#and I’m gonna have to fill up tomorrow and it’s gonna suck so bad)

[victory-cookies]

everyone in my life just needs me for my car :(

[darnell-la]

can i request reader babytrapping logan? him begging her not to make him cum inside sounds filthy but amazing

note: Logan and his overthinking, but he loves the reader so much that he’ll just have to be more obsessive and protective over her.

———

“Slow down, Bub — Can’t have Wade hearing us,” Logan placed his hands on both of y/n’s ass cheeks, trying to slow her down and make her move at his own paste.

“So close,” y/n moaned low as she leaned down in between the crook of his neck. The man could barely keep his grunts in, legs shaking as his cock pulsed. He was close and had to tell her to get off soon. Even if she came cum first.

“Fuck, Bub — Hurry up — I’m close too,” Logan told the girl, only making her grip the sheets and bounce more uncontrollably. She needed all of him, and he never gave it to her. She’ll get it tonight.

“Hey, slow down,” Logan tried stopping her, but she wouldn’t. She kept bouncing, cunt soaking his cock the faster she went. “So close,” y/n whined, feeling her clit go numb.

“Bub, get off — C-Can’t take it anymore,” Logan’s hips bucked as his breathing quickened. “Please, don’t push me off — Wanna feel you cum,” y/n begged the man as she put all of her weight onto him.

“Fuck, y/n — Don’t be like this — Not right now,” the man could barely hold himself back. Her legs were too sweet, and his kind tried taking him over. Maybe breeding her doesn’t sound too bad.

“Please, please — Need it,” y/n’s voice spoke in his ear, echoing through his body like an angel. “Fuck, y/n, we can’t. We- Fuck!” Logan couldn’t speak as his feet curled.

“That’s it, daddy — Please fill me up — Please,” Logan’s cock twitched as her cunt slid up and down his shaft. He was far too gone when he tried pulling her off. He became weak, allowing y/n to grab his wrists and pin them next to his head.

“Yes, yes!” She cried out, clenching around his cock as she came. Logan’s mouth went slack as his breath n became spotty. Y/n rose back and forth until she felt his warm seed shoot into her cunt.

“Oh, yes,” y/n cried in pleasure, loving the feeling of his seed filling her up and his body's reaction to doing so. “So good, daddy,” y/n whispered as she softly sucked on the side of the man’s neck.

After riding her orgasm out for a couple of more minutes, y/n got off and flopped to the side of the man. He was out of breath and still contemplating life. He came to her, and she knows he has love issues.

Everyone he loves ends up hurt, which is why he always tries to argue with Wade. “Baby, it’s okay,” y/n placed her hand on the man’s chest. “I’ll be okay. I’m safe with you. This is a new life,” y/n tried comforting the man.

Logan slowly turned his head towards the woman, eyes full of tears even though he had just had the best orgasm of his life.

“But, I love you. I love you so fuckin’ much,” Logan slightly cried out, making her pout, feeling a bit bad for doing this, but he has to get over this sooner or later, sight? They’ve been dating for months, and y/n’s finally ready to settle down. Logan’s perfect.

“I love you too, Logan, but you can’t push me away. That will be the only thing hurting me,” y/n rubbed his cheek to remove one single tear. The two silently looked into each other's eyes, falling in love all over again.

“Felt so good — C-Couldn’t pull out,” Logan admitted with a slight smile. “I know, baby. I want more tomorrow after we rest,” Y/n said before kissing the top of the man’s head.

“Need it now,” Logan’s words surprised her. She was even more shocked when the man moved on top of her, coming up and between her legs. “Gonna keep you forever. I’ll never let you go. Never,”

[yanderenightmare]

Have you ever wrote something like

Detective reader x criminal yandere or vice versa

♡ TW: yandere, kidnapping, serial killer, mutilation, blood and gore, amatuer amputation

♡ gn reader

It’s so sweet of you to be so obsessed with him. Following his every track—of the tracks he decides to leave behind for you, of course. But in this game the two of you play it’s clear who’s the better player. But then again, it’s not exactly a fair fight. You have to follow the law, after all, and he doesn’t. It’s way easier for him when he can watch you through any means he deems necessary—while you have to go through your boss each and every time you wish to follow up on any simple lead.

Oh, but you’re so cute—with your little crimeboard. “Is all that red string for little old me?” he’ll chuckle under his breath, sipping his coffee as he stares at your busy body from across the room. It’s too bad it’s all a waste. You’ll never find him, even though he’s right under your nose as a fellow detective. 

In a way, he wishes you could play cat and mouse forever, constantly switching the roles. Though he salutes you for getting this far—there have been times when you’ve made him have to work twice as diligently—but in the end, it’s far too easy to stop you.

“I’m sorry about this—I wish I could do it differently, but you, of all people, know my M.O. better than anyone,” he apologizes, kneeling before the spot he has you strapped to a chair in his living room—a plastic sheet beneath you with your wrist neatly fixed to the armrest as he holds a heated knife to your pinky.

The gag between your teeth soaks with your spit and screams as he expertly snips the little finger clean off.

“There we go, all done!” he cheers, smiling at you gently, then putting your lopped-off digit into a plastic container filled with ice. “I’ll make sure our respected coworkers find this tomorrow.”

You shiver, screams turning to sobs and gasps. He places the box and knife onto the floor, then proceeds to cup your face in both blood-wet hands.

“Don’t worry,” he ushers. “I’m not gonna kill you like I did all the others.”

He gets in close. Thumbs stroking your tear-soaked cheeks, painting them red. His eyes seem black—eclipsed with something inhuman as he skitters across your face from your glassy doll eyes all swollen and glittery to your sniffling nose and your plumped lips sucking the cloth he’d tied around the back of your head. 

Even closer now, he continues with a rasp, “No—just for you—I’ll break my ritual and keep you safe and sound with me as a living trophy,” he laughs then, breathily with elation, placing his forehead upon your sweat-pilled one. “You’ll be my audience while I continue my work,” he muses while smiling giddily up at you. “My sweetest and prettiest little fan.”

♡ BNHA – Deku, Denki, Hawks, ♡ JJK – Mahito, Gojo ♡ HQ – Tendou, Atsumu ♡ DS – Doma ♡ WB – Kiryu, Umemiya, Togame ♡ AOT – Armin

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[lipglossanon]

Goodnight Moon

────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

Subby Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, somnophilia, slight dubcon, Leon POV, dirty thoughts, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

not proofread ✍️ inspired by @nvoirs ask! so it’s all smut 🤭

────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

At first he doesn’t realize what woke him; maybe the last whispers of a dream? He slowly blinks his eyes open and sees you before the sensations click in his brain. He holds in his moan as you sink down on his cock, inch by agonizing inch.

“Fuck,” he hears you whisper, “fuck me, always so big.”

He wants to buck up into you from that dirty praise, but holds himself still as you cockwarm him. Slick drips from your pussy down onto his balls and he thinks he’s going to die here. Almost crying in relief, he keeps his eyes slitted open to watch you raise up as slowly as you sank down on him; the head of his cock keeps your hole spread open before you sit back down, burying him as deep as before.

You moan softly, hands braced on his lower stomach, “So good, god, needed this so bad.”

It feels like he’s going to vibrate out of his skin; there’s no way he’s not going to give himself away. You feel way too good—so wet and soft and warm around his cock. He bites his tongue as your pussy flutters and sucks his cock back inside while you gently bounce on his lap.

He’s going to lose it, he just knows it. Keeping his eyes lowered lets him watch your facial expressions, lets him see the way your mouth drops open in a little ‘o’ when you sink completely down on him, his tip kissing your cervix in the way you like.

“God, Leon,” you mewl, “you fill me up so good.”

He almost reaches to grab you before realizing you still haven’t noticed he’s awake. He’s halfway tempted to just ruin the moment, tell you what a perfect fucking cunt you have—how you’re just perfect in general. Fuck, he wants to flip you over and rail you into next week for making him feel this way. He loves you, loves the way you make him feel.

A soft moan pulls his attention back to you, gaze secretive as he takes in your needy pout.

“Want your cum,” you murmur to yourself, “god, want to feel your cock pump my pussy full. Want it dripping everywhere as I cum on your fat fucking dick.”

You settle onto his lap, cock buried in your guts as you grind back and forth. His toes curl to feel how tight and snug your pussy walls pulse around his dick; in this position, he can feel you get wetter and wetter as he grinds up against your cervix and rubs across g-spot. He knows from experience this particular combination makes you cum super quick.

Your hips slow down to a swivel and he wants to gnash his teeth; you're edging him and don’t even know it. Just that thought alone makes his cock leak heavily in your tight little pussy.

“Ungh, Leon,” you whimper, “god, I’m gonna cum. G’nna cum all over your pretty cock and ride you til you cream my pussy like I deserve.”

His eyes roll back in his head although you’d never be able to tell. The self control he has right now is astounding; he’d love to just grab your ass and ram up into your sopping wet cunt until neither of you can think. His eyes peek back open to watch you sit up, keeping his cock balls deep in your wet cunt as you rub your pudgy clit. It’s mouth watering; he wants to push you down and hold your hips as he licks and kisses your pretty clit. 

It would be so easy; it wouldn’t take anything for him to pin you down before shoving his face into your sweet little cunt. He’d lick everywhere, suck your sensitive little bud until you’re pulling his hair for him to stop. He loves eating you out, could do it all the time but you’re so worried about being caught. Tomorrow, he’s going to lick your pussy all day; you deserve to have someone worship that hot little cunt til you’re crying. 

“Oh, oh, oh,” you bite your lip to keep quiet but it doesn’t stop Leon’s fingers from twitching as your pussy clenches down on his thick cock.

Bringing your palm up, you stifle as much noise as you can, hips rocking as your pussy flutters and milks his cock while your orgasm sweeps through you. One more tight squeeze from your walls and Leon’s spilling hot and heavy inside your pussy. A little punched out sigh slips from his mouth, but you must not hear as your eyes stay shut while he’s pumping his load deep in your spasming cunt.

“S’good, so thick and warm,” you sigh, your hand dropping from your mouth down to your abdomen, right over the spot Leon’s cock is shooting the last ropes of his cum inside you. 

He lets his eyes slip shut before you can catch him; so for the next few minutes, he listens to when you eventually lift off of his lap, whining about his cum dripping from your hole. 

“‘M gonna lose so much,” you complain aloud. 

He has to keep his cock from twitching at that or give himself away. You clean him up before dragging his briefs back into place. He gets the sensation of you hovering over his face before he feels you press a kiss to his cheek. Your bare feet pad across the carpet followed by the sound of his door opening and closing. He waits a beat before letting his eyes crack open. 

Seeing an empty room, he sighs loudly. How in the hell can he get a repeat of that?

[ultram0th]

Sometimes Mick felt a little bad about what he’d do. He would transform and mess with men every now and then, experimenting with a variety of victims. Guys who were jerks and needed to be taken down a peg, guys who were good Samaritans and deserved a reward, and some who were just minding their own business. It was the latter that was the most difficult to deal with. Still, whenever that urge to have fun rolled around, it was next to impossible to ignore it.

That just so happened to be the case as Mick relaxed in the sauna at the gym that he frequented. He had no idea who the two muscular men were who walked in after him, one in his mid-fifties while the other was in his early thirties. The way they chatted with one another made it sound like they were friends or at least work out buddies — the older one seemed to be more knowledgeable about workout plans and diets than the younger.

Mick smirked and stood up to leave the sauna, snapping his fingers as he exited the door.

— — —

Adam sat on the sauna bench, enjoying how the hot steam relaxed his tense muscles after his strenuous workout. “Damn,” he huffed, rolling his neck to the side to pop it, “that kicked the crap out of me.”

The older man, Vlad, smirked and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I told you I can whip you into shape,” he chuckled. “We’ll have you contest-ready in no time.”

Adam was interested in getting into natural bodybuilding, and after searching online, had managed to find Vlad who was a certified personal trainer. The older guy had years of experience when it came to helping others bulk up to incredible sizes, so Adam was eager to hire him. Lo and behold, it was only his first session with the guy, and he was already feeling as if his muscles were on fire.

The two men talked about workout plans, not really noticing when the other gym patron left the sauna, snapping his fingers behind him. There was an odd electric feel to the thick, steamy air that passed as soon as it had come.

Adam massaged his already sore pectoral, winded from the workout his trainer had put him through. Still, the results were promising and he found himself incredibly excited for tomorrow’s workout. He glanced over at the older man.

“So, like, what’s the workout plan for tomorrow, Daddy?” he asked in a voice that sounded like it’d shot up several octaves, sounding comical coming from his bulky body. He jerked back in confusion and cleared his throat a couple times, wondering if the steam was just messing with it and making it sound weird; but that didn’t explain the odd inflections or why he’d referred to the older man as ‘Daddy’.

Even Vlad scrunched up his face in confusion, eying the younger man up and down. “I’m gonna work those tight glutes of yours, Babe,” he grunted, his voice sounding deeper and rougher than it had earlier. The older man’s eyes widened in shock at what had left his mouth and he scratched at his chest in wonder, wincing when he felt much more hair on it than usual. 

Sure enough, when he looked down at himself, his chiseled chest was covered in dense salt-and-pepper colored hair. What shocked him the most was that his nipples had seemingly inflated, sticking out of the hairy forest by at least half and inch.

“Damn, Boy, Daddy’s nips have gotten so big for ya to suck on,” he heard himself playfully growl, blood draining from his face at his words.

Adam shot to his feet in a panic, his heart racing in his chest. “Daddy, like, what is even happening to us?” he twittered, waving his hands effeminately as he began to fret. He had no idea why he or Vlad were speaking so differently and he began to wonder if it was the steam that was affecting their brains. “Like, maybe this steam is fucking with our heads?”

The two men rushed out of the steam room and stood out in the vacant locker room, both of them panting from a mixture of the heat from the sauna and from the trepidation that filled their worried bodies.

It took them both a second to realize that in their hurry to get out of the sauna and catch their breath, they didn’t notice that they were standing uncomfortably close to one another: Vlad had his buff arm wrapped around Adam’s waist, the latter resting one of his hands on the the former’s hairier chest.

Both men took a quick step away from one another, blushing furiously. Neither of them wanted to admit that they wanted to step closer though, opting to look anywhere but at the other.

Adam took a nervous breath and readied himself to see if all the weirdness really was just due to the steam. “So, like, that was suuuuper weird,” he said, his heart falling at the words that left his mouth.

At the worried look that crossed over Adam’s features, Vlad felt an unknown protective surge inside of him, and he stepped forward and enveloped the smaller man in his arms. He was shocked by his actions, having never held another man so intimately before, but he couldn’t deny that he liked it. “Relax, Baby,” he said. “Let’s go home and figure this out.”

Adam was so focused on how much he loved to have his face shoved in the older man’s hairy chest that he didn’t register that, somehow, the two men knew that they lived together. He nodded and reluctantly pulled himself away from the older man. “Like, that sounds like a great idea, Daddy,” he muttered, pausing when he looked at the other man, staring straight ahead to only see Vlad’s clavicles. “Oh em gee! I, like, totally shrunk!”

When they’d started their workout this morning, Adam had actually been taller than Vlad by at least two inches, but now that he looked at the older man, he realized that he was now the shorter of the two. In his panic, he let his towel fall to the ground.

Vlad winced and fought the lust that ran throughout his hairy body as he stared at the naked man before him. He felt himself lick his lips hungrily as he looked at his younger companion’s bulging pecs and chiseled abs, running his gaze downward to the the two-inch nub that poked out above a set of balls that resembled cherry tomatoes.

“Oh shit,” he grunted. “Babe, please don’t panic, but I think I’m gonna have a lot more fun with your ass than your cock.”

“Like, what are you talking about?” Adam asked, cocking his eyebrow. He looked down at himself in confusion. When he saw his shrunken equipment, he let out a loud shriek of terror. “Like, what happened to my nub?!” He stomped his foot in frustration. “My nub! No, my nub! Fuck me! I don’t have a nub, I have a c-c- NUB!”

“Relax, Babe, you’re gettin’ all worked up,” Vlad said in a calm voice. “Daddy will take care of everything.”

“That’s, like, totally easy for you to say!” Adam spat, putting both of his hands on his hips as he talked. “I, like, get stuck with this puny nub, while you get a big, juicy cock!” He gestured forward at the older man.

Vlad glanced down and nearly fainted when he saw the large tent in his towel. He quickly tossed the cloth to the floor and stared wide-eyed at the foot long cock that was as large as a beer can and balls that were as big as oranges. It waved wildly in front of him and leaked precum the more he looked at the smaller (in both senses of the word) man.

“Daddy, like what happened to us?” Adam panicked, his pathetic nub throbbing with want the more he stared at the older man. “Like, why am I sooooo horny right now?”

Vlad wanted nothing more than to figure out what was wrong too so that they could fix it and return to their normal relationship as trainer and client. However, deep down, the new feelings inside of him made it so that a part of him really didn’t want to go back. “Daddy will take care of that for ya, Babe,” he cooed, walking forward and wrapping his arms around the younger stud affectionately. He bent down and began to kiss up the panicked man’s jawline.

Adam was overcome with such a surge of lust and love for the older man who he called ‘Daddy’, and before he could register what was happening, the two of them were making out in the locker room. The two men felt one another up and it wasn’t long before Vlad was on his back and Adam was bouncing on his cock, grasping both of the older man’s inflated nipples. The two of them heatedly made love in the locker room, being known as the gym’s cutest couple from then on.

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 10

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“Josh!” Kiyanna called out, struggling to keep up with his long strides. Kaiden was also struggling so she let go of Josh’s hand to pick him up. “Slow down!” 

“He put his damn hands on you, Key! He lucky he not a patient in this damn hospital!.” He gruffed out as they made it to his truck with Joe trailing behind them with the stroller. “Come on, get in the car.” He muttered as he took Kaiden from her and placed him in his booster seat before grabbing Kairo out of his stroller and placing him in his carseat and turning the car on. Kiyana shook her head as she looked at her watch for the time. Josh beating Elijah’s ass had damn near taken up her whole lunch break. 

“Josh, I have to go back to work.” Josh snapped his head towards her and looked at her incredulously. 

“Key, you ain’t going back to that damn hospital. Not while he in there.” Kiyana arched one of her eyebrows and opened her mouth to most definitely curse him out but Debra and Arin running up to them stopped her. 

“Oh my god! Are you okay?!” Debra asked her, grabbing Key cheeks in her hands turning her face side to side to inspect it. 

“Debra, I’m fine.” 

“We heard what happened, Dr. Daniels is on the L&D floor trying to get you fired and press charges.” Arin spoke up, nibbing her bottom lip in worry. She hadn’t been working at Pensacola Memorial for long but Debra and Kiyana were the only nurses who actually helped her and took their time training and teaching her. It would suck if Kiyana lost her job over this. Arin’s eyes quickly shifted over to the behemoth of a man standing to the side of Kiyana and the other man. She quickly looked away when he looked towards her and smiled, feeling her heart stutter in her chest. 

Hearing that Elijah was trying to get Key fired, sent Josh into another fit of rage. “Getchu’ fired for what?!” Josh grunted out, face all balled up as his eyes narrowed on the hospital. “He put his hands on you! His ass should be fired.” 

“Josh, please calm down.” Kiyana calmly said as she moved out of Debra’s grasp and moved closer to Josh, taking his face in her hands, making him look her in her eyes. “I am fine. Please calm down.” Josh nodded his head and took a deep breath, staring into her eyes trying to calm himself down. 

“Ohh, that’s Josh.” She heard Debra whisper but Kiyana paid her no mind. 

“Key, look at the damn bruise he left on you. You are not fine.” Josh said as he gently took her arm to inspect the bruise. “What he do this for anyway.?” 

“I found out about his wife, his pregnant wife.” Key whispered and Josh froze, flickering his eyes up to heres.  “His wife is my patient and she asked me to call him to the L&D floor. When I told him I was gonna go tell her the truth , he snapped and threatened me.” 

“Key..” Josh trailed off in a whisper. 

“Ironic huh?” She muttered back, flinching when he reached his hand up to wipe her tears away. She quickly gathered herself, wiping her own tears and leaning into the car.  “Mommy has to go back to work okay.” She said to Kaiden, plastering a smile on her face, that didn’t reach her eyes. 

“But, we didn’t eat yet.” He said softly, tears filling his eyes as he wrapped his arms around his mothers neck tightly. “I don’t want you to go back in there with the bad man.” 

Debra, who overheard, gently placed a hand on Kiyana’s lower back. “Take the rest of the day and tomorrow off. I’ll go talk to Chuck and report what happened for you.” 

“Okay.” Kiyana nodded her head with a deep sigh. 

“I’ll see you on Wednesday. “ Debra smiled at her before doing the same to the two men before walking back towards the hospital with Arin following her. 

“I can just take them home with me.” Kiyana muttered, wanting to get as far away from Josh and Joe. 

“What? No. I said I was gonna take y’all to lunch and that’s what I’m gonna do before we have to go pick up Kamari from school.” Not in the mood to argue, Kiyana nodded her head in agreement before shifting her eyes to Joe. 

“I just wanted to talk to you.” Joe spoke up. “I don’t have to go to lunch with y’all.” Kiyana looked at Josh who nodded and got in the car leaving the two of them alone. 

“Wassup Joe?” Kiyana muttered as she crossed her arms over her chest. Joe put the stroller into the trunk before turning to face Kiyana, his expression a mixture of regret and guilt. 

“I just wanted to apologize.”  Kiyana arched her eyebrow at him, waiting for him to continue. “I fucked up. I was selfish and -” 

“It’s fine Joe.” Kiyana interrupted him with a slight shake of her head.  “You weren’t the only one at fault. I wanted to get back at Josh and you were there. I’m in the wrong just as much as you are.” 

“I shoulda never called him though. I was being petty and vindictive.”  Kiyana shrugged, 

‘Look, it was a fucked up thing to do but I don’t need the apology, Josh does. You’re his blood and I'm just some girl y’all met twenty-something years ago. I should be the one apologizing to y’all. I feel like a slut for messing up y’alls  relationship.” Josh, who was definitely eavesdropping, called out 

“Bullshit.” at the same time Joe said, 

“You ain’t just some girl we met in highschool. You our family now and forever. Whether or not you and Josh get back together we will always look at you like family.  I already apologized to Josh but I still feel like shit and imma do everything to make it up to you and him.” 

“I mean, I wouldn't mind using the P.J whenever I feel like it.” Josh called out to them from the window he just rolled down making Joe and Kiyana laugh. 

“I’m still hungry.” Kaiden called out and Kiyana laughed again. 

“Alright I won’t take up more of y’alls time. I wouldn’t want Kai to start eating his toes.” Joe said, reaching into the window to tickle his nephew.  He then opened the passenger side door for Kiyana, who gave him a smile as she slid in and shut the door behind her. Joe and Josh stared at each other before Joe broke the silence.  “I love you Uce.” Josh nodded and started up the car before driving away. 

author's note~ : kinda a short chapter. I wanted this to be a filler with Joe's "apology". Next chapter Josh will try his hardest to get his family back.

What did y'all think if Joe's apology though?? Hopefully it came off how i wanted it too 👀

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[elthecreator]

A/N: Hi my loves<33

HI GUYSSSS IM NOT DEADDD LMAOOOOO. Girllll It’s been a LONGGGGGGGG ass couple of months. So many things of happened, school has been the reason I haven’t written jack shit in so long bro. BUT SUMMER IS ALMOST HEREEE. So I’m starting to make time for my hobbies again!! I have missed so much ugh. I had just started to feel like I was fitting in. But I will try to write a lot more, just be patient with me please 💞. I have gained so much love of my writing even WHILE I was gone!!! Y’all inspire me to continue writing.

I love youuu. I hope you guys enjoy this for right now. Feel free to fill up my inbox with request! I’m still filling them out. (Doesn’t just have to be NSFW.) ANYWAY BYEEE I HOPE YALL EAT THIS UP BECAUSE I PUT MY LEFT TIT INTO THIS 😩‼️

“You have to keep quiet before Joel hears us.”

Ellie whispered quietly on top of you. All three of you in one room, you, Ellie, and Joel. You guys had found a base full of survivors and they let you three in. Having to share a room just for one night until one of the survivors left tomorrow morning.

But fuck. Ellie couldn’t wait.

It was a bad idea a horrible idea even. But in this apocalypse everyone has their urges. We are all still human with human needs and desires. And she couldn’t fucking wait to get you to that base. On that mattress. Holding on to her for dear life.

“I can’t I can’t. Please Ellie.. I can’t keep quiet.”

You said gasping in between your words, she was between your legs. Her strap deepening inside of you. Muscular body hovering over, grunting quietly in your ear as she motioned her body in and out of you.

“Shh.. almost there baby almost there.”

She cooed. Your arms were wrapped around her and her hand covering your mouth. You made little gasps here and there. All this going on while Joel was asleep in the bed beside you and Ellie’s. Both of you praying to god he didn’t hear you two.

The sensation felt so good on her clit, the surface of the strap bumping into her.

“Fuck, you feel so good on me.”

She said against the skin of your neck.

“Wrap your legs around me. Hold on.”

She said fixing her position a little bit. Ellie lifted her hand off your mouth for a moment wanting her baby to be able to breathe. Wrapping your legs around her, you could feel the heat vibrating off her sweaty body. It only made you hungrier. Ellie still in her tank top, you were in her brown flannel.

No bra on no shirt no nothing. Just that flannel covering your tits. Her eyes drop to them, starting to kiss your breasts while holding still. Not fucking you just yet. You groaned, fingers immediately rushing to her brunette strands.

“El’s.. fuck…” You whined.

She sucked and kissed on your breasts hard for a few moments. Before getting back into her stance. Kissing your forehead.

“I’m gonna go faster m’kay?”

“Gonna make my girl cum for me.”

She said rubbing your puffy clit. Sloppily kissing her in response. Legs spread wide so she could insert herself back in. Legs wrapped around her waist again and arms wrapped around her broad shoulders. Starting to move at a slow pace working her way up to fuck you harder.

The bed creaking at Ellie’s pace. Starting to get louder and louder but you were almost there. That’s all that mattered to Ellie was making you cum. She could give two fucks about the bed creaking, when your juices were already melting on her dick. Fucking you faster and faster till you started to call out for her again. Ellie placing her veiny hand back on your mouth. Tears forming your eyes, the both of you hadn’t felt this much pleasure in a very long time. Especially since the apocalypse, the two of you yearning for satisfaction.

When you started reaching your climax she started to reach hers. Her jaw opening wide and eyes rolling back. Trying to keep herself quiet when Joel started shuffling in the bed. But Ellie couldn’t stop. You felt too good.

“Fuck..! Fuck I’m cumming!” She whispered somewhat loudly in your ear.

Breath getting faster for the both of you. Your muffled moans filling the room. Tears rolling down your cheeks from the pleasure. The pleasure was even better since you couldn’t moan like you usually do.

Forcing you to take it all down..

[allzelemonz]

Red Dead Redemption Scenarios: Dirty Talk

Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB for all Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Dirty talk, oral sex, anal sex, flirting, top Reader

Abe: 

He’s been leaning against the fence for a few minutes, just taking a break to look at the cattle. It has been a long day, he almost doesn’t want to go back to work, but he knows it’s just a few more hours. Then he can spend a few hours with you before it’s time to sleep. He didn’t hear you approach, but your arms wrapping around him from behind are unmistakable.

“Tough day?” You ask, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Ain’t so bad.” Abe says, leaning back into your hold. “How’s yours?”

You press a kiss to his neck. “ I’ve been a little distracted.”

Abe’s face heats up from your tone. “Distracted?”

“I’ve been thinking about you.” You say, tightening your grip around him. “How nice you look all -”

“Yer bein’ indecent!” Abe says, squirming a little against you.

“But you like it.” Abe doesn’t respond but you can feel his heart beating fast. You sigh, pressing another kiss to his neck. “I can’t get a thought out of my head, Abe.”

“What’s that?”

“You always look so nice on your knees.”

“Somebody might see us out here.” Abe whispers as if there’s anyone anywhere near you.

“Nobody’s here, Abe. Just us.” You say, eyes looking out towards the house where most people are taking a break for lunch. “Let me spoil you, okay?”

Abe sighs, relaxing into you. “I don’t want nobody to hear.”

“They won’t.”

Abe thinks for a minute.

“I’ll stop if you want me to.”

“No, no.” Abe says, turning to look at you as much as he can with your tight grip on him. “I-I like it when ya talk like that, just in a little private.”

“Wait until tonight then?”

“Maybe-maybe ya could gimme one more.” Abe mutters. “Maybe somethin’ ta look forward to.”

You smile, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Okay, Abe.” You let your hand drop a bit, dipping your thumb under his waistband. “Tonight I wanna see you on your knees, sucking me like I know you love to.”

Abe’s breath hitches. You didn’t want to be too crass and make him nervous. Balance is key, just enough to make Abe feel a little needy but still comfortable.

“I’ll see you tonight, Abe.” You whisper, pressing a final kiss to his neck.

Bill Williamson: 

The quiet of the night is only brought on because most are out at the saloon. Bill and yourself favored a bit more of an intimate night. Those still in camp are asleep, leaving you alone by the fire. Bill had been leaning against you, happy with your solid arm holding him there.

“We have the camp almost to ourselves.” You mumble, looking down at Bill who is nursing his third beer.

He hums. “Suppose.”

“Come on, Bill.” You say, moving a hand to grip his thigh. “Lay down by the fire and let me take care of you.”

“Out here?” Bill asks, looking at you with a bit of worry.

“No one’s here.” You whisper, lips not an inch from his ear. “Lie down and let me fuck you nice and slow.”

Bill relaxes when you kiss him and your hand runs through his hair. He lets you guide him to lay down beside the fire and his hands take fistfulls of your shirt as you climb over him.

“I can’t wait to fill you up, sweetheart.” You mumble against his lips. “I hope you aren’t planning on walking tomorrow.”

Bill’s face is red and you can feel the result of your words pressing into your thigh.

Charles Smith: 

Charles has his hand lightly gripping your inner thigh as he kisses your neck. He already has several marks of his own, he thought it only fair he get a chance to return the favor.

“Come on, Charles.” You groan as his hand goes higher up your thigh. “I still have to stretch you and I’m not gonna last if you keep this up.”

You feel him smile against your neck, then dips his head. “Sorry.”

“You still want me to, don’t you?”

He hums in the affirmative.

“Come on, Charles.” You muse, putting a hand under his chin to make him look at you. “Tell me.”

He shuffles a little before he speaks. “I want you.”

“And?” You move your hand to his cheek and you can feel the heat sitting there.

He looks down again as he leans closer to your ear. “I want you inside of me.”

A smile spreads over your face. “You want me to fuck slow or r-”

“Rough.” He says, leaning into you. “I need you.”

Colm O’Driscoll: 

Colm’s lips on your neck always make shivers run through you. He would never admit that he feels the same thing when your fingers brush over his bare back.

“So hard already…” Colm mumbles as he runs a hand over you. “Yer such a good whore fer me.”

“I want you, Colm.”

“I know, sugar, I know.” He chuckles. “I’m gonna fuck ya ‘til ya pass out. How’s that sound?”

His fingers curl around you and all you can do is nod in response.

“Ya feel so big…” Colm’s breath hitches for a moment as he stares down at your swollen length. “Maybe I’ll let ya fuck me, hmm?”

“You want me to?” You ask, looking over Colm with surprise.

He hums. “I made up my mind, sugar. Don’t think yer in charge, just come fill me up now.”

Kieran Duffy: 

“Shit, Kieran.” You mutter.

He’s sprawled out on his stomach, gripping the bedroll beneath him from the slow and intentional thrusts you’ve been giving him.

“Please, darlin’, a little faster.”

You run your hand over his arched back. “Tell me how you want me to fuck you, Kieran. I’ll do whatever you want since you look so pretty like this.”

Kieran whines as you grind into him, pressing him further against the bedroll. “I want ya ta use me.” He mutters. “Yer always so gentle, just fuck me, please.”

“You wanna be a toy tonight, Kieran?”

He nods. “Ya feel so good, Darlin’. Come on…”

You hold his wiggling hips still and lean down to his ear. “I’ll fuck you rough as long as you say my name when you cum.”

“‘Course I will…”

Micah Bell: 

Micah’s sudden need to pull you from the little party the gang started at the saloon had you worried at first, but when your back hit the wall and he put his hands in your hair you felt some relief. Outside, in an alley where no one can see you, Micah has no inhibition.

“Ya got me all hot n’ bothered, sweetheart.” He mumbles.

You put your hands on his waist and smile. “Then get on your knees, Micah.”

He presses a long kiss to your lips before he sinks. You watch him as he goes, letting your hands naturally find their way to his hair.

“Keep doin’ that.” He mutters as your fingers curl to grip his hair.

“You’re a good boy, Micah.” You say, tugging like he wants. “Go on now.”

He fishes you out of your pants and wastes no time in swirling his tongue around the tip.

“Ya taste so nice.” His breath hitches as you grip his hair particularly tight. “Come on, darlin’, use me how ya like.”

Sean MacGuire: 

“That’s it, love.” Sean breathes. “Right there.”

Sean turns into a moaning whore like it’s his day job. It takes very little to get him mumbling whatever comes to mind as you fuck him senseless.

“You like that?” You hum, slowing your pace a bit to press a kiss to his shoulder.

“God, yes! Fuck me harder, huh?”

“You like taking my cock, Sean?” You grunt as you pick up your pace again, gripping onto Sean’s hips.

“Fuck…” Sean moans. “I’m close, love.”

“Not until I tell you.” You groan at the feeling of Sean bucking back onto you. “I’m not anywhere near done fucking you yet.”

[brokenjere]

strangers again (c.f)

synopsis: REQUEST - Can i request something too?

For Conrad x reader

Enemies to lovers/Friends to lovers

But reader is sick and Conrad taking care of her

Jeremiah’s name lights up on her phone next to her head, making her eyes hurt even behind her eyelids. She answers it with a groan and Jeremiah’s laugh cuts clear through it. “Whoa, you sound horrific,” he says. “Where are you?” She pulls her phone away from her head to check the time. She’s late. She’s been dozing in and out of sleep all day, trying to clear the headache that’s been forming in her brain. It was getting so bad, she started to feel nauseous and had to turn off all the lights. She didn’t even think to call Jeremiah and tell her she wasn’t going to be at the party. 

“I’m sorry, J. I have a migraine. I’m feeling really sick, I’m not gonna make it,” she tells him. He sighs on the other side of the phone. It didn’t say I’m annoyed at you, it said that really sucks. 

“Do you need me to come tend to you, little baby?” He asks as a joke but she can’t laugh. Jeremiah is a good friend to Yn. He always has been. She tells him no. “You sure? I can bring some Midol, and get you some ice-cold water. Lay with you while the lights are all off and pluck my eyelashes out from boredom?” 

“I’m okay, Jere.” 

“I’ll send Conrad, okay? He’s not coming.” 

She quickly tells him no. She says it so many times Jeremiah laughs. “I’m serious. No.” The last thing that would fix her headache was Conrad Fisher but Jeremiah insisted so firmly, she conceded. She doesn’t have the energy to argue. “He can’t stay,” she says. 

“Okay. I’ll send him over and I’ll see you tomorrow if you feel better?” 

“Yes, I’ll see you tomorrow.” They hang up the phone and she closes her eyes again. She sees Conrad’s face with a red aurora around it. They used to be friends, her and Conrad, but now she would do anything to stay as far away from him as possible which sometimes proved difficult considering he was her best friend's brother but she still tried. She’d dodge him at the house whenever he entered the room, claiming a full bladder or that she needed to go home. Jeremiah let her pretend and never says anything to her. He still tried though like he knew something she didn’t. 

She hears the front door open and shut and a voice calling out for her. Despite it being distorted and uiet, she knows it’s Conrad. She doesn’t speak because it hurts and lets him find his way to her bedroom. He flicks on the light and she throws the covers over her head in defense. “What the fuck is your problem?” She curses under the covers. 

“What are you cussing at me for?” Conrad asks. She hears a plastic bag rustling and it makes her temples ache. 

“Didn’t Jeremiah tell you I have a migraine? Why would you turn the lights on like that? And would you please stop fucking moving that bag around?!” She flips the blanket off of her head. Her eyes sQuint at the bright light above her head and she tries to focus them on what’s going on around her. He’s standing by her bedroom door with a grocery bag in his hand filled with God knows what. He’s smiling like he enjoys seeing her this way and she grimaces at him. 

“Sorry, didn’t know I was walking into a hornet’s nest,” he quips. She narrows her eyes, no longer having to uint and he walks toward her. “Are you going to be nice and let me take care of you or is this a drop-and-go operation?” 

“I’d prefer if you dropped and left,” she tells him. He pouts and she thinks it’s fake but when he sets the bag down on the bed and doesn’t open it, she wonders if he really does want to stay. And that pisses her off. “What do you have to prove?” She asks. 

“What do you mean by that?” He furrows his eyebrows but doesn’t look at her. He pulls out a bottle of ibuprofen and cold water bottles and set them on the bed. Yn could feel the cold through her blanket. 

“You don’t need to sit here and take care of me, you know? I can do it myself.” 

“Lord knows that’s true,” he mumbles under his breath. He pulls out an almond Hershey bar. Her favorite chocolate. She tries not to think about it. 

“What does that mean?” 

“You’re allowed to make snippy, inconspicuous comments but I’m not?” He finally looks at her, throwing down a rag he took from her kitchen. It hits her leg and she glances between that and his face. It’s twisted in frustration. “I don’t have to mean anything by what I’m saying.” 

“But you do mean something by it. You always mean something.” 

Conrad scoffs and crumbles up the bag making her wince. She curls back up in her bed and kicks the stuff he put on the bed to the floor. He laughs but it’s not a happy laugh. He’s mad and she feels good that she made him feel that way. “You really are a piece of work, aren’t you?” She doesn’t want to but she peeks over her shoulder to see him bending down and collecting the stuff off the floor. She looks away before he can catch her. “I can’t believe Jeremiah still puts up with this shit.” 

“He doesn’t put up with anything,” she mumbles. She closes her eyes and squeezes them shut so tightly to block out the lights he still hasn’t turned off. “He wants to be my friend. Just because you don’t doesn’t mean that other people agree with you.” 

She can feel a fight coming on. One that she’s been trying to avoid for months and that, right now, she does not have the energy to participate in. Conrad opens the ibuprofen and shakes a few out into his hand. “Can you take some of these?” He asks her quietly. When she opens her eyes, his palm is outspread in front of her face with three white pills inside. “I have water.” 

“I don’t want that right now.” 

“Don’t be stubborn.” She groans and sits up against her pillows, snatching the pills

out of his palm. He twists open the cap of the water and hands it to her once she pops the medicine onto her tongue. He watches her intently as she washes them down. “Good job.” She rolls her eyes at him and sinks back down into the bed. “Who said I didn’t want to be your friend?” His voice is softer now with a level of concern she hasn’t heard from him in a while. 

“You did, remember? When you told me not to talk to you anymore?” He doesn’t pretend to not remember. He just nods his head and sits on the corner of her bed as far away from her as possible. She was sure if he touched her she’d recoil away from him so she’s grateful he doesn’t make her do that. 

“You know why I said that,” he whispers. He looks down at his lap and picks at the loose fabric on his sweatpants. She didn’t notice them before now. They’re ratty and old and she doesn’t remember ever seeing them before but it makes her wonder if he ran out of the house before getting ready. 

“I don’t,” she says. “And can you please shut off the fucking light?” Conrad laughs a little bit. It’s a laugh that comes from deep inside his gut. It’s the kind of laugh Yn used to crave to hear and now it makes her stomach hurt. 

When the light is off, instead of sitting back down on the bed, Conrad grabs the rag and bottle of water. He gets it wet and asks her if it’s okay if he puts it on her forehead. “The cold might make you feel better,” he suggests. She nods her head and then says yes aloud when she realizes he couldn’t see her. He sits closer to her now, his hip pushing against her side. She doesn’t recoil away from him but she notices it more than she should. 

They don’t speak to each other as he presses the rag to her head but she can hear him breathing. She can feel his hand shaking. Her lips get dry and as the water drips down the side of her face, she feels like crying and she’s not really sure why. She wishes Jeremiah was here instead. She wouldn’t be so worried about his hip against her body. She wouldn’t be thinking about his hand shaking and wondering why it was shaking. Jeremiah’s hand wouldn’t be shaking at all. He was sure. He was so sure all the time it was why he was her rock. Conrad was never sure. That was why she couldn’t be around him. He made her feel uneasy. 

When the rag gets too warm to be helpful, he puts it on her side table and dries the water off her forehead with his shirt sleeve. “How are you feeling?” He asks. 

“Fine, I guess. Thanks.” 

“Can I tell you something?” 

“If you have to,” she says. She doesn’t mean to be rude but the talking made her head worse and if she didn’t have to, she didn’t want to. “Sorry,” she mumbles. 

“I asked Jeremiah if I could come over,” he admits. She wishes she could see him but she knows that the fact they were in the dark and couldn’t see each other was the reason he just told her that. It was the reason they weren’t at each other’s throats right now. It didn’t feel real. “I wanted to take care of you.” 

“Why?” Her voice cracks and her heart starts to race. She swears he can feel it in his legs from all the way in her stomach. Her nerves ran that deep. 

“You know why…” He trails off. 

“You keep saying that I know but I don’t. I don’t know anything. You, Conrad Fisher,

have always been an enigma to me.” Their entire relationship had been on the Conrad timeline. They spoke when he wanted to, hung out when he wanted to, and didn’t speak when he got in his moods. He was hot and cold and she just wanted to be there until it became too much. She know nothing when it comes to him. 

The sensation of his hip pressing into her side changed to his thigh. The heat from his body went from the side of her to on top of her and when he speaks, his voice is closer than it was before. “I want to take care of you because I love you. I can’t talk to you because I love you and I can’t love you. You know I can’t love you.” 

Her head is pounding but her heart is pounding harder and instead of worrying about the pain in her temple, she grabs his face and kisses him. He kisses her back like he’s been waiting for this moment his entire life. He leans into her, pressing his hands into the pillows on the side of her head as he deepens the kiss. He kisses her so hard, she forgets she’s in pain. 

When he pulls away, her lips tingle and she presses her fingers to them. They’re wet and hot and she feels herself smile. “Are you okay?” He whispers to her. He puts his forehead against hers and she imagines him sucking the migraine out of her head. She nods. “Do you still hate me?” 

She doesn’t answer right away. She puts her fingers to his face and feels for his lips. They’re stretched out in a smile and he kisses the tips of her fingers. She can feel his cheeks are hot and she trails her nail down to his jawline gently. She wants to remember how he feels in case she can never touch him again. “I never hated you, Conrad.”

[thekidsralright]

The Last Night

pairing: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x female!reader

summary: it’s Bradley’s last night with you before deployment. He wants to make some memories before he goes…

warnings: this is 18+ folks, swearing, oral (f! receiving), piv sex, hard/rough sex, cum eating, mention of choking, bruises, biting, fluff and sweet moments can be found at the end after the filth

author note: omg my first attempt at writing smut ahhhhhh! It’s pretty short and sweet but tbh I just needed to bite the bullet and write something quick otherwise I never will. Hope it’s not too shabby, I mean I read enough smut to last a lifetime so it should be bearable at least lol

hope you enjoy!

He’s leaving tomorrow.

That’s all you can think about as Rooster kisses down your neck; leaving wet, red marks in his wake. You should be enjoying this, cherishing the time you have left before his deployment. But the only thought that keeps circling back around, haunting every touch, every glance, every kiss: he’s leaving tomorrow.

Rooster knows this is how you’ve been feeling for a while, which is why he doesn’t question why you grip his hand a little tighter sometimes, or start staring at nothing for a moment; lost in your own head with all the what if’s. He knows you’re not taking this well. To be honest, you both expected this reaction; it’s his first long-term deployment since you started dating. 3 months. What went in the blink of an eye when you first got together will now stretch itself into what will feel like years.

Neither of you are happy about it one bit. But the alternative to being apart is asking the man you love to give up his first ever love: flying. You could never do that to him, would never dream of it. Which is why you’re happy to shoulder the pain that comes with being a fighter pilot’s girl. Being Rooster’s anything is better than being nothing to him. Every touch reminds you of that.

“Come on hunny, play with me”. He’s still sucking on the skin of your neck, hands grabbing greedily at your back, your waist, your ass. He’s trying to distract you from your own head. And you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t starting to work. Slightly.

“I’m gonna miss you so bad, you have no idea” he whispers as his kisses start trailing over your shoulders, down to your chest.

Your hands go to the base of his neck, running your fingers up into his hair. Rooster hums in approval, happy you’re finally beginning to touch him as well. Ok, maybe his seduction tactics do work after all. You pull his head back up, pressing your bodies even closer than before; staring at one another.

“Just promise you’ll come back to me, Bradley. I can’t lose this…you”. You both pause, the movements of his mouth and hands halted. For a second, you wonder if he even heard you; he never gave a response. He just kisses you. Hard. He’s kissing you like he has never tasted anything so good and sweet and addicting in his life. Your breathing becomes heavy as he backs you up into the kitchen counter.

Moving his hands to the backs of your thighs, his voice rough, guttural, he tells you: “jump”. As you did, he helps you up, your legs immediately parting for him to move into. You need his body to be up against yours. You need to get your fix before it’s too late, before you only have your hand and imagination to use. You wrap your legs around him as he pulls you forward so that your ass is resting just on the edge.

He grinds and presses himself onto you. Even with jeans on, you can feel how hard he is and the pressure against your pussy makes you gasp. “You feel that baby? Every morning I wake up and every night I go to bed, I’m gonna be this fucking hard thinking of you…wishing you were there, that sweet mouth and pussy available for me to fuck and fill as much as I want.” His words make you shiver all over, your hands moving desperately over his body.

He reaches in between you both and grips your pussy, massaging you through your underwear. “And I know you’ll to be touching yourself too, riding your fingers until you scream out, wishing it was my cock inside you instead.” You moan at that, unable to stop yourself from lifting yourself onto his hand, providing more pressure.

“Please baby, I need this. We both do. Stop with the games and just…” you can’t finish the sentence before Bradley’s hands are already pulling your underwear to one side and rubbing his fingers up your centre. You cry out, gripping his shoulders tightly as he kneels before you.

“I want to see you come undone sweetheart. I need some memories to take with me”. As he puts his mouth onto your clit, sucking in as his tongue plays with you, you’re more than happy to oblige him. His hands grip your thighs tight, most likely leaving bruises in their wake but you couldn’t care less when his head is between your legs, making you feel so fucking good. Bradley knows you like to see marks on yourself after you fuck, and he won’t admit it but he loves to see them too. So, when he grips too tight or bites too hard, you both know it just gets you off even more.

“I need you in me. Please just fuck me already” you whine as his hands move to your tits, squeezing your nipples so hard you almost cry out. Rooster looks up from your pussy long enough to give you that signature smirk that drew you to him when you first met, before saying “gotta say the magic words baby…who do you want to fuck you?”

You let out a soft whine as his tongue continues its assault on your clit. He slaps your tits to get your attention back, as if it had gone anywhere else. “I want you to fuck me, Lieutenant Bradshaw”. Those were the words that got Bradley doing just about anything you wanted. Using his navy title was like playing the winning hand in a game of poker; you know it will come out on top every time.

Rooster gets up from the floor, hastily unbuckling his belt. You loved how eager he always was to go down on you and you regularly enjoyed returning the favour, but tonight was different. It felt like you didn’t have enough time for all of that, like he was being taken away from you right this second. You needed his cock inside you, filling you up. You craved the feeling of his cum dripping out of you, claiming you as his and leaving his mark in you before he goes.

Jeans discarded on the floor, Bradley pumps his cock once, twice in his hand and then up and down your now dripping pussy. It feels good, but you’re not in the mood for games. “You better fuck me right now Lieutenant, or I swear to god…” You didn’t get to finish before Rooster had silenced you with his hand around your throat and his cock pushed into you, right up to the hilt. You cry out, pain and pleasure mixing together as he’s just that big you sometimes forget how stretched you can feel when he’s fucking you hard.

“You’ll swear to who?... Hmm?...You’ll do nothing but fucking scream, do you hear me? You’ll be fucked senseless by the time I’m through with you and your tight, little cunt”. You love it when Bradley talks like this, so territorial and animalistic over you. Your moans of pleasure only spur him on to slam his cock into you harder, deeper. His balls smacking your skin as he rams into you over and over and over…

“Fuck, Bra- Oh my god, FUCK!” You can’t form any coherent words and his pace doesn’t slow down. Soon enough, sweat glistens off both of you and you can feel yourself getting close. He gathers your hair to the top of your head with one hand as the other grips your tit, using them to keep you in place.

“Wanna see that pretty face when you cum for me…wanna look at you when I cum inside your pussy baby”. He moves his hand back down from your tits to your clit, rubbing furiously once again. You reach your peak as your body racks and thrashes, screaming his name repeatedly, as if reciting a prayer. Rooster’s not far behind you as he fills you up, cock spasming in you as he grunts and moans loudly.

Both coming down from your highs, you stay in this position for a minute; soaking in the sight of each other whilst in this state. Bradley pulls out of you, watching the cum drip down, just like he wanted to see. He pushes his fingers in your tender pussy and you whimper as he does, pushing as much as he can back inside. Lifting them to your lips, you part yours wide enough for him, sucking his fingers clean and releasing them with a soft pop.

After staring at you for a moment, he asks with a furrowed brow “Was I too rough?” He does this every time and every answer you give him is the same. “No baby, I enjoyed it.” Bradley knew you did, he just needed assuring that he wasn’t pushing your body too far. Despite you both liking it rough, he cherished you and your body as if you were a god. He would never do anything you wouldn’t like, wouldn’t get off from. That’s what was so great about him: he always put you first.

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up. I wanna cuddle in bed and watch a sad movie” he says, helping you off the counter. And just like that, your sweet lil’ Rooster was back. You give a soft chuckle as you both make your way to the shower, Bradley’s arms wrapped around you, not quite ready to let go of one another just yet.

***

When you wake up, it’s still well before sunrise and it puts a small smile on your face to know that Rooster is still yours for a little longer. You turn over and see that he’s already awake, stroking your arm lightly. “Sorry if I woke you” he mumbles quietly into the still dark room. You take his hand and weave your fingers through his, brushing your lips over each one softly. “Don’t be sorry, I need all the time I can get with you”. You smile as you say this, trying to keep the mood light but failing terribly. Those thoughts you were having last night have returned in full force and the last thing you want to do is think about leaving this bed, this room, and letting Rooster go.

He notices your eyes welling and pulls your body into his, cuddling you to him. “Shh…shh baby it’s ok” he tries to reassure you, despite his throat getting clogged up at his own, similar thoughts. You both lay there like that for a while, afraid to loosen your grip on each other, content to stay like this forever. Bradley pulls away just enough that you’re face to face, staring into one another’s eyes.

“As mind-blowingly epic as last night was, and trust me I won’t be forgetting it any time soon…I’m gonna miss this the most. Holding you. Waking up with you next to me and knowing whatever I gotta do, it’s fine because I got my girl with me…you’re…” Bradley pauses, eyes glassy with unshed tears as he cups the side of your face “you’re my best friend”.

You don’t know what to say, maybe because nothing has to be said. So, you pull him back to you and stay intertwined until the sun rises and the alarm clock rings. For a while, neither of you move to turn it off. You just enjoy this small slice of peace that is each other, experiencing the end of one of the many last nights you will spend together.

[skulla-rxcks]

♯☆:Bedpost

Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem reader

Rating: Explicit (Adult)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Handcuffs, loss of virginity, praise, oral, v*ginal

!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

Chan makes sure y/n gets all the pleasure she deserves during her first time.

A/n: so basically I had this idea and wanted to write it asap, so I did. I wrote this when I was half asleep meaning there’s definitely spelling mistakes, probably incorrect words, unusual grammar. But yeah, enjoy!

“I’m sure Chan, I’m absolutely certain that I want this. I’m positive I want to give my first time to you.”

“Well, It’s a big step for our relationship baby girl. I could accidentally hurt you and I don’t want to mess up your beautiful skin.” he reassures, rubbing my head while I cuddle into his chest.

“I don’t care about all of that, i just.. want, I want you inside of me!” My voice vibrates against his shirt as i growl with annoyance.

“I don’t wanna force you into anything. But If that’s what you want, baby, I’ll happily be your first.”

The sound of a ringtone fills the room, breaking up our conversation

“I just need a minute, hang on Hun.” Chan picks up his phone to answer the call.

“Hello? Oh no, Everything good?… mhm…. Yeah I get that.. I don’t think I can come in tomorrow, or soon. I’ll get back to you later with the time and details..”

I sit on his lap and wait for him to finish the call

“Honey, baby.. what are you doing?” He chuckles as I put myself on his lap and wrap my legs around him.

“Channie, I’m tired of waiting.. I want you~” I watch his face blush as I pin him against the wall, my legs hugging his waist with my clothed crotch rubbing against his thigh.

“you certainly want me don’t you? Mmmm, you know I’m all yours.”

He mutters softly. My hand travels up his shirt, touching his torso while i slide off his shirt. A burning sensation forms in my face as I look at his chest and let my hands fiddle with the waistband of his sweat pants.

“Someones a little bit shy, isn’t that right?” he teases me with his words making me more hornier and hornier as time continues on.

Chan pushes me onto the bed before opening up our nightstand, taking something out then closing it again.

“Strip for me.” he stands over me, looking down at me while playing with a pair of handcuffs and throwing them on the ground.

“those are for later baby.” he replies after seeing my response to the handcuffs, making me curious about what’s going happen later on. Chan watches over me as I throw my clothes off.

“Oh baby girl.. you’re so perfect” he places his hands on my chest and touches me softly, I shiver in pleasure at the feeling of his cold hands rubbing and fondling my breasts “Channie.. please..! just t-touch me already..” Chan’s facial expressions change as soon as I whine, needing to be touched or bred by him.

“oh honey… I fucking love it when you beg like that. Well then, open up your legs for me sweetheart, open them up for daddy.” I obey his words Immediately and open them. He holds my legs open to get a better look at me, licking his lips as he stares at my hole. “I wanna taste your pretty cunt so god damn bad, gonna taste you baby~”

I inhale sharply feeling his warm mouth on my pussy. With one hand on each of my thighs, he’s spreading my legs apart and exploring me with his tongue; licking between my folds, sucking on my clit, experimenting with his mouth to hunt down my sweet spots.

“Nnngh.. I…!” I squirm loudly as he finds my pleasure spot, but before I can cum or have any release, he stops and puts me further on the bed, the sound of rattling happens again and before I know it, I’m handcuffed to the bed with Chan topping over me rolling a condom onto himself

“You ready princess?” He smirks as he rubs his tip against my hole, sliding into me slowly. “C-Chan.. use me.” I moan out.

Chan pounds me slowly at first then starts going faster kissing down my chest and pulling my hips towards him. “Does it feel good?” i stare at him, watching his face scrunch up as he gets closer and closer to cumming. “I’m gonna.. I’m close… Chan!” My whines and moans are stopped as his lips press against mine, kissing me softly as we both release the pleasure we stored inside us.

Chan gets off of me and pulls out, tying up the condom before chucking it in the trash. Then he unlocks the handcuffs and helps getting them off my wrists. We both collapse, breathing heavily and holding each other close.

“You did so well, such a good girl.”

Ao3 version

[tthoughtdaughter]

Big game.

Pairing: soccerplayer!reader x Ellie Williams

Summary: You had to get good sleep before your big game but Ellie had other ideas.

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, fingering, praising, groping.

a/n: ty for the likes on the last ones I hope you enjoy thisss 🫶🏻 — I don’t know much abt soccer I’m sorry!

It was 7:00pm and you had a huge soccer game tomorrow, the last one of the season actually, so obviously you needed a good sleep.

As you were getting ready to collapse into your pillow filled bed, doing your skincare and putting on Ellie’s favourite lace pyjamas, you felt your girlfriends arms snake around your waist.

“Mmhh.. Ellie what do you want.” You groan as she hugs you tighter, resting her head in the crook of your neck. “Youu.” She responds sheepishly. You bat her hands away, “don’t, I have a big game tomorrow.”

“Big game this, big game that, blah blah blah, that’s all you talk about now..” she moans and you scoff. “You could atleast be a little more supportive.” You roll your eyes playfully.

Ellie’s a big cuddle bug, she can never get enough of it, at random times she would fall onto you and cuddle you for what seems like forever, like right now.

“Baby, let me sleep.” She shakes her head and holds you tighter. After awhile you feel her hands moving up your waist and to your chest. “Els.” She groans, groping your tits.

Minutes later your shirt is off and thrown somewhere into the space of your small bedroom. “ff—fuck Ellie..” you moan, turning her on even more. Her freehand moves closer and closer to the heated spot between your thighs, you try to close your thighs but your body won’t let you, instead spreading them even more for her access.

You were wearing nothing but your white lace panties on your lower half, and Ellie noticed the obvious wet patch. “Fuck— all f’me?” She teases. Fucking hypocrite, her boxers were far from dry.

She was rubbing agonisingly slow circles on your clothed clit. “Shit— Ellie hurry up, I need to get to sleep.” So she went slower. “Els please.” You whimpered.

All she wanted to do was tease you, but you were being such a good girl she couldn’t bear to see the tears well up in your eyes. Her long veiny fingers rubbed fast circles on your now bare clit — (how tf did she get your panties off so fast?) You were moaning her name so loud that the old people next door would phone a complaint to the fucking police.

“Ellie.” Pant. “I swear to god.” Pant. “If I lose my fucking game tomorrow.” Pant. “I will kill yo-“

Without any warning, Ellie slid two of her long slender like fingers into you. You swore you saw stars for a good minute. “S’tight princess..” She groaned.

“Ff-fuck els, i—I’m gonna.. cum!” You moaned out. She definitely knew you were close, from how tight your cunt was. “Cum all over my fingers baby—“

Ellie started kissing your neck, leaving huge marks you knew you would have to cover up the next morning, thrusting her fingers knuckles deep into you. Your orgasm hit you like a brick wall, toes curling and slight chants of Ellie’s name under your breath.

“You did s’well for me princess.” She praised you through your orgasm before pulling her fingers out and sucking every last drop off of her fingers.

You were panting and whimpering like a dog and before you knew it, you had crashed on Ellie’s chest, your whole body limp.

“Baby, you still awake?” She asks softly, rubbing slow circles on your lower back.

“Mmh..” is all you can mumble.

“I love you..” she plants a soft kiss on your forehead.

“I love you too..” you manage to let out, sinking into her warmth.

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a/n: AHH second time writing smut, please criticise me Ik it’s bad and rushed.

[thetriplets3]

may i please request "it's okay, you can tell me" with Matthew? tysm my friend ♡

our little secret

When we first started dating 3 years ago you always told me I can call you or come over, no matter what, you’d be there for me. You always made sure I never forgot this. So here I am at 2am knocking on your door feeling so guilty for disturbing you so late at night, but there you are opening the door for me anyways. You greet me with a sleepy yet excited smile. “Did I wake you? Of course I did, you've been so busy I’ll come back tomorrow I just need to tell you something” I anxiously ramble. “No no I haven’t gone to bed yet don’t worry, come in”.

We quietly head to your room not wanting to wake anyone else up. Your room has always been a safe space for me, despite there being no decorations, it’s just comforting but then again maybe it’s just you. You have your lights off, the only thing illuminating the room is the lamp on your desk and the computer light, adding to the comfort. I make myself comfortable in your bed as you quickly finish up whatever you were doing before I interrupted your night. As the silence fills the room I’m sucked back into my own thoughts as I pick at the damaged skin on my fingers. You turn your computer off and make your way under the covers next to me. With a big smile and all your attention on me I lean back against your headboard, resting my hands on my stomach, I meet your gaze.

“What did you want to talk about?” You quietly ask, keeping with the calm energy of your room. “Huh oh uh right” with the way you look at me like nothing else is important almost made me forget why I came here. You glance at my picked apart fingers showing evidence of how bad my anxiety has been. “Is everything okay rose?” Your voice filled with concern. My heart flutters. You always got me roses whenever you could because you know they’re my favorite. On our first date you showed up at my door with a bouquet of lavender coloured roses. That was your way of telling me it was love at first sight. Every time I see them I’m reminded of you.“Y-yeah, uh no, I’m not sure” I say breaking eye contact with you and begin picking at my fingers. You instantly reach for my cold hands and cover them with your warm ones, stopping me from doing anymore damage.

“It’s okay, you can tell me”. I can feel the love dripping from your voice. “Matt-” there’s a slight crack in my voice. I wiggle my hands free from yours and reach into my pocket, hesitating for a second deciding if I should just leave. Shakily I pull the object out and place it in your hands. “You’re- you’re pregnant?!” You exclaim. “I’m sorry I’ll go” I whimper. Before I can move you cup my jaw, your eyes bluer than ever as they fill with tears, like a never ending ocean. “Honey why would you be scared to tell me that I’m beyond happy about this. I’m gonna be a dad. Oh my goodness I can’t wait to tell Nick and Chris! There’s gonna be a little us” I lean into your warm palm, all the worry in my body leaves.

I tackle you engulfing you in a big hug. “Oh thank god. Can we just keep this our little secret for a bit?” “Of course we can. Whenever you’re ready we’ll tell people”. I take the picture from your hands, “did you look closely? There’s two of them”. “You’re kidding there’s gonna be a little me and you? Oh my god I love you honey”. You’re my safe place and I can’t wait to bring these babies into this world with you by my side.

[rafedaddy01]

Maybe a Madelyn and drew fic where they tag team u in bed 👀

You were at a club with the rest of the cast. You had a few drinks and were sober enough to remember everything tomorrow but drunk enough to proceed with you next actions. You approached the drew and Madelyn on the dance floor. “Heyyy guys” you slurred. “Y/n! What’s up?” Drew looked at you concerned with the way you stumbled over. “What’s up y/n.” Madelyn smiled at you. “What are you guys up to, looks like your having fun” you said placing an arm over each of their shoulders. “Were dancing, care to join?” Madelyn asked. “Yesss” you said grabbing their hands and engaging the most awkward dance anybody has ever witnessed. Drew stopped and laughed a bit “what’s so funny?” You said placing your hands on your hips. “Your a bad dancer” he said bluntly. “No I am not, im the most talented dancer everer” you slurred “here let me help you” madelyn said placing her hands on your hips and swaying both of you to the beat. She let so and you kept up the movements squatting down a bit to reveal your ass “there you go” she said grinding against you. You both laughed when you looked up to drew wide eyed staring at you. You called him over with your finger and he obliged. You pulled him into your chest and he gripped your waist as Madelyn continued to grind behind you. “Guys! I just had a great idea” you said turning to face both of them. They leaned in to hear you better. “What if we” you said pointing at the three of you “had a threesome” you giggled. You weren’t completely serious, the thought has crossed your mind but you were all just drunk and having fun. You looked up at Madelyn and saw her smirking at drew who looked a bit suspicious but Madelyn grabbed his neck and yours and pushed you two against each others lips. You and drew kissed and Madelyn waited patiently for her turn. You pulled away and grabbed her face and pressed your lips against hers making out with her as drew watched, boner growing painfully against his jeans. “It’s better to do these things in private.” Madelyn said grabbing ahold of both your hands and dragging you towards the exit of the club. You guys called a cab about went back to Drew’s apartment since it was the closest.

You guys got to drew apartment and he paid the driver as you and Madelyn climbed out and headed towards the door. You and Madelyn made out, hands roaming each others body as drew unlocked the door and you guys made your way into his apartment. You got tossed between the two as they fought for dominance. “Where’s your room” you asked looking at drew. He picked you up and Madelyn followed. He set you down and removed his shirt as Madelyn removed your dress and you did the same for her. All three of you naked, drew sat on his bed and you got on your knees ready to suck him off. Madelyn sat on the bed kissing drew as you attached your mouth on to his thick hard cock. Licking up and down his shaft, sucking hard. “Fuck” drew moaned as you continued to bob your head up and down. Your fingers came down to play with his balls he threw his head back trying to conceal his moans. Madelyn took the opportunity to attach her lips to his neck and leave large purple marks. “Ok haha that’s enough. I’m not gonna cum like that” drew said pushing you away and watching as a string of spit connected your lips and his cock. You stood up wiping your mouth and climbed onto the bed. You called Madelyn over and positioned her over you face as drew rolled on a condom and aligned himself your entrance. Madelyn sat on your face and your tongue explored every part of her cunt she moaned loudly as drew thrusted into you causing you to moan against Madelyn’s pussy. The room was filled with pornographic sounds from each of you. “Fu-uck your so tight” drew grunted as he thrusted harder and harder hitting that sweet spot inside you. “Oh oh shit” Madelyn moaned shaping her mouth into a o. Drew reached forward and played with her nipples while you worked your magic with your tongue. She came all over your face and removed herself off you. Drew was mesmerized by the sight before him. He watched as Madelyn came down to lick her juices off your face and toy with your nipples making your body tremble from the movements of Drew’s dick inside you and the way Madelyn’s fingers twisted your hardened nipples. “Fuck drew, im gonna cum” you arched your back and shut your eyes to savor every moment. “Not yet. I want her to cum on my face” Madelyn said. Drew stopped his movements and removed himself as you and Madelyn switched spots. Drew inserted himself inside Madelyn as you climbed atop her face trying not to fall over because of your wobbly knees. Madelyn worked her tongue between your folds and around you clit causing you to grind into her face. She moaned and the vibrations made the experience 100 times better. You looked over at drew and he leaned forward pulling you into a rough kiss while still fucking Madelyn under you. He bit your bottom lip before pulling away to focus on chasing his impending orgasm. “Fuck” the both of you cried out as all three of you came and Drew’s juices mixed with Madelyn’s, pouring out her cunt while it clenched around nothing. The three of you laid beside each other out of breath. “Well.. that just happened” you said breaking the silence. They laughed and before you knew it all of you dozed off.

[ontheshroom]

Ceo jack, Sucking off jack under the table when he’s in a virtual meeting

Smutmas day 1: On Mute

Jack Harlow x fem!reader

Smut

A/n: for the next 25 days I’m doing smut requests for Jack Harlow, Urban wyatt, and Rafe Cameron!🤍

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Working from home wasn’t enjoyable for Jack until he began seeing you. Although his time off was meant to be just that, he could handle the one meeting out of the day if it meant he could peer from the top of the laptop screen and see you moving around his home.

He watches as you grab a cup from the kitchen cabinet, his shirt just barely exposing the crease of your ass as you reach for it. He could already feel his dick threatening to push against the fabric of his sweatpants.

“Right, Jim. But as I said, I’m not interested in that offer.” He tells one of his partners.

“Jack, it couldn’t do anything besides benefiting us.” Jim sighs.

“It’ll benefit us for the next three years and then drag us into a shit hole once we realize that the business we’re trying to buy is failing,” Jack explains.

You quietly fill your cup with water before sitting in front of Jack. The makeup you’d been wearing the previous night is smudged under your eyes. If you’d look in the mirror you might describe yourself as a mess, but to Jack, you looked even more irresistible. Maybe it was the fact that he knew the story behind how your makeup changed.

Your nipples create little tents in his shirt, driving him to want to touch them and admire them as your face softens in pleasure.

At this point Jack is sure all the blood in his body has rushed to his dick.

The things Jim is explaining are blurred and incoherent, he’s only thinking of more ways to ruin you.

Jack never thought that when the awkward nervous girl walked into his office a few months ago he’d end up being so spent over her, but now he’s wishing he was the cup you keep wrapping your lips around, even more, he wishes he was the water you were swallowing.

In a swift movement, Jack is muting his computer.

“Y/n.” He says, his voice dripping in arousal.

“Yes?” You hum, the teasing tone of your voice not going unnoticed by him.

“I want you under this table, sucking my dick until tears fall from your eyes,” Jack says, a smirk forming on his lips as your digest his words.

He expects you to argue, maybe to even deny the thought altogether, but instead, you nod and fall beneath the table.

The next thing he knows he feels you pulling down his sweatpants, your fingers dancing around his thighs.

“Your mouth, y/n.” He sighs.

“And be quiet, I’m taking myself off mute.” He smiles, knowing the thought of being caught now have you clenching your thighs together.

Jack takes himself off mute but is barely able to keep his eyes from shutting as you lightly suck on his tip. The swirls of your tongue threaten a breathy moan to fall from his lips. You gather up enough spit to lube him up enough to stroke whatever can’t fit in your mouth with your hand.

“Jack? What are your thoughts?” Mike, a coworker of Jack, inquires.

“I’m sorry, the connection must’ve been out. What do you need my thoughts on?” Jack asks, nearly breaking his speaking stride as you swallow more of him.

“What if we buy and flip the company?” Mike asks.

“Why would we buy a million-dollar company and sell it for a million dollars after we put more money into it? We’d gather no profit. This whole idea is bad and we need to trash it. Ask the Vergas family if they’d like to merge for 50% instead.” Jack shrugs.

You hum ever so lightly, not enough for it to be picked up by the mic but just enough that it sends goosebumps throughout Jack’s body.

“Call me tomorrow and let me know,” Jack says, leaving the call.

“Fuck you’re doing so good.” Jack groans, gathering as much of your hair as he could.

He just barely guides you, mostly holding your hair in dominance.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He announces.

You hum again before feeling him grow in your mouth. With only a couple more thrusts you feel his warm cum fill your mouth.

You look up at him as you swallow, even using your finger to gather what was missed and guide it back into your mouth.

“What a breakfast.” You smile.

“Now that you mention it, I think I’m hungry too.” Jack laughs, moving the table back so you could crawl from under it.

You don’t get too far from it before he has you sprawled on top of it though.

[ladylooch]

Tying Kevin up to a chair and making him lose his mind with hands, mouth, tongue... 😋😈

A/N: This is completely self indulgent. And I made it soft in the end cause I need that scene like BREATH right now. Fuck me good and make me feel safe. That’s the dream bbys. Thank you for this ask… it has taken awhile to get here, but I hope it is worth the wait 😘

This is part of Letters in Your Last Name because I literally went to post this and assumed it said Sam and Kevin originally and it absolutely did not ☠️

Word count: 1.6k

“Which one?” I ask Kevin, holding up the two tie options to him.

“Left.” He says after licking his lips. “I’m wearing the other one to the game tomorrow. Can’t have it wrinkled.”

I toss that one onto the dining room table, then step forward with the burgundy one. My eyes go to the tent just under the thick band of Swedish underwear he is wearing. I walk towards him, barefoot and only in a bra and panties. Slowly, I lower myself onto his lap. I run my gaze along the handsome features of his face. Flecks of gold are pronounced in his eyes with the fading sunlight of our spacious home. I tilt my head to the side, then grab both of his wrists. I pull them down from my hips and behind his back.

“You gonna be nice to me?” Kevin whispers. His voice is husky, dripping with a desire that makes me wet for him. I brush my nose along his jaw as I twist down with the tie. I wrap it around his wrists twice, then cross the two ends and tighten them closed. Kevin chases my face, kissing my cheeks, urging me to turn so our lips can connect. “You gonna fuck me like a good girl?” He whispers against my wet mouth.

“I don’t know… you’ve been kinda bad.” I say, pulling enough away that his lips can’t reach mine anymore. No problem for Kevin. He drops his face to rest between my plumped breasts. I’m wearing a new push up bra that has everything perfectly in place. He bites down on my skin, leaving an instant red mark.

“You’re such a brat tonight. All because I scored on your brother.” 

“Twice.” I fill in.

“Why are you mad at me? I did my job. I score then we score.” 

“You know what you did.” It wasn’t the goals. It was the celebration right in front of Alex. And then the obvious, cheeky grin he shot right at me as he skated to the bench. That kind of behavior… can’t go unchecked. So, tonight, Kevin loses the use of his silky mitts. 

“Your baby daddy is a super star.” There is that cheeky grin again.

“Careful. I might decide you lose use of your mouth too.” Kevin pops a thick eyebrow up in question. Then brings his chocolatey gaze back to my breasts. He leans forward, but I lean back again, not letting his mouth hit my warm skin. He growls. 

“When you untie me, you’re going to pay up for being so mouthy.”

"Gonna show you how mouthy I can be."

I run the tip of my nose along his jaw, then press my first kiss to his mouth. He turns his face so it rests against my cheek. He moans into my ear as I suck his skin between my lips. His breath tickles against the sensitive skin on my neck, tightening my nipples against his chest. The lace on my bra tickles at his chest hair. I run my mouth along his collar bone next, letting my tongue trace the ridge of his muscular chest. I brush kisses along his body as I work my way down to kneel between his wide thighs. He looks so good like this in front of me. Huge thighs spread wide on the chair, thick erection seeping from the tip as I pull him out of his underwear. I kiss the red tip as he exhales sharply. A moan follows as I wrap my lips around the very top of his cock. 

I watch his biceps tighten as he tries to bring his hands to my hair, forgetting they are tied behind his back. I smirk around his cock as I go lower, taking him deep, hesitantly teasing. Kevin’s head knocks back to the ceiling. A heavy curse falls from his swollen lips. 

“Ohmygod.” The words come from deep in his chest. “Oh.” He chokes when I take him deeper into my throat. He presses his hips up, pushing me further down him until my nose touches his abdomen. “Wow.” He pants. His noises have my folds soaked. I reach a hand down, bringing my hand into them to touch myself while Kevin watches. I work my mouth down him again, rubbing my clit as I do so. I moan around him, watching Kevin squeeze his eyes shut.

My velvet mouth takes him the way he needs it. I build into a consistent lap and suck alternating tempo. Kevin watches me playing with myself in tandem, breathing starting to become ragged. He licks his lips, moaning out deeply as he presses his hips up again. 

“More.” He demands. I answer immediately, pulling my hand out to grip the base of his shaft. My wetness hits his dick and everything gets hotter. “Baby, I need your pussy. Please. Get up here. Fuck me until you come.” He is unabashed, brazen with a slight curl to his top lip as he watches me get off my knees. “No, no, no.” He moans as I tease his sensitive, dribbling head through my folds. “Be my good girl. Need to fill you full, baby.”  

I oblige my husband like a good wife, sliding down until my pussy devours his cock. Kevin’s mouth falls open, speechless, breathless too, as I take him in one push down. I pull back up, then do it again. Kevin’s shoulders fall in pleasure.

“Doing everything you can not to cum?” I tease, nipping his top lip. Kevin looks tortured as he confirms my suspicion.

“All the stops. Your pussy is so good, baby. So wet and perfect for me.” He groans as I rock forward then back on him. 

“A… B…. C….” I joke, grinning at his strangled moan. 

“Gee-ZUS, fu-uuuck me.” He grits his teeth together, letting his head fall back so he is tilted up to my face. I lift completely, then stuff myself with him again.

I create a steady tempo as Kevin focuses on his breathing. He seems to regain a bit of control. His eyes are still wild and desperate though. I grin, feeling my chest swell at how sexy it feels to have him look at me like that. I bounce, taking him deep and consistent. 

“Take your bra off. Wanna taste you.” I reach around without stopping the tempo, unclasping the three clips. He attaches his lips over my nipple immediately, sucking it far into his mouth.

“Yeah.” I moan, feeling him begin to fuck up into me. “More of that.” I beg, not caring how needy I sound to him. I will gladly give up some of my control as long as he keeps doing that. “Yes.”

He picks up the tempo, matching his sucking and tonguing of my nipple with his hard thrusts. I can feel his heavy breath against my wet skin. I reach down, pulling his face away from me. I grab his chin in my hand, pressing my thumb and two fingers into the deep lines of his cheeks. I hold his face looking at mine. Kevin grins at the blissed out look on my face as we fuck each other desperately. My stomach tightens deep within. My other fingers fall down to my clit, working it with two fingers. 

“Come for me, gorgeous girl.” He watches my face, seeing I need one more nudge to go over. “Kiss me.” He licks his lips, looking so damn provocative as I crash my mouth onto his. His tongue comes to meet mine and he moans. The vibrations of it against my mouth have me coming. He releases into me immediately when my orgasm grips him, milking all of his seed from his swollen slit. Our juices flow out of me together as I slowly rock my way down to keep him buried to the hilt. I drop my forehead on his shoulder, exhausted, moaning at the little final flutters of my orgasm around him. Kevin sighs happily into my hair, lips kissing three times against my scalp, heading towards my ear. 

“I love you so much. Untie me. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“I love you too, but you haven’t learned anything.” I whine, staying on him as I lean forward to undo the tie. It comes apart quickly. Kevin wastes no time in getting his strong hands around me. He lifts me, taking himself out of me and standing up with me in his arms.

“Bath or shower?”

“Bath. With you.”

“Vanilla? Lavender? Almond?”

“Lavender… so you smell like that at morning skate tomorrow. That’s your other punishment.” 

“I love it. Reminds me of you.” 

After the water is ready, Kevin eases us both back into the sudsy warmth, me settled between his big thighs. After he puts my hair into an awkward bun, his lips make a home on my head next to it. He softly presses kisses there every so often as we contently relax into the flowery water together. 

“Baby, are you asleep?” Kevin whispers after awhile.

“Mmm.” I respond, even though I am definitely 30 seconds from losing any grip on reality. 

“You wanna get out?”

“No.” I murmur, snuggling deeper into his chest. I let my head fall back to his shoulder, tilting my head at an angle so he can kiss along my face. Gradually, I open my eyes to look at his brown orbs soaking me in. 

“Miluji tě, zlato.” His whisper barely disrupts the quiet night, adding a softness to his harsher native tongue.

“Miluji tě víc, má lásko” I respond.

I love you more, my love.