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limitlessgojo · 3 years

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Going to a Private Onsen with Gojo

NSFW Gojo Satoru x F!Reader, established relationship

Type: One shot. This is around almost 4k words.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW content, Voyeurism, exhibitionism, daddy kink, squirting, overstimulation, praising, dom!Gojo, breeding kink, slightly manipulative/ Yandere Gojo, degradation

Notes: finally got to finish this fic, my motivation just dropped halfway lmao. The inn house has rooms with private hot springs. Not shared like the communal ones in public bath houses. This is half fluff half smut.

The private hot springs per room are separated by bamboo trees and wooden walls. (With holes. So you know what's gonna go down👀💦💦💦)

You and Satoru finally get the chance to have a 2 day 1 night short break from work. He takes you to an inn, checking in a tatami room with a private hot spring (onsen) included. The place smelled fresh, and you could smell the flowers outside.

"We can see the hot springs from here love. What do you think? It's gorgeous isn't it?" Satoru wiggled his eyebrows at you. You both set your luggage down, making yourselves at home. The sun is still high up, it is only 2:00pm and the hot spring is steaming, the sunlight making the water shine and glitter.

"It's not bad at all; the room is quite big as well." You smiled. Despite knowing that you're only stroking his ego, you let it go for once. Just this once because it is a special break after all. He internally pats himself on the back, beaming at you. “Glad you like it. Let’s take a walk around the area and then come back for dinner.”

“Fine with me”. Both of you changed into traditional clothing first. Gojo into a Yukata and you into your kimono. He helped you tie your obi and do your hair up. "Look how pretty my kitten is." He practically purred out as he cinched your waist beneath his large hands. His hands felt like fire on your waist.

You flushed, softly calling out his name. "N-not now." You stared at his profile. All lean and muscular. Knowing his physique hidden under the blue fabric did nothing to help.

"Not now." He agreed. But the glint in his eyes said otherwise. Still he held himself back.

So you both set out, exploring the town. The stalls were bustling with people. You both bought souvenirs for the students as well as omamori (charms) for various purposes.

You visited the temple and just tried to relieve the pent up stress from the last few weeks. “The air is so cool and it smells really nice here.” The flowers were all in bloom, as it was spring as of now. Satoru, however, kept his eyes on you for most of the time instead of the scenery around him.

“Yeah, it’s real pretty isn’t it? Wanna take some photos?”

“Good idea! I need a new lock screen pic of us Toru!” you smiled. Your smile unfortunately dimmed upon noticing other women staring at Satoru and batting their eyelashes at him (ignoring the fact that you were right beside him).

You’ve always known that he was a gorgeous person, just thanking your lucky stars that he actually came around to reciprocate your feelings. “Hey”, Satoru cupped your face and turned it to face him. He was pouting. “Focus on me love. This trip is just for us.”

You gave him a weak smile. “Yeah, sorry about that. AH! I wanna have a picture by that Sakura tree~”. You tried to be more enthusiastic and engaging, blocking out any jealous and negative thoughts.

Seriously, it's not like you didn't trust him. Just that your insecurity gets to you sometimes. You quickly bat the thoughts away. Your thoughts came to a halt when you felt something soft on the corner of your lips.

"Love you." Satoru murmured against your cheek. You turned to see his eyes under his drooping sunglasses just an inch away from yours. You couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Of course he knows how you feel. "I love you more Toruu~ Now let's go." You gave him a genuine and bright smile. Walking over to a shaded area near the lake, surrounded by tall grass.

He leaned down to press his cheek against the top of your head and placed one arm around you. His other hand was holding up his phone for a selfie. After you took some pretty and funny photos, he surprised you by bringing out a polaroid.

"Eh?! Since when did you bring that with you?" You asked him. Satoru gave a sneaky smirk, "Well. Since you talked non stop about loving the vintage aesthetic recently, I thought it would be good to make a small scrapbook or photo album of this trip."

".... who are you and what have you done with my husband..."

"Hey! That's rude. I'm always nice and sweet." He pouted and widened his eyes, using a finger to push down his shades. "I knowww~ Just kidding Toru, I love your ideas. I'll help you with it then."

"Of course you will pumpkin." He squeezed you against his side, not caring about anyone who might be looking at both of you being overly affectionate in public.

He took pictures using the polaroid camera every now and then. Taking your hand and leading you around, Satoru did not give your thoughts a chance to move away from him. He didn't hesitate to tickle you when your guard was down and poked at your cheeks with the most annoying grin.

After that it was just you and him. Enjoying your precious time together, undisturbed by anyone else. By the time the sun was setting, you dragged him over to an Izakaya. "Should we have dinner here?" You asked him.

"Ooooh! Looks like they have good meat and eel. That's fine with me." He replied. You both enjoyed dinner and had a bit of sake. Satoru always looked cute with flushed red cheeks and that big stupid smile of his. "Well you look cuter than me for once Hun." He quipped back.

You smiled as you wiped that teriyaki sauce off the corner of his mouth for him. It was a really peaceful day.

Walking back to the inn, you noticed a shadow moving quickly just by the corner of your eye. This is why you don't think about work during your free time. Feeling chills run up your spine, you turned to see a curse, staring straight back at you. "Ah shit I left my sword back in the inn."

Not even having finished your sentence, you watched as Satoru flicked his wrist and took down the 2nd grade curse in an instant. "I told you not to worry darling. I'm not going to let anything hurt you." He tutted and booped your nose playfully, eyes shining.

"Heehh~" you pretended not to be impressed but by the look on his face, you knew you didn't do a good job of hiding it. He just chuckled and wrapped his arms around you. "Toru I can't walk like this."

It was like trying to lug a 190cm tall clingy infant. "I'll protect you with my infinity from all sides love." He looked really happy, just prancing around with you in his arms as you both made your way back to the inn.

💜💜💜

You both settled back in and got ready to take a bath. It was a really good day and everything went smoother than you thought it would, knowing your chaotic and unorthodox doof of a husband.

"Dinner was so good. This was a great idea Toru, thank you." You smiled up at him. He smiled back, so soft and gentle with you. The way he never is and never will be with anyone else.

"Now then, I'll be taking my payment from you." You looked up at him, confusion evident on your face. Your husband of 5 years still confuses you until this day. "I'm sorry?" you felt affronted as you asked the question. You had no problem paying your share of the bills, heck you earn a lot as a 1st grade Jujutsu sorcerer yourself.

But Satoru spent about over a month pestering you about wanting to treat you to a short staycation with him. "Yes", he replied slowly making his way towards you, towering over your shorter frame. You stood your ground and craned to look up at him.

"Thank you for the meal sweetheart. You will be my dessert." He removed his glasses and threw them aside to showcase his bright blue eyes. You shivered from the intensity, and his lips turned up in a smirk. His words were somewhat funny, but his tone was dead serious.

He wasted no time, leaning down to suck down on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, after he pulled one side of your kimono off your shoulder. "Sa-Satoru!!, hah- ", his grip on you was way too tight.

"Baby, I am so sorry I can't wait any longer. Won't you be good for me?" Satoru asked as he took a step back and cupped your cheeks in his hands.

It's true that this man has no self-control, always palming your ass down the hallways at Tokyo Jujutsu High. But you rarely see him as desperate as he is now, that it was actually endearing to you. So you relented, earning a grin from the man.

He helped you out of your kimono, littering small kisses on your forehead and cheeks, before he started biting on one ear.

Unclasping your bra, he reached down to grope your breasts. You stared at him as he suckled on one nipple while toying with the other. His eyes opened to meet yours, and you could feel the growing wetness between your legs.

You also reached up to pull his Yukata off, undoing the tie on his waist. "I love it when you hair is done up darling. I can bite as much of your neck as I want." He growled out against your shoulder, biting and sucking wherever he can.

Your mouth watered upon seeing the outline of his hard-on straining against his boxers. On the other hand, Satoru stared unashamedly as you pulled down your panties, keeping your legs together to keep your slick from dripping down your legs.

Impatiently, you reached up and ran your fingers through his locks. "Satoru~" you whined. He only smirked in response. In one quick movement, he gathered you into his arms and brought you over to the small washing area with the soap and shower-head.

He was still in his boxers however. You just stared at it, drawing closer to press your hand and rub the outline. He let out a long moan, which led to you to quickly look up and snap out a hush. "The neighbours might hear us Toru." You whined.

"Tch, Let them hear. They can't touch or experience us anyways. And I want to show off my lovely little wife." He leered down at you, finally removing his wet boxers and throwing it onto the ground.

His hard cock sprang up and slapped against his abs. As if moving by some force, you immediately dropped to your knees. Rubbing soap onto his waist, thighs, and finally pumping his cock with your soapy hands. You looked up to him as you "cleaned" him off with innocent eyes.

Satoru wasn't impressed. "Don't tease me baby or you'll regret it." He pulled you up and brought you into a deep kiss. You both gathered more soap and started washing each other off.

With his hands moving slowly down the sides, Satoru didn't hold himself back from touching every nook and cranny of your body. From your neck, to your shoulders, down your breasts, going to your thighs and legs. His hands were rubbing at your skin, inching nearer and nearer to your cunt. Until he suddenly pulled away, making you cry out at the loss of contact.

"Be good for me and let me clean you first kitten." He whispered.

No other words were shared as you both rinsed and washed each other off before moving to the onsen.

"You know, I've always wanted to fuck you in a hot spring." Satoru smirked as you both dipped into the water. You sat on his lap and clasped your hands behind his neck, straddling him. His hands gripping either side of you waist tightly.

"No I don't know." You turned away from him as you rested your head against his chest. He hummed. Both of you resting for a bit. You were both in the same state, antsy for action, but trying to enjoy the hot springs at the same time.

For a while you both just stayed soaking in the hot water. Until you started grinding down against him. He just stared down at your figure. Breasts spilling against his chest, the slope of your s line with your ass under the water. But you refused to meet his eyes.

Satoru didn't really like that very much. He pinched your thigh hard. "Ow!,' you yelped. "Toru what was-" you finally turned to look up at him, but faltered and stopped moving. His eyes were bright and his expression dark. "I thought my baby was going to be good for me tonight. You don't wanna beg me later just to come right? Or does daddy have to make you do just that?"

As soon as he said the word daddy you felt your insides clench around nothing, thighs quivering. He looked down towards your body, grinning at your response. He pulled you out of the water, sitting down on the ground beside it.

"Suck me off baby and I'll consider making you cum."

You crawled over on all fours towards him. You kissed him first, then trailed downwards, licking off the water and sweat on Satoru's abs and the outlines of his hard muscles. He groans while staring at you, pupils blown so wide his bright blue eyes actually look dark for once.

You can see the carnal lust raging behind him as you squeeze your breasts together while kneeling and licking his abs. You leave small butterfly kisses as you slowly make your way down to his aching member.

But, he groans as you skip past it and suck love marks into his lower thighs. "Pumpkin, please -UNGH, p-please don't tease so much." Satoru groaned. You smirked up at him, meeting his eyes while sticking your tongue out and licking one of his balls. Sucking it into your mouth and covering it with your spit.

He reached down to lift your chin up, thumbing your lips as he watched the saliva trickle down down side of your mouth to his fingers. The current sight of you is so lewd and dirty that Satoru almost came on the spot right there.

You decide to humor him and move to licking the head of his dick, while grabbing a hold of the base and slowly pumping it up and down. Satoru threw his head back. He looked up, seeing the night sky and the stars twinkling while feeling hot pleasure run through his body. He felt like he was floating.

You tried deepthroating all of him in one go, but he was just too big. "Baby, your mouth is too small for daddy's cock isn't it?". You whimpered in response. Trying to swallow as much of him as you can while using your hand for the remainder of his length.

Quiet mewls escaped the sides of your mouth as you opened your aching jaws wider. Tears started running down your face. You didn't stop as you relaxed your jaw and took more of him, swallowing what you can while pumping. He bucked up without warning, causing your gag reflex to react. Then he pulled you off.

"That's enough for now. I wanna make sure I stuff every bit of cum I have inside of your pussy baby." He pulled you up over him, this time with his back to the floor as he spoke.

"Lemme eat you out, I've been waiting for this all day." He was salivating at the sight of your pussy, positioned in front of his face. You lowered yourself onto him slowly. Impatiently, he tugged you waist down, smashing your lower lips against his mouth. You let out a loud yelp followed by heavy breaths and mewls as he ate you out.

Thrusting his tongue in and out of your walls. He loved the taste of you, always thirsty for more. You tried to grind your pussy against his face. But he held your legs in place with one arm, wrapping around your behind. The other hand was playing with your clit.

In no time at all you were sobbing and cumming all over his face. Satoru didn't spare you one second of rest. He pulled away and lined himself up, pushing into you during your orgasm.

He immediately started fucking into you earnestly, grabbing a hold of your waist and lifting it to pull you on and off his cock. "Toru, it's too much for me, I can't-" You could barely get the words out of your mouth as you slurred them out with your eyes shut.

"Yes you can. I know you can. Because you're made for me and only you can do a good job for me like this love." Satoru grunted as he pumped into you like there was no tomorrow.

He loved it when your walls clenched and squeezed against him tightly. Especially when your whole body shook during an orgasm. Whenever you open your eyes all you can see are the stars blurring due to your movements. You both came like that, with your backs arching. His cock stayed hard, twitching as it spurted and filled you up.

He suddenly felt the sensation of eyes on him. As the user of six eyes, his senses were wide alert at ALL times. He looked to the side of the wooden wall, and saw dark eyes staring back at him.

He didn't stop thrusting. You whined and mewled as you ground your hips against his. "Fuck, such a slut for me. Love it when you cry and make those noises babe. Just look at me. I won't look at any other person, man or woman. I'm yours as long as you're mine." He growled out.

He pulled out to reposition you. Dragging your body on top of his. Your back against his chest. "Daddy, I want you. I want more!" You whined out. You positioned his cock at your entrance.

"Daddy will give his baby what she wants. You've been so good to me after all love." He smirked inwardly pushed back upwards into you, thrusting at a fast pace. (Satoru chose the position because he knew you were both being watched. He loves to make other men so jealous of him having you).

You could only squeal and try to hold yourself up against him, putting your palms against the floor. But it was no use. He grabbed your thighs and kept fucking up harder and harder, making it hard for you to hold onto anything.

"Yes just like that baby. You're so good to me. You don't need to think. I'll make it so that you don't have to do anything else. You only need to feel my cock yeah? My doll is the best when she is crying on my cock." He moaned out.

The man on the other side of the wall was joined by a few other men. Satoru used his ability to see through the wall following the movement of their cursed energy and saw that they were touching themselves to you.

"Daddy, please more. Daddyyy~" you were slipping further into subspace. Soon you couldn't speak clearly anymore. Just babbling nonsense while bouncing on Satoru's lap and staring hazily up at the sky.

"I think we have company." He laughed out. You snapped out of your haze to see peeking eyes behind the bamboo sticks. Satoru just thrusted harder. "Let's give them a show of their lifetime hmm? I spy old men wanting some action. But they won't be able to touch you baby."

He reached up with one hand to grope your breast and the other stayed below to play with your clit. Sex to him was almost like an art form. He knew exactly how to play with your body to bring you to your strongest orgasms.

You tried to cover your body up but he pulled your arms away. "Don't run away baby, daddy's here to protect you. It will be okay."

At the end of the day you trusted him and his six eyes, so you let go. Pussy clenching harder at the thought of being watched by unknown strangers.

"That's it, my angel. So good for me. You're leaking far more than normal slut. You like it when people watch you get fucked?"

He reached up with his cum stained hand to spit into it. Then shoved his fingers in your mouth. You obediently suckled on and cleaned his fingers for him. He continued to grope you as he pounded away.

Satoru wasn't too worried about the spectators next door. He can see them clearly. Several middle aged men (probably sharing a larger room) messily jerking off to both of you. He saw the way their eyes travelled across your breasts and cunt, which was oozing with his cum.

He hit a hard deep spot inside of you which caused you to squirt hard, a large amount of liquid spraying out. Satoru quickly put his hands over your clit and furiously rubbed at it, wanting to prolong your squirting. You were crying out loud at this point. It was just music to his ears.

One man groaned out, causing you to tense and tighten and Satoru to moan out.

"You love putting a show on huh baby? We should do this more often if it gets you tighter and wetter around me." He snarked out while you drooled and asked for more.

He didn't stop thrusting until he came a few more times inside of you, changing positions.

The men watched as you rode him, your breasts bouncing up and down, while you placed your palms flat on Satoru's chest. They stared at the cum flowing out of your pussy, being fucked back into you by Satoru. The way you both groaned as you clamped down tight and milked his cock.

Soon you found yourself laying on your side with one leg up with Satoru spooning you from behind. What was frightening was his stamina and power.

His thrusts never lost strength and soon you just felt like his cock was drilling a space inside of you, just for it. You felt so boneless in his hands when you both finished, laying down on your sides.

"Babe…. You okay? We need to clean up." Satoru whispered against your shoulder.

You could only mumble incoherent noises. Squeezing around his softening length, still plugged inside of you to keep his cum inside.

Satoru gave out a soft sigh. Then gathered you into his arms and took you away from prying eyes. He just turned and smirked at them as he walked away with you, butt naked.

The watchers were disappointed that the show was over. Satoru then cleaned you both with the shower head in the washing area and wiped you down with soft towels.

You stayed silent the whole time. Your head felt like it was in the clouds. Just letting Satoru do his way with you like a doll. "You were really good for me tonight angel. Nobody else can touch you but me." He chuckled darkly.

You just listened to his simple commands such as putting your arms up when he dressed you in your nightgown. 'I always love fucking her dumb.' He smiled to himself as he settled you into his arms in bed.

"Next time I'll be fucking you in the water." He whispered. He brought you closer to him, tucking your head against his neck. Kissing your forehead and patting you to put you to sleep.

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The next morning you were absolutely horrified to see people staring at you, when you both left your room to check out. 'I bet they heard us last night. And who were the ones peaking at us?!?!' you frightfully thought to yourself.

Satoru didn't really care. Smiling brightly at the attendants and thanking them for your amazing stay at the inn.

"Toru I really enjoyed my stay, but it's hard to be happy now knowing that we did it at the expense of our neighbours stay." You whispered, hitting him. "Darling I'm pretty sure they enjoyed the show." He winked at you, shameless as ever.

Suffice to say, you decided not return to said hot springs for a while out of shame.

End notes: 🙈 this fic started because I just thought of Satoru's abs wet with steam and sweat but it evolved during the last edit. Hope you guys enjoyed! Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated 💜

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greenorangevioletgrass · 4 years

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epicurean pleasures (h.s.)

pairing: harry styles x reader

summary: you and harry indulge in a racy lingerie and even racier evening

word count: 2k

warnings: fluff, smut, light d/s, softdom!harry, praise kink, mild exhibitionism, edging, clit slapping, choking

notes: my first harry smut! i wrote this initially as a bday fic but then it got too late, so now it's a belated Valentine fic! anyway, hope you enjoy!

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"Not that I'm complaining, but…" you pipe up from your shared walk-in closet, "We agreed on no gifts for Valentine’s day. Why are you buying me shit?"

"Because I want to?" Harry hollers back, no doubt lounging back on your shared king bed. "And because I can."

Harry has truly outdone himself.

Sure, he'd always had a penchant for buying you lingerie out of the blue --but most of them are very tasteful. Flowy little nightdresses in baby blue and white, or the prettiest set with a lace choker and garter belt, or a sultry blood red bodysuit that accentuates your curves just right. But this one…

This one takes the cake.

You’re not even sure if this can be considered a clothing item. Just a bunch of straps with a tiny scrap of lace to resemble a cover for your precious modesty. One cuts down through the valley of your breasts, exposed and unbound apart from the straps on each side, gathering up at the base of your neck like a collar. More straps criss-cross at your waist, accentuating the curve of your torso.

You could technically walk out of the closet like that; tits out, ass swaying. Harry’s jaw would fall to the ground-- at least until he picks it up and tackles you down. But you want to savor this; it’s a special occasion, after all. You want to play with him a little before he gets his present.

So you throw on his silk robe, blood red with golden flowers, and ties it together, right in front of where the straps intersect. The fabric flows behind you as you walk out of the closet, finding Harry sitting on the edge of the bed, in every sense of the word.

"Mm, how hedonistic of you,” you grin, trapping his lap between your thighs.

He shrugs as if he’s bragging. "What can I say? I'm all about the epicurean pleasures, love."

"Such big words. Do you even know what that means?"

"I have the luxury of a dictionary." he giggles, low and lazy. His strong hands secure your waist, drawing absent infinities on the fabric. But his eyes catch sight of the line down your chest, and his fingertips toy with the strings of your robe. "Can I see it?"

“You can.” a mischievous smile threatens to break out of the corner of your lips. “In time.”

His eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. “Are you withholding my present?”

“I thought this was for me.”

“Okay, so maybe it is a little bit for me…” he begrudgingly admits, although you can see the same look on his face as the one you feel on yours. “I’m selfish, I know.”

Your face scrunches up. “Are you quoting your own song? Wow. Hedonistic and narcissistic.”

“And you’re the most fantastic and stunning and dazzling and devastating girl and I’m just-- I’m out of words.” he shakes his head, cupping your face in his hands and smothering you with kisses.

And there you are. Sitting on your boyfriend’s lap in the most obscene lingerie, giggling out of your mind as he traps you into a hug and attacks you with hard noisy smooches. He flips you over on your back before you even register what’s going on. He kisses you properly this time, soft lips moving against yours. For a moment the thought of your skimpy lingerie skips his mind. For a moment you’re just… together. And if this is where the night ends, that would be enough.

“Happy Valentine’s day, you dork.” you boop his perfect nose.

“And you, my love." He kisses your temple, your cheek, your lips. In thanks. In love.

In lust.

And just as quick as things lighten up between you, the mood shifts as he deepens his kiss. His hips now entrap yours under his weight, and his hand ghosts over your clavicle, exposed from all your movements, and traces at the hint of the lingerie strap.

"May I see my little V-day present now?" Harry whispers in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. It may sound like a question, but he definitely says it as an order.

You nod, not trusting your voice to stay steady. Something about him crowding you with his body and his embrace and his soft drawl makes you weak in the knees.

You watch him sit up and run a single finger up your thigh-- from your knee to over your lower stomach, where the robe ties lie. He tugs it once and the whole thing falls away from your curves like curtains unveiling the stage for the first time. Bare, and perfectly decorated at the same time.

"Baby," he breathes out, "You look... wow."

You cover your breasts with your arms, but he stops you.

“No, no. Don’t. Wanna see you like this,” he drawls as he draws his finger along the straps lining your body. Down your torso, along your waistband, and he gushes, “You’re like a wet dream, I swear to God.”

His penetrating gaze just makes you warm all over, and you find yourself aching for his touch. You reach for his t-shirt and pull him into a heated kiss. One that says, please touch me I need it so fucking bad.

His hands are just as frenzied in claiming every inch of you, greedily twirling and squeezing and tugging your sensitive nipples until you’re putty and pliant for him. He slips his fingers between your legs and chuckles darkly. “You’re wet like a dream, too.”

“I think I’ve been wet since I put this thing on,” you moan as he teases up and down your slippery slit.

“Someone’s a bit vain herself, eh?” he circles your swollen clit ever so lightly-- enough to get you worked up, but not nearly enough to make you come. He never lets you off that easily, and it’s fun/frustrating as hell. “You like dressing up all pretty for me, baby?”

You nod meekly.

“Don’t be rude. Answer properly when you’re asked a question,” he presses on your little bud hard to make a point.

“Fuck! Yes I do, Harry.” your body twists as he picks up the pace. You sort of know this can’t be your orgasm --Harry is a bit cruel like that- and you’re already grasping for dear life to keep it together.

But, God, the way his fingers toy with your pussy, and how his eyes bore all over your body is already too much to bear.

“Nuh-uh-uh.” he takes away his hand, his pointed finger glistening in your arousal. “Not before I say you can.”

You let out a desperate whine at the loss of his touch. The heat that’s been building up just… simmers down.

“Wanna play with my baby girl a bit before I let her cum.” his teeth graze the top of your breasts. “Will you let me do that?”

His question is only met with a frantic nod-- you don’t trust yourself to do more- and he looks at you pointedly.

“Use your words.”

“Mm-hm.”

The next thing you know, you’re met with a slap on your pussy. “What’d I tell you?”

“Sorry! Yes, yes. I’m sorry,” you blurt out, half-giggling, giddy from the sensation.

“You like that, don’t you?” he slaps your pussy experimentally. One, two, three times. Watching you jolt and gasp each time.

A lazy grin blooms on your face. “Harder.”

“Naughty girl.” his hand lands on your clit a few more times at a leisurely pace, even though it gets you going just the same. It sends shocks through your veins and leaves you wanting more.

Harry just slides two fingers inside you at once, spreading you open in the most delicious ways possible, and the two of you gasp at the same time. “Oh. So wet and ready for me already, eh?”

No answers are necessary. His digits slip in and out of you so easily without any resistance. You just feel the pleasant ache where he strokes you and picks up his pace. The rise and fall seem to blur together until the knot inside you just tightens and tightens until it doesn't.

And his hand roams elsewhere-- your thighs, your breasts, your neck, your mouth- while your orgasm just dissipates.

And when it does, he returns to your pussy again. Sometimes he does it while lying on his side, kissing your open mouth and swallowing your moans. Sometimes he does it with his face buried between your legs, soothing you with his tongue where his fingers had just tortured you.

Eventually you lose track of how many times he's edged you, or how long. Your whole body is just a trembling ball of nerves, and when he pulls away, the ache doesn't go away anymore. You're losing grip and you find yourself slipping-- in every sense of the word.

"Harry, please, I can't--" you don't know whether to lean in or move away from his touch.

But he soldiers on, pumping his fingers in and out of your swollen pussy. "Yes, you can. Hold on for me, baby."

"I really, really can't…" you whimper feeling the orgasm washing over you, squeezing his sly fingers around your silky walls.

Harry stops and stares, marveling at how exquisite you look. Curves bound in your lingerie, arching and squirming just for him, face contorted in absolute uncontrolled bliss.

He adores you like this.

"Aww, my pretty baby can't help but cum, eh?" He coos, caressing your bare hips and finally giving you a breather. "I really should punish you, but you just look so beautiful like this."

"Mm, am I?"

"Come here, baby." he gently guides you out of bed, all the way to the floor mirror on the corner of the room. He cups your cheek, his neon nail polish contrasts against your bare face. "Look."

You almost didn't recognize the reflection before you. Hair a mess, lips swollen from kisses. Your body harness is all askew-- panties yanked aside, straps pulled up and pushed down uneven. Little red marks bloom on your neck where Harry had left naughty kisses, just like he is now.

"So fucking pretty," he murmurs, nipping at your shoulder. "Is this all for me, love?"

"All for you," you echo, drunk from his touch. You feel him spreading your nether lips and burying his thick length inside you in one single thrust.

He stills, and for a moment, so does time. His cock fills you up to the hilt and his arms hold you steady against his chest. You've never felt so safe and sound.

And in your little bubble of safety, you find freedom to be vulnerable. To just give into Harry's kisses and thrusts and takes everything he gives you.

You adore his singing voice, but nothing compares to his carnal grunts and breathy moans against your ear. The sound of skin smacking against skin as he pounds into you is like music vibrating through your body. And as he sheathes and unsheathes himself into your weeping cunt, you feel like you want to get lost in it forever.

"Harder," you barely make out as his hand finds its way to your throat again.

"Jesus fuck, I'm gonna cum." His eyes flutter closed, but his other hand still firm against you, rubbing your clit like it's the only thing he'll ever do. "Cum with me, baby."

You brace yourself, hand pressed against the mirror and the other around his wrist, letting the explosive pleasure take over and the spurt of sweet release from Harry's cock to fill you up. Everything blurs and for a moment, you're just floating on an all-time high.

When you come to, your legs feel like jelly and you stumble around a bit. But Harry is quick to catch you. He doesn't pay any mind to how his cock slips out of you.

"Alright, love?" He asks with a tender kiss on your cheek.

You nod, eyelid heavy and throat spent.

"D'you want a nice bubble bath?"

You shake your head. "Later. Cuddle first."

Harry smiles, his heart soaring as he sweeps you off of your feet all the way to bed. Maybe his true intention of buying you this lingerie isn't solely the hot sex; maybe it's the really vulnerable, adorable moment of intimacy that follows.

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avengerslover-yee · 3 years

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The Interview

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: The reader is RDJ's daughter, and the reader and Seb have been dating for 5 months now. RDJ doesn't know... But Anthony Mackie, Chris Evans, and Scarlett Johannsson do... So what will happen when all 6 are doing an interview for Avengers Infinity War...

Warnings: Overprotective Dad, fluff, kissing lol, spelling mistakes most likely, and idk lol.

“Seb we gotta get going.” You yelled from the bedroom in your guys hotel room. “Ok I’ll be right out!” He called from the bathroom. You waited a few more minutes and he walked out. “Finally!” You called out. “I didn’t take that long. Your just being over dramatic.” He said walking up to you. “Maybe I am. What are you gonna do about it.” You said booping his nose. “I don’t know, let me think about it.’ He started to make the thinking face. ‘How about I do this!” He yelled and quickly picked you up and threw you on the bed ticking you.

“Seb! Seb! I-I cant!- Stop!” You said through laughter. He stopped and looked at you. Then he gave you a peck on the lips and helped you up. “We will finish this later.” He said. You looked at the time and quickly got up. You checked yourself in the mirror, and checked Sebastian to make sure he looked presentable. You wiped off some of your lipstick from his lips and you both headed out the door.

Everyone was staying at the same hotel, so everyone agreed to meet in the lobby. To make it not look suspicious, you took the elevator down first. You walked out and looked for everyone. You spotted them and walked over. “Finally! Now we just have to wait for Sebastian. Did you see him?” Chris said with a smirk. You glared are him. “No i didn’t.” You answered. You walked over to stand by your dad. “Hey baby. Are you excited?” He asked wrapping an arm around you. “Yeah a little, but I’m also really nervous.” You answered honestly. “Oh don’t be, you will be just fine, and I’ll be right there if you need me.” He said and gave me a smile. You smiled back at him.

Sebastian came down and you all got in the car. You so badly wanted to sit next to Sebastian. But then your dad will get suspicious. It’s not like you didn’t want your dad to know, but the last time I told him I was dating someone he had someone do a full background check on him, and even with that he didn’t leave us alone, like if we said we were going out to dinner he’d jump up and said he’d take us. And he was never nice to him, always giving him death glares. It got so bad that we both decided just not to be together. So you definitely did not want that to happen with Seb. Sebastian had been your friend since day one of your life in Marvel. And it also helped that you were his love interest. But being the love interest isn’t your whole part.

Your characters name was Thea Avery- aka Shadow. Your first movie was Captain America the First Avenger. You played as the best friend of Peggy Carter. And you would fall off the train with Bucky. Your character was supposed to die, but the fans loved you, so you signed the contract. Now your character is an Avenger, she managed to escape Hydra around the time Steve was found. She tried to get Bucky but he was to far gone. Your character never stopped looking for him, until Captain America the Winter Soldier. Eventually in Civil war she joined Steve’s team obviously. Helped Bucky escape, and helped him while he was in Wakanda. Where the two eventually fell in love. But now in Infinity war what the fans don’t know is Thea is going to have to live without Bucky and everyone else for 5 years.

They arrived at the studio and waited until they were called out. Seb made the mistake of looking at you for too long when your dad noticed him and furrowed his brows. Sebastian quickly made it look like he was looking at something else. They all got called on stage and there was people clapping like crazy. You greeted the host and waved to the crowd before sitting down. You sat in between Scarlett Johansson and your dad. With the three guys behind you. The interviewer started by congratulating us all with the movie, then he said that he was going to give a chance for the audience to ask some questions. The crowd went wild.

“Ok first question.” “Um. Hi! I’m a huge fan of all of you! Omg this is a dream come true. My question is for any of you, Who do you guys think is the most attractive cast member on set?” She asked and everyone clapped. Immediately without any hesitation, “Y/n!” Shouted Anthony. My dad looked back and glared at Anthony who just sat still. “Aww Thank you Mackie.” You said to him. I glanced at Seb and you could tell when he’s jealous and oh boy was he jealous. You smiled to yourself and waited for the next question. “Hi! My question is for Y/n, first off I just wanted to say that I am a huge fan, and you are my idol.’ Your heart melted at this what looked like teenage girl said.’ And now for my question, Can you explain more of what Shadows power is, and her relationship with Bucky?” She finished smiling. Everyone clapped. “Aww, I love you so much, And Shadows power is where she can manipulate the shadows like basically turning darkness into anything she wants, or she can manipulate anything with a shadow. And her relationship with Bucky is a little complicated, obviously they went through a lot together, and they still are, I can’t really say much, but there will be some Buckadow action in the new Movie.” You finished. You made sure not to give anything to big away. Everyone clapped and some people cat called.

The interview went on with question after question until the interviewer asked the wrong question. “So there have been some speculation, and this is just fans being fans, but some people have been saying that Y/n and Anthony are dating. Is that true, is there a secret relationship going on or no?” He asked. Your dad turned and looked you straight in the eyes as if that was his way of asking. But before I could say anything Anthony spoke up. “Me and Y/n? Psh no way. She’s way outa my league, but she isn’t for someone else.” He said smirking. “Oh so she’s not with you but she’s with another cast member?” The interviewer asked. “I- I um-.” I murmured out. “Guess what it’s someone in this group though, and it’s definitely not me or her dad.” Scarlett said. I looked at her with wide eyes telling her to stop. “Oh so it’s either Sebastian or Chris?” The interviewer said looking from me and the boys. Everyone in the audience was going nuts. Chris looked at Seb and Seb looked back at him pleadingly. Chris gave him and me a look saying sorry. “It ain’t me.” Chris said. And I immediately put my head in my hands and the crowd went nuts. “Oh my goodness, so Y/n Downey and Sebastian Stan are together.” Said the interviewer. You couldn’t blame the interviewer this was his job, who you could blame is someone named Anthony Mackie. You looked up and you dad looked at you. “Sorry?” You said to him. “Oh wait Robert you didn’t know?” Asked the interviewer. “Nope, not one bit.” You dad said. He then turned to look at Seb who’s eyes widened with fear. “If you hurt her, I. Will. End. You.” He said poking him in the chest punctuating every word. “I-I promise I won’t.” Seb said nervously.

“So how long have you been dating?” the interviewer asked. “Well since everyone knows now who cares. We have been dating for 5 months.” You answered. Your dad turned to you with wide eyes. “5 months!?” “Yes-.” You answered.

Part 2

#sebastian stan #marvel #interview #sebastian stan x reader #robert downey junior #anthony mackie #chris evans

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sincerelyella · 3 years

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Infinity & Beyond

Book: The Royal Romance/Heir (AU)

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella)

All characters belong to Pixelberry except for Ella Brooks Rys who belongs to yours truly 🌺

Summary: Liam is even more protective than usual.

A/N: I’d like to thank @gkittylove99 and @sfb123 for your softness prompt requests. I hope y’all enjoy! Prompts will be in bold.

To my nakie twin/soul sister @burnsoslow -> I love you for not complaining when I send you these things and reading them 🥺💜 I love you a butt ton!

Warnings: Adult language, descriptions of body injury, fluff

Words: 1169

Every couple of minutes, Liam would wander into his bedroom and peek at his wife taking a nap. After he was satisfied that Ella was getting some rest, he would make his way outside onto the large balcony connected to their quarters.

“Why do you keep going over there to stare at her?” Drake asked as he flipped a burger on the grill.

“I don’t stare,” Liam bent down to pick up Malia and kissed her cheek.

“Daddy was looking at Mommy!”

“Smart kid,” Drake kissed the hand that his niece offered to him and she squealed in delight. “You hungry Lia?”

Malia raised her arms in the air. “I want pizza, Unka Dwake!”

Drake furrowed his brow and stuck out his bottom lip in pretend hurt. “Not burgers?”

“Party is hereeeeee!” Maxwell barged onto the balcony with bags in his arms. Olivia followed him out with a disdained look on her face.

“You’re always so … cheerful,” she brushed an invisible piece of lint from her red shirt.

“Auntie Liiiiiv!” Malia screeched and squirmed in her father’s arms until he put her down.

Drake nodded toward Olivia and Malia, now chattering away about how Lia wanted red hair like her favorite aunt. “That’s the woman’s way, Li,” he added slices of cheese to the almost cooked meat patties. “They abandon you when someone else catches their attention.”

Liam cringed when he heard Olivia tell his daughter she would dye her hair red when Lia was older. “Okay, I’m going to … check on Ella.”

“You don’t stare my ass,” Drake mumbled as he shook his head.

Liam walked towards his bedroom just like he had every ten minutes for the last hour. He peeked through the door that was cracked open and saw Ella drinking the tea he brought her a little bit ago. He pushed the door open all the way and shoved his hands in the pockets of his green sweater. “Love? You’re supposed to be resting.”

“I am resting, and drinking tea,” Ella lifted her mug in the air with a smile. “What kind is this?”

Liam bit his bottom lip as he let his eyes rove over her. Her pajama shirt hung off one shoulder, exposing her soft skin and her hair was tousled from sleep. The white bandage wrapped around her head contrasted her bronze skin. "I knew you wouldn't go to sleep willingly, so I brought you some chamomile tea and a blanket. Twenty minutes of shut-eye, okay?"

Ella pouted. “I slept already.”

“That wasn’t even an hour!”

She rolled her eyes. “Well, maybe if my husband wasn’t opening and closing the door every ten minutes, staring at me, I’d be able to sleep longer.”

Liam walked into the large bedroom and sat across from his wife with a stern expression. “You fainted walking around downtown,” he clenched his jaw at the memory. “You hit your head on the concrete and have a concussion. You’ve been doing entirely too much, Ella.”

She flinched at him saying her name. He must be really mad. “I was just-”

“Doing too much,” he finished for her. “You’re going to rest and you’re not going to do a damn thing until you’re cleared by the doctor.”

“He cleared me!”

Liam arched his brow at her. “He said don’t overdo it, don’t overexert yourself or do any exercise. Which is the entire reason why we aren’t having sex!”

“That was your doing not mine,” she mumbled and he narrowed his eyes in response.

“Love, you scared the shit out of all of us,” he took her small hands in his and ran his thumbs over her knuckles. “Maxwell wouldn’t stop screaming on the phone and Drake had to carry you to the ER. Even Olivia, of all people, was trembling when I got to the hospital! I thought you had died.”

“But I … I’m …” Ella reached up and felt her bandage, remembering part of that day, the blood, the screams, then someone lifting her easily and running. To where she had no idea. Then, everything went black. Ella was diagnosed with Graves’ Disease which meant her heart rate was always too high and she lost weight at an alarming rate. When she does too much, she notices she gets really short of breath and dizzy. She never told Liam about it because Lord knows what he would put in place so she didn’t go anywhere alone. Her fainting just ruined everything and now he was acutely aware of all of her symptoms.

Liam walking back and forth to check on her to make sure she didn’t die in her sleep was something she should have expected. Add on the fact that she was six weeks pregnant, and that equals super protective Liam. He wasn’t there with them downtown, he was at the palace in a meeting with the French ambassador. He’s never going to let me go anywhere by myself again. “Okay,” she whispered.

Liam cupped her cheeks with his hands. “Please,” he whispered back. “I need you, our daughter needs you, our friends, our little one ...” he looked down at her abdomen and back up to her face. “Just, stay here and rest.”

Ella nodded. “Promise. Now, what’s that?” She pointed to a large pink bag behind him by one of the closet doors.

Liam turned and followed her finger, then turned back to face her. “Oh! I found this in the mall, I figured it might be something you like.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “You … went to the mall?”

“Drake wanted to get some high-powered thing for the BBQ grill, Max and I tagged along. Each store has a theme?” Liam gave her a confused look. “Is that the rule? Because some stores had random things that didn’t make sense. Why did book store have candy in them?”

“Those are … questions for another time, sweetie,” Ella cackled. “Can I have my gift now?”

Liam stood to grab the bag and set it on the bed in between them. Ella pulled out all the pink tissue paper and reached in to pull out a stuffed animal. “Ohmigod!” She squished it against her chest in a hug. “It’s Grogu!”

“After we watched The Mandalorian I wanted to get something for you,” he pressed his finger to her nose. “Boop!”

“Mommy!” Malia ran in and hugged Ella. “Wow! Pretty, mine!” She pulled Grogu into her arms and walked out into the hall, yelling for Uncle Max.

“What … just happened?” Ella looked from the door to her husband, who was trying his best not to laugh.

“Our daughter is just like you, taking everything that isn’t hers.”

Ella shrugged. “What wasn’t mine that I took, Your Majesty?”

Liam counted out everything on his fingers. “My sweaters, shirts, basketball shorts? Ring a bell?”

“What’s yours is mine …” she prompted, waiting for him to finish the sentence.

He rolled his eyes. “And what’s mine is yours. Fine, you win. I love you.”

“I know,” Ella grinned.

“A Star Wars reference? I see what you did there. Okay, my turn,” he cleared his throat. “I love you … to infinity and beyond!” He smirked, thinking he won until Ella let out a loud laugh.

“That’s Toy Story, not Star Wars!”

“Oh shit,” Liam shrugged. “Well, same difference.”

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