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On that note:

Lingerie photographer Reader who has the entire Baku-squad booked in for a whole afternoon/evening shoot… 🫠

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NSFW Headcanon Request: Steven Grant (Moon Knight)

Steven Grant + Lingerie: (prompt list here)

- Steven Grant could have gone his whole life never considering women's underwear any further than knowing Bridget Jones's were apparently on the frumpy side (a closet rom-com fan, Steven has seen all the British classic a dozen times over in his so-far-uneventful pursuit of his own dramatic romance.) That is until you came into his life, the first person he had ever had the enormous privilege of falling in love with.

- It may have taken longer than you were expecting from a man you found endlessly handsome and charming, but after a run of almost perfect dates, Steven's nervous clumsiness aside, you were finally straddling his lap on the middle of his plush couch, guiding his hands the buttons of your dress so you could finally show him what you hand on underneath. Fumbling with each and every movement of his hands, and trying desperately to focus on your buttons as his head swam with the intoxicating taste of your lips on his, eventually he undid the final clasp allowing you to shrug off the velvety fabric and reveal the dark red, lacy, matching lingerie set you'd picked out hoping you'd end your night in this position.

- Steven's eyes would be wider than the moon taking in your exquisite beauty, the way the dark colours held your curves, the shimmering flesh peaking through the gaps in the lace, the slight outline of your nipples hardening against the fabric. He was in heaven. He didn't even realise people could look this beautiful, this otherworldly, this completely stunning, and in even more disbelief, that someone this gorgeous would be perched excitedly on his lap, leaving a trail of eager kisses down his neck that almost threatened to have his eyes flutter shut, if he wasn't so afraid to miss a second of this view.

- His hands skim over your thighs, toying with the frilled edges of the lace, a strangled moan erupting from his as you buck your hips against his, bringing his attention to the uncomfortable throbbing between in his legs as his manhood pushes against the tight fabric of his corduroys. It isn't hard to tell that Steven is a huge fan of you wearing a little less, but you start to get the picture as you experiment with different pretty little sets you own, figuring out exactly which ones drive Steven to the edge the quickest. The day you wore a sheer light pink set, complete with suspenders, Steven spent the whole night with his head buried between your thighs, too embarrassed to admit he'd cum in his boxers the moment you kissed him.

- Steven would want to get you some nice lingerie as a gift, but the moment he walked into a London lingerie store he got so flustered he walked into a scantily clad mannequin, knocked it over, apologised, and then sprinted out of the shop and straight home. Thankfully there are more than a few places online to order such a gift, and in fact browsing the range of options available opens up a whole new world for Steven. He never knew bras could come without straps, picturing how much easier it would be to slip his hands inside and let your boobs spill over the top where he could press his lips against them. But why stop there when he could buy you a pretty little bralet with two slits in the fabric exactly where your nipples would sit, meaning Steven could slip his fingers under your shirt and start teasing your sensitive tits, picturing all the fun he'd have getting you worked up as you tried to watch a movie resting against his chest.

- This would lead him to the holy grail of his latest obsession; crotchless panties. When he didn't think there could be any better feeling than slipping your wet lacy thong to the side as he worked his fingers into your greedy entrance, here was the perfect solution. He found himself scrolling through the whole collection, picturing you coming to visit him at work in one of your pretty summer dresses with a pair of these underneath, letting him pull you onto his lap while he stretches you with his hard length, watching you squirm as his colleagues walked by and commented on what a cute pair you were and how much happier Steven seemed these days. Before he's managed to place an order his trousers are down and his hand is wrapped around his aching cock, picturing you in the matching set on the screen, beautifully adorned in lace but with all your most sensitive areas exposed for Steven to play with. His hand starts to move faster as pictures you panting and moaning as he plays with your pretty little clit, chest bouncing as your nipples spill out of your bra, no choice but to let him touch every single part of you. He's picturing the sticky mess he'd leave dripping down the front of your panties when he can't hold back his release any more, the thought of his cum dripping down your thighs with no fabric to stop it sending him over the edge. By the time he goes to bed he's paid for next day delivery and invited you over for 'movie night' tomorrow.

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Thirsting

Matt Murdock x Reader

Tags/ Warnings: 18+, Smut, Fluff

Summary: After dating for six months, you and Matt spend a long romantic evening together. Song: Move by Taemin

Word Count: 3.5K

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“How about this one?” Karen says, holding a pastel yellow lace bralet.

Currently you and Karen were lingerie shopping after you had let slip how badly you wanted Matt to touch you.

“You know he’s not going to be able to see it right?” You say as you look through the stack in front of you.

“Right, but he can feel it.” She grins. 

Damn. She had a point, he could feel it. You watch as she continues to hold it up. It was cute, you thought. 

“Okay.” You say with a smile. She cheers and throws the set at you. 

This wasn’t something you had ever thought about doing. Sure you’ve been with others before but you felt that you had to make it special with Matt. He would disagree on the other hand.

“Helloooo?” Karen says with a grin. “What’s going on in that brain?”

“Oh nothing.” You blush. 

“You were thinking about tonight!” She squealed as she grabbed your arm. Your face gained a darker hue at the truth.

The both of you continue to look around before you both are satisfied. You bring your findings to the counter and pay before you second guess yourself. Karen took you to lunch after, gave you several pep talks before sending you on your way.

You had butterflies in the pit of your stomach. For a few reasons. One, You had no idea what Matt had been planning. Two, Matt has no idea what you have been planning. Three, You were going to have sex with your best friend turned lover. The list could go on forever.

Once you’re home, you do your usual routine. Clean the leftover dishes, finish some laundry, and take a shower. It’s only when you step out and wrap the towel around yourself you get nervous. Never had you bought lingerie to impress your partners. Just Matt.

You stare at yourself in the mirror, rotating around to get a full view. The pastel lingerie against your skin really did accentuate your features. Hopefully your advances would be noticed by Matt.

Putting on your dress, you finish getting ready and leave for his apartment. You both had planned to stay in and have dinner for the night. Maybe finally you would have the courage to tell him what you wanted.

Except it wasn’t a matter of want anymore. You needed him to touch you. Craving his fingers against your skin, his hand groping every ounce of your body.

It was busy on the streets for Thursday night. You walked in dead silence, thinking about all the things that would happen. 

Matt was probably setting up for the date. He was telling you earlier that he had a surprise in store. You could only imagine what it could be.

Finally reaching his building, you take the elevator up to his floor. Slowly the elevator comes to a stop and the doors open. You jump as you realize he was standing outside of the lift.

Flowers were the first things you saw. The most beautiful daisies and tulips. As they lowered, you caught a glimpse of Matt’s smile. He looked incredibly handsome as always.

“Hi, baby.” He greets. You smile wide as you step out of the lift.

“Hey, Matty.” You reply. “Were you waiting for me?”

“Of course, I heard you come into the building.”

“Makes sense.” You step closer to him. “Are those for me?”

“Yeah.” He sighs.

You blush from how breathy his last response was. Did you truly take his breath away? It was a good sign after all. He holds out his arm, and you take it. Leading you back to his apartment, you notice the small candles lit on the floor as you enter.

After hanging your coat, you both walk further inside. You see his couch and coffee table have been pushed back and in place is a blanket with pillows. Just like a small picnic, it’s set up for dinner complete with roses and wine.

“Matty…” You say in awe. He did all of this for you? It truly made your eyes water. It was so sexy of him to do all of this. Plan the date, and decorate in this way.

“I love you, sweetheart.” He starts as he turns towards you. “I know it’s a sappy thing, but it’s been six months.” 

It was sappy, but you liked it. You wrap your arms around his neck and bring him in for a tight hug.

“I love it.” You say as you pull back. “And I love you too.”

He smiles and takes your hand. Leading you to the blanket, he helps you sit down and tells you to wait. You nod and watch as he walks to the kitchen. 

Once he disappears, you take a deep breath. The nerves were starting to get to you. He set up beautifully though. Rose petals scattered about, light incense filled the air. It was everything you could imagine and more.

Just as fast as he left, he came back carrying two plates. When he set yours before you all you could do was gape. He had made a beautiful looking chicken parm.

“Mr. Murdock, am I to assume you made this all yourself?”

He chuckles at your comment. Sitting down in front of you he situates himself before responding.

“Every little crumb, my dear.”

You giggle in return. Of course he had. Somedays you had to remind yourself that he really was capable of doing a lot. 

Dinner with Matt was incredible. He made the most delicious food, and he always kept the conversation interesting. Once you were both finished with dinner, he brought the plates back into the kitchen and settled back in front of you.

“I’ve been thinking about something.” You confess, and he tilts his head. “I think I’m ready.”

His eyebrows raise behind his glasses. Biting your lip, you wonder if now was the right time to do something like this.

“You’re sure?” He asks

“Yeah.” You say as you stand. “I actually have a surprise for you.”

Your face flushes a deep pink as your dress drops to the floor. Approaching him on the blanket, you stand awkwardly above him. He takes your hand into his own, and tugs so that you kneel in front of him. Your heart racing with anxiety.

“Oh, sweetheart.” He grins. “You don’t have to be nervous.”

His hand slides up your arm and stops once he feels the strap of your bralet. He hesitates before tilting his head. The look of confusion on his face.

“What are you wearing?”

“Lingerie.” You reply, feeling a little embarrassed. “I told Karen you wouldn’t be able to see it.”

“Karen helped you?”

Your bottom lip slips between your teeth. It wasn’t like you to be this nervous before sex. Your heart still pounded against your chest.

“She helped me pick it out, yeah.”

He lets out a sighed chuckle. “Then, sweetheart, describe what it looks like.”

“Why don’t you feel for yourself.” You say as you take his hand.

Gently, you move it just beneath your rib cage. His hand slides up to cup your breast lightly. You could tell that with each touch he was assessing the fabric.

“Lace. With a flower pattern.” He starts. “It’s a soft lace. Satin right underneath it.”

You nod your head to confirm. “Yeah, that’s right.”

He smiles at his little success. Though you know he didn’t need to take the victory. Matt squeezes your chest, and you let out a soft gasp.

“What color is it?” He asks, taking in a deep breath.

“Yellow. Pastel Yellow.”

“Perfect.” He squeezes a little harder. “Such a good girl, all dressed up for me.”

You groan out as he grins at you. The bastard knew what he was doing. Trying to get you to come undone in front of him. Looking down, you stare as his hands rub against your ribs. Maybe it was the wine but all you could think about was the way his hand would look wrapped around your neck. 

He must have heard your thoughts, because one of his hands reaches up and grabs your jaw. Pulling you in for a bruising kiss. 

His grip was strong but you wanted this. You wanted him to be rough. He was always so gentle with you. Treating you like glass in some instances. It never went further than making out on the couch. You needed this.

The kiss was intensified as he slid his tongue against your bottom lip. You open your mouth to grant him access. His thumb which was pressed against your chin moves to the corner of your mouth. As he pulls away from the kiss, he replaces his tongue with his thumb. 

Moaning loudly, he removes his thumb and inserts two of his fingers. You gag against them as he pushes them farther into your mouth.

“Breath, sweetheart.” He sighs. “Stick out your tongue.”

Obeying, you stick your tongue out allowing him to shove his fingers down your throat. He moans at the sensation of your whines. When he is satisfied, he removes them and grins at you deviously.

“What was the point of that?” You coughed out.

“So I could do this.”

He reaches down, moves your panties to the side and inserts his fingers into your cunt. You gasp loudly, hands flying to grip his shoulders. Every shock of his movements coursed through your body. 

Never before had a man taken care of you like this. Your body shudders as he pumps his fingers in and out of you.

You can feel the heat growing in your stomach as he continues to fuck you with his fingers. His thumb adds to the mix as he begins to circle your clit. 

Your moans and pants are a sure sign of your approaching orgasm. Just as you hit your climax, he removes his fingers. He moans as he listens to your racing heart.

Watching as he slips the fingers into his mouth and moans once more. His tongue swirling around his digit, tasting every bit of your slick. 

Your cheeks flush as he removes his glasses and sets them aside. His eyes fix onto you and you shiver in anticipation. It was something out of a book. The darkness of his eyes have you mesmerized.

“You taste so good, baby.” He says above a whisper. His other hand rests on your hip as he slips his fingers under the band of your panties. “Why don’t we take these off.”

You nod and help him remove the piece of fabric. Before you can rest on your knees again, he pushes you lightly onto your back.

Looking up at him, you watch as he begins to remove his shirt. The lights from outside illuminate his face just enough for you to see him lick his lips. 

He crawls over to you once he’s finished and pushes your legs open. The heat on your face burns as he looks up towards you. He smiles before licking his lips once more.

“I think I’ve earned dessert. What do you say, sweetheart?” He grins and you moan in response.

Wasting no time, he kisses his way up your thighs hovering just above your pussy. He takes a deep, before swiping his tongue against your length. The sensation is warm and shocking.

You could feel the way his tongue devours every inch of your core. Tongue slipping in and out of you, the obscene noises were all you heard.

Matt took his time. He needed to feel every jerk of your hip, needed to smell your arousal in full. Like he craved it more than anything in the world. Your loud breathy moans were like a symphony that only he could write. 

“Matt, oh God, I’m close.” You whined out, causing him to growl against you.

Each swipe of his tongue brought you close to the edge. Until finally he flicks your clit a certain way. You scream as you begin to orgasm. 

The sensation was maddening, you didn’t know if it was possible to continue after that. However, your boyfriend knew you absolutely could.

“Good girl.” He says, coming up to kiss you. “Such a good girl.”

You smile underneath his kiss. The praises alone started to another fire inside you.

“Please Matty, I need you.” 

“I know, baby. Help me with my pants.” 

Shakily, you climb to your knees and tug on his belt loop. You pull him close to you and pepper kisses on his jawline.

“I don’t know what you’re doing to me, Matthew Murdock, but I’m addicted to you.”

You unbutton his pants and help him out of them. His cock strained against his briefs. Sucking on your teeth, you grab the waistband and tug them down. 

The groan surfacing from the back of his throat was a sign of relief. His cock springing free from the compounds of his briefs. Now it was your turn to let out a long moan.

“I was gonna be rough with you,” He starts. “But no, no. You need to be loved, and I will make sure you feel just that.”

He grabbed onto his cock and gave a few slow pumps. You had already settled back into the soft pillows below. 

Eyeing him hungrily, you watched him shudder at the touch of his hand. What was he imagining at this moment?

It didn’t take long for his length to harden. It was painfully hard, and you could tell by the way he hissed at each stroke. Your heartbeat flutters as you watch the hair fall into his face. 

“Baby.” His gruff voice pulls you from your thoughts. 

“Hm?”

“Condoms.”

You process the word that left his mouth. Condoms? Fuck, condoms. Sitting up, you look around the space until you spot the small square package on the coffee table. 

Cheeky. Right out in the open. How did you not notice? Standing, you saunter over and grab the little packet. 

“Fire and Ice? That’s hot”

The chuckle you earn from him perks your ears. You walk back over to him, opening the packet and taking out the small rubber sleeve. 

“You know I just want to give you all the pleasure.”

“I get the feeling you asked the clerk for help on this.”

“Guilty as charged.”

You kneel in front of him, grabbing his hardened cock. He hisses and grips his thighs. Giving him a few pumps, you prep the condom and roll it onto his length. Once it's rolled on completely, you return to your position of laying back onto the pillows. 

Taking a deep breath, you wait as he crawls above you. Both of his elbows resting by your head. He leans down and kisses you with intense love. Something you have never felt before Matt. As he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours. You both take a shaky breath before he speaks.

“Ready?”

“Always.”

As you gave him the consent he was waiting for, he lines himself against your entrance. He takes a shaky breath before pushing into you slowly. You both let out a long moan. 

If you had to be honest, it stung. It had been quite some time since you had sex, and you forgot about having to adjust. A few stray tears escape your eyes causing Matt to stop.

“Sweetheart, am I hurting you?” His voice was laced with concern.

You shake your head. “I just need to adjust. I’m okay. Promise.”

Bringing your legs a little higher, it relieved some of the burn. Kissing your face softly, he stops until you’re ready. You grab onto his shoulder and whisper a soft ‘okay’. He begins to push himself in just a little more. 

It’s tolerable, not stinging like before. When he finally bottoms out, you moan loudly. This causes goosebumps to spread over his skin. You made the most beautiful noises.

After a moment of letting you adjust, Matt pulls his hips back before slowly sliding back in. The grip you had on his shoulder begins to tight as he pumps himself into you. 

“Oh- Oh god, M-Matt.” You moan out, throwing your head back. His pace picks up and you can’t help but wonder how long he can last. He grabs onto one of your legs, putting it on his shoulder.

“Fuck- you’re so tight, sweetheart” Each pump was harder than the last and you could feel his hot breath in your ear. His hips slammed against yours, making a loud noise with each thrust.

Hooking your leg over his shoulder, you gripped onto his shoulders. His thrusts picked up and you couldn’t help but feel your walls tightening.

“M-Matt… I’m gonna come.” You say as you roll your hips against him, causing him to groan in pleasure. 

“Come for me. Please.” He begs. “Please, baby.”

His thrusts become more erratic before he stops and shuts his eyes. His cock pulsates as he struggles to hold his own release. You throw your head back as you ride out your orgasm. Matt goes still, letting out a deep groan. 

After feeling you tighten around him, he submits to his own orgasm. He pumps himself into you a few more times before pulling out completely. He falls onto his back beside you. You roll onto your side to face him.

“I love you.” He says, still breathing deeply.

“I love you too.” You say, leaning in to kiss him.

“You felt incredible.” He smiles. “Every moan was like a song.”

You feel the heat spread across your cheeks. You look away for a moment before meeting his gaze again.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," you say softly, your fingers tracing circles on his bare chest.

He reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, the touch sending shivers down your spine.

"You're amazing," he says, his voice husky. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you."

“You’ve had me since the moment we met.” You admit. “You couldn’t expect to get rid of me that fast, Murdock.”

He chuckles and you watch his eyes crinkle. It was the most beautiful thing about him. His smile. God, was he just beautiful in general. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours.

"I don't ever want to get rid of you. You're mine now."

Your heart flutters at his possessiveness, but you find yourself enjoying it. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer to you. He smells of sweat and sex, but there's something else there too, something uniquely Matt that you can't quite put your finger on.

As if reading your thoughts, he pulls away from you slightly, a curious expression on his face.

"What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?" he asks.

You bite your lip, unsure if you want to share your thoughts with him. But you trust him, more than anyone else you've ever been with.

"I was just thinking how...different this is from anything I've ever experienced before," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

“A good different, I hope.” He chuckles. 

You smile in return. “Of course it's good! You’re one of the best things that has ever happened to me.”

He smiles, his eyes softening with emotion. "You're one of the best things that's ever happened to me too," he says, his words weighted with sincerity.

You feel a warm glow spread through your chest at his words. It was moments like these that made you fall in love with him a little more every day. As you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you feel a sense of contentment wash over you.

You scoot closer to him, feeling his warmth contrast with the chill of the room. It was moments like these where you wished to capture it in a still frame. You never thought you'd be lucky enough to find someone like him, someone who just gets you.

Matt sighs, before sitting up. You stare as he begins to roll the condom off and pick himself off the ground. He walks away for a moment before coming back with a washcloth.

“Matty?” You ask in confusion. 

“Yeah?”

“What are you doing?”

He walks over, and gives you a lazy smile. “Someone has to clean you up, sweetheart. I don’t think your legs are going to work that well.”

You giggle before allowing him to wipe you down. Not feeling embarrassed, instead you feel gratitude. Finally finding someone who took care of you in all aspects. After he finishes, he puts the cloth on the table and returns to you. Gathering you in his arms, he walks you to the bedroom. 

Of course he hadn’t expected the both of you to sleep on the floor. You were grateful for that as well. You were grateful for the whole evening. As you both laid in bed, you thought of everything that brought you to this moment. 

Even after everything he wanted you. He wanted all of you, and that’s all you could have asked for.

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Ironstrange prompt: foreplay

Foreplay can be literally anything with the right context, but I decided to go with something that was a little more straightforwardly sexy. 😀

This could be taken as a sequel to i'm not wearing a dress and sweaty tony, but it could also just be its own ‘verse. Whichever you prefer!

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Stephen’s robes were normally very buttoned up. Tony had seen him fly through a windstorm without significantly dislodging them. 

Which meant that the way his collar was gaping right now had to be intentional. Stephen wanted Tony to see the delicate, brilliant blue strap that hugged his shoulder and descended towards his chest. A scalloped lace edge could just be discerned before it disappeared into the more muted blue of Stephen’s robes. Tony’s mouth was dry imagining it: a little bralet, lacy and tight across Stephen’s slender form. Or maybe a cami, the lace giving way to a fall of silky fabric… Stephen’s robes could easily cover that.

“Tony?”

Tony’s gaze snapped up from the gape of Stephen’s collar, meeting the man’s amused gaze. Had they been talking? Yes. Something about… Nope, it was no good. Tony couldn’t remember a single word. “Sorry,” Tony said, not feeling sorry at all. “Got distracted.”

Stephen’s lips twitched, but didn’t manifest a full smile. Suddenly his collar was as snug against his skin as it ever had been. “I was hoping to have your undivided attention.” 

“Oh, my attention’s undivided, all right,” Tony said, sidling closer. He laid a hand on Stephen’s hip, thumb sliding beneath the layers of his tunic. And yes, there it was: a hint of lace, by texture, peeking out above the waist of Stephen’s pants. 

“Now, now, let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Stephen chided. “We still have matters to discuss.”

When he turned away, dislodging Tony’s thumb, his collar sagged open to reveal a matching strap on the other side.

Definitely intentional.

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Karolina Laskowska | Aerica • Kestos style bralet + Zoma style 8 strap suspender belt + harness thong in silk + metallic French Leavers lace appliqué [inspired by the Kestos lingerie brand of the early 20th century]

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8 Bralette Outfit Ideas for Winter

Hello, fashion-forward readers and lovers of Indian style! We are about to start a trip through the world of bralettes and how they can make your winter outfits look even better. As someone who likes to stay cosy and stylish at the same time, I'm excited to share 8 bralette outfit ideas that are perfect for the Indian fashion scene. Come along with me on this stylish adventure as we look for the right mix of warmth, sensuality, and elegance. This will help you rock your bralettes with style this winter. Join us in the world of fashion and make every winter outfit a work of art!