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[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

Kinktober (3)- Age Difference

Wanda X Reader 18+

Summary: Separated from the rest of the group, you and Wanda find the perfect opportunity in the kitchen to have some alone time.

Warnings/Tags: SMUT MDNI, Mommy Kink, Oral and fingering (W receiving), Power Bottom Wanda, Implied cheating

Kinktober Masterlist

"Uh I don't think so young lady," your aunt, Natasha, says teasingly, taking the glass of wine you just picked up out of your hand. She simply raised her eyebrow at you, taking a sip herself of the drink as she watched with fake glare.

"Oh come on Nat," you grumbled, leaning back into your seat as your aunt chuckled at you, Wanda also laughing at the display. "Surely I can have one drink ," you stare at her with your best puppy eyes, hoping that even though you're an adult she'll give into the oldest trick in the book.

"You can have a drink when you're twenty one," she says with no room for challenge in her tone, yet you decide to try anyway, what's the worst she can do? Pour it on you?

"Please, everyone else is drinking," you motion to Wanda and Vision who sit together on the couch, Maria who sits in an arm chair and to Yelena who is casually sipping her beer while on her phone, most likely texting her girlfriend Kate. "And I'm basically twenty one, It's only two months."

"Well if it's only two months, I'm sure you can wait," she takes another large sip to taunt you, smirking over the rim of the glass as you groan in annoyance at her. "Also everyone else here is at least over twenty one."

"More like over thirty," you grumble, earning a real glare this time. "Fine," pushing yourself to your feet, you start heading towards the kitchen, "I'll go get myself a drink suitable for a twenty year old." You hear a chorus of laughter and shake your head while making your way through the house.

When you arrive at the kitchen you head straight to the fridge hoping to find something to drink and take back to the group. You frown when all you can see are juice boxes and groan when you remember this is Wanda and Visions house so everything is catered for children. Mumbling a small, "Fuck it," you grab two blackcurrant juice boxes and place one on the counter top while stabbing the straw through the other. You got lost in your thoughts as you moodily drank one of the twins drinks, jumping when a pair of arms wrapped around your middle.

"Hey Detka," she whispers into your ear, body flush against your back. "Enjoying the drink?" she teases making you groan once again, turning in her hold to face her. You stare up at the older woman, admiring her features as she smiles softly at you. Your mouth opens to make a snarky remark but your voice dies down when you feel her hands drift towards your ass and face lower, her lips now ghosting yours. "How about I give you something that tastes a lot better than any drink you can have?" she rasps out, accent delicately wrapping around her words.

"What about Vision?" you murmur, losing yourself in her darkening green eyes.

"He's too busy telling the others a work story," she slowly turns the two of you around, her now leaning against the marble countertop of her kitchen. "So?" one hand cups your jaw, tilting your face upwards to look at her better, "Do you want to make Mommy feel good?"

You lean forward to capture her lips, groaning at the lingering taste of alcohol on her lips and move your hands to hold her waist. You feel her tongue slide over your bottom lip, not hesitating to part your lips to allow her tongue to slide in and dominate your mouth. You groan into the kiss when her hands move up your body, one resting casually on your neck.

"We don't have time to play Detka," she murmurs between kisses before pulling back, "Be a good girl for Mommy and kneel." You practically drop to your knees at her sultry voice, staring up at her with lust-filled eyes as your hands slowly creep up her legs. When you reach the hem of her skirt you stop, the silent question in your eyes answered when she nods and threads a hand through your hair. Swiftly, you lift the skirt so your head can meet her core and groan quietly to yourself when you see she's not wearing any panties, her arousal dripping from her.

"Fuck Mommy, you're so beautiful," you mutter while place a few kisses on her thighs before leaning forwards to lick a stripe up her core.

"Shit Detka," she moans quietly, hands gripping the countertop till her knuckles start to bleed white. "Do you know how turned on Mommy was when she saw you earlier?" her voice breathy as she tries to control her volume, your tongue swirling over her clit not helping her stay quiet. "I was so tempted to drag you into the bathroom and have you on your knees like now, fucking me with that perfect little mouth of yours." You groan into her pussy at her words, one of your hands raising to her core so you could tease her entrance with your fingers. At the same time, you suck hard on her clit and thrust a finger into her, one of her hands clamping over her mouth to muffle the moan that erupted from the back of her throat. "That's it Detka, you're making Mommy feel so good," she praises quickly before placing her hand back over her mouth as you curl your finger inside her.

Your tongue continues to swirl around her clit as you add another finger into her, thrusting both digits into her mercilessly as you're addicted to the sound of the muffled moans echoing around the room.

"You taste so good Mommy," you murmur before pulling your fingers out, earning a low groan in response before a choked moan when you thrust your tongue into her. You relentlessly thrust it into her while your fingers go to her clit, circling it in time with the way you curl your tongue inside her to have her legs shake slightly as she supports herself with the countertop.

" God Detka, " she groans out, "Right there, fuck I'm gonna come." You feel her clench around your tongue, legs trembling by your head as her orgasm washes over her. You moan into her when you feel her cum coat your tongue and help her ride out her aftershocks by slowly circling her clit. Her hands gently push you away when she gets too sensitive, you sitting back on your feet as you look up at her with a dazed smile, her arousal all over your mouth. She pulls you up by the collar of your shirt and crashes her lips to yours, moaning into your mouth at the taste of herself. "Good girl," she praises one last time before she lets you clean your face off with a washcloth and tidies her appearance up.

"How's the drink coming along?" Natasha says while Maria wraps her arm around her middle, both of them holding empty wine glasses as they stroll into the kitchen. They pause in their tracks when they see you with a straw in your mouth, your hand holding the other juice box as you finished the first, while your cheeks seemingly flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh my god!" Maria exclaimed while Natasha burst out into laughter, placing down her glass so she wouldn't drop it. You scowled as they started to tease you for drinking a child's drink, defending yourself as best you could but to no avail. You grumbled under your breath before turning your gaze to Wanda who had a soft smile that lessened your bad mood.

You made your way out of the kitchen to avoid any more teasing but stopped at the door of the living room when Wanda grabbed your hand.

"Meet me later for your reward, you were such a good girl for Mommy."

[grimesgirll]

somewhat obsessed with the idea of wearing rick’s boxers.

it’s like second nature to you. it has to be.

after every time you slid into bed, every time rick and daryl strip you of your own undergarments, every time they fuck you dumb, everytime rick maneuvers you into your position bundled against his chest, you’re wearing a pair of his boxers.

the two had been surprised at first when they found you face down on the bed after a long day in nothing but a tiny tank top and rick’s blue and white striped boxers.

it took everything in them not to pounce on you right then and there. but when you woke up, you were more than happy to fess up to stealing rick’s boxers to wear as shorts.

rick could barely contain himself one afternoon in alexandria. you were taking judith on a wholesome stroll but you were wearing a pair of pale blue boxer shorts with a soft, white long sleeve and one of rick’s white button ups thrown on. later, he had to explain to you that he wasn’t snubbing you when you caught sight of him and tried to wave him over, just trying to keep his zipper from busting.

you had just laughed and quipped that they were the perfect bottoms.

from then on, rick found his boxer shorts going missing; on runs, he’d found you in the men’s underwear section, stripping down to try on a pair of striped ralph lauren boxers. that’s how the two of you ended up sweating and shamelessly blushed out on the cramped car ride home.

the rose painting your countenance couldn’t cease because you knew you smelled like sex. rick too. from the creamy ring you’d left around his cock as he lifted you off of him and onto the mahogany sales table, you knew you two had overdone it. with the wide block of time you had today to secure supplies, rick felt free to fuck your pussy twice, filling you up enough to have you seen stars on the sales floor.

all because you’d styled his underwear as shorts.

daryl teases his friend about it.

“can’t even wake up without seein’ her in ‘em and gettin’ hard.”

daryl’s a hypocrite however.

even the woodsman isn’t immune to your figure in those boyish bottoms.

it’s twenty-five minutes into your small game hunt when daryl’s hands are in your boxers. you had actually wanted to catch a rabbit or some quail, but once your boyfriend’s fingers are between your folds, you can’t find the will to complain.

the two of you start with him holding you against a hemlock, arms wrapping around you while he fingers you nice and slow, boxers down around your ankles. as he massages your plush walls, daryl counts how casual you are about going commando as one of his blessings.

then it turns. then suddenly there’s a pine needle in your mouth. you spit the green thing out and try to brace yourself against the forest floor. it had happened so fast; his tongue tag teaming you with his fingers to crack you open like a safe in record time. then you were face down with nothing but a denim jacket quickly strewn beneath you.

you love when he or rick spring this kinda thing on you - it’s spontaneous, wild, a little risky in all the right ways. yes, most nights you’d prefer to be rolled up into a blanket burrito with your boys and a glass of wine but the adventures like this really do something for you.

pupils expanded, your chest is heavy when daryl’s the first to come out of your post-romp fog and collect your boxers. your legs are still shaking when the fabric touches your skin.

“daryl!”

you’d protested when the man began to pull up your boxer briefs. full of his cum, you want to clean up before you soil your bottoms but daryl disregards the swats to his hands. slightly annoyed, you hurried ahead of him through the tract of woods back towards alexandria. it’s fine. he just enjoyed the view of your ass.

complaints crawl out of your mouth as soon as you’re in the door and you’re haphazardly hanging your rifle on the wall. daryl brings in the rear behind you while you’re stomping up the stairs to rick.

your chocolate curled lover is taking off his watch, ready to drop it into the ceramic dish on the dresser when you appear next him, shimmying down your bottoms in a huff.

“hey, darlin’,” he greets, expecting more than a scowl from you.

“hey,” you reply curtly, face still in a pout.

“-make sure you don’t take off those boxers, baby-,” daryl stops dead in his tracks at the sight of your bared pussy in the bedroom lamplight. rick’s also taking it in, eyes trailing from your waist to the trimmed bush, and the puffy pink pussy peeking out, now leaking with daryl’s sticky cum.

you bend over to pick up the soiled shorts. “you’re not the only one who likes these,” you point out.

blue eyes narrow. but before he can give you any lip, you’re giving him not one, but both of yours. smashed against your mouth, rick’s tongue delves between those pillowy lips while walking you towards the bed where daryl’s waiting to situate you on his lap once more. daryl’s antics weren’t enough to turn off the blazing furnace between your legs. no, your temper can handle a few more rounds. it’s not hard when your mind paces back to the eye rolling, all consuming inferno that had cyclones through your core.

they trap you in a kiss. sandwiched between both of their hard ons, you’re shifting and grinding in each direction.

“thought you were pissed off with me,” daryl breathes into your ear, fingertips skimming your waist.

you snort, leaning back into him to grant full access to your bared neck. without hesitation, he’s licking a wicked pattern up the column of your neck. “dare’,” you sigh. gasp after gasp, you melt into his touch.

daryl’s hands are beneath the fat of your rear already and all of the sudden, one of rick’s fingers has snaked its way down to your clit. the fervid flicking against your ardor flush tissue culls any anger you could have towards the two men. you can’t even think about holding a grudge once rick gets a finger into you. at two fingers, daryl’s kissing you with the ferocity of a wildfire. three fingers inside of you and you’re babbling;

“rick, faster, please.”

“what was that?”

“please - faster, can you please?”

the grin on his face is as wide as the pacific. his lips turn upwards into a sly smile. “you want somethin’ a little faster, darlin’?” you shake your head as if it’s obvious. he hmmphs. “you oughta’ sit on daryl’s cock.”

you can’t imagine a world where that’s an unpopular idea.

back onto daryl you go.

those hands at your hips come in handy; daryl raises you a few inches once rick’s removed his fingers. eyes focused on rick and the way his mouth closes around one pruning finger. sucking it clean while daryl’s tip brushes your slick entrance. any yearning radiating off of you can’t be hidden. that kind of heat and wetness down between your thighs is no lie.

so a hiss is to be expected when the muscled man wiggles his way into you. rick is saving a mental image of you - adjusting to the familiar stretch of daryl. your blush doesn’t ease once daryl works another half inch inside.

one moment you’re trying to process daryl’s cock as it’s suddenly seated in you to the hilt. the next rick catches your gaze again. this time he’s doing more than teasing you, taking advantage of your parted lips to invade with his tongue.

“rick,” you mumble against his lips.

“you gettin’ close, angel?”

“should feel ‘er,” daryl rasps. with each thrust of his you’re clinging to rick. “so fuckin’ tight like you didn’t get this perfect pussy fucked in the woods.”

“that’s where you guys went?”

your mischevious grin is hidden in the crook of rick’s necks. the telltale tightening around daryl’s length is all consuming. your grin turns into an open “o” shape when daryl drags across your cervix. sensations from your convulsing core are consuming him too.

that same lust from the woods washes over daryl like the tide and you’re the moon, pulling him in and leading him to crash into you. usually this is rick’s wheelhouse, but one glance into daryl’s darkened pupils and you’re ripped from rick. on top of daryl’s lap, you’re wrapped in his arms, bouncing up and down on the rock hard cock beneath you. he sets the pace while you can only claw at his chest. he returns the favor and reaches forward to palm your tit, relishing in your sweet moans when he rolls a hardened bud between two fingers.

riding him on the bed is such a break for your knees compared to the forest floor. gyrating your hips activates not only the core that keeps you fit but the molten hot bundle of nerves at your core. daryl ruts against you deliciously to deliver just the perfect level of pressure.

rick can’t help but be bewitched at everything unfolding on the surface of the mattress. daryl’s length disappears inside out of you, reappearing with each erratic movement of your hips. there’s no reason to be jealous but if looks could kill, daryl’d be dead simply for the privilege of burying himself inside those heavenly walls.

meanwhile, heat bursts down below like a mini neutron star collision within you. forehead cast with sweat, the energy is fading from your movements as you messily move your pelvis to brush against daryl.

a “fuck, baby,” escapes from his lips and you’re done for. and so is he.

shooting into the sheets and collapsing by your side. you’re prepared to slide into daryl’s embrace when there’s suddenly a familiar feeling breaching your bared pussy.

nails dig into your hips and daryl’s back at it again - lapping his tongue up and down your slit. you were thinking that you two would at least catch your breaths but daryl’s taking no breaks. rick isn’t either.

in true rick fashion, he’s tapping your lips with his impressive cock. how can you say no to that?

you open your mouth and moan around his cock once you feel those devious fingers in your hair. it’s like that sense of overwhelm’s been replicated again. tongue against your clit and yours on the underside of rick, you never imagined your afternoon going this way. all this thanks to your little fashion trend.

“princess, your mouth feels amazing.”

you bob your head in appreciation. just like daryl’s taking care of you, you’re taking your time swallowing around the man in your mouth, treating him to the tight embrace of your throat.

“you like gettin’ a cock down your throat while daryl licks you stupid?”

“mhmmm!” you nod forward onto rick.

as soon as your moans reach daryl’s ears, his tongue’s kicking into hyperdrive. goaded by your delightful little whimpers, daryl begins swabbing a vicious pattern across your folds. the redneck alternates between racing over your sopping tissue to flattening that tongue and saddle you with a finger.

“ooommph,” is the only sound that comes out with rick’s steel hard cock down your throat.

spit slick, rick throbs in your mouth. that painful hardness he’s enduring is granted some sweet relief by your hollowed cheeks. you don’t stop there. driven by the lust addled, cock crazy part of your brain, you’re fully sending rick down your airway. breaths come briefly when he lets you up for air or to howl or cry, “dare’!”

right on time, your core is heating up again. the kiln inside of you scorches. neutralizing you, the ecstasy of another orgasm has you nearly folding into your leader. the blue eyed sheriff even leans back, tugging you up by the hair to keep you from actually choking on his cock. daryl’s diligent puckering around all of your important parts is overwhelming you against, a strategic hand on your clit as well.

as if you were all in sync, rick comes in your mouth first, fingers weaving through your gossamer locks while your thighs quake. you gag at first, before swirling your tongue under the twitching cock and swallowing it all. like a good girl.

once rick’s coming undone, daryl continues swirling his tongue around you. your pussy weeps for him. it contracts around his tongue until even rick’s raising his eyebrows at the vulgar slurping sounds filling the room.

“dare’,” you whine.

“gonna’ be a good girl and come all over dare’s tongue?” rick teases.

“yes, please!” you beg, banging a fist against the sheets.

“you gonna’ let daryl taste all of that perfect pussy?”

tears well in your eyes from the overstimulation but you nod as enthusiastically as possible. “pleeaase!”

you don’t have to ask again because you’re too busy arching into your third orgasm of the day. clenching and unclenching, your insides flutter. “ah!”

“so pretty when you come, baby.”

you’re dissolving into rick’s touch as your climax rings through your cunt. starry eyed and panting the pleasure out through your lungs.

you could fall asleep right there. and you do.

it ends as it always does.

following the flush and the lips leaving the surface of your skin, you feel a familiar fabric traveling up your thighs and double kisses mandating that nap that had been on your mind. the bed and the cozy comfort of sleep swallows you whole. rick too. he can never get close enough, not when you’re wearing his boxers.

[jasonthetoymakesmybbg]

Sweetness is a Tasteful thing. (1/??)

Yep, back immediately cause this man is legit invading my mindset and I can not-like he’s actually so fine 😍🙏

Anyways-

Patrick Hockstetter x Female/Male Reader

I am making this cause a scenario kinda went into my head like what if Patrick and his mom met your guys family and stuck around your house for a bit, but y’all are kinda like enemies and he’s forced to be in your room so y’all get along, and like he starts talking about horny shit. Then he started touching himself while staring you dead in the eye, casually moaning your name? I might make a second thing for this adding the rest of the Bowers Gang but,Like bro-HE WONT LEAVE MY HEAD 😭 and for male like he decides to leave Fem flabbergasted and bumped into Male room, then kinda walked in and yeah?

Another day passing, a peaceful weekend, meaning not having to deal with the Bowers Gang…is what I thought but this day became stressful for me.

I was peacefully in my room drawing who knows what, mostly just random doodles of cats or silly goofy things cause why not? I heard a knock on my door and I look up, seeing my mom.

“Sweetie? We’re having guest, get a shirt on.” My mom said quickly, closing my door again, oh yeah forget to mention I was chilling in a pair of shorts and bra cause I was comfy, but who could be visiting?

I sigh and get up, getting a long sleeve shirt on, I grumble as I left my room to see who is was, and who do I see?

Hockstetter and his mom standing inside our living. In my home? Fuck this-before I could slip away back to my safe space my dad spoke up.

“And there’s one of my kids” He said that on purpose? Fuck you dad.

Hockstetter turned and saw me, smirking a bit, damn it why is he so submissive and breedable looking but is a sadistic asshole that’s a tad aggressive?-

(All Y/n as siblings cause yeah)

“Hi…I’m [Fem]Y/n” I grumble a little, feeling all my stress appearing again and I barely left school.

His mom simply waved, greeting me and probably clueless of what her son was planning, meanwhile I felt like killing myself.

My brother walked in [Male] Y/n and he looked in disbelief seeing Patrick, he glanced at me and I shrugged.

“Ah, there’s my son” my dad spoke up, damn it.

“Why don’t you hang out with them?” My mom said looking at Patrick, he shrugged and walked over to me, meanwhile my brother left already, really said ‘ladies first’ we walked to my room, dread touched my heart.

Opening to my glorious room filled with randomly shit that related to my interests or gore art on the wall I pinned up. I sat on my bed, Patrick closed my door, damn it. He smirked lightly sitting in my spinning chair.

“You seem so tense..why is that?” He lightly mocked, I glared.

“Why the fuck are you here?” I grumble to myself again, glaring in hatred.

“Maybe..I might’ve said something about you to my mom to convince her to come over” he grinned.

“…bitch” I said lowly, he smirked at my hostile attitude, but he’s low key hot-stay focused.

“You know…I bet you would look so good bouncing on my dick.” I choke on my spit, not expecting that-well it was expected but it was so random.

“Huh?-“

“You heard me.” He stared, his eyes were burning into my soul and all I felt was lust waving over him.

“..image me fucking your thighs, then finishing on your stomach, or me fucking you senseless with a knife to your neck..image all the things I could do to you.” He had said so casually, i wasn’t used to a guy telling me his fantasies.

“Sometimes…I wanna fuck you from behind while you suck off Henry” he had continued.

Wow-wait? Henry? Damn, I knew it-he was most definitely bi. Probably gets off to fucking or pleasing girls while watching a guy.

“Or…suck Henry while you ride me I don’t complain” I cock a eyebrow at his words.

“…so…your just spilling your bisexual fantasies?-“ he simply nodded, I notice his hands started caressing near his bulge, but now I finally notice his bulge was erect.

“Look at that..all hard, and just the thought of you makes me all hot and bothered..even though sometimes I just wanna slit your throat.” He let out a low growl, he lightly started to rub his bulge, I gulped knowing I wanted out.

He moaned softly, “Y/n~..got me all excited~”..so how do I feel watching this go down?..mixed feelings. My heart jumped when I notice him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Letting his length come free he gripped it a tad tight while stroking.

“Fuck.~..I wanna feel you so badly. Ngh~” I was not gonna make eye contact with his cock, but he made me nervous looking him in the eye, good thing the walls are thick.

He was just touching himself while looking at me, he bit his lip.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Can’t handle seeing me want release Y/n?~ o-ah~” He closed his eyes for a second feeling the moment, it was a surprise he was so peaceful while masturbating.

He stopped suddenly, simply fixing his pants he got up and left my room, I was just-wow

“Huh?-“ was all I could say, I was speechless.

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[Male] pov

I was chilling in my room, laying on my bed with music blasting through my headphones, eyes closed. But I wasn’t aware of the devil literally finding me and coming into my room, not even noticing he closed my door.

I jumped when I felt a hand on my chest, my eyes open immediately and I sit up. Patrick..what the fuck?-

“What does your bitch ass want?” I ask, taking my headphones off.

“Hm-“

“Actually don’t answer that.” I quickly said.

Before I could move much his hand gripped my thigh to prevent me from leaving. My cock twitched in confusion, but I didn’t wanna react to much.

“.you aren’t gonna leave.” He said lowly, before smirking again, he leaned in to the crook of my neck and started laying kisses down. My breathe lightly hitched at the feeling.

“Huh?-“ I was confused why he was showing a form of affection when he isn’t affectionate at all. I felt him lightly rest his hand on my thigh again, his thumb lazily rubbing against my bulge to get me excited. And yet it did, my cock started to harden at the sensation, I felt his smirk grow bigger in my neck.

He let out a chuckle, “fucking knew it”

“Knew what?-“ I cock a eyebrow,

“You would enjoy me touching your dick…slut” and there it was, the word I hated being called But liked it so much.

“What you call me?-say it again…i-like..hearing you call me that” I had shared, Patrick laughed at my words.

“Aw..the slut wants to be humiliated huh? Would you allow me to call you it in school?.~”

I nodded, “yes-if it means to hear you say it..�� my body was begging to be stripped and fucked, he knew it to.

“Fucking prepare cause when the rest of the gang get here-“

“…what?” I side glance, my eyes went wide.

“Yeah..they’re planning to tag along here..mostly to play with you and your siblings.” He casually said, laying on his side comfortably.

“Let it sink in slut” the way the word slid off his tongue made me excited.

“Jesus fucking Christ” I rubbed my eyes.

“..your so-hot?” I randomly say, Patrick was amused by the way I was acting.

“I can tell I am in your eyes…also to let you know I randomly masturbate in front of your sister” that made my jaw dropped.

“The fuck?-“ I tried processing what he said.

“How did she react?-“ I ask

“Flabbergasted and confused” he shrugged his shoulders

“Sounds accurate enough”

(And here we are, one part done.)

[bakubunny]

share with the class you say?? im still rotting on your jealous izu drabble you hit me with. it was so good. thinking about a workplace christmas party and getting caught under the mistletoe with katsuki…and of course izu’s right there.

feel like that would be just my luck.

the better question is would you kiss him on the cheek and risk your life or would you try to avoid it?

[shadymermaid]

Steve X Reader - No (Risky) Business. Just Love on this Train part 2

Here it is ! Part 2 finally ! I know lol. Been hyping everyone up for this but it’s here .

Continuation from part 1 so must read the first 1 to understand (or not ) your choice .

18+ only !

Contains : Jealous and insecure Steve . Characters made up that are not canon to Stranger things .

Warnings : SMUT! makeup sex , sex on a public transportation, public/private sex, p/v, oral , female receiving , movie references from the 80s .

Todays the day! A double bonus actually . The cast list being posted and seeing Steve after about two weeks of not seeing each other since you started school . Around Noon , you go to Jeans classroom and see the cast list . You pointed your index finger where your name was at :

AUDREY: ………Y/N L/N

As promised. You did indeed got you that role . You grinned ear to ear.

You felt a tap on your shoulder. It was your director Jean and another student .

Jean : y/n ! hi! I would like for you to meet Mitch . He’s going to be playing Semour . I would like for you guys to run lines together sometime soon before rehearsals start .

Y/N : Sounds good ! Thanks Jean .

Mitch shakes your hand .

Mitch : pleas to meet you y/n . Look forward working with you .

Y/n: likewise . pleasure . When would you like to run lines and where?

Mitch : tonight is fine and say your place ? My roommates are rowdy .

You had to think of plan cause Steve comes over tonight and May think of the wrong way if he saw you with another guy in your apartment but of course you knew this IS just business .

Y/N: sure , but just a FYI, my boyfriend is coming over tonight, he’s flying in from Hawkins Indiana!

Mitch : oh of course , I’ll leave as soon as he comes by, wouldn’t want him to think I’m stealing ya away .

(He laughs )

Which by the way to make it clear that won’t happen if you catch my drift.

(He winks. You instantly understood what he meant. )

Y/N: OH! gotcha ! That’s cool . alright then , see you tonight dude !

……

Later that evening , you and Mitch run lines and songs for “Little Shop of Horrors “ then you hear a knock on the door .

Y/N : One sec Mitch .

You head to the door and open it .

There he was . Steve. Your lover boy . Standing there with flowers and his luggage in hands .

STEVE!!!

You threw your arms over his neck, have him the biggest hug. Didn’t want to let go . He dropped his bag for a second to hug you back as he was still holding the flowers he got you . You look at each other for a second but we’re so inpatient y’all we’re ready to kiss each other.

You two smashed each others lips on one another without a second to lose . It was a pure moment of bliss and passion to finally be together and reunited again .

You smiled ear to ear looking into those big brown orbs of his , cupping his soft cheeks , with his stubble of his facial hair against your palms as you were gently brushing them against his face . Seems like as tho he hasn’t shaved in a week or so .

You stood there for a good minute to smell his manly fragrance of cologne you got him of sweet smell of bourbon and musk .

Y/N: oh my love, how I’ve miss you so .

Steve : hows my favorite little star ?

He said so sweetly .

You giggled as he picked you up from the floor and swing you around a bit. Y’all about sweeping you off your feet .

Y/n: I’m fine, now that your here .

Steve grins and almost forgot he still had a bouquet of flowers in his hands that’s re your favorites too.

“Oh! These are for you ! A super star should always receive flowers . I know your show won’t be for awhile but you know , I got them cause, well , I love you honey bunches.”

He kisses your cheek .

You blush and smell the flowers .

Y/n: thank you, their wonderful! Please come in !

Steve picks up his luggage form floor and walks inside your place . You go into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase . As Steve walks in , he turns his head and sees your scene partner on the couch .

Steve looks stern and miffed . A million things are going on his head right now.

Mitch : Hi you must be Steve ! Heard so much about you . I’m Mitch !

He stands up to introduce himself and reaches his hand out to shake Steve’s hand .

Steve : pleasure .

Steve shook Mitch hand but with a disgust look.

You come out of the kitchen and see the two boys standing there .

Y/n: oh Steve I see you met Mitch . He’s my scene partner for the play .

Mitch : yep that’s right . Y/n here is a very brilliant and talented actress . Super talented actress. Your a lucky guy Steve .

Steve was having mix feelings about this situation. Like who was this guy in his girlfriends apartment?

Steve : yes ..yes I am very lucky to have y/n.

Mitch : well I’ll leave y’all to it . (Laughs) wouldn’t wanna intrude . Y/n I’ll see you at rehearsal tomorrow.

Y/n: ok I’ll see ya later Mitch .

Mitch grabs his script and heads out the door.

Mitch : It was nice meeting you Steve . Hope we can all get together sometime.

Steve was still feeling awkward and miffed. But trying not to start drama .

Steve : yeah … sure thing man . Bye.

He waves bye .

Mitch is fine . There is some tension built up now.

Y/n: Steve how was you—

you get cut off by Steve .

JUST who the hell is Mitch ?

You were feeling a bit scared when Steve sounded demented just now .

Y/n: Steve , he’s my scene partner ! We were just running lines for LSH . He’s playing Seymour while I’m Audrey . They are love interest, so we are line reading silly .

Steve : love interest ? Right … I guess I never heard anything about that , so what , you guys kiss or something ?

Y/n: Steve what’s gotten into you ? You know this is just business. Work of an actor .

Steve : when we’re you gonna tell me ?

Y/n: Steve I was , okay , we just decided to do this . Plus you were on the plane too . babe , please don’t act like this . First you got upset about my director and now my scene partner. Honey, look at me .

You cup Steve’s face and he looked into your eyes , looking like a lost puppy. Almost the verge of tears .

Y/n : Mitch is gay . I promise you that . There’s nothing going on . I love you and only you .

Steve sighed of relief. He pulls you on for a big hug and nuzzles into your neck , tears are rolling down his face .

Y/n: why are you crying babe ?

Steve : I’m sorry … I just lose it when I know there’s some guy lingering around you . I’m not this way. But when you went away for college, I was alone . Has so many thoughts in my head . I just don’t ever wanna loss you y/n. I love you too much .

You pull away and look at him .

Y/n: Steve … you always have me . You don’t have to apologize. I promise , no matter what happens , we will make it work. I love you and only you . .

Steve holds you me hand that’s on his cheek and his it . You wipe his tears away. Yo I two look into each others eyes of pure bliss. Feeling vulnerable. Both kiss of pure passion and hold each other. You two begin to deepen the kiss as it became a hot make out session , Steve slips his tongue into your mouth as you let him in for a entrance . Both tongues wrestled into each other mouths exploring one another swamping saliva around back and forth .

You ran your fingers into Steve’s hair and massage the back of his head , as you still French kiss with Steve . He then reaches for your ass. With his large hands gently touching your bum and squeezing it just so softly.

The kissing was getting heating with full of the pheromones and testosterone. Both moaning with passion . You pull back for air .

Y/n: Steve ?

Steve: yeah ?

Y/n: what do you say about making love on a subway train ?

Steve was confused on what that meant but started to get really horny and was up for anything new to try at this point .

Steve: I mean..I’m really pint up right now . Getting hot and bothered right now from kissing.

He smirks .

Wouldn’t we be seen in a public transport ? Although the idea of someone catches us is kind of turning me on . The thrill that is .

He kisses you again .

Y/N: Oh you don’t worry , at a certain hour , and a certain train that runs , there are hardly anyone going on it.

You had a mischievous plan but to just spice things up of no care in the world right now .

Steve : well alright then , if this mean I can get a fast of that pretty pussy of yours, I don’t care about some public indecency.

He kisses you down on your bare neck and to your shoulder and grabs your hand to place over his hard throbbing cock as he pants .

Steve : you feel how hard I am for you ? He cooes .

This is what you do to me .

He whispers that into your ear, sending shivers down your spine .

Y/n: well let’s go then . To the the subway train to give you the best thrill of your life .

You said to Steve in sultry tone .

Moments later

you and Steve walked down the street to the subways route you knew that doesn’t always have many people traveling on . But there was just a couple on there . You two sat in the front and just sat next to each other Leaning on one another .

Steve : I thought you said there wouldn’t be anyone here ?

Y/n: shhhh, patience , it will all happen soon.

-In the meantime , you guys made out . Steve was keeping an eye out as he was sucking face with you , peeping here and there . Noticing some folks were looking at y’all weird with the PDA like y’all were two horny teenagers. Even though you guys are both consents young adults . The only people on the train were just 3 people. Every stop came , they all got off the subway.

Now, it was just you two finally .

As the love making was about to happen , “In the Air of the Night” by Phil Collins is what sets this particular mood and scene. A reference to the train scene in “risky business”.

-SMUT BEGINS-

You stand up from your seat and hover Steve. The sexual tension was definitely growing now . You stroke his hair gently , brushed your fingertips along his jawline. Taking off his jacket, slowly unbuttoning his buttons down shirt . The posture of doing was hurting your back a bit , so decided to straddle on his lap instead for a moment. Both legs on the side of him. As you unbutton more buttons of his shirt to the where his belt was at, you untucked it quickly .

You rubbed your hands and fingers along his hair chest so gently and slow , admiring his body, as he had his large palms place in your waist . He looked at you with pure bliss , but with lust as well. You smashed your lips on his mouth.

He slid his tongue into your mouth. Ready to devour you. Both tongues swirling into each others mouths . Things were getting heated now . Steve made his way to your neck , kissing , licking , and sucking. Once he got to your sweet part of your neck, your head just arched and so did your back.

You let out a moan.

“Mmmm” you cooed .

Steve was hungry for more . He slid down your dress straps, kissed down to your breast, he squeezed them both a little roughly and played with them, massaged them even as he was licking your cleavage.

“Oh Steve “ you moaned so sultry .

“Oh y/n “ he panted .

You pulled on his hair when he caressed your breasts , he pulled your dress to where your breast were just bare. your tits we’re already hard.

Steve : I need you so much right now .

He whimpered . He grabbed your tit into his mouth and sucked on it as he was pinching and twisting the other.

Y/n: oh god …

The moans grew more . Steve rotated to your other breast to give it attention too . You stood up in front of him and just looked at him with a seductive stare . With your bare tits out . Steve’s mouth was ajar , with a tiny bit of his saliva dripping from sucking on your boobs. You reached down to his belt and unbuckled it , unbuttoning his jeans , and zipper. As your eyes widen open with his hard cock sprung out of his boxers .

Steve reaches under your short dress and slowly pulls down your panties with his hands gliding along your thighs, sending shivers down your spine . He looked up at you as he did that, not taking his eyes off of you.

Steve : I need to taste you ..I need your pussy on my mouth now .

Y/n: Oh Steve , please ..

You cooed .

You had to get in position for him to properly eat you out . So you lifted you leg over the seat to angle that his face can lick your dripping wet cunt . Steve dives his head down under your dress, he lifts it up and moves your folds and starts to licking your wet pussy . He puts his tongue to work to make you cum . You bucked your hips into his face to arch your back of the seat behind you. Masking it more accessible for Steve to really get in there all over giving you head , going all the way town on you . You help on the rail be side you as he continued to eat you S

Steve : mmmm oh god baby, you taste even more delicious.

He slurps your juices . His head was going up and won as he was licking and sucking you’re clit and swirling up and down your Vulva . Massaging your swollen bud to get you ready to climax . Your mouth and eyes were wide open, huddling and panting when he was hitting your good spot. Your stomach was coiling of the euphoria you were in.

Y/n: OH GOD , OH MY GOD OH MH GOD PLEASE ! please , ALMOST … THERE!

You moaned for so hard for that climax. Steve didn’t just want you to cum on his mouth, but for you to cum in his cock instead . Steve stops sucking on your clit and quickly grabs your body as he shimmy’s to get his pants off with his hard dick ready to fuck you.

Steve : get over here darling , I need your juices on my cock as you cum .

You pushed your wet, drenched , pussy on his cock. He was inside you now .

“Ahhh “ you both moaned .

You moved your body up and down on his dock, as he was pushing you with the rhythm of the bouncing on him. He always loved you on top .

Y/n: “oh yeahhhh”

Steve : ahhh , oh god , I’m gonna cum . Please cum for me baby .

You bounced up and down more on him, your back arch as you reached that climax .

“Oh GODDDDD”. You moaned so loud cause you can with no one on the train .

You both panted and huffed after finishing your love making on the train. Talk about that f stays coming to life . You both held onto each other and smashed each others lips on one another.

Steve : wow , I really love this idea of love making on a train.

You both laughed at each other and just smiled with pure bliss and quickly got dressed since the groaned was about to make a stop . Within the time , you both are clothed , and the train made its way back to your apartment.

……The next morning …..

You were sleeping in your bed and noticed Steve wasn’t next to you , with a concerned look, you hear music blasting in the living room. “Old time rock n roll” was playing .

And see Steve in his underwear, his PJ shirts, and white socks on but no pants !

He was dancing all around your apartment, lol singing into a prop microphone you had lying around, sliding around the floors being silly . You came around the corner and saw him and busted out laughing . Steve turns around wearing his ray bands and was blushing . He turns down the music.

Steve : uh …surprised ? He said so embarrassed.

Y/n: I see . You giggled.

Steve : just thought I had some fun and see your reaction . Also last night y/n , was truly amazing .

He comes towards you and hugs you closely and kissed your head.

Y/n: I love you Steve .

Steve: I love you more y/n .

You both shared a passionate kiss on the apartment as the Sun rays gleamed on y’all of pure bliss.

[malavera]

Babysitter (18+) — Joel Goodsen, Tom Cruise

summary: you became Joel Goodsen’s babysitter because Joel’s Mother had always liked you. You’re her best friend’s daughter. She’s fully aware that Joel would be alright being alone by himself but she doesn’t really trust him. Little did both of you know, Joel has always had a crush on you.

warnings: unprotected shower sex, agegap, breeding kink

tagging: @deanscroissant @love2write2626 @tomsf18 @helloitstsyu @call-sign-shark @moondustfairies @lynnsthoughts @sparklylap @gypsymoon548 @elenavampire21 @katherineswritingsblog @cherriescruise

“Why are you here, Y/N?” Joel crossed his arms across his chest, standing in the middle of the living room watching you flip the magazine on your lap.

“What do you mean, Joel?” You innocently asked, looking up to him while your hands never stop flipping through the pages of the magazine.

“I’m 18. I could take care of myself, besides, don’t you think it’s a little weird that… You need to babysit me?” Joel sat down in front of you on the coffee table.

“I don’t think so. I’ve always loved being around ever since you were 15, it’s alright, Joel.” You shrugged your shoulders

You’re 21 years old. You and the Goodsen’s family go way back but you’ve started the babysitter service on Joel was when he was 15 years old. Joel’s parents has gone out to business trips a lot, and they couldn’t bring Joel. So, they asked for your help and you would never say no to them aside from being polite, you got nothing much to do, and also because you find the boy cute.

But, you never acted on anything that is frowned upon especially with the age gaps. Though, now he’s legal.. You might have a thing or two in mind. The only thing that is stopping you is that you never know if he enjoys your company whenever you’re around to babysit him, as you don’t want to make a fool out of yourself and caused any trouble between you and the Goodsen’s. Because, who loves being nannied and watched?

Joel pursed his lips before he lets out an irritated sigh, “I’m going to my room.” Pushing himself off from the coffee table you watched him stormed out of the room with a pursed lips.

The weather is scorching hot you could possibly cook eggs against the pavements. Joel sighed once he tossed his Tshirt off and proceeded to lay back on his bed with a magazine on his hands. Even with the fan on, it still didn't help the very hot atmosphere. If only my parents own a swimming pool, I'd jump my ass off, he thought. Although, going out to a public swimming pool sounds like a good idea during this weather, he thought of inviting you.

Joel tossed his magazine away as his feet padded against the wooden floors making his way to look for you. He hollers your name but no answer received. Except, he heard a shower running down the hall, his legs has the mind of their own as they took him down the hall to find the bathroom door slightly open.

He knew it was you in the bathroom by the sound of your soft moans. His curiosity gets the best of him as he pushed the door softly further more open.

Joel’s eyes widened listening to your moans falling out from your lips, he watched the way your head throws backwards. He couldn’t tell what made you do so as he is only watching the shadow of your figure behind the shower. You knew he was watching, you stopped your movements before you pushed the sliding door open to showcase your naked, glistening body to him who is standing at the foot of the door.

The whole atmosphere became very seductive, Joel couldn’t move an inch of his body—his muscles seemed to forgot to function with his brain. He should’ve sprinted away and never look back, for he just trespassed a sinful moment that any human being should’ve been ashamed when caught. Though, not for you. You may or may not have intended to pull this whole situation. May not as the weather is scorching hot you needed a cool shower, may as you purposely left the door slightly ajar.

“Do you want to join me, Joel?” Joel couldn’t form any words out of his mouth, he could only swallowed down his saliva, his lips slightly trembles.

You decided to take matters into your own hands, as you stepped down from the shower booth—slowly making your way towards him. With a smirk on your face, your hands reaches for his before you guides them around you to grip on your ass.

You leaned towards his ears before you lowly muttered, “I promise, you won’t regret it. If you promise me not to tell anyone about this.”

You pulled away, looking into his eyes. Joel has gained full control of his body as you felt him squeeze your ass, his bottom lip pulled in between his teeth.

“Do you want this, baby boy?” The words you spoke sounded so delicate—so safe, yet such a sinful invitation. Though who is he to kid himself? He’s been dreaming of this ever since he was 15 years old. He’s had a big fat crush on you, he’d dream about you. Yearning to be your girlfriend at the age of 16, yearning to be the only guy who could give it to you at the age of 17, and how would he knew at the age of 18 he’s standing here groping your naked rounded ass as you invited him for a fun shower.

“Just, don’t think about it.” You whispered, grabbing the hem of his shorts, undoing the buttons. In a matter of seconds, he finally decided to give into his sexual desires.

You had him pressed against the tiled walls with the cold water running down to yours and his body. Lips moving in sync—started as a soft and delicate kiss that turns into tongue battling for dominance when a soft moan had escaped from your lips that encourages him thinking he’s doing the right thing. He turned you both around—now pushing you against wall. His lips went to your neck, his hands busy playing and groping your full rounded tits that he thought was very nice. You had such a great tits he couldn’t help but pull his kiss away from your neck to suck on your harden nipples, the other played by his thumb.

“Aah… Joel.. Mmhh.. Please.” You moaned, as your hand went to grab his pulsating hard cock. You gave him a couple pumps before aiming his cock towards your throbbing entrance.

Before you could slip him in, he stopped you. “W-wait! I’ve never done this before.” He mumbled in worry.

You chuckled before you kissed his lips, “It’s okay, You’ll love it.” And with that you helped him slip himself inside your needy cunt—slowly he adjusted as your walls felt like they’re squeezing his cock so hard.

“Ohh!” Joel breathily moans, his thighs vibrated a little bit due to the newfound sensation he’d just experience. Your pussy felt nice. You hummed seductively before you wrap one leg around his waist, pushing him closer against you from your heel. Joel grabbed onto your leg while the other grabbed onto your breast.

“Fuck me, Joel.” He moved his hips upwards, lifting you up a little bit with the thrusts. He started of slow as he is trying to keep himself away from coming undone just by the strong grip of your pussy. He couldn’t help but fasten his pace when he listened to the way you moan.

It’s so pornographic he felt like he’s in one porno films.

“Mmh.. Mmhh.. Yeah fuck me. Just like that baby, faster.” You moaned in his ear.

“Tell me, Joel. Do you like this pussy?”

“Does my pussy suffocates your cock?”

“Mmh fuck, look at you fucking me like a dog in heat.”

All the filthiest words ever, spoken out from you as you try to coax him—bringing him faster to his release.

“You wanna cum, Joel? You wanna feel how good it is to cum in your babysitter’s pussy?” And with that last straw, Joel’s hips snapped vigorously to chase his release before he ended with a rough thrust—shooting out the strings of his warm seed inside your cunt with the most loudest moan you’ve ever heard from him.

“Fffuuckk..” He whispered, you smirked and chuckled—leaving a kiss on his forehead as you bring your leg down to the ground from his waist.

“Atta boy.”

[lilas]

Why do I feel like that art got blasted into the tumblr oblivion lmaaoo

[jaysdimples]

risky business

part 16 - all around the world

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[abbacchiosbelt]

i haven't been able to sit down and write lately, so instead of trying to sit down with the intention to write something, i've just been writing sporadically when inspiration hits. random blurbs, whole paragraphs, character ideas - you get the point. authors have been doing this for centuries, of course, but i've always been averse to the idea in case i can't find the inspiration to continue from a blurb. if you find yourself stuck, i think it can be a good mindset to try to look at things with. anyways i'm high and rambling teehee have a good sunday everyone

[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

Kinktober- (19)- Masks

Natasha X Reader 18+

Summary: Natasha convinces you to meet her in the bathroom during a Halloween party

Warnings/Tags: Dirty Talk, Semi-Public Sex, Risky Sex, Dom Natasha/Sub Reader, Fingering, Strap-ons, Halloween Party

Kinktober Masterlist

Securing your white mask, you walked into the party Tony was hosting, the theme being Halloween but with the rule that you must wear a mask. Most people wore masquerade style masks, their outfits fitting into the theme as they deemed other masks too childish and so on, the others wearing the extravagant and crazy masks for children. Your eyes scanned the room for a certain redhead, her fiery red locks nowhere to be seen.

After an hour or so, you were on the dancefloor, body swaying to the music as others joined you, a few a little tipsy. Soon, a body pressed into your back, her perfume invading your senses while her arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against her. A large bulge could be felt as you shifted your hips against hers, a low groan leaving you at the idea of her wearing a strap on under her outfit.

“Want to make a deal with the Devil?” she purrs out, voice sultry in your ear as you tilt your head back to see her, green eyes trying to lure you into her trap. You smiled at her outfit, a red lace masquerade mask over her eyes, devil horns peeking out of her red locks and a crimson dress that was sinfully short hugging her body.

“Now that wouldn’t be very angelic of me,” you whisper back, her eyes racking over your outfit. White and gold covered your body, the white robe you wore teasingly showing off your breasts, a slit on your thigh to expose more skin. “I won’t be tempted by such evil,” you tease, grinning at her while her eyes darken as they continue to take your outfit in.

“Are you sure Dorogaya?” she hums out mouth moving to your neck as she places a hot open-mouthed kiss along the skin. “I’m sure I could tempt you,” her hands pull you against her body, grinding you against the strap on she was wearing.

“And how would you do that?” her hands drift to your front, lowering until her nails scratch against the bare skin on your thigh, moving dangerously close to your core.

“I have a few ideas in mind,” you could feel her smirking against your neck as she hears the small whimper that escaped you, “But first, you need to make the deal with me.”

“What’s the deal?” you sigh out when she grinds into you, the people nearby unaware of what was going on.

“Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes and I’ll make you come so hard around my cock,” at her dirty words, you groan, the idea of her taking you in the bathroom, pounding into you where anyone could walk in, ignites a heat between your legs. With that said, she walks off, you turning back to see her wink at you before strolling towards the bathroom.

Exactly five minutes later, you cautiously open the door to the bathroom, a smile taking over your face when you see her leaning against the sink. Her soft smile soon turns predatory as she stalks towards you, your face flushing under her intense gaze.

“Good girl,” she praises in a husky tone, her fingers gripping your jaw and tilting your head up to look at her, Natasha lowering her face till her lips ghosted yours. “I thought you wouldn’t be tempted by such evil,” she mocks your earlier words, her body still moving, making you step backwards until you hit the wall.

“I had a change of heart,” she chuckles lowly at your words, mouth mere millimetres away from yours now.

“I bet you did,” she mutters out, crashing her lips to your making you moan at how hungry and desperate it was. Her tongue swipes over your bottom lip, seeking entrance that you're willing to give, letting her have complete control over you. Her hands drift down your body swiftly, not wasting any time as you don’t want to get caught, fingers brushing over your clit through your panties. “You’re dripping Dorogaya,” she whispers against your lips in between messy kisses.

“Please,” you whimper out when she slides your panties to the side, fingers running through the abundance of arousal that's gathered between your legs before sliding into your entrance effortlessly. Natasha moans into the kiss at how you clench around her slender digits every time they hit your velvety walls, a broken moan escaping you when she hits your weak spot. “I need your cock,” you groan, pulling back from the kiss and letting your head rest against the tiled wall, her mouth attacking your neck instead.

“I got to get you ready for me first,” she murmurs, teeth scraping the column of your throat sending a shiver down your spine. You can feel her thrusting her fingers into you faster now, curling them beautifully inside you, moans freely tumbling out of your mouth until she presses her free hand over it, muffling the sinful noises. When she deems you’re stretched out enough, she spins you around, your hands flat on the wall as she lines herself up with your soaked entrance.

“I’m not going to be gentle Dorogaya,” is the last thing she rasps out to you before thrusting the whole toy in, a guttural moan being ripped from the back of your throat, pleasure washing through your body. One hand grips your hips as she pulls out so only the tip remains inside you before slamming her hips into you. The sound of skin slapping echoes around the room as she pounds into you from behind, her hand still clamped over your mouth as you practically scream against it. You can feel the toy hitting all your weak spots, your mind clouding with pleasure and euphoria as she fucks you into submission.

“Harder,” you moan out loud enough for her to hear even with her hand over your mouth, her hips snapping into you with more force, your body moving forward with each powerful thrust.

“Fuck, you’re such a slut for me,” she groans out, the hand on your hips moving down to spank your ass, you groan against her palm. “You’re my slut, aren’t you?” You nod your head fervently, a muffled ‘Yes’ echoing around the room. “Are you going to come?” she pants out, finding it harder to thrust into you as you’re clenching around her so much.

“Yes, please let me come,” you moan out, her hand moving her s brief moment before covering your mouth when your body tenses, pussy spasming around her as your orgasm rips through you. Your scream is muffled, legs shaking as she fucks you through your orgasm, letting you ride out your high before pulling out, you whimper in response at feeling so empty.

“Fuck,” you sigh out, turning around and leaning against the wall as you feel your legs tremble and shake, her chuckling at your unsteadiness as she tucks the strap on away so that it won’t show through her dress.

“What’s wrong Dorogaya?” she teases, pressing you further into the wall and supporting your body.

“Don’t,” you grumble at her taunting words, moving your head and pressing a few kisses at the skin.

“Don’t what? Gloat about the fact that I fucked you so hard you can’t stand?” Her words make you flush, an embarrassed noise leaving you.

“Nat-”

“Oh my god guys, get a room,” Carol and Valkyrie comment while walking into the bathroom, seeing Natasha pinning you to the wall and thinking you're just about to fuck. You let out another embarrassed noise, this time the other three women laughing at your flustered and awkward state.

“Come on Dorogaya,” is all Natasha says, ignoring the lewd gestures and teasing comments coming from the others, and guiding you out of the room with one destination on her mind.

Tonight was definitely far from over…

[samisnotlegend]

Not that this is exactly a risky conjecture, but your fic tells me you have strong feelings about inequity and community based on personal experience (and maybe a little bit of wishfulness). Also I associate you with the feeling "fierce joy."

Funny, I associate YOU with joy too. 🥰 But yep, spot on. I have big feelings about everything (though I actually don’t cry very often) and a lot of what happens in BB is based on personal experience. Only with softer and kinder outcomes. More wishful, exactly like you said.

[cherrybyunss]

i spent a GOOD amount of time reading When It Gets Risky and when i tell u i LOVE it. UGH. SO AMAZING AND SO HEARTWRENCHING <33 ur amazing!!

also, jeno smut?? :3

Hi. Thank you so much for appreciating my work.

And here you go. It's sadder than an average smut piece lmao sorry about that.

Don't worry, I'll write something non angsty for him soon T^T haha

[no-face-girl-76]

The camping trip.

Dear diary,

Today was the best day ever. I went camping with my friends Luna, Bella and Kayla. It started off with us all being a mess, Mary and Luna stayed up way too late last night. Kayla forgot the second air mattress and I forgot my slippers.

The four of us all got ourselves situated and planned out how we were all going to fit on one air mattress. We are going to have to all cuddle side by side.

Mary asked if we wanted to go swimming and we all took turns changing in the tent while Kayla blew up the floaties. We all went down to thé water and jumped in, it was mid September and freezing! The view was amazing, clear water and sky, the sun shining down on my skin. I felt like I was melting.

We were all sipping our drinks and talking but I could feel Kayla’s eyes on me. My top teased my nipples, if I shifted the wrong way I knew she would see everything. My bottoms were a cheeky cut. They fit me perfectly. I made eye contact with her and she shyly looked away. She said the suns right in my eyes but I could see perfectly fine. Luna and Mary didn’t seem to notice.

The four of us eventually finished our drinks and started getting cold so we went back to our campsite. Luna went to change first, while Kayla started the fire. Mary poured us more drinks even though it was 4pm and we were already very tipsy. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows until we all felt a little sick. We talked until 11pm when we noticed it was an hour after quiet time. We packed up and crammed into the tent.

It was freezing in the tent and we all called out where we wanted to sleep. Luna on one end, Mary in the middle beside me, me and then Kayla on the other end. It was only a queen size mattress so we had to spoon, I didn’t mind. I didn’t realise how touch deprived I was. I wanted to be in the middle. It was perfect. We laughed for another couple hours and then Kayla asked if she could warm her hands on me.

She put them on my stomach at first they were freezing. The touch felt nice and comforting. The others passed out, occasionally snoring.

K-“can i move my hand higher? It’s cold here now.” She asked

“Yeah”

she slowly drifted her hand up, her cool hand just slightly under my boob.

K-“higher?”

“Yeah.”

Her hand caressing my boob. Her leg was wrapped over me, in between my legs, just teasing my desperate clit. Her cold fingers slowly caressing my nipple, I was desperate I wanted it and so much more. I hoped she wouldn’t stop and think about the two other girls sleeping inches away.

K-“is this okay”

“Yes.” I Saïd sheepishly

Mary and Luna had already fell asleep. But I still felt guilty. what if they woke up? what am I even doing? Why am I turned on by my best friend right now?? But it felt so good. She slowly rolled my nipple in her finger and I felt them get hard. I heard her chuckle. I could feel my face get hot and red. My breaths became deeper.

K-“do you like this?”

I could hear the smile in her voice.

« yes, but Mary and Luna are right there »

« we don’t have to do anything but I do not think they are waking up. Besides, I'm just warming my hands, right?»

I felt her knee slide down a little bit. It was right on the sweet spot, it took everything in me to not start grinding against it. I was throbbing, it’s been so long.

Her hand moved slowly down my side, creating goose bumps along the way. Then she slowly went back up

« I’m sensitive «

she chuckled

K-« I know…do you want me to stop? »

« No » I said sheepishly.

I can’t let this go too far, our friends are right beside us. What if they wake up? Her hand slowly but firmly rubbing all the way up to my breast and down to my waist band made me crazy. Oh god how I wanted her to make the next move. She sat up

K-« can I kiss you »

« Yes »

K-« Here? » she asked with her thumb making tiny circles right above my pant line.

« Yes »

She sat in between my legs and bent over me, one hand holding her up and the other holding my waist. She moved her thumb upwards

K-« here? »

« Yes » I almost moaned

She slowly made her way up my body asking before every kiss. She knew right were to kiss to make me crazy.

« her hand grasped my boob,

K-“here? »

I couldn’t help it anymore

« yes » I moaned.

« We have to be quiet »

she said as she lowered her head on to my nipples.

She softly kissed them, over and over. She stopped for a second, leaned in and whispered

K- « do you want more »

Fuck I wanted more so bad. Her hand slowly rubbing my body while she softly teased my nipples. I could take it anymore, I started to grind on her knee.

« please » I begged

K- « god you are so pretty when you beg »

She started sucking lightly and teasing with her tongue, switching sides every couple of minutes.

K- “Do you want more”

“Please” I whimpered

She slowly and firmly kissed my body, making her way all the way down. Her hands firmly placed on my sides.

“Do you want me to take these off” she tugged slightly on my waist band.

“Yes”

K- “yes what?” She asked

“Please” I begged

She slid off my pants, keeping my panties on. She slowly ran her thumb over my clit.

K- “do you want me to kiss here”

“Please” I whimpered

I could feel my swollen clit throbbing, begging for attention. Her soft lips kissed it through my soaked panties.

K- “do you want me to take them off?”

“Please” I said already out of breath, my body felt like it was going to explode.

She slid them off. Kissing from my knees all the way down. She teased all around my clit, she wanted me to beg.

“Please “ I begged

I could hear her smile.

K- “tell me what you want”

“More”

She lightly sucked on my clit

K-“This?”

“Yes” i moaned

She lightly sucked and teased with her tongue.

K- « do you want more?´

« Yes »

She slowly moved her hand down

« Do you want me inside of you? »

« Please » I begged

Her warm fingers slowly slipped in, her other hand dragged down my body to my lower stomach. She applied some pressure and started moving her fingers a little faster, she was hitting my G spot and it felt like heaven.

« Do you want more »

« Yes »

She went a little faster and sucked a little harder. I was so close

K- « I want you to ask to cum »

« I’m going to cum » I moaned

K-« no » she slowed down

« I’m so close » I whined

K-« I’m not done with you yet »

she slowly took her fingers out and teased your clit with them. I couldn’t take it anymore

« Please « I begged

She slipped her fingers in massaging my g spot. Her tongue slowly teasing my clit.

« Please, I’m going to explode »

K-« good girl, cum for me » her fingers sped up, and she sucked harder.

My whole body tensed up

« Oh my fucking god » I moaned

I came. Soaking the sheets, I felt like I had come out of my body.

She kissed my clit softly, and I slowly regained consciousness.

K-« you taste so good »

She slowly kissed up my body. Her hand rested on my stomach.

K« Hey, you okay »

« Yeah, I’m just recovering » I chuckled

K »you did so good.”

She resumed kissing my stomach all the way up to my neck, her hand still holding my waist. I wish I could stop time and feel this forever. After a couple minutes go by she asked,

K-“do you want to go skinny dipping with me before they wake up? We smell like pussy and it might be hard to explain.”

Oh my god, I completely forgot my friends were right beside us. She handed me a towel

K-« come on »

We quickly run out of the tent and down to the water.

K- « on three we drop our towels and jump, you ready? »

« oh no its going to be so cold »

K- «one…two…three!”

We jumped in holding hands. It was absolutely freezing!

« I can’t believe we just did that »

K-« I can » she chuckled

The end for now…

[malavera]

Joel Goodsen is such a candy

I finally get the chance to finish watching Risky Business and let me tell y’all…. TOM CRUISE WAS SO CUTE YET HOT AT THE SAME TIME AS JOEL GOODSEN 😩😩😭😭

makes me want to write something about that character… 👀🫣