But for today, his torment is payback for this silly No Nut November nonsense.

Later when Lando emerges from the shower, you greet him sweetly. “Feeling better, babe?”

He narrows his eyes but can’t keep a resigned smile off his face. “You’re evil, do you know that? Two can play this game though.”

You just laugh and kiss his cheek. “Maybe so. But I do love watching you squirm.” You sneak down a teasing hand to squeeze his ass as you pass by.

Lando catches your wrist, pulling you against him. “Just you wait until December,” he growls into your ear, making you shiver.

As frustrating as this month will be, you can’t deny riling Lando up is fun. Bring on the teasing — you’re quite happy to make him suffer if it means mind-blowing victory sex down the road.

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 3 - "Okay, show me."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: G

Warnings: -

"So… first time getting kidnapped?"

Tim blinked at the teen that was tied to a wall right across from him. He marveled for a a moment at how similar the two looked and even thought that he could see how the other teen could have gotten mistakenly kidnapped in his place. Though if they had already kidnapped him then why did they end up kidnapping him again?

"No, getting kidnapped kinda comes with the name and status." Tim finally answered and the other kid nodded sagely as if he understood. "Usually they are a little more incompetent."

He moved his wrists a little causing the strange silver bracelets they had slapped on his wired before chaining him to the wall so that they would cause a rattling noise, making the other teen look at them with a raised eyebrow.

"So first time getting kidnapped by the GIW then."

"GIW?"

"Guys in White, or well Ghost Investigation Ward, a government organization." The other teen explained with a shrug. "Usually they are incompetent. Aside from a couple of burns from getting shot, this is the first time they actually managed to chain me in a while. Normally they would have messed up by now but it's interesting that they even manage to nap you too."

Now Tim raised an eyebrow. That was news to him. To think there was a governmental organization that was actively abducting civilians for who knows what. Damn, he could see how B would not be happy once he told them about that.

"Sorry btw." Tim blinked up at the other teen in confusion, who chuckled in return. "They probably kidnapped you thinking you were my double or something. We look similar enough for them to think that."

"Wait…" Tim's eyes widened in realization. "They kidnapped me because I look like you? Not the other way around?"

"Uh yeah, why would I be kidnapped because of you?"

"Tim Drake-Wayne. Does that ring a bell?" Tim huffed only to watch how the other teen furrowed his eyebrows as if deep in thoughts before shrugging.

"In fact no it doesn't. But I don't keep up with high society, it helps pissing of the fruitloop whenever he drags me to 'meet important people' and I actively call them false names no matter how often he introduces them."

Tim's eye twitched. While that is fun, this was also the first time he met someone who hadn't heard of his name before in some way or form. In the end just let out a sigh.

"So what now? We wait to get rescued or will they release us after some time?" Well he had already tipped off his family, so it was probably only a matter of time until one of his siblings burst in to play knight in shining armor. He just hoped it wasn't Jason again, or he wouldn't shut up about having saved him for another month.

"Oh we can wait, but they won't release us. It's probably better if we get out on our own."

"Really? And how do you plan for us to get out of the handcuffs?" Well Tim did have a lock pin hidden in his jacket and some small sized tools stuffed into the sole of his shoes but with his hands chained above his head it was a little difficult to get them. But his feet were not chained so with just a bit of body twisting he could-

"Oh the handcuffs are no problem. They can be easily removed by overloading them."

"Overloading?" Tim arched an eyebrow, now the cuffs did not look like your normal brand he can admit that but how was the other going to do that unless he had some secret electric tool stored on him.

"Yea, overloading. It's pretty simple. These look like the same Brant they tried to cuff me with a year ago. It's funny how they look like they haven't learned a single thing in all these years."

"Really now?" Tim stared at the other teen unimpressed. "Okay, show me. How are you going to overload them with no tools around?"

"Easy." The other teen smirked at him and Tim's eyes widen as he saw the others hands emitting a green light before the cuffs on his wrist sparked and then fell off. Okay, noted the other teen was a Meta.

"My name is Danny by the way." Danny grinned as he rubbed his wrists before getting up and walking over to Tim to do the same to his cuffs. Tim rubbed his his own wirsts, carefully examining them for any time of injury only to look up just in time to watch Danny reach into his own chest. With wide eyes he watched Danny sticking out his tongue while one of his hands was going through his body as if he was looking for something.

"Aha! I knew I stuck them in my body somewhere for a situation like this!" Okay there was so much to unpack from this sentence alone but before Tim could even ask a single question Danny pulled out a lockpick set from his chest and proceeded to pick at their cell door.

"I have so many questions." Tim muttered, still watching the other teen.

"Well I can probably answer some of them once we are out of here. It's the least I can do after you get kidnapped because of me." Danny grinned as the lock he was working on clicked and he swung the door open. "Wanna talk over some coffee? You look like you need some."

"This is definitely not what I expected when I said 'show me'." Tim muttered once more walking passed Danny out of their cell, eager to leave this place.

"Yea well that the more civilian friendly things I can do." Danny followed with a grin. "Though I do have some other tricks I could have used too."

"You talk like a hero." Tim thought aloud, eyeing the teen and how they were holding themselves. Nothing about this teen screamed innocent civilian anymore, well aside from the obvious Meta abilities. He also marbled about the fact that they basically just walked out of the warehouse they had been holding. Huh looked like these GIW guys were really as incompetent as Danny had mentioned earlier.

"Yea, well I am a retired Hero." Great now Tim got more to look into in regards to Danny. Oh that reminded him, he probably should tell his family that he was no longer kidnapped… but that could probably wait until after he got his coffee with Danny. What was the worst that could happen? Red Hood storming an empty building. Oh well, it would be a good exercise for his brother then.

[lovetei]

Obey me demon brothers reacting to mc being hit with a "special" potion by someone and them having to deal with mc being extremely horny and dominant plus having their back absolutely blown? (Btw I love your writing🫶🏼)

It's like 1 in the morning and my phone is at 8 percent, the best time to write.

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MC was affected by this mysterious potion that makes them crave for some back-breaking fuck

Warnings: No proofreading, grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes, smut, no censoring, reader is Implied to be wearing strap or having cock (a big one), fingering them, wrong use of car hood, choking, air deprivation, wrong use of ties, ovestimulation

Parts: Demon brothers, Side Characters

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

Are you being serious?

You mean to tell him that the reason why you came home looking like that

Why you came home and immediately went inside his room

Is because you were affected by this strange potion?

That makes you feel like you're in heat?

It doesn't matter, he needs to check up on you and see if it's harmful or not

Or to see if he can do anything to help you, at least.

"A-AUGH!" Moans and screams that sounds too whiny to be his escaped his mouth as your fingers moved wilder. "Wait a second!" He screamed the second time before you added another finger.

He was drooling like a dog on top of his desk as his cock spurt out strings of cum, staining the dark wood of his desk. "You better keep your back like this or I'll have to force it then." You ordered after you grabbed his shoulder and made him arch his back.

"G-Give me a break atleast..!" Is the last thing he screamed after he felt something hard against his used ass.

MAMMON

He was panicking

He knew that this ingredient had an aphrodisiac like effect on humans

But he didn't know it would be this much.

Plus he meant no harm!

He simply fed you this bread during your night out to make things a little exciting!

"Stop fucking moving." You cursed out as you slammed in his ass harder making him moan even more "I-I'm trying..!" He sobbed out as you bent him over the hood of his car, one of his legs raised on it while his dick continued to leak pre.

"P-Please don't be mad! O-One more! I promise I'll do better!" He begged like a whore as he pushed himself closer to you, trying to push your length deeper.

And the last thing he remembered is how he passed out and woke up again with his legs up your shoulder as you relentlessly pound into him.

LEVIATHAN

He kind of knew that it has strong aphrodisiac in it

It was said in the warning after all

But he's a high ranking demon so of course it has no effect on him

And he forgot that you're still human despite having that enormous amount of magic

"Shhh... Breath in." You chuckled at him as he shakily inhaled, sweat coating his forehead as you pushed your fingers inside of him once again "A-Agh~ I think I really can't do it anymore..!" Panic settled in when he felt himself on the edge with just your fingers.

His breathing got more ragged and panicked as you moved your fingers "Don't say that! I know you can take it..." You tried to cover your annoyed mood by sweetening your words.

"N-No... I-I think I'll die..!" His cock leaked pre but your patience is just starting to run thin "Levi how about we shut up?" You pushed your fingers down his throat "You made me like this so take responsibility." You threatened.

SATAN

He saw this unique spell in one of his books.

It applies aphrodisiac on foods without needing an actual potion

And so he though, why not try it on you?

You have gained a pretty amount of mana since time time you first came here

You can handle this much right?

Satan held on the bookshelf for his dear life as he bit on the tie harder to surpress his moans "You might break the shelf at this rate..." You panted out as you pushed yourself deeper inside of him.

A groan escaped his throat as tears does from his eyes "No mwore!" He managed to say through the gag as he caressed his ass, red from all the spanking he received earlier.

You just held his hands and slammed all the way in, his knees completely giving up and your hands holding his up is the only thing preventing him from falling "There, there... I'll start moving now..." You sweetly said, ignoring his please.

ASMODEUS

He didn't mean to!

You just looked so hot earlier that he forgot he had this ability!

Accidentally putting aphrodisiac on your food... How horrible!

Don't worry, he'll take responsibility!

Rhythmic moan is the only thing that can be hear inside the dimly lit room of Asmodeus, oh, the slapping sound of his ass whenever it hits your waist too.

"Augh!~ I-I'm getting a little tired honey~" He moaned as he continued to bounce himself on top of you as you lazily sat on his sofa "Maybe a little help..?" He guided your hands to his waist, implying that he wants you to move him yourself.

When you didn't react, he looked back at you over his shoulders and saw how you look completely out of it, dilated pupils and red cheeks "You know... If I started moving you yourself I might break your fragile little waist." You whined out as he felt you grip him harder.

BEELZEBUB

He's really sorry!

He forgot about this aphrodisiac and how it's harmful for humans...

What do you mean he can help cure the pain?

Sure, he'll help!

You played with Beelzebub's vibrant hair as his mouth worked wonders for you "Just like that~" You moaned as you looked down at him.

"Am I helping you relive the pain..?" He pulled away for a minute, a string of saliva and cum connecting his lips from your thighs "Yes, Beel. You're doing so good~" You leaned down to give him a little kiss

"I'm pretty sure this is hurting too~" You moved your feet closer to his clothed cock, visibly hard and straining against his pants "Then... Can MC help me relive it later too..?" He asked which made you smirk.

BELPHEGOR

It started off as a harmless prank

It was supposed to be a harmless prank

He didn't know it would reach this far

And he never thought that you'll let it reach this far!

"F-Fucking hell! MC!" He managed to say between the small intervals where you raised his head and let him breath, it's sad that this is what he decided to say.

You slammed his head back down on the pillow and moved your hip back and forth, enough to push him forward and have him holding the bed frame.

And then he tapped your thigh signaling that he's about to cum, and being a nice human, you let him, but this time, you didn't raise his head to let him breath and now you can see the panic.

How he was struggling to push himself up as cum leak out of his cock continuously, you harshly pulled his hair to let him breath "A-Ah~ I-I can't breath please!" He was holding your hands as he begged, tears and sweat messing up his face.

It was a sight to behold before you push him back down.

[angelltheninth]

Btw I saw the post that said lions can’t purr and it’s true! But humans can purr… how would Leona react to us purring.

Hmmm, that's true! Good catch Anon.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, purring, kissing, cuddles, sharing clothes, claws, playful biting, domestic fluff

A/N: I can't purr. Wait no actually... I can roll my r's pretty well. Does that count?

Gets almost startled when it first happens

Heard of cats purring when they're happy but he didn't know humans could do it too

You must be really comfy laying on top of him, wearing his yellow hoodie, with his Dorm symbol on it

He's happy too, that you're not only wearing something of his but that you took it from his closet on your own

Tries to figure out if you have a special weak spot

You catch onto what he's trying to do but his lips feel so good on your neck that you don't want to tell him to stop

His ears are perked towards you, listening to the smallest sounds

With his tail he trails a path across your leg, your thigh, and with his claws he scratches your back just enough to make it arch

All your usual weak spots

Until he bites you at the same time at which you go limp on top of him and let out that purring noise again

Hmm, he doesn't yet have enough information to exploit this information

Well then he will have to do this all over again, this time weak spot by weak spot instead of all together

[daydreamingqueen1]

spencer gifting reader w lingerie for the first time and being all flustered giving it to her???

Lingerie

hi, love, thank you so much for the request, sorry it took so longg <3 Congrats on being my first request btw

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, suggestive, reader in her underwear, nothing explicit, no y/n.

Word count: 1.3k

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"It's creepy right? Who does this? Why did I buy it?!"

Spencer had been home for about fifteen minutes before he went and hid inside the bedroom. It took you another twenty before you ventured into the hallway quietly and heard him talking to himself in progressively more panicked whispers.

This was not normal but maybe it had been a bad case. However, when that happened, he was usually inclined to cling to you in silence until everything felt a bit less, not hide away.

This is not it.

"God, I'm a pervert!"

Okay, that's enough. You need to intervene. You give a few overtly loud steps to warn him of your presence.

Spencer is pacing the room back and forth, a black bag in his hand. He flies to hide the bag behind his back the moment you walk in, a blush spreading through his cheeks.

"Spencer? What's going on?" You ask cautiously.

He gives you a reassuring smile, a poor attempt at one at least, "Nothing! Nothing, everything is completely fine."

You arch your eyebrow, "Really?"

Spencer presses his lips together in a line and nods way too quickly.

You sigh, torn between amusement and slight concern, "You know you are the profiler of the two of us, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Then you shouldn't be this bad at hiding something, Spencer." Your deadpan look only manages to turn him redder.

Staring back at you guiltily, he gulps. "I– I'm sorry, sweetheart."

You give a few tentative steps closer to him, your expression turning more worried by the second, "What's wrong, Spence? Did something happen?"

He's quick to shake his head and reassure you, "No, no, nothing like that, everyone's fine."

You exhale a relieved breath.

"It's just... silly." Spencer finishes, shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

Closing the distance between you two, your hand comes to rest over his chest, "It's okay, you deal with my silly all the time," you give him a small encouraging smile, "What does the pretty doctor have in between hands?"

"I–" he hesitates again before sighing and mumbling like a child, "I bought you something."

"Oh?" you truly didn't expect that answer, surprise flooding your features, "Why are you so flustered then? Can I see it?"

The crimson color returns to his cheek and you think he's a second away from bolting out from the room. He hangs his head in defeat and finally relents, revealing the mysterious black bag from behind his back.

Giving him a quizzical look, you take it in your hands. You're almost apprehensive as you pull out the silk paper from the top and discover a small nondescript box inside. The cardboard feels expensive against your hands, you shoot your nervous boyfriend another glance before finally opening it.

"Oh."

Silence fills the room for the next few seconds. You're about to open your mouth when—

"I'm sorry!" Spencer's nervous energy snaps and he starts babbling out an apology, "You don't have to wear it. I shouldn't have bought it without asking you first. I– I can't return it but we can just toss it and forget about it. I'm sorry, really, please don't think that I'm a creep."

You can't help it, you laugh at his frantic response, "Calm down, Spencer, you're not a creep. I love it."

Spencer seems about to go off into another lengthy apology before your words register on his brain.

"...What?"

"I love it." You smile genuinely at him before looking down at the contents of the box. Inside rests a set of lovely purple lace lingerie. Your hand reaches for the material and your smile widens even more at the luxurious feel of the fabric.

You launch yourself to hug him, "Thank you!"

"You're not mad?" He asks as if he was expecting you would slap him rather than hug him. You feel the heat of his flushed cheeks against you.

"Why would I?" You take the garments between your fingers and appreciate them closely. Taking pity on his nerves, you give his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "You're allowed to buy sexy underwear you want to see your girlfriend in, Spencer."

"Am I?" he says incredulously.

"Yes," You respond, chuckling and then grinning excitedly, "I'll go try it on!"

His eyes widen comically and before he can say anything else you run with your new set to lock yourself inside the bathroom.

You shed your clothes and put on the lacey bra and matching panties, critically observing your reflection on the mirror. It's a really pretty set. The lace feels soft and expensive against your skin, Spencer must have spent a considerable amount on it.

The lingerie set it's not even that risqué to have put Spencer at the edge of a panic attack, you think to yourself with amusement, you've seen more provocative stuff in department stores.

Trutfully, it's perfect. The bra hugs your breasts, pushing them up and leaving the top prettily displayed, the panties frame your bum flatteringly and cinch around your hips perfectly. Plus the color contrasts nicely with your skin tone, though you suspect that's not the reason why he chose it.

Giving one last appreciative glance to your figure, you fluff your hair before exiting the bathroom.

You find Spencer sitting on the side of the bed, playing with his hands like he always does whenever he's nervous. His head immediately snaps up at the creek of the door.

Gathering all your courage, you put on a show, walking through your room with an enticing sway of your hips, your eyes staring directly at him.

Humming the tune of that one sexy song, you give a slow and playful turn to let him take you all in. You stop when you are facing him again, your hands resting on your hips and your eyebrow raising expectantly, "Well? How do I look?"

Spencer is too stunned to speak, his mouth parted in a dumb expression of wonder. It gives you an incredible rush.

"Sweet heavens," he exhales, you don't think he knows he's saying it out loud.

Under his admiring gaze, you become suddenly shy, your hands crossing over your middle, not knowing how to deal with so much of his undivided attention. "Oh, um... it fits."

"It certainly does," Spencer whispers in that airy tone again, his fingers stretching towards you and delicately tracing the edge of the lace panties. Goosebumps erupt all over you.

"Didn't think you'd know my bra size," you comment, desperately trying to stop your heart from wildly beating inside your ribcage.

"I didn't," He pulls you closer and you fall onto his lap, your arms instinctively closing around his neck, "I calculated it based on my memories."

"So you've thought about me naked while you were buying it," you say, regaining some of your confidence.

That seems to pull him out of his indulgent trance, his ears turning a bit pink, "Well... yeah, but just because they said I couldn't return underwear and–"

You stop him before he flusters himself again, "I'm just teasing you, Spence. You are also allowed to think of your girlfriend naked."

He looks up at your face and his lips curl in an uncharacteristically smug smirk.

"Not now!" You exclaim chuckling and slapping his shoulder playfully, "I guess that eidetic memory can serve naughtier purposes."

Spencer huffs out a laugh and closes his arms around your waist, pecking your lips sweetly, "You liked your present then, sweetheart?"

"I do, it's lovely," You pretend to go for another kiss but instead push his chest, making him fall back on the mattress.

“Hey,” he protests weakly, looking up at you with adoring eyes.

You lean forward, caging his head between your arms, a coy smile forming on your face, “Let's give that wonderful brain of yours a fresh memory to relive, eh?”

Let's just say the lingerie set doesn't stay on for much longer after that.

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I'm shamelessly peaking my head in here again, sorry for taking so long without posting, life has been having fun kicking my ass but luckily I'm on vacation now so I'll be more active yaaay

♡, reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

Requests are open!!

hope ya liked it, byebye

my masterlist

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

About those prompts... smut6&10 with woosanhwa pretty pleaseee🥺🥺

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ #3

PAIRING: Woosanhwa x F! Reader

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Thighfucking, handjob, unprotected sex, slight breast/nipple play, slight degradation and slut shaming, use of nicknames (baby, darling etc), double penetration if you squint, spanking (literally one spank-)

WORD COUNT: 718

A/N: pookie believe me when I saw this request, I WAS SO DAMN EXCITED AHHHHHG (btw I'm so sorry for not using prompt #10 cause it just didn't fit in 😭)

PROMPTS USED:

#6: "Stay still while I fuck your thighs nice and good, hm?"

San's hands hovered your breasts, softly caressing your skin – kneading them. Your soft whimpers are swallowed by Wooyoung’s lips. The two men let their hands wander around your body, San's lips kissing and nibbling on your skin. Your hands grasp onto Wooyoung's shoulders, parting your lips slightly to let his tongue take over yours. You barely notice San had moved away from behind you – only realising when Seonghwa spoke next to your ear.

“Stay still while I fuck your thighs nice and good, alright?” His words send sparks down your spine, your pussy clenching in excitement. Seonghwa's hands come down to grasp your hips tightly. Wooyoung's lips move down to your neck, giving your lips freedom to moan out loud when you feel Seonghwa's cock sliding against your slick folds.

“H-Hwa, feels g-good” You whimper right after your sentence. His hips slapped against your ass for every thrust as he squeezed your thighs against each other. You feel your hand being pulled from Wooyoung's grasp and you look down to find San wrapping your fingers around his member.

Seonghwa grunts and moans next to your ear, his hips hitting your bottom hastily. “Of course, it feels good doesn't it, baby? You want my cock in you so badly don't you?” You nod desperately while you slowly move your hand up and down San's length. “Fuck, keep going baby” His words were a cue for you to work your hand faster on him while your hips jerked back into Seonghwa's hips.

Wooyoung's lips nibble on your nipples, his tongue circling around the spot – wetting and biting on the tip. The meek sensation along with Seonghwa's cock rubbing against your folds was enough to bring you to an orgasm.

You cry out loudly, clenching your thighs around Seonghwa’s dick while your hand is still. San grunts, wrapping his hand around yours before thrusting up into your hand.

You barely come down from your high when “Fuck- I'm cumming” Seonghwa's thrusts turn sloppy, his cock throbbing as ropes of cum paint yours and Wooyoung's thighs. It isn't long after that San groans into your ear before cumming all over your hand – his hips twitching slowly before coming to a halt.

You feel a pair of hands grope your ass, pulling you down onto their lap – swiftly causing you to look down. You find Wooyoung with his hair messily sitting above his head, while his hands work to pull you down onto his cock. The tip of his length prodding at your hole has you moaning out loud as you bury your face in his shoulder.

“Fuck, stay still, baby, gonna fuck you open on my dick.” Wooyoung says as his hands grip your hips bruisingly. Your walls swallow his cock in, clamming around him instantly. Your hands wrap around his neck as you let his hands slip under your ass, slowly rising your lower body till only the tip of his dick stayed inside before slamming you back on his cock again. You shriek out in pleasure, your back arching against him, causing his face to be shoved in between your boobs.

His hands control your movements as a whole, bouncing you up and down messily. San slowly behind you, his hands intertwining with your hair strands before tugging your head back. He attaches his lips to your neck in a split second, sucking behind dark hickeys.

Wooyoung thrusts up into your pussy at an uneven pace – gripping your thighs. A loud moan falls off your lips when you feel Seonghwa's slender fingers rub your tight hole. “H-Hwa too much” Your pathetic plea is responded with a spank to your ass, “You don't get to choose, baby. Shut your slutty mouth and take what we give you, alright?”

You can barely shoot him a nod when his finger pushes in your hole, “Aren't you just a slut for us to use, darling?” San's soft tone contradicting his dirty words was enough to send you over the edge. You let out a series of ‘yes’ as you clenched around Wooyoung's dick.

Your eyes roll back from the overwhelming pleasure you feel once his warm cum fills you up to the brim.

You can barely get yourself to create a proper sentence as your body goes pliant against them for a few minutes.

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You then wake up to kisses and arms wrapped around you, while you're dressed in the most comfortable hoodie with a five course meal ready for you.

[sansaorgana]

Hi, I sent in the ask about smut? I was thinking about one where Gale is just so gentle during sex, holding you close and making sure you're okay? I just think he'd be so sweet

hello! 🌷 thank you for the request 👀 I'm a bit rusty with writing smut but I tried my best 😅 Buck and reader are married here and he's back from the war 🥰

btw Viola I'm sorry for using your gif for this 😂 I love you 😘

my inbox is open for blurb/short fic requests for major cleven 🤗

🔞 THIS FIC IS 18+ 🔞

You missed him so badly all those lonely nights when you blasphemously dreamt of his big hands roaming all over your feverish body, right after praying for his safety. As soon as the prayer ended, the fever started and no amount of pacing around, sipping water from the glass by the bed or reading books could help. It was a fire that only Buck could put out. You slept with the window slightly opened even during winter, writhing and sweating under the covers, whispering his name like it was another prayer. Touching yourself but it was never enough. How could it be?

And now you had him back in your arms and you were paralyzed underneath his body like you forgot how to do anything. It had been some time, of course, but you dreamt of this every night. Yet, there was no power in you to take over and show him how much you had missed him. You just wanted to lay down and savour every moment he spent on pleasing you.

"Baby, we don't have to do it tonight," Gale whispered and you furrowed your brows.

"What do you mean?" you asked and caressed the back of his head. "Are you tired, honey?"

"No, I mean… You seem to be absent," he noticed as his bright eyes searched through your face, worryingly. God, he was so beautiful with his cheek scratched and full lips slightly parted, a golden strand of hair falling down nonchalantly over his forehead. You couldn't believe he was yours and only yours.

"I want it, I just… I missed you so much, Buck. And now you're here with me, you're back, safe and sound, you're back for good and I… It's overwhelming," you confessed, avoiding his gaze.

"Oh, sweetheart," he cooed to you as his big, warm hands worked on pushing your nightgown up, slowly, tickling your skin with his fingertips and causing the goosebumps to appear on your arms. You moaned softly and he brought his lips to yours to give you a big kiss on the lips. "I missed you, too, doll. Every day and every night. You were always on my mind," he confessed in hasty whispers between the passionate kisses.

"I can't believe you've been a good boy, Buck," you giggled but he stopped immediately and cupped your face to make you look at him. His expression was dead serious. "Hey, it was a joke, baby," you explained.

"Don't make jokes like that, (Y/N). I didn't go there to have fun. I left fun here," he looked down at your body and then went back to your eyes. "It was my duty what I did there. I served my country to keep you safe."

"I know," you whispered softly. "Buck, I'm sorry. I know," you nodded and he nodded back before pressing his forehead to yours and going back to kissing you. You got lost in his taste and his sweet breath as you tangled your hands in his golden hair and pulled on it slightly.

Gale helped you to get out of your nightgown and placed lots of small kisses all over your jaw and neck, making you melt whenever he sucked on some sweet spot that would make you see stars. His fingers reached down to pull your panties and rub circles where you needed him the most. He smirked at how wet you already were for him.

"Well, well, well, Mrs. Cleven," he teased and you gasped at the sound of your surname coming out of his mouth in that deep voice of his. You had married shortly before he left so you weren't used to being called that. Not by him. "Is everything alright?" he furrowed his brows.

"I'm fine, sir," you smiled at him and he chuckled as his long fingers finally found their way inside you, curling and rubbing you vigorously. You arched your back at that sensation. It wasn't the real thing yet but it was already much better than what you had to live with until now. It was his very real touch, scratching the feverish itch deep inside that had been making you so frustrated for the past few months. It was like the wedding night all over again. "I'm so happy you're back with me," you whispered softly, almost inaudibly.

"And I'm happy to be back," he leaned in to kiss you all over your face as his fingers explored you gently, taking their time. His warm, muscular chest was pressed to yours and he watched carefully your facial expressions. Each time you winced or whined, he would slow down or stop completely, but at the same time he was getting drunk on your reactions and sweet moans.

"I'm gonna…" you closed your eyes, chasing the high you almost reached.

"No, doll, not yet," Buck stopped and you whined. He took his fingers out of you, leaving you with the painful feeling of emptiness. Instead, he took your panties off completely and got rid of his boxer shorts as well. He was more than ready for you now and you swallowed thickly at the sight.

It had been some time since the last one. And even then, you hadn't been married for long. You didn't get used to that fully yet.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I got you," he whispered as he put one of his hands under your back to pull you even closer to his chest. You felt his heart beating and his breath on your neck. Your legs opened wider to take him in.

"Mrs. Cleven?" he asked just to be sure. You only let out a nod in response. "Use your words, darling."

"Go on, Mr. Cleven," you crossed your legs behind his back and felt him slowly sliding inside. You throbbed around him, feeling every inch of him stretching you out in the most delicious way. Despite the pain, it was making you see stars from all the pleasure and the fulfillment.

Inch by inch, slowly, soon enough he was all the way in and gave you a moment to adjust to his size. In the meantime, Buck kissed away all the tears that showed up in the corners of your eyes from how overwhelming it felt.

"You're such a good, brave girl, you know that?" he asked and you nodded before kissing him and bucking your hips a little to let him know you were ready for him to thrust inside of you. His hips started to rock, hitting your sweet spot and making you moan out his name over and over again. You were almost out of your breath and completely out of your mind to finally have him like that.

Buck held one of your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours before bringing it up to his mouth to place tiny kisses upon your knuckles.

"I love you," he whispered and you wanted to tell him the same thing badly, but you couldn't. You couldn't say anything else except for his name that you kept saying over and over like a prayer.

"Buck… Buck… Buck…" you let go of his hand and grabbed his bicep to squeeze it and scratch it as you felt the overwhelming waves of pleasure growing inside of you.

"I know, doll," he shushed you and picked up the pace, still holding you close but making sure your bed squeaked as the frame began to hit on the wall gently. The sound alone mixed with your gasps and moans was enough to drive him crazy but he wanted to make you finish first. "Let go for me, baby," he breathed out, watching in awe all of your facial expressions; your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your toes curled and your lips parting lustfully.

"I'm gonna, oh, Buck…" was all you were able to said before exploding around him and getting lost in the pleasure. A few shivers went down your body as you squeezed him and he began to thrust even faster to finish as well. Not long after you felt your insides getting warm and sticky as Buck's sweaty face was inches away from yours. You put your hands behind his head and brought him down for a wet, sloppy kiss.

"Oh, baby," you smiled softly. "It feels so good to have you back."

"Damn it does," he chuckled and kissed your forehead as you giggled. "I'm gonna stay like that for a while, is that alright?"

"Yes, sir," you bit on your lower lip as your right hand started to draw circles upon his chest above you.

Suddenly, the lovely moment was spoiled by the sound of loud barking coming from the downstairs. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

"Sorry, it's Meatball. I don't think he likes being down there all alone, you know?" Buck explained.

"So, we're gonna let him sleep in our bed?" you asked, unsurely. You didn't mind your husband bringing a whole huge dog from the war but you weren't sure about it invading your personal space so much.

"Might be a good practice," Buck kissed your forehead and finally got out of you and the bed to put his boxer shorts back on. You covered yourself with a blanket and watched him with a soft smile.

"Practice?" you asked, teasingly.

"Before we have babies of our own, Mrs. Cleven," he winked at you and went down to get Meatball. You giggled like a schoolgirl at that as you felt your cheeks heating up.

MASTERLIST || BUCK MASTERLIST

[atticsandwichclub]

Obey Me Favorite Positions MDNI

btw I block empty untitled profiles that interact with me. Profiles that are empty and untitled look similar to spam accounts to me. I also block profiles that say "minor" or just don't have an age. If I say mdni, I mean MDNI.

I only did Lucifer, Mammon, and Beel for this one. I'll do the other brothers later.

I don't use any pronouns nor do I mention anything about the reader's chest so like GN I guess? I refer to the reader's genitalia as a pussy. Creampies and all that nasty shit

TW choking

THEIR FAVORITE POSITIONS 

LUCIFER - MISSIONARY

You lie on your back and spread your legs for him so he can grab the back of your knees and pin your legs down 

He loves pushing his cock in and seeing your pussy lips spread around him

He spends half the time looking at your fucked out face and the other half watching his cock slip in and out while your juices start to get creamy 

He likes to stop while he's in balls deep so he can grind on your clit

Whenever he can feel the walls of your squelching pussy starting to convulse around his cock, he knows you’re about to cum all over him

It hits you so hard, you can’t help but squeeze your eyes shut while your legs shake

While he’s still fucking your pussy loose, he releases one of your legs and wraps around your throat

He bends down to meet your face so he can order you, "Look me in my eyes when you cum on my cock” 

MAMMON - DOGGYSTYLE/BACKSHOTS

You have your face down in a pillow and your ass arched up with your soaked pussy ready for Mammon to use

He loves this position because he can watch your ass bounce up and down his cock 

He slides in balls deep and watches how your pussy juices wet his entire length as he slides back out 

He lets you move back and forth on him at your own pace before he puts both hands on your back to pin you down and pound into you

This man REALLY loves watching your ass recoil each time he thrust himself into you

I know Mammon would have it sounding like a round of applause in the room

He would def have your shit sounding like someone’s mixing macaroni too

He keeps moaning and mumbling about how tight you are and how good your pussy looks being stretched by him

“Your pussy’s so wet baby. Mmm that’s it, cream all over my cock.”

Seeing your pussy cream his dick is really his favorite thing about fucking you, no matter what position you’re in

His dick is actually starting to turn white due to your creamy pussy and his cum

He’s about to cum in you again but he doesn’t dare stop, your pussy’s way to fucking good to stop

BEELZEBUB - STAND AND CARRY 

It’s Beel’s favorite position because he gets to pick you up and slide your tight little pussy up and down his fat cock 

Both of his huge strong hands had a handful of your ass so he was able to lift you to the tip of his cock and back down to the base of it. He made sure to thrust balls deep in your pussy so he could have your juices gushing around his cock. 

He loved listening to you whimper as you came on him. Your moaning combined with the loud squelching sounds of your sopping wet pussy would push him to the edge. 

He cums in your pussy but that doesn't stop him from fucking you onto his dick 

Both his cum and your creamy juices mix together and drip down to his balls and then to the floor. Every time he thrust in; the juices squirt out below you.

Someone’s going to have to mop the floor/clean the carpet after he’s done with you

[mangekyuou]

Is there anyway you can do headcannon NSFW version of law , sanji and zoro and how they would react to having a shy girlfriend in bed. Like she doesn't make much noises , blushes at every touch and is very very sensitive? I love love love your writing BTW! I don't want to just impose a ask without letting you know that! Thank you!!

⟡    ֺ   𓂂  headcanons  ,  with a shy s/o in bed.

✸     characters! . . .  law, sanji & zoro.

✸     cw(s)! . . .  nsfw. implied f!reader. use of ‘attagirl’ in zoro’s. no pronouns used. not proofread. minors DNI.

✸     notes! . . .  these were kind of all over the place ?? i don’t know ?? and thank you so much for the support <333 thank you for requesting !! 

law doesn’t mind you being shy, however, he would like to hear from you to know how you’re feeling

he tests out the waters a lot. he needs to know your limits, what makes you feel good, and what makes you feel uncomfortable

doesn’t accept head nods, he needs to hear you say yes every time he asks you if something is okay

he maps out your body with his mouth and fingers, finding where you are the most sensitive

when he feels like he knows what makes you tick, what gives you the most pleasure, he’ll definitely lighten up and tease you a bit

how you unintentionally arch your back, as his calloused fingers trail down your body. the way your legs close a little when he gets closer to your core.

the way you raised your hands to cover your pleasured expression. but no

“how cute” he tells you as he grabs your wrist, pinning them above you. he wants to see you, all of you

sanji loves how shy you are because he loves flustering you, and making you speechless

he takes his time, he’s in no rush. slipping off your clothes one by one, between breath-taking, passionate kisses and love confessions

he just loves making you feel like the most beautiful person on the planet, in the galaxy even

he could do this for hours

he’d do anything just to get a sound out of you. to hear you moan and whimper underneath his touch, to let him know that he’s taking care of you

he feels that you want him, but he wants to know that you want him. he wants to hear you say it. the way “i need you” falls from your lips, is enough to send chills down his spine

you being very sensitive drives him insane. seeing your mouth fall open, watching your body react to the slightest touch ?? he short circuits

sanji is very much into body worship. it’s kinda his thing. he will leave no part of your body untouched, mumbling into your skin about how perfect you are

zoro himself is not much of a talkative fellow in the bedroom. 

a few low grunts and curses under his breath. or the occasional “mine” that he mumbles against your skin

he has difficulty getting used to your lack of sounds.

he needs to hear how good he’s making you feel. not just for his ego, but he wants to know to learn your body from top to bottom.

what gives you chills, what makes you sigh, what makes you twitch

he’ll tease you a little about your shyness as he pushes you to the limits, pressing you against the wall, spreading your legs with his rough hand

he loves seeing you flustered, not even able to look him in the eye.

“eyes on me” not that he gives you much of a choice, bringing his hand up to your jaw to make you look at him “attagirl”

© MANGEKYUOU  —  do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

[itsmealaiah]

2011 Bill with crybaby reader like just rough sx and reader just yapping about how good she feels?!(btw love your writting!<3)

aw thank you!

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tags/ warnings: crybaby reader, p0rn w/o plot, just sex, my ass being horny at the ungodliest hours of the night, degradation

MDNI ⚠️

do not repost on any other website, claim as your own, copy and paste, or translate. read on @itsmealaiah only. use is and will only be intended for this blog.

pairing: bill x afab

Bill's POV:

The room was dark, the only light coming from the full moon that streamed in through the curtains. I could hear her breathing, rapid and excited, and I knew she was waiting for me. I moved silently across the floor, my heart pounding in anticipation. When I reached the bed, I climbed on top of her, pinning her down with my weight. Her soft, warm skin felt incredible beneath my fingers as I began to unbutton her shirt.

She arched her back, pressing her chest against my hand, and I could feel her nipples harden beneath my palm. "God, Bill," she moaned, "I need you." Her voice was muffled, as if she were speaking through a ball gag. I smiled, reaching down to undo my pants.

As I pulled my cock free, she writhed beneath me, her hands grasping at the sheets, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck me," she whispered, her voice desperate and pleading. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my dick pressing against her wetness, and then, with a swift thrust, I was inside her.

Her body welcomed me with a moan that vibrated through my entire being. "Oh my God," she breathed, "you feel so good." I began to move, slowly at first, then faster and faster, losing myself in the rhythm of our bodies. "Yeah," she panted, "give it to me, Bill. Give me everything you've got."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew there was no holding back now. I gripped her hips tightly, thrusting harder and deeper, feeling her inner walls clench around me with each stroke. "Fuck," she moaned, "I'm so close."

I leaned forward, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "Don't… don't come yet." Her body tensed, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she fought against the oncoming release. "That's it," I urged, "just let it happen."

Her hips bucked wildly, meeting my thrusts with a desperate urgency that left us both panting. "Bill," she moaned, her voice tight and straining. And then, with a cry that seemed to rip through her very soul, she came, her inner walls gripping me so tightly that I could feel every tremor, every pulse of pleasure.

Her body went limp beneath me, her head falling back against the pillow with a sigh. I continued to move, my thrusts slowing but growing deeper, savoring the sensation of being so completely connected to her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her skin flushed with exertion and pleasure.

I reached down, my fingers finding the base of her spine, and began to massage her gently. "You feel so good," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. "God, you're so tight." I could feel her body respond to my touch, growing wetter, more ready for me. I withdrew my fingers, only to replace them with my cock, thrusting back inside her.

She let out a moan that seemed to vibrate through the room, and I could feel her muscles tense and relax around me in perfect rhythm. I began to move faster, my hips meeting hers in a frenzied dance of desire. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as she arched her back off the bed.

"Oh God, Bill," she cried, "I need you so deep." Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew there was no holding back now. I gripped her hips tightly, pulling her body toward mine, lost in the feeling of being so close, so connected.

Her nails dug into my shoulders as she arched her back, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "I'm close," she moaned, "I'm so close." And with that, her body tensed and she let out a long, shuddering cry of release. Her muscles gripped me tightly, her inner walls contracting in time with each pulse of pleasure that coursed through her. I felt my own release building, felt the urgency of it as I looked down at her flushed face, her lips parted in a silent scream of ecstasy.

I moved faster, deeper, lost in the rhythm of our bodies and the heat that flowed between us. My hips met hers in perfect sync, our breath mingling in the air as we struggled to catch our breath. Her fingernails left trails of fire on my back, urging me on, driving me closer to the edge. And then, finally, I felt myself spilling over the brink, my cock throbbing as I emptied myself into her.

She cried out, her body arching underneath me, her muscles clenching around me as if trying to hold me inside her. I felt my control slipping, my hips thrusting faster and harder, lost in the sensation of being so deeply connected to her. Her nails raked down my back, leaving trails of pleasure-pain, and I knew I was close. So close.

With a groan, I leaned down, my lips finding hers in a hungry kiss. She tasted like sweat and desire, like the most addictive drug I'd ever known. Her tongue darted out, tangling with mine as our bodies moved together in perfect harmony. I felt the first tremors of my release, the hot liquid spilling into her, and with a growl, I thrust harder, deeper, desperate to feel her around me as I emptied myself completely.

Her nails dug into my shoulders, her legs wrapped tightly around my hips, her body arching up off the bed in a frenzy of movement. She cried out my name, her voice hoarse and raw, and I knew I could feel her orgasm building, teetering on the edge. I held her gaze, unwilling to break the connection between us as I continued to move, relentless in my need to make her feel every inch of me.

Her inner walls clenched tightly around me, her muscles rippling beneath my skin, and with a long, shuddering moan, she came, her body going limp beneath mine. I could feel the wave of pleasure radiating out from her core, washing over me, making me tremble with the force of it. I thrust one last time, feeling her body grip me tightly, her muscles milking me until the last, satisfying drop had spilled from my body.

We lay there together, our sweat-slicked skin pressed tightly against one another, our hearts racing and our breath coming in ragged gasps. I could feel her fingers lazily tracing patterns on my back, her touch so light and gentle it was almost a caress. I rolled to the side, propping myself up on one elbow to look down at her. She looked so beautiful, her face flushed with passion and her lips still swollen from our kisses.

"You're amazing," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. "You feel so good." She smiled up at me, her eyes shining with happiness and contentment. "I love you," she said simply, and I knew that in that moment, nothing else mattered.

a/n: i might stop writing for tokio hotel after all my TH reqs are done