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To make an album: K. HongJoong

(Bambi's ver!) Producer bf HJ X Famous singer reader

'To make an album, you need three things: a studio, a mic, and a damn good producer'

📙: You have been on the rise since your debut album almost 4 years ago. Now, your millions of fans are demanding a full album from you and the company is on you about finishing it before the deadline, giving you one big choice: who will produce your album?

⚠ : Unprotected sex (always wrap it up and keep it safe), Mentions of past poor producers, Sex in the studio, Multiple rounds, recording sex, car sex, use of handcuffs (reader), L bomb, use of mirror, Spanking, HJ calls reader names (baby girl, slut, puppy, baby), Slight Dumbification, slight degradation, pussy obsessed HJ, basically smut with barely plot, Producer HJ (whole warning)

🎶: Mushroom Chocolate - Quin ft 6lack, Lil Freak - Usher, Take Me -Miso, Gorilla - Bruno Mars

Bambi's notes: SO what happened was that I got carried away because producer HJ is a version of him I will NEVER get over lol. Smut with semi plot, not really.

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'Y/N L/N is set to release her long awaited full album in two months. Fans have been waiting for a full album from her since her debut almost 4 years ago. What kind of sound do you think she'll go for? Please let us know via social media at-'

"Alexa, turn this off." You ran your hands through your hair as you walked through your large apartment, your feet padding against the floor as you entered the kitchen. It was far too early to hear anyone talk about you, even if it was positive.

You raised to the tips of your toes as you grabbed your coffee bag from the cabinet, the dim morning light lighting the kitchen for you as you began to make your morning coffee. You had a long day in the studio ahead of you and knew you couldn't get by without any sort of caffeine.

You were at the top of your career after debuting 4 years ago. You had gained millions of fans and had put out award-winning singles and mini-albums. You even went on a sold-out tour a couple of months back.

However, while you were more than content with your singles and mini-albums, your fans had been getting vocal about wanting a full album from you, just like when you first came onto the music scene. You had put it off for as long as you could, not finding the process of making the full album interesting enough to hold your full attention. Plus, the producer who produced your debut album was an asshole, which made you unwilling to make another one. But, the company was now placing their foots down, not releasing any more of your music until you presented them with a full album.

You jumped lightly as you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back to rest against his chest. You relaxed at the feeling of his lips pressed against your cheek, a small hum leaving his lips as you rubbed his arms. You tilted your head back to admire the man who held you close, his dark brown hair still a mess from sleep. His eyes scanned your face as if you were a piece of art, the corners of his lips curling up as you smiled back at him. It felt like such a sweet moment between you and him, forgetting all about your problems.

"Did you make enough coffee for the two of us?" HongJoong's deep, sleep-laced voice made your smile grow as you loved how he sounded when he just woke up. You nodded, leaning forward to check the pot before turning around in his arms to face him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he placed a sweet kiss onto your forehead, his hands resting on your hips as he did so. "Good. How's the last 4 tracks of your album coming along?"

You frowned as he mentioned your album, placing a kiss on his lips as you tried to shut him up about it. It was bad enough that all the fans and the company were constantly asking you about it, you didn't want your boyfriend to ask you about it too, especially before your coffee.

HongJoong only chuckled at your attempt to silence him, pulling back to look down at you with knowing eyes. He knew you'd rather forget about it, but he wanted to help, especially since the company had their eyes on you. "Baby, you can't just kiss me whenever you want to shut me up, you know?" He laughed.

"I wasn't trying to shut you up, but I don't wanna talk about the album right now, baby." You smiled, moving to lean against the counter as HongJoong moved to grab you and him a mug for the coffee. He chuckled again, filling your mug with caffeine before sliding it over to you, a smile on his lips as he said "But we should talk about it, especially with that deadline you have coming up."

You took a sip of your coffee as he returned to stand in front of you, leaning against the opposite counter with a comforting smile. HongJoong knew about your past producer who treated you poorly when you were putting out your debut album. He had met you right afterward, so he understood when you didn't want anything to do with him unless it had to do with music. But, as time went on, you and him grew closer. Now you two had been dating for 2 years.

"Y/N, baby." HongJoong tilted his head to meet your gaze, offering you a comforting smile as he took a sip of his coffee before standing back up straight. Only when he is sure that he has your full attention does he ask "Did you find a producer yet?"

You hadn't. You had been writing and recording demos all by yourself, choosing to put off picking a producer till the very last second. You didn't know any other producers you trusted with a project like this. You shook your head, meeting your boyfriend's eyes over your coffee cup as you said "I'll probably just take whoever the company assigns to me to produce this."

To your surprise, HongJoong's eyes lit up at your words before he said "Well, let me produce it."

You narrowed your eyes over the mug of coffee at your boyfriend, trying to see what he meant by that. At your sharp and questioning gaze, he placed his mug down on the counter before saying "I'll produce your album." You and HongJoong had only worked on two other songs together, those two songs doing well on the charts and even winning awards. However, you wanted to keep your relationship and your music separate, but HongJoong wasn't having that. He placed his hands on your waist, a small pout on his lips as he asked "do you not have faith in me and my skills? I know what it takes to make a good album, you know."

"What do you need, HongJoong?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as your boyfriend smirked, his hands moving to your thigh, his fingers playing with the edge of the large t-shirt you slipped on after your many rounds with him last night. His fingers slowly dragged up the sides of your thighs, small goosebumps being left in his wake as it moved underneath your shirt, cupping your ass as he spoke with confidence ''To make an album, you need three things: a studio, a mic, and a damn good producer''

You were no longer paying attention to his words, his lips grazing yours as he placed a small kiss onto the corners of your lips, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he pressed his chest against your folded arms. HongJoong lips dragged against your cheek to your ear, his hands moving up the small of your back as he spoke into your ear "plus, think of all the fun things we can do in the studio. I know you like riding me while I produce"

You bit your lip at the memory of you riding him in his studio while he tried to focus on producing: you had been missing him while on tour and was on break for a week when the company asked him to produce a song for Yunho. You had been begging him to just take an hour's break and come home to fuck you, but he was very insistent on finishing the song that night. He responded to your needy texts with a simple "If you want me that badly, you better come and get it."

"You were so wet for me, babe" You shivered as he placed a kiss onto your neck, his hands now moving back down to your ass, his finger dipping underneath the panty fabric to tease you before he whispered again "I remember that I had to cover your mouth while I bent you over my keyboard because you were so goddam loud, moaning and whining like a bitch in heat."

"HongJoong" you whispered, the desire in the air making you forget what the conversation was even about. You closed your eyes as your panties snapped back against you, his hands soon moving to grab the sides, teasing you by pulling them down slightly before snapping the fabric back against you. HongJoong smirked at the sight in front of him, his cock pressing against his thin boxers as he repeated his process a few more times till your hands were gripping the countertops. He had you right where he wanted you.

You closed your eyes as he leaned in close to your lips, hoping he would take mercy on you and just kiss you. You were soon filled with disappointment as his hands left your body, opening your eyes to see his proud orbs. He placed one of his hands underneath your jaw, making sure you kept your eyes on him as he said "just think about it, baby."

You sighed silently as he let go of your chin, grabbing his coffee cup before walking away to begin getting ready for his day. You took a deep breath, hoping to calm down as you looked outside your apartment windows. You pressed your legs together as you felt your wetness pool in your panties, your boyfriend's touch having lingering effects on you.

You thought about ambushing him while he showered, but your phone buzzed with a text from your manager, letting you know that she was on her way to pick you up and take you to the company so you could work on your album. You bit your lip, realizing that you had an hour to go get ready.

Today was going to be a long day.

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"No, he called me a bitch for not wanting too much autotune in my songs"

Your manager ran a hand through her hair as you denied another producer, sitting across from you in the meeting room at your company. She had a whole stack of worthy candidates to produce the album that you had worked with in the past, but you turned them all down. You had bad experiences with all of them that you didn't want to think about when you were working on an anticipated album.

Your manager called for a break so she could find another list of possible producers, sighing as you shot out of your seat and made your way to the doors. She called out to you before you could leave, a motherly look on her face as she said "Y/N, you have to let someone produce this album. You can't keep putting this off."

You nodded, walking out of the room silently. She was right, you couldn't keep putting it off, but you didn't want just anybody touching your tracks.

You ran your hands through your hair as you walked through the long hallway, looking for a practice room for you to record another song you had written. Maybe you could release an album full of demos?

Before you could enter the room, your eyes fell onto your boyfriend's studio down the hall. His door was covered in stickers that his visitors had placed there when they worked with him. The familiar feeling from this morning returned as you made your way to his studio, hoping to just get a glimpse of your boyfriend. You carefully opened his office to see him working on a track, his headphones snug on his head.

You smiled at the sight of your boyfriend producing, bouncing his head to the beat of the music while his fingers added to it. He was in his element and you found it incredibly sexy. You bit your lip as you closed the door behind you, making your way to him carefully as he continued to produce, not noticing you till you placed your hands onto his shoulders. His eyes glanced over at your manicured nails, smirking when he realized it was you.

He let your hands drag up his shoulders and neck, carefully taking off his headphones as he saved the track, knowing that he wouldn't be getting back to it for a while. He turned his chair around, looking up at you as you moved to his lap, both of you sighing as your warm, clothed pussy pressed against his clothed cock. He watched as you began to grind down against it, craving any sort of friction you could get. He gently grabbed your hips, helping you as he placed kisses along your neck.

"Did you think about what I said this morning?" He hummed against your neck, his tongue peaking out to lick your sweet spot, making you purr out "Hmm, what did you say this morning."

Your words were met with a bite from him, tsking as he pulled back to look at you, his hips meeting yours as you both ground against each other on his chair. "Don't tell me you didn't pay attention to me, baby. Or, were you distracted by something?" He played with you as he looked up at you, chuckling at your already fucked out looking state. He gently patted your cheek, licking his lips as he asked "Were you distracted, baby?"

At your nod, he let out a soft "aww," his voice laced with faux care as he unbuttoned your jeans, leaning down to place a kiss on your stomach as he looked up at you through his eyelashes. "I'm sorry baby, I'll make sure not to touch you when I'm talking to you"

You knew he wasn't really sorry, your hands running through his hair as his hands slid into the back of your jeans, pushing them down as much as he could. HongJoong loved it when you got distracted by his touch, loving the sight of you trying to remember what he was talking about while he picked you up from his lap, smirking at the wet patch that was on his own jeans.

"I was talking to you about me producing your album, baby," he said, unbuttoning his jeans as you took off your jeans and shirt, now standing before him in nothing but a thin thong and bra. You let out a playful "Oh? Were we really?" as you turned around, bending over as you pulled down your panties. You made a show out of it, smirking when you heard your boyfriend's breath hitch. You bit your lip as his hands made contact with your ass, his hands massaging the globes of your ass before he stood behind you, his cock slipping in between your thighs, making you moan softly.

"Yes, we were talking about me producing it. You need to learn to focus, babe." He hummed, pressing a kiss to the bottom of your neck while his hands moved up your sides slowly to your hair, his fingers making a ponytail out of your hair. Once he was satisfied, he kicked your legs apart further, making you lean forward to place your hands onto the couch he had in his studio as he spit down onto his cock, his spit coating the head of his thick cock before slowly pushing into you.

"Oooh, that's it baby" he groaned deeply, closing his eyes as your wet pussy welcomed him back in warmly. HongJoong couldn't get enough of your pussy, always wanting to be balls deep in you whenever he could be, even if you two of you weren't fucking. He swore he felt his brain turn off as he began to fuck you, his eyes shut tightly as fucked you. You gripped the couch as he fucked you, his cock stretching you out perfectly as you moaned into the couch. At the sound of your muffled moans, he pulled on your hair, tugging you so your back was arched, your head no longer on the couch as he drilled his cock into you.

You tried to keep quiet as he praised you through your moans, even lifting one of his legs to the couch so he could drill his cock deeper into you at an angle. He had you seeing stars in no time, panting out his name and moaning as he fucked you.

HongJoong soon pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock and back your ass up to where you thought he was. You were met with a hard spank to your ass, making you moan as your boyfriend dropped to his knees behind you, kissing your puffy pussy before whispering "hush baby, lemme taste you, then you can ride my cock till I fill you up."

You moaned at the thought, your moans only growing as HongJoong's tongue licked your pussy, flattening his tongue against you before sucking on your lips. You reached behind you to grab his hair, pulling him closer to your pussy as his hands gripped the flesh of your ass, spreading you for him to eat you.

One of the things you loved about him was how loud HongJoong got when he ate you out: you could vividly hear every time he sucked, licked, and spat back into your pussy. You bit your lip as he moaned lewdly into your pussy, his secret desires and your praises being moaned into your wet pussy, the vibrations making you shake. After one long lick, he pulled back, helping you to stand up (more like he held you while you leaned against his body) before leading you to his chair, sitting down on it before he pulled you down onto his lap.

You instantly knew what to do, sinking down on his cock with a pleasure-filled sigh. You began to grind down as his hands returned to your hips, guiding your hips to spell whatever he wanted. "You still haven't answered me, princess, come on." Your eyes snapped to meet his dark ones, your bottom lip quivering as you tried to remember what the hell he was talking about.

HongJoong tsked at your fuzzy memory, shaking his head before saying "I know you're in heat, baby, but you should at least be able to remember what I just said. Don't tell me my cock is stopping you from thinking." He leaned forward, biting your shaking bottom lip as he began to fuck up into you, pulling back as you moaned loudly, tossing your head back as he clicked his tongue. He suddenly stopped, smirking when you began to whine and try to move again, his grip on your hips tightening, warning you. "Look at me, baby, meet my eyes."

You did as you were told, his head falling back against the head of his chair as he opened his legs a little wider to make it more comfortable and to firmly plant his feet against the floor. "Tell me, baby, what were we talking about?"

Your brain once more short-circuited as his thumb began to rub small circles on your clit as your thought, your boyfriend's lips soon wrapping around your nipple as you stumbled out "You producing my album?"

"There we go, baby" HongJoong praised, helping you resume riding him as he fucked up into you. He watched as your face contorted to show pleasure, your head now tossed back as you eagerly rode his cock, making him moan. "That's my smart baby, huh? She may be a slut in heat, but she knows what's important, right?"

"Yes, yes" you moaned, HongJoong lips returning to your nipple with a soft "good girl." You let his words motivate you to move faster, no longer even registering that you were in his studio in the company with an album that was due soon. Nothing else mattered when he fucked you so well.

"Hmm, so what about what I said this morning, baby? Are you going to make the right decision and let me produce your album?" He hummed against your breasts as he moved faster, watching as you bounced faster to match him. He could tell you were about to cum and that he was getting close too, his own moans growing to match yours. It made him glad he soundproofed his studio that morning.

You nodded at his words, desperate to agree to whatever he wanted so you could cum, his lips crashing into yours as you both came. You held him close as you both kissed, your tongues locking in the kiss as you both ground against each other, both of your cum mixing and leaking out of you onto his cock, balls, and even a bit on the chair. Once you both had calmed down, you placed your head onto his shoulder as you took a deep breath, your eyes closed as HongJoong turned the chair around to face his setup, his hands running through your hair as he whispered "Whenever you're ready, baby, we can get started recording the tracks. We got an album to make."

Yes, the two of you did.

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"Looks like you found your main producer, huh?"

You smiled as you held your glass of champagne, turning to look at your boyfriend. HongJoong was across the party with his own glass of champagne, his custom-fitted dark purple velvet suit against his body while his freshly bleached hair was styled perfectly. He was talking to someone else, but with the feeling of your eyes on him, he suddenly made eye contact with him.

Throughout the whole album-producing process with him, you both had not been able to keep each other's hands off each other, fucking multiple times all around his studio.

"Yes, I did." Your eyes drank in the way HongJoong leaned against the wall, his eyes doing the same as walked around that night. HongJoong couldn't wait till the two of you got home, excited to rip off your short, dark purple dress that hugged your body perfectly. His eyes moved up your legs and thighs, his body heating up knowing what was between your thighs. He felt like he could pounce on you at any minute, not caring if everyone watched as he fucked you on the table. In fact, that was on his bucket list.

"Baby?" You turned around to see HongJoong now behind you, his lips still puffy from the make-out session you two had in the hallway 30 minutes ago. "I think it's time we go, Y/N. The party is winding down and I have another surprise for you at the apartment." A surprised "Oh really?" left your lips at his words, not expecting him to have a surprise for you waiting at the house. Before you could try and ask for hints, HongJoong's hand interlocked with yours, pulling you from the party. You tried your best to keep up with his fast walk as he walked outside, unlocking the car you and he shared before he opened the back door. You looked at it with confusion, HongJoong's only response being "Get in the backseat, baby. It'll all make sense later."

You sat in the backseat as he climbed in the front seat, the car ride silent as he sped home. You bit your lip as your eyes fell on your boyfriend's hands as they gripped the steering wheel, his veins popping out from how tightly he was holding it. Your eyes moved from his hands up his body, noticing how fast his chest was rising and falling. Your eyes soon looked into the rearview mirror, meeting HongJoong's hard gaze. You hadn't noticed that he was looking at you throughout the car ride, biting your lip as you spread your legs, giving the mirror and your boyfriend a perfect view of your soaked panties.

When HongJoong glanced into the mirror once again and saw your new position, he swore he almost pulled over right then and there. He smirked, glad to see that you were just as horny as he was for you. He reached back to touch your knee as his other hand stayed on the wheel. His eyes never left the road, but his voice let you know that he was still watching you.

"Why don't you run a pretty finger up your panties for me, baby? Tell me how wet you are for me" You did as you were told, dragging your fingers up your clothed pussy, shivering at how your panties stuck to you. "You're so wet, aren't you baby? Just a few more minutes, then we'll be back home. I'll take good care of you, I promise, just keep yourself wet for me."

You nodded, feeling a jolt of excitement rush through you at what was about to happen.

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"Joong, please" You closed your eyes as HongJoong ripped open the door to the car, his knees meeting the floor of the car in an instant at the sound of your voice. HongJoong has made you touch yourself over your panties constantly, not letting you give yourself any relief. He parked in a spot in the parking garage that was hidden from everyone else and from the security camera, making sure that no one could interrupt you two. He closed the doors behind him as he cooed at you, promising to ease your pussy's ache as he placed kisses along your inner thighs, moving closer to you.

He soon hooked his fingers into your ruined panties, tugging down the fabric. He had to pause when he saw a string of your arousal connect with the panties, making him look away to ensure that he didn't cum in his pants. He wanted you to have all of his cum, not wanting to waste a drop.

He finished removing your panties, placing the fabric into his pocket before he took in a shaky breath; it wasn't out of nerves, but to control himself. He spread your legs as wide as they could go, biting his lip at the view of your spread pussy. "Such a wet and naughty pussy. Did you want me as much as I wanted it, baby?" You nodded as he leaned in, licking a long, slow stripe up your pussy. Both of your loud moans mixed in the car as he repeated his motion, slurping up any more wetness that leaked from you with urgency.

HongJoong soon sped up, his licks moving faster as he pushed a finger into you, curling it as his tongue played with your clit. He loved watching how you rode his tongue and fingers when he ate you out, wanting more of him as he drowned in your pussy. He licked up his wrist, catching more juices before his tongue replaced his fingers, making your hands rush into his blonde hair, your back arching against the car seat as you came and squirted. HongJoong moaned loudly, cussing as he cleaned you up. You lay limp against the seat as he finally pulled back from your pussy, moving up the seat to stand in front of you.

"Talk to me, baby. Let me know you're still here with me" he cupped your face as he spoke, his thumbs rubbing along your cheeks as he waited for you to come down. When you finally nodded, he smiled before pressing a small kiss to your forehead. "There you are, baby. You came so much for me."

You smiled at his praise, reaching for his cock that was now pressing against his velvet pants, HongJoong's hand gently grasping your wrist to stop you. "Not right now, baby, not in here. Lemme move the car closer to the elevator and take you up to the apartment." You pouted as he got out of the car to move to the front seat, meeting your eyes in the mirror as he said "trust me, baby."

You trusted him as he moved the car to park in front of one of the elevators before helping you inside. When you both finally made it inside the apartment, you had to pause at the doorway.

The apartment was decorated with tons of flowers and heart balloons, led candles were lit all around the place. It looked so romantic. You turned to HongJoong as he locked the front door and removed his shoes, an obvious smile on his face as he walked past you. "Did you do all of this, Joong?" You followed him into the living room, smiling as he finally faced you with a smile on his face. "Of course I did. My girlfriend put out an album despite not choosing me two weeks before it was due" You rolled your eyes playfully as he pulled you close to him, smiling as he placed a kiss on your cheek. "But, I did this to show how proud of you I am, Y/N. I mean that."

You smiled as he kissed you again, the kiss this time sweet as you cupped the back of his neck as he began to lead you down the hallway, stumbling with you into walls. When you both finally reached the bedroom, the kiss had intensified to the point where your tongues were caressing each other. HongJoong pressed you roughly against the door, his hands moving around your body before he ripped down the front of your dress, shoving his face in between your tits as he picked you up. You moaned his name as he carried you to the bed, laying you down on it with ease before he pulled back, standing up.

For the first time that evening, you saw HongJoong's desire in his eyes fully. He looked at you as he began to unbutton his suit, commanding you to watch when you tried to move closer. His eyes drunk in your sprawled-out body on the bed before he removed his jacket, making his way into the closet that was adjacent to the bed. You kicked your heels off as you watched HongJoong toss the velvet jacket onto the floor carelessly before he roughly separated some hanging clothes. He leaned into the clearing he made before he took out a dark blue box that was covered in stickers and had a ribbon on it.

That dark blue box was your and HongJoong's sex box. HongJoong called it 'Joong's box', a play on Pandora's box. Inside the box contained anything either one of you had bought to use during sex, having decorated the box so if anyone saw it, they wouldn't think anything of it.

When HongJoong turned to exit the closet, the two of you made eye contact for a brief moment, and you felt your body shiver. He looked so far gone, not even recognizing the depth of desire he had for you. He gently removed the ribbon as he approached the bed, his thumb flicking off the top of the box as he stood in front of you. He smirked as he looked through the box, picking what he wanted to use on you tonight before he placed the box down onto the nightstand.

He moved you to your knees, allowing your hands to run up and down the fabric of his pants before you began to unbutton his pants, eager to get a taste of him as he fiddled with the box. As you pushed his pants down his thighs, your eyes zeroed in on his cock as HongJoong soon pulled out something from the box, placing them on the bed before he moved to grab the box top. You took the opportunity while he put the box back to see what he took out, moaning softly at what he picked out.

Sitting on the bed next to you was a black cannon camera and a pair of fuzzy red handcuffs. You bit your lip as he returned, picking up the camera to inspect it. "I think there's enough memory in here for tonight, don't you baby? I mean, we are celebrating."

You watched as he positioned the camera on the nightstand to get the perfect angle of you and him before pressing record, leaning down to give you also a sweet kiss. His lips gently rolled with yours as he kissed you, taking all the air from your lungs as he held the back of your neck, keeping you in the kiss. His hands slowly moved down the back of your dress, dragging the zipper down with him as he did so. "Are you going to be good tonight, Y/N? Say it loud enough for the camera to hear, baby girl."

"I'll be good for you, HongJoong. I'll always be good for you" you moaned as he bit your bottom lip, a proud smirk on his lips as he pulled back. "Of course you'll be good for me, baby. That's all a dumb puppy in heat like you wants, huh? Just my cock pleasing you?" HongJoong watched as you nodded, pushing down his boxers with a proud smile lacing his lips.

"Yeah? Come get your cock then, baby. I know you've been craving it since we got home." You rushed to give his cock a few pumps as your tongue dragged along his tip, gathering his precum on your tongue as he leaned over to grab the camera, holding it in one hand as another hand went into your hair, pushing you down onto his cock. You and HongJoong closed your eyes as you began to bob your head, your hand pumping what you couldn't take as he tossed his head back, offering you praise through his moans. When you couldn't meet his eyes, you looked into the camera, doing whatever it took to hear him curse and moan your name.

HongJoong tossed his forward, forcing himself to watch as you bobbed your head on his cock. He then leaned over to place the camera back on the nightstand before the hand that was in your hair pulled you off his cock, some of your saliva mixed with his precum dropping from your lips as he tilted your head back. He smirked at the sight before leaning beside you, grabbing the handcuffs while you pressed kisses to the side of his face, desperate for him.

"Place your hands behind you, baby." You did as you were told, looking up at him as he handcuffed your hands behind you, stopping you from being able to feel him. You whined softly, about to complain when you felt a sharp sting on your ass, the spank echoing in the room as HongJoong hissed "Shut it."

You nodded as he eased you down on the bed so your head was hanging off the edge while the rest of your body rested on the bed, his hands moving to knee your breasts as he positioned his cock at your mouth. "You shouldn't need your hands to take my cock baby. No, baby girl, you're a pro." He moaned as he pushed into your mouth, gripping your breasts as he began to fuck your throat. You gurgled around his cock as he used your mouth, your hands gripping the sheets as he continued to speak.

"No, my baby is a slut. My baby knows how to take some cock, especially when it's mine. You even made a whole song about sex with me, didn't you?" HongJoong asked, his voice now deeper than usual as he pulled out of your mouth, looking down at you with dark eyes.

Near the end of producing your album, you had chosen to get inspiration from your many nights in the studio with your boyfriend and write a bonus track. When HongJoong heard it, he fucked you all around the studio in one night. To say HongJoong liked it was an understatement.

You nodded as he turned you over onto your stomach, cupping your jaw as he fed his cock into your mouth, resuming his rough pace as he moaned. "Wrote a whole song surrounding getting me cock, didn't you, baby? Fuck, and when everyone hears it, they're going to wonder who you're singing about, not knowing that you were on your producer's cock while you sang about riding it."

You couldn't help but moan louder at his words, grinding down against the bed for comfort. With the sight of you grinding against the bed, your moans, and his own words working him up, HongJoong pulled out to cum all over your lips and chin with a loud moan of your name. You gently licked your lips as HongJoong calmed down, his still hard cock pressing against his stomach as he finally opened his eyes to look at you. He smiled at the sight before his thumb moved along your lips, cleaning you off before he grabbed a towel, wiping off your face fully.

HongJoong uncuffed you before he got on the bed next to you, his hands helping you move to your back as he slowly pushed into you. You whined, wrapping your legs around his waist as he leaned down to place his elbows onto either side of your head as he met your eyes. His eyes we not as dark as before, but softer as he slowly moved his hips. His hands soon intertwined with yours as he began to rock his hips to meet yours, placing small kisses around your face. "I know you're tired baby, just one more for me, ok? God, you're so perfect."

"One more" you purred against his lips, making him moan at your true fucked out state. He nodded, moaning against your lips "yeah, one more for me, baby. Fuck, I love you."

You felt your heart swell at his words, whispering that you loved him too as you both got lost in each other. HongJoong pressed his forehead against yours as he moved, pressing small kisses to your nose whenever he could before he moved to stuff his face into your neck. He felt his body heat up as he felt his climax approached, his breath now short as he let out a broken moan of your name as if he was calling out to you.

"Y/N...baby, I'm so close for you, I love you so goddam much" he moaned, moving to see your face as he moved faster, wanting to watch you fall apart. "Say my name, baby. Say my name while you cum for me. Let everyone know who you love"

"HongJoong," Your eyes rolled back as you came, your name leaving HongJoong's lips as he came with you, his hands slipping from yours to hold your face in a deep kiss as he shook. You wrapped your arms around him as you both rolled over onto your sides, the kiss slowing down to simple pecks. You both panted against each other's lips, holding each other as you both slowly came down.

HongJoong was the first one to move, standing up to go grab a towel before returning to you with shaky legs, both of you laughing when he fell onto the bed. He gently cleaned you up, whispering more praises to you and your pussy before he pulled you to his chest, rubbing your sides.

"So, you love me, huh?" Your question made your boyfriend of two years blush before turning away, making your smile grow. You moved to place your hands onto his shoulder, making him face you once more before you said "I love you, HongJoong. I wrote a whole damn album about you, so don't be the one getting embarrassed"

Your words made HongJoong smile and laugh, nodding before pulling your back down into his embrace, smiling at you snuggle into him. "How do you think your album is doing on the charts right now?" He asked, grunting as he stood up with you in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom. You hummed against his shoulder, shrugging as he placed you on the toilet before going to turn on the shower.

HongJoong handed you your phone as he went into the bedroom, letting you check while he gathered shower stuff. When he returned, you had a bright smile on your face. "Number one everywhere and trending. Everyone is complimenting me and the producer."

Your words make your boyfriend laugh, placing the towels, lotion, and clothes onto the bathroom sink before he aimed the black camera to face the shower, making you smirk. "Why'd you bring the camera in here, baby?"

HongJoong smirked as he helped you to your feet, walking back into the shower with you as he said "I'm help you get inspiration for your next album. That's what a good producer does, baby. And, you're lucky, because you have one of the best helping you. Now, make sure you're loud enough for the camera baby, this all might be useful for another secret track."

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87kelce · 9 months

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—tell me, daddy, it's yours

summary: travis returns home from an away game and you just can't wait to get him back into bed with you.

warnings: smut (18+ only, no minors), slight possessiveness, use of daddy kink, size kink, slow sex, semi-rough sex, doggystyle, thigh riding, praise kink, fingering, pussy eating, finger sucking, multiple orgasms, aftercare

word count: 2119

notes: title taken from the song gorilla by bruno mars. this is basically pwp what can i say. again likes and reblogs are very much appreciated 🫶

Nothing felt right when Travis was away. He was home more often than not, but the few days he went to another state for a game, always felt like torture. You promised him you would be fine at home by yourself, but then you always missed him too much and just wished his was home already.

Every time he had an away game, you usually spend most of your time between the couch and the bed, wearing his jersey and wanting nothing more than to be back in his arms. Thankfully today was the day he was travelling back home and you were laying in bed when you heard the front door open and close. It was late and you really should be asleep but you just couldn't, not when you knew he was coming home so soon. The flight wasn't long and you had called him before he left, him letting you know how long he would be. He told you not to wait up for him and just to get some rest, but you heard him dump his bag by the couch before the bedroom door slowly opened.

"Hey baby.. you awake?"

"Mmhm.."

"I'm going for a shower.. I'll be back in 15 minutes, okay?"

"Okay."

He left the door slightly open, walking down the hall to the bathroom. The fifteen minutes he was in the shower for, felt like hours. You just wanted him back in bed, his arms wrapped around you while he kissed all over your face until you were giggling and pushing him away from you. He's always over affectionate when he gets back from an away game, like he's just letting go after a stressful time away, playing in a stadium that's not home.

You were still wearing his jersey, and even after months of wearing it, it still smells of him. It became a comfort item for you whenever he was away, just slipping it on and instantly feeling warm and safe.

Eventually the bedroom door opens again and you don't look at him until you feel the bed dip beside you. Opening your eyes, you see him staring at you, eyes crinkled and a massive grin on his face.

"Hi baby.."

"Hi.."

You scooted across the bed, snuggling into his arms as he kissed your forehead. You buried your head in his neck, and shifted slightly to straddle his thigh. One of his hands found your waist, and rubbed your skin with his thumb, his face turning inwards to kiss your cheek. His beard stubble slightly scratched against your skin and you swore you could almost cry from how much you missed it.

"You miss me or somethin'?"

"Lil' bit.."

He just chuckled, squeezing at your hip. He dipped his head slightly, lips pressing to your neck for a brief kiss. You adored his affectionate side, the side he saved just for you when you were at home together. He was still affectionate to you if you were ever out in public together, but he didn't go overboard with it, saving the best part for when he had you alone. You knew his love language was physical touch and he showed that every time you were in bed, or cooking dinner while he had his hands on your waist, swaying with you while you stirred something in a pan.

"Missed you too.."

He mumbled against your skin, hand squeezing at your waist again. You tried not to make any noise but he heard you softly whine against his skin, his hand now sliding across your lower back to hold your other hip.

"How badly did you miss me, hm?"

"Couldn't help myself while you were away.. but it's not the same without you.."

He tightened the grip he had on your waist, slowly pushing you to grind up and down his thigh, the hem of his shorts bunching up to give you more friction than you were expecting. Your hands moved to fist his t-shirt, gripping onto him as you felt yourself already close to an orgasm. Travis moved his hand that wasn't on your waist, down to the drawstrings on your shorts that were tied in a knot around your waist. He made quick use of his fingers, undoing the knot and pulling your shorts loose, before his hand delved under the waistband. One of your hands immediately went to his wrist, grabbing on as you felt his fingers run through your folds, causing you to almost go limp against him, whimpering into his neck.

"I got you, baby.. I got you.."

He started rubbing circles against your nub, your hand gripping tighter around his wrist. He stopped briefly for a second, then you felt his pinky and index finger spread you open, allowing him to slowly plunge his two middle fingers knuckle deep inside you. All the while he was leaving soft kisses over your neck, listening to your little whines and whimpers against his skin.

"Doing so good for me, baby.."

You moved your hand that was gripping at his wrist, to tug at the waistband of your shorts, trying to rid yourself of them. He got the hint, pulling his hand from around your waist, helping you tug them off, while he still had two fingers inside you, slowly sliding them in and out of you every so often. You were almost already completely spent, feeling your legs tremble against him as his fingers pushed you to your first orgasm of the night—you knew he wouldn't let up after an away game and you had to prepare yourself for more than one tonight, maybe even more than two.

He slid his fingers out of you and just as he was about to wipe them down on an old t-shirt discarded on the bed, you grabbed his wrist, taking his fingers into your mouth and licking them clean.

"Shit.."

He locked eyes with you as you took his hand from your mouth, his mouth hanging open slightly. Once you had let go of his hand, he wasted no time in sitting up slightly, hand grabbing the back of your head and pulling you in for a kiss, almost bruising your lips from how hard he kissed you.

You pulled away first, catching your breath, but only for a second before he lifted you off his thigh, letting you kneel down on the bed beside him. You tried to turn to watch him get up but he faced your head back with his hand, moving to kneel up behind you. His hand moved to your back and gently pressed you down, face squashed into the pillow as you moved your hands up to grab onto it.

"You tell me to stop and I'll stop, okay?"

"Okay.."

"Okay?"

"Okay.. Daddy.."

You turned your head to breathe for a second, mumbling out a response to him and out the corner of your eye, you saw him smile and nod, acknowledging that he understood you. Then you felt the head of his cock run through your folds and your whole body went limp again, moans muffled into the pillow. You heard him grunt through his teeth as he pushed himself inside you, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut as he seated himself fully inside you. He moved his hands to your hips, squeezing gently before hearing a soft exhale leave your lips, a satisfying sound that gave him the green light to keep going.

He was going slow, making sure you felt everything he was giving you, thriving off the squeaks and whimpers you were eliciting from your slightly swollen out lips.

"Y'aint satisfied until you're all filled up, huh?"

He only heard you whine into the pillow and decided that wasn't enough for him. His hand was then in your hair, pulling you up off the mattress slightly.

"I said.. y'aint satisfied until you're all filled up, huh?"

"No.."

"'Atta girl.. who's pussy is this, baby?"

"Yours.."

"Hm? Who's?"

"Yours, Daddy.."

"Good girl.."

He pulled out of you and thrusted back in, slamming his hips against you as you spoke. He was purposefully tiring you out even more, making sure you were absolutely spent and satisfied when he was done with you. He moved his hands over your hips every time he slammed his hips against you, his thumbs rubbing into your skin. One of your legs gave way and started to shake, but Travis caught it and put it back in its place, holding onto the back of your thigh. You leaned more into the pillow, pushing your body forward and trying to pull yourself off of him, trembling as the wave crashed over you. But he pulled you right back, hand wrapping around your stomach.

"Hey, hey.. I got you.."

You whine out, hips jerking back against him until you heard him hiss through his teeth.

"Keep doing that, fuck.."

Your movements were sloppy but you tried to almost fuck yourself back on him and his grunts and deep groans were his way of telling you it felt good.

"You feel so good, baby.. I got it from here, it's ok."

You sighed out, holding onto the pillow again as he slammed his hips forward, skin slapping on skin. You knew he wouldn't let up after two and was clearly trying to coax another orgasm out of you—and he's still got his own release coming as well. But you could tell he was close, some of his thrusts becoming sloppy. Then he started to slow down again, pulling out to the tip before pushing back inside, his hips grinding against you as he's full to the hilt inside you. He just stops for a moment, letting you feel all of him inside you, feel just how big he is inside you and finally letting you try to adjust to his size. It was almost putting you to sleep, and you'd let him if he wanted to, you'd let him fuck you right to sleep. You were already tired before but he's making you completely worn out and exhausted, his cock driving into you at just the right angle.

He kept going at a slow pace, his movements gentle and soft now, while his hand brushed the hair out of your face and turned your head so your cheek was on the pillow.

"Hey baby, you got one more for me?"

"Mmhm.."

He brushed his thumb over your cheek, before returning his focus on his thrusts, slow and steady, until he felt you tremble against him. He cooed at you, encouraging you to let go and relax into it. You had to turn your head back into the pillow, grinding back against him and trying to work your way through your third orgasm of the night. His hands massaged over your hips, working you through it until he heard you sigh and watched your body go limp. He pushed into you one more time, groaning before pulling out, spilling himself over your back. He huffed out a shaky breath, before standing up and walking to the bathroom, adjusting his shorts on the way there.

He returned with a cool towel, wiping you down and cleaning you up. As he did so, his hands occasionally squeezed at your hips, or massaged up your back, trying to push all the knots out your body. He tapped your hips twice, indicating for you to turn over, which you did. He tugged your shorts back up your legs, before tying the drawstring back into a knot. His hands then moved up and down your legs, watching you smile and close your eyes, settling into his movements.

"You okay?"

"Yeah.. I'm all good.."

"Wasn't too much?"

"Never.."

He grabbed the towel, throwing it in the laundry basket before he got back into bed, laying down on his back. He pulled you back over his chest, hand scratching at your scalp through your hair. You were already half asleep, but he knew every little thing to get you to fall asleep completely.

"Thank you.."

Travis looked down at you and smiled, leaning down to kiss you softly.

"You're welcome, baby.. now go to sleep, okay?"

"Mmhm.."

You pulled off him to turn around, letting him move behind you, arm wrapping around your stomach to pull you in against him. You felt his lips across the back and sides of your neck, gently kissing across your skin. There was no sexual undertones in his kisses, just pure adoration—it was his way of getting you to fall asleep. Soon, your eyes fluttered closed and Travis felt you drift into sleep, smiling before he dropped his head to the pillow, slowly falling asleep himself.

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thollandneedy · 1 month

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Late night notification-Tom Holland

A/n: "If the neighbors call the cops, call the sheriff, call the swat we don't stop" Gorilla- Bruno mars

Warnings: Swearing, smut

Summary: Tom and Y/n get loud after 6 months away

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“ Right there!” Y/n exclaims, holding tightly onto the messy curls of her boyfriend Thomas, who was between her legs sucking on the entrance to her wet pussy.

Thomas had spent more than six months recording a new movie, and after less than a day back, all the promises made during sex calls had to be kept. Lunch, dinner and breakfast no longer made any difference, since the only hunger they had was for each other. The bed had been creaking against the floor and banging against the wall next to Y/n's apartment since three in the afternoon, when Holland had arrived in Kingston upon Thames.

“You like that, huh?” The brunette said against her, causing vibrations in her sensitive spot, making her moan more.

The brunette's defined back seemed to arch every time he heard her moan, causing his exposed cock to twitch around her like a magic wand that only she knew how to control. Her two hands were positioned at the end of his hips, while the rest of her body was kneeling on the edge of the bed. His mouth was already wet, and he knew that in a moment Y/n was going to get him as hard as he was if he didn't stop.

“Tommy, fuck.” The girl moaned once more, now clutching the pillow that supported her head.

“Fuck, Y/n” he moans, taking his mouth off her entrance, and pulling her by the neck into a kiss of mixed sensations and tastes. “Fuck, baby. Let me feel you, I beg you.” The brunette asked, his breathing ragged.

Without a direct answer, his girlfriend positions herself on his lap, waiting for silent permission from him, who only puts brief pressure on her hips, as if he's asking to be used.

“Ugh, yes!” Y/n moans, feeling Holland's exposed cock enter her, expanding her smooth walls.

“Y/n.” Thomas moans again, hoarsely. “That's it, baby. Sit on me the way only you know how.” His abdomen contracts, groaning again at the image of Y/n sliding against his member.

Y/n grabs her boyfriend, putting his face between her breasts, which are sucked without warning. A satisfied moan comes out of the woman's mouth, receiving another moan from her boyfriend as he realizes that their bodies are completely glued together in a sensual embrace, while her thighs and hips work against him.

The sound of the door slamming made them both stop their actions, looking at each other. Y/n slowly got up from her boyfriend's lap, who also carefully moved away to get her off of him. The silence in the room, after several hours of sound, became heavy again, even if it wasn't sexual. Holland looks at the girl with frightened and curious eyes, picking up the robe that was lying on the chair at the woman's desk.

“Wasn't it the neighbor's door?” Y/n whispers, still sitting on the bed static from the loud noise, beginning to feel that her breathing has become heavy.

Silence

“Apparently it wasn't ours.” The Brit touches the bottom of his robe to put it back on the chair, and then there's another knock on the door. “Son of a bitch” The brunette grumbles, quickly putting on his white robe, while Y/n looks for his clothes on the messy floor.

“Coming!” The woman shouts, almost tripping over herself as she misses the hole in her pajama shorts.

With hurried steps, Holland and Y/n leave the room, heading for the apartment door. The girl looks at her boyfriend one last time, and then he takes charge of the situation, asking her to let him answer the door. The brunette walks in front of the woman in his pajamas, and then leans in front of the door so that he can see who is knocking. Through the beam, it was possible to see the apartment manager standing next to a policeman. The brunette put both hands to his face, showing displeasure at the situation and concern.

“What's wrong?” Y/n asks curiously, tilting her head to the side.

“He's with a policeman.” Holland concluded, knotting his robe once more so that there was no danger of anything coming out at the wrong time.

“Who?” Y/n asks startled, and then the door is opened by Thomas, without her even asking.

“Sid! Good to see you!” The girl crosses her arms as she looks at the older man in the circular glasses and tropical print blouse, who expresses weariness in his heavy, droopy eyes.

“You and your boyfriend have been making noises in my building since three in the afternoon, and I don't know if you've noticed, but it's already eleven at night.” The landlord says, causing a laugh to be pressed against Holland's lips, which is rebuked with a threatening look from his girlfriend.

“Sorry,” the actor says voicelessly, quickly syllabifying with his mouth. ”We weren't notified that we were disturbing you.” Thomas says, and then the policeman responds even before the owner, stepping forward.

“Your girlfriend was notified by e-mail four times today.” The tall man in the uniform crosses his arms.

The couple exchange a desperate but incredulous look at the situation. Y/n holds up one of her fingers, so that both men wait for her to make her next move. The woman picks up the cell phone that was already in her hands, accessing her email inbox and realizing that she had indeed been notified, just as the policeman in front of her had commented. Slowly exiting the e-mail screen, the girl gives a forced smile as an embarrassed response, while her boyfriend begins to turn red with embarrassment at the situation.

“It's a local rule, no loud noises after 10pm. I don't want to have any trouble with you again, Y/n. We've been through this before.” Sid says in a tired voice.

“Again?” Holland moves closer to his girlfriend's ear, trying to remember when, out of the countless times of noisy sex, she had commented on such a reprimand from the apartment manager.

“You won't, I promise.” The girl leaned on the door, wanting to get out of there.

“Good, we're sorted then.” The policeman says, nodding and then looking at the landlord, who shrugs his shoulders and walks away down the long corridor.

The door closes abruptly, and Y/n leans on it, recapitulating everything that has happened in the last few seconds. Holland, nervous and not sure how to react, starts laughing out loud, putting his hand on his chest to calm his nerves.

“I don't believe it” The brunette laughs out loud again. “Who the fuck would notify us?”

“It must be that old woman from 87. She's a fucking prat because she hasn't had sex for ages” Y/n comments, moving his back away from the door and walking back towards the bedroom.

“Baby, that's mean... I like that.” The brunette comments with a sensual tone, taking his girlfriend by the arm and gently bringing her close to him.

“You want me to be mean?” Y/n smiles mischievously, touching her boyfriend's exposed chest.

“Please be. I'd pay a fine for loud music after 10, a hundred times if necessary, to have the privilege of seeing you scream my name.”

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darkeralmond · 1 year

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Rebellious

Rutger Mcgroarty x fem! Reader

song: gorilla - bruno mars

synopsis: y/n is the daughter of the umich hockey coach. you’re in charge of managing the social media page for the team. when rutger catches your eye, your father pulls you aside and says not to get romantically involved with any of his players.

warnings: 18+, smut, rough blow job, dirty talk, hair pulling, oral fem! receiving, oral male! receiving, the use of the word ‘daddy’, she/her pronouns

word count: 1.7k

a/n: this was an idea i came up with a couple nights ago and i really needed to dump it out on someone. the best person to do this with is rutger bc i love him and ik he likes it rough!!

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You had gotten home from the boys practice after getting some footage of them for the social media page. You always had a special interest in photography and making content. Since your dad was the hockey coach for the University of Michigan, he inaugurated you to be the hockey team’s social media manager.

It was the first day you got prepared to ask the boys questions that you met Rutger. Your dad noticed the way you were looking at him the whole time he spoke and pulled you aside.

“I don’t want you getting romantically involved with any of the boys on my team,” he sternly said. “I already told my players that I don’t need any drama on the team, and I don’t need my little girl heart broken.”

You wanted to argue against it, but your dad’s expression intimidated you. You let out a long sigh before answering, “Yes, sir.”

After practice, Rutger came up to you while you were walking out. “Hey! I thought you were really pretty and I was wondering… do you… uh… wanna go out with me Friday night?”

You frowned and glanced back at your dad who spoke to Dylan and Nolan. You then looked back at Rutger and sighed, “Sorry. I’m not allowed to date guys on the hockey team…” You explained the whole situation to him and you could see his heart break. You felt awful.

He nodded his head and looked down at his feet, “Yeah, I get it. He’s just looking out for you.” He looked back up at you and flashed a false smile.

“Thanks for understanding. I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said before turning away and making your way to your car. He watched as you walked away, his heart sinking at the painful rejection.

That was about 5 months ago, now here he was driving up to your apartment that you shared with your roommate, who got a last minute call from their professor to go to the lab to run some experiments. That meant you were home alone.

He stood outside your door as the rain came pouring down causing him to get soaked in rain water. He knocked on the door, his heart beating fast.

You opened it up and saw a drenched Rutger in your doorway. “Rutger?!” You met his gaze and saw how distressed he looked. “What are you doing here?”

He opened his mouth to speak, but the words got caught on his throat. He let out a sigh as he shook his hands. “Y/N. I am in love with you,” he said.

You stared at him as your mouth dropped open. He wasn’t being serious. There’s no way he was being serious. He knew the rules your dad set in place. “Rutger-”

“I've been in love with you since the first day I met you,” he cut in. “You’re so nice and smart and funny and beautiful… I can't get you out of my head!”

You blinked a couple times, your mind went blank due to the shock. “What?!”

“Y/N,” he said as he stepped closer to you. “I need you. I need you more than anything. Screw what your dad said, I need you.”

“Rutger,” you smiled softly. You brought your hand up to his face and caressed his cheek. His chest fell up and down rhythmically with his breath. “I need you too.”

He smiled widely and placed his hands on your waist. You glanced down at his lips before closing space between you and him. Your eyes fluttered closed as your lips locked together. The first kiss didn’t last long before you both pulled away.

You watched as the smile on his face faded as he leaned back in again, the kiss feeling hungrier than the last one. He craved the taste of your lips and the feel of your body.

His tongue slid between your lips to venture deeper in your mouth. You moaned into his mouth as he did this, his grip on your hips tightening. Your body pressed against him, his erection pressing against your leg. You pulled away out of shock and glanced down at his pants.

“Oh, shit! Sorry!” he immediately apologized, his cheeks flushing bright red. He let go of you and looked away.

You grabbed his wrist which caused him to look at you again. “Don’t be sorry,” you said. “I mean… if you really want to… you know,” you paused as your gaze trailed off somewhere else. “We can.”

You looked back in his eyes and saw the shock, the thrill, the hunger that glinted in them. “Your roommate isn’t home?” You shook your head. “…Are you sure?”

You smiled, “I’m positive.”

That innocent expression on his face quickly changed as he entered the house. You giggled seeing how eager he was to sleep with you. You shut the door after he entered and grabbed his hands, leading him upstairs to your bedroom.

You shut your bedroom door after you entered. You turned to see him already stripping out of his shirt. You laughed, “How long have you been waiting to fuck me?” You stripped out of your hoodie, revealing your black bra.

He looked back at you as he undid the string on his sweatpants. “Well, I’ve had a lot of dreams of you sucking my dick.”

Your facial expression shifted to a coy expression as you approached him again. “Then let’s make that a reality,” you said in a gentle, quiet voice. You ran your fingers through his hair as the two of you shared another heated kiss. The kiss was full of desire and lust.

You pulled away from the kiss and got down onto your knees, tucking your hair behind your ear and out of your face. You traced your finger on his shaft which was strained against the fabric of his boxers. He let out a shaky breath before groaning, “Fuck…”

His erection popped out of his boxers when you pulled them down, he was bigger than you expected. You wrapped your fingers around the base of his dick before taking a couple licks at his slit.

He shuddered at the feeling. “Don’t tease me, Y/N. You’ve already done that enough,” he begged. You did as he said and took him into your mouth. You bobbed your head gently, trying to take all of him.

He grabbed your hair in order to guide you at whatever pace he wanted. As your tongue lapped up his length, his moans filled your ears. His cock grew harder inside your mouth. The more you sucked him, the more the friction drove him crazy. The sensation was intoxicating, making his hips thrust forward uncontrollably. A moan escaped from his throat.

When he was close to climax, he threw his head back and shouted your name, your tongue working overtime to satisfy him. Once he was satisfied, he shot a load in your mouth. You pulled away and coughed.

“Shit,” he frowned and ran his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

You calmed down from your coughing fit and then giggled, “It’s okay! I’m just glad I made you feel good.” You wiped away the mess he left on your mouth.

He smirked at you, “Well, I’m still gonna eat you out.” He swooped you up off the floor and carried you over to the bed. You laughed as he threw you onto the mattress and climbed on top of you.

He removed your shorts easily before throwing them aside. He stared down at you, placing a soft peck on your forehead before leaning down to kiss you again.

He pulled back and placed trailing kisses that lead to your stomach, then stopping at the spot where your panties started. He slipped them off of you before his lips traveled lower until he reached your clit. He slowly parted your folds as he sucked hard on your clit, causing you to moan loudly.

He worked you harder and faster, making you arch your back slightly. The heat built up between you again, leaving you panting for air and desperate to feel more of his touch.

He stopped sucking on you and ran his tongue along your inner thigh. You let out a gasp as the tingling warmth spread throughout your legs.

He continued sucking your clit while rubbing circles on your wet entrance. Your breaths became heavy and shallow, your hips bucking underneath him.

“Fuck!” you whimpered. Your orgasm hit you like a truck, leaving you weak on the bed. Your legs felt as if they were going to fall asleep from exhaustion.

Rutger chuckled as he moved his attention back to your clit. He teased it by swirling his tongue over your sensitive nub while licking around it. “Cum, baby,” he mumbled against your skin.

His hand moved upward as he started moving his fingers in a circular motion on your clit. The feeling sent shocks through your body, you couldn’t help yourself from moaning louder and grabbing onto the sheets beneath you. “Yeah, just like that.” He then inserted two of his fingers inside you. “Cum for daddy.” He sent vibrations down to your center as he curled his fingers inside you.

You shouted as your orgasm crashed into you. Your body tensed up as your orgasm gripped your body. You gripped onto the sheets, unable to control yourself as you released every ounce of tension you were holding in.

He removed his fingers from your core, the warm liquid spilling from you in thick trails. He wiped his fingers on the sheets as you began panting for breath. “Do you feel better now?”

You felt rebellious after that. You explicitly went against your dad’s rules. Matter of fact, you did worse than what your dad told you to do. You fucked one of his players and it felt good. “Yeah, I do.”

He laid down next to you and stared at you. You giggled, “What?”

He laughed as well, looking away from you. “Nothing! You’re just so beautiful.” You felt your cheeks flush red at that compliment.

You ran your fingers through his hair and smirked. “Well, now what should we do?”

He hummed. “We could always go on that date...”

You giggled and nodded your head, “Yeah. Of course I will.”

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mattscoquette · 3 months

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omg guys i need help finding this fic i forget who it’s by but its a matt smut (i think it’s called gorilla but im not 100% sure) but its based off the bruno mars song gorilla where basically matt and the reader were high off coke and fucked 😭😭😭 ITS SO GOOD BUT I CANT FIND ITTTT

#pls i need help #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo

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ghostb0ii · 1 year

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141 task force members walk in on you playing to some spicy music

Slightly NSFW post, but please enjoy ! These are my Headcanons on how each member and other characters would react to you playing sexy music as they walk in! Captain price : When you blast Ride by Ginuwine, he will chuckle, knowing that you're just admiring him for looking so handsome. He'll walk over and kiss your forehead whispering in your ear " You need to behave." while running his hands down to your waist and kissing your neck softly. His grip will tighten on you and his expression is soft, though he has a lot he wants to do to you right in that moment. Soap: You'll be blasting Earned it by the Weekend and Soap will melt, he may be a tough guy but he love's the way your eyes wander all over his body and how enamored you seem by him. Soap will pick you up and put you over his shoulder taking you straight to the bedroom. mumbling under his breath all of the things he's going to do to you, " Keep this up and i'll make sure to treat you every night." Ghost: the song you choose fits perfectly whenever he comes home. It's late and every time you see him, you just remember the first day you met him, you'll play Get you by Daniel Caesar, a very intimate and slow song. But he knows, he's quiet and looks at you, his eyes are usually empty but when you play music like this there's a glint that shines. Ghost will walk up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist as you both slowly sway together to the music. He'll be kissing your neck softly and whispering into your ear sweet words while he also nips at your ear.

Konig: A sweet and gentle man and whenever you know he's coming over you put on All to you by Sabrina Claudio. Konig melts as he hears the song, making him weak in the knees, he absolutely loves when you play music like that just for him. He love's when you praise him, so this form of praise just excites him even more, only leading him to pick you up and taking you to the bedroom as he whispers everything he wants to do to you and how he belongs to you and only you. Valeria: You love the way she confidently walks into the room as you play Gorilla by Bruno Mars. She'll blush a bit and start walking slowly towards you " ¿Que paso amor, eso es lo que quieres?" she lifts your chin up to look you dead in the eyes with a playful smile and she'll lean in to kiss you passionately. Valeria doesn't play when it comes to you and she just loves it when you shower her with attention. Only to love on you even more and show you that you're the only one she truly wants.

Alejandro : You blast Big Boss by victoria monet, this man love's when you play sexy music as he walks in. It really turns him on, whether its intimate or very raunchy he loves it. He'll walk up to you and lift you as he kisses you passionately, squeezing on you tightly. He's the type to give you hickeys as he lays you onto the couch softly whispering how much he loves you. Rudy: You know he'll get embarrassed but you love to see it on his face. You'll blast Yeah i said it by Rhianna, sending this man into a full meltdown ( the good kind though). His face will turn red and he'll become so flustered he'll start to stutter and mumble. Coming up close to you and hugging you tightly as he softly kisses your neck and laughs a bit " You're teasing me.." Gaz: You'll be blasting Need to know by Doja cat and he will have the biggest smile on his face. He'll walk over to you as he dance's and starts laughing, he love's it so much when you do this, it feels like the weight on his shoulders is suddenly gone and now all he can think is the moment with you. Dancing and laughing he'll kiss you soft kiss as he grabs your waist, " You make everything so much better you know." This man is a lover boy i just know he would be melting on the inside too once you do this. Graves : You know blasting raunchy songs drives this man crazy and in a very good way. You'd play When she comes home tonight by Riley Green this man will literally fall to his knees just for you, he loves it when you play music like this. He'll praise you and gently kiss your thighs while slowly making his way up to finally plant a kiss on your lips. He's a romantic man who will whisper sweet words and promise to fulfill anything you want that night and for the rest of your life. This man is a full on lover, a romantic and will do everything for you. Requested by @jasminmartinez19

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wyxxiee · 8 months

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hazbin hotel characters as SONGS:

Angel Dust: Bubblegum Bitch by MARINA

Vox if he and Alastor were mere fuck buddies: Super Psycho Love by Simon Curtis

Valentino: Gorilla by Bruno Mars

Husker to Angel: When I Met You by APO Hiking Society

who’s next?

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel vox #alastor #valentino #husker #songs

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dearanakin · 1 year

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Give it to Me - Max Burnett x f! Reader

Summary: You and Max Burnett only meet for sex, but this time something is different. He called you, asking to meet him at his expensive apartment, because he had something for you. This is inspired on Gorilla by Bruno Mars. (You can play the song if you'd like)

Warning: 18+ smutt, explicit sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex, minors DNI

Word count: 2.3k

Oh I got a bottle full of liquor with a cocaine

Kicker and I'm feeling like I'm thirty feet tall

So lay it down, lay it down

Max opened the door of his apartment for you, he rested his shoulder on the door frame, wearing a plain white shirt, sweatpants and a Rolex on his wrist. He gave you space to get in, and you left your purse on the table. You noticed he was holding a glass of liquor, half-full, his nose was red, and he was sniffing.

You knew what that meant and stared at his coffee table, a few stripes of cocaine had just been inhaled. Burnett felt like he was floating as the drug was kicking in. Without hesitation, he crashed his lips into yours desperately, pulling your hair with one hand while holding your hip with the other.

He led you to his living room and lay you on his carpet, getting rid of the glass. Still exploring your mouth with his tongue, you felt your stomach sink with the taste of the alcohol in his mouth.

He was drugged and drunk, but he still managed to treat you nicely and carefully. You pulled a strand of his hair out of his face and stared at his blue eyes, darkened after spending the last hour sipping and sniffing. He started to remove the shoulder straps of your dress, stroking your skin with tenderness.

Max didn't care to spend time there and just pushed the fabric down until your breasts came off. You heard him groan in an undertone, his eyes fulfilling with lust while his pupils dilated. He pulled one of your nips in his mouth while cupping the other with a cold hand, the touch made you shiver. He was nipping your skin with furor, making sloppy noises while sucking on it and kissing it.

He was rubbing his thumb on your other nipple, and you made muffled kitty noises under him. Burnett felt his cock throb inside his boxers and kept devouring your skin raw. Max started making a trail on your stomach, leaving love bites and kisses all over your body through your dress until he reached one of your thighs.

He only lifted the dress, unbothered to undress you. You noticed his eyes were red and had this lustful gaze you've never seen before. He made sure to mark your skin, and he squeezed it between his teeth before tearing your lingerie apart with them, and it made you squint.

He looked at you one more time before pulling your legs up to the ceiling, holding them before digging his face into your cunt. You used his shoulders to rest your legs and pressed them together as you felt a long strap of licking of his tongue into your folds.

Max didn't even have to use his saliva as you were so wet, so he used your own juices to make his way into your clit. He spent all his time and gave all his attention to your tiny button, biting and sucking the hell out of it, humming under his moans.

You got your legs up in the sky with the devil in your eyes

Let me hear you say you want it all

Say it now, say it now

You grabbed his hair with both hands while making loud noises, squirming and rolling your hips into his lips. Your brows furrowed, and your eyes widened as soon as you felt two of his fingers thrust between your walls without warning. Max knew better than yourself, that was one of your favorite kinks. Legs up spread, cunt open and wet for him to abuse you as much as he wanted.

But it was different today, he was thirty feet tall and wanted to fuck you mindless. He curled his fingers and found your sweet spot, groaning while eating you whole, his mouth making snap sounds over your clit. You pulled his hair and started thrusting into his face every time he would finger fuck you deeper, feeling intoxicated by the way he was eating and touching you this time.

He didn't want to stop until you came for him, he wanted to feel you pulsate under him until you beg him to stop. "I want it all of you, Max", you whispered, out of breath. You were feeling faint by the way you were trying to inhale all the air, but couldn't wrap your head around it. Your cunt was soaping his fingers, and the sloppy sound it was making let Burnett almost cum inside his boxers.

"That feel good, huh? You like it that way, my little slut?", he breathed into your skin, sucking hard on your clit. You arched your back on the carpet, and he sped up his pace. "I'm going to make you cum like you never did before".

This time everything was different. He usually wasn't romantic, but he liked vanilla sex sometimes as well. He wouldn't call you pet names, either, but it's not like he didn't like rough sex like that. The way he was eating you out for minutes gave you the realization he was willing to make you his sex doll. And you didn't care, because you didn't have a relationship.

Look what you doing, look what you done

But in this jungle you can't run

'Cause what I got for you

I promise is a killer, you'll be banging on my chest

Bang bang, gorilla

It was always pure lust, you knew he worked as a con, and you never agreed with that. He never needed you to accept it, though. You two met in the weirdest day, after he got all the money he was working on to have, you bumped into him. He dropped the bag, and it was heavy as fuck, you tried to pick it up, but he didn't let you.

Even after that, he learned in his gut he wanted to see you again. But he didn't trust anyone, he thought you'd eventually lie to him and take his money. He was obviously greedy as fuck when it came to money, and you only found out about what he did what he did because he let it slip away once.

You hated it at first, you didn't want to keep fucking some nonsense man who would fuck people over for money. But you liked him either way, you liked the way the treated you, even though you weren't sure what it was you had.

Yeah I got a fistful of your hair

But you don't look like you're scared

You're just smiling tell me daddy it's yours

'Cause you know how I like it use a dirty little lover

When Max sucked you harder, you snapped out of your thoughts with a loud moan and broke down, squeezing his head between your thighs, juicing his fingers. Trembling under his touch. You were panting, and your release grew bigger as he kept fingering you. You tried to hold his head back so he could stop overstimulating you, but he didn't.

He grabbed your legs from his shoulders and spread you open for him, leaving a large trace of his tongue into your folds, licking every drop of your liquid, savoring your taste between his teeth. It made you gasp for air as your walls kept throbbing even though you had just come for him. Burnett felt lightheaded when he stared at you, while sucking on his fingers still tasting you, humming.

He quickly dropped his sweatpants and his boxers, his cock slapped his stomach and he pulled you closer, turning you on your stomach, so you were on your fours for him. It didn't take long until he was fully inside you, his length being squeezed by your walls while he was throbbing inside you. He got a fistful of your hair on one hand while holding your ass with the other, whispering disjointed words close to your ear.

You felt his cock hitting your cervix and you whined his name, riding him. You could feel Max grunting and pulling your hair back until you rested your head on his shoulder. He managed to bite your jawline, leaving wet kisses around your neck, sucking on your shoulder.

"Fuck, you feel so good and tight", his voice was husky, and it sounded like a lullaby in your ear. He was rocking his hips on you so hard your skin was making loud noises through his loft. Max didn't let go of your hair and only pulled it harder, proving to you he had you wrapped around his fingers.

He made you groan when you felt his other hand rocking against your ass, and loved the sound you make when you get hit. He slapped your ass a few more times, thrusting into you until his tip reached your cervix.

"Oh, daddy. Yes, right there. Give it to me, you motherfucker", you purred under him and you felt his cock pulsate inside you. He just kept slapping your ass, amused to watch it giggle, and sped up his pumps.

He only stopped giving attention to your ass to grab you around your neck with a tight grip and hummed in your ear. He was feeling blissful and his eyes were burning with pleasure while fucking you mindless. "They're coming after me", he said. "I want to see you cum for me before they get here".

If the neighbors call the cops, call the sheriff

Call the swat we don't stop

We keep rocking while they knocking on our door

And you're screaming give it to me baby

Give it to me motherfucker

You thought he was delirious, his sex was feral and he was still holding his orgasm for long minutes. You weren't sure he was sober after all the alcohol and cocaine. You tried to ask who, but he continued. "I got betrayed, they turned me in". In between his words, all you could hear was his hips rocking against your ass and you were feeling too tired already.

"Let me fuck you right, baby", he said, gasping. He was almost out of breath and the air around you felt too thin. You changed positions, sighing so loud when you felt your core empty without his cock, and laid him on the carpet. Burnett was still holding his look at you with a different gaze. You sunk on him quickly, smashing against his thighs, and he groaned louder than ever.

You got closer to him, crashing your lips together, navigating through his tongue, and he cupped your face. You were riding him as fast as you could and he willingly thrusted into you further as if it would be possible to. You broke the kiss, holding his face with one hand. "What's gonna happen to you?". His balls were hitting you so hard it was making noises.

"I don't know, and I don't give a fuck. I just want to fuck you until I pass out", he breathed against your lips. You started twisting your moves around his cock, and he gasped, closing his eyes and hitting his head against the floor. "Fuck, you're so good".

You were fucking each other for several minutes when you heard footsteps in the hallway. He was right, they were coming for him. He also noticed the cops were approaching and quickly fucked you harder, his tip hitting your cervix as you started to clench around his length.

You were both giving each other wet kisses, exploring each other's tongues as your orgasm started hitting you like a grenade was exploding inside your body. You held your scream at the same time they started knocking on his door, asking for him. You were still trembling inside him, and Max was lustfully getting his own peak and he exploded inside you, splashing his cum around your walls.

He didn't care he was making a noise, he didn't care he so deliciously moaned as loud as he could, and he held your waist so tight it could break you.

I bet you never ever felt so good, so good

I got your body trembling like it should, it should

You'll never be the same baby once I'm done with you

You were still sitting on top of him when they started banging the door one more time. He took his time, cupping your face once again and kissing you, licking your lower lip with passion almost. He throbbed inside you, it was difficult for him to let you go, but it was time.

When you got up you felt dizzy, your heart was racing, your body was all sweaty and your head pounded. You fixed your dress, looking at Burnett as he was pulling his sweatpants up. You only now figured out why he didn't take his clothes off. He knew they were coming, it was only going to slow him down.

"Max Burnett, open the fucking door or we'll break it", the cop yelled. He looked at you, walked to a black bag and handed it to you. "I'm coming, I was in the shower", he said, never leaving your gaze.

As you opened the bag, you found yourself staring at a pile of money. "What is this?", you whispered. "Are you fucking insane?".

"I can't have it anyway. Take good care of it, make good use of it. There's a million dollars there", he explained, simply. "Now go. There's a backdoor close to my suite. I'll find you soon".

He gave you one last kiss as you headed to the backdoor he talked about. You didn't want to meet his eyes before you left. You didn't want to see him turning himself, but it's what he wanted to do. You watched as he opened the door and then immediately got handcuffed, looking forward. If he looked your way, he would be giving you up to them. Worse than that, he would give up turning himself in instead of running away with you.

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