#lovers

[caroline-delaplaqk-2211]

Bon dimanche 💋💋

[deloveusion]

concept: polaroid pics of you and me, but while making love

[patex444]

atomic lovers

[bikeboyblues]

god you're so gorgeous come sit on my lap and let me kiss every inch of your face

[breelynns-babes]

WHERE ARE YOU? 💋💋💋

[psychmerchant]

so this week’s episode huh

[heartofmuse]

I draw you softly in my mind and the traces flow like a symphony in the colors of your soul. I hold you close, my heartbeat falls into rhythm with yours and  in the silence we speak a thousand words. 

e.v.e.

[harry-styles-obsessed]

One night stand… gone wrong.

Synopsis: it was only meant to be a one time thing, sex. Nothing more nothing less. A fuck for the fun of it… to relieve stress… have fun. Meet as strangers leave as strangers… But y/n soon learns the fact that this one time thing most definitely isn’t a one time… as she’s pregnant with his child.

I hope this is okay! I’d happily make a part two if anyone would like a part two!(:

TW’s: mention of pregnancy, panic attack, strangers to lovers, talking the pregnancy out- abortions ect ect. If any of these make you uncomfortable please don’t read!

It was meant to be a one time thing… just for the fun of it. For the thrill of it. He was handsome you couldn’t deny that and you also couldn’t deny the fact that you both instantly had chemistry. His wandering hands were enough to drive you insane so how could you say no when he welcomed you back to his place? You enjoyed it thoroughly. He was boyfriend material to say the least, you didn’t want to take things further as he made it clear that it was only a one time thing but the way his eyes looked at you on that very night was enough to make you blush, to render you speechless to make you fall straight to your knees… he was eye Candy. Literally. His voice- everything about him was simply perfection and you never wanted that night to end but of course all good things have to come to an end don’t they? And so after that you moved on with your life and so did he, you lived your life and rarely thought of him…

You rarely thought of him. Now you thought of him constantly. Your eyes were glazed over with fear. Fear you couldn’t explain as you stared down at the five positive pregnancy tests, your jaw was on the floor breathing heavy as you quite literally panicked yourself to oblivion. Your hands shakily ran through your hair “fuck! I- fuck!” You stood up off of the toilet as you shook your head, how could this of happened? You were careful! Or well… clearly not careful enough. You bit down onto your bottom lip as you shook your head. You didn’t know what to do. Should you call Harry? You had exchanged numbers with him for the fun of it but maybe there was a reason… a reason you weren’t ready to confront yet. You quickly grabbed your phone typing in Harry’s contact as you immediately pressed call tears slowly trailing down your cheeks. Maybe it was pathetic to cry over but how the hell would this work out? How?! Especially since he clearly isn’t ready to be a father and he barely knows you and you most definitely aren’t ready to be a mother either. “Hello” his voice was chirpy slight conversation in the background as your breath shook, you couldn’t get a word out… “y/n? Hello?” He questioned after a few moments of silence “I-I… Harry… can… I… you…” you couldn’t string a sentence together “are you okay? What happened? Are you drunk?” He questions only blocked your thinking process more “are you alone Harry? Please go somewhere alone or come here… please.” You practically begged “yes I am alone…. I uh… I don’t have your address.” He murmured with a nervous chuckle and your heart dropped in embarrassment “I… I’ll send you my address just come over here asap. Please.”

After sending him the address you were quick to rush into your bedroom getting changed into something comfy, trying to bring comfort to yourself trying to clean things up trying to simply make yourself less stressed and after a while you simply chose to pace back and forth, the sudden sound of knocking at the door grabbing your attention as you rushed to the front door yanking it open, Harry standing there looking good as ever “come in come in.” You said worriedly and he did just that his eyes full of worry as he looked at you “are you okay?” You stared at him wanting to say something sarcastic but you chose not to “I don’t know Harry… I…” you walked into the front room as he followed, you sat down pulling your knees to your chest as you stared down anxiously “I know we don’t know each other well… but you can tell me anything.” He reminded you calmly he didn’t even know what you were going to say nor did he have an idea. You knew it was better to rip the bandaid off right away instead of delaying an inevitable conversation “I’m pregnant” you rushed out eyes full of fear… silence gods you hated this. You stared down at your hands as you breathed heavily. Harry stared at you no emotion on his face as if he was trying to figure you out trying to figure out whether this was some sort of joke… he had of course had pregnancy scares in the past with exes and such but never with a one night stand… not that he wanted to label you as such…

“I-… what?”

You looked at him again watching his face for any sign of hatred but instead he just looked… calm. Slightly freaked out but mainly calm. “I’m pregnant.” You repeated and he blinked his eyes “shit” he rubbed his hand over his face as he sighed shaking his head “are you angry at me?” You asked anxiously and he looked to you brows slightly furrowed “no of course not. I’m just trying to understand…” he murmured calmly. You let out a little sigh “so you haven’t had sex with anyone else?” He asked and you shook your head “no… you were the last guy I’ve had intercourse with.” You said and he remained silent before he nodded “right” he rubbed his palms together anxiously. “You going to keep it or?” He questioned unsure on how to truly word it but it was a difficult topic to discuss “before you even say anything just know um… it’s your body- your choice, of course and… either way I’m going to be here to support you.” He said softly but sincerely. He knew how many asshole men who get women pregnant would just leave them to be single mothers but he wouldn’t do that not to you. Not to anyone. Knowing he wouldn’t leave you was a relief to you much of a relief. “I… I’m not quite sure.” You soon said and he looked at you before nodding his head “that’s understandable.” He spoke calmly but he slowly moved to where you sat sitting down just beside you as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders pulling you close and you leaned into him needing comfort anyways as you closed your eyes resting your head on his shoulder a shaky breath leaving your lips “either way I’m gonna be here.” He murmured his hand gently rubbing against your shoulder in a comforting manner and you sniffled closing your eyes as he simply kept an arm around you holding you and you happily obliged to the comfort taking it all in as you needed it desperately.

“I’m scared.” Your voice was meek and tired and he nodded, listening to you as he held you “I don’t want to bring this label as a father onto you and force it onto you so suddenly.” You said and he looked into your eyes “worry about yourself y/n, you don’t have to worry about me.” He assured calmly and you nodded as you looked down letting out a soft shaky breath “if you want to abort it I’ll support you, if you want to think on it and decide later I’m gonna support you and if you want to keep it I’m going to support you.” He said slowly but calmly his voice soothing you and you smiled weakly as you nodded your head “okay… thank you.” You murmured softly. You weren’t quite sure what the hell you were gonna do. Your parents would be disgusted wouldn’t they? You exhaled as he held onto your hands rubbing his thumbs against your knuckles gently “I think I want to keep it.” You said softly and he looked at you nodding his head slowly “okay… if you want to… just sleep on it yeah? It’s pretty late.” He said softly not wanting you to choose straight away simply because of how you felt “so you’d rather me get rid of it?” You asked anxiously and he brows furrowed “woah. No no of course not. As I said I’m gonna support you either outcome.” He said but you frowned worried he was thinking otherwise “but what do you want?” You asked and a soft chuckle left his lips his palm gently holding onto your hand “that doesn’t matter does it…” he spoke softly “of course it does.” You said and he smiled “it really doesn’t y/n, I’m not the one who’s gonna be carrying another human being inside of me. So realistically, no, it doesn’t matter and my choice doesn’t matter because it’s your body.”

He was supportive which you were grateful for but you were still terrified. “I suppose you’re right.” You said softly “whatever you choose will be the right option… there’s no wrong option y/n, your choice okay? Not my choice, not any other persons choice… your choice. And I might sound like a broken record player but your body your choice. Understood?” He spoke and you nodded your head slightly a small smile on your lips, you knew it would be better to sleep on it and decide later. “Will you stay around?” You asked and he paused for a moment before nodding his head “sure”

-

You spent the rest of the day talking to him, coming up with plans- ideas, simply trying to figure it out with him and now you were laying in bed his arms wrapped around you, you didn’t think it was romantic… simply in a comforting way. But either way you didn’t mind. He was bringing comfort to you either way. The tv played quietly in the background your eyes fluttering shut tiredly his breathing soft and quiet in your ears almost acting as a lullaby to send you into a peaceful sleep after all the panic and stress you had felt. “You can go to sleep” he comforted gently “I’m not going anywhere… ‘m here to stay.” He murmured softly his own voice laced with tiredness and slight sleepiness his head lightly resting on your shoulder his eyes fluttered shut as you relaxed back into him “mm…” you hummed out happily just glad he was there to stay. As the more you relaxed the more you started thinking “think I wanna keep it” you murmured and he let out a tired hum “alright… keep on thinking until you know what you want to do okay” he murmured quietly and you nodded your head relaxing back into him as you closed your eyes sleepily “if you do choose to keep it… just know you’re gonna be a great mum.” He whispered into your ear and just like the first time you had met him butterflies gently cascaded around your stomach a little smile remaining on your lips as you slowly dozed off to sleep… maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all?

[lovingdilfs]

Hot and wet (smut)

I’m so desperate for requests for smut stories, my mind is blank at the moment

Warning: 18+ content, handjob, kinda rough sex…🫣

Yes exactly honey… 4 times that how many times we did it in the shower

As the water traced the lines of his strong, masculine back, you reached out, running your hand over the rippling muscles, feeling the cool droplets splashing against your skin. With tender reverence, you pressed your lips to the wet surface, savoring the taste of the water and the saltiness of his skin.

His voice, deep and husky, interrupted your trance, "Hey baby." Without a word, you buried your face in his back, inhaling the heady aroma of soap. Your fingers traced the skin of his stomach, relishing in the warmth of his skin and the tautness of his muscles. The steamy air filled your lungs as you breathed in the scents of soap and desire, mingling in the air.

pressing your hardened nipples into his back, dragging your nails so lightly down his cock.

Slowly, you reached down and wrapped your hand around his cock, teasing him with gentle strokes. You could feel him twitch in your hand, his breath growing heavy and labored with desire. “Baby please touch me” he begged for your touch. He moaned softly, his hips bucking against your hand in silent plea for more.

You slowly began to stroke him, your hand moving up and down his length in a tantalizing rhythm. You felt him growing harder and more desperate with each passing moment.

Your heart skipped a beat as he turned around, his intense gaze making your knees weak. The water continued to pour down around you, adding to the steamy ambiance of the moment.

You couldn't resist biting down on your lip as his eyes flicked down to your mouth, his desire palpable in the air. Without a word, he pulled you close and captured your lips in a passionate kiss, sending sparks of electricity through your body.

You gasped as he lifted you up against the smooth, cool glass wall of the shower, pressing his body tightly against yours. The water pounded down on your bodies, enhancing the feeling of your skin pressed together, slick with soap and desire.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling the heat of his body, You could feel his hardness pressing against you. Your hands tangled in his wet hair as his kisses grew more urgent, he trailed his lips down your neck, making you throw back your head in pleasure while moaning out his name. His hands gripping your hips tightly as he devoured you with his kisses. You leaned into his ear and whispered sincerely “Elvis I need you”

He pulled away slightly letting you down slowly on the wet floor, his eyes locked on yours, his expression intense and full of need. "Turn around" he whispered back, his voice rough with desire.

Your heart pounding with anticipation, you did as he commanded, turning to face the glass wall. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck as he pressed himself up against you, his hands roaming over your body.

You gasped as he reached around and cupped your breasts, his fingers teasing your nipples until they were hard and sensitive again. You arched your back, pushing your ass against his hardening cock, reveling in the feeling of his arousal against your skin.

He began to kiss and nibble at your neck, his hands sliding down your body until they reached your hips. With a sudden, rough thrust, he entered you, filling you completely.

You cried out in pleasure as he began to move, his thrusts growing harder and faster with each passing moment. You clutched at the glass, your nails scraping against the smooth surface.

He continued to pound into you relentlessly, his hands gripping your hips so tightly that it left bruises. You could feel the intensity building up inside of you, the pleasure coiling tightly in your stomach.

You turned your head to the side, biting down on your lip to stifle your moans as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside you. He growled in response, his movements becoming even more urgent. He grabbed your face, his fingers digging into your skin as he made you turn your head towards the foggy mirror. Your eyes met your own reflection, your face twisted in pleasure and need as he pounded into you relentlessly.

"Look at you, baby," he growled, his breath hot against your ear. "Look at yourself so desperate for me...oh fuck."

He continued to thrust into you, his hips slamming against yours with each movement. You could feel the tension building inside you, coiling tighter and tighter until you were on the brink of ecstasy.

With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, his body trembling as he reached his own release. You followed him over the edge, your body shaking with pleasure as you cried out his name.

Collapsing against the shower wall, you both panted heavily, the only sound filling the steamy room.

[caroline-delaplaqk-2211]

Excellente semaine à tous 😉💋💋💋

[superfandomcorp]

🫶🏻

[deloveusion]

undress me with your teeth, find me with your tongue, press against my thighs, push me on the floor, drag your lips across my hips, taste my curves, bite me, and talk very, very dirty 😈

[fidjiefidjie]

Bonjour 🕘 et bon Dimanche ☕️ 🥐🍊

Les petits amoureux à Montmartre 🗼Paris 1948

Photo de Édouard Boubat

[yandere-oni]

You’ve corrupted my every daydream, even blessing me with your presence subconsciously,, you must really ℒℴνℯ me!!!

[indulging-in-love-or-rage]

How is it that any time you say anything I fall more in love with you? Everything and everyone around you is more beautiful because of you. You speak sweetly or you laugh delightfully and my heart flutters inside me. I simply think of you and it's impossible to speak. But rather it's like my tongue has stopped working. I'm silent, but don't mistake that for hatred or indifference: silence is the truest herald of joy and only if I loved you less could I even begin to speak of it more. When I'm apart from you (which is nearly always) I feel sick, but when I'm with you I appear to have died. And yet it couldn't be more the opposite.

[comabocaamargando]