#look against the wall kisses are hot there is nothing I could do ok

[tan1shere]

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Gamer ellie x female reader !

A/n: had this idea awhile back because I love gamer Els the idea is just amazing because I know she'd be a hard-core gamer. I too game but not in the way I know she would. Anyways I kinda dunno how I feel about this, I was lacking near the end with creativity but I hope you guys enjoy :)

Summary: the challenge wasn't easy, but could you resist your hot girlfriend ? Spoiler alert no

Warnings: COCKWARMING !! Soft dom Ellie. Sub reader, teasing, pet names, slight orgasm denial ??? Mdni ! And I think that's it

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Her strap was deep inside you as you sat on her lap, your back against her front. Ellie had been gaming all day long, and truth be told. You missed her. So when she had the bright idea of the little challenge, how could you say no? She gently grabbed your face, rubbing her thumb across your cheek and says. "Go get my strap, I have a little test for you." It only intrigued you more. I mean, ofcourse you were going to get it but what possibly could this test be. As you came back over to give it to her she did what she needed to, getting back under the small blanket she had draped along her lap. She lifts it signaling for you to come sit. As you go over, in nothing but her t-shirt and underwear. You sit, in the position you're in currently. It grazing your walls.

"You're going to keep it in there ok? No protests no struggling. Keep your eye on the game, think you can do that?"

That was the challenge/test. And so far you thought you were doing pretty well. You were playing the game with ease, you found this challenge hardly challenging. But this was Ellie ofcourse she was going to make it harder for you. She leans back on the bed, resting her hands on the sheets, as she bucks her hips swiftly. Your eyes widen, making your breath hitch as you feel it move inside you, it only makes you mess up on the game. "Careful mama." You swallow, not only at the name but at every little thing she's doing right now. The strap feels as if it was deeper, she could feel the exact same thing. "Els.." She hums as you say that, only making your brain go fuzzy. "Don't struggle baby... remember what I said." Your eyes close, only for a second, remembering what she had said.

You open them again and look at the TV. Going to move the joystick on the controller. It was getting harder to focus as she fucks up into you, again. You let out a small moan, trying so hard not to make any noises. Your head turns slightly to look at her, she had a sly smirk on her face looking right at you. The next look she gave you made you instantly look back at the TV, you had to stay strong. Knowing exactly what she was up to. The neediness was increasing, you could feel it. Focusing was far from your mind right now. "Ellie." There was a silence. "Focus baby. Know you can." You didn't know why but you were starting to feel slightly frustrated. "Ellie i cant-" you breathe out, closing your eyes again. What on earth did you agree to. "Yes you can, youre doing so well." The praise goes straight to your head, resulting in you letting out a small moan. Wanting to move yourself on her strap. "Ellie please." You whine out. And she won. Making her smirk grow. She knew you'd loose this, she knew all along.

"This isn't fair.." You let out more breaths beginning to move, but she stills your hips. Letting out a tut. "The game isn't over pretty girl." You roll your eyes, swiveling on the strap, shocking her slightly as you push her down on the bed. "You're a dick." You say leaning to kiss her, wanting to wipe the growing smirk off her face. Knowing what you had just said boosted her ego more. She gladly kisses back, feeling you move on her strap. "Fuck you're hot." She mumbles against your lips, hungrily kissing you. Her hands move to your ass, lifting your her shirt up a tiny bit. As you keep the pace you could feel yourself getting tired, still with the same need as before. She notices this going to flip the two of you over. "Getting tired princess?" She lets out a small chuckle but you're too out of it to argue, letting out a small groan. And without any warning she thrusts deep and hard.

Earning a loud moan from you as you awaited her to move inside you for what felt like forever. "Oh my god-" You let out. She goes to your neck going to suck a purple mark, keeping her thrusts consistent. You could feel yourself getting closer to that amazing feeling when out of nowhere she stops inside you. "Thought I was going to go easy on you sweetheart?" You stare at her with your mouth hung open in shock, letting out another small whine. "Ellie." You wriggle underneath her, desperate for her movements. She just shakes her head. "Did you not just call me a dick a minute or two ago? Hmm?" Her tone was soft, nearly taunting. As she goes close to you ear, feeling her warm breath, sending shivers down your spine. "Y-yes-" She moves her face once you speak. "Well then, that wasn't very nice huh." At this point you weren't in the right mind to fight this. "Please Ellie please I need you so bad, I need you to fill me up so good." You blab, only for her to shut you up with a deep kiss. "Good girl, that's what I like to hear." You had to admit whenever she got like this it was insanely attractive and it only heightened your arousal. "Gunna keep being good and cum for me?" You nod, biting your lip as she begins to thrust into you again. "Words angel." "Yes." She smirks at you, speeding up a tiny bit more.

You felt it approaching quickly once again, having that knot tighten soon after, releasing with a loud moan. Her thrusts begin to slow just letting you get through your orgasm before she fully stops, pulling out of you and bringing your slightly shakey form into her chest. You try to catch your breath feeling more out of it then you were before. Everything was still and quiet. "That was a fun game." She blurts out, resulting in a small laugh from none other than you. "For you?" She then lays on her back. "You loved it." She states. You smile at her, going to crawl to lay on her, feeling genuinely exhausted. "Get some rest my love. I think I wore you out." You reply with a small hum, letting your eyes close, drifting into a deep sleep.

[cntloup]

18+ MDNI Virgin!Fem!Reader Your first time with Simon

He gently lays you down on the soft white sheets of his bed, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” he asks to ensure your certainty, “Yes, Simon. I'm sure.” you nod reassuringly and softly smile at him. There's nothing you’d rather do than to have this experience with him. 

He settles between your divided legs, “I’ll be gentle, dove.” he coos softly before kissing your lips and caressing your hips to calm your nerves, “I know, love. I trust you.” you murmur as he slowly pulls away. There is no doubt in your heart and mind that he would never harm you in any way.

He takes his rock-hard cock in his hand and pumps his throbbing shaft a few times before lining up his leaking tip at your glistening folds. 

You gasp at the slight touch, the unfamiliar sensation causing a surge of burning anticipation in your core. 

“Ready, love?” he asks, always so careful with you, “Yes.” you breathe out and he locks your lips together once again before pushing the tip inside slowly, swallowing your soft moan. 

He pulls away slightly, whispering against your lips, “You ok?”, “Yeah. You can go on.” you say, your burning need for him seething deep within you.

And he obliges, thrusting his thick cock deeper inside your tight hole, stretching out your warm sticky walls, the squelching sound of your pussy being split open on his fat cock making your cheeks heat up. 

You wince as he pushes past your hymen, your walls slightly clenching around him, causing him to let out a rasped-out moan. 

“I'm sorry, love. I know it hurts. Just relax for me, yeah?” he mutters as he stills his movements immediately after your reaction and meeting the sudden resistance of your tight walls, pecking your cheeks lightly and kissing your lips. 

“O-ok, Si.” you say as you try to relax your resisting walls, “Take your time, baby. It's ok.” he croons beside your ear, softly kissing your earlobe and tracing your jaw with his lips as he massages your hips and pets your thighs to soothe your ache. 

He feels you slowly loosen up, no longer preventing him from going on and looks you in the eye, awaiting your approval until you nod. 

He slowly pushes deeper inside you as far as your walls allow, this time your warm walls welcoming him in, pulling him in and swallowing him whole.

And you both moan in harmony as he settles deep inside you, where he truly belongs. 

“Hmm... need you, Si. So badly.” you hum against his lips, “ ‘m right here, love.” he responds with a languid roll of his hips, making your lips fall open in a quiet gasp. 

“Ah-ahh... feels so good, baby.” you mewl. He feels huge inside you, yet so delightful. And the difference in your sizes is only even more visible now that his body covers yours completely, engulfing you in his arms. 

“Please move...” you plead, grasping his biceps and tightening your legs around his waist, urging him to go on. 

He continues his deep lazy thrusts first so you could adjust to his size and the new feeling, his eyes fixated on you to keep aware of your reactions, his primary focus only your comfort and pleasure. 

“You look so hot right now, Si!” you breathe out between hiccups and moans, “Yeah?” he smirks, “Yeah, so fucking hot...” you say with a wide grin.  

“Harder please!” you plead as you feel the flaming desire for more, “You sure?” he asks with furrowed eyebrows, “Yesss pleassseee!!” you beg, “As you wish, love. But tell me if it hurts or if you feel uncomfortable even a little bit, ok?” he asks you, “K, si si!” you reply playfully, making him chuckle at the nickname, “... you bloody minx!” he mumbles under his breath. 

He grabs your legs and throws them over his shoulders for better access resulting in a gasp to escape your mouth as the newfound angle hits just right deep inside your sensitive walls. 

He plunges his fat cock inside your gummy walls wildly, moaning and groaning into your ear, droplets of sweat forming on his forehead and dripping down the strands of his bleached hair. 

He dips his head to see the way your bodies connect and rests his palm on your belly and gently pushes as he notices the visible outline of his cock buried deep inside you. 

Your eyes tear up and you grasp his arms tightly, digging your nails into the mass of muscles while mewling and whimpering so sweetly in his ear as he fucks you so so good, reaching far and deep inside you, hitting your spongy cervix and making your eyes roll back as the delicious sensation courses through your whole body.

His lips latch onto the soft skin of your neck and shoulder, leaving purple marks in their wake as he senses the rising need to claim you as his own. 

He lifts his head from your shoulder to face you, gradually discovering your points of pleasure by your reactions as he goes on, balancing between the contrasts of fucking and making love. 

And his breath hitches in his throat at this sight of you, how beautiful you look in this moment, fucked out of your mind and drunk on his cock, brain cloudy and your mouth hanging open as you look into his adoring eyes with nothing but sheer pleasure burning in your eyes and written on your face, the heavenly image forever engraved in his mind. 

Your eyes are locked onto one another, waves of emotions streaming through you both as he brings you closer and closer to your apex of pleasure and you can barely make out the words to announce that you’re close, absolutely lost in the feeling, lost in him. 

Your back arches off the sheets and you gasp out a high-pitched moan which blends with his low growl, creating a beautiful symphony of love and passion as you both dive right into the ocean of pure euphoria, its raging waves enfolding your bodies and overwhelming your senses.

He releases his hot load inside you, shooting ropes of thick cum deep inside your womb and your white cream coats his cock, dripping down from the sides onto the sheets.

He rests his head on your shoulder, both panting heavily, out of breath from the all-consuming orgasm that took over your bodies.  

He wraps his arms around you as you both lay down peacefully while he remains inside you, the sweet feeling too good to pull out yet.

And you sigh contently as you come down from your peak, you have always felt safe and protected in his arms.

You both giggle as he kisses you lovingly, “That was amazing, Si. Thank you.” you say, “No need to thank me, love.” he retorts, but can’t help the proud smile forming on his lips.

“I love you.” he murmurs, “I love you too, baby.” you whisper back as you pull him in for yet another sweet kiss. 

[recklesssturniolo]

Can you pretty please make a dom Matt fic where he gets really pissed in a car video or after an argument or something and pins reader against a wall and fucks them ROUGH. Like girl all out letting loose.

Argument - M.S

SORTA based this request I just changed it so they fck in the van instead (was a separate request for that), dom!Matt, toxic (kinda?)/jealous Matt

Idk how I feel about this one so I’m on my knees praying you guys like it😅😅😅

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

Matt and I had been arguing in the van for about 15 minutes now. All over the fact that a guy hit on me and he didn’t like how I responded.

“Oh my god Matt! All I said was thank you and walked away. He literally just said I looked nice” I yelled.

“Yeah he said you look nice and clearly wanted to fuck you and you thanked him for it, did you not see him look you up and down multiple times?” He yelled back.

I couldn’t deny that seeing Matt this worked up wasn’t turning me on. He didn’t get jealous often so it wasn’t often I saw this side of him.

“Matthew for the love of god he didn’t make even a subtle move or comment that would’ve implied he was trying to fuck. It was a compliment and that’s all” I responded.

“Mine as well of sucked him off right there at that point” He argued back.

“Alright whatever I’m sorry I didn’t fucking walk away and ignore him. I was just trying to be nice and not cause any issues. Didn’t realize I was acting like a slut to you” I sighed.

“Oh ok you think you acted like a slut in my opinion? Guess I’ll fuck you like one” He asked.

Matt didn’t give me a chance to respond, instead grabbing the back of my neck and connecting our lips. The kiss was rougher than usual, but god having Matt jealous was hot as fuck, even if I didn’t mean to. Pulling away, he began making his way down my neck, sucking and biting the spots he knew were most sensitive.

“Fuck Matt” I moan out.

Grabbing my throat and squeezing slightly he responds, “Look how easily you’re turned on, I bet you’re fucking soaked”

“I - just fuck me already” I reply, beyond aware that my panties were soaked.

“Not yet, I think you need to prove how sorry you are” He smirked.

Knowing what he was hinting at, I begin leaning over and undoing his belt, then pulling his boxers and pants down just enough for his dick to come out. Licking around his tip, he immediately grabs me by the hair, pulling me away.

“Don’t even fucking think about teasing me” He says, his voice becoming raspy.

I nod before spitting on his dick, and taking as much as I could into my mouth, my hand jerking off what couldn’t fit.

“Such a slut, take all of it, I know you can” He groans.

I do as he says, now feeling his dick hitting the back of my throat. Gags leaving my mouth as I continued sucking him off. Hearing quiet moans as I did so. His hip’s thrusting upwards every so often.

“Fuck Matt you’re too big” I mumble. Pulling away for a moment to catch my breath.

Making eye contact with me, he pulls me towards him once again kissing me. Pulling my dress up and exposing my ass, smacking it, causing me to yelp out.

“Such a good girl for me” He mumbles out.

“Please” I whimper. Wanting nothing more than to feel him inside me.

“What do you want huh? For me to fuck you like the whore you are? He smiles.

“Fuck I - yes Matt I need you” I moan out.

“Get out of the van” He demands.

“What? Matt we’re in public” I respond. It was 2am and we were in an empty parking lot but still.

“I don’t care, if someone see’s they’ll just know who you belong to” He smiles back, pulling his pants up slightly, he gets out of the van. He comes over to the passenger side, opening the door and practically dragging me out of the van. Pinning me again the side of it.

My dress still pulled up, he slides his hand up my thigh, “Fucking slut, you’re practically dripping” he says, before pushing my panties down.

I moan in response, feeling his fingers swipe between my folds. Matt usually wasn’t this rough, but fuck it was so hot.

I feel him slide his dick near my entrance, pushing it in slightly before taking it out. Repeating that a few times.

“Matt please, I need you just fuck me” I whimper.

“So needy, how badly do you need me huh?” He responds.

“So badly fuck I can’t wait any longer please” I beg.

He smacks my ass again before pushing himself all the way into me. Both of us moaning out.

“So fucking tight” He groans. Reaching his arm around my shoulder and grabbing my throat.

“F-feels so good” I whine.

He picks up his pace, now having to hold my hips in place to avoid them hitting against the van due to how hard he was going.

“Yeah? Who is the only one who can make you feel this good?” He asks.

“You - fuck only you Matt” I whimper out.

“That’s right, who do you belong to? Huh? Whose slut are you?” He asks again.

“You Matt, fuck only a slut for you” I moan out.

“Good girl” He responds.

Continuing to fuck me, I feel my stomach tighten as he hits my g-spot continuously.

“I’m gonna come Matt” I whimper, my legs shaking slightly.

“Good. Come all over my dick pretty girl” He says, slamming into me harder than ever before.

I stutter curse words and whimper out his name as I hit my climax. The pleasure being so much my legs shaking and Matt having to now hold my body up.

“Matt oh my fuck I can’t take any more, I’m sensitive” I whisper.

“Yes you can, I know you can. You’re gonna take it while I fill you up” He responds. Not stopping his thrusting, well aware of how sensitive I was now.

His dick twitches inside of me, before he moans out, “Such a good little whore letting me fuck you senseless” and I feel him release himself inside of me.

Slowing his pace, he thrusts a couple more times before pulling out. His come starting to drip down my thighs. He turns me around, my back now against the van. Cupping my face with his hand.

Not giving him a chance to speak, I tell him “Jesus Christ why haven’t you fucked me like that before”

“Haven’t had to remind you that you’re mine before” He says.

“You’re insane if you think I’d even considering getting with someone else, especially now after how good you just fucked me” I tell him.

“Mmm I know, couldn’t help but be jealous after seeing you in that dress and how he was looking at you” He shrugs, “Had been waiting to fuck you all night”

“Could’ve taken me to the bathroom” I smirk.

“Yeah yeah come on, wait, hold on let me wipe your legs off before you get back in the van” He says, grabbing a hoodie of his from the back and wiping his come off of me.

“If I can’t walk properly I swear I’ll make you carry me everywhere” I tell him, almost positive come tomorrow morning I’d be limping.

“Fine by me, was worth it” He smirks as we both get back into the van.

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[getosbigballsack]

Gojo loves his pregnant wife so much he would do anything for you even if it meant waking up and 2 in the morning to have sex.

Just look at you, your head thrown back to release a breathy moan from your kiss swollen lips. He palmed at your breasts, squeezing the meaty flesh in his hot hands, mesmerized by much they've grown throughout your pregnancy so far.

Cerulean eyes locked on your face, Gojo couldn't help but admire the beauty above him. He's truly blessed to have you as his wife and the mother of his firstborn and the rest of the children that are to come.

He didn’t know what he did to deserve a beauty such as yourself. He didn't know what good deed he had done, but he thanked God for gifting you to him and now he's determined to do whatever it takes to make you stay with him, love him and give him all that affection he needed from you.

He's playing with you swollen puffy clit, calloused fingers moving in slow circular motions, elicting soft sweet moans from your lips. He squeezed your breast one last time before moving his hand to rest at the small of your back to support you as you steadily tried to ride his massive cock.

A throaty groan escaped his lips, and you quickly leaned forward to kiss his lips, so sweet, tender and warm you began whining when he pulled away to rest his face in the croock of your neck. "Baby, I'm close," he moaned against your sweaty skin, eyes squeezing shut as he continued to allow his self to be riden. He could feel your soaked pussy pulsing around his cock, ah yes you're getting close too.

With a tight grip on his shoulders, you lifted your hips a bit before slamming down on his cock. A gasp fell from your lips, eyes crossing together from the amount of pleasure you're now feeling. You repeated the motion again and again, setting a hard fast pace, your sight now set on chasing your high.

Your heavy breasts slapped against your skin, your nose scrunched up cutely when you saw the white milky substance dripping from your nipples. If it wasn't for the fact that your husband was staring so intently on your lactating breasts then you would've felt a bit digusted with yourself.

"Satoru..." You moaned, feeling the knots tighten, his fingers quicken their pace on your clit, your body began trembling above his. "Cu... cu... cumming," you cried out as your pussy clenched and squeezed his cock as you cum around him.

He began babbling your name, heavy cum filled balls ready to fill you up delicious with his cum. You could feel his hips began stuttering, bucking upwards, his chest vibrating with every moan as he came deep inside of you, filling you up with his white sticky substance.

You both sat in silence for a while until it was time for him to help you out of the bed to clean both yourselves up and while in the shower, you asked if he could help you with you breast and he was happy to do so.

Nothing he enjoys more than the sweet taste of your breast milk. But his love for your milk turned into him bracing you against the shower walls, holding one leg up and wrapped it around his waist, all while he ensured that you were in no discomfort or pain before he began fucking his cock into you once more while staring at your growing tummy.

After all that was said and done, you're both laying in bed, your head on Gojo’s chest and his hand rubbing your tummy.

"Are you ok now?" He asked you, smoothing his hands over your seven and half months bump. "You're not going to attack me in my sleep again right?"

You laughed and playfully slapped his arms, "Well I was horny what was I supposed to do?"

"Wake me up like a normal human being," he answered and he laughed. He glanced at the clock beside the bed and saw that it was just a little bit over two a.m. in the morning. "Just wake me up normally baby and I'll fuck you if that's what you need me to do."

[number1jeonginstan]

Ok, so sry to be bothering you... AGAIN😭Guess who's back with some more hard thoughts~?

But this has been on my mind all weekend

Lee Know asking if you wanted to hang out with him and the boy who r also bringin their girlfriends. He gives you the context of amusement park or arcade. You're like, I know the perfect outfit. It's a collared crop-top and a pleated skirt(idk what colors ill let you decide on that) The skirt just hugs your waist so nicely that it gets him hard. So he purposefully throws his glasses to the other side of the bed(It's against the wall), when you're not looking and asks so sweetly, "Hey, Baby? Can u get my glasses for me." And when you do what he asks he can see your cute little cotton panties and he can't help himself. He pushes you on the bed and devours you While he's fucking you, he's like, "Who were you dressing up for huh? Such a little slut with that tiny skirt. Trynna flirt with my friends?" He knows you would never but he's just too riled up

But, idk, just hard thoughts

-🥠

A/N: THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD REQUEST. I loved writing this, because Lee Know is definitely very protective, and seeing you in that short of a skirt would make him go feral…

WC: 1.9k

Minors don't interact, 18+

Pairing: bf! Lee Know x afab!Reader

Warnings: Lee Know calling reader a slut, unprotected sex, one ass slap, spitting… 

It was finally the weekend and you were excited to relax and do nothing with Minho. You were upside down on your bed, scrolling through your phone when he barged into your shared room. 

“Babe!” he yelled, running towards you, Soonie following behind him, swishing his tail. “Yeah what’s up?” you replied, rolling over onto your stomach to look at him. “Okay so, you know that new arcade that opened,” he said while sitting on the bed. 

Soonie followed suit, jumping and curling into a ball next to you. “Yeah?” you replied, unsure where he was going with this. “Well, the boys wanted to go with their girlfriends, and they invited us.”  

You just giggled along as he continued to explain. “Well, he rented out the place for us to play, so do you want to go?” He flopped onto the bed next to you, arms behind his head waiting for your response. 

“Yeah, how long do we have though, we can go get lunch beforehand.” You said, slowly getting up. “We have a couple hours, it’s only 11, and they were thinking around 5 so we can go out and watch a movie after.” 

“That works for me, let me go get ready.” You fully got up from the bed, giving Minho a kiss as you went to take a shower. 

Before you got into the bathroom he yelled at you. “Are you sure you don’t want me to join!” in a teasing voice. You stuck your head out of the bathroom sticking out your tongue to him and locking the door. 

You were only wrapped around in a towel as you got out of the shower, your body still a bit damp. You got out of the shower to meet Minho’s eyes tracing your body in the towel “Do you want to go in while the water is still hot?” you asked him. 

He put down his phone, rubbed Soonie’s chin, and walked up towards you. “You really should have taken my offer and showered with me,” he said, kissing your lips and heading to the bathroom. 

You just giggled, turning around and heading into your shared walk-in closet. You wanted to dress comfortably, but also cutely for the arcade. Thankfully, it wasn’t too cold, so you could get away with wearing just a skirt. You looked through your closet finding the new shirt you had just purchased, a mint-green collared shirt, and a pleated denim mini-skirt that worked perfectly with the shirt you chose. 

Minho was still in the shower as you began to do your makeup. Sitting at the vanity mirror in your shared bedroom, you were contemplating doing just light makeup because you guys weren’t going anywhere special. 

Minho had gotten out of the shower, towel still on his hips as you were applying your concealer. “What shirt should I wear?” he said from behind you, looking at you through the mirror. “I think a hoodie would look good, don’t you?” 

He just nodded, kissing your temple, not fully seeing the outfit you were wearing, too occupied thinking about his own. As he finished finding an outfit, he placed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, laying on the bed waiting for you. 

His back was towards the headboard, scrolling through bubble asking stays what he should eat for lunch as he finally looked up at you. You had gotten up to wet your beauty blender, what you vowed perfected your dewy makeup, which he always laughed up. His eyes roamed your body, taking in every inch. He had never seen that shirt before, or that skirt. 

The skirt hugged your torso perfectly, flaring out on your smooth thighs. The shirt on the other hand was his favorite color. He could see the outline of your bra, and he could feel himself getting hard.  You had been holding out on him, and he wanted you right there and then. He started thinking about what colored panties you were wearing under your skirt. How easy it would be to bend you over and see them. He put his plan into action. Before you came back, he threw his glasses to the other side of the room. You would be a good little girlfriend and receive it for him if he asked.

As you sat back down, he was trying to think of a way to get your attention. You had finally finished your look, applying mascara to your lashes, and you looked at him through the mirror. “Where did your glasses go?” you asked, taking note of the frames no longer being on his face. “I sneezed and now I don’t know where they are.”

“Do you want me to find them for you?” you asked, getting up from your chair and walking around in search of them. He just nodded, getting up as you bent over on the floor in hopes of finding them. They had ended up under the bed, as you bent over, trying to get them, Minho had rutted his crotch on top of yours, throat around your neck. 

He pulled you off the floor, putting your back directly against his chest, and whispered in your ear. “Who did you dress like such a slut for?” 

Before you could say anything, he threw you on the bed. You squealed in surprise, Minho was dominant, but he had never done anything like this before. “Fuck, look wearing white panties and acting all innocent while dressing like a slut.” 

“Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” Minho said, opening your mouth by pressing it together with his hands. “Take my spit like a good girl okay? Let me mark you.” 

You stuck out your tongue, waiting for him to put his fingers in your mouth, but instead, he spit into it. The string of saliva still being there as he told you to close your mouth. “Stop gaping at me like a fish, and swallow.” 

You just nodded, closing your mouth and swallowing his saliva. “Good kitten, now turn around I wanna see your pussy.” 

You did as he asked, turning around, your ass facing out as your face was slightly faced into the bed. He could already see a wet spot on your panties, “What a whore, already wet from me just spitting in your mouth. Maybe I shouldn’t even prep you?” 

You just whined at his words, begging for any sort of stimulation, and began humping the air slightly. “Fuck, can’t even wait for sir to make you feel good. Maybe I should just get off by myself?” 

“No please, will be good, will be good for you Sir.” you pleaded, you needed him. “Then be a good girl, and listen at once.” 

He smacked your ass, eliciting a moan from your lips. “Fuck, gonna eat this pussy like it’s my last meal.”

He kissed your thighs, slowly going up to your covered pussy, kissing the fabric. He slowly took the fabric off of you, letting out a sigh of contentment when he saw how wet you were for him. “Sir please” you moaned, feeling the cool air coming in contact with your bare cunt. 

“Shut up or else” he groaned into your cunt, wanting to enjoy the moment. You quickly became quiet, covering your mouth with your hand as he began to lick a stripe in between your folds. He flipped you around, wanting to be face-to-face with your cunt. 

You began to try and take off your skirt, but he slapped your hand away. “Wanna fuck you while you are wearing this skirt. Want to make you cum in this so it reminds you of who owns you whenever you wear it.” 

You just nod your head, placing your hands on your face as he begins to suck on your clit. Licking it and sucking on it as he began to slip one of his veiny fingers into your cunt. “Fuck baby, taste so good, only for me right?” 

You moaned as he began to thrust his finger inside of you, still sucking on your clit. “Take off your shirt and your bra, I want you to play with your tits.” 

You did as he asked as he still ate you out, barely able to comprehend anything as you felt the fabric of your bra shifting off your nipples. He looked up from your cunt, your juices splayed against his chin as he leaned in to kiss you. 

You could taste yourself on him, moaning as one of his fingers came to pinch your nipple. “Be a good girl and play with them for me okay?” He said kissing your lips another time. You nodded, bringing your fingers to them, as he began to take off his shirt. You could feel his cock rub against your thigh as he was doing so. 

It was getting to be a bit much, you were soaked and you needed him inside of you. You pawed at his pants, trying to get them off faster. “Fuck baby, that’s why you wore this skirt, because you want my cock that bad?” 

You nodded, “Can I please have your cock sir?” you begged. He obliged, reaching over to get a condom, but you stopped him. “Want you in me raw today” and he groaned out loud. “Fuck baby, want to wake around with my cum? Want everyone to know you belong to me?” 

You nodded, “want everyone to know that I’m your Sir.” 

“So my baby isn’t a slut for my friends, she’s just a slut for my cock,” he said, kissing your lips again. 

He began aligning his cock with your cunt, slapping your clit a few times with his tip, trying to get you to squirm underneath him. “Please sir, I need it” you moaned, wrapping your legs around him trying to get him to put it in already.

He finally obliged, slowly putting his cock into you, inch by inch. “Fuck kitten, you are so tight, I need to fuck this cunt more often then? Get you nice and stretched out for me so I can use you anytime.” 

“Yes sir, please fuck me anytime, where ever you want, will be good for you.” 

He fucked into you like a madman as soon as you said that, his cock disappearing under your skirt and into your tight pussy was all he needed. “Fuck baby, this cunt is squeezing me so tight.” 

He could feel your cunt squeeze around him, fluttering, so he brought down his hand rubbing your clit as he sped up his place a bit. “Are you close kitten?” 

“Yes sir, need your cum, please need it in me.” Your pussy was convulsing around him and you could feel yourself reaching your peak, especially because he was hitting the spongey spot inside you. “Fuck kitten, cum for sir, cum on my cock.” 

That was all you needed to cum around him, moaning his name over and over again. That was all Minho needed to cum inside you. 

He slowly pulled out, watching your pussy dribble out the mixture of both your cum onto your skirt, ruining it. 

“Fuck baby, sorry if that was too much,” he said, trying to fix your hair a bit. You just giggled, falling back into his arms. “At least this time we won’t be too late” you giggled into his ear. He just laughed, you still in his arms, 

[kidney9-9]

Kinktober Day 3 - Bucky Barnes

Welcome to day 3 of Kinktober! I hope you enjoy, please read the warnings!

Bucky Barnes x Reader [Smut] Warnings: Smut, hand kink, fingering Word Count: 1529

“Ok, I don’t get why you’ve been avoiding me, but this stops now.” Bucky spoke up, shutting the door behind him and locking it. Your eyes widened, looking around the room and realizing no one was there. It was the private gym for the Avengers group, which you were a new addition to.

And he was right, you’ve been avoiding him like the plague.

“I don’t know what you mean.” You tried to lie, nervously taking a step back towards the wall.

Bucky rolled his eyes, “Yes, you do. Is it because I was the winter soldier? Did I do something to you or your family?” His questions made you shake your head.

“No! Nothing like that.” You responded, hoping he wasn’t offended.

“Then what? You’ve got a stick up your ass that tells you to keep away from me?” He snorted and you almost smiled at the joke, but you were too nervous about it.

“It’s uh, really nothing, Bucky.” You tried to convince him, but he obviously did not believe you.

“Just tell me or stop avoiding me. Seriously.” He groaned, pushing a hand through his hair. Your breath hitched at the sight, which he noticed instantly.

His eyes narrowed, “Is it my metal hand?” When you didn’t respond, he groaned and threw his hand up into the air.

“Of course, it is! Why did I think that the new member of the team would be accepting my hand? Fucking hell.” He cursed and rolled his eyes again.

You realized that he didn’t understand why you were affected by his hand, and you sighed, feeling even worse. You have to tell him now, or else he’ll feel so uncomfortable around you when he was being himself.

“Uh, look, it’s not that. Nothing like that at all.” You paused, glancing at the hand, then looking away a few moments later. “I have this thing… you know? It’s like I really um,” You cleared your throat, and sighed, not believing you were doing this. “I really like hands…especially yours.”

Bucky immediately stared directly at you, eyes slightly widening, “You…like hands.” He smirked, “You really like hands, huh?”

You gulped nervously, “Yes, I do. So, if you’ll excuse me.” You made your way to the door, but then he blocked you.

“Nope, you’re not allowed to leave right now.” He chuckled, standing close to you. Again, you back away slightly and look at him confused.

“What, why? I just embarrassed myself so bad!” You covered your face and groaned.

“Tell me why you like my hands. I want to know.” He looked so pleased with himself and you rolled your eyes.

“Really, man?” You let out and he nodded back to you, a laugh escaping his lips.

“Uh, they’re just really hot. I like when hands grip things because it flexes and – you know what, stop it, I’m not saying anymore.” You were more than just embarrassed now, and it was making you angry.

“C’mon, don’t be like that. And besides, I find you attractive too.” He responded, laughing at your reaction.

You blew out a sigh, “I didn’t say I was attracted to you!”

He raised an eyebrow, “Hm, you didn’t have to say, I could tell.” He took a step towards you and grinned.

You felt a bit flustered, “Are you flirting with me because you like seeing me angry? Or are you flirting with me because you want something?”

“A little bit of both.” He admitted.

“What do you want?” You grumbled out, crossing your arms as he took another step towards you, becoming very close to you. You tried to act nonchalant about it, but it was affecting you, so you took a few steps back, hitting the wall.

He grinned at you and followed you to the wall, putting his metal hand up against the wall next to your head, causing you to shudder slightly at the sight of his hand so close.

“I want you. Do you want me?” His voice was lowered.

You blinked in surprise but nodded, “Yeah I do.” You revealed.

He lowered his head to yours and captured your lips into a sweet long kiss, then it started to deepen. You kissed him back after a moment of surprise and slipped your arms up around his neck. You moaned slightly as he pressed his tongue against your bottom lip, slipping into your mouth and gliding against your tongue.

You pulled him closer against you, pressing your body up onto his, as his other hand trailed down to your hip, squeezing tightly. You moaned again at the feeling, and Bucky pulled away slightly, “Up, get up.” He told you, and you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Fuck,” You panted, starting to grind your clothed pussy against him, as he carried you across the room towards the gym mats.

He grunted as he went down on his knees, placing you on the soft mats and following you to place his body on top of yours. He pulled away from the messy kiss and pushed your shirt up roughly. You got up a bit to take your top off and Bucky threw it across the room. Instead of taking your bra off, he pulled your breasts out of the cups of your bra and pressed his mouth down onto one of your tits.

“Ah, oh my, Bucky!” You cried out as he took one of your nipples into his mouth and sucked on it, then took it between his teeth, pinching it harshly.

You pushed your body up against his, wanting to feel more of his bare skin. “Take your clothes off,” You panted, making him pull away from your breasts.

He took off his shirt and while he did that, you started to take your yoga pants. You took your panties off as well, tossing them to the side of the mats. He gazed down at you hotly, “Fuck, I should’ve asked you sooner, then we could’ve done this.”

You chuckled slightly, “Yeah, maybe in a proper bedroom.”

He shrugged, “The gym isn’t the worst place to have sex.”

He grunted as he took his pants and underwear off, revealing his hard cock. “I don’t have a condom.” He groaned.

“I can’t do this without a condom.” You responded with a frown.

“I’ll just fuck you with my fingers, you’d like that huh? Then we can head to my room for the next round and I’ll have a condom there.” He replied nonchalantly.

Your eyes widened, “Oh! Okay, yeah, that’s good.”

He placed one of his hands on your stomach, causing you to gasp. He almost chuckled at your reaction. “You really like hands.” He spoke up.

You nodded at him, “Well, that’s what a hand kink is.”

“That’s what it’s called, huh?” He chuckled. You gasped as he settled his metal hand on your inner thigh. You watched eagerly as he teased you by trailing his fingers closer and closer to your pussy. It felt cold compared to the heat radiating off your skin.

Finally, he placed his hand on your pussy. He played with the outer lips of your pussy slightly, as he reveled in the look on your face as your breathing started to speed up. He circled around your clit just very slightly with his metal thumb, making you jump.

“Oh god, Bucky!” You gasped, grinding your hips down to get more of his fingers.

He dipped one of his fingers into your pussy, stretching it out. You groaned at the feeling, “More, please.” You whimpered.

“Mm, look how well your pussy’s taking my fingers.” He chuckled, causing you to look down and moan at the sight.

It made you even wetter, looking at how he dipped another finger into your pussy as his thumb rubbed your clit in circles. His other hand went up to your tits and started to play with one of your nipples, making you shudder more.

“Bucky… I’m so close.” You warned him, your legs started to shake. His fingers were hitting your g-spot repeatedly and his thumb rubbed your clit even faster and harder.

“Good, I want you to cum on my fingers.” He grunted, and you noticed his cock was leaking pre cum. It made you gulp, ready for him in the next round he was talking about.

Just then, you felt your orgasm hit you, “Fuck, Bucky, it’s happening, I’m coming.” Your entire body was shaking and shivering as pleasure hit you intensely, pushing you further into your orgasm. He continued his actions with his hands, switching to the other nipple to play with.

You came hard on his fingers, and he groaned, feeling your come on his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of your pussy and smiled at the sight.

“Look at it, your cum on my hand. You like it, right?” He asked, chuckling as you came back. You gasped and nodded, feeling even more aroused and ready for more.

“Fuck, Bucky…” You panted. He licked his fingers cleaned and hummed at the taste, enjoying it.

“Aw, don’t look so tired already. We’re just about to head into the next round!” He chuckled.

[oomisluvr]

“We should get married.”

Japan is unusually hot this time of year, the humidity weighing heavy in your lungs. The cicadas sing their love for the warmer weather, celebrating a seemingly endless summer. 

You watch the busy intersection from Kiyoomi’s highrise balcony, idly watching the streetlights conduct the flow of traffic.

Green, green, yellow.

Yellow, green, red.

Red, red, red.

You snort, “What makes you say that?”

Kiyoomi takes a long drag from a cigarette, inhaling deeply then releasing the breath in a plume of smoke. It’s a nasty habit he picked up from watching his eldest brother, a habit he rarely lets himself indulge in due to his lifestyle.

He only does it when he’s anxious. Jittery. Nervous. He only does it when he absolutely needs to.

Lots of people think he’s a prude, a killjoy, robotic by nature. Twitter seems to consider him as barely human, but you’ve been around Kiyoomi to know his faults, his shortcomings. You’ve seen enough of him that he doesn’t have to pretend around you.

The first time he slid a cigarette between his lips, you could hardly believe it. 

Laid comfortably on expensive sheets, his hair wild from how you had been tugging on it earlier, swiping a lighter off his nightstand and pinching the cig between two fingers. You remember how he grinned at your disbelief, a handsome smile on his face at how he was able to catch you off guard, the smoke pooling above him in a wicked halo. 

It’s what people do after a good fuck, isn’t it? He had joked. Consider this a compliment.

You remember feeling special. You remember feeling exactly how you feel right now.

“You make me happy, and I think I make you happy, too.” You watch the smoke dissipate into nothing, remnants swept away by a warm summer breeze. The cicadas grow quiet, muffled by the sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

You shift your attention from the sky overhead to the spiker. You find he’s already looking at you.

“It just makes sense.” He says.

You falter, “We’re not even dating.”

“Does it matter?” His response comes quickly, “We love each other, don’t we?”

You avert your eyes from his, afraid to fall captive to his piercing stare. His hand finds yours, rubbing smooth circles against your knuckles with a calloused thumb. Kiyoomi brings your hand to his lips, laying a soft kiss to the skin there. You draw a shaky breath, inevitably melting into him when he pulls you into his side, pressing you into him completely.

You’re surrounded by his body heat, the spiker towering over you. You hate how soothing it is. You hate how well your body responds to him, your eyes snapping back to him in an instant. 

“I’ll take care of you,” His voice is hypnotic, equal parts captivating and petulant. You hate that you believe him, like always. “We’ll take care of each other. How does that sound?”

Your body betrays you. You feel yourself falling, the walls closing in until–

“Okay.”

Kiyoomi hums, taking another drag of his cigarette, and releasing the smoke into the night air. The carbon burns your eyes, and you cough at the second hand exposure. Kiyoomi’s grip on you tightens and the smoke curls around him, forming that same wicked halo floating against the edges of your memory.

You can hardly remember life before you met Kiyoomi, the memories as tangible as his cigarette smoke. Part of you thinks loving him was inevitable, inescapable. Truly, meant to be. 

You don’t care what the other part of you thinks. Or anyone else, for that matter.

You bring your eyes back to the city below you, watching the streetlights flash and flicker and change.

Green, yellow, yellow.

Yellow, red, red.

Red, red, red.

hehehe i wanted to write something romantic but also left a sick feeling in your tummy. is it toxic obsession or is he just a freak in love? up 2 u baby its whatever you want it to be but lmk if this is too creepy!! so i can tag it as nfsw so it can go with my darker content!! ok bye love as always, niko ♡

[nyctophiliq]

𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 — ellie williams

— “glance at the thought i want you.”

synopsis — ellie has a new thing she wants to try out with you or scissoring with ellie! content warning/s — female reader, nsfw content, scissoring, kissing, praising, inexperienced! ellie

a/n — these finals are having me stress over every breath i take, so i am taking away ellie’s rn, enjoy :)

“SO WEAK WHEN YOU MOVE LIKE THAT.”

ellie’s body was sprawled across the bed like a work of art, her perky tits bounced softly as you rolled softly as you rolled your hips against hers. light gasps came from her lips as your clits met, grinding together slowly. your mouth waters at the sight of her under you and your animalistic fantasies of absolutely devouring her right here never were hard to contain.

there have been talks between the two of you, maybe more like ellie threw up the idea of scissoring and you almost choked on your spit as she bluntly voiced her demands. when you could talk instead of falling in and out of consciousness you agreed that you can try and fill the blanks in for her fantasy.

of course, you accepted, why wouldn’t you? she was all over you the second time she asked, kissing and biting your exposed skin while attacking you with her questions.

“are you doing ok?” you ask, reaching a hand down to caress her face. it was hot, almost fooling you that she was riding a high fever and her cheeks were red like cartoon dynamites, ready to blow any second.

she nods quickly, biting her lower lips to suppress a moan. ellie would hate to admit it out loud how much she is enjoying herself in this position and the delicious stimulation on her clit. she didn’t think this kind of standing could be as satisfying as having your tongue please her and she is seriously considering changing her favorite stimulation.

“f-faster…” she mumbles, her thighs trembling already. her heart was racing and she swore it would jump out of any second with the way you moved your hips against hers.

“you are so good ells, such a pretty messy pussy you have for me,” you exclaim with a high-pitched moan following your statement. you pull her thighs closer to you and quicken your pace as more praise falls from your mouth.

ellie’s eyes close as she soaks up your words, whimpering softly. her body trembles and her walls clench around nothing as her high nears and she finds it embarrassing.

“m’cumming- cumming!” she squeaks, her thighs trying to close as her hips spasm against yours. all her shame quickly dissolves, her mind only able to concentrate on the spine-arching pleasure her body is being wrecked by. she saw stars, shining brightly and blinding her as her orgasm eat her whole.

you gave her a few rushed nods, not being able to form words as you too were nearing the edge. you can feel the small, unfortunate space between the two of you get even more slippery than before, the wet sounds of your pussy lips getting louder.

ellie was just coming, her pupils were blown like she was high on drugs, and her brain was gushing out of her ears. you followed her soon, your head falling forward and your hands slipping between the two of you. the pressure in your stomach was unbearable and the release your fingers provided was heavenly.

you choke on the air in your lungs before collapsing down next to ellie. your hand tries to find hers, fingers lacing together and bringing them up to your lips to place a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

“can we try this, sometime again…” she started, a too quickly taken breath stuck in ehr throat forming a bubble. “soon?” you muttered a quiet ‘yes’ while your other hand was looking for the blanket to pull over the both of you.

ellie rolled onto her side, her eyes searching for yours as her free hand came to push the stuck strains of hair out of her face. her expressions might not have been too telling as in the dim lights it looked as if she was quickly back to a blank look but no. from a closer angle like yours with her lips slightly ajar, the warmth radiating from her hot cheeks and the thin sheen of sweat covering her naked body there was no inquiry she had enjoyed herself.

[cyberbugg]

miguel deffffffff kisses your tummy n thighs before he goes down on you like?? he likes getting you riled up before he gives you the best head of your life 🤭

🤯 ok but i would literally evaporate on the spot

if you’d like to request sumthing, my rules are here!!

wc - 773

contains - fem reader, chubby!reader, soft miguel, oral (fem receiving), use of mami/mamita (idk i just feel like he likes using that petname), tiny little bit of spanish but please correct me if i butcher anything!!!!

“hold still, baby.“

you squirmed beneath him, feeling like your skin was on fire despite the cool silky sheets you were laying on because he just wouldn’t touch you. “migs, please.” you whined, looking up at him with those big teary eyes.

“please what, mami? use your words.” he had that stupid smirk on his face while he held your thighs apart with his large hands, his left thumb rubbing circles into the flesh. you could do nothing but watch as his eyes wandered over your bare form, stopping to stare at your soaked cunt spread open just for him.

“just- just touch me already.” he lets out a chuckle at that, like it was a joke.

“am i not touching you right now?”

you feel the hot tears cascade down your cheeks, his teasing starting to upset you. it was always fun when he did this any other time, but today you just couldn’t handle it. you had a rough day, and needed him to make you cum already!

“aw, baby don’t cry.” he cooed, leaning down to press his plush lips against your inner thigh, his hand inching closer to your core. “tell me how much you want it.” you reached down to curl your fingers in his hair desperately as he moved to kiss the soft skin of your tummy, looking up at you expectantly with half-lidded eyes.

arching your back slightly, you flutter your lashes at him. “please miggy.. need you. need your fingers, mouth, anythin’- please!” you babble, hands grasping at his hair, shoulders, begging to to get him to just do something.

miguel’s smirk widens at your pathetic pleas, his pupils blown wide as he stares up at you. he seems satisfied by your response and hums approvingly, his fingers tapping your thighs to spread them wider. you obey immediately, your chest heaving as you watch him spit on your pussy. the action makes you gasp softly, and you buck your hips upwards desperately.

“fucking hell, sit still.” he says firmly before gripping your hip with one hand, keeping you in place. licking his lips, he leans down to open-mouth kiss your swollen clit, your juices smearing across his lips. “so sweet baby.” he mutters with a soft groan before sucking on it gently, his free hand moving to rub his thumb across your wet slit.

“more please, miguel-“ you say with a breathy sigh. he glances up at you for a moment before pushing a finger into you, curling it against that spongy spot on your walls just the way you like. you keen, tugging on his hair as pleasure zips through your body. “f-fuck miggy just like that.” you can feel the smirk on his face from the praise as he pushes another finger into your sopping cunt.

“mhm baby, ¿así?” he mumbles against your core, the vibrations making your thighs tremble. you nod fervently, your head starting to feel fuzzy as he moved his fingers faster. it’s too much, but not enough at the same time. “c-cum, wanna cum- please-“ you emphasize your words by pulling on his hair a bit harder, and he pulls away, withdrawing his fingers from your pussy.

you begin to whine in protest but he quickly shuts you up by pressing his thumb to your clit, rubbing tight circles against the swollen nub. “c’mon hun, you gonna fuckin’ cum for me?” he says before leaning back down to lap at your pussy, all the while stimulating your clit. your eyes roll back into your head at his words because fuck his voice sexy when he talks like that.

all he can hear is the strings of ‘yesyesyes’ and his name falling from your lips. your thighs press at the sides of his head when you let out a choked whine, so fucking close to cumming. “p-please migs- g’nna cum, make me fuckin’ cum!” you squeal, the hand gripping your thigh squeezing affectionately.

it only takes one, two, three more strokes of your clit and you’re falling apart, your mouth opened in a silent scream as his tongue and fingers carry you through your orgasm, leaving you a panting mess before him.

you feel a tap against your thigh after a few moments of catching your breath, looking down to see his head still trapped between your thighs. with a quick apology you release him, running your fingers through his hair to scratch at his scalp with affection.

“enjoy yourself mamita?” he asks teasingly, adjusting so he can rest his chin on your tummy whilst rubbing circles into the flesh of your hips with his thumbs. letting out a content sigh, you nod, throwing your head back in exhaustion. “mhmm.. thank you papí.” you say softly before closing your eyes, the room falling into a comfortable silence before you hear his deep, husky voice once more.

“i never said i was finished with you cariño.”

[callsign-dexter]

Flu Season

Summary: Flu season hits the Bradford residence.

Pairings: Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: sickness, vomit

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter

Masterlist

Banner done by @callsigns-haze

The flu had been going around Y/N's school and she was fortunate not to get it until late last night. When she got sick it was bad, she did have a good immune system but for some reason, she just got violently sick when a bug or the flu hit her.

It was around 3 AM when the pain and shivering started. Her stomach hurt so much that it woke her up. She knew she needed to go and get her dad or wake him up somehow but the thought of her moving herself just made her shake and tense up. She laid there for a few minutes until she finally decided to get up. When she pushed the covers everything started to ache. Just moving made her feel nauseous but she needed to push through and get to her dad. She took a few breaths and slowly sat up and her world began to spin. After a few minutes of sitting there, it stopped and she started her journey again. When she stood up on the floor her legs started to shake like a newborn foal using its legs for the first time. She slowly but surely made her way to her dad's bedroom using the wall as support. When she got there the door was open, thankfully, and she walked in, her breathing was labored if she didn't sit down soon she would surely pass out. Tim was sprawled out on the right side of the bed meaning the left side was open. Y/N crawled into the vacant spot and curled into him shaking.

It took Tim a good minute to feel the extra warmth and when he did that woke him up instantly. He opened his eyes to find his daughter curled up to him and grew confused. "Baby Girl, what's wrong?" He asked and at first, she didn't answer she was just shaking. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her forehead and felt it was burning up. "You're burning up." He said and she nodded having registered his voice.

"I don't feel good." She said and he could hear the scratchy voice and then it was followed by a cough. He rubbed her back which soothed her. "I think I'm gonna be sick." She said looking at him with wide eyes and immediately Tim jumped into dad mode. He jumped up and then scooped his 7-year-old up took her to his conjoined bathroom and sat her down just in time for her to expel whatever she ate for supper the night before.

"Just let it all out. It's ok. You'll feel better afterward." He told her as she finished and left her dry heaving. Once she was done she collapsed into her father's chest as silent hot tears raced down her cheeks. "Feel better?" He asked and she nodded her head and then turned in his arms and cuddled into him. He reached up and flushed the toilet. "Wanna try to get some more sleep or drink something?" He asked.

"Sleep." She said and he nodded and stood up with her in his arms. "Wanna sleep with you daddy." She said and he nodded as he walked to his bed and laid her in it.

"I'll be right back." He said and she nodded. Tim walked into the kitchen to grab a bucket and headed back to his bedroom. Y/N watched his every move when he got back. "If you feel like getting sick then do so in this bucket." He said and she nodded and he sat it down on the floor beside her side of the bed. She was out like a light in an instant. Tim debated going back to sleep or just lay there with her. He went with the second option and slipped into bed on his side and sat against the headboard and turned on the TV with the volume low. After 30 minutes of nothing on he found himself drifting off.

Tim wasn't a heavy sleeper to begin with and when it came to Y/N he pretty much had trained his body to listen for her. He started this when she was just a baby and Isabel was gone a lot. They both got a restless 3 hours of sleep before he woke to the sound of her throwing up. He had at some point cuddled up with her and she was just shivering in his arms despite her being hot to the touch. He was quick to sit up and rub her back "You're ok. Let it all out." He said and his heart broke when she started to cry and dry heave. After a good 2 minutes, she stopped and flopped back into the bed exhausted. He looked over at the clock and saw that it was 6 AM. He was already awake and this was his normal time to be up. When he looked back over to his daughter she was fast asleep. He carefully got out and started his routine of getting ready for the day and he needed to call into work and her school as well as make her a doctor's appointment. When he finished he sent a text to Marina to let her know what was going on.

Tim: Hey, Y/N is sick, I'm thinking it's the flu. I'm going to try and get her a doctor's appointment soon. I don't want you sick so I'll be staying with her. I'll let you know what's going on.

In an instant he got a text back.

Marina: Oh no! Poor baby! Yes just let me know what is going on and let me know when you need me. If there is anything you need me to do let me know. I hope she feels better!

He went and checked on her and she was sound to sleep curled up near the edge of the bed. He noticed that the bucket was a little bit fuller than the time he got up and he sighed, he hated it when she was sick. He walked out and back into the kitchen to pour some coffee and call the doctor's office. It rang twice before they answered

"Thank you for calling Clearview Family Physicians. My name is Emma. How may I help you?" She asked

"Hi, my name is Tim Bradford and I'm calling on behalf of Y/N Bradford. She started throwing up at 3 AM and twice more around 6 AM and 6:30 AM. She is also hot to the touch. I know there is the flu going around but I just want to make sure that's what it is." Tim said

"I'm sorry that she's feeling under the weather. We'll certainly get her in and looked at. I have a 10 AM this morning." Emma said and Tim smiled.

"That would be perfect." He said

"Alright. I have her down for 10. We'll see you then." She said

"Thank you." Tim replied back.

"You're welcome." She said and then they hung up.

Tim looked at his phone it was only 7 AM. He figured he would let her sleep in for a little bit before trying to get her to eat or drink something. He needed to call the school next and figured they had enough time to get in and open it. He dialed their number and almost instantly they answered after he pressed call.

"Thank you for calling Clear Creek Elementary School. I'm Brenda. How may I help you?" Brenda asked

"My name is Tim Bradford and I'm calling to let you know that Y/N will not be in school today. She's come down sick." Tim said

"Oh dear. I hope she gets better soon. I'll mark her as absent." Brenda said with so much care in her voice.

"Thank you. We'll let you know what happens and when she'll be back." Tim said with a smile and taking a sip of coffee.

"Sounds great. Thank you for calling. Hope to see her soon." Brenda replied and then they both hung up.

Tim looked down at his watch it was only 8 AM. He had one more call to make but first, he needed to check on Y/N. He sat his coffee down and headed to his bedroom but when he heard the sound of vomiting he rushed to his room and was quick to his daughter’s side. "Shhhh, it's ok baby. Let it all out." He said he was amazed that she had so much left in her. When she was done she caught her breath and looked up at him with unshed tears in her eyes.

"I don't like this." She said and Tim's heart broke.

"I know. But I got you a doctor's appointment at 10 AM and you won't be going to school." He said and she nodded top exhausted and that made him frown. He could see the fight wasn't there and her eyes weren't as bright. "Go back to sleep. I'll wake you up when it gets closer to leaving. You can sleep in the car too." He said and she nodded and laid down and was out like a light. He sighed and stayed there making sure she was asleep before he got up and took the bucket to empty it and then set it down again. As he was checking on her one last time he bent down to kiss her head and felt she was burning up and then how congested she was and then she let out a cough and that made him frown. All those were new symptoms. He got up and saw that the clock only read 8:16 AM he sighed and left the room while digging his phone out and went to Grey's number and hit the contact and it rang for a minute until he picked it up.

"Officer Bradford. What pleasure do I have for you to call?" Grey asked and you could hear the chuckle in his voice.

"Hey, Y/N is sick and I'm gonna need to stay home with her. She tends to cling to me when she's sick." Tim said

"She always has, ever since she was a baby." Grey said with a chuckle. "You take all the time you need and let us know if you need something. I know everyone around here would love to help out. If you need Luna for something just let her know, she would drop everything for that little girl." Grey said and Tim smiled and it was true. When his daughter met Luna it was an instant attachment.

"Thank you, Sir." Tim said "I'll let you know if there is anything." He added.

"Good. Now go and take care of that sweet baby girl. We have it handled over here." Grey said

"I'll keep you updated. I got her an appointment at 10 AM." He said

"Good. Talk to you later and keep us updated." Grey said

"I will." Tim replied and then hung up.

Tim sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't like taking off but when his daughter was this sick he would do anything for her.

When Isabel was around she never took care of Y/N when she was sick all that responsibility fell on Tim and this caused several fights. Then again fights happened because she wasn't around to take care of their daughter. It frustrated him to no end. Yes, she was in her life for 6 years but she was just there she wasn't an active parent and when Y/N tried to be interactive with Isabel she would just shoot her down and send her off to go and find Tim. Tim had watched it happen and watched her face fall and her world shatter a little bit more each time, then she would come over to Tim and he would help her or look at what she did and when Y/N wasn't looking he would just glare at his wife who wasn't even paying attention. She was always too invested in work and going undercover. Tim sighed angrily thinking about all the times he wished he had Isabel's help but she just simply abandoned them.

He looked down at his watch for what seemed like the millionth time that morning and saw that it was 9:20 AM. The doctor's office wasn't that far but he liked being early and he needed to get Y/N up and somewhat dressed. "Alright sweet girl, up we go." He said and lifted her up and that woke her up.

"Daddy?" She asked groggily.

"Hey, Baby Girl. We need to get your teeth brushed and then head to the doctor." He said and she nodded and laid on her head on his shoulder.

"My throat hurts." She said and he nodded as he walked to the bathroom and had her brush her teeth and then he let her throw one of his sweatshirts on and he grabbed her bucket and they were out the door and into the truck. She was so congested and she was coughing nonstop. She was also starting to shiver despite her being in her dad's hoodie. She had fallen asleep on the drive over. He parked in the closest spot he could find to the door and killed the engine and then got out and then got her out she was still asleep as he carried her into the doctor's office. He smiled at the receptionist and with practiced ease he held her and signed her in and then went and sat down with her in his arms as she slept. 10 minutes later and her name was being called.

"Y/N Bradford." The nurse said and he was standing up with her and walking through the door. The jostling around made her wake. "Hey, Sweetie." The nurse said and smiled and Y/N just coughed and snuggled into her father and that made her smiled. "I'm gonna take your temperature, blood pressure, pulse, height and weight." She said and Y/N nodded. Tim put her on the ground and she got her weight and height taken and she just shook like a leaf once those two things were done she was allowed to get back on her dad's lap and she gladly did so. Her temperature was taken and when it beeped the nurse took it out of her mouth "102. She does have a fever." She said and Tim nodded the last two things were taken and then they were taken to a room. Y/N coughed and sniffled and Tim just held her closer.

A few minutes later Dr. Spring walked in and smiled sadly at the sight of the little girl. "Good morning." He said and Tim smiled.

"Good morning." He replied back.

"It says here that she might have the flu. and it looks like she has a fever. Is there anything else?" Dr. Spring asked and Tim nodded.

"She also told me that her throat hurts after I got off the phone with the receptionist and she has started to cough and sound congested. She also started to shiver and when asked to stand to take her weight and height she was just shaking." Tim said and Dr. Spring nodded adding it into the notes.

"I want to run some tests." He said and Tim nodded and slowly began to wake his daughter up and she groggily woke up and the doctor introduced himself and explained everything but she didn't say anything. Her eyes weren't as bright as they had been before she was sick. "Nurse Glass will be in here soon to run the tests." He said and then walked out of the room.

5 minutes later Nurse Glass was walking in and began taking the samples for the tests that Dr. Spring ordered. The flu one went up her nose and she hated that and she started to cry but Tim just held her tighter and when she tried to turn her head she was met with his chest. The other was for strep and that had to be done by swabbing the back of the throat and she reluctantly opened her mouth and when the sample was gotten she started to gag and the nurse was quick to grab a bucket and Y/N threw up. After she was done the nurse threw it away and then walked out.

A few minutes later the doctor was walking back in "It looks like she has the flu, strep, and a sinus infection." He said "I'm gonna get her started on some antibiotics." He said and Tim nodded and then they were free to leave. He carried her out and she was out like a light on his shoulder. He said bye to the receptionist and he was heading to the pharmacy to pick up her meds. Once they were picked up they were heading home and he was parking in the driveway and walking into the house with her. He laid her on the couch and let her sleep.

Tim got her medicine out and read the directions and got some Gatorade out that he had for when he worked out. He walked over to her and woke her up and had her take her medicine and of course she protested but he was quick to let her wash it down with the Gatorade and then she was out like a light again with the TV on low. He made himself busy around the house while still checking on her. "Daddy?" She called out and he was rushing to her from the laundry room.

"Yes, Baby Girl?" Tim asked

"I'm hungry." She said and that made him smile because that was a good sign.

"You wanna try to eat some crackers?" He asked and she nodded. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed them and then headed back. He sat down and opened them and gave her the package and she began to eat slowly. She was keeping them down and the was great. He also had grabbed the thermometer and he checked her temperature and it read about the same. He watched her eyes droop and then she was back to sleep snuggling into her father. He let everyone know what was going on.

This had gone on for serval days and on the 4th day her fever broke and she was back to playing a little bit. She was still congested but her throat didn't hurt anymore and she was still coughing. Her eyes were starting to brighten back up and that made Tim smile.

On the 7th day she was back to her old self and the antibiotics were done and she was no longer congested and her eyes were bright. It was a Wednesday so she was cleared to go back to school with her doctor's note. He watched her skip off into the school and he smiled he was so happy to have his little girl back. Once she was safe inside he started his drive to work, he hated taking time off but if it was to take of his little girl then so be it. When he arrived he was asked how she was and he smiled and told them that she was better and that she went back to school and was back to her old self. Everyone was happy about that now she could get back to her shenanigans, like scaring the living daylights out of Officer Smitty and conning him into doing stuff because he was slightly terrified of her.

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[sturncrazy]

LIFE OF THE PARTY PRT 2 🔥ish

- Chris Sturniolo x y/n (fem)

- KINDA smutty 16+

- warnings: uhh making out heavily and a little rough. and some touching whatnot. oh also language.

- authors note: this one’s a tad smut, so if that’s not your vibe, don’t read it. AH OK nervous to post this one but here!

- word count: 1,516 w

summary: you and chris, your least favorite person ever, end up getting sent to 7 minutes in heaven after the game of spin the bottle does not go in your favor…but things between the two of you escalate.

oh and here’s part one of u didn’t read

and part three for when ur done!

You moved in and the door was immediately slammed behind you by another player.

“OKAY YOU TWO 7 minutes starts now…don’t do anything stupid” they chuckled

You stood shoulder to shoulder with chris, both of your backs against the wall, completely unsure of what to do. The room was dark except for the small sliver of light pouring in through the crack in the door. You stole a glance at Chris and could only barely make out his features in the darkness. The silence became too much for you so you cleared your throat hoping any sound would be enough to inspire at least something.

“D’worry.” Chris started, still not looking in your direction. “I’m not actually excepting anything to happen in here.”

“Oh…okay. yeah no me too” you fibbed wiping your sweating palms on your skirt. guess it really was just you who’d read something into that last kiss. stupid. there was another silent pause before he muttered.

“I knew you’d be scared shitless of 7 minutes in heaven anyways”

“what’d you say?”

“nothing…just that i knew you’d never actually do this sorta thing when people weren’t watching you….judging you. not capable of having fun, remember?” He said sarcastically actually looking at you for the first time

“seemed like you were having fun during that last kiss” you taunted with a sudden flood of guts

“Wha—well—guess i’m just a good kisser” he fumbled. had you actually managed to to make chris nervous?

“yeah sure that’s what it was” you mocked

“we’ll i’m sorry a little spin the bottle make out was too hot and heavy for you to handle. pardon me, miss vanilla…probably saving yourself for marriage or some shit”

“vanilla? please you wouldn’t even be able to handle me if you tried” you snapped, immediately being shocked by your own words. The tension in the room was electric. You could hear Chris’s breathing sharpen as he processed your statement. He swallowed loudly in a moment of quiet before responding.

“you’re wrong.” he said flatly.

“huh?” you mumbled, still mulling over your own statement from earlier.

“i said, you’re wrong. I could handle you”

you felt your mouth go dry and you heart start racing as you turned to look at him in the barely there light. he wet his lips with his tongue before chewing on his lower lip as he continued to stare at the floor, his chest rising and falling quickly. your mind was speeding, but one thing was clear. you wanted him. badly. maybe even needed him. and this was the only chance you might get.

“prove it” you challenged staring at him. he turned to look at you finally, his eyes wide. his mouth dropped open slightly looking for something to say, but apparently coming up short. you reveled in this new found sense of power. you had him in the palm of your hand.

“I said, prove it” you stated again, calmly.

Chris’s eyes searched yours for a second desperately before you grabbed a fistful of his shirt fabric and pulled him in to you. your lips smashed together in a passionate kiss before pulling apart, stopping with your faces inches apart from each other, breathing heavily. you waited wanting to give him the next move. he didn’t disappoint. he pushed his lips back against yours and slammed your body up against the other side of the wall, grabbing at your waist hungrily. You were taken aback by this sudden aggressive side of him. It was hot to feel how needy he suddenly was for you. You let in a sharp inhale at the feeling of him lightly biting down and pulling at your bottom lip, giving him a chance to slip his tongue into your open mouth. one of his cold hands slid up higher to the space of your waist between your skirt and top to the exposed part of your skin, gripping at your warm flesh sending shivers down your spine. as the other held the side of your face and neck in place all the while exploring your mouth with his tongue.

You ran your hands up his chest and around his neck to the back of his hair. You felt his breathing unsteady at the new sensation, which made you wrap your fingers through the locks of his hair and pull slightly. He let out a small groan into your mouth that made you feel heat start to form between your legs. But you couldn’t let him know what he was doing to you just yet. you pulled away from his lips just enough to whisper to him

“still no fun, chris?”

“Shut up and keep kissing me” he growled back. you obliged immediately, latching back onto his lips. he ran a hand down past your skirt to your thigh, gripping it tightly. It sent fireworks through your body and you let out a small pathetic whimper. he chuckled at this a little before pushing your hair behind your shoulder with his other hand, giving him access to your neck. he squeezed your thigh so tight it stung as he moved his mouth to your neck. He left sloppy wet kisses all over the most sensitive parts of your vulnerable skin making you moan again and pull at his hair, impossibly trying to bring him closer to your body. hearing your apparent enthusiasm only made chris want more and he began to bite and suck just above your collarbone.

This was too much for you to handle and the space between your legs cried for some sort of friction to ease your desperation. you rolled your hips forward, the one leg still in his grip now slightly wrapped around him, bringing your lower halves slack together and pushed against him harshly. you felt chris’s body shudder against you and the hot air of him gasping against your neck.

“fuck. don’t do that” He said freezing against your skin, not moving.

“what?” you breathed out, still focused on mainly trying to satisfy your own torturous build up, pushing up slightly against him again.

He sucked through his teeth hissing at your movement before shooting up to face you, grabbing your jaw.

“I said. Don’t fucking do that again” he repeated looking distressed. you felt a smirk start to creep across your face as you realized the effect you were having on him.

“Chris don’t tell me just a little kissing got you all hot and bothered” you taunted not breaking eye contact

“fuck you y/n” he said not moving. you slowly leaned back in to kiss him gently, your hips now against the wall a safe gap between the two of you. He kissed you back, seemingly falling for your sudden act of innocence. you started to slip your hands from around his neck down his chest lowering them slowly down his stomach towards his hips. He let out a small whine. you moved one hand past his waistband and down to his clothed crotch, immediately feeling his painfully hard length pressing against his jeans.

“nnggh oh god” he groaned at slight touch of your hand. you fake gasped as you teased

“chris are you hard for me already” against his lips. he let out a strained half laugh

“I hate you” he rasped

“that’s not what it feels like to me” you said softly as you started to palm him lightly through his pants.

“oh fuck” he moaned as he collapsed slightly against you, burying his head into the crook of your neck breathing heavily. His dick strained and throbbed through the layers of restricting fabric against your hand.

“ALRIGHT LAST MINUTE GUYS” a voice shouted from outside the door, reality checking you. You began to pull your hand away and chris latched his onto your wrist.

“don’t stop y/n” he snarled. you made a fake yawn sound planning it painfully cool as you teased him yet again.

“sorryyy times up chris. guess you couldn’t handle it” you said pushing him off of you and toying with a bracelet on your wrist. without warning he grabbed your wrists swiftly with one hand, slamming your hands above your head and kissed you heavily again. he pulled back still restraining you

“oh i can handle you any day, baby” he said before moving his free hand up the inner part of one of your thigh. he stared into your eyes and he slowly slid his fingers up higher to your desperate heat. Finally he reached the thin lacey fabric of your thong covering you. you pathetically moaned again, finally being touched where your body was screaming with need. he rubbed gently against your hardly covered folds. and let out a chuckle.

“fucking soaked for me already and i didn’t even have to do anything”

“sh-shut up chris” you struggled to get out. he let out a small laugh again.

“please if i had you in here for just a little while longer i’d have you screaming my name in minutes” he said before pulling off you just in time for the door to swing open.

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uhhh so what we thinking….actual smut part three?

[theostrophywife]

Ok, so this is definitely a NSFW thought, but I just imagine this with Az and holy moly 🥵

on the edge.

author’s note: goddamn edging azriel is such a hot concept. i hope i did it justice. warning: smut under the cut.

The shadowsinger can’t stop shaking.

His breaths are coming out in low, strangled pants as you slowly lower yourself onto his cock. It had been an hour of nothing but this torturous teasing, sixty minutes of you grinding down in a languid pace, letting his cock slip in and out of your pussy, stopping at the midpoint before starting the sadistic routine all over again.

Azriel wanted nothing more than to hold you down, fully sheathe himself within your silky walls, and fuck you into the mattress until you were hoarse from screaming in pleasure.

But he couldn’t.

He didn’t have permission to fuck you.

He didn’t have permission to make you cum.

You were clear on the rules. Tonight, you were in charge. Azriel could do nothing but let you use him as your own personal fuck toy. Over and over again, you brought him to the edge only to pull back once his orgasm was so close he could taste it.

Even now as you raked your nails against his tattooed chest, using his shoulders to give you the proper leverage to grind into him, Azriel couldn’t stop trembling. His legs are shaking as you ride him and he’s so overstimulated, the tip of his cock throbbing from the multiple orgasms that you’d denied.

Azriel squeezed his eyes shut as you grabbed his shaft, rubbing your soaking wet folds along the underside of his cock. You moaned as the throbbing vein rubbed deliciously against your clit and you rolled your hips into him, letting the friction build your pleasure.

Your mate trembled from the effort it took to keep himself from cumming. His wings unfurled as a sob racked through his body, a single tear falling down his cheek as the absence of your sweet pussy tore him away from an orgasm once more. He feels so overwhelmed, so conflicted between pushing you away to stop the sensation and cuddling into you for support. Azriel’s hands hovered on your hips, his head falling slack against your shoulder as he cried.

You swiped at his tears with your thumb and kissed the spot where they fell. “Poor baby,” you cooed, running your hands through his soft raven locks. “You’re doing so well, my love. Gonna give you what you want, okay baby?”

Azriel looked up at you, his hazel eyes pleading. “P-please,” he breathed. “Please. I need you, mommy.”

“I know, baby.” You kissed him softly and he sighed in relief as you shifted in his lap. Azriel let out a sharp gasp as you finally sank all the way down, taking all of him in. He could have cried with relief at how your walls hugged around his cock, snug and tight and secure just like it should be. “You’ve been such a good boy for mommy, haven’t you?”

Azriel sniffled, nodding. The praise felt like a beam of light in the hazy fog. “I think you deserve a reward, Azzie. Do you want me to keep riding you or do you want to fuck me?”

His voice was barely a rasp. “I want to fuck you. Please.”

You flipped over and pulled him on top of you. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pushed him further in, groaning as he stretched your walls.

“Come fuck me then, baby.”

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

Yandere Coworker (Part6)

Tw: a little sickness, Cyprus patting you on the butt non consensually super short chapter, tw afab reader

like idk guys its so hard for me to brainrot for Cyprus i don't like him and i rarely get asks that would leave long analyses and theories for Yves, so he's not a fun guy to work with

but anyways here u go a more softer side (i guess)

masterlists, part 1, part 7

He grinned. "I knew you'd come around."

Cyprus straightened his posture. He kept your ID away and left the scene.

The day went by smoothly after that.

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Two minutes before lunch, you made a beeline to the toilets. You locked yourself in a stall and planned to stay there until that dreadful hour is up. Cyprus obviously can't enter the women's restroom, he would risk his job.

Actually, you hope he did. HR has grounds to fire him, or at least reprimand that man.

Half an hour in, you received a text from Cyprus.

"Wtf is taking you so long"

"you ok?"

You replied, deciding to use a fake stomachache as an excuse.

You thought he gave up and left you alone for now. You nervously kept glancing at the clock in your phone, it ticks by slowly as you worry about what he would do.

As you breathe slowly and jump every time someone opens the door to use the bathroom, you fidgeted with the hem of your blouse nervously. Time ticks by and before you know it, lunch is over for you.

You let out a sigh of relief. Finally, one hour without that fucking creep. You exit your bathroom stall, wash your hands, dry them, and get out of the toilet.

You only had one foot out of the women's restroom before that deep vibrating voice of his reached your ears and made you jolt.

"You okay, babygirl?"

You whisked your head to the side to see him leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed and a look of genuine concern on his handsome face.

You stammered, yes. You would like to get back to work now.

He didn't stop you from scurrying away to your seat. Not like he could do anything now, his lunch is over too. So he has to get back to work or he faces the risk of getting called to HR.

You immersed yourself in work, tapping away and tuning out all surrounding noises. To you, minutes or hours felt the same. You don't know how long you've been working since you got out of the restroom, but you're sure it's been a while. The gears in your head are churning non-stop to try and figure out a plan to get away from Cyprus. Or get him fired so you can work in peace.

"Princess."

You craned your neck up only to be kissed on the forehead. Cyprus set something down on your desk. You turned your focus to the object he placed in front of you.

"For your stomach." It's a steaming hot cup of green tea. He must have prepared it earlier in the kitchen. You picked it up and muttered a thanks to him.

"I don't think you ate anything today. Here." He opened a packet of bland crackers, which you recognized was from the vending machine. Cyprus placed it near you.

You said you appreciate it, but he needs to get back to work before Jane yells at him. He scoffed at the mention of her name.

"She can't do crap to us. If she's giving you a hard time, tell me." He ruffled your hair as he walked back to his cubicle.

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You're now genuinely feeling sick in the stomach as Cyprus carries your suitcase for you to his car. Your coworkers said bye to the two of you as they got into their respective vehicles too, but you knew behind those friendly grins was the intent to gossip.

You went to the passenger's side, not realizing that Cyprus was noticing how you were looking a little green in the face.

You buckled your belt up and so did he after shutting the door and igniting the engine.

You flinched when he brought a hand to your face, but he did or said nothing except to touch your cheek with the back of his palm. It then slid down to your neck, and back up to your forehead. You were too tired and frazzled to ask him what he was doing. All you did was to stay still.

He let out a sigh before retracting his digits and placing them firmly on the steering wheel.

Cyprus drove in silence, periodically looking at the rearview and side mirror to check the position of his car relative to the road. You're surprised that he wasn't in a chatty mood today, not interested in teasing you or extracting new information about yourself. He seemed grumpy, but you don't know why, was it because you didn't join him for lunch earlier?

You decided to seal your lips in the end though, savoring this rare instance of silence, and decided to scroll through your phone instead, feeding your brain with social media junk food until it's too sick to take anymore.

Cyprus would spare some quick glances at you periodically, there was a disapproving look on his face when he realized that you have no interest in looking out of the window at all. Just on your phone screen.

He actually... pities you. He thinks you're trapped, you've been in this routine for so long because you were spineless enough to let Jane work you to the bones. The only thing that's remotely fun for you to do, that's within your time and financial budget is to surf the net. Now, you have Cyprus to keep your boss in check, you have him to pay for your exciting adventures together, and to manage your time for you, yet you're still falling into the same rut.

It takes time, as habits are hard to break. Especially bad ones such as your obsessive scrolling and his smoking. It's fine, he is willing to work with you. Cyprus thinks overcoming obstacles like these will strengthen the bond between you and him as a romantic couple.

"We're here." You were snapped out of your trance by his voice. Cyprus killed the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. You did so too and left the car, but this doesn't seem like his house. No, not at all, he brought you to a block with various businesses still operating past office hours.

You asked where he had brought you to. Cyprus ignored you and grabbed you by the arm, dragging you with him into a shop. The smell of antiseptic stung your nose upon entry and the blindingly bright lights gave away that he brought you to a clinic.

You told him that you're fine. But that made him hush you before talking to the receptionist on your behalf.

Once he's done registering for you, he turns around to look at you.

"Sit, we're gonna need to wait for a while." He leads you to the waiting chairs by the small of your back.

You said that you were fine, it was just a small stomach ache. He rolled his eyes at you and grunted, he crossed his arms and leaned back into his chair. Cyprus loosened his necktie earlier and unbuttoned the collars, giving everyone a glimpse of his sculpted chest.

Seeing that nothing was getting to him, you pulled out your phone. You failed to notice how he side-eyed you for doing so.

"What do you want for dinner, princess?" He asked, frowning when you're still glued to your phone.

You said anything is fine. Which slightly infuriated him.

You exclaimed an expression of surprise when he snatched it away from your hands. He dangled the device next to his face as he adjusted his glasses.

"Christ, I really need to tape this to my head for you to look at me." He narrowed his eyes at you.

You asked if you could have it back. But all he did was switch it off and shove it into his pocket.

"You're addicted to this crap." He spoke, in a condescending tone and a face that suggests that you did something to offend him.

You said that you can say the same for him and smoking. But you're not controlling him or trying to get him to stop smoking his life away.

"Maybe you should. Because, Hell, I'm not letting you scroll your life away." A teasing smirk reached his face.

You demanded his packet of cigarettes, and to your surprise, he handed it to you without a complaint. You swiped it away and hid it in your pockets too, he didn't say a word or pull a face at you. He simply crossed his arms and resumed resting in his original position.

You were upset, that you have nothing to pacify you at the moment. So you decided to be petty and proceed to break all his cigarettes, reducing them into mere leaves of tobacco and shreds of rolling paper.

He watched you wide-eyed, his mouth opened and shut, as if he was about to say something but decided against it in the end. Cyprus is having a hard time controlling his breathing and the twitches in his eyelids. You just shredded $50 worth of cigarettes.

But... it was fair. He helps you break this addiction towards this bright brick, and you break his addiction to lung cancer. Though, it doesn't hurt any less that a good pack has gone to waste.

You got up and chucked it into the trashcan nearby, marching off to sit far away from Cyprus.

He simply stood up and sat next to you. So you moved. Then he moved. You moved, he moved.

This sequence went on until your name was called by the nurse.

He gently slapped your bum as you walked to the consultation room. You whipped back and flipped him off. Cyprus simply shrugged and grinned at you.

He watched you disappear past the door frame. The nurse closed the door behind you a bit after that.

Cyprus rose from his seat and took long strides to the bin. He looked down uneasily at the desecrated carcinogenic sticks.

He sighed, taking his glasses off and massaging the bridge of his nose.

It's going to be difficult. But he's willing to work with you.

[movedtone0mile]

sleepless

bf!mark x reader

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, pwp really + prob bad English

AN: a quick thing I thought abt the other night, pending the other things I’m working on and for my exams to pass or for me to pass my exams 🤞

word count: 1.1k

you can’t sleep so you require your sleepy boyfriend’s help

Your phone on the nightstand showed 2 AM, but you were unable to fall asleep tonight. So many things were in your head. The train of your thoughts was running and showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. 

You turned for the umpteenth time to face your boyfriend, fast asleep on his side of the bed. His breathing was calm and steady, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically. Every once in a while, soft snores escaped his nostrils, and you thought it was cute. Almost cute enough for you not to wake him up. Almost. 

“Mark.” You whispered in his ear, shaking him up a little. He budged slightly. “Please baby, wake up.” 

He let out a groan, a sign that he was starting to emerge. You began to pepper kisses all over his neck and jaw, making him stir. Feeling his arms stretch around you, you looked up at him, and his eyes fluttered open. “What is it babe?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. 

“I can’t sleep…” you said, snuggling close to his body, “I just can’t stop thinking!”

“Well, think of nothing.” he spoke in a raspy voice that was oddly attractive to you. “Easier said than done. I can’t just turn off my brain!” you went on complaining. Mark sighed, “I can so why can’t you?”

“I just… need a little help you know?” you made your voice softer, and unconsciously started to rub your thighs together in anticipation. 

He looked down at you with narrowed eyes and frowned eyebrows. “You mean…?” With a nod of your head, you reached for his bulge and squeezed it, as a way to make your statement clearer. Your thigh straddled his and you whined, “Please I really need this, I tried everything else!” Turning around his head, Mark leaned into your kiss, but you could tell he didn’t have much energy. “Ok, turn around.” he asked with his voice still groggy. You happily obliged and got onto your stomach. 

When he found within himself the courage to move, Mark climbed on top of you and lazily pushed down your underwear and his. You were thankful for his sleep that had already made him hard, and a breathy moan escaped you when his length slid between your thighs and against your slit. He was basically crushing you with his weight since he was too sleepy to support himself with his arms. You didn’t mind though, the proximity was everything you needed at the moment. 

Mark moved like this between your thighs for a moment, getting you impatient. You were already wet enough, you had been thinking about it way before you brought yourself to wake him. Tapping his thigh, you brought him back to reality. “Oh yes, wait, lift your hips.” you did what he asked and he placed a pillow under you so the angle would be better. 

Then, slowly and with a deep groan, he thrusted into you. Your walls stretched around him and were sucking him in as if they never wanted to let him go. Mark let out a deep sigh in your ear and grabbed your hips for dear life. “Wait a min’, don’t move.” You whined at that, “Please, Mark.”

“No, no, don’t move yet. If you do,” another groan. “I won’t be able to last long.”

A smile drew on your face, and you stayed like this for a moment, still. You could feel Mark’s cock throbbing inside of you, and his hot breath on your neck. At some point, you decided to push yourself back onto him, you asked for sex not cockwarming. 

Mark whined at your actions and lazily moved his hips, meanwhile holding yours steady. “You couldn’t wait til’ the morning, huh?” You gripped the sheets as he was thrusting deep into you. He grumbled something about you being so needy before laying wet kisses all over your neck and shoulders. “What were you thinking about so much that you couldn’t sleep baby?” he asked in between moans. Your eyes had begun to roll to the back of your head with how good Mark was fucking you against the mattress. 

“You,” you whined, out of breath. “All I think about is you, Mark.” His breathing, as well as his hips, were speeding up, and you had to bite onto the pillow not to scream out loud so late at night. Mark sat up on his knees, his hold still strong on your hips. The new angle felt even better than before and the pillow actually did little to muffle your moans. “Say my name again.” you heard him demand. Of course, you had to oblige, it was the only thing left on your mind at the moment anyway, so you repeated it, over and over again.

Mark’s thighs tensed up against yours and he was thrusting even deeper than before, clearly chasing his own high. He was cussing uncontrollably, his movements became sharper and at last, he came inside with a deep groan. Supporting himself with his right hand on your back, he was grinding against your ass, slowly coming down from his high. “Oh, fuck. Sorry, I know this was supposed to be about you babe.” He said with his voice more acute than before. 

“´s okay” you sighed, still on edge. You were so close before Mark slowed down his movements, you knew this would not take long. Grinding back onto him, you relished in the high-pitched moans that were coming from him because of overstimulation. 

“Don’t worry baby, I got you, ok?” With that, he resumed his thrusting, and as you had predicted, it didn’t take long for the coil in your tummy to tighten again. The sounds of skin-slapping and whimpers were filling the room and your vision was blurring. It took only a few more for the coil to snap with a scream of ecstasy that Mark had to cover with his hand for the neighbours not to charge you for night disturbance. 

With your eyes closed, you embraced the wave that washed over you. Your whole body tensed up, and you had to bite on the pillow again, because Mark was still moving, besides his own sensitivity to get you there. 

When the feeling vanished and you had to catch your breaths, you and Mark laid one on top of the other, for a moment, relaxing in the heat that was radiating from each other’s body.

Peppering kisses on your neck and whispering sweet nothings to your ear, Mark stroked every part of your body he could reach in this position. “Hold on, let me get you cleaned up.”

You wanted to thank Mark for helping you out tonight, but before you could form a sentence, your eyes closed.

[mvltisstuff]

thank you so so much for doing my “begin again” request!! it was amazing!!

i’m back with another idea!

maybe a one shot where buck and reader are in a sort of friends-w-benefits and reader is spending the night at his house and buck decides to confess his love for reader while they’re asleep.

plot twist!! reader is awake (you totally saw that coming). i’ll let you decide where to go from there!! <3

once more, thank you so so so!! much in advance! <33

dancing with our hands tied - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

gif from @evanbuckleydaily

a/n: i’m so sorry for the slow requests, i started school this week but hopefully i’ll be able to write a ton on the weekends! i’m so happy you loved begin again, and i’m thrilled to be able to write this one for you <3

bucks fear of commitment clearly shined through whenever he was with y/n. they had a good thing going, nothing too emotional with amazing sex. the walls that buck had put up around himself halted y/n from going any further into his gentle heart.

all relationships he’s been in have just added another layer of heartbreak onto him. abby, ally, taylor, each of them carved their name into him and then ran with the wind. if it were y/n, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to make it out of the pit that she could leave him in.

everything about her was fully admired by buck, her luscious hair and how it felt between his fingers. her bright smile and how it shined off any surface. the feeling of her body intwined with his as he gets to have her to himself. the way her soft hands tread over his skin with such ease. there was a ticking time bomb between them, only a matter of time until buck broke into her.

it all flooded through his mind as she collapsed on top of him, coming down from her high as she pants against him. he lightly smiles, running his hands down her back and landing them on her lower spine. buck almost had a love-hate relationship with these nights. he wanted to be able to love her the way he truly wants. he gets a good orgasm out of it, but he doesn’t get the security of her afterwards. he hates feeling her warm skin against his chest while also knowing that she can’t be called his. she lay with the side of her head on him, noticing his spacey eyes and running mind.

“you ok?” she asks, almost making his chest sting with the craving of her attention.

“yeah, of course,” he turns his head and smiles at her, pushing the loose strands of hair out of her eyes. buck was so blinded by his own lust that he could barely see the mutual connection of fondness between them. he couldn’t notice the sparkle in her eyes when he touched her or even said her name. “did you want to stay here tonight? i don’t have work until later tomorrow, so maybe we could have a bit of a longer morning?” he remarks, a light smirk on his face which gets the same expression on y/n’s.

“sure,” she says, grinning. “i’m gonna go put a y-shirt on and maybe sleep for a little, if that’s ok.”

“do whatever you need, i might hop in the shower anyway.”

as she gets up and wanders to find a big shirt of bucks, he feels the hot water form in beads on his skin, relaxing his muscles. he sighs into the steamy air of the bathroom, slightly wishing that y/n could be in the shower with him, kissing every part of her body. however, she wasn’t there with him, instead in his bed close to dozing off.

he turned the shower off, trying his body and just putting on a pair of boxers. when he walked back out of the bathroom, he was shown with the gorgeous view of y/n on his bed, laying on her side with her leg bent to the side. her face was adorably crushed into the side of her (his) pillow. he stood on the side of the bed looking down on her. he dimmed the lights to hopefully make her more comfortable, and slipping the thin sheet over her legs. she only lightly shuffled under his touch, making him believe that she was already knocked out in his bed.

he lay down beside her on the bed, folding the blanket up to his hips and turning on his side. he looked at her lightly parted lips, and the even breaths she was taking in her sleep. y/n, on the other hand, was trying desperately to let sleep take over her mind, but the gentle murmurs from buck invaded her mind instead.

“god, i wish we were more than this,” he whispers, tilting his head to look at her slightly fluttering lashes, the ones he assumed were dreaming at this point. “i don’t think i could ever handle losing you, but there’s no one else i would choose to do this with. i want- i need more than your sex, i want your highs and your lows and everything you have to offer. you’re my favorite person and i don’t see that changing.”

each word echoed in y/n’s brain, trying to think of all the meanings he had being them. it was pretty clear, he seemed pretty enamored with her, but she never realized how much he needed her. she’s not used to guys wanting her for her personality or the life she can give, just her body and what she can offer to them. buck wants more, and he clearly wants to cherish that. that means more than any long night that they’ve had together.

she was almost frozen in the bed, not sure if she should move to let him know she heard him, and that she wants him as much as he wants her. he was like a deer, someone she never wanted to scare away but it could happen nonetheless, and it’s not his fault. she wants to save him from the pain he’s been through in his life, she just hopes he’ll let her.

her eyes don’t open, and she doesn’t speak a word to buck. she simply just turns her body, shuffling the blankets closer to him and leaning herself closer to his touch. her hand scours the sheets, searching for his comforting hand.

when they fingers finally meet and wrap together like a piece of a puzzle, buck knows that she heard him. and he can finally rest at night.

[midnightmoonkiss]

Consider: Kazuha as a Ghoul

// NSFW - 18+ Minors DNI (AFAB! Reader) - Modern AU

I just think Ghoul eyes are very pretty on him... <3

Nothing like having a Ghoul as a boyfriend^^ how could you ever fear him? Your sweet.. sweet boyfriend.

He thinks you smell oh-so delicious.. his own personal drug. You’re constantly making him drool.. but he easily satiates his desires with a hungry kiss that has you keening and clutching onto his sweater.

Just imagine...

Your thighs squeezing his hips as he rams his aching cock into your tight pussy - creamy ring of arousal around his dick, your juices dripping down your ass and his full balls that smack against you with each powerful thrust, smearing onto his pale thighs as he mindlessly fucks your gummy walls.

His pace was inhuman, a combination of his ghoul self and his possessive desire to fuck you so good you wouldn’t be able to have pleasurable sex with anyone else, and all you could do was cling to him as he had his way with you.

Your nails claw at his back as you find yourself slipping into white-hot oblivion, tummy burning with desire as your head goes foggy with the nerve-tingling pleasure that made you cry out his name helplessly.. Helplessly..

Fuck.. you smell so good right now, sweat clinging to your skin, the strong scent of sex in the air - swirling around Kazuha’s head - only aiding in pushing him off the deep end.

He can’t help the way his eyes change, kakugan slipping out as a deep moan slips off his drooling tongue.

Kazuha is quick to shove his head between the juncture of your neck and shoulder, slightly embarrassed about how little control he has when it comes to your sweet little pussy squeezing the life out of him.

He’s practically completely at your mercy, willing to do anything so long as you’d allow him to keep humping into you like a depraved man.

Inhaling deeply, he swears your scent alone is enough to make him cum. His tongue grossly licking at the sensitive skin, covering the area in saliva, teeth occasionally nibbling just to make you mewl.

He may be a muderous monster - but fuck, was he in heaven.

“-Zuha—!” You cry oh so sweetly for him, creaming cunt clamping down on his throbbing cock as you cum, arching your body up against his as he holds you close.

“Sweet bird, you feel so good.” He whispers hotly against your ear, eyes rolling back in his head as he fucks you through your leg-shaking orgasm, cooing at your cries.

“I’m almost there, almost there..”

“Kiss!” You beg, “Please, k-kiss.. Kazu-!”

Youre sobbing, soft hiccups bouncing around the room along with the lewd, wet slaps of skin against skin as he dragged himself to the edge with your addicting cunt.

How could he say no?

Kazuha removes his head from its safe haven in favor of having your lips against his own.

He first kisses you sweetly, a silent promise that it’s ok and you’re alright- he’s got you.

Next, he shoves his filthy tongue past your teeth, fingers nearly bruising the plush flesh at your hips as he desperately tried to taste you, tongue tracing all the sensitive spots in your mouth.

It was such a messy kiss, both your and his drool leaking out the sides of your mouth as he moaned like a slut against your tongue.

Your scent was turning him to ghoul goo.

Through teary eyes you looked up at him, his own lidded and hazy with pleasure, mind lost in space.

His eyes were always so gorgeous like this, glistening like rubies in the night sky. You never understood the fear of them.. such a beautiful sight to behold, even if they were deadly. Most beautiful things were, after all. Didn’t that just add to their ethereal beauty?

To be able to see them now.. you were blessed.

You pull away from his sugary sweet lips with a gasp, body trembling from the overstimulation,

“-Zuha..” You look up at him with glassy doe eyes, nothing but pure love and adoration.

You caress his flushed cheek as he makes the bed creak and slam against the poor wall of your shared apartment, “S-so pretty..”

You smile, innocent and sweet.

Love blossoms in his chest like sakura trees in the spring, stealing his breath away.

He breathily groans, hips stuttering as his muscles tightened, and he comes undone in your warm embrace, spilling his essence inside of you.

Truly.. you must be insane to think he looks pretty right now. But God, does he love you to the moon and back for even thinking so..

He’s entirely yours.. he’s wrapped around your tiny little finger and there’s nothing he can do to free himself from you.. not that he wants to.