#spiderpunk smut

[murdrdocs]

hobie defo fucks you while on call with miguel (yk the way they can like communicate on the watch? yeah he'll just be fucking you casually while doing that. ) he probably speeds up too just to make you louder

- February 💞💞

thinkin abt how another anon suggested this scenario but hobie knows miguel has a thing for reader and .... tehe (gn!reader) miguels perspective

hobie's already a little frustrated. the last mission left him with a headache that he'd just been able to get rid of, he's been away from you for entirely too long, and there's nothing else he wants to do at this point but stuff himself balls deep into you and hear the way you moan and cry while you writhe around on the bed.

it's where he's the happiest. your legs thrown over his shoulders, one of his veiny hands digging into the pillow behind your head, the other holding onto your hip. the way you're responding to the depth that hobie's dick is reaching, it's mind numbing. it's like you're fucking singing.

hobie's lost in it. he thinks this is the best form of relaxation for him. he doesn't think anything could bother him at this point, nothing as long as you come around his cock for the third time.

until his wrist buzzes and he glances over at the watch to see fucking miguel o'hara's contact pop up. he groans, rolls his eyes, and his hips, your back arching with the movement.

"who ... who is it?" hobie grins at how speechless you are, how cockdrunk you are, but the watch is still vibrating and he's getting increasingly more and more pissed off.

hobie forces out his name, the syllables thick and filled with disgust. your pout up at hobie doesn't help much, not with the way your eyes are making hobie feel ... something. maybe guilt?

you don't want him to stop, the call ends and another begins, and suddenly hobie's remembering the way miguel looked at you the one time you two had been in the same place. he's remembering the way miguel stared at the polaroid that gwen and miles drooled over, fawning over how pretty you were.

so he's sitting back, answering the call, and speeding up just a little, just for the hell of it.

[spyder-junkie]

hello hello there!! I just read your smut fics and I'm in LOVE!! is it possible for a Hobie X fem reader cockwarming fic? If not it's fine!!

-꩜ anon

HOBIE BROWN cockwarming smut

sorry for the wait!

Honestly I imagine Hobie is not a fan of cockwarming.

If his cock is inside of you, hes fucking you. Cockwarming feels like a waste of his time.

He’ll only do it if you ask, or maybe if you challenge him.

“Hobie.” You whisper sternly. “sit still.”

Hobie huffs against the back of your neck, his thigh twitching a bit as youre sitting on his lap, his cock nestled deep inside of you.

“Sweetheart..” he mumbles, no, whines.

Youre seated at your desk, doing some much needed work on your computer. You promised Hobie youd take care of him if he was able to wait until you were finished.

But with how warm and tight you were around him, he wasn’t sure he could wait.

“pleasepleaseplease.” His head is tossed back, eyes shut tightly and his hands over his face. Your pussy is drooling around him, juices pooling on his abdomen.

“Im not changing my mind, you can wait.” You say, leaning forward closer to the laptop screen.

Hobie audibly goans at the movement, cock twitching inside you.

“Im gonna fucking cum” he whines pathetically behind his hands. Your pussy squeezes him at his words, making him cry out again.

“You better not.” youre smirking, but he cant see it.

“If you cum in me, you wont be cuming for a very long time.” you warn.

Hes almost in tears now, leaning his head off the back of the chair and PRAYING you’re almost finished with your work.

[fusaes]

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thinkin' about hobie's lip piercings against your cunt, his tongue piercing tickling your entrance, and the cold metal hitting your skin. the makeshift spiky belt restraint to hold your hands together while he eats you out on the couch:( his coarse hair just tickles your inner thighs while burying his head in your wet pussy.

he just won't stop, he's been at it for so long already. his spiky bracelets puncture your skin from holding your shaky thighs apart from closing. ''quit movin' this what you wanted, didn't cha?'' the vibrations of his lip only made your body quiver.

the way your eyes water for him didn't help the boner in his tight black pants. you had him thrusting against the couch for pleasure:( he might as well cum in his pants from your moans and whimpers u give him:(

[brightbertalt]

THE HOBIE NSFW HCS GOT ME OUT HERE BARKING DROOLING AND SCREAMING ISTG📢📢📢

Mannnn, just him nonchalantly breaking in by climbing my window and telling me he wants me😳😳😳😳😳 thoughts and being thoughted

bro I bark at my own work I’m like “damn I really ate that up,,”

just the through of him climbing through your window and climbing into your bed next to you like straight to the business just, “mmm, take it off.” “take what off?” “mmmm…everythin’..” and he just covers you in kisses like everywhere…slowly getting down your body and doing whatever he wants to. with consent. and you just hold onto him while he thrusts into you like no tomorrow. you both are whimpering and moaning like animals. “i’ve been waitin’ for you all day, i promise i won’t be too rough hun.” and the best part is that HE ISN’T!! he’s so careful and caring with you because he wants to cherish every moment and every sound you make, and he just wants you so bad mmmmmmmmmppphh.

[hobiebrownbrowser]

Incubus Hobie Brown x FEM!Reader!

Ever since you'd had that erotic dream a couple of days ago, Something seems to have broken through. You'd either wake up in a cold sweat or extremely horny. It became a common thing before you'd realized it.

The internet would have answers too at least some of your questions. You looked up the simple thing your brain could think about.

"What does an Incubus do?" An incubus is a demon in male form in folklore that seeks to have sexual intercourse with sleeping women.

"What is an Incubus?" A male demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping women.

Well it was what you were looking for, but it didn't answer your specific question. Why did it choose you? The question kept repeating, traversing into every part of your mind until you'd eventually gave up.

Sleep was slowly taking over every part of you. You knew he'd be there, Remembering every detail of his face before he'd just drain you out the next day. You were scared, yet infatuated. A hefty sigh pursuing past your lips.

You put on some soothing music, laying your body on the cozy comforter so it could rest, Your heartbeat accelerating the more you'd think of the man who called to you.

That devilish smirk on the corner of his lips where his lip piercing resided, Shamelessly wanting to feel his touch roam your body.

It had only been a few minutes, or so you thought. Your eyes snapping open as you feel something putting pressure on your body, His brown-reddish eyes peering down from above.

You couldn't do anything but stare. He's figure leaning lower, his beauty unmatched with mankind itself. Everything felt so real, The slow caress of his ringed fingers up your sides, The air hitting your nipples once the soft fabric rested over your collarbone. A calm sigh leaving you as he pinched your sensitive buds between his fingers.

Something piercing cold making your breath hitch as he captured one of your nipples between his lips. His low monotone eyes not leaving yours, The palm of his hand guides itself between your legs, drinking up every reaction from you.

"Your so wet f'me doll." He loved the way you whimpered, wanting to drown you in nothing but everlasting pleasure. He wanted too fuck you until you could make him feel again, Every ounce of his body aching for you.

He wanted to feel you, He needed you, pulling you down by your leg until your faces were inches apart, his lips softly planted on yours as he slipped his tongue inside of your mouth.

He licked his fingers that was coated with your slick. Your eyes watching with anticipation as he takes his sweet time lingering above you, You could see it, the tip of his cock twitching as he admires your body.

He wanted to take his time with you, but Miguel would give him another boring lecture, You were his "prey", nothing more. He didn't think that way, the thought pushed aside as he heard a soft whine.

"Please..." You were waiting so patiently for him. He stared in awe, his cock spreading your wet folds, Your cunt aching around him as he slowly pushes himself into you.

A loud gasp alarming his ears that quickly turned into a shallow moan. Your breasts bouncing with the rhythm of his thrusts. You couldn't feel pain, only the pleasure that seeped through the cracks of your dream.

He closed his eyes, enjoying the sultry of pleasure that rushed through him. You were tight, sucking him back in as he pulled out.

His groans became more potent the more his thrusts fastened, His breathing heavier once your pussy found that nerve at the base of his cock without much effort.

You grasped around him so perfectly, A white ring formed beautifully around the base of his cock. Your voice seeping out like honey as you urged him to go rougher, Your mind completely blank as he hits that delightful spot in you.

His sharp canine teeth drawing blood from his own lip as he felt the need to cum.

"Inside...cum inside!" His hips faltering only a few minutes later as his semen filled you, A loud groan echoing through your ears before everything completely faded to black.

"Gud' mornin, luv." Tired lazy eyes looking down upon you, his lips twisting into a devilish grin, his body deteriorating in front of your sight.

Your body jolted awake, the sounds of birds chirping outside your window as you realized the sun had risen. You knew you had soaked the bed with your arousal, A small huff emitting from you.

You'd have to wash your sheets now.

Ik I should've done a male reader, then again I'm a female. 🧍🏾‍♀️and ik this one is a bit silly 💀

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[ren-the-gamer]

Panty Thief Hobie

A/N: These are nasty, like plain filthy. That’s it.

Warnings: NSFW (obvi), Fem Reader, Spider Reader, Completely Consensual but might be read as dub-con, Established Relationship

Panty Thief Hobie, who doesn’t know he likes stealing your panties, until one day, when he's washing his clothes, he finds your panties in a load of his dark outfits.

Panty Thief Hobie who keeps that pair for a while, then gives it back when you inevitably find it in his apartment.

Panty Thief Hobie who makes you walk around half naked whenever you’re in your own or his apartment, he likes seeing what he’s gonna take later.

Panty Thief Hobie who will eat you out with your panties on, and pull them back up expecting you keep them wet and messy for the rest of the day.

Panty Thief Hobie who will make you take them off when you’re in an alleyway because you kept on teasing him in public, if you take too long he rips them off.

Panty Thief Hobbie who gets you bright pastel and cutesy underwear, so that when it’s hanging out of his dark pants pocket, people are more likely to notice.

Panty Thief Hobbie who will swing by your apartment when you’re not there to dig through your dirty laundry to find a pair of panties to get off on.

Panty Thief Hobbie who will inhale your scent and lick the spot where your orgasm was, hes loud too. Almost like he wants you to walk in…

Panty Thief Hobbie who will gradually take your panties from your dimension, knowing you will have to go to his to get them back.

Panty Thief Hobbie who is already expecting you at HQ, with a box of your panties and a hard on. He knows that without any underwear, your spider suit will fit tighter around your ass and pussy.

Panty Thief Hobbie who is right and smirks down at you, knowing you fell into his trap.

Panty Thief Hobbie who tells you he’ll give you your panties back if you agree to a quicky. You agree, not in a position to compromise.

Panty Thief Hobbie who would fuck you against the wall of an unused room, telling you that someone may walk in and see how good he’s treating you.

Panty Thief Hobbie who takes you back to his place for some aftercare and cuddles.

Panty Thief Hobbie who kisses you on your forehead as you drift asleep, before taking a pair of panties for the road. Knowing the cycle will repeat.

[wijuma]

"Good Girl" | Hobie Brown

"You don't want your dad to hear us, do you, honey?" - he whispered in a quick motion, covering her lips with his hand. - Be a good girl to me and come quietly - he purred straight into her ear, chewing them slightly, and then kissing her neck.

"You can't just barge in here and…"

"I can't? Well. . . I could stop at any time. Just say" - he whispered transferring the kisses to her clavicles and then to her chest.

Feeling the heat wave flooded her body, she let out a quiet moan.

"I'm not gonna ask you like last time. . . "- she muttered dissatisfied.

"No?" - he chuckled for a moment as he stopped touching her.

"No." - she said confidently.

"Are you sure?" - she felt his hands slowly slip under her shirt and then by the belt of her trousers and go down and down gently caress her skin. She felt the heat slowly spreading over her body, as if it was melting under the influence of his touch. - "Tell me to stop". - he purred a moment later, joining their lips together in an intense, wet kiss. - "Tell me to stop and I'll never touch you again." - his fingers slowly reached a piece of her underwear, slowly slipping underneath.

"Hobie. . ."- she moaned, chewing her lip and grabbing his hand to stop him, although she really didn't want him to stop.

"Nah, you have to ask first."

"Hobie" - she growled irritated.

"I know that's what you want, honey."

"No. . ."

"Your body says otherwise."- he giggled as he slowly slipped his fingers into her.

She screamed quietly, stubbing her nails into his forearm.

"Quietly, luv. . . "- he kissed her, moving his fingers faster and faster.

"I-I hate you so much" - she muttered, chewing her lip so as not to moan.

"Oh you don't look like you hate me" - he laughed quietly into her ear. - "I think you love me and what I do to you."

Her body bent into an arch, feeling a wave of intense orgasm flowing through her body.

"Or am i wrong?"

"Hobie. . . just f-fuck me already."

He giggled right into her ear.

"I didn't quite hear you honey"

"Fuck you"

"Nah. . . I heard something else earlier."

She was silent for a moment, breathing heavily and trying to calm her uneven breath.

"Please, Hobie. . .just fuck me already, okay? - she said with embarrassed expression on her face. - Are you satisfied now?

A rogue, broad smile affected his face as they heard her words. He put a wet kiss on her cheek.

"Good girl. . ."

With a quick, decisive move, he took his shirt off and she couldn’t help but just stare at his slightly muscular body.

"I love you so much Hobie" - she whispered into his lips before they started to kiss and make out in a slow, gentle way

Hobie felt his heart racing and his body feeling tingly. - "I love you too...so very much, luv." - He kissed her again in a slow, very passionate way, as he caressed her and started to move his hands up and down her body...and everywhere in between. He took it slow and moved his body in tune with her body as they kissed very passionately.

"Oh God, Hobie" - shs moaned quietly feeling her body getting warmer and more relaxed. 

"You really want it, don't you, my good girl?" - He continued to kiss her neck and move his body in coordination with hers. - "Shhh." - He caressed his girl's cheek with his free hand, while his other hands continued doing their thing. - "Just feel it...just feel...just relax." - He whispered in a low and soft tone. - "That's a good girl."

She was moaning quietly stabbing his back with her nails feeling his touch on her neck, she was very sensitive in this area and Hobie knew good about it.

"My my. I'm making you feel good, huh?"- he whispered into her ear.

"Feeling good for me?" - He started to nibble and bite at her neck very gently, slowly moving his mouth across her neck leaving marks on her skin. 

"So…so good" - she whispered with her eyes closed focusing on the pleasure he was giving to her - "Ahh…f-fuck"

"Is someone almost there?" - He spoke in her ear in a low tone, as he let his hands move all over and down her body. - "Someone's feeling it right now?" - His smirk grew into a cocky grin.

"I-I am…"- she gasped shaking a little bit feeling their body moving together in a slow, very intense way. - "Please..."

"Please, what?" - He asked, as he continued to kiss her neck and nibble slowly leading her to the edge, making her go insane - "Beg me for it." - He whispered into her ear and kissed her neck again. - "I want to hear you say it, my love."

"H-Hobie…" 

"Who's so desperate for it?" - he asked moving his mouth back up to hers, as he caressed her body and kissed her, feeling the heat building up in her body. - "Tell me" - He kissed her more and smiled in a low tone. - "I'm all ears, luv."

"Stop that" - she punched him playfully smirking quietly.

He just smirked back, as he let a hand go to her body. He then grabbed her and pulled her tighter, so they were right next to each other. He made sure she felt every part of him, before he moved his mouth back up to her ear.

"Beg me for it, love." - Hobie continued to whisper to her. His tone was firm and confident, as he felt her move even closer to the edge, just dying to let it all go for him. She moaned even louder,  almost screamed feeling all of him and his body.

"I-I beg you Hobie, just…please let me get there…p-please"

"I think someone is close to the edge..." - Hobie let out a small chuckle and a small smile, as he started to caress her body up and down and kissed her more passionately, nibble on her neck. - "I think someone is feeling good and close to let it all go..." - Hobie felt her body move in a way, so he moved his hands back down and continued to kiss her neck passionately, making her feel good all over. - "Come on, tell me. Who is close to the edge?"

"M-me…I-I am" - she gasped feeling she was almost there.

"You're so close, luv " - He kissed her neck and her body more. - "So close to feeling all of that and finally letting it go. You're so close, aren't you?" - Hobie continued to tease her even more and nibble on her neck and caress her body, as if he was trying to push her over the edge of bliss. - "So close." - He made his moves even harder and faster. - "Oh God... you’re so wet." - he purred next to her ear - 'Get there for me, luv."

She felt an intense heat wave coming through her body knowing she just got there she moaned loudly once again and stabbing her nails into his back all blushing and trying got catch her breath.

"There you are, luv." - Hobie moved his mouth back over to hers and kissed her passionately one last time. He kept his hand on her back on her and kissed her deeply. His hands caressed her body, all over. - "There you go, baby...you did it". - He smiled at her and then whispered to her. - "You...my...good...girl."

Afterwards, he lay down next to her, covering their naked, still humming bodies, hugging her and stroking her head.

"Will you play something for me on your guitar?" - she murmured quietly still with her eyes closed hugging him tightly. 

"You don't have to ask me twice, luv" - he smirked giving her a forehead kiss. - "But first where is me reward?" - he asked with a cocky grin on his face. 

"Aren’t you tired yet?"

"With you? Never" - he smirked while she was helping her to get on top of him. 

"Beg me first" - she said with a cheeky expression on her face knowing she was the one in control now.

"You naughy girl, using my tricks against me." - He smirked shaking his head with disbelief. - He knew she wouldn’t let go right now. She was good in this game, after all he teached her this by himself. After a moment of silence he sighed still smilling - "Please, make it so so good." 

[keisobe]

✮. ⋆ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 (𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧) ⋮ smut. gn!reader. not completely proofread. ⎯ your instincts kick in when hobie takes off his rings

faint clinks of metal and the soft drag along the wooden table instantly turned your head towards the source— something that sets off a tick in your head.

everything you were doing before was put aside from your mind.

quietly, you followed the shine of each ring passing through hobie’s slender fingers, from an outstretched thumb to a twitching ring finger. you always found yourself admiring his hands, roughly calloused and blessed with a length that could reach places that you couldn’t ever seem to get. also, they were exceptionally skilled.

with one soft clink of his final ring, he gently latched onto your ankle that rested against the coffee table, carefully dragging you into his intense presence. you smiled at him, jokingly smacking his shoulder for using his spidey strength on you.

“may i?” his sweet tone automatically made your legs spread with ease.

hobie quirked a brow at your reflexive response and begin his usual technique.

you’re staring down at his lingering hands, one lazily gripping your waist while the other passes through the waistband of your shorts. you initially flinched at the contact but instantly melted into his touch. his hands are cold, but it soothed the scorching heat that followed towards your crotch.

“‘m sorry, my hands too cold?” hobie mumbled into your neck, suckling onto your sweaty skin— hoping to revive the marks he left weeks ago.

“it’s fine, totally fine.” you mumbled quickly, grasping the fabric covering his broad shoulders in anticipation for his icy touch.

heat enveloped your entire body as hobie probed a slender finger into your aching arousal— earning a soft mewl from your quivering lips.

he began with a slow pace, pumping deep inside you as he dazed over your wet warmth that squeezed like a vice around his touch. he couldn’t help but groan into your neck, sending a deep vibration onto your flushed skin.

with the confined room being filled with your whimpering and deep labored breathes from hobie, one finger became two, then three.

every wet click was muffled from the fabric of your shorts, only the outline hobie’s working hand sent sparks into your brain. even in the vicinity of your shared home, away from prying eyes, you were robbed to see yourself getting completely pleasured by hobie.

soon enough, his pace quickens as your whines began to become full on moans, feeling yourself reaching the edge. with hobie bending his fingers into your sweet spot for the past ten minutes and his teeth scraping your bruised skin, your back arched against hobie as a pleasure erupted throughout your body.

before you could wail an obscene amounts of profanity and announce his name like a broken record, hobie wraps his other hand around your neck— a grip tight enough for you to fall into soft whimpers of his name slipping past your drool-coated lips. slowly coming down your high, he mumbled slurred curse words as retracted his hand back with a snap of the elastic band of your shorts. completely coated with your lustrous arousal, he takes his fingers to his mouth and pulls them back with a lewd pop.

hobie gently caresses the nap of your neck as he ogled at the marks he littered with his mouth, guiding your head slowly onto the pillow beside you— tucking your bare feet onto his lap.

“shhh… we don’ want another noise complaint babe.” the vivid memory of the elderly woman beside your apartment knocking (rudely, in your opinion) in the middle of hobie going down on you made you groan into the pillow, it was completely embarrassing (for your sake, hobie ended up fitting into his plaid pants and talked to the lady himself, as much as he couldn’t care about the disruption).

hobie couldn’t help but chuckle at your flustered state, leaning back into the plush leather beneath his back as he haphazardly fitted the rings back into his fingers. a comfortable silence fell upon the humid room.

“hobie…”

“hm?”

“you’re hard.” you felt the throb of his erection against your feet.

he looks down with sleepy eyes, poorly attempting to pat down his hardness by rubbing down a lazy hand along the fabric, only for his hard on to bob back up— leaving a painfully obvious imprint along his thin pajamas.

“‘ll go away… eventually.”

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[aerieza]

NEW PIERCING ☆ hobie brown

⠀ ⠀ ☆. warnings — black female reader. black coded. reader has a tongue piercing + pierced nipples. praising. backshots. male oral. nipple licking. creampie. pet names. reblogs & comments are always appreciated! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

as you watched the new season of never have i ever from the comfort of your bed, persistent knocking on your window echoed throughout the room. without even directing your attention to the shadow in the window, you immediately knew it was your boyfriend, hobie.

"you know, i have a front door for a reason, love."

"i know, but what's the fun in that, sweetheart?" he beamed you a smile revealing his perfect pearly whites and a spikey smiley piercing above them.

"whatever makes you happy." you giggled while unlocking the window to give him access to your champagne toast candle-scented and dimly lit bedroom.

"i missed you a lot, bee." you gestured for him to enter and he climbed inside, ducking to avoid hitting his head due to his extreme height.

your boyfriend was dressed in the adorable badtz maru pajama pants you got him for christmas and a random band tee from decades ago. he dropped his tote bag adjacent to your bed and scrubbed off his black crocs.

"i missed ya 'n your absolutely leng face, love."

his heavy body walks toward you, steps creaking the floor as he quickly plants two kisses on your cheek making a loud mwah sound. he got himself comfortable fast by plopping down on your mattress, crossing his legs, and supporting his head with his arms underneath.

"i stopped by 'ere earlier, seems you weren't home."

"i was busy," you said with a hint of thrill in your tone while closing the window that allowed a chill breeze into the room. the cold air sending goosebumps down your exposed body since you were only dressed in baby pink panties and an oversized kuromi tee.

"busy, yeah? wif what exactly?"

“earlier, i did a thing." you mischievously smiled, joining him on the bed and sitting at the edge with your legs crisscrossed.

"a thing?" he reiterated while smirking, cocking one of his eyebrows up in interest. “do i wanna know?”

you nodded, crawling up the bed and positioning yourself onto his lap, straddling him with your thick thighs. he slid his smooth hands across your bare skin, resting them on your ass and giving it a tight squeeze. you shivered from feeling the coldness of his silver rings all over his fingers graze against your ass. “but you have to close your eyes."

"ah, why? i wanna be able to see your beautiful face." he curled his lips into a playful pout. "that's why i came over darlin'."

"it's just for a second. i want it to be a surprise, pleaseee?”

"alright, alright fine, anythin' for you, love.”

“but make it snappy, yeah? there’s somethin’ i need to handle after this.” hobie’s voice softened and you could feel his stiff cock slowly growing underneath your body. he shifted uncomfortably, pushing his hips up and aiming is dick right in the center of your lacy panties, desperate for the friction to satisfy himself.

"and what's that?" you titled your head a bit and grinned, moving a little closer to his face.

"you.” he spoke faintly and a low chuckle left his lips once he felt your heart rate speed up. hobie's pet names for you dripped off of his tongue were laced with an addictive substance, you never got tired of hearing them.

"we'll kill two birds with one stone then."

“what’d you mean by th—”

"no more questions, now eyes closed," you cut him off and said firmly. he raised one eyebrow slightly and stared at you with a puzzled look. soon after, his brown eyes disappeared behind his fluttery eyelids

you relocated to the edge of the bed, adjusting yourself to be in between his legs like you were a predator about to pounce on your prey. you slipped his pajama pants down just enough to reveal his well structured v-line and the top of his long shaft.

“i see we’re rocking no underwear tonight.” you giggled.

"y'know, giving me head was at the bottom of my guesses for a surprise, but it definitely did not disappoint.” he chuckled and opened his eyes, not wanting to miss the pretty sight of you on his cock.

you pulled down his pajamas even more and his thick, un-cut, and well-trimmed cock sprung out, already leaking out sticky pre-cum. you took a second to admire how pretty his dick was with your acrylics wrapped around it. he was so big, you had to hold him in both of your tiny hands.

he stared with glimmering eyes like he was in a daze from watching you trail up and down his shaft with the tip of your slimy tongue, the cold metal from your tongue piercing felt like ice to his sensitive spot. his breath immediately hitched from the cold feeling.

“f-fuck. wait wait wait.. that's different."

"what is that you got? it's fuckin' wicked, doll."

you briefly released your mouth from his cock, a string of your saliva still attached. you held out your tongue and on the very tip, a shiny silver bar protruded through your tongue with two hot pink balls on both sides.

"i liked the way yours felt on me, so i wanted to return the favor." you stared up at him with your soft doe eyes, a sly grin appearing on your face.

hobie was speechless for a second, all he could do was stare at you as you continued to take his shaft into your mouth. he muttered under his breath in sheer astonishment.

"you naughty lil’ girl."

taking hobie's full length down your warm throat, happily gagging as his tip hits the dangly piece in the back of your throat. your vision became blurry since your eyes were glossy and full of built-up tears. a single one fell down your cheek and he wiped it aside, caressing your flushed cheeks as you continued to suck him dry.

he bit down on his puffy plump lip, coating it in a sheer layer of saliva as you bobbled up and down on his cock. the room echoed with sloppy lewd sounds of slurping, spit running down your chin and creating a pool of saliva dripping down his balls. you were such a sloppy eater—you swallowed his dick like you had no manners.

"you're so fuckin' pretty with my dick in your mouth baby." he groaned, staring down at you in admiration with one of his veiny hands gripping a chunk of your faux soft locs. he used his free hand to hold onto your silk bedsheets like his life depended on it. you met his gaze and a tiny smile formed on your face from watching him squirm.

his dick was spasming under the wetness of your tongue while his moans and groans got louder. looking up at his face, you saw his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes shining down at you with need.

after five more minutes of straight gargling his whole dick n balls, with your jaw being close to locking, he carefully pulled you up to meet eye-to-eye with him. he sat up and propped himself up with some pillows and you were positioned back on his lap with your soaking panties on top of his bare dick.

while still catching your breath, you and hobie's lips interlocked and you swirled your tongue all around the perimeter of his mouth, both of your silver tongue jewelry making contact and creating a clanking aroma.

he trailed down your neck, planting wet peppered kisses on your boiling skin. the heat transferred to all of your body like wildfire. he gently wrapped his hand around your lower waist and forced you to arch your back, giving him a better angle.

he tugged your tee off in a quick pull, throwing it somewhere in the room, and watched your pierced titties drop out like he was hypnotized. he licked his lips before devouring each, one at a time. flicking his tongue on your deep brown areolas, reaching your nipples and sucking on them, feeling the cold metal warm up from his tongue.

after slobbering up and down your chest, he directed you to lie down on your stomach. placing a pillow underneath your hips to keep you elevated, making him able to go directly to your g-spot.

sliding your pretty pink panties to one side of your ass, revealing your sopping slit patiently waiting for his dick. "you ready, love?"

hobie angled his hips so that his spit-coated tip was resting on the top of your ass. pulling your panties to the side, he slipped two slim fingers inside of you with ease and curled them upwards, reaching for your sweet spot. he felt you tighten on his fingers and he palmed himself while he fantasized about switching the fingers for his dick. he lowly muttered to himself, “you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.”

you nodded while nibbling on your cotton candy lips and he slowly slid his dick inside of you, giving you time to adjust to his large length. gasping at his heavy dick stretching you out, you pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and stuffed your face into it. he hissed between his teeth when he felt how tight you were around his dick.

"h—hobie.." happy tears swarmed your eyes, you panted, clawing your nails into your sheets, your brows curling upwards while you bit down on your lip, merely drawing blood.

"you're doing so good for me, love. c'mon, i know you can take it."

hobie, balls deep inside of your pussy, effortlessly making you lay on your elbows and making your back arch. the room was filled with the sound of his sack making contact with your aching clit. he hums to himself at your soft mewls into your pillow as he gently spanks you with his free hand, caressing it after each smack.

he was never rough and aggressive with your body—he didn’t throw you around like a rag doll and do whatever he wanted with your body. with him, he didn't degrade you and call you those names either. whats better is that he knew exactly how you desired to be touched and talked to for the ultimate oorgasm.

it was never just sex—hobie made love to you. he was gentle with your body, he treated it like a delicate flower. he consistently made sure you finished, multiple times at that, before he even thought of doing it himself. he never skipped the most important part either, the coming down and aftercare.

your brown irises rolled to the back of your skull and the only audible words you were able to mutter were "h—hobie." and very whiny, "o—oh my goddd's." your french tip-painted toes curled up as he fucked you with the perfect contrast of pleasure and pain.

"turn around, love. i wanna see that pretty face of yours." he rasps in a low tone while moving all of your hair to one side and wrapping his slender fingers around your neck. he lifts one of his legs up, titling his body at an angle to reach deeper inside of your sopping cunt.

you whimpered and slowly you turned your head back to meet his lustful gaze. he thrusts in and out, in and out, and your pussy sang out many wet squelches. your whiny babbles and soft moans got louder as your pussy constricted around his dick, you could feel yourself getting closer to cumming but holding off for him.

"you wanna cum all over this dick, yeah?" he shakily says. he could tell you were close by the way your body trembled underneath him and your mouth was wide open, eyes rolling back to the depths of your skull.

"y—yes yes, please!" you cried out, your sweet and desperate mewls filling the air. he held onto you tight to keep you from running away from the urgent and precise thrusts that both of you had been wanting so bad.

"o—oh my goddd.. i'm cumming!" painting a sheer coat around his throbbing dick as the palm of your hand pressed against his abdomen, trying to push him away.

"that's it, love, get it all out." he praises as you come down from your orgasm, maintaining the same pace he brought you to your climax at. within seconds, he slows to a halt, and hobie's cock is pulsating and spilling stringy ropes of his cum, painting your inner walls completely white.

"that tongue piercing is absolutely beastly, doll."

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just had this thought about using hobie's web shooters to tie his hands up, just so you can dominate him. but you're slipping into a more submissive state, whimpering as you ride him, eyes adorably pinched shut as you try to reach your peak mostly on your own.

and hobie's below you, cooing at you, eyes soft with that teasing look as he tells you to untie him. "lemme make you feel good, sweetheart. let me take care of you." his hips writhe and you smack his lower abdomen, not failing to notice how lean he is as you feel the taut muscle underneath you.

"can take care of myself," is what you're telling him, but it comes out in a mix of frustrated grumbles, the syllables all mushed between your pursed lips. hobie snickers, tone nothing but condescending and you peer down at him just in time to see his eyes rolling just before they set back onto you, heavily lidded.

you watch his lips pull into that signature smirk, lip piercing glistening in the low light and you're suddenly really wanting to feel the metal against your own lips as he kisses you. but you hold back by biting down onto your lower lip, hips still doing their –– truthfully, slightly pitiful –– work.

"yeah? you can? 's not as good as when i do it, though, is it?" and he's got you there, the point clear in your otherwise hazy mind.

so when his heels dig into the mattress beneath you, and you're thrown a little forward, you let him fuck up into you, immediately reaching to try and help him out of the binds for the extra leverage.

[spyder-junkie]

reader who has to take their braces bands out before giving hobie head, hobie holding in a laugh cause he thinks it’s cute but reader getting playfully irritated n not wanting to do it anymore

HOBIE BROWN x gn!braces!reader

“Youre gonna be the death of me.” Hobie breathed, watching as you pressed soft kisses to his hard dick pressed against his thigh through the cloth of his pants. Your eyes stayed on him, keeping eye contact as he bit his lip.

Then slowly you pulled his length from his pants, his dick hot, heavy, and twitching in your hand. He watched in anticipation as you stuck your tongue out, ready to suck his sticky tip dry.

Then you froze.

He watched as you dropped his length, hands moving to your mouth to pull your rubber bands from your braces. He stiffled a laugh, hand covering his mouth. Then Hobie’s dick twitched as soon as your glare met his eyes.

“Something funny?” You ask.

“No.” He let out another giggle.

You stare at him, then shrug, getting up from your position on your knees.

“Wait where you off to??” Hobie called out as you left him in the room, dick still laying hard in his lap.

“Do it yourself!” You called out from the other room.

Hobie looked at the door, then his crotch, then the door, then his crotch again.

“Thats not possible!” He cried out.

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[fusaes]

if your request r still open— what about Hobie and his crazy in love gf— her being so obsessed and in love with her boyfriend and coming to his house and lifting her shirt and hobie thinking she’s just needy and horny but she’s showing him how she got his name tatted on her, maybe a tramp stamp or something

𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 - ft. hobie brown / spiderpunk

🎸、 . *. ⋆ spanking, mentions of tattoos (reader), poor attempt at British slang. lmk if there's more! ✧. word count: 453

The doorknob squeaks when your hands touched it, almost as if it feared your presence in Hobie's house. Yes, you did come uninvited; but Hobie said he'd welcome you in whenever you wanted right? Obviously, who would turn down such an offer?

Hobie was in the living room, strumming his guitar with his spiky headphones. The floors creak when Hobie's kicks landed on them, he was generous enough to let you wear them whenever you wanted.

You were wearing his sweater, shoes, and the ring he made for you. He was oblivious enough to not notice you, but the smirk that grew on his face only proved you wrong.

'''Ya can't go a day without me, huh?'' Hobie told you, still tuning his guitar with his feet kicked on the sofa. ''Mm, I really can't Hobie.'' You tell him, your hands behind your back. If it wasn't evident enough (It really wasn't.) you came to show Hobie your new 'tat that you got done today.

But it seemed like Hobie had something else in mind.

''Sit'' Hobie separated his arms and invited you into his lap. ''Hobie... Not right now, silly.'' Your words made Hobie's brow turn upwards, you usually come at this time specifically and come at his house to have some sex.

''Why not, darl?'' The nickname made you shiver, his deep and raspy voice only enticing you further. But you were too excited to show Hobie your new tattoo that you got done specifically for him.

You didn't say anything when you took off Hobie's sweater, showing off your low-rise jeans that almost expose your ass and thong. You only wore a bra, so the tattoo wouldn't get covered.

There it was. It wrote; 'Hobie' right on the slope of your ass. Hobie was stunned, to say the least. He almost felt drool dripping out of his mouth, even. He pulled you in his lap almost instantly when he laid eyes on the ink tainted on your body.

''Fuck, princess. You couldn't have gotten any hotter.'' Hobie kissed your back, trailing downwards to the tattoo. His hand slaps your left cheek, firm and slender hands landing on your ass. You let out a small whimper, it only made your panties a lot more soaked than it was.

''Hobie...'' ''Want me to bend you over and fuck you from the back, hm? 'Wanna see my name bounce on your ass.'' His hands toyed with the flesh of your butt, his nails trailing on his name.

You moan in response, grinding on Hobie's thigh.

might write a part two to this with full smut ! ‧₊˚ ⋅ fusaes 2023 do not copy

[eyesxxyou]

sniffs

I SMELL A REQUEST BOX OPEN????

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loser!hobie & loser!reader just taking eachothers virginity

MUAHAHAHA

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❝ heaven ❞ hobie brown x gn!reader

❝ contents ❞ loser hobie, loser reader, virginity taking, unprotected sex, kinda awkward

There was no telling who was more nervous. Kissing and heavy petting turned into something more. Clothes timidly removed, eyes shifting side to side without ever meeting each other's gaze. Could it be Hobie, who felt electricity with each and every sensually innocent touch he placed upon your exposed flesh?

“How– How should I touch ya?” Hobie’s hand timidly grazed over the length of your body, eye flickering to yours for any semblance of direction but you didn’t know what to do either. “Are you okay wit’ this?” He pressed his body against yours and you let out something of a gentle gasp as you felt his erection press itself to your stomach.

You nodded, words failing you, and positioned yourself to kiss tenderly at his neck as you had seen in the videos. It felt aimless, unsure exactly where you should be kissing and how, your hands fumbling nervously about his nude body. You shook like a wet dog, scared.

Would it hurt, you wondered as the two of you messily kissed each other and staggered over to Hobie's bed. Climbing on, you lay beneath him, shivering with each gentle tap of his cock against your belly, smearing pre across your naval. All you could do was plead for him to “Be gentle, please.”

“I will, luv. I will.” Hobie swallowed dryly, unsure if he could actually guarantee such a thing. He didn't know what “gentle” in this context looked like. He was just as much a virgin to this as you were, inexperienced and unknowing.

Hobie reached over and grabbed the lube he had bought specifically for this. He had heard it was supposed to help, from where, he wasn't exactly sure. He didn't even know if he got the right one.

It was sticky on his fingers, wet as he reached out and applied it to your entrance, cold when he applied it to himself. Each step closer to two cherries popped and a whole new world of untold pleasures.

Hobie slotted his way between your legs and immediately you looked your heels into the plush of his ass to bring him closer out of some deep instinct. He leaned down and let you kiss his lips tenderly, the only thing the two of you really knew how to do.

“I don'– know how long I’ll last.” He admitted sheepishly, tip teasing at your wet ring of unstretched muscles, never before used by anyone. Hobie was embarrassed to admit it but all you did was smile and kiss him again. “It’ll be okay.” You didn't care if you finished or not, just that your first time was with Hobie.

He nodded firmly and looked between your flushed bodies to alone himself before slowly easing himself into the softness of your love. His fingers dug into the plush flesh of your waists, his body trembled as he sank further into you, moaning softly.

You whined at the stretch, unsure if what you felt was pain or pleasure, maybe both. Your nails dug into his shoulders and you pulled him down to embrace him. Hobie didn't mind, couldn't think about much of anything other than the way your warmth engulfed him inch by inch and held him in a wet embrace.

Hobie babbled without thought or aim into your ear, his hips pushing forward until he bottomed out. You cried a little, whimpering as he settled deep within a part of you never before touched. “Hobieee!” You let out in a whiny moan as he began to pull back, dragging the thick of his cock against all your tender spots, making you see stars.

You two held each other, a tangle of limbs, panting into each other's ears words of devotion and adoration. Hobie kisses you feverishly, a sloppy mess of lips and tongue and love. His thrusts tenderly, unsure exactly where the threshold where pleasure crosses into pain lay. Were those sounds of satisfaction? Was he doing it right?

“Are you okay? Am- Am I doing okay?” His large hand came to cup your face, his hips rutting into your softness. You nodded, eyes fluttering, mouth seeking out his once more to kiss him. You wanted skin, flesh, the warmth of him holding you. Your heels dug deeper, pulling him closer and he conceded and melted into you.

His hands, aristocratic and beautiful, roaming for body with insatiable yet tender want. Hobie fucked you in sweet little thrusts, both an attempt not to hurt you and an attempt not to cum too quick. He needed you to go first, just to know your were satisfied.

So he clumsily stroked where you were most sensitive, only knowing how to touch you based on your response, how your dulcet moans rang out as your hips writhed to meet his.

“Hobie, Hobie, Hobie.” You chanted with the building of your orgasm, a prayer on your tongue. “Oh– God…” You grasped him, gasping for air as you shivered with the throes of your climax. It was subtle, soft, cradling you in its arms. Your walls fluttered, you were hot all over, seeing stars.

Hobie babbled incoherently at the feeling of your walls squeezing him. You watched with an eagerness as he came, eyes rolling as he firmly pressed his hips to you and let himself unravel within your tenderness. He whispered your name and you felt euphoria.

“Did I do okay? Did I feel okay?”

Hobie looked upon you softly. “You did- you felt- like fuckin’ heaven.”

taglist: @hobs-kiss, @hoe-bie

[hobiebrownbrowser]

Ride me

🔞No Kids Allowed🔞

Hobie Brown x FEM!Reader

It wasn't common. But when Hobie wanted you to ride him he highly meant it, Grabbing your waist and not letting you get back up until you went limp in his arms. His pace far from human as he quivers out your name.

He wouldn't stop unless you both were weak, Trembling or even passed out. He wanted to feel every inch of you clenching around his cock, Milking him dry until he couldn't cum anymore.

He loved the feeling of your thighs slapping against his skin, how your cries got louder when you were close to your orgasm, Purposely hitting that delicious spot inside of you just to hear you scream.

He loved every ounce of you, Kissing down your cleavage just to see you unravel above him, Loving the way your words would crumble down into nothing but incoherent mumbles, Sweat tickling down your neck as control completely leaves you.

Your hands gripping on his wrists, trying to keep your consciousness from slipping from you. Your back bending as your whines become high-pitched whimpers. Your arousal seeping down your thighs as you'd orgasmed for a fourth time in a row.

Your soaked panties threatening too rip as he pulls them aside. Shallow breathing heightening his senses everytime he heard his name fall from your pretty little lips. Your legs trembling as he continues to abuse your swollen cunt.

Drool tickling down the corner of your mouth as you tilt your head slightly. It was all a beautiful sight in his eyes, Your pussy tightening around him, squeezing that nerve at the base of his cock, earning a breathy groan from him.

Only you could make him whimper like this. His nails digging into your hips, The sound of skin slapping skin once he finds that perfect rhythm again.

His cum coating your abdomen once his high caught up to him, Overstimulating the both of you by burying his cock deep inside of you once more, Grinding his hips until he was completely worn out, Your cunt continuing to grasp around his pulsating cock.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you hold onto him, Legs shaking violently as your breath gets caught in your throat. Hobie whispering how good you feel wrapped around him before finally pulling himself out.

The palm of your hands resting on his shoulders as you snuggle up into his chest, too tired to even move off of him. Hobie placing a kiss on your forehead as he tells you to regain your strength, Lighting a blunt between his lips as he looks up at the ceiling.

That damn devilish smirk still plastered on his face.

[l13]

what kinda kinks do you think hobie would have? :33

first of all i wanna apologize for this lazy ass writing i'm just UNHINGED i've seen so many hobie edits my mind cannot take this madness i'm seriously in love with him it's not a joke anymore, like i need him bro, I N E E D HIM

NSFW 18+, MDNI, not proofread it's 2 am and imma 'bout to pass out

❥ i haven't heard a lot of people say this about hobie but i think he'd REALLY like power exchange, like let my MAN BE A SWITCH PLEASEEEEEE guys please trust me okay hear me out, picture this: hobie laying naked on the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly as you continue to jerk his cock in an torturously slow pace, he's already cum once, so his hips jump every time your fist closes around his tip, and he's groaning, the sound trailing off to a breathy chuckle as he glances up at you, grinning lazily "Y're killin' me, y'know that?" throw in a little nipple play and man's GONEEEE

❥ definitely and i mean DEFINITELY likes dry humping ohhhhh?>>my god??? literally starts as a joke on the rare occasion he sees you bent over, or braced against a counter or smth, he HAS to come and hump you, and it's fine cause you literally do the same thing to him (you're the one that started it). the first time you did it he had laughed the sound giving you goosebumps as he glanced at you over his shoulder with a tiny smirk "You're mental,". but then proceeds to do the same thing to you every chance he gets. One day, you just rolled your hips back against him and the whole vibe changed. You shivered when you heard him inhale sharply from behind you, and his hands circle around your frame to pull you closer. and then he's thrusting against you hard, his clothed cock rubbing against the swell of your ass making you both moan as he drops his head on your shoulder to pant, "About fuckin' time,"

❥ random horny thought and not really a kink: he loves fucking you doggy style in front of a mirror, hand holding you by the throat, his fingers skimming your jaw as he tugs you back to him every time he thrusts forward, his other hand holding onto your ass securely as he snaps his hips against you. And then he's pulling at your throat and suddenly your back is flush against his chest, and the hand that was holding your ass travels around to your pussy to circle at your clit. You're both moaning when you tighten up so much around his cock "Look at you," he's groaning, snapping his hips up instead of forward and your mouth drops open in a silent scream as his cock touches that spongy spot inside you, and he's moaning "Yeah? Right there? You're so fuckin’ pretty, baby, should be fuckin’ illegal," and you're mewling, “You’re so good to me Hobie.. Can feel you so fucking deep inside me oh my God-” “Shit- don’t say that or I’ll cum-” DAAAAAMN okay i got sidetracked again

❥ lil bit of a voyeur maybe, he'd take you even at a secluded space at HQ (would first make sure if you're 100% in tho) he'd fuck you against the wall, with his hand over your mouth as he mutters against your shoulder, "Wanna hear you so fuckin' bad.. but we can't, right? Can't let them know how much of a good girl you are f'me.. Ah, fuuck-S only for my eyes."

❥ CONSENTTTTT consent turns him on so much- and let me explain okay imagine you're just getting ready to suck him off, unbuttoning his jeans, still giggling at his face when you'd said "no, the belts stay on," and then your fingers are finally under the waistband of his boxers and you're looking up at him- "Can I take these off?" and he's so confused bc he's never actually had anyone else ask him that question before "Wh- yes?" and when his cock is finally out in all its glory, and you're licking your lips, you ask again, "Can I touch it?" he can't hold back his smile this time, letting out a giddy laugh, "Baby, 'f course you can, you don't have to ask," idk he just thinks it's the hottest thing ever

❥ extra crack hc cause it just came to me: imagine him being like "You wanna try slapping me in bed?" and you're just looking at him like he's grown two heads but nod slowly nonetheless "....sure?" and then you actually slAP him like 10 minutes later and he's like :C "That felt personal love, m'feelings are kinda hurt." and you're just apologizing over and over and he's laughing at you- "m just playing wit' you. but yeah absolutely not doing that shit again,"

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"AIN' IT RIGHT?" HOBIE BROWN X FEM! READER

tags: degradation, hobie takes a photo, choking, hatefuck at first but then its not, mentions of marijuana, fingering, piv sex

"i fucking hate you." you said as you grinded against hobie roughly, your hand wrapped around his throat in a bruising grip, your free hand on his shoulder. you had him pinned against the floor, your knees on either side of his legs. panting as a silky sheen of sweat coated your forehead.

"and i fuckin' love you. hate 'nd love are two sides of the same coin, aren't they?" he snickered, guiding your hips against his as the bulge in his pants grew beneath you. you were both on hobie's apartment floor getting fuckin' nasty.

he could feel your fingers digging into the sensitive flesh of his shoulders and he couldn't care less, the pain mixing with the pleasure and sending shocks straight to his painfully hard dick.

he watched you lean down, a mere inches away from his face as you continued to roll your hips against his. "just shut your fuckin' mouth." you muttered against his perfectly plump lips, his lip piercing shining in the dimly lit room.

you crashed your lips into his, roughly kissing him as you bit his bottom lip; making him wince as his grip on your hips tightened.

his hand roamed down his own body before stopping at his belt, unbuckling it with one hand before he tossed it to the side. the studs scraped on the wood floor, creating a sound that wasn't pleasant to anybodies ears.

as you broke the kiss, your hand let go of his shoulder to take off your pants; leaving you in only your panties. despite your harsh words, you were absolutely soaked— your arousal seeping through the thin fabric of your underwear.

hobie took notice of that, a cocky ass smirk on his face that you hated so damn much. "you don' hate me as much as you say you do. ain' it right?" he chuckled.

you were about to bite back until you saw him spit on his middle and ring finger. you felt as if your insides were melting as he pushed your panties to the side and shoved his fingers past your entrance; eliciting a moan from you.

"slag said she hates me yet she's soakin' up my fingers..." he laughed with pride, curling his long slender fingers up to hit that perfect sweet spot that made your legs feel like jelly and your brain like mush. your knees buckled as you gripped his shoulders for purchase.

his free hand explored the curve of your ass while his calloused fingers thrusted in and out of you, smirking at the lewd expression you had on your face. "f- fuck.. hobie." you choked out in a murmur, his fingers hitting all the right spots.

"yeah, that's right." he grunted into your ear, gripping the supple flesh of your ass tightly. his palm bumped against your clit each time he stuffed his fingers in your greedy hole in a way that made the coil in your stomach tighten.

"need you.." you pleaded, grinding against the rough palm of his hand. he hummed in response, taking his fingers out of you with a pop, holding them up to your mouth and prodding at your lips.

"suck them, luv." he said, and you complied; wanting nothing but for him to be inside of you. you tasted yourself on his fingers, tongue swirling around them.

suddenly, he took them out. placing them in his own mouth and sucking with a chuckle, tasting your saliva on his fingers before they went down to take off his pants and toss them aside just like he did to his belt earlier.

"beg f' me, love. show me ya don't hate me 'nd maybe i'll give ya what ya want.." he whispered into your ear, warm breath against your skin; smelling like chocolate and marijuana. you were reluctant at first, your pride getting in the way.

but as he began to reach for his belt and pants, you stopped him. "h- hobie, please.. i need it so bad. i don't hate you." you whined, grinding your ass against the bulge in his boxers.

"not enough." he tch'd, gripping your hips so they came to a stop, making you complain. all he responded with was a shake of his head.

"please, hobes. need you 'nd your cock so fucking bad, please, i love you so damn much." you begged mindlessly, not catching the way his beautiful brown eyes lit up the moment you said the simple word love; not catching the way his grip on your hips tightened slightly, grinding up into you slowly as he chewed his lip to bite back a smile.

he took out his cock, jerking it off slowly before bending you over his couch, cigarette burns and the smell of his cologne staining the rough fabric. he teasingly ran his dick through your folds, his cold metal piercing grazing over your clit and pulling a quiet mewl out of you.

he chuckled, "ready, luv?" he asked, and the second you nodded your head yes you could feel his tip breaching you. you clenched around him as his cock was halfway in you, making him groan at the tightness.

"such a nice fuckin' pussy.." he muttered before bottoming out inside of you, balls slapping against your clit and making you moan. his dick was so big it felt like you were being stretched by him for the first time all over again. he made sure you were comfortable before beginning to thrust slowly; almost making you mad with how slow he was going.

"faster!" you whined, wincing when you felt a sharp pain on your ass; the sound of a slap echoing in the room. a whimper of pain and pleasure escaped you, twitching around his cock.

"didn't know you were such a slut." he shook his head in mock disappointment as he began to thrust in and out of you faster and harder— feeling his dick piercing scrape against your sensitive walls with each thrust, your eyes rolling back as you chanted a mantra of 'fuck''s and 'yes!''s.

"so big.." you manage to babble out in between whimpers and moans. hobies heart and dick swelled with pride, increasing his pace; his tip kissing your cervic with each thrust.

after a few thirty minutes that flew by like seconds, you felt your orgasm approaching. a fucked out look on your face as you drooled onto the couch's cushions beneath you, "i- i'm— ngh! fuck. hobie.. 'm cumming!" you managed to get out before your eyes rolled back in pure ecstacy.

you came all over his cock, clenching tightly around him and making him grunt in response. you clawed at the cushions, gripping them tightly as you let out a broken moan, your arousal gushing out of your spent pussy and coating hobies cock.

he continued to thrust and make you whine, incoherently talking about how it was too much and somehow— he understood you. "shh.. you can take it. i know you can, fuckin' slag." he mumbled into your ear as your knees buckled beneath you, just slumping over the couch with hobies grip on your hips as the only support keeping you up.

but you could tell he was close too, his hips stuttering against yours; his cock twitching inside of you and his pace increasing. he let out a loud groan, pulling out.

he jerked his dick off before cumming all over your ass in thick milky spurts. he scooped some of his cum up with his fingers, shoving it inside of you and keeping his fingers in there as a plug.

you heard him rustling to get his jeans, pulling something out of the pocket but you were too fucked out to care as you heard a click and saw a light flashing.

he shoved his phone in your face, barely having enough energy to look at it. it was a picture of your ass, covered in his cum and his fingers inside of you. "this is for me, yeah? nobody else gets to see you like this but me." he assured you he wouldn't show anybody else, getting your nod of approval.

"now lets get you cleaned up, sweets."

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sorry that i literally died for like weeks but im back now </3 WHOS READY FOR KINKTOBERRR 🗣🗣

also not proofread so please lmk for any mistakes or anything i could do to improve!