#it feels like my bones are grinding with every movement this sucks this sucks so much

[neutronian]

you know what, i am afraid that I won't get used to the pain, i'm also afraid that i will get used to the pain. it sucks either way.

[planete777]

꒰ EYES ON ME .:. LN4 ꒱

( lando norris x reader )

IN WHICH. y/n rides lando in his gaming chair (based on this ask)

WARNINGS. 18+, MINORS DNI!, riding, unprotected p in v (safe sex guys!!!), slight dirty talk, pure filth imo 🤭

NOTE. when i saw this ask i was like 'YES.' so here it is!!! nothing much to say other than enjoy <33

SIDENOTE. requests are closed!! my brain has been milked dry of everything writing. i have 2 in-progress works so i will still upload those then probably go on a small writing break <3 also dividers are not mine, creds to the owners

edited to add tag on banner

lando's whimpering.

he's actually fucking whimpering and it's then he knows that he's absolutely drowning in everything y/n. her hands digging into his shoulders, her thighs squeezed into the impossible space of his gaming chair and her pussy, her fucking pussy is clenching him so tightly that he feels light headed, as if he smoked a joint.

sweat glistens on his forehead like oil, and the more y/n bounces on his dick, her breasts with her, the more whimpers leak out of his mouth and his eyebrows slant downwards.

"oh fuck— you're doing so good baby, so good," he moans, head thrown back like there's not a muscle in his neck, and y/n begins to grind as her lips suck and lick on lando's neck.

he can't do anything but just sit there and let her take control, he's completely at her mercy and his hands just rest on her hips, nails sinking into the flesh everytime a submitting flash of pleasure shoots through the nerves of his dick.

his cock throbs against the walls of her cunt, and his eyes squeeze shut so hard he swears he goes blind. it's too much, his t shirt clings to his chest like a lifeline and y/n's lips find his in a filthy, sloppy kiss that pulls his mind back to the present. he's instantly dragging his lips and tongue against her own, feeling the way her mouth grows slack and it gives him the chance to wrap his swollen lips around her tongue.

she's grinding faster, pressing so much on his cock that a loud, stretched moan escapes him like he's punched out every ounce of energy into it. it brings an insatiable ache for more, his hands gripping her ass with all it has to give and dragging her up and down his cock to milk it dry.

"fuck lando," her mouth whimpers with her head thrown back, hands on his chair's backrest. the sight is sinful before him, breasts spilling out her crop top, practically begging to be touched, and back arched so much it looks animalistic.

"come on, y/n," he pants, licking a stripe between the valley of her breasts before giving it a gentle kiss, "fuck yourself on my cock."

she's doing just that, beautifully, like she was made for his dick. her pussy squeezes and squeezes like it wants to kill him, and his hands lift and push her on his cock more and more, just as he feels her movements turn sloppy. the wet, dirty sounds of skin slapping sharply on skin makes his dick pulsate and lando's mind begs for it more as his hips raise desperately to meet y/n's.

"i'm gonna cum, lando, i'm gonna cum," she's sobbing. fucking hell, she's sobbing, and the tears glimmer in his purple leds light they're art. he's moaning and groaning, losing himself as he draws hickeys on her collar bones with reckless abandon.

"cum for me, baby."

she shakes as she lets go, walls constricting his dick like a mold and it completely shatters the tension building up in his balls. his cum shoots straight and deep into her pussy, mouth mumbling incoherently upon the skin of her neck as they ride their highs down.

"fucking hell, lan'."

he smiles tiredly, pressing a kiss into her mouth.

"you're gonna be the death of me."

that she is. for he would lose himself in the essence of his girlfriend, again and again, even if it meant leaving a game halfway through.

[cursingtoji]

HI BABES I LOVED WHAT YOU WROTE FOR AKI 😭 I was hoping to request another but it’s fine if u don’t wanna do two pieces from the same person! But if you do I’d love see how you write 42 and 44 with Toji 🫣

𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓮𝔁

& ❛ Are you sure you want this? ❜ ┊ fem!reader x soft dom!toji, unprotected, raw, p in the v without c, creampie, kinda stablished relationship, sucking fingers, praising, prone bone, domestic┊ The Clichés ™

“Oh my, to what do I own the pleasure?” you become aware of the finger messing with your clit before you open your eyes, you arch your back meeting the erect clothed cock behind you.

“Huh?” his nuzzles your neck. The room was silent, you know it’s morning already, your curtains are still closed but sunshine peeks from the bottom and top giving the room enough light for Toji to get turned on by the simple sight of you sleeping next to him.

“I haven’t woken up with you by my side for weeks now, baby” you caress his arm and mewl at the slow circle movements he has on your clit, his other arm comes up and wiggles his away under your head until you’re pretty much using his shoulder as your pillow and he’s sneaking his hand into the collar of your t-shirt to feel your soft mound “Is this your day off?” you ask closing your eyes and becoming relaxed in his hold.

Toji nods slowly, “The next days should be easier too” he looks down at you with his gorgeous green orbs and starts to grind on your ass, “gotta get you used to awaking up with me again.”

“If I knew today was you day off… I would’ve made something special” you murmur between sighs of pleasure.

“Oh yeah?” his raspy voice against your ear gives you goosebumps, “Like what?”

“Mm I would’ve changed the sheets to that silk one you like…” your hand rub his bicep, “would’ve bought bacon to make you for breakfast” you turn your head slightly to kiss his jaw.

“What else?” he kisses the side of your mouth and you peck his lips in return.

“Maybe worn a more sexy camisole” he laughs tugging your old ass sleeping shirt from Disneyland, the princess print on it had faded a long time ago, toji called her ‘cursed spirit’ since her face was pretty much gone.

“You’re sexy no matter what” he presses the morning wood against you harder, the fabric of his boxers already had a patch of precum “But yeah this thing is ugly as fuck” he pushes your shirt up, hiding the print and exposing your tits to the cold bedroom.

“Also I would’ve bought more condoms” you whisper and Toji backs away a few inches to look you straight in the face.

“We’re out of condoms?” he asks in disbelief.

“I told you at least three times to get some on your way back!”

“Princess, I barely have the strength to shower when I get home, I ain’t stopping at a fucking drugstore. You should’ve gotten it” he attempts to retrieve his hand from you but you grab it back.

“Toji~” you whine looking up at him “You know…” you reach back to rub your palm against his bulge, breasts still out and nipples hard “We could go without them” his eyebrows rise at your suggestion, even his dick twitch against your hand.

“Y’wanna go raw?” he confirms.

“I mean… you’ll have to pull out—“

He snorts “Please” your hand is taken from his bulge so he can shove his underwear down and put yours to side squeezing his dick between your thighs “If I’m fucking you raw I’m coming inside” his length rubs your puffy lips, you look down to see his tip peaking from the front of your underwear as he thrusts slowly, finding comfort between your warm thighs and wet cunt.

“Are you sure about this?” you murmur carefully but yelp as he pinches one of your nipples.

“You tell me, doll, sure you ready to have my cum filling you up? ‘Cause I don’t think I will stop after the first time” he angles his hip to hit your clit with every shallow thrust of his hips.

“I’m o-okay with that” you arch your back more, pushing your breasts into his palm as he closes it around one.

Toji pushes in slowly, having played with your clit before you woken up made you pretty wet already, he drops his head to your neck stopping once he’s halfway in, your gummy walls around his cock are enough to make him cum on the spot but that’s would be too soon.

“Toji~” you whine his name wiggling your hips before he grabs it hard.

“Stay still, doll, gimme a second” his hot breath fans over your sweet spot, you cry his name again and he leaves the comfort of your tits to push two fingers in your mouth, which you take gladly sucking and swirling your tongue around, “Yer killing me” he confesses bringing you closer to him and pushing the rest of his length in.

So far you had only used condoms with each other, so the burning sensation of his dick stretching you out with no lube except your own arousal was enough for you to get lost in the sensation, Toji was no stranger to the feeling, but feeling it with you was a new aphrodisiac to him, so warm and so wet…

He pops his fingers off your mouth, turning your head to the side so he can have a taste of you while bringing the wet digits down to your clit. You moan on his lips, pushing your panties all the way down so he can have more space to touch you.

“So… full” he drinks your sounds pressing your little nub and holding it there to tease you into try to wiggle out of the stimulation.

it’s unusual for Toji to take his time like this, of course he never leaves you unsatisfied even if he has to fuck you through his own orgasm at an animalistic pace. But this morning he’s too pussy drunk to go at his normal pace, now he just wants to nibble at your ear whispering how good you feel and how gorgeous you are while having your pussy gripping him hard when he’s pulling out.

“Relax, kid, I’m not going anywhere” he lets go of your clit to hook his hand on the back of your knees raising your leg to hold it over his own, you look down and can’t stop the curse leaving your lips when you see his thick glossy cock parting you, “Take this out, will you?” he tugs at your shirt and you giggle while discarding the item.

Toji pulls out and softly pushes your hips so you’re laying on your stomach, “That’s it, good girl” he praises finding his way back inside you. With this new position his entire body weight is on top of you, he tries put some weight on his arm to not crush you.

The older man kisses your shoulder blades while moving his hips and flexing his glutes to fuck his swollen cock back into your needy hole. The air is hot and smells of sex, you can practically feel Toji’s navel against your asscheeks. With his whole torso pressing you into the mattress it’s difficult for you to touch him and he senses that, lacing your fingers with his and giving your palm a comforting squeeze.

He keeps pounding, even though he’s going light, the bed still hits the wall, a squeaking sound echoing through the dark room.

“Toji, I’m close” you press you face into the pillow, your walls have a tight hold on him.

“Doll, how am I supposed to use a condom again after getting a taste of this?” he punctuates with his hand cupping your cunt after his palm creep in between your body and mattress, feeling how it stretches to take him into your warm cave.

“Toji” you warn.

“Cum for me, doll, lemme feel you” he spreads your cheeks, cock hitting even deeper as your toes dig into the mattress. Toji squeezes your ass hard enough to leave a mark “That’s right, fuck—“ he groans with his face on your hair, his thrusts become sloppy and before you realize he’s also climaxing. Hot stripes of cum fill your insides to the point you feel like orgasming again, “Fuck… me” he lets out a breathy moan, his hand is still laced with yours, you bring it closer to your face kissing his veins while coming down from your high.

Toji groans when he pulls out, delicately rolling you over as he sits on his knees taking both your legs and spreading them to shamelessly stare at your oozing hole.

“Toji, that’s too—“ you try to close your legs but his grip is firm.

“Relax, just admiring my artwork” his eyes are glued to your pussy, he scoops the cum running down and pushes back in.

“Baby, too much~” he watches your toes curl in the air.

“Too much? I told I wasn’t stopping after the first time” he kisses your ankle, dark hooded eyes devouring his small flustered girlfriend.

“Can we at least get breakfast first?” you propose.

“Of course” he looks around the bed looking for the red fabric of your underwear and taking it, leading your feet in and delicately moving until it covers you, he gives your pussy light taps “Keep it in for me, will you?”

“I can’t, gotta pee” his dark eyes turn playful.

“And you waited until I put your panties back to tell me that?” he pushes your legs off him as he looks for his own clothes.

“Can you gimme my shirt?” you point to the ‘cursed spirit’ shirt on the floor.

“No” he takes it and makes a ball, throwing at the dirty laundry basket across the room.

“Toji! I like that shirt” you whine sitting up covering your chest with your arm.

“Shut it, brat” he opens a drawer, taking a band shirt of his and throwing at you. You bite down on a smile, noticing it was one of his personal favourite shirts.

[huggybearhughes43]

Lowkey p*rn vibes here but reader is friends with John and helps take care of his place when he goes on roadies and she’s cleaning up when she gets a stain on her clothes and decides to just do a load of laundry since she’s there. She borrows one of his dress shirts and she’s putting things in the laundry when he shows up earlier than expected to find her “stuck” in the washer leading to sex

Coffee stain

John Marino x Fem! Reader

Warnings- Smut, cream pie, PinV, slight fingering, squirting, friends with benefits, nipple sucking, on the washing machine

Summary- in the request :)

Word count- 696

I tossed my coffee stained dress into his dirty clothes bin. Johnny had asked me if I could check up on his house every other day while he was gone for hockey and that’s where I was now. The only open time of my day was in the morning so I decided to just make my coffee at his place, in which I spilled on myself. I turn, only in red panties and a matching bra, as I look around his closet.

I look through his shirts and pull out a black dress shirt that I hadn’t seen him wear in years, I figured it would pass as a dress if I pair it with a belt. For the time being I toss the shirt about myself and button it up. I pick up the laundry pain and carry it to his washing machine. I bend down and begin tossing clothes in the machine, my panties peaking from under the shirt.

My humming filtered out the sound of someone entering the house and walking towards me. I jump when I feel a hand cup my heat over my panties. I turn my head to see John and I let out a sigh of relief. “Johnny I-“ he cuts me off by pulling my panties aside and dipping his pointer finger deep into my pussy. “If I knew I’d come back home to see you looking like a whore out of a porno, I would’ve came back sooner.”

I moan and catch my balance by placing my hand on the top of the washer. My back arches as I grind back onto his finger, looking for more greedily. He pulls his hand back, pulling a protest from my mouth. He places his hands on my hips and turns me around before lifting me up and placing me on the washing machine. “Look at you, such a greedy whore f’me, huh?” He teases with a smirk, obviously joking with the nickname.

He spread my legs apart and stations himself in between them before locking his lips on my jaw. “Johnny, please-“ “I know pretty girl, I’ve got you.” He sucks hickeys onto me as he unbuttons the shirt I had borrowed from him. The last button popping open and his hand grope my breast. I arch my back into his hand, the hand that wasn’t holding myself up made its way to scratch his back.

He pulls my lacey bra down to expose my tit. His mouth moves to give kisses down my collar bone and further down until his warm mouth latches on my nipple. My hand moves up to lock themselves in his curls. His teeth tug as he pulls away, causing me to gasp out a moan. Without another word he unbuttons his pants and pulls his hard cock out. I bite my lip as I watch him pull my panties to the side and line himself up.

“You ready, baby?” All I can do to respond to his question is nod. He stations both of his hands on either side of me on the machine before he pushes in. We both let out pornographic moans that really set the seen as he bottoms out in my warm cunt. He pulls back on and slaps himself back in, in a quick movement. The way the dress short way unbuttoned and my tits were spilling out of my bra, moving up and down as he pounded into my tight cunt looked straight out of a porno.

He grasps my hips as he moves faster and harder. I brace myself, wrapping my arms around him as he bruises my cervix. “I’m gonna cum, Johnny!” I moan out as I hold him onto tightly. “Where do you want it?” “In me! I need it in me-“ he slips up a moan as his warm cum coats my insides. The feeling tips me over the edge, my juices spray on his pants in a squirt. “That was so fucking hot.” He says breathlessly as he pulls out of me. “This,” he sighs as he zips up his pants and helps me stand and situate myself, “is happening more often”

[i-cant-stfu]

study session - r.l.

pairings: switch!remus lupin x switch!female!reader

warnings: SMUT. kissing, swearing, fingering, grinding, oral sex (m receiving), and pretty shitty writing tbh - not proof read

summary: how a simple study session with your brother’s best friend turned out.

disclaimer: NOT MY GIF!

It was just an innocent study session in the boys’ dorm, learning about potions with your brother’s best friend while he was away. You didn’t know how you ended up in this position: Remus' hands trailed up your thighs as you leaned over to kiss him, your hands stayed in either side of his head, holding yourself up so that you didn’t fall on top of him. You let out a soft moan as his teeth nipped at your lower lip. You pulled back slowly and smirked down at him as his hands made their way under the shirt you were wearing and onto your ass, giving it a hard squeeze.

"We really shouldn't be doing this." Your breathed, your eyes roaming over his now swollen lips. "You’re my brother’s best friend. And we’re in his bed. He’s going to kill me and everyone is going to call me a slut."

Remus sat up slowly, making it so that you had to do the same. He kept his grip on your waist firm as he moved you so you were sitting in his lap. "And who is going to tell ‘everyone’ you're a slut?" He asked, raising a brow at you. "Certainly won't be me. And fuck James" He assured you, his head moving so he could kiss your neck again, sending shivers down your body. Your hand found his hair, pulling at it slightly as he sucked on the skin at your collar bone, his tongue flicking against your flesh with each movement of his lips.

Your bit your lip, trying to hold back the moan that wanted to escape. "Shit..." you breathed, crooking your neck to the side so he would have more access.

"Remus I...." the moan you were holding back escaped your lips the moment his tongue found the spot just below your ear. He dragged it against the skin lightly, so lightly it felt as though a feather was brushing the spot, making your head spin.

You pushed your hips into his almost instinctively, letting out a small gasp as he moved to kiss your earlobe.

His breath was touching your skin as his tongue stopped its work on your neck. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." Remus whispered. His hand moved then his fingers dragging upwards under the shirt to your breasts.

You silently cursed yourself for not wearing a bra that night as his fingers moved in small circles just around the perk of your nipple. He pulled back, watching your face as he pushed his hips upwards, the hard on that was growing in his boxers pressing against your core, making you groan loudly. Your face twisted as he rolled his hips, knowing full well that he could probably feel how wet you were through the fabric of his boxers.

You looked down at him and let your mouth hang open with a breathy moan as his fingers moved to flick against your nipple, his thumb brushing against it so softly your felt as if you were being tortured. His eyes were connected with your, his every movement making your eyes grow even darker, mimicking his own. Just like always, he hadn't even gotten you out of your clothes and yet you were already putty in the palm of his hand. You leaned in all at once, your lips dying for contact with his, but Remus moved out of the way quickly, avoiding your kiss.

He smirked deviously and moved his hands quickly, grabbing your sides and flipping them so that he was on top of you. Your legs wrapped around him, and he rolled his hips, asking for more pressure from yours, but you refused to give it to him. He put a hand against the headboard and leaned down as you pushed him close by his shirt, his shaggy hair hanging in his face. "I'm afraid that's not going to be enough." You breathed out a chuckle. He looked down for a moment, taking in the sight of his shirt pooled around your waist and lets his eyes linger on the red lace panties you wore, his mouth practically watering as he saw it. He looked back at you with puppy golden eyes, now almost black. "I need you to say it" you whispered.

He narrowed his eyes at you and pressed his lips together. If you were trying to get him to beg for you, it wasn't going to happen. "Say what?" He asked, his breath heavy in his chest.

"Say how badly you want me." You smiled and leaned into him, your voice hoarse in his ear. "Say you want to fuck me."

He groaned at that. He did want it. He wanted it more than he ever wanted anything, but he wouldn’t admit it. He was always the one who was in control, especially in bed, and now was not the time where he was about to give that up.

You pulled back and raised a brow at Remus when he didn't immediately beg for you. You let out a giggle "Resilient?" He bit at his lip and, almost daring you to stop, let his free hand fall to your waist. His fingers lightly traced over the lace of your thong and then lower, pulling it to the side as his eyes stayed on you.

You sucked on your cheeks, trying your best to resist the urge to push your hips into his hand. But when his middle finger slid up and down your entrance, you couldn't help yourself. You pushed against him hard, making Remus’ lips curl into a satisfied smirk. "You're so wet..." he breathed. At that, you decided it was time to stop him. You took his hands off of your panties and looked at him angrily.

"Just say it and I’ll let you pleasure me." You asked. You could tell the thought of being inside of you was sending his mind into a frenzy, especially when he allowed himself to look down at his hand. His mouth fell agape when he did, his fingers slowing their pace as he drank in the sight of you. He let out a breathy moan and licked at his lips. His thumb moved to your clit, and right when it did you couldn't help but let out a small gasp, your head falling onto the pillow behind you and your back arching slightly. It was like he was a drug you couldn’t resist, no matter how hard you tried.

His eyes shot back up to your face, and his thumb quickened its movements, small circles with the lightest of touch teasing your weakest point. You could feel your body begging for more. Your hands moved to grab at the sheets on either side of your body, sinking your fingers into them to find any kind of leverage you could. Suddenly a finger pushed inside you, just barely, teasing your entrance while his thumb did its job teasing your clit.

You let out a ragged breath and looked to Remus, holding his hand. He couldn't take it much longer. He needed you.

"Please..." Remus breathed out, earning a bright smile from you. He groaned again, making your hips buck slightly as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your neck again. He whimpered next to your ear when you grabbed his cock over his pants. “I need you... I need to fuck you, please.." he breathed.

When you nodded with a smirk, Remus pulled back, his hand falling from your core quickly as he moved to sit on his knees. He moved his hands to your shirt and quickly peeled it off of you, letting out a soft moan as he saw what was underneath. You sat up then too, your hand instantly moving to his hair as you pulled him in for a rough kiss, your tongue instantly dancing with his as he pulled your thong off and tossed it across the room. Your breath hitched as his hand moved back to your clit, his fingers rubbing at it firmly as he kissed you. Your hands continued in his boxers, trying your best to push them off of him as you held his hair with your other hand.

Remus instantly pulled back then, his free hand moving to shove your back down onto the bed as his fingers worked tirelessly on your clit. He let out a loud when you pulled his hair, moan and your hand came up to cover his mouth, silencing him all at once. "Can't have people hearing us now, can we?" You whispered, making Remus mutter a small “Sorry”, before moving so he could kiss your neck, then down to your chest, where his tongue flicked gently against your nipple, making you want to let out a loud groan. He kissed lower then, to your stomach, and then your hips, and then...

You let out a ragged moan as his lips found your pleasure point. His tongue replaced his fingers, finding every nook around your clit to flick its way against. You bit down on your lip, trying your best not to make noise when his fingers pushed inside of you, pumping in and out at a painfully slow pace. He crooked his fingers inside of you, feeling around gently before he found exactly what he was looking for. He pressed against a spot and you gasped, the pressure of his tongue and the fact that his fingers were now massaging your g-spot with every touch too much for you to bear.

You could feel your high coming. You could feel yourself tighten around his fingers, every muscle in your body tensing up as you get around your climax.

Then, all of a sudden, you pulled Remus back, not letting yourself reach the point you so desperately desired, but knowing you you thank yourself later. He looked up at you and scoffed, looking a bit confused you moved to stand over the bed. "But I..." he began, groaning softly in protest.

You smirked gently at him, your hand moving to stroke his length through the fabric of his boxers.

"I want to finish differently, baby. Let me pleasure you first." You said, making Remus’ breath hitch. On one hand you wanted to finish the job for yourself, but on the other, something about being in control, making him finish first, made butterflies go up your stomach. He was willing to do whatever you wanted him to do. Something you had never been able to say for any other man.

You moved to the floor, your knees aching in protest from the sheer hardness of it. You didn't care though. You could see how big Remus was through his boxers, making your mouth drool.

Remus’ hands slid to pull down his boxers, and you groaned at what you saw. You could only imagine how he would feel inside of you. You took his length in your hand and began to stroke it slowly, earning yourself a groan from Remus, whos hand quickly found your hair, grabbing a fistful. You leaned in slowly, taking his tip into your mouth and moaning softly at the taste. You let your tongue slide around his head as you started to go down on him.

He was far too big for you. Your hands moved down his shaft, both of them moving up and down as you took in as much of him as you could without gagging.

Remus let out a loud groan and you smiled against his dick, your head going up and down quickly, while your tongue did most of the work. You pulled back all at once and looked up at who was looking down at you with drunken eyes and open mouth, furrowing his eyebrows. You gathered some spit in your mouth and slowly let it drop onto his length, your hands moving to spread it down his length as your mouth returned to work on him.

Remus’ breath hitched and he grabbed at the headboard of the bed, his other hand moving to push you head down further. You could tell he was having trouble keeping quiet, judging on the way his breath was shaking every time your head moved up and down him.

You looked back up at him, your eyes connecting with his as you move. You could hardly contain you, knowing he was loving this, loving the feeling of your dick pressing into the back of your throat every bob of your head. Every muscle in his face twisted as you took him down as far as you could, your eyes watering as you did so. His hand went back to your hair and held you where you were.

You watched as he threw his head back, your eyes flicked to his legs, that were shaking with pleasure. With all of your strength you pulled away from him, standing up and wrapping your arms around his neck. "You don't get to finish until I tell you to." You said. He looked at you and a flash of submissiveness spread across his face. His puppy eyes contradicted the way his hands grabbed your ass, lifting you up and practically throwing you down on his bed. His body moved on top of you and let his lips find yours, kissing you hungrily.

His hand moved to his bed side table as you kissed, knocking things over as he tried to rifle through his sock drawer. He found what he was looking for and pulled away from you. You watched as he brought the condom wrapper to his lips and tore it open with his teeth. He pulled the condom out a lazily rolled it down over his dick, making sure it was on properly before grabbing your legs and hitching them on top of his shoulders.

“Ready?” He asked, with a smirk.

[msgexymunson]

thinkin' bout having to punish sub!eddie for cumming without permission. 😊

Ooh right I'm down with this! 

Warnings: MDNI, p in v unprotected sex, sub Eddie x dom reader, overstimulation 

A/N: this, this right here, this is my jam! I don't write sub Eddie a lot, so enjoy my beauties! 

Masterlist 

The slapping of wet skin saturates the space, the air itself humid and sweaty. You bounce on Eddie's cock, over and over and over, tight cunt perpetually sucking him in deeper if that were at all possible. 

Eddie's chest heaved, eyes seeming to widen on every bounce until he resembled some kind of bush baby, irises blown with lust. 

You could feel him twitching inside of you, the drag of your moistened walls answering him with spasms of their own. Soft whines and yelps are nearly held back by him, chapped bottom lip starting to bleed from his incessant biting.  

You flex your fingers stiffly around his throat, a threat of a grasp, capable of so much more. 

"I know you're close. Don't you dare." You glare at him as his face turns scarlet, Nodding under your villainous grip. 

"I, I w-won't, I swear, oh please" He practically drools, tongue beginning to lull from his mouth in an apparent display of submission. 

"I'm so close, pretty boy, you gonna be good for me?" You change your movements almost sluggishly, opting to grind down, slow and steady, pussy never leaving his slick covered skin. Your clit grinds harshly against his pubic bone as your eyes reel back in their sockets chasing your slippery release. 

"I- I'm trying, I'm really- oh fuck, I-" the rest is unintelligible as he releases inside you without warning, cum pebble dashing your insides suddenly and to his shame. 

Slowing your movements, you stop and stare down at him. 

"I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I didn't mean to, you just felt too good, and I-"

"I wasn't finished." 

Eddie's cheeks suffuse with blood, blush reaching halfway down his chest. 

"I know, I'm sorry, I could, I could eat you out-" 

Cutting him off, you speak softly, a hint of danger to the tone. 

"Do you think naughty boys get to go down on me?" Tilting your head with the question, your hardened eyes seek his. He can't meet your gaze, only looks down and away. 

"No." 

"See? So why did you say that?" As you question him, your hips start to move again, running slow and undeviating circles across his already hardening dick. You can feel it beginning to bloom again inside of you.  

Eddie hisses at the overstimulation, rough fingertips gripping your forearms. 

"I just wanted to help, fuck, I'm sorry." 

You watch him as his face scrunches up, too afraid to say anything to annoy you further, abdominal muscles stiffening. You soften slightly, if only for a moment. 

"This still OK, baby?" You ask, fingertips caressing his cheek gingerly. 

"Yeah, yes, please please-" He pants and whines, making you giggle. 

"Good. Because I'm not done." 

Grabbing the headboard with one hand, you hold his throat with the other, forcefully thrusting against him harder and harder. 

Staring directly into his eyes, you moan your release straight in his face, fingers flexing and finally loosening around his throat. He takes a gulp of heaving breath as he gazes up at you like you just hung the moon and stars in the sky for him. 

Smiling with relief, he cups your cheek. 

"I really am sorry baby." 

You bark out a mirthless laugh. 

"Who said I was done?" 

You watch as the colour drains from Eddie's face, whilst your hips begin their antagonising circles again. 

If you want to be on my perpetual Eddie list please give me a shout, it got a bit lost with Rumour!

@munson-blurbs @eddiesprincess86 @munsonology

[writingjourney]

trust your cardinal | cardinal copia x reader

The Cardinal is very intent on showing you how good he can make you feel.

content: 1.5k words, afab!reader, very little description to keep it as gender-neutral as possible, soft/gentle dom!copia, choking, p in v sex, anal fingering, finger sucking, glove kink, mild spit kink, praise kink, mild breeding kink, sweet aftercare, established relationship, MDNI 18+

Masterlist – Ao3 link

“So good, so good for your Cardinal.”

Words slice through moans. He’s grinding into you from behind – slow, deep strokes that have his cock dragging intimately along your walls. Fingers press firmly into your pulse, squeezing you into a state of heightened arousal. Through the haze you feel his lips on your jaw, open-mouthed kisses leaving a wet trail until he bites down on your earlobe.

“I could do this all day, amore,” he growls, his ragged breath hot in your ear. “S-such a tight little hole, so wet and perfect.”

His finger release your throat and he pushes two of them between your lips. They slide in deep, warm leather pressing down on your tongue. You gag, breathing through the pain as drool drips from the corners of your mouth to the sheets below you.

“Get them nice and wet for me, eh?” he says. “Suck them like you would suck my cock.”

Your tongue curls under his digits as your throat constricts around them. Copia moans into your ear with every thrust, such a vocal man, so shameless in taking his pleasure, only faltering in his rhythm when you tighten your walls around his cock.

“Oh you like this, eh?” He pants, slowing his movements momentarily. “You like to use this sweet filthy mouth on your Cardinal?”

In reply, you suck harder, grazing the leather with your teeth and swirling your tongue around his fingers. You love it when he keeps the gloves on, when he makes sure that he uses his slender hands on your whole body so you can feel the smooth leather wherever he reaches.

Copia stamps a wet kiss to your jaw, squeezing you reassuringly for a moment before he pulls away. The mattress beside you expands, his hand leaving the dent as he shifts his weight to sit up. You shiver when his sweaty warmth leaves your back, exposing you to the thick air around you that clings to your skin like fog, heavy with the smell of sex and fading incense. 

You can’t see him but you feel him taking hold of your hips, still buried to the hilt inside of your wet heat. Firm hands spread you open further, denting the soft meat of your ass before you can feel his wet fingertips circling your other hole. You’re already drenched, your combined juices smeared all over your intimate areas, and yet the cool spit on his gloves feels exciting when he probes at the tight muscle. You keen, pushing back slightly, and his fingers splay across your skin to keep you still.

“Shhh,” he coos, rubbing gently at your hip bone. “I have you, amore, you know you can trust your Cardinal. I will make you feel so good, my baby, so so good.”

You relax with his promise echoing in your ear over and over, trusting that your sweet but firm Cardinal will take care of you in all the right ways. With less resistance now, his finger stretches you open for him and he pushes in gently until half of his digit is buried inside of you, warming you up. He starts to rock into you again, the head of his cock rubbing at your sweet spot with every slow pump. You whimper, desperate for him to take you exactly how he wants without holding back.

“You are so good for your Cardinal. Taking me so well, amore. What a good little doll you are, letting me do whatever I want with your perfect sweet body.”

He adds a second finger with those words, slowly widening your entrance until they both fit, buried to the knuckles. They stimulate your insides, curving just so with their tips firm against the most sensitive spots. You bask in the pleasurable feeling of the added pressure, wondering if he can feel his own cock throbbing and moving inside of you through your walls.

“Now let me see how much you can take, eh?” He starts to move faster, rubbing, thrusting, gasping. “Sh-show me that you’re my good little toy, amore, that I make you f-feel better than anyone else.”

Pleasure spreads in you like liquid fire, filling you from the tightness in your lower belly all the way to your curling fingertips. Copia speeds up even more, shoving himself into you with reckless abandon, his fingers pressing against each intrusion of his cock. Your arms give out as he gains momentum, elbows folding in on themselves like a house of cards and taking you down with them. Squished cheeks rub on soft cotton as he fucks you steadily into the soft mattress. You turn your face to the side, gasping for clean air, and he leans forward until you can feel his weight on your upper body again. His forearm comes to rest within your limited field of view, trails of dark arm hair disappearing in the tight leather of his black gloves with the sparkling silver grucifix. If the position is uncomfortable for him he does not let on, even though his hips snap into yours with less control now. His fingers continue to work you open, massaging your inner walls, and you feel so full, so completely penetrated by his love and overwhelming need for you.

“I want to f-fill you up, my baby,” he whispers, lips running along your jaw. “You love it, yes? You love when your Cardinal fills all of your eager little holes?”

You try to nod but his hand reaches out to grasp your jaw. They work your mouth open until your moans spill out freely. He gently strokes your chin with his thumb, spreading drool over your heated skin and pulling at your swollen bottom lip. You’re utterly ruined, a captive to his unholy, sinful ways.

“Use your words, amorino,” he whispers, the bristly hairs of his mustache tickling the shell of your ear. “Tell me how much you love it. Tell me you want me to fill you up.”

“I love it so much,” you choke out. “S-so much, please, my Cardinal. I want to be full, I need it, n-need you.”

Copia hums his praises, pushing the fingers of his other hand into your mouth until you feel your jaw going slack. There is nothing left as you consume all of him, taking him all the way until you forget where your bodies meet and melt into one. Even so, Copia keeps chasing new highs, lips parted in voiceless gasps and deep groans, hot air ghosting over your face as he fucks you both senseless. The stimulation is too much, every thrust sending you deeper into lustful oblivion, and you start to twitch, your knees straining, your back achingly hollow, every nerve cell on edge.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?” he asks, his voice surprisingly soft even through his strained breathing. “Come for your Cardinal, amore. I want to feel it.”

Your muscles convulse around him, white hot pleasure spreading through your whole body like molten gold as you squeeze his cock, his fingers, his heart. You bite down, a choked, painful scream booming from your throat. You tremble uncontrollably through your climax, holding on tightly to the sheets until your fingers cramp. Copia’s thumb starts to press into your cheek when he suddenly stutters. His hips slam into yours a few more times before he stills, shaking under the weight of his own pleasure when his seed fills you in hot bursts. Even after he stops twitching he gives a few more slow rolls of his hips, a few more rubs of his fingers, fucking his cum into you until his exhaustion overweighs. He withdraws both of his hands, staying buried inside your heat as he rolls you both to your sides.

For a long moment, you both breathe into the sudden silence. You take longer to recover, drunk on ecstasy and lingering bliss even as your body starts to feel sore and used. Copia pulls you flush against his chest, taking a deep, melodic inhale through your hair before he kisses down your neck – quick, wet pecks that make you giggle and writhe.

“Così dolce, hmmm. So good, so sweet.” His tongue runs along your sweaty skin, down the slope of your shoulder and back up along your throat. “Ti amo, ti amo tanto, amore. You are my heart and my soul. Did so well for me, so perfect.”

You close your eyes as he showers you in more praises and soft kisses, reaching out to grasp his hands and open the sippers on his gloves. Once he’s bare, you intertwine your fingers, trailing kisses along his knuckles and over his palm before you press them to your heart. Copia keeps you still, lingering inside of you for as long as he can until his softening dick inevitably slips out. Even so he hugs you close, intimately, skin glued to skin, chests heaving in sync. You turn your head with a soft smile, taking a glimpse at his mussed up hair and paint-smeared face. His lips capture yours, one more slow, tired kiss, one more whisper about how much you love him. Eyes close and you drift off, falling into the pillowy quiet around you.

Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed – kudos, comments, rbs etc are as always much appreciated ♡

Masterlist – my Ao3

[nexusnyx]

nyx. you just answered you're accepting prompts and i kinda ran here. i read in a prompt list somewhere something along the lines of "i could spend the whole day doing this" but instead of soft things... all i could think about was cockwarming joel?! i'm... yeh. if you could :')

if i could?! allow me. (oh, and tysm for the prompt. i loved it. — main masterlist

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ˗ˏˋ꒰ wrap my lips ꒱

Joel never rushed you to anything. Never begged you for anything, or even did as much as insist — since the day you two met, what you said was a go.

You adored that. Adored him. Adored every inch of what made Joel Miller the stubborn, 'sexy-in-his-own-ways', and earnest man he was. Nothing could ever be above that, you thought, but the thing is—

You hadn't heard him whine before.

Never heard him groaning, and pleading in your ear as if you could ever deny him of anything, and in that second, it was your first time meeting a side of him that left you feeling utterly weak instead of strong.

All Joel had to do was moan your name, and done.

"Baby, fuckin' hell—" he bit his bottom lip, and you watched it, a little transfixed. A lot drunk.

Joel was big. All the weeks taking you to those unusual dates that ended up being the most fun you had in a lifetime and leaving you at your doorstep with polite kisses that heated up each date that passed—all that time, wondering, trying to feel it, knowing deep in your bones that here was exactly where you wanted to be.

You both danced around this for too long, and as thick as he was, you were drenched, because this was Joel.

"'s sooo good, Joel," you sighed, happy out of your mind.

You feel so fucking full, and content. Being on top of him should be the first thing you do in the morning and the last you do at night. This should be the default.

The couple of glasses of wine could hardly be blamed for how lewd you felt when Joel could grind his hips like this.

Your moan must feel good on his ear, because he squeezes your ass and guides your movement, up and down. Holding you so tight you'd end up bruised at this point.

Throwing your head back with another moan, you smile at the thought. His marks all over your body. For someone who's so quiet and chaotic outside of his workplace, Joel could be misunderstood a lot—not by you, though. You were never fooled by that stunning smile and charming personality. You saw the way air carried itself around him.

Joel was not someone to be fucked around with, but god, was he someone that could fuck.

You knew it. You fucking knew it.

"Knew you were good at this, Joel."

His hips falter and Joel's mouth stops its assault on your collarbones, and it's the feeling of his gaze on you that pulls your eyes to him.

"Yeah?" He's panting. Sweat is dripping from his forehead to his temples, and you can see a thin layer of sweat forming on his chest. "Thought about sittin' on me? Hm? About how deep I'd be? If I'd make you feel good, sweetheart?"

It's his voice, but most of all, it's the condescending and cocky way he says it.

All you can do is moan in response the more he elaborates and bounce harder on his cock, the wet, filthy sounds of your bodies meeting together growing louder, and dirtier.

"Fuck, I thought about it, too," Joel cries, putting his face to your shoulder.

He slowed down his movements, much to your despair, but no matter how much you wanted to pick up the pace again, Joel's grip on your waist was vicious as he shushed you to "slow down, baby, slow down."

Joel went back to sucking on your neck as if he got something out of it, grinding his dick deep in slow, but hard thrusts, and you wondered between high-pitched moans and sighs of his name if Joel was a masochist.

"I wanna cum, Joel, I wanna cum," you begged.

"I'll make you cum, baby, just shhh," the way he circled in hips next made you cry out, and Joel chuckled underneath you. The sound was mean, and you could swear it made you wetter, if that could even happen.

It took you a few seconds before the peak your body was going for dwindled, but you got what he meant.

Joel savored being inside of you, and it drove you crazier than the quick, rough bounces you chased only a few moments ago. With a particular hard thrust, Joel simply snaps you—

white, and hot, your orgasm hits you so hard it makes your legs tremble and your arms to grip around his neck for support, but Joel talks you through it, peppering your face with kisses.

When the feeling comes back to your legs and, eventually, to how full you still are, all you wanna do is be there forever.

"I could spend the whole day doing this, Joel."

"You will." His own breathing sounded needier. "You'll keep me in you, is that it? Wanna keep me inside you for as long as you can?"

The thought makes your moan turn almost into a scream.

"Be good and cum again. Soak my cock again, and I'll cum for you."

Joel had a way of getting what he wanted.

He never rushed you to anything, but then again, he never needed to.

He talked you through it, and then talked you out of it, and if needed, Joel guided you personally — with his mouth, his fingers, his face— with any part of him he could, he was there. All over you.

[charlottecutepie]

Now that you’ve watched Animal room, maybe a Doug x Reader? maybe public sex or creampie ?

⋆౨ৎ˚ A real animal (Doug Van Housen x fem!reader)

author notes: hey love! so here it is, thank you for the request, it was interesting to write about this character :) although I dont really know how well it turned out, i still doubt it tbh, im so sorry if it sucks, tho i tried harddd….in any case, ill be glad to receive new requests for this character

tags: nsfw, smut, vaginal sex, fingering, thigh fucking, rough sex, possessiveness, fingers sucking, spanking, hair pulling, public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dubcon, a little praise, degrading, mean!Doug

Doug kisses you like it's the end of the fucking world. He's groaning into your mouth, and his huge hands aren't hugging you at all, no, they're squeezing you as if he intentionally wants to break your bones. To break you not only as a person, but also as a body. Your bones, your skin, every hair on your body, every cell in you should belong to him. Doug Van Housen hates and loves you, and his every action is imbued with this poisonous and caustic mixture of madness. You seem to like that you are tightly pressed between a cold wall and his hot body, but at the same time you're afraid of what comes out of his mouth, you knew that he was far from a sweet and gentle person, you knew what you were going for, according to Doug himself.

“My fucking slut,” he growls into your neck and makes forward movements, rubbing against you. There's a lump in your throat and blood froze in your veins, you didn't expect that you'd be fucked right in this corridor, right fucking now. You wanted to invite him to your place, well . . . to watch a movie first, and then lie down and cuddle. But don't you know Doug? It's just not about him. If you dream of such an affair, then why are you dating someone as him? Doug's madly amused by you. Are you really that silly? “I'm gonna ruin you.”

“Just wait—” you can't stay still, putting your dignity at such risk, damn it. You cling to his shoulders and look into his eyes, trying to find at least some echoes of common sense. However does it make sense to look for it in a man like Doug? “Fuck, Doug, enough!”

Looking at your desperate plea, amusement flickers across his eyes. The hallway filled with the echo of your words as he pulls away slightly, raising his eyebrows. He laughs. “Someone is too cocky. Don't worry, I'll fuck this arrogance out of you. Or what? You don't like me anymore?” Doug grasps you by your hips tightly, slowly grinding into you as he nips softly at your neck. “You must have a fucking adrenaline rush, baby. I don't think you'll be as brave in a few minutes.”

“Uggh—” you groan almost in pain as he bites on your skin. “Can we at least do this at home?” you try to keep your voice quite, but Doug doesn't give a fuck so he makes a damn loud moan when you pull his black hair. You definitely don't expect this so you quickly let him go and glance at his face for signs of pain. There is silence for a second. Doug looks at you with his mouth open and breathes heavily, and then bursts into laughter.

“Was that supposed to stop me?” you stare at him wide-eyed as his laughter reverberates around. “Look, sweetie, I won’t care if we fuck in a pool of acid. The only thing I care about is claiming what’s mine. . . You're going to take me any way possible until there's not a drop of your fucking arrogance left inside you.” his lips descend upon yours fiercely; they consume your mouth entirely while he tangles one hand in your hair and grasps your hip harder. It all feels so animalistic, so brutal that it scares and excites you at once — two emotions mixing into an insatiable hunger for more from this twisted game between you two.

You're barely recovering from his rough kiss, your lips are flushed, as are your cheeks. “Doug. . .” you don't really know what you're saying, you just want to repeat his name over and over like a damn prayer. “Doug, Doug, Doug—” you whisper as he can't get enough of your neck, kissing every inch, although it's more like he's devouring you like an animal. His hands find your ass and squeeze it roughly through your clothes, which responds with a reddening of the skin and your sharp sigh.

“Oww, what a pathetic sight,” he taunts you when his fingers finally get under your clothes, pulling them down to your knees with impatient jerks, leaving you in only your panties. Before you can say anything, his finger makes its way to the sweetest spot between your legs. Doug rubs your pussy through your underwear and, feeling how wet you are, sighs contentedly and smiles, baring his teeth. “So fucking wet, look what I've done to you.” he pulls your soaked panties to the side and slips one finger inside you. So fucking slow and gentle, all the time staring into your eyes, just to tease and mock you. It's just one finger, but you can already feel your knees getting weak. “Don't faint, pretty, stay with me, yeah?” Doug hums in approval as your pussy clenches around his finger — a clear signal that his girl is desperate for more.

“Please. . .” you feel so weak to him.

He watches your pleading expression and raises an eyebrow. “More?” he asks, smirking as his second finger joins the first inside you. He starts pumping slowly while rubbing your clit in rapid circles with his thumb. Your hips jerk forward desperately and your lips part in deep sighs. Seeing you begging him like a desperate little slut makes him proud. “Pathetic, ain't you?” when you just get used to his two fingers, he abruptly plunges them even deeper into you. You gasp loudly, clinging on Doug for support as you nearly fall.

“Ohh—! No, fuck, that's—”

“Too much?”

“Yes, t—too rough, wait!” his smile broadens at that. And. . . Then he pulls back suddenly, leaving you panting heavily, your legs trembling.

“You taste heavenly,” he slides his wet fingers into his mouth as he savors your taste, watching your embarrassed face. “take off my fucking belt, baby,” he tells you before pushing two of them against your entrance once more, this time fingerfucking you faster. You don't know what to do, your body doesn't obey, while Doug roughly fingers you, tearing incoherent moans out of you. You try to grab his belt, but his fingers are moving inside you so fast that your hands are shaking. “i said take off my fucking belt.”

He knows you're about to cum as your pussy clenching around his fingers, but he doesn't let you, instead he slows down so you can finally take off his belt. You sigh and Doug takes his fingers out of you, which makes you look at him in shock, brows raised and eyes wide.

“Bu—!” he pulls your panties down and slips his painfully hard cock between your thighs, your soft skin making him groan loudly.

“Mhhm— You feel so fuckin' good, doll,” Doug thrusts forward, rubbing his dick between your damp folds. His length sweetly slides against your slit, every inch of it coated with your wetness. “my good fucking girl.” he wraps one arm around your waist and pulls you closer, not letting you fall.

His hips rock against you in a fast, sinful motion, teasing your cunt with the tip of his cock. He lets out a low groan, his shaft sliding across your folds and over your clit. “Ahhnn— ohh, im close!” you can’t help but whimper softly, you cling to him, fingers curling into fists at his shoulder, hips rolling instinctively with each slide of his dick through your wet folds.

“Cum for me.” Doug fucks your thighs faster, hitting your sensitive nub repeatedly. His breathing deepens as he thrusts harder between your thighs, spreading your wetness around his cock. “My little slut. . .” he hides his face in your hair. “cum for me.” he demands, you feel the delicious tension building in your belly, spreading through your core until it becomes all-consuming. Your whimper as you grind against him helplessly, your hole clenching around nothing.

When his tip slides over your little aching clit, that makes you shudder, a loud moan escaping your lips as you finish. You nearly scream, but your sounds muffled by Doug's chest.

“Good girl.” he praises you. “now I'm going to fuck your brains out and claim this little pussy.” Doug doesn't waste any time to prove his promises. With a ruthless determination, he flips you around, your face against wall. You gasp in surprise, your eyes widening as his dick presses urgently against your entrance. “Thaat's it, you stupid little girl.”

Doug slips inside you, bending his knees to be on a level with your ear and breathing loudly into it, mumbling what a tight cunt you have. You don't want to admit it, but his cock feels perfect. And although his sharp and rough thrusts hurt you, because he immediately began to push into your warmth, you find yourself enjoying this. You're still sensitive after orgasm, but it's only to his advantage as he moves his hips, driving his cock deeper.

”Fuck—fuck! Slow down, ohh” you yelp as he rails your pussy, he doesn't give a fuck that it does hurt you, just like he doesn't give a fuck if anyone sees you. The sounds of skin slapping wildly arouse you, as well as the fact that he's manhandling you and uses you the way he wants makes your legs buckle. “Hahhh, Doug!”

“I won't, you feel too good.” he groans, fucking you harder. “Ughh, you know you want this, your cunt ruined and filled with my cum, yeah?” he growls, feeling your walls tightly squeeze his cock. “Yeah?” he repeats in his mocking manner.

You don't answer his question, so his hand lays down on your ass, and a loud smack echoes down the hallway. “Y—yes! Yes, please, Doug!” you cry out.

Doug grabs a handful of your hair, yanking your head back so your eyes meet his. “Stupid brainless doll made just for my cock.” his heart beat like crazy, feeling your tight and wet pussy wrapping around his shaft as you take him. He pumps deeper into you with every thrust and reaches forward, he slams one hand against the wall beside your head. “You're mine, all mine.” he murmurs, looking down where your ass meets his hips, smile faded from his face. Your whines and moans sounds way too pretty and broken, your eyes burst with tears.

“Hnnhg. . . Slow down!” you tell him like he cares, like he's going to stop. “Doougg”

Your head fuzzy as you feel his cock reaching way really too deep, where you almost feel him in your guts. Doug ignores your words and pleas, knocking the air out of your lungs with his rough pace. He feels you on a completely different level, not only because he's balls deep inside you, he feels the madness that covers his eyes like a veil. Hatred, anger and arousal merged together.  And your “ohhh god, Dougg!” which slips from your lips only inflames him even more.

“My pretty slut, my little girl, mine, fuuuck, just like that,” Doug's lost just like you, fucking you like an animal, a crazy one. “Thank me, thank me for fucking you.” after these words, he puts his long fingers in your mouth, as if trying to pull out your tongue. They penetrate so deeply that you feel sick. He runs his fingers over your mouth, wetting  them in your saliva. You're almost suffocating.

“Thh. . . Nkkk—” that fucking bastard, you know why he's doing this. He wants you to realize what a helpless, pathetic, but wonderful little ragdoll you are. If his dick wasn't pounding your dripping pussy right now, you'd definitely slap him in the face for it. “Aankkk yo— Ahh! Ouhh”

He chuckles, literally fucking your mouth with his fingers as he hears your babbling. “What was that? Didn't hear you.” you want to cry hysterically, want to bite off his fucking fingers. But his voice is so hot, so damn beautiful. Even though he tries to sound normal, you still catch these little groans and breaths, his voice shaking. And it only makes you wetter. “Hard to talk with your mouth full, baby?”

He takes his fingers out of your mouth, all in your drool, and you almost calm down, but then you arch your back and yelp when you feel them touching your little clit. He rubs your bundle in tight circles, what makes your cunt throb around him. “Fuck, thank— Thank you! Thank you, Doug—” you're moaning so loudly that your throat is already dry.

“Mhmm, such a good girl, that's it,” he cooes, grunting. “so fucking good for me. A slut who needs nothing but my cock.” your chest rises and falls from increased breaths, blood running hot, a mess he loves to see.

He lost his sanity a long time ago and therefore does the same thing to you, making your brains melt as if under the scorching sun. You don't feel yourself, you only feel Doug, everywhere, in your pussy and in your subconscious, your brain and your heart. You even forgot that you're in this fucking hallway.

“Wanna feel you cum all over my cock, pretty.” he leans closer to you, his fingers never stopping rubbing your clit. He brushes his lips against your neck, sliding his tongue on your fresh hickeys and bite marks.

“I'm gonna c—cum, ohh,” before you know what's going on, your body shaking and you feel like you're already falling. Although this would have happened if Doug's hands hadn't been holding you all this time. You cum hard and he follows, burying himself even deeper inside of you as he grits his teeth and groans, his seed spills inside you in thick ropes as your pussy greedily milks him dry. He breathes heavily and moves his hips, fucking you much more slowly to make sure that every drop of him fills you, you moan as you feel his cock twitching inside you.

Doug doesn't take his hands off you, holding you possessively still. But he notices that you're trembling, and his grip soon loosens as he puts his hands on your waist. He kisses your neck, whispering something.

A pair of eyes looked at you two from the darkness of the corridor, and their owner took a deep breath.

[breezybangtanbebe]

Head ❤️‍🔥 Monsta X (OT7)

A/N: As the title implies...This is just how I imagine the guy's preferences, techniques, and scenarios when receiving or giving oral. On a few of these, I kind of let my imagination run off...

I'm sorry and you're welcome🥰

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Shownu/Hyunwoo

Receiving:

"Mmm...fuck.." he groans softly with his head tilted back against the back of the couch. His Adam's apple bobs in his throat and his mouth opens when the tip of his dick is sucked on. You linger there, slurping on it and swirling your tongue around it so that you could hear him let out another deep husky moan.

Hyunwoo isn't a man that can be rattled easily but when his dick is concerned, being buried deep in your throat gets the ultimate rise out of him. He isn't rough with you but you're never surprised if you gag suddenly when he begins bobbing your head with his fingers often tangled in your hair.

"Ooh shit...." He exhales, knitting his brow and parting his lips to gawk at how well you took him. So warm and so deep. All lips and tongue. He was so close.

"Don't stop...don't fucking stop..." he pants, screwing his eyes shut and shaking his head emphatically. You up your efforts, sucking him sloppier and faster until he's groaning uncontrollably.

He isn't too caught up on watching you, though he would often open his eyes to gaze down to tell you how pretty you look with your mouth full of his hard dick.

When he cums, it's always in abundance. He holds himself at the base, stroking himself to ensure every drop of his seed is where it should be.

All over your lips and tongue, maybe even dripping from your chin.

Giving:

Your hands are planted flat against the wall as whined your hips to the rhythm of Hyunwoo's tongue. He likes to take his time when he tastes you, often teasing around your clit and tonging at your hole until you whine for him to stop playing. That's usually when he chuckles from beneath you and he squeezes your ample cheeks to encourage you to grind your pussy against his tongue. To use him for your pleasure before he really begins to please you.

Being somewhat of a gentle giant, it's ironic how much of a masochist Hyunwoo is. So when he has a craving for the taste of your pussy, he usually prefers for you to serve him by sitting on his face. I also get the impression that he likes women who have a little more meat on their bones than average. So when he tells you to sit on his face, he wants the full weight of your body almost smother him while he eats you out.

"Mmhmm..." he croons in approval from beneath you, slapping your ass before squeezing the plump flesh and encouraging you to move. You look down to see his long pink tongue fully extended and pressing against your clit.

That alone has you sighing and with his large hands urging you to grind your hips, you comply. And for a moment he just allows the flat of his tongue to rub against your clit, the tip dipping lower between your folds with every movement. He felt so good and the warmth of his touch was so comforting, making you relax your weight against his strong shoulders as you continued to ride his face slowly.

After guiding your body to ride his tongue, he uses his strength to hook his arms under your thighs to lock you in place while his surprisingly skilled tongue flicks over your clit until you're shaking and moaning his name to the ceiling.

That's probably his favorite part.

Getting watch you above him, completely uninhibited and taken by the way he makes you feel.

Wonho/Hoseok

Receiving:

"Look at me...Oooh just like that.." he smiles, biting his lip while alternating his gaze between you and the image of you through the lens of his camera. The gentle click and shutter of it has you blinking up at him from your position on your knees. Both hands at work stroking his length and sucking on his tip sloppily with your eyes directed up at the camera.

Hoseok takes several more photos, seeming engrossed with the task of immortalizing this moment. His expression is alight with amusement and pleasure, occasionally biting his bottom lip when your mouth engulfs him completely.

Hoseokie is a visual for sure so he is very aroused by the act of watching you. With your permission, of course, he would either record or take photos to commemorate your intimate moments together. Especially moments like this.

He thought you were so gorgeous. Even when you were gagging and spitting all over his shaft. Those photos were his favorite.

It didn't even matter if you made him cum with your mouth, which was always your goal, because once he'd captured enough of you on film...

...he was satisfied.

Giving:

"Like that? You like the way I lick you, baby?"

As if you could speak right now. Hoseok knew he was the ultimate pleaser and when he was between your legs, running his tongue over your clit and stroking your walls with either his fingers or your vibrator,  he knew he was making you feel good by the way you moaned and shook for him.

It was unfair how well he commanded your body. He knew every place to lick, the exact rhythm and pressure. He knew by the way you moaned what he needed to do next. His attention to detail was to blame.

Hoseok is absolutely the type to make you sit up in front of him and play with yourself, giving him a front-row seat to learn your body. Wherever you place your fingers to gently stroke and rub your slick pink flesh, he was imagining how he could mimic it with his tongue. Which was exactly what he was doing now.

When you could see through your haze of pleasure, you could tell he was smiling as his tongue flicked over your bud in the exact way you would rub it to make yourself cum fast. He loves knowing he was making you go crazy and would up the intensity of his efforts in waves to prolong your pleasure.

When you cum, he sucks hard on your clit for emphasis, chuckling softly and unlatching to praise you for giving him what he wanted.

Minhyuk

Receiving:

"Oh my god...oh..my...god" Minhyuk whines as you bobbed your head, slurping him in deeper and hitting the back of your throat. He keeps his hand at the back of your head but only to touch you, not influencing your movement at all.

You were in control and he doesn't mind it one bit.

Minhyuk loooooves having his dick sucked but he rarely asks for it. Which is why your favorite thing to do when he wasn't expecting it was to shove your hand in his pants and pull him out. Leaning down to engulf him before he can stop you. His head will immediately fall back and his mouth with go agape. His breath hitches and his voice breaks suddenly at the jarring sensations of your warm wet mouth.

You didn't need to use your hands when you sucked him off. You preferred controlling his length with only your mouth, even if it took some effort to fit it all in. He'd moan senselessly when you deep throated and the vibrations of you moaning around him would often push him closer to cumming.

"Oh, baby I'm so close...I'm so close..." he pants, watching you swallow him effortlessly. His soft voice sounds almost melodic when he moans. His brow always furrowed as if he was in a state of shock at what you were doing to him.

Sloppy.

Clean.

Loud.

Quiet.

He didn't care nor did it ever take long to make him cum. When he does, he's always loud and you can't help but giggle at the way he admonishes you gently for being so nasty.

Giving:

"Take your panties off. Now."

The authority in Minhyuk's soft voice is evident and sends a jolt of arousal straight down between your thighs.

You were looking up at him and seated at the foot of the bed with your legs spread to accommodate him.

"You heard what I said right? Or are you gonna make me repeat myself...." He perks his brow. His expression goes stern and you knew better than to make him repeat himself when he was in this mode.

Well...unless you felt like being punished.

With a mischievous glint in your eye, you leaned back on the bed, lifting your butt off the mattress to slowly peel away your panties. Minhyuk watches you silently and doesnt move until you toss the bundle of lace aside.

That's when he reaches under your knees to pull you closer to the edge of the bed, leaning down to pepper soft kisses over your bare pelvis on his way to your pussy.

He plants a tender kiss over the tip of your clit, glancing up to catch your reaction just as he licks over. When your leg twitches, he squeezes you in warning you to stay still.

Before he licks you again, he allows a long drip of spit to trickle down his tongue and it lands perfectly on the tip of you. Minhyuk smirks at the way it drizzles over the perfectly blush-toned bud and he gazes up to make eye contact just as he's lowering his head again.

In true Scorpio nature, Minhyuk is a thorough lover. He's not pulling away from your heat until there's a puddle beneath you.

His lips are soft and his tongue flicks impressively fast over your clit with just the right amount of pressure to ensure you cum fast, hard, and repeatedly.

Minhyuk prefers you on your back and as comfortable as possible. Your legs shake and your back arches up from the mattress. He never lets up or switches his tactic when he knows exactly what you like and after draining you, he usually climbs over you to allow his painfully hard dick to sink into you to reap the benefits of his hard work.

Kihyun

Receiving:

Kihyun is the dommiest dom to ever damn dom. He's bossy and takes full control of your pleasure and his in every aspect.

He wants you to play with yourself while you suck him off. Sitting up on the couch or bed with you positioned beside him. He will gaze between what you're doing to him with your mouth to what you do to yourself with your hands. He'll talk to you, coaching and praising and scolding.

"Uh oh...I didn't tell you you can stop baby.." he frowns when you pull away from his dick to moan in reaction to him replacing your fingers that were rubbing your clit with his own.

He rubs over it fast, catching you off guard by how close he already has you to cumming. But that doesn't mean you're off the hook. With his other hand, he guides your head back down and your lips wrap around him immediately.

With his finger playing with you and his dick deep in your mouth, he commands you and your body.

Telling you to spit on it.

Telling you how good you were doing.

Telling you to grind that pussy against his hand si he can watch your ass jiggle.

Telling you that you better cum on his fingers or else.

When he cums, it's on your face or your tits. He loves watching it drip from your skin and the way you lick it up like melted frosting from your fingers.

Giving:

As bossy and demanding as Kihyun normally is in the bedroom, this is one of the rare moments when he is neutral or even a little submissive.

Don't get it twisted, he's a full-on simp for you and is very loving and affectionate in all other cases. But when it came to sex, Kihyun gains much satisfaction from being in charge of your pleasure. Even when he has to dial back the dominance to appease your need to be praised and pampered with his tongue.

You hadn't realized how hard you were biting your lip until you released it and an elated sigh escapes you when Kihyun pulls back. His throbbing dick was still buried deep inside of you, filling you with his seed after. He'd just finished fucking you for what never felt like long enough despite his stamina and you whimpered at the feeling of him slowly withdrawing from you.

The soreness of your pussy is evident and you moan when he was out of you. Kihyun watches his dick pull a long line of cum, his and yours, from your swollen hole. He licks his lips at the sight of it, glancing up at you wolfishly before moving down to put his face between your legs.

"Baby what are you..." You mumble weakly with a furrowed brow. You attempt to sit up but freeze at the sight of Kihyun sticking his tongue inside of you. Tasting where he'd been, he moans hungrily as he licks into your slit.

He then drags his tongue up to swirl over your clit, making your thighs tremble from its sensitivity.

"Fuck!" You cry out, your jaw dropping as you watched Kihyun devour his cream pie thoughtlessly.

"Oh...Kihyun...baby.." you stammer, instinctively grinding your hips and in turn, grinding your pussy against his lips and tongue.

"Why do you taste so good, baby? Hmm? Fuck, I love you...." he'll say between slurping your entire mound and licking over your clit.

The sights and sounds of it all drive you crazy and you already can feel yourself about to cum for him again.

But being the sadist that he is, Kihyun takes his time and edges you until finally letting you explode all over his lips.

Hyungwon

Receiving:

Hyungwon is a big man. Long legs. Long arms. Big hands. Big feet. Broad shoulders. Fit frame. Just a very proportionate fella.

So naturally, his dick is no exception to his golden rule.

He gazes down at you with a soft smirk, lovingly playing with your hair and pushing it out of your face so that he can watch you fit his thick length in your mouth.

Which is quite the task in and of itself.

You relax your throat to accommodate him and the feeling of you moaning around his dick has Hyungwon's eyes rolling back. He bites his lip, dragging his teeth over the pillowy soft flesh as you gag a little and pull back to allow him to see the way his dick now shined from your saliva.

"Fuck, baby.." his deep voice makes you tremble in need of him and you repeat the action, swallowing every girthy inch of him until his head is falling back with pleasure.

Hyungwon doesn't like rushing. As a matter of fact, he prefers that you suck him deep and slow. He loves matching eyes with you, locking you into his seductive gaze as you bobbed your head. As his arousal piques, Hyungwon can't help but grind his hips upward, holding your head and stroking your mouth slowly until he knows he's about to cum.

And when he does, it's the most alluring visual and sound anyone would be lucky enough to behold. Every muscle in his torso, chest, and arms flex. His jaw gapes and his swollen and bitten lips part beautifully. He exhales shakily, overlaying his breath with a deeply drawn-out moan of ecstasy.

Giving:

As much as Hyungwon loves to look at you when you're sucking his dick, he enjoys watching you tremble and shake when he sucks on your clit.

With his large hands, he keeps your thighs spread by hooking them under your knees.

He's very vocal when he feasts, almost growling from deep in his throat at your taste. His tongue is long and wide and he uses it expertly to flick and swirl over your clit slowly, licking torturous circles that push you closer and closer to your end.

But he's never in a rush.

He wants to watch the way your bare chest heaves.

The way your smooth skin glows beneath the dim lighting.

The way your voice breaks when you cry out every time he sparks your clit with the tip of his tongue.

When you cum, he moans with you, latching his lips over your clit and brushing his tongue over it over and over until you beg him to stop.

And even then he doesn't, only pulling back to drag his tongue over your pussy teasingly until you're ready for him to make you cum again.

Jooheon

Receiving:

Honey is a big pillow prince and when it's his turn for special attention, he's just gonna lay there and takes it.

Not that you mind.

You love having free roam of his body, which is particularly toned these days. Even the softness of his tummy that you loved was hardening into an attractively place set of abs.

You'd always start there, licking over his abdomen and naval. Admiring the feel of his tattoo beneath your tongue as you traveled down toward your true destination.

His dick is always hard and at attention when he knew what was to come and you loved to dive straight in, showing him no mercy.

Similar to Hyungwon, Jooheon is vocal as hell. And squirmy. You often got a kick out of how his body would tense and flinch when you sucked on the tip and swirled your tongue. You especially loved the reaction when you gagged on his length, causing streams of spit to flow down and over his balls.

Jooheon loves having his balls licked and sucked while you stroke him with your hand. This was something he had to sit up and watch and you loved it.

"Oh fuck you're gonna make me....." he trails off, screwing his eyes shut and allowing his head to fall back as he moaned to the ceiling. His soft breathy groans are in time with your strokes, his pitch going up the closer you push him to climax.

When he cums, it's an eruption that shoots out everywhere. Once you swore some of it hit the ceiling.

It was pretty impressive.

His seed coats your hand, still pooling from the hole as you continued to milk him. He whines when you pull over his sensitive tip and he lifts his head slowly.

"Ah ah...stop stop stop.." he begs and you only comply after stroking his dick one last time, pulling your dripping fingers away to suck with your sultry gaze locked on his face.

Giving:

"Oh Joo...Jooheon! Baby....yes yes yes oh my god.." you drawl as Jooheon's index and middle digit rub vigorously against that rigid space deep inside of you, causing the dramatic sounds of your release splashing against his fingers to compete with the volume of your cries.

He exhales heavily in relief at the feeling of you wetting his chin, groaning against your clit as he sucked on it. He rubs the flat of his tongue over it slowly, glancing up to catch the sexy faces you made when he knew he was making you feel good.

He loved you dripping for him and he loved it even more when could hear how wet you were just from massaging your walls with his fingers. Coated in cum and slick, there's zero resistance when he strokes your pussy some more as you slowly come down from your third orgasm of the night.

And he was just getting started.

Now don't think just because Jooheon crumbles the moment you put your mouth on him that he isn't dominant. He absolutely dominates in multiple facets but especially in bed.

He loves to push your limits and see how many times he could make you cum from just his mouth or his fingers. All to prep you for the pounding you were going to endure once he has his fill of you.

"Mmmm there you go..." he says lovingly as you calmed down. Your breathing slowed steadily and you lift your head to find him gazing up at you. His dimples deepened as he worked his tongue over your sensitive folds, smirking a little when you whimper at his languid licks before pulling away.

He climbs over your body, lifting your legs to wrap around his waist before sinking into you slowly. He catches your moan on his lips when he leans down to kiss you, giving you a taste of your pussy as he'd just experienced it.

Changkyun

Receiving:

As anyone would expect of him, Changkyun loves getting head. He loves it sloppy and wet, loud and lewd. He loves the sounds you make when he gags you. He loves to watch your spit bubble and gather around him when he's at the back of your throat. He's not a hard man to please in that regard.

But what really gets him excited is the idea of you giving him head in public places.

Movie theatres. Restaurants. In the middle of mid-day traffic.

If you reach over and palm at his crotch when he least expects it while he's coasting with one hand on the steering wheel, You always get aroused at the way he stiffens beneath your touch. Sometimes he'll act indifferent towards it, barely reacting as if you were coaxing his dick to harden in his sweatpants. But you knew the game and you knew him well enough to know that was attuned to your teasing hand.

His jaw clenches absentmindedly and he rubs at the stubble on his chin as he used his other hand to turn the wheel to switch lanes. When he's distracted by checking his side view mirror, you tuck your hand beneath his waistband and wrap your hand around the base of his dick. Still sheathed by his underwear, you can feel it jumping slightly when you squeeze him.

"Fuck...." He mutters and you never give him much of a chance to question or protest as you proceed to reach beneath his boxer briefs to pull his dick out.

Already hard and ready for you, you lean over from the passenger seat. Changkyun is forced to switch his driving hand to accommodate you as you ducked under his arm with clear intentions. The moment you wrap your lips around him, he releases another strained curse beneath his breath and rests his hand gently on the back of your head.

From there he has no choice but to feel the warmth of your mouth, sucking and slurping him seductively while he drives. His breathing hitches and he moans freely with a furrowed brow as he checked his mirrors.

"Oh fuck....fuck baby...." He groans with a furrowed brow. When he can, he steals a downward glance to watch you and you always smirk up at his expression when he sees the mess you were making of his lap.

Sloppy and wet, staining the waistband of his sweats, you stroked the lower half of his shaft with your hand and sucked the remaining inches of his length between your lips and tongue.

It didn't matter if you made him cum, which was difficult considering how his attention was divided in so many ways. He just loved being in your mouth and enjoying the ride.

He's overly conscious of the cars nearest to him and finds a way to navigate through so that he's off the freeway and on a less populated route. Whatever the original destination was before this would just have to wait.

Giving:

"What are you doing?" You giggle as Changkyun is suddenly sitting up from the couch you both were cuddling on. He pulls you forward by your legs and forces you to lay back so he could tug the waistband of your leggings from your hips.

"Shhh...watch the movie." He murmurs distractedly. He proceeds to lay back on the long couch, now settling between your legs. He covers your exposed pussy with his entire mouth without any warning and it's like the air is pulled from your lungs once he starts licking your clit.

"Mmm..." he hums against you, relishing in the way you taste as well as your reaction. The movie the two of you were watching was the last thing on your mind now, but you knew Changkyun wanted you to act as if he wasn't eating you out.

Well, at least try.

The dialogue between the characters becomes unintelligible when Changkyun abandons your clit to stick his long tongue deep inside of you. He replaces the stimulation with the pads of his fingers, rubbing you in slow circles as he fucked you with his tongue. All while watching you struggle to appear indifferent.

Something Changkyun was known to do. While in public, you'd grown to expect similar behaviors from him. The occasional booty grabs as he walked behind you in the street or while you were speaking with someone. Or the way he would reach over to give your thigh a gentle squeeze beneath the table at a restaurant with friends, stealthily proceeding to cup your pussy and rub it as he carried on casual conversation.

He'd glance over at you curiously to gauge your reaction to his touch, and you'd always appear nonplussed despite how good his risky teasing felt.

But now that you were home and had no reason to stifle your reactions, you didn't hold back anything.

Especially when his fingers strummed over your clit a little faster, still fucking his tongue into you at a steady pace. Your moans and the wet sounds of your pussy drown out the TV. Your back arches from the couch when the chord from deep within you is about to snap and Changkyun knows you're close based on your breathing.

He hums affirmatively in encouragement, his eyes rolling back a bit in ecstasy at the sound of your broken moans.

Suddenly you're gushing for him and the wall of your pussy pulse and contract around his probing tongue. Changkyun groans in satisfaction, his eyes closing and his tongue lapping at the abundance of wetness now coating your heat, licking over your slit and sucking gently on your clit until your legs shake.

"Ugh...baby..wait.." you whimper, closing your legs around his head reflexively when the feeling of his tongue became too much for you. Changkyun chuckles darkly at your trembling state, pulling away to sit up on his knees. You watch him pull his shirt over his head and shake his hair around and back into place, tossing it aside before settling back between your legs.

"You've got room for one more...." he smirks before lowering his head with his tongue extended, resuming to lick you.

[mustainegf]

Heyyy, could you do dilf dave being stressed after work but his girl is desperate for him and he makes her get off of his thigh and acts nonchalant (but is obviously super horny) and then before she cums he stops it and then fucks her

(this is so specific my bad😭)

Omg don’t even apologize for being specific I LOVEEE writing specific requests!!

Dave came home from work bone-weary. After putting away his thing, he stretched out on the couch. I'd been needy for him all day, even masturbating earlier in the day, which didn't help much. I crawled up onto the couch with him, leaving soft kisses on his cheek and jaw, whispering in his ear "I missed you."

Dave hummed, giving my leg a soft squeeze. "I've missed you too, baby," he uttered. I kept kissing him though, and he already knew what I was trying to do.

"Honey, please.." I whispered, my lips still showing him my loving attention.

"No, I'm too tired, tomorrow baby," he gave me a quick peck as I pouted.

Dave had a point, he'd been working so hard lately, and maybe it was selfish, but I just couldn't stop thinking about him. "Baby, I just want you," I said softly. He chuckled, "I know."

I looked into his pretty brown eyes, "Please, Dave?" I whispered. I could see the gears spinning in his head, and I wondered for a moment if I'd won.

"Fine then. If you're so horny, ride it out." He said firmly, pointing to his thigh.

I was taken aback for a second, confused if he really meant what I thought he did. "You wanna cum or not?" He asked, raising a brow.

I didn't respond right away, thinking over what he just told me. "Well?" he asked again, and I nodded my head. "Come on then."

I hesitated before climbing on top of him, sitting down on his leg. I was only wearing on of his shirts and my delicate lace panties.

"Do it sweetheart, cum," he demands, helping me roll my hips. The friction of his jeans on my thin underwear was overwhelming.

It felt like fireworks going off in my clit. I ground down harder on his thigh, and let my head fall back. I bit my lip as I tried to keep myself quiet.

Dave watched me contently, a calm look over his face as I jumped his thigh, whining as every sensation.

The look on his face might suggest that he's completely unbothered by the sight of me getting off on his leg, but the large bulge in his jeans tell a different story.

"That's it, is my pretty girl gonna cum?" He asks.

I hardly mumble out my next words. "M'so close, yes I'm so close." I gasp, grinding my hips faster.

My breasts bounce with each motion, I get lost in the feeling. "Yeah, that's it, that's my good girl," he says softly, stroking my hair as I buck against him, desperately seeking release.

"I'm gonna cum!" I yell, throwing my head back and waiting for the rush of pleasure. Except, it doesn't come. Dave lifts me off his leg, but before I can whine in protest, I can see him furiously undoing his jeans.

"Finally convinced you?" I purred as his cock sprang to his chest, painfully hard.

Dave rolled his eyes with a smile, wasting no time when pulling me onto his lap. I couldn't even get a word out before he had pumped his full length into me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting out a moan as I got used to being stretched out again.

"Mmm," I moaned. He buried his nose in my neck, gently sucking my skin.

It caused me to buck wildly against him. "Yeah, that's it," he growls, "this is what you wanted baby, tell me how good it is."

I couldn't answer him with words, I was too busy focusing on how amazing it felt to have him inside me again. "Tell me you love it," he demands, almost like he needs to hear it. "I love it," I breathe.

"Say it again," he whispers, nipping my neck. "I love it, I love you, I love this." I say with a little wiggle. His grip tightened as he quickened his movements inside me. "That's it, gonna make me cum."

I hissed at his pounding, needing more pressure, wanting to feel everything he has to give.

"Cum with me," I beg. He stilled, his breathing labored, eyes glazing over. "Fuck yeah," he grunts. I move my hand to where we're connected, rubbing slow circles around us both.

"Yes, there you go," he murmurs, dropping his forehead to mine. I let out a loud "Fuck!" As I spasm, coating his throbbing member with my fluids. It's only seconds after I feel Dave rut into me, filling me with his sticky seed.

We rock together, not saying anything else until our breathing slows. Then we smile. "Thank you, honey" I breathe, once he comes back to earth.

"Always. You know I can never resist you,"

[yanderelovlies]

Tis' me 👁️👁️ May I request nsfw of Sunny Day Jack x fem virgin!reader who hasn't dated anyone before they met Jack?

Us rn

I got you lovely

🔪THIS FIC IS 18+ MINORS, AND AGLESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED🔪

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You've never brought it up before hand. It just never seemed relevant....well until now that is. As he loomed above you, and his arms and legs caging your body between him and the bed.

Your face like it was on fire as you squirmed around. "J....jack." your voice was above a whisper, but Jack seemed to catch it as he tilted his head.

"Is this okay sunshine?"

You nodded frantically not meeting his eyes. "Y-yes! .....it's just..." Jack waited patiently till you were able to collect all your thoughts. "I've never been...with anyone....before this..."

His eyes widened before they started sparkling and a grin came across his face. You were pure just for him. Untouched by the horrible outside world.

He was so excited by the news he didn't if it was alright if he kissed you he just did, and boy was it heated.

He licked you lips asking for entrance, and we you allowed him access his tongue wasted no time exploring his new territory.

You weren't sure how long the kissed at last, but you knew it felt too short. As he pulled away a string of saliva was all that connected you two. "Oh......sunshine....I'm so honored to be your first."

His lips didn't stay away from you long as they attached to neck and made his way down. He made quick work of your shirt tossing it somewhere unknown to the both of you.

"So....beautiful...so....pure. Just for me."

His kisses trailed down from your neck down to collar bone before stopping at your chest. He didn't bother asking if he could remove your bra. In one swift movement he moved his hand to the clasp in the back, unhooked it, and tossed the bra behind him.

"Untouched by everyone....but me."

He took your left nipple into his mouth while hand massaged the right. You began to grind against him as you let out a soft whimper. His bite down on you nipple leaving a mark before switching to the other one giving it the same treatment.

His hands run down your sides, and hook on to your pants. He left another bite on your breast before lifting himself up to look at you. He bites his lip, and rut his hips into yours at the sight of his mark on you. Feeling his patience run thin he stripped you of your pants and panties in one motion.

"Your even prettier then I ever could have imagined my sunspot."

You were able to make a response as he began kissing down your abdomen, and down you already soaked pussy.

"J-jack....!"

"I know....sunspot....I got you."

He licked a long strip against your folds send a jolt through your spine, but before you could recover he was already devouring you like a man starved. Not sure where to put your hands, they flew to the bed sheets squeezing them for dear life as your hips bucked into his mouth. Using his hand he held your hips down as he began sucking on that sweet clit of yours. 

Your moans only grew in volume as your hips fought against his hold. This however did not deter him as began to lightly nibble on the pearl before leaving a sweet kiss, and pulling away slightly. As you let out whine you felt his tongue begin to enter you. 

It felt weird, but not unpleasant and yet somehow not enough. You wiggled your hip almost riding his tongue as you tried to get more friction. One of his hands let go of your hips as it came around, and began rubbing circles on your clit sending your mind spiraling.

You could feel something building up with every wiggle of his tongue. Something was close to bursting, and you weren't sure if it was a good or bad thing. Almost alarmed, your hand flew to Jack's trying weakly to pull him away.

“J-jack…somethings…!”

You didn't get to finish your sentence as a white hot pleasure washed over you, and a loud high pitched moan felt your lips. Not wanting to over stimulate you on your first time he pulls away licking his lips. His thumbs rubbed smoothing circles on your hips as he let you catch your breath.

“Are you okay sunshine?” Not able to find your voice you nodded, but he wasn't having any of that.“I need you to speak up, Sunspot. I need to hear you.”

You let out a whine as your eyes met his. You knew he wasn't gonna let up till you did what he wanted. So with nothing above a whisper you responded “Y-yes….i'm okay Jack.”

He smiled as his hands ran up your side comfortingly. “Would you like to continue?”

Oh….that part. You shrinked into yourself a bit at the thought. What if you weren't enough? You would be able to please him like he has for you this far?

“You will always be enough for me Sunshine.”

When you looked over to him his shirt was already off as he was working on the buckle of his pants. With the buckle now off, and his pants hanging loosely sound his waist he placed his hand on your thigh. His eyes met your silently asking for permission to continue. Something in you knew you could trust his words so with a shaky breath you gave him permission to continue.

Not wanting to waste anymore time his pants, and boxers were off in a flash giving you a good look at his dick. 

Truthfully seeing it made you more nervous than before. He was HUGE! That THING was supposed to fit into you?!

Feeling your nervousness he rubbed your thighs soothingly as. “I’ll take it slow, and if it hurts too much we will stop. Is that okay with you sunspot?”

“...Yes”

He smiled softly before looking down briefly so it would be easier to guide his dick to your entrance. You could feel his tip part open your lower lips, as it inched closer to your entrance until it finally caught. Before continuing his hands moved back to your hips to ground the two of you. Once he did you could feel him entering you inch by grueling inch. You've never felt so full in your life.

Little less the halfway in Jack stops allowing you to adjust to him, and to check you. “A-are…..you okay…sunshine?” 

You nodded your head trying not to focus on the pain. “You're doing so…good for me sunshine.”

Before you knew it the pain was replaced by the want for more. So with a whine, and a slight wiggle of your hips you voiced that you were ready for more. With a huff and a smirk he began moving further and further into until he was fully seated in you. You thought you were feeling full before this was worse. It was heavy, and warm and yet…somewhat comforting.

On the other hand Jack was almost foaming at the mouth. You were so tight, and warm. You felt like you never wanted to let go of him with how tightly you were squeezing him already. I took everything in him not moving his hips so he tried to focus on his breathing as he allowed you to adjust to him.

“Look how well you are taking me sunshine….its like you were made for me.”

 After some time you place a hand over him, and look up at him smiling softly.

“It's okay….to move now Jack.”

With a soft smile of his own he slowly begins to rock his hips. His pace started off slow and steady as he barely moved in and out of you. 

“God..you feel amazing my sunbeam.”

However, eventually that wasn't enough for the two of you as his hold on your hips began to hurt as he tried to keep his pace slow and steady for your sake, and wiggled your hips to cause more friction. 

“Jack…more..please!” 

“A-are…you sure sunspot?”

“Nnh!....Yes!”

Without another word he almost lifted up your hips so he could lean over you comfortably, pulled back his hips leaving only the tip in before slamming back into starting his breakneck speed. 

In that moment you could feel, see, or smell anything but him. It was like your mind was clouded.

But it wasn't just you as Jack continued to pound into you all he could think about was how good you felt around his cock. How he wanted to stay like this with you forever. God he loved you , and wanted you to feel it as he jackhammered his cock in and out of you. 

“Ffffuuuucccckkkk~”

The two of you could feel your climaxes draw ever closer. As his movements become even more erratic, and your walls tighten around his dick.

“(y/n).....cum with me…please…!” 

He locked lips with you as he snapped hips to your once last before stilling. You could feel the warm heat of his seed fill you just as much as he could feel you coat his cock, and pelvis with your cum. He collapsed beside you before pulling you to his chest, and wrapping his arms around you.

You could already feel your eyes grow heavy from exhaustion when you hear Jack before you pass out. “It's okay (y/n) you can rest now……i'll take care of you.”

[harringtons-cupid]

Happy 29th birthday Joseph Quinn x Fem! Reader

➻Wc: 2.1k

➻Warnings 18:

Very Smutty: Cunnilingus, fingering, clit spanking, ass spanking, skin grabbing, biting, scratching, nail digging, nipple sucking, creampies (pls use protection!), daddy kink, squirting, neck sucking. Brief car sex, making out, alcohol use. Slight fluff

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You had bought a new red dress, he always said he liked you in red. You were feeling confident as the day rolled along.

His agent helped you with the plane tickets, the hotel and the other finicky details. All you needed to do was get Joe in the car.

His agent helped you with the plane tickets, the hotel and the other finicky details. All you needed to do was get Joe in the car.

He was lying naked on your bed, gazing at you with those beautiful brown eyes. His hands were grabbing every bit of skin, pulling you right onto his hard throbbing cock.

His hands roughly rubbing your clit, making you gasp and whimper at the sensation. Your legs were positioned either side of him on the bed, his cock was grinding between your folds and teasing your entrance.

You moaned into his mouth as he kissed you, your clit twitching as he slapped it hard. Feeling it pulsate against his skin, his tip edging further and further inside you. Your cunt clenching with every movement of your clit, your nails digging into his skin.

“Fuck baby, I’m going to try to not move until your cunt is dripping wet and begging to be fucked” he growled into your ear.

Making you whimper at his words, biting your lip as he flicked your clit. Feeling it grow wetter and wetter with every movement, his cock twitching inside you.

He brought your nipples closer to his mouth and sucked aggressively on them, feeling you move slowly on his cock from the intense pressure. His fingers still playing with your clit as you rocked back and forth.

“Joe, it feels so good” you whimpered, moving quicker with each moan.

Your cunt was dripping around his cock, pulsating and needing to move. Your nails scratched his chest as he gripped hard onto your hips and slammed your cunt down on his cock.

Listening to you groan as his tip hit into your sweet spot that was feeding your insatiable hunger to be fucked.

He held you down as he began to slam hard into your cunt, the wet sounds flooded his ears. Your clit twitched from the on and off attention it got from being slammed down onto his pelvic bone with every thrust.

Edging you closer and closer to your orgasm, your body shaking, your breath hitched as he gazed at you. Seeing you in such pleasure was the best birthday gift you could ever give him.

''You going to cum all over Daddy's cock for his birthday baby?'' he hummed, the pain from his fingernails made you rock back and forth.

Your moans turned into gasps as your eyes shot open and rolled back as you felt yourself cum. Nodding and whining as you squirted hard over his cock, covering the bed and his thighs.

He smirked, continuing to thrust inside you as you collapsed onto his chest to catch your breath. Your hot and sweaty bodies sticking together as his tip hit your soft spot over and over.

After gaining the energy, your clit clenched around his cock hearing him grunt and groan beneath you gave you the overwhelming feeling of power. Leaning backwards rocking your hips on his tip, it felt sensitive inside as you rode him closer to his orgasm.

''See Daddy, it's your turn to cum. You going to fill this pussy up, Daddy's birthday treat'' you smirked, watching his eyes flash darker as he let you fuck him.

''Oh fuck baby, I'm going to fill your pussy up for my birthday'' he grunted, his cock twitched inside you.

You could feel him trying to refrain from cumming to early but you rode faster and faster until he fucked a thick load of cum inside you. Not stopping until more his cum leaked out, if he got you pregnant right now he really wouldn't mind.

Panting heavily as you fell onto the bed next to him, laughing as he closed his eyes and pretended to snore. He smirked and leant over to kiss you before climbing off the bed and dashing into the bathroom.

As he showered, you organised the rest of the plans with his agent. Your stomach was bubbling with anxiety and excitment, after an hour you both stood on your doorstep as you waited for the car to arrive.

Joe's hand in yours as the blacked out car pulled up, his questioning had begun to annoy you but you hid it well. It was his birthday.

Much to his protesting you forced a black satin blindfold over his eyes as you drove to your first destination.

His favourite restaurant in New York was reserved completely for him as you led him inside.

Watching as his eye lit up with delight at the sight in front of him, you were brought to a table for two overlooking Central Park. You ate lusciously at the restaurant for lunch before taking a stroll through the park.

As it grew closer to the evening, Joe's hand in yours. He pulled you closer to him and kissed you.

''Thank you for a lovely day baby, I have enjoyed it so much'' he grinned, kissing you once more before walking back towards the arranged car.

''It isn't over yet'' you giggled as he fought the black satin blindfold once more.

As he opened the eyes, in front of him was a black tie outfit as you winked at him. He sighed and raised his eyebrows before quickly changing with you in the car, taking your hand as you quickly blindfolded him again and led him into the second venue.

''A bar? oh baby you've out done yourself'' he blushed, resting himself against the bar.

''Not just any bar though baby'' you giggled again, ordering over the bartender for drinks.

''It's the one where we first met'' you both spoke in unison, laughing as your lips smashed together.

The bartender took your drinks as you both remised about your first meeting, you were in a similar outfits which when he noticed his eyes shone even brighter and kissed you harder.

Pushing you hard against his body as his tongue slid into your mouth just as the bartender placed down the drinks in front of you and waited for your payment. Playfully fighting Joe with your card, you won and teased him about it being 'his day'.

You spent just under 2 hours at the bar before you shoved another blindfold over his eyes and shoved him into the car again. His tipsy protesting made you laugh as you dragged out in front of the final venue of the night.

His hand in yours as undid his blindfold, the fancy restaurant was full of live and bright lights. Round the corner all your friends sat around the table, raising their glasses and cheering at the sight of you both.

Joe grinned happily pulling you in for a hot kiss in front of everyone, causing more loud cheers from your friend group before sitting down.

You had arranged a set menu for the whole group with your friends paying ahead, spending a couple of hours with the group before giddily being pushed into the restaurant toilets by Joe.

His hands were all over you as he grinded your clit against his hands, heavy breathing against your face as he kissed you and smirked.

''I have wanted to fuck you since I saw you in that red dress'' he smirked, nibbling onto your neck where his words were mumbled.

''Joe, why don't we sneak out the back? Everyone else is going to go home soon anyway'' you winked, pointing towards the signs on the wall.

A bottle of champagne clinked in your bag as you ran out the staff delivery door giggling with Joe as the cool air hit your faces. The blacked out car started at the sight of you, still giggling as you jumped inside.

His hands were on you as he pushed you onto the backseats of the car, pinching and biting every bit of skin. His rock hard cock pressing against your skin as he lifted up your dress, pulling down your underwear and dropping them onto the floor. He found your clit and sucked softly onto it as the car pulled to a stop, giggling he stopped and stepped out the car.

Your clit throbbing from the brief attention, picking up your belongings and rushed after him. Once inside, his clothes were scattered across the house following them upstairs. Biting your lip as your eyes fell upon his completely naked body once more.

His hands grabbed you and pushed you hard onto the bed, your ass up in the air as his head buried deep between your thighs. Sucking your clit hard as your hips rocked in his face, his fingers played with your opening before sliding them one by one inside you.

Gasping at the pleasure as you rode his fingers hard, pushing your cunt against his face dampening his beard as he edged you closer to your orgasm. Your legs trembling as your head buried deeper into the bed, your moans were loud and quick.

Your eyes rolled back as your body shook, his fingers curling deeper and deeper inside you until you felt yourself squirt all over his face. His fingers continuing to slide in and out of you faster each time until you felt like screaming, your body twitched hard as you felt yourself cum for the second time.

Smirking to yourself, he let you fall onto the bed for second as he stroked his cock and positioned it between your entrance and teased your clit before sliding it inside.

Pulling you closer, he pushed your head back into the bed as his hands spanked hard onto your ass cheeks. His cock sliding in and out of you from behind, the bed rocked as you gripped onto the bed covers for minimal support.

''Fuck Joe, my cunt is so sensitive please be kind to me'' you practically screamed into the bed covers.

He laughed which rippled against your body as he thrusted harder into your dripping cunt, watching it slide in and out of you. Spanking your ass hard, enjoying the feeling as it rippled against his cock.

Panting “fuck, fuck, fuck” hard as you slid back onto his cock from behind, his fingers scratching your back as you continued to thrust back onto his cock until his moans turned into whimpers.

His hands gripped onto your hips and slammed your cunt hard onto his cock, not letting you move a muscle from the speed as his cock made your cunt wetter and wetter.

Your body shook as he thrusted harder into your cunt until you felt yourself cum for the third time that night. Squirting harder onto his cock, the sounds of your cum hitting his body and coating the bed.

He kept fucking your cunt until you felt like you couldn’t cum anymore, his fingernails hurt your hips as he groaned hard. His head tipped back as his eyes shut tightly, his cock twitched as it hit your walls hard.

“Fuck baby, Daddy is going yo fill your cunt up even more today.” He moaned pathetically as his body began to slow down his thrusts.

You rocked your hips weakily on his cock as he twitched more quickly inside you, his body shook as he came hard inside you. Not stopping completely until the mixture of your cum seeped out your sore and swollen cunt.

He hummed as he leant backwards, watching the cum slide out you with his cock. His fingers slid between your entrance, dipping inside you and lifting out the cum mixture.

Sucking it slightly off his fingers before lifting your head up and forcing his fingers in your mouth until you gagged. Making sure you tasted it too.

He spanked your ass and clit hard until you whimpered with overstimulation and exhaustion. Kissing down your body as he let you collapse onto the bed.

His body snaked around yours from behind, gripping hard onto your body as his head nestled into your neck and hummed.

“I love you baby, thank you for today. We both got some treats today” he kissed your head and neck as he felt you fall asleep quickly in his arms.

[thebisexualdogdad]

Kate Bishop and beefy!R post workout sex?

Kate Bishop x Male!reader

You and Kate shouldn't be allowed to workout together and you especially shouldn't have been allowed to build a home gym in the spare room of your apartment.

It was hard enough to keep your hands to yourselves when you were at a public gym but on days like today where you decided to stay home to workout instead it was practically impossible.

Both you and Kate were extremely turned on after you watched her go to town on the punching bag in just a sports bra and very tight shorts while she watched you bench press 150 pounds without a shirt on.

So now here you are, her pinned to the wall with her legs around your waist as she grinds down into you, lips moving frantically against one another.

Her hands desperately grasp at the back of your neck and your shoulders, your sweaty bodies pressed tightly together.

You tug her sports bra up and over her head, tossing it to the floor as you eagerly nip and kiss at her breasts.

Kate doesn't even register her head roughly hitting the wall, moaning loudly when you suck a nipple between your lips.

Her skin is salty but you didn't care, her bottom half rocking against your stomach and you can feel her arousal pooling through the material of her shorts.

Kate whines in discontent when you put her down on the ground but you only do so long enough to get rid of her shorts while dropping your own to the floor.

In less than a minute you have her held in the air again with your cock now deep inside her, Kate digging her nails into your muscled back.

"This is my favorite kind of workout," you tease with a smirk on your face.

"Do you know how hard it is to not jump your bones every time I see you all hot and sweaty like this. Last week I had to get myself off in the gym showers because your ass looked so good while you were doing squats," Kate groans as you expertly thrust up into her.

"I know exactly what that's like, I swear you wear those shorts just to tease me," you laugh.

"Maybe I do," Kate grins, kissing you deeply, "now make me cum."

You surely didn't need to be told that twice.

You position yourself in a secure stance, making sure Kate was firmly in place against the wall and quicken your pace, Kate's eyes rolling back.

Her nails dig so deeply into your back that it breaks skin, scratching them down leaving blood droplets behind.

She cries out your name when she cums, her thighs spasming around your waist.

With a few more movements your own release hits, your hips slowing into shallow thrusts as you ride out your orgasms.

"Oh fuck," Kate groans when you still completly and just revels in the fullness she feels of you inside her.

You gently pull out and set her down, her legs are weak so you hold onto her hips helping keep her upright while kissing her slowly.

"You want to go shower and get cleaned up?" You ask when Kate can finally stand up on her own.

"Only if you eat me out while we're in there," Kate smirks.

"That I can definitely do," you smile, the rest of your workout regiment long forgotten.

[foli-vora]

day 27: breath play - bradley "rooster" bradshaw.

warnings: f!reader. 18+ ONLY. unprotected p in v, creampie, breath play/choking, smidgen of praise, cheeky rooster

a/n: slowly defeating my kinktober drabbles lmao. enjoy x

He melts like butter under your touch, hands scrambling across the sheets and fingers tightening around the loose feel of them in desperation to clutch something that isn't you.

He can still hear your sultry demand of no touching and sweat slicks his forehead from resisting the urge to grab at you as you bounce on top of him.

It's proving to be a hard fucking task, especially when he's so used to curling his hands around the soft swell of your tits and tweaking your nipples until you're clenching around the thick length of his cock, or sliding his large hand up your frame until it wraps around your throat and squeezing until you're breathless and whiny...

"Goddamn, honey -" he grunts, head melting into the pillow beneath him as he arches from your efforts.

You smile slyly down at him, hips bouncing, and grinding and rolling. His pubic bone drags against your aching clit, building on the delicious heat churning in your core and trickling throughout your system.

"You feel so good baby," you murmur, eyes fluttering closed and losing yourself to the feeling of his cock filling you with every move of your hips.

"You drive me fuckin' crazy," he grunts, hips subconsciously jerking up from beneath you and his hands can't stay away any longer.

Your body jolts with his thrust, his cock nudging somewhere so deliciously deep within you, you feel the air get sucked out of your lungs. You swear quietly, the heat of his rough palms melting into your skin as they smooth along your thighs and grasp desperately at your waist.

"I said -" you pant, angling your hips to ensure his cock keeps hitting that sweet spot, "- no touching."

"I heard," he replies, fingers harsh and unrelenting as they dig into your skin, "I just don't care anymore."

You throw your head back, your heart heavy against your ribs as you continue to climb higher and higher, your cunt clenching and fluttering around the length of him.

"Insubordination."

A half grin tugs at the edge of his lips, his large hand coming to wrap around the back of your head to drag your face down towards his. His kiss is hot and heavy, all tongue and teeth as you drink down his small groan of approval.

"What are you gonna do about it?" he breathes into your mouth, thrusting his hips again and grinning fully when you gasp.

It comes out of nowhere. It's something you've never done before, but you feel him react under you.

Your hand comes to wind around his throat, your fingers unable to stretch around the thickness of it, and so your other hand comes to wrap around the other side until your fingers overlap over his sun kissed skin.

His hips jerk up from the pressure your fingers deliver, his face briefly slackening in surprise before his eyes roll ever so slightly.

"You like this, Lieutenant?"

"Harder," he whispers, tongue sliding along his bottom lip.

Shifting to sit back up, you do as he asks, tightening until you feel his pulse thunder under your touch and a tangled exhale falls from his lips.

He drags in what oxygen he can, his eyes clenching shut as you feel the stirrings of a groan get caught in his throat under your hands.

You know he's close, you can feel it in the way he shifts restlessly beneath you, his hips starting to thrust up in time with your movements. Fighting the ache building along the muscles in your legs, you ride him hard, pushing stronger, faster... your own end just in reach.

"Together?" you breathe.

He nods briefly, mouth falling open as he feels your cunt tighten and spasm around him as your climax hits. You struggle to keep your grip as it floods you, stars lining your vision as you feel him fall apart, his cock throbbing with his release.

You ride it out for a moment before collapsing on top of him in a heap of exhaustion, sighing deeply against his throat and delivering a messy kiss to his skin as his cock slowly softens in you.

"That's new," he mutters breathlessly, and you see the vague crease of his cheeks as he smiles before he turns and presses his lips to your sweat slicked forehead.

-

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[puffpasstea]

Matilda

Read previous chapters here.

A/N: HIIII FRIENDS! This one was a bit difficult to write, so I hope it's not awful. If you have any feedback, suggestions, things I could do better, thoughts, or comments, PLEASE ABSOLUTELY FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW!! As always, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING. you guys are the best!!

Warnings: smut, some angst, dom!harry.

Chapter 8

“I like it when you tell me what to do.”

He turned back around to face me. The look in his eyes was wild.

Without wasting another second, Harry leapt forward, pushing me  up against the wall, and crashed his lips harshly against mine. I remained firmly in place; responsive to every touch, his tongue in my mouth, his hands on my face, my senses overwhelmed until I felt the air get sucked out of my lungs. As Harry broke away to catch his breath, my knees buckled. I felt his hand pin me back up by the throat, and his knee wedged between my legs to prevent me from slipping. 

“Harry…” his name came out as a strangled whine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and straddled his knee, moving my bodyweight off the wall and placing it entirely on him. Eager for his touch and to relieve the pressure slowly building between my legs, I moved my hips back and forth slowly, but embarrassingly desperate, grinding on his pants.

“Y-you filthy little thing.” he stared down at my thigh shaking his head and chuckling at my desperate attempts. 

To my surprise, something in his amused tone, and the embarrassment it brought me, sent a tingle through my bones. I did my best to conceal this newfound arousal. Hoping that my blushing face didn’t give me away. “Harry, please can we-”

“Patience, baby.” He interjected, clearly pleased with how badly I wanted him.

Hearing him call me “baby” had absolutely melted any self-restraint that I might have had. I was done waiting. I took him by the hand, leading him to my bed.

In the bedroom, I let go of his hand and stood inches away from him, staring into his green eyes, which now had a dark and mischievous look glaze over them. Holding his stare, I dropped right to my knees and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down to his ankles.

Harry watched my movements carefully, his lips ever so slightly parted. I was determined to send a message. I did not want what we have – whatever this is between us– to be tainted by the state in which he’d seen me earlier today. My mind wandered to my past friendships and relationships. I couldn’t shake the thought that, once people saw me as mentally ill, it changed the way that they look at me forever. I wanted him to see me as me. Fully me. Not helpless, not weighed down by the pain that I am often unable to shake. My mind raced with the worry that he’d always be picturing me the way that I looked when I’d answered his furious knocking this afternoon. I need to give me some other, more interesting, image to burn into his memory. So I reached forwards and pulled his boxers down. 

“Wait, I’m not fully- Ah…Ah” I ignored Harry’s attempt to slow me down and wrapped my fingers around his half hardened cock. Eager to make him feel too good to think, I took him into my mouth, letting the motions of my wrist and mouth wordlessly convey what I hope we both felt.

“Hold o-fuck! Just…Wait!!” Harry jerked and moved his hips away as soon as his tip hit the back of my throat. He was saying something to me, but I couldn’t make out his chiding over my coughing and gagging.

"There’s no sense in me telling you want to do it you’re not going to listen. And trust me, you wanna listen." He reached a hand and wiped my chin, then bent down and put his boxers back on, but wiggled out of his pants. 

Motioning for me to join him on the end of the bed, he sat down and asked if I was okay. 

“What’s going on? Talk to me.”

I didn’t want to look into his eyes. Feeling slightly rejected. Had I misread his desire? Am I bad at blowjobs? Did he not want me to do that? 

“Look at me.”

When I didn’t, he put two fingers under my chin, moving my face with just enough force to not be gentle. “I said look at me.”

“Just wanna make you feel good.” I confessed. My voice small and trembling. 

He smiled benevolently. Though we were right next to each other, his confidence and self-assured gait made him seem much bigger, taller, and further away. Like he was looking down at me from far up above, amused by my efforts to reach him. I wanted desperately to make him happy any way I could. 

“You do. You will. Not like that though.” He kissed my lips gently and began to kiss around my face. My cheeks, forehead, eyelids, and temples were all peppered with quick, wet kisses. He kissed, bit, and then sucked the side of my neck. Making me moan out his name softly. 

“Let me show you how this is gonna go” his lips had now traveled to my shoulder, kissing its side. 

“Show me” I blurted out. “Please show me.” I said over and over as my eyes fluttered shut. 

“Well, I mean, you’re saying 'please' and everything..” he giggled, taking my shirt off and laying me down on the bed. 

I knew he was teasing. But I enjoyed it in spite of myself. 

“Please” I egged him on watching him visibly get turned on by my pliant surrender. 

“Bra stays on?” He paused for a moment to check in and I felt the absence of his lips on my skin so acutely. 

I nodded furiously, and put my hand in his hair wanting to push him back close to my chest again, but he resisted. 

“Okay, rule number one: I’m going to need you to use your words, Matilda.”

His commanding tone literally made my insides flutter. But two can play at this game. “Yes, sir.” I blinked at him.

His face betrayed him. I could tell her was surprised and intrigued by my reaction. He went back to kissing down my body, his kisses more fervent this time, and his bites a pinch harder. 

 He had me bucking my hips and begging for his touch by the time that he’d kissed down to the waistband of my pants. 

“Need you…” I pleaded. 

“I know you do, honey.”

Another flutter rattled me. How could he sound so sure of himself yet so sweet. I knew I was practically drenched by now. His words alone could end me. 

“Gonna undress you now, okay?” He hooked his fingers into my waistband and waited for permission to pull down. 

I nodded causing him to slap the side of my thigh. Though the slap wasn’t painful, the shock of it made me gasp.

“Already broken the first rule. I said use your words.”

“S-sorry…” I was too flustered to put together full sentences. “Please sir. I’m ready.”

“Good girl.”

Fuck, was my head spinning at his praise. Pleasing him felt so good I needed more and more of it. I can’t wait for his next command. His next request. His next word. I want to be good again. 

He ran his fingers down the sides of my now bare thighs and I instantly felt my skin prickle with goosebumps. A long and whine-y moan left my lips without my intention. Hearing myself and feeling so uninhibited felt so pathetic, and that somehow doubled the pleasure. 

Harry finally ran a finger along my clothed crotch in response to my constant hip raises. 

“Shit you’re so wet.” His observation made my cheeks blush and my body tense up slightly. Suddenly, I was hyper aware of how exposed I am for him. I couldn’t deny or hide a single thought. He could see it all in my body. 

“This all for me? Hmm?” His voice was softer now, more tender. 

I was too embarrassed to speak but I quickly remembered his rule. I want to make him happy. 

“Y-yes. Yes, sir. For you.” 

“I’m so fucking lucky.” He licked his lips and began to peel my panties off. “Can I taste you, darling? Will you let me have a taste?”

Even the way he was asking for my consent sounded hot to me. My legs trembled. I was sure he could already tell how excited I was. But he’d made it clear that hearing me affirm it with words was important to him. 

“Please, sir. Please do.” 

Feeling the fabric of my underwear travel down my legs as Harry removed it snapped me back to reality, the moment of panic upon realizing what was about to happen chipped away at my excitement. I immediately remembered that nobody had ever done this for me before. I didn’t know how it felt. What it sounded like. How I sounded like. Fuck…how I tasted?!! What if I’m bad at receiving oral? What if it’s not pleasurable to me? What if I taste bad? But I wanted his lips on my clit so fucking bad. I wanted to feel him on me immediately. 

Harry had noticed the change in my body and was looking at me expectantly. “All good?”

I lifted my head off the bed to look at him. “Y-yeah. But go slowly please?”

“Oh, baby. That’s not the kind of thing that I usually do quickly.” His cocky demeanor, though immediately made me blush, was the sexiest thing ever. 

He kissed down my legs and the insides of my thighs, occasionally digging his nails into my skin, or biting slightly. The unpredictability of his patterns and the different sensations he delivered made every next move a surprise. He worked over every inch of my skin diligently, getting closer and closer to the ache between my legs, but never quite going there. Sooner than I’d imagined, my apprehensions had melted away and been replaced with loud begging, pleading with Harry to make me cum already.

Harry pressed his tongue to my clit and swiped down my body for a quick taste, making a great show of it by sucking and slurping loudly, “You taste phenomenal, you know that? You know how long I’ve wanted to do that for?” I could do nothing but gasp and buck my hips. Too far gone to speak.

“Now would be a good time to introduce rule number 2.” Harry spoke then brought his lips back to my wet folds for a quick kiss.

“Ah! Har- NOW?” My eyes widened.

“Yes, now. You are not allowed to cum without my permission.” He began to work me skillfully with his mouth.

“Wait, No! Wha- please.” I tried to protest, to negotiate, to let him know I wasn’t sure I could do that but his licking and sucking over my trembling body made it impossible for me to form a coherent thought, let alone express it in full sentences. Soon, I was surprised to feel tears down my face. I had never experienced this kind of pleasure before. The kind to make me cry.

Though Harry hadn’t spoken in a moment, I could tell from the way that he handled me, and the occasional glance to check in, that he was taking immense pride in the noises that he’d managed to pull out of my frantic body.

“Please- I. Ah…Can’t- Hold.”

Harry looked up, taking a brief moment to catch his breath, and resumed his unyielding motions, ignoring my attempted pleas.

“Ask nicely.” I thought I heard him say, his breath hot against my sensitive, wet skin.

“I-”  Fuck. What’s that supposed to mean?

“May I….” He gave me the beginning of the sentence, taking pity on my scrambled brain.

“May I please cum, sir?”

I could swear I heard him mumble “good girl” under the sounds that his sinful lips pulled out of mine.

“Go ahead, sweets, cum for me.”

It was definitely the “for me” that sent me over the edge. I finally let go, writhing and shaking uncontrollably, my fists squeezing the sheets, my thighs closing in on Harry’s face, which remained firm against my body until I’d felt every last aftershock. Knowing that he had not only caused, but also permitted, this pleasure amplified it immeasurably. To my surprise, yet again, I felt guttural pleasure in knowing that I’d given him what he’d asked for. I couldn’t believe, understand, or describe that feeling, but I also couldn’t deny the joy that it had brought me. I liked doing as he says. I liked the smile that my obedience brought to his face. I wanted him to smile like that again and again. 

Still panting and catching my breath, I attempted to string together a “thank you.”

Harry laughed and shook his head. “Don’t thank me just yet.”

He retrieved a condom from his discarded pants, took off his boxers and put the rubber on.

Lining himself up with my now sweaty and still shaking body, he gave me a dimpled smile. “Ready?”

“I- don’t know. Maybe not yet?”

“Too bad. I am.” with a smirk, he thrusted right in, sliding smoothly, thanks to what he’d just done for me.

I felt his movements, perhaps more acutely than I otherwise would have, due to my  now sensitive body. Hearing him begin to groan and pant as he moved inside me, stretching and filling me, was like fuel to my emerging submissive fire. 

“Perfect…even better than in my wet dreams.” He exhaled and ran his fingers through his hair. His hair flick moved some curls off his forehead, revealing his pretty face more clearly now. I watched him settle into a rhythm, his hips moving, his torso flexing, his jawline defining the outline of his face, his pupils dilating with pleasure. God, he was beautiful. The sight made my heart split in half.

He cut through his own ethereal haze when he place a finger on my clit, rubbing it gently and causing the sensation to overtake my thoughts. I gasped, taken by surprise.

“Round two?” He smiled playfully.

“N-no. No way! Too fucking sensitive already.”

He continued his movements, his finger now mirroring his cock. I was starting to understand now that his questions weren’t really for answering. He simply wanted to excite and unsettle me. Whatever his motives, he had certainly succeeded. 

The closer I felt my next prgasm build, the more urgent my pleas became. “Please- I- I can’t. Seriously…” I reached my hand and tried to stop his finger “It hu- hurts. Too much.”

“Don’t you…” His thrust harder and deeper, “DARE,” I gasped, feeling him tighter than ever. “Move a single finger without my say sp.” He slapped my face. “Are we clear?”

“Y-yes, sir.”

He smiled, the power clearly enhancing his pleasure.

“It’s…just…too overwhelming. Don’t think- ahh. I don’t think I can handle…” my sentence faded into a loud moan.

“It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.” Harry lowered himself and wrapped both of his arms around me, bringing his chest closer to mine. At this proximity, he was now filling me to the hilt. I could literally feel him in my stomach. His movements sloppy, my own hips following his, my eyes rolling, my skin tingling, I attempted to speak, to let him know how good he’s making me feel, but all I managed was a string of profanities and crying out his name repeatedly.

“T-that’s it, darlin’.” He hissed, feeling his own pleasure build. “I’ve got you, you can let go, I’m right here. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

I shook silently, but furiously, in his arms. My eyes fluttering and my ears ringing with white noise. Harry continued to whisper encouragement in my ear, his lips against the side of my face, byt the harder I clenched around him, the more difficult it got for him remain coherent. Moments later, his own wave of pleasure flooded his senses. I felt him cum and lose his balance, his arms still wrapped around me. He fell on top of me, moaning how good I felt and how perfect I was for him.  I brought my shaky hand to stroke his hair, and placed my free hand on his shoulder. Lazily rubbing circles on his skin with whatever energy I had left.

We lay there for a while, feeling one another’s heartbeat, listening to one another’s breath, and taking in one another’s scent. Neither one of us said anything, but we both knew that we were sharing the same feeling.

***

I woke up the next morning, rolling over on my back to see Harry, sound asleep, in my bed.

The aftermath of last night came rushing back to me. The shower we’d shared, the leftovers we’d heated up, the movie we’d laughed at (more out of exhaustion and sleep deprivation than comic relief). In the light of day, however, following my gut and acting on my urges felt irresponsible and reckless. My body began to tense up. I needed to get out of here as soon as possible. 

I got up and slinked out of bed as quietly as possible, looking around the room for some clothes I could wear without causing too much noise. Unfortunately, however, I tripped over Harry’s belt and startled him out of his slumber.

“Hey…” He was groggy and rubbed his eyes with his knuckles, adjusting to the daylight.

“You’re awake!” I spoke, my back turned to face away from him.

He gave himself a few moments to fully wake up, then spoke again. “ I was thinking…” he adjusted his pillow and sat up. “You could show me around your neighborhood. Maybe, if there’s some place to get breakfast, or coffee, we could–”

“I would love to, Harry. But, I have a lot of work to catch up on.” I found a button-down and some leggings in an uncategorized pile that Harry had folded when he cleaned my room the day before. “I’ve been out for a while, and, you know, with filming. There’s just a lot going on at the library…”

“We need to eat, though” 

Was he too sleepy to get it?

“I’ll just grab something on set.” I slipped my shoes on and walked out of the room, looking for my work bag.

“Yeah…okay, that works too.” I heard him mumble as I made my was through the apartment.

“I gotta go. See ya there?” Before giving him a chance to respond, I ran  down the stairs and out onto the street.

***

On set, I had a lot of explaining to do. For Christopher. Though he greeted me cordially and expressed sincere interest in how I was doing, he eventually followed it up with “maybe we should sit down and have a chat?” The breakfast excuse didn’t work on him either. We walked over to the catering spread and grabbed some coffee and a quick bite, sitting down in the makeshift dining area that the crew had created.

We talked about how concerned he was about my abrupt disappearance. How conflicted he was  because he wanted to respect my boundaries while I was obviously going through something  but also knew that what I did was not okay. He did most of the talking, with me simply mumbling monosyllabic responses and trying to say that I “understand his frustration” and “feel badly” about the position I put him in while trying not to let vivid and sinful images of Harry intrude on my thoughts.

“I know we’re not in the ‘unleash the family craziness’ stage yet. So, I understand.” Christopher smiled, taking a sip of his coffee. “But, until then, maybe let’s come up with a middle ground?”

“Yeah…” I was only half-listening. I thought I saw someone in the background. Someone who looked a little too much like the man I abandoned in my bed this morning.

“Like, maybe just let me know that you need some space next time? And until when?”

“Communicate” I said. Not sure why. My eyes still looking right through Christopher and at the man behind him.

It was, in fact, Harry. Who’d turned around to face me now. He’d finally noticed me. He was balancing two cups of coffee on top of one another in one hand, and carrying a plate of food in the other. The second that he saw me sitting with Christopher, his face went blank. I couldn’t quite make out the look on his face. Unsure if it was simply a matter of distance, or his own emotions. He eventually walked towards the trash. Tossing one of the two coffee cups, and the food plate, away and then approaching us. This time less excitedly.

“Hey! You’re back!” He reached over in feigned enthusiasm and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “We missed you!”

He greeted Christopher and asked if he could join us or if he was interrupting something. Christopher said that he should take a seat, so he did. Various members of the cast and crew gradually joined us, sitting down to have breakfast, and then leaving whenever their number on the call sheet was up. The whole time we were sitting there, I waited, impatiently, for Harry to look my way, so I could catch his eye, but he never did. Not even once.

Before leaving to go prep for filming, he stood up and looked at me briefly. “Could you drop by my trailer later? You’ve been gone a while. I’ve got some questions…”

“S-sure.” He was really committing to this lie.  Thank goodness. If we weren’t literally on the set of the film he’s starring in, I’d say he should think about acting.

***

I swallowed, feeling my mouth turn dry, and knocked on Harry’s door.

“Come in, Matilda.”

At least he kept the nickname. Was that a good thing?

“Hey, uhh…you wanted to see me?”

“Yeah,” Harry looked away from his laptop and  got out of his makeup chair, which he often used as a desk to catch up on some emails. “Wanted to give you these.” He fished my apartment keys out of his pockets and reached his hand out, handing them to me. “Didn’t think you’d want me doing that in front of your boyfriend.”

I told you, he’s not my boyfriend. He was hurt. I don’t blame him. But the calm tone was unnerving.

I took the keys from him and tried to get closer to him but he stepped back, maintaining the distance between us, every time that I tried.

“Harry, please…”

“Are you gonna tell him?” He asked bluntly.

“Wow, way to cut to the chase here.”

“You’re clearly not breaking up, so, just tell me one thing: are you planning on telling him because I actually like Chris…”

“I know. You guys are friends. I-”

The calm facade was slowly crumbling as he paced back and forth, trying to keep his voice even-toned but gesturing with his hands.

“Are you going to tell him that I kissed your lips? Your face? Your neck? Hmm?” He walked over to me. It was my turn to take a step backwards. His presence was overwhelming as it is, but now, in costume, the fake university logo, the custom-made Gucci blazer, the hair…it was all very difficult to ignore.

“That my hands were around your neck?” he was towering over me now. I had no place to go. The wall was one step behind my back. “That I made you moan” Harry’s nose brushed against mine. I was startled by the feeling on his hand around my neck, pushing me against the wall with minimal effort. Just the way I felt when we first kissed last night. “That I made you beg, and cry out my name… That you called me-”

“Sir” and I leaned in to kiss him.