#PPCUSmutChallenge

[mushgloomz]

The PPCU Smut Writing Challenge

this is my little nod to the very reason i reinstalled tumblr after nearly ten years of not using it; the reason why so many of us have converged on this cesspit of a site - the love of smut. in homage to such a genre, i'm excited to share that i will be hosting a PPCU smut writing challenge for anyone that would like to get involved!

The Rules:

This challenge will be strictly 18+ for obvious reasons. Minors will not be able to participate.

The deadline for this challenge is the 24th of May 2025 - if anyone would like an extension, just lemme know!

To participate, please send me (@mushgloomz ) an ask - that way, I can keep track of entries and make sure everyone's work gets reblogged and compiled into a masterlist after the event <3

Please post all entries under the tag #PPCUSmutChallenge

The Challenge:

Now for the juicy stuff - the challenge itself. I have three wheels at my disposal - one with most of the PPCU boys, another with typical smut fanfiction tropes, and a third wheel that I have aptly named 'Add a little spice'.

When you send me an ask, I will spin for your Pedro boy and your trope - if you're feeling frisky/want a little more of a challenge, please add a flame emoji (🔥) and a number between 1 and 3. I will then spin that number of times on the third wheel, which will give you some specific details for you to incorporate. I have included the full list of additional themes at the end of this post; please specify in your ask if there are any themes that you are uncomfortable with, and I will re-spin if you get any of those!

You can write as much or as little as you would like; drabbles, blurbs or oneshots, all are perfect!

I'm so excited to see if a) this flops and b) hopefully getting a fresh wave of smut on my timeline! <3

Full list of additional smut themes (third wheel):

69

Affair/Cheating

Age Gap

As Quiet as Possible

Blindfolded

Bondage

Breeding Kink

Choking

CNC

Cowgirl

Daddy Kink

Dark!Character

Degradation

Doggy Style

Edging

Exhibitionism

Face Sitting

Free Use

Knife/Sharps Play

Loud

Mating Press

Missionary

Mutual Masturbation

Oral

Orgasm Denial

Overstimulation

Pet Play

Phone/Video Sex

Praise

Reverse Cowgirl

Roleplay

Size Kink

Somnophilia

Spanking/Slapping

Speedbump

Talk Them Through It

Uniform

Voyeurism

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a fitting punishment

pairing: sub bottom frankie morales x dom top male reader

summary: frankie has been called up to his lieutenants office on bad behaviour. his lieutenant tells him he needs to be punished 

tags: MDNI,  army, typical army violence, lieutenant x soldier, uniform kink, breeding kink, edging, degradation, hair pulling, messy oral, reader is a little mean to frankie

word count: 2.3k

a/n: second prompt for @mushgloomz's PPCUSmutChallenge!! i was given frankie and boss/secretary with uniform, breeding kink, and edging. i took the boss/secretary thing in an army direction. the intro briefly mentions the Afghanistan and frankie defy orders to do a literal war crime so if that makes u uncomfortable, don't read it. but it's mainly smut w little plot.

Frankie didn’t wanna be here right now. Yes, he didn’t want to be in Afghanistan fighting a war he’s become all but disillusioned with, but that wasn’t the current problem. He didn’t wanna be here, on his knees in his lieutenant’s office, in front of you. 

Frankie’s never been one to exactly play by the rules. He does what he thinks is the best in any situation, regardless of whether it breaks command. And he’s been getting away with it too. Until today.

His squad had orders to carry out a strike in a civilian area with Frankie flying them in on the chopper. However, that did not go as planned. Frankie knew the coordinates he was given were a small town with no connection to the Taliban. They had scoped it out early that month, coming up bare with any potential threats. Their orders were essential criminal on the international scale and despite how many lives he’d taken out here, Frankie still had a sense of morals. Too bad his higher-ups didn’t. 

“Lieutenant, with all due respect, there’s is no way I’m flying my squad in there to strike a civilian area, that we know is clear,” Frankie had said as you called him into your office, “the ICC would have our asses for that- excuse my language.” 

You scowl Frankie, gripping the arm of your chair. You’re not used to being talked back to. Your position as lieutenant means everyone around you typically obeys immediately, either out of fear or respect, or a twisted mix of both. But Frankie was different. He stood steadfast in his convictions and did not allow himself to be intimidated. It made him a shitty soldier but a damn fine man. There’s something so intriguing about the way his soft brown eyes flare with determination as he speaks. You think the fact that he’s willing to stand up to you is what makes him so enticing. 

“Your language will not be excused, Morales,” you grunt, standing and moving round the desk to stand face to face with Frankie, “and neither will your insolence and blatant disobedience. Lock the door.” Frankie’s brow furrows and his soft eyes blink at you for a moment, confused by your request.

“Why-”

“Did I say you could speak, soldier?” you snap, interrupting Frankie. He shakes his head and turns to lock the door to your office. 

“So, Catfish can listen,” you chuckle as Frankie slinks back to you, his determined resolve already breaking, “Good boy. But one good deed ain’t gonna fix your long line of disobedience. I’ve been letting you get away with crap for too long. If you have trouble following instructions, maybe you can listen to good ol’ brute force.” You grip the back of Frankie’s neck hard, pulling his face a mere inch away from yours.

“Get on your fuckin’ knees, Morales,” you growl, spit hitting Frankie’s face. You can feel the way he recoils subtly, going stiff with disgust. With a reluctant grunt, he drops to his knees in front of you. Instinctively, as if he’s falling into an act he practiced time and again, he looks up at you for his next instruction. His eyes are wide and his eyelashes flutter softly as he stares at you. He looks like a wet dream come true and you’ve barely touched him. 

Without so much as a word, Frankie feels his face shoved into your fatigues, his nose pressed against the zip as he breathes in a mix of dirt, sweat, and pure lust. You rub his face against your crotch, groaning at the illicit friction it produces. Frankie stays stiff, simply letting himself be used by you. 

“Finally, you’ve shut the fuck up,” you chuckle, your voice already breathy with undisguisable desire, “let’s see if we can put that mouth of yours to good work, hmm?” You pull Frankie back, your fingers still gripped tight in his curls, as you unzip your fatigues and pull out your cock. 

As soon as your aching erection is on display, something in Frankie’s eyes changes. His incessant disobedience is gone, now replaced by a look you’ve only seen in the eyes of prostitutes; a look of pure submission. 

“Open up, Morales,” you say, running the leaking tip of your cum along the seam of his lips. Frankie’s mouth drops open, his jaw hanging slack as he opens up to reveal a needy tongue, desperate for a taste. 

You don’t leave Frankie wanting for long, shoving your cock down his throat with one cruel thrust. Frankie’s throat convulses and he pulls back. Before he can pull all the way off your cock, your grip tightens in his hair and pulls him back down your shaft. Frankie gags but doesn’t resist any longer, he forces himself to relax as you hold him still to fuck his face. The small office space is filled with the lewd sound of your moans and the sloppy chokes of Frankie on your cock.

“Use that tongue of yours, Morales,” you grunt, “I know you can use it for more than talking back.” Frankie obeys, moving his tongue as well as he can around your relentlessly thrusting cock. He tries to focus on breathing through his nose but the sensation of you hitting the back of his throat and trying to move his tongue at the same time proves too much. He coughs and splutters round your cock, spit running down his chin. He taps your hip, desperate for you to pull out and let him breathe. You finally relent, pulling your cock out of his mouth. As much as you wanna cum down his throat, you have no intention to suffocate Frankie. 

Frankie collapses forwards, gripping onto your legs as he coughs and gasps for air. You loosen your grip in his hair, instead petting it softly. “You’re alright, Morales,” you coo, “I ain’t gonna let you choke.” 

As Frankie’s breathing returns to normal, he looks back up at you. His eyes are bloodshot, tears are streaked down his cheeks, and precum and spit decorate his beard. Fuck, he looks beautiful. He doesn’t know if he’s allowed to talk yet so he simply nuzzles your slick cock with his nose and keens. 

“You want more?” As soon as you ask, Frankie nods, sticking his tongue out. “What a good slut,” you hum, cupping his face gently, “get up and bend yourself over my desk. Now.”

Frankie scrambles to his feet, quickly undoing his fatigue pants and bending over your desk, his plump ass out of display. You walk over, giving Frankie’s ass a soft squeeze as you take in every gorgeous inch. You pull his cock back and press his thighs together so his leaking cock is framed beautifully for you to see from behind. 

“You’re so hard, just from sucking my dick,” you chuckle, running a hand over Frankie’s cock, smearing the precum over the head, “you’re gonna be so much fun to breed.” Frankie lets out a needy whimper at your words, his cock twitching in your hand. 

“Oh? You like that do ya?” Frankie nods, dropping his head so you can’t see how hard he’s flushing. You wrap a hand firmly round his cock, stroking it roughly, creating a tight seal round the head which makes Frankie moan. As you stroke his cock, you move one of your fingers into his ass. Despite the tight furl, it glides in, Frankie’s hole sucking it in lewdly.

“He’s hungry for me, ain’t he?” you groan, imagining the pressure around your finger was on your cock, “don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need real soon.” With that, you slip another finger in, slowly fingering Frankie open in time with your strokes of his cock. Frankie can no longer hold back his moans as you curl your fingers against his prostate. 

“Ngh- fuck, Lieutenant-” Frankie whimpers as you speed up your ministrations, “s-slower- ‘m gonna cum.” You immediately remove your hand from his cock, pausing your movements in his ass. Frankie whines at the loss of friction but you grip his hips before he can grind against your fingers.

“You don’t cum til I say so,” you grunt, “got it, Morales?” Frankie whimpers but nods, his cock aching for release between his legs. 

You finger him a little bit longer before finally pulling your fingers out. With a few quick strokes of your cock, you press it up to Frankie’s hole and push in slowly. Frankie’s back arches off the desk as he grips the edge to brace himself. He bites down hard on his bottom lip to stop himself from moaning too loud. As you bottom out, the head of your cock nicks his prostate and he can’t help but let a moan slip out. 

Taking his cock in one hand and gripping his waist with the other, you begin to fuck Frankie. You pull your hips back and thrust forwards hard as you stroke his cock at the rough pace you had before. 

“Oh fuck- Morales,” you groan, leaning over his back as his asshole clenches round your cock, “you feel so good round my cock. Gonna breed this tight ass, baby.”

Frankie lets out a loud moan, the feeling of your cock hitting his prostate and that grip on his cock getting him close to his orgasm embarrassingly fast. 

“Sh-shit,” Frankie moans, “getting close again.” This time you don't stop, you keep thrusting and stroking Frankie right to the edge. 

“I'm gonna-” Before he can reach his blissful release, you stop still. Frankie cries out, not in pleasure but in the pain of his broken release. 

“Not yet,” you grunt, “I haven't even cum.” You pause a moment, letting Frankie calm down before resuming your harsh thrusts inside him. This time you let go of his cock, focusing on your own pleasure. You grip his hips hard enough to bruise as you pull him back on your cock. 

As you fuck him, you pull him up so you're both now standing. Frankie whimpers, leaning his head back against your shoulder. He stares up at you with glossy eyes and a fucked out expression that makes your cock twitch. You wrap your arms around his stomach and kiss him. His lips are soft still slick with spit and precum. It’s a heady mixture. 

“Fuck you’re so pretty, baby,” you groan, pulling back from the kiss and fucking harder into Frankie’s plush ass, “want me to breed this ass? to fill it up with my cum so leaking for days?” He moans and clenches round your cock. 

“Yes! Please- please breed me,” Frankie whimpers, “I need it inside me- I need to feel your cum inside me!” You let out a guttural groan at Frankie’s desperate pleas. You push him forwards as he grips the desk and with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his hips, you thrust as hard and deep as you can. 

“Mmm- fuck- I’m gonna cum,” you pant, knowing you aren’t gonna last much longer inside him, “I’m gonna paint your insides white with my seed, Morales. Gonna breed you so good, everyone in your unit is gonna see what a slut you are for your Lieutenant’s cock. Gonna make you round with my child, for everyone to see.” Frankie moans at your words and you grip the base of his cock tight. 

“Don’t you dare fuckin’ cum yet,” you growl, “I gotta get this sweet pussy pregnant first.” Frankie lets out a whine as you call his asshole a pussy. He didn’t realise how much that’d turn him on.

“Please hurry up,” Frankie whines, crying at this point from how badly he needs to cum. You’re almost tempted to pull out to show Frankie he has no right to speak to his superior officer that way. But you’re too close to care anymore. With a few more deep thrusts, you bury your cock to the hilt inside Frankie and cum hard inside him. You collapse forwards, resting your head on his back as you fuck yourself through your orgasm. 

Finally, you move your hand on Frankie’s cock. “Your turn now, Morales. Cum for your Lieutenant.” It takes no more than three tight strokes and Frankie is cumming across your hand and the desk below him. You both slump against the desk, sweaty and exhausted. You press a soft kiss on the back of Frankie’s neck. He lets out a little whimper from the contact. 

After you both catch your breaths, you slip your cock out of Frankie’s ass. You watch with satisfaction as your cum pours lewdly out of his hole. You tuck yourself back into your pants, squeezing Frankie’s sore ass gently, and sit back down at your desk. 

Frankie slowly lifts himself up and pulls his pants back on. He looks down at the mess he made on your desk and flushes. 

“Sorry about the mess, sir,” Frankie mutters, unsure of how to approach the situation after what just happened. 

“It’s alright,” you smile at him, grabbing some tissues to wipe up the cum, “I hope you make a mess of it again.” Frankie’s chokes a little. 

“Again?” he asks, his voice filled with confusion and lingering desire. 

“Well, I assume you’re going to keep disobeying orders,” you say matter of fact, “and so I’m going to need compensation if I’m being forced to deal with the repercussions. And I can’t help but admit, I enjoyed myself, Morales. Good to know you can follow orders.” 

“I enjoyed myself too,” Frankie admits, “and if that’s the kinda punishment I get for being disobedient, I think I can handle it.” He straightens his clothes out and stands at attention for you, awaiting dismissal. You chuckle slightly at his newfound submission.

“At ease, Morales,” you sigh shaking your head, “now get out of here before I make you go a second round.” Frankie smirks, clearly holding himself back from teasing you. 

“Bye Lieutenant,” he says, unlocking the door and heading out. Before he shuts the door behind him, he gives you a wink. That will certainly not be the last time you get to punish Frankie.

[mushgloomz]

another PPCU Smut Challenge submission to coax me out of grieving? i think the fuck YES

thots and feelings under the cut:

GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET WE LOCKING IN

bitch my legs just spread 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

there are tears in my eyes AND my pussy from how much i need this are you INSANE?????? getting blindfolded so din can fulfill the munch prophecy? girl i’m cumming idc

this tin can WHORE is out here imagining how i taste?? this is criminal (i need him so bad)

reader is real as fuck for this because i too made a high-pitched noise reading this sentence fuckkkkkkk

pussy so good a fucking mando wanna cum instantaneously - ik that’s right 🫦

^ yeah, what the fruit said.

kait this was fucking stupendous - thank you so fucking much for participating and gracing us with this delicious space cowboy smut😩😩

One Room, One Bed

A/N: So this is for @mushgloomz PPCU smut challenge!! I got Din Djarin, the trope of one bed, and three spicy spins on the wheel: mutual masturbation, oral, and as quiet as possible. I had a lot of fun writing this evening though it always terrifies me to step into the Star Wars world to write. Thanks to @nonbinairyboi for hyping me up as always, and for my lovely graphic! 💕

Warnings: unprotected pinv sex, oral(f!receiving), fingering

“What do you mean there's only one room left?”, Din's voice came through the modulator on his helmet, and to anyone else he sounded normal. To you, though, he sounded agitated, and you knew why. Whenever you had to stay at an inn, Din had always gotten you both your own separate rooms, to protect his creed of not letting anyone see him without his helmet on. It didn't seem like that was going to be possible tonight. You stepped up, putting a hand on his beskar covered arm. “It's fine, we'll take it.”, you told the alien behind the desk, smiling sweetly to try and diffuse the tension. You took the offered key and pulled Din away from the desk sharply, causing the Mandalorian to stumble after you. As he fell into step beside you, you mumbled, “We don't need to be known for causing a scene, okay? We just got here.” He nodded once, taking the key from you and unlocking the door in front of you. You both walked in and surveyed the room; one bed stood there, headboard against the back wall of the room. You sighed, dropping your bag on the floor. “Well that's just great.”, you muttered, moving to the window to close the curtains against the rapidly darkening sky. You knew Din was watching you, trying to figure you out. He did that a lot, the watching; you had caught him staring at you more than a few times recently. “Look, I'll take the floor over on the other side. You always wake up before me, so you can take your helmet off once I'm asleep.”, you said, smiling weakly. Unsurprisingly, he shook his head at you; “You're not taking the floor, I am.”, he responded, a defiant tone to his words. “Din, I'm too tired to argue. Why don't we just share it? It's plenty big enough.”, you asked, pacing back and forth. “Okay.”, the word came out of his modulator after a moment’s hesitation, causing you to stop and stare at him. He shrugged, quickly busying himself with the bags still attached to his shoulders.

You had changed out of your clothes into your pajamas and watched from the bed as Din took off his armor, leaving him in his flightsuit and helmet. Your gaze traveled over his broad body before meeting his visor, which was staring at you. A slight gasp left your lips at being caught and you quickly turned over, turning the lamp out to keep him from seeing your reddening face. You felt the bed dip behind you as he settled in, and you forced yourself to stay still, willing yourself to sleep. The next time you woke up, the room was mostly silent. You felt movement beside you, but at first assumed it was just Din switching sleeping positions. However, the movement continued, and with it came the sound of slick skin on skin. You froze; is he…masturbating? A soft groan came from beside you, then another, then your name left his lips. Biting your bottom lip, your hand traveled down your body, reaching under your pyjama bottoms to trace the hem of your underwear. You shouldn't be doing this. But then another groan left Din's lips and your fingers dipped under the waistband. You just had to be quiet; two fingers slid through the sickness of your folds and you bit back a moan. Your thumb started rubbing at your clit in time to the sounds you heard from across the bed. Then, it happened- a moan slipped out of your mouth. Not loud enough for a normal person to hear it, but Din froze immediately. “Cyar’ika?”, his voice, deeper than normal, reached your ears. You turned your head, trying to pretend that everything was normal and you'd just woken up. It took you a minute to realize that his voice wasn't being heard through the modulator of his helmet. Immediately you yanked your vision back to the other side of the room. Your hand was still down your pants, frozen as he questioned you, asking you if something was wrong. You shook your head, praying to any god listening that he would just drop it. But of course, that wasn't Din's way; you heard the hiss of his helmet being put on and then a hand on your shoulder, turning you gently. You managed to yank your hand out of your pants before he turned you fully over, and you glanced down to find he had a pillow in his lap. “Din, I'm fine. Can we just go back to sleep?”, you asked, eyes pleading with his visor. “You were touching yourself weren't you.”, he stated, helmet tilting down at you curiously. You opened your mouth to deny it, but then decided not to bother. “Well, you started it, didn't you? I could hear you. You said my name.”, you accused, sitting up against the headboard. Surprisingly, his gaze didn't leave yours; instead, he sat up and moved closer to you. “Touch yourself cyar’ika.”, he demanded softly. You stared at him for a minute, seeing if he was serious. “You know I don't like repeating myself.”, he murmured, one large hand capturing your wrist and bringing it down to your waistband. A small whimper left you at the action, and you found yourself sliding your fingers underneath your shorts again, this time under Din's watchful gaze. Your fingers hit your swollen clit and you whined, sliding your fingers through your slick folds again and again. Din groaned, moving the pillow from his lap to reveal his cock, thick and hard from watching you. 

You couldn't believe this was happening, but it felt too good to care too much. You slid two fingers into your dripping cunt as you watched him fist his cock, thumbing over the head with a groan. “Fuck, let me see you, please.”, he moaned, other hand reaching for your shorts. You quickly shoved them down, kicking them and your underwear off, leaving your bottom half bare. He let out a soft moan as he watched you pump your fingers in and out, as if just now remembering where you were. You had been quiet up until now, but now you had to press your other hand to your mouth to muffle the whines and moans spilling from your lips. You came with a soft whine spilling out from behind your hand, and Din groaned at the sight of your pussy gushing and clenching around your fingers. His hand on his cock had slowed as he watched you, almost as if he were enraptured by the sight. You removed your fingers, wiping them on the sheets as you moved your hand away from your mouth, panting heavily. “Fuck, cyar’ika. Look so pretty when you come like that.”, he murmured, leaning over the edge of the bed for something. When he came back up, he had a piece of dark cloth in his hand. “I want to make you come again, but I need you to trust me.”, he said; you came closer, almost straddling him at this point. “Din, you know I trust you with my life.”, you responded gently, hand on his arm. He reached up, pulling the cloth around your eyes; instantly, you knew what it was for. He wanted to take his helmet off, and this would allow him to do it. You reached up and quickly tied the cloth at the back of your head, then reached back down, blindly reaching for him. 

Din grabbed your arms, pushing you down against the pillows, arranging you how he wants. You heard the hiss of his helmet coming off, along with the rustle of clothing, and your body tensed slightly in anticipation. “You have to be quiet for me, okay mesh'la?”, he murmured in your ear, voice deeper without the modulator in the way. You whimpered, nodding your head as his hands skimmed down your body, all the way down to your ankles before moving to your hips. “Din, please, don't tease me.”, you whined, hips bucking slightly as he cupped your cunt with one hand. For a moment, there was nothing; then, you felt him lick a stripe up your pulsing cunt from your entrance to your clit and you keened, almost coming off the bed completely. “Shhh, I won't keep going if you can't be quiet.”, he said firmly as he grasped your hips, pulling you closer to him. You clapped a hand over your mouth as his own closed over your clit, sucking hard, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Then, two of his fingers slid into you, stretching you better than you ever could and you moaned his name into your hand. “Fuck, cyar’ika, you taste so good. Better than I ever imagined.”, he murmured against your thigh, biting at the inner skin softly. You whimpered again, grinding your hips against his scruff covered face as he dove back into you. He groaned softly, lapping at you like a starving man. His fingers twisted and curled inside you as he kept sucking on your clit, and it took everything in you not to scream his name when they hit a particularly sensitive spot. Then, his tongue was inside you as his fingers moved up to pinch at your clit softly. You continued to grind against his face as he let you use him for your pleasure. “C'mon baby, I know you're close. Come for me.”, he moaned against you, pulling at your hips to suck at you from a different angle. As his tongue slid into you as far as it would go, his thumb pressed down on your clit and that was it. Your orgasm rushed through you like a wave and you bit down on your hand to keep from crying out as he worked you through it. 

You came down from your high slowly as Din kissed his way up your body, deftly undoing the buttons of your sleepshirt until it fell off your shoulders. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and you whined, curling a hand into soft hair and tugging gently. He groaned against you, switching to the other nipple and sucking hard. His kisses continued up your neck and jaw until he was hovering over your lips, ghosting over them with his own. Finally, he kissed you gently; your hands came up to cup his face as you gasped. His tongue slipped into your mouth and you could taste yourself on it. He groaned into your mouth as your hand slid down, cupping his erection. You twisted your wrist slightly, thumbing through the precum leaking from the tip. He pulled away from you, hissing slightly. "Mesh'la, stop. I want to be inside you when I cum.”, he murmured, kissing his way along your jawline. You made a high pitched noise at his words, trying to muffle it. He guided himself into you, cockhead notching at your entrance before sliding it through your folds teasingly. He enjoyed watching your face as he teased you, how your nose scrunched and your mouth formed a perfect ‘o’ shape. You tilted your head back as he continued to tease you, exposing more of your throat to him. He growled lowly, leaning down to suck a bruise into the sensitive skin as he finally, finally slid all the way into you. Your mouth hung open slightly as he bottomed out, and he nipped at the skin of your throat, trying to keep himself from cumming right then and there from how good you felt around him. He moaned your name into your skin, so softly you could barely hear it. After a moment of adjusting, he started moving; a shallow thrust in and out that had your back arching as he hit the spongy spot along your walls. You could swear you saw stars in that moment behind the blindfold. Din set a steady pace as he fucked into you, but you could tell he was holding back. “Din, baby, harder please. I can tell you want to.”, you whispered, pulling him down for another kiss as you did. He moaned into your mouth, but the effect was immediate; his hips started pistoning against yours at an almost brutal pace. He slid a hand down between your bodies, rubbing at your clit roughly, and you clenched around him so hard he almost couldn't move. “Fuck, cyar’ika, I need you to come for me. Come on my cock, can you do that for me?”, he asked, nipping at your earlobe as he fucked into you harder. You nodded frantically, wishing you could see his face. He shifted, pulling at your legs until one was resting on his shoulder; the change in angle had you clapping a hand back over your mouth, keening. A few more thrusts and you were done for, cumming so hard your vision turned white. You could feel Din as his thrusts became erratic, chasing his own high. Finally, he stilled, cock pulsing and cumming deep inside you as he groaned your name. He all but collapsed on top of you as he finished, a heavy weight that stole the breath from your lungs. You carded your fingers through his hair as he laid on you, both of you breathing heavily. Din lifted his head, pushing himself upwards to kiss you; this kiss was gentle, sensual, unlike the frantically passionate kisses from before. You hummed into it, tilting your head to give him more access to you. You could feel his smirk against your mouth and you nipped at his bottom lip, determined to kiss the expression away. He slid out of you gently, both of you hissing at the loss, and flopped to his side of the bed. You curled into his side, gently laying your head on his chest, pressing soft kisses to his skin. 

After a few minutes, you felt him shift, ready to get up and shove his clothes and helmet back on. “Din, wait, you don't have to do that. I can sleep like this.”, you said, running a finger over the blindfold. “Mesh'la, I don't want you to have to do that. It's easier if I just get dressed.”, he returned, rubbing your arm gently. You sighed, nodding your head and turning away from him slightly. You felt him leave, hearing his clothes slide back into place; then, there was a hand on your shoulder. He pulled you over, leaning in to kiss you, slowly, deeply; he groaned into your mouth again when your tongue slipped in to tangle with his. After a few minutes, he pulled away from you, sliding off the bed. You heard the hiss of his helmet and slowly took off the blindfold, placing it on the table beside you. You watched as he sat back in the bed, staring at you in turn. “Look, I….I can't do this if this was a one time thing, Din.”, you murmured, twisting the sheets in your hands. When he said nothing, you sighed and turned away from his gaze, moving to put your own clothes back on. After you dressed, he grabbed your wrist, gently pulling you into his lap. He bumped his helmeted forehead into yours softly; “It wasn't just a one time thing cyar’ika.  I've thought about you too much for it to be that.”, he said, and he watched as a grin lit up your face. You laid your head on his chest, listening to his steady breathing as you fell asleep.

[mushgloomz]

Hiiiii Kia! Okay so spin me some wheels pls. I'll take.....fuck it, I'll do 3 on the 🔥 wheel. If you could just respin if I get: CNC, dark!character or pet play, that would be amazing. 💕 also idk if this sent twice, my internet is being dumb so sorry if it did!

hey kait!!!! your wish is my command😮‍💨

first up, your pedro boy is…

BYE i wish i was joking this is so fitting, our beautiful boy din 😭

for trope, you’ve got one bed

and 3 spicy spins have set you up with:

mutual masturbation, as quiet as possible AND oral

consider me sat and strapped tf in🤭

[mushgloomz]

ppcu smut writing challenge - 🔥 and 2! excited to see what I get and thanks for hosting this challenge <3

tysm for joining in!! <33

one beautiful pedro boy coming up…

finally someone got our sweet space cowboy din 🥲

trope is up next, and the wheel has given you colleagues

last but certainly not least, your two spicy spins are:

edging AND bondage

you don’t understand, i am SATTTT

[mushgloomz]

oh i am so in for this smut challenge, are you fucking kidding me? and of course i’m feeling frisky, we’re adding 🔥 and 2

no because i just know i'm going to be gagged over your entry sugar

Pedro boy reveal in 3, 2, 1...

screaming, crying, throwing up - the one, the only dave york. what a fucking MAN.

your trope is - forced proximity (bitch i'm salivating)

now, for the fun stuff - you got...

spanking/slapping AND choking

consider me SAT i am so locked in

[mushgloomz]

Here for the challenge mehehe

HI BABY <3333

your Pedro boy awaits...

our gorgeous, slutty professor Reed Richards (god I love this man)

as for your trope, you got romantic

and you've also messaged me to add 2 spicy spins, for which you got:

breeding kink AND cowgirl (as in the position)

what an absolutely delectable combination UGH <3

[mushgloomz]

spin me !! 🔥 2 ♡ ♡ TYYYYY

HEY SUGAR🫦

pedro boy on his way -

nobody fucking touch me - javier motherfucking peña UGH

for trope u have been assigned teacher/student

coming in hot with 2 spicy spins for u:

affair/cheating AND mating press

wank bank addition imminent

[mushgloomz]

Hello Sweet Kia 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

I really want to participate in your writing challenge, would you be so kind and spin my p-boy + trope for me😏😏😉 and also add 🔥 with 3 spins pleaseeeee 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

hello my little love🤭💓

first order of business - your pedro boy is…

HOT. AS. FUCK. clint is a dream come true

as for your trope, you’ve been given grumpy/sunshine

now for that extra spice:

missionary (position), breeding kink AND roleplay

i’m so ready for this one omg

[mushgloomz]

Hi! I’d like to sign up for the PPCU Smut Writing Challenge, please! Please feel free to add a bit of spice 🔥 with 3 spins ☺️

Also, if possible, I’d prefer not to write Affair/Cheating or Pet Play, please.

Thanks so much!

why of course my lovely!! <3

your pedro boy is...

YUPPPPP. frankie morales, what a man.

your chosen trope is established relationship (AWWWW)

now for those 3 spicy spins:

as quiet as possible, orgasm denial AND talk them through it

wow. just wow.

[mushgloomz]

Oh I am so down for a smut challenge!! 🔥1 please and thankyou! ❤️

thank YOU for joining in!!! <3

Pedro boy coming right up:

oh my HEART, it's our darling Dieter for you <333

as for your trope, you've been bestowed with forced proximity (delish)

1 spicy spin has landed you with mutual masturbation

yeah, this sounds hot af already

[mushgloomz]

Ahhh okay I don’t normally do challenges but I’m h*rny so this is speaking to me! Please can I have a spin and also 🔥3? 👀

EEK we love horny here bby <33

Okay, drum roll please...

our baby boy jack daniels (whiskey) is gonna be your muse for this challenge!

as for your trope, you've got one bed (i'm barking omg)

three spicy spins coming right tf up:

overstimulation, as quiet as possible AND doggy style

fuck ME this is hot

[mushgloomz]

( For The PPCU Smut Writing Challenge )

I would love to participate in this challenge. Sounds fun. Im cool with any character that is chosen

absolutely!! great to have you join in <33

p-boy on his way to you -

the absolute light of my LIFE javi gutierrez <333333

and for trope, the wheel has given you daddy kink

basically the wheels have given you my absolute dream come true omg

[mushgloomz]

Heyy back again for another smut prompt pls 🙏

🔥 + 3

i can’t actually explain to you the level of joy i am experiencing that people are enjoying the smut challenge sm that they want to do multiple submissions??!?

thank u so fucking much, one pedro boy coming right up -

sir yes SIR - a lil Reed Richards realness for you 🧎‍♀️

the trope wheel has landed on sex pollen

three spicy spins (ik that’s right) have given you…

exhibitionism, doggy style AND choking

YUMMERZ

[mushgloomz]

hey! i'd love to do ur ppcu smut challenge. gimme 🔥 for 3 pls <3

(idk if you'd accept an mlm fic. i'm comfy writing m4f but i typically write mlm. jus lemme know!)

as a resident queer, mlm is MORE than welcome here my little love!! 💓

first up, the main attraction…

not the stars literally fucking aligning and giving you our golden prince oberyn???

for trope, the wheel has decreed that you shall write enemies to lovers

and those 3 spicy spins have landed you with:

praise, loud AND talk them through it

fuck yes. that is all <3

[mushgloomz]

Hey Kia! Love that you’re doing a Pedro challenge! I’ll admit I’ve been going back and forth about joining, because I’ve done challenges before but never for him/his characters and I’m a little nervous, but honestly count me in! 🙂

Can I add 🔥 and 2 spins, but if it lands on 12,18,19,27 can you spin again?

so glad to have you taking part!!💓

first up, your pedro boy…

I KNOW THATS RIGHTTTTT. javier peña, the man that you are🫦

as for your trope, you have received romantic AW

two spicy spins per your request have landed you with:

phone/video sex AND uniform

I SEE THE VISION AND IT LOOKS GOOD