#dayton white smut

[dreamlessinparis]

Don't Trust a Pretty Face

Pairing: Frank(EB) x Serial!Killer!F!Reader x Dayton White

Word Count: 3749

Summary: When Reader finds herself in a sticky situation, she finds refuge with a friendly stranger and his equally hot friend

Warning: Mentions of blood and drugging, Mention of murder and clean up, threesome (mmf), rimming, smut, 18+, deceit, manipulation, oral, handjob, fluff, Frank and Dayton kissing, nicknames, cum play, slightly dom reader

A/N: This is part of my serial killer AU, and this was a fun one because instead of reader going through it, she’s making men go through some pain. Thank you to @jobean12-blog for looking this over and hyping me up, love you❤️ All mistakes are still my own.

if you’re a minor, please DNI!

Please do not repost, publish or translate my work. Reblogs and comments are appreciated! Thank you for reading :)

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Blood coated your fingertips and you grabbed the man's shirt to clean them off. The man, with some fancy name like Charles Dupont III or something, laid dead in the shambles of the glass coffee table. You couldn't even remember this man's name; they all seemed to blur together after a while.

Nothing had gone right this evening. Your usual routine of drugging the man and killing him with an injection, had gone completely awry when the drugs didn't knock him out like they should have. And when he’d attacked you, there was nothing you could do aside from take drastic measures. He had to die.

You had to get out of there. Collecting all your items, you rushed out of the room. There was nothing to do but run. You couldn't believe this. Everything you'd fought to achieve, all down the drain because of one mistake.

The city air was frigid and crisp when you finally burst out of the hotel. The chill licked at your exposed skin, your coat still draped over your arm. In the haste of things you hadn't had a chance to put it on. 

Not fully paying attention to your surroundings, you ran into someone. His arms grabbed your waist before you could fall backward. You took in the handsome man. A kind smile danced on his plush lips. He had a scruffy beard, and fluffy hair that made you want to run your fingers through. There was a light of hope in his eyes that you hadn't seen in a long time. Those eyes began to grow worried the more he took you in. Your bloody clothes, your wild eyes, your disarrayed appearance. He cupped your face tilting your head to the side looking at the bleeding gash on your forehead.

"Are you okay?" He asked. The worry in his voice was genuine and you saw your way out of this mess.

It was a hidden talent of yours to be able to cry on command. Came in handy since men could rarely say no to a crying woman. 

You shook your head, tears pooling in your eyes. "I…I got a-attacked," you mumbled out, "I had to defend myself and I-." The sentence hung in the air. Your hand trembled as you toyed with a string on your coat.

"Okay, okay, breathe," the sweet stranger said, grabbing your coat out of your hands and pulling it over your shoulders, “Let's get out of the street. My friend Dayton lives nearby; we can get you cleaned up there."

You nodded, snuggling into him as he put his arm around your shoulder. He began to lead you through the busy city streets. The cars passing by; groups of people laughing as they walked by.  

The stranger was warm and you subconsciously burrowed into him, "What's your name?" you inquired, realizing you didn't know. You’d just blindly chosen to trust the handsome stranger . He wasn't truly not a threat to you with the switchblade in your bra and the other one in your jacket pocket. But you had learned a long time ago not to trust a pretty face. Why was this man any different?

He let out a boyish laugh. "That would have been wise, introducing myself. I'm sorry, the blood sidetracked me, I'm Frank."

"Frank." You repeated his name, testing it on your tongue.

"And you are?"

"Oh I don't tell my name to strangers. It's not safe. " You winked at him and he let out another laugh, clearly amused by this.

"Mind if I give you a nickname then?" Frank asked, tucking you closer into his side. He seemed to look past the fact that you were covered in blood or maybe he thought you were still shaken up and wanted to distract you.

Either way, you wrapped an arm around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder. "Go ahead. Call me whatever you want."

"I'm going to think about it. Letcha know what I come up with."

You nodded,ducking your head to hide your smile, "I look forward to it."

He came to a halt in front of an apartment complex and punched in the code, buzzing you two in. "How close are you two?"

"He's my best friend. We've known each other for years, " Frank grabbed your hand and together you went up the three flights of stairs up to the apartment.

Dayton wasn't home so Frank let you in, giving you supplies to shower, making sure to clean out your wound first. The electricity rippled through the air as he stood between your legs with you sitting on the counter. His nimble fingers were gentle and careful as he cleaned and dressed your gash. You wanted to touch him, a weird yearning that you hadn't had in a long time. You gripped the counter tightly to hide the fact. But the thick sexual tension was waning on you and just as it had become paper thin, he was finished. With a kind smile and a soft kiss on the bandage, he left the room, giving you some privacy. 

You hopped down and glanced into the mirror. Realization dawned on you. There was a dead man in that hotel room. No one would find him until morning but with your knight in shining armor and his friend, it would be hard for you to leave to cover up your tracks.

Turning on the faucet, you cupped some water to splash your face with. Careful to avoid your bandage. Your mind was racing at full speed while your body was on autopilot. Scrubbing the mascara and dried blood from your cheeks and running a washcloth under water for the rest. Every way out was impossible, you were on the fifth floor and the open floor plan wouldn't let you reach the door or the fire escape without detection.

There was a thud as your head fell forward onto the glass, regretting it instantly when your wound throbbed. You shut off the faucet and looked up. "You got this,"you told yourself. "This is not how you will be stopped. You have more to accomplish."

Digging into your pocket, you withdrew your phone. It rang twice before Bucky picked up. "Hello?"

" Buck, I need your help."

"What happened?" You heard some shuffling and Bucky told someone he'd be right back. "Okay I'm back. Are you alright?"

"A John got out of hand. I killed him but I was shaken up so I went out for a smoke. Ran into some guy," You paused to take a breath. You moved the phone to cradle between your cheek and shoulder, "Anyways I had to pretend I'd been hurt and needed rescuing. So I couldn't go back to the scene to tidy up or make it an accident."

"Did anyone hurt you?"

"No, Bucky, I'm fine," you lied, lightly brushing your fingers over your wound and feeling the bruises that you knew were forming all over your body. "I just need a clean up crew." Bucky sighed in relief. "Of course ducky, I'll send Curtis right over, text me the address." 

You slipped out of your clothes and turned on the shower. Curiosity took over and you began to search through the cabinets while the water warmed up. This Dayton guy was a health nut and apparently very attuned with skincare. Such expensive brands. "Thanks Bucky. Will you send me confirmation?"

"Of course. Take care of yourself. You know I worry about my little prodigy."

"Oh shut up," you laughed, "Only woman you don't hate right?" 

"Well…"

Bucky!" you exclaimed, pretending to sound shocked. Honestly you were happy because that would mean he found someone and for Bucky that was huge. For years you had wondered if maybe you and him would have something but he was too much like a brother to you.

"Her name is Bunny and she's even crazier than you, little ducky." You could practically hear the heart eyes in his voice. It bit a little to know she's crazier than you but you were happy for him.

"That's great, Buck. You'll have to introduce us one day."

"We'll see. She's rather possessive sometimes. Anyways send me the text,and I'll get that done."

You  laughed and told him goodbye before hanging up. After shooting the text, you stepped into the shower. Now that everything was taken care of, you felt yourself relax beneath the stream of water.

Changing into the oversized shirt that Frank left you, you took a moment to glance at your phone. A huff of relief blew out at the awaiting text. Bucky had handled the situation. Now all you had to do was focus on the men in the other room. You could hear their chatter from here. Sounded like they were having a blast.

Wrapping your arms around yourself, you walked into the main area. Frank sat on the couch with a beer in his hand. Next to him was a handsome man with messy brown hair. He wore a white tee shirt and some sweats. There was a racing helmet on the dining room table and somehow that made him so much more attractive.

Their conversation ceased when Frank caught sight of you "Ah there's the pretty wildflower I was telling you about, Dayton. Wildflower! That's it!" Frank was so excited that you couldn't help smiling. "I'm gonna call you Wildflower!"

"I like it. Suits her, "Daylon winked, taking a swig of his beer. You ducked your head, trying to appear abashed. Or maybe it wasn't really acting with the way the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach.

Dayton reached out a hand to you when you got closer. You grabbed it, allowing him to help you step over his leg and sit down between the two men. "Are you doing alright? Frank told me what happened?" Dayton asked, reaching out, cupping your cheek. 

You found yourself leaning into it. There was a weird warm feeling spreading in the pit of your stomach. It had been a long time since you had felt safe in the presence of men. Safe enough that you had left your knives in the other room. Hopefully, you won't regret it. "I'm alright. Thank you."

"Want anything to drink?" Frank asked, and you nodded, pointing to the beer in his hands. He smiled. Slapping his knees, he stood up and headed to the fridge. You couldn't help watching his tight ass in those jeans. Tearing your eyes away, you turned back to Dayton, His bright blue eyes were easy to fall into. He gave you a sweet smile that you quickly returned

"I left my bloody clothes in a bag in the bathroom. But I will take them with me when I leave." you reassured him, needing something to break this soft trance you were falling into. 

"You're fine, darling. Important thing is that you're okay." Frank returned, handing you the beer. You took a long sip, feeling the liquid bubble down your throat. You pulled your legs up, and smirked when both men eyed your bare skin. Crossing them criss-cross applesauce, you made sure the large t-shirt covered your panties. "Do you need anything else?" Frank asked, resting his hand lightly on your knee. 

 "Well I should head home at some point," you voiced. It was a true fact but you didn't want to leave. However you had to keep up the shaken up act and ease into wanting to jump both their bones.

 "Home... that's true. We should take you home." Frank said, rubbing circles on your

skin.

"I do have a spare bedroom," Dayton offered, "You could spend the night."

"Oh? I could do that. You know… what I truly need is..."

"What is that, Wildflower?" Frank leaned in a bit. You felt Dayton also shift closer. You probably shouldn't do this but two gorgeous willing men seemed too good to pass up. 

"You two could help me forget about my awful night." You licked your lips, and closed the distance, moving forward. Frank smirked, sealing your lips together. His hands grabbed your hips and you were hauled onto his lap.

Straddling Frank, you grounded your hips down, groaning at the feel of his cock against your core. Dayton scooted even closer, trailing kisses down your neck and pulling at the shirt collar to bare your shoulder. His hand slid down your back, palming your ass. Your hand reached out to card through his lush hair.

Frank's tongue explored your mouth and you let him, enjoying the feel of someone else taking over. Dayton's calloused hand slipped beneath your shirt. The contact sending goosebumps up your skin. His touch was like a flame licking up your spine. 

You detached from the kiss, gasping. A sharp intake of breath and Dayton's lips replaced Frank'

Frank's hands grappled at your shirt until your breasts were exposed. Dayton swallowed your desperate moan as Frank flicked his tongue over your hard nipple, tugging it into his mouth. He was so good with his mouth, that you got even more heated at the mere thought of him between your thighs.

The heated makeout session led to a line of clothes trailing to the bedroom. Frank carried you the whole way with Dayton following quickly behind.

Your body bounced on the bed when Frank tossed you down. Sitting up on your elbows, you watched both men undress. Dayton's body was more defined than Frank, which by no means made Frank any less mouthwatering. It was just clear that Dayton was serious about his workout regimen. Dayton undressed fully first, climbing into bed on your right side. 

He cradled your face, slotting his lips over yours. Careful to avoid pressing on your wound. The kiss was gentle yet building. His tongue ran along your bottom lip asking for permission. Another thing you weren't used to; having men take it slow enough to gauge your reaction. Up until this point in life, men treated you like a toy there for their pleasure. 

Tongues tangled together, hands roamed bodies, and the room felt hotter by the minute. Dayton pulled away to yank the shirt over your head. You took the time to seek out Frank, who had slotted himself between your legs. He gave you a mischievous look, running his hands over your inner thighs. Waiting for you to him to stop. You gave a soft nod and he winked at you, not hesitating to push aside the gullet of your panties and dive in. Your head fell back with a long wailing keen. 

"Mhmm, tastes so fucking sweet," Frank groaned, collecting some of your slick with his fingers and holding it up to Dayton, "Have a taste, man."

Dayton wrapped his lips around his fingers, sucking lewdly and letting out an appreciative hum, "Just like honey."

Frank's  tongue seemed to leave nothing untouched, expertly lapping through your folds, and circling your clit. You actually jumped when he wrapped his lips around the sensitive button, surprised he found it. The tightening in your abdomen was already starting and he'd barely done anything. His mouth fully covered your pussy and began feverishly eating you out. Your back remained arched, unable to relax. The sensations racing through your body made it hard to.

Dayton ducked his head, catching a nipple between his teeth. He bit down slightly before pulling it out. He kissed his way around the hard bud, nibbling and marking the soft skin. His hand kneading the other one.

Your hand was tangled in Frank's hair, tugging on it for support. He was quickly on his way to unraveling you, with only his tongue. A simultaneous hard suck from both of them sent the dam crashing down. Your vision went white, tingles erupting all over and you must have blacked out because the next thing you knew Dayton was positioned between your legs and Frank was lounging beside you.

 Dayton's fingers were so slowly fucking your fluttering hole. He was stroking your walls, like he was seeking something

"Fuck!" you exclaimed when he brushed over that sweet spot.

"That the spot, baby?" Dayton curved his finger, finding it again. You hummed, not finding the right words.

"She's so responsive." Frank's tone was inquiring as he trailed his fingers over your breasts, teasing down your torso. Feather light touches. "So Soft." 

"She's so tight," Dayton groaned as you clenched around him, "I need her wrapped around my cock."

"That's why I'm in high demand, gentlemen," you teased, shutting your eyes in bliss, head falling onto the pillow. Your hand moved across the sheets, finding just what you were searching for. Fingers wrapped around Frank's cock. He hissed softly in your ear, hand grabbing your breast instinctively. 

You pumped him gently, smearing the precum over the tip to ease the movement. Your head twisted to the left, and he kissed you hard. Both of you letting out soft noises against each other's lips.

Dayton's fingers disappeared, leaving you empty. Your sound of protest was cut off by his cock replacing them. You spread your legs wider, allowing him room to push in. He was taking his time but you weren't sure if it was because he was teasing you or trying not  to hurt you.

You bit Frank's lip and pulled away to catch Dayton's eye. "Fuck me like you mean it Dayton. I'm not made of glass."

His eyes darkened with lust and he gave up on his slow pace. Grabbing your hips, he snapped his hips forward, rolling them to create friction and pulled out, repeating the movement, this time faster. "Good boy." You reached up to stroke his cheek with the praise. 

You released Frank and told him to kneel above your head. Like Dayton, he was quick to take initiative. Once Frank was close enough, you grabbed his shaft. tugging him gently forward until you reach his balls. A choked guttural moan fell from his lips when you lathed his balls, using your hand to jerk him off at the same time. Sucking and showering his smooth sacs with attention. They felt nice and heavy on your tongue and you pulled one into your mouth, nuzzling into the base of his cock as you did. His musky manly scent was intoxicating and you found yourself wanting more. Getting wetter and clenching around Dayton. You knew you could spend hours down here, working to ruin Frank.

Dayton grabbed your thighs, pushing them up to your chest. The new angle made you choke on your own spit, letting out strangled moans. His hips snapped faster, making you see stars. Your focus was deterred for a moment, releasing his ball with a pop. But the whiny needy sound Frank made had you gripping his cock tighter, working him faster. You lightly scraped your teeth over the heavy balls hanging in your face. Licking over the spots to soothe the bite.

You doubled down on drawing destroyed sounds from Frank. Dayton's hands digging into your skin harder, and he also began quickening his pace. His thumb found your clit, rubbing small tight circles.

Your second orgasm was cresting, ready to spill at any moment but you weren't done yet.  You arched your neck, replacing your tongue with your free hand, and continued licking up towards his puckered hole . Frank wasn't expecting this but seemed to like when he felt your tongue trailing that way. He scooted forward , straddling your head.

"Oh my God, fuck!"

Frank's moan filled the room as you prodded the hole, swirling the tip of your tongue over the puckered rim. Licking it in flicking motions. Blowing on it lightly and Frank shivered above you. The hand cupping his balls, moved to his thigh and you dug your nails in, arching your neck to get a better angle. "Feels so good, don't stop, Wildflower."

You speared your tongue, pushing against the muscle. Frank's sounds were so sweet as you began to tongue fuck his ass. Your hand working in time with your tongue. His balls tightened against your chin and just as he came, Dayton pinched your clit, setting off your orgasm. Washing over you in a hot wave. "That's a good girl," Dayton praised, "so fucking tight. I'm not gonna last with you milking me like this."

Frank's cum painted your abdomen and mound, hot and sticky. You jerked him until he was completely spent. Dayton's orgasm followed closely after yours, fluttering around him and he pulled out, shooting onto your abdomen, combining with Frank's. 

Both men fell exhaustedly besides you, snuggling closer. "Fuck that was amazing," Frank huzzled into your neck. You felt Dayton nod against your shoulder, "Better than anything I've experienced before."

"Mhmm. Looks like you boys made quite a mess," you clicked your tongue, dipping your finger through the mixed cream, and popping it in your mouth. Their heads raised to watch the action and you felt thrilled that they fell for the bait. "I think it's only fair that you clean it up.

'Yes ma'am," Frank said in a breathless tone.

"Anything you want, " Dayton agreed, already shifting so he could lap at the sticky substance. Frank following his lead.

You propped yourself up to get a better view. There was something powerful and enthralling about watching these men licking their own cum off your skin.

"Such good boys. Make sure you get it all." Neither man looked up until they had gotten every last drop. Only then did they glance up at you, two pairs of different shades of blue, waiting for your next instructions. You felt your pussy clench, getting excited over the fact that they were willing to let you be in control. "Seal it with a kiss, babes."

You kept your face neutral as they took in your words. Dayton leaned in first but Frank closed the distance. It wasn't a tame first kiss. No, this was downright filthy, 'I've been wanting to do this for years' kind of kiss. Watching them had you soaked and needing more. Your body however was far too tired for that. As soon as they pulled aparted, you reached for them, so you would all rest on the pillows. You kissed one then the other praising them on how good they did before burying yourself in a cocoon of their warmth. 

Come morning you'd have to deal with what this all meant. Until then you were going to bask in the afterglow of this amazing night.

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[masturbucky]

Hi :D

My name is Daniel or just D, my pronouns are he/they, I'm from Ukraine (russians dni). Spent almost three silent years in tumblr but yeeeaaahhh, as you see it was only a matter of time til I speak on my own shit. I have no idea what I'm doing, by the way. :D

I enjoy dark fics, fun shit, sometimes fluff and of course smut (I'm 18!), there will be like tons of random things. i will do x readers/my OC only. Fem readers, gn readers, transmasc readers.

Will write for characters:

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier (MCU)

Wanda Maximoff (MCU)

Chris Beck (The Martian)

Steve Kemp (Fresh)

Kyle Spencer (AHS)

Denji (Chainsaw Man)

Nick Fowler (The 355)

Frank (Endings/Beginnings)

Dayton White (Logan Lucky)

Joe Goldberg (You)

Love Quinn (You)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Five Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Silco (Arcane)

Jinx (Arcane)

Keigo Takami/Hawks (BNHA)

Eddie Brock/Venom (MCU)

PLATONIC Tony Stark (MCU)

Din Djarin (Mandalorian)

Donnie (Rottmnt)

Carl Grimes (TWD)

Negan Smith (TWD)

Probably will add more/change with time!

IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS, IT'S ALWAYS OPEN! I do not guarantee that I will write it, but anything that is for mentioned earlier characters and that is not including the things below, I'll take it!

What I WON'T do:

Angst related to cheating

Break-up angst

Death of mentioned characters and/or reader/oc

Anything related to russians or russia in general

transphobia, homophobia, biphobia, racism, xenophobia in any way and shape (except for russophobia, as I mentioned we hate russians there, so I might from time to time remind you that<3)

Probably will add more/change with time!

Send me a request, I'm bored and I'll probably go insane if I wont write something :p

[chaotictarlos]

Get to know my writing

Tagged by the lovely @shadesofdeviant

What is your total posted word count on AO3? 335017

How often do you write? I try to write a little bit every single day. Writing is a stress release for me and it helps me to center myself sometimes.

Do you have a routine for writing?  I don't think I really do? I get a lot of ideas when talking with friends and sort of build up a story and throw it on my WIP list until I can get to it. I always try to create a calm environment for me to work in and try to write at my desk because it makes me feel like I'm being more productive.

What’s your favorite tropes/pairing? My favorite pairing to write is, of course, Tarlos. Followed by Ducky (Bucky Barnes x Dayton White) and Fransom (Frank - from Endings Beginnings - x Ransom Drysdale) - both are crackships I came up with me. I love all the tropes, they're all so good. My favorites have to be angst, slow burn, and anything blank to lovers.

Do you have a favorite fic of yours? I really love my current Soulmate AU I'm writing With love, your soulmate and my fic, Back to You.

Your fic with the most kudos? The must kudos I've gotten is 323

Anything you don’t like about your writing? I don't think my dialogue writing is as good as it could be. It's something that I am trying to be better at.

Now something you do like?  I think I write angst and smut really well.

Tagging: @ronensass @noxsoulmate @sapphire11 @tailoredshirt @beautifulhigh @cowlos-reyes @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @steveng-rogers @cametobuyplums @11thstreetvigilante

[starrysebby]

As a reader, I’m constantly on the fanfic train on tumblr. Please check out this Materlist I compiled of my favorite series, oneshots, & drabbles! And spread some love for these talented writers if fanfiction is something you enjoy.❤️

(Warning: all these works are explicit, please proceed with caution. this masterlist is for the seb stan whores.✨ lee bodecker and bucky barnes will have their own separate masterlist found here since this one got pretty long. c. evans will be up next😉)

Sebastian Stan & Characters

Sebastian Stan

Petals in the Bathtub - @champangebucky

Sebastian convincing you to have another baby... - @starshipsofstarlord

Always The Bridesmaid - @whiskey-cokenfanfic

angry smut - @multiii-stan

out for a run - @balenciagabucky

Call Out My Name - @cap-evanns

Daddy Issues - @sugardaddysebby

Mysterious, Back Alley Man. - @please-buckme

Doctor Daddy - @mypoisonedvine

camp fire - @sebastdollgirl

ddlg request - @nsfwsebbie

distractions - @celestialbarnes

Mickey Henry

The drug in me is you - @h0unds-of-h3ll

Grinding On You - @happygowriting

Flaws - @cjsinkythoughts

Chris Beck

Rebuff - @sapphirescrolls

Problems Of A Spaceman - @pepsicup

His Star - @navybrat817

leave out all the rest - @avintagekiss24

Quiet - @navybrat817

Lance Tucker

Stretching - @slothspaghettiwrites

Mile High Gold - @samwilsons-pillowpecs

Taking Care Of Needs - @badassbuchanan

Use You - @lenavonschweetz

cumming too quickly request - @plumfondler

Dayton White

Curves - @nano--raptor

Red Velvet - @uncafeavecbarnes (includes Lance T.)

Carter Baizen

A Hands on Activity - @jobean12-blog

Made For Sin: Part 1 - @klmurr

Stuck With You - @mypoisonedvine

Charles Blackwood

rough sex - @thewritingdoll

Double Take - @mypoisonedvine (includes Bucky B.)

All The Time In The World - @quxxnxfhxll

Wake Up - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

cattivo fino all'osso. - @nsfwsebbie

Would you ever say, if you love me please stop? - @sweeterthanthis

Cherries and Lace - @mariessecretfantasies

hold me tight or don’t - (includes Lee B.) @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog

Jefferson

rock the boat - @mypoisonedvine

Scarves - @constantwriter85

Freezing - @foxgloveprincess

Stay still! - @mypoisonedvine

Destroyer!Chris

not all who wander are lost. - @nsfwsebbie

right now - @nano--raptor

Chase Collins

Pain in the Ass - @vagababez

Chaos - @melodramaticfanatic-blog

season of the witch - @angelicthor

[jobean12-blog]

Easy Ride

Pairing: Dayton White x reader

Word Count: 513

Summary: You and Dayton take the Ferrari out for a ride but that’s not the only thing...

Author’s Note: This is something I’ve wanted to write for a while and since my beautiful friend @eurynome827 recently hit 2.5K followers (Congratulations love! You deserve it and more❤❤) I thought I would just share this and write it for her. This is only my second Dayton piece (Ps you need to check out hers because they are amazing- as are all her stories!!!) and I am all about a red Ferrari...and Dayton. Enjoy! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf​

Warnings: a hot car and oral sex- male rec (18+ ONLY PLEASE) 

Dayton starts the engine and the cabin vibrates with an animalistic sound, almost as if a ferocious beast is trying to break free. You giggle and instinctively grab his thigh when he steps on the gas and your body is pressed into the leather seat.

The road is a wide expanse of black pavement and blue sky as Dayton effortlessly drives around the curves and speeds ahead. You can’t stop the adrenaline that rushes through you and when you steal a glance at Dayton it’s clear he’s feeling the rush.

Your fingers dig into his thigh, massaging the muscle as you get comfortable and settle into the Ferrari’s exhilarating ride. Dayton handles the car with an ease that turns you on, his grip on the steering wheel relaxed until you start inching your hand higher up his leg.

His thighs fall open and fill the small space in the driver’s seat as his lips turn up into a smirk. Your turn slightly in the seat, pressing your palm against the growing bulge in his pants. He sucks in a breath, the muscles in his thigh shifting under your hand as you work open his pants.

Your fingers wrap around him and run down his soft skin, his knuckles turning white from the grip he has on the leather steering wheel. You pump your hand up and down, softly at first but when you see the look on his face you squeeze harder.

Your head disappears from view and you slide him into your mouth, your tongue licking across the tip before rolling down the length of him. He removes one hand from the wheel, somehow still able to command control of the car and rests it on your head, pushing down lightly.

You swallow more of him, desperate for as much of him in your mouth that can fit and continue moving your hand in tandem. Your lips withdraw to the tip, rolling your tongue around him before you take him deeper.

His hand holds you in place as he fucks your mouth, small sounds of pleasure falling from his parted lips as he steps harder on the gas pedal. The rush of speed moves through you and you moan around him, feeling him tighten before he spills himself down your throat.

You make sure to get every drop before gracefully sliding your mouth off him and holding his stare while you swallow. You curl your lips into a triumphant smile and lean over to kiss his neck.

“I love this car Day,” you simper. “Such a smooth ride.”

Dayton pulls over on the empty road, still panting when he turns his head to stare at you. He says nothing as he moves the seat back as far as it will go, patting his thigh for you to come sit. You lift your skirt and carefully move over the center console to straddle him.

His hands grip your waist as he brushes his lips to yours, positioning you above him.  “It is a smooth ride sweetheart, but we both know I’m your favorite.”

[badassbuchanan]

Bucky Barnes / The Winter Soldier

Sheriff Lee Bodecker

Lance Tucker

Charles Blackwood

Chris Beck

Dayton White

Seb’s characters I write for.

[nano--raptor]

Curves

Pairing: Dayton White x Female Reader

Words: 1748

Warnings: 18+ ONLY. This is basically porn without plot😏 Warnings for smut, oral (fem rec), sex, cursing, dirty talk, and a bit of praise kink

A/N: Written for my lovely, @eurynome827​​ to celebrate 2K FOLLOWERS!! Congratulations hun! You are wonderful, it’s a pleasure to know you, and I appreciate youuu❤ For the challenge I chose the prompt lingerie, and wanted to give writing our favorite speed racer a try. I had fun with this, and I hope you enjoy! 🥰

18+ ONLY Do Not click keep reading if you are under 18.

That Ferrari. The only thing that he might possibly love more than you. Bright red, flashy, and sexy, your lips match the paint finish tonight, and the rest of your outfit is black. Dayton’s second favorite color.

He opens the door for you after dinner, helping you into the car, eyeing the top of your stockings peeking through the slit of your dress with lust in his eyes as you sit down.

“Oops.” You throw him a wink before he shuts the door, knowing it’ll fluster him just a little bit. He wasn’t always as put together as he looked. A few strands of his hair are out of place when he gets into the car, and he smooths them back effortlessly, glancing your way as he fires up the engine. The car roars to life, settling into a satisfying purr that makes your lips twitch into a smile, and Dayton has that smug, satisfied look on his face as he looks back to the road.

The car hugs the pavement, gliding smoothly around corners until Dayton opens her up on the highway. You catch him sneaking another glance at you, and you can’t help biting your lower lip as the Ferrari’s power rumbles through you. That smug smile crosses his face again, Dayton knows you love feeling it, he loves it too. You’d felt the car’s vibrations many times before; he’d had you spread out on the hood more than once and there were photos to prove it. 

“Dayton,” you breathed, your body revving up as the car sped down the road, hugging every curve with ease. “We should head home.” His gaze slid to you for a moment, a smirk on his face and eyebrow raised as he teased you. “Don’t you wanna go for a drive baby?”

“Not tonight. I have something I want to show you.”

Dayton rests his hand on your thigh and you place yours on top. He squeezes your leg, then threads his fingers with yours and raises your hand to his lips, his eyes flashing with a spark of desire.

After pulling into the garage at home, Dayton kills the engine and the silence makes you shiver.  He gets out first and opens your door, helping you out of the car now. You lean in and peck a quick kiss against his lips, lightly swiping your tongue over his bottom one before you pull away. His breath catches and his gaze runs over your body, pulling his lip between his teeth. He wants you. He wants you, but you want him too. You have all night.

Stepping past him, you walk around the front of the car, trailing your finger over her curves as you head towards the door. Over to the driver’s side and up the hood, then you pause, smirking, and run your fingers over your own body instead, up your chest and along your collarbone. Dayton watches, following the path of your fingers, until one stops caught between your teeth. His gaze flicks from your bright red lips, curled in a smirk, to your eyes, and he stares into your soul, practically devouring you as he stalks towards you.

“Inside, sweetheart. Now.” The door is hardly closed and he has a grip on your wrist, pulling you towards him and capturing your lips in a searing kiss. You melt into it, a whine escaping your throat as his touch sends fire through your veins. You back him against the wall, pressing your body against his, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him desperately, hungrily. He smirks against your mouth and he pulls you closer, his hands on your hips holding you tightly. 

Feeling for the zipper of your dress, he finds it and drags it down, smoothing his hand over your exposed skin, before pushing it from your shoulders. You shimmy out of it, your black lingerie now on display for him, his eyes roving over your body appreciatively. His eyes are dark, hungry, predatory, and before you can ask him if he likes it, his mouth is on yours again and he's picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and carrying you to the bedroom.

The two of you fall onto the bed, Dayton's lips on your skin now as he worships your body. He makes his way down, your hands gripping his shoulders, until he pauses to rid himself of his shirt. Then he's back, his lips moving over your skin reverently. He trails his tongue along the edges of black lace, and you gasp his name. He smiles, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes.

"So beautiful baby, gorgeous. You're so sexy."

"Dayton. Please baby, I need you." You sound desperate and the words come out in a whine but you can’t help yourself. You’re revved up, craving him. Needing him. With a smirk, Dayton moves further down, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder and nudging your core with his nose.

"Mm, you ready for me sugar?" His tongue teases along the edge of your panties and you ache for him, needing his mouth against you. A whine falls from your lips and you beg him, sighing with relief when his finger hooks into the lace, pushing it aside so his tongue can lap at you. Another moan as he licks straight over your core, flicking your bundle of nerves before pushing his tongue inside.

Your hips buck against his face and his hands grab them, holding you down as he pushes harder against you. You're whining already, trying to get more, to get closer to his face, needing him deeper. He fucks you with his tongue, heating you up and pushing you closer, before withdrawing his tongue and licking up over your clit. His lips close around it and he sucks, making your back arch off the bed, flicking it with the tip of his tongue until your cries fill the room and the wave crashes over you.

His tongue laves over you slowly, fire in his eyes as you come down, and then he's crawling over you, kissing you hungrily with your release still on his lips.

“So good sweetheart, so delicious. But I gotta have you.” He kisses along your jaw and down your throat, nipping at your skin, his hard length pressing against your thigh. You’re in a daze from your orgasm but you’re able to shift when he unclasps your bra, allowing him to pull it off and toss it across the room. Your hands wander over his body, toned muscle and smooth skin, until you’re fumbling with his pants, unbuttoning them and trying to shove them off. A whimper escapes you and he chuckles, nuzzling into your neck before moving away to pull them off.

When he’s back you sigh, wrapping your arms around him as he nudges your legs apart again. Hooking one leg over his hip, you can feel him at your entrance, his crown pressing against you making you clench and whimper, needing him inside you more than anything else.

“Please Day, baby please.” You’re mumbling, unable to feel anything else except him, he’s permeating your senses, your infatuation with him only matched by his with you. A broken moan falls from your lips when he pushes in, and you scratch at his back, trying to pull him closer. He hisses, bottoming out inside your tight heat and running a hand over your stocking-clad thigh.

“Fuck sweetheart, you always feel so fuckin’ good.” He buries his face in your neck, nipping at your skin again while he finds a rhythm, moving in and out of you, filling you completely and driving you towards ecstasy. He seems to be able to hit every perfect spot inside of you, but then he angles his hips just so, and oh, it makes you see stars. You cry out, clutching him harder, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him closer with each thrust, your hips rocking up to meet his.

Dayton shifts, taking your legs from around his waist and pushing them back against your stomach to deepen the angle, and when your eyes fly open, his flash dangerously, a devilish grin on his face.

“Oh yeah baby, just like that. Takin’ me so well, looking so pretty in this little outfit. You know I love it when you dress up for me.” His smooth voice washes over you and you’re drifting away, being pushed closer to bliss with every thrust of him into you. He’s grunting now too, head thrown back while he grips your thighs, sweat beading across his chest, and you want to get your tongue all over him. You whine again, arching your back, rocking your hips against his, and you wrap your hand around his wrist and squeeze as you balance right on the edge.

“Dayton….” You gasp his name, and he fucks into you harder, panting and urging you on under his breath, curses and praises alike showering over you, and then you’re screaming and clenching down around him, flooding over him as white hot bliss explodes within you. Dayton groans, low and rough, fucking you through your orgasm, driving deeper as he chases his own release now. A few more hard, deep thrusts, his eyes squeezed shut and teeth clenched, then his whole body is tensing, and he throbs inside you as he comes with a loud groan. He lets your legs go and collapses against you, panting and spent. Rolling to the side, he pulls you against him with a chuckle.

"Damn baby. You in lingerie drives me fuckin wild." You grin, curling against him and running your fingers over his chest as you try to catch your breath. He trails his finger over your hip with a hum, tracing over your curves now, up and around the edge of the garter belt.

“You like it?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Mmm. I’ll have to show you the red set next time.” Dayton’s eyes go wide and he just grins.

“You’re killin’ me sweetheart. But in the best way.” Then he rolls over, pulling you on top of him and you shriek with laughter, rolling your hips against him and making him groan through his smirk.

“I can keep going baby, just tell me what you like.” Dayton pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes darkening again at the sight of you.

“I’ll have you any way you want baby girl, all night long.”

[georgiapeach30513]

Kinktober 2021, Day 21: Uniform Play

Summary:  Why is Dayton so hot in that driver’s suit?

Pairings:  Dayton White X Reader

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, ab riding, very minor fingering, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  430

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Dayton is a fucking hazard to your health.  Another race won, and more interviews afterward.  His bright blue eyes constantly flicking over to you.  That sinful little slut tongue licking along his lips, and those long legs with thick thighs in his driver’s suit make your mouth water.  He knows it too.  Every time he meets your gaze, he practically sees you drooling, undressing him with your eyes, but he doesn’t care.  He’s playing a good game to the camera, but he knows that not much turns you on than seeing him slightly sweaty, with that tight orange jumpsuit on him.

That perfect ball cap, but when he takes it off his hair is the perfect amount of messy.  “Thanks, but I really have some things that I need to do,” he announces, watching you turn to walk into his trailer.  Neither of you have to announce your relationship.  It’s easier to be anonymous.  When Dayton meets you in the trailer, all you’re wearing nothing but a number 63 shirt, with a few of his sponsors.  You know what turns him on as well.

“I couldn’t wait to get in here with you,” he says, a bit of a devious smirk on his face.  “But I am quite tired.”

“Don’t care.  Let me do the work.”

“You gonna ruin my uniform again?”

Biting your lip, you nod your head when he lays down on the bed, his arms and legs outstretched, and even though you’re horny as hell you giggle.  Slinging a leg over him, he lifts up his shirt, seeing there’s nothing between you and his uniform.  “You do know how expensive these things are right?”

“Get another sponsor,” your body grinds over him, and you already see how blissful he becomes.  The fire-retardant material rubbing against your nub perfectly.  Your juices leak out onto his abs, and his finger wedges in between his abs and your core, moaning at just how wet you are.

“Ah, fuck!  No.  This isn’t getting replaced,” he brings his fingers to your mouth, and you suck off your arousal from his finger.  Continuing to grind over him, until you build up that fury.  “You gonna make the biggest mess on here?  It’ll be my good luck suit?”

“Day -- ton,” your voice whimpers feeling yourself right on the edge.

“Fucking cum on this suit!” he grunts, holding tightly to your hips, and you completely come undone, your head throws back to ceiling while you convulse over him.  “Shit, babe.  You soaked it.  You want to get off on my helmet?  It does need waxing.”

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[cadencejames87]

Is it too much to ask the universe...

to let me fall asleep next to these men?

Who am I kidding, we’re not sleeping at all... Use me together, in rotation, I don’t care! Just ruin me!

[my-recklesshope]

i’m just going to say this now: i’m glad seb is coming back into the circuit because i can see that he’s just a genuinely nice person and he deserves all of the positive attention so fucking much. none of the negative shit. get that outta here!! BLEUGH

and as for this picture…i feel it in my soul, damn.

[stardustkendall]

no thoughts just race car driver seb

[killmongerdreams]

okay but imagine dayton white giving you victory head: he's just won the biggest race of his life and he's just buzzing with energy afterwards, can't contain the smile on his face if you paid him to. as soon as he gets the chance, he's pulling you away, away from the gaggle of people trying to get pictures and congratulate him. he guides you to the trailer they use to move his car race to race, throwing open the driver's seat door and throwing you across the seats. it's tight fit, but there's /just/ enough room for him to get your pants and panties off. he bends over you, still wearing his hat and that goddamn jumpsuit, and just goes to town, mouth working at your heat as soon as you spread your legs. he's frantic with it, the hands holding on to your hips are shaking, tongue and teeth and lips working in tandem to get you off. all the while, you're guiding his head, fingers wrapped around the bill off his cap. you find your release not once, not twice, but /three/ times before he finally lets up, pulling away, boyish grin pulling at his sinful lips.

 "Did I do good, darlin'?" he asks you, southern accent just that much thicker, dripping from his mouth like honey. you're nodding, blissful and breathless at the sudden turn of events as he cleans you up the best he can, using napkins he finds from the glove department. eventually you two make it back to the crowd and his friends hunt you down, asking where the two of you went off to. the words die on their lips as they take in the blush high on your cheeks and the way his lips are too pink, plump and swollen. 

 "Do a little celebratin' on your own, White?" the man in question just shrugs, tugging you into his side by your waist. he hides his sly grin in your hair, pale eyes shinin' with mischief. "Had to get my girl as excited as I was, is all."

[jobean12-blog]

Dayton White Masterlist

Masterlist Banner by @happygowriting​ thank you so much love!!!

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Easy Ride *

[badassbuchanan]

what if we said Lance Tucker & Chris Beck & Dayton White ?

Nope. Nah. Mmh mmh.

Hear me out.

All 3 of these beauties have jobs which would require them to be away quite a bit. So marrying them would be hard, and include a whole lot of sacrifice, but damn when they came home, the love was explosive.

Keeping their absence in mind, fucking them would actually be more of an inconvenience than marriage. You’d have none of the stability of a relationship, constantly knowing they could be out fucking whoever they wanted, so when they came back, it didn’t really mean anything other than a hot half an hour?

And Killing? Yeah sure, all of them would piss you off in one way or another, but seriously, look at that face. They’d be making you smile again in an instant, knowing that you were unable to stay mad at them forever.

Dayton

Marry: he’d point you out after every win “that’s my girl” he’d smile, knowing that you’d be there to cheer him on - you’d never missed a race

Fuck: this man spends enough of taking control out on the track, but in bed, he’s all about watching you ride him

Kill: another last minute race meant another last minute cancellation of a family dinner “Dayton you promised we’d be there this time!” He’d give you the puppy dog eyes, a sympathetic smile on his face. “I know baby, I’m sorry. We’ll go next time.”

Lance

Marry: despite how the world saw him, Lance was a big softie. Sure, he was also hot headed, dramatic and vein beyond belief. But you knew if you were having a bad day or really needed him, he’d be right by your side to take care of you.

Fuck: he’d take you wherever and whenever he pleased, knowing exactly what to do to get you begging for him. Even if that meant doing it in public.

Kill: He bragged to people in extreme detail about your sex life, even though you’d explicitly told him not to 100 times before. You knew he was doing whenever you caught a sickeningly smug smile wash over his face.

Chris

Marry: god you missed him when he was away, but he never failed to make you feel so special, even when he wasn’t there. He’d plan gifts in advance, hiding them around the house with “do not open until..” stickers on so he never missed an occasion.

Fuck: He treated you like a Princess, catering to your every need and that didn’t stop in the bedroom. The most generous lover you’d ever been with.

Kill: he promised you his job wasn���t “too dangerous”. But whenever he was home and he told you about all the near misses of things that could / had gone wrong, it rationalised why you stressed about him every night he was gone.

Point proven, it’s impossible to pick 😇 x