#he wanted the bob toy 🥺

[aesteriya]

Babe what's wrong you've barely touched your Minions: The Rise of Gru Happy Meal™ ???

[httpiastri]

santa tell me with liam and “you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me” 😏😏

liam 🥺🥺 thank u for sending this in sweetheart aaaaaa all of my liam fics have gotten stuck in my drafts for so long, finally time to post something……

"liam- fuck!"

the filthy sounds leaving you has your boyfriend smiling into your folds, humming in satisfaction. your hands grasp the bed covers as a wave of pleasure washes over you, your vision turning black and your mind growing hazy.

liam's touch is soft and innocent now, much unlike how he's been up until this moment and much unlike how your body responds to it. his thumbs brush the insides of your thighs, lips leaving sweet kisses leading up to the skin right below your belly button as he helps you come down from your nth climax of the night.

you'd missed him so badly ever since he last left. his warmth, his comfort, his touch. when you told him that you hadn't been able to come since he last left, none of your toys or your own touch being as good as his, you hadn't expected to end up like this; already fucked out by just his fingers and tongue, your body completely worn out on his first night back. he had been away for f1 and super formula duties for too long, so many weeks without any time to come home. you were practically starved of him – and he wanted to make up for it.

pride swells in his chest at the way your legs shake and your chest heaves for air, a little grin growing on his lips as he moves his hands up to stroke the sides of your ribs. "there we go," he hushes, lips trailing up your stomach. "you're doing so good..."

when you open your eyes, he looks so content, like he's so lucky he's won the lottery. in his mind, he has – to have this beautiful view before his eyes is something only the world's most lucky man could wish for. it all drives him crazy; your pretty lips slightly parted, your dazy eyes and your flushed cheeks.

a drop of your cum rests on his bottom lip, and you let your thumb swipe across it before landing on the side of his cheek. you pull his face down to yours and kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue when he licks into you. liam must have some kind of superpower of never getting tired because even now, when he's jetlagged and exhausted after working so much, his entire focus is on you and your body. his hands move up and down your body, thumbs dipping inside your bra and gently brushing over your sensitive nipples. you reluctantly part from the kiss, keeping him close enough for his lips to brush yours as you speak. "my turn now," you tell him, hands palming his broad shoulders as you blink up at him. you then move them further down, fingers grazing his abs before reaching the hemline of his boxers.

but, liam shakes his head. he sits down on his heels, hands wrapping around your wrists. "no way."

"hey," you start, frowning. "you've done so much for me..." you wriggle your hands out of his grasp, reaching down to wrap one hand around his dick and letting a thumb rub over the tip through his underwear. "let me give you something back."

he lets out a shaky breath at the feeling, eyes shutting instantly as he leans forward to grab your sides again. your hands around him for the first time in so long feel so much better than he remembered, and he throws his head back slightly, showing off his beautiful neck and the way his adam's apple bobs when he gulps. he lets you pump him a couple of times as his grip grows firmer, basking in the sensations spreading through his body. but when your hands move up to pull his boxers down, he stops you again. "you're sweet, but no. you don't need to."

you stare up at him with a puzzled look.

"you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me." you swat at his shoulder, a faint blush reaching your cheeks. you're just about to argue when he shuts you up by leaning down to kiss you again. he presses against you harder than before, the way his hips brush against yours drawing out a whine from the back of your throat. he pulls away, giving your nose a quick peck. "will you let me fuck you properly now, my pretty girl?" he asks as he nudges his tip against your entrance, only a thin layer of fabric separating the two.

you hang your arms around his neck, batting your eyes at him. you can't stop the pout from reaching your lips. "please, liam."

and who is he to deny his girl when she's begging so nicely?

[kenslilove]

᯽៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ A present for Chifuyu

preview. chifuyu comes home to a very surprising, yet satisfying Christmas gift, featuring a red ribbon <3

ft. Chifuyu Matsuno x Fem!Reader

wc. 1.4k

W. NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI, fingering, pet names, oral (f!receiving), fem bodied reader, nipple play

an. Merry early Christmas Nie 💖🥺🎄! This is my present to @fuyuluvr for the @enchantedforest-network secret Santa event! I loved writing this as a gift!! It was so much fun! Plus, I’ve never written a full fanfic for mister Chifuyu Matsuno! So this was super fun to do <33 I hope you enjoy it honey <3 and all the my fuyu lovers out there, I hope you enjoy too! Also, shoutout to @benkeibear for the adorable Christmas themed headers hehe, they are SO cute 💖🎄

Feedback, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated <3

“Babe?” Chifuyu returned home after what felt like the longest day he’d ever experienced. People had been annoying, the pets had been annoying, Baji made him almost walk out a time or two.

He had been excited to come home to you. You, his calm. You, the warm embrace he always looked for, even if it hasn’t been a long stressful day. So he couldn’t even help but pout a little when he didn’t hear or see you instantly in the apartment. He huffed to himself, slipping his shoes off when he finally perks up. There’s a shuffling from your room.

“Baby?” He called again, smile coming to his face as he makes haste to the bedroom.

“Cmere, fuyu.” You called to him. “I need help”

“Oh yea? What’s up baby? Is everything oh—“

His words fall flat as he swings the door open. He’s left in a stunned silence, his hand still on the knob as he stares at you.

You, his pretty girl. Sprawled out on the bedroom for him. You’re wearing a new set, one he did not recognize but very much enjoyed.

Because it wasn’t much material at all. Rather a red ribbon seemed to be curled and wrapped around your body. It covered your most intimate parts, wrapped over your hips and over your slit. Hugged around your waist and conveniently covering your perked nipples. Tied off and finished around your wrists loosely, keeping them held together in front of you. You blink your lashes at him bashfully, innocently even. As if you weren’t basically naked and waiting to be unraveled.

“Hi~” your voice is in a purr, and when you notice the blush start to form on the tips of Chifuyu’s ears, the way his black jeans already start to tent, the way his Adam’s apple bobs roughly, you can’t even help but let out a breathy laugh.

“I got you an early Christmas present~”

“And it’s the best gift I could receive” Is Chifuyu’s response. His voice is already lowered, lust swirling in his pupils. He doesn’t wait another moment to pounce you, his lips crashing against your own in a kiss that takes your breath away. With a palm cupped on the back of your neck he lowers you to the bed, never once breaking the kiss as your back comes into contact with the plush comforter of your bed.

When Chifuyu does finally pull back you’re both panting, a string of drool connects both of your swollen lips to one another, both your cheeks with a matching shade of light flush that has him grinning, shamelessly licking up the string of saliva only for the rest of it to snap back against your chin.

After a kiss like that the ribbon is already struggling to do its job. The delicate material has lower on your breasts, slipped right off your nipples that perk up as if beckoning Chifuyu in. And he hears their call, his fingers swirling around them methodically, slowly, his thumb joining in to apply pressure to the nub just so he can see your back arch for him.

“Such a pretty little present…” he murmurs, this time, it’s more to himself, pupils blown wide with his lust as he pinches one of your nubs, toying with the rose bud, and in turn you make the sweetest little noises for him.

“Fuyu…” you whimper, lips in a slight pout and he knows exactly what that means. You want more from him, need more. And he is more than happy to give you what you need. He confirms that with one more kiss to your lips, while he takes your bound hands and places above your head. You grip the sheets without him having to ask, bat your lashes in obedience and in reward he smooths his palm over your pussy. The red ribbon that was once covering your slit is soaked through, tucked between your swollen lower lips. It makes Chifuyu smirk to himself because your sweet little pussy is already sucking in anything it can get, how cute.

You’re so sensitive, so excited that when he pulls the ribbon from your pussy and it grazes along your clit you gasp, eyes glassy with desire that Chifuyu takes in stride. “Need me so bad, hm?” His voice holds that kind of mock sympathy he knows you love, the tone that makes your pussy lips quiver and hole clench up. You nod, “mhm’s” pooling off your lips as he collects your slick with his middle and ring finger. “Anything for my pretty present.” He reassures, finally sinking his fingers inside when they’re fully coated in your arousal.

He pushes right in to his knuckles with little resistance from your cunt. Your eyes flutter from the feeling, the ribbon now laying limp over your body, basically unwrapped and leaving you naked and flushed and needy under his knowing touch. His grin stays plastered on his face, his free hand cupping the back of your neck to make sure he always has a view of your pretty face while his fingers create a steady rhythm.

In and out, in and out. He stretches the two apart and you mewl, he curls them upwards and your lips hang open, drool threatening to pool down your chin.

Your voice is babbles, pleas, moans for “oh, yes, more, good, fuyu, baby—!”

“You’re so pretty when you fall apart for me, darling…” he murmurs his words, a sigh to them almost because he’s admiring you with every twitch, every cry of pleasure. When he can start to hear the squelch of your cunt he picks up his speed, one of his legs hooked over your to keep it spread for him, keep it from trembling less as he works you into a haze that really has you drooling now.

“Tell me you love me baby.” It’s low, a command that make your eyes open up, glossy and devoted. He knows you hear him because your pussy hugs his fingers first as a confirmation before your words follow. “I love you, baby I love you, love you fuyu so much~” it’s a melody that makes Chifuyu’s cock so hard in his pants, makes his heart squeeze so tight and then burst into flutters.

He was so lucky.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He murmurs his words up against your lips, kissing you over and over, lulling you towards your release which he knew was coming. He could tell from the telltale signs. Your cunt squeezing his knuckles, sucking them in and holding them tight. You’re slick, which now leaked out of your needy hole and down his palm, over his wrist. Your hitched breathing, tensed up abdomen. With his fingers curling once more, focusing on that sweet, spongy spot within your walls he smiles against your mouth, breath mingled with your own.

“Let go honey. Be good, let go for me.”

And you do just as you’re told, all while holding his gaze. You gasp, body frozen at the pinnacle of your orgasm before the pleasure comes crashing down around you. You cry out “thank yous” and “Chifuyu’s” as your pussy pulses over his fingers, a steady stream of slick leaving you as your release makes you blink pleasurable tears from your eyes. And Chifuyu works you through every step of the way, with petting fingers, kisses along your tear streaked, warm cheeks. It’s only when your pussy finally stops clenching that he pulls he fingers free.

And he sucks on them shamelessly. He moans at your taste, lapping at his own digits while you try to collect yourself, regain your breathing to its normal pace, stop your body from trembling with pleasure.

You don’t even notice when Chifuyu moves. Suddenly his hands are hooked under your thighs and he’s pulling you forward along the bed. You can’t help but yelp gently, followed by a fucked out giggle when your ass lifts from the mattress, your legs held firm over his shoulder as his nose nuzzles lovingly against your swollen clit.

It makes your arousal smear all over his face, but neither of you seem to care. “M’not done with you yet.” He murmurs, and his words this time are directed to your cunt. You just stare at him, dazed, smiley and giddy as his tongue leaves a long, slow, fat strip along your pussy. You just know your “present” worked, and you’ll be getting his attention all night long <3

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[kingkatsuki]

omg overstimming kiri to the point where the fleshlight is just leaking cum 🥺🥺 all he wants is you and your lil pussy but now he’s spent :((

- 🎀

Warnings: 18+, subby Kirishima, fleshlights, one use of the word ‘daddy’.

Nuzzling the stubble on the side of his cheek as you press your lips against his dewy skin, his arm still locked around your waist as he holds you against his side. Fingertips dipping into the plush skin of your hip as his chest heaves, trying to steady his breathing as he pants. Your hand still wrapped around the fleshlight as you slow your motions to a gentle stroke, the toy barely moving from the base of his cock as he throbs inside it. Thick globs of cum leaking from the toy as it settles around the base of his cock, matting his black pubic hair as he tries to get you to stop.

“S’too much,” he mumbles, blinking back tears that cling to his thick lashes, “too tight.”

“Aww, baby.” You coo against his cheek, letting go of the fleshlight as it drops onto his pelvis, his cock still buried inside it, “You know my pussy is tighter.”

The words have a deep, rumbly groan spilling from his lips as he thinks about how your wet, silky walls would feel wrapped around his cock. Twitching inside the toy as your fingers move down to his balls, squeezing them gently as his hips jolt from the bed. Crying out a harsh “fuck” as you let one of your fingers stroke along his taint, watching as he clenched his eyes shut to try and settle his overstimulated body down.

Moving back to pull the toy off his cock completely as more cum immediately drops from the stretched opening, landing all over his abdomen as you see his spent cock beginning to soften, bobbing slightly from the motion as you move your fingers to the hole of the toy.

“Don’t you wanna stretch me out like this, Ei?” Kirishima’s eyes open in slits as he sees what you’re doing and his whole body tingles, eyes rolling back at the thought of stretching you out around his fat cock.

“Baby, please.” Kirishima almost whines when you move from beside him, his arm falling limp against the bed as you swing one of your thighs over his hips to straddle him. Pulling his oversized shirt up over your belly so he can see your bare pussy as you hover above him, no matter how much he wants to stop, that his body screams for a moments respite, he can’t stop looking at you.

You slide your other hand between your thighs to spread yourself open for him, so he can see the translucent strings of your slick sticking to your folds, watching your every move as you lean forward. Pressing yourself against the underside of his cock as you begin to grind against him, your slick mixing with his cum that sticks to his skin as you begin to roll your hips. The movement giving stimulation to your neglected clit while he groans, trying to swing his forearm over his eyes to avoid himself from looking at just how sinful you look above him.

“Don’t be like that, daddy.” You pout, leaning forward to tug at his wrist, his forearm moving onto his forehead as he continues watching through glossy eyes, “I know you wanna make me feel good too.”

“I can’t,” He sounds so pathetic as he whines, his cheeks a warm pink as his cock begins to stiffen beneath you.

“Yes,” You bite your lip as you see fresh pre beginning to ooze from his tip, mixing with the mess already coating his skin as it begins to dry against it because of the cool air from the ceiling fan oscillating above, “Yes, you can.” Swears he can’t get it up again no matter how much he wants to. It’s all too much.

Kirishima swears he can’t cum again, swears that you’ve drained his balls of everything he’s got to give, but the moment he feels your tight, wet, warm walls wrapped around his cock he forgets everything. His cock throbbing almost painfully as he lays against the damp sheets and lets you use him however you please. Watching through half-lidded eyes as you used him to get yourself off, “Just one more, Ei. I know you can— for me?”

[dreamersparacosm]

ab prompt: “you could have any girl you want.” - “i have the girl that i want.” 🥺

sfw!

note ; a little fluff for your evening. well barely. It’s like 1 am oops! thanks for ur request anon

warnings ; none <3

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It’s not that hard to discern: Austin Butler is your best friend. You’re his best friend. And that’s really all there should be to it.

But underneath the years' worth of friendships, there is a connection between you and Austin that blurs the distinction between friends and lovers, a natural energy. Everyone would have a difficult time coming across another pair of two individuals that appeared as in love as you two did, despite your ignorance and Austin's objections. The judgement on whether the remarks were complimentary or intrusive was still pending.

It’s just one of those days where you really can’t tell.

What might be the issue, is the way his body slants behind yours as he leans against the wooden table in the crowded bar and engages in pointless conversation with your other friends. Might be his need to constantly press his warm palm against your skin. Might be the intense Californian heat that clutters your mind and turns that tiny portion of your conscience—the one that directs your feelings and actions—into mush, steam-rolled and flattened into a pancake.

Or, it might be the alcohol. There’s too many factors at play as to why you might feel your heart skip a beat every time Austin’s hand wanders down to the small of your back, holding your drunk, limp body up.

You’re not even that drunk. Or, well, that’s what you’ve tried to convince him. Tried to tell him that gin and tonics do not get you intoxicated, and that he’s only trying to send you home to find another girl in the bar.

But in his eyes, you’re about two shots away from finding yourself in the back of an Uber home, en route to your air-conditioned apartment.

He’s talking to you, eyes glossy and golden locks falling onto his forehead, perspiration beading alongside his hairline as he speaks, but your hearing goes mute. You’re still gripping that gin and tonic, bobbing your head like a slinky to appear slightly less inebriated. He smiles, a slight one that shows off a bit of pearl white teeth.

It’s late. Far, far too late. That point in the night where nothing good happens, where too many drinks are consumed, and inhibitions are released into the walls of the bar.

“How are you so drunk?” He’s still smiling like a child, fresh from the toy store, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“I am not!” You declare, holding your near-empty glass of what used to be a gin and tonic (it is now a concoction of melted ice, lime juice, and a splash of gin.)

“You so are,” He takes a swig from his own beer, holding back the gag that bubbles in his throat. See, he’s not a drinker. Not in the slightest. But, for you? He’ll buy out all the top-shelf alcohol there is. “I should’ve gotten you that Uber two drinks ago.”

“Oh, please,” You lean into him, his cologne seeping into your bloodstream and infiltrating your veins. You poke his chest playfully, batting your eyelashes up at him, “You’re just tryna get rid of me.”

“Took you this long to notice?” He jokes, and you let out a laugh as if it’s the funniest thing you’ve ever heard. You giggle for what feels like eternity, but he joins in with a few snorts of his own by the end of your laughing spell.

“You can go find a girl even with me here,” You say. You don’t mean it. You don’t mean that. Your heart burns at the edges, as if someone took a lighter and lit just the corner. Your eyes wander to his lips. If he notices, he spares you the dramatics and doesn’t mention it. Some ignorant part of you is hoping, praying, he doesn’t follow that up with a shit-eating comment.

“Wouldn’t dare do that,” He half-smiles, half-smirks, the cockiness he usually hides so well revealing itself in plain sight.

“Well, ya’ know you can have any girl you want,” Your words are a little slurred, footsteps a little wobbly. He leans slightly more into you, filling the inch-wide gap that you created a few moments earlier. You smell the beer on him, the cologne, the hair products. It should disgust you, make you run out the exit. But, you don’t. Just lean into his body even more, noses almost touching.

“Don’t want that,” He whispers. His bottom lip is tucked underneath his top teeth, like he’s trying to stop the words from tumbling from his mouth. His brain incoherently tells him to stop, like a red neon sign blinking amidst the intoxication.

He’s so close, can almost feel himself kissing you if he imagines hard enough. He knows you’ll probably forget this by tomorrow, after you’ve slept and drank water, and maybe that’s why he says it. “I have the girl that I want.”

Maybe it is that hard to distinguish, to figure out, to take apart piece by piece, because this much is now clear: Austin Butler is not your best friend.

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[siempre-bucky]

Hi!! I would like to request B feeling shy in swimwear and A hyping them up with Bob from TGM? 🥺🥺

Bob Floyd x Fem!Reader

Summary: you and Bob are heading to the beach for the first time since the move to San Diego and you suddenly feel self-conscious in front of all the other pretty girls in bathing suits.

wc: 645

a/n: ahhhh thank you for requesting!! I love this prompt so much! It really fits Bob!

You avoided the mirror all morning, and you also avoided the clothing at the foot of your bed. The olive green ribbed two piece laid out on the white bedspread and taunted your self-esteem. You’ve worn swimsuits before of course, it wasn’t like you were unfamiliar with the outfit but this was the first time you’d be wearing one in sunny San Diego. 

There was something about being amongst California women that made you want to stay indoors and hide under large clothing. You were certainly not the standard of LA beauty in your eyes, those women looked perfect. “Babe we’re going to be late! Natasha and Javy are already at the beach,” your husband called from downstairs. 

Mix in beautiful women and the ridiculously gorgeous bodies of Bob’s friends and it was a recipe for a disaster. The last thing you wanted to do was disappoint the blond, the one thing you hated most in the world was his pretty lips dipped into a frown. “Coming!” you called back, quickly changing and making sure you didn’t forget the largest t-shirt in your closet. 

You felt self-conscious as soon as you stepped foot on the crowded beach in front of the Hard Deck. You found the perfect spot in the sand and brought your knees to your chest while the squadron prepped for dogfight football. “Are you gonna play?” Bob asked from above you as he applied an extra amount of sunscreen to his nose. 

“No,” you answered, looking around at the perfectly toned bodies around you, “I’ll watch.” 

Bob was an observant man and he knew you like the back of his hand. After wiping his palm on the bottom of his yellow shirt, he dropped to his knees and placed his hands on the sides of your thighs. Y/N,” he sighed, beautiful blue eyes looking into yours. He was highly unconvinced by the tone of your voice and your hunched-over posture. “I know you better than that, darlin’. What’s going on inside your pretty head?” 

“The bathing suit,” you whispered, avoiding his gaze. 

“What’s wrong with it?” His eyebrows lowered, eyeing your t-shirt. 

“I don’t look pretty in it. I don’t look like them.” You motioned towards the women around you. 

Bob leaned forward and toyed with the frayed hem of your shirt, “Can I see?” he asked, his lower lip protruding to play up the cuteness factor he had. Reluctantly you nodded and straightened your spine. “Just look at me,” he soothed your nerves with the smooth tone of his voice. 

Nodding, you counted every freckle you could find on his face as he lifted the shift over your head, revealing your swimsuit. It took every ounce of self-control that Bob had not to touch you and moan at the sight of how gorgeous you looked. His hands twitched in anticipation as his eyes trailed your soft exposed skin. “Bobby?” you gulped. 

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Can’t believe you let me marry you. Fuck.” The sudden rasp in his voice made you shiver, goosebumps pricking your skin. His eyes were trained on you, not like they had ever strayed before. “You don’t want to show this off?” He chuckled lowly, his fingertips touching the fabric covering your hips. 

“Does it really look ok?” 

Bob stood and brought you up with him, his hands never leaving your body. “You look beautiful. I promise,” he reassured you, curling his pinky around yours. “The prettiest woman on the beach.” 

A comforting heat spread through your body, pulling him into a long hug. “Thank you, Bobby,” you whispered into the crook of his neck. He put his free hand on the nape of your neck and rubbed the spot tenderly with his thumb. 

“Anything for you. Let’s go kick their asses, yeah?” 

You giggled and kissed his neck again. “Yeah.”

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[dailyreverie]

Can I please request "i want our first kiss to be special." with Steven Grant? Just seems like something he would want and say. Being the sweetheart and romantic he is, I think he would want his first kiss with you to be special and memorable 🥺🥺🥺

A/N: THIS ONE IS SUCH A STEVEN THING TO SAY I LOVE IT!!

Pairing: Steven Grant x reader (no pronouns but reader is compared to a goddess)

Word count: 775

Everything was dark except for the dimmed lights of the exhibitions that surrounded you. It was late, later than you had ever been in the museum, but when Steven called you to cancel your date - “you know Donna, he caught me yawning once and assigned me to inventory tonight” - you couldn’t leave him there all by himself, and now Steven can’t stop smiling at you.

He couldn’t believe you were there, that’s the truth. You are there sorting tacky plushies into boxes and aligning pens and pyramid erasers on the front, even after Steven insisted that’s not why he called you. “What else am I supposed to do, then?” was your final reasoning, and with the most lovestruck smile he had ever felt his lips making, he lets you help him; he can’t stop looking at you, either, looking like the embodiment of every goddess that he’s seen on every other exhibit room, spending your night in a dusty museum… just because you wanted to be with him too. 

Inventory is much faster that way, with you making him laugh and seeing you smile as you hear the story of each fluffy toy and the god they represent. He can’t stand those tacky toys, that’s the truth, and his sarcasm over it all makes you laugh loudly.

“I actually quite like this hippo.” You analyze the plush he had been making fun of, the goddess Taweret forever immortalized in the form of a blue hippo. You can’t help but squeeze it softly as you inspect its every detail, perched on top of the counter tracing the little crown and the ears. “Cute little face.” You speak at the toy and Steven smiles, he could say the same thing about you.

That same plush is the final piece that Steven has to put into a shelf for the night. He reaches you, standing in between your swinging legs and caging you there as he leans into you to grab it. “You can keep it.” He decides right then.

“Are you sure?” Your wide, excited eyes shouldn’t be making his heart jump the way it did. “I don’t want you getting in trouble.”

“I’m sure. You look like you will take good care of her.” With a pat on the toy’s head, Steven hands it to you again.

“I’m taking her everywhere now.”

“You quite literally are, ‘til death you part.” He laughs proudly at what he said, making you join him as you catch on to his joke.

Your eyes find each other as the laughter tunes down, echoing around the empty building as it finds its way back to you. “Are you ever going to kiss me, Steven?” Your question is a whisper as you look into his eyes, pushing a wild curl back to place. His hands grip the counter and his throat bobs, but gods above, he still can’t look away from you.

Steven lets out a sigh when he remembers he has to breathe. “I am, I promise. I just… I want our first kiss to be special.”

“Well, if you let me, having a museum all to ourselves is quite special to me.” Taweret is placed next to you, leaving your hands free to grab Steven’s face with delicate fingertips. You are shining with reflections of yellow light that reflect from the glass box behind you, glimmers of every statue making your eyes sparkle. “And isn’t this your favorite exhibition?”

“You are my favorite exhibition.” The blush that colored his cheeks, along with his words, made you giggle almost against his lips as he begins inching closer and closer to you.

“You are such a sap, Steven Grant.” Your giggling is cut short when his lips finally pressed to yours, his hands lifting to hold your waist to hold you there, right in front of him, letting him kiss you properly as if the gods weren’t watching him - like he intended since all those dates ago. He could feel the smile on your lips, your fingertips holding onto his jacket to pull him closer to you. It was slow and sweet, without a rush in the world to pull you both apart. You had the whole night just for that, to kiss each other and feel you closer, which he took advantage of by enveloping your waist with his arms and tracing circles on your back as he so slowly pulls away just to dip into you again.

When you pull apart and he is met with your smile, with content sighs and silent laughs filling his ears, he knew perfect could not even begin to describe what that kiss was.

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[sebsxphia]

So seb, I've been thinking about poly squad....

Just kinda angsty?

So, they didn't know you had the worst day at work possible and you were trying to be strong. They all came home tired and frustrated, what better to unwind with then their little toy?

You make it through to just your first orgasm denial before you break down sobbing and the weakest mumbling of your safeword comes out.

After that? You slip. You get to that innocent headspace and they know they're not getting any big words out of you.

Ending up falling asleep sucking Mommy Nats tits and warming daddy Bob's cock with Jake and Bradley surround you guys 🥺

oh my love, i love this sweet idea so much 🥺🥺 i hope this brings you some comfort my love!! <3

your back is laying against natasha’s bare chest with your legs hanging off the edge of the bed. jake is gripping onto your hips and setting a brutal pace with his hips. you can feel natasha pinching and twisting at your nipples which is only adding to the sensation of jake’s thumb working aching circles on your clit.

“please, please can i come?”

it’s hoarse plea to jake which only earns a grunt and a small laugh in response from jake. “we didn’t let you come when you had roos, what makes you think i’m going to let you come?”

“remember, you still have me and bobby.” natasha is hot on your ear to remind you of the torture ahead. any other day this would be delicious torture, but right now you’re exhausted, had a horrible day and all you want to do is fucking come.

before you can register what you’re doing, your eyes have scrunched tightly shut and the weakest mumbling of your safe word falls from your lips. you aren’t able to see jake’s wide eyes flick to natasha, but you can feel jake’s hips slow and then stop entirely.

you hear a chorus of sweet names from your lovers, but all you can hear is natasha in your ear, “oh, bunny. c’ ere.”

you hear natasha’s voice soothing and guiding you into her as she pulls you up and into her chest, shuffling back against the headboard of your shared bed.

“bob-” natasha calls over to the sandy blonde.

“on it, sweetheart.”

bob is quick to grab the aftercare/safe word kit which is comprised of soft blankets, snacks, water, energy drinks and one of your lovers t-shirts. your face is buried into natasha’s chest so you can’t see the scene around you, but you can hear jake call out, “i’ve got bradley.”

bradley had come just before jake and now the scene was over, jake took the responsibility to take care of him.

you peeked open your eyes and rose from natasha’s chest as you felt bob’s warm and familiar hand come to your back. bradley was resting in between jake’s legs as he sat against the headboard next to natasha.

“hey, honey. there you are.” bradley was smiling at you lovingly. he reached over and tentatively stroked your cheek with his thumb. you keened into his touch and he spoke up again. “you wanna talk about it?”

your face contorted into a frown with a small pout on your lips, “m’ sorry. had a bad day. couldn’t do it.” your words were short and to the point. to the others it clearly signaled you were feeling vulnerable.

“that’s absolutely okay, baby. we’re all so proud of you for using your safe word, you did so good for us.” jake leaned over and placed a lasting kiss to your forehead whilst he still held bradley in his arms.

you turned your head around to bob asking who’s t-shirt and boxers you would like to wear. you shook your head in response and reached out to paw at bob.

“wan’ you, please.”

bob knew what you wanted, but he knew he had to check with you first. he was well aware you could be slipping into subspace quicker than you were able to notice.

“you sure, bunny?” you nodded in response, but bob needed to hear it.

“yes, please.” you pleaded with need in your voice.

bob placed himself in between natasha and jake and seated you on top of him. you let out a small and pleasant whine at feeling full with your lover. your eyes fluttered shut as you felt bradley’s hands running along the back of your thigh and jake’s over the back of your arm.

“so good for us, bunny. you did amazing, we’re all so proud of you.” bob praised you as he placed continual kisses to the top of your head.

natasha had now thrown the duvet over you all and settled next to you and bob. you turned your head to see natasha’s bare chest and you reached up to gently squeeze her breast, your fingers gently toying with her nipple.

“you want me, honey?”

natasha flicked her gaze to bob to check you were still okay to take something else. bob gave her a reassuring nod and she positioned herself so you could wrap your mouth around her nipple and suck tenderly.

the last thing you could hear was a string of praises and love from each of your lovers before you fell peacefully asleep against them all.

thank you so, so much for this wonderfully sweet idea my love!! 💌

[unusual-raccoon]

babybaby i need your jaceluke filthy idea, now i cannot stop thinking about it 🥺🤍

Of course, my love. I got caught up with coursework yesterday and didn’t have enough energy after, sorry.

⚠️ Filthy A/B/O JaceLuke idea incoming

Little Luke develops the naughty habit of listening to things through the wall of his bedroom. It’s not particularly difficult given that he and Jace have adjoining rooms connected to a shared bathroom.

So, he’d sit by the bathroom door where the sounds came through loudest and listened to whatever his big brother was doing. Usually he could hear Jace swearing or watching something he wasn’t supposed to and usually that was plenty excitement enough.

However, as they got older things changed.

Luke wasn’t listening for adult programming or curse words - he would listen to his brother have sex. At first it’s the shy fumbling of an uncertain boy and the whine of bed springs. That in itself had been a delight, the soft muttered words and shallow breath had filled belly with butterflies. By 19, Jace has graduated - he doesn’t have sex, Jace fucks. His brother’s escapades are marked by a low growl befitting a young, virile Alpha and the harsh rhythm of a swinging headboard slapping against the wall…and moaning. Whoever he’s spending his evening with usually leaves on shaky legs with a hoarse voice.

Luke usually flutters about while his brother is entertaining a guest, finding a toy to help himself along. He matches his cadence of his thrusts to the sound of the headboard, hips shaking and whining himself, like it was Jace inside of him, instead of a dildo.

And when he cums, he cums hard. He sitting in front of the bathroom door, shivering in a puddle of his own slick - he squirted on the floor, stuffed full. It’s only after a few minutes, dazed, that he realizes Jace’s friend has left.

Their adjoining bathroom door opens and Luke blinks teary-eyed at his big brother.

“J, I didn’t-“

His brother would shush him and gather him up so easily. He’d bring Luke into the bathroom and clean him up, gently. Luke would whine while his brother eases the toy out and tenderly wipes the slick from his thighs. The warm rag his brother is using grazes his leaky little cunt and he squirms. Cheeks red and sweaty with hair stuck to his forehead.

“Do you do this with all of your girls?” Luke asks and Jace smiles, tilting his head up with a finger crooked beneath the cleft in Luke’s chin.

“Is that what you want, Luke? Hm, you wanna be one of my ‘girls?’”

Luke shrugs even though he knows the answer to the question.

“And, the answer to your question is yes, I do this with all my girls,” Jace hums, “my mother raised me right.”

Luke can’t help but giggle.

His brother’s hands stroke soft over his thighs. He feels himself getting slick again. If Jace notices he doesn’t say anything. His nostrils flare and his throat bobs before his brother put him to bed.

The next time, however, Luke doesn’t have to settle for listening through the door. He’s the one wailing like a banshee getting drilled into his big brother’s bed.

[golden--doodler]

I was thinking about my sister again and more memories I have with her, and definitely one of my favorites was always experiencing theme parks with her. Disneyland was always my favorite, and I remember when I was really young, my favorite ride was the Toy Story ride. My family went when it opened for the first time and waited, like, a million years.

I think my favorite part was the Mr. Potato Head animatronic because he said something that seemed as if he was talking to me (something like “yeah, you in the pink shirt!”) and I got so amazed by that.

I adored it so much I begged to go back when it was finished. I never wanted it to end. There was just something about it that seemed so magical to my little kid brain. My sister noticed how enthusiastic I was about it, and probably would’ve taken me back herself if my parents weren’t so adamant about not going back and having to wait in that insanely long line again.

And then a couple years ago, my dad surprised us all with a trip to Disney World, and we got to go on the ride again! I was the happiest person ever. I think my sister was really happy just seeing me so happy. We had the best time sitting in the same car rolling around and shooting at all of the targets.

Oh yes, and we got matching Pizza Planet shirts on that trip too (I still have mine and treasure it dearly because it was so much fun matching with my sister 😌)

We’re also wearing masks because of COVID 😅

Here’s a bonus photo of me being silly and posing in front of a Gaston statue:

And this is completely unrelated but here’s a picture of my sister’s college graduation that I found while going through old pictures because my dad just looks so proud 🥺

This looks very “future Bob and Tina” coded once Tina grows up and graduates college 😭

[poppy-metal]

m’sorry m’sorry but the “you worked harder than you ever have!” makes me dizzy bc think ab the blowjobs where izu lays you down n fucks your throat himself??? thrusts in so deep, his balls smush into your face 🥺 you feel it twitch n leak all over your tongue, izuku’s cock covered in your spit <333

n he’s such a noisy whore. grunts and groans n coos that you have the prettiest throat he’s ever fucked 🥺 the sweetest little face—he almost feels bad for ruining it, for making you cry and drool. but doesn’t. ‘cause he knows you’re in love w him <33 knows you’re happy to have him however he wants to give it t’ya :3

n surely enough, there you are beneath him, head bobbing between his thighs, hands greedily clinging to his body. n’ your face is so open n receptive, izuku can tell you’re bubbling w excitement every time he lets it fill your throat 🥺

(n afterwards he fixes some sweet, warm tea with honey and strokes your neck with his big ole hands 🥺)

semmy m'thinking of him having you in the position where you're laying on your back w your head hung off the side of the bed <////3 its his favorite bc he gets to see where your throat bulges with his thick cock, gets to see your tits heave as you struggle to take him n gets to see your hand go desperately between your slick thighs.

you get the most of his heavy balls that way too, smushing right against your nose n forehead. sometimes he holds himself still so your hips kick up as you gargle around him and all you can inhale is the scent of his sack in your face, covering your sight, just completely surrounded by him. makes your brain go all foggy bc u really feel best used this way. his little toy. just an open wet hole for him to fuck in and out of.

he gets carried away alot of the time though. something about getting to fuck your throat like its your cunt, makes him lose his head and he ends up practically humping your face and not letting you come up for air alot. he cant help it, the way the slick muscles of your throat constrict around his dick make his thighs twitch to keep thrusting, to breed that tight little hole no matter what. It always ends up getting sloppy and messy by the end.

but hes so gentle with you, when you're done gulping down his cum he always gives you a big filthy open mouthed kiss and gets you something warm and sweet to drink. n if you weren't able to make yourself cum he always kisses down your tummy while you're sippin' on your little cup until you're wiggling n shly spreading your thighs for him to lick you until your toes are curling in the bed sheets.

[ruppcake]

HIHI FOUND UR BLOG VIA ASK THE BUTCHER N I SAW U DO PETRE REQS, BOB & READER WHO'S PET REGRESSOR HCS

Bob Velseb with Pet Regressor! Reader Headcannons

when he finds out about your pet regression, he wouldn’t know what to do at first but he will quickly learn about it

gives you pets and cuddles when you want them

there was an incident where you bit him and he bit back but a bit harder than you did. he didn’t mean to tho. it was pure instinct. he apologized profusely and gave you lots of hugs and kisses. he didn’t mean to hurt his fur baby 🥺

“im so sorry, darlin’ 😭” he would cuddle you giving you back rubs and kissing your head 🥹

loves to watch you act like a (your pet mindset) on his days off or when he gets back home after work

he made one of the rooms to be your petre room with a bunch of toys, comfy beds, blankets, etc.

he lets you sleep with on top of him either on the couch or oh his bed

gets you your favorite snacks and meals for your regression

will play games with you or just cuddle

“hey darling? have you seen my—“ you’re sitting on the ground with his sweater in your mouth “nooooo. put it down.”

he’s gifted you little gloves and socks with toe beans on them to help with your petre

will do stuff with you outside if you want and will threaten anyone who tries to judge or be mean in any way

he loves and supports you no matter what. you’re his cutie pie after all

nicknames he gives you: cutie pie, darling, love bug, puppy (sfw), kitten (sfw), fluffy, fur baby, etc.

nicknames you give him: my human, master (sfw), papa, dad/dada/daddy (sfw), bubby, etc.

has also given you a tail and some ears to help with your head space as well

he got you a few collars too (if you’re comfortable with it. also sfw obviously)

will give in easily when you give him 🥺. he can’t resist it so you get away with a lot (most of the time 😅)

your little whines, meows, barks, etc. he finds adorable and so heartwarming

he always loves to come home to you after being at work all day

he loves you and nothing will ever change that 💕

I hope you like it! So sorry for taking a while to send this out! Thank you for the request! ☺️

[larabiatasstuff]

I love the Terry's hairdresser story and the Max eyebrow one that it's given me an idea...what if you are Max's hairdresser and he likes you and is always very flirty? Max wears his hair quite short so I imagine he needs a haircut frequently...maybe it's just an excuse to see you. You assume he is just flirty with everyone but then romance blossoms? that would be so cute, and you are so good at writing Max!! thank you 🥰

I love the Terry's hairdresser story and the Max eyebrow one that it's given me an idea...what if you are Max's hairdresser and he likes you and is always very flirty? Max wears his hair quite short so I imagine he needs a haircut frequently...maybe it's just an excuse to see you. You assume he is just flirty with everyone but then romance blossoms? that would be so cute, and you are so good at writing Max!! thank you 🥰

First of all thank you so much for your kind words anon 🖤 It means a lot to me that you like my writings 🥺I'm more than happy to write that for you 🤗

It was Monday morning around ten o'clock when my coworkers and I got our stations ready for the day. I absolutely loved working in that small salon and I absolutely loved the people that came to get their hair done . Especially one charming police officer that came in regularly for a trim. He was a very funny and adorable guy and today we had another appointment. "Good morning ladies." I heard his voice when he entered the salon. "Well good morning officer, long time no see." I said greeting him. He gave me one of his cheeky smiles . "Yeah it's been a while. I hope you didn't miss me too much." "Oh the yearning for your presence was almost unbearable." I said playfully guiding him to my station. He took a seat and took his beanie off. "Oh I see it really must be a while. Your troll army grew." he pointed at the little toy trolls that were standing on the shelves. "You noticed? I got a few at a flea market recently. Alright what are we doing today?" I asked while running my fingers through his soft dark hair. "Well I thought about a perm maybe? I always wanted to look like Bob Ross.He got all the ladies, you know"Max said wiggling his eyebrows. I punched his shoulder. "Yeah of course, so a little trim as usual." "Yep you know exactly how I like it." he said leaning back in his chair. I added shampoo and started with a gentle scalp massage. "So something new in the adventures of Max Parish?" "Not really actually, oh I recently jumped into a closing roll up door." my eyes went wide. "Oh my god, did you hurt yourself?" he sighed "No just my ego. But it would have looked really cool if I was just a little faster." "Oh I bet. Can you look down please. Yes like that thank you." "How have you been doing?" "Oh well there's nothing really exciting I could tell you." "Anything you say is interesting to me. I mean how long do we know each other? I love talking to you Y/N, I really do." he said smiling at me through the mirror. "That's very nice of you Max. So finished, how do you like it?" I said showing the haircut in the mirror. " It's perfect as always Y/N thank you. Oh and before I forget it. Here's a present for you. I saw this and thought of you." he handed me a small package.

[creedslove]

Ok I can imagine him being a Bob Dylan fan and listening to Lay Lady Lay or maybe just like a woman. Or maybe Police's every breath you take ahsvysgsvey. I thought about it and I imagine their wedding to be quite small and intimate. Probably a courthouse wedding but then later maybe a church one!! I can then imagine them for their honeymoon going somewhere like a cottage and the reader baking for joel whilst he reads the paper or something like that! jahsgsggsvsvgwv😭😭😭

Mmmm that works for Joel too, personally, I don't really like 'lay lady lay' but if my husband Joel likes it then it's gonna be on our playlist 😭😭😭

I love every breath you take and it's a beautiful song I can definitely watch them dancing to it, if not at their wedding, then some quiet evening in the kitchen while dinner isn't ready yet 😭😭

I also see Joel as a courthouse wedding kinda guy and maybe that's the original plan but what if he sees reader is a little disappointed - not that's a huge deal, she wants to marry her man, but maybe she wanted it to be a little more special then just going to the courthouse and signing papers, besides, if he actually married Sarah's mom when she was pregnant it was also probably a courthouse wedding too so Joel changes his mind and goes for a church wedding? Maybe a small party for close family and friends? Like some dinner and a small dance floor? Joel in a beautiful black tux and reader in a simple but gorgeous wedding dress? 😭

I agree about the honeymoon, it would be a calm and secluded place and that man better bring his guitar and play it for reader every single night 😭😭😭 also, I feel their honeymoon would be the moment they would really try out some things like sex toys and such because they have the place all for themselves and a lot of time to not only make love, but also explore each other's bodies and have dirty smutty sex and figure out what they like experimenting or not 🤭😭🥺

[jupitercomet]

hehehe

well first off, the new tdbj chapter was amazing!! when i tell you my jaw dropped when neil was so casual about seeing another woman?? i was like what the actual fuck man i had faith in you😭 and then our baby jake coming to the rescue (well kinda) but he definitely has redeemed himself (though do you think peach believes him all the way? or do you think she’ll like secretly doubt how he really feels about her sometimes?) have you ever seen that picture of glen wearing a green dress shirt playing with like toy planes with his nephew? whenever you say he’s in his work clothes all i can think of is that outfit😭 anyway i’m rambling but just know it was awesome and i’m a whore for angst

also, bob is the next boyfriend???? i was not expecting that yet!! i thought we’d have one more before but i am so down. but i have to emotionally prepare to say goodbye to him at some point. bc your honor i love him.

also i was thinking about your most memorable scenes again, and my mind went to “A Sky Full of Glow in the Dark Stars”: first, when he helps the reader shower and he’s like “smells nice” when he opens the shampoo because for some reason that was so soft and so bob to me. and then toward the end when the readers like “i’ll make you hate me someday, it’s the only thing i’m good at” (those are not the exact words i don’t think but you get the gist😭) because i’ve been feeling a lot like that lately and ugh it’s simply a masterpiece

in conclusion, you are a literary genius and you feed us so well and deserve every good thing the world has to offer. sorry if im a bit rambly today lmao

-🧚‍♀️

I'm finding all your reactions to the Neil betrayal to be very entertaining, I am very much enjoying them. and look at Jake having some emotional maturity (without giving too much away, peach really does believe that Jake is a good person, but any reservations she might have will be completely erased in the next episode) I feel like I know what picture you're talking about, but I also feel like I don't. I just didn't wanna put him in Schmidt's cardigan 💀

yeah, I was thinking a boyfriend per season, because I don't want this series to be crazy long and he's next 😈

no because that was something I thought was so soft 🥺🥺 like he says her shampoo smells nice and then, when he comes back, the first thing he does is smell her hair 😭 anyway... I'm glad you liked it too

[ohthatstragic]

hiii mari 💝!! I'm back with another request (i requested jittery mav before 😆) and this time I'll go with bradley! and once again I'm sooorry if this is tooooo long (again), sometimes i can't shut up 🥲

it goes like this: where bradley is married to a shy!reader few months before uranium mission, but he separates his personal life from work so no one on the team knows he's married (including mav). but bradley always talk about the daggers squad and mav dearly to his wife so when the squad is done with the uranium mission, she asked bradley if it's okay for her to meet the squad for dinner, especially mav and hangman who saved her husband 🥲 (she wants too see her husband's dad's bestfriend aka the legend mav too) and bradley happily agreed. she's so nervous (said it will be her first time meeting her husband's cool and fearless friends too!!) that few days before the dinner, she keeps asking bradley if any of the squad has allergy, if someone is a vegetarian, what if the squad doesn't like her, what if her cooking isn't good, what if mav isn't fond of her, what if they don't like the flowers she grows outside their home, etc., she's just sooo nerrrvous about little things, and her shy nature didn't help to ease her anxiousness 🤧 but bradley assures her that it'll be alright and the squad will love her, and if they didn't, he'll just kick them lol. i imagine the ending as when the dinner is done and everyone went back home, she excitedly told bradley that she loves the squad especially bob and jokingly asks him if they can adopt bob as their son 🤣. bradley told her that the squad love her and soooo fond about her and her cooking, he also told his wife about little chat he had with mav where mav told him with teary eyes that he's happy bradley found someone to love and spend the rest of his life with 😭

but you can toy with the ideas as much as you like tho!! I'm sure you'll execute them well like always hehe. thank you so much mari, have a nice weeek!! 💝

omg bish this was so fecking cute 😭😭 i love mavdad so much, it’s the cutest thing in the world i swear 🥺🥺

i will add this to the list when i properly wake up later on 🫂💕💘 thank you for requesting Rooster ahhh!!! 💃🏻

-mari🖤