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Never Have I Ever... - Syverson

Summary: Meeting your childhood friend’s new neighbor on your annual campfire gathering started fun and casual but slowly turned into a game of teasing and seeing how far the other will go. 

Pairing: Syverson x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smutty content, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex. Let me know if I missed something.

Word count: approx. 6,5k

A/N: Hi all! I don’t think it’s a surprise that I’m obsessed with Sy. I have a lot of other prompts waiting to be written out but went for this one. I wasn’t sure if I had to split this into two parts like I did with Thrilling Evening, but decided to keep this as a (rather long) one-shot. Enjoy!

“Never have I ever… kissed someone from the same sex!” Timothy exclaimed loudly as his sparkling, mischievous eyes roamed over the group which formed a circle around the blazing bonfire. It was a pleasant mid summer evening, the temperature was still quite delicate even though the sun had set. The stacked branches crackled as the orange and yellow flames licked the defenseless timber, spreading a warm toned glow over our faces. 

—

Twice a year your group of friends would get together at the beach house of Timothy’s parents and even though some of you were ‘rusted regulars’ the group seemed to grow each time since you were all getting older and had tagged other people along. 

The ‘rusted regulars’, as Allan had called your group consisted of Allan, Timothy, Lisa and yourself. Over the years the group extended, under the guise of ‘the more the merrier’. 

So had Allan escorted his girlfriend Mary who brought her brother Dave. Lisa had introduced John and his fiancé Sarah, you knowing Sarah from your bootcamp group. And two years ago Timothy had introduced his newly, very handsome and single, neighbor Syverson.

Even though you didn’t see each other that much you became a close group of friends throughout the years who valued your friendship greatly.

—

A few in the group groaned and sighed at Timothy’s statement. 

“Boo! So immature, what are you twelve?” sighed Allan as he fibbled with the label of his beer bottle. 

“Ah come on Allan, don’t be such a nudnick!” he replied and took a big swig off his beer, no one batted an eye since you all heard the story of how he had made out with someone from the same sex a couple years ago.

“Come on, who else?” He pointed his beer around the group. You sighed, looked at Lisa and Mary who sat next to you, who gave you the same expression and clinked drinks as you also took a swig which caused some snickers from the group.

“Oooh tell us, was it with each other?” 

“Well Timo, we agreed not to enlighten every sip, so, next up Sy.” Lisa said and raised her bottle to Syverson who sat next to Timothy who smirked but didn’t press on. 

“Uh okay.. right.” he said while clearing his throat. You almost shuddered as his heavy, deep voice reached your ears. 

—

From the first time meeting Syverson you were swept away by an instant. Not only by his muscular and godlike body, his clear, sapphire colored eyes or his deep, rumbling voice, but also his kind, caring and sharp mind. He may looked rough from the outside but he surprised you as you discovered his friendly and open-minded personality by the first campfire you shared.

That evening the two of you ended up together at the campfire whereas the rest of the group grew tired and went to bed. You’ve talked for hours on and on, chatting about your lives and getting to know each other till the fire burned out and the cold settled in. 

As you walked back to Timothy’s house he wrapped his big, toned arm around you when he saw you shiver and running your hands up and down your bare arms, attempting to rub the cold away. His warmth embracing you, radiating your body with his which made your cheeks flush, you were thankful for the darkness so he couldn’t see. 

When you reached the doorstep he thanked you for the delightful chat, kissed your cheek and went off to his own house, peaking over his shoulder as you entered the house. 

The following meetings you seem to grow closer and closer, feeling the energy shift between the two of you. What started as some innocent flirting now enveloped into a game of serious teasing, looking how far the other would go. Making dirty references and giving each other teasing glares, which gave you the chills and made your skin tingle. Even though the atmosphere changed between you, nothing had happened. Yet.

—

His bright blue eyes met yours, holding your stare for a split second and then shifted to John and Sarah. “Never have I ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person.” A slight grin appeared on his face when John snickered. John, Sarah, Dave, Allan and Timothy took a sip from their drinks. 

“John, Sarah?” You asked. “I know the stories of Allan, Dave and Timothy, but you both?” Curiosity rose within you as you shifted to the edge of your seat, eager to hear their stories.

“Well..” Sarah started and looked at John who had a cheeky smile plastered on his face. “When we first started dating I had his number saved in my phone under daddy which I found very exciting and made me giggle every time I got a text or call from him.”

“This is my favorite story” Mary whispered, Syverson’s lip curved into a half smile and lifted his eyebrows briefly as he agreed with her. 

Sarah bit her lip and cringed, shaking her head and looked back at you, taking a breath and continued smiling. “This one time I got drunk and missed John so much I thought that I send him a text just to let him know how much I missed him. But what I didn’t know was that I actually texted my real dad..”

John’s deep laugh rumbled across the campfire at the memory and reached for her hand. “I wished to see his face when he got your text.” Sarah let out a laugh herself and the others too, apparently already heard the story before.

“Oh my God, what did you text your dad?!” You exclaimed and shushed the others down, receiving a warning look from Syverson but you knew it was a playful one.

“Oh Jesus. I’m just so glad we never talked about this ever again but that night I accidentally send him ‘What I need right now is sleep, food and sex. Except I actually don’t care about the first two’.”

Laughter and snickers filled the air again and the game went on. Everyone getting a bit tipsy which resulted in the questions getting dirtier and more vulgar, watching Syverson’s reaction close and shivered when you saw him staring at you while take a sip at ‘never have I ever had sex in a public space’ and ‘never have I ever pictured someone of the group naked’. Your imagination ran free at the thought of him railing you against his truck next to his house or fucking you right here on the beach, his big hands roaming over your body, squeezing and grabbing just in the right way. The impure thoughts made you clench your thighs, trying to shut out the smoldering feeling building up in your core and the movement didn’t go unnoticed by him.

He grinned and then quickly bit down his bottom lip to keep his smile concealed from the group. Oh he was only making it worse now. Just that tiny motion increased the tightness in your stomach like adding a log onto the campfire which was covered in gasoline. 

Dave’s voice brought you back to reality. “Ah guys, we’re out of booze..” 

“Not getting it!” Lisa and Mary shouted, quickly followed by Timothy, Allan and Sarah. “Me neither!”

“Dave and I are acquitted since we did the last run. So Syverson and Y/N get off your big butts and bring us some more,” John said and leaned back but quickly added a “please” when he saw Syverson glaring at his demand.

“Alright let’s get these brats some more drinks. Ain’t fun to get all dried up right Timo?” A smirk spread across your face and gave Lisa and Allan a knowing look, them exactly knowing you were referring to a memory from years back.

“Oh eat a bag of dicks!” Timothy exclaimed and aimed his flipflop into your direction but instead of hitting you it flew straight into the fire and the group roared with laughter. “Oh fuck me!” 

“Okay Sugar, get ya sexy ass going. I still have loads of drinks in my fridge,” Syverson revealed his grin and you glared at him as he put his hand onto your arm and escorted you to the house which was a short 15-minute walk. The air between you suddenly feeling a bit tense and the chatter of the group faded as you made your way to Sy's house. 

His warm hand still lingered on your arm and it suddenly made you aware of how big he actually was, making you feel both small and submissive but also intrigued and very turned on.

“Sexy ass huh?” You teased, bumping his toned bicep with your fist and grinned at him. 

“Mmm” he grunted and let his hand slide over your arm, thinking he would drop it next to his muscular side but instead he lifted his hand back and spanked your ass cheek. And he spanked you hard.

A noise escaped your lips, sounding somewhat in between a gasp and moan as you quickly covered your mouth with your hand, staring at him in disbelieve as he said. “Never have I ever wanted to do that as badly as I just did now.” 

A mischievous smirk appeared on his face as his eyes sparkled with excitement, anticipating your reaction. You quickly pulled yourself together and mirrored his facial expression while closing the distance between the two of you so fast he didn’t even had time to blink. Now standing so close to each other that you felt his chest brushing yours as his eyes lowered to your lips which were now just an inch away from his.

“Never have I ever wanted that so badly..” You whispered as you felt his hot breath caressing your face. You bit your lower lip and tiptoed your fingers over his pecs which made his throat bop. 

“You know what else?”

“What else do ya want Sugar?”

You lifted your gaze back up and felt his chest swell against yours as he puffed. The sapphire color of his eyes darkened as his pupils slightly dilated. Leaning in a bit closer, lips almost brushing his as you said, “Right now I want a drink.”

Leaning back you tried to look innocent and watched his face as he grinned. “I have something better. After you m’am.” He gestured towards the back door and when you passed him you saw him shake his head with a slight smile.

—

“You made chocolate mousse?!” You raised your brows at him in surprise, one hand holding the fridge door while pointing with your other at the fluffy dessert which caught your eye. 

He glided his hand over his beard as he smiled, leaning back onto the counter. “Yeah I did. Ya surprised?” He questioned and observed your startled face while crossing his arms over his broad chest. 

Still a bit shocked you closed your mouth when you noticed you were still gaping at him. In one way or another Syverson seemed to keep to amaze you, he made a dessert? Lost for words you shrugged.

“Ya wanna have a bite?”

You blinked.

“From the dessert I mean.” 

A chuckle escaped your lips as he grabbed two spoons and made his way to you, taking the mousse out of the fridge and handing you one of the spoons.

“Sit.” He ordered and padded the counter. A chill rand down your spine at his deep command and you heaved yourself up onto the counter, dangling your legs while leaning forward, taking him in.

Even though Syverson was huge, strong and eyed intimidating, his actions now where soft as he carefully unwrapped the dessert. Unlike the way he smacked your ass which you swear could still feel tingling.

He closed the distance between you and held out the dessert, allowing you to take the first scoop.

“Do you cook often, Sy?” You asked him, holding up your spoon and waited for him to take a scoop as well.

“Not all the time but sometimes I really like to cook or bake. Takes my mind off things ya know.” 

He answered and you nodded in understanding. 

“I get that. I can’t wait discover the taste,” heaving the spoon up he mirrored your action. 

“From the dessert I mean.” He snorted when you repeated his words and together you tried the mousse.

“Mmm!” You murmured, eyes opening wide as the surprising taste of chocolate filled your mouth. The taste was amazing, full and rich while the texture was smooth and light. 

“Oh my God, Sy!” You exclaimed and shook your head. “This is freaking amazing! Never have I ever tasted such a nice mousse, I need more,” trying to take another scoop he quickly pulled the dessert away and clicked his tongue.

“Not so fast, ya greedy minx,” he replied. You bit your lip as his piercing gaze held you into place. “Ya need to earn it,” he grinned and you leaned into him, excitement sparkled in your eyes.

“Mmm, well tell me what you want,”

“What if I showed ya?”

He placed the dessert on the counter, placed his big paws on your knees, pulling them a bit apart so he could stand in between them while leaning in. Both of your grins faded while staring into each other eyes.

His gaze darted between your eyes and lips and felt how his thumbs started to draw small circles on your thighs. You tried to swallow the dry lump which was forming in your throat and felt the fire inside you scorch up again like the blazing bonfire on the beach.

Feeling a bit nervous you whispered as you didn’t trust your voice, “Never have I ever wanted someone to kiss me this bad,” and that’s all what Syverson needed.

He closed the small space between you as he hungrily pressed his lips onto yours, his warm grip on your knees tightened as a deep growl rumbled through his chest. Your hands shot forward, gripping his shirt and pulling him in more. Goosebumps bursted out over your skin, blood started to ring in your ears as your heart pounded loudly in your chest. Just kissing him and feeling his hands on you was making you lose your mind, his soft lips caressing yours, driving you mad already.

Oh my. Oh my. Oh my.

Both of you caught your breath as he pulled away, his forehead resting onto yours as he stroked your face with one of his hands while the other squeezed your leg.

“Right Sugar, guess ya deserve another bite,” he said but your hand shot forward and interrupted his movement to reach for the dessert. Arousal flooded your bloodstream, taking the better of you. 

“I had enough for now, I want more of you,” words coated with desire escaped your lips before you even could think. Sy’s nose flared at your statement and pulled you back in so your lips could meet again. 

Your hands roamed over his chest up to his neck, clawing at his buzzcut which made him hiss. His hands glided over your legs and moved up to your waist, squeezing your sides hungrily as he bit down your lip, asking for permission. Yearning for more you opened up so his tongue could slide in, stroking yours eagerly which made your insides melt. He was an amazing kisser, more than you could’ve dreamed of. 

Unable to suppress the lust coursing through your veins you bucked your hips at him while your nails scraped his neck, moving down over his robust chest to the rim of his shirt, breaking the kiss so you could take it off. Your lustful gaze took in his godlike upper body, hands automatically stroking over his features as your breath hitched. A smirk splayed on his face by seeing your reaction and reached for the edge of your summer dress, wanting to see more of you.

You lifted your arms so he could take it off and tossed the fabric across the kitchen. Now it was him who let his eyes roam over your body, taking in your deep blue colored laced lingerie and swallowed.

“Damn baby, that’s my favorite color,” he said hoarsely, his needing look made you shudder. His hands roamed down your sides, to your legs and cupped the back of your knees and dragged you swiftly over the counter towards him, your ass now on the edge of the counter. The unexpected movement and the feeling of his hard groin pressing into you made you squeal. Wrapping your legs around his waist to drag him closer.

His hand started to cares your legs, up and down, up and down. “Ya have no idea off all the things I wanna do to ya now.. Please let me.” 

You swallowed your dry throat and nodded eagerly. “Never have I ever wanted you like I do now,” he chuckled as you spoke in the words of the never-have-I-ever-game. 

“Good. ‘Cause I can’t wait to taste ya,” before you could answer he kissed you again, a throb shot through your core as his hands roamed all over your body, just like you imagined when you were sitting outside by the campfire, but now it was happening for real. 

Moving your head to the side to give him more access you felt his teeth sink into the delicate skin of your neck. You hissed as a shot of pleasure mixed with slight pain shot through your body, he quickly pressed his tongue and lips at the mark to smoothen the bite. His hands skimmed down your spine, unclasping your bra and tossed it after your summer dress. Mouth moving down your neck as his hands cupped your breasts, his fingers playing with the small buds which were peaked caused by your arousal.

“Ah fuck Sy..” You moaned and grasped his head while looking down at him. His bushy beard tickled your sensitive skin, moving to your left breast he flicked his tongue over your nipple.

“Heavens above, ya tits are fuckin’ amazing,” he growled while moving on to your right, his warm hands caressing your ribcage making you writhe underneath his touch.

Slowly he laid you back down onto the counter, the cool marble touched your back as he hungrily pressed kisses on your right breast, then your left, then in between and then lower and lower and lower… hands cupping your boobs while he reached your belly button. Licking a small circle around it and continued his descent.

Your hips bucked under his touch and kisses, needing to feel more. Panting breaths left your lips as you took him in. He was now leaning over your stomach, his bare muscular upper body gleaming in the light as he looked up at you, darkened eyes filled with desire stared back at you. 

He grinned and placed a kiss on your lace-covered mound, digging his nails into your sides, scraping down to your ass and gave it a hard squeeze.

“Please Sy,” you begged as the pool between your legs increased. 

“Mmm” he grumbled, “I love hearing my name rollin’ over ya tongue. Let’s see what else can come out of that pretty mouth of yours.” 

He shoved your panty aside and slid his finger over your mound down your slit. “Hot damn Sugar. Look at how wet ya are already. Probably can’t wait for me to fill ya right up, ain’t cha?”

The dirty words added fuel to your building fire and you arched your back as he leaned in and slid his tongue over your drenched center, licking down and up and sucked on the bundle of nerves at your apex. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He was way too good at this, just one lick of his tongue had you writhe and shaking underneath him. Squeezing your breasts once more he lowered his hands over your stomach to your legs, grabbing them and hoisted them over his shoulders as he pulled you closer. Placing one hand back onto you stomach to hold you down while pulling the hood of your clit with his other to gain more access. The sight of your legs dangling over his shoulders and seeing his face buried between your legs made your heart pound ever faster, feeling like it could burst right out of your chest. The sight of him was fucking amazing.

Tongue flicking and sucking at the delicate bud while humming as your moans and pleas reached his ears. Slowly he pushed one finger in moving in and out easily, adding a second one and started to pump a bit faster. Hitting that soft spot over and over again which made you dig your heels into his back.

More. More. More.  

It didn’t took long before you could feel your high approaching. The build up tension between the two of you plus the fact that he was working his skillful tongue and fingers between your legs set you off. 

Your hips bucked against his tongue as your legs started to shake uncontrollably. He grasped your shaking limbs tightly, keeping you in your place as he feasted on you like a starved man. Fingers moved faster in and out, in and out. Your orgasm washed over you as you screamed out his name in bliss. 

Ears ringing from the blood pounding in your ears, lungs burning as your chest violently heaved up and down as you gulped for air.

Ho-ly shit.

When you felt like your soul descended back into your body again, you lifted your head and looked at Syverson. A very pleased expression adorned his face, almost arrogant like he knew how amazing his skill was, but you couldn’t blame him. This was without a doubt the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had by someone who was eating you out.

He stood up back between your legs and wiped his glistening beard which was coated with your arousal. A shot of adrenaline ran through your veins as he licked his lips and pulled you back up and clutched you to his chest. His lips back against yours, tasting yourself and hummed when you felt his beard scratched your face.

You leaned back, looked at his smirking face and smiled. “That was amazing,” you breathed. He smiled back at you and scooped you of the counter, your legs wraps tightly around his waist again.

As he walked out of the kitchen you wrapped your arms firmly around his neck, his mouth close to your ear. “That was just one of the things I want to do with ya…” his breath tickled your ear and goosebumps started to spread all over your skin again. 

—

Reaching the bedroom he sat down on the bed with you straddling his lap as his hands snaked up your hair, kissing you eagerly. You started to grind your hips onto his still hard member and scraped your nails over his chest, teasingly slow descending.

He shuddered when you kissed his cheek, jaw, neck and ended nipping at his earlobe. Your hands cupped his restrained bulge as his hand squeezed your ass. 

You pulled back and looked at him, “Take this off,” you demanded and tugged at his pants. He raised an eyebrow.

“Ya commanding me?” His powerful Captain tone caught you a bit off guard. Making you feel small but added fuel to your heated core.

“What if I am?” You purred and kept your face neutral, trying to seem unimpressed. 

“Lemme tell ya one thing Sugar,” the hairs on your neck stood up as he pulled you in, grasping your hair tighter, “If ya think that ya in control tonight..” He laughed darkly, “then ya very wrong.” 

You swallowed as his gaze intensified and gripped your hair even more so that your head was now tilting back. You could’ve come on the spot right then and there again.

“Am I clear?”

“Yes..”

“Yes what?”

“Yes.. Captain,” you managed to get out and swore you could feel your heartbeat throb between your legs. 

“Good girl,” he drawled as his eyes glistened, enjoying the effect he had on you and loosened the grip on your hair. 

Biting your lip you reached for his pants and unbuttoned it, stroking your fingers over his covered manhood. He hummed as he kept his fiercely gaze on you. You pushed yourself to your knees to create more space, shoving his breeches and boxers down and his erection sprang free. The heath in your core spreading throughout your body, all the way to your toes as he kicked the fabric down. 

His arms snaked around you again and pulled you close. You moaned as you felt his length press against your bare stomach, unable to fight the urge you started to grind your hips at him. Your nails scraping over his thighs made him groan and buck his hips back at you.

You wrapped your hands around his shaft and swallowed a whimper as you felt how big he was. Sweet, sweet Lord.

Your thumb swept over the pre-cum covered tip and started to stroke up and down. His chest heaved as he took in a deep breath of air, enjoying the feeling of your hand on him and gripped your ass tightly. 

Leaning forward you pressed a kiss on his lips, kissed his neck, kissed his chest and kissed his abs as you stepped back and sank to your knees so your face was now leveled with your hand and his cock. Pressing a kiss on his tip he hissed and stroked your face with his thumb.

You licked up and down his length and when you reached the top again you took him in your mouth and started to slowly pump your hand and mouth. One hand wrapped around him, assisting your mouth well your other hand gripped his thigh and dug your nails into his skin, making sure to leave marks.

Taking him deeper in your mouth you felt him grabbing a fist full of hair again and guided you, tears started to form in your eyes as you bobbed your head faster. Spit started to slide down your chin as the wet noises filled the bedroom.

“Oh fuck…” he groaned and you looked up at him. His lips parted slightly so his panted breaths could escape, his chest heaving as he looked down at you.

“So good.. that’s it baby..” You hummed at his praise as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. The look of him sent an electric spark over your skin, even though he was in charge you felt powerful as he was at your mercy by your touch.

He thrusted his hips up and you choked as he hit the back of your throat. Pulling you back by your hair he looked at you as you kept stroking him with pleading eyes. His brows drew together, looking a bit concerned. 

“Ya okay baby?” He asked and you nodded at him. The concerned look on his face disappeared  right-away and he gripped your jaw, digging his fingers into your cheeks which forced you to pout your lips.

“Words, Sugar,” his stern Captain voice was there again. 

“Yes Captain.”

“Good girl, now come here.”

He grabbed you by your arms, yanked your panties down and lifted you back onto his lap, your knees straddling his sides as you felt his hot cock stroking your drenched core. Your hands reached between the two of you and guided him at your entrance. Slowly you sank down, both of you moaning at the sensation.

The feeling was amazing. The feeling of him filling you up, you stretching around him, adjusting as you slowly moved. Nothing mattered to you right now, you never felt so good so whole, like he was made for you.

“Fuck Sy,” you muttered as your eyes fluttered at the sensation. You felt his hands tenderly grasping your face and you opened your eyes again, meeting his now blown wide with desire. You started to move your hips and moaned as you felt him hit all the right spots.

The pace now increasing, his bucking hips meeting your movements. Pushing all the way in and out, stroking along your walls. You dug your nails into his shoulders and started to ride him, biting your lip as you felt the familiar fire built up again. Bouncing faster his grip tightened on your waist, pushing you harder down on him with every thrust. 

The sounds of wetness, slapping skins and moans and grunts filled the room. You closed your eyes again, panting as you crept closer, closer and closer.  Sy’s mouth now next to your ear as he whispered hoarsely. “Come for me baby.”

“Oh fuck.. fuck.. fuck!” You yelled as you shattered in his arms again, shaking uncontrollably as he kept guiding you up and down, now slowing the pace.

“Fuck Y/N,” he said and ran his hand up and down your spine. “Ya look so fuckin’ beautiful when ya come.”

Trembling all over, ecstasy clouded your mind as you smiled at him. “Then make me come again,"

Sy opened his mouth but before he could say anything you added, “Please Captain…”

He growled at you as he gripped your nape while snaking his other around your waist, laying you down on the mattress and hovered over you, still buried inside. He snickered and grabbed both of your hands and pinned them above your head. “I ain’t long done with ya yet. I will make ya come so many times ya will beg me to stop,”

You shuddered as your lip curled up and purred, “I would like to see you try.” His gaze darkened, brows furrowed as he thrusted his hips forcefully into you, hitting that one spot that had made you’ve seen stars and you yelled out in pleasure.

Holding your wrists with one hand he placed the other next to your head, attacking your neck with his lips, leaving hickeys to mark you as his which made you squirm underneath him while he kept thrusting in and out of you. Now harder, faster and less gentle than when you were riding him. But you liked it. You loved it. Letting the challenge of making you come again and again take control over him as he pounded into you.

You moaned loudly and he grunted while he stroked against that oh so sweet spot. Your nails scraped over his back, encouraging him to keep doing what he was doing ‘cause it felt so fucking good. Knowing you probably would be sore when he was done with you but you couldn’t care less, it was way too good, he was way to good.

The pace slowed as he sat back onto his knees, grabbing both of your ankles and lifted them up against his chest. The movement letting him take you deeper and you grasped the sheets beneath you.

“Fuck!” You whined as he pressed a kiss at your ankle.

His thrusts stayed steadily slow, pulling back almost out as he plunged in again all the way to the hilt. You whimpered at the tortures pace and took the sight of him in. 

Sweat started to coat his skin, glistening in the light. His face concentrated, almost stern while his lustful eyes observed you. Hands wrapped around your ankles holding your calves pressed against his panting chest, his abs flexing at every slow thrust he made and looked further down where you were connected. His big cock coated with your wetness, plunging in and out, in and out. You groaned desperately.

“More!”

He stopped moving and leaned over you so that your knees touched your chest as he wrapped a hand around your neck, squeezing it.

“Bad girl.. What did I tell ya?” He gritted his teeth and thrusted once.

“Use..”

Another thrust.

“Your…”

Another.

“Words…”

And another.

One of his hands snaked between your bodies to toy with your stimulated clit again. You felt like you were about to explode from the sensation, your nerves so on edge and drowned in pleasure. 

“Please Captain…” you whimpered. “Please fuck me faster, fuck me harder. I need you more!” 

He growled as he moved back, sliding out and flipped you over on all fours so fast your head was spinning. Digging his nails into your hips he lifted your ass up, grabbing your hands and placed them onto the headboard, bending over you so he could growl his command in your ear. 

“Ya better hold on, little minx” your breath hitched in your throat and shuddered. You didn’t know you could get even more aroused then you already were as you dug your nails into the wooden panel before you.

He grasped your hips again as he slammed back into you. 

“Oh!”

The vigorous action made you shot forward as you braced yourself onto the headboard. He continued his powerful thrusts as he began to move faster and harder, just like you begged for. The headboard creaked underneath your palms as he increased his tempo and force even more. He grunted as you sobbed out his name, pleasure clouding your mind again.

A hand trailed over your spin, curled up into your hair and tugged your head as you felt his lips brush the shell of your ear. “Ya like it like that baby?” “Yes!” You cried out. “Yes Captain please!” You weren’t sure where you were begging for but you wanted all of him and more. 

More. More. More.

You heard him choke on his breath as he released your hair, moving his hand down your neck between your shoulder blades and pushed you down, face against the pillow and ass perching up. Both his hands hold on to your hips as he started pounding back in again. 

You clawed at the sheets in front of you as he kept moving in and out, placing a foot next to your knee so he could even push deeper. You rocked back and forth as you started to feel your orgasm come near, again. 

A loud smacking sound filled the bedroom and you yelped. He spanked your ass just like he did outside, spanked it so hard you could feel it sting.

“Ah fuck!” You exclaimed and looked over your shoulder. Sy carried a primal look on his face and grunted when he saw your cock-drunk flustered face, smacking your other ass cheek.

“I knew ya liked that.”

Smack.

“Yes Captain, I do,” you moaned.

“Count them for me, Sugar,”

Smack. 

“One..”

Smack.

“Two..”

Smack.

You gritted your teeth as both of your cheeks stung. But besides the tingling sting you also felt pleasure boiling in your veins, feeling your slickness increase as he hammered into you.

“Three..” You managed to get out.

“Good girl,” he praised and gripped your waist again, his breath hitching as his thrusts became irregular chasing his own high.

You dropped your face back into the pillow and met his movements. Three times he thrusted into you when he snaked one hand around your waist while the other wrapped around your throat again. He pulled you up against his chest and you hold onto his wrist around your neck, the other reaching out behind you to hold onto his hip. 

The hand around your waist trailed over your stomach between your legs, flicking over the bundle of nerves as he kept moving his hips.

“Oh yes Captain please,” you whimpered. “I’m gonna come again!”

His chest swelled against your back as his grip on your throat tightened, blocking some of the air but enough for you to breathe. The feeling of his sculptured body pressing yours, his cock hitting the right spots and the pressure on your clit had you reeling for him. 

This man was astonishing, feeling like he could read your mind. Knowing exactly what your body wanted and liked, what you wanted and liked. Which buttons to push without it being too much.

“Come on Y/N… come with me…” you felt the rumble in his chest vibrate against your back as he started to grunt and pant, the grip on your neck faltered. The sound of your name rolling out over his lips, drowned in ecstasy made you lose your mind. 

You wailed for him as his roar echoed through the room as you came together. Waves of euphoria and bliss crashed over you, making you feel light-headed again. His thrusts stilled, he moved on the bed arms wrapped delicately around your waist and dragged you with him. Your back still fluttered against his chest.

It took a few moments before either one of you spoke as the waves of the aftershock rippled through you. When you felt your heartbeat and breath steady you turned into his arms, Sy looking at you with soft eyes and a slight grin splattered across his face.

You sighed and he tugged a loose strain of hair behind your ear. Shuddering at the gentle gesture, much a contrast to a few minutes before when he pounded you into the mattress and against the headboard or feasted on you when you sprawled over the kitchen counter or the way he spanked your ass and - 

“Ya alright, Sugar?” He asked softly, interrupting your thoughts as he furrowed his brows. “Wasn’t I too hard or rough on ya?” You smiled at him. 

That was one of the things you liked about Sy. Even though he could be the rough, commanding Captain, he made sure to check in on you and showed he genuinely cared.

“Never been better,”

“Good girl.” He grinned.

You swallowed and felt a pinch of arousal shot through your body at the praise, which made him smile. Opening your mouth to speak you halted and listened as the rain softly started to tickle his bedroom window. 

Sy’s grin turned into a broad beaming smile when he heard the raindrops too. You returned his grin. “Well I guess the others will go back into Timo’s house meaning we can stay here for the rest of the night.”

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he let his hand roam down over your back to squeeze your tender ass.

“Never have I ever liked an idea this much.”

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The Joys of Yiddish

Mel Bochner

American, b. 1940

2012

Oil and acrylic on canvas

Leo Rosten’s classic 1968 book The Joys of Yiddish is Bochner’s source. Rosten devoted himself to a compilation of Yiddish words that had migrated into American culture. The words are social, personal, disparaging, and funny, often associated with comedy. That many of these words have been anglicised and have entered common usage says a lot about the assimilation of Jews into American society.

KIBBITZER: Wise guy

KVETCHER: Chronic complainer

K’NOCKER: Braggart

NUDZH: Pesterer

NUDNICK: Nag

NEBBISH: Sad sack

GONIF: Shady character

TUMLER: Prankster

TSITSER: Useless bystander

MESHUGENER: Crazy person

SHMOOZER: Gossip

SCHMO: Fall guy

SHLEMIEL: Social misfit

SHLIMAZEL: Born loser

SHVITZER: Show-off

ALTER KOCKER: Cranky old man

PISHER: Someone who still pees in his pants

PLOSHER: Blowhard

PLATKE-MACHER: Troublemaker

[nickywhoisi]

I have had too much of a mixture today...it really does feel like every bruef bout of happiness I deign to have is doubly undone by loads of bad things, making me feel loss of things I didn't even know I could lose. It's been bad, very bad. Being treated like an inhuman is just torturous, can't have a nap where I like without some no-boundary creep deciding it's okay to hit my foot with a dog toy (and this was FIRM, unmistakeably a purposeful bash, and this was a grown man, not a kid. Wtf right). Gaia, the staff, god why...I am so infuriated with these nudnicks in particular.

But! here's the good thing today. I got a really nice moment to relax at the pool. I needed it, and honestly feel like I should have stayed longer, but satisfied with what I got there. Also got my shower, so I will not be a stinky gypsy!

Ahhh, lovely place this is. This pool in particular has a current flow built in, and I was straight v i b i n in there fooz

[moodybidoof]

My baby cousin is being such a nudnick today, why are we starting the week off like this 😔

[newtogw2]

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I mean, isn’t that the whole purpose of the train?  

If a good half of your squad can’t get into a full map, MOVE YOUR ASS!  Don’t be a dickish nudnick and tell folks “just keep trying.”  That just tells me you’re lazy and/or selfish.  :(

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[thejewishmuseum]

Happy birthday to artist Mel Bochner, known for his fascination with the cerebral and visual associations of words. Sourced from Leo Rosten’s classic 1968 book The Joys of Yiddish, this painting in our collection visualizes Yiddish words that have migrated into American culture: KIBBITZER: Wise guy KVETCHER: Chronic complainer K’NOCKER: Braggart NUDZH: Pesterer NUDNICK: Nag NEBBISH: Sad sack GONIF: Shady character TUMLER: Prankster TSITSER: Useless bystander MESHUGENER: Crazy person SHMOOZER: Gossip SCHMO: Fall guy SHLEMIEL: Social misfit SHLIMAZEL: Born loser SHVITZER: Show-off ALTER KOCKER: Cranky old man PISHER: Someone who still pees in his pants PLOSHER: Blowhard PLATKE-MACHER: Troublemaker

[thelyricaljessejames]

*BB18: Paul plays a great game. Survives multiple trips to the block. Makes it to Final 2. Narrowly loses to Nicole.*

*After BB18 Finale*

Me: Paul deserved to win.

Haters: He should've played a better social game.

*BB19: Paul plays great social game and completely dominates the season. Isn’t put on the block once. Makes it to Final 2. Narrowly loses to Josh.*

*After BB19 Finale*

Me: Paul really deserved to win.

Haters: He should've had better jury management.

...

Excuses, excuses, excuses. Look, I get it. You hate Paul. Seeing him lose for a second summer in a row makes you happy, but he deserved to win. He played a masterful game from beginning to end. Give credit where credit is due. While you might not like his tactics, you have to appreciate his strategy. He truly was the puppetmaster. 

The Jury: 

I commend and respect Christmas, Kevin, Matt and Raven for putting their emotions aside and voting for the best player of the season. 

Alex: She truly lived up to her PETTY hat. Calling Paul a backstabber when he sat her down and explained why keeping her was bad for his end game. If anybody stabbed her in the back, it was Josh. Paul looked her in the face and killed her game from the front. Sore loser. I really liked her too. What a disappointment she turned out to be. 

Jason: At least he had the balls to admit he was bitter and a sore loser. He played a crappy game, but I respected his honesty. 

Elena and Mark: Bitter, bitter, bitter. They got manipulated and outplayed and couldn’t admit it. Flip-floppers with no sense of direction. Blah, blah, blah. They had more excuses than a guy going to jail. No game whatsoever. 

Cody: Fuck you, meatball. Bad player. Bad strategy. Great competitor. Empty-headed nudnick. You and Jessica deserve each other. Hopefully she’s got enough brains for the both of you. 

Jury Overall: Paul lied! Paul played a mean-spirited game! Whatthefuckever. You ALL lied. You all played a bad game because you ended up on the jury. Game recognizes game and you had none. Vote with your head not your emotions.  

...

While I’m happy for Josh for winning, he didn’t deserve to win. Paul deserved to win. I know it and you know it, even if it’s deep down. Way down. It’s a shame that the best player doesn’t always win, but it happens a lot. I’m starting to get used to it. 

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