#he teases and talks back like he's the shit but the next thing u know he's whining and bitching ab how u wont fuck him

[redr0sewrites]

i need to write more for switch eris this is not a drill

as usual im yapping in the tags 💀

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

could u pls write a fic about a plus sized reader noticing Spencer doesnt look at her alot so one morning she wears lingerie and a see through robe and she teases him until he just takes her on the couch?

༉‧₊˚. 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 || 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

— pairing: spencer reid x plus size!reader

— summary: listen, it wasn't that you didn't love the domestic life with spencer, but god, you just really missed being touched (and penelope has a solution).

— warnings: uhh this is almost 3k of pwp firstly, penelope being the best wingwoman to ever exist, lingerie, teasing, unprotected sex, couch sex, vaginal sex, sub!spencer reid, dom!reader, kind of switch spencer and reader at the end, riding, heavy petting, subspace if you squint, mentions of oral sex (m and f rec), the reader is lowkey a freak (and penelope instigates it), clothed sex, the reader is dressed and spencer isn't, i held myself back from including a mommy kink, but that's the best you're getting from me, a lack of foreplay (be considerate folks), consent kink, praise kink.

— wc: 2817

⋆ a/n: HEY SO i really let this get away from me in the sense of this was meant to kind of be dom!spencer but i blinked and all of a 2k was written of sub!spencer so yikes!! but i really enjoyed writing this, it's been literally forever since i've written pwp so... here ya go!! i'm trying to be more organized with uploading because i really want to clear out my drafts before starting any new projects.

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“Pen, have you ever seen those TikToks where it’s like ‘he has a whole woman in his bed yet he’s playing World of Warcraft’ or some shit like that?” You ask the phone that’s tucked under your chin.

You’re in the middle of putting up laundry, but a feeling of unrest bubbled beneath your skin.

Penelope laughs, “And let me guess, that’s how you feel right now?” 

You sigh, looking down at the shirt that refuses to turn inside out. You throw it back in the hamper with a huff before grabbing a pair of – Spencer’s – jeans.

“I just – I’m not with Spencer for just sex, you know that, but it’s been like… forever since I’ve gotten any.” You can’t even listen to yourself talk.

“We’ve been in this like… domestic bliss stage, and while I love waking up to breakfast in bed and giggly showers, I’m horny and every time he does something so normal – something that shouldn’t even be considered sexy – I have to hold myself back from jumping his bones.” 

Penelope lets out a rather unattractive chortle, but she continues. “Listen sister, while I love the Boy Genius as much as the next person, he’s kinda dense. With all those brains, he’s rather hard-headed when it comes to romance.”

“I know, I know, and those are one of the reasons why I love him! The denseness is cute, but I’m starting to think I sabotaged myself.” You look down longingly at the MIT t-shirt. Spencer was away at the office right now, so that means whatever conversation you were having with the colorful woman on the other end was completely inappropriate.

“You know what I think?” She starts. “Oh God.” You sigh fondly. “Oh, hush! Don’t even act like my ideas aren’t good! Anyway… If there’s one thing I’ve learned from being quite the seductress myself, is that at the end of the day a man is a man, and they can be reduced down to their most primal instincts.”

“What are you saying?” You inquire curiously with furrowed eyebrows. “I’m saying that you gotta work with what ya mama gave ya! Men are dumb, they see a tit or a nice ass and they lose all cognitive function. So what I’m saying is to put on some lingerie and act like a little minx! Guys love it when you tease them and act like you don’t know what you’re doing! It’s about the chase, my fellow curvaceous protege.”

“So you’re saying to… seduce him?”  

“That’s exactly what I’m saying – Oh! Good morning sir! Yes, sorry, I’ll call you back when I’ve got the answer to what you need… yes okay bye-bye!” And with that, you’re left listening to the silence. 

You laugh, shaking your head in exasperation before taking a seat on the bed.

Seduce him, huh? The notion almost seems ridiculous, but it really isn’t that far fetched. You’ve had sex with Spencer before, you know how his brain works, what gets him needy and what parts of you turn him on. Maybe it’s not such a bad idea.

You don’t really own any lingerie, because for one, the material that’s supposedly the back of your underwear gets swallowed by your ass, and two, Spencer’s never complained about your granny panties. But hey, it doesn’t hurt to look right?

Okay, seduce Spencer Reid is a go.

Taking one last scrutinizing look in the bathroom mirror, you leave quietly, walking into the kitchen and pouring yourself a glass of coffee. Liquid courage as they say.

The light pink sheer robe hangs off of your ample form, the fuzz on the edge of your sleeves getting in your way and irritating you. God, if this doesn’t work, a woman by the name of Penelope Garcia is going to find herself six feet underground.

Spencer sat on the couch slipping his feet into a pair of mismatched socks – you’ve stopped trying to organize them a while ago – tucking them into his converse. He’s off today, probably having plans with the bookstore and the park before offering to make the both of you dinner. It’s endearing to say the least, but food is not something you're hungry for.

“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” You ask before taking a sip of your coffee. He hasn’t looked up, but you’re facing him now, your scantily clad body exposed by the thin satin of your white bra and underwear. A devil in disguise (you hope).

“Hmm, I was thinking about playing chess in the park for an hour or two before going to the bookstore. A new novel about quantum physics just came out, and even though it’ll probably be about stuff I already know, I’m always willing to look at it from a different perspec…” Spencer finally looked up, his sentence slurring a bit. “...tive.”

“Ah! That sounds exciting! I’ll text you what I want for dinner later if that’s okay? Or would you rather I go shopping with you?”

He blinks, his mouth hanging open intelligently, as though he’s still trying to process exactly what he’s seeing. “Yes. I mean no - I mean… I… what are you wearing?”

You spare a lazy look down, as though you had forgotten you even had the thing on.

“Oh this? It’s just really hot in the apartment today. So make sure you bring some sunscreen and a fan, yeah? Don’t want you getting a sunburn or having a heat stroke.”

“I - I’ve never seen that set before, is it new?” He stammers. You click your tongue as if you genuinely had to date the outfit back, when in reality the tags to the set itself sits pretty in the bathroom trash can. “I have no idea honestly, it looked comfortable though, so I just slipped it on. You don’t mind, right?”

“I… no. I don’t.”

You beam at him, “Perfect. Oh! Let me make you some coffee before you go, I know how hard it is for you to start your day without it.” 

You turn back around, and you could hear Spencer fruitlessly swallow a gasp. The back of your underwear might as well have been a piece of string, because your ass cheeks were basically eating the material. It was uncomfortable, but oh well, beauty is pain.

You smirk in victory, pulling out a medium sized thermos and pouring the rest of the liquid in it.

You didn’t hear him move, let alone walk behind you, but two large hands placed themselves respectively on your hips, the man tucking his face in the side of your neck. You shiver at the hot blow of air that escapes through his nose, and his grip on your skin turns a little tighter.

“What are you doing?” The question is mumbled, but you don’t miss it. “What does it look like? I’m making you coffee, silly.” He huffs. “No. I mean what are you doing to me?”

He presses forward, pushing his half hard cock between your cheeks. It was your turn to gasp, and you couldn’t help but put down the pot of coffee, pushing the now full thermos away to avoid any future hazards. 

You hold on to the edge of the counter, tilting your head further to the side to give the needy man more access. He takes the hint, peppering sweet, heated kisses on the sensitive skin of your throat. You shiver once more, sighing out a smile.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You know lying is useless, especially with the way your voice sounded so breathless. “You know you’re a terrible liar.” It was a playful dig, and his palms had begun to move, pushing on your full stomach to put more of your weight on him.

“Hm, but you don’t know every single thing I have in the closet, now do you?” You remark, yelping when he nipped at your earlobe. “Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong and you know it.” You do. “Do I?”

“This is terrible foreplay.” He jokes and you giggle. “I’d say I’m doing a pretty good job, don’t you think?” You push your hips back and add a bit of friction onto his cock. He groans and you feel your pussy pulse.

“You always do a good job.” Spencer murmurs.

You’re turned around so you can face him, and you wish you could take a picture to savor the look on his face. He’s beet red, cheeks and ears flushed a beautiful hue that leaves a twinge of pride pooling in your stomach.

He cups your face, drawing you in for a long awaited kiss. 

You sigh into him, hands twisting at the sleeves of his cardigan to pull him closer. He lets you in exchange of pushing you against the counter until your lower back is digging uncomfortably into the marble.

“Where do you wanna go?” He finally breathes. You stare at him as if you were in a daze before processing his question with a blink. “Couch?” You ask. “Whatever you want.” He says before joining your lips together once more.

He walks the both of you backwards slowly, and he takes advantage of when your mouth parts in a moan as he flicks his tongue against the top of your lip. He tastes like toothpaste and you might be a little crazy to think that it makes him way sexier than it should.

Your eyes flutter open and you push him away with hands on his chest gently.

“Do you trust me?” You gasp.

“Of course.”

“Good.” You say with a smirk.

You make sure he’s close enough to the edge of the couch when you push him on it, quickly clambering onto his lap and settling your hands on his shoulders; his fall naturally to your waist and you grin.

“Hi.” You whisper quietly. “Hey.” He responds back just as hushed. “You can grab my ass, you know.” You tease and his eyes widen just slightly. “I…” You guide his palms to hold the meat of your ass and he grips.

“God.” It tumbles from his lips in a whimper and you fucking melt. 

“Sorry I’ve been such a tease today, Spencie.” You say sweetly with a fake pout. “I just needed you so bad and you’ve been so, so sweet to me, my sweet boy. I didn’t want to ruin it by asking you to fuck me stupid.”

“You wouldn’t have ruined it.” He corrects with a whine. You had begun to grind down on him and he gripped you tightly, helping you rut against him. “No?” You question. He shakes his head quickly, his hair bouncing along with the swings.

“No. ‘Would’ve done anything you asked.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“So, if I asked you to let me suck your dick until I’ve sucked the soul out of you, would you have let me? How about if I asked you to eat my pussy for breakfast, huh? Would you have done it?”

“Yes, yes, God yes! I want to… I wanna do all those things so badly.” He groans, all but pawing at you now. 

“I bet you do,” You coo. “I guess I haven’t been the only one pent up. But that’s okay, because I’ve got you, yeah?”

“Yeah.” 

You smile, leaning in to give him a kiss before traveling downwards to his belt and wrangling it open. You popped open the buttons of his jeans, sliding back so you can tug them down his legs. 

“Up.” You command softly and he obliges. 

You’re faced with his hardened cock bulging from under his black underwear.

“Oh… is this for me?” You know you’re being mean when you drag your fingertips over the spot where precum has begun to pool, only putting slight pressure on it just to hear that sweet sound of his breath hitching.

“Yes – it’s all for you.” Spencer whines and throws his head back against the couch. “All for me? My goodness…” You trail off as you drag his underwear down his thighs. His cock springs up and bobbles against his clothed stomach.

“Can I –” He licks his lips, “Can I take my shirt off?”

“Of course, my love.” You were just about to ask him anyway.

As he rids himself of his top you get up for a split second to take his pants and underwear off fully. As you go to undress yourself, he stops you.

“W— wait… keep it on please.” 

“Oh? You wanna be nasty and pull my panties to the side, huh? Dirty dirty boy.” You tisk, but in reality you feel like you’re about to explode. “Is that okay?” You smile at his question. “More than okay.”

You climb back on top of him, doing exactly what you said and pulling the white satin to the side before gripping his dick, lining it up to your entrance. He holds you steady looking up at you with those big brown puppy dog eyes as you sink down.

The stretch stings because of the lack of foreplay, but you can’t find it within yourself to care as the pain shoots up your lower back and is already fraying at your pleasure filled nerves. 

“So… so good. God.” Spencer chokes. 

Your lips are rolled between your teeth, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. You heave out a breath when he sinks down to the hilt, and he just rubs soothing circles on your hips. The feeling helps to guide you as you loosen up, and when you do, you give him an experimental clench.

He groans of course and you smirk lazily.

“‘Gonna ride you now, ‘kay?” You murmur as you lift your hips up before slamming down. Spencer practically shouts when he re-enters you. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He’s a whimpering, cursing mess. “That feels good, baby?” You ask as you bounce. Spencer nods and fondness twists in your chest.

“You’re so tight. I think ‘m gonna pass out.” He says dramatically. You laugh, grabbing his hands and slipping them under your bra so they can cover your breasts. “Well, don’t pass out until we’ve cum, alright?”

He gives your breasts a reassuring squeeze. “Of course.” He huffs and you giggle again. The giggles die out though when you shift and his tip prods just right.

“Oh shit.” You curse but remain in the same place.

You ride him in abandon, the sound of skin meeting skin radiating out into the early morning air of the apartment. The sound is nasty and wet and it causes your head to swim. The buzz of mind numbing pleasure swims around in your gut, and you can almost grasp it.

“Spence I – I need more, can you…?” You moan out, your head tilting back. “Yeah, yeah, I got you, sweetheart.”

One hand leaves to rub furiously at your clit and your hips cant forward, sending you landing on his naked, sweat slicked chest. Your thighs burn and you rest for a moment, but Spencer doesn’t seem to match the same sentiment, because the other hand holds you by your hip in a grip that’s almost bruising. 

The fat is spilling through his fingers but he uses it as leverage as he now fucks up into you. You squeal, throwing your arms around his neck and tucking his face into yours. You mark him mindlessly, body trembling as you near your orgasm.

You can feel him twitch inside of you when he sets a pace, bringing you up and down in a way that indicates he’s nearing an end of his own.

“Together, okay?” You cry out, “‘Wanna cum together.”

“Okay, honey, okay.” 

He sets his feet on the floor and rubs harder at your sensitive bud, and the arousal that implodes inside of you is so blinding that you white out for a minute. Every one of your senses are overwhelmed, and you can hear him mewling into your ear before warmth paints your womb.

It’s silent in the apartment for a moment before you speak.

“I have to tell you a secret.” You whisper mindlessly, laying your cheek on a bony shoulder. “And what’s that?” He runs his fingers up and down your spine.

“This set is new.”

“I know honey, I saw the charge on my card.”

“What?!” You exclaim, pulling away from his body to search his hazy eyes with your wide ones.

“You forget I can see the bank statements.” Spencer says with a smile. “No, no. I – I didn’t mean to use your card.”

“You didn’t have to… I may have uh… may have slipped one into your wallet when you weren’t looking.” He admits sheepishly. You stare at a moment and then smile incredulously. “Did you… secretly sugar daddy me?”

“Oh God, please don’t call it that.” He says with a groan, leaning forward to bury his face in your chest.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever sugar daddy.” You tease, running your fingers through his sweaty locks.

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mornings - part two

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

cw: more angst, still no comfort (i promise it’s coming in the next part), heartbreak, one mention of panic attacks, prescription benzo use, recreational coke use, drinking, arguing, mention of a gun and a gunshot at the end, not proofread lol

an: thank u all SO SO much for all of the love on part one !!! i am blown away and in awe. there also will be a part three for sure <3

part three

the past twenty-six days had not been kind to you. your mornings were spent rotting away in bed until your mom would force you to get up, her expression of concern always made you feel even worse. your days weren’t much better, you forced yourself to detach from your heart and numb your emotions. it was the only way you knew how to keep going. you put on a mask during the day with your parents, giving them occasional smiles and laughs that weren’t the kind that warmed their hearts. they knew you weren’t okay, but they also knew they couldn’t force you to talk about it or you’d shut down completely. your nights consisted of taking a benzodiazepine in order to fall asleep, you couldn’t sleep without them. you tried, it only led to intense panic attacks and hysterical sobs that made your mother’s heart break in front of you.

this morning had been a bit different. you were awakened when you felt a weight in your bed, and in the haze of waking up you initially thought it was rafe. you shot up the moment you remembered everything, eyes widening and heart racing, but you looked over to see sarah in your bed. "oh my god, sarah you scared the hell out of me!" you exclaimed, holding a hand over your chest.

she let out a giggle, "i'm sorry, your mom let me in. i miss you," her tone was gentle. you had become very close with sarah during your relationship with rafe. being over at the cameron's house so often led to a beautiful friendship forming between the two of you. she was like a sister to you, something you cherished deeply as you didn't grow up with a sister.

you felt a pang of guilt in your chest at her words. you knew she missed you, she'd messaged you every single day since your break up without fail, even if you didn't always text back. you had seen her a couple times, but when she asked about what happened, you told her you weren't ready to talk about it. sarah was incredibly understanding, knowing how much you loved her brother and not wanting to push you too far.

"i miss you too, sar. i'm sorry i've been such a shit friend lately." you responded to her. you gave her a small smile, curling up next to her as she sat against your headboard.

"it's okay, i know you're not doing great with everything going on right now," she trailed off with a sad smile, "but, you're going out with me tonight!" she became animated as she spoke.

you didn't have it in your heart to deny her, not when she looked at you like you were the most important person in her world. "you know i can't say no to you. where are we going?" you asked curiously.

"there's going to be a huge party at the boneyard, and you're coming with me. no ifs, ands, or buts." she giggled out, "i need to get you out of your room, you're rotting away in here, babe."

"god, you sound just like my mother," you teased back. "i'll go though, i miss you more than you know. i even miss the pogues a bit." you both laughed, referencing her newer relationship with john b.

you couldn't prevent your curiosity from getting the better of you, "how- how has he been?"

sarah bit her lip, debating internally how much to tell you. "he's been... not great. i don't see him much when i'm home, he's usually in his room with the door shut. he's been a lot more moody too, snapping at literally everyone in the house. it probably didn't help that i told him he's an idiot and he fucked up the best thing to ever happen to him."

you couldn't suppress the laugh that slipped through your lips or the slight satisfaction you felt knowing that you weren't the only one struggling. "i love you sar. thank you." you leaned over, giving her a hug.

"i love you too. now get your ass up and shower. we're getting you a new outfit for the party."

you spent the next few hours strolling through the streets of figure eight with sarah. your arms held multiple shopping bags, filled with clothes she insisted you needed for tonight. you were incredibly grateful that she had forced you out of bed, you actually felt human for the first time since everything happened.

you found yourself in a small cafe, giggling as sarah told you a story from one of her drunken adventures with the pogues.

“you know… you should talk to jj tonight. i know he thinks you’re hot.” sarah gave you a mischievous smile as she wiggled her brows.

“funny,” you rolled your eyes playfully at her, “but it’s way too soon for me to get into anything with anybody right now.”

“i didn’t mean start dating him, i just think you would have fun together.”

“i just- i don’t know, sar. i’ve been such a wreck these past few weeks… can i tell you what happened?” you looked up from your fingers to meet her eyes, now widened with shock.

“yeah, of course you can. but don’t feel like you have to if you don’t want to.”

you were grateful for her support, going into your explanation of how the last couple months of your relationship, rafe’s behavior changed drastically. sarah hung on to your every word, needing to know exactly what led to the end of your relationship.

“and so i walked into the country club to surprise him. i spent the whole morning getting ready, did my makeup how he likes, even wore a new sundress that i know he would have loved. but i walked in and…” you looked up as your vision began to blur, “he was talking with some bitch i’ve never seen before bartending. she had short brunette hair, but he fucking smirked at her the way he only does- did for me. and- and then, she basically fucking held his hand while she fucked him with her eyes, and he let it happen!”

you spit the words out like they were poison on your tongue, not noticing your voice beginning to raise with frustration. sarah’s jaw was nearly on the floor.

“what the- what the fuck?” she racked her brain, trying to remember if she’d seen anyone matching your description recently, but nothing came to her.

“god, shit. i’m so sorry, babe. i don’t know what the fuck is wrong with him.” she attempted to console you as you dabbed your eyes with a napkin.

you shrugged your shoulders, “what’s done is done. i just want to forget about everything for a while.”

she nodded, “then let’s go get ready. we can pregame at yours and ride with john b and them.”

after a few shots, a couple hours spent transforming yourself to not look like you spent the last three weeks trying to cope with your break up, and a lot of laughter, you and sarah were ready to go.

you wore a cropped loosely crocheted white sweater over your pink bikini and a white miniskirt that hugged your hips , the strings from your bottom peaking out from the top of it. you were finally feeling good about yourself again, and you’d be damned if you let anyone ruin it.

the ride to the boneyard only lifted your spirits more. it was impossible not to laugh around the pogues, especially when jj did whatever he could to hear your giggle.

you arrived just as the party was beginning to pick up. relief flooded your veins when you didn’t see rafe anywhere. you knew it was a possibility he’d be here, but it was going to be significantly easier to have a decent night without his presence lingering around.

you filled up a red solo cup at the keg, downing the cheap alcohol before refilling it.

“slow down there, or you might not make it too long.” jj approached you, giving you a flirty smile.

you gave him a laugh in response, “i’ll be fine, jay. i just want to be able to let loose tonight.”

“stick by me then, don’t want any of these pervs creeping on you.” the thinly veiled concern in his voice made you smile. you know he’s flirting, but it’s clear he wants to keep you safe knowing it’s your first night out in so long.

you spent the next hour surrounded by the pogues, and true to his word, jj looked out for you. he did so well that you failed to notice who had shown up to the party, the one and only rafe cameron.

rafe, on the other hand, saw you immediately upon arriving. it was impossible for him not to when your presence demanded his attention. he was not happy to see who you were hanging around with. his ongoing beef with the pogues was well known by everybody on the island. he didn’t come to party though, he had other business to attend to as barry gave him a side eye, “fuck are you doing, country club? you can fight for your girl later, we’ve got shit to do.”

your drink had somehow disappeared. your furrowed your brows as you looked down, giggling to yourself as you told your friends you were going to get another one. you were at the perfect level of drunk, not to the point of blacking out or vomiting, but to where you couldn’t quite walk in a straight line and everything was funny to you.

you stumbled up to the keg, starting to fill up your cup when you felt someone watching you. the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, you instantly knew who it was. it was as though there was a chip in you that alerted you to when he was nearby. you took a deep breath as you turned your head slightly, seeing rafe sat next to a man you didn’t know as he handed a small plastic bag filled with overpriced coke to a touron. rafe’s eyes didn’t leave you as he signaled him to leave.

you could hear your heartbeat in your ears, the hand holding onto your cup now trembling and the lump in your throat building. rafe stood, starting to approach you as you froze. your brain was screaming at you to run but your body refused to move an inch.

“what the fuck do you want, cameron?” your words were spat out with venom. your tone clearly surprised you both as he looked shocked momentarily. you were typically one to stand your ground, but never ever was your attitude aimed towards him.

“what do you mean ‘what the fuck do i want’? you fucking up and left out of nowhere and haven’t spoken to me in almost a month.” his voice was filled with anger, his nose flaring as he clenched his jaw.

you let out a humorless laugh, “out of nowhere? you can’t be serious, rafe. you treated me like shit the last few months of our relationship.” you didn’t yet mention seeing his interaction with the bartender at the country club, not knowing if topper and kelce had told him about seeing you when you left that fateful day.

“what? be-because i couldn’t be with you twenty-four fucking seven? like i- i wasn’t out working my ass off to afford nice shit for you?”

“‘working your ass off’ will you stop fucking lying to me? i fucking saw you at the country club,” his facial expression showed confusion, bringing his brows together to try and understand what you were talking about, “you let that bitch touch you, you looked at her how you used to look at me. i spent hours getting ready, i showed up, wanting to surprise my boyfriend for lunch, and what do i see? my boyfriend letting some bartender hang off of him while he flirts with her?”

your voice had raised as you got more and more angry. you were now shouting at him as other partygoers failed to hide their stares and murmuring. nobody ever talked to the kook prince the way you currently were, unless they wanted their face bashed in.

rafe grabbed your arm harshly, pulling you down the beach and away from others. you stumbled behind him, knowing you weren’t physically or mentally strong enough to push him away.

when you looked up at him, you suddenly noticed his blown-out pupils. you felt your heart sink. “you’re using again.” you stated flatly.

he scoffed, rolling his eyes at you. “don’t act like you fucking care.” he spat out at you.

“jesus fucking christ- rafe, when did you start again?”

“don’t worry about it. when did you come to the country club?” his tone was demanding, sparking further irritation in you.

“the day i left. i- i let a lot of shit slide for too long, because… because i wanted to be a good girlfriend and support you when i thought you were just stressed out from work. and, in return, i get to watch my boyfriend make me look like a fucking idiot.”

rafe was silent for a minute, his lips pursed as he clearly was trying to remember what he was doing before he came home to an angry ward and an empty room. then realization hit him, he knew exactly what you were talking about. he brought his palm up to his face, groaning.

when he was about to speak, he was cut off. “is cameron bothering you?” jj’s familiar voice called out. you looked past rafe’s large figure to see all of the pogues standing beside him, looking ready for a fight if it came to it.

rafe gave a humorless chuckle, “stay the fuck out of it, pogue.” he clearly wouldn’t go down without a fight either.

your heart stopped for a moment and your body filled with ice cold terror as jj pulled out a gun that was hidden behind his back in his waistband. it was clear you weren’t the only one not expecting it as the rest of them looked at jj with concern, john b telling him to put it away. “yeah? let’s fucking go, rafe. been itching for a fight for too long.”

everything became blurred. the mixture of shouting, seeing figures suddenly moving towards each other, and the unmistakeable sound of a gunshot, and then everything went black.

[hannieehaee]

jeonghan being a menace to his gf, pls pls pls I'm on my knees 🛐🛐🛐

18+ / mdi

content: softdom!jeonghan, established relationship, sub reader, jeonghan's a little shit basically, smut, fingering, edging, afab reader, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 1346

a/n: thank u sm for requesting this! this is my favorite subject

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"h-hannie ... please ..."

"shh, angel. it's okay"

"no, please ... please!"

"i said quiet, baby. dont make me repeat myself," he tsk'd at you, continuing the slow movements of his fingers against your clit.

it had now been over an hour since your boyfriend had decided to make your life hell. for someone who got called an angel by the masses, he could be very mean. specially to you.

you had been completely unsuspecting, simply having woken up next to your boyfriend a bit over an hour ago. as soon as you'd woken up, you had felt a mass against you, which you quickly deduced to be your boyfriend pressed up against you. you couldn't help yourself. you knew he'd punish you for it, but you were half-asleep and you weren't thinking right, so you began to grind your ass against him. it was a not really innocent act. you hadn't meant much by it other than to further feel him against you. but jeonghan didn't take it that way.

jeonghan had woken up, the heat of your almost bare lower half grinding against him. in the morning of all times, when he felt the most sensitive. he had felt like you were teasing him, which was strictly not allowed. he was the only one with that privilege in the relationship. you had both acknowledged it to be unfair, but neither of you minded, enjoying what came attached to your dynamic.

he gave you a few minutes to have your fun, drinking in your mewls of pleasure as you felt him harden even more against you. but soon enough he had had his fill, now wanting more. with all his strength, he wrapped his arms around you, halting your movements as he crept closer to your ear, breathing against it before speaking up.

"gonna be bad today, baby? didn't even try to be good at all, huh?," that was when he trapped you, twisting you to his liking and making you face him as he snuck his fingers down, down, oh, right there.

you immediately whined at his actions. he knew exactly how to move and how much pressure to apply to your most sensitive areas. he began by drawing soft circles on your clit, making you hold onto his arm as you begged him to touch you properly.

"i'm touching you properly. are you saying i don't know how to touch you, angel? should i stop?"

"no!," you'd cried. you'd take whatever he gave you, no matter if it was so little.

that's how you ended up in your current predicament. on hour later, in the same spot, with no proper pleasure to show for your worn out state. he had been toying with your sensitive bud for a whole hour, occasionally allowing his fingers inside you before pulling them out right before you reached your end. he took you all the way to the gates of heaven just to pull you back under before you could go all the way up. he was cruel, like that. his other hand occupied itself on your tits, softly rubbing at your nipples as you threw your head back. there was nothing you wanted mote than for him to use his fingers to their full potential; pulling at your nipples with one hand while the other scissored in and out of you. but this was jeonghan you were talking about. he needed to make a torturous show out of it.

"hannie ... please. i'm begging you! wa-want -oh!"

he had finally decided to take some mercy on you, moving his fingers at a speed he hadn't reached since he first started touching you. you wanted to whine and beg for more, but you knew it was dangerous territory. one wrong move and jeonghan would take it all away.

he must have read your mind, as the next thing he said pertained to your sudden silence (sans a few muffled mewls), "what? not gonna make noise for me, angel? nothing for me? what do i get out of playing with this pretty pussy if i can't even hear my angel cry for me?," he was about to stop, just when you went on a limb and grabbed onto his wrist, using all your strength from preventing his fingers from leaving you.

"oh? my baby's gonna be bad? okay, angel. i'll allow it. already misbehaved so much today anyway. you must want it really bad, huh?"

you nodded frantically as his face neared yours, breath against your mouth as he looked down to you.

"god. my gorgeous angel. you're so beautiful. did you know? huh? have any idea what a pretty thing you are?"

he knew his words did nothing but drive you closer to the edge, only making your cries for him louder as you were at the brink of it.

"that's it, angel. cum for me. let me see that pretty face you make- ah! that's the one. so pretty," he mockingly gasped at your orgasmic expression, bringing up his hand from playing with your tit to wipe at a lone tear escaping your eye.

he gave you a few seconds to catch your breath before he began to crawl over you, yanking off your soaked panties as he pulled his own sweats just below his ass. he grabbed his cock, rubbing it a bit before grabbing at the end of it and positioning just against your cunt. then he got even meaner.

with his angry tip, he rubbed his cock against the your swollen clit, drawing light circles on it as you gasped and writhed at the feeling. the filthiness of the act made your eyes roll back, loving the feeling of his hard length rubbing against your abused clit. you had been sensitive for over an hour, only gaining even more sensitivity after the intensely awaited orgasm he had just given you. the feeling of his cock giving you such light stimulation made you throw your head back.

"oh, angel. you're so sensitive for me, aren't you? my beautiful angel. just a simple touch and you're already in the clouds, huh, angel? love how responsive you are."

he must've gotten frustrated a few moments later, deciding to plunge in with no warning. the sudden intrusion made you gasp, digging your hands on his back as he began to fuck you at a fast pace, leaving behind the softness of his previous touches.

"gonna make you cum, okay angel? need you to strangle my dick with that pretty cunt, yeah? gonna fill you up."

he knew there was nothing you loved more than when he came inside you. he was just as addicted to the feeling, but would sometimes go as far as depriving you of it just to tease you. he always put his ability to make you beg for him over his own pleasure. he thrived off of your cries for him.

"hannie! please! come in me. need y-you to! please .."

"it doesn't seem like i'll have an option either way, angel. you're squeezing me too tight. can't even m-move anymore," he panted against you, increasing his pace by the second. he was on the verge, as were you.

only a few moments later and he was filling you up, with your own orgasm following close. once you had caught your breaths, jeonghan finally lowered his face down to yours, kissing softly into your mouth. except it never stopped just there. jeonghan knew how obsessed with kissing him you were, so he always had to pull at all stops. there was nothing he loved more than your cries for him, after all.

he sensually licked into your mouth, instructing you to stick out your tongue for him. his tongue took yours, licking and sucking at it in such a nasty way that had your eyes rolling back. he pulled away soon after, chuckling against your mouth at the way your lips followed after his.

"gotta stop rewarding you for being bad. i'm creating a brat," he knew it wasn't true, but he simply just lived to tease you.

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day! I was thinking about this Bakugou, where he penches his s/o lips whenever she teases him or compliments him, saying that her lips should be punished for driving him crazy or smth.

I just find this idea cute if you please can write about it 😭🤍

a/n:..wait...cus why are you a literal genius this got a lil kick teww ittttt.. (kinda soooorta angsty but like if you squint, katsuki is bad at feelings but he tries his hardest, kissing, no biting for once wow its been a while..dont worry yall its comin, short lil drabble, hope u enjoy ! <3)

"your eyes are so pretty katsu."

katsuki bakugou thinks he'll never be able to get used to you when he looks down at your head in his lap, raising a brow as a defensive mechanism to not turn red all the way down to his chest.

"where'd this come from ?" he leans into your hand almost reflexively when you place it against his cheek, still not breaking eye contact as you smile at him, he feels warmth crawl up his back and it makes him squint.

"nowhere," you run your finger across his cheek, than across his nose bridge "just wanted to tell you."

he gulps, clearing his throat his eyes fight to keep looking into yours, relaxed and happy and comfortable. it feels strange to see someone so comfortable around him.

"yeah ?"

"mhm, your lashes are so long too." you muse. it's casual, it comes out so easily.

he feels his heart beat loudly against his chest when you run your fingers over his eyebrows. you keep on touching him, and he likes it, usually. but it's overwhelmingly nice, you're overwhelmingly nice and he doesn't know what to do with it. because bakugou isn't sweet like you. he can't casually tell you that he loves your eyes, that he could be perfectly content staring at you doing whatever for hours on end, that random things he sees when he's out remind him of you and that you're the last thing he thinks about when he falls asleep.

because it comes out wrong, when he does. but even still your words make him so unbearably giddy. it's foreign receiving compliments, and if he does their almost always quirk related. but these are different and they're from you, so it feels even better and though embarrassment creeps up onto his body his heart buzzes and beats proudly. he feels like he can't sit still so he does the next best thing.

"shush." he mumbles, pinching your cheeks to make you pout. you splutter out a giggle when he leans down to place a sloppy wet kiss onto your duck lips. "you keep sayin' weird shit.." he dodges your grin when he lets go of your cheek.

"but they are long ! and your eyes are pretty ! that's not weird, it's the truth." you maintain, nodding afterwards like your word is law. fuck, he loves you.

"be quiet." he pinches your lips shut and you start flailing around with muffled giggles and squeals. katsuki follows, laughing through his nose and meanly moving your lips around in his grip.

"fuck, you drive me crazy.." your eyes snap open at his soft eyes and words. his eyes shine mischievously but his cheeks are bright as he smirks. you pout at him and it makes him want to squeeze you until you pop. ( he remembers you called it cute aggression or something)

"you talk too damn much." he pinches your cheek "needa be punished for drivin' me nuts all the damn time."

"jush shay yur not goo wif complimeshs." katsuki snorts at your attempts to talk with your cheek in his grip, and he can't help the half smirk on his face when you laugh. he releases your cheek in favor of leaning down to press his lips against yours.

"you're the pretty one, dummy."

"but we can both be pretty !"

"whatever, you're prettier then."

katsuki still feels his heart thump loudly in his chest, and he's sure he'll keep feeling like this for a long while. your words will keep sticking to his heart like they always do. and maybe he is 'pretty', he'll go along with that for you, but you're definitely prettier.

[2knightt]

HII!! could you write the gang with a reader that has an rbf and seems really intimidating/unapproachable but is a sweetheart? they arent very talkative and seem very cold but their love language is acts of service/gift giving & sorta quality time?? <33

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ pretty as a vine, sweet as a grape. ⋄ 𓍯

…REQUESTED: you never judge a book by it’s cover. especially when it comes to y/n!

tags/warnings: people being judgy asf/spreading rumours, gang defending reader with their soul, reader is a softie i fear, reader is kinda shy, probably stupid:3c, steve threatening a manLMFAO

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ READER IS SO ME CODED HELLO also if two-bits part sounds stupid it ‘s because i’m high rn and even if can admit it’s a little iffy

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dallas winston

thought of you as someone to be threatened by at first ngl

he heard of this scary, mean mugged, tuff looking girl and went ‘mh. an enemy🐺😒’

he went up to you one day, acting all tuff and shit just for you to look him up and down and nervously wave

look, he may not be the smartest cookie but he can see someone shy a mile away. and when he seen you wave, he felt like such an ass LMFAO

did he show it? no. obviously.

this is dallas. he’s an asshole.

“little miss tough girl, huh?”

“…pardon?”

that teasing from him DID continue until you walked away because dallas is the type to never back down, even when he’s wrong

expect for the next time you met him!!!!

he was actually asking you your name, where you’re from, etc, etc!!!

turning a new leaf dare i say…

and everything after that was history! cutest scary looking couple ever!

HE THINKS IT’S SOOO FUNNY THAT PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF YOU LMFAOOO

he plays into it sm if someone brings it up bro

“y/n? like..scary y/n?”

“yeah, like scary y/n. and i’ll get ‘er on ya if you keep talkin’ ‘bout her.”

“oh!😰”

he thinks it’s so silly to see you look really pissed off when he isn’t around just to greet you and see your whole demeanour change!!

dallas thinks it’s so cute😭 it’s like one of his favourite things about you!

“😠😒”

“hey, baby.”

“oh! hi, dal!<3”

LMFAO IMAGINE SOMEONE SEEING YOU, A MEAN LOOKING GIRL, SHOPPING FOR MENS LEATHER JACKETS

yuppp spoil that dickhead!😫 he lovelovelovesss getting gifts, ESPECIALLY from u!!!

if you’re clingy, i feel like he wouldn’t mind it. he teases THE FUCK out of u tho!😊

“big tough girl wants to hold hands, eh?”

“…yea😞.”

“awh, look at ya. come ‘ere.”

johnny cade

you might think he’d be scared and intimidated, right? but NO! he’s literally bff’s with ponyboy, he knows damn well what rbf is!

you two are sooo cute together

little kicked, scared puppy with his feral doberman!!!

tells people to stfu whenever they try and spread rumours that you’re scary, mean, and rude.

“you’re dating y/n? don’t you know she-“

“i don’t care, shut up. ‘s not like you know her😒.”

sometimes refuses your gifts.

johnny’s not used to them :( but all u gotta do is say please and flutter your lashes and u got em!!!!

“i can’t take it.”

“please?😞”

“…okay😣.”

and he DOES NOT regret it! he might fight you at first, but he cherishes those gifts with his life<3!

loveloveloveLOVESSS having u around constantly!! since your love language is quality time, you two are always hanging out together.

and, with your scary looks, you often keep the socs away from him!

hip-hip, hooray‼️‼️

the gang was like…worried for johnny at first.

THEY DIDN’T KNOW U WERE COOL THO😭😭💔💔💔

they were all like, “??seriously, johnny?? you pick the meanest girl?? ever???” and johnny was QUICK to defend. “y’all ain’t even meet her, and you’re already sayin’ she’s bad for me?”

when they did though, they were like ‘ohhhh….she really isn’t rude…..oh….’

HE’S SO PROUD TO DATE U THO LMFAOOO

and to know the real you?? treats it like an HONOUR

ponyboy curtis

was intimidated by you.

forgot he was also like you and accidentally glares at people who walk past him LMFAOOOO

You two are like two peas in a pod istg!!

“you look mean from far away,”

“???so do you, pony??”

“…no??”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘NO’?”

mean looking couple who are truly just a bunch of nerds deep down to their soul<3

the gang was a little protective of ponyboy until they realized ur just like him LMFAO

They get having an rbf<3

pony loves spending time with you!

gift him a book and he’ll love you forever!!! (maybe even read it to you when you two are finally alone to help you fall asleep🤍)

he’s such a cutie…..

stays close to you in public because he thinks you’re scarier looking than anyone he’s ever met😊😊.

“cm’ere,”

“why?🤨”

“BECAUSE🙄!”

SCARY DOG Y/N IS REAL.

glares at anyone who goes around telling people that you’re mean and rude.

if looks could kill, they’d be dead already!!!

ponyboy does not fuck around with u i fear.

Sodapop Curtis

LMFAOOO GREEK GOD OF A MAN WITH HIS PISSED OFF GF WHO IS NERVOUSLY HOLDING HIS HAND !!!

he was NOT afraid of you!! in fact, he thought the rumours of you being an asshole were all fake

“you talkin’ about y/n?”

“yes, bro! they’re so rude-“

“how do you know?”

“well, i don’t-“

“so, shut up?😒”

cuz like??? did they not bother to understand you???

soda literally made it his mission to prove that you weren’t a dick!!😭😭

and GODDAMN HE WAS SO RIGHT

you’re such a sweetheart to soda! he lovesss telling people about how cute you are around him since it’s his own way to squash the rumours.

“my y/n is so sweet, you wouldn’t get it.”

“isn’t she the same girl who beat the soc to a pulp?”

“she can barely kill a fly.”

you don’t need to do much to scare off the girls that flirt with him at the DX, just a nice little glare every now and then and they’re already gone!

(soda doesn’t have to know that you play into the rumours sometimes. it’s our little secret.)

steve randle

HATES EVERYONE WHO TALKS ABOUT YOU

he’s petty AS FUCK LMFAOOO

they can’t handle the randle😜💯

“ew, y/n-“

“MAN, GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE WITH THAT WHAT DO YOUUU KNOW ABOUT Y/N🗣️‼️”

that was an over exaggeration but you get the point.

gets very defensive when people try and ‘warn’ him about you lmfao

gift him a tool box and he’ll use it until it’s literally falling apart at the bolts<3

no seriously. it could be holding on by one screw and he’ll still use it. he doesn’t gaf. steve will use anything u give him.

he accepts ur rbf cause he thinks it’s SO FUNNY?? like he’ll see you far away with your friends looking all angry before one of them says a really funny joke and just watches your expression change so quickly

one of his fav things ever<3!

two-bit mathews

he makes so much jokes about it LMFAOOO

“jesus, y/n! you sure yer glare ain’t the thing that killed the dinosaurs?”

—

“swear i see the devil in yours eyes sometimes. it looks soooo good on you, though🤭🤭”

HE THINKS ITS SO ATTRACTIVE

and he lovesss your sweetheart side sm it’s like he gets best of both worlds

RAHH GIFT TWO-BIT MICKEY PLUSHIE OR ELSE

He’d totally have it on his bed 24/7. his sister has tried to steal it before to scare him btw.

skmetimes just to spend time together with him—you just go walking around town with him while he has an arm around your shoulder the whole time<3

[luvyeni]

p. bsf!anton x fem!reader | warnings: soft sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk | words: 0.5k ~ (525) 🦕ㆍ₊⊹

request: Hi! Not sure if requests are being accepted rn but could I request maybe an extended version of Anton’s plot here? I really liked it and I think best friends to lovers Anton is so cute. I need to see him make a move here and for them to fuck😵‍💫 thank u

authors note. enjoy luvv❤️ if you want to read what they're talking about, you can read it here

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“she’s practically presenting herself to you, you might think you’re friends , but she doesn’t, she’s just waiting for you to man up and make the moves”

wonbin’s words stayed with him; his eyes wondering over to you, scrolling through your phone, naked legs on display making his cock twitch. “shit.” He said under his breath. “you okay?”

you finally looked up from your phone, anton stood in the middle of the floor. “why are you just standing there?” he gulped moving closer to the bed. “sit down.” you patted the bed. “oh, okay.” he sat down next to you. “why do you look so flustered?” you put your hand on his leg, he didn’t know if he should move it— then wonbin’s words played in his head again.

you smirked, you could see him fighting himself, slowly losing it. “are you sick?” you sat up to feel his forehead, but he quickly grabbed your wrist. “stop it.” he said, his voice low. “why?” you smiled with fake innocence. “speak anton.”

before you could say anything, he pulled you into his lap. “please stop, i don’t think i can hold back anymore.” you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling his cock through your underwear. “then don’t.” you pulled him into a kiss, pulling at the nape of his hair. you moaned softly into the kiss, your hips slowly rocking against him. “shit.” the boy cursed , his cheeks red as you pulled away. “i-i really want to fuck you.” he admitted.

“finally you admitted to it.” you said, lifting your hips up. “it took you long enough.” he took it upon himself to take his cock out. “pl-please sit on, im so fucking hard.” he groaned out as you slowly sank down, his cock stretching you deliciously. “fu-fuck you’re so big.” you moaned out— the boy was in heaven, the girl he’s been in love with for the longest is now riding his cock. “you feel so good.”

he sighed, his hands coming to your waist to guide, moving your hips faster. “fuck you’re so tight, im gonna cum soon.” you bounced on his cock his hands creeping up your shirt. “shit- i love seeing you in my clothes.” he groaned, swiping his thumbs across your nipples, you moaned. “an-anton fuck.”

both of you were a moaning and groaning mess, messily making out as you both raced to completion. “fuck ton, im gonna cum.” his hips twitched, he was gonna cum too. “please cum inside me.” that alone did it for him. “shit im cumming.” he groaned, you felt his sticky cum filling you up. “oh fuck, fuck i love you so much.” he confessed out loud for the first time.

you stayed in his lap, coming down from your highs, your forehead pressed against his, smiling. “why did you take so long?” you said, his face was red. “its not like i haven’t been giving you hints.” you teased. “yeah wonbin said the same thing, i just thought you were comfortable with me.” you kissed his cheek, running your fingers through his messy hair.

“stupid, stupid boy — of course i love you too.”

©️LUVYENI

[whoreteen]

♡ ۫　　𓈒　LET’S TAKE A LITTLE JOYRIDE .

[ yoon jeonghan. ]

☆ summary — a late night drive with jeonghan takes an interesting and very unexpected turn. . . ☆ content warnings — [ nsfw, mdni. ] · car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, oral (m receiving), corruption, degradation, breeding, dumbification, fingering, spitting, pet names like baby, sweetheart, pretty, good girl, princess and a bunch of praising <3 ☆ wordcount — 5,4K .

“pretty.” jeonghan coos, his tone mischievous.

he catches sight of your shyness, and his face breaks into a grin, eyes twinkling with amusement.

deciding to tease you further, one of his hands lets go of the steering wheel to push your dress out of the way. you let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers explore your bare thighs.

“look at you,” he clicks his tongue, grin still on his face.

you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the small smirk on his lips, or the hem of your short dress rising up and, exposing more skin. next thing you know, jeonghan drags his cold fingertips along your inner thigh.

flustered, you press your legs together.

“…falling apart for me already.”

the unexpected comment creates a rose flush across your cheeks, and you can’t look away. it’s like every single nerve in your body is attuned to jeonghan’s every touch and every breath.

you are falling apart.

and though you so desperately try to hide it in your lip bites and little gasps of air, he knows you.

“so weak for me, huh?” he quizzes, reading you like a book.

your breath is already ragged and you feel your cheeks warming as you think of an answer. “i… uh, uhm… i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“mhm?” jeonghan’s fingers come close to your aching core, and you feel yourself getting soaked through just at the sound of his voice.

“jeonghan...” your voice is small, and if it wasn’t for the silence in the car it would’ve gone unheard.

he finds himself amused with how he knows your body so well, and how he sees right through you despite you feigning indifference.

“y’sure, angel?” he asks lightly, his words and throaty voice bringing shivers to your nerve endings.

one of his fingers come into contact with your aching cunt, lightly grazing his fingertips against it. “i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked.”

you keep a close eye on his fingers, his movements so slow and precise, as he inhales and exhales.

“my pretty girl,” he smiles and you feel butterflies taking flight in your tummy. “always horny when i want you to be, always willing to spread that slutty little pussy for me.”

jeonghan swiftly removes his hand from your core and grazes it over your exposed shoulders with a smirk. he trails his large hand down to your jacket which is halfway off and drapes it over your shoulders, his free hand tearing it off with one quick swoop, so he can get a better look at your lace clad body; sailing your jacket over his shoulder with such determination that has you giggling.

arching a perfect eyebrow, he smiles, unguarded at you. “what?”

“you got a thing for women in lace?” you pose.

“i got a thing for you in lace,” he smiles, his eyes showing mischief, voice laced with such obvious lust.

you try to roll your eyes, but jeonghan’s fingers quickly finds your core again, continuing their soft ministrations.

“you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he splutters, it’s more a heavy rasp as he gawks at the way your natural curves look under the lace of your dress. “shit…”

your back arches when he softly rubs your clit, your hips shakily rutting against his hand as moans escape your parted lips.

jeonghan wants to make a u-turn so badly, speed all the way home so he can rip that little dress off and fuck you brainless. he wants to spend all night in between your thighs and make you cum over and over again, on his tongue, his fingers, his dick…

“oh my god…” you whimper weakly. “jeonghan…”

you have no idea when your innocent drive turned into him corrupting you in his car, when his hand that had started off sweetly holding your own had slipped to your thigh, or when his fingers came into contact with your cunt.

all you know is that you want him. but you also know that can’t have him— well, at least not right now while he’s driving.

“hannie,” you scold playfully. he tries to lean in for a peck but you place your finger on his lips, stopping him from moving closer.

you quickly come to your senses and push his hand away from the passengers’ seat you’re sitting in, “stop it. keep your eyes on the road and hands on the wheel.”

during your little road trip to the event you’re going to, jeonghan struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs. your dress is barely covering all your goodness and it drives him crazy.

completely and utterly insane, actually.

it started innocently— sweet, flirty conversations, jeonghan playing with your fingers, tracing your palm while his other hand was on the steering wheel. a small smile on his lips and eyes on the road, glancing over at you often. but every once and a while he reached between your legs, rubbing your core as he felt you get wetter and needier, wanting desperately to see you get lost in the pleasure.

at this point, you try your best to keep your legs squeezed together, pretending you aren’t getting more and more excited by the minute.

jeonghan chuckles as he pulls his fingers away before putting them in his mouth, sucking, “come on baby, let me make you feel good.”

“can i, please?” he asks, with a low voice, words heavy and dripping with pure lust.

he reaches for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you think about how you’ve been at it all day, until literally forty five minutes ago when you frantically got ready at the last possible minute.

“can i ask you a question?”

“mhm, angel?” he hums.

“don’t you ever… like, i don’t know, get tired?” you quip softly, referring to the last five times you’ve had sex today.

he bites down on his bottom lip, a gentle smile appearing across his handsome face as he shakes his head.

“fuck no…” a breathy sigh stops him for a moment.

“i’ll never get tired of you, baby,” he murmurs softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel again and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.

you can tell he’s getting hot and bothered as his jaw clenches and his gaze focuses straight ahead.

“shit, you drive me fucking crazy, y/n, you know that?”

“jeonghan… behave.” you warn, your tone shaky, as you struggle to keep your composure.

“how can i?” he rasps. “when you look so gorgeous and needy like this?” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road.

“look at how easily you open up for me.” his hand inches higher and higher, wanting to touch every part of you and you let out an almost silent whimper at the feeling of his cold fingers.

you don’t speak.

he looks at you deadpanned. “it’s like you were made for this,” the tip of his fingers graze your clit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips when you flinch and whimper at his touch. “made for me.”

as butterflies erupt in your stomach, you can’t help but to blush at his comments as you lean back in your seat and allow him to have his way with you.

the sounds escaping your throat are near desperate in tone, breath and heart racing and your body is practically at his mercy with each moment he rubs you so slowly and gently.

jeonghan chuckles at your reaction, lips curved in a smirk noticing those rosy cheeks.

adorable, he thinks.

“i love the effect i have on you, baby,” he whispers in a dark tone contrasting perfectly to the light chuckle he’d managed just seconds before, “and, it’s mutual.”

then he lets his left hand glide up your inner thigh, his index and middle finger curling down to connect with his palm as he pushes your underwear to the side to hover right over your heat.

“so wet, fuck, i bet i could just…” and with no hesitation, he sinks his two extended fingers into your entrance. “…slip right in.”

the feeling makes your breath hitch and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, lifting your leg a little and spreading your legs wider for him.

jeonghan’s fingers move around in a scissoring motion until they’re in you up to the knuckles. then, he curls his fingers, working on stretching you out.

“fuck!” you gasp, your hips jerking forward and riding his hand.

his fingers feels so damn good, but nowhere near as good as his cock, but still, you continue to ride his fingers— pretending they’re his dick.

“you’re so pathetic when you’re worked up, it’s cute. almost as if you like the excitement of getting caught.”

“you like that, yeah?” he growls, “random strangers driving by and finding out what my innocent, little slut gets off to?”

seeing him in this new environment and hearing the words leaving his mouth is doing something to you.

“want people seeing just how much you like it?”

you suck in a sharp breath, shaking your head a little as you bite your lip.

one look at you and jeonghan’s lips curls in a stupid smile, telling you that he doesn’t believe in you at all.

“god, you’re so easy to please, just a little dirty talk and you’re already gushing so much,” he says, allowing himself to smirk now as his thumb softly circles your clit a few times, heightening the pleasure you feel.

“oh my god, hannie…” you pant, your voice shaky, betraying some of the sensation you feel. “keep going.”

“my pathetic girl.” he watches as your thighs tremble before purring, “so gorgeous like this…”

you lean back, enjoying what’s being done to you by the gorgeous boy who’s supposed to be driving and truthfully doesn’t care much about the fact at all.

“you’re so good for me, baby. so beautiful.”

you lick your lips and close your eyes, dragging your hand down to his as his fingers smear your wetness around before sliding another finger into you.

“just like that…”

his thumb starts to rub your clit faster and faster.

“mhm, fuck, that feels so good,” you sniffle, so quickly overwhelmed by his words and actions.

your chest rises and falls faster, your breath quickens and you can’t help but let pathetic needy whimpers and moans slip out your mouth. you also can’t help but grind your hips against his hand as you tremble.

and, just as your hips starts to move along with the rhythm of his fingers, he pulls his hand back in a swift movement.

your eyes snap open and you glare at him with your eyes furrowed, shocked to see him struggling to get the button on his pants undone with his hand that’d just pulled away from you while simultaneously trying to steer.

it isn’t long before he loses his patience. “y/n, help,” he pleads with a soft moan and a pout in your direction.

reaching over the center console, you do as he asked without a word, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them right afterwards so you can reach in and pull his hard cock out.

“suck,” he says sternly, but his expression is anything but that. you kiss his cock from base to tip, earning a praised moan when you lick a long stripe up just to suckle at the tip. jeonghan thrusts helplessly, his free hand threading through your hair as he bucks into your mouth, letting out puffs of steam when you take it to the back of your throat. “fuckin’ good girl.”

you begin stroking him and he tries closing his eyes but you catch him just in time.

“jeonghan!” you scold him again, only now you’re dead serious, “keep your eyes on the road or i’ll stop.”

as soon as the threat leaves your mouth, he immediately opens his eyes and focuses back on the road, letting shallow little breaths out in the mean time.

you suddenly feel nervous, before you even think about trying to start up again as jeonghan usually is a little spastic when you do things like this, but by the way he moans your name and begs you to keep going after a few seconds, he makes up your mind for you.

leaning over to his seat, you don’t hesitate for another second before licking his tip and sucking his head into your mouth.

you listen to the guttural moans escaping him as you suck on it as hard as you possibly can, running your fist up and down his smooth shaft and feeling the thick veins with your fingers as they pass.

jeonghan breathes heavily in anticipation of you letting him deeper, but you stay in your current spot near his head, teasingly swirling your tongue around it and licking a stripe up the side of him just with the tip if your tongue.

“fuck… princess, please…” he gasps.

just a few seconds later, you can feel the pressure of his heavy hand on the back of your head and you merely comply, taking in more of his thick length.

jeonghan inhales sharply and let out a few grunts, clearly not believing that you’d give up so easily. he’s so lost in it, head spinning from the sensations of your mouth squeezing him so invitingly, near perfectly. he feels heat pool in his stomach and gasp against glass, breath fogging up the window.

as soon as you start bobbing your head, you suddenly feel the car swerve and you try sitting up, but his grip on your hair tightens and his hips rises to meet your mouth again.

“don’t stop, i-i got it,” he moans as his teeth grazes his bottom lip, “ah… shit— fuck, sorry babe.”

you simply trust his word for it and take the rest of his solid length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing even faster than before.

jeonghan lets out heavy breaths as you relax your throat, allowing him to slide further in. his hips bucks lightly against your face, thrusting his cock further and further into your mouth.

soon the car is filled with his loud moans.

you try your best to ignore the growing heat between your thighs but, your cunt is soaked and your arousal is dripping down your legs.

it’s all because of his words, fingers and moans— they’d fucked your mind.

you need to release the sexual tension he’d built.

with slickness growing between your legs, you part them, slipping your fingers up under your dress to your pussy as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.

“you touching yourself, baby?” jeonghan rasps, tilting his head to better see the view.

you spare a hum, drooling saliva carelessly running from your chin, stuffed so full of him.

“fuckin’ dirty girl…”

sinking two fingers in yourself, you easily slip them through your slick and circle your clit, enough for him to hear how wet you are and how much you want him.

at this point, he’s a moaning mess beneath you and he holds you there for a while, his stomach tightens before you finally feel the car come to a stop.

pulling you off of his dick, you sit up to look at him but his lips seems to be on yours as soon as he slides out of your mouth. you kiss unhurriedly, as if you’ve got all the time in the world to taste the remnants of mint in jeonghan’s mouth, and hints of jeonghan’s precum and strawberries in yours.

he can’t help but smile blissfully into the kiss, wasting no time in trapping your bottom lip in between his soft ones. all he can focus on is the plump of your lips, the way your tongue moves, your salivas mixing, and your hands clinging to each other not wanting to separate.

he has nothing on his mind but you, you, you.

you let out a muffled moan, letting his tongue through immediately and lacing your fingers through his black hair as you try crawling over the center console and onto his lap.

but of course, your sweet little moment had to be interrupted by jeonghan prying his mouth from yours and just two seconds later, he’s pulling you on top of him as he sits waiting in the back seat.

he’s going so fast, you don’t even notice him stroking his stiff dick that’s standing at attention in between the both of you with one hand. he grabs your ass with the other, slapping it before soothing it with his hand.

“how did i get so lucky?” he asks with the tiniest groan as he buries his face in your neck.

you take hold of his cock and stop him from jerking himself off only to start doing it again yourself. he lets out a hoarse grunt of your name as you make him see stars. “wanna fuck you so good, princess,” he rasps in between neck kisses as his hand gropes your butt, “can i?”

dropping his head back against the seat, his other hand makes it’s way to your boob, lightly squeezing it.

“hmm, i don’t know, hannie,” you smirk. “i’m still a little sore.” you shrug as your hand begins to slow down.

you’re of course only half joking, just wanting to see how long it’d take him to finally crack once and for all, and, you don’t have to wait long, seeing as the second the words left your mouth, he runs his hands up from your ass to your hips and pushes you down so that you’re laying under him.

“yeah? i’ll show you sore,” he growls, hitching your legs up past his hips as you try to sit up again. jeonghan only pushes you back down, tending to his pants and pushing them down past his muscular thighs.

you feel his fingers rip your panties off, then he pulls the material of your dress all the way up to your tits and you brace yourself before he finally pushes himself deep inside of your tight entrance.

you don’t know how you were craving him so bad when you’ve already had him so many times today already, but whenever he acts like this, so dominant and in control, you just can’t help but to go along with whatever he wants.

you whimper his name and he can’t deny that the soft sound of your voice ridden with lust is the hottest thing he had ever heard.

“fuck pretty girl, you think you can take all of me?”

jeonghan doesn’t even bother to slow down for you to get used to the intrusion, but you don’t complain as you’re on a time crunch after all.

once he’s fully seated within you, he wraps his free arm around your back and tugs you towards him while he meets you for each fast and deep thrust. his fingers digs into your thighs, thrusting faster and deeper as he tries his best to hold in multiple groans and grunts that seem to want to come at once.

“god, you feel so good,” you cry at the stretch of him as you grab fistfuls of his hair and rack your nails through it. your breath stutters with each inch he pushes into you.

jeonghan’s heart hammers in his chest as your pussy clenches around him. every plunge of his dick into your drenched cunt brings him closer and closer to his orgasm and he isn’t sure how much longer he can last when you make him feel this good.

“you’re so big, jeonghan, it’s stretching me out… fuck, feels s-so good. keep fucking me just like that, please.”

he groans before pressing one hand up against the steamy car window, keeping the other on your hip as he slams into you as hard as he can, causing you to dig your nails into his chest.

“i’m so deep baby, fuck.”

“shit—ngh, i feel you in my stomach,” you mewl.

“fuck, princess,” he grunts as he watches you respond and wither to his movements beneath him, “you like that?”

“what do you want me to do?” he manages to hum as one of his hands detaches itself from your hip to slide it’s way up your stomach and under your dress, hiking it up further.

you whine out an obscenity in response, bucking your hips frantically as he continues to run his fingers all over your upper body and, against your skin that started to collect sweat.

he reaches up, taking your face in his hands and squishing your cheeks together. “use your words, slut.”

his lips are so dangerously close to yours it makes your brain foggy. “have i already dumbed you down so hard that you’re so far gone and can’t even speak?”

“mmmh please, hannie,” you slur through squished cheeks. “fuck, please just, nggh—you can do whatever you want to me.” you sob, not really making sense in between babbles and the lewd sticky sound of his balls slapping against your clit.

he perks up at that, tilting his head as a mischievous smirk cracks across his lips, wanting nothing more than to release all his pent-up arousal on you.

“yeah, baby?” he huffs as he angles his cock just a little differently and you gasp appreciatively, your stomach contracting. “you’re gonna let me ruin you until you cry? fill you with my cum and fuck a baby into you?”

“yes!”

“say it.” his voice is flat and stern, an intonation that pierces through your sheepish self. you part your lips wider and do so, just as he orders you to, a smirk of satisfaction following suit once his wish is finally fulfilled.

all of a sudden, he happens to brush against the spot that drives you wild, causing you to let out a loud moan whilst arching your back.

“right… right there, fuck,” you moan, letting out a gasp when he hits your g-spot.

jeonghan’s thrusts pick up in speed, focusing on every thrust of his tip against your sweet spot. his hands grips shakily at your hips as he settles inside and he feels his body already begging for release from the way your walls clench around him.

“you’re tightening up so much,” he grunts, “fuck, you’ll make me cum inside of you.”

it’s so tempting, the trivial idea of getting you knocked up makes a shiver run down his spine, eyes widening at the broken beg and flutter of your cunt. “dirty fuckin’ slut, you want that, don’t you?” he growls, eyes darkening as he rolls his hips harder. “want me to fuck you over and over, just to make sure i fuck some babies into you?”

“y-yes, mmhm please….”

then he thrusts deeper, determined to drive you wild as he begins rolling his hips, a devious smirk plastered on his face when your head nearly hits the door. “what are you begging for, baby? hmm?”

in your defence you try to respond the proper way once he starts slowing down, but he hunches over you, pulling your torso as close to his as humanly possible and managing to brush against that spot inside of you again.

“fuck, feels so good… more—” you gasp, your breath getting caught in your throat as you feel the tension in your stomach increasing, your cunt tingling as jeonghan fucks you harder.

you busy yourself with tangling your fingers in his now messy hair. “hannie i… i want m..more.”

you suddenly feel compelled to reach your climax when he sticks his long fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag a little around then, “more?” he questions sadistically before he lets a low growl escape him, “you want more inside huh? is that what you want? greedy fuckin’ whore.”

you force yourself to hold back a gasp as you hum around his fingers, sucking at them like a woman starved. at first you really didn’t know what you were asking for exactly, but now that his fingers are in your mouth, you really don’t care to think.

when you finally glance up at him, you instantly feel your pussy clench at the sight; his hair is sticking in several directions, his hooded eyes are blackened and glossy with desire, his plump lips swollen and curved in an incredible grin.

“there we go, angel…” jeonghan breathes, a bit of mint still left on his breath, “now i can watch.”

“my messy baby,” he coos as you drool all over his fingers while sucking them.

jeonghan feels so connected to you.

surely this is what it means when two hearts beat at the same time. every facet of his being melds with yours as his thrusts turns frantic; his mind fogging and he can barely concentrate on holding off his own orgasm as his stupid necklace beats against his chest. it’s fucking up his entire rhythm, distracting him from what matters most— pleasing you, making you feel good.

he quickly grabs the chain, bringing it to his mouth and biting it before he feels you clench around him as he did, and it almost topples him.

you begin whimpering again, sucking his fingers as your head falls back. you move your mouth away from his fingers and towards his lips.

“j…jeonghan,” you mewl, moaning and that one, breathless gasp is enough as his breath falters and his hips snaps up into yours. “kiss me.”

you pant through parting lips as you look up at him and feel your orgasm beginning to approach, “i’m s-so close, baby, fuck— i’m really, really close.”

letting go of his necklace, he feels your cunt tighten as pleasure flashes through his eyes, but his grin never falters as he shakes his head, “wanna watch that pretty face of yours of when you cum…” jeonghan pauses, losing his composure again when your hips begin working against him. “…fuck.”

“oh my god, oh my god, jeonghan…ahh, ngh—right there!” you babble, tightening your grip as he thrusts harder, but never speeding up.

“baby, please. make me cum.” you breathe shakily once you feel like you’re nearing the edge.

one of his hands grabs onto your jaw and neck and he quickens his pace, his hand gripping your throat, squeezing until you’re lightheaded and completely fucked out.

jeonghan thrusts deeper into you and uses you like a rag doll as his hips slams into yours, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside of you.

“please, fuck, don’t stop. don’t stop,” you nearly scream, knowing you won’t be able to hold your release when you feel your legs trembling.

his hand cup your cheek roughly, fingers still wet with your spit as he brings you closer before motioning you to open your mouth, “say aah.”

you oblige almost immediately and he spits in your mouth, savoring the way you moan against his saliva before swallowing it. “good fuckin’ girl.”

your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak, “i’m gonna cum, hannie i’m gonna— fuck.”

“yeah? cum for me, baby.” he coos, his teeth nipping at your lip. his abs clenches and his thrusts turns frantic— he’s going to cum soon, and he isn’t going to be able to hold back. “be my good girl and cum for me.”

in that moment you feel yourself let go as you let out a scream, euphoria washing over you.

your back arches so high off the seat, bracing yourself against the car door as you throw your head back in pleasure, screaming his name over and over and over as your orgasm washes over you.

“just like that, princess,” he groans, your thighs clenching around his waist, but he doesn’t stop fucking into you. “shit, you’re so fucking sexy.”

“mhm want you to cum too,” you slur, your cunt pulsing around him, practically dragging his own orgasm from him. “cum inside of me, please hannie,” you plead, biting your lip. “i need you to.”

“fuck, fuck,” he growls over and over, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress a moan. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck… y/n—” he gasps loudly, his cock twitching inside of you. “come here— comeherecomeherecomeherecomehere,” he urges, his lips crashing into yours.

you listen to him holding his breath before he twitches, letting it out seconds later in a grunt and a moan as he pumps his hot cum into you, painting your walls with his release before his hips stutters, fucking it even deeper until both of you’re twitching from overstimulation.

“god, you’re so perfect,” he pants against your lips.

when he finally goes limp on top of you, you both have a chance to try to catch your breaths as you’re barely holding onto him, more spent than you’ve ever been in your entire life. jeonghan, of course is placing light and messy kisses after kisses on your jaw and collarbone and you’re sure you won’t so be able to have so much sex in one day ever again.

when you both finally get your breathing in check, you’re surprised to hear a knock coming from the window above you.

jeonghan pulls away from you and looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, silently asking you just what you wanted to ask him.

you shrug your shoulders before hearing it again and just after it stops, you notice a light shining into you car, “police. is everything alright in there?”

“shit,” he whispers, pushing himself off of you and quickly pulling his pants back up, stuffing his dick back inside of them before helping you sit up.

you scramble to get yourselves in order before getting back in your seats. then he catches his breath before turning the car back on and rolling down the window.

sure enough, there’s a cop on the other side, “having car trouble?” the older man asks.

“oh, no no sir, we just…uhm…” you cut in before jeonghan can, hoping to have an excuse to feed to the police officer before he takes in the foggy windows and jeonghan’s tousled appearance.

“we were just making a phone call.” jeonghan answers confidently, clearly thinking he came up with the best excuse.

you know it’s a terrible lie and you can tell the officer does too, but he seems to brush it off after finding something very interesting on the hem of your dress that catches his eye. all three of you follow his line of sight to see a rather recognisable glob of nearly pasty, clear liquid.

great.

“sure you were,” the officer says as you both look back up at him, “just go on, but if i find you parked on the side of the road again i’m going to have to take you in. both of you.”

jeonghan merely nods without a word before the officer nods back while you immediately tend to the evidence on your clothes, getting a tissue from the glove box and wiping it off.

he starts the car and pulls onto the road with a chuckle which makes you look up at him immediately.

“what’s so funny?” you ask seriously, stopping your actions.

“i just… i just can’t believe that happened.” he laughs loudly, looking over at you from the corner of his eye, “we could have been arrested, you know.”

furrowing your eyebrows at him, you manage to let out a loud giggle yourself after a while of letting the situation sink into your mind. well, it was kinda funny… perverted and awkward, but still funny.

smiling, you lean into his side and peck his cheek, sighing in content and enjoying the last few minutes you have with him alone before you arrive at your destination.

feedback is always appreciated 🧡

[naturesapphic]

Idk if u saw the interview of the hot chicken wings with billies but Can u write a fic with Billie and un doing this interview!! And like billie letting yn win bc she loves seeing yn happy! (I don’t know if u should do it with little yn or « big » yn so u decide!!!!)

Hot Ones: Versus

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: cussing, fluff, Billie being a little simp for her girl

Word count: 1,967

“You spin it baby. You’ve been wanting to.” Billie said with a teasing smile on her face. I leaned over to spin the hot sauce bottle and it lands on Billie. “You go first bils!” You said excitedly as Billie smiles at your cuteness. “Yep it’s my turn. Go ahead and hit me with it mamas.” Billie said confidently. “As a songwriter there’s a constant need to document your innermost thoughts and feelings. Read your last notes app entry out loud.” I ask and Billie smiles as she pulls her phone out of her baggy pants. “Ruh roh.” She sings out in a funny voice you love so much.

Billie starts to go through her phone and lets out her loud laugh that always makes you giggle. “Y’all it’s a quote from my dad.” Billie says and keeps laughing. “I was talking to my friend nat the other day and nat said you literally have the most beautiful eyes I’ve seen except for maybe your dad.” Billie explains and you agree with her. “Your mom has really beautiful eyes too.” You said and Billie agrees with you. “100%. Most beautiful eyes ever for two parents. Anyway I was telling my dad this and he goes your mom said I have bird eyes.” She said while sticking her pointed finger up making you laugh. “Then he said and that I look like a baby Dinosaur.” Billie giggles out and you kept laughing, almost losing your breath.

You looked over to see Maggie laughing and agreeing with Billie. Billie looked over and saw her mom agreeing and Billie points to her “she’s like yep. She’s like yeah.” Billie says as she looks back over to you. “Okay my turn!” Your girlfriend says excitedly as she picks up one of the cards and starts reading. “Can you guess one of the pet peeve’s Billie has of you.” She said out loud and you looked at her shocked. “I didn’t know you had pet peeves over me!” You said gasping dramatically as Billie looks around nervously. “Uhhh not really but there’s this one this you do that I absolutely hate and it’s because finneas does this too.” She explains and you immediately knew what she was talking about. “Me and finneas will put our feet up on stuff a lot.” You said and Billie nods as she giggles.

“A lot of the time finneas is barefoot while you usually have your socks on. Sometimes y’all will wear your gross shoes and have y’all’s feet up still.” Billie explained and went ahead and moved some of the food away so she could prop her feet up to show everyone how y’all do it. “And my face is like right there.” She laughs out and puts her feet down. It was now round two and it was your turn now to ask her another question. “In addition to being a Grammy award winning singer, you’re also a style icon. Rate these classic billie eilish fits on a scale of 1 to 10.” You read out and Billie groans as you gather the pictures together. “Jeez…” she mutters to herself.

“We’re gonna give that like a three.” She said about the camo outfit. “I had the idea, the idea was there. I had grey sweatpants on, I had a camouflage vest. It really doesn’t look good on though.” Billie explained and you gave her a pout. “I thought it looked amazing on you bils!” You said and Billie felt her cheeks heat up at your compliment. “This is cute!” You say as you pull up the next picture that was of Billie wearing a sailor moon outfit. “That was cute. I give it like a 7/8. All things anime is like the coolest shit ever. I feel like anytime I have a shirt that has any sort of anime character on it, it’s the coolest shirt I own.” Billie explains and you nod your head in agreement. You put up the next picture and the both of you ooh at it.

“This was a person whose shit did not stink.” Billie said while you gave her a confused look. “Well she thought her shit did not stink.” She corrected as you smiled at her. “I remember walking around this specific event being just like I am absolutely the sickest person in the world.” She said as she told the story of the photo. This time billie went over and picked up the next one which was her “assassin’s creed” outfit she wore. “Oh look it’s the assassin’s creed look!” You said while giggling. “It’s kind of hard. I feel like that’s an eight. This is so embarrassing.” She said as she looks around the room.

“Now it’s my turn to ask you. What’s the worst celebrity you’ve ever met?” Billie asked and you sat there quietly for a while, trying to think of an answer because you didn’t want to eat the hot wing. “I’m trying not to punch down.” You said not really thinking and Billie laughed. “Try not to punch down did you say?” She said confused. “Yeah I could punch way down.” You said giggling and the two of you laughed. You whined a bit as you couldn’t come up with an answer so you take a bite of your chicken wing. “Whew…that’s hot…but it’s really yummy. It’s probably because I’m hungry as fuck.” You said while wincing slightly. “Same.” Billie agreed as you picked up a card to ask her a question. “Couple test. I’m going to write down my answer and you have to guess my response. Guess wrong and eat a death wing.” You said dramatically.

“What is my favorite song of yours baby?” You ask and she makes a thinking face as she starts to write down her answer but then stops and then goes back to writing again. “Do you have it?” You asked and she nodded as she picks up her board and shows you her answer. “Nope that’s not it baby. But that one is one of my favs but it’s y/f/b/s (your favorite Billie song).” You replied and Billie lets out an ohhhhh. “That’s a great answer babygirl.” She says and you feel your cheeks become redder and it wasn’t because of the chicken. “I wanna eat a wing” Billie said in her baby voice she does and you coo at her. “Well you did get the answer wrong sooooo…take a biteee babyyy.” You said smiling as she gets excited to eat it.

She takes a decent bite and makes a mmm noise. “This is fire.” She says and you laugh loudly as she enjoys it. One of the people behind the camera asked if the spice was kicking in yet for her. “I think so. It’s getting a little hard to think.” Billie states and does a little smile and burps which makes you chuckle at her behavior. “You’ve never been shy about giving credit to your early musical influences. Now that your heroes have become your peers. Rank these artists from most to least talented.” You ask and gave her a shocked expression to which she matched that expression with you.

“Ooh….who?” She asked you and you grimaced at what you were about to say. “Tyler the creator, Lana del ray, childish Gambino, and Justin Bieber.” You said and Billie groaned. “Oh my God….most to least talented?” She asked and you nodded. “I don’t know if I can do it.” She said and laughed nervously. “Well baby eat a death wing im afraid.” You said and she grabbed her vegan wing. “It’s the lips that are the problem. The mouth and tongue is fine.” She said as she goes in and takes a bite on the top. You decided to eat one since you were starving and you regretted it. “Fuck! That’s so fucking hot…” you breathed out as you felt like you were gonna pass out. “You okay mamas? You can have milk or water if you want. It’s what it’s there for.” She said softly as she looks at you with worry.

“Yeah no I’m fine baby it’s okay. Let’s keep going.” You reassured her and she nodded. She picks up a card and it read a wild card and as soon as she said it a airhorn was blasted which made the two of you jump. Billie looked terrified and you started cackling at her face. “What the fuck dude!” You exclaimed and Billie shook her head in disbelief jokingly as she tries to read the card but was having trouble getting the words out. “It’s tradition around here to put a little extra on the last wing. You and your opponent can add an extra dab to your final wings now.” Billie read aloud and you groaned. Billie tied her hair back and took off her jacket while you took yours off and put your hair up as well. “What’s the question or challenge we have to do?” You ask as you just wanted to get this over with.

“Don’t smile at me. Challenge your partner to a compliment battle. First person to smile must eat a death wing.” She read and the both of you dreaded what was to come. “Baby this is so sad…” she said breathlessly. “Ummm…you have the most beautiful eyes mama…” she said and you kept your face neutral. “You are the most talented person I know.” You say to her and you saw her lips twitch up for a second but it never turned into a smile. “You are an incredible driver even though you drive fast as fuck.” You said and she holds in her giggles. “You are hot as fuck.” She said and you put your hand over your lips so you wouldn’t smile. “You always look good in the most bizarre clothing.” You said but you let out a laugh as did Billie.

“Well we both laughed so here we go but are you okay though princess?” Billie asked you as the two of you picked up a wing. “It can’t get any worse.” You replied and Billie shook her head laughing. “Oh but it totally can mama.” She warned and you took a deep breath. “I love ya.” Billie said and you said it back. The two of you ate pretty big bites and the two of your were dying by the end. It was clear that Billie had won since she didn’t drink anything but in her eyes you had won. She grabs the trophy and hands it to you while you looked at her in disbelief. “You deserve it mamas and plus I love you a whole bunch.” She said and you coo at her.

She leans over and tries to take a bite out of the fake wing and makes a disgusted face. “Oh my gosh…you didn’t even make that a little bit edible” she said as she pushes the trophy closer to you. “Baby what the fuck.” You laugh out and stand up as Billie stands up with you. You end the video with the two of you saying goodbye and that was that. Even though Billie could have gotten the trophy, there’s not one thing she wouldn’t give/do for her girl.

A/n: this took me so long to do so please like, comment, reblog everything lol thank you to the anon who requested this. I hope they enjoyed it and I hope the rest of y’all did too. Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all!

[satoruhour]

hello!! ive been lurking on your acc for a little bit and i absolutely adore your writing like omg!! but earlier i got to thinkin about toji (as we all do) and i was thinking about how vulgar i imagine him to be in a sexual context and it makes me like soo shy and im not shy 🙄 im just obsessed with the idea of him saying really filthy shit to us and then practicing what he preaches yk

PRACTISE WHAT YOU PREACH

a/n: i keep falling asleep on the couch writing. and thank u for the inspiration for the name LOL

wc: 2.4k

warnings: reader has the same bite to her as toji does but gets shy when said man says filthy things, dom!toji, implication of sex in parts of the drabble, (public) dirty talk, pet names, he calls you ‘whore’ and ‘slut‘, toji calls you ‘mama’ once, oral (m receiving), deepthroating, spitting (on hand and in mouth), p -> v penetration, clit stimulation, unprotected sex, riidng, praise, degradation, daddy kink at the end, creampie / breeding kink, brief oral / cunnilingus @ the end, n*sfw under the cut

fushiguro toji is a vulgar man inside and out. It’s obvious when he tells the teenage boys to go fuck themselves when he catches them looking at you and you have to slap his bicep, or perhaps grabbing a piece of your ass while waiting in line to pay for groceries and all you can do is send him a nasty glare and a strong nudge of your elbow.

he doesn’t mind his baby fighting back, especially with how easily he can overturn the tables and have you squirming and breathing heavily whenever he gets you under him in the bedroom.

it comes to light first when you’re talking with a co-worker at a company party, talking casually with them before toji comes over with both your drinks. he’s tamer, then, sucking up to your insufferable colleagues even if they didn’t know what they were saying. this dude was clearly eyeing you, too, despite knowing toji was your plus one, and at that point the poor man has had enough.

“how ’bout you invite him back to our hotel and let him watch as i fuck you? maybe then he would stop fucking starin’.” toji passes you your drink as he whispers it, albeit the last part filled with mild bitterness, not entirely as secretive as he would like to be because the colleague’s eyes are widening immediately. he swallows his saliva at the large stature of your boyfriend’s and you just know he did it on purpose. but when you don’t reply and bark back at him with annoyance, toji’s lips curl in a smile, a light bulb going off in his head at his discovery and he’s been incessant since.

“yeah? how ’bout you clean a bathroom for once, fucker,” you roll your eyes, throwing a rag into the bathroom sink, disgruntled at how your boyfriend couldn’t even clean his own sink. it was beyond him to clean the place where water flowed everyday but when he told you that all you could muster was a look of disgust.

you were in no mood for him when you saw him creep in behind you in the mirror, eyes trained on the male who just mutters apologies into your neck, kissing the skin there like a tease and resist the urge to shiver, keeping up your angered expression.

until his words hit. “’m sorry baby, shoulda known better than to say stupid shit like that. how ’bout i make it up to you?”

“like what, toji? you gonna get on your hands and knees and scrub the floors yourself? cause i’d like th—”

“i’ll do it,” but not for the reason you think, “i’ll do it if i get to eat my pretty girl’s pussy out. and then let me pound her while she watches how good i make her feel.”

needless to say, your panties were thrown in the washing machine immediately as he made your moans echo in that squeezy bathroom, and the sink ended up being squeaky clean for the next few weeks.

it’s the best way to get you to shut up and sometimes the way your lips move as you’re rambling about something or how your figure looks as you’re reaching for the tv remote and spouting profanities is just so hypnotising. he’s obsessed with you.

toji stares blankly at you while you’re explaining the way to work the air fryer for the third time that day, and it’s not his fault you’re currently in a camisole. it’s accentuating your tits and the home shorts you’re in isn’t helping either, because he can easily swipe it to the side to fuck into you.

you snap your fingers in front of his face, “wha—? listen to me when i’m talking to you, babe.”

toji just rolls his eyes, something he knows you hate, and he watches your outburst with a lovestruck smile. he catches your snapping hand with ease, switching to holding it. “hey! what did i say about rolling eyes?”

he leans forward, placing his other hand dangerously close to your ass, but the forehead peck distracts you. “i heard you the first time, darling.”

“you—!” toji just laughs at your surprise. sure, he was old as fuck but he wasn’t entirely clueless about the air fryer, but he let you explain and drone on about the settings, knowing you’d be focused on the device. that way, his eyes could travel unforgivingly and just like that, the playful moment is overcome by his vulgar disposition again, the act of his body craving yours before his words made you freeze on the spot.

“but enough about air fryers, hm?” the sight of toji’s hand almost covering yours was enough to send you reeling, but it’s increased when he drags your hand down the hardness of his front. you can feel the ridges of his abs, down, down, down until his bulge. he guides you to squeeze his dick, a guttural groan making its way to the front of his throat. “how ’bout you show me how much your eyes can roll back as my cock disappears into you, huh?”

your breath hitches at the proposition and toji’s smile spreads into a grin at your reaction because it’s like this every. single. time. unconsciously your hands start to undo the knot of his sweatpants, pulling it under his hardened shaft, the other sighing when your hand finally wraps around it. it aches so much that he finds himself thrusting into your hand briefly before you start stroking.

toji gathers a blob of spit on his tongue and maintains eye contact, spitting directly onto his cock for some lubrication and you take a deep breath, slick noises sounding out throughout the house. he makes sure to do it again later. “getting it ready for your pretty little cunt, aren’t you? filthy girl— f-fuck…”

the words make you rub your thighs together, stepping closer to him while you continue stroking, up, down and up, down, determined to give him a taste of his own medicine. pushing him until you’re out of the kitchen, he lets you shove him onto the couch, a loud groan leaving his lips when you descend to your knees and your mouth closes around his cock.

“s’big,” you whimper, swirling your tongue around his angry tip and going back to deepthroating him, desperate to feel his dick down your throat.

“oh— s-shit, baby,” toji pulls back the hair from your head, seeing your eyes barely being able to focus as it hits the back of your throat, “that’s it… suck it like the dirty whore you are.”

the degradation is reason enough for you to bob your head quickly, moaning around his length as your mouth drips drool mixed with the pre-cum from his tip. toji chokes out your name, hips bucking into your warm mouth while your hands find purchase on his thick thighs, taking him down your throat until your nose meets his pelvis. soon he‘s cumming down your throat with grunts, feeling the hot semen rush into your cavern.

“stay there, good fuckin’ girl,” the other groans out when your eyes shift to him, swallowing bits of his cum with a small stream of tears filling your lash line that threaten to fall. he notices your hand sneaking into your panties and he smirks, bringing you off his cock to catch your breath. you sputter and gasp, hand still lightly wrapped around him. he’s still hard after cumming, but he’s also more sensitive.

“can i ride you now?” you ask like it’s any other question, shimmying out of your underwear before wasting no time to straddle him. his tip pokes your pussy and you grab him, dragging him up and down your folds to collect your slick. before long, you’re grinding on the bottom of his shaft, your labia spread along his dick and toji is charmed by how you move on him with needy moans and two hands on his torso.

“sure ya can, doll, but…” you can tell toji’s impatient, as with you, so with a roll of your eyes (toji mumbles under his breath that you’re a hypocrite), you sink down slowly on him, the arousal of your cunt wet enough to take him without prep. inch by inch you take him deep, head thrown back as toji enjoys the view — the curve of your body, how your nipples poke through your camisole — and he smiles as his baby calls out his name from being so full.

“o-oh my god… toji—” the last bits of his name fades out when he moves his hips experimentally, the pain soon fading into pleasure and the feel of his cock in you causes you to lean forward.

“yes?” he grins, body now propped up with his elbows, meeting you halfway, “is my princess tired already?”

“n-no, i can do it,” you mewl when your hips start to bounce, the stretch of his dick feeling so good. he’s reaching places in you that you can’t even fathom, “i can take you…”

toji groans softly at your declaration, body twisted in such pleasure as you soon find a rhythm on him, relishing in the way toji watches you with lust in his eyes. he helps you with a hand on your hips, but the other pushes your top past your tits, mouth latching onto your nipple and taking one into his mouth and the gesture halts your movement for a bit. a chill runs through your body as he swirls his tongue around your bud, a breathless moan leaving you as toji looks up at you through hooded eyes.

it’s got you clenching, and toji hums into your chest, moving to your other nipple before releasing it with a pop! “tired?”

you make a small sound of agreement, the sensations of his thick cock in you paired with his lips on your tits and the burn of your thighs too much for you. he happily indulges you, bringing your body close to him before he plants his feet on the sofa and fucks up into you, a choked moan leaving you. that one thrust was just to tease you, limping into his embrace as he hears the slap of his balls onto your ass.

“you’re taking me alright,” toji laughs, cut off by a moan when he continues his ministrations, entranced by how you’re so wet you manage to leak down his length. with how your pussy is drooling, he rams into you easily, obscene noises of your sopping cunt against his pelvis as your sounds of pleasure comes out in little breaths.

“so wet,” toji comments softly, cock twitching from how your boobs felt against him and how your pussy feels so damn tight. it hugs him so snugly he has to will himself not to cum, but you’re making it difficult by how you call out his name in whines. “don’t tell me she was wet earlier already?”

you can hardly focus on his questions as he bullies his cock into you, body rocking from his relentless hips and the friction of your clit against his skin, but you mutter out a yes, a high-pitched one that’s got toji chuckling.

“my baby loves it when i talk dirty, huh?” you whine into his neck, arms tightening around his neck, “she loves it when i tell her how much i want to slam my cock into her pussy, yeah?” toji is ruthless, continuing to thrust while his words have very much the same effect. “or maybe she wants me to say how i want to cum deep in her cunt, filling her to the brim. shit… does she want me to fuck a baby into her?”

you clamp down around his cock with a loud moan and he stutters, “gotta stop clenching around me, darlin’, f-fuck.”

“y-yeah… wan’ that…” you pull away from your hiding place to babble out, eyes close to closing and drool dripping down the sides of your mouth. “wan’ all your cum, daddy.”

toji sucks in a breath at the name drop and in a second, he’s switching the positions. he admires the sweat on your skin and your heaving chest, and for the first time he’s able to see just how soaking wet you are, along with the stretch of your pussy on him.

“wan’ you to make me a mommy…” you mewl softly, and that’s all it takes for the other to start moving again because if it’s anything he loves more than seeing you crumble at his words, it’s how you tell him what you want.

you can feel toji twitch in you at that, but you have close to no strength, letting him thrust into you with vigour that’s running out too — he’s too besotted with your moans and face that’s morphed into pleasure, along with your whiny pleas.

“c’mon, open your mouth, mama,” toji pulls on your bottom lip with his thumb, “stick out ya tongue.”

you obey, hand squeezing his bicep as he gathers saliva in his mouth again, thrusts stopping briefly. he can feel your hips move, but you’re still focused on how toji purses his lips and how the spit leaves his lips — the long line of spit that descends slowly onto your tongue and the tension that surrounds it tells him you love it.

“attagirl,” he grins, wiping the corners of your cavern as the pace starts up again, and it’s so sudden you already feel like cumming.

“g’nna cum, daddy,” you mutter out, legs closing around him when you feel the familiar coil of your abdomen and toji just holds you closer, intoxicated with the moment that he wants it to last. “gonna—”

your eyes are blown wide when toji secretly reaches down to press a thumb into your clit, drawing lazy circles. that’s enough for your orgasm to come crashing down on you, pussy clenching hard on the other.

“daddy— oh my god!” toji still continues to rail into you, whimpers of his name spurring him on until you’re moaning out again as his cock spurts his cum deep in your cunt, filling you with his load until it spills out.

toji immediately drops down and starts to lap at your clit, a first class seat to his cum leaking from your pussy, laughing when you hardly care about it staining the sofa, too cockdrunk to care about reprimanding him.

“so pliant,” toji uses a finger to push his cum into you, “maybe i should get you like this more often, heh.”

[caelisblade]

¡! drunk on you | marius von hagen

cw: this one’s very messy, established relationship (engaged), fem!reader, use of aphrodisiac chocolate (and it works. real good), unprotected sex, creampies, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, squirting, slight spanking, restraint (you cuff him to the bed), think this is all

a/n: don‘t know what monster took over me here tbh but i hope u enjoy lmao

also posted on my ao3

well, fuck. 

marius was unable to concentrate. the words that were being thrown during the meeting were going in one ear and leaving the other one and he simply was too frustrated to even continue on. 

“apologies, ladies and gentlemen, there is a little emergency i have to take care of. would you mind coming in tomorrow around this time again? i would like to re-start this meeting then”, marius announced, hands shaking. 

once the board agreed on a time, they all started to leave and marius took out his phone again to send you a message. 

“i’m coming home. you better be there.” 

– 

oh. 

that was the only thing you could think and say once you read his last message of him coming home. you giggled, happy that the chocolate actually worked and grabbed one piece of it, too. if he already had some, might as well eat one too, right? 

you were anxiously waiting for him to come home as you slowly felt your body tingle, every single sense slowly feeling like it’s heightened before he slammed the front door open and shut, finally entering his bedroom where he had you pinned underneath him within the second. 

“all that’s been in my fucking mind throughout the entire meeting was that i wanted to fuck you dumb until you either pass out or i physically can’t cum anymore. i ended my meeting early because of this and now i have to re-do that entire shit again tomorrow.” 

his hands were around your wrists, pinning them on both sides next to your head as he had your legs locked in between his knees, not allowing you to move an inch. his eyes were looking straight at yours, that piercing gaze had you squirming in his tight grasp. 

“please, do. please fuck me”, you breathed out, just before all control left his body and his lips were against yours, his hands letting go of your wrists and your arms were wrapped around his neck; the kiss so full of passion and need and desperation – all that either of you could think of was fucking each other into a brainless mess. 

you couldn’t remember the last time you had seen your financé so needy or horny – not that you were complaining, though. it was endearing; he was so impatient that he simply ripped your clothes apart to get them off your skin, not that you were any different when it was about his suit that made him look so fucking handsome. 

when you whined to complain about the wasted clothes, he shushed you and mumbled softly into your ear; “i’ll buy you new ones. anything you want. no matter the fucking price.” he started nibbling your earlobe, making you giggle. “you deserve the world, princess.” 

“stop talking so much and fuck me, idiot”, you mumbled, “i need you.” 

before he could reply, you pulled him back into a kiss as you were pulling off pants as quickly as possible. “shut up”, you mumbled again and again. 

“fucking minx. first you get me fucking going with that chocolate and now you want me to shut up, huh?”, he groaned, pinning your hands against the pillows again. he slowly wandered down, kissing his way down your jaw, neck, breasts and stomach, just before he looked up at you with a smirk and dove into your pussy, tongue licking up your entrance before he started playing with your clit. he slowly eased two of his fingers inside as well, your hands entangling with his hair as you started to move your hips up and down for some more friction. 

“no, no, baby, don’t you fucking dare. i eat you the way i like to and you stay still like my pretty little slut, hm? just take it, baby”, he stopped for a moment to tease and edge you for a moment, giggling innocently as you stared daggers at him. 

“come on, please”, you whined, desperation clear and evident in your tone. “please. don’t tease me.” 

“but it’s so much fun”, he replied, before his lips were back on your clit, sucking as he fingered you simultaneously having you trash around again, so close to your release. “mhm, tasting so good, baby, how about you come for me, hm? let me taste your delicious cum.” 

the groan he let out as he felt you lose the last shred of self-control before your body was trembling in aftershocks from your orgasm was probably the best sound you had ever heard. just as you were hoping he’d come up and finally fuck you properly, his lips were reattached to your clit and he was back at making you lose your mind on his tongue alone, overstimulating your poor clit over and over until all you could do was lay there breathlessly and tears brimming in your eyes from how good it felt. 

“babe, shit, p-please, just fuck me!”, you cried out, back arching as yet another orgasm coursed through your body. it was so mind-numbing, the constant stimulation, that you almost forgot that he, too, was totally far-gone on that aphrodisiac chocolate. “need your cock in me. don’t know if blue balls are really a thing but i don’t want to experience it either way. please.” 

marius only laughed, shaking his head. “whatever my beautiful baby wants.” 

he was back on top of you and kissed you, making you taste your own cum on his lips, the way he had so messily eaten you out over and over had his chin glistening in your slick. you felt his tip rub against your clit, that poor bundle of nerves being stimulated without a break and having you twitch once more. 

just before you started complaining again, he pressed his tip against your entrance and finally thrusted fully into you, your wetness making it easy for him to slide in deep until he hit the sweet spot that had you arching your back into him again. 

“fuck, feels so good”, you cried out as he started fucking you like an animal; the bedpost slamming against the wall with how rough he was, the need and desperation coming from the aphrodisiac he consumed finally overpowering all bits of self-control he had left.

“your pussy’s so fucking tight, can’t take it anymore”, he groaned, “need to cum, fuck, can i cum inside?” 

that’s something you loved about him so much – no matter how he sometimes acted like a horny teenager when he fucked your brain’s out, he’d always make sure to ask if it was okay for him to bury his seed deep inside. not that you had ever denied him of that simple pleasure, he still preferred to ask. that simple question had you fall in love with him again and again. “yes. fuck, yes, please, fill me up”, you whined. 

with another loud groan his hips stilled, as he came deep inside of you, before he was able to catch his breath, he slipped out, turning you around on your hands and knees and bury himself back inside, fucking his cum back inside. marius spanked your ass before he kneaded the skin roughly, you were so sure your whole body was going to be sore. 

“such a pretty ass for me, hm?”, he was so needy and desperate to fuck you to a crying and overstimulated mess, “come on, baby, make me cum, hm?” 

his hands were all over your body before he grabbed your hair and pulled; he planted a soft kiss on your cheek as he looked at your beautiful, messy face, a total contradiction of how he was degrading you again; “fucking slut, just wanted me to fuck you till you pass out, huh? tempted my sweet tooth with that chocolate and just had to wait to get me so hard i couldn’t concentrate on my meeting anymore. ain’t that fucking right, baby?” 

your eyes rolled back as you sobbed, he kept on slapping your ass as he fucked you. as you felt a particularly hard slap, you whined, looking back at him. “answer. me.” he punctuated each word with a hard thrust, before he resumed his rough and hard pace. 

“yes, fuck, yes”, you cried out, moving your hips back against his, to meet his thrusts. “just wanted you to come home and fuck my brain’s out!” 

“good girl”, he mumbled, praising you for not lying to him in attempt to get out of this. with his rough pace and your pussy gripping his cock like a vice – it was no surprise that he came buried deep inside again, filling your womb with his cum as he pulled out, watching the creamy seed slowly drip out before he turned you around onto your back again and softly kissed your sensitive clit, your folds clenching around nothing and causing his cum to drip out even more. 

“so fucking good, baby”, he groaned, “gonna make you cum over and over again, baby, need you to be a total mess for me, huh? gonna fill that pussy full of my cum until you can’t take any inside anymore.”

“yes, god, fuck, please”, you moaned, the stimulation he put your body through had you coming once again, gushing all over his chin and chest, his cum leaking out at the same time and making a total mess of the bedsheets but neither of you could really care. 

“fuck, that was hot”, marius groaned, slapping your cunt with his hand, not too hard, but enough for you to squirt again and more. “so, so fucking good, huh, feeling good, baby?”

you felt so dizzy from all that pleasure he put your poor body through, despite him not allowing you to pleasure him the ways you wished to, vision blurry as you finally were allowed to catch your breath. 

it kind of pissed you off that he was the one who got more affected by the chocolate but you were the one being constantly pleasured. once he had made himself comfortable next to you to give you a break, you grabbed the handcuffs that were attached to the bed and cuffed his hands together, restricting him of any movement. 

“y/n”, he said, warning you. “don’t you fucking dare. uncuff me right fucking now.” 

you giggled and shrugged, shaking your head. “no.”

“i will make you regret this, you know that, right?”

“mhm, i do”, you giggle, slowly wrapping your hand around his cock and slowly jerking him off, having him throw his head into his neck as he moaned softly, growing weak in those soft and simple ministrations. “but you deserve to be pampered for once, too, don’t you, baby? just relax and take it.” 

your hand started moving faster, his hips were twitching like a needy teenager who just can’t stop cumming as you felt his cum dribble down your hand and you quickly licked it off. 

“fuck”, he groaned, slowly coming back to his senses as you slowly aligned your entrance with his cock, sinking down with a whine and immediately picking up the pace as you ride him. 

“just like that, what a good girl you are for me, baby”, he praised you, despite being in handcuffs, he was still in full control over everything. you didn’t complain tho, but your eyes widened when you heard the cheap metal breaking and his hands on your body. 

“didn’t buy the good ones, huh? well, i told you i’d make you regret this, didn’t i, slut?” 

within the second, he had you underneath him once more, fucking his cock deep inside of you again. “fucking whore, needed me to fuck you stupid, huh?” 

“yes, please, fuck, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop”, you cried for the last time before he filled you up once more, staying inside for a brief moment before he slipped out and laid down next to you. 

“that chocolate was good, huh?”, he laughed as he caught his breath, the effect of the aphrodisiac slowly fading. “wouldn’t complain to try it again sometime. how about… our wedding night, huh?” 

“i like the sound of that”, you replied, yawning as you cuddled against him. “but we gotta clean this up, like, right now. you know that, right?”

“unfortunately”, he grumbled before he got up on his shaky legs, lifted you with ease and carried you towards the bathroom. “let’s get washed down first, though. we got all the time we need to clean up.”

you ended up fucking again in the shower.

visuals that inspired me: links are twt prn

marius fucking his cum back inside

marius being obsessed with eating u out

marius railing you so good, you keep on begging him not to stop

marius making you drip with his cum <3

[hitomisuzuya]

OH OH OHH THE SPOOKY SEASON IS HERE

SCREAM! KILLER SCARA?!? WANTING TO HUNT U DOWN AND SCARE U AT UR FRIENFD PARTY BUT HE ENDS UP FINGERING YOU IN A ROOM

Don’t ask why the guy who talked to u ended up dead it wasn’t him he swears

Killer!Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Fingering. Fingersucking. Degradation. Mentions of gore. Yandere Scara.

😳 You guys know I love it when requests are worded like this. I may have gotten carried away with this.

Scaramouche emerged from the woods across the street from the party, wiping blood off of his knife. Honestly, he was going to let him live. Really he was. Actually he wasn't.

Maybe he would've, but he just kept insisting. His mistake was touching you after you'd turned him down. Nobody touched what was already Scaramouche's.

Scaramouche had been carrying on a nice conversation with you, having gotten your phone number, and had just worked his way to putting his hand on your thigh when you moved closer to him on the couch so you could hear him better.

Then that shithead came up, spouted about a bunch of bullshit about how Scaramouche was a loser, and that you would be better off with him. Scaramouche wanted to grab him by the throat when the guy reached out and touched your shoulder.

Yeah, that shithead needed to die. He didn't know how it happened, and every one at the party thought his knife was just a prop for Halloween. No one would suspect a thing.

Scaramouche walked back to the party without anyone really knowing he'd been gone. Though he hoped you'd noticed and tried looking for him.

Now, where to find you. After the now very dead shithead tried taking you away from him, you'd gone off and hid by your friend to avoid the persistent guy.

Now you didn't have to worry about him anymore.

Before Scaramouche had slit his throat, he'd cut out his eyes for looking at you, and his fingers for touching you. No real big loss for the world, really.

Your friend pointed him in the direction of her bedroom, saying you were hiding in there cause it was quiet.

Up the stairs Scaramouche went. He saw the door to your best friend's bedroom open a crack. Quietly, quietly he tip toed up to the door. He was relieved when it didn't creak when he opened it. Because if it had, he wouldn't have been able to--

"Boo!"

You jumped, nearly rolling off your best friend's bed. "Holy shit, you scared me," You said, blushing at his amused laugh.

"My bad," His response was totally unapologetic. Once he sat on the bed next to you, all it took was a few teasing purrs about distressing you, and a hand on your thigh for him to get your legs spread, a single finger sopping in and out of your cunt.

"I've been thinking about this all night," He groaned, nudging his finger into your sweet spot in a way that made your back arch off the bed, letting the out the sweetest moans.

Scaramouche swiped his thumb across your throbbing clit. Your thighs shook as you bucked your hips up into his hand. "Do you feel good, slut?" He licked his lips, his cock throbbing from how pathetic your mewling sounded.

One of your hands gripped the bedsheets. "Mhm, yes! Yes I do," Begging for another finger wasn't beneath you, because come on, his fingers are fucking beautiful. "Put another finger inside of me, please!" You pleaded, looking at him desperately.

"Oh?" Scaramouche taunted, laughing at pleading mewl when he took his finger out of your cunt. "You want another finger, hm?" Gripping your chin with one hand, he tilted your head up and shoved two fingers into your mouth. They felt so good prodding and gliding on your tongue as he pushed them into your throat. "Get them nice and wet for me, doll."

You moaned happily as Scaramouche pumped his fingers in and out of your mouth, making you choke on them before bullying them up inside of you. He hooked them harshly into your sweet spot. He'd already made you cum once, and your second orgasm was fast approaching.

"Fuck, you are dripping down my wrist," He hissed, slamming his fingers inside of you, scissoring your walls apart.

"A third finger would feel so good, please!" You begged, writhing on the bed. He teased a third finger against your entrance. He would give you what you wanted. Your walls clamped immediate when he bullied a third finger inside of you.

It didn't take long for you to cum on his fingers, crying out for him as he fingered you through your orgasm. You were twitching and drooling by the time he pulled his fingers out of you. You happily opened your mouth for them when he pushed them against your lips.

"You'll be coming home with me, yes?" He asked, laughing when you bobbed your head onto his fingers to draw them into your throat. You nodded.

"By the way, I took care of your annoyance," Scaramouche said, watching drool pool out your mouth, "you won't have to worry about him anymore."

"Hm?" You muffled, too fucked out to understand what he really said.

[redr0sewrites]

threesome with nesta + cassian from acotar during the frenzy? i love both characters sm and saw u were taking reqs :>

hhhhh yes they are soooo fine

🥀Cw: SMUT!!!, threesome/poly, gn!reader, dirty talk, mating frenzy

🥀minors dni

cassian and nesta are wonderful partners, but when it comes to the mating frenzy??? they are literally SO overprotective and horny i just know it

from the minute the frenzy starts to the minute it ends the three of you are all over eachother. they both definitely enjoy spit roasting, with Cassian fucking you senseless while Nesta rides your face. they will absolutely make out while on top of you, and if she's feeling especially cruel, Nesta would absolute play with your clit/cock while Cassian fucks you

Nesta would be sooo mean!!! she definitely uses your sensitivity and horniness against you, even though she's just as insatiable. Nesta and Cassian are pure opposites when it comes to dirty talk, and they'll switch up on you until your fuzzy with pleasure. one minute Nesta could be spitting out the cruelest words and condescending remarks while Cassian praises you with no end in sight, and the next minute Nesta could be pampering you and praising you while Cassian whispers the filthiest shit in your ear and calls you his little slut. they are genuinely so versatile in bed, and that's only amplified during the frenzy

if you are more of a dominant person, you and Nesta DEFINITELYYYYY team up on Cassian at least a fee times, until he's all overstimulated and subby :( if you have a dick he woukd absolutely adore being pegged, but he would deny it to no end. if you don't thats ok too, you can still use a strap which will lead to the same effect- a wrecked and needy Cassian

USE HIS SENSITIVE WINGS AGAINST HIM. you and Nesta on either side of him while he's restrained, gently caressing his wings and teasing his thighs, but not touching his painfully hard cock. he'll be whimpering in minutes, he just needs you so much!

Nesta is a bit harder to team up on, but it can be managed. you'd have to start off slow, praise her and feed her ego. she loooves being pampered when she's subbing and is def a bratty pillow princess. she'll be very pliant and down for whatever, but COMPLAINS the entire time about how she can't feel a thing. so, in response, you and Cassian work together to fuck her SENSELESS. the easiest way to break her down is with incessant praise, she absolutely meltsssss

your all big fans of marking, like your all walking out of your 3 week frenzy with claw marks, hickies, and bruises on every available inch of your bodies'. your definitely gonna be wearing turtlenecks for a few weeks lmao.

you guys definitely prioritize aftercare a lot though. you always pause between sessions to get food and water, and y'all definitely bathe together. it's not always spicy either, sometimes bathing during the frenzy was intimate but not in a sexual way. lots of massages over sore muscles and praise were shared, and bathing together is one of your favorite memories of the frenzy (besides the filthy, steamy sex 💀)

honestly yall probably spend a week after the frenzy just SLEEPING and snuggling together after like barely sleeping for so long 💀

"fuuuck Nes," Cassian groaned between sloppy kisses above you, aligning his cock with your aching hole. Nesta shudders as you moan, sending vibrations against her clit. she was sitting on your face, muscular thighs framing your head as she grinded down against your tongue. Cassian was sliding his aching cock against your hole, grinding down between your folds/ass. you were already wet with preparation from your previous rounds, but the sloppy sounds of Nesta and Cassian making out above you only turned you on more.

Slowly, Cassian thrusted inward, watching in admiration as his cock sinks into your hole. "fuck, baby, takin' me so well," he murmurs, and pulls Nesta back into a breathy kiss. you whine, the fullness of his dick inside you making your clit/cock twitch with need. Nesta's hand travels lower and lower down your sternum, reaching for your pulsing sex. nimble fingers toy with your clit/dick as Nesta's thighs tremble with need.

your tongue works wonders against her aching cunt as Cassian sets a brutal pace. teeth and tongue clash together above you as your two mates make out, and the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. you can tell Nesta is getting close from her breathy whines, and the way her thighs tremble with each roll of her hips against your face. Cassian's cock twitches inside you as Nesta lets out an especially wanton moan, and your back arches in response.

Cassian's dick hits a sweet spot inside you that you barely knew existed, and you moan against Nesta's clit. her hips buck against your face as her orgasm washes over her, and you can feel the coil in your abdomen tightening as well. a string of curses leaves Nesta's lips as you grip onto her thighs, pulling her through her high as you continue to eat her out. Cassian nearly comes at the sight, his two perfect mates deep in their own pleasure.

Nesta's swift fingers keep working at your clit/cock until your clenched tight around Cassian, your hole practically sucking him in with each thrust. "shit, 'm gonna-" Cassians voice cracks into a moan as his orgasm tears through him. you mewl and buck your hips as he fucks you through your own high, Nesta's thighs squeezing your head as your mind glazes with pleasure.

"don't suffocate them Nes," Cassian murmurs, pulling out as you both come down from your post-orgasmic high. "oh please, they can take it. can't you, doll?" Nesta coos, and you struggle to nod from beneath her thighs. Cassian shoots her a look, and she crawls off of you. the mattress dips as she lays down besides your panting form, and she gently runs her fingers over your stomach, tracing upwards to cup your cheek.

"we weren't too rough, were we?" the question is spoken softly and genuinely, and you shake your head. "don't worry, 'm fine, Nes. just a little tired", you chuckle, and Cassian lays down on your other side. he pulls you both close, his wings enveloping you all and dousing the soft light from a nearby lantern. "lets all get some rest then, shall we?" you and Nesta both nod, worn out from hours of passionate lovemaking. as you begin to drift off to sleep, you can't help but think about how blessed you are to have such wonderful mates.

help the smut is so mid but i'm too tired to edit IM SORRRRRYYYY- I LOVED THIS REQUEST SOOO MUCH THOOOOOO I NEEEEED TO WRITE FOR ACOTAR MORE CASSIAN AND NESTA R SOOO FINEEEE LMAO

[satcrvz]

R U MINE?

in which you get stood up, but suguru is always there to comfort you

f!reader x suguru geto wc: 1.1k not proofread

im sure everyone realizes that i use songs for my titles. i'm v #unoriginal :3

10:23 PM

cold, wet, and definitely exhausted, you trudged through the rain-soaked streets, your mood matching the dreary weather above. It was supposed to be a simple date, but you found yourself standing alone.

you had made an attempt to call shoko, who had set you up with the guy in the first place, but you were met with the voicemail tone almost instantly. her phone must be dead.

you found yourself texting geto instead, seeing if he could come and get you.

you

suguru, can you come get me?

suguru :p

what, he made you pay for the food?

you

no… i got stood up if you must know :/ please come? i’m cold

as you wait for his response, your attention is drawn to the sound of an approaching vehicle. turning your head towards the street, you see the headlights of a car emerging through the darkness, casting a warm glow on the rain-slicked pavement.

“sorry” you blurt out before he even gets the chance to question you. he turns to look at you with a slightly confused look on his face, “you're good, you don’t have to be sorry for anything” you nod, and the two of you ride in silence for the next 3 minutes.

geto breaks the silence, “oh shit, i didn’t even ask you where i'm dropping you off.” angling your head towards him, you inform him you’re pretty close to his house, and you’d rather be there.

after you step through the door of his house, you immediately start pacing around the room vomiting up words, most of it being; "he's such an asshole," "he didn’t even try to tell anyone he couldn’t make it!” geto had always been good at listening, especially during your rants.

it goes on for about 6 more seconds before he stops you, "you should go change clothes. you should’ve brought an umbrella". this earns an eyeroll and a snarky comment from you, "well suguru, i didn't plan on being rained on. clearly i have no clothes"

"don't act like a stranger yn, go shower and just grab some of my clothes from the drawer" you give him a nod, and make your way down the hall to his room while taking off your heels. you shut the door behind yourself and look through the bottom drawer which was full of his shirts that you occasionally like to borrow, and about 2 pairs of shorts you left from when you slept over.

— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

you walked out the bathroom into getos room, and decide to try and call shoko again. to your surprise, she picked up.

the two of you exchanged words, you letting her know what happened, and her apologizing profusely. somewhere along that convo, you reached the topic of geto.

“well, i think he’s into you”

"please don’t make me delusional right now, i seriously doubt it."

"i’m usually spot on with this type of thing! don’t doubt me. i’ve seen how he looks at you"

is she forgetting the reason why you wanted to go on that date? it was more of a free your mind of geto thing, but obviously that turned into the complete opposite. after about 2 more minutes of talking, you say your gooodbyes and make your way back to the living room.

you plopped next to him on the couch. he'd been on his phone previously, but picked up the remote as soon as you came. the two of you scan movies as he goes through them, when he randomly pauses,

“y’know, you’re really pretty. i don’t see how you got stood up” oh? oh. was he messing with you? you kept your eyes focused on the preview, fighting back a smile, “..thanks. i’m confused too, it seemed like he was genuinely into me”

"is insidious okay?"

“do you want me to have nightmares?”

“you’ll be fine”

you felt far from fine. all that ran through your mind was the feeling of his knee against yours, the sudden closeness overwhelming you. you nudged his leg, "close 'em slut"

as the smirk spreads across your face, geto arches an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. "what was that, yn?" he teases, a playful glint in his gaze. you laugh while shaking your head "nothing," you continue, "just watching the movie"

god must've not been on your side in that moment. a figure runs by in the movie scaring both you, and the character.

"if you're scared, you can move closer" he teases, "i don't bite"

you get nervous at the idea, but quickly straighten yourself out, "if it makes you feel better, fine." you quickly add on that you're doing it because he suggested it, not out of fear.

as the movie went on, you found yourself glancing at him when he wasn't looking. you take into account how his eyes follow whatever's on screen, and the way his lips curve into a smile whenever you slightly jump.

later, the movie comes to an end, but the two of you make no attempt to move from the couch. the room is just filled with comfortable silence and the soft sound of the air conditioning.

his voice cuts through the silence, his tone gentle and low, "y'know, despite you being stood up and rained on," he chuckles a bit, "i'm really glad you ended up with me tonight."

you hum and acknowledge his words "me too," you say while drawing circles on the back of his hand.

"there's something i wanted to tell you, but i never found the right time to, and i didn't really know how" your heart skips a beat at his words. "and what would that be?" curiosity was eating you up.

"i really care about you, more than i could probably say in words," your movements of tracing shapes stopped. however, he continued, "i enjoy spending time with you and. . ." there's a short pause that felt like forever, "can i kiss you?" he whispers. you don't hesitate to nod, anticipation coursing through you.

as his lips meet yours in a gentle kiss, you realize that despite the unexpected twists and turns of the night, you wouldn't have wanted it to end any other way.

— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

you

girl i love you. getting stood up was the best thing thats ever happened to me

pookie bae

very odd sentence composure. what does that mean 😭

you

nothing..... just know it involves suguru

pookie bae

WHAT? are you guys dating now?????

pookie bae

girl respond i need details!!! this is a milestone!

[dabuggh3]

ugh i need an imagine of you n hamzah at a house party and yall meet for the first time, n he's trying to spit game🫣🫣 and maybeee he takes u homeeeee 🙏🏽😫

PLEASE AND THANK YOU😖

HIIII I LOVED THIS IDEA SO MUCHH. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!😫🫶

It’s Halloween and you get invited to a party of a close friend. You spent the whole day before trying to chose a costume and end up going with Betty boop. Not your first choice but it’s was simple so oh well.

You arrive you with a friend, then meet up with your other friends. It was a house party so things weren’t too crazy. You sit down on the couch with your friends as you catch up with what’s been going on with your lives recently. You slowly see more and more people coming in, some you recognized and some you didn’t. You decided to get yourself some food, you excuse yourself.

You’re getting yourself some food as you reach for the spoon and someone next to you bumps into you reaching for the bowl too. “ Oh shit my bad, sorry” says a tall Frankenstein with curly hair. “ Dudeeee, I’m so sorry about my friend” says a tall vampire. “ It’s okay, did you want to get some?” you say with a smile. Frankenstein stares at you, “ Oh no no it’s okay you can go first, all you” he says with a smile gesturing to the bowl. “Thank you uhhh??” “ Hamzah” “ Thanks Hamzah, here you go” you hand him the spoon. He smiles and you walk away.

You head back to your friends and finish your food. “ Do you guys want to go play beer pong” “ Yesssss” you say. You guys all walk into the next room and set up to play. You and your friends are playing, as you go to pick up your ping pong ball, someone picks it up for you. You look up and it’s Hamzah, you smile kinda blushing.

You walk back to your friends, “ who was thattttt” “ask him if he wants to play” “ he’s cutee ” they all say giggling and teasing. “ NO STOP”, you knew what was coming,“ HEYYY FRANKENSTEIN DO YOU WANNA PLAY?” Hamzah looks over at them then you, “ Yea”. “ Great you can play with y/n”, you stare at them in disbelief.

You and Hamzah set up the game refilling the cups. “How many rounds?” he asks ending the silence. “Huh!?, oh as many as you want” you say. “ How many can you handle?”, he says looking up at you, you stare at him, “ Didn’t mean for it to sound like that sorry, y/n was it?” he says chuckling. “ You’re good and yea y/n” you says laughing nervously.

You guys begin the game, and later on you win. “ AHHHHHHH” you scream in excitement with your friends. Hamzah leans on the table, head down, as Martin pats him on the back, “ bro it’s okay”. You laugh staring at him defeated, “it’s okay Frankenstein, here “ you walk over to him with open arms. He accepts the hug and you pat his back.

You and Hamzah end up talking more and sit on the couch together. You sit down and Hamzah hands you a pillow, “ for your lap, I saw you fixing your dress”. You smile ,“ so observant, thank you”. “I like your costume by the way” “Thanks me too, you don’t see too many Frankensteins” “ Yea huh, sooo do you live by here”. “Yea not too far like 15 mins, I’m close friends with the host, how about you?” “ I’m about the same, like 18 mins away from here, I was invited so I don’t really know many people but I’m glad I came” he says staring at you.

You giggle, “Is this you trying to flirt with me?” He smiles tilting his head, “If its working, yea”. “ Never thought I’d have Frankenstein flirting with me but you’re cute so I’ll let it slide” “ Yea?!” “ Yea” you smile making eye contact with him. You and Hamzah keep talking about different things, your interest, what you do as a job, your dreams, just getting to know each other.

It’s getting late now and you’re ready to go home. You call your friend that you carpooled with and she doesn’t answer and appears to have left. “ Fuck” you say as the phone call goes to voicemail. “ What’s wrong” Hamzah says. “ My friend that gave me a ride here isn’t answering her phone and I don’t see her anywhere” “ I could give you a ride if you want” “ Really!?” “ Yea, I don’t mind”

You say goodbye to your close friend and thank her for inviting you. You and Hamzah walk outside to his car and get in. As your driving Hamzah gives you the aux and you blast your music. You guys arrive to your apartment. “Thank you Hamzah” you smile at him. “ No problem” You exit his car and start walking toward your apartment but then you walk back ,” Wait I just realized we didn’t exchange contacts” “ I was just about to tell you that too” you both laugh and exchange phone numbers. “ Well thank you again,I hope we can hang out soon” “ Me too, I’ll see you soon” You walk back to your apartment and look back seeing he’s waiting for you to walk in. You wave goodbye and walk inside.

Hope this lived up to your expectations 😭🙏

[livdem1human]

My Headcanos on how Death would interact with you❤️‍🩹

///Platonic and Romantic///

!Gender neutral

•Platonic•

- First of: He would probably be a little confused why you're not Afraid of him but find it amusing at the same time.

- Would be friendly but try to keep his distance

- Sharing a drink with You and maybe have some small talk won't hurt right? HAH wrong.

- Him Being Death includes not really having someone to talk to so he would probably Talk. A. LOT. (Like have u seen him interact with puss? This puppy wants to be heard)

- He would also enjoy it when you share some of your life Stories, doesn't even matter if they're happy Stories or not.

- Does actually enjoy the time with you.

- If you ask him to meet up again, he would totally be cocky about it.

- Like "Oh you will see me again either way" and then just disappear.

- Will never admit it but totally wants to see you again aswell

- After your first encounter he Would totally just appear next to you some day and start talking to you like it's the most normal thing in the world.

•Romantic•

- You somehow managed to get this oversized Puppy attached to you? Congratulations, you now have to get used to constant jumpscares.

- Fr tho He will just appear out of nowhere.

- Tbh i think he would at first still be a little distant emotionally

- You give him a comfort he never knew he needed

- Can and WILL protect you. Someone tries to hurt? He will absolutely terrorize them.

- Is the biggest softie for you. But look at him with doe eyes and he will melt right then and there.

- definition of "They fell first, he fell harder"

- He LOVES giving you pet names.

- Some he would use on a Daily basis are: Sunshine, Love/ my love, Darling, Dear or Flower

- And then he has specific pet names he uses to tease you: Bunny, Lamb, Dove

- You want him to shut up for once? Boop the snoot.

- Would absolutely nuzzle his cold nose into your neck out of nowhere.

- is pretty cold for someone with fur in general

- You notice hes Tense? Pls Scratch his ears, or rub his sides/Back.

- Is so touch starved, he will lean into any and every physical contact with you.

- he's also extremely cuddly.

-(edit) Love bites >>> fr tho, he would lightly bite into your cheek or shoulder to get your attention

- King of respecting boundaries.

- Will make you wear his Poncho. He loves seeing you in it.

- "It looks better on you anyways my love"

- You feel insecure about something? Oh boy.. the moment he finds out he will snatch you, sit you down on his lap and give you a shit tone of reassurance.

- Honestly i think you don't have to be worried about arguments/ fights with him. This man has been around since the begging of time, he's seen basically everything so making him mad enough for him to actually argue with you would be hard.

- has a constant inner conflict with himself about the whole situation tbh. He knows he shouldn't like you in such ways or even have a relationship with you. But he just can't help himself.

- it's such a chliché, but you're the light in his life (or not life? idk) He won't let anything happen to you.

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Holly shit this turned out longer than expected. I would say it turned out pretty good tho

If you notice any typos or Grammer mistakes pls let me know! English is not my first language ^^°

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Little extra note: I've always loved this song but lately i have to think of him when i listen to it❤️‍🩹