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wanderlustqueen-writes · 8 months

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Reckless Behavior - Part 2

Pairing: Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoë (Attack on Titan) Rating: Explicit. MDNI Warnings: Nipple play. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex. Unprotected Sex. Additional tags: She/Her pronouns for Hange Zoë on this one. Wordcount: 3k Read part one here >>This is smut. Minors please do not interact<<

Levi was a skilled man, but right now he was struggling with the small sphere that refused to leave the confines of Hange’s shirt. Of course, the button was just a scapegoat, the real culprits being his hands, which trembled in anticipation as they revealed new inches of her skin.

It was conflicting. His mind wanted to savor this moment, to commit every gaze, sound, and touch to his memory. Levi wanted to hold time in his hands, unroll it like a ball of yarn so that each moment would last forever and tomorrow would always be one night away. His body, on the other hand, was taken with desire. The rampant beast that for long Levi had managed to stifle with layers upon layers of ‘It's never gonna happen’ was now thrashing fiercely inside him, threatening to burst its prison of flesh and devour the Squad Leader right then and there.

Levi let his forehead fall to her shoulder, overwhelmed by the dispute between the expectations he had built in his mind and the reality that his own flesh was imposing on him. The captain inhaled deeply, letting the smell of oily hair and old books wash over him.

The aroma had inhabited the captain’s desires for months now. It was difficult for Levi to focus on the Senior Officers’ meetings sometimes, especially after Hange picked up the habit of sitting next to him. A couple of minutes in and Levi's mind would be invaded by the image of himself buried in the crook of her neck. Erwin’s voice would fade in the distance as her panting and soft whimpers echoed in the corners of his mind. Levi thought, in those moments, what he wouldn’t give to know how it would feel to drown in Hange, what she’d look like while he was pounding into her, what she would sound like as she was coming around him.

His heart picked up the pace, fueled by the fresh memory of the delicious sounds Hange had been making for him so far.

He would find all of that out today.

As the thought occurred to him, the final button was undone.

Time slowed down as Levi took in the scene before him. Both sides of Hange’s shirt opened like a curtain revealing the skin of her neck, reddened in the places his tongue and teeth had explored just moments ago, some purplish spots proving his suctions weren’t as soft as he had believed them to be. She looked so fucked out already. Messed-up hair. Flushed cheeks. Red, swollen lips. Hange was the one against the wall, but her eyes were that of a predator that cornered its prey.

Her chest heaved up and down, and Levi was hypnotized by her breasts. Silky skin, lighter than her usual complexion, contrasted with the dark brown areolas that sat atop it. His mouth watered at the tempting sight. Even though they weren’t very big, Hange’s tits looked plump and heavy, like ripe fruits ready to be tasted.

Levi wet his lips, eyes glued to her hardened nipples, “Can I-”

“Yeah” She breathed out through a smile, and when his gaze lifted to meet hers, her grin faltered into a pitiful desperate expression “Please, Levi.”

A shiver ran across his skin, raising every hair on his body and making his cock twitch inside his underwear. He dove back into her, hands kneading at each of her breasts, lips locked around the velvety skin of one of the brown nubs. Hange’s fingers grabbed at his hair and her moans were music to his ears. Levi sucked thoroughly on her nipple, then let his tongue swirl around the flesh, before pulling on it with his teeth, which elicited a throaty “fuck” from her. He replaced his mouth with his fingers, moving his lips to the other side to do the same thing.

Levi wanted to protest when Hange let go of the firm grip she had on his locks, but the captain had a mouthful at the moment. Then, she started fidgeting a bit, one leg dancing between their bodies, then the other. When Levi finally let go of the task that was keeping him occupied, Hange was already shaking the remaining pant leg off of her feet. With a final kick in the air, the item of clothing flew away, landing on the floor near the wall adjacent to them. The shirt joined it next. So much for being careful not to wrinkle their uniforms…

But his mind didn’t stay long on the evidence of their rendezvous, not when Hange Zoë stood before him in nothing but panties. Not when she had that gorgeous wide smile that made him go to heaven and back every time he caught a glimpse of it. Levi stepped forward, one of his hands unceremoniously sliding down her stomach and right under the waistband of the undergarment. His eyes were fixed on her face as his fingers explored the outside, feeling the prickling of her thick bush and the way it contoured her slit, then the warmness inside, the frailness of that naked skin, and then-

Fuck.

So fucking wet.

Hange’s eyes fluttered closed and Levi melted away when his fingers finally dove in between her folds.

Her head fell onto his shoulder, her panting occasionally broken by a whimper, as Levi alternated between dipping his middle finger into the pool that gathered at her entrance and rubbing circles on her clit with his coated digit. Her lips were so close to his ear, every little gasp or moan falling into it and traveling straight to his cock, which he’d unconsciously started rutting against her leg.

It felt so good.

A little more of this and Levi was sure he would make a mess on his uniform, and if the way Hange’s body was starting to wriggle was any indication, she was close too.

Levi’s wish was to speed up his ministrations, have her come on his fingers, and then in any and whichever other way she’d like, but, for once, reason spoke louder. After all those months fantasizing about this, stroking himself late at night in the communal bathroom over the thought of the faces she’d make during her high, he couldn’t have Hange hiding in his neck when that finally happened. That wouldn’t do.

Still, it was hard to stop.

Levi let his finger slide down from her clit to push at her entrance, and the way her slick walls sucked him in had him lightheaded. Even though the captain was a disciplined man, It took him every ounce of restraint he had to remove himself from her.

Hange started to protest but her words became mumbles and then silence fell as she stared at the digit disappearing between his lips. Levi’s eyes fluttered closed and he moaned at the tangy scent and the slightly salty taste of her.

“You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, hoisting Hange up by her thighs and diving into a deep kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arms holding on to the back of his neck and his shoulder.

Hange rutted her hips against his clothed cock, following the rhythm of their tongues, her warmness and wetness radiating even through the fabric.

Levi moved them away from the wall, turning around to let her fall onto the mattress, ass right at the edge of the bed. He pulled her panties down her gorgeous long legs, taking a minute to marvel at the sight of her glistening pussy before falling to his knees.

He caressed Hange’s thighs, then pushed them down until they were flush against the mattress. Levi thanked the flexibility the Survey Corps training gave its soldiers as he watched her open herself as much as she could to him.

Hange shivered at Levi's kisses on her inner thighs and at the light circles his thumb traced on the sensitive skin near her knees. He made a path towards her hips and lay a final kiss on her slit. Only then he licked a stripe from her entrance to her clit. Levi closed his eyes for a second and he let out a throaty groan as he finally got a taste of her straight from the font.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this, Four Eyes” he breathed against her pussy. “You’re so good.”

Hange arched her back away from the bed and grabbed his sheets as his tongue prodded at her hole. Then, she was arching in the opposite way, back pressed hard against the mattress, head up, fingers once again tangled in Levi’s hair, holding his head in place as his lips latched on to her clit, soft tongue alternating between flicking it up and down and making circles all around it. She seemed to like the circles best.

Levi sped up his pace, marveling at the sounds Hange was making for him. Her sharp breaths were slowly and steadily being replaced by moans, which grew louder and quicker at each roll of his tongue. As her back started to rise from the mattress once again, and as her hands pressed his head down harder against her pussy, he knew she was close. His eyes shoot up to her, ready to burn the image into his memory. Her face was red and sweaty, eyes shut tightly, mouth agape, lips so swollen and glossy from their kissing. Hange looked like a goddamn goddess and Levi was worshipping her the way she deserved.

Hange's moans became shorter and shorter building up until a drawn-out whimper took over. This was it. Levi pressed his tongue flat and hard against her clit, and her whole body tensed up under him. Her legs shivered and her thighs tried to rise from the bed, but Levi pushed them down with his palms again, his tongue now pressing small firm circles on her clit, dragging out her orgasm 'til the last drop.

Her whine morphed into an anguished cry of pleasure as Levi’s tongue gradually slowed down, still firm against her oversensitive nub. When he finally stopped, Hange was pushing his forehead away from her. He sat back on his ankles to watch her with a cocky smile on the corner of his lips, her arousal smeared all over his cheeks and chin.

“Levi,” Hange panted “I had no idea you could fuck like that.”

“I haven’t fucked you,” Levi stood up, then added: “yet.”

His reply made her giggle, but as Hange sat on the bed and glanced at his pants, her eyes widened in silent panic.

Levi looked down to find his briefs and part of his open fly damp, with whitish stains starting to form in the drier parts. His blood froze during the split-second he believed he had cum in his pants just from eating Hange out, but, to his relief, it was the result of her rubbing against him earlier.

Given his natural clean-freak disposition, Levi would’ve thought something like this would annoy him, instead, it made his cock throb under the soiled pants.

“Sorry, Levi! I’ll get them cleaned when we-”

Levi took a step forward to hover over his colleague, one hand pushing her torso back to the bed, his knee nudging one of her legs to the side so he could shove his middle and ring fingers into her. Despite the abruptness of this intrusion, he slid in without resistance. Hange gasped and he cursed as her walls clamped around him.

“Looks like you’re ready,” he said, making a hook movement with his fingers as he pulled them out. Levi removed his shirt and hung it on one of the pegs behind his door. He used his ruined pants to wipe his hands and face, then discarded them next to Hange’s clothes on the floor.

There were no barriers between them now, no secrets, Levi thought, as he stood naked between Hange’s legs. Her hands traveled up his abdomen, soft palms tracing his muscles, making him shudder under her light touch. She pulled him closer for a kiss while retreating to lay further back on the bed. When they reached their destination, she shifted her weight to the side, showing him what she wanted.

Levi obeyed, laying on his back as she positioned herself above him, legs on each side of his hips, wet pussy lips hugging his dick, pressing it against his stomach.

Hange started out slow, rolling her hips back and forth, the sway of her body so fluid it had Levi hypnotized. He tried to get a hold of her breasts, but Hange caught his wrists, trapping them behind his head. She lowered herself on his chest to lay little pecks on his lips, which soon became deep kisses. She moaned in his mouth each time his tip poked at her clit.

Hange freed one of her hands to play with Levi's chest. He watched unblinking as she dipped her thumb and index finger in her mouth before trapping one of his nipples between them. She twiddled with nub and Levi couldn’t hold back his moans, the sensation completely overwhelming.

“So sensitive,” she smiled down at him, and the sight was so divine Levi wondered if maybe he’d died and was in heaven. He was so entranced he didn’t have time to react when Hange guided him to her entrance and sank down.

“Fuck! Han-” his words melted into an incomprehensible mewl.

An eternity fantasizing during the Senior Officers’ meetings wouldn’t have prepared him for how fucking fantastic it felt to be inside Hange. She was impossibly tight and yet it was so easy to slide in and out of her. Hange didn’t give him time to get used to her grip, setting a steady pace from the get-go. Levi would occasionally snap his hips to meet her thrusts, and every time he did so her pussy clenched around him, making him see stars.

The best part was feeling all of this while watching Hange’s face contort in pleasure, her usually innocent big brown eyes, now half-lidded, shutting hard whenever he hit some secret spot deep inside of her. When her lips parted to let out a moan, he couldn’t help but capture them in a kiss, swallowing her sounds. The feeling of her tongue gliding through his somehow made the pleasure he was feeling skyrocket. If heaven felt like this, he didn’t care if he died tomorrow in the expedition.

His soul just about left his body when out of nowhere Hange tightened more than he thought possible around him. Levi looked up in confusion, only to find a mischievous grin on her face. She did that on purpose and oh fuck-

Again.

And again.

Hange kept this up, bouncing faster and faster on his cock. Indescribable pleasure built up in him, the sensation so intense and overwhelming that Levi didn’t even have it in him to moan. So he panted, louder and louder, quicker and quicker, until, with a final long squeeze Hange tipped him over the edge, and then he was shuddering, spilling all he had inside of her.

They lay side by side for several minutes, first catching their breath, and then breathing silently. The mattress shifted when Hange propped herself to get up, but Levi got a hold of her wrist before she could leave the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going, Four Eyes?”

“To clean myself up” she replied, moving to leave the bed, but Levi wouldn’t budge. “What? I thought my tidiness would make you proud” She joked, getting an amused puff from him, but his hand remained in place.

“Stay. Please.”

Hange lay back again, facing him, and Levi sighed in relief. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer to bury his face in the crook of her neck, his nose drowning in her hair. His lips found the shell of her ear to plant his confession “I wanna go again”, to which she replied with a chuckle and a light caress of his hands. A truer confession, however, would be that he simply didn’t want this night to end.

“As much as I’d like to, I gotta be able to ride my horse tomorrow”

Right.

Tomorrow.

His thoughts must have been made transparent by his expression because Hange’s playful demeanor changed to a serious one. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling in silence for long minutes.

“Do you think we’ll ever see this thing through?” She said, finally.

He tilted his head to the side, and she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“Titans. The walls. These expeditions” Hange elaborated, looking at the ceiling again, “I know these things take time, generations even, but I can’t help but wonder if we’ll see an age without Titans in our lifetime.”

“No.”

She smiled weakly at his honest reply and the expression looked so out of place on her face. Levi’s heart felt suddenly heavy.

“I thought you liked your research.”

“I do, it’s just- wouldn’t you rather have a choice, Levi?”

He would, but having grown without the luxury of taking anything, not even sunlight, for granted, he knew better than to entertain false hopes. He should be honest.

“Maybe we have a chance,” is what Levi found himself saying, instead. “Maybe tomorrow we’ll kill every last titan outside of the walls or you’ll find some secret poison or come up with some incredible weapon that will wipe them out. Maybe tomorrow will be our last expedition.”

She smiled a strange smile, melancholic and complicit, her eyes reflecting exactly what he was feeling. It was a conversation without words.

Thanks for lying for me. Thanks for lying with me.

Hange turned on her side, this time with his back to him, and pulled one of his arms close to her chest.

“Yeah. Maybe.”

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sleepy-gee · 2 months

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sejanus is a thigh man. (a lil draft from some hc im cooking up in my drafts for u bby)

Sej is a thigh man in the sense that the moment you return home from a long day, legs flopping onto the bed and your head aching from whatever troubles seem to be cursing your tired head, his head is almost immediately laid against the soft supple skin of your goregous thighs. That stupid giddy smile is draped across his lips as he says his little hello, even in your exhausted state you can't help to smile!!

he's also a thigh man in the sense that when (or if) that time of the month dreadfully falls upon the calendar once again, instead of leaving your poor worked up sej all hard and aching, you offer to let him fuck your thighs!! he loves it so much, he secretly prefers it to blowjobs..

hope u liked the lil snip it (i also hate being bisexual)

mwah x

PLEASE I NEED HIM SO BAD IT MAKES ME LOOK STUPID

thank you so much tho 🤭🤭🤭 he definitely is such a thigh man,,, hhhhh

#sleepy.answers #tbosas #sejanus plinth x reader #mndi

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green-socks · 2 years

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Dubious Times at the El Royale

Pairing: Miles Miller x F!reader

Summary: You have a major crush on your colleague Miles. One evening after a long shift Miles takes some new drug, and ends up thinking he's just having very vivid fantasies, when in reality you really are naked under him, even though you thought you knew better.

Words: 3.1k

Warnings: Please read these! This is over 18 only!! Unprotected PiV (we know better!), !!dubious consent due to Miles' drug use!!, an unknown/unspecified drug, loss of virginity, coming inside without permission. Reader has a lot of guilt over having sex before marriage because she was raised like that and the movie was set in the 60s and not like 2019, so. If these things make you uncomfortable, don't read, thanks! (All ends well tho so it's alright)

Notes: I have never written anything like this before, but something about Miles' face all bloody and pretty made me want to go a touch darker than usual? I have no idea what I'm doing, but I'm experimenting. Fortunately, I can thank @hederasgarden and @lorecraft for being absolutely amazing betas and helping me make sense of all this. Love you! Special shoutout to @hederasgarden for listening me talk about this a lot and not hating me for it <3 Also I'm sorry about the silly title lmaoo

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You liked Miles Miller. Well, more than liked. Head over heels was probably a better way to describe it. He was so sweet and considerate, always so polite to you and everyone, and not to mention handsome. You often found yourself gazing at him from across the hotel lobby, completely lost in a daydream, until something jolted you out of it and you remembered where you were.

But Miles wasn’t all bright eyes and soft smiles. One time you had accidentally discovered his secret, the addiction he was trying to hide from everyone, and while you had been shocked, you also understood. You had heard how many veterans turned to drugs to deal with everything they had experienced in the war. You didn’t know if you could rightly judge him for that, since you couldn’t even imagine the horrors he must have seen.

Of course, you worried for him a bit, but didn’t want to seem overbearing. It wasn’t your place. You just tried to make sure you were always kind to him in return and helped around as much as you could. You wanted to make his life a little bit easier, make him smile more often.

You weren’t sure if he returned your feelings, though that didn’t stop you from dreaming about it. And sometimes you did feel like he maybe liked you back, but then again it was a little hard to tell for certain since he got easily flustered with most people anyway. Which you found totally adorable.

It had been a really long day. You were tidying up the very last of the rooms, but you were stumped. The previous resident had rearranged the room to their liking, apparently, and you were trying to move all the furniture back into their right places.

Thing was, you were only one person, and the furniture was pretty heavy. You would need help to be able to move them all. Everyone else had already gone home, it was just you and Miles, so you left to go get him. Surely the two of you could handle the furniture easily. Plus, you were thrilled at the possibility of spending more time alone with Miles.

Miles wasn’t at the front desk, so you went to check the storage room where he often went. And sure enough, there he was sitting on the floor.

It was clear from his face that he had taken something already. Probably not a lot, but some. He still looked fit to help you work though, so you asked him to come with you.

Miles even removed his jacket to lift and move the pieces of furniture, and you tried not to openly gawk while his surprisingly strong arms lifted the chairs you were unable to. It was making you feel quite tingly. The bed you moved together since it was so big, and afterwards, when the last piece was in its right place and you had changed the sheets, you collapsed on the bed. Just to rest your legs for a little while.

Miles sat down next to you, and when you turned to look at him, he was watching you with a strange expression on his face. You couldn’t really tell what he was thinking at all.

“What?” you chuckled.

“Uhm..” He pulled what looked like a cigarette out of his pocket. “A guest gave this to me earlier. I was thinkin’ of smoking it tonight.”

“Oh. Well, you can go ahead,” you shrugged, not really knowing if it was a good idea or bad to stay with him here, but you figured you could still talk while he smoked.

“He said it was somethin’ new, but that I would be sure to enjoy it,” he explained while lighting it.

“Are you sure that’s safe?” you asked carefully.

“Yeah- yeah he’s gotten me stuff before,” Miles said, giving a rueful smile. “And it can’t be worse than what I usually do.”

His voice was laced with guilt, and you felt bad for him. He clearly carried a lot inside him.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Though you didn’t know what exactly was okay, you still put a hand on his arm to show him you meant to comfort.

“You’re too good to me, you know,” Miles mumbled.

“Nonsense, Miles! Besides, you’re always so kind to me, too. I like you for it,” you finished shyly.

“You’re like an angel on earth,” he said wistfully, as if he didn’t notice he said it out loud.

You were getting well and truly flustered now. Did he really think that? You supposed the drug could be making him think that, but he didn’t seem that high yet. Plus, it would be a weird drug, making someone think something like that out of nowhere, wouldn’t it?

The smell of the drug was in the air now, and so was the smoke, wrapping around you both like a blanket. You felt quite relaxed, sitting here on the bed with Miles, talking quietly. It was nice. You even dared to get a little bolder with your flirting, trying to see if he would respond to it. He seemed more open in this bubble you two shared, with no one else around and the whole place quiet. Like he could forget about everything for a while.

You didn’t know where you found the bravery to put your hand on his thigh, just above his knee, as you leaned in closer and laughed at something he said. It seemed to have an effect on Miles, however. But instead of getting flustered like usually – well, he was still breathing harder and getting redder – he did something unexpected.

He kissed you.

He leaned in and put his mouth on you, and you forgot how to breathe for a second. You made a surprised noise, but once the shock wore off you quickly kissed him back. It was somehow both sweet and desperate at the same time. You grabbed the collar of his shirt to pull him closer to you, which made you topple backwards on your back, effectively pulling Miles on top of you. Both of you let out a little oomph but didn’t stop kissing.

You didn’t plan on deepening the kiss, or rolling your hips against his instinctively, but it happened all the same. It was as if your body knew what it wanted before your brain did, and it all seemed to light a fire inside Miles.

Before you knew it, he was taking off your apron and your work dress, and it didn’t quite occur to you to stop him. Especially not when he ripped off his own shirt, revealing his pale skin to you. How were you supposed to think rationally when he was kissing his way down to your breasts, and you felt yourself getting all slippery between your legs? How were you supposed to remember this was a sin when it felt so good? How were you ever not supposed to give in when the boy you liked was looking down at you like that?

Or when he gasped, “This can’t be real. This is a dream.”

You giggled breathlessly and told him that it was real, though you had trouble believing it yourself.

However, when Miles started opening his trousers and you came face to face, so to speak, with his arousal, the hazy cloud of lust lifted somewhat. This wasn’t how you had imagined your first time to go, though you had dreamed it would be with Miles, oh you had dreamed it many times, it was in a very different setting. Somewhere romantic, and when you were already at least engaged.

You knew it was wrong to want this now. You should wait. It wasn’t right. But you wanted him so much, you did.

“Miles.. we– we shouldn’t.. you know,” you bit your lip, looking up at him.

But at the same time his hand had found its way to touch you between your legs, and your words trailed off as Miles groaned loudly, as if he was the one getting touched like that.

“So perfect.. Not real,” he whispered.

Miles slid one finger inside you, making you gasp. He moved his finger back and forth, like you sometimes did when you were alone, but it felt so different like this. So much more.

It felt so good, and Miles was clearly enjoying it as much as you were. He was moaning loudly, his eyes screwed shut, and you couldn’t deny it all added to your excitement. He was so handsome.

Your lust addled brain screeched into a halt though when you felt the press of something considerably larger than his finger at your entrance.

“M-miles,” you stammered. “We should wait..“

But Miles wasn’t hearing you. He seemed as if in a trance, eyes still screwed tight shut, his body trembling slightly as he pushed himself inside your tight heat, just that first inch.

“Miles,” you squeaked, feeling it sting as he stretched you.

“Ohhhh, god, so perfect. My sweet, perfect angel. I never wanna hurt you,” he panted.

You squirmed, trying to adjust to him, which made him groan again. It seemed that he was speaking the truth about not wanting to hurt you however, because when he was finally all the way in, he stopped, hips flush against you.

“So perfect, so good, feel so good around me, better than anythin’. I could never deserve you,” he blabbered, pressing kisses on your skin wherever he could reach.

You were feeling so torn. This wasn’t how you planned it, this shouldn’t be happening, but Miles really seemed to enjoy it, and you didn’t know what to do.

And then he started rocking into you, and your whole world shifted.

It was shameful. You were so ashamed, you were raised better than this, but heavens above, you liked it. It felt good. The slight sting of pain was no longer there, and instead you felt warmth spread all through your torso. Your emotions were all over the place, your brain telling you a different story from your body.

“Miles, we should stop, it’s not right,” you whispered, covering your face with your hands.

Again, it seemed he didn’t even hear you – instead his thrusts picked up pace, and he kept moaning breathlessly, “So good, oh, my angel, I dream of you every night.”

His words made you shiver, and you felt like you were going out of your mind. The feeling only got stronger as he sneaked a hand between your bodies where you were joined, circling his fingers over the bud at the apex.

You felt your whole body buzzing at the feeling, and you knew what would happen next. He was going to make you reach that peak whether it was right or not. Worse, you wanted him to. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably now, and you felt tears in your eyes, though you weren’t sure if they were because it felt so good or because it was so wrong.

“Miles, shit, you’re gonna make me– It’s–“

The rest of what you were going to say got cut off as you gasped and whimpered, feeling the tide take over, and you were helpless to do anything but surrender to it.

Miles panted open-mouthed moans into your neck as you orgasmed, but he didn’t slow down. No, he only picked up his pace, and it was clear he was aiming for his own peak now.

That’s when you heard a car door slam in the parking lot.

“Miles!” Your eyes flew open. “There’s a guest coming, they could come here and oh Miles someone could see!”

Your sweet Miles was fully lost to the pleasure, however – his hips kept ramming into you, hard, all the while his cries got even louder.

“Ohh god, you’re so perfect, you’re gonna make me come!”

“Miles!” you gasped.

“I love to hear you say my name, angel,” he moaned.

“Miles you can’t finish inside me!” He was on top of you so completely you could hardly move, let alone jostle him enough to make him pull out.

And amidst all this, you had the thought of how you’d give anything to have his child, if it were under different, more secure, circumstances. You felt so dirty. Why did you like this so much, even when you knew you shouldn’t have done it in the first place? You whimpered his name one last time as his whole body shook, and he cried out his release into your neck.

Tears pricked in your eyes. You were so overwhelmed with guilt and the slowly fading desire. How could you have done this?

“Miles we have to get up, there’s a guest waiting, come on.”

Apparently now finally mindful enough of not crushing you, Miles slid out of you, making you whimper again. He collapsed on the bed next to you, still panting. You were still in shock, trying to process everything that had happened, blinking up at the ceiling. You knew there could be consequences for doing something like this, especially out of wedlock, but you hadn’t been able to care about that in the moment. Even though you had been taught to do so all your life.

The spiraling thoughts were interrupted when you heard the bell from the front desk ringing again. Then you jumped into action, frantically pulling your work dress back on and scurrying out of the room. You couldn’t deal with this right now, there was a guest waiting and if you stopped to think about what just happened you might freak out a bit. Thinking of things like what did this mean and does he love you and what will happen next, so it was better to just get back to work.

Miles didn’t show up again for the rest of your shift that evening, but you found him absolutely freaking out behind the front desk when you came to work the next day. All the turmoil of the previous night flew out of your head the moment you saw him in distress like that.

“Miles? What’s going on? Is something wrong?”

He turned to look at you, face all scrunched up in worry and like three different kinds of pain.

“You– You left your apron in that room. I woke up in there and was all alone but there was your apron and.. what happened?” he whispered, looking a little bit terrified of what the answer would be.

Your stomach dropped all the way to the floor. Oh no, this was so much worse. Was he really so high he didn’t even remember?

“Y-you don’t remember? What we…. did,” you gulped on the last word.

“We did?!” he cried, making you jump a litte. You’d never heard him so loud, and even after last night that was saying something.

“You mean I wasn’t– That I– It was real??”

“Felt like that to me,” you croaked feebly. This was all kinds of horrible. Maybe he hadn’t even really wanted you. Maybe he’d thought you were someone else. Oh god. You would have to leave the country. This was so embarrassing.

Miles fell out of sight behind the corner. Thinking he had fainted or something in shock you rushed to open the countertop to get to him.

He was on his knees on the floor, tears in his eyes and his chin quivering.

“I am so, so sorry. I can’t believe I did that to you. I thought I imagined it all, but when I woke up and you was gone and your apron and the smell.. and I thought maybe it was real after all and I am so sorry. I swore to myself I’d never hurt you. I swore I’d keep away; I couldn’t deserve you,” he babbled as the tears now leaked out of his eyes.

“I swear I didn’t realize, I thought I was just alone and…. well.. you know… It seemed more vivid than usual but I still never believed it could have been real,” he sniffled.

That part gave you pause. More vivid than usual? He had thought he’d been alone and just fantasizing? As in, he has done that while thinking of you? More than once? Did he do it often?? Your mind was buzzing with questions.

“You don’t have to forgive me, but I’ll do anythin’ to show you I’m sorry. We should of course get married–”

“Now back up just a minute, Miles,” you sternly stopped his rambling.

His head snapped back up, those teary eyes looking up at you now.

“I like you, but I do not want you to shotgun yourself into marrying me. That’s not how I want my marriage to happen.”

You kneeled on the floor opposite him.

“And yeah, I do appreciate the apology, because that would explain some things, maybe, that you were too high to know what was real… But also, in case you don’t remember – and maybe you don’t – I did like it. A lot, actually. Sure, I was really ashamed, too, because I shouldn’t have liked it, we definitely shouldn’t have done it. For god’s sake, we aren’t even together, let alone married or even engaged.. and at work!” You took a deep breath before continuing. “But it was you. Of course I still wanted it.”

Miles’ sniffles had quieted, and he was looking at you with a wide eyed expression.

“I had imagined it going a little differently.. like we’d have at least several dates first and–”

“We could still do that,” Miles blurted out, a little desperate. “If-if you wanted to. You probably don’t, what am I thinkin’, especially after that..” he trailed off.

“It would be a bit of a backwards approach, but maybe we could try a date and see what happens?” you tried to suggest tentatively.

“You mean it?”

You nodded and smiled. “I’d really like that.”

“I promise I won’t touch you again until I’ve at least given you a ring. And I promise I’ll never get high again. I won’t do that again.” His jaw was set, and he had a flushed determination on his sweet face.

“It’s okay, Miles. One step at a time,” you smiled. “We’ll figure it out.” You leaned in to kiss his still wet cheek.

And then you heard the sound of a car from the parking lot again, reminding you of where you were. But this time when you jumped up and straightened your dress to get ready to greet the customer, you did so with a much lighter heart and a genuine smile.

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tagging: @skvatnavle

#miles miller x reader #miles miller x you #miles miller #bad times at the el royale #i still don't know what i'm doing #i accidentally wrote something #lewis pullman #mndi #mind the warnings

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avixenprince · 11 days

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NSFW-ISH REN COSPLAY

Can you read what the bathmat says?

#ren hana #boyfriend to death #bd/sm kink #corruption kink #r@pe kink #mndi #18+ mdni #ren hana cosplay #btd ren #btd2 ren #fox beastkin #beastkin #onlyfans tease #onlyfansbabe #loyalfans

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narrators-journal · 3 months

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Scotty doesn't know

This is an Ao3 ask, and I tried to really improve my writing with this one. Really up the emersion on the smut segment bc they've been feeling kinda sparce and short. Hope u all enjoy as well!

Senku Ishigami wasn’t your brother. If anything, he was a distant, distant ancestor that had been petrified long before your village had come about. Yet, in the short time he had been living with Chrome at the edge of your home, the two of you had grown remarkably close. To the point that Gen Asagiri, a beautiful, charming man that had befriended Senku to the point of betrayal, jokingly called you the leek-haired scientist’s sister.

Yet, at the same time that he joked about your bond with the scientist, and how your interest in scientific and modern things, or any visual similarity you may possibly share with the scientist ‘proved it’, whatever itwas, he seemed to simultaneously take the percieved connection seriously. Judging from how he dodged all of your attempts to seduce or court him.

”Gen, do you think I’m attractive?” You asked as you followed the scientist through the cloud-dimmed forest to fetch material for Senku. “Yes, I think you’re quite cute, why?” He hummed back, glancing over at you while you kept calm and picked a leaf from a passed bush, “Because, I’ve been trying to get your attention for days now, and you’ve never taken the invitation.” You said bluntly, and the mentalist let out a squeak at your to-the-point words. “Ah, yeah, I’ve noticed that…” He admitted, though his gorgeous blue eyes didn’t meet yours as you reached the cave you had been looking for. “So, do you like me? Why are you hesitating if you think I’m cute? I’m of age, I promise.” You assured, but he shook his head as he began to scan the walls and floor for the complex-named material your ‘brother’ wanted.

And, since the modern man didn’t respond, you turned your own attention to gathering materials. Though, you threw the odd glance at him to make sure he knew that you still expected an answer as the two of you went deeper into the cavern. Until, finally, he sighed and stood up from material gathering to come over to you. “Okay, you got me, I like you. I simply hesitated because of how close you are with Senku. He’s rather fond of you in a brotherly sense, and I’m his friend. It’s rather frowned upon from a modern sense for me to date you.” He explained, which, made you scowl. “You do realize I’m a grown woman, right? Senku’s my friend, but he’s not actually my brother. He holds no form of power over me or my partner choices.” You argued, which made the magician chuckle. The man pausing to listen to the beginnings of soft rainfall at the mouth of the cave before he hummed, “Well, you’ve got me there. What exactly do you want to do about it though?” He asked, his tone rather amused, maybe by your confidence, or gutsy admissions.

And, as you stood there, in the somewhat damp darkness of the cave, with a bag of materials in one hand. You began to feel the first flames of embarrassment creep into your cheeks. This time, it was Gen who gave you an expectant look, which made you squirm. Not only in embarrassment, but also from the first tendrils of excitement that bloomed. After all, he seemed to be giving his own invitation. And no one was around to know…

In place of a verbal answer, you acted upon an impulsive decision. Stepping forward and tossing aside your bag of materials before kissing the odd-haired man to get a squeak of surprise out of him. Yet, despite his shock, he didn’t pull away, and instead leaned into your kiss.

And, Gen’s lips were more wonderful than you had ever thought to dream. He tasted like the colas Senku paid him with, and all you could do was let the magician take the lead. Not that you minded. In fact, you all but melted into Gen like butter over a hot pancake, and if that wasn’t enough to do it, the brush of his hands over your hips and up your sides turned you into putty.

So, when you felt the brush of his nimble hands over your skin, you took the green light and slipped your hands beneath his coat. In turn, the magician slid his hands beneath your dress to send shivers through your body that weren’t from the chill of the cave’s air.

Not that the cool air of the damp cavern, or the patter of rain outside registered to you, all that you felt was the warmth of his skin and the zips of arousing electricity when his skilled lips moved from your mouth, to your jaw, to your throat. Only pausing so he could hum, “We should probably stop for now. You’re basically Senku’s sister, and, y’know, we’re in a cave.” But, you shook your head, your body pressed against his, and your fingers tangled in his dual-toned hair in case he attempted to pull away. “No, please don’t. Senku doesn’t have to know, and we can be quick in case someone comes looking. It’s fine.” You argued, able to feel Gen smile against your burning skin at your words before he kissed the crook of your neck and teased, “My~ Sounds like you’re quite eager to sleep with me. I’m flattered~” Which, made you chuckle, breathless from your thundering heart and fluttering belly. Yet, he didn’t argue the point further beyond that. Instead, he gave you another, more heated kiss that you did your best to match the passion of. Even when the magician slipped his tongue into your mouth and drank down the moan you gave.

However, he didn’t give your eager cunt the attention you ached for. Even when you whined and ground your soaked pussy against his leg, all he did was hike up the thick material of your dress to massage your plump breasts and pinch and tease your nipples. Which, still stoked the lustful fire that rippled over your skin, but did little to soothe the agonizing ache of need in your panties. “Gen…” You whined, your hands fumbling to find his arm to try and push it further down your body to make your desires as clear as possible. Yet, all the magician did was pull you into yet another quick kiss and pull away from you completely despite your whimpers.

Though, your complaints quickly went quiet when the gorgeous man shifted his pants down to release his erection to the cool air before tugging at the fabric of your own underwear. So, you used the coarse stone of the cavern wall for support as you kicked the fabric of your underwear into the darkness of the cavern. “Can I suck your dick?” You asked, and Gen’s eyebrows rose at your question, “Wow, you really do have a crush on me, huh?” He chuckled, and you would’ve felt your cheeks flare with a burst of heat at that, but with how fast your blood already zipped in your veins, it was indistinguishable as he continued. “No, not this time at least,” Which, had your preverbial ears perked, “This time?” you asked, those few words laced with excitement that seemed to trickle into your blood to mingle with the arousal like the rain you could still hear echoing in the cavern softly. “Yes, this time,” he hummed, but you were kept from further questioning by yet another quick kiss as the man hoisted you up to pin you against the cold stone of the cave wall. Ending the conversation entirely with a simple, “But that’s if we don’t get caught by Senku.”

You nodded as a shudder crawled over your skin at the slight brush of Gen’s erection against your drooling pussy. The warmth of him contrasted sharply with the chill of the cave’s air and fanned the flames yet again to make you squirm and whine once more.

So, with the rush of fresh need in your blood, you didn’t complain about the lack of a chance to savor your lover’s touches further. The feeling of his cock as it pushed into you was all you cared about at that point. Even if his movements were slow, you moaned loudly with each inch that slid into you. By the time Gen began to thrust into you, your thoughts had simmered down to little more than incoherent strings of pleasure that bubbled and swirled in your mind. You were simply left to pant and rely on the chill of the cavern around you to keep you from floating off too soon.

After all, while you could understand the lack of time you and Gen had to thoroughly explore eachother’s bodies in the cavern, you didn’t want to rushthatmuch. You still wanted to enjoy the feeling of your crush’s cock as it slid in and out of you with lewd squelches and waves of friction that twisted your belly into knots.

Yet, all you could do to relieve the itch for more was moan and arch your back to press as much of your body as you could into Gen. Though, the magician did do his best to litter your neck with feather-light kisses, or nip at your sweetspot as he moved, it never felt like enough to quench the raging fire in your skin.

All you could do was try and let the burning heat of pleasure roll over you. Clawing into Gen’s shoulders for some form of an anchor amidst the waves of bliss each of his deep thrusts sent rippling through you. Moans, meanwhile, all but tumbled from your lips like a waterfall and mixed with his moans and the rythmic slap of his hips against yours in the damp air of the cave. Soon joined by muttered curses from both you, and the magician. ”Shit...I think I’m close…” Gen warned, his voice husky and breathless against your throat, which, earned a responding whine from you. The only words that could be formed through the flurry of friction and pleasure.

Though, thankfully, you didn’t need to say anything to the man for him to get the message, because when the friction fiseemed to finally get to him, he knew to pull out without a word. So, instead of being pumped full of warm cum, Gen’s load splattered onto your belly with a louder groan.

Afterwards, you both were spent. Moments slipped by with little beyond puffs of breaths and the distant patter of rain on the stone walls of the cave. Though, once you and Gen had your breath back, conversation was still left for later. Your focus went back to material gathering, then the trek back to the village before the rain grew more intense. Yet, you decided to still hold onto that hope for ‘next time’.

#Gen Asagiri x fem!reader #Gen Asagiri #Dr. Stone #dcst #x reader #Ao3 ask #scenario #not sfw #mndi #lemon #spicy #minors do not interact

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inwardandout · 2 months

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Some people want to be taken by a beast in the body of a man.

Some people just want to be held against a wall by a rough hand.

Some people just want to see the stars and scream the name imprinted in their soul.

Truth hurts most when you face the momentary duality of a man. Innocence and sin don't shake hands.

Contrast draws the walls of literature when we try to afford unspeakable things which reality doesn't offer us.

Abnormality excites you, doesn't it?

That's why some people dream of being broken with a knife to their throat while being told sweet nothings.

''You like it, don't you?''

''I can't hear you. Use your words.''

''I asked you a question.''

It makes your heart crumble with desire you're not supposed to have. That's why we're the filthiest beings– we are attracted to what spits poison in our mouth. There are hues of hatred fused with dark love.

Some people cry in the ear of their demon.

''It's too much.''

Is it? Or are you not used to the feeling? It's too late to turn back when his eyes dig your heart and devour you. At that moment, regardless of how blurry your vision is, you're going to hear three little words that sound a bit like I love you.

''You can take it.''

Your body is no longer yours. Your soul has been sold to a beast.

Freestyle.

#poetry #dark romance #romance #smut #writing #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #poets on tumblr #original poem #original post #mndi #writerscommunity #poem #literature

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sangorous · 2 years

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y’all sit here and say “mdni” and be GROWN ASF (21+) and continue to write smut about characters who are -21 (21 and younger). like i honestly don’t get it LMFAO, like you’re a walkin contradiction. like please stop writin smut about characters who are still high schoolers, it looks weird that you have to age up high schoolers for your personal and sexual desires. wise words from tori.🖖🏾

#smut #smut reading #mndi #writer #black reader #x black reader #mha x black reader #jjk x black reader #mha x reader #jjk x reader

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sockslikeautumn · 4 days

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Masterlist

Links to all of my content

Julian Peyton

Old masterlist

Links to my previous account's content

Monster - discontinued book

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

On AO3 and Wattpad it's also discontinued!

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urbigsockssmell · 5 days

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@sockslikeautumn

I've made a new 18+ blog dedicated to my new work! I still will be using this one for my reposts and the other one only for my writing. I will try to stay consistent there, I promise.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

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parxgender · 12 days

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My bottom, top, vers and side flags.

(These are purely referring to penetration! They have nothing to do with dominance or submission!)

#for those who don't know side means someone whose sex doesn't involve penetrating or being penetrated !#flags #my flags #not sft #mndi #minors dni

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krissysays · 2 months

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Hi All!!!! I’m just stopping in to say that I’m still here and I will be working on something soon, I’ve been struggling with writer’s block but I should be back soon… Not sure whether it will be smut, fluff, or angst but no matter what,

Men & Minors, Do Not Interact

(Interaction of any sort will lead to blocking. Do not test me, I do not play around.)

However, for you 18+ readers? Enjoy ;)

#☪︎ꨄ❥krissysays✎#bada lee smut #bada lee #bada lee x fem reader #gxg smut #18+ only #mndi #bada lee x y/n #swf2 x reader #team bebe #wlw #bada #aiki swf1 #aiki x reader #swf1

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touyazbbygirl · 16 days

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My Hero Server is now Open and Welcoming new people

I have finally finished the server and ready for new people to come in! I will say it will be quiet at first before some join

Server Link

Long with the rest of my servers it is 18+, yes you will verify your age. Please read this part before joining.

you will not be let in without verification. Theres some rules we have sent in place to ensure the safety of everyone joining the server with verifying that you are over the age of 18. As an adult I dont want to be speaking with a minor about adult topics and conversations nor do I think children should be involved in such topics. Even being involved in any venting in the server about regular life topics. Thanks for understanding. You will get a grace of a week of sitting in the unverified until you are removed from not becoming verified.

I dont know how more clear I need to be on this. it is ONLY for adults. No children. I get kids like to think they are grown but they still tend to think that they can step into adult spaces. Same with works that are posted that are clearly labeled as MDNI yet they still consume the content when we have tried our best to put as many tags and warnings that still go ignored. This is the reason for the verification.

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friend-of-giants · 2 years

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Distant sound of a party for Wren!

💛 @vilkas

This turned out a little spicier than I anticipated! Minors may want to stay away as this ends up as sort of a fade-to-black smut piece 😂 I am not proud of myself. I also do not know what is being celebrated in said party, it's just a citywide get together for the fine folks of Riften!

Word count: 806

Warnings: alcohol use, a drunk guy throws up, implications of sexual activity

Tagging: @lookathooves @cwahsont @lucien-lachance idk who else wants to see this kind of thing lol

Nobody could celebrate quite like the people of Riften.

The town square had been transformed over the course of the afternoon. Glowing orbs of magic hovered above the plaza, painting the usually dingy city in a cool, pleasant light for once. The Black-Briar meadery and the local tavern had set up shop in the marketplace, selling all manner of food and drink, but mostly mead.

Jarl Laila Law-Giver even called upon the Bard’s college to send some of their finest musicians to grace the event, but they were drowned out by dozens of drunken conversations, each growing louder by the minute as the guests struggled to let their voices be heard.

Teldryn pushed his way through the crowd, silently kicking himself in the ass for letting Wren out of his sight. He hadn’t seen her in nearly half an hour, and she would be awfully hard to find seeing as he had downed a few too many bottles of mead himself, and the fact that she was so damn tiny. She wasn’t in line at any of the stalls, nor in the small gathering in front of the performing bards.

Maybe she went home, he thought. He supposed it would be worth a try checking there, at least.

The alleys were much less crowded, with only a few straggling partygoers finding their way down them, likely trying to find a more quiet place to talk. One particularly drunk man was heaving his guts in front of the general goods store. Teldryn held his breath as he walked by, and thanked the Gods he wouldn’t have to clean that up in the morning.

Across the bridge in front of him lay Honeyside, nice and snug in the shadows against the outer walls of the city. The windows were dark, and a tug on the doorhandle confirmed that she hadn’t been here.

“Damn it.” He sighed heavily and paced for a moment in front of the door before leaning against it. She would return at some point, and he would be here when she decided to show. At least the sky was clear, so he tilted his head back to watch the stars while he waited.

Something small and warm grazed against the small of his back, and the familiar scent of dragon’s tongue flowers and honey struck him. A smile worked its way to his lips and he glanced down to find exactly what he had been looking for.

“There you are,” he purred. Wren gazed back at him with heavy eyelids and a grin as wide as her face, a nearly empty bottle of Black-Briar reserve in one hand. “I’d been looking all over for you, where’d you go?”

“My garden.” Wren downed the last of her drink and set the bottle aside, then placed her hand on his chest. “I wanted to have some quiet time,” she said, staring at the buttons of his shirt. Her fingers unhooked the top two and she pulled the fabric aside and let out a happy little hum.

Teldryn drew in a sharp breath as her lips pressed against his bare skin, and he forced out his thoughts as calmly as he could. “I was worried, little dragon.”

Wren opened her eyes and looked up at him, not taking her mouth away from his chest even to speak. “Why?”

“I saw how much you had to drink, you could have-” He let his head fall back and sighed as she tugged clumsily at the waistband of his pants and continued nipping at his flesh. “...could have fallen into the canals.”

She chuckled against him. “But I didn't.”

A faint roar of laughter erupted from the town center which soon faded away, leaving the dull murmur of the crowd and the faintest hint of music floating down the alley toward them. Teldryn wondered what fun they were missing out on, but he was glad to be away from the noise.

“So…” he began, pushing his fingers through her hair. Wren stopped her little bout of kisses and rested her head on his chest, his open shirt fluttering as she released a hot breath down the front of it. Teldryn smiled. "Want to head back to the party?”

"No." She slowly pulled away from him and fumbled through her pockets, then pulled out her key, jiggled it in the lock, and the door opened with a satisfying creak.

Wren stepped inside, then turned back to him with a look that sent a ripple of desire through him. Her pupils were blown wide, leaving only a thin ring of crimson on the black of her eyes, and even by the dim light of the moons he could see her ears and cheeks had grown purple. Teldryn's pulse quickened as she took his hand, and he followed her inside for their own celebration.

#prompt fic #oc: wren #teldryn sero #i know this isnt actual smut but its the closest ive posted ok im nervous lol #i almost didnt tag the characters out of shame #mndi #...just to be safe

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