#selenewrites

[fluffyprettykitty]

"Spread Your Legs"

Pairing: Chibs "Filip" Telford x female reader (no other specifications!)

Warnings: daddy kink, teasing

WC: 350 words

Author’s Note: Trying to see if I remember how to write lmao lmk if it's any good, super short tho! banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Chibs Telford MasterList

"Spread your legs wider. "

He commands and you can't help but obey looking at him with a heavy sigh as you curse the day you chose to wear leggings instead of a skirt. But you had no idea that you'd run into him on the other side of town or that he'd be immediately into ruining you.

You only wanted to stop by for a quick hi, how are you, a very pleasant pleasantry but that wasn't his plan. It was like his mind was already set on teasing you and that's what he did when he grabbed you and kissed you hungrily against the wall roaming his hands all over your body causing you to get so wet in a short amount of time.

Then he changed his tune as he rubbed his hand over your core kissing your neck teasingly until he stopped and placed you on the couch. Yet he had no inquisition to finish this.

"Like this?" You asked with a smirk as you spread your legs as wide as you could on the couch of the ice cream shop. People outside could look in if they wanted to and Chucky was right there behind the counter doing god knows what.

"That's good. But I'm sure you can do better."

You groaned as you tried to spread them more putting your hands behind your back in the process, your chest puffing out.

"Is that alright, daddy?" You asked with another smile wondering how long he'd torture you for knowing very well he wouldn't touch you. Not when he was busy with the club.

"Good. Now stay like this until I return." He said buttoning up his jacket. The smile on your face dropped and he only chuckled as he opened the glass door and shut it behind him. You silently watched him as he got on his bike, started it and put it on his helmet taking one final look at you before he drove off.

Now maybe you should have stayed at home.

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[selenewriting]

"I don't want us to have secrets."

From the Archive:

Originally a Prompt Response to @panvilleprompts

Posted on: 11 June 2022

Pansy knew right away that something was going on behind her back.

She had a feeling things were off when Neville asked her if they could reschedule their next Potions tutoring date after walking her back to the Slytherin dungeons.

Oddly enough, she thought nothing of it. People reschedule when things come up, that's normal. But when they were partnered for Charms class, Pansy turned towards him (as she's done all year) and found that he had partnered himself with Nott instead.

The feeling of rejection came full force. In the entire time they've worked together, he had never really avoided her so obviously as he was right now. So, Pansy resolved that if he avoided in Herbology, she would confront him, ask him what had changed between them.

During Advanced Herbology - a double lessons block - Neville was so busy assisting Professor Sprout that Pansy never got to flag him down to talk to him, something she had always been able to do.

'How frustrating,' she muttered as she walked over to the lake.

She swore she wouldn't let herself cry, but the tears came hard and fast until the sun set. She thought they were something once they'd kissed. 

The walk back to the castle was bitter. The evening chill set in so quickly, but Pansy couldn't be bothered to cast a warming charm.

The courtyard was empty by the time she arrived, probably since everyone would be in the dining hall.

She was so wrapped in her thoughts that she didn't notice the Neville pop out from the shadows.

"Pansy!"

It was his voice. She wiped her tears away with her robes and turned to face him.

"I've been looking for you everywhere! Where were you?" he asked, short of breath.

Pansy promised she wouldn't cry, so she but her lip and bade words to come. Her throat continued to tighten and she finally uttered, "Here and there, just taking a walk."

Neville placed his hands on her shoulders and asked her to close her eyes, "I've prepared something for you, I've been looking for you since sundown, but this might be better. You won't believe the grief Headmaster McGonagall gave me, but you're here!"

He turned her around, the warmth of his body against her back, his hands placed over her eyes.

With a whispered lumos, a wash of light flooded the space between his fingers and her closed lids.

"Alright now, open your eyes."

It took her a moment before her eyes adjusted to the overwhelming brightness and beauty of the courtyard. Neville had decorated the entire area with floating yellow and purple lights shaped as pansies. Dozens of stephanotis floribunda flowers danced on invisible currents, their delicate scent wafting with the breeze.

And to top it off, a tiny house elf (dressed like an American cowboy) stood beside a small bistro table decorated with more flowers, glasses, and an overflowing tower of petit four.

Speechless, she was rendered speechless. "Nev," she began, not really sure what to say from here.

"Do you like it? I've spent the last two weeks planning for this. I'm sorry I had to reschedule on you, I had to ask McGonagall for permission and the night I rescheduled with you was the only night she was available to meet me. And I'm sorry I haven't been able to work with you in Charms, Nott helped me with the flowers and charms. I wanted to catch you today during Herbology, but you disappeared before you could see Seamus get bitten by the fanged geraniums. A fiasco, really. "

"What's all this for though? I thought-we were breaking up!"

"Wha- What's all this? Silly witch, it's our one year anniversary!"

Oh Merlin, that made so much sense. "I thought you were bored of me and started to avoid me because of it and I thought you were going to break up with me for someone else!"

Pansy started to cry in earnest and Neville pulled her in close to give her a kiss on the head, "No, silly witch, I wanted to surprise you, but I think I made you feel badly. I'm sorry, love. I want you to know I'd rather be obliviated than live a life without your love."

She sniffled once more, "So, no secrets?"

He kissed her again, "None, I don't want us to have secrets."

And they had none between them until he pulled out a ring three years later and she waited to let him know she was with child two years after that.

[mysticwrites]

Prompted by the ask if authors reread their own work: what is your comfort fic, you always return to, your favourite little gem, you can't get enough of, even when (maybe) barely anyone else reads it?

Tag five people you know write too.

Thank you @the-francakes for the tag.

I love all my works. Here are a few that i like to read from time to time.

My Love for You Makes It Snow: Panville fluff

Mr. Mistletoe: Dramione one bed, they both cave, fluff, smut, christmas

Life Divine: Eight short fics of the Panville variety

I tag @thatblondebitvh @b--and--honey @selenewriting @whimsymanaged @reyreyalltheway

[s3lenewrites]

Can you imagine a more precious one ? A shadow dreamt by luck alone To guide our empty life to the sun.

— Cat | Selenewrites

[malsrp]

Hit up my daily muses, and let's plot. I'm open to any and all plots. Yes I rp on discord but selectively.

Btw I'm changing my blog name soon and the icon will follow. I reserved the url already - selenewrites. Itll go hand in hand with my new gifs, which will feature only a crescent moon in one corner and are larger. Also remaking the muse banners to include missed info.

[fluffyprettykitty]

My sweet selene, my darling, I have missed your writing so very much. So here I am asking that you bring this conversation we once had to life.

How do we feel about book store date with Billy, followed by cockwarming, and he make her read one of the books to him. And she can't come until she finishes a chapter. The extent of the smut and other kinks is your choice, I trust you with my heart.

Besitos

Pairing: Billy Russo x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: ~500 words

Warnings: cockwarming, teasing

Author’s Note: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii lia ilysm, we can still pretend it's spring and i did these on time hello! i'll write the rest too i promise <3

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Billy Russo Masterlist

Billy was always the determined type so when he picked you up from work and took you to the bookstore to pick whatever you wanted you knew that a simple gift wasn't enough for him.

You browsed through the sections and ended up lingering on the classics sections. He instructed you to pick five books and so you did. You placed them in his hands and waited outside by the car for him. Once out he took you to a restaurant for some late lunch/early dinner and then you were off to his place.

He lived in a luxury apartment in upstate New York and one of your favourite things to do was just to stare outside at the big city skylines. He seemed to be doing some work while you were sitting on the couch freshly showered wearing one of his t-shirts and reading one of the books you picked.

He came by with a smirk on his face as he watched you. The tall man observed you for a bit before he came closer and instructed you on his lap cuddling you, soon enough the cuddling turned to more, Billy not really keeping his hands to himself.

Next thing you know he has you rubbing yourself against his clothed hard-on while he's listening to your reading aloud. He fumbles with his belt and pants until he frees his cock and pushes your panties to the side sliding it right in. The sun had long been set as he looked up at you with a smile.

"Read for me..." He whispered, his lips digging into your neck, struggling to hold on to your book.

"Billy...." You breathed out feeling him occupying your walls so deliciously, you hadn't seen him for three days and you were getting needy yourself.

"Read." He said again before biting your neck. You groaned as you placed the book against the back of the couch and continued reading aloud.

He continued kissing and teasing your neck, loving and feeling the vibrations of your voice chords as he wrapped his hands tightly on your waist not allowing you to go anywhere.

You came to a halt as the pleasure was getting a little too much for you but he only tilted his head to scold you.

"Don't stop until you finish your chapter."

"There are no chapters in this book!" You protested cursing the days you chose this particular book.

"Sucks for you." He chuckled and kissed you again on your neck possesively. "I wanna know how this plays out." You groaned louder as you continued reading aloud.

You were in for a long night.

A very long night.

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Happy Spring Sleepover!

How about Jax Teller + Clothes On + Day Trip? ❤️

"On the road"

Pairing: Jackson "Jax" Teller x female reader (no other specifications!)

Warnings: dry humping, liquids

WC: ~600 words

Author’s Note: we're gonna pretend i did this on time, and thank you for your lovely request navy <3 banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Jax Teller MasterList

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It wasn't often Jax agreed to get away with you on a day trip so when it happened you had to use your best weapons to make sure it happened again soon.

It wasn't a long drive to where you were heading, you knew he'd never leave southern California but still, the thought of being closer to the beach made you happy. You stopped at a gas station for coffee and snacks, the place relatively empty. You wanted to get cheeky with him but you had to choose your best moment.

After finishing your sandwiches you went on your merry way again. Soon enough you found a clearing. An open space for rangers to park their cars and rest, you stopped to look at the view, took a complimentary selfie together and sat on one of the benches. Jax pulled you to his lap and kissed your shoulder slowly.

You smirked as you thought of something.

You tilted your head back to kiss him softly and he responded eagerly. You had to set your plan in motion. You continued until you felt his hands wrapped a little too tightly on your back before you switched to straddle him instead. Jax whistled not used to you being this open in public and when you started grinding on him he started feeling very hot and very needy.

You started moaning into the kiss, your desperation growing with how much deeper your movements felt. You gripped his hair for leverage as you let yourself feel all of his length thankful you chose leggings and a dress shirt for the day. You could feel him getting harder underneath and you loved how he allowed you to take the lead, letting you feel him however you wanted him.

You gasped as you pushed yourself against his jeans and moaned when you raised your body to grind deeply into the harsh material.

"Fuck Jax" you moaned your desperation growing.

"Oh no you started it you're gonna finish it yourself. "

You groaned and ground him harder, your wetness leaking through. You had no other choice, you had to keep going as he cockily smirked at you keeping you steady and holding you in place. His position allowed him to watch any other cars that might happen to park close by.

"Come on, you were so sure of yourself a minute ago."

"I thought you'd take me to the car."

"Oh, no, this is how you started it this is how you finish."

You groan and continue knowing that you need a little bit more friction but all Jax does is tilt his head and look at you expectantly so you continue low groaning and grinding.

It feels like forever when you can feel yourself starting to break apart and that's only when he starts helping you bucking his hips to you allowing you better access as he slightly unbuttons his jeans. You let out a grunt when you reach your heaven and place your chin on his neck to muffle your moan as your wetness spreads to his jeans.

"Fuck, Jax." You curse again and breathe heavily on top of him.

"Hmm..." He muses still unimpressed. "Get in the car."

You look up at him surprised. Were you getting what you wanted after all?

"I'm not driving with a hard-on, darling," He said and you couldn't help but agree.

"And this time you're gonna use your mouth."

You groaned and smiled at him. How could you ever deny him?

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Oh cute idea!!

Layla and Marc Spector x reader (poly) on a date, maybe like a sleepover date or something?

Totally ok if not!

"Sleepover Date"

Pairing: Marc Spector x Layla El Faouly x female reader

Word Count: ~300 words

Author’s Note: we are gonna pretend it's still spring and I did those on time

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Marc Spector Masterlist ・❥・Layla El Faouly Masterlist

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It's late, very late for a work night, but you really needed to destress, and that after work always helped. The music was playing softly on the background until Layla turned it up just a little bit. She came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of snacks, carefully balancing it on one hand.

Marc was carrying the mattress from the bedroom to the living room, carefully placing it in the middle so all three of you could fit. He expertly placed the fitted sheet along with three blankets and some pillows, making a joke about how they never seemed to be enough for his girls.

You walk on the mattress and properly plop down with a thumb giggling all the way. Needing the comfort and presence of your loving partners after a long stressful week. Layla places the tray on the couch as Marc comes laying down next to you.

"How should we spend our lovely evening?"

"We had what we do right before you broke the tv!" You said glaring at Marc who had accidentally let the bunny eat the cords. Accident is wrong cause the kept saying 'aw look how cute his little teeth are!'

"Not broken, just need a little... do over"

"We need a new one."

"Exactly do over."

"That's not a do-over."

"Slight reconstruction."

"We need a new one!"

"A cord....we need a new cord..."

"You can't fix it!"

"I know a guy...."

"Marc, you don't know shit. We need a new one!"

"Shut up, both of you."

Layla shook her head before sitting on the couch annoyed with your shared bickering.

"I'm thinking either sharing ghost stories or...." You cut off Marc and shook your head.

"I'm not getting up from the bed, no truth or dare or anything psychical, " you retorted and pulled a blanket over you. Layla laughed as she poured drinks into glasses.

"I'm game for anything honestly. But ghost stories...You know I got the best..." She winked at Marc and he nodded his head.

"Very well, ghost stories it is."

And thus a lovely night soon turned scary.

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Love's not a competition (but I'm winning)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 800 words

Outline: Bucky wants you to break up with him. But he really doesn't know what that means for him.

Warnings: breaking up, toxic relationships, mentions of ex, implied infidelity.

A/N: Based on Kaiser Chief's same-titled song and Bucky won the poll for this one! Hope you will enjoy!

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Bucky Barnes Masterlist

You suddenly halt in your steps and take a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief. You notice that the sound of footsteps behind you is slow and steady, instead of the expected rush to stop you from leaving. This further confirms your decision to move on.

But this wasn't the last day.

Both of you knew that. But still, you cling on to your suitcase and place your hand on the door handle. You know he won't stop you, you know he never loved you enough to care about you other than what you could provide for him but still you want to see him on his knees begging for you like his ex-girlfriend used to beg him when you first had started seeing him.

But you were one of the many. Anytime, any day. Just another notch in his belt.

Until you weren't.

Somehow a one-night stand in a local bar turned into a year and you almost forgot how you met him. You almost forgot how much he loved treating people like toys. His light is engulfing and his smile draws you in and makes you forget. Makes you neglect yourself. And you're vulnerable. You always have been.

And even now the fights were constant, and lips crushed and crushed again until your bones were bleeding, the final straw came only last month.

"I know you want me gone." He said waving his fingers in front of his nose as if he wasn't believing his own bullshit anymore.

"I never said anything like that." You scoffed crossing your arms, you knew, right there you knew, it was time for him to move in on his next victim, maybe he got bored of you, or maybe she was smarter.

"I heard you." He slurred his words as if speaking was such a bother to him. Late October, yet early winter inside your heart.

"When you were talking to your friend the other day... on the phone." He turns to look at you. He was waiting for a moment like that, a complaint so he could justify his actions.

But you were smarter than that. You could hurt me where it would pain him the most.

His pride.

"Sorry, Tony was back in town and I must have gotten hella drunk." You spew a little lie over a concrete truth and you know it's enough to keep the wheels turning. You won't go down without a fight anyway.

He seems surprised even for a quick second that you can only tell only by observing him so much through the crowd. You knew he was talking about last week when you mentioned to your best friend Kate, how much you missed your old town and how much you couldn't stand this city anymore.

A vague thing, he loved grasping at straws.

He didn't inquire much just wished you on your merry way but when he came back to his apartment in the middle of the night he pushed you behind the door and devoured your body in a way that you feel like a masterpiece.

He always kept a score in his mind, any good thing you did for him and he'd reward you in bed, close to bed, anywhere but the bed. He never forgot.

"I've left some money in the envelope on the bed table for the next bills."

"You didn't have to do that. I can afford it all by myself."

"I know but I'm not a user." You retort and open the door, it's either freedom in the air or a deciding step at this point.

"I never said you were." He mumbles and somehow you wonder what you ever saw in him other than pretty eyes and a broken boy?

"I never said you did." You step out and you can tell he is confused, but he never paid enough attention to realize anything or to understand you. You were three steps ahead of the game always.

"Where will you stay?" His words escape him before he can control them and you know he is hurting inside.

"Somewhere." You smile and close the door. And you know It won't be long before he runs to the street to stop you, just like he did before.

But this time around you will leave cause you love doing anything he asked of you. And you'd remain the winner of the game for a long time.

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[little-angel-oc]

This is one of the best thing here 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

sugar

Pairing: sugar daddy!Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 1200 words

Outline: Showing off your gifts to your benefactors.

Warnings: no powers au, pool sex, some power play, fingerfucking, dirty talk, pet names, switch!Nat, dom!tony, daddy kink, oral sex (m receiving), impact play maybe, if i missed anything major please let me know!

Author’s Note: based on my previous hds on tonynat & also used the precious help of the love of my life @that-sarcastic-writer 🖤also my first time writing a sugar baby au.

PS: dividers & banners by @saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Tony Stark Masterlist ・❥・Natasha Romanoff Masterlist

"Just give it a twirl," Natasha says sitting back on the couch and crossing her legs. "You look absolutely beautiful in it." She continues admiring your body and the way the diamond bikini they had just gifted you looked on you.

"Just perfection." Tony mused taking a sip from his whiskey glass, his stare hard on you. It has been almost two months since that arrangement of yours started. Tony and Natasha both well-established socialites and business moguls were apparently so willing to share an end goal: you.

Three months ago you had walked inside that very office to apply for an assistant's job and by the end of the week, you had ended up on a private jet, legs apart with two tongues toying relentlessly with your pussy. Life was just amazing like that.

"Thank you." You beam and make a little curtsey. "Looks wonderful. Though not that practical." You wink at them and continue to strut around slowly.

"Well, it's for private sessions..." Tony said shrugging.

"Maybe watching you wear that while writing down Tony's speeches will have him actually show up to work." Natasha retorted and chuckled. "You know he needs it."

"Oh, she's mean already. I like that." Natasha just scoffed at his reply and you came closer to her, walking right in front of her.

"Turn around and kneel, baby." The red-haired woman instructed you and you followed suit turning around slowly and begging to kneel elegantly on the floor, showing off your accustoming diamond butt plug adorned in Natasha's business symbol.

"Now that's what I like to see, baby."

"Quite beautiful indeed. How about you go there inside the pool and see how well you can swim in that bikini." Tony said pointing at the warm indoor pool, its cyan waters looked mighty inviting. You slowly got back up and walked over to the ladder. Gracefully you get inside the pool and sink yourself inside rising back up.

"Just perfect." Tony mused as he came closer to sit by the chair nearby while Natasha ripped her dress off her body, and jumped right into the pool in her black underwear.

She crushed her lips onto yours pushing you against the pool's wall and roughly kissing your face and neck. You glanced a little just to watch Tony already palming himself at the sight of you.

"Don't you dare take it off," Natasha warned you holding your chin up and using her free hand to feel how your body felt under the water.

"N-never." You breathed out and just like that Natasha's lips were on your nipples, the diamonds slightly pushed aside and she was licking it around. It was hard for you to keep your body up so you tried sitting on the ladder steps for a grip.

Natasha gets rougher with each kiss and grasp of your skin, caressing the diamonds ever so delicately before roughly squeezing the skin underneath. Your hands stay on the barrister of the ladder trying to hold on as her one hand begins to rub on your pussy under the water, a unique yet familiar sensation. The red-haired woman was obsessed with fucking you in that particular pool and though she never has let you know about its sentimental value you're more than happy to follow her through.

Tony comes closer, dressed in his fancy robe. "I'm not in the mood to get wet tonight. Let's take her to bed." Natasha stops just to glare at him and that's when her hands begin to work faster on you.

"I don't feel like using the bed tonight."

"Natasha." He looks at her so sternly that has your own pussy clenching and clenching on Natasha's fingers, fuck, you felt coming close to an orgasm already.

"Don't you dare make her dumb this early."

Natasha only smirks before she adds more pressure to your clit and uses her fingers expertly to elicit an echoing moan from you.

"I-I'm cumming." You breathe out, your body shaking. "I can't-" You squeal as the coil inside you tightens. "Fuck, I can't." It's getting too much for you now, you need to release yourself and you can't be waiting for them to agree on something.

"Fuck!" You yell out and your body starts shaking your back arching.

"You're a really mean person," Tony says looking sternly at Natasha.

"You are a very annoying person." She chuckled and removed her fingers from you. "Go ahead, carry her to the master chamber."

Tony raises an eyebrow as he reaches down for you and ungrasps your hands from the banisters. "You've been such a good girl, now come with me to the bed and I'll show how annoying I can become for Miss Romanoff right here."

You were pliant to his touch as he helped you get up wrapped a towel around you and helped you walk to the chambers. Natasha followed close behind.

"On the bed both of you," Tony ordered the minute you walked through the door and you both got on the bed. Natasha sat with her knees together looking at you and caressing your cheek. "Have I been bad, Daddy?" Natasha mused rubbing her legs together, her short dress left nothing to the imagination.

"Yes, terribly, so." He chuckled, loosening up his dress robe. "You know what that means." Of course that was only a game between the two, Tony could never be mad at Natasha for whatever she felt like doing to you. Plus Tony was the greatest observer you've ever met during sex. He had previously spent hours upon hours watching you both straddle each other.

"Unlimited fun," Natasha smirked and pushed you down on the bed getting on top of you, pining you down to the mattress with her strong thighs. Tony chuckled and took off his robe allowing it to hit the floor before coming closer to the bed.

"Now open your mouth, princess." He instructed and you dutifully obeyed opening your mouth wide. He pushed his velvet boxers down revealing his hard erection and stroke it three times.

"Now get it very wet for me baby." You reached out with your hand to guide his member inside your mouth and kitty licked his tip first with a very satisfied look i your eyes. Natasha started moving her hips above you slowly, the hard diamonds adding a stingy sensation against your skin that you knew they would leave a bruise for tomorrow.

"Are we going to ruin kitten tonight?" Natasha asked looking at you as Tony moved his hips to force his cock down your throat.

"Hm, maybe we could see how much she can take. We got her such a special gift anyway, would be a waste not to treat as a specialty."

"Very well then."

And when Tony started with you, it was like he could never let you go.

And oh boy were you in for a night of fun....

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Night Fillings

Pairing: Matt Murdock x fem! reader (no other specifications)

Word Count: 874 words

Outline: Night session with your favourite neighbor. PWP.

Warnings: Mean! Dom! Matt, unprotected sex, light exhibitionism, riding, degradation, use of slut, light biting, if I missed anything or tagged something wrong please let me know!

Author’s Note: first time writing smut for my favourite baby boy, thank you so so so much to @late-to-the-party-81​ for beta reading this and helping me out, and to @bitchassbucky​ for encouraging me with this piece. Mwah. 

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics​

🌟 Please reblog and comment if you want to, all feedback is appreciated and warmly encouraged 🌟

Main Masterlist ・❥・Matt Murdock Masterlist

THIS IS A NSFW DRABBLE. MINORS PLEASE DNI. 

Matt sighed deeply at the feeling of the figure in front of him. You were ready and almost too desperate, waiting for his touch, your body squirming. His beloved touch, the only reason why you’d left your friends in the middle of your night out and jumped ship once you saw him. You couldn’t deny what he gave you. Who else could give you more?

As for him, he was cocky, way too cocky, as his eyes glistened, his breath hitched, with you on top of him, some clothes thrown on the floor, others half off, his tie around your neck, your hands on his head ruffling his hair before gripping it. 

What a sight to see, the good girl next door riding her neighbor like her life depended on it. From the drawn window the sight of you bouncing up and down on his cock, struggling to take him all in, could be seen and you didn't mind it at all. 

“Come on sweetheart, I know you can do better than that, didn’t practically beg me to come back with your sweet ass to your house just for you to disappoint me, huh?”

He was barely moving, a smirk curled on his lips. He could feel all that was running through your body and mind, your insides burning with your desire, but unfortunately, you were not used to it, used to him; some things are way too tight. You kept on struggling, the sound of his chuckle filling you with more confidence that you could do this. You were trying harder, rotating your hips and trying to stretch yourself more, as you gripped on his hair, a loud moan escaping from your lips. He only laughed a little, his chest vibrating with the low sound. 

“Looks like you got all the time in the world, little one”

In the cold of the night, your breathing was getting heavy and uneven, his hands firmly outstretched on the couch beside him, not helping at all with your struggle, instead of wanting to hear, and indulge in, all of the sounds you were making. Your mouth hung open, wet sounds filling the room. oh, he loved it so much, you could tell by the way his cock twitched inside your pussy.

You switched from rotating your hips to bouncing up and down again, his girth burning you so much that it made you squeal. His enhanced hearing allowed him to hear all of your micro noises caused by the way his cock was stretching you out, increasing his pride. 

Delicately, but needily, your hands moved from his hair to his shoulders, steadying yourself as you pushed against him, finally sinking down. With a loud groan, you stilled for a moment trying to adjust to his size.

Then he laughed for a second time. Oh, he was cocky all right. 

"Finally managed to take me all the way in, huh? Was starting to get bored over here, felt like taking a nap. " 

You began to whine at his words, even though you loved it because you wanted to please him so bad 

"Matt please, I can't -fuck Matt is it’s too big, I can't, it burns, please, please, please." Your words sounded like a chant, and he did love it when women begged, the more desperate the better.

His eyes darkened as he suddenly, and forcibly, grabbed your hands by your wrists and wrapped his body around yours, turning you around and pushing your body to the couch. You tipped your ass up in anticipation, arching your back and helping him push his cock inside you from behind. He didn’t waste a moment as he thrust inside you hard, one big arm now next to your face, the other hand holding your wrists, his chin above your head.

He pounded into you hard and fast, both your heart rates rising. 

He held your wrists hostage with his strong hands as he is pounded inside you at a brutal pace, devouring your body and ruining you for any other man, just as he wanted. Your mouth hung open, only unintelligible grunts leaving your lips. 

"Is this what you wanted, sweetheart, to get fucked by my cock,? You thought you could take it, that you could handle it?" He shook his head

"No you fucking can't, only I know what you can take or not. Crawling to me like a pathetic little slut wanting to get filled. No one else can fuck you like I do, huh? "

Soon though, you felt a warmth inside you as he finished, filling you up with what you had craved the most. The burn was finally gone, leaving you filled with his seed and wondering what he was going to do next as he placed soft, tender kisses on your shoulder, having bitten you as he came, slowing his movements until his hips stopped completely.

"Time to scream more, baby girl.” 

He tapped on your back, pulling out of it and turning you around again. You looked at him, blissfully fucked but in need of more. He knelt in front of you and left a trail of kisses from your belly to your pussy.

Oh, this was going to be a long-ass night!

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Disturbance

Pairing: Brunnhilde x female reader (no other specifications)

Word Count: 1050 words

Outline: Yours and Brunnhilde's relationship is still pretty new so you keep it a secret from everyone else. What happens when Thor accidentally walks in on the pair of you?

Warnings: (val has nipple piercings), rough fucking, sub/dom dynamics, pussy riding, facefucking, overstimulation, mean! Valkyrie, degradation, daddy kink, some humiliation, swearing, pain kink, ass-eating.

Author’s Note: based on this request! Set on new Asgard after infinity war and it was so fun to write. I came up at first with a concept where it had Thor joining them so if anyone wants that alternate ending let me know!

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics //​ banners by @maysdigitalarts​

Main Masterlist ・❥・Valkyrie Masterlist

NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

"Harder!" 

Brunnhilde commands you, her eyes darkened with lust. 

"Show me what you're made of. Show me how much of a whore you truly are. " She's adamant about ruining you completely. She locks her thighs around your body and rides your pussy with such vindictive, that you'd think she actually hated you. Her long braids are covering her body and with a sharp tilt of her head, she commands them back to her back watching you trying to match her speed.

But it was exhausting, this was your third orgasm already building up and Brunnhilde had made sure to finger you thoroughly in the dinner earlier. She could work her fingers so masterfully and graciously and you had long learned to keep quiet and your expression unfazed. Wasn't easy, but that was how she wanted it and who was you to argue? The dynamics with her had been very clear from the start. She liked how submissive you were and how eager to please her. 

It hasn't been more than four weeks since you started working as one of Thor's maids. Obviously, he didn't need you, none of them royal folks do and it all fell to Brunnhilde to command you and the other maids around. She quickly became impressed with your beauty and your velvet voice and had put you on bathroom duty. You were to draw their baths and help them dress. 

Of course, neither she nor Thor particularly needed you but it was a position to be filled. Brunnhilde was reigning new Asgard whilst Thor was more of the first champion. But those details were boring, the gist is when your romance first began.

One particular night the long-haired woman had asked you to stay and help her with her bath because she said that she found it difficult to rub a spot. Curiously, you came back to the bath only for her to present you with her legs spread apart and a cheeky ‘right there in the middle.’ Ever since you were attached to one another. But you kept it very secret, and so far no one knew anything. It was beautiful, you matched one another well, your sense of humor, your way of thinking, and most importantly you were both falling for each other.

"Still doesn't know how to fuck." Brunnhilde's voice snaps you out of your daydream feeling a large slap on your asscheek. Followed by her wrapping her hand around your throat and pushing you back on the bed. 

"You are seriously calling this fucking? Have I not taught you anything? Wasting my precious time. " She rolls her eyes, and the heat inside your stomach is growing higher. 

"I'm sorry." You whimper and place your hands on your breasts, wiggling your body. She stops moving only for a second and then she begins once more rubbing her crotch over yours, shaking the whole bed with her. You start to groan loud, repeating her name again as she praises you. 

"That's my good girl, sing for me, show daddy what a good girl you are." Ah, yes, of course, that’s what she liked calling herself. 

You can feel your orgasm coming close, you try to warn her, arching your back, her hand only squeezing your throat more, making you see white for a second, and as you are about to reach your high you can feel her stop. Confused you move your hands trying to touch her but you watch her as she gets off the bed.

"Get out!" She screams and your pussy is clenching so hard at the loss of contact. You try to make sense of what is happening and that's when you see a frozen Thor standing right on your doorstep, he seems to be just blinking while a very naked Brunnhilde is trying to make him move and shove him out of the door. You're delirious and only want your lover back, your body is trembling as you reach your high untouched, the pleasure getting to you. Brunnhilde turns around to scold you, recognizing your very familiar sounds of pleasure. 

Thor immediately covers his eyes and starts a string of ‘ I’m so sorry, and I didn't mean to - I had no idea’. To which statement Valkyrie hits him in the arm and he finally begins to leave, backstepping till he hits his back on the wall and comically turns around to abandon the corridor.

"Fucking slut." Valkyrie rolls her eyes and jumps on the bed with such aggression, you’d think she would punish you. 

"Did you really wanna cum that bad?" She watches you rub your thighs together, your breathing still hard and uneven. 

“I couldn’t control it, daddy. “

"You will never cum again without my permission, understand?" She asks you her voice stern. You don’t know what to say so you timidly nod your head. Not an answer she liked. With two hands she quickly spreads your legs apart and slaps your pussy with all her might. 

"Answer me, pet." You whimper and shout at the force of the spank, making your oversensitive pussy vibrate. 

"Yes!" You shout desperately. 

“You don’t fucking understand the severity of your actions.” 

"Never, daddy, never! I promise. " You breathe out and try to reach her again with your hands. She grabs your hands and with a quick move, she sits on your face, pushing her juicy wet pussy lips right on your lips. 

"Good." She muses, her knees close to your breasts keeping you locked under her once more. 

"Now I'm gonna fuck your face so stupid since your pussy seems to have a mind of its own." She sinks down further to your lips and you obediently dart out your tongue ready to start giving her pleasure. Your hands reach up to grip on her breasts or more precisely her pure gold nipple piercings, which you oh so very much liked to pull on for handles as again she is moving her hips so aggressively against your face, riding your tongue for dear life.

The continuous moans from Brunnhilde definitely kept Thor far away from the chambers tonight. At some points, she switches herself leaning down to your pussy and doesn’t stop eating you out until you finally pass out. 

Come the morning, she would have plenty of stares to avoid…

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Extravagant

Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 800 words

Outline:  Bucky cannot stop finishing, having long been without.

Warnings: male ejaculation, male masturbation, overstimulation, pet names, dirty talk, praise kink. If I didn't tag something or tagged something wrong, please let me know!

Author’s Note: First Bucky smut, hope you enjoy it, and many thanks to @alohastyles-x for beta reading this for me! <;3

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics || banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Bucky Barnes Masterlist

NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

God, he was insatiable.

On and on again, after a two-hour sex marathon your body had given up, but he was still hard. So hard. Supersoldiers and their stamina. You honestly could not believe your eyes.

You had met Bucky Barnes only a month ago at the local supermarket buying produce. One thing led to the other and he had asked you out on a beautiful date to a restaurant downtown. It was beautiful, and he was a proper gentleman. You started going out on dates, and the first night together was incredible. Well, this was still the first night technically. It was Friday when he had invited you to his house, now it was Sunday.

Now he was grunting and groaning, thrusting above you, his hands cupping your face. Your body aching from the overstimulation. Walking was no longer an option for you. He couldn't stop, he honestly could not stop cumming, could not stop fucking. Then, he moves one hand to pull his cock out of your pussy and then starts to pump it over your chest, painting you all his, once more.

There's only so much you can take. For you today it must have been the sixth orgasm and for him? You had long lost count.

"I need a lot more, doll, I can't help it, please let me have a little more… just let me jerk, looking at you, this thing is not going to soothe itself anytime soon."

Your final orgasm was too much for you, with dried tears on your cheeks trying to close your very abused legs, you are shaking your head.

"I can't take anymore, I’m so sore. I'm sorry."

"Please don't apologize, doll, please. I'm sorry, I will try and go to the bathroom."

"No, stay, let me help you."

You look at his still very hard cock, he had already came inside you more times than you could count, and he had already filled you up everywhere, breaking every single piece of furniture in the apartment and the balcony. Having already given him what he called the best blowjob of his life and yet, there he was hard as ever, his tip ever red.

Bucky wraps his palm around his cock and begins to stroke it while you try to reach for his balls to slightly stroke them. It amazed you, watching him cum over and over again like that. His concentrated face, all blissful and grinning afterward, the way his legs trembled... what a picture.

"Fuck, doll. You're fucking amazing. I don't think I will ever stop being hard for you."

Maybe he was right, in these three days you were dating, Bucky could not stop having you; he was obsessed with you, every part of you, and every single inch of you. He loved touching you and loved having you. Loved admiring all of your angles, worshiping you.

You gently stroke him while he looks at you, hovering above you, your tongue lazily licking his cock which makes him curse out in pleasure. Momentarily he is thinking of shoving his cock down your throat, but he doesn’t. Instead, he gently pushes your hand away.

“I know what I want, doll. Hold up your breasts for me, please.”

There is desperation, yet a unique kindness to the way he commands you and as you do so, you are looking at him innocently. Putting your hands under your breasts holding them still, you begin to wiggle your body, shaking them.

“Holy, shit!”

Bucky curses out again and starts pumping his cock fast over you, shaking his head at your beauty.

“Fucking hell, doll, you are driving me insane. Fucking- fuck!”

It takes him by surprise when he is shooting his load over your breasts, you proudly keeping them together for him. Once again, painted and beautiful in his hold.

“Y/N. You are a fucking goddess.”

Bucky chuckles to himself, letting go of his cock finally. He is then positioning himself to lean down closer to you. Shiny as ever he comes close to your face to kiss you passionately. Desperate to touch again, as if a moment away from you, not touching you, was wasted.

“You are fucking amazing, Y/N.”

He breathes against your lips, panting heavily, before collapsing next to you. Pressing his forehead against yours he is freely moving his hands over your chest, massaging your breasts, slowly spreading his cum around.

“And you are all mine, my own cumslut.”

You feel a sense of pride you never thought you could feel at his words. That was exactly what you were and it was the complete and utter truth.

“All yours, baby.”

“All mine.”

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Sweetest shit ever

I'm kinda beginning for a part two🧎

Or any Danny Ramirez content. Like I need my fix 😫

For your summer sleepover 🩵 neighbour!Joaquin + saying goodbye at the door

pairing: neighbor!joaquin torres x female reader

words: ~500

a/n: thank you bb for this ask! <;3 I decided to go with the fluffy/funny route with this

You linger a little watching your new neighbor carrying your big pot from your car to your door. His muscular arms peeking under his black t-shirt, a glimpse of a golden chain shining at the back of his neck and the way he just seemed to want to help, it all made you incredibly attracted to you.

"Is this spot alright?" He asks as he turns around with a big smile on his face. God you could get lost inside it, it felt like he could power through the whole world with the warm energy he emitted.

"Yes." You stammer a little, you have no idea where you want your pot anyway, it's not like you can remember.

"I can place it anywhere you like." You chuckle as you come close to him.

"I think my mom wants it next to the door, she'll move it when she comes back from work."

"I can come by later, we'll be at the house shaping it, it's no problem for me." God, his friendly nature made you want to jump right into his arms.

"Oh, we wouldn't want to impose ourselves too much, honestly if I dragged it a little, I'd make it."

Joaquin smiled and pointed at the big heavy pot. "Well, no reason for you to break your back when I'm around."

You tried very hard to control yourself and not say something completely unhinged. Joaquin shrugged at your silence and awkwardly gestured to leave.

"Wait." You shook your head." You gotta let me make it up to you, somehow."

"Hmm." Joaquin mused and pointed at the lemon tree right next to your porch. "If you got any homemade lemonade that's my favourite."

You widened your eyes and looked between him and the tree and almost panicked because you can't remember if you got any.

"You know what." You smiled, "What about I collect some and I make you some freshly squeezed this afternoon?"

Joaquin nodded his head and beamed. Thank God your brain worked only momentarily.

"Tonight then."

"Tonight." You nodded and looked at him. You both spent a few moments looking at each other not really wanting to leave even though you had already made plans for tonight. You both stayed there smiling at each other until a honk was heard pulling you back to reality.

"Oh, shit, I gotta get to work." Your friend frantically waved from the driver's window. Joaquin chuckled bid you goodbye and headed down the street.

"New piece huh." Your friend giggled as you got inside the car. "Oh, shut up." You turned the volume up and pulled your phone up googling how to make lemonade.

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Sultry

Pairing: Marc Spector x Layla El Faouly x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2020 words

Outline: Meeting the strange couple across the bar sealed your fate for that hazy summer in Cairo.

Warnings: only smut, swearing, open relationship, sub/dom undertones, nipple play, degradation, choking, spanking, facesitting, spit play, scissoring, daddy kink, praise kink, cockwarming, finger sucking, oral fixation, pet names, dirty talk.

Author’s Note: This story doesn't feature Steve, only Marc! Beta-ed by @alohastyles-x <3 <3 <3 <3

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics || banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Marc Spector Masterlist ・❥・Layla El Faouly Masterlist

NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

It feels mesmerizing the way they both switch between your nipples, nibbling and licking them, full of need and want; tantalizing and sweet. Each trying to outdo the other. You are naked and pliant under their touch, breathing heavily while you are arching your back. There is a buzzing in your head, from the earlier drinks they brought you back in the rooftop bar and burning inside your loins. A pool has long formed between your legs and yet they both seemed so enamored with your nipples, that it felt as if they would never let go. Both of your hands are on their faces, trying to push them away as the pleasure begins to get too much for you.

You need more and you need it now. 

“Please.” You breathe out, your stomach sinking in as your body arches more, trying to get away from their mouths. “I am going to!” You moan out loud again and that’s when you feel cold air approaching your breasts, they have now pulled away, choosing to kiss one another deeply and passionately, putting on a performance just for you. You try to settle on the back of your hands looking at them completely in awe while they looked like they were devouring the taste of your breasts on each other's lips. 

 “Fucking hell.” You curse out while rubbing your legs together at the sight, mouth hanging open. 

The curly-haired woman chuckles as she pushes the man away from her -you didn’t know their names, you didn’t have to, it all added to the erotic mystery of the summer night. Her hand is on his chest as she pushes his shirt away and he mimics her movements pushing away hers. You are watching in awe as he pulls her bra down with such ferocity that makes you moan. He crushes his lips between her breasts, darting out his tongue and licking them with such need that made your pussy clench. That was once you received that pleasure one moment ago. Feeling neglected you lean forward wrapping your hands around her waist and pulling her in for a kiss. She tastes sweet and different. Like a rare warm summer night on the brink of dawn. 

Lust overwhelms you as you hungrily kiss her deeper, pushing your tongue inside her mouth to brush it with hers, her hands cupping your face. She lets out one loud groan inside your mouth that catches you by surprise but you glance down to look at the black-haired man rubbing his palm over her pussy. 

What a fucking sight to see.

Using the tip of his tongue he is licking around her areola and that’s when you notice for the first time that both of her nubs are adorned with gold piercings. As if she could get any more perfect. With another moan, she pushes her head back and you are looking at her neck, so beautiful and, oh, just so biteable. Drunk in your lust you lean forward and catch her neck with your teeth biting softly yet needily at it. 

“Fuck!” She proclaims as she moans again to the apparent amusement of the man. He lets out a deep chuckle. “What a fucking whore you picked, my love, look at her. Ready for anything. We are going to have a lot of fun.”

The next thing you feel is his hand around your throat as he pushes your body back down on the bed in your previous position. Layla is pushing away her remaining clothes and he is staring deep inside your eyes while he is choking you. He is testing you, wanting to see just how much he can use you, and what kind of pain levels you can tolerate. The way you are trying to rub your body against his, tells him all he needs to know. 

“A fucking kinky whore. Top-quality.” He chuckles again and lets go of your neck. Watching you as you take a deep breath of air, looking up at him with a playful look. 

“What do you want to do with her?” Her voice feels like a warm satin sheet wrapping around you. Pure velvet. 

“I want to fuck her brains out. Shove my cock so deep inside her mouth she won’t ever be able to speak clearly again.” His tone is serious and authoritative, and lets you know he is the one who calls the shots in their relationship. 

“Or we could tie her up, see how much she can really take, look at how wet she is. She is soaking the bed and she hasn’t even seen your cock.” You whimper at her words, there is nothing more you want than you want to have them both fuck you, have each and every inch of your body, use you till you can’t see anymore. 

“Please, touch me.” You plead drawing your eyebrows together and looking at them both. They are turning to each other, sharing a look before the hand that was one moment ago around your throat now goes to your pussy, slapping you hard and making you cry. 

“What I say, goes,” Marc says, looking at you, his serious, stoic, look driving a flame inside you. “I make the rules here. Understand, whore?” You frantically nod your head. But he only shakes his head, landing another harsh slap on your pussy, making your whole body vibrate. 

“Understand?” He repeats and you open your mouth to softly speak.

“Yes, I do,” Layla smirks at your response and then is hovering above you, her whole naked body at display just for you. Anticipating what’s next, you look as she descends her pussy down on your face, momentarily you glance at the man, remembering that he calls the rules. 

“Can-can I have her, s-sir?” You look at him with pleading eyes while you watch him nod his head slowly. 

“She catches on fast.” The woman comments before landing her pussy on your face, holding on to the bed frame. 

“Good girl,” Marc comments while you are placing her hands on her hips, darting out your tongue to taste her sweet nectar. Hearing some fumbling, you can tell Marc is pushing the rest of his clothes away only to be followed by the sound of spit and him spreading it around his cock.

 “Let’s take turns fucking her face.” He says and before you can even process it, you watch Layla disappear from your lips and him shoving his cockhead inside your mouth. Layla moves to your pussy, rubbing hers over yours, the first contact making you moan fully around his cock. He doesn’t play nice though, he never seemed that type either, he is shoving his cock in and out, slapping you with it before shoving it inside again, having placed his hand behind your head freely moving it however he pleases.

On the other hand, Layla is practically riding the fuck out of your pussy, slick over slick, spreading more and mixing together while she is shaking your whole body on the bed. You can’t breathe and the pleasure is getting a lot, and before you know his cock is so far deep inside your throat it makes you gag, saliva dripping forcibly down your chin while he is keeping your head steady. 

You can feel an orgasm coming but you can’t warn anyone, and just like that your body rises, stomach sinking in while ecstasy hits you, your toes curling. Layla slows her movements and softly rubs her pussy on yours while Marc is slipping his cock out of your mouth. You try to breathe, your eyes filled with tears at the way he used your face. 

“Good girl. She knows who her daddy is.” He comments and you tirelessly nod your head trying to swallow. 

“Still gonna need to hear your words.” He repeats wearing a certain softness in his voice. 

“Yes, daddy.” You proclaim and he smiles at you. He chuckles as he slaps his cock against your face one last time and then lays on the side next to you. 

“Now make my wife cum for me, pretty girl.” His command feels like the best thing in the world and you eagerly look at Layla as she returns to her previous position on your face. This time around though she starts rubbing her wet pussy over your mouth while the close sounds of Marc stroking his cock rile you up. You dig your nails deep on her hips trying to control her movements a little, as she is riding your face as if you are a pillow or better yet -her husband’s cock.

But you are determined to make her cum intensely and once you get your tongue on her clit you begin to suck her so harshly that she’s immediately halting her movements, her legs trembling, to the complete impression of the man who is complimenting you. 

“Look at you. Proper fuck machine. I ain’t never letting you go. Gonna put you to really good use.” He continues as Layla lets out a loud cry and her hands yanking your hair when the wave of pleasure overwhelms her. 

“Fuck!” She screams out, panting heavily above you. “We’re keeping her.” She chuckles while moving her legs and body away from you, your chin covered in her juices, and moves back to her husband sharing a deep kiss with him. You are panting looking at them both, glancing down at his palm around his cock. 

You want so desperately to ask for more while they are getting lost in kissing each other, her hands wrapped around his neck and his free hand on the back of her hand. The loud sound of their wet kisses overfilling the room and leaving your cunt empty and aching. You are licking your lips together, wondering if they would mind if you touched yourself a little seeing how good they look together. Instead, you watch them pull away from each other, the man piercing his black eyes to yours. 

“This is only the beginning.” He smirks and you can feel a heat entangling your whole body. 

“Come here and warm my cock for me, pet.” He instructs you and a pride overfills you, electrifying your body to the sound of your pet name. Dutifully you go to him, moving his hand away from his cock, taking his hand and raising it up to your eye level, darting out your tongue to slowly lick and suck his fingers. It wasn’t what he expected as he watches you with his mouth open, moving your body to straddle him. Layla has now gotten up from the bed, picking up an old-looking book and sitting back down on the bed, naked and glorious.

“We have work to do, pet, gonna need my fingers.” He tells you and you let go of his hand with a pout. That’s when you finally line up his cock to your entrance, moaning once you feel his cockhead stretching you out. 

“And keep quiet.” He looks at you shaking a warning finger in front of your face, that only makes you wish you could suck it again. Biting on the inner of your lips to keep yourself from screaming, you move your pussy on his cock, further sinking down. Marc reaches for a lighter and a pack of cigarettes that is on the nightstand and proceeds to light one up, the pure act of it unfolding in front of you making you groan quietly. You might have tried to muffle your sound but you can’t muffle your pussy clenching around his cock. He is shaking his head while putting the lighter away, blowing smoke out.

“Keep quiet. We have work to do.” He repeats once again and you try to relax. You know you can be good. 

And that’s how the rest of your summer in Egypt unfolded, with a strange couple claiming you as theirs. The various bites and marks all over your body will make the winter that is yet to come a little less harsh and a lot more filled with a promise of eternal summer in Cairo.

~continued here.

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Perusal

Pairing: Marc Spector x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 1000 words

Outline: You were just trying to read your book in peace, Marc had other things on his mind. Maybe you could mix those things together.

Warnings: heavy nipple play, cock warming, vaginal sex, daddy kink, not beta read.

Author’s Note: This idea popped in my head one morning. Thanks to @silver-pieces for choosing Marc for this scenario :)

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics || banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・ Marc Spector Masterlist

NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

On a quiet Sunday morning, you are sitting on the couch, legs tangled in one another, wearing nothing but your boyfriend’s white t-shirt, a book between your hands. The sunlight is illuminating your face, eyes reading each of the words carefully, a cup of a warm beverage sitting on the coffee table. You tilt your head a little to look up at the sun, cracking your neck a little as you are repeating the words you’ve read in your head. 

Murmuring a line or two before immersing yourself back into your book. One of your favorite things to do was to read poetry and you did that as often as you could. With a deep breath, you continued, until you felt a touch. A kiss on your head and then two large palms coming to your shoulders massaging you tenderly. His eyes examined your book and in the same breath, his hands traveled to your breasts. 

“Marc..” You breathed, your voice getting short immediately. 

“Shhh, keep on reading.” His hands groped your breasts, warming them entirely, his mouth coming to breathe hot air down your neck. Pushing your hair aside, his lips then started leaving a trail of kisses on your exposed neck.

“Marc, I can’t.” You whimper again and try to close your book to turn your attention to him. Marc was the type of a man to be very aroused in the mornings, there was something special about sunlight that just filled him with the need to take your body over and over again until you were begging him to get out of bed. You know he wanted his meal, your pussy warming his cock while he thrust and thrust against the bed holding your head between his hands, staring deep inside your eyes. That was the definition of a good morning for him. 

“Read for me. I wanna hear your voice.” Hot breath fills your ear, an almost silent growl hiding under his voice. Exhaling a deep breath, you open your book again and begin to recite. His hands are exploring your body slowly yet needily till they reach their favorite destination. Your breasts. You stop as you let out a hiss. Sometimes you felt like his hands belonged on them, mere placeholders just for him.

“Read.” He repeats, his breath warm against your ear, exhaling while he is cupping your breasts, your nipples instantly perking up under the thin fabric. You try to clear your throat and sit up straight while he is kissing your neck again. You open your mouth to start reciting the first lines of the book you were previously reading. His fingers are moving in circles around your nipples while he is softly biting at your skin. His body is hidden by the back of the couch and you wanted so bad to touch him as well, explore his body. 

Determined to win this round, you clear your throat and read some more lines, slowly pronouncing the words as he is now pinching your nipples. “Marc!” You yell out in protest, losing the book from your hands. He was a tease and a menace all in one. Yet you could never have enough of him.

“Continue.” He says on a serious note slapping both of your breasts at the same time. You gasp out loud, the stingy pain electrifying your body and building up your arousal. You breathe heavily again and then open the book and start reading again while he is rubbing soft circles again, with no urgency at all. 

“Doing so well for me,” Marc says breathing down your neck. “I love hearing your voice.” He chuckles as he gropes your breasts again. Right now you wanted nothing more than to have him claim you, fill you up, shut your mouth with his cock. Anything than to keep on reading.

“Come and warm my cock for me while you keep on reading for me.” Not exactly what you had on your mind.

“Marc…” You whine out again, feeling yourself getting wet at just the thought. He lets go of your breasts, and they feel so empty without his touch.

Marc quickly sits next to you on the couch and now you can see him fully for the first time. Soft morning light crept in through the half-open window. His muscular body was on full display, as his dangling chain, got lost inside his chest hair. The truth is he loved to sleep naked or better yet buried deep inside you. How you expected him to wear anything when he got up from bed, probably expecting to find you in the shower, was beyond you. 

His erection stood tall and proud against his belly, and you momentarily wanted to get tangled right there in the small hairs on his belly. You make a move to set the book aside but Marc only shushes you and instead, he grabs you by the hips, turning you around to face him -of course, he wanted full access to your breasts- and he immediately moved his hands to line up his cock to your entrance.

“My baby girl likes reading, huh? Makes her so fucking wet.” He chuckles, his low baritone tone causing an uproar inside you. Oh, he had you in the palm of his hands and there was nowhere else you would rather be. At the feeling of his large cockhead pushing inside your velvet walls, you let out a moan, and try to somehow balance yourself. 

“Good girl. Taking daddy’s cock so well. “ His face is illuminated, warm and so tender. And he is so handsome, like a Greek statue come to life. Momentarily you thank every god that made him fall inside your path that fateful day you met him. Lost in your daydreams, you groan when you feel him sinking you all down inside his cock. 

“I wanna hear the rest, come on. We don’t have all morning.” 

You try to chuckle while you are breathing heavily and then you return your attention to your book. Clearing your throat first before reading out loud the next lines, his full attention focused on your voice. You knew what he wanted, he wanted to tease you, to randomly spasm inside you and work your body to his pleasure and then complain you didn’t warm his cock well enough for him. You knew him far too well by now. Yet you continued, while he seemed interested in what you read. 

And when your book was over, he fucked you right there on the couch, legs wrapped tight around his waist burying you deeper and deeper into the cushions. 

Marc did really love reading. Especially when you were the one reading for him. 

Maybe only then. 

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