#but he is so fucking sexy he makes up for it

[screampied]

‘ SHE’S A VERY KINKY GIRLLL ?! ★

geto, toji, choso, gojo, nanami, sukuna. jjk men finding out your nasty little kinks

cw. fem! reader, unprotected, size kink, spıt, daddy kink, hair pulling, shibari, premature ejaculatıon, first time squırt, size differences, dirty talk, praise, brēeding, blindfolds, spānking, overstim, phone sēx.

wc. 4.8k

☆ NANAMI KENTO + hair pulling.

“you’re gonna get me fired, sweetheart,” nanami jokes, a dry laugh following his words. he had you right where you wanted - bent over, arched right over his work desk like some slut. not that you minded, you were needy. the rumbles of the old wooden desk continues to scream out creaks and creaks until it sounds like a broken record. nanami’s belt buckle occasionally rubs against your skin, the repetitive clanks it makes on your flesh has you throbbing for more. “oh my, such a nasty girl. ‘s this what you wanted? for me ‘ta stop what ‘m doin’ to give you a little more attention?”

“y- yes, ‘ken,” you whine, not even caring that your was face was practically being shoved into his unkempt pile of documents. as your cunt’s being stretched open by the size of his twitching shaft, your lips part into a circular open shape. “mmf,” and you pause, feeling a familiar calloused hand grab onto the back of your head. a tiny yank suffices and your pussy pulses almost immediately from the pull. nanami felt it, and so did you. “do .. do that again, kento. please.”

with a low, timbre chuckle, his hips come to a sudden halt. “oh,” he mutters, and he’s a bit more amused at your sudden arousal. gentle fingers skim near your waist, another focusing on the crown of your head before he hums. “do what again, my sweet? pull your hair?” and you whine once more as those silk words pour from his lips like dripping honey. you were desperate, grinding back your ass against him in carnal want. with a soft smile, he gives your hair a more tugging yank before starting up again. “why of course. anything for the kinky wife, hm?”

nanami was balls fucking deep, every time he’d deepen and piston his strokes with his hips, your moans only get louder. he’s so thorough too, not missing a single spot with his cock that’s simply rummaging through your goopy insides. “k- kennn,” you whine, hearing his breathing significantly pick up from behind you. raspy, gruff pants from nanami bellow out from his raw vocal chords. it’s sexy, every few seconds he’d take a glance at his watch to check the time. you were gonna get him in trouble. “harder, mhm. h- harder.”

nanami smiles, and he’s so stuffed inside of you that he’s molding a little bulging mark that’s all due to the size of his thick cock. “make up your mind, my love,” he mutters in a low voice—beads of sweat racing down each sides of his face. his irregular pants doesn’t become unnoticed, and the grip against your hair tightens to your liking. “hey, goin’ somewhere? don’t run, gorgeous. you want me to pull so ‘m gonna pull.”

and you moan, feeling the elastic stretch of his girth blowing a fuse through your cunt. he finds the way you try to crawl forward from his dick, but only grabs you right back. it feels good, you’re shivering and not just from his touch. already, your knees start to weaken and buckle as he’s got you hunched over his desk, staring face first into various piles of papers he was supposed to be signing. instead, he was buried deep into your needy cunt, making it cry out squelches over and over on repeat.

“m gonna c- cum,” you babble out, although you weren’t even sure if that’s what the build up pressure was. as you clench down on your jaw, it’s something else. your breathing becomes a bit more pitched and you whine, fisting a ball within your hand, knuckles burning a single color. “kento, kento f- fuckkk. ‘s gonna come out.”

“make a mess, don’t be shy.” he gets right up close against your ear, his grip being a bit more secure.

your head tosses itself back and he flashes you a warm grin, lust and desire all in his mahogany brown eyes. “atta girl,” he purrs once he sees the white form in your eyes, you’re rolling them back toward the outer sockets until you’re not even seeing color anymore. succumbing and falling into the blissful pleasure, you gush out. nanami pauses, his cock’s remaining to tuck itself into your sobbing cunt before your orgasm finally shrieks out your throat. “there it is,” he brings a kiss toward the nape of your neck. you twitch, your body sending itself a wave of convulsing jitters as you’re coming undone on his dick.

the room suddenly feels hot, or maybe it was just you. nanami blinks twice, feeling your pussy continue to release itself for a few moments before he peers down. with a soft grin, he furrows a brow as a thumb bedaubs a long stripe down your soddened slick opening.

“did you just .. squirt on me, sweetheart?” and there’s a bit of wry humor in his voice. with a hand still raking against your head, his thumb still collects a swab of your filthy slick before he pops the same finger into his mouth. sliding his tongue around to savor your taste, he hums. “you did.”

☆ GETO SUGURU + phone sex.

i touch myself just thinkin’ about you.

geto always knew you had a thing for listening to his voice. you ended up 'accidentally' letting him know of your little kink and he now calls you every time he’s away. he’s a busy man, but that doesn’t mean he’ll never make time for his pretty baby. with two crumped up fingers curling inside of your weeping cunt, you dial his number by heart.

on the second ring he answers in a sly, “hey girl.”

maybe you were a little dramatic, but the abrupt twitch that ghosts against your exposed pussy makes you whine. a raspy chuckle breaks through the phone speaker and it’s a bit staticky. “sugu,” you pant, and you were already so close. so so close to your inevitable, incoming release. through short millisecond heaving breaths, you speak in a needy voice. “i miss you.”

“i miss you more, baby,” he whispers, and you can hear his heavy pants through the other line. “fuck,” he murmurs, purposely growing silent to hear the slippery slick sloshes of your responsible cunt in the background. “don’t tell me you’re playing with her when ‘m not here, aw.”

you dip your two fingers inside of your pussy, coating the entirety of your digits with your moist before pouting. putting the phone on speaker, you slouch. “s- sorry, you’ve been fightin’ all day ‘n i was just imagining my fingers were yours.”

“you were, yeah?” a low voice replies, and you can hear how his voice pitches deeper. it’s low, your throbbing only intensifies and you bite your lip. as you multitask, occupying your hand by holding the phone, another with fingers burying itself into your cunt, you sigh. “mhm, baby’s all out of fuckin’ breath. you close?”

“y- yesss,” you start to babble, feeling a wave of crashing shockwaves pulse through your clit. the shock of it all was electrifying - surging all through you. your eyes flick back for a bit until you’re seeing splashes of obsidian black. “keep talkin’ to me suguru, please. your voice ‘s gonna make me cum.”

he stays quiet for a few seconds before purring in a seductive voice. “oh baby,” and his pants against the line was enough to make your legs give out. your pathetic little fingers could never compare to geto’s. his was far thicker and longer, easily stretching out your cunt with just a few thrusts. you could almost drool from imagining him easing your tight walls with his two beloved digits. whether it was his dick, fingers, or even his long slick tongue, he knew how to make you feral.

“silly girl, you there? i said you can cum.”

“o- oh, sorry,” you whine, snapping out of your short fantasm. and with your fingers still shoved into your wet opening, you lean back against the cushioned mattress behind you. “s- suguruuu,” you whimper, hearing his candied sweet praises in the background. he’s telling you all the right words and you could tell he was probably touching himself from the few subtle grunts that would escape from his lips every few pausing seconds. the moment you come undone, it’s short and quick. it’s within a quick as a blink of an eye, one minute you’re whining and the next you’re covering your two slender digits with sprays of your juices. “ngh, fuck s- suguru.”

he snickers to himself, even his laugh was attractive on its own — it's husky, it turns you on a lot more than you thought it did. as you’re trying to calm down from your most recent release, geto hums into the phone. “god i wish i was with you right now. wanna see the mess you fuckin’ made,” and as he pauses to breathe, geto groans. “i already know you’re on my side of the bed too, messy girl.”

“y- yeah,” you murmur with a sheepish smile.

sucking his teeth, geto has a cunning grin forming on his lips before he responds. “ah, such a brat. but y’know what you can do for me until i get home, baby?” and once you respond a sweet ‘what’, geto speaks huskily. “put those fingers in your mouth ‘n your mouth ‘n send me a pic of it.”

“can you send me a audio of you whining though?” you plead, still panting.

as he tchs at your little question. geto eye rolls, secretly loving how you always wanted something in return. “yeah. but don’t blame me if ‘s like twenty minutes long though.”

☆ SUKUNA RYŌMEN + shibari.

you were sukuna ryomen’s favorite,

the minute you bring up wanting to try shibari with him, something lights up within him. oh, he’s adored shibari for centuries. eons. loving nothing more than to tie his precious lover up and have his way with them. so when you tell him you grew a special liking to it, he just had to indulge in your fantasies.

“tell me if it’s too tight, little one,” he purrs, his voice as rough as ever. you felt the brief tightening of the ropes around your body, securing your weight as you dangle near his chambered walls. your nude body’s like art to him. an empty canvas he’d soon fill with his own type of paint. you give him a nod, gasping once he restrains you in a way so that your legs sprawl widely open for him. “hmmm,” he groans, getting right behind you.

his growl sends you shivers, your cunt’s sopping wet and he brings a hand to feel against your body. sukuna’s touch itself was hypnotic.

“you’re already soaked, how amusing,” and judging from the devilish rasp in his tone, he sounds offended. leaning up against your ear, he dips a single finger inside. “tell me, did these filthy fingers touch her while i was away?”

“n- no,” you mumble, the soft padded strokes of his fingertips making your head throw itself back. he was right behind you, you were hanging with the safe gripping of ropes securing your thighs open before you moan. “didn’t touch myself all day, ‘kuna. waited for you to c- come back.”

“don’t like when my girl lies,” he snarls, and you moan again once he gifts the entrance of your cunt a mean smack. it’s rude—the way his palm hits against your folds causes the very center of his hand to get coated with your wetness. he’d be lying himself if he said that didn’t turn him on. in fact, with the attention he’s giving your pussy, it’s making his dick twitch beneath the expensive homemade fabric of his royal kimono. “ugh, gettin’ me hard,” and he pauses before another finger delves inside. you’re whining, feeling how easily he stretches your opening up with two solid digits. as your legs remain to spread, his eyes flicker toward the rope that’s got a nice grip against your breasts. “mhm, such a pretty body though. would be a shame to edge ya right now.”

“s- sukuna,” you whimper, leaning furthermore into his touch. a curling of your toes starts to make an appearance before he swirls both fingers in and out of your pussy. he’s so deep, a long dragging meal dies from your throat rawly before you’re already being pulled into a teetering orgasmic edge. “fuck, ‘s good. your fingers- please don’t s- stop.”

“quiet, princess,” he warns you, you throb from the mature authority in his voice. with his fingers getting lost into the deep never-ending exits of your cunt, you squelch all around his fingers. scarlet, ruby eyes stare at your exposed body and a long forked tongue licks against his lips. “keh, imaginin’ you touch my pussy ‘s almost laughable,” and your jaw hangs itself down the moment his lengthy digits locate your g-spot. it doesn’t take him long at all. with a sly smile compressing against his lips, sukuna brings a kiss toward your neck. “oh, you’re so predictable. you want me to tie you up but you have the audacity to touch yourself. ‘n ya can’t even do it right at that, you poor thing.”

his words did something to you — it wasn’t pity, no, it was more of him teasing you. maybe a sprinkle of humility, but either way, you throbbed from it regardless. and yet, the last thing you expect is for the demon to get right in front of you, leveling his head down toward your open legs before licking against your sweet cunt. “s- sukuna,” you whine, and your first instinct was to grab onto his hair for support. but then it dawned on you. you couldn’t, you were tied up. damn it all.

you’re shivering from his flat tongue. he’s like a cat, giving it a few subtle sloppy licks. the texture of his forked tongue makes you shudder before he pulls his mouth back. that’s all he’d give you for now. “mhm,” he grumbles, pressing a thumb against your pulsating twitching muscle. once he sees your pout, he chuckles. “oh, do you want me to continue?” and you nod, desperate for his tongue to go back to its place. “very well.”

and sukuna brings a sharp blackened fingernail towards your folds, gently grazing it near your nub before a tongue slowly slithers its way over his lips. you gulp, meeting eye contact with the king of curses.

and now, he knew what his brand new meal was.

☆ GOJO SATORU + blindfolds.

“thaaaat’s.. kinda kinky, gojo flashes a coy grin, carefully tying his blindfold around your eyes. once he secures a little knot near the back, he hums in amusement. “but okay. jus’ lie back, angel. ‘m gonna take good care of my girls.”

his ‘girls’ being his most precious beings which was—

you, what’s between your legs, and of course, your tits too.

but with those, he’d tend to them another day. right now, he was focused on you from behind. as his weight’s directly pressed up against you, he smears his leaky tip against your entrance with one hand. “easy, good girl. jus’ feel, let ‘toru the talkin’ angel,” and his body heat was so hot against yours. you pout from his teasing because he’s not even fucking you yet - but he just wants to toy with you for a bit. as his blindfold’s tied over your eyes, he makes your wrists pin behind your back. “so pretty like this.”

“s- satoru,” you frown and once he makes your back arch, you slump forward. gojo grabs a hand full of your ass before squeezing it. with a spank, it recoils against your skin before he’s sinking his way into your drenched cunt. “mhm,” you bite your lip, and the tremendous shaking starts. he’s thin, his cock was even thinner, but the fat girth solely makes up for it. with a gasping whine and your mouth becoming ajar, he’s splitting you open. it doesn’t take long before he’s bottoming out, getting you in nothing more but a prone bone position. “fuck me, f- fuck meee.”

“m tryin’ to,” he huffs, groaning at the way his peeling foreskin sinks its way into your clingy cunt. your grip was so good that it makes it fall back effortlessly. but fuck, he’s already about to cum. one pump champ satoru, he talks a big game for someone who can barely last sometimes. it’s been a while and he didn’t expect for you to feel so good. “s- shit.”

gojo grunts, swollen fat shaft making an attempt to bully its way into your walls. you’re still facing forward, your vision replaced with nothing but pitch darkness before you whine in rapture. he grabs onto your neglected tits, playing with your nipples with the hot tips of his thumbs, and that’s when he starts humping against you. it’s sloppy slow thrusts, grinding his rotating hips against your core as he’s trying to start up a pace but the sensation creeps up against him. “oh, f- fuckkk,” he groans lowly, snowy brows contorting together in pleasure. you’re sucking him in so good, swallowing him whole with your pussy it’s almost embarrassing. as your stomach caves in, you start to pant. chasing your breath ridiculously as if it was a marathon race—gojo was mirroring your actions. it was cute,

your body underneath him continues to jolt before his hand finds its way around your throat, wrapping around like a snake. a thumb caresses the tiny hairs that stand up against your neck before he spanks you.

again, and again and again,

“f-fuck, gonna make me cum. slutty little— hngh.”

right as he’s speaking, gojo spurts out a few droplets of cum, and it turns into a whole bucket. his teeth was shattering, jaw lowering itself open as he’s giving you a nice amount of warm, seasoned cum. it was raunchy, you’re struggling to stay still yourself as your arms could barely hold up your twitching body. your cunt was squelching for all of him and only him, puckering hole just aching to be filled that your tongue stupidly lolls itself out for a few seconds. you still can’t see, yet you can feel everything.

“s- sato—”

“be quiet, wanna listen,” he whines, lightly shoving your head into the mattress. with an oof, your head goes into the pillow as he’s dumping such loads of raw cum right into your welcoming hole. it’s a lot, it’s got him drooling all down your neck, he hates finishing early but he couldn’t help it. gojo’s shaking just as much as you are, pink lips of his press together as he stares at himself pumping you full. with a greedy pout, he flips you over abruptly and snatches his blindfold off you.

still feeling his slimy ropes of cum pour out your pussy and alongside toward the edges of your thighs, you meet his hungry gaze and he’s so needy for more. spreading open your legs, he gets a single taste of his own seed before nibbling against your cunt. “hold still. i- i need to clean you. let me eat, ‘m fuckin’ starved.”

☆ CHOSO KAMO + breeding.

“give me a baby, ‘cho.”

once those sweet five words come from your lips, his eyes widen. leering into them, all you could see was pure lust.

choso was always aware about your breeding kink, how you loved to milk his cock over and over and over again.

and despite knowing he’s infertile - a mere half curse half human being, chances were that he probably wouldn’t even able to give you what you really wanted. except, you liked to pretend. and besides, thanks to you—he started to develop a little breeding kink of his own.

“a b- baby,” he repeats, his words in the mere form of a sweetened question mark. choso’s got you laid on your back, stuffing your cunt full of cock before he pauses. with a thumb stroking your cheek, he has a timid smile. “how many do you want this time, princess?”

playing along, you hum to yourself— throwing your arms over his shoulders. “hmm, let’s try for triplets this time,” and you bring him toward you, planting a kiss against his forehead before feeling his dick twitch inside of your cunt. “can you do that for me baby? leave me full like last time?”

“yeah,” he nods, admiration sparkling in his eyes. the more he stared into your blown, doe irises, the more he falls in love. in love with love, in love with you. choso’s rough hands meet yours, intertwining with your fingers as they tangle with might before he starts up again. “m- mhm, i can do that. i can .. i can give you triplets, promise.”

he was so determined, he didn’t wanna disappoint.

choso’s pace was simply relentless. despite how sweet and tender he was, his rhythmic hips that struck deeply into your core was an entire different story. as bodies move and dance against each other in harmony, you whine against his ear. rough yet sweet yet passionate. “like that, choso. f- fuck, right there baby. don’t miss, p- please.”

your voice were so close up to his earlobe that he could hear the warmth of your breath cascading down from your lips. oh, you sounded like an angel. so harmonic and blissful. it makes his dick throb whilst it’s still plummeting in and out of your insides. skin against skin, it mercilessly slaps against each other, pap and papping away so roughly that it makes your toes curl. “promise, ‘m not gonna miss. gonna g- give you so much, ‘s gonna pour out so much, baby,” and he was even more whinier than you. with breaths of his own leaving out of his filled up lungs, he squeezes against your sprawled out thigh. “ugh, you’re so warm. ‘m not gonna last this time i think. o- oh.”

the thrashing crown of his cock extends inside of your walls and he leans in to kiss you. once, then twice, then thrice. choso’s lips were sweet like candy, as he’s rutting into you — your gummy walls gripping onto him tightly, it starts to pour into you in tiny volumes. it’s so thick, it’s so much that he starts to drool into your mouth. choso slows down as a wadding knot dribbles its way into your welcoming cunt. he whimpers as your lips mash against his, sucking against his tongue. “s- so much, so much to give you, pretty,” he babbles, breaking away from your lips a bit.

you pant right along with him, he goes back to holding your hand, giving it a firm squeeze before his eyes turn hooded. sable drawn pupils never leaves yours, and his cheeks flush with adorable heat. “that’s it baby, jus’ let go ‘n fill me up okay?”

as he’s growing quiet, listening to the sloppy tune between your legs pitch louder, he groans. piles and piles of cum pour into your cunt. it’s so much that it’s not even humanly possible to take it all. so it spills out, right between the crevices of your thighs. it’s insanely gooey, choso stares at it and he’s got the most smug cute grin, knowing he did that. it’s warm and sticky. his ears ring all at once as his tip’s still emitting such ropes of velvety seed into your entrance. “mhm, baby. you always t- take it so well.” he huffs, feeling the weight of his chest deflating. you remain still, laid against the bed frame as he’s just basking in your gorgeous sight. you looked like an angel to him. no, you were an angel, especially with how you were always so cute whenever he came inside. you were moaning just as much as him, eyebrows furrowing and mouth shaped wide and open, so so pretty.

with a huffing sigh, you wrap your arms around him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “thank y- you, ‘cho. feels so good.”

“should be thanking you,” he murmurs, his voice a bit more deep and raspy. as he’s still positioned between your legs, choso grabs your palm, giving it a sweet kiss. mwah after mwah, the texture of his lips couldn’t have been even more warmer. you were so full of cum that you couldn’t even move. you just stayed there, staring deep into his eyes before he whispers against your ear. “marry me, p- please. wanna give you quadruplets next time, baby. be my wifey.”

☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO + daddy kink.

“tch. can never work out without you givin’ me some shit,” he groans as your hips picks up its pace briskly.

toji, being nothing but the usual of covered in perspiring sweat, wears a simple white tee with basketball shorts. lazily, he slouches back against the bench. scheming green eyes peer at your twitching body and your sloppy cunt makes him gnaw on his lip. a big hand, calloused and all squeezes against the fat of your ass. the curvature, he acknowledges every little angle before tracing his fingers alongside your hips. “ya didn’t miss me, you missed dick, huh?”

“i.. i did miss you, toji,” you lie through your teeth, feeling the milky ring around his base stick against your rear. just a few moments ago, he’d just gotten done pumping a load into you. with toji, it was always a lot. he never half assed anything. you’ve been riding him for so long you were surprised your legs didn’t up and give out. collapsing and buckling from his fat cock. “i- missed you s’much, daddy.”

it was an abrupt pause — the silence was strikingly deadly.

a thin brow of his quirks up in amusement before he brings your hips to a sudden stop. you whine, seeing the stretching smirk grow against his face. the scar slashed near the right side of his lips curls in gladden before he grabs your chin. “missed who?”

“missed you, toj-”

“girl don’t fuckin’ play with me,” he side eyes you, gingery peeling your bottom lip down with his thumb. he inches his face closer, and you could smell the intoxicating whiskey on his breath. “who’d you miss? repeat that, y’know ‘m losin’ hearin’ in my right ear, heh.”

he was so sassy, you wanted to roll your eyes but you couldn’t even bother with how stuffed your cunt was. the stretch, another whine was about to rip straight from your throat before you lean into his touch. speaking shyly, you moan as he spanks your ass for you to hurry up. “missed you, daddy,” and the moment toji starts to bounce his thigh, your breathing starts to pick up. the friction has you weak, his jade, verdant eyes staring into your soul. “missed you all day.”

“mhm, y’er a weirdo,” he snickers, feeling his dick throb within you once you call him that. with his muscles flexing idly, you get the urge to touch all around them. so you do, running a hand up his burly biceps before he grabs your wrist. “no touchin’ daddy, gotta say please first. we talked about this, babygirl.”

hearing him address himself as your little kink makes your cunt twitch. as you try to create a bit a movement with your hips, he spanks your ass once more, baring a fang slyly at the gripping fat that recoils from his palm. “t- toji,” and he smacks your ass again, giving you a raising brow. “i mean daddy, can- can i c..cum, please?”

“hnnn,” he grunts lowly, his voice a mere vibration of itself. with the way his tone was so deep, it was raw and scratchy. throaty, he’s still buried into you and your cunt’s still deliriously sobbing for more. you just wanted to move, your arms sling around his broad shoulders before you whimper into his ear. “wanna cum on daddy, eh,” and your eager nod against his chest makes him chortle. you were so eager, entirely so — as you try to create haste, he rolls his eyes. “fine, give it to me.”

and the moment he complies to your desperate wants, you came, giving into your lewd pleasure with the cutest moan leaving your throat. you’re shaking within his hold, two rough hands sliding down your waist as he rests a chin against your neck.

“good, good girl,” he murmurs, cold voice still booming near your lobe. you’re so wet, unapologetically damping his lap with your slick as your hips buck forward. yet, toji wasn’t exactly done. with two thickset hands, he lifts you up before lightly shoving you on the bed, having you lie flat on your bare chest. “nah, don’t get up. stay there,” and his words sent a plethora of butterflies straight toward your pussy. toji takes a moment to stare at your drooling cunt from the back, stopping himself from getting a taste right then and there before he smears his tip against your opening, preparing to go in raw. “shit,” he groans, the left side of your face sinking into the cushioned mattress. as your whines ring and reverb through the thin walls, he lifts your ass right up against him. “arch for me, girl. daddy’s ‘bout ‘ta make ya a mommy, heh.”

[jennifer-jeong]

[Smut] [AFAB!Reader] Somnophilia

SUMMARY He gets needy while you're sleeping but you don't mind

CONTENT NSFW, 18+, smut, fluff sprinkled in, consensual somno, nipple play, clit play, penetration, m and f orgasm, creampie, doggy, lots of kisses, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

WORD COUNT: 1848

GOJO SATORU, KAVEH, AVENTURINE, XAVIER, ASTARION Wanderer, Boothill, Dan Heng, Marius Von Hagen

It was one of those days where you immediately collapsed onto your bed when you got home, not even bothering to do your nightly routine before allowing sleep to wash over you. You quickly pulled off your top, bra, and pants to put on a random t-shirt you found on the ground, probably belonging to your boyfriend. You opted to just sleep in this and your panties. It was around 9 pm, the summer sun still finishing its setting, but you were so exhausted you figured you’d just sleep now and maybe get up early.

Around 11 pm, your boyfriend, after noticing you were asleep and getting ready for bed quietly, sneaked into your shared room to join you for a good night's rest.

He laid down to your right, looking at your cute sleeping figure. You were sleeping on your back, turned slightly to the right, peacefully slumbering.

He propped himself up on an elbow to give you some forehead kisses, using his free hand to caress your soft face.

Laying back down, he dug his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in your sweet scent. He felt a wave of warmth wash over him, groaning as he exhaled and snaked his arm over your waist.

“Fuck.” He thought.

You always smelled good but why was it doing something to him right now?

Maybe it was that you were wearing his shirt, clearly without a bra. Maybe he was just extra pent up today. Maybe it was how your curves felt as his hand slowly rubbed up and down on your hips. Maybe it was that his hand was reaching up to your chest, rubbing at your nipples through the thin fabric. Maybe it was how your body still reacted so sensitively to him even while you slept, your sensitive buds already hardening under his touch.

He stopped for a second, feeling bad that he was doing this to you while you slept. Even though he knows that you two have already talked about this, and that you were actually very insistent that he was allowed to do something like this, he still hesitated.

After some more internal debate, he decided he’d just be gentle with you. His goal was to slowly wake you up and if you didn’t want to continue he’d apologize profusely, even though he knew you well enough to know that you definitely wouldn’t mind if he woke you up like this.

His hand returned to your body, slipping under the shirt you were wearing, feeling your smooth skin as it traveled up to your chest again. He kneaded your bare breasts, thumb playing with your still hardened nipple.

Somehow, his little internal debate and his decision to continue was making him even more hot and bothered. It was the fact that he thought so deeply about the situation and made himself deeply aware that he was doing this to your body without your conscious knowledge.

In any other situation, he’d feel wrong about this, but with the trust you two had in each other and with how long you’ve been dating, it was actually turning him on more. Knowing that you loved him enough to trust him with your body like this. Knowing that he’d let you do the same in a heartbeat. Knowing that you’d probably be as turned on as him right now if you were awake.

Fuck, you were so perfect for him.

He needed to show you how much he loved you and just how badly he needed you.

He sat up, kissing at your neck and collarbone as he made his way between your legs.

When he removed the covers from you, he noticed you were just wearing panties under. A cute pair of white lacy panties, they were a design that was comfy enough for you to have worn throughout the day but somehow you still made them look as sexy as lingerie to him.

He hooked a hand under your leg to position himself properly while his other hand pushed your shirt up above your chest to reveal your pretty tits to him. His hands then both went to roll your nipples between his thumb and finger before sliding down, admiring your waist, your curves. Your skin was so smooth it drove him crazy. At this point he was painfully hard and breathing heavy just from worshiping your body.

Maybe if you weren’t so exhausted, you would’ve woken up and told him to continue by now, but you really were fully knocked out.

His hands continued south, grabbing the top of your panties to pull them down and helping you take them off, taking note of the wonderfully filthy fact that strings of arousal connected you and the fabric together. The sight made him clench his jaw and also served as evidence that he should keep going.

He held your legs apart slightly, not wanting to force you to stretch too much. He lined his tip up with your folds, rubbing his pre cum in with your arousal before sinking his tip in. His mouth hung open as he watched where you two were connected with lidded eyes.

He fucked you with his tip a bit despite the fact that your body was already ready for more. You shifted in your sleep a bit and he let go of your legs to let you position yourself however you wanted. You turned more onto your right side so he started to hug your left leg as he eased more of himself into your gummy walls.

He was so fucking sensitive, the drag of his length on your slicked walls felt so fucking good. After a few more thrusts, he easily bottomed out in you. He cursed under his breath, thinking about how perfectly you fit around him, as if you were made just for each other.

He started a slow pace, fucking you slow, hoping to wake you up soon.

You started to stir, slowly regaining consciousness as he slowly thrusted into you. At the same time, you started to react to it more too. Quiet moans starting to slip out of your mouth which only encouraged him further. The wet sound of his length massaging in and out of your core added even more to his need for you right now.

Soon, you shifted more, now onto your stomach. He separated from you to let you get comfy, assuming you might still be asleep but hoping you were waking up a bit at least. He sat between your legs as you laid on your chest, he kneaded your ass and spread your folds to see your pretty self covered in arousal.

“Hmm…? Baby?” You slurred, sleep in your voice evident. You lifted your head slightly, eyes still closed, waiting for a response.

“Hey sweetheart, sorry to wake you up and to do this while you’re asleep-” he apologized before you cut him off with a displeased groan.

“Why are you apologizing baby?” You continued sleepily as you spread your legs further, pulling a pillow under your stomach to prop yourself up onto your knees, “keep going, feels s’good.”

“A-are you sure?” He questioned one last time.

“Mmhmm I’m sure baby, you know I like it,” you replied, laying your head back down to rest it on your arm, closing your eyes.

Your boyfriend exhaled shakily, leaning over your back to pepper kisses over your exposed skin, shirt still pulled up all the way. “So good to me,” he whispered into your skin as he eased himself back into your needy cunt.

You were insanely turned on at this point. Knowing that he initiated this and that your body was responding to him despite being unconscious was fucking hot. The fact that he needed you so badly but still made sure to check if you were okay with it made your head spin. God you loved this man.

He started to thrust into you slow, drawing long strokes where you could hear the slick slide of him going in and out so clearly. His jaw was slack, hands gripping your ass as he could barely keep himself upright on his knees from how good it felt.

He threw his head back as he started to speed up, the light “plap” sound filling the air and adding to your arousals.

Your brow furrowed as you started to moan into the pillow, slowly actually consciously perceiving the pleasure he was giving you.

“Y’fill me up s’good baby,” you hummed, breathing heavy.

“Fffuck… You’re such a good fucking girl f’me.” He replied, panting just as heavily as you. “Gonna make you feel good yeah? You deserve it.”

He leaned over you and snaked a hand around to rub at your neglected clit, wanting to at least attempt to make you feel as good as you were making him feel. But you were squeezing him so tight, he wasn’t sure if anything could feel better than this.

His free hand started playing with your tits, rolling and pinching at your sensitive nipples. You were still partially awake but the raw pleasure he was giving to you made you feel like you were dreaming. Him stimulating your tits, clit, g spot, stretching you out at the same time, and the delicious drag of him on your walls was dizzying.

He started to get more rough with his thrusts as he felt your pussy twitch around him, indicating you were getting closer, also bringing him closer to his high. Pure desire was taking over the man as the slapping of your skin together started getting louder, rhythm getting faster.

You could feel him twitching in you at this point as his small whines and groans started to turn into louder moans, his eyes turning into hearts, watching where you two were connected.

Your bliss plus your lingering exhaustion prevented you from forming a more proper sentence so all you could manage to tell him you wanted to finish together was “ngh… i-inside baby… please mmm- hhngg.”

Both of you tumble over the edge together as you clamp down on him as his body shakes, trying his best to ride out both of your highs. Waves of pleasure continue to rack both of your bodies as you moan in unison. He continues to give you light thrusts and toy with your clit as you both come down.

After overstimulating both of you for a few strokes, he pulls out to admire the cum dripping out of your twitching hole.

Sleep starts to take over him though so he quickly cleans the two of you up, fills your water bottle and jumps into bed.

He was going to whisper some sweet nothings to you about how much he loves you but you had already fallen fast asleep. But, it didn’t stop him from giving you lots of forehead kisses while holding you close to his chest and it didn’t stop you from nuzzling into his neck subconsciously. Both of you expressing yourself without needing words. You both slept very well that night.

Thank you for reading!

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[holybibly]

Today's unholy thoughts, bunnies, and it's all about plump, sensual, kissable lips.

Have you been thinking about what it will feel like to have their wet, plump lips touch the most sensitive parts of your body? Imagine what it's like when the three of them simultaneously kiss your neck and then leave hickeys on your tits, going lower and lower until their hot breath touches your pussy.

Oh, they'll be totally intoxicated by you, especially when they taste your cunt on their tongues. There is no rivalry between them; why is that necessary when they can just eat you up together at the same time? And believe me, they will do it in the dirtiest and most disgusting way possible.

The feeling of Wooyoung's soft, plush mouth hungrily kissing your clit while Seonghwa and Mingi take it in turns to fuck you with their tongues will practically drive you crazy, and that's exactly what they want. Squirming, moaning, and begging for them will only make them more aroused and want to eat you harder and rougher. 

They will eat you for hours and hours, completely drunk on your pussy, changing position after position, but never taking their lips away from your body. And the sight of how wet and shiny their lips are from your juices will send you over the edge, and you will just want to lick their mouths with your tongue. And the boys will be more than happy to let you do it.

It is all going to be so damn dirty and disgusting, but who said they were tidy boys? Each of them will have their own way of dealing with you. From riding Mingi and Woo's pretty faces to the crazy feeling of Seonghwa's long tongue licking the silky walls of your pussy like it's the sweetest thing in the world.

God, they will be such a moaning, needy mess. Literally rubbing their beautiful, sexy faces against your cunt like cats in heat.

But as well as licking, slobbering, and fucking your pussy with their tongues, they will also want to kiss you. Baby, it's a wild ride. Mingi's kiss will be suffocating. He won't let you go until it's getting dark before your eyes and there's not a drop of air left in your lungs. Hwa, on the other hand, will be so soft and sensual that he will make you want to beg for more. And Wooyoung, well, Wooyoung is going to be possessive, taking complete and total control of your mouth with rough and hungry movements.

They will do this over and over again until you are completely out of consciousness from the pleasure. And maybe the next day you will wake up to find someone else's hot, wet mouth sweetly warming up your pretty pussy.

This will only confirm your thoughts: All boys with plump lips eat pussy like champions.

[satorusugurugurl]

You made geto sound so attractive in the leisure streamer fic esp w all the tatts and piercings and rings 😵‍💫😵‍💫 will u ever do a separate Drabble w him in the same universe? Maybe not the same reader bc I like them w gojo but w another reader who maybe works at the cafe?? You don’t have to at all, I was just wondering! 🩷🩷 you just made him soooo sexy I’m obsessed with him 😌 (also sukuna was so funny im the king of the cafe!!! 🤣)

My Boss is a Hottie!

Summary: Geto Suguru is your boss, and you want him to put you in a million different positions; of course, you’d never say that out loud until your best friend Yuki pushes you over the edge.

Pairing: Boss!Geto Suguru x AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 3,372

Warnings Language, smut, pinv, unprotected sex, creampie

A/N: JENXMDJDKDK Thank you for the request! This is set in the same universe as The Leisure Streamer is a Hottie! I love Boss Geto! 🥴 bend me over the glass display case pleas!!

You stare down at the two coffee cups placed in front of you. Your best friend, Yuki Tsukumo, is watching you, smirking as you pick up the 1st cup and take a sip. You let the flavor sit on your tongue

Before swallowing, which you regret almost instantly. The espresso is bitter, and it tastes like rag water. You take a sip of your water before picking up the second cup, taking a sip of the nutty, almost chocolatey espresso, and sliding your mouth, making your eyes roll back.

“That is your stupid instant espresso from the supermarket.” You spit out as you jab a thumb at the first cup you, unfortunately, drank from. “That right there is my sweet Colombian beans roasted to perfection.” To emphasize your point, you pick up the second cup and take another sip of the delicious liquid inside.

“Holy shit! You can tell the difference!” Yuki reaches under the counter, pulling out a large brown sack of Colombian beans she picked up for you and Geto on her latest trip.

“Of course, I can tell the difference; I work with the self-appointed king of coffee, Ryomen Sukuna. I have drunk so much espresso you would think I would be more wired than I already am.”

Yuki shakes her head, patting the bag before stretching her arms above her head. “Sure~ blame your coworker for your sudden encyclopedia knowledge of coffee.” She shoots you a knowing smirk. “It’s totally not because of the boss you want to bang.” Your cheeks flush as you choke on your espresso, winning a cackle from your friend.

“That's fucking weird shut up!”

“Oh, you shut up! I can see the way you both eye fuck each other every time you’re near one another. Do the world the fucking favor and just fuck already.”

“There is no eye-fucking going on!”

Yuki narrows her eyes and looks back at her boyfriend, Choso, who is tinkering with the air filter for Yuki’s bike. “Cho, you’ve seen them, right?” her boyfriend looks up from his project at hand, streaks of grease on his face as he puts down the tool he was working with.

“Seen what?”

“My bestie eye fucking her boss!”

“Oh,” Choso glances between you and his girlfriend, “Yeah, I've seen it.”

You groan into your hands, shaking your head. “Nothing is going on between us! I swear!” Yuki cooed, placing another bag of beans on the table for you.

“But you want there to be!”

It was true you did want to be in a relationship with your boss. But there was one singular problem. He was your fucking boss! Sure, the two of you had known each other since college. Sure, you both got wasted together at bars and had cuddled on his couch countless times. He was the soul fantasy you dreamed about when you were diddling your skittle in the comfort of your bed. But things wouldn’t work out because he was your boss.

Yuki knew you had it down bad for him. And she loved torturing the absolute hell out of you because of that. She insisted that you could make it work, but you saw it as unprofessional. Plus, Suguru was so fucking hot. There was no chance in hell he would even go for a girl like you.

“You cannot look at me and tell me you do not want to see what he’s packing in those baggy pants.”

“No, I don't.”

“You're a terrible liar.”

“And you're being a terrible friend at the moment! I cannot fuck my boss!”

Yuki’s eyes dart behind you before smirking ever so slowly. “Oooh, so you do want to!” You clench your teeth as you down the rest of the espresso. “Oh, come on, just be honest with yourself! The truth will set you free!” slamming the cup down, you glared at your beaming friend.

“Fine! You wanna know, I’ll tell you! But don't bitch to me about said details!”

“Oooh, I wouldn't never!” she holds her hand. “Scouts honor!”

“I would be all over that man all day, every day, in the kitchen, in his car, on the counter. I would be in missionary, doggy, reverse cowgirl, the lotus! I would do the whole fuckin’ Kamasutra for Geto Suguru!” Yuki nodded as you took a deep breath. “I would gladly make that man a father of three! And you know the idea of being pregnant terrifies me!”

“Oh, I know!”

“I would suck that man dry! I would give him the best fuckin’ nut of his life! God, I wanna sink my teeth into him!”

Choso walked over, tapping Yuki on the shoulder. “Sorry to interrupt the horny confessions, but I found the problem; I need to borrow you away from Geto and your bestie.” Huh, you blinked, staring at Choso, who grinned at someone behind you. “Hi, Geto.”

No, there was no way Geto was behind you! “Oh, that's a good one, Choso!” a warm hand clasped your shoulder, making every nerve in your body jolt.

“Hi, Choso.” Your boss, the man you thought of when rubbing yourself under your sheets, squeezed your shoulder—making you want to crawl under the table and scream.

“Well, this has been fun! But I got shit to do! Have a great night!” Yuki was off without another word, tugging Choso towards the back of her mechanic shop.

Geto’s hand remained on your shoulder before his other hand gently massaged you. Heat pooled between your legs as he rubbed your muscles with the right amount of pressure. That soft, constant contact had you moaning, rubbing your thighs together to alleviate the throbbing you were experiencing. Oh god, was this just him being nice? Or was this his way of conveying his feelings?

You glanced up, biting your lip. Geto Suguru was a fucking hottie. The tail of his dragon tattoo ran along his forearm, moving towards his back, where the rest of the dragon was. Suguru’s other arm was an intricate sleeve of ocean waves and cherry blossoms. The black ink matched his painted black nails kneading into your shoulders. The touch of his hand left you hot and bothered, but the chill from the rings on almost every one of his fingers was a sharp contrast. His dark eyes were narrowed his pierced brow cock as he smirked. His long, luscious dark hair was in his signature half-up, half-down style, with bangs on his face.

“I-I got your beans, boss—haaaah—” you moaned, watching his pink tongue dart out over black lip ring. “Fuck.”

“Good job.” His fingers gently inched under the collar of your t-shirt up to the first knuckle. “I appreciate you, princess.”

Your breath catches in your throat as his fingers trace your skin. They feel good, so good you don’t want it to stop. So you gulp before biting your lip. You gently grab one of his wrists and lower his hand underneath your shirt to the second knuckle. Suguru's barrow eyes widened before he chuckled breathlessly, sinking his hand further.

“Fuck—”

You gasp out as Suguru’s fingers gently trace over the top of your breasts. “So, the girls are out. They're going to have a sleepover with Nobara and Maki at their place.” His words are silky smooth, like the espresso you had just downed moments before.

“Oh? So will you and Satoru sit around and play mindless, stupid video games like always?”

“Satoru is in Sendai with my new designer artist.” Suguru’s slid his finger deeper, fuck he was so close to cupping your breast. “He told me not to wait up.”

Holy fuck, was this happening? This was a moment you had dreamed and fantasized about happening for years. Ever since you started working with Suguru at a local shop before he invested in his own, he easily convinced you to join him, as his coffee shop was a cult. The two of you were always flirting with each other; having been friends for the last two years, you would do that to anybody. But over the last few months, the flirting became less playful and more apparent that you didn’t want to be friends. You wanted to be more.

So, is this your boss's way of initiating an interaction that doesn’t revolve around work? It seemed like it. And you were going to take that hook, line, and sinker.

“Oooh, are you asking me to keep you company tonight?”

“Only if you want.” Your boss's earthy, minty smell crept up your nostrils as he leaned beside your ear. “I think I would be lying to myself if I didn’t tell you; you have me curious.”

His breath tickles your earlobe, making you rub your thighs together harder. “And what exactly is that?” Your grip tightens around his wrist, and you resist the urge to shove his whole hand down your shirt.

“I’m curious to see if you were being truthful about everything you said. If you want to do it with me all day, every day. In my kitchen, my car, on the counter back at the shop.” Wetness coats the inside of your underwear as he whispers those dirty words you had said back to you. For some reason, they sound even hotter and more vulgar coming out of his mouth. “I want to put you in missionary, doggy, reverse cowgirl. Fuck I want to try stuff, I’ve never tried with another person.” His whole hand slides under your shirt, cupping your breast. “I say we buy a copy of the Kamasutra. We try every fucking position in there.”

“F-Fuuck.”

“So what do you say, Princess? Should we take this back to my place?” His teeth take your earlobe between his teeth, making you gasp as you arch your back. “Are you going to give me the best fuckin’ nut of my life?”

“Oh~ you bet your ass I am.”

Your boss chuckles deeply into your ear, releasing the sensitive lobe from his mouth. “Hit me with your best shot, Princess.”

Suguru regrets those words an hour later as you lower yourself slowly, backing up on his cock, as your bent over the empty glass display case in the shop. You had not given him the best nut of his life not once but twice so far. Once with your delightful, talented mouth and the second from you just grinding on him. He felt like a fucking teenager, and goddamnit, he fucking loved it.

There was some enchantment about you. You always drew him like a moth to the flame. Whenever you were, he knew it would be a great day. You were like his personal ray of sunshine, brightening his day wherever he went. Everyone teased him at the shop, asking him if he was going on a date with you, and you both were strictly on business. But lo and behold, he wanted to take you out on a date. He couldn’t bring up the courage to ask you.

It was hard enough for him to ask you to leave your job at the coffee shop you both met at to join him on an adventure of opening his shop. He thought he would say, but you agreed. He felt that there might be something there between you. That was both exciting to explore but also terrifying at the same time.

Now here you both were, your face pressed against the glass display case, with his cock buried deep inside of you, stretching you out with his fat cock. Suguru can’t help but grab your waist, squeezing it gently, savoring the moment. It wasn’t like he would let this be a one-time thing. He had just purchased the Kamasutra, which would be delivered the following day. This was the beginning of a very long and satisfying relationship. One that had started with friendship and was now turning into something more.

“Haaah fuck~ fuuuck baby.” Suguru groans, pressing you further against the glass case, watching as it fogged up with your heavy panting. “You have no idea how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about this.”

“Nnnhh,” you turn your head, looking back at him with a smirk. “Fuck~ I could say the same thing about me. Is that way you would have such long meetings in your office with nobody?”

Suguru pulls out, his eyes glancing down at the cock wet with your spit and arousal. “Yeah, it is.” He shoved all the way back inside of you, making you yelp. “Is that way you’re always late returning from your lunch break? Don’t tell me you’ve been rubbing that pretty little clit in your car.”

Your palms press against the cool chill of the glass underneath you. “Rubbing it~? Oooh no, but I do put my vibrator on it.” Suguru’s grip on your waist tightens as he groans out with a huff from behind you.

“You’re so fucking hot. Is that why you didn’t let me in your glove box that one time? You keep an emergency vibrator in there when you come to work?” His cock begins sliding in and out of your tight walls hugging him snuggly with each jerk of his hips.

“Oh~ I’m cumming alright.”

Suguru’s hips buckled, eyes going wide before he growled, shoving himself deeper inside of you, forcing your hips back. Being filled to the brim made your eyes widen as you hissed out a whine through your teeth. His thick pulled out before slamming back into you with such force your fingers grabbed the edge of the cool counter.

“God, you're such a dirty girl. I fucking love it!” He growled, snapping his lips forward, pushing you harder into the glass. “Next time you get all hot and bothered, come see me~ I’ll fuck you so good.” He leaned his head down, humping slowly against your ass with slow thrusts that hit every sweet spot inside of you. “You could even bring your vibrator~” his teeth snapped gently, tugging at your ear.

“Holy—” your eyes rolled back as Suguru’s hips had your clit rubbing against the smooth glass. “I-I’m dirty~ listen to—hnnngh!” His teeth tugged at your earlobe, silencing your retort. “Oh my god~! Ooooh, my fucking god Sugu!” You rocked yourself back against him, his kisses and nips at your sensitive ear and neck driving you mad.

A shaky chuckle sounded from your boss, “You’re sensitive, aren’t you, princess~?” You answered with an eager whimper and nod before looking back at him.

His tongue ran over his lip piercing as his ring-covered fingers slipped down, groping the fat of your ass. The cool metal, the way his slick cock slid in and out of you faster and harder, had your eyes rolling back as your walls tightened around his cock. Suguru growled; one of his eyes twitched slightly as your walls tightened around him, squeezing his cock with almost pained pleasure. He was drowning in you and your tight cunt.

Suguru pressed his whole body against your back, bucking into you; his thrusts were hard and fast, pushing you closer to your release. Suguru’s hands slammed on either side of your head, keeping himself up not wholly to crush you under his weight. His right hand slid up, covering yours with his own, his fingers intertwined with yours, holding your hand as he fucked his cock deeper into you.

“S-Sugu~!” You cried out, turning your head to meet his. “Suguru~!”

His lips caught yours, kissing you as he squeezed your hand tight, his hips buckling as he felt you getting closer and closer. Your walls hugged him, making you squeak as he shoved his tongue into your mouth. The chill of his piercing against your lips and his tongue wrestling yours for control had your eyes shut tight as you squeezed his hand back.

“Oh~ fuck- mmmm—“ Suguru’s orgasm was fast approaching, his once well-patterned thrusts becoming messy and frantic. “Fuck—cum with me, please, Princess.”

You kissed him harder, gasping against his lips, breathing hard. “Gonna cum~ Suguru harder~ harder!” Your grip on his hand is almost crushing as he does exactly as you ask. His hips bucking yours as hard as he can the display case, shaking under each frantic thrust. Your eyes shut tight as Suguru rests his mouth against your cheek, moaning as loudly as you were. His breath is hot, and his dress is messy, and you can’t stop it from happening. “C-Cumming!” You scream as your walls convulse around his cock, squeezing the loving life out of him.

“Fuck!” Suguru hisses out. “Haaah~ ooooh! Fuck that’s right cum on my cock. He whispered against your cheek as pleasured cries filled the room. “Yeah~ yeah fuck~ gonna cum~ you want it?” All you can do is scream out, nodding, legs shaking as your orgasm keeps rocking through you. That is what has your boss’ balls slapping against your clit as he fucks himself into his orgasm. “N-Nnngh!” Suguru's face presses harder against yours as his cock throbs with every spurt of cum he thrusts into you.

You blinked slowly, humming happily as Suguru stayed buried inside of you, his lips finding yours in a gentle kiss. This was everything you wanted, and more, like your dream, finally came true. Suguru sighed, nuzzling his face in your neck as his heart rate slowed.

“Remind me to thank Yuki for pushing your buttons the next time I see her.”

“Heh~ you and me both.” You wince as Suguru slowly pulls out of you, his hand sliding your hips to help steady you as you stand up. “Fuuuck, that was amazing.”

“Mhmm, you’re amazing.” Suguru wraps his arms around your waist. “Would you be opposed to round three in the shower? That way, I can thoroughly clean you up~”

Your arms snake around his neck as you bite down on your bottom lip. “I would not be opposed to that at all.” Suguru leans down, his lips inches from your own, as a chime sounds above you. Both your eyes go wide as you listen to stomping through the kitchen. Nanami storms through the back, his eyes dark with anger. The anger is displayed as Suguru struggles to pull his pants up while you shakily hide behind him as Nanami looks towards you both.

“Nanami! Turn around!”

“Oh, god, sorry!” Nanami flushed, turning away, giving you and Suguru a chance to readjust your clothing. “I-I didn't see anything! Sorry, I was looking for my idiot client!”

“He hasn’t come home yet,” Suguru says, clearing his throat and brushing his hair out of his face. “He was staying the night in Sendai.”

You peek at your blonde friend, blinking as he clenches his fists with a growl. “And he’s not answering my texts or calls!” What could be so crucial that Nanami needed to talk to Gojo at midnight?

“Did something happen?” You ask, wobbling on your jello legs as Suguru sprays disinfectant on the counter you just fucked on. “Did he say something stupid again, and you need to do crowd control?”

Nanami turns to gawk at you as Suguru wipes the display case clean. “You haven’t seen it?”

“Seen what?”

Nanami sighs, pulling up his phone and showing you both the screen. The number one trending headline on Twitter is Gojo Satoru, the headline: Popular Leisure Streamer Checks into a Love Hotel with His Girlfriend!” Underneath the article was a photo of a beautiful girl and Satoru at a receptionist's desk.

“Oooh shit.” You whisper, covering your mouth with your hand as you giggle. “Where’s his mask?!”

“My thoughts exactly!” Nanami snapped, dialing what you assumed was Gojo’s number again. “Geto, I hope you’re not too attached to him because I will obliterate him.”

Suguru sent a quick text before wrapping an arm around you. “I’ll miss him, but as long as my princess is by my side, I’ll live.” You beamed up at your boss, who was now much more to you. Fuck thanking Yuki; you needed to get her a gift basket.

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[wbtsan]

SEX BUDDIES͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏. ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏J.YUNHO

synopsis. ever since yunho gave you an idea of being sex buddies, you couldn't really say no to him. considering the fact that he's been your longtime crush for ages, he surely wouldn't notice. right?

au. student!yunho x student!female!reader | tags. unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), make out session, sexual content, semi-public sex, dirty talk, praising, mentions of y/n, nicknames (princess, baby etc) | rating. mature | wc. 680+

authors note. i want to go back to the time where i first watched the 'wake up' performance for the first time because WHAT THE FUCK?? who expected them to do this shit? definitely not me!!

networks. @newworldnet

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"so is that a yes?" yunho questions. yunho just asked you to become his 'sex buddy' while you're here blankly staring at him, wondering what he just said. "hello? earth to y/n?" he says as he waves his hand infront of your eyes. "huh? what? yeah! sorry my bad." you say, getting yourself out of your daydreaming. "is that a yes to become my sex buddy?" yunho once again questions. "um, yeah sure. let's just take it slow though alright?" you say. its your first time actually having sex, but you just wouldn't get the courage to actually tell him. you thought that if you told him, he would distance himself from you. hopefully this wouldn't happen, right?

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out of all the places, you had to be in a bathroom stall. making out with yunho. how? you guys were happily shopping, looking in a shopping store for new outfits when all of a sudden, yunho just decides to whisper in your ear, "im feeling really horny princess. let's stop the shopping for a bit, deal?" he says, smirking. your face instantly turns red. "yunho! not in public!" you whisper-yelled, hitting his shoulder. "no one's gotta know about it. we'll be quick." yunho whispers. you sigh, accepting defeat and following him to one of the closest bathrooms.

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"mmm. you're fucking delicious, like sweet, ripe peaches. you're so wet and im going to lap up every.single.fucking drop." yunho's hands pushed into her hair without her even telling him too. you wanted his on mouth on yours, but you wanted to get to taste him too. oh boy, his tongue pressed against your pink, wet pussy in just the right way. "oh yunnie, yes." your legs wobbled a little as he pushed you higher and higher. then they outright shook. another minute of having him lick and suck and her knees were going to give out under you. they'd end up as a pile on the floor. you gripped yunho's hair tight and tried to hang on. you might have too if if he hadn't made that damn sexy low growling sound. hearing yunho actually enjoy going down on you was more than you could handle. you threw your head back on the door of the stall and groaned through your orgasm, your legs giving out and your body went into overload. luckily, you didn't end up on the floor as yunho catcher you swiftly, holding onto you. "don't worry, i got you."

the unrelenting stretch drove the oxygen from your lungs, and your body involuntarily bucked and twisted as you struggle to accommodate him. "please.." you weren't sure whether you were either begging him to stop or make you come. both. neither. it didn't matter. all you knew was you craved something only he could give and you desperately hoped yunho could figure it out on his own because you could barely do something, not even remember your name because of how thick his dick was. yunho gripped your thighs to hold you in place while he withdrew. slowly, until just the tip of his cock was inside you. then he thrusts back in. deeper. faster. harder. any remaining coherence shattered as he fucked you against the door with so much force it rattled your bones.

everything blurred. your nails dug into his shoulders as squeals and whimpers poured out of you, mingling with yunho's grunts and the definitely not child friendly clapping. your entire body was on sensory overload. no matter how much you took, it wasn't enough. more. you need more. yunho's teeth grazed against your neck. "still think im boring?" his taunt whispered into your ear with a particularly savage thrust. white-hot sensation ripped through you. tears leaking from your eyes, and you bucked like an unbroken filly, wild animal. his groans fill the stall as his hot white cum fills you up. "yeah, take all that cum baby. you better keep it in you, got it?" he says, chuckling softly before removing himself from under you. "alright, hurry up. we need to continue shopping. we'll continue this later, alright?"

[starkeyisthelastname]

a lil disney moment with Drewsph. 😩💖

The Florida breeze felt cooler now that the sun had set, lightly hitting you in the face as Drew’s larger hand held yours to pull you through the crowd. Your relationship was still relatively new, and filled with excitement and adventure as the two of you were still getting to know each other. It was Odessa’s birthday celebration, and this was your first time hanging out with everyone. You were a little insecure about their friendship, knowing how close they were and how she always seemed to be around with every little thing he did. Drew had reassured you that their relationship was strictly platonic, and if anything made you uncomfortable that he would talk to her. That’s one thing you loved about him is that he was honest with you and genuinely concerned about all of your feelings, not just the good ones.

“Wait here for a minute, beautiful.” Drew said softly, letting go of your hand. You watched as his tall frame walked over to the rest of the group, telling them something as he motioned back over towards you. You didn’t miss Odessa’s pout, choosing to ignore it as you focused your attention on something else. It was when your boyfriend came back, towering over you as he took your hand in his once more. “They are gonna go do another ride, I thought you and I could spend some time alone together.” He said, knowing you two hadn’t had much of it today or the last few months with Outer Banks pushing it’s filming to get done.

You nodded, smiling softly as he gave you a contagious one back that made your heart flutter. He then squeezed your hand, leading you up towards a more private area where the two of you could watch the fireworks that were about to start.

“Now you gotta put these on.” You heard Drew’s voice from behind you and the sound of a sack rustling. You turned your body to face him, seeing him pull out the pair of ears that you had picked out earlier. You giggled, letting him place the sparkly pair of mouse ears on top of your head before you watched him pull out the pair he chose. Something about seeing Drew Starkey in a pair of ears, had you feeling butterflies. The pair of gold colored Mickey Ears, fit on top of his buzzcut, making you grin as he gave you a sheepish smile.

“You’re cute.” You said, admiring him. He was more than cute. He was tall, pretty to look at, sexy, protective, goofy, and everything you could ever want in a man.

Drew smirked, a hand coming over his chest as a playful gasp left his mouth. “Me? What….?” He said with laugh, coming to place his hands on your waist. You nodded, biting your lower lip out of habit as you glanced up into his gorgeous cerulean blue eyes. He leaned down, taking one hand off your hip to gently cup your cheek.

“Well if I’m cute, then you are fucking stunning and you keep biting that damn lip it’s gonna make me show you things that aren’t so sweet.” His voice a little lower, that raspiness coming out making your heart race.

The first loud boom of the firework, startled you making you jump slightly, earning a chuckle as he turned your body to face the colorful sky. He wrapped his arms around you, his tall body holding you close. “I want you to know I’m falling for you hard sweetheart.” He whispered, his light scruff tickling your neck as his lips planed a soft kiss onto your smooth skin.

You were falling for him too, hard and fast… 💖

[bloompompom]

⟡ content: ~1k words, eren jaeger x dom!female reader, handcuffs, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, teasing, explicit sexual content, explicit language. 18+

The handcuffs you had stuffed in your bedside drawer were too small for him. Still, you made do with a couple of his neckties. One around each wrist, keeping them pinned to the headboard. Bound firmly enough that he would have to try, at least a little, if he wanted to break free, because there was no chance some flimsy ties could hold him there if he weren’t already willing.

Opportunities like this, when Eren was entirely yours for the taking, were few and far between. He was stubborn at best, dominant by nature (hence the neckties), and rarely agreed to this sort of thing. Now that you finally had your turn to tease him for a change, you were determined to make the most of it—for the both of you.

By the time you let him come, he couldn’t remember why he agreed to any of this, but he was pathetic for it, and he could no longer bother to hide it. Right then, he wanted nothing more than to throw you back onto the bed and keep those wiggly hips of yours still for him to fuck into.

But he couldn’t do that, obviously. You wouldn’t allow it. So when he finally came, it was because you decided it, with you seated astride his lap, bodies flush, and his cock buried inside you. Your ass bounced harshly against the tops of his thighs, which had long turned a bright shade of red by now, he was sure.

Eren groaned a drawn-out, "Fuck," but the curse hitched in his throat. A sharp inhale replaced it, sucked in between gritted teeth. In pleasure, pain, or somewhere in the liminal knot intertwining the two, you couldn’t say.

Truthfully, Eren couldn’t either. The feeling waxed and waned, it throbbed, until he could only describe it as overwhelming. Borderline unbearable. 

He jerked forward when you didn’t let up, still contentedly fucking yourself on his increasingly sensitive cock. 

“Down, boy,” you teased, a hand flattened against the center of his chest. Beneath your palm, his racing heart showed no sign of slowing.

There was this breathless look on your face, a smile Eren would have found sexy under any other circumstance. But as you continued riding him, hips working at the same unrelenting pace that, moments ago, made him come—well, your smile came across more like a threat. 

Eren’s hands fought against the ties, but the wooden bedframe only groaned in protest. You did a better job than expected, discernable by the wide-eyed, almost desperate glare he shot you. 

Your name was a hiss on his tongue as he cautioned, “Wait—”

“What?” You cupped his jaw. Your thighs burned, so much so that it was near impossible to ignore, but Eren would have never known it, not with the velvety-smooth way you cooed at him. “Don’t tell me it doesn’t feel good?”

Your thumb caressed the side of his face, so tenderly, despite making no effort to ease up on him.

Eren tried to look at you, pleading with his eyes when his mouth couldn’t form the words. Even that was a struggle.

“It feels, ah—”

His eyes fluttered before snapping shut. He twitched beneath you, then a second time when he pretended the first didn’t happen. 

It feels like too much, was what he wanted to say. Too much, and yet he wouldn’t dare utter the safe word. Too much, but he couldn’t bring himself to pull back. Instead, his hips lifted from the bed in a rush to meet yours. Your cunt was too soft, too wet and warm, for him to dream of holding back. It made him ache; it soothed him. It was euphoric, and it was fucking torture. 

You watched Eren writhe below you, how his brows pinched and his neck curled like he wanted to hide from you, the way prey does when a predator bares its teeth. But even as his hands balled into fists, he succumbed to you willfully. You saw the twinge of surrender, the certain thrill of it. It flickered across his face before taking hold of him entirely, curving his lips into a strained smile.

His breaths turned ragged as he nearly laughed. “Fuck.”

He looked so cute like that.

“Use your words,” you purred. You leaned into him, close enough that Eren could feel every word break over his lips. The feeling, the taste of your breath, made his stomach churn hot.

Somehow, he thought, you were the best and the worst thing to ever happen to him. And right now, you had rendered him incapable of doing anything about it. There was no ruining you, no worshipping you—no, he was entirely at your mercy tonight, and the mere notion sent his adrenaline pumping. 

The pink of Eren’s cheeks now spanned his chest in a pretty glow. It was a telltale sign of his lust and perhaps a sprinkle of shame, but only because of how horrifically turned on he was by the whole thing. 

The tip of his cock was oversensitive, but he was still as hard as before. The sight of you fucking his cum deeper into you, making a mess of his lap as it dribbled down your thighs, held most of the blame for that. The slick walls of your cunt worked his cock up and down until all those feel-good hormones began coursing through his veins once more. Soon enough, too much started feeling like not enough. 

“I think I’m gonna come again,” Eren sputtered, his voice pitching at the end as if it were a question. 

You posed one back. “Oh, yeah?” 

He bobbed his head in a stupid nod. 

His eyes looked bleary—and were those actual tears pricking the corners? You couldn’t help but pity the poor guy; you had never seen him in such a state. Feeling generous, and with the rush of his orgasm fast approaching, you didn’t make him hold out any longer. 

Eren’s stomach tightened. The lowest part of his abdominals clenched one last time as he came again, hard. 

“Shit—fuck, fuck.”

He choked out the words, each little more than a stutter as they fell from his lips. They punctuated the spasms of his cock as he released inside you—or at least tried to release inside you. He couldn’t really tell. He didn’t even think something like this was possible, but if anyone were to make him feel like this, it didn’t surprise him it was you.

Of course, he already imagined repaying the favor, of making you whimper and whine for him just the same. But he would have to wait a little longer because, god, he just couldn’t pull himself together. He wrestled through wave after wave of one orgasm, only for the next to crash atop him. He was helpless to you, hopelessly so, and all he could do was pray you would hear him out, continue milking him for all he was worth as he breathed a starved, “Still coming.“

[msmk11]

Marauders era hcs: how they would react to you filming a sexy dance for tik tok

James

At first he’s a little dumbfounded

And entranced. Mans is the biggest simp for you so ofc he’s drooling a little

But then he snaps out of it and is like, the fuck? This is for MY eyes only

Jamie literally walks over and stands in front of you, blocking the camera from seeing you

When you try to go around him he just grabs you by the waist and firmly pushes you back again

He also pulls out the “scary bf” look, even though he’d never actually hurt a fly, by crossing his arms across his chest and staring at the camera (flexes those muscles babyyyy)

Afterwards, he does beg for you to give him a private show ;)

Remus

He thinks you look mega sexy- though he always does

But we all know Remus is possessive af and that shit will NOT slide with him.

He stalks over and instantly grabs you, throwing you over his shoulder

Your phone is left behind as you pout and kick your legs, begging for him to let you down

Ofc, he doesn’t.

Not until you’re upstairs at least…

You’re so in for it

Sirius

If anything, I actually think you’d be the one to catch him filming a dance….but anyways!!!

Sirius walks in on you filming and his jaw drops. He just stands there the whole time thinking about how gorgeous you are.

When you’re done he finally walks over and he asks you not to post it.

You think it’s cuz he’s mad, but then he tells you that he just wants you to refilm it- with him in it.

He begs you to teach him the dance and you guys spend the next hour practicing

FINALLY you film it and y’all nailed it

Sirius is an influencer you can’t tell me otherwise

Peter

I’m actually certain he’d already be in the room with you when you’re filming because he just loves to watch you in you’re element/having fun

BIGGEST cheerleader and supporter

He is hyping you up with every take

Definitely blushing A LOT

Also, not nervous at all for you to post it. He completely and totally trusts you.

Lily

Mad as hell when she catches you doing it

Not because she’s jealous or possessive (though I totally think she could be)

She is offended you didn’t ask her to join you :(

She loves doing TikTok dances!

When you apologize to her she just pouts and ignores you

It takes some doting and petting to put a smile back on her face

She finally agrees to forgive you but makes you film the dance on her account instead of yours

(You can’t even be mad or annoyed because she’s so precious)

Marlene

It is actually her idea to film it

She has the dance down already and teaches it to you

She definitely leaves you feeling a little flustered as she teaches you

And when you film it.

You’re sort of a stuttering, blushing mess in the video and all the comments point it out

The cheeky bastard just smirks when you whine to her about it later

Dorcas

When she catches you filming the dance, she acts completely unbothered (even though she does actually think you look good)

Thinks you’re a complete and utter tease :)

Two can play at that game

She flirts like crazy after you’re done filming it but ignores your own advances

Leaves you a flustered MESS

You pretend to pout but you’re actually just more determined now to get her attention

You basically have to beg her !

Mary

So Mary definitely did the trend before you did and it drove you crazy

She looked so good in it

So of course you have to get her back

You put your ALL into learning this dance

When she gets the notification that you posted, she is shocked at what she sees

She leaves her place on the couch and goes to find you in your room

You know what happens next

Regulus

You are dead meat my guy

When he catches you he is FUMING

Yes he thinks you look sexy. But you are HIS. No other bitches should lay their eyes on you

He is snatching your phone up instantly and throwing it across the room

He then starts kissing you possessively

Teaches you a lesson that’s for sure

No chance you’ll be able to hide those hickies…

(Makes sure you delete the video)

[coff33andb00ks]

American Idiot - LS

American Idiot pairing: Logan Sargeant x reader summary: rule #1: don't fall in love. rule #2: don't break rule #1. rule #3: you broke both rules didn't you? word count: 3567 warnings: smut (18+ only), not proofread, Logan has a bit of a frat guy attitude in parts, mentions of past sexual assault (non explicit) {your mental health is more important than any engagement I get on this, so please don't read if that is a triggering subject for you ❤️} a.n.: here I wrote a happy thing for logan

"Yes, baby, just like that," he moaned, gripping her hips tighter. He wanted to watch her but his eyes slipped shut and he dug his fingers into her skin. "Gonna make me cum."

Y/n suddenly lifted off him, causing his eyes to snap open. Her face was screwed up and at first he thought she was in the middle of cumming, but she let out a pained whine and he decided that couldn't be it.

"What," he gasped, wincing when her knee slammed into his hip as she collapsed next to him.

"Cramp," she whimpered. She lay on her side, almost perfectly still, leg bent at the knee while she lightly punched the mattress. "Fuck."

Logan exhaled harshly and dragged a hand over his face before shifting, sitting up. He could see her calf muscle clenched, lightly spasming under her skin and winced. "It's okay, I've got you."

"There's nothing you can – ow!" she cried out when he gently grasped her ankle and extended her leg. Immediately she was trying to bend it back but he kept it straight. "Logan, no, it hurts!"

"Relax, let me rub it out," he said softly, cupping his other hand over her calf. He began to massage, keeping his touch light at first while she pressed her face into the pillow and nearly screeched in pain. "Y/n, just breathe—"

"Fuck you," she whimpered. "I'm never riding you again. I always get a leg cramp."

"Because you don't stretch," he pointed out, applying more pressure.

She just turned her head and looked at him.

"What?" he asked.

"Oh, just waiting for you say you expect me to stretch you."

"I thought it went without saying."

She tried to kick him, hissing and tensing at the pressure it put on her cramp. "It's not working, Logan."

"I've been doing it for thirty seconds," he sighed. Leaning over, he kissed her cheek. "Please just relax, okay?"

She exhaled slowly. "It hurts, Logie."

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'll never ask you to be on top again," he assured her, feeling the cramp starting to loosen. She whined and he was quick to shush her. "Breathe, baby."

She did, slowly and deeply, occasionally groaning in pain as he manipulated the muscle. "Sorry for ruining the sex."

"We can try later," he said with a shrug.

"Maybe I have plans."

"Do you?" he asked. He would be surprised if she did. She tended to stay in on a Saturday night, getting her drinks and partying done on Fridays so she could enjoy the weekend.

"No," she mumbled. "Do you?"

"Only thing I'm doing tonight is you."

She laughed at that, humming when he bent and straightened her knee. "Were you really about to cum?"

"Yeah, but it's fine." It wasn't as though she'd leave him hanging. It was the whole reason behind their arrangement: neither party leaves a meeting unsatisfied.

She'd typed out the agreement in full legalese. Then she'd presented it to him as though arguing a case in front of a jury. Complete with a sexy suit that had only encouraged him to agree and sign so they could get to business.

"Mm," she moaned.

"Better?" He already knew the answer. Her muscle was fully relaxed now, though he was sure it would be sore for a while. She nodded and he kissed her cheek again before sliding off the bed to throw away the wasted condom.

"Thanks, Logie," she murmured when he rejoined her in the bed. She scooted over, hissing softly as she lifted her leg to drape it over his. "Just give me a few minutes."

Her few minutes turned into an hour long nap but he didn't complain. Content to lie with her, he smoothed her hair while she slept, a little amused. She'd been his friend for years, and if anyone had told him even two years before he'd be sleeping with her regularly he would have laughed in their face. But here he was, and as he reached for the covers to pull over them it occurred to him that if he couldn't have sex with her when she woke up he wouldn't be too upset.

"You're so busy with racing, you can't spare time to make an emotional connection with someone enough to sleep with them. I'm busy with work and I'd rather kiss a frog on live tv than let some loser I meet at the club fuck me. It makes perfect sense."

It did, so he'd agreed. Maybe she caught him in a lonely moment, or an extremely horny one. Maybe she'd caught him during a dry spell. Either way, he'd agreed to become platonic lovers with her.

Friends with benefits.

Fuck buddies.

Booty calls.

She'd been right, it was beneficial. He was usually so sexually satisfied that when he met someone he could see as a potential mate, he could focus on actually getting to know them as opposed to getting them in bed. And, having met her coworkers and more than a few of the losers that went to the clubs she did, he knew he had to be a better option than what she had around regularly.

"No falling in love. We're friends, nothing more. No jealousy. If you find someone to love I'll be over the moon, and if I find someone you'll be happy. No unprotected sex. I don't want to be a mom before I'm 25 and you're not ready to be a dad. We both agree to regularly get tested if we sleep with other people. And, lastly, if one of us wants to end the arrangement we end it. Most importantly, we remain friends."

At first it had been amazing. Guaranteed pussy whenever he wanted or needed it? He'd been sold on the idea before she'd even finished the suggestion. If he was away for a race he could just call or FaceTime her for a quick phone sex session?

Amazing.

No pressure. No worries. He didn't have to deal with the girlfriend stuff. He didn't have to remember important dates or to pick up something for her on his travels. She didn't expect him to be her date to work events or to go around pretending to care about the stuff she wanted to buy.

And they still hung out. Sometimes before, sometimes after. Nothing had changed at all in their friendship. She still called him out for being a douchebag, he still insulted her music taste, they still laughed while watching stupid movies.

It was, he thought, like having a girlfriend without all the work.

Until, suddenly, it was different.

He didn't know why he'd bought the stuffed animal in Miami. Probably because she'd said she liked eagles. And it had an American flag shirt on which made it even better in his opinion. But he'd bought it, he'd shown it to Oscar, who'd groaned and laughed and called him painfully American, he'd packed it in his suitcase for the trip back to England.

And he was watching her take it out of the gift bag now, a big stupid grin on his face when she began to laugh.

"Oh my god I love it," she said, hugging it to her chest then hugging him.

That was why he'd bought it, he thought a few minutes later when she was on her knees, staring up at him with pure lust in her eyes. And then he noticed that she kept it on her bed.

She went to Switzerland for something work related. He didn't know what, because she'd told him right before going down on him. They FaceTimed when they could during the two weeks she was out of the country, and when she got back she had a gift for him.

A cuckoo clock.

He loved it and laughed every time it went off, and felt a little rush of warmth because she'd thought of him. It turned out she hated it, because it had a knack for cuckooing loudly just when she was about to come, but he made up for that. At least, going by the way she'd murmur yay when he went down on her.

"So today marks the anniversary of the worst day of my life," she announced one summer afternoon as she walked into his place.

Logan grunted when she pushed her shopping bag at him. "Which worst day?" he asked, closing the door. "When you got dumped by that dickhead Dave?"

"No, that was in November."

"When you caught your boss cheating?" He peered into the bag and set it down, following her to the sofa.

"That was January, and that wasn't a worst day, just a weird day. Like, bad because he can't keep it in his pants but also good because I got a raise." Kicking off her shoes, she flopped onto the sofa.

He racked his brains, going over as many of her worst days as he could recall. The time she'd gotten food poisoning in Brighton? Apparently that had been in March. The time a guy got sick on her in the club? October, how could he forget? The asshole had ruined her costume. Groaning, he threw his head back in defeat, realizing he was rubbing her feet. "You gotta help me out, babe."

"Wow, you did forget." She sighed dramatically, throwing an arm over her face. "And I thought you weren't like other guys? Do you even love me, Logan?"

"I'm rubbing your gross feet—"

"They're not gross I just had a pedicure this – Fuck you," she snorted when he laughed.

"I'm rubbing your amazing feet," he corrected with a roll of his eyes. "The most beautiful feet in the world—"

"Ew, don't make it weird." She lowered her arm and sat up. "But really? You don't remember?"

"No… Wait, was it that time the guy came before you could put the condom on?"

"No, it's – Actually that's next week. Do you know I saw him a few days ago? He pretended he didn't know who I was."

"You made the guy cum in seconds, y/n."

"Okay, and? I made you cum in a minute thirty and you still talk to me."

"You…" He tipped his head. "You timed it?"

"It's my personal best. Aside from Preemie Pete but he doesn't really count because I didn't even do anything to him except grind on him—"

"What's my nickname?" Logan asked suddenly.

"Logie?" She looked confused. "Logie Bear."

"No, no, my nickname. Preemie Pete, Dickhead Dave. You called that guy you met at the store Sainsbury's Steve and the firefighter was Fireman Fred. What do you call me when you talk about me with the girls?"

"That's classified information. I'm not at liberty to discuss it with you, as you are not one of the girls."

"Bullshit, because you've told me all the others," he pointed out. "Go on, tell me."

"Logie—"

"I'm not like Car Guy am I? Because that—"

"Wishbone."

He stopped rubbing her feet, fully turning to face her. "Wishbone?"

"Yeah. Wishbone." She swung her feet to the floor and moved to stand. "We still doing dinner?"

He grabbed her arm and dragged her back down. "Why Wishbone?"

"It's stupid," she groaned, pretending to fight against his hold. "All the nicknames are stupid, they don't really mean – When I first told them about you we'd just met and I said I wished the stupid American would bone me, okay?"

He let her go, even more confused now. "But I have."

"Yes," she said slowly, getting to her feet. "Many times."

"Then why am I still a wish?"

"Well they don't know you're fucking me." She shrugged, grabbing up her bag and heading to the kitchen.

He let that marinate in his brain for a minute before getting up to follow her. "Why don't they know?"

"I don't tell th… Right, I do tell them everything. But they know I was super into you back then and if they found out that you're the only guy I'm sleeping with they'd never stop teasing me. Chicken or salmon?"

"Chicken." She'd been into him back when they met? He tried to remember, to see if he could recall any obvious signs she'd wanted him then, but couldn't. Could only remember her rolling her eyes and looking annoyed when he talked about anything.

But he did remember—

"Oh, y/n," he whispered. "I'm sorry."

"I'm okay," she said quickly. "It was years ago. I'm pretty much over it."

"Don't lie to make me feel better." Because she did. Especially when it came to that. Pretty much over it. Rarely think about it. So far in the past it's hardly worth mentioning. But it was the reason she still slept with a light on. The reason she never went out alone at night. The reason she was wary of new men entering her life. The reason she was hyper aware of her surroundings in public, always mapping out an escape route if needed. It was one of the reasons behind her need to joke and laugh about everything, because she had to keep people liking her. It was the reason she spent so many of her precious days off working with the sexual abuse charity, willing to tell her horror over and over again so girls with similar cruelties would feel seen and understood.

He hadn't known her then. Would never know what she'd been like before her innocence and faith in humanity had been fractured. He only knew her as the woman she was. Fierce and protective and stronger than anyone he would ever know. He often wished he didn't know what had happened to her on that horrible night, but felt honored that she trusted him enough to share that side of her life with him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked softly. She shook her head.

"Can we cook together?" she whispered.

"Of course." He hesitated, finally reaching to squeeze her shoulder. She lifted her head and he saw the tears shining in her eyes. She may not have wanted to talk about it, may have wanted him to just step away and wash his hands or whatever, but he pulled her to him, tucking his chin on her head while he held her, keeping silent while she let herself cry.

Wishing he could meet the monster face to face for just ten minutes.

He held her until her shoulders stopped shaking, until she sniffled and let go of his shirt. Pressing a kiss into her hair, he let go and offered to turn on music, making sure to pull up the playlist of songs that were cheerful and lighthearted. They cooked, or rather she cooked while he stood to the side to hand her things and clean up, and ate on the couch, watching her favorite movie.

And he realized it was his favorite movie now.

She stayed the night and he didn't care that she didn't want sex. Didn't care that she pulled her stuffed eagle out of her bag and held it close while he got ready for bed. Didn't care that the lamp was on. He was just happy to be there for her, to hold her while she fell asleep and then lie there watching her sleep. Even rocks needed support sometimes.

And it struck him – a full two months later – that he looked forward to just seeing her more than he looked forward to the sex. She'd become more than his best friend, more than his hookup, and he panicked constantly that he'd somehow let on that he'd broken the first rule of their arrangement.

But he had the feeling she knew, especially when he went straight to her office after flying in from Singapore to see her instead of going straight home to sleep off the jet leg. Her eyes lit up and she smiled brighter than the weak sun ever could, and when she hugged him tight and told him she'd missed him he knew she meant it.

"Dinner tomorrow?" he asked before leaving. The answer was yes and, no longer exhausted or feeling mediocre as he sometimes did after a race, he went home with a smile on his face.

She showed up at his door with that bright smile and oohed and aahed over the candles and the flowers. Teased him for being a try hard for wearing a suit and kissed his cheek.

Dinner might have tasted divine. Or it might have tasted like sawdust. He would never know.

"Logie?"

God, she was beautiful. Always had been, he realized, wondering why he'd been so blind until just recently. But tonight, in her light blue dress and her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, she was stunning.

Heartbreakingly so. Because she would only ever be his friend.

"Yeah?" he finally murmured, realizing he was staring.

She stood up and left the table, coming back with her purse. Pulling out some papers, she sat down and bit her lip. "We need to talk."

Never a good thing when a woman said that. Swallowing hard, he took a sip of water to push down the lump in his throat. "About what?"

"You remember this?" She held up the papers and he nodded, seeing the contract she'd typed up and printed out for them both to sign.

"You want to end it?" he asked, anxiety curling in his chest, embarrassment heating his face at the way his voice cracked mid-sentence. Had she met someone?

"I think we need to," she said with a frown.

"Wh-why?" God, she'd met someone and hadn't told him and even worse, she'd fallen in love and now he'd be alone—

"I broke rule number one," she blurted.

"We don't have to end it," he said. "Rules get broken all the time. We can work it out—"

"Logie—"

"I can't go back to random meaningless hookups anymore. I can't go back to models that don't know their ass from a hole in the ground—"

She let out a sharp giggle at that, clapping a hand over her mouth. "Logan!"

"I can't do it, y/n. Not when I've had the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm not even talking about the sex, it's just… We've spent more time together and I know I wasn't supposed to but I did it anyway because my heart's stupid I guess. I can't just go back to nothing with you—"

"Do you even remember what rule number one was?" she cut in, staring at him with wide eyes.

He froze, blinking slowly. "The one about protection, right?"

"Oh my god," she groaned, slapping her palm to her forehead. "No, Logan. Of course you don't remember. But you do, because you always remember everything, like how I need to sleep with a light on and can't watch horror movies after dark and that I only like white wine even if I'm eating red meet. You play the part of a fucking idiot so well because it shields you from people wanting to get too close and knowing the real you, like you're not the greatest thing America's made since chocolate chip cookies. Like you don't have a heart bigger than Texas."

"Um, y/n—"

"Which is exactly why I broke the stupid fucking rule that I made, because how could I not?" She threw the papers down and covered her face with both hands. "I didn't do it on purpose, you know? But I fucking did it, I fell for you, because the only bad thing about you is your annoying American pride."

"Y/n—"

"And it took everything in me to tell you this, but at least now I know you don't want to change this. You're happy just being fuck buddies and I have to be okay with it because I was the goddamned idiot that wrote the rules—"

"I love you too," he blurted.

She stopped. Lowered her hands. And stared at him.

"I love you," he said softly. "Always have, I think. I just… Never realized it until I wasn't supposed to."

"When did you know?" she whispered.

He sighed, shrugging one shoulder. He couldn't tell her. It would be embarrassing to admit he'd been holding it in since—

"Miami?" she asked.

"Oh come on, how could you know that?"

"Logan Hunter Sargeant, you brought me a stuffed eagle. You hate stuffed animals!"

"Yeah, but I love you."

She stared at him for a few seconds. Then, to his confusion, she began to laugh.

His favorite sound, followed very closely by her moan.

"Oh god, Logie," she giggled.

"When did you know?" he asked once she'd stopped laughing.

"When you left for Miami and I cried because I couldn't go with you," she said.

"God, we're both idiots," he muttered. Then he sat up straight. "Wait, hey, you said… You love me?"

She laughed again, nodding, and stayed laughing while he grabbed the papers and ripped them in half. And was still giggling when he pulled her to her feet and caught her in a sweet kiss.

"And we did break the protection rule," he whispered a lifetime later when they pulled apart.

"You pulled out, doesn't count."

"That's not in the rules."

She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around him. "There aren't any rules anymore, Wishbone."

~end~

[chaniceroses]

Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader) PART SEVEN

The sun is barely out now while the darkness is slowly covering the sky. You’re seeing shadows within the woods, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. It’s getting cold and you’re probably about a mile away from where Mike, Marcus and Armando were. You’re starting to regret walking away from them but what else were you supposed to do. Sit around and let McGrath find you since that’s what he’s been doing.

So you kept walking until you heard a soft sound of wood snapping which made you turn around. You couldn’t really see so you just stared into the abyss. Someone was most definitely there, the thought of it maybe being McGrath crossed your mind.

“Reveal yourself, I don’t have time for the games.”, you sighed trying to see past the trees. At this point the sun was completely gone and the moon was shining. Allowing you to see a tall dark figure move from behind the tree. You watched as the person started taking small steps towards you, it was Armando. Turning back around, you started to walk again when you noticed that the sound of branches and leaves started happening rapidly. He was running towards you so you started running too. Now we can play his games. You ran as fast as you could to get away from him, making random turns to confuse him. 

“Y/n! Stop!”He screamed while chasing you but you kept running. You tried picking up speed but were too tired so you stopped.

“Armando, have you been following me the whole fucking time.”, you asked,looking at him as he is also out of breath while walking up to you. You knew he was but wanted to play dumb, it was better that way.

“Y/n,you’re a smart girl, you knew that I was.”, he responded back pointing at you. You didn’t like how easy he could read you. How he knows you so well without really knowing you.

“Why won’t you just leave me alone man. I don’t need you.”, you knew that was a lie but it was better to say that then have Armando and the others involved in your mess when the whole purpose with us being out here is to prove Howard’s innocence.

He looked down at you, although you couldn’t entirely see his face, his eyes nearly glowed in the dark. “I don’t make promises at all because things always happen but you can trust me. Even if I don’t like you. I wouldn’t want my…a woman out here by herself. No matter what kind of “killer” I am.”, he explained, going off. He was mad and you could tell. His eyebrows were now caved in and you could tell that his breathing had picked up in speed.

You looked down and grabbed his hand and caressed his forearm. You weren’t sure whether to trust him or not, but you had no choice. You knew it would be a death sentence if you went to McGrath by yourself. You turned to look to the side and saw how you guys were overpowered by darkness, so you accepted your loss.

ARMANDO’S    POV

I watched as she looked around while rubbing my arm. Her hands were soft and her touch was making my friend smile. I could tell that she didn’t want to go back but honestly, she had no choice. I wouldn’t have allowed her to walk out here by herself, I would be a fool. 

“Come back with me, please.”, I begged. Me…Armando…Begging, this is new. 

She turned around and was now looking up at me. Her skin was as smooth as the night time, while her eyes twinkled. Damn, she’s sexy and the way she stares. I would love to see her staring at me from a different position.

“Focus.”, I whispered to myself. I watched as her facial expression changed from being worried to now being confused. Think of something.

“You..need to focus.”, I added, trying to come up with something. I watched as she shook her head in agreement.

“Well, show me the way.”, she replied, letting go of my arms and folding hers. I turned around and started heading towards  the direction that we came from. 

“Do you remember the way?”, she asked following behind me. Honestly, I didn’t but I also know that if Marcus and Mike did what they were supposed to do. We should be seeing a small fire from a distance.

“Yeah so come hold my hand so you won’t get lost.”, I commanded, handing my hand out behind me for her to grab. I was afraid that she would be hesitant to do so and for a second, all I could feel was air going in between my fingers. However once she connected her hands with mine, I could feel the warmth from our bodies connecting. It made me feel odd, a feeling I've never felt before. 

After a couple turns and a couple minutes of running, I spotted Marcus and Mike near the fire that I told them to make. We eventually met up with them and were greeted by the sounds of the woods. Not a single word was said. We both sat down, Y/n and I on one log and Marcus and Mike on the other. We could see each other clearly now due to the fire blooming out.

“So you’ve come back.”, Mike whispered looking at y/n across the fire. 

I watched as Marcus turned at Mike and whispered something to him. Y/n just stared. I wasn’t sure if she was looking at Mike or looking at the fire that was right in front of him. All I know is that she wasn’t here.

“Yeah, so what?”, she answered, still keeping her eyes at whatever she was looking at.

“What the hell is going on?!”Mike yelled, standing up while looking at every person.

“Calm down!”I yelled back. I didn’t like how he was talking to her. We all go through shit and lose people but he was attacking her for no reason.

“Seriously, this isn’t needed right now but Armando and y/n we do need answers.”, Marcus added, looking at Mike and then at y/n and I.

I turned to look at y/n, I didn’t know as much as they think I do. I wanted answers also and even personal questions to ask.

“Okay.”, she whispered looking up at Mike and then Marcus. “I say this one time and one time only with no disrespect added because I’ll be damned.”, she continued pointing at Mike and then at the log underneath him

  I watched as Mike sat down. I could tell she was sick of Mike shit because I was too. I watched as she moved her eyes to look off into the abyss within the woods, maybe trying to figure out what to say.

“My name is Y/N Smith. However, when I was undercover while working with the Cartel, I was known as Rose and was extremely close with everyone that did business within it. So I made sure that only the heads would know what I looked liked and that no one knew my real name. ”, she explained, looking at us. 

“You’re Rose…Rose Gonzalez? How did you keep your identity a secret for so long?”Mike asked, looking at her and then at me.

“Wait…you worked with my mom?”I asked, turning to look at her. At this point we were all searching for answers.  

“ I stayed hidden because I killed anyone who wasn't supposed to see me or would tell. So I guess you could say I have a lot of blood on my hands.”, she whispered, turning her hands around to look at her palms.

“I knew that you were undercover Mike because I had worked with you. We just had never met. Same with you, Armando.”, she answered, turning to look at me. I could see regret fill her eyes, what else was she holding back? “The operation that Mike was working on, blew up in my face at the wrong time. So I had to actually become a boss in order for my identity not to be revealed because they were killing their own people to figure out who was undercover.”

“I remember that happening…someone was talking to me on the phone while I did it.”, I replied, reminiscing about it. My mind started playing back to that night, I was on the phone with a woman and she was calling all of the shots and was paying me heavy money for it.

“So, that was you that night?”I asked, keeping my attention on her. I could tell she was becoming uncomfortable with talking about her past, maybe this is why she’s been all over the place.

“This is starting to make sense but…how does this correlate with you and McGrath and Howard? How did you know him?"Mike interrogated, scratching the back of his head.

“McGrath and I met when I was out with Armando’s mother. Although your mom, Armando, was way older than me, we became good friends due to the connections that I had within the Cartel. McGrath came up to me and introduced himself to me. At first I was afraid, thinking it could be a set up with how deep I had gotten to my role but after a while of seeing him, I became drawn towards him. That deep harsh voice that he has, kind of like yours Armando besides the accent, pulled me in.”, she explained, grabbing the rocks that were by her feet.

“So it was one of those falling in love bullshit.”, I scoffed, rubbing the back of my neck but blushing at the fact she mentioned my accent. I watched as she snapped her head to look at me really fast. I couldn’t help but to feel jealous inside but the pieces are connecting between her and McGrath.

“It wasn’t bullshit at the time. I was hooked, although I was young, very young. I was genuinely hooked.”

“I guess you can say she’s a"DILF ".”, Marcus laughed 

I wasn’t sure how to respond to his comment, I thought it was kind of disrespectful knowing what she’s been through. “So what happened for him to hate you.”, I asked, shifting my whole body towards her. I wanted to know every detail about their relationship, her past. I wanted her and I wanted to fill and complete her. Sexually and Spiritually.

“He proposed to me about a year and a half later. I was terrified because he never knew that I was undercover, and I didn’t want to get a random citizen involved. It was things within that nature that I had to think about…”

“Did you say yes?”Mike questioned moving away from Marcus to sit next to the log that was near y/n.

He was intrigued by her past, I could tell by the way he was leaning in towards her. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t too.

“I did, and I knew I was asking for a death sentence but I had no choice but to say yes.”, she replied, shaking her head. She didn't acknowledge anyone’s presence anymore, she was just talking and listening to the questions that were being asked.

“I was pregnant and I had told him, some may think he proposed to lock me down but I look at it as him genuinely loving me however, you never know with men…”

You’d know with me…

“Okay so this makes sense but still…with Howard death, and  McGrath hating you? You had to have done something.”Marcus interrogated standing up.

“I knew about you being an undercover Mike, I just never said anything because you would’ve been killed plus Howard told me so once your operation was a success with Armando’s mother being sent to prison, it became a death trap for everyone else who were still in hiding. Which is what had happened. I didn’t know that McGrath was a D.E.A Agent, I had no clue.”, she whispered.

At this point, I could tell that she was on the verge of tears. The jealousy that I once had in my body was now turning soft. I slightly moved my head to Marcus and Mike to see them looking at her with sympathy.

“I had called the heads and formed a meeting so that we could talk about Armando’s mom being sent to prison. At this point of time, I was passed being undercover, I was drawn in. I wanted her out so that’s when I called you, Armando, and formed a plan but while I was on the phone with you, the other Cartel members brought in McGrath, which left me so confused, which is why I had randomly hung up.”, she replied, getting up to pace back and forth.

“I thought…I thought maybe he followed me because from time to time I made it hard for him to see me ....so that he could be safe y’know.  I never knew that he was an undercover agent. He would talk to me about things that he would do and feed me fun facts that had honestly helped me with my operation, however it never got to me that he was being literal because he would always laugh. So when he and his team showed up, there was nothing that I could do. I couldn’t help because that would’ve gotten me killed so I sent them to one of the rooms for them to be dealt with.”, she cried, shaking her head back and forth.

I stood up, and grabbed her to embrace her with a hug. I wasn’t used to having sympathy for others but y/n was different and I didn’t care about the  stupid expression that was on Mike and Marcus faces. I just knew that she needed to be comforted and I was going to be the one to do that.

I lifted her chin so that she could look up at me. Her cheeks were wet from the tears that ran down it so I took off my orange prison shirt, exposing my entire upper body and wiped her face with it. I figured it would be the littlest things that counted.

“Are we…interrupting anything?”Marcus coughed, throwing his shoulders at Mike.

“Yeah…I’m wondering the same thing.”, Mike replied, looking at him.

I watched as Y/n grabbed my hand and stopped me from wiping her cheeks. Was she embarrassed that I was consoling her? 

“Thank you Armando but just stop. I don’t need sympathy, I just need you guys to listen, okay”, she sighed moving across the fireplace. I watched as she sat on the other side alone, so much for me trying to help.

“After I sent them into one of the rooms, I figured that they would be just beaten because I didn’t tell the others, who were allowed to be in the room with me, to kill them. But when I went to check to get information out of them, they were all dead except McGrath. Their heads were cut off and they kept McGrath alive to torture him.”, she continued, leaning her weight towards the back of the log.

“So that’s why he hates you, you chose yourself over love.”, I whispered, looking over at her. I saw as she looked over defeatedly. I wasn’t sure if that was a smart decision or a dumb one. She was young and alone, surrounded by Cartels, but that’s no excuse because  if that was me, I would’ve done something to save the person that I love. I guess we're two different people.

“He was so mad at me for my decision that it took me a while to get some information out of him, however, I eventually got it and allowed him to tell the Cartel about Mike’s operation and those who were involved so that they can let him go, which they did.”, she continued, shrugging her shoulders.

I could see that she was slowly starting to accept what had happened, which was good but I couldn’t help thinking about the decision that she made. Was it really worth it? I turned my attention to her stomach after realizing that she mentioned about her being pregnant. She must’ve been watching because she looked down also and touched her stomach.

“Yeah after he was free, and the Cartel started moving around. The word got out fast about how they were going to move and I knew that they were slowly growing suspicious about me so I went to my house off the coast to get my things to try to leave.”

“He was there wasn’t he.”, Marcus said looking at her.

“Yep, he was there and I didn’t know. I was on the phone with Howard to let him know where I was going and to tell my team to get me a new name ready with a fake background. He snuck up on me and shot me in the back twice.”, she replied standing up, while pulling her pants off her hips to reveal the two scars on her lower back. 

My heart sank, making me remember the promise that I told her earlier. I for sure was going to make sure that I keep it now.

“Yep, Howard heard it all and everything that McGrath was saying. McGrath took my phone and looked through all of my documents while i layed on the ground crying. I watched him leave at some point and I don’t know what happened after that, all I know is that I woke up in the hospital with heavy security and Howard. He was there the whole time for me while I mourned. Since then, I've been trying to figure out what to do, so that’s why Howard said what he said in the video.”

“And that being about McGrath?”Mike muttered, fidgeting his fingers. 

“Majority of it, yes. The rest is just personal, you know, starting a new peaceful life…getting married, having kids.”, she blushed looking at Marcus and then at Mike.

“She should be looking at me, I can give her that.”, I thought while watching her blush. Settling down has crossed my mind before, maybe I can do that with her. If she doesn’t continue to play hard to get. Decisions.

“Thanks for explaining everything to us, y/n. We appreciate that.”, Marcus smiled while nodding his head up and down.

“Yes…thank you and y/n, I’m sorry.”Mike apologized,  getting up and walking towards her. You watched as she got up and looked at him while he went up to her. Was she going to accept it? Or maybe make him get on his knees? Hell, I know I would for her.

“It’s okay, pull that shit again and you’re dead…”, she replied, looking at him as he threw his hand out for a handshake. I watched as he laughed and as she stared right into his eyes. She wasn’t kidding.

“I’m not joking, I will.”, she repeated this time, grabbing his hand and shaking it.

I could see Mike's face switch from laughing to serious within a second. I loved how serious of a person she is and the dominant personality follows after that. It made me want to be submissive, just for her and to make the thing between my legs cry.

I watched as she let go of Mike’s hand and started walking away.

“Where are you going?”I asked, standing up alarmingly. She said nothing, until she went and sat in front of a tree then leaned her head against it. I just watched, looking out into the thin air to be sure that no one was around her.

“What?”, she laughed, folding her arms while adjusting herself against the tree. She was tired and we were out in the woods with chilling temperatures so I knew it would be hard for her to get comfortable.

“Armando can we—”, before Mike could finish his sentence I got up and walked over to y/n. I couldn’t help it, I felt drawn towards her. The need to protect her and to make sure she was comfortable and safe. 

“What do you want Armando, I’m done talking.”, she sighed, removing her head from against the tree. I could tell that she was sleepy and that she was getting annoyed with the fact that I kept messing with her. Her eyebrows began to droop inward and she was looking up at me with her low eyes while her head was leaned all the way back. Perfect position but the wrong time.

“Don’t act like you’re annoyed with me, baby.”, I flirted squatting down to her level to be eye to eye with her. I watched as she covered her mouth while she smiled and then quickly frowned.

“No seriously, what is it?”

“Here, put this on.”, I demanded, handing her my shirt.

“What about you?”, she asked, pointing to my exposed body. Honestly, I was a little cold but I'd rather her wear it than me.

“I’m going to sleep next to the fire but first I'm going to talk to Mike unless you want me to keep you warm.”, I replied putting my shirt over her head, allowing her to put her arms through the sleeves.

“Goodnight, Armando…”, she smirked, leaning up to kiss me on my forehead and then laying back against the tree. The way she says my name, made me shy and bubbly on the inside. 

“Get a fucking room!”Mike yelled, antagonizing y/n and I while Marcus chuckled.

“Shut the hell up Mike!!!”, y/n and I yelled in unison which led to us laughing.

It felt good to hear laughter coming out of everyone’s mouths, especially knowing that in the next couple of hours. We will have to find help and eventually  kill McGrath. I playfully slapped y/n on her thigh and walked away. Mike called my name earlier so I knew that he was going to be up a little longer talking. I had been dreading this conversation with him, it’s my first time actually communicating and being around him.

I sat on the opposite side of the lit fire so I could watch y/n sleep. For the rest of the night, Mike, Marcus and I talked about Mike’s and I’s relationship and how we were going to help Howard and y/n. Truth be told, Howard wasn’t my priority anymore. Y/n was. I want her to live a life that she deserves, and I am going to make sure that she does, whether me or McGrath dies in the process.

[sommerregenjuniluft]

892 words – trans fem reg jegulus pwp – cw: light spanking, orgasm control, heinous dirty talk about breeding, cum play, creampie <3

@honeybcj

James fastens his grip in Regulus’ curls and ducks closer. He knows the answer for the question before he even asks it. But he wants to hear it. Needs to hear it. He spanks Regulus on her left cheek just to feel her clench around him, then noses at his girlfriend’s ear. “Want me to pull out before, baby?”

“No,” Regulus cries out helplessly, mindlessly arching back into him.

James grunts against the side of her head, mind swimming. “Yeah, want me to cum inside?”

Regulus whimpers deliciously, “Please.”

“God, baby,” James groans, voice rough, “Gonna make a creampie, huh?”

Regulus moans.

“Want me to lick it back out of your sweet little pussy?”

“Ja-mie,” she whines brokenly. Just the deliriously fucked out of her mind quality of her voice is enough to make James twitch inside her. There’s sweat running down her temple, mixing with the tears on her cheeks with how she’s turned her head over the pillow. James licks it up.

“Ngh- gotta be careful not to get you pregnant, love.”

Regulus gives a whole body twitch beneath him, letting out another whine that sounds close to his name. James wants to ruin her in the sweetest way.

He lets his lips ghost over her ear, “Or do you want me to breed you, baby? Huh? Pump you so full, I’ll make it stick?”

Regulus is chanting incoherent pleas, curses and gasping out his name like she does when she’s close. When that delicious pressure is building up low in her gut, about to ring up her spine and shoot into every cell, every far inch of her body. When her whole being is an electric wire and James is about to trigger a short circuit. 

And he’s babbling now, couldn’t hold himself back even if he wanted to, spewing the nastiest things right into his pretty girlfriend’s ear. “Answer me, love,” he taunts.

Reg whimpers and James watches her eyes try to flutter open, so out of it.

James repeats his question. ’Cause he’s nice like that.

He can see the exact moment it registers in Regulus’ brain. A noise slips out of her, involuntary, and then James’ eyes greedily follow her spreading blush as she tries to hide her face in the pillow.

“No, no,” James admonishes, gentle and patronizing. He purposefully aims away from that bundle of nerves deep inside her, momentarily. Regulus makes an obscenely sexy mourning noise. “No hiding, baby. I’m not gonna let you cum before you tell me.”

“Jamie,” she sobs, dark curls falling over her shoulder when she ruts her face into the sheets.

“C’mon, you’ve been such a good girl. Why are you being bad right now?” He spanks her again.

Regulus yelps, followed by a moan. “Mnh, want it- inside.”

“What do you want inside, sweets?”

“You,” she presses out, pushing back onto him, “Your cum, Jamie. Want you to cum inside. Please, please.”

Fuck. 

“Good girl, baby,” James groans, deepening his thrusts again. Regulus immediately dissolves underneath him again. “See, was that so hard, hm?”

Regulus makes an indecipherable sound. James grins.

He brushes her hair to the side, mouthing and nipping along her neck. She tastes like sweat and viscous sweetness. Salted caramel. James wants to put her in a blender and squeeze her into his latte every morning.

“Can I—” Regulus hiccups, “Aah- can I cum?” 

James keeps putting open mouthed kisses on her neck, rutting deep inside her relentlessly, devilishly.

“Please,” his girlfriend sobs, “Please, Jamie. Gotta cum.”

“In a moment, baby,” James pants, letting himself get lost in the slick, silky heat of her, “Hold on for me, just a bit.”

She’s moaning continuously now, whining pitifully and gasping high-pitched breaths back in. Her thighs are shaking, her face scrunched in pure pleasure. One of her hand fists the sheets, white knuckling them. “Jamie, Jamie, Jamie.”

That’s what manages to tip him over in the end. He gasps out a hurried Cum for me and then he’s stuttering through his own moan as his cock kicks and spurts deep inside Reg. She’s loud when she lets herself break on James’ command. Shouting nearly and shaking through it so hard that James feels the pulses of her milk him dry.

“God, fuck,” James grunts when he finishes with one last feeble twitch, still shallowly rocking inside to help Regulus ride it out. 

This one hums breathlessly, a sweet little moan, panting like she’s just done a triathlon.

“Baby,” James mumbles, breathing heavily, making her hair move and tickle his nose.

Regulus makes an acknowledging noise, nodding weakly to show she’s okay.

“Love you so bad,” James utters, kissing her cheek, her ear, the soft spot behind it.

“Love you,” Regulus replies, on a half moan, blissed out and like she’s floating.

He’s still inside and Regulus doesn’t like feeling empty immediately after but James needs to kiss her like- yesterday. He reaches around, prodding at her puffy entrance and hearing her breath hitch when he lets his cock slip out and his fingers in, plugging her up. James maneuvers Reg’s pliant body, making her leg lift, and turns her over onto her back with his finger remaining. 

And then Regulus barely has the chance to blink cloudy grey eyes at him before James is demanding her mouth in a needy kiss, tasting caramel sweet.

[shurisgf]

ECSTASY — A. ARETAS ✩ (2)

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando can’t keep his eyes off of his favorite dancer. So he takes matters into his own hands. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x BLACK!fem!reader | TROPE situationship ish? | FORMAT series | WARNINGS strip club, cursing, use of the n word, sex | NOTES WE BACK AT THE STRIPP AYE 😜

✩ this is part two of a series , you can find part one here.

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` The Motto — Drake

` Truffle Butter —Nicki Minaj

` My n***a — YG

` What We Doin’ — City Girls

` Run Away — Chris Brown

` Pressurelicious — Megan Thee Stallion

` Throw Sum Mo — Rae Sremmurd

` FTCU — Latto

` Thooties — Dee Bills & Jenn Carter

` Ride — YK Osiris

` Cut ‘Em Off — Femme It Forward & Kiana Ledé

` No Frauds — Nicki Minaj

` Point Me 2 — FendiDa Rappa & Cardi B

` FTCU — Nicki Minaj

It’s been one week since your first private session with Armando. He’d been coming in frequently, coming to see his favorite dancer. He’d tip you large amounts of money each time he came in. He was your favorite regular, never making you feel uncomfortable in any way, and always making sure that whatever he asked for, you felt comfortable doing. Over the short time you two have known each other, you got to know each other quite well, and have maintained a flirty relationship with each other. You’d find yourself making short conversation while dancing for him.

Tonight was no different, as you walked towards the room where you normally did your sessions with Armando. Mercedes stopped you, “Coco wants to know if you can cover her stage while she fixes her shoes, she broke ‘em on stage.”

“I would but I can’t, got a hot date with my man.” You joked, continuing to walk to the room he was waiting in. Mercedes laughed it off. “Girl, you a mess.” She continued laughing as she walked away, looking for someone else to cover Coco’s stage. Tonight you wore a red laced bra and a matching red thong, with some skimpy red heels. You always loved dressing up in pretty lingerie, it was your favorite part of the job, and Armando loved seeing you in your outfits. He even picked out a favorite set and asked you to wear it a few times. And of course you did, wanting to make his experience at the club memorable.

Walking into the room, he immediately whistled, making you smile as you closed the door behind you. “This might be my new favorite,” he sat there, eyeing you up and down as you walked over to him.

“You look so sexy mama.” He noticed the slight smile forming on your lips.

“Can I get a spin babygirl?” Nodding your head, you spun around slowly, making sure he had time to see every inch of your body. “Fuck, c’mere.” He tapped his. lap, inviting you to sit on him. You walked over and slowly lifted your legs, straddling his lap, as you looked down at him in his eyes. A sight that he loved. His right hand rested on your ass, while his left was preoccupied rubbing your lower back. “When you gonna let me return the favor?” He spoke in that same sexy voice of his that you loved so much. You began to whine your hips against him, “You sure you can handle all this?” You bit your lips, tossing your head back as you continued your movements on him. “No me pongas a prueba mamá, haré que tu bonito trasero se incline sobre un mostrador gritando mi nombre.” His simple words left butterflies in your stomach as you tried to keep your composure. But hell, you were getting tired of pretending like you didn’t want him.

That’s why you were at his apartment at 3 AM, bent over his kitchen island, his thick cock pounding you from behind. Your eyes rolled as he pounded into the same spot, the repetition making your knees weak. “Armando-“ you moaned his name, driving him crazier. His free hand supporting your hip so you didn’t fall. “I can’t- too much-“ you cried, trying to get the words out, but all you could say were those two phrases, too focused on the way he was making you feel. “Shh, puedes llevarlo mamá.” He guided your hips as he deepened his strokes, pressing his hand to your lower stomach, feeling himself pumping in and out of you. You were a sloppy moaning mess against the counter, trying to keep yourself upright, but he was making it so damn hard. “You like it when my dick fills you up like this? Hm?” He grunted, looking down at your ass clapping against his skin. “Joder mamá me vuelves loca.” Your sweet moans and soft claps filling the room. You reached a free hand down to your clit, rubbing it at just the right pace. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You threw your head back in pleasure. “Armando- I’m so close, please-“ you whined out, trying to warn him of your incoming orgasam, “Lo tienes mamá.” His sexy voice ringing through your ears was all you needed. Creaming all over his cock as he sped up his pace, chasing after his own climax. The overstimulation was killing you, tears falling from your eyes as you continued to whine, blurting out incoherent words. “Shhh mamá, esto es lo que querías, right?” He teasingly asked you, slightly chuckling at you taking his thick cock against the counter. All fucked out and barely able to speak. Your walls clenched around him, “Fuck!” He groaned, pulling out and releasing his seed on your ass. Heavy breathing filled the room. His hands still holding you steady so that you didn’t fall. “Te ves tan bonita toda jodida en mi mostrador.” He turned you around and picked you up, hearing you whining at his actions. “Shh mama, I’m gonna clean you up.”

Your phone was filled with 15 missed calls from the other girls at the club, wondering why you dipped out as soon as your last set was over with. Little did they know you had found your way to Armando’s apartment after your last dance, letting him return the favor.

GLOSSARY !

No me pongas a prueba mamá, haré que tu bonito trasero se incline sobre un mostrador gritando mi nombre — Don’t test me mama, I’ll have your pretty ass bent over a counter screaming my name.

Puedes llevarlo mamá — You can take it mama.

Joder mamá me vuelves loca — Fuck, mama you drive me crazy.

Lo tienes mamá — You got it mama.

Mamá, esto es lo que querías — Mama, this is what you wanted.

Te ves tan bonita toda jodida en mi mostrador — You look so pretty all fucked out on my counter.

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Idk if this has been requested but Big Chested!Reader with Mafia!Konig?

The only thing that can disrupt Konig from his weapon-dealing meetings is the sight of your chest nearly falling out of yet another snapped bra. God, and here he thought that giving you hundreds of Euros to pay for the priciest lingerie pieces would be enough. He was mistaken, of course. Fucking hell. Konig adores your body - litters your chest with marks, making sure it's covered in hickeys and bites in case the bruises don't show up as easily on the softness of your skin. Buys you the most perfect bra pieces, with pretty lace and expensive fabrics, the ones that are supposed to hug your breasts and shape them in a comfortable way. But it's Konig versus the whole underwear industry at this point - it seems like even his money can't quite buy you the comfortable bras, not with how plump and big your chest is. Konig volunteers to hold your breasts, of course, but it's still a bit distracting to his partners. You can barely fit in normal shirts, your chest always raising the buttons in that adorably sexy way, your hands always clutching to the bags that you can't put over your shoulder because the strap will always get stuck on your chest...and it doesn't help just how insanely attentive Konig is. Especially with his jokes about hiding spare guns in your breasts, which always makes you wince and jokingly flick him on his forehead like he doesn't have a body count in thousands suffered from the actions of his gang. Konig buys you custom lingerie and kidnaps the best tailors so they can make you a perfect piece suited for your chest. And he is there to tear it off you each time, not caring that he just had wasted a precious hand-made piece - the sight of your breath spilling out in his hands, almost too big for him to fit in his palm, is too much to bear.

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₊˚ෆ the start to a chaotic summer !

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𐙚 summary ( a few posts showing what Stella has been up to as of lately now that her summer has started ! )

au masterlist - you can find everything under #👩🏻‍🎨 ͡ ꒱ Stella Hughes!

stellahughes added to their story !

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jackhughes replied to your story ‘ESTELLA WTF’

jackhughes reacted with 🤮

_quinnhughes replied to your story ‘some things you just gotta keep to yourself stink 😐’

lhughes_06 replied to your story ‘Stella please stop this I’m disgusted, and it’s not even 1pm’

lhughes_06 reacted with 🍅

luca.fantilli reacted with 🤤

ahndaesee replied to your story ‘Princess the wording umm 🧐 ’

stellahughes OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAYDBDJ

markestapa replied to your story ‘in public?? Pookie I was unfamiliar with your game 😮‍💨’

stellahughes MARK PLS YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT YOU WERE LITERALLY THERE ???

_alexturcotte replied to your story ‘have some decorum hughes goodness’

rutgermcgroarty replied to your story ‘babe I don’t think you worded this the best…’

stellahughes oh really ?? I couldn’t tell 😲

Lilybaileys replied to your story ‘STELLA YOU FREAKY GAL 🤭’

carmenbarlowe replied to your story ‘bestie I can’t keep defending you 😶’

ryan.leno_4 replied to your story ‘IVE BEEN A NASTY GIRL NASTY. IS SOMEBODY GONNA MATCH MY FREAK ??? 😌’

stellahughes RYAN PLEASE 😭

nicolassturniolo replied to your story GIRL 😭

stellahughes I meant from the workout we did 😭 the gym workout 😭 you know with weights and treadmills 😭

edwards.73 replied with ‘😟’

stellahughes i didn’t mean it like that 😣

pshoon2002 replied to your story ‘count your days mcgroarty. count your fucking days 😑’

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username she’s coming back for her crown!!!

username please she never lost it.

username the ice princess is back!!!!

username ESTELLA HUGHES WOMANS WORLD FIGURE SKATING CHAMPION TWO YEARS IN A ROW !!

username NO SILVER OLYMPIC MEDALIST ESTELLA HUGHES ‼️

username pls I can’t wait for the edits

username i’m still not over the breakin dishes one 🤭

markestapa training stella is scary

edwards.73 and mean

stellahughes I’m not mean I’m just determined 😐 @/edwards.73

rutgermcgroarty it’s sexy dw baby 😮‍💨 @/stellahughes

stellahughes oh is it? 🤭 @/rutgermcgroarty

markestapa you guys disgust me.

nicohischier I will be cheering you on Estella!!

stellahughes you want me so bad omg 🤭

jackhughes omfg stella go away @/stellahughes

stellahughes NO YOU GO AWAY YOU JEALOUS BITCH HE WAS TALKING TO ME @/jackhughes

nicohischier guys please calm down.

stellahughes yes sir 😌

amberglenniceskater let’s go Stella!!!

stellahughes AMBERRR ML 🫶🏻

isabeau.levito USA USA USA ‼️

stellahughes THEY ARE NOT READY FOR US 🤭

_willsmith2 STELLAAA ‼️

stellahughes WILLL ‼️

_quinnhughes i definitely have the coolest sister

stellahughes nooo I have the coolest brother 🫶🏻

jackhughes brothers !! PLURAL you have the coolest BROTHERS @/stellahughes

stellahughes I know what I said @/jackhughes

rutgermcgroarty pretty girl 😍

rutgermcgroarty blessing my feed fr 😍 god slide six 😮‍💨

rutgermcgroarty have I told you I love you today??

rutgermcgroarty I LOVE YOU 🩷

rutgermcgroarty sometimes it still blows my mind how lucky I am 😻 like me ?? Dating an Olympic silver medalist. Fuck I’m so lucky I love love love you 🩷

stellahughes babe 😭 please come over so we can make out.

username pls can the 2026 Winter Olympics come any sooner 😭

username pls shes so aesthetically pleasing 🤭

username AHHH YAY THE ICONIC STELLA SUMMER PHOTO DUMPS ARE BACK ‼️

simjaeyunn you already won the number one spot in my heart 😻

rutgermcgroarty IM SORRY???

pshoon2002 Jake I beg you put the phone down.

ahndaesee chat he’s getting bold 😭😭

stellahughes oh! Thanks Jake? 🫶🏻

ahndaesee bless your oblivious sweet soul @/stellahughes

notriki MOTHER IS MOTHERING 😌

stellahughes my child 🫶🏻

rutgermcgroarty since when did we have a child 🧍‍♂️@/stellahughes

stellahughes surprise 🥳 @/rutgermcgroarty

notriki hi dad! @/rutgermcgroarty

lhughes_06 I still haven’t recovered from that god awful green drink

stellahughes it’s not for the week lukey

lhughes_06 calling me lukey and then basically saying I’m week, in the same sentence is crazyyy 👎🏻

ahndaesee my superstar 🫶🏻

stellaughes my pretty dahee 🫶🏻

ryan.leno_4 my body still hasn’t recovered since you took us to that pilates class

stellahughes we have to go again so your body can get used to it!

gabeperreault44 NO NO NO ❌

_willsmith2 please no.

umichhockey our Olympic silver medalist 🫶🏻

stellahughes I love you admin 🫶🏻

christophersturniolo so when are you teaching me??

stellahughes when are you coming to visit hmm?

nicolassturniolo *US you mean

matthew.sturniolo YouTube vid idea ???

stellahughes I’m not going to go easy on you guys 😼

christophersturniolo LETS GOOOO

_connorbedard good luck Stella 🔥

stellahughes thank you con !! 🫶🏻

masonmctavish23 let’s go Stella !! 🔥

_quinnhughes lets go stink, so so proud of you! ❤️

stellahughes I love you quinny :(

trevorzegras STINK

jackhughes STINK STINK

colecaufield STINKKKKK

cam.york LITTLE STINK IS ALL GROWN UP

_alexturcotte STINK ‼️

stellahughes I hate you guys, please it’s not funny anymore 😭

lhughes_06 no no it’s still funny

williamnylander can’t wait to watch you win Estella! Miss you!

stellahughes thank you Willy! I miss you tons 🫶🏻

tatemcrae my girl my girl 😻

stellahughes mine mine mine 😻

usfigureskating our girl is back !!

stellahughes back n better 😽

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stellahughes: rip cole n jack , me and trev totally dominated their asses 💋

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jackhughes please never say you dominated my ass again you freak

jackhughes besides it’s Cole’s fault, he can’t hit a racket to save his life…or mine!

colecaufield yeah well you were shit at golf and you act like I would want to save your life anyway 🖕🏻

trevorzegras we really did a number on them @/stellahughes they are still arguing 🤣

stellahughes @/jackhughes @/colecaufield it’s okay, we will go easy on you in darts 💋

Lilybaileys I am channeling my inner tashi this summer

stellahughes ART PLS IM ON MY KNEES 😫 IM TRYING TO BE MRS DONALDSON BY THE END OF THE SUMMER 😫

rutgermcgroarty babe what🧍‍♂️@/stellahughes

carmenbarlowe okay but Patrick tho…. 🤭

stellahughes THE WAY I WOULD MATCH HIS FREAK PERFECTLY IN A WAY THAT IS CONCERNING TO FEMINISM 😵‍💫

rutgermcgroarty sighs

username Please Stella being in love with art and Patrick is so real 😭

username her outfits always eat goddd 😫

username JACK IS SO PRETTY AHHH

username Stella + art and Patrick fanfic is not a want, it’s a need.

rutgermcgroarty please don’t, she’s already up all night reading them and watching edits 😭

tarayummyy ur so hot babes imyyy

stellahughes i miss you moreee 💋

_alexturcotte can’t believe you went without me.

stellahughes ITS NOT MY FAULT YOH MISSED UR FLIGHT

luca.fantilli lookin good Stella 👀

stellahughes come back pls :(

username she’s so pretty sobs 💔

username can Rutger fight??

rutgermcgroarty you wouldn’t even know how to handle her bud

username THE ICONIC FOUR IS BACK TOGETHER ‼️

username no one will understand how much I love Stella’s relationship with Cole and Trevor 😭

colecaufield good games or whatever 🙄

stellahughes don’t be upset Cole! It’s not your fault Jack dragged you down 🫶🏻

jackhughes don’t be afraid to come downstairs, it’s on sight you brat.

_quinnhughes I’ll make sure to come next time!

stellahughes pls pls pls we missed you (mostly me because I missed actual good competition)

jackhughes I am actually going to fight you.

_quinnhughes she would win that as well 🤣

lhughes_06 thanks for the invite 🙄

stellahughes you were to busy sucking face with Ethan and Daisy to see that I texted you 10 times.

rutgermcgroarty Stella the skirts are driving me crazy 😵‍💫

stellahughes why do you think I wear them? 🤭

jackhughes I can’t stand you guys.

simjaeyunn what are you not good at 😻

pshoon2002 driving, playing hide and seek, swimming, writing in cursive…the list is quite long actually.

stellahughes WHY ARE YOU MY BIGGEST HATER 😭‼️

pshoon2002 IM NOT IM JUST TRYING TO PROTECT YOU FROM JAKES DELUSIONAL ASS ‼️

simjaeyunn Stella is this guy bothering you 😾

ahndaesee my superstar is always on top 🫶🏻

stellahughes my number one supporter 🫶🏻

rutgermcgroarty ‼️ LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER ‼️

ahndaesee gtfo rut don’t ruin this for me 😾

stellahughes pls guys don’t fight, their is enough of me to go around 🤭

rutgermcgroarty I DONT LIKE TO SHARE

pshoon2002 Stella doesn’t like selfish guys

stellahughes HOONIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

username pls why is Stella’s comment sections always so chaotic

username Daisy and ruts beef is hilarious

username Stella, daisy and sunghoon best childhood friends ‼️

markestapa I’d let her fuck me with a racket 🏓

lhughes_06 MARK?!?!

jackhughes TF DID YOU JUST SAY TO MY SISTER?!?!

markestapa ITS A QUOTE FROM THE MOVIE I SWEAR

markestapa POOKIE PLS HELP ME @/stellahughes

edwards.73 pls I can’t breathe 😭

username like I said chaotic 😭

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jackhughes there is way to much kissing going on here 😾

jackhughes what’s that’s supposed to mean ??

jackhughes for your information, I’m by far more prettier than you

stellahughes plss 😭 jack when did you get so funny??

trevorzegras are you saying me and Jack not pretty?

stellahughes 🤐

dylanduke25 I’m still recovering from that dinner 🤒

tyler__duke5 wdym I’m a great cook?

nick_moldenhauer great is a strong work bud

stellahughes you almost lit my kitchen AND Nick on fire 😰

tyler__duke5 ‘almost’ being the key word okay 👍🏻

Lilybaileys mark almost falling in the fire out was the best part of my night ☺️

markestapa just say you want me okay 😏

luca.fantilli miss you Stella :(

stellahughes I miss you more !! You and Adam get your asses here asap !!

adamfantilli yes ma’am 🫡

edwards.73 I’m still in shock from that criminal minds ep

LiamBarlowe I don’t think we will ever be the same 😖

stellahughes you guys are so dramatic omg 😭

trevorzegras Luke face planting into the water five seconds after you took that pic was the highlight of my day

stellahughes I thought we lost him ngl

jackhughes the Hughes do summer the best!

jackhughes would be a perfect summer if I don’t have to see you and rut kiss and touch each other all the time 😒

username everyone say thank you Stella for feeding us this summer!

username the iconic faceless pictures are back!

username love them but I miss her face 😭

lhughes_06 I’m pretty sure I still have water in my nose and ears

lhughes_06 also can we all vote that Tyler is never in charge of cooking again

stellahughes LEAVE TYLER ALONE YOU PUNK only I can bully him

colecaufield you always make the summers better stells! ❤️

stellahughes I love you coley ☹️ (let’s go get breakfast)

colecaufield I’m getting the keys rn

mackie.samo I’m still sick from all the s’mores stell

stellahughes please I haven’t left my bed 😭

jacob_truscott20 STELLA HUGHES THE UNDEFEATED QUEEN OF BEER PONG ‼️

stellahughes hmm it’s so comfy on my throne 😇

lhughes_06 someone please humble her

edwards.73 that’s no way to talk to your queen lukey

lhughes_06 omfg

markestapa MY BEAUTIFUL QUEEN 🙇‍♂️

_alexturcotte the way I witnessed you pushing rut into the lake after he took that first picture of you 😟

stellahughes I wanted him to take off his shirt 🤷🏻‍♀️

rutgermcgroarty YOU COULD HAVE JUST ASKED

username Stella and rut are actually the cutest ever

username I love Stella’s relationship with all the guys!

username that’s their little sister !!

ahndaesee your ass looks great in that picture

edwards.73 BABE ??

lhughes_06 Baby pls stop looking at my sisters ass 😐

stellahughes look @/ahndaesee men trying to tell us woman, what to do 🙄

ahndaesee disgusting you two.

edwards.73 PRETTY I DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING @/ahndaesee

_quinnhughes I’m never letting you drive the boat again.

stellahughes it was an accident, no one got hurt ☹️

trevorzegras i literally fell out of the boat Stella

stellahughes but it was funny! @/trevorzegras

_quinnhughes okay yeah ur right it was funny

trevorzegras wtf Quinn 😐

username pls Quinn and Trevor are so funny 😂

username boat Stella is the best Stella

rutgermcgroarty ur so cute baby, I can’t wait for more summers with you 🩷

stellahughes you make my summers (life) better rut 🩷

username AHH THE PICTURES OF HER AND RUT

username HIS COMMENT PLS IM GONNA SOB

username PLEASE THE WAY HES HOLDING HER 😭

username awe Daisy and Stella cuddled up on the couch watching criminal minds 😭

carmenbarlowe I will never be able to look at that hot tub the same Stella 😐

stellahughes MINNIE PLS WE APOLOGIZED ALREADY 🙏

rutgermcgroarty we weren’t even doing anything crazy 🙄

jackhughes WTF ARE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT, AM I GONNA HAVE TO BUY A NEW HOT TUB ??

stellahughes omfg we were just kissing

stellahughes added to their story !

[caption: not rut trying to erase our love @/ahndaesee 😐]

ahndaesee replied to your story ‘rutger mcgroarty count your fucking days’

stellahughes he’s sleeping on the couch tn 🙄

rutgermcgroarty replied to your story ‘you’re mine 😾’

stellahughes I love when you are possessive. But know your place 🩷 (I love you, but I love my wife)

lhughes_06 replied to your story ‘let’s go rut! Taking one for the team 💪🏻’

stellahughes 🙄👎🏻

simjaeyunn replied to your story ‘how dare he…you should break up with him 😌’

stellahughes don’t be silly Jake, I’m just being dramatic 🫶🏻

dylanduke25 replied to your story ‘oh, the d isn’t for me?”

stellahughes DYLAN PLS 😭

Lilybaileys replied to your story ‘that’s our sacred tree that mf 😠’

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LiamBarlowe replied to your story ‘not him messing with the sacred tree’

stellahughes RIGHT ?! 😾 (miss you come back to Michigan pls)

markestapa replied to your story ‘oh he can mess with the tree but I can’t 🙄’

stellahughes don’t be jealous pookie 😽

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stellahughes: my pretty wife took me out on a date today 😻

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📍 ahndaesee happy wife happy life 🥰

stellahughes happy WIVES happy LIVES 😻

rutgermcgroarty @/ahndaesee she’s literally laying right next to me rn in my shirt btw.

ahndaesee ya don’t you know how sweet it tastes ?? 🍭

rutgermcgroarty you DON’T know how sweet it tastes 😾

stellahughes RUT PLS ENOUGH 😭

username this is so pretty stop

username Stella and Daisy are the best duo mhm ‼️

username Prettiest best friends 💕

Lilybaileys about to get in my homewrecker era 😻

stellahughes we don’t live together

Lilybaileys stella pls you gotta stop quoting the challengers 😓

markestapa MRS STEAL YOUR GURLL 😎

markestapa please ethan is a pouting mess rn he’s having Daisy withdrawals

stellahughes it’s deserved. now he knows how I feel 😾

lhughes_06 stop stealing my gf :/

stellahughes it’s not stealing if she willingly came 😼

lhughes_06 why is reading that making me so uncomfortable.

elblue6 you girls are so pretty 💕

stellahughes I love you mom 😽🩷

ahndaesee thank you Ellen 😭🫶🏻

pshoon2002 without me 😓

stellahughes stop being dramatic and come visit 🫶🏻 (PLEASE)

edwards.73 😐

stellahughes 👰🏻‍♀️ 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻 👰🏻‍♀️

edwards.73 I HATE YOU

stellahughes ur gf doesn’t 😮‍💨

username I love how close they are!!

username pls Luke and Ethan’s comments are taking me out 😭

username the nails are so pretty 🥰

rutgermcgroarty wow I am so lucky to have STELLA as MY GIRLFRIEND 🥰

ahndaesee 🙄

rutgermcgroarty I’m seeking for a promotion in our relationship 😌

rutgermcgroarty my eyes have been blessed 😍

stellahughes baby stop flirting with me in the comments and flirt with me in person pls

rutgermcgroarty bet 😏

username THE STRAWBERRIES 🍓 😋

username Stella please I am not your strongest soldier 😍

username cutest couple ever 🩷

rutgermcgroarty @/ahndaesee it’s on sight.

ahndaesee you heard the people 😇

lhughes_06 how do I dislike this post.

rutgermcgroarty ur asking the right questions.

mackie.samo LETS GO GIRLS ‼️

tyler__duke5 bring me some of those strawberries I’ll make us some pancakes

stellahughes if it’s in Daisy’s aprentment I’m down!

ahndaesee last time you cooked in my kitchen my apartment almost burned down @/tyler__duke5

tyler__duke5 okay but it was an accident ☹️

stellahughes yeah Daisy , it was an accident ☹️

carmenbarlowe I’m in love 🥰

ahndaesee you want us sooo bad 🤭

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( this took me way to long omg 😭 I rlly hope you guys enjoyed it — please let me know what you guys think !! This genuinely took me forever . . . I also have another smau in the work !! )

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( ahndaesee/daisy is an oc created by my bestie @qoqurt and everyone should go check her out pls !! So a few people in the smau might be a little confusing . . . So pshoon2002/sunghoon is Stella and Daisy’s childhood friend and is also in the kpop group enhypen !!! simjaeyunn/ jake and notriki/niki are also part of the group , just wanted to clear any confusion !! )

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[kyliekast]

ok ok i know this is cliche but i gotta know how baby daddy au patrick reacts to reader feeling insecure about their post-pregnancy body... maybe re-directing his hands during a heavy makeout sesh or asking to keep their shirt on while they do it cos there's not a single body type that doesn't turn patrick zweig on and if his partner doesn't know that? THIS WILL NOT STAND.

omfg stop. you're both giving jake a bath, testing how his skin reacts to a new body wash because he's sensitive, and while he's watching him, he notices you looking at yourself in the mirror, checking out your ass and your hips, wider now, the bit of loose skin on your stomach, your stretch marks. you're wearing denim shorts and a tank top, no bra, your thighs and hard nipples on full display. he licks his lips.

"why are you checking out my girl?"

"i'm not your girl, patrick." you immediately stop looking at yourself and crouch beside him at the bathtub, gently pouring water over jake's skin. he giggles — he looks more like his dad every day.

"you look hot."

"you're not getting laid. i need to be home after this, my mom will kill me. she already thinks you're gonna knock me up again."

"i'm not trying to get laid, i'm just saying: you're hot."

you try not to need that praise, but it feels good, especially when you've been feeling bad. patrick puts jake to bed while you shower -- his water pressure is so nice --, and when you come out of patrick's en suite, he's pretending to be texting someone, but he eyes your robe every couple seconds. where he lounges, legs splayed from his boxers, you can see the muscle of his thighs, the hair there, his happy trail.

"... what do you want?"

"you."

"you're insatiable."

"you showered without a change of clothes."

caught. "i like your water pressure." you chew your cheek and walk towards patrick's dresser to borrow a shirt and pajama pants, but you're interrupted when his bed rustles and he comes up behind you.

he grips your hips and kisses down your neck, nose nudging your wet hair. "come on, you make me so fucking hard. i need this pussy."

you bend over the cabinet, and he grips your hips, grinding through your robe. when he smacks your ass, it's muted on the fabric, but he leaves his imprint in greedy, entitled grasps, jiggling the skin. "let me take this fucking robe off, let me see you."

he does, deft fingers undoing the tie, and he immediately grips you by your middle and walks you to his mirror, groping your tits. you whimper and hide your face in his neck. "god fucking damn." one palm on your breast, he snakes the other down to hold your belly, gripping its mellow skin. "so sexy, you don't even know... look. look at you."

patrick grabs your chin and faces you toward the mirror.

"look at my girl, check her out, come on."

that night, he fucks you in doggy, letting you hang off the bed in your reflection. you watch his hands grip your ass, spank you, press thumbs into your hips. he holds his shirt in his mouth to give himself a better few of your cunt, and every time you clench, he groans, eyes rolling back.

[actuallysaiyan]

Can I have 20 with Nanami? let's say he wants to try new things 😏

You sit in front of the mirror he set up. He's holding you on his lap, his eyes on the mirror as well. His touch is intoxicating. His voice is raspy and husky as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. Kento has been waiting for this for so long.

The day you said you were ready to indulge in his kink, he got everything set up immediately. Something about getting to see you come undone with this mirror in front of you, it was making you excited. And he was more than excited based on the way his cock throbs against your plush ass.

"So fucking pretty..." He moans as he presses a kiss to your neck. "I love being able to watch us like this."

His hands knead at your breasts; rubbing and pinching your nipples. You let out the cutest noises as he stimulates you. You lean back and turn your head so you can kiss him. His tongue slips into your mouth, gliding against yours hungrily.

Then his hands slide down your body to your core. You whine as his fingers dip into the heat of your center. He grunts as he feels your juices soaking his fingers.

"Pretty girl...you're so wet for me. Just for me."

His fingers pump into you slowly at first. Then he picks up speed. He kisses your neck tenderly; leaving marks to show the world that you belong solely to him. You feel the knot in your stomach tightening but when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you worry you aren't as sexy as you thought you'd be.

Kento senses your discomfort, leaning in to gently whisper in your ear. He calls you beautiful, a goddess. You feel so loved and it becomes harder and harder to want to be insecure.

"Honey...you're still holding back. Just let go. For me..."

He rubs your clit in time with the long, deep strokes of his fingers. You shudder as the pleasure becomes so intense. Your thighs shake as you hit your peak. Kento watches as your juices gush out of you, soaking the mirror. He kisses you on the temple.

"That's my good girl."