#cupid's bullet

[miss-floral-thief]

[xxcherrycherixx]

Blondie walking into the room to see cupid lounging completely naked on her bed scrolling through hextagram:

Cupid noticing her and moving to wave, her boobs now fully on display: blondie! You’re back early :D whats with that look?

Blondie:

Blondie: dexter would have never survived dating you.

Cupid: what

[illybean]

That moment when a manga with two chapters has you hooked… gotta get some sketches out.

[srcepiksla]

bulletproof cupid, shes like an oc to me

[rotten-cupid]

🍊+💼

Au I did where Briefcase and Brendon are Tangerine and Lemon in the movie Bullet Train~! Since I absolutely loved the movie, I could help but make a Au of it~ ♡╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯

I just wanted to draw Briefcase and Brendon being badass o(*////▽////*)q✨💼 I will probably draw more of this along with others~🍊🍋

[laesas]

Writing Tankhun + Chay is just. I love them. They are best friends. They are menaces to Porsche. Chay is the only bitch in this household that Tankhun respects. Tankhun finally gets to be the older brother he wishes he'd had. I'm feeling extremely normal about this by the way it doesn't make me feral at ALL.

[eya909]

With Valentine’s Day plus me & Quan’s anniversary happening this month, I leaned into the whole heart theme 🥰💕♥️ (Plus I added some of Cupid’s arrows 💘😍🐰✨) Hope everybody has a lovely February!

[hailieshapedbox]

that’s alright break my heart baby come on

[lovelesslittleloser]

Cupid Cuteguy??

[sunny-d-anomaly]

Whoops, I fell asleep before I could post this yesterday.

Inktober Day Four: “Dodge”

It was really difficult to come up with a good picture for this word. The first thing I thought of was “dodge a bullet,” which made me think of my ex, of course. But page space was obviously very small this year, so I cramped what I could into what I hope is a pretty self-explanatory piece. 😅

[miss-floral-thief]

[ddejavvu]

imagine reader always trying to make hotch flustered for the fun of it and then one day she is losing a lot of blood and hotch asks her what her type is and she answers with "you" nsjsja (also pre relationship)

(also also I loveeee everything you write for hotch it's always so good !!! and I actually cannot get enough🤭)

MWAH thank you!!! you're so sweet <3

--

You've been told that your comedic side comes out at the wrong times. You're a natural tease, your tongue moving faster than your head to razz whoever you're speaking to. Typically, it all blends together; it's just normal. But with Hotch? He's different.

He's different because he tries not to laugh at your jokes. He tries to keep his composure, thinks that maybe if he just ties his tie tighter that morning, it'll hold his face in a frown and a smile won't be able to escape. No matter how hard he tries to resist amusement, though, you know he feels it.

Perhaps that's why you're so harsh on him. Why you steal a seat next to him on the jet just to peer over his shoulder, asking if he's texting a hot date. Why you knock feet with him under the table, gasping dramatically and asking him if he's trying to play footsie with you. He acts tired of it, sighs and scoffs and grumbles but his cheeks go red every time, and you take it as a win.

What's less of a win is the bullet in your shoulder. It's hard to think about much else now, just the searing pain above your arm that makes you want to chop the limb off completely.

Your knees give out and you crumple to the concrete beneath you while your team moves in. Derek handles the arrest, JJ and Reid keep their weapons trained on the unsub just in case, and Hotch darts to your side.

"Hey," He huffs, tugging your knees out from under you so that you're sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall behind you, "Hey, keep your eyes open, okay? We can fix this, this isn't-" He presses his hand into your wound and you wince, "This isn't as bad as it could be."

"Yeah," You rasp, peering down at your red-stained shirt, "'Coulda been wearing my favorite top."

"Head back," Hotch commands, pointedly ignoring your attempt at a joke, "You're loosing blood fast. What's your type?"

Your head feels fuzzy, but you're not far gone enough to miss that opportunity. You muster a sleazy smile, blinking hazily at him, "Mm, you, boss."

"Shut-!" Hotch scoffs, almost a snort, scrunching his face in a poorly-withheld grin and knocking it against your good shoulder. He takes a moment to laugh, and you're sure the adrenaline coursing through his veins is the only reason you're getting such an open reaction from him.

"Shut up," He musters, a weak smile on his face as he lifts his head again, maintaining steady pressure on your wound, "You can't take anything seriously. You just got shot."

"With Cupid's arrow," You gush, and if you had the strength to lift your arm, you'd cup Aaron's cheek, "Thank you for saving me my sweet prince."

"Don't ever call me that again," Hotch lets out a sound that's somewhere between a groan and a laugh, "Careful, L/N, the medics aren't here yet. If you keep teasing me I might take you down."

"Do it!" You beg, your own laugh wheezy and weak as you manage to grab hold of his tie, "Please, sir, take me!"

[theres-a-body-here]

Hi could you do Genji, Hanzo, Cassidy, lifewaver and Mauga (separately) where they have matching skins with thier s/o

It took some convincing to make these boys match with you, some more than others, but you were determined to be twinsies on the field.

I threw in two extras, as a treat

Cole Cassidy - Sherlock Holmes and Watson

Took little to no convincing to have him match with you, but he was dead set on being Sherlock

This isn't negotiable

Expect to hear everything but your name out there

"Dear boy", "Watson", and "My dear" is all you're gonna be referred as

Cassidy will refuse to respond to you unless you refer to him as "sir" or "boss"

You could take a bullet to the side and he'll be kneeling over you like: "Hmm, yes, that is indeed a nasty wound my boy"

"You're a moron.....Sir" you groan out as he drags you to Mercy

Eventually, you really play into the roll

wrapping your arms around Cassidy from behind as you press your cheek against his

"Do you have a plan, Boss?"

He coughs, being caught off guard

"Yes, my dear Watson...it's uhh....ya know, this" He says as he spins peacemaker in his hands

"World's greatest detective, everyone" You remark sarcastically

Genji Shimada - Kamen Rider

He's actually the one who first asked to match costumes

You both bickered over who to be

Genji insisted you dress as Evolto, but you also wanted to be Kamen

In the end, you both dressed as Kamen

Genji dressed as Kamen Rider Blade

You dressed as Kamen Rider Gaia

You both pose and exclaim with a loud "Henshin!" after every elimination

The others don't really get it

Genji kinda just shuffles over and hugs you, pressing his faceplate into your chest sadly after being called a "Power Ranger" for the 5th time.

You have to stifle your laughter as you comfort him

"It's not the same thing," he whines, voice muffled by your chest

"Yeah buddy, they're completely different franchises," you chuckle out, rubbing his back

Niran "Bua" Pruksamanee - Bee and Flower

Pretty excited to match costumes with you

Niran took a pretty long time to pick which flower to dress as

"Maybe I should stick with Lotus, but...Jasmines..." he mutters as he brings fabrics to his chest, imagining himself as each flower

you sat on his bed wearing a bumblebee suit, watching on as Niran struggled to make a decision

He settles on fuchsia, bright purples and trailing fabric

Costume is so extravagant that you look comically out of place in your cheap Bee outfit

Niran doesn't mind, in fact, he finds it cute

He especially loves your puns

"Bee mine," you coo as you kiss his cheek

He chuckles as he returns the kiss

Hanzo Shimada - Cupid and Eros

You're gonna have to bust out all your tricks to convince this man to wear something so, in his words, undignified

What ever you do to get him into the cupid costume, expect complaints

"This is....embarassing," he mutters begrudgingly as he sits on your bed, tugging at his pastel pink wings

The bathroom door opens as you step out in your Eros outfit

"How do I look, Babe?'

Hanzo's face immediately erupts into a blazing red

"Wh-What are you wearing?" he exclaims as he adverts his gaze, looking at anywhere but you

Your outfit is... minimal to say the least

Wings, red sash, sandals, bow, and a thin loincloth. That's literally it

Besides that? Nearly all of your skin was on display

"Aww, you don't like it?" you tease as you walk closer to Hanzo

You straddle his lap, feeling him stiffen under you

You cup his face while you rub his cheeks with your thumbs

"I'm just teasing you. I have a much more modest outfit ready

Hanzo lets out a sigh as he looks at you

You lean in closer, ghosting your lips over his ear

"This one is for tonight" you whisper

Hanzo swears you'll be the end of him one day

Maugaloa Malosi - Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

You brought up the idea of matching costumes and he instantly had a mischievous look in his eyes

He agreed on the condition that he chooses the theme

He dressed as Māui and he helped make a costume for you

You recognized Māui from a movie, but you had no idea who Hine-nui-te-pō was

"Don't worry about it" he assured you with a chuckle

You two had a blast on the battlefield with your matching costumes

Although, you couldn't help but think something was up every time Mauga glanced at you

He'd smirk and throw you a wink

But this was Mauga, so it didn't really set off a red flag

Its not until the end of the battle where a talon grunt said something

"What he'd do to convince you to dress like that?"

You looked confused. The grunt explained she was from New Zealand.

She told you the story of Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

Your face went from shock, embarrassment, to rage

You stomped your way to Mauga, who wore a shit-eating grin

You stood in front of him as your swung your hands to slap him

But you're too short

"God dammit! Lean over, asshole!" you cry as you jump at him Mauga breaks into a fit of laughter as he picks you up and swings you around

Jamison Fawkes - Yoshikage Kira and Killer Queen

Surprisingly, Junkrat was pretty hesitant to match costumes

He was worried changing clothes would include bathing

He likes his soot and burns thank you very much

"I have an aesthetic to maintain, mate"

But you knew how to break him

The moment the words "turns anything into a bomb" left your lips, he was instantly on board

Obviously he was gonna be the explosion cat

But since this was Junkrat, you had to approve his costume beforehand

You deadass had to explain to him why entering a bathtub of alcohol and pink sharpie markers to color his skin was a terrible idea

"But the damn cat's pink isn't it?" He asks, dumbfounded that you had a problem with his genius idea

"We'll use facepaint, babe"

You show off your costumes to the rest

Jamie wearing cat ears, Pink face paint, and leather gloves

You wearing a suit, dyed your hair blond, and severed mannequin hand in your pocket

After an ultimate that wiped out a good number of the enemy team, Junkrat clears his throat to speak

"Watashi no na wa "Kira yoshikage" nenrei 33-sai jitaku wa moriōchō hokutō-bu no bessō chitai ni ari ..."

The rest of you kinda stood around staring at him shocked

"I didn't know Mr. Fawkes knew japanese," Mei comments to you in a hushed voice, not wanting to interrupt Junkrat

You and Roadhog kinda look at each other

"He doesn't" you both say in unison

Reinhardt Wilhelm - Knight and Squire

A Knight and his squire? Count him in!

To be honest, you being his squire is somewhat of a fantasy he has, so Reinhardt was pretty excited to match costumes with you

You let him have a major say in your outfit since it was apparent this was big for him

He picked out colors of the old Crusade; Muted browns, greens and vibrant golds

Reinhardt wore his Balderich outfit

He fumbled to find a camera to capture the moment

Before you two left to meet up with the others for training drills, Reinhardt stopped you

"Y/N...can you...do something for me?" He asks nervously, voice almost a whisper

"Yeah sure, what's up big guy?"

"Can you bring me my hammer?" he finally responds after a while

You shrug and walk over to grab the massive weapon, bringing it over with a bit of strain

You had an idea of why he asked you to do this

You knelt on one knee and raised the hammer with both hands

"Your hammer, Sir Wilhelm"

Reinhardt's hands clench into a fists, the fabric of the gloves making a creaking sound from the pressure

He pushes the hammer aside and pulls you in for a bone crushing bear hug

"You've made this old dog happy, Y/N" he mutters as he nuzzles his face into your neck

"Yeah, sure, no problem" you strain out as you see spots on your vision

Reinhardt drops you immediately

"Sorry..." he mutters as he pats your shoulder

[hoony2k]

FAN BEHAVIOUR

Heeseung gets a call from cupid at a fan sign.

PAIRING: heeseung x latina! reader

GENRE: fluff, delusional hee

WARNINGS: despacito mention its heeseung what can i do

WORD COUNT: 1018

NOTE: I'm kind of ? about this like this was supposed to be a paragraph or two, I wasn't exactly sure how to represent mc as latina because generalising an entire ethnicity is strange and I didn't want to give reader a certain body type/hair type. But I do hope you enjoy!

requested masterlist

There is a certain system in each fan sign that Heeseung has committed to memory. Around 60 seconds per fan- give or take. If he thinks about it logically then he's bound to encounter fans that don't bias him, small talk and a cheesy smile while teasing them about their bias works unless they have a Heeseung-centric request.

When he meets his fans, he embodies confidence. Slips his fingers into theirs, with permission of course, waves their hands and asks if they've eaten, what song they loved, and gives a genuine compliment. Apart from saying whatever he feels at the moment, he keeps a list of what fans like the most. And no, he does not memorise fan comments like a syllabus-he only scrolls through them.

But for the first time, when you take the seat before him, Heeseung gets tongue-tied. Momentarily, his brain refuses to respond and all he can do is stare at you and the way your eyes crinkle as an exciting "hi!" escapes you.

Mouth dry and tongue no longer functioning, Heeseung prays you can speak Korean. Except your accent declares don't and suddenly he forgets every English lesson he's had with patient teacher Jake. You stare at him expectantly and the slow crease in your brow snaps him back into character.

"Hello," it's far too enthusiastic, to the point where it makes him want to wince externally but your smile is pleased, shoulders no longer tense and Heeseung pats himself on the back for doing a good job.

You hold out your hand sideways, anticipating a brief handshake but Heeseung turns your palm to rest into his larger hand. A small laugh escapes you and then you bring your poster forward for a signature.

His free hand uncaps the marker in a swift motion, he glances at the poster and on purpose signs a bit too close to Jay's hair. On the table, where your hand rests inside him, Heeseung notices the dark blue coating your nails and realises how good blue looks on him.

"Who's your bias?", he attempts to make small talk. His voice doesn't shake this time. Meeting pretty fans isn't new, but meeting pretty fans that make his knees wobble? Not often but Heeseung can't get off the adrenaline rush that occurs when it does.

When you don't answer after a beat, he looks up from the small note he's not too discreetly writing. Your gaze doesn't leave his and the playful tint in your eyes makes him feel things that he shouldn't because as the seconds go by his confidence is diminishing. Heeseung has never been the best at talking to pretty girls.

"Guess", you tease. You lift your palm (and his) and begin to wave it around. Heeseung's ears flush and before he can stutter, he shuts his mouth. It has to be him…right?

"Me?", he bites the bullet, marker tip pointed at himself. You reply with another smile, smaller but much more meaningful, mirthful.

A hand pushed the poster to the side to reveal a small Heeseung posing. Did you have his photocard?

You nod at his question, a bit shy, too subtle but Heeseung notices because he's been staring very closely, trying to memorise this moment with you and him before the staff tells you to move.

Drawing a heart on the back of his photocard and your expectant smile is all he needs to regain his confidence. He needs to make the most out of this experience, especially if he'll never see you again. He gazes back at you, shakes your arm and musters the most charming smile he can, "I'm your bias, Gracias".

He wonders if he should wink or if that would be an overkill. You laugh and squeeze his hand, clearly amused and entertained. A staff taps him on the shoulder, telling him to wrap it up and it pains him to imagine you leave so he continues, speaks far too quickly and jumbles over his words.

"No, no, you're good," you remind him, "I'm attending the concert soon!" He giggles like a school girl and you begin to stack your things as the girl next to you stands from her seat.

Next to his signature on the poster, a note catches your eye.

"You're my star <3" The writing is titled and rushed but still, you bit your lip to protect your heart from jumping out of your chest. Heeseung hasn't stopped admiring you, but he can't seem to meet your eyes as he observes how you quickly tuck a lock behind your ear after reading his note. It was a spontaneous action, who can blame him for falling for a pretty person?

The staff member returns and taps Heeseung on the shoulder, smiles at you and slowly you get up. Unwillingly, Heeseung allows you to pull your fingers out of his grip and he's already missing you. He doesn't need to, but he piles your merch and hands it to you. Another smile is sent his way, fingers intentionally brushing as you take your merch from him.

In those final seconds of the fan sign system, Heeseung commits to something he usually avoids. Commitments are promises, promises that can be fulfilled but their fulfilment is always uncertain. Sometimes things are just out of his control, yet he can't help himself, his body betraying his mind.

"The next time I sing Despacito, it's going to be for you".

His expectant gaze and promise staggers you for a moment, pausing you in the moment. Heeseung waits to hear your voice one more time, a wish to see you again dies on his lips when a large smile breaks on your face.

"I'll remember it", you make another promise and despite not knowing you personally he knows you will never break it.

In the final moments, Heeseung isn't sure if he'll ever see you in the crowd next time, lost in the sea of people. He's not sure if you'll attend another fan sign, if you'll still bias him in a few months but the small secret shared between you two makes him believe that you felt the connection as much as him.

Thank you for reading!

Please do not copy/translate/edit.

[jaybug-jabbers]

Gelatopod - Ice/Fairy

(Vanilla-Caramel Flavor is normal, Mint-Choco is shiny)

Artist - I adopted this wonderful fakemon from xeeble! So I decided to make up a full list of game data, moves, lore, etc. for it. Enjoy! :D

Abilities - Sticky Hold/Ice Body/Weak Armor (Hidden)

Pokedex Entries

Scarlet: Gelatopod leaves behind a sticky trail when it moves. A rich, creamy ice cream can be made from the collected slime.

Violet: At night, it uses the spike on its shell to dig into the ground, anchoring itself into place. Then it withdraws into its shell to sleep in safety.

Stats & Moves

BST - 485

HP - 73

Attack - 56

Defense - 100

Special Attack - 90

Special Defense - 126

Speed - 40

Learnset

Lvl 1: Sweet Scent, Sweet Kiss, Aromatherapy, Disarming Voice

Lvl 4: Defense Curl

Lvl 8: Baby Doll Eyes

Lvl 12: Draining Kiss

Lvl 16: Ice Ball

Lvl 21: Covet

Lvl 24: Icy Wind

Lvl 28: Sticky Web

Lvl 32: Dazzling Gleam

Lvl 36: Snowscape

Lvl 40: Ice Beam

Lvl 44: Misty Terrain

Lvl 48: Moonblast

Lvl 52: Shell Smash

Friendship Level Raised to 160: Love Dart (Signature Move)

Egg Moves

Mirror Coat, Acid Armor, Fake Tears, Aurora Veil

Signature Move - Love Dart

Learned when Gelatopod's friendship level reaches 160 and then the player completes a battle with it

Type - Fairy, Physical, Non-Contact

Damage Power - 20 PP - 10 (max 16) Accuracy - 75%

Secondary Effect - Causes Infatuation in both male and female pokemon. Infatuation ends in 1-4 turns.

Flavor Text - The user fires a dart made of hardened slime at the target. Foes of both the opposite and same gender will become infatuated with the user.

TM Moves

Take Down, Protect, Facade, Endure, Sleep Talk, Rest, Substitute, Giga Impact, Hyper Beam, Helping Hand, Icy Wind, Avalanche, Snowscape, Ice Beam, Blizzard, Charm, Dazzling Gleam, Disarming Voice, Draining Kiss, Misty Terrain, Play Rough, Struggle Bug, U-Turn, Mud Shot, Mud-Slap, Dig, Weather Ball, Bullet Seed, Giga Drain, Power Gem, Tera Blast

Other Game Data

Gender Ratio - 50/50

Catch Rate - 75

Egg Groups - Fairy & Amorphous

Hatch Time - 20 Cycles

Height/Weight - 1'0''/1.3 lbs

Base Experience Yield - 170

Leveling Rate - Medium Fast

EV Yield - 2 (Defense & Special Defense)

Body Shape - Serpentine

Pokedex Color - White

Base Friendship - 70

Game Locations - Glaseado Mountain, plus a 3% chance of encountering Gelatopod when the player buys Ice Cream from any of the Ice Cream stands

Notes

I'm not a competitive player, but I did my best to balance this fakemon fairly and not make it too broken. Feel free to give feedback if you have any thoughts!

I have a huge bias for Bug Pokemon since they're my favorite type, and at first I wanted to make it Bug/Ice, since any intervebrate could be tossed into the 'Bug' typing. But ultimately I decided to keep xeeble's original idea of Ice/Fairy. There's precedent of food-themed pokemon being Fairy type, and Ice/Fairy would be very interesting due to its rarity (only Alolan Ninetails has it). Its type weaknesses are also slightly easier to handle than Bug/Ice imo

The signature move is indeed based on real love darts, I could not resist something that fascinating being made into a Pokemon move, even if the real games may possibly shy away from the idea. (Honestly it could be argued "Love Dart" is based on Cupid's arrow so Gamefreak might actually get away with making a move like this though.) Its effectiveness on both males and females is a nod to snails/slugs being biological hermaphrodites. I can see this move also being learned by Gastrodon and Magcargo in Scarlet/Violet

[justlemmeadoreyou]

Cupidity*

Word Count: 2.1k

Pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader

Warnings: 18+ content. Smut, swearing, kissing, dirty talk, oral (f recieving), fingering, hair pulling, edging, p in v sex(without protection), creampie

"Don’t make me take you home and punish you" Harry whispered with gritted teeth, making a shiver roll up your spine.

"What if I want you to punish me?" you said, taking your left hand and sliding it up his thigh, stopping too close to his crotch. He quickly caught it and put it back on your lap.

"You're gonna regret that" he said, in an all-knowing manner and you smirked, knowing your plan had worked.

You had been hot and bothered long before coming to this dinner, when you had seen Harry dressing.

He had just gotten fresh out of the shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. His hairs were wet, and he came to the bed, where his clothes were lying.

You'd seen him countless times like this, but god knows why your pussy started to throb when he took another towel and started to dry his hair.

You clenched your thighs together and swallowed thickly, making him look down at you.

"What happened, pet? You okay?" he asked, the smirk in his voice clearly visible.

"Nothing" you said, but your flushed out cheeks and blown out pupils gave you away.

"Y'sure? Coz' the way you're clenching your thighs tells me something else."

You shot your eyes up, and he was hovering over your frame, looking straight into your eyes.

Your mouth dropped open, and you whimpered for his lips on yours. He leaned in and brushed his lips over yours, teasing you. You yanked his hair and kissed him.

The kiss was hot, full of clanking teeth and tongues fighting for dominance. You held his face in your hands, the intensity of the kiss leaving you breathless.

You both pulled back, catching your breath. His expression matched yours, he was just as horny as you were. 

He brought one finger up to your lips and you immediately dropped it open, inviting his finger in. Sucking it between your lips, you wetted it, while he parted your thighs with his other hand. 

You liked where this was going.

You sat back on your elbows, breaths becoming deeper and mouth going dry with the anticipation of what he was going to do to you. You gulped down hard, when he pushed his hand into your loose shorts.

You weren’t wearing any panties, and his hands immediately found your soaked pussy, softly brushing the tips over your arousal.

“Fuck you’re so wet” he cursed and started to stroke your lips, spreading the arousal throughout. Your toes curled, and you released a soft moan as he pinched your clit.

“Fuck!” He pushed the single digit in, your walls clamping down on the minimal friction. He pushed it deeper, and your mouth fell open in a broken moan of his name. He started to finger you, brushing against your g spot with each thrust of his finger.

It wasn’t long till he was three knuckle deep, and you were a whimpering and moaning mess in his hands. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, the orgasm approaching faster than a speeding bullet.

Just before you could fall over the edge, into the pure bliss of a sweet orgasm, he pulled his fingers back, wiping your arousal on your thigh.

Your eyes shot open, and he was quickly buttoning up his shirt on his naked torso.

“What the actual fuck, Harry?” you were so close, and the way he played you was just not fair.

“I’m edging you sweetheart. Gonna finish you off real good after we come back from the dinner” he smirked, and you knew that smirk all too well.

He was playing with you, so you would be a desperate mess and wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off him throughout the dinner, and he would just tease you all night.

You weren’t one to give in so easily.

“Is that so? You think I’m gonna wait for you, when I could just do it myself?” You wanted to wait for him, but you also wanted to see him riled up.

“You think you can make yourself come better than me? Your little fingers can’t even fill you up, darling. And here, I made you a blubbering mess with just one finger of mine. You make yourself come, I won’t touch you for one week. Do you really think that a bargain is worth one orgasm by yourself?”

You hadn’t thought of that.

“Fine” you said with as much anger as you could, and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Everything that happened after that was a blur. He said that you both had work early tomorrow, and had to leave. Saying a few goodbyes, you were in his range rover, swiftly, but carefully driving through the streets to make it to your home soon.

As soon as the car was in the garage, your hands were on each other. You grabbed his tie and yanked him towards you, capturing his lips in a long awaited kiss.

You both moaned with desperation and need, trying to yank each other’s clothes in the limited space of the car.

“We should go inside.” you said, breaking away from his soft lips.

“Yeah. yeah.” he said, and you both rushed out of the car. You fumbled with the keys, and after an eternity, you were inside the house, locking the door.

He pushed you on the door, and his lips on your neck, biting, sucking, creating a bruise. You pulled at his hair, and he groaned into your neck, making a vibration to roll throughout your body.

“You look so hot tonight” he whispered, yanking down the straps on your shoulders with force.

“Funny how you say this while getting me naked.” you helped him, and the dress was pooling on your feet.

“You look hotter when you’re naked” he smirked and reached back, unhooking your bra. You pulled it off too, and his eyes darkened as soon as he saw your breasts.

He leaned in and kissed your sternum, before licking a stripe upto your neck. You threw your head back and let out a moan, your panties soaking with each passing second.

He put one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, making your back arch towards him for more. He grabbed the other one, and kneaded it in his palms, while his mouth sucked and bit on the other one.

You were in pure euphoria, pussy throbbing and wet beyond relief. Your hips grinded against his, toes curling in the patent heels you were wearing.

“Harry-more, I-I want more” you managed to say between laboured breaths, eyes dazed out and mind fucked.

“Gonna give you more. So much more” he replied, before hoisting you up on his shoulder and carrying you to your bedroom.

He put you down on the bed, and stood back.

He started to unbutton his shirt, staring down at you like he was going to eat you up. You clenched your thighs together, rubbing them softly.

“Spread your legs” his deep voice made you shiver, and you quickly parted your legs to him. He stared at your wet panties, which were still covering your pretty pussy.

“Take ‘em off” he commanded, and you slid them off your legs, spreading your legs apart again.

“Jesus Christ” he cursed, falling down on his knees before you. He held your thighs tightly, before pulling your core towards his hot, wanting mouth.

His lips attached to your clit, pressing a kiss on top of it. You buried your hands in his hair, pushing it closer to your throbbing core.

He delved right in, licking a stripe from your labia to your clit. Your back arched off the bed and your grip on his hair tightened. Tears welled up in your eyes, the breath getting knocked out from your lungs.

He sucked and licked, lapping up at your sweet juices as if it was his last meal. Your thighs were shaking, and your stomach started to burn as an orgasm approached.

“Harry-fuck! Don’t stop-I’m-” you couldn’t finish your sentence, as he pulled back immediately.

“Shh” he kept a finger on your lips, before you could protest. Pushing that finger in, you sucked at it, your sweet taste coating your tongue.

He pulled it back with a pop, and yanked  his boxers off quickly. His hard cock slapped against his stomach, precome oozing out from the tip.

“Fuck” he sighed at the relief, and his hand wrapped around his length, as he began to stroke himself.

You mewled softly to bring his attention back to you, and he smiled, getting on his elbows.

“Aw, my poor baby. Didn’t let you cum, did I?” he asked, gently stroking his finger over your cheek.

You shook your head in a no, a few tears of need welling up.

“Don’t worry. Gonna fill you up, and fuck you nice and hard. Make you cum so good” he promised, before lining his cock up with your pussy.

Slowly, he pushed himself in. 

Your wet cunt welcomed him without hesitation, your walls tightening around his length. You wrapped your legs around his waist, as he began to fuck into you.

He was gentle at first, letting you adjust to his size. But, you were desperately wanting to cum, and you wanted it hard.

“Harder!” you said, scratching your nails down his back.

“What?” he pulled his face out from your neck, curls disheveled.

“Want it harder.”you repeat yourself. He wasted no time, grabbing your waist and flipping you over in one swift motion.

He lifted your hips up, pushing your head down and exposing your ass. He pushed your legs wide, and positioned himself behind you again. He grabbed your hair, holding them in a makeshift ponytail for leverage to fuck himself inside you. You arched your back, and he pushed in without resistance. 

Your mouth dropped open, moans and screams of his name falling out continuously. Obscenes pounds of skin slapping against skin, and wet sounds of his cock pushing into you again and again filled the room, and the headboard banged against the wall with the impact of his thrusts.

You became close again, and your legs gave out beneath you. He grabbed your neck and pulled you up, your back colliding with his damp chest.

“Y’close again?’ he asked, biting down on your neck. You reached behind and held his hair again, pulling on them. He sloppily thrust himself inside you, hitting your soft spots over and over again.

One hand squeezed at your throat, while the other reached down and grabbed your breast, rolling the hard bud between his fingers. Your fingertips dug into his hair, and a pool of arousal seeped out, creating a ring of cream on the base of his cock.

He reached his hand further down, and rubbed your clit. 

You fell over the edge, ears ringing and eyes falling shut, black and white spots forming behind your closed eyelid. His pace increased, rougher, shallow thrusts into your desperate hole, making your orgasm last longer. Your jaw fell slack, sweat on your brows and face fucked out with sheer pleasure.

“That’s my fucking girl” he praised, stroking your hair away, so he could see your face while you came.

Harry reached his orgasm too, cuming in long, thick ropes inside your warm, sung walls. Your body completely gave out, and you fell limp into his arms. He held you tightly, and you both fell back on the bed.

You both caught your breaths hastily, and after a while, Harry pulled himself out.

“Fuck-you’re -so-so good, Harry” you couldn’t form a coherent sentence, chest heaving. You were still on the cloud nine of pleasure, and your mind was floating through pure ecstasy.

“I know, sweetheart. I promised you, didn’t I?” he smirked, wiping off the sweat off your forehead.

You smiled, and he wrapped his arms around you, placing a soft kiss on your damp forehead.

Your chests met, heartbeat in sync, making a warm glow to cover your whole body.

“You’re glowing, love. Fuck, you look so beautiful” he said, never taking his eyes off your pretty face. You smiled, shaking your head at his cupidity.

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