#adult world smut

[yes-divine-ruler]

Le Passion - Alex (Adult World)

Requested <3 thank u lovely anon

Summary: Alex finds out reader has been writing her sexual fantasies about him, and wants to show her that he is more than she’s ever imagined.

CW: protected penetrative sex, oral (f receiving), fingering

Taglist: @v-love @evanpetersfav

Word count: 1440

"What are you writing?"

Alex tries to look over your shoulder, and you whisk the notebook away from the counter and hold it to your chest.

"Nothing!" You say abruptly, flashing Alex a fake, but suspicious smile.

"Yeah right," he teases, trying to snatch the notebook from your chest. You dodge his attack, running around to the other side of the counter as he chases you.

"Alex! Leave me alone!" You whine, as he continues to chase you around the store. Eventually, he catches up to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest.

He snatches the notebook from you, running to the stock room and closing the door. Your eyes open wide in fear of what he might think if he saw what you were writing, your fists banging at the door that Alex is leaning against to make sure you can’t get in.

"Alex! Please," you beg, your face and ears hot from embarrassment. Alex is silent on the other side of the door, and you bet he's engrossed in the totally revolting erotica you wrote based on him.

Minutes later the door clicks open, and Alex comes out of the stock room. You look down at your shoes, unable to make eye contact with him now that he knows your secret.

"Y/N?" He asks, his voice low and quiet, his finger and thumb tucking under your chin and lifting up your head to face him.

“I feel so embarrassed,” you laughed, breaking eye contact for a second. He just looked back at you, totally immersed in the eye contact you were both sharing.

Then he does the unthinkable, leaning in and connecting your lips in a fiery kiss. You froze for a moment, not knowing if it was real life, before you melted into it, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hand travelled down to your waist.

Alex pulled away, his lips swollen from the intense kiss you just shared, his eyes gleaming with something you didn’t recognise, maybe lust.

“Come to my apartment later? When we get off work?” He asked unexpectedly, his hand still on your waist, his fingers digging into your skin.

You just nodded, dumbfounded.

Your shift went by in a blur, customers coming in and out, the bell by the door ringing in your ears until finally, it was closing time.

Alex had been flustered for the rest of the day, or otherwise deep in thought. His hand was constantly in the front of his black jeans, fixing himself in his pants as he tried to sort stock. The sexual tension was impossible to ignore, and could easily have been cut with a knife.

Alex’s apartment was a few blocks away. You walked side by side as you chatted about the shift you’d just had, disregarding the erotica he’d caught you writing, and the passionate kiss you shared outside the stock room.

That was until you entered his apartment, and he turned to you with that same gleam in his dark eyes.

“Holy shit I cannot wait any longer,” he groaned, finally closing the gap between you and pressing you up against his apartment door, his kiss much more greedy than the one you shared in the store.

His hands on your waist travelled up under your shirt, lifting it up just above your breasts, until you broke the kiss for a moment to take it off. The kiss resumed, his tongue darting into your mouth to savour the taste of the gum you’d been chewing earlier. His lips felt like velvet, moving against yours just the right amount of rough and gentle.

He guided you over to his bed, laying you down and falling between your open legs. Alex moaned softly into the kiss as your hips collided, the friction almost too much to handle after a day of concealing his erection for you.

“Take these off,” he mumbled against your lips, tugging at the waistband of your jeans as you hastily unfastened them, helping him pull them down your legs, leaving you in nothing but your matching bra and panties.

His kisses got lower, first on your jaw, and then your neck, leaving a trail down to your chest, and then your stomach. Just like you’d written in your erotica, Alex’s head was between your legs. His fingers grazed the waistband of your panties, before pulling them down, agonisingly slow.

He watched you squirm for a moment, flustered, your bottom lip between your teeth before he finally wrapped his lips around your clit. He sucked softly, his cheeks hollowing as you let your head fall back, a moan of pleasure leaving your parted lips.

“Just the way you imagined it, hm?” He asked, in a moment away from your heat, before his head dipped down again, this time his tongue running up and down between your folds.

“Alex- oh my god,” you whimpered, his hand coming up to cup your breast through your bra, massaging softly as his tongue returned to your clit.

You felt the knot form in your stomach, the undeniable feeling of an oncoming orgasm, as his tongue worked just in the ways you imagined it - maybe even better.

Your fingers tangled in his soft, dark, curly hair as he left wet kisses, his other hand now at your entrance, his fingers teasing you. You watched as he inserted a finger, his eyes glued to your face as it contorted in pure bliss.

“Alex, oh shit, I’m cumming,” you let out, his tongue not tiring as his finger worked at a steady pace inside you, finally relieving you of all sexual tension and allowing you to reach your climax.

His tongue lapped at your arousal as you came, profanity leaving your lips, clenching around his finger as you rode out your orgasm.

He didn’t stop, even after you became sensitive, his tongue enjoying being able to pleasure you. Until you whimpered, buckling your hips away from his face, that he finally came up from between your legs.

His lips attached back to yours, both of you now sharing the taste of you. The unbuckling of his belt rung out in the room, as he tore off his pants and boxers, discarding them on the floor next to you.

“How’d you like that? Did I live up to your expectations?” He asked, biting on his bottom lip as the tip of his erection slid against your entrance, tempted by your warmth and wetness.

“More than I could’ve ever put on paper,” you breathe out, aching for him to finally enter you, encouraging him by grabbing a hold of his erection and pulling it softly towards where you needed it to be.

He gave you a devious smile, reaching over to his nightstand and pulling a condom out of the drawer, ripping open the foil and sliding it onto his cock.

“Needy girl,” he teased, slowly entering you, the feeling of him finally stretching you out otherworldly.

“Oh my god,” Alex muttered, pushing all the way inside you, his hips touching yours before he began his slow, steady thrusts.

“Shit, shit,” he cursed, his eyes fluttering closed as he rested his forehead against yours, giving you the opportunity to hold him close to you.

“More, Alex,” you begged, wrapping your legs around his waist, caging him in as his thrusts began to pick up speed.

“You feel so good,” he groaned, now thrusting into you fast, the persistent hitting against your g spot setting you up for another release.

Alex’s thumb rested on your sensitive clit, rubbing gentle circles, as you let out soft moans just so he knew how good it all felt.

“Cum again for me,” he commanded, his lips lazily attached to yours as yours fingers scratched down his toned back, the knot in your stomach finally coming undone.

You clenched around him for the second time, which was enough for him to finally release inside you, his thrusts enough for you both to ride out your orgasms.

He pulled out, collapsing beside you. He discarded the condom, tossing it into a nearby bin, before pulling you in to his side. He was sticky with sweat, but you craved his closeness after sharing such an intimate moment.

“Now you can write about that, too,” he mumbled, letting out a laugh as you did.

“I better be getting more inspiration soon,” you teased, drawing small shapes on his shoulder blade as he held you.

“Oh there’s so much more where that came from,” he replied, kissing your shoulder, as you both laid in the satisfaction of the other’s pleasure.

[chiptaylorsfirst]

Kinkmas: Day 7

Day 7 - Face Sitting

Word Count: 1,258

Pairing: Alex (Adult World) x fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, use of alcohol, oral sex (male and female receiving)

Summary: After figuring out you’ve never been given a certain experience, Alex decides to be generous enough to do a kind deed. 

It was another day at the shop with Alex. You helped him clean the floors and shelves before the two of you left to go to his house. “Wanna watch a movie,” he asked as he took his jacket off. “No, I think I’d rather play a game.” He looked as if he were in thought. “Never have I ever?” You nodded. “Sure.” He nodded before going to his fridge and retrieving some alcohol. “This was from a friend,” he clarified. He grabbed some shot glasses and placed them on his coffee table before opening the glass bottle and taking the top off. “Never have I ever been attracted to a coworker?” You both looked at one another for a moment before pouring a glass and sipping the beverage down. It was all Alex needed to verify that you liked him.

He knew that you liked him by the way you would laugh at his jokes or look at him a certain way from the smallest things that he did. The game started off pretty slow and boring but soon you worked your way up to the topic of sex. “Never have I ever had a threesome,” Alex questioned, his eyes looking into yours. Neither one of you took a drink. “What, Alex?” He shrugged his shoulders. “I was sure you must’ve had a threesome before. You just look like that kind of person.” You scoffed at him before laughing. “Rude and judgmental, Alex. I’ve wanted to before with this couple I was friends with but I never asked them. I thought it’d be weird to.” 

“So you are that type of person then.” You rolled your eyes before weakly punching him in his shoulder. “Shut up.” He laughed. “Never have I ever had sex in public.” You watched as Alex poured a shot glass and drank the liquid. “Alex,” you said with a dramatic gasp. “What, it wasn’t like there was anyone there.” “Lucky girl,” you muttered, thinking Alex didn’t hear you. He did, containing his laughter and keeping what you said in mind. “Never have I ever been given head.” He took a sip and you didn’t. “Wait, are you a virgin, Y/N?” You shook your head. “No, I just never had a person go down on me before and no one ever really offered.”

You saw him put away the glasses and the bottle before walking back to you. “I was going to tell you tomorrow but I really really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend.” You were surprised to hear those words from him. You could’ve sworn that Alex wasn’t into you and he was just a friendly person. “I like you too and I would love to date you,” you said. “Okay, and as my first act of being your boyfriend, I’m gonna make sure that we change this never-getting-head thing now.”

“Now,” you questioned. “Unless you don’t want to, which I totally understand. I mean we can just watch a movie and--” Before you knew it, you were kissing him. You were full-on straddling and kissing Alex and the two of you started to undress each other. When you were both fully naked, Alex laid down on the couch and grabbed you. “Sit on my face.” You felt panic wash in at his words. “Wait, what?” “Come here and let me take care of you.” 

“I’m nervous,” you said. “It’s not going to hurt you, I promise. Just come here.” You nervously did as he asked and hovered over him in fear of hurting him. “Lower yourself down.” You shook your head. “Alex, I don’t want to hurt you.” He sighed before kissing your inner thigh and marking it. You softly moaned at the feeling, relaxing some. “I won’t get hurt from it. Go ahead.” You slowly lowered down, feeling his mouth on your wet cunt. He started to eat you out and you moaned from the feeling. 

You hadn’t expected it to feel as good as it did and you found yourself grabbing him by his hair and pulling him closer. He only moaned against you, making you feel vibrations and drawing you closer to that sweet release. When you felt his tongue at a certain spot, your eyes rolled and you tried your best to stabilize yourself. “Alex, fuck.” His tongue went faster, moving in patterns and flicking in a way that you never knew was possible. With another skillful movement of his tongue, you came. He lapped up everything you had to give him and you lifted up off of him. You stayed silent for a while, staring at the ceiling before turning to him.

“Are you okay, Y/N? Did I do anything wrong?” Alex looked concerned and worried as doubtful thoughts began to cloud his mind. “No, it was perfect, very perfect.” You smiled at him. “I just want to return the favor.” He shook his head. “That isn’t necessary. You don’t have to--” You got on top of him and kissed him on his collarbone. “But I want to, babe,” you said trying out the name and loving how it smoothly slipped from your lips. “I want you to feel good too.” He tried to protest but you immediately kissed him, your hand going down his body until it wrapped around his cock.

You broke the kiss and took a moment to really look at your boyfriend. His eyes were blown, his hair in messy curls, and his jaw slack. You let your eyes look over his body and you admired it. From his toned abs to his cute happy trail, all the way down to his long and hard cock, everything was beautiful. “You like what you see, baby,” he questioned, amusement in his voice. “Mhm, now allow me to make you feel good and grant you some pleasure.” You lowered down until you were in between his legs.

You stroked him first and kissed the tip, smearing a little bit of pre cum on your lips. You licked your lips then his tip, loving the taste on your tongue. You then started to suck him off, slowly bobbing your head until you found a comfortable pace. You used your hand for the part of him you couldn’t reach, doing your best to breathe through your nose as you continued. As you went on, you watched his reactions and the way that he moaned and groaned for you. His voice was soft and slightly raspy, slightly turning you on. You saw his head lean back, showing off his jawline more and making you feel a new coat of wetness form between your legs.

You then focused on taking as much of his cock down your throat as you possibly could without choking, making his eyes squeeze shut and his hands ball into fists. “Oh my, fuck,” he groaned out as his cum went down your throat. You did your best to swallow it, your lips feeling raw and swollen. You lifted up and hugged him, a satisfied smile on your face. He picked you up and you laughed as he carried you. “Baby, where are we going?” He went in his room and threw you onto his bed. “We’re going to a land called fantasy where all your dreams come true. Now tell me what you want and let me be your fantasy.” You giggled before telling him one of your sexual dreams about him and he did his very best to make your dream come true and more.

[evanpeterswhoresblog]

I love your fics omg you're so talented

Can you make an adult world fic? Alex obviously. Like reader is working with him and Alex keeps pushing vibrators on her skin and laughing n stuff. Then she's sick of his shit right so then she goes to the back and does her thing out there but Alex keeps teasing her and he goes out back with her and he starts to like rub himself on her and put her hand on his boner. Stuff like that. Kinda non con but the reader likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.

Can you make Alex make the reader give him head too? If it's too much just do the teasing. Luv u <3

i tried my best to make this fit your request i hope i did alright, i’ve never really written anything non con i don’t even know if this fits as the category lol but either way hope you enjoy :)

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The Late Shift

Alex (Adult World) x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, slight non con, oral male receiving, sex toys (not used for sex tho), pretty rough sex tbh, lmk what else if i missed any

summary: as you and alex are doing your last work for the night, things take a different turn than what you expected…

word count: 2.2k

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You’ve never been big on sex. You like it of course. But you’ve never been one to experiment with sex toys or watch a ton of porn. So how you ended up working for a sex shop is a mystery. You were desperate for a job, and Adult World happened to be the closest, easiest place hiring. It’s been an easy job, for the most part. Except for one thing.

Your manager.

Alex is a good person, he’s funny, kind, and when you’re confused on anything he’s a great help. The only issue is how fucking attracted you are to him. You swear he’s the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. His dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes, he’s perfect. You’ve never wanted a guy more than you want Alex. It makes working with him hard, but so far, you’ve managed. Barely.

Right now, the two of you are unpacking new sex toys for the store. You talk casually, but you focus more of your attention on the crazy shapes and sizes these dildos are. Alex must notice your surprise.

“Would you ever use one of these?” He asks, holding up a glass dildo with patterns on it.

You chuckle. “I think that thing would tear me apart.”

“I’ve seen girls stick way crazier things up their pussy’s, like food and shit,” Alex replies with a laugh.

“So that’s what you jerk off to? Good to know,” you tease.

“Yeah, I bet you wanted to know. Just so you know, ff I go searching tomorrow night and find a video of you sticking a cucumber up your pussy, I’ll cum so hard.”

You feel your cheeks go red at his comment but keep your composer. Sometimes Alex says things that make you a little uncomfortable, but you know it’s all jokes so you don’t care too much. Plus, it gives you hope that maybe he has the same feelings for you.

“Hey y/n, get a look at this,” Alex says.

Before you can look you feel the vibrations on your skin. You flinch and push Alex’s hand away, but he keeps putting the vibrator on you. He’s laughing, you’re not. You don’t find his distractions entertaining right now. After a few seconds of this you slap the vibrator out of his hand and glare at him.

“Stop Alex, I’m trying to work,” you snap. He keeps laughing and with each second that passes you become more annoyed.

“It’s just a joke calm your tits. I’m the manager dude it’s not like we’re gonna get in trouble for talking,” he replies.

You huff. “Just, stop okay.”

“How about you stop being such a buzz kill,” he mumbles under his breath.

You ignore his comment and continue to unpack. Things are calm for a few minutes, before Alex gets his hands on another vibrator. He presses it against your cheek this time. You immediately slap his hand away again, but this time you stand up and try your hardest not to lose your cool. He looks up at you, about to speak, but you cut him off before he can.

“I’m gonna take this box out to the garbage,” you say, picking up an empty box that once contained a number of dildos and walking to the back door without listening to his reply.

You wonder why he’s being so difficult tonight. He typically talks a lot during your shifts together, but this is different. Usually, his jokes and comments aren’t too bad, why’s tonight different? You get to the back of the store quick and stuff the box into the dumpster. When that’s done you lean back on the brick wall, a sigh escapes your lips at the silence, it’s nice not hearing Alex’s voice. You grab your phone out of your pocket and start to text your friends back.

Sadly, your peace is interrupted after only five minutes. Alex calls your name from the door, telling you to come back in and help him finish before you guys have to close up. You silently curse but follow his instructions. You feel a bit bad; you know he’s not trying to make you upset, but he just is. You promise yourself you’ll try your hardest to tolerate him, after all you only have an hour left till the store closes. You can suck it up.

You’re walking down one of the aisles when Alex appears in front of you. You give him a small smile. You feel worse looking at his innocent face. Maybe you were overreacting.

“Sorry for walking out, I’m just tired and I want to go home,” you apologize.

“I get it, I’m sorry if I was being annoying, I really like making you laugh. Sometimes I try too hard,” he replies with a small laugh.

You smile. “That’s sweet.”

“You think so?”

You begin to walk toward him, toward the last unopened boxes. “Of course, I’m very flattered you enjoy my laughter. But anyway, how about we speed through the last of the boxes and go home early? You think they’ll notice?”

“Probably not,” he answers.

You’re close enough to him that you expect him to move aside so you can go to the unfinished work, but he doesn’t. Instead of moving he simply stares down at you, a strange look in his eyes. You know that look, you’ve looked at him like that. He wants you. If it were any other day, you’d be ecstatic. But right now, all you want to do is finish the tasks and go home. You look around him, trying to signal that you want him to move. He doesn’t.

“So, let's get this shit over with,” you say, clear as day about what you want.

He still doesn’t move. “You know y/n, you’re more fun when you aren’t taking this job seriously.” He steps closer to you, only a foot now separating the two of you. “I want that version of you right now.”

You laugh awkwardly. “Come on Alex, I just want to go home.”

“I’ll be quick, but I assumed you wanted something that would last longer.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and backs you up against a shelf. Your heart rate quickens, is this real? You stare into his eyes, a confused expression on your face. You’ve had dreams of this happening, but in all of them you wanted it, right now you don’t exactly want it.

“Alex...” you say. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you want this too,” he answers, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. He presses his body against you and you feel how hard he is, it makes you gasp. “I want it really bad.”

You don’t know what to say. Part of you wants to push him off you and run out of the store, but another part of you wants to see where this goes. You feel him start to rub himself against your leg, it makes you feel paralyzed. He’s too strong to push away, you think. It would be useless to try. So, you realize your fate lies with what Alex chooses to do.

He leans his head down, softly pressing his lips against yours. You can’t deny how long you’ve wanted this to happen. You just wish it wasn’t happening right this second. Nevertheless, you kiss him back, your mind adjusting to the knowledge that this is going to happen. You let him grope your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through your shirt. You even let him scoop you up in his arms and carry you to one of the desks in the back office. Though, you didn’t have much of a choice to start with.

He lays you down on a desk, his lips moving feverishly with yours. You can’t keep it together. His lips are moving so aggressively, they’re so soft. He bites down on your bottom lip and you groan into his mouth, the pain making that feeling between your thighs grow. He pulls his lips away and starts to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys behind as he takes your delicate skin into his mouth. You throw your head back and moan, he pushes your knees apart and fills the space with his body.

“Alex... are there any cameras back here?” You ask, your breath ragged as he sucks a spot near your collar bone.

“Course not,” he answers in a hushed tone.

“Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone comes in?” You’re second guessing this, maybe you should’ve protested more. The last thing you want is to have a customer come in and catch this.

“Just be quiet y/n it’s fine,” he responds.

You’re about to speak again, but that’s when he starts to rub one of his hands up your thigh and right between your thighs. You moan again as he starts to rub you through your pants. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it makes you feel like your body is floating.

He trails his kisses back up your neck until he catches your lips again. You kiss him hard, your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You buck your hips; you need more pressure. Alex understands this and presses his fingers harder on your jeans right over your clit. You’re so wet, you need him. You’ve never felt such desire for another human being.

“I want you to do something for me,” Alex says against your lips.

“Anything,” you reply without thinking, you’re too wrapped up on how good he’s rubbing you.

He pulls back and you open your eyes, he’s unbuckling his belt. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he pulls down his jeans, his hard cock very noticeable. He grabs your hands and pulls you forward till you’re off the desk. You’re confused until he pushes you down onto your knees, his crotch right in front of your face. You look up at him, he brushed a hand though your hair.

You don’t really want to suck his dick, but you’re too afraid of him forcing you that you don’t object. Instead, you pull him boxers down and stoke him gently. He sighs in pleasure and continues to brush his fingers through your hair. You don’t waste any more time. You start by slowly swirling your tongue around his tip, enjoying the way he whispers your name. After that, you lick down his shaft, you don’t like when dicks are dry down your throat.

Soon enough you’re deepthroating him, practically gagging on his dick. He’s a moaning mess, both his hands tangled in your hair. You don’t mind it as much as earlier. You even enjoy certain parts. Like how when you move your tongue as you suck, he’ll praise you, or how when you tighten your lips around him, he groans. With each sound that leaves him your panties become more and more wet.

When he’s close to cumming he pushes you off him, telling you to take your clothes off and lay back down on the desk. You do exactly as he says and before long, he’s back between your thighs, leaving wet kisses all over your body. You can’t handle how much you need him. The heart beat between your legs is all you can think of, and when he brushes his tip between your soaked folds you almost moan.

You grip his shoulders, your eyes locked on his. “Alex just fuck me already.”

“Someone’s needy,” he mumbled, his tone sending tingles throughout your body. He positions his tip at your entrance and leans down to connect your lips. “But your wish is my command.”

With that, he begins to fuck you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts at a pace that makes your toes curl. It’s so hard, so deep, so perfect. The desk rocks so hard you think the legs might break. You don’t even care. All you care about is that Alex doesn’t stop, not for anything.

He does though, but for a good reason. He pulls out of you and before you can even question it, he grabs you, flips you, and bends you over the edge of the desk. He resumes his thrusts, and you can’t help but moan loud enough that anyone in the store would be able to hear. You almost scream when he grabs your hips and pulls you back, his dick hitting right on your cervix over and over again. It’s almost too much for you to take.

He leans down after a few minutes and whispers in your ear, “You feel so fucking good y/n, it’s so hard not to cum.”

“Alex,” you moan.

“Are you close baby?” He breathes.

“Yes, please keep going,” you answer.

In minutes you cum so hard you swear you see stars. You moan Alex’s name so loud you’re sure everyone in the building next door can hear you. It’s the best feeling of your life. Your legs give out, Alex has to hold you up. Your nails dig into the desk, your whole face turns red, and you feel those orgasmic pulses throughout your entire body. He cums soon after you, pulling out and spilling his seed onto your back. You’re grateful, you forgot to tell him you weren’t on the pill.

“Well,” he says as you’re both still trying to catch your breath. “That was definitely better than unpacking those boxes.”

[evanchantingpeters]

T(h)rust in me, I’m not over you... (Fanfic - Alex from Adult World)

Pairings ─ Alex (from Adult World) x Y/N (fem reader)

Genre ─ Smut/fluff

Summary ─ Y/N and Alex (aka Evan Peters in Adult World) are exes who haven’t quite let go. A friend’s birthday party turns into a comedy of errors when a black-out drunk Y/N accidentally enters Alex’s postcode as her own for a cab ride home. As Alex finds her at his doorstep and takes her in his place, old feelings resurface and steamy times go down in his bathroom.

Warnings ─ Swearing, smut, unprotected sex p in v, drinking, oral (m receiving), rough sex, nipple teasing, hangover sex, doggy, pretty smutty guys you’re being warned :)

Word count ─ 3.7K

18+ > If you’re a minor, DO NOT read!

The birthday cake of your friend, Beatrice, stands proudly in the centre of her living room, decked out in colourful frosting and flickering candles.

You and the rest of the guests belt out the overdone ‘Happy Birthday’ song in what you think is perfect harmony. But here comes Jerry, Beatrice’s younger brother, who starts hollering the lyrics off-key, stealing the show. 

Snorting, the birthday girl nudges her brother away, leaning over the cake to blow out the candles. Just as she’s mouthing her wish, Jerry, wearing a wicked grin, swoops in and dips his sister’s face right into the cake. 

The room erupts in uproarious laughter as Beatrice’s expression goes from shocked to amused. She taps her cake-covered eyes to remove some chocolate. Then, she turns to Jerry with a look that’s half playful, half ‘I’m plotting revenge.’ 

“You’re in for it now, Jerry!” she barks. And just like that, an all-out frosting war breaks out, turning the room into a sugar-fuelled battlefield. Cake crumbs are flying in every direction, but you manage to dodge most of it with only a few cake-bulleted stains along the hem of your black dress.

You retreat to a corner of the room, sipping your Prosecco like you’re watching sitcom chaos unfold from afar. Suddenly, you notice a stranger in a fancy tux sauntering over, a sly grin playing on his plump lips. 

“Well, looks like you’ve stayed mostly unscathed… or shall I say un-caked?” he chirps, his voice deep and throaty as he nods toward the cake war raging on. 

You just shrug, tossing him a faint, uninterested smile, “Good reflexes, I guess,” you quip, giving him a quick once-over before turning back to the cake madness. You feel his dark green eyes scanning you as if you’re going through airport security. 

He chuckles, and leans in. “If you need someone to scrub the marks off your dress, I’m your guy,” he whoops, playfully thumping his chest. He extends his hand with an inviting smile. “Tony.” 

“Y/N,” you reply bluntly, your energy matching that of a deflated balloon. 

Unfazed by your meh vibes, Tony decides to turn up the heat on the handshake, taking you aback as he begins to stroke your wrist. “You’re drop-dead gorgeous,” he purrs, his eyes never leaving yours.

In a bold move, he lightly kisses the back of your hand, his stubble scratching your skin. 

You instinctively pull away, trying to force a polite smile, but a nervous twitch is all you manage. Your intrusive thoughts kick in, lecturing you (as usual), ‘Give the guy a chance, Y/N. Seriously, after Alex, all you think about is eye-gouging dudes with a spoon? Get a grip and move on!’

“Enjoying the party, Y/N?” he asks, snapping you out of your mental mess.  

“It’s not too bad. I’m here for Beatrice,” you retort, fetching a glass of wine from the buffet. Your eyes drift to the birthday girl, now caked from head to toe and giggling hysterically. You can’t help but crack a smile.

“Sorry, gotta go. Trice’s calling me,” you blurt out and lunge toward your friend, catching a muffled, “No, she didn’t” from behind as you’re practically escaping.

As the night barrels on, your party spirit is like the Energizer Bunny on steroids. You’re all in, downing shots and cocktails like they’re on a liquid clearance sale.

Yet, the question looms in the air: Are you drinking for the sheer fun of it or just drowning sorrows in that cocktail shaker? Alex heartache mode on. 

Before you know it, you’re totally sloshed, messily sprawled on a plush couch, using Tanya’s (another friend of yours) knees as your personal pillow. “Iiiiii reeeeally like your boooody, bodyyy, yeah. I reaaaaally wanna get naughtyyyyy I think you’re such a hottieeeee,” you croak out each word of the pop track with a slur, laughing uncontrollably. Your eyes are shut, lost in your boozy world.  

As you ramble on, Tony, who’s been lurking around, seizes the moment and leaps out from behind the couch. He casually nudges Tanya’s arm, yelling, “You heard that, Tansy?” with theatrical flair. “She thinks I’m a hottie!” His grin spreads wider than a rubber band as he arrogantly points at himself, acting like he’s the main character of your drunken karaoke.

Tanya clicks her tongue in mild annoyance and cuts in with a hiss, “Tony! Behave, man!” She softly kisses the top of your head in a futile attempt to soothe your booze-induced storm. 

“I offered to clean up her dress…” Tony goes on, hovering over the couch. “But, not gonna lie, I’d rather have it crunched up on my bedroom floor as she moans my name,” he murmurs, emphatically banging his fist on the couch before doubling up with laughter. 

“Oh, hush it, Tony,” Tanya roars and waves him away, turning back to you and your delirium, which has hit the roof. “I need to get you home, girl, and none of us is fit to drive…”

Tony, not one to give up easily, chimes in once more. “I volunteer! I’d give her a lift all day, all night.”

“No, we’re all catching a cab,” she declares with a tone that brooks no argument. She lightly pokes your shoulder. “Y/N, my love?” 

Your tipsy babbling starts to fade into a murmur that seems to be lulling you to sleep. “Y/N,” Tanya repeats. “What’s your postcode, sweetie?” 

Your alcohol-soaked brain struggles to register this simple question. “P-postcode? P-o-s-t-d, no. P-p,” you stutter.

“Yes, darling. Confirm your postcode for me, would you? I don’t have it saved,” Tanya says calmly, holding her phone in front of your face. 

With a grunt, you manage to sit up, but the world continues to dance spinning salsa around you. With an unsteady hand, you reach for the device, and your fingers fumble as you try to type out the letters and digits. 

Deep in your drunken haze, you unconsciously punch in a code that matches anything else but your address.

“To the hottieeeeee,” you shout, throwing your fist in the air before dropping yourself back onto your friend’s knees. 

“Ma,am, we’re here,” the taxi driver announces to Tanya that’s sat next to him, his hoarse voice slicing through the quiet of the car. 

Tanya swivels around to face the backseats, where you’re laid down, totally passed out. “Y/N,” she calls softly, giving your leg a gentle rub, but you don’t stir. 

She hops off the car and speed-walks to your side. With great care, she helps you out by wrapping her hands around you. Your arm is looped around her shoulder for stability. “Biyatchhhh, I saiddd whooo I saeee… who da biyaatch? Am da biyatchh,” you hoot, swaying and leaning heavily on your friend as you pinch her cheek with a goofy smile. 

“Y/N, just a sec,” Tanya huffs out as she shoves herself back in to retrieve your purse and coat from the car floor. 

You both stumble your way through the labyrinthine apartment complex. “You got your house key?” she asks, catching her breath. 

It takes a hot minute for the information to hit as you stare at your friend like a deer in headlights. With an unexpected burst of energy, you break free from Tanya’s hold, almost tripping a few steps away. “My Tanoushka, I'm sho happy you haar!” You cry out and lurch back toward her, showering her with enthusiastic smooches on her cheeks.

Then, in a theatrical whirl, you pop open the purse and jangle your keys in her face. “Jiggly, jiggly. Okiee, goooo, go, go!” you cheer in a wobbly dance, urging Tanya to get back into the car.

With an anxious look on her face, Tanya stands by the open car door. “Alright, phone me once you’re indoors,” she insists, her worried eyes laser-focused on you.

You shoo her away absentmindedly as you stagger toward the complex’s main door. You wrestle with the key, wriggling and twisting it into the lock, but miserably fail to get in the building. “Bad key,” you playfully scold, wagging a finger at the stubborn piece of metal before giving it a light slap. 

Soon after, your fingers impulsively begin to clumsily hit the buttons on the intercom, creating a cacophony of buzzing sounds that echo through the entryway. “O-o-o-pen uuup,” your slurred shouting rings through the intercom. “Shtupidd thaang,” you whine, practically bashing the device.

Out of the chorus of tenant voices that crackle through the speaker almost simultaneously, Alex’s familiar voice stands out.

“Y/N? Y/N is that you?” Hearing the shaky and uncertain voice, Alex doesn’t waste a second. He dashes down the stairwell and swings the entrance door wide open, facing a dishevelled Mia, rocking around about to collapse. 

“Y/N,” he gasps and sprints to you. “What happened? Why are you here?” His brows furrow in confusion as he observes your smudged makeup and dress that’s askew.

You look up at him with a lopsided smile, your eyes all bloodshot and half-lidded. “Alex, my hottieee. I mishhhsed you so muschh!” you exclaim, your sentences meandering as you lounge at him for a sloppy hug.

“Shit, you’re hammered,” he mutters, worry spurs him into action. With superhero speed, he scoops you up, your butt facing upwards, hands hanging loosely off his back. 

Your giggles echo as Alex carries you onto his shoulder with ease, making his way to the lift that leads to his place. In a soft, reassuring whisper, he says, “Don’t worry, baby,” and plants a kiss on your thigh that’s now resting on his chest. “I’ll take care of you,” he adds, giving you a playful spank on the ass. 

Once inside, Alex makes a pitstop in the kitchen for a water bottle while you dangle off his shoulder like a ragdoll, humming nonsense. He heads to the bedroom and gently lays you on the bed, making sure your landing is as comfy as a cloud. 

Kneeling beside you, he begins to delicately take off your high heels, rubbing your legs along the way. “Who needs a napkin when your dress can double as a tissue, right?” he chuckles softly, tracing the dry cake marks on your outfit, unaware of the sugary fight earlier. “You’ve officially introduced ‘cake couture’ to the fashion world,” he teases, trying to bundle you in a blanket like a burrito.

You slowly lift your head from the pillow, your neck muscles tightening with the effort as you stare at him with bleary yet intent eyes. “I want shyour cakey,” you mewl, wriggling under the blanket on a mission to liberate your hands.

You tug on his hoodie, pulling him closer until he loses his balance and topples onto you. Your bodies press together, and your voice comes out in a pleading whine. “Alex?” 

“Yes?” he rasps out, his dark brown eyes flicking down to your lips and then up into your eyes. 

“Kiss me,” you mumble and perk up, slowly grazing your lips against his, eyes shut. 

The strong scent of alcohol wafts from you, but, in that moment, Alex seems beyond minding. His heart races too erratically to care, and his breaths are too jagged and wild to bother. The room seems to shrink for both of you, and he swallows hard.

“No, Y/N,” he snaps, his voice firm and resolute as he jumps up. “I’d never let this happen... not right now... not with you being like this.” He snatches the water bottle from the bedside table, unscrewing it with a sense of urgency.

Slightly dazed, you touch your lips. “Tickles, tickles, ticklish,” you squeak, breaking into soft giggles. In a sudden and wobbly move, you shift position, popping up on your knees on the bed. “Huggies,” you whoop facing him, arms wide open for an embrace.

But, just as quickly, your mood takes a detour, and now you’re wincing, yanking at the fabric of your outfit in frustration, “This dresshh is prison, tightiee,” you grunt, hiking your dress up only to reveal your red panties.

His eyes can’t help but stare down there as he rubs the back of his neck almost compulsively, his breath hitching in his throat. At the sight of you half-naked, the dilemma of whether to give in or resist intensifies, swirling in his mind on end.

“Hold up, I don’t want you catching a cold or something. I’ve got a top you can slip into,” he says, puffing out his words while pacing toward his wardrobe to avoid looking at her.

“Heeey,” you yell with an unexpectedly stern tone that catches him off guard. But, just as swiftly, your face softens into a sweet, almost kiddish smile that instantly cools things off.

You wave Alex over, beckoning him to approach. “Come, come, comeyyy,” you coo. 

You perch next to him again, still rocking that mischievous smile. “It’s a secret, tiny winnie one,” you whisper-shout, pinching your index finger and thumb near your face, closing one eye for added drama. “Just between you and me,” you poke as you emphasise ‘me.’ 

Alex nods as his grin stretches from ear to ear. “Okay…” he chuckles, officially joining your light-hearted moment.

“Shhhhh,” you dramatically hush, squishing your index finger against your lips like you’re sharing classified intel. “Secret-t-t-t.”

Alex snorts. His rolls his lips into his mouth as he lowers his head to hold back a laugh. “My bad, my bad. Go on,” he whispers with exaggerated enthusiasm. He’s clearly having a blast with your goofy antics.

“Don’t tell Alex… Neva eva!” 

“I won’t, I won’t,” he assures you, theatrically raising his finger for a pinky promise. 

You take an unusually long moment to process his gesture and what it represents. A sober person would never… Eventually, you sloth-slowly glance back at him, nonchalantly deciding to give up on the symbolism behind the lifted pinky finger. “He’s the kindestsht… and p-p-prettiest boy I’ve eeeeever met,” you exclaim. Your fingers—guided by intoxicated conviction—clumsily roam over his face, stretching his nostril and trailing down to his bottom lip. 

Your drunken self radiates an innocent sincerity that makes Alex’s heart throb like a hammer. Flattered and charmed by your confession, he gazes at you bashfully.

His warm smile broadens as he keeps on staring and admiring you.

“He’s shhhuper,” you squeal, forming a heart shape with your fingers, peeking at him through it. “Do youse… hic… I should gimme… no… not me… him, give HIM head to say thank yew for treatin' spoooooon good?”

Alex can’t help but crack up, though his cheeks turn rosy—a testament to his shy nature. He cups his chin and narrows his eyes mischievously, like he’s in deep thought. “Hmm, if we’re talking about Alex, your ex...I think you should give him head, BUT,” he exclaims, throwing a finger into the air. 

You gasp, playfully covering your mouth like you’ve heard the most shocking news. Your eyes bulge with feigned surprise. “Beyond all,” he argues, “I think you should totally get back together. He thinks you broke up for something very silly, and he’s dying to be with you.”

You abruptly jerk away from him, gagging as if you’re about to throw up. You feel the blood draining from your face as a wave of distress washes over you.

Alex’s eyes widen with concern as he instinctively rises from the bed, “Off we go to the bathroom,” he insists, rushing to follow you.  

Your nausea takes a sudden turn, and you can’t hold back any longer. Barely making it to the toilet in time, you let it all out. Your body heaves with each retch, and you feel miserable.

Alex, the unsung hero, drops to his knees and chucks the water bottle on the floor. He gently pulls your hair back, creating a makeshift puke-proof barrier. All the while, he rubs your back to make the whole ordeal less horrible.

Then, he’s quick on his feet, grabbing some toilet paper for the post-barf clean-up. As you dab your lips, he hands you the bottle to rinse. “I’m disgustiiing, don’t look,” you grumble, shooing him away as you spit water in the toilet before flushing.

“You’re still a wonder to my eyes,” he whispers, running a hand through your loose hair. “And the timing—you puke just as I suggest we get back together, Y/N” he mocks, adding a sprinkle of humour to the less-than-glamorous moment.

You groan and let your head flop onto the toilet seat. “Ahhh, my moussth feels weird… bruushh,” you mumble, rubbing your lips. 

Alex lifts you up, guiding you to sit on the edge of the bathtub. “Not brushing yet, baby. We’re swishing with some hydrogen peroxide and water to protect the enamel,” he instructs you, preparing the said concoction in a small measuring cup next to you. “Here you go, wash off.”

“Shhh, you’re a niiieeerd,” you whine after spitting the liquid, feeling it sting your tongue. Giggling, you yank at Alex’s hoodie and playfully sway him back and forth, your minty breath fanning his face.

Then, you suddenly stop and fix him right in the eye. “Aleeex?” you whimper, lips pouting.

“Yes, Y/N,” he asks calmly, sweeping a few strands of hair off your face as a half smirk curls up his lips. He enjoys the banter that weaves through your drunken fog.

“Fuck me,” you plead, fiddling with the buckle of his belt. 

Alex’s pulse quickened for a second, held in an irregular rhythm. All the while, your fingertips caress his lower stomach, trying to slip through his trousers and onto his boxers. 

You let go when he clears his throat loudly, a deliberate attempt to regain composure. Breathing heavily, he manages a tight-lipped as he strokes your head, tenderly placing it on his shoulder.

“Ohhh, I knoooow,” your exclaim and sit up, your index finger playfully pressing against your mouth. “I willshh brush me an’ you fuck me.” 

Forty minutes later, you’re done with her hardcore toothbrushing session, complete with a few rounds of gargling mouthwash. Alex hands you a towel with a warm smile. You’re still wobbly but muster a grateful grin.

“Thaaank, yew rock,” you slur, clumsily patting your face dry. 

Alex chuckles, “Better?”

You hum, nodding, but your bleary eyes suddenly light up mischievously. Out of impulse, you slide into the tub, turning the water knob. You start splashing around, water welling up everywhere as you laugh uncontrollably. Alex, caught in the aquatic crossfire, shields himself with his hands.

“What’s the goal? Turning this into a water park?” he jokes, still trying to dodge the watery onslaught. But you’re having none of it. You grip his arm and drag him into the splash party.

Soon, you’re both a wet, tangled mess, laughing like loons, lost in the bliss of the moment. As water skims through the contours of your bodies, there’s a switch in the atmosphere. Amidst the fun chaos, your eyes meet inches away from each other, and the laughter mellows into a shared silence.

Before you realise it, your lips crash in a spontaneous kiss. You spread your legs, letting him wade through and tower over you. Soft moans escape him, and the vibrations against your mouth send delightful shivers down your backbone. You know that’s not just a collision of flesh; it transcends into a harmonious blend of passion and connection.

“I want you, Alex,” you sigh with newfound clarity, miraculously not stumbling over your words in an intoxicating joy for the first time tonight. You push the back of his head to deepen the kiss, your tongues now twisting and twirling in a sensual waltz.

He hungrily gropes handfuls of your body, leaving open-mouthed kisses across the crook of your neck.

“Y/N.. no... stop it,” he protests when your hand ventures down his trousers, rubbing along his growing bulge. Your quivering breaths mingle as he breaks the kiss. Skillfully, he turns off the water as he steps out of the tub. “It’s the alcohol talking now, not you.” 

You frown, clutching on the edges of the tub for balance. “The alcohol has shut up; I speak now,” you groan as you stand on your feet. Your drenched dress clings to your body, outlining your figure. Feeling the weight of the soaked fabric, you decide to free yourself from it. 

You strip down to your panties, and your soft, pink nipples rise like rosebuds in bloom, betraying a quiet anticipation. Alex sucks in a sharp breath as he watches your every move all mesmerised, eyes widening, lips parted.

“Ever seen someone redefine the art of walking a tightrope?” you chirp, water dripping down your half-naked body. Sinking to your knees, you get on all fours and slowly begin to crawl to him.

You sway your hips in a sensuous, almost hypnotic rhythm, eyes fixed on Alex. All the while, you trace a perfectly straight line to him, proving your recovered sobriety. 

Arriving at his pelvic level, you gracefully sit back on your heels with a coy smile, maintaining eye contact. “See?” you whisper, tilting your head as your eyes travel down at his erection. You don’t dare to touch; you just marvel at his full length (realistically speaking).

Staring down at you with a knowing, crooked smirk, he runs his fingers through your damp hair, tenderly petting your head. 

“Someone’s suffering here. Let’s free this big boy, shall we?” you purr, brushing your fingers along his hard rock crotch, feeling it twitch upon touch. 

He quickly nods in despair as if he’s unable to utter a single syllable. You slowly roll down his trousers and boxers. He gasps as you finally take hold of his large shaft.

You push his tip in your mouth, flattening your tongue, and swipe down the underside ridge of his stiff dick, humming in delight. He groans louder than you expected as you slowly work his cock in and out, grazing your fingers over the ridges of his abs under his t-shirt.

You pull him back out of your mouth just to slide all the way back down. He’s practically growling at this point, clasping onto the corners of the sink—his vein-y arms make your sex twice as moist.

You regain your slow, teasing pace just to gauge his reaction. Letting out a whine like he can’t take it anymore, he grips your hair tighter, pushing you all the way down his dick. His head is now building on pressure as it strikes the back of your throat, bringing tears to your eyes. His hair grip loosens as his breaths start escaping him in choked, punchy gasps. 

You’re sucking him whole, from his taint down to his balls, dripping your saliva all over him the harder you draw him into your mouth. Your swollen pussy is tingling for him as you feel him hardening in your mouth, forcing loud moans out of you.

Knowing that your next move will finish him, you slow down again and grab him by the waist, gazing up at him. That’s when you begin to take him in faster and rougher, feeling his hips thrust harder each time. 

And… proven! With the change in speed, he lets out a series of choppy moans only to shoot his hot cum in your mouth right after. He stares down at you breathless, mouth agape, as you gulp down his sweet taste with rapid, eager swallows, savouring his taste with a giggle. 

“My girl,” he rasps out as he picks you up from the floor effortlessly yet almost in a trance, his dick still throbbing in your hands. He peels his t-shirt off, turning you around so you both face the large bathroom mirror.

Positioned behind you, he holds you close and smacks your ass hard, making you squeal with surprise. The squeal soon turns into a moan as the pain fades into pleasure. 

You smile slyly as you observe his muscular hands travelling from your hips all the way up to your waistline and tits. You gasp softly when you feel his erection on your back as his mouth nibbles the flushed skin of your neck, leaving soft love bites in his wake.

“I want you to cum inside me, Alex” you blurt out and take hold of his shaft from behind, slowly sliding the head though your tight moist slit in short thrusts. 

“Oh, yeah,” he grunts, biting his bottom lip as he feels your wet lips wrap around him. He instantly fills his hands with your hard nipples, squeezing and rubbing them as he looks at your reflection. “Anything for you, Y/N,” he mutters against your ear in a low, husky voice before knocking himself deep inside you, balls deep, making you scream. His hands roughly grip your thighs to keep you steady and close to him.

Small sobs leave you as you instinctively grab the ends of the sink, bending over to cope with taking him deeper. “Just there,” you yelp, panting, as he starts pounding harder, your hair twisted around his hand. With each thrust, his sack slaps against your clit, making you lose your shit.

Every time your pussy gets to the base of his cock, you pump into him with an intense tempo and move your hips around, making his cock swirl inside your body.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” you cry out with shallow, jagged puffs, rising and resting your head on his shoulder.

He pinches your nipples between his knuckles with one hand while with the other, he starts massaging your clit with circular motions. 

“I’m gonna cum,” you whimper in pure ecstasy as a hot flush courses through you, your cunt aching and begging to release.

“You take in me so well, baby. Give it to me,” he groans, his voice a throaty sensual rasp that makes you shudder.

“Yeees,” you scream, writhing and grinding against him until you feel warm liquid dripping down your legs. 

He keeps riding your orgasm out with you, fucking the liquids in back until he hits his own high. And then it happens—his cum gushing inside you, stuffing you up.

Out of breath, Alex pulls himself out of you, watching his cum leak out. He lazily grins at you, his curls sticking to his head, and you tuck them all back with trembling hands, giggling. 

“This pussy and her owner over here will be the death of me,” he chuckles, gasping for air as he pulls you in for a sloppy, heated kiss.

[greenxgloss]

haaaiii mootie pie!! i'm here with a lil request :3

so like, i don't have any actual ideas BUT soft fluffy gentle sex with charlie hhrnmmggnghnrhhrnrm 😵‍💫 idk sorry, bye bye mwahh!!

MOOTIE PIE I LOVE THAT AND THE DRAWING this is so cute

Movie Date (Charlie Walker) NSFW

Tags: @romanroyapoligist @nevvdrinksteaa @444rockstargf @wildathevrt

Summary: you ask Charlie on a movie date at home and you escalate the moment, unable to hold yourself back Contents: Fem!Reader, NSFW, Use of Y/N, Soft!Dom!Charlie (cuz ik you like that one pooks), unprotected sex, p in v, reader receiving oral

You slipped on your black lace set as you got ready for your date with Charlie. you finally worked up the courage to ask him out knowing he wouldn't make the first move and you planned to put out on the first date of course.

You finished getting ready, sitting in excitement waiting for the clock to hit. and suddenly you heard the knock on your front door. quickly you got the popcorn out and ran to the door to answer it. "Hi!" you exclaimed, your eagerness getting away from you. And you would have been embarrassed if it wasn't for the grin already glued to his face with flowers in his hands. "You sweet boy." you said pulling him inside and closing the door behind him. "Hi." he said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath and immediately you could tell he was nervous.

"I got some new horror movies for us to watch." you said, bubbly and excited, taking the bouquet from his hands and leading him to the kitchen to search for a vase. "That's actually the sweetest thing." he giggled. all he could do was look at you endearingly like he was staring at his dream girl. "you haven't kissed me yet." he said, holding his hands behind his back like a boy waiting patiently for his turn. you giggled. "in time my sweet boy." you teased, taking his hand and leading him to the living room after putting the flowers in water.

You plugged in the first movie and sat next to Charlie, crossing a leg over his lap and snuggling into him, making sure you jumped into him when a scary scene came on. obviously, you weren't scared you just wanted him to hug you tighter. your hands unconsciously slipped down his waist.

He let out a forced yawn and wrapped his arm around you, causing you to giggle. "you're such a cliche." you told him. "i-is that bad?" he asked, looking down at you. "no I like it, I like the cliche, I like when you touch me." you whispered, causing him to reach around and gently lay his hand on your lower stomach. your breath hitched. "like this?" he asked quietly and you nodded in response as he inched his hands lower. "you know why I haven't kissed you yet?" you asked, getting up and turning to straddle him. "to torture me?" he asked, looking up at you and placing his hands on your hips. "no I just knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself once I started." you told him as you leaned down to kiss him.

You tugged at his shirt and he pulled away to take it off. you sat back and watched him, running your hands down his chest. "God Charlie you're so fine." you whispered. he pulled you in, kissing you softly and sensually, raising the hair on your arms. "Charlie." you spoke. "yeah?" he breathed out. "I need you." You began unzipping his jeans as you began getting undressed. "oh you planned to put out on the first date huh?" he asked almost out of breath eyefucking you in your matching set and it made you more eager, you just wanted to put your hands all over him. "of course I did." you giggled, wiggling out of your jeans. you saw his eyes falter for a moment, thinking you probably did this with most guys. "only for you Charlie." you whispered, getting back on his lap.

Charlie already had a hard on, begging for your gentle hands to wrap around it. you began grinding your hips down and his mouth opened right up. "oh fuck it feels so good, Y/N." he gripped your hips gently, scared to bruise you. charlie leaned in to gently bite down on your neck, leaving hickeys. "brand me, baby. I want to be at school showing people I'm yours." your words tasting like sugar slipping through your lips. though his mouth wasn't on yours, Charlie groaned into your skin at how sweet you tasted. he reached down to pull your panties aside and lifted you to slowly slip himself into your heat.

he craved you so bad, wanting to please you and listen to you whine out his name. This being exactly what you did as it slipped deeper and deeper. "oh Charlie fuck." the sound of your moan pushing Charlie to lightly buck his hip up. "yeah? that feels good? tell me what you want. faster?" he asked, watching you close your eyes in pleasure. "no keep going slow I like it. please please just keep going." you said reaching down and rubbing tight circles on your clit. "that's my job baby let me do all the work." he said, gently pulling away your hand and flipping you on your back now in missionary.

he replaced your hand and began rubbing those quick tight circles while keeping his slow pace. you were now a moaning mess begging him to speed up. "you feel so good Y/N." he said both of you now sweating and feeling your release approach. "I'm- I'm close Charlie." you stuttered as his thrust became sloppy. you gripped the pillow behind you as you felt yourself untangle and melt under his touch. he moaned out, collapsing on your chest.

"you're so beautiful." he let out as you both caught your breath. "and wow you sound just as beautiful." you could hear his smirk as you said this, running your hands through his hair. "speak for yourself loser." you joked. "right I'm the loser but you couldn't kiss me because you wouldn't be able to hold back from fucking." he said looking up at you, leading you to lightly pulling his hair. "watch it pretty boy." you said, leaning over to kiss his forehead.

"Can I.." he trailed off, reaching his hand down to your heat. "UM YES? Be gentle I'm still sensitive" you exclaimed. "I love it when you ask for permission like I'd ever say no." you said, rushing to sit up when he got off you. he spread your legs and kissed up your thighs until he reached your dripping heat. "I'll make sure to do it every time." he said before licking a stripe up your pussy. you let out a quiet moan, your hand flying up to your mouth. "don't cover your mouth baby I wanna hear those sweet moans." he whispered up at you, pulling away. you nodded. he went back down, sucking and gently biting causing your back to arch as you gripped his hair. "oh god it's so good." you whimpered as his tongue dipped into you and before you knew it you spilled your release into his mouth. "you taste so good Y/N." he said, getting up to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips, biting his lower lip. "you can have a taste whenever you want, my love." you said, pulling away. the both of you cuddling on the couch the rest of the night, switching the movie over to a romcom and feeding each other popcorn.

there would definitely be more dates.

A/N: i worked a little bit more on this one HOPE YOU LIKED IT ARTIE!!

[girlfromomegle]

THANK THE FUCKING HEAVENS. A NEW PHOTO OF EVAN JUST DROPPED IM GONNA FUCKING NUT IN MY PANTS

[quicksilversg1rl]

And They Were Roommates

Alex (Adult World) x Fem Reader

Warnings: Alex being the absolute perfect boy ever, oral (male receiving), a lot of titty worship, intercourse and I think that's all, let me know if I missed anything! 

You and Alex weren’t originally supposed to be rooming together; the plan was that you and your best friend Amy would rent an apartment or house together all throughout college and even after. Well clearly you hadn’t stuck to the plan. 

“Wait what? So, we’re not going to be living together anymore? What about our plan?” You asked as you looked towards your friend. Truth be told you were pissed; you and Amy had planned this since the two of you became friends, which was at the beginning of high school and now everything had to change because she wanted to move in with her boyfriend. 

“I’m so sorry please don’t be mad at me, it’s just Brian really wants me to move in with him and his mom even likes the idea and I really wanna get in her good books, she even offered to take me furniture shopping!”

“I’m not mad Amy, I’m glad you’re happy with Brian it’s just I have no idea how I’m going to pay for the house myself.” 

“Ohhh no need to worry, the day Brian asked me to move in with him I already went looking for a new roommate for you, you remember Alex, my manager from when I used to work at Adult World?”

You remembered Alex yeah; you had dropped Amy off at work one time and she introduced you to him. 

“So, turns out he’s looking for a place to stay and he’s a nice guy and I trust him to not like murder you or something so, he’s going to be your new roomie!”

You were stunned, Amy really had it all figured out. 

Fast forward to now, you and Alex were doing your monthly shopping; when the two of you first moved in together things were a little awkward considering you didn’t know each other that well but soon the awkwardness was gone and the two of you became really close. 

The two of you were nearing the till when you remembered you had forgotten something. 

“Oh shit I forgot I needed tampons I’m gonna get some real quick.”

Alex just nodded his head towards you as you made your way to the aisle. As you were making your way back, you accidentally knocked into someone. 

“Oh my God I’m so sorry.” You said towards the guy you bumped into as you reached to pick up the few things that had fallen to the floor. 

“No worries.” he said, handing you your pack of tampons. You were about to leave when he stepped in front of you.

“Sorry if this is a little forward but you’re really beautiful and I’d like to know if I could get your number perhaps?” 

You blushed at his words; he was good looking, and no one had shown any romantic interest in you in quite a while, so you gave it to him. 

Once you got back to Alex, he was unpacking the cart.

“Hey what took you so long?” 

“This really hot guy asked for my number!” You said while putting the pack of tampons on the conveyer belt. 

The two of you split the pay and made your way to Alex’s car. 

Once you got home, the two of you went about your normal evening festivities. You both packed the groceries away, made food together and went to sit on the couch and watch your favourite show together, Criminal Minds. 

While the two of you were eating your phone vibrated and you realized the guy from the supermarket, Jason sent you a message. You clicked on the notification and read the message; he was asking you out on a date. You quickly replied to the message and finalized the plans with him before dropping your phone and looking at Alex. 

He immediately noticed your face had lit up and waited for you to speak. 

“Cute dude from the supermarket asked me out on a date! I’m going out on a date Alex oh my God!”

Alex’s face fell at your revelation, but he quickly plastered a smile back onto his face.  

“Oh my God really? When?”

“Tomorrow! I’m gonna meet him at this fancy restaurant he suggested, we’re meeting at 8pm.” You said with a huge smile on your face. You were really excited about this date; you hadn’t been on a date since the last one you had with your ex-girlfriend, which was in high school. 

The night went on as normal and soon morning came. 

The next day went pretty quickly and next thing you know you were busy getting ready for your date. It was a Saturday night so Alex was working late at the store, considering he was the manager. 

You quickly sent him a text letting him know that you were about to get in an uber and go to the restaurant you were going to meet Jason at. 

You got into the uber and as you sat down you felt your phone vibrate, you looked down and saw it was a message from Alex. 

‘Okay let me know when you get there and stay safe (in more ways than one😉)’

You let out a little laugh at his message and quickly liked it. 

When you looked up again you had reached the restaurant, you payed your uber and sent a message to Alex letting him know that you made it there safely. 

You went inside the restaurant and gave Jason’s name to the hostess, seeing as he said that he made the reservation under his name. She led you to your table and you sat down waiting for your date to come. 

A few minutes had passed, and Jason still hadn’t come, you checked your phone countless times to see if he had sent you a message perhaps but there were none. 

The next time you looked at your phone it was almost 9pm and he still hadn't shown up, a waitress had made her way to your table at least four times asking if you were ready to order and each time you told her that you’d rather wait for your date; well, it seems he wasn’t going to show. 

You angrily reached for your things and made your way to the restaurants exit. As you were walking you felt a few tears stain your cheeks but quickly rubbed them away as you lifted your phone towards your ear. 

“Hey Alex, uhm sorry to bother you right now but could you please come pick me up?” You said trying not to choke on a few of your tears.

“Hey are you okay? What happened with your date? Did he do something-”

“No Alex he didn’t do anything, he didn’t even fucking show up hah! But could you please come get me I really don’t wanna take an uber right now.”

“Of course, just hold tight.” 

You thanked him and you ended the call waiting for him to arrive. As soon as you saw his car you went up to him and before you could get in, he got out of his car and wrapped his arms around you. 

“I’m really sorry Y/n.” he said before pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You just hugged him tighter and melted into his chest. 

Once the two of you were in the car, Alex’s hand never left your thigh, always giving you reassuring touches every now and then. 

The two of you quickly made it home and you both plopped down onto the couch. He looked toward you with sorry eyes and opened up his arms. You immediately went towards him and layed your head down onto his chest. 

“Look Y/n any guy would be lucky to have you, you’re beautiful, smart, really funny and overall, just an amazing person and only an incel like Jason would stand someone as amazing as you up.” 

Your cheeks grew warm at Alex’s words, and you looked up towards him from your place on his chest. You hadn’t realized just how beautiful Alex really was, sure you knew he was attractive, but you never really took the time to actually look at him; you hadn’t realized how dark his eyes really were, how sharp his jawline was, how deep his dimples got when he smiled and how beautiful his brown hair was. 

“You’re very pretty Alex.” You said reaching up to stroke his cheek. Before you could say more, he pressed his lips to yours in a loving kiss, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip asking for entry. You allowed him to deepen the kiss and as his tongue explored your mouth, you moved on top of him, straddling his waist. 

You moved your kisses down his jaw and along his neck, leaving bruises in your wake. You tugged on his shirt signaling for him to take it off and he did. Once his shirt was off you moved your kisses down his chest and inched closer to where he needed you. You moved to pull down his sweats, looking up at him for permission. 

“You don’t have to.” He said has his hand went down to cup the side of your face. 

“I want to.” You said as you lowered his sweats and boxers and placed kisses along his v-line before grabbing ahold of his hard cock. You placed a kiss to his tip, and he let out an almost inaudible whimper at the action. You stroked him a few times before placing his entire length inside your mouth, wrapping your hands around what couldn’t fit. 

You started sucking him off, taking him in and out of your mouth, tapping his tip on your tongue. Alex was throwing his head against the arm of the couch moaning your name left right and center. You focused back onto his tip sucking the life out of him. You moved one of your hands to his balls, massaging them as you sucked harder. You reached your other hand up, rubbing up and down on his chest. 

“Oh fuck, I’m-I’m gonna cum Y/n please, please don’t stop it feels so fucking good.” You looked up at him through your eyelashes and once his eyes met yours, he lost it. His load shot into your mouth, and you sucked him even harder, milking him for everything he had to give you. Once you swallowed it all you moved up towards his mouth as he eagerly placed his lips on yours, tasting himself on your tongue and moaning at the action. 

“I want you so bad.” He said between kisses. 

“You have me baby.” You said before placing another loving kiss to his lips. You quickly moved to take your shirt off and loosen your bra, letting it fall to the carpeted floor of your and Alex’s shared living room. Once his eyes caught sight of your bare breasts, he immediately attached his lips to one of your nipples, moving his hand to grab onto the other once, twisting your nipple between his thumb and index finger. You threw your head back at the pleasure as you started grinding against his dick. 

You quickly removed your underwear and grabbed ahold of his dick, running it along your folds and up to your clit, the action making both of you twitch in place. You slowly placed him at your entrance, sinking down onto him. Once his entire length was inside of you, you immediately started rocking your hips back and forth. 

Alex placed his hands on your hips and started thrusting up into you. He kept nudging your g-spot, making you bounce on his cock meeting his thrusts, desperate for your release. As you were bouncing Alex couldn’t take his eyes off of your tits as they bounced with each movement of your hips. 

“Alex I’m so close.” You said as you let out an almost pornographic moan. 

“Me too baby, I don’t think I’m going to last long.” 

You moved your lips to his neck, your bounces becoming sloppier as you neared your release. Once you felt Alex’s hand reach down and rub slow but hard circles onto your clit, you lost it. You moved your mouth towards Alex’s as you came, struggling to kiss back. As soon as Alex felt your cunt clenching around his dick, he was spilling his seed into you. You swallowed his moans as you kissed him, slowly still grinding into him to ease you through your high. 

Once you both were done you collapsed onto his bare chest, nuzzling your face into his neck. You placed a kiss at the soft skin, running your lips over the marks you left there earlier. 

You swiftly lifted yourself up to look at Alex, a huge smile planted on his lips, show casing his adorable dimples. You placed a kiss onto his lips and felt him smile into the kiss.

“I like you Alex, a lot.”

“I like you too Y/n, a lot.” he said as the two of you erupted into a fit of giggles. He slowly eased you off of him and grabbed your hand, leading you towards the bathroom. As you were peeing, Alex was running a bath and once you were done, he made his way over to you and picked you up and placed you into the warm, bubble filled bath. Once you were settled, he got in behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing his head in the crook of your neck as you melted into his chest. 

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@soaringcloud​ @yes-divine-ruler​

 I hope you all enjoyed this ;)

[nyrasbloodyclover]

why is no one talking about how relatable emma's character in adult world is??? she literally locks herself in her room and drinks while writing smut about alex (evan peters)

[eventually27]

more being added as i write them and requests always open! ♡

Evan Peters

Persuasion (smut)

Tate Langdon

Shower shenanigans (smut)

Kit Walker..

Protection (reader takes a punishment for kit)

Morning bliss (smut)

Kyle Spencer..

String lights (pre death fluff)

Communication (frankenkyle smut)

James Patrick March

Birthday wish (fluff)

Kai Anderson

Unholy (smut)

Whip (pre cult kai smut)

Alex

After hours (smut)

Warren Lipka

Finish on a high (smut)

Caught in the act (smut)

The Evans

Their signs and heights

How they would react to you having your period

Headcanons

Being frat Kyle's girlfriend (with tattoos)

[memobread]

im actually gonna cry bc of how fine this man is

HES SO FUCKING HOT AND HIS FUCKING HANDS JESUS MARY AND JOSEPH

i am so unbelievably HORNY FOR THIS FUCKING MAN. i swear to god i'd let him do absolutely anything to me. i am merely an object of his pleasure. holy fucking shit i need this man so so so so so bad i'm gonna cry. DAVE FICS COMING DAVE FICS COMING DAVE FICS COMING FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKK

[evanpeterswhoresblog]

Master List

evan peters + his characters

Tate Langdon:

A Cruel Punishment smut

A Different Kind of High smut

His Obsession angst/ mild smut

Lovefool angst/ smut

Kit Walker:

Love in the Darkness smut also kinda fluff

Hell on Earth angst

Kyle Spencer:

none yet

Jimmy Darling:

none yet

James Patrick March:

none yet

Kai Anderson:

none yet

Luke Cooper:

Office Secrets smut

Max Cooperman:

Old Friends (1) (2) smut

Alex (adult world):

The Late Shift smut

Quicksilver:

none yet

Warren Lipka:

Behind the Crime smut

Evan Peters:

none yet

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marauders

Sirius Black:

Cherry Bomb smut

Linger smut

James Potter:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 2) smut

Guilty as Sin? smut?

Fresh Out The Slammer (part two of Guilty as Sin) smut

Remus Lupin:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 3) smut

Innocence (pt. 1) (pt.2) smut

Guilty as Sin? smut?

Regulus Black:

none yet

~~~

other characters + people

Ethan Landry :

none yet

Coriolanus Snow:

none yet

[kai-anderson-whore]

writing prompt: Adult world au in which Alex dumps the character played by Emma Roberts and starts dating the reader but the reader doesn't even know Alex likes her until he shows up at her apartment

Ripping off the band-aid (alex adult world x fem reader)

Warnings: none

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Another long day at work, you didn't exactly hate your job nor liked it, one because it's a sex store, so you felt awkward with things, but what got you through it was alex he was a good friend who mentored you.

You both shared a love for art, spending time outside of work painting and what not, you were close friends, recently alex broke up with amy not long after she left the store for another job in a different state he said they were naturally drifting apart anyway so they weren't too bummed about it.

You and alex grew more closer a strong bond between you both, going to each others places after work to paint ect.

Alex loved your company in work, and outside of work, he grew to have feelings for you, he never voiced them to you scared you never felt the same about him, but little did he know you infact did.

You grew feelings for him when you first met him on your first day of work whilst he was with amy but he never knew, you thought if you can be friends then that's enough for you.

Stocking the shelfs with the latest "flims" making sure they go in the correct place, "Hey y/n there's a party tonight if you want to go?" Alex asked scratching the back of his neck waiting on your answer.

"Not tonight alex I'm not really feeling up to partying tonight maybe another time" you smiled politely, Alex's smile fading for only a split second, "Yeah that's cool- hey are you okay" he asked wanting to double check if your okay which made you smile.

"Yeah I'm okay alex just not I'm the partying mood tonight plus I have a shift early in the morning" you chuckled placing the last dvd on the shelf, "and done" you sighed.

Now your shift was over able to close the store for the night, "closing time" alex said staring to lock the place up, "finally I'll need to walk my dog once I'm back" you said, "Oh yeah how is bruiser anyway" he asked talking about your pit bull bruiser.

"He's great actually his paw is healing well and he's out and about now" you said your dog hurt his paw a few weeks ago resulting in him with a bandaged paw for a few weeks, "that's great I should come over and see him soon" alex chuckled making you giggle, "you should alex I think he misses you" you said grabbing your long coat along with your hat and scarf since it was the cold season.

"Yeah we'll arrange a day" he smiled grabbing his jacket and hat, putting it on, "Ready to go?" You asked walking to the door, "Yeah let's go, want me to drop you off?" He offered you nodded accepting his offer, "you got the key?" He asked you said yes locking the door.

Entering Alex's car he hopped in the drivers side staring the engine, driving you home you both chatted about anything you could within the twenty minute drive.

Making it outside your apartment alex stopping the engine turning to you, all he wanted to do was tell you how he felt or cup her face and kiss your soft lips right now, but he had to restrain himself scared he would ruin the great friendship you had built over the last since you started working in adult world.

"Thanks alex for dropping me off I'll see you tomorrow" you smiled grabbing your things, "no problem want me to pick you up?" He asked as you were getting out the car, "if its no problem" you replied alex shrugged it off, "not at all be up early" he joked making you roll your eyes, "okay see you tomorrow" you smiled closing the car door and into your apartment.

With a sigh you closed your front door, being greeted by bruiser, "Hey baby" you smiled petting your dog, "did you miss me" you cooed as he wagged his tail all excitedly, "come on we'll take you for a quick walk then we can relax" you said placing his lead on him then back outside taking him for a walk.

(Alex's pov)

The party was a boring without y/n there she was the light and soul of any party she attended, always knew how to have fun that's was I liked about her, along with any other things, I thought I couldn't like anyone the way I liked Amy but y/n seemed to prove me wrong and she didn't even know.

I yearned to tell her how I feel to rip off the band-aid and let it all out for once and for all, but the fear of ruining our friendship.

I sat in a corner not really socialising with people a red solo cup in hand with I don't know what, i didn't feel like getting wasted just one drink or two then home, it wasn't the same without y/n at a party alone.

Deciding to call it a night I went and left my half drank cup on the side amd left the party, driving home I drove by y/n's house unknowingly stopped ar the carpark of the apartment....

(Y/ns pov)

You were asleep your dog laying across your legs snoring,your hair was a mess on the pillow, as the weight of the night lulled you into your current slumber, only to be awakened by bruiser barking loudly by the door making you furrow your brows in confusion of who could possibly be at your door at 3 in the morning.

Getting up from the bed now hearing the knocks at your door, bruiser going more crazy by that noise, you grabbing his collar so he wouldn't run out the house, opening the door to reveal alex.

"Alex what are you doing here it's three in the morning" you said with half sleepy eyes, "I need to talk to you" he sighed you stepped aside letting him in locking your door, bruiser all over him as he greeted your dog.

"Okay what's up?" You asked taking a seat on your bed, "I don't know exactly how to tell you this so I'll just rip the band-aid off I like you y/n a lot, and I know you don't feel the same and I'm cool with that as long we can be frin-" You cut him off with a light giggle.

"What's funny?" He asked confused you shook your head "just the fact that you couldn't see I felt the same about you alex" you blushed, "really you do" you nodded moving closer to him.

Till your lips locked together alex wanted to do that since the moment he saw you, the kiss was even better than you could imagine till bruiser jumped in the middle making you both pull away laughing.

"Stay here tonight alex it's too late to go out anyway" you said with a yawn, "do you mind?" He asked unsure if you really meant it, "yes alex if I wasn't I wouldn't have asked" you smiled getting under the covers so did he.

The room was quiet you were unsure what this meant for you both, "alex?", "Yeah?".

"What are we" you asked turning to face him in the bed, "well we could try and see were this leads us you know test the waters" he suggested making you smile, "I'd like that" you replied kissing his soft lips one more time before falling asleep in his arms.

[greenxgloss]

Dating Gabriel (NSFW)

Tags: @romanroyapoligist @nevvdrinksteaaa @444rockstargf @wildathevrt

A/N:idk i just decided to put SOMETHING out while my writers block is kicking me in the ass and i rewatched Gabriel.

you hate how much he smokes despite smoking with him sometimes

you smoke to bond with him

he’s overprotective of you

you encourage his stims and repeat them to make him comfortable (clean machine, cheese from Belize)

he works in his favourite restaurant in New York and keeps a strict schedule to avoid overwhelming himself but takes days off every once in a while to just spend the whole day with you

he loves cooking for you but cannot cook for the life of him

he is soooo persistent about making sure you clean any cuts you have even if they’re minor paper cuts

he’s not super sexual. doesn’t have a huge sex drive

it’s rare when he wants to have crazy sex, usually, he prefers being sensual and in his words, taking all of you in and making you feel completely loved and appreciated when having sex

it’s easy for him to feel taken advantage of with sex so you don’t push him to try new things often

he loves rom-coms and mysteries

he ADORES soft indie romance like Laith Ross and Quinnie as well as sometimes enjoying rock music but he’ll often listen to alternative music the most when he’s having an episode

he loves making crafts with you and having more intimate dates where you just make things together

he’s always making sure you’ve eaten and had enough water

though he doesn’t like being with his family he LOVESSS bragging about you to them

you have a cat together OF COURSE

he doesn’t want kids out of fear of not being good enough even though you know he’d be a wonderful father

you cuddle him to sleep because he can't sleep without it

being tied to the hip, the two of you

reading to him sometimes before bed

A/N: okay now i gotta go the fuck to sleep cuz i work in like 3 hours

[kittenwalker]

cuddles (evan peters) x (fem!reader)

Evan has been filming a show in a different city and you deeply missed him. You had to be away from his sweet kisses and warm hugs for about a month now, but he was coming back home in another day or so. That made you motivated to move on to the next day but as of now you just have to hold on for another day before seeing him.

you jiggled your keys, struggling to open the open the door to your apartment due to so many grocery bags hanged around your arms. Nonetheless, you still managed to open the door and you dumped all the bags on the kitchen island. You then hear faint buzzing noises coming from the living room, you curiously walked into the mysterious room. When you walked in, you saw that the television was on.

“ i don’t remember watching tv before heading to the supermarket “ you mumbled to yourself. you were starting to get worried, what if a intruder came in to rob you? With sweaty palms you started to grab your phone and message Evan. 

‘ hey babe i think there’s a intruder in the house, i walked in and the television was on ‘ you alerted Evan

‘ or maybe you were watching the tv and forgot to switch it off? ‘ Evan questioned 

seeing how Evan’s respond was very calm, it seemed to chill you down a bit. Maybe you were just really forgetful? Besides, you didn’t hear or see anyone lurking around in the house. Maybe this is sign from god to tell you to rest.

you glanced to the tv to see your boyfriend on the screen, playing alex from adult world. Walking over to the fridge, you took some ice cream to pair with the show. You sat down on the sofa but you felt someone’s leg, you look to your left to see your man laying there with popcorn and watching himself. You start laughing then saying,

“ So that’s why you weren’t concerned about the intruder thingy, it was you! “ you whizzed out.

“ aren’t you happy i’m home? “ he asked making a sad pout

“ of course i am, i weren’t expecting you to come back till tomorrow “ 

You jumped on to him, snuggling into the crook of his warm neck. Evan hugged you back, smuggling you with kisses all over you face.

“ i have been waiting for this moment “ you whispered inhaling Evan’s scent, that smelled like home to you

“ well don’t worry i’m not going anywhere anymore “ 

“ good “ 

Both of you stayed in the comfort of each other’s warmth, sleep eventually washing over both of you.

[sophiethewitch1]

20 years old and shocking enough I finally feel like I'm old enough to write smut without it being a moral failing

[demxnicprxncess]

Boutta write a STORY about Peter Maximoff y'all, but anyways heres your chance to vent and your reminder to eat drink take a break and breath! Lemme know how yall are in the comments if you want, this is a mental break moment lovelies.