#look at his kissable lips (⁠✷⁠‿⁠✷⁠)

[hvllevator]

juno [hong joshua]

MDNI, 18+

SUMMARY | one of me is cute, but two though? give it to me baby

PAIRING | nonidol/fiance!joshua x afab!reader

CONTENT | unprotected sex (pls stay safe), fingering, few degrading names, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, just smut in general lol. lowercase intended

WORDS | 2.6k

A/N | inspired by juno by sabrina carpenter, highly recommend listening to it while reading. have fun babes!

joshua was perfect. it was no surprise that when he asked you to marry him, you said yes with no hesitation. even after four years of dating, he knew how to keep you off your feet, he knew how to love you right, and he knew how to fuck you right.

even out of your past relationships, no one knew how to make you feel good as much as joshua did. which is why you couldn’t help but stare at him as he took group pictures with his friends.

you were at a bar with his friends to celebrate seungcheol’s birthday. joshua was wearing a white button-up with the sleeves tucked up to his arms, which you couldn't help but go insane at. you don't know what it is, he has looked the same as he pretty much has all the four years you have known him, but somehow he looked even hotter than you could ever imagine. before leaving the apartment, you were already in a needy mood from watching your fiance prepare for this party. he was trying on different shirts in front of you and was asking for your opinions on them, even though you’d rather he just take them off.

you were pulled out of your thoughts when you spotted joshua walking towards you with a sweet grin on his face. you reciprocated his smile, his hand reaching your waist once he was near you.

“hi, beautiful.” joshua kissed you on the forehead, which sent sparks all over your body. “enjoying yourself?” his thumb rubbed circles on your waist, a small habit he found himself doing a lot once his hands were near your body. you already were in a dizzy state from the mere sight of him, him touching you in any way made you feel like your body was on fire. maybe you were ovulating?

cheeks flushed, you hummed in response, putting your drink down on the bar and admiring his slicked-back hair with strands falling off on the side. this was one of your top five favorite looks of him. he looked so sexy tonight, even with the dim lights of the club, you could make out the way his lips looked so plump and kissable, you couldn’t wait to just kiss the fuck out of him when the two of you are finally in private.

“y/n! joshua!” a distant voice called out, leaning your head towards the voice, you saw a very drunk seungcheol making his way towards the both of you, a small gift bag in hand. Halting in front of you, a cheeky smile on his face. “here’s a little thank you for coming to my party tonight, " he said, handing you the bag, a confused look on your face, glancing over joshua, who just shrugged at you. you took the bag from his hand, peeking over the top to see the contents inside.

pink fluffy handcuffs. that’s what was inside the gift bag. you couldn’t help but laugh at the silly gift. “really, cheol?” handing joshua the bag so he could check it out for himself.

“i want all my guests to have a fun afterparty!” he said, wrapping his arms around joshua’s shoulder. as much as the gift was indeed silly, you couldn’t help but imagine joshua using them on you in bed as if you weren’t already craving for him.

joshua smirked, eyes facing you. as if he could read your mind, he leaned in your ear. “can’t wait to try them out tonight.” making your stomach flip.

-

the entire ride home, joshua was teasing the hell out of you. his hand on your thigh while the other was on the steering wheel, sliding it down dangerously near your cunt. the little shit knew what he was doing, complementing you the entire time, telling you how your ass looked great in your red dress. he even mentioned the stupid pink handcuffs, asking if you were down to use it. you were more than down, of course, it wasn’t the first time you and joshua were going to incorporate toys into your sex life. but you couldn’t wait for the ride to end because you were so fucking horny, and he was all to blame.

you barely made it past your apartment door, and your lips were already attached to your irritatingly handsome fiance. he reciprocated your hunger, his hands roaming all over your body, pushing your coat off of your shoulders before settling his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him.

“what got you so worked up, princess?” he whispered, flipping you around so your back was against the door. your hands reached up to unbutton his shirt, his head leaning down to nuzzle his face on your neck, leaving soft kisses against it. you were too embarrassed to admit that you were just adoring him and got yourself horny.

successfully unbuttoning the last button, joshua lifted his head and tapped your thighs before helping you wrap your legs around his waist. he guided you towards your shared bedroom, grabbing the small gift bag dangling from your wrist and throwing it on the bed. he gently propped you down on the edge of the bed and kneeled in front of you, eyes lustfully trained on you. you couldn’t help but bite your lip at the sight of him, his unbuttoned shirt giving you a peek of his toned chest. his hand made its way to your ankle, unclasping the lock of your heels. of course, he had to be a romantic lover. you kicked the heels off your feet, grazing his fingers on your feet, up to your thigh as he stood up. you felt a pool gather at your underwear.

“shua…” you whimpered. he shrugged his shirt off, leaving him in his black slacks. his hard cock evident against his pants. you wanted nothing more than to stuff your mouth with his thick cock.

“look at you, you’re practically drooling.” his finger hooked the strap of your dress, dragging it down your shoulder in an awfully slow manner. you glared at his pace, which he only chuckled at. “patience, princess.” your dress was now resting on your waist, boobs on full display which made joshua lick his lips. “beautiful.” he walked in between your legs, hand reaching to the nape of your neck, leaning down and pulling you into a sweet kiss. you reached up to undo the latch of his belt, excitement roaring throughout your body at the thought of finally having him after an entire day of endless torture. he pulled away from you, chuckling when you were obviously having a hard time getting rid of his damned belt, aiding you in removing the belt away from his pants.

joshua walked away from you, making you frown, but he just circled the bed to grab the gift bag that was discarded on the bed. returning to you, he sat next to you, patting his lap for you to climb into. you stood up, your dress falling to your feet, leaving you in just your lacy underwear. you sat on his lap, straddling his legs, feeling his hardened cock against your still clothed core. you whimpered at the sensation, jerking your hips forward to feel some kind of friction, making joshua tut.

“what an impatient little slut, hm? i bet you can’t wait for my cock to be stuffed in you, is that right, princess?” you couldn't care less about how pathetic you looked right now, you needed to be fucked by him badly.

“i need you so bad, shua.” you whined, placing your hands against his chest. your core practically aching with need.

“since you said it so nicely.” he supported you by your ass, flipping you around so that you were laying on the bed. he quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, sliding them off of him. his cock practically begging to come out of the restraints, which were his boxers. you bit your lip at the sight of him, wanting nothing more than to bury his cock in your mouth. his body hovered over you, climbing in between your legs, giving you a sweet kiss on the lips before his mouth trailed over to your jaw, neck, and finally, your breasts. he enclosed one of your nipples with his mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive bud while his hand kneaded your other breast, fingers toying with the nipple. you moaned at the sight of him desperately licking your breast, hand flying to grip his hair.

“fuck, baby.” you gasped as he gently used his teeth on your nipple, feeling him smile against you. pulling away, he reached for the handcuff that was inside the bag.

“hands above your head, princess,” he ordered, and you followed quickly; you absolutely loved it when joshua took command in the bedroom. he wrapped the fuzzy handcuff around both your wrists, not before leaving a gentle kiss on your hand. “tell me if it’s uncomfortable, hm?”

“shut up and fuck me already.” joshua laughed, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down your legs and discarding them somewhere in the room. he circled his fingers around your clit, which made you shiver. he lined his index finger in your entrance, sliding your wetness between your folds and up to your clit, rubbing it just enough to drive you crazy. teasing you, he lightly inserted the tip of his finger before quickly pulling out, which made you gasp. “shua, please.” you pleaded, and he finally inserted two digits in your entrance without saying anything. soft whimpers escaped your lips, as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, slightly curling it every so often.

“you like that, baby? look at you, you're a whimpering mess just because of my fingers.” his gaze on you intense, as he quickened his pace. his thumb toying with your clit as he moved his fingers inside you. your hands fell to wrap it around his neck, but he grabbed your arm and returned it above your head. “if you move, i’ll stop.” you nodded. throwing your head back and arching your back when he added another finger. he attached his lips to your breast that was in his face, lapping the nipple around his tongue which drove you over the edge.

“oh my god! that feels so good, please, baby.” jerking your hips upwards to meet his hand.

“fuck, baby, your pussy’s always so tight for me, huh?” you felt an all-familiar knot gather at your stomach, and joshua must have felt that you were close because he picked up his pace even more. “so perfect, so needy for me. how bad do you want to come, baby?” his eyes trained on you as you could barely keep yours open.

“so bad, baby, p-please let me come. I want you to fuck me already.” joshua leaned down and placed kisses on your neck, feeling your pussy clench around his fingers as he repeatedly hit the spongy part that makes you dizzy.

“you take my fingers so well, princess.” grabbing your hand, he placed it against his clothed bludge. “can’t wait to have my cock inside you. come on, baby, come for me.” that was all you needed to hear before you felt your inside explode, moaning his name as you came undone on his fingers. pulling his fingers out, he brought them to his mouth, collecting your juices with his tongue, not wasting a single drop. your body still recovering from the high you felt

when joshua was finally done, he pulled away from your body and removed his boxers. his cock springing against his stomach, all hard and spurts of pre-cum dripping from the head. he wrapped his hand around the shaft, pumping it a few times before reaching up to your wrists. he unlocked the cuffs, hands gently rubbing the skin that was in contact with it. he returned his position over your body, hands on either side of your head as he attached his lips to yours once again. feeling his cock graze your cunt.

“wanna fuck you so bad,” joshua whispered against your lips, gripping his cock with one hand as he rubbed the head against your folds. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you? you’re such a slut for my cock, huh?” he pushed his cock into you, your mouth falling open into a silent gasp at the sudden sensation. you have been waiting for him all day and now you have finally received your wish. he stops inside you for a second to let you adjust, but it doesn’t take long before he starts moving in and out of you. “so fucking tight for me.” he groaned, grabbing your legs and pushing it against your shoulder as he repeatedly rammed his cock against you.

“o-oh my god, josh.” grabbing a fistful of sheets as you felt his cock kiss your cervix from the position you were in. his every thrust left you breathless, panting his name as he quickened his pace. sweat was forming on joshua’s forehead, his free hand sneaking down to your clit, rubbing circles that made you see stars.

“i fucking love your tight pussy, baby.” crying out for him as he leaned down to kiss you while continuing his thrusts. you felt your second orgasm forming at your stomach, which caused you to bite his lip lightly. “mhm want to come inside you, baby. let me make you pregnant.” he grunted against you which made you even more wet, if that was even possible.

you moaned at the thought of joshua filling you up. you loved him, and you couldn't wait to marry him. giving him a baby was definitely one of your plans, so it did not faze you when he wanted to do just that.

“make me a mommy, shua.” you managed to let out, which made joshua smile. he pulled his cock away completely before slamming it inside you without warning, making you throw your head back.

“good girl, take my fucking cock, baby.” the pained pleasure of his cock repeatedly hitting your cervix brought tears to your eyes. it hurts so fucking good.

joshua’s eyes focused on your tits that were bouncing with every thrust of his. you looked perfect taking in his cock so well. you would look even better with his cum spilling inside your pussy.

“baby, i can’t–” you cried out, your hands gripping his shoulders. walls clenching around his cock, as your orgasm forms around your belly. he straightened his body, his hands guiding you to wrap your legs around his waist. his pace absolutely addicting as you felt his dick twitch inside you.

“fuck! baby, i'm so close.” his thrusts got sloppy as he neared his climax. you turned into putty under his grip as he fucked you through your orgasm. chanting his name as you came for the second time. seconds later, you felt his warm cum paint inside your walls. “god, i love you.” he groaned, leaning down to desperately kiss you.

after a few moments, he pulled his cock out of you, cum spilling out of you. he dragged his fingers into your entrance to push back the cum that was dripping out, which made you jump.

joshua laughed, “sorry, baby. wouldn’t want to waste a drop for mommy.” his body dropping beside you, pulling your body close to his chest. “did you mean it? do you want to start a family with me?” wrapping his fingers with yours.

“of course i do. one of me is cute, but two though? i bet we’d be even cuter.”

[nix-nihili]

"kiss me."

it's a whisper, soft and breathy, and when charles doesn't say anything at first, edwin wonders if he'd said it at all; if the words had ever made it past the terrified tightening of his throat to sit between them like a ticking time bomb.

but the arms wrapped around him, grounding and warm as the sun had been on a crisp, bright day when he could still feel anything beyond his own orbital path's personal sun, tighten, loosen, then tighten again.

finally, charles pulls back from the embrace and stares at him – catalogues him. edwin resists the urge to shrink away. this is charles after all. charles who has seen him at his very worst in Hell. charles who would burn the world before ever even thinking of hurting him. charles who he is wholly, surely, utterly, in love with.

charles who may love him back.

edwin almost expects charles to pose a question, to ask him if he's sure? as if he could ever not be sure about this.

but charles doesn't do that.

there are hands on edwin's face, cupping his jaw, his chin, his cheeks, gently, oh so gently. another arm brackets his waist, pulling him flush against charles, closer than they already were. edwin sucks in an unneeded breath, his own hands suddenly unsure of where to rest but he doesn't get a chance to properly panic because-

because-

his first kiss had left him feeling like a fish out of water; surprised and confused. all of it had happened so quickly that edwin hadn't gotten a chance to process much of it at all.

but when charles tilts his head closer, closing the gap between them with a gentle tremor in his frame that edwin mirrors, the surprise that accompanies it is for an entirely different reason.

charles kisses like he's afraid. charles kisses like it's his last. charles kisses like he's withholding.

edwin shall not have any of it.

with a crashing tidal wave of confidence, edwin reaches up to hold charles' face, one hand sinking into his curls as he deepens the kiss. there's a gasp, the hand on his waist tightening, and edwin takes advantage of the opening with fully formed intent until they're both crushed together, utterly unsure and uncaring as to where one of them begins and the other ends.

it doesn't matter. none of it matters. all that matters is the positively sinful sounds charles seems to be unknowingly making, causing edwin to sink and fall and topple into the all-encompassing pit that is charles rowland.

a tick, or two, or a hundred pass before they finally separate, panting with the force of it all.

"that was-" charles starts, then stops, gaze flitting all over edwin's face with an entirely different sort of cataloguing aim. edwin finds himself doing much the same: charles looks delightful, cheeks barely coloured crimson, curls falling out of place, and eyes wide.

his lips look thoroughly kissable, a quality edwin had not realised could be heightened and he almost pulls charles in again before charles says- swears, "I love you."

there is a place in edwin's chest that once contained his beating heart, an organ that had only found itself thrumming away thrice after his death: twice in hell and once in port townsend.

and then, here, standing across from charles, does edwin find his heart restarting to the sound of those words. the three words that leave him reeling far more than the kiss ever could have. the three words that pull him closer to the centre of his orbiting pathway to leave a softer, but just as searing kiss.

"I love you too," he says into it with a smile and a beating heart and a love that is mirrored.

[jobean12-blog]

Falling All Over Again

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader

Word Count: 760

Summary: It might be the end of the world but pumpkin flavored everything lives on and you want some!

Author's Note: Just something cozy and cute for the changing season. This is what I hope Joel's post apocolyptic days could be filled with. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: soft fluffy fun

PS I'm shit at moodboards but I tried haha

Pedro Pascal Character Masterlist

“I want pumpkin everything,” you whine as you roll over and drape yourself on top of Joel.

He mumbles something sleepily and tugs you closer.

“Joel,” you say and poke his side.

He makes a sound similar to a disturbed bear.

Another poke.

“JOEL!”

One of his eyes pops open and he lets out a playful but warning growl.

“Darlin.”

“Yes?” you say sweetly with a bat of your lashes.

You dance your fingers over his chest, and he grabs your wrist, pulling your fingers to his lips and kissing the tip of each one.

“What are you goin’ on about? Pumpkins?”

“YES!”

He’s silent for a moment, clearly thinking, so you start to comb your fingers through his soft curls. His eyes begin to close, dark lashes fluttering against his scruffy cheeks, and you give his hair a sharp tug.

“OW!”

You giggle. “Soooo pumpkins?”

“You know…” he starts and tightens his hold on you, “if you weren’t so beautiful…”

He starts to trail off and your eyes narrow before you add, “AND…? That’s it? Just beautiful?”

He chuckles before kissing you.

“And smart and kind and sweet…and kissable.”

The words are whispered against your lips.

“Joel…you’re forgetting about my pumpkins.”

His lips trail across your jaw, stopping under your ear before he whispers, “no I’m not. We’re goin’ to take Callus and go for a ride. There must be a farm somewhere nearby. Maybe we can find some pumpkins growin’.”

The warmth of Joel’s body and the gentle clop of Callus’ hooves slowly lull you into a state of drowsiness.

“You fallin’ asleep on me back there gorgeous?”

“Hm?” you ask with a yawn, snuggling your cheek into his back.

“You’re supposed to be scoutin’ for pumpkins!”

Your hands slip under his flannel, and you rub along his stomach, then slide them to his thighs and do the same.

“I’m so comfy though,” you sigh, “you’re so comfy. And so warm.”

“Well, alright then. You enjoy the ride darlin,’ and I’ll keep lookin’.”

“Kay,” you mumble, sneaking your fingers under his tee shirt so you can feel his skin.

“Hey gorgeous,” he says with a soft tap on your arm that’s around his waist.

When he hears nothing he starts to laugh but it jostles you awake.

“Did you find a farm?” you ask as you stretch behind him.

He loosens your grip and gently slides from the horse, keeping you steady until he’s on his feet and can reach up to help you off.

You slide down and into his arms.

“Take a look darlin’.”

You peek around his shoulder and see the wild growth of large green leaves and vines strewn along dilapidated rows of soil.

“Joel…” you whisper shout in excitement. “You found some!”

“Let’s just hope they aren’t all rotten.”

The ride back to town is cooler under the setting sun and you shimmy your body as close to Joel as possible. He rests his arm over yours and takes your hand in his, lifting it to his lips to kiss your knuckles.

The bag of pumpkins you picked sits nestled between his legs and the smell of fresh earth hangs in the air.

“So, what are you gonna make me darlin’?”

You squeeze his sides as you think then start to rattle off a list.

“Muffins for sure. A pumpkin pie. Maybe even pumpkin bread, depending on what I can find to add to it. I can try cookies.”

He pats his stomach with a satisfied hum. “Can’t wait.”

“Will you help me bake?” you ask.

“Sure, gorgeous but only if I can lick the spoons.”

You giggle and slide your hands from his chest to his back, gently scratching as you go.

“You’re allowed since you got me my pumpkins.”

The next evening, on the porch of your small house, you sit nestled under a blanket on the swinging bench Joel built you with your feet tucked into his lap while he strums his guitar, and you sip some tea and munch on a pumpkin muffin.

He stops playing and catches your eye.

“Gimme some sugar darlin’.”

You sit up and hold the muffin out, but he dodges it and takes your chin between his fingers, gently pulling your lips to his for a soft taste.

After the kiss he takes a big bite, laughing when you finish the rest off by popping it in your mouth.

“These really came good,” you mumble through the mouth full.

“They did darlin.’ But nothin’s as sweet as you,” he murmurs, before kissing you again.

[holylulusworld]

In time

Summary: He wants you to take another day off.

Pairing: Mafia!Steve Rogers x Librarian!Reader

Warnings: short reader, mafia au, size kink (Steve), fluff, implied/hinted future smut (oral fem rec)

Catch up here: Overdue

“Young lady, you won’t leave this room,” his stern voice booms through the room. You bet everyone in the house can hear him. “I’m warning you. Not a step closer to the door or I’ll have to punish you.”

You huff. “We have talked about this,” you stand your ground. “You cannot stop me from leaving. I must go to work.”

“No, you won’t!” He steps closer, his shadow looming over your smaller frame. He looks down at you, a smirk on his kissable lips. “It’s Friday, and you’ll take the day off.”

“They will fire me if I take another day off,” you sigh and shake your head. “You must accept that I’m an independent woman making her own money.”

He sighs too and cups your face. Steve dips his head to press a kiss to your temple.

“I know, and I love you for being a stubborn and cute librarian, doll. It’s just that I have a surprise for you, and I cannot wait until you come home from work.”

“Steve.” You’re close to giving in once again. “I can’t, you know that. My boss will fire me, I swear. Last time you made me close the library earlier, she threw a tantrum.”

“That old hag better shut her mouth,” Steve hisses. He doesn’t like the way your boss talks to you sometimes. “Let me talk to her. I bet I can convince her to let you take as many days off as you want to.”

“Steve, threatening to cut her tongue out is not the way to convince her,” you sass, knowing about Steve’s antipathy towards your boss. “Let me go to work, and I promise to be home on time.”

“Hmmm…” Steve thinks about your offer. He steps back, and you believe he’ll let you go. You are about to walk toward the walk-in wardrobe when he grabs you by the waist and easily lifts you. He throws you, once again, over his shoulder to carry you inside the bedroom.

“Steve, Stevie,” you giggle and laugh. “Steve, that’s not funny. You must let me down. Please, I can’t miss another day at work.”

“No can do, doll,” he chuckles darkly. “I have plans for today. Plans involving you and your cute ass. I cannot let you walk out of this house today.”

“Stevie!” You slap his ass. “I’m dead serious! Let me down. I mean it. Steve!”

“It’s so cute when you believe you are in charge.” He unceremoniously drops you onto the bed, laughing when you bounce off the mattress. “How about we play a game? If you win, I’ll let you go to work. If I win, you will stay at home.”

You kneel on the bed, watching Steve circle you like prey. “No cheating?”

“No cheating, doll.” He assures you. “Is that a yes?”

“Yes. Go ahead.” You can’t wait to hear what Steve came up with this time. “What kind of game are we going to play?”

He smirks, like the devil himself. Steve darts his tongue out to wet his lips.

“I thought of hiding my face between those legs. And if you cum before I tell you so, you’ll lose. If you’re good, and wait, you'll win.”

You smirk as you stare at his thick beard. Because, either way, you’ll win. “Deal, Mr. Rogers.”

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[platimoonie]

"stay still!" you mumble, one hand coming down to grip his shoulder lightly and then moving back to cup the side of his face near his ear. "i am still, your hands are shaking." barou says gruffly and dryly, raising an eyebrow up as he observes your face. your lips are parted slightly in concentration, and eyebrows furrowed as you try to move the shaving razor smoothly across his lower jaw.

" 'm not shaking" you huff under your breath. barou doesn't say anything, a small smirk forming on his face. your eyes flicker up to his and you can't help but feel warm under his intense gaze. you bite down on your lower lip to stop the growing giddy smile you're about to spout. turning your attention back to shaving him, you continue your previous actions.

you look very kissable right now, is what barou thinks as he continues to stare at you. you're sitting on the bathroom counter, your legs locked behind his hips, and he's faintly aware of your bare thighs pressing against him and the heat seeping into him through the material of his boxers comfortably. his large hands rest on your hips as his right thumb slips under the hem of your loose tshirt, running slow circular motions on your skin. this position feels so intimate, its making barou's mouth run dry. something he would never admit though.

"okay i'm done, take a look!" you beam proudly after a moment as you wipe off the excess shaving cream with a towel, shifting slightly to properly allow him to look at the mirror behind you.

breaking his gaze from you, barou glances at the mirror. he tilts his head slightly, inspecting the work. to his trained eye, barou catches a few small spots that weren't exactly shaved correctly, a few stray hairs still visible. but when his eyes fall back on you, looking at him so eagerly and so earnestly, he doesn't say it. barou, the perfectionist, cannot say anything when you look at him like that. he nods his head approvingly. "mhm' good job" he hums, patting your hip softly. you giggle as you lean forward and kiss his nose, resting your palms on his shoulders. "told ya i could do it didn't i?" you grin. barou doesn't say anything, a soft and rare smile beginning to grow in his lips. he's in too deep now isn't he?

[yeonbinwyd]

a place to sit

pairing: subfem!reader x softdom! Beomgyu

synopsis: you’re looking for a new place to live and your brothers friend had a spare room at his place. he’s always had a crush on you but now he gets to live with you. What more can he dream of?

genre (w/tags): smut, (minors dni), kinky sex, body exploration, masturbation, protected sex, explicit language

Word count: 1354

“Thanks again for letting her stay” your brother thanks Beomgyu as helps you with the last of your boxes.

“No problem bro. I got you.” He dabs up your brother with a back pat. You’re already inside unpacking your things. You were thankful you had a place to stay for the upcoming semester but it had to be with him? The two of you barely get along. Beomgyu always has a witty comment or two. Maybe even a joke here and there. It drove you nuts so for him to let you stay with him was a bit of a shocker. Honestly who are you to turn down free housing?

Beomgyu walks up to your door, leaning against the frame. He crosses his arm and shakes his head.

“It looks like you’re stuck with me” he chuckles.

“Not a chance. I’ll find another spot soon it’s just temporary” you bite back. He purses his lips.

“You really think you’ll find a place? The semester starts in a week.” He rubs in. You stay silent. “That’s what I thought.” He chimes as he steps closer to you, looking down at you while shaking his head with a smirk. You instinctively shove him forwards. He keeps his snicking smile, while leaving your room. Whoa he looked really good looking at you like that. You couldn’t help but feel a little bit attracted to him Beomgyu was a cute guy and he knew that. The last thing you needed was to let him know you thought so too.

After you finish unpacking, you change into something more comfortable, and head into the kitchen. He was in the living room, just playing his game. You join him, taking a seat. He glances at you with the corner of his eye. Beomgyu was a bit distracted by what you were wearing. It was just a short pj set. Your legs exposed to the point where you could see your panties. Your shirt was a bit seen thru too, with your nipples poking through. He swallows hard and turns his attention to his game. Suddenly he smells the candle you lit. It fills the room evoking a pleasant feeling throughout his body. It automatically makes him think of you. How sweet you must taste. He can feel himself getting hard at the thought of getting a glimpse of your cunt. He tried one last time to divert his attention to his game but he sees movement. Beomgyu looks over to see you applying a moisturizing lip mask, making your lips soft and kissable. He’s at his limit. He stands up quickly to avoid you seeing anything, then dashes out of sight. You shrug and turn off his game.

“This might be more difficult than I thought.”

Beomgyu takes a glance down at his pants to see a raging hard on. He made a promise to your brother to look out for you but he’s as much trouble as the guys that go after you.

“Maybe I can rub one out really fast” he thinks to himself. He shuts his door and without thinking starts to jerk off his hard on. He squeezes around the tip nice and snug. Beomgyu lets out a low groan in satisfaction. He rapidly jerks himself off to the thought of you. Just being able to touch you, hearing you beg for more, he was going insane. He came quickly and quietly as he heard your footsteps coming closer.

“Hey you ok?” you ask outside the door. He had been gone for a minute, so your curiosity got the best of you. You heard everything on the other side of the door. He may have tried to be quiet but it didn’t work with those thin walls.

“Yeah I’m fine.” He manages to reply. Beomgyu gets himself together then opens the door to find you standing behind it. The two of you lock eyes, Beomgyu swallows hard again.

“You know if you were into me, you should have just said so” you tell him with great pride as you turn from him. Hearing that he sighs in relief then gives you a hug from behind.

“You can’t tell your brother” he warns.

“What if I want you too?” You confess. He furrows his brow in confusion at first then he looks at you with the same smirk as before.

“You wore this on purpose?” Beomgyu calmly asks. You shrug your shoulders neither agreeing or disagreeing. He doesn’t waste any time and attacks your neck. Still behind you, he cups your chest, fondling your nipples. You gasped, caught off guard by his sudden movements. You get adjusted at the glorious feeling and rest your hand on the back of his neck to give him more access. He accepts, placing kisses down your neck to your breasts cupping them in the process. Now in front, he travels down even further to take a peek at what he’s been dreaming of.

“Can you do me a favor? He asks. You nod in agreement. “Can you sit on my face?” He asked with confidence. He wants to see you in full view without any breaks. You agree and without wasting any more time, he pulls you to his bed. Beomgyu lies down flat, waiting for you to take a seat. You pull off what you were wearing, then position yourself over his face. You gently lower yourself but he locks his arms around your thighs, forcing you to come down aggressively. He immediately moans inside you, giving you vibrations throughout your body. His tongue starts by making circles around your clit. His grip was strong, so strong there wasn’t much space to break free. You already feel the build up. As he keeps going, his tongue now is darting inside your pussy while cupping your ass checks. Beomgyu is licking up and down your walls while burying his face in you. He’s drunk off of you and can’t get enough. He lifts you up for a moment for air and he gets back in there. You spot a condom on his side table and reach for it. Beomgyu catches on and helps you lean to over the grab it, still holding on you tight. You grab it, tearing it open. You can see he’s fully erect and ready for the plunge. You help him with his sweats, releasing him and position the condom on his member. He growls at just your slight touch and starts to feel the condom in place. Beomgyu lets you go and helps you move forward to go on top. This time you were in control, you slide down slowly, taking him in. He covers his mouth as an unbearable whine was released from his lips. He had finally felt all of you. It was better than he had imagined. You thrusted forward and back for him, making him see stars. He was overwhelmed but the pleasure he was feeling was phenomenal. Beomgyu got it together, wanting to make you feel good too, he pulled you back to rest on him and began stroking up. You started to whine in his ear. It was giving his power. He speed started to pick up.

“Please Beomgyu” you begged. Hearing you cry his name like his dreams made him want to finish right there. He pulls out and helps you forward so he can fuck you from behind. He grabs a fist full of hair while reentering. Your back arches. At this point, you both don’t care at the amount of noise you were making. The sounds of sex filled the room and you both loved it.

“Say my name again baby” he demands.

“Beomgyu fuck me please” you manage to obey.

“Oh god I’m so close.” He moans.

“Me too Don’t stop” you demand in return. The slaps pick up, deeper and deeper. He pulls your hair back, forcing you to sit up. You both finishing. Beomgyu lets you go while pulling out. You grip your neck, shocked at how wild he was.

“I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?” He asked concerns

“No I loved it.”

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Feeding Kink

((18+ implied sexual themes, also sorry if I got this wrong lol))

Adam opened his mouth as Lucifer hand fed him his dessert. It wasn't an apple pie for once, but a chocolate creme pie from Gluttony that was so rich and creamy, the crust baked perfectly.

Lucifer watched as the fork slipped out between Adams pretty pink lips, they were just so kissable.

Lucifer: Another bite my love?

Adam: I don't know Lu, I'm getting pretty full actually.

Lucifer pouted but fixed his expression with a smile and held up the fork with a new bite of pie on it.

Lucifer: Come on, just another bite or two? Wouldn't want it to go to waste.~

Adam: Why don't you have a bite?

Lucifer: Oh I'm stuffed hun. But thank you and maybe once you're done I could devour you.~

Adams face tinted pink: I thought you said you were stuffed?

Lucifer licked his lips and placed a kiss on Adams lips: I will always have room to desire a slice of you my love.

Adam yelped when Lucifer grabbed his ti- peck. He does not have tits. He looked at him and rolled his eyes and took in the last bite, for real this time.

They shared another kiss, Lucifer could taste the pie still in Adams mouth.

He couldn't wait to taste more of him.

@fanofstuff01 Forget to tag you in the last one sorry!

[its-rach-writes]

Date Night - Carmen Berzatto

Pairing: Carmen Berzatto x Reader

Summary: Carmy takes a much needed break from the restaurant.

Warnings: fluff, fluff and more fluff, swearing

A/N: I've missed writing for Carmy! This is so short but I hope you enjoy! xxx

It was no secret to anyone that Carmy needed a break, every time he told you that he was fine, you gave him the benefit of the doubt. That was until he fell fast asleep right at the breakfast table one morning and he begrudgingly agreed with you that he would take a break.

You decided you had to compromise, knowing he wouldn’t want to be away from the restaurant for too long. The agreement was that he would work the lunch shift and you would pick him up before the dinner shift started. Then, he’d be back for the hectic weekend shift. You couldn’t wait to curl up with a bottle of wine and cuddle on the couch.

“Hey, Richie,” you grinned as you walked into the restaurant, waving at the older man.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he smiled as he gave you a hug, “come through, I’ll grab your boy,” he led you into the kitchen.

It looked like Carmy was doing the last of his rounds. You watched the smile spread across his handsome face as he tasted countless sauces, offering words of encouragement to his staff. You loved how much passion he had.

“Cousin! Your girl’s here.”

Carmy lifted his head to look at you, the smile growing wider, marred with a bit of guilt at his inability to stop working.

“Hey, love, sorry,” he mumbled as he walked over, cupping your cheeks and pressing a sweet kiss against your lips.

“It’s okay,” you smiled.

Carmy turned to Richie, “remember to check- “

“Yes cousin,” Richie clapped his hands on Carmy’s shoulders.

“And make sure you don’t- “

“I got it! We’ll be okay without you for a couple of days.”

“Right,” Carmen mumbled as he shrugged on his jacket and grabbed your hand, “let’s go.”

As you were driving home, Carmy’s hand crept up onto your thigh, tattooed fingers stroking over your skin, “thanks for this,” he mumbled.

You glanced over at him, those gorgeous blue eyes were gazing at you longingly. Your eyes flickered down to his perfectly kissable pink lips before you put your eyes back on the road, a small smile forming on your face.

“Your welcome baby.”

When you got to your apartment, Carmy huffed out a laugh as he gestured at the parchment paper you’d forgotten to throw away, “what’s this?”

“Fuck,” you flushed with a sigh, “tried to cook you something nice but I failed because I suck at cooking,” you pouted.

Carmy took your chin between his index and thumb, pressing a lingering kiss against your lips, “you are the sweetest, I’ll jump in the shower and I’ll make us somethin’ nice,” he wrapped his arms around your waist as you wrapped yours around your neck.

“Okay baby,” he kissed your forehead.

“You want the usual?”

“Please baby.”

By the time Carmy had come out from the shower, you had ordered take out and took a bottle of wine out of the fridge so he could open it for you. He laughed as you turned to him with a pout as you handed him the corked bottle. He grabbed the corkscrew from the cupboard as he began to open the bottle.

“I don’t know why you buy corked wine instead of just the twist off tops,” he grunted as he strained to pull the cork out. You watched as his muscles bulged as he did so.

“I like watching you open them,” you smirked, giggling as he kissed you.

By the time you had finished eating the take out, you were in Carmy’s arms, tracing over the ink on his skin. Every tattoo had a story and when you couldn’t sleep he’d hold you and whisper the story as you traced over them, by this point you knew the stories off by heart. As you traced over the letters on his fingers, Carmy let his fingers lace through yours.

“You really love my tattoos huh?” he grinned as he kissed your cheek.

“I love you.”

“I love you too baby,” that was how you stayed for the rest of the night, curled up in each other’s arms.

[the-nation-of-today]

Any BVB song: [exists] Andy: But what if there was a woah oh??

[seraphren]

Liu Kang doodle, i love him so dearly. Beloved….

Some extras too 💖💖💖

[melodychocolat]

jarvis cocker!

[quehecke]

man eats ball, real not clickbait

[skyf0ckz]

Finally able to watch the 4k disc and Daniel and his mama's relationship in them is so precious. <3 my favorites are the fall in gag they did, when Lucille gets to the tournament, and when ck gang is leaving the tournament(johnnys pitiful face KILLS ME. And the fact that tommy waited for him while the others walked awayD:)

[peculiarpinkpig]

promise

[thiziri]

Commander Tim Laurence watching a rugby match, on 23 February 1995.

[doll-elvis]

“Although he seemed sound asleep, he must have felt my eyes on him, because suddenly, he rolled onto his stomach and threw his arm over me. I held my breath, keeping perfectly still, afraid I might rouse him, and take away my opportunity to lie there memorizing every single thing about his face, things like the way his thick dark lashes curled up at the tips, and the softness of his mouth, relaxed with sleep, childlike, almost angelic. I ran my eyes across his exposed back and shoulder, the skin so satiny it seemed to glow. The word “supernatural” occurred to me…”

the imagery in this 😭

(excerpt from “Hollywood lights, Nashville Nights” by Diana Goodman)