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[pushing500]

Awww, Brennan and Debby got married! <3

Debby, no! You're at your own wedding!!!! I know you have the polyamorous trait, but c'mon, can't you wait even a single day?

You can pry Barghest out of my cold, dead hands. But, hey, if you want a Yttakin husband, I am more than willing to send Wookshys to you! I'll even throw in a crappy persona zeushammer to sweeten the deal. Please take him before I resort to drastic measures

Speaking of Wookshys, dealing with him annoys Kaz enough that he needs to go smooch his girlfriend to calm down.

Baz is cold-blooded and has the thermophile trait, and Zonovo is a demon-coded xenotype that can sort of spit fire (it's more like acid but whatever)...

Do you think Zonovo's skin is really warm? I bet Baz treats Zonovo like one of those special heat rocks you might put in a lizard's terrarium. A match made in heaven!

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[christinered]

"I'm good with my hands. "

I think specialties should be listed.

Don't you?

~Red

[underachievers-please-try-harder]

Track of the day // Debby Friday - To The Dancefloor

[soundgrammar]

Listen/purchase: SO HARD TO TELL by DEBBY FRIDAY

[rcmndedlisten]

DEBBIE FRIDAY feat. UÑAS - “I GOT IT”

Photo by Katrin Braga

Pull up to the club and hit hyperspeed on time. DEBBIE FRIDAY's "I GOT IT" beats faster than the human heart can keep up with on the energy-enhanced trance dance latest preview from the Toronto-by-way-of-Nigeria artist's debut album, GOOD LUCK. Flanked by Chris Vargas of UÑAS at her wing, the two give the senses an ultra stimulant, putting every sensation in the fast lane.

DEBBY FRIDAY’s GOOD LUCK will be released March 24th on Sub Pop.

[spencereidluver]

O is for On You

READ PART 1 HERE

january 01, 2009

summary:  You and Spencer celebrate your first new years together with the girls at Penelope's apartment, then go back to his to celebrate alone.

word count: 2.4k

warnings: honestly, this is just smut. sub!spence, reader is pretty bold, Spencer does in fact have a praise kink. unprotected sex (don’t try this at home) creampie (leave that to lil debbie) oral, spencer eats reader out after he yk in the yk (baby boy is freaky)

warnings: smut. sub!spence, reader is pretty bold, Spencer does in fact have a praise kink. unprotected sex (don’t try this at home) creampie (leave that to lil debbie) oral, spencer eats reader out after he yk in the yk (baby boy is freaky)

Spencer had no more than entered his apartment before his lips were back onto yours. His movements were rushed and desperate, unable to wait any longer. “Y/n,” he says, voice rushed and crackly, “I- I need you.” He’s begging, it’s undeniable. 

You softly shush him, before you whisper a quiet, “I know.” His knees are weak, his stance wobbly as he hovers his lips just off yours. You grab his waist gently, beginning to pull him with you as you walk backwards into his bedroom.

As soon as he’s passed the doorway he begins shedding his clothes. He loosens his  tie, pulls it over his head, and drops it to the floor, a difference from his typical neatness. He kicks off his shoes as his fingers work at the buttons of his shirt but are interrupted by yours. You take over for him, finishing the final few buttons. He shrugs the shirt off and it joins in the pile of clothing on the ground. 

You inch your body closer to his, hands cupping his face as you smile up at him. His gaze was tender, a look mixed with admiration and a tinge of longing. “Wanna untie my corset?” you ask.

He gulps, Adam's apple bobbing before he uses his hands on your waist to turn you around. He slowly pulls at the string draping from the bow on the back of your corset he’d fastened for you earlier. His fingers tremble, but his touch is still delicate. Each loosening of the strings puts ease on your breath and comfort in your stance.

He pauses as he reaches the final cross section of ribbon, fingers lingering on the fabric. He leans down close to you, softly brushing his lips against your shoulder. Though light, the intimate contact is enough to send a shiver down your spine. He finally unhooks the last section and pulls the now-loosened fabric off over your head. One hand meets your waist as he steps back to gaze at your unconstricted figure. His breath hitches in his throat as he tries to speak.

“Y-y/n,” he stutters your name, “c-can I ask you something?” His fingers dig into your waist. 

“Of course, baby,” you say as you slowly inch closer to him. 

He pulls you in the rest of the way, his body pressing into yours so desperately. He toys with the fabric of your dress. “Can you um…” his eyes search yours while a shy giggle escapes his lips. “Can you maybe keep the dress on while we…” He looks down at his feet embarrassed. 

You smile at him. “You want to fuck me in the dress, Spencer?” You ask him despite knowing that is what he was attempting to ask. 

“Y-Yeah,” he grips tightly on your waist, almost mimicking the feeling from the corset, “if that’s alright w-with you. It just looks so pretty on you.” He tilts his head back to get a look at you. 

You can’t stop smiling at him. Bringing your arms up from your side to his hips, you push him onto the edge of the bed. He sits, looking up at you as you practically launch yourself onto him. He lets out a surprised sound, not expecting to have been pounced on. You straddle his waist, grinding your hips so slightly against him. He moans loudly into your mouth at the friction and pushes you down onto him. 

“G-god Y/n,” he whines into your mouth. He pushes you impossibly closer into him, his hardness pressing firmly between your thighs under your dress. His kisses trail from your lips down to your neck, nuzzling his nose into your collarbone. “P-please.”

You tangle your fingers into the back of his hair. “Please what, baby?” You whisper.

“I can’t wait. I need you.”

You grind your hips down into him, using your soft grip on his hair to pull his head to face you. His mouth is agape as he looks up at you, eyes filled with a drunken mixture of love and lust. He’s not drunk, but there's not a thought in his head aside from you. If anything, he’s drunk on you. 

He ruts up into you, small whimpers leaving his lips. You smile as you take in just how perfect he looks like this, and only you get to see him like this. You run your thumb along his bottom lip before crashing your lips onto his feverishly. 

You allow him to enjoy the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away, causing him to pout at the break of contact. You cup his cheek, giving it two playful pats. “You were patient all night,” you say as you stand up, hand still holding his face. He whines at the sudden loss of pressure to his crotch. “What do you want, baby?” you ask.

“Y-you,” he says, reaching his arms out to your waist, attempting to pull you back toward him, but you won’t let him. 

You bring your fingers down his cheek, tracing an outline around his swollen lips. “I know that,” you say, “tell me what you want though. Use your words.”

His breath is shaky, the sweet tone and guidance in your voice making him weak. “I- I want you to r-ride me.” His face turns bright red as the words fall past his lips. He tries to hide his face in his shoulder, but you keep his face up by holding his chin. 

You lean in and plant a firm kiss on his lips. “Good boy,” you praise. 

The sound that left his mouth was straight out of a porno. You had to look down between his legs to make sure he didn’t cum right then. You knew Spencer loved when you praised him, but you were not expecting that reaction from those words. 

“Did you like that, baby?” you ask, smiling at him as he was just so adorable. 

He nodded so quickly back at you. 

“Lay down for me,” you say, motioning toward the pillows on the bed. Spencer begins to oblige, but you stop him with a hand just under his bare navel. You comb your hand down his lower stomach achingly slow, hooking your fingers on his belt. “Take all this off too.” 

He takes his belt and slacks off as you work to remove your shoes. He’s settled in bed once you're done, having taken his boxers off as well. He’s lying there completely naked for you, cock already a dark red and glistening against his abdomen. You slide your underwear off, eyes never once leaving Spencer’s.

You climb onto the bed, positioning yourself between his legs which were spread perfectly for you to fit between. You carefully lift his cock upright, taking him into your mouth as deep as you can. A long, disjointed moan echoes from him, his hands immediately pulling your hair into a make-shift ponytail. You move your mouth up and down him slowly, only a few repetitions taking place before he’s stopped you. 

“I-I can’t. Please,” his voice is high pitch and whiny. 

“Please what, Spence?” you ask, pumping your hand up his cock once, causing it to pulse aggressively in your grasp and his mouth to fall even further open. 

“P-please fuck me,” he whispers, rutting into your hand. You pull your hand up him one more time, letting your thumb press on the wet, swollen head. He wines as beads of precum leave his tip, the subtle feeling still so good to cause his eyes to roll just slightly back in his head. 

You crawl from between his legs to his waist, hovering over where he wants you the most. His hands find your waist, rubbing up and down your torso. Your hand reaches behind you, leading his cock to your entrance. Lining him up to you, you slowly sink onto him. You gnaw at your bottom lip as he stretches you out, not having had any preparation. It is a fairly painful sensation, yet the pain is welcome to you. He gently pushes you down by your waist, helping you to be filled by him, yet still cautious as to not hurt you. 

He finally bottoms out inside you, and as the burning subsides, you begin to make small figure eights with your hips. He uses his grip on your waist to pull you into him, stretching to reach your lips with his. His moans are stifled by the kiss, but he still sounds so beautiful. 

You use your knees as leverage as you shift to allow yourself to bounce up and down on him, your lips still attached to his. “You sound so pretty, Spence,” you say between breaths, his moans more apparent. 

“P-please,” he begs. He’s begging for nothing. His hips begin to buck into you involuntarily, but you don’t stop him. You can tell by the switch in his breathing and velocity of his whimpers and whines he isn’t going to last much longer, and you want him to enjoy himself. After all, he was a good boy tonight.

“Fuck, Spence,” you moan into his mouth. “You’re such a good boy for me.”

His eyes go wide and hips begin to stutter as you speak. He’s struggling to thrust into you now. He’s close.

“Do you wanna cum?” you ask him.

He nods quickly. “Yes, fuck. Yes please,” now he’s begging for something.

You lean back away from the kiss, looking down at him and giving him a cheeky smirk. “Not yet.” He whines below you, almost looking betrayed. “Sit up, honey.”

He does what you ask, sitting up without pulling out of you. The shift of position causes the both of you to gasp, a different feeling being evoked between you. You begin to lean back, trying to pull him down with you. 

“C’mon, come here, baby,” you say as his body falls over you. He begins to thrust into you, now having control of the speed and depth in which he fucks you.

“G-god, I’m so close y/n,” he whines, hips still stuttering into you. 

“You can cum, baby,” you say, “been so good for me.” He’s shaking at your praise, you can sense he’s trying to hold it. “Don’t hold back for me baby.” You rub your nails down his smooth back. 

He grunts as he thrusts into you. “Wanna-” he gasps, “wanna make you c-cum too,” he chokes out. He’s so close to his edge every part of him is shaking. ]

“It’s okay, baby,” you assure him, “I just want you to feel good.”

That’s all he needs to topple over. He thrusts shallowly as he fills you with his warmth, whimpers falling past his lips into the nape of your neck. His breath is hot against your skin, adding to all the other sensations you’re feeling. 

He gives you a few more weak thrusts as he comes down, finally pulling out and falling limp on top of you. You feel his cum drip out of you, a strange yet erotic feeling. He rests on you for no more than a minute before hiking himself up on his elbows above you.

He looks in your eyes, bringing a hand up to move the hair away from your face. “I wanna make you cum now,” he says somehow innocently. 

You smile at him, “you don’t have to, baby, it’s okay, really.” 

“No, I want to. I want you to show me how.”

Spencer had never done more than finger you during foreplay, never having you finish from that alone. But you knew he didn’t need much ‘showing.’ 

“Okay baby, go for it.” You encourage him, taking his chin in your hands and kissing him. 

He settles down between your thighs, hiking your dress up around your waist to allow for better access. He wastes no time in inserting two fingers into you, no hesitation from your body as you’d already been stretched out by him. His cum is still warm in you, acting as a secondary lubricant, only making the sounds and speed at which his fingers can pump into you more erotic. 

Spencer knows to curl his fingers, something you taught him the first time, and he uses this to his advantage. He slips a third finger inside of you, curling his middle and ring finger while letting his ring finger go into you at full length. He uses his thumb to press firmly on your clit, a much much needed addition. You grind your hips into his hand as you feel your high already approaching.

“Fuck, Spence,” you moan, tugging slightly on his hair. “I’m close.”

His thumb halts its movements. His fingers continue moving in and out of you, and without warning, you feel his tongue press onto your clit. You involuntarily squeeze his face with your thighs, and you can hear him giggle into you. 

“Is this okay?” he asks, not halting his finger’s movements at all and barely having taken his mouth off you. 

“Yes,” you practically scream. “Oh my god, yes, Spencer.” You use your grip on his hair to push his face into you. He sucks gently on you as his fingers still are working inside you. 

You begin to feel the tightness in your stomach, knowing you were about to come loose. You buck your hips, which only makes Spencer lick and suck harder on you, which is just what you needed to be pushed over the edge.

“Oh my god, Spencer.” You moan. He feels you clench around his fingers, knowing this means you are cumming.

He hums into you, the vibrations making your hips buck like crazy into his face. He slows his fingers as he feels you begin to come down, licking circles around your clit. Once he’s satisfied you’ve finished, he returns to hover above you.

He looks down into your eyes. His hair is sweaty against his forehead, cheeks red and hot, and oh my god his lips and chin are absolutely soaked with a mixture of you and him. Just the sight is so… god. 

You bring your hand to the back of his neck, pulling him down to you. You kiss him with passion, open mouthed, wanting to taste yourself and him. “God, you…” you can’t even find the words to say. He’s staring at you with a goofy grin on his face, clearly proud of himself. “I fucking love you, Spencer.” 

“I love you,” he smiles. “And that dress.”

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next chapter: P is for Perfect

other parts: Spencer Reid A-Z Masterlist

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a/n: this part took foreverrrrr oh my god. i just could not write spencer in a way i liked, but i fear if i proofread this one more time i’ll delete the whole thing again. i just need to post this part lmao surely someone will enjoy it. also, i will never use the word “panties.” i hate that word with every fiber of my being. #certifiedunderweargirl

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i really like you

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[lotties-ashwagandha]

KINKTOBER 2024

by @lotties-ashwagandha

full list of fics under the cut (nsfw warning obvi)!! all fics wiill be x reader, those listed as having multiple characters will be poly fics with reader (except for day twenty-nine).

day one: lottie matthews & restraints

day two: ellie williams & mirror sex

day three: moiraine damodred & knifeplay

day four: valeria garza & waxplay

day five: taissa turner, van palmer & blindfolds

day six: panam palmer & thigh riding

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day eleven: rhaenyra targaryen & choking

day twelve: ellie williams & high sex

day thirteen: rogue amendiares & semi-public sex

day fourteen: billie dean howard & guided masturbation

day fifteen: cordelia goode, misty day & praise kink

day sixteen: wendy carr & office sex

day seventeen: tess servopoulos & wet dream

day eighteen: larissa weems & iceplay

day nineteen: farah karim & edging

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day twenty one: abby anderson & overstimulation

day twenty two: magna, yumiko & praise and degradation

day twenty three: hanako arasaka & strap-ons

day twenty four: shauna sadecki & mommy kink

day twenty five: lottie matthews & body worship

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day twenty nine: rhaenyra targaryen, alicent hightower & dom/sub

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day thirty one: ??????? (surprise fic)

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[justmeinadaze]

Smutty request here....massage therapist(s) Eddie and/or Steve 🥴

Got me feeling all the things

Happy Ending (Steddie X You)

A/N: So this intimidated me a bit because I don't a whole lot about massages and that field. But I ran with what I know and put a spin on it. I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Masseuses Steddie and you and all that implies (I regret nothing), mentions of stress from the read and a broken heart, she is aware that they provide more than just massages, DP (I said what I said), they are gentle with her for the most part but their is slight allusions to Dom/Sub dynamics (spanking, some bratty behavior, and stern tones), I think that's it.

Word Count: 6244

“Trust me, Y/N, these two will change your life.”

“They’re masseuses. It’s a massage, Deb.”

“Yes and no.” You stare at your friend as you sarcastically blink in her direction making her laugh so hard she almost spits out her drink. “Yes, they massage your body but they also do…other things…to help you relax.”

“Nope. No thank you. I’m good.”

“Y/N! Wait, come on.” She reaches for you hand as you start to get up from the lunch table you two were eating at. “Listen… you remember how hard things were for me a few months ago? I was working 80-hour weeks trying to get that promotion, my mom was scolding me because I’m still not married, and then add in being broke as hell.” Your friend sighed as you placed your palm over her hand.  

“Someone suggested them and I thought ‘Hey, what do I have to lose?’ When I met them, they were so kind and gentle. I swear for a second, I forgot I was even worried about anything. And that was before the…ahem…happy ending.” You blush as you both giggle. Debbie suddenly leans in closer to you, lowering her voice. 

“They both do the massaging part but you can decide who makes your ending a happy one. Personally, I chose the tall, pretty one. Not that the other one wasn’t cute…he’s just not my type, you know?”

“You can only have one?”

Your friend gasps as she playfully hits your arm. “You whore!”

“What?! I’m just asking! More so out of curiosity.”, you shrug. “I guess not everyone is into that kind of…kink but…I mean if you’re hiring them knowing what they do…wouldn’t you want to take the opportunity?”

“Goddamn, I will never understand why Tony cheated on you.” Your eyes meet hers as she softly smiles. “You’re sweet, funny, fucking gorgeous, and apparently really open minded when it comes to ménage à trois.”

You return her smile with one of your own as you lean back in your chair. “Yeah, well, if you ever find that out will you let me know?”

****

You sigh as you enter your big, empty apartment. Tony, your ex-fiancé, was supposed to come by while you were out today with your friend to get the last of his things. Now half of your home was quite literally gone. 

As you hugged your arms around yourself you noticed a note on the kitchen counter. 

“Y/N,

I think I got everything but if I forgot something can you save it and let me know? 

This was incredibly hard for me. I love you so much, baby. Can’t we just—”

You crumple the letter without bothering to read the rest. Honestly, it doesn’t matter. You heard it all before you caught him with her that night and after you threw him out.

After grabbing a beer from the fridge, you held the card Debbie gave you for the masseuses, tracing your fingers over the number.

“Ugh! Fuck it.”, you exhale as you reach for the phone.

It rings a few times but right as you begin to rethink what you’re doing; music suddenly blares through the line. 

“Yeah! Hello?”

“Um, hi. I’m looking for the Munson-Harrington massage people…thing.”

The man on the other end chuckles as he lowers the heavy metal in the background. 

“I don’t think I’ve heard us called that before. Massage people thing… Yeah, you got one of them here. How can I help you, sweetheart?”

“I, um, my friend recommended I utilize your services.”

“Do you always talk this dirty or are we special?”

“I don’t know. Are you always this much of asshole or am I just that special.”, you growl.

The music on the other end abruptly stops and you hear movement on the other end. 

“You sound like your absolutely special. Are you a little nervous?”

You sigh as you lean against the kitchen the wall. “Yeah. I’ve never done anything like this before. Not even regular…massages. Deb, my friend, said you guys changed her life. My life kind of sucks right now.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. You don’t have to talk about anything you don’t want to and you definitely don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. My friend and I just want to help you relax. Pretty sounding girl like you deserves a clear head.”

“Hm. I bet you say that to everyone who calls.”

“You’re right. I did tell the telemarketer before you that he sounded gorgeous.”

That made you genuinely laugh. “What’s your name?”

“Eddie. I’m the Munson in the name. What’s yours?”

“Y/N.” You slide down to the floor as you take another swig of the drink in your hand. “Is the Harrington part of your company there?”

“Yes ma’am, he is. Would you like to say hello?”

“If that’s ok. I don’t want to impose or anything.”

“HARRINGTON! There’s a pretty girl on the phone who would like to speak with you.”

You listen to Eddie pass the phone as he tells the other boy your name. 

“Y/N? Hey, I’m Steve. I heard you wanted to talk to me.”

“Are you an asshole like your friend?”

“I can be when I need to. Eddie! What did you do to this girl?”

“Nothing! She started it by calling and being adorable.”

“Oh my god.”, you giggle. “You guys are good.”

“And we haven’t even touched you yet.” Your breathing stuttered at his comment. He said it with so much confidence as if he already knew his hands (and services) would blow you away. “Are you still with me, honey?”

“Yeah, um, Eddie said that…we could go slow and if I didn’t want…the…”

“He’s right. We want you to be comfortable. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Y/N. If you just want a massage that’s fine. If you just want to talk that’s fine to.”

You exhale heavily into the phone before finally making up your mind. 

“Okay. I’m free on Friday.”

############

“Shit, shit, shit!” You continue to curse as you run down your apartment building hallway. “I am so sorry I’m late! Work kept me late and—”

You froze you saw them sitting outside your door, quickly rising when your eyes meet theirs. 

“Hey, no problem.” One of the boy’s grins as he extends his hand for you to shake. “I’m Steve. This is Eddie.”

“The asshole.”, he teases as his gigantic palm encapsulates your own. 

You couldn’t take your eyes off them; they weren’t what you were expecting at all. You assumed Steve was the “tall, pretty one” your friend had mentioned but to you they were both handsome. Eddie had that kind of metalhead look you’d seen walking the streets of your town with his leather jacket and long hair. His Metallica shirt rested perfectly above his belt that was holding up his blue jeans. 

Steve looked like the everyday 80’s guy you saw in most romance movies at the theater but his smile radiated a confidence that made you feel safe. His muscle-bound arms in his polo caused a little sigh to escape your lips as your eyes traced the rest of his figure. 

“Do we…have to do a chant or something?”

You glanced at Eddie completely confused until he gestured towards the front door. 

“Oh, fuck, right. I’m sorry. My head is just…” You clumsily turn your key in the lock and allow them entry into your home. 

“Wow. This place is really nice.”

“Uh, thank you. My fiancé, well ex-fiancé, and I wanted a bigger place closer to the city since we both worked over here. Do you…would you guys like something to drink?”

“No, thank you. We appreciate the offer.” Steve smiles in your direction making your knees a bit weak. “You can have something though if you want.”

“Thanks? I mean with it being my apartment and all.”

“Ah, there’s that sass I was waiting for.” Eddie flashes you a tooth filled grin.

After pouring yourself the strongest drink you could find, you watched them set up near your living room. Your eyes continued to rake over them as they exchanged small talk with each other, allowing you some space to get more comfortable with their presence.

The phone ringing startled you as you turned to give it your attention. Before you could pick it up it routed to the voicemail and Tony’s voice flowed through. 

“Y/N? Babe, are you there? Please, I just want to talk.” Your eyes fluttered shut as you listened to his excuses. You hated being alone and this gigantic apartment was just another reminder that he wasn’t by your side anymore. You missed Tony terribly but no one in the world had ever hurt you as badly as he had. “…I swear to God, she meant nothing to me. I’m just a fucking idiot.”

Feeling a sudden warmth, you opened your eyes to meet Eddie’s as he towered over you. You glanced at Steve whose own face reflected the same sympathy as his friend. 

“…I felt so fucking lonely, Y/N. You were always at work and I felt like you never had time for me. Baby, I know what it’s like to sit in that apartment all by yourself, hurting. Please just talk to me—”

“Hey. Just so you’re aware you are a fucking idiot. She’s not sitting here alone crying her eyes out over some asshole who broke her heart. Y/N has moved on and you should to. Stop calling.”

After hanging up the phone, the metalhead turned to face you again. “I hope that was ok.”

Before you could stop yourself, you wrapped your arms around his waist, clinging to him as you sighed into his chest. His arms gradually came down to hold you to him as his cheek rested on your head. 

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure. I’m not going to lie, Stevie, we may want to reconsider taking a payment in a hug because this is quite comfortable.”

They both laugh as you pull away and smile at them. 

“We’re ready whenever you are, honey.”, Steve grins as he points towards their makeshift table.

#########

Your eyes remain glued in front of you as you listen to Eddie move about the apartment. 

“Y/N.”, Steve whispers from behind you as his breath warms your ear. “Remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. We can just talk if you want or we can even leave. No hard feelings. We understand how uncomfortable this situation can be especially since you don’t know us but that makes it a little bit freeing to.”

“Can, um, can I ask you for a favor?” You softly smile when you turn to look at him and he nods. “Can you…take off my clothes? I-I-I don’t think I…”, you ask, stuttering through your nerves. 

“Yeah. Yeah, of course I can. Did you want to keep anything on?”

“Is that an option?”, you giggle. 

“Sweetheart, you hold all the power here.” Eddie slides up beside his friend, now jacketless with no shoes. 

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone let alone naked in front of someone. Tony wasn’t lying about that. I’ve always been busy with work and—”

Steve gently places his index finger over your lips. “Nothing that asshole says matters. I don’t care if you were on the moon, he had no right to cheat on you.” His finger glides down from your mouth to your blouse as he begins undoing the buttons while the other man shifts behind you and unclips your skirt. 

Both garments fall effortlessly to the floor as Steve continues watching your face for any signs of hesitation or discomfort. 

“We’re going to do this one at a time, ok? I’m going to take off your bra and then Eddie’s going to remove your panties.”

Once he gets your approval, he leans over your shoulder and begins unhooking your bra from your body. You don’t know if it’s because he’s being so sweet or if it’s because his strong cologne wafts into your nostrils but something inside of you causes you to turn and softly kiss his cheek. 

Steve pulls back slightly, looking through your eyes till a small smile flickers across his lips. He and his friend had been doing this for a while but not one of them had been as tender at you had just been. He knew there was something different about you when he spoke to you on the phone and he knew Eddie felt it to when the metalhead completely turned off his music to talk to you. 

He hoped he wasn’t misreading things and took a leap of faith as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead before tossing your bra near the rest of your clothes.

Strong hands on your waist turned you so you were now facing Eddie as he sunk down on his heels, dipping his fingers under the waistband of your underwear, and delicately tugged them down your legs. The pads of his digits traced along your skin causing a little shiver to run up your spine. 

“You’re so gorgeous, Y/N.”

“I’m sure you say that to everyone.”

His grin grows as he stands up and looks down at you. “I did have a date with that telemarketer I told you about. Turns out he WAS really good looking.”

Steve smiled behind you when you laughed, gently guiding you towards their table, and helping you up as you lay on your stomach. Folding your arms above you, you rest your head on them like a pillow. The metalhead digs in a bag before kneeling in front of you again till his face was level with your own. 

“Which do you like better?” He holds up bottles to your nose and you point to one that smells like vanilla. 

“What are those?”

“Oil. Steve’s the smell guy and knows how to utilize them better than I do.” He stands up and passes the bottle you chose to his friend. 

“Honey, we’re going to touch you now, alright? It might feel a little weird at first because of the oil but if at any point you get uncomfortable and want to stop or take a break just let us know.”

“Okay.” You close your eyes, unsure of what to prepare for but when a set of hands begins rubbing into you back, you can’t help but let out a soft, low moan. “Shit. I’m—”

“Princess, this is your house. Make all the noise you want to and please don’t be embarrassed.”

“You can also talk to us if you want to. Maybe about things you’re stressed about.”

A second set of hands find your calves and a strong exhale leave your lips. “Honestly, you heard my main bit of stress.”

“Fucker Magee?”, Eddie asks. 

“Yeah.”, you giggle. “Everyone in my life thinks I’m overreacting and I should forgive him.”

“Um, we may not know the whole story but the man you were going to marry cheated on you. I think you’re reacting properly.” Steve’s hands trailed along your spine and back down to your hips. 

“I went to visit him at work and they were fucking in his office. Some pretty, young, big breasted coworker.” 

“What a bitch.” You smiled as Eddie laughed at his own comment, his palms massaging along your thighs and back down to your feet. “For how long?”

“A few months. We…we were supposed to get married next month.”

Fingers came up to firmly knead into your shoulders. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” Steve watched your lips form into a thin line before you pressed your face into your arms. As soon as you felt your emotions were in check, you turned your head back to the side. 

“That feels good actually.”

“Did you think the massage business part was just for show?”, Steve laughed.

“I mean… I don’t know. I don’t want to be rude.”

“Said the girl who called me an asshole.”

“To be fair, you were being one.” It feels almost on purpose when Eddie’s fingers slide up between your thighs just barely near your core before sliding back down your legs.

“You’re not wrong, sweetheart.”

Steve’s own hands glide up your sides, grazing the sides of your breasts before looping back around to your shoulder blades.  

“I hope I’m not being too forward but you have a beautiful body.”

“No, you’re not being too…thank you. Um, you-you can go a little higher if you want.”

“Who are you talking to, honey? Me or Ed?”

“Eddie… You can go higher to. If you want to…”

The hands on your back lifted off you as Steve came around to kneel in front of you on his heels. “How about we take it slow, huh? One thing at a time.” His palm petted your head as he moved the hair back from your face. You let out a little gasp when you felt the metalhead’s fingers slide between your folds. “Are you okay?”

You nodded as you bit your bottom lip, lifting one of your legs up the table to allow him more accesses. This man felt like a master with his fingers as he rubbed circles slowly into your clit.

“Pl-please.”, you whine. 

“Please what, Y/N? What do you need?

“Can…can I turn around? On my back.”

“Of course, pretty girl. Whatever you want.”

They patient waited for you to roll over before Eddie placed his thumb back on your nub. You watched with heavy, lust driven eyes as he stuck two of his fingers into his mouth, coating them with his saliva, and sliding them into your sex. 

“Oh wow, princess. You’re tight.” He exhaled, trying to hide the little moan that wanted to be heard. 

Steve stood back up to his full height, coming around to stand behind your head as he reached down and ran his hands over your tits, massaging them gently but firmly. 

“F-fuck.”, you whimpered. As your back arched, you could help but notice the bulge in his pants. When you tried to touch it with your palm, he jumped back like you startled him. 

“Hey. Um, you…you don’t have to do that, honey. We’re here for you.”

“You don’t want me to feel you?”

Your voice sounded so small; Steve felt his cock twitch. “I…I do…I just…you don’t have to.”

Grabbing his shirt, you yanked his lips to yours. The combination of man and mint on his tongue had you clenching tighter around the other boy’s fingers making him groan, this time much louder than before. 

“I want to.” You slid further up the table, allowing your head to hang a bit over the edge, licking your lips as the man pulls down his shorts just enough for his dick to spring free. “Jesus. I’ve never had anyone as big as you are before.”

He smirks as he subtly chuckles. “You can’t say things like that or else I’m going to cum before you even touch me.”

Your tiny hand reaches for him as he steps closer, mewling when your tongue runs along his tip. You don’t see it but the men give each other a cursory glance. This is a little out of bounds for them in the sense of they rarely ever have the women they massage service them in this way and on the off chance a client does it’s usually during the second part when they are alone with one of them in the bedroom. 

Steve continues to be gentle with you as he runs his fingers through your hair when you wrap your lips around his hard, now throbbing length. Eddie thrusts his fingers into you at a faster pace and your moans vibrate through to the boy in your mouth. 

“Goddamn, Y/N. Your mouth feels so good. Your ex is a fucking idiot.”

They both take note of your reaction, your head bobbing faster as your pussy clenches again. 

“He really is, sweetheart. Makes me want to call him back and curse that fucker out.”

Tugging your head back, you continue to pump him with your fist as your hips began to grind up into the metalhead’s hand.

“Fuck, I’m…”

“That’s it, beautiful girl. Just let go. It’s okay.” Eddie pressed the heel of his palm against your clit as he moves his fingers move at a quicker pace. The sound of your slick fills the room and after a few moments your body trembles as you cum. “Good girl. Coming like that. Geez, I’m so fucking hard right now.”

Abruptly, you sit up and grab the back of the man’s neck as you bring his lips to yours. After your release, your kisses were much hungrier and you reveled in the taste him as your hands shot down to fumble with his jeans. 

“Wait…are you sure…you don’t want Steve.”, he asks between kisses. “You’ve kinda…got him…all riled up.”

“Want both.”

Eddie froze as he pulled his head back. When you tried to chase his lips, his palms gripped either side of your face forcing you to focus. 

“Hey, you don’t have to do that.”

“Want to.” You tried to lurch forward again but he was much stronger than you, holding you in place. 

“Y/N, princess, come down from cloud 9 and really think about what you’re asking for.”

You couldn’t control the annoyed exhale or tone as your eyes met his. “Am I not allowed? I can pay you more.”

“It’s not about the money. We—”, Steve began before you cut him off.

“Want me to be comfortable. I know! I know what I’m asking for. Now, do you want to fuck me or not!?”

Ringed fingers snaked into your hair and firmly pulled it back. Something changed in Eddie’s eyes; a look he saved for partners he had in his own bedroom. 

“Control the attitude, Y/N.”, he growled. “Listen to what he’s saying. It’s not about the money and it’s not about getting off. It’s not fun for anyone here if you wake up in the morning with regret. And while this little session here IS all about you, don’t forget we’re people to. We’ve been doing this for years and no one has ever asked to take us both one right after the other.”

“I’m not asking for that either. I want you both…at the same time.” They look at each other again, unsure of what to do or say. Your hand reaches out to turn his attention back to you as you lean your forehead on his. “Please, Eddie. I know what I’m asking for. I need it. I need you both. Please, please, please.” As you keep repeating your last word, you manage to fully unbutton his jeans, glide your hand through the waistband of his boxers, and rub your palm against his cock.

His jaw falls open as your lips trail down his neck.

“I mean…if she thinks she can handle it.” 

Eddie growled again with more vigor as he lifted you into his arms and carried you to your bedroom with Steve in tow. After tossing you onto the bed, he tore off his shirt, and you marveled at his tattoos, crawling on your knees till you were in front of him again. His hands laced in your hair as your tongue descended down his chest, stopping just above his waistline to allow him to shuffle out of his pants. 

The bed dipped behind you, suddenly feeling strong palms grip your hips and lift them a bit higher into the air. Steve’s own tongue licked a long stripe through your folds causing your body to shudder pleasantly at the feeling. Eddie held the base of his cock, allowing the tip to brush against your lips. 

You opened your mouth for him and he wasted no time pushing through, groaning when your warm saliva began coating him. The metalhead was much thicker than his friend and at times you struggled to take him, gagging around his dick as he occasionally hit the back of your throat. 

The strong vibrations of your moans as Steve latched his mouth to your clit had Eddie’s own eyes rolling back as he held on to your hair tighter trying to control himself from just face fucking you till he came.

You weren’t sure if it was on purpose or not but both men were still massaging you with their palms, Steve especially. His hands rubbed and caressed firmly up your lower back, around to your stomach, and down to your thighs as his tongue flicked against your bundle of nerves. While one of Eddie’s hands remained in your hair, the other ran between your shoulder blades and around to your front to knead your breasts adding to your high. 

Your mouth came off the boy in front of you with a pop as drool dangled from your lips. 

“Yes, Steve. Please, you’re going to make me cum.”

You practically screamed as he pressed his mouth further into your core, sucking and licking until you felt the coil snap as you came. Your upper half fell flat against the mattress as you panted, smiling softly as your body continued to twitch. 

Eddie’s fingers left your hair and moved to your shoulders as he lifted you back up to your knees so he could see your face. 

“This is the last time I’m going to ask, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, Eddie, I’m sure I want you both inside of me.”

His head tilts to the side at your answer, mostly because it was said correctly, or at least how he liked his questions answered. He wondered if there was a submissive side of you that enjoyed it a bit rougher like they did. Both men NEVER brought that into the bedroom with a client and most of the time none of the women they were with never asked. 

You weren’t asking either but he imagined, like they did, that was something personal for you so you saved it for the man you were dating or intimate with. 

Eddie shook the thoughts from his head as his hand laced around your neck and brought your lips to his again. 

“Seriously, your fiancé is so fucking stupid to let you go.”

You smiled up at him and wrapped your arms around his waist as you yanked him closer to you for a hug. He could get used to this. 

“Have you ever done this before?”, Steve asked.

“This exactly, no. Have I ever done anal before? A couple of times. You may need to go a bit slow at first especially since…um…I’ve never had a man, men, as big or thick like you guys.”

You giggle when the boy exhaled again, grabbing your waist, and falling on to the bed with you on top of him. “You have to stop saying things like that. You’re going to kill me!”  

“What, do you want me to lie? ‘Oh Daddy. Your cock is average size and will definitely not split me in half.’” Your giggle turned into a full-blown laugh until you notice he had a funny little look on his face. “I’m sorry. Did I say something wrong? I was just—”

Steve leans up, cutting you off with a passionate kiss. “You’re an interesting woman. Eddie’s right. I seriously don’t understand why anyone would cheat on you. If you were mine, I don’t think I’d ever leave your side.”

“Aw…that’s creepy.”, you playfully smiled.

On impulse, he smacked your ass. They never did that first. Sometime a client would ask for a light spank but he just delivered you one he’s only given to bratty girls in his bedroom. He didn’t mean to but something about you made him comfortable.

“Shit. I…I’m sorry.” 

You shook your head, dismissing his apology as you kissed him again. Eddie reached over your shoulder to hand his friend a condom and they both hastily tore into the wrapper before sliding it on. His eyes met yours as he leaned back against your mattress and his hands gripped your waist.

“Whenever you’re ready, honey.”

Nodding, you exhaled the nerves as you tipped forward, and slowly lowered your body to his. You both moaned when his tip breached your entrance and Steve craned his neck to watch himself disappear inside of you inch by inch. 

“Fuck, baby. That’s it. Take your time.”

You heard the metalhead’s heavy breathing behind you as he stroked his cock at the site before him. The sound caused you to clench and a broken mewl left you as you pushed yourself further onto him. 

“Oh my god. You’re so…I can’t…”

His palm glided up your sides to caress your cheek. “Yes, you can, Y/N. You’re doing so good taking me already. Do you want some help?”

When you nodded, he firmly took hold of the back your neck and lowered you till your face was hovering over his. His hips thrust up to meet yours and your mouth fell open. 

“That’s it, baby. Good girl. I’m going to do it again, ok?” When you nod again, he pumped into you a couple more times till you felt him bottom out. “Good girl. Such a good girl. Jesus, so fucking tight. You feel so good, pretty girl. It’s Eddie’s turn. Let him know when you’re ready.”

After a few moments and subtly thrusts from Steve, you turned towards his friend and gave him the okay.

Hands spread open your ass and you tightened around the other man again when you felt spit hit your asshole and Eddie’s fingers massaging it in. Your body tensed slightly when the tip of his cock rubbed between your cheeks.

“Sweetheart, if at any point you want to stop, I want you to say ‘Red’ for me, alright? Can you tell me what I just said?”

“If…if—fuck—if I want to stop…say ‘red’.”

“Atta girl.”, he praised as he quickly leaned forward to kiss your temple. 

Prepared, Steve’s palms held on to your face as Eddie began to push into your body. Your head started to droop but his grip was stronger than yours. “Y/N, look at me, honey.” When you did what he asked, his thumb extended out to run along your bottom lip. “You’re doing amazing. How do you feel?”

“F-full.” The metalhead licked the pads of his fingers, looping his arm under your body to slowly and softly massage circles into your clit. “Oh my god!”

You tried to collapse against Steve’s chest but he still wouldn’t allow it. 

“Holy shit. Y/N, stop moving.”, he scolded in a firm tone before he realized what headspace he was slipping into and reeling himself back into the present. “Baby, not yet. You…you say you’ve never had anyone as big as us. I-I don’t know about, Ed but I’VE never…had a woman as tight as you.” He flashed you a small smile. “I’m trying so fucking hard not to cum right now.”

Eddie’s hair bobbed behind you and the man knew he was nodding in agreement. 

“You can—mmm—you can talk to me…like you did. I-I-I don’t mind.”

His eyes scanned over your face as your eyes closed. “Hey, I said keep your eyes open, sweet girl.” You purposely ignored him, grinding your hips forward slightly for good defiant measure. Both men grunted at the action but it was Steve who held your face tighter. 

“Look at me, now.” This time you listened. “What did I say, Y/N? Don’t fucking move. You need to be patient, little girl. Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, I understand.” At that moment, the metalhead’s hips finally connected against yours. “You…you both can…move. Please, I need you to move.”

The man underneath you released your face and circled his arms around you as he pressed you to his chest. When they both thrusted into you at the same time, the euphoria you felt was indescribable. It was like they knew exactly what you needed and where they needed to be. Each stroke was strong and precise, hitting every nerve inside of you, and setting your body ablaze. 

“Go-go ahead, princess. You wanted—goddamn—you wanted to move so bad. Take over.” Eddie’s hand came down hard on your behind and you hurriedly (and willingly) did as he commanded. Their grunts and groans drove you crazy, egging you on as you bounced and rolled your hips as fast as you could. The obscene sound of skin hitting skin echoed in your room mixed with your whimpers of pleasure. 

It was almost too overwhelming as the ball in your belly began to wind faster and faster. Steve’s grip moved to your hips as Eddie held on to your shoulders.

“Cum, baby. Let go and cum as hard as you fucking can.”, the man under you whispered into your ear. Your forehead fell into the mattress beside his head as they both pounded into you. Their rhythm changed as they slowed, punching the air from your lungs as white blurs your vision. You scream into the bed below you as they fuck you through it, Steve lifting his hand to run his fingers through your hair.

“That’s it. Good-good fucking girl. Taking us both so well.” Eddie tilted forward, placing sloppy, wet kisses against your back as he rolled his hips. He soon followed after you, grunting loudly as he spilled into the condom. Steve, unable to hold back any longer, came as well, smacking his hips against yours and using you to milk himself dry.

#########

Eddie’s eyes blink open as his watch beeps signaling midnight. His eyes take a quick scan of the area, realizing they were still in your apartment. He and Steve were tucked under your sheets but you weren’t between them. 

“Steven.” The metalhead reached over to shake his friend’s shoulder. “Steve, wake up.”

“Huh? Wha?”

“Oh my god, you idiot. Steve. WAKE. UP.” Between each word, he firmly punched his arm causing the other man to grumble in anger.

“What?! Why are you in my room?”

“Oh, you know. I thought I could just use a nice Harrington cuddle. WE AREN’T AT HOME!”, he hisses. 

Steve rubs his eyes before Eddie’s words sink in and he bolts up right. “Shit. We fell asleep.”

“You don’t say.”

“Shut the fuck up, Munson. Where is she?”

As he shrugs, they both jump out of bed. Steve finds his clothes on the floor but the other boy struggles to find his. 

“I know I took them off here.”

“You did.” They both jump at the sound of your voice. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I woke up before you and noticed your clothes had oil on them from when you picked me up so I washed them for you.”, you softly smiled as you handed Eddie his jeans and shirt.

“Um, thank you. You…you didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s no problem. I was hungry to I heated up some left-over pizza if you want some.”

Their eyes scanned over you as you leaned in the doorframe with a mug in your hand. You had changed into an oversized shirt with a metal band that Eddie definitely knew and some sleep shorts. Your hair was a little frayed but to both of them you looked like an angel. 

“I mean, you don’t have to. I don’t really know what the protocol is or how this works.”

“Well, to be fair, I’m not sure if you noticed but this whole thing was a bit off script for what we normally do.”, Steve grins as he nervously chuckles. He has no idea what they are supposed to do either.

You silently nodded before turning and heading back out to the kitchen as they follow behind. 

“How, uh, how are you feeling?”, Eddie asks. 

“Calm. Oddly relaxed. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve felt like this since before I got in engaged.” You hop up onto the counter before meeting their gaze. “Thank you.”

They smile as Steve heads for where their things were as Eddie grabs a slice of pizza. “I made some coffee to if you want some.”

“Did you put our table and all that way?”

“Oh, yeah. I cleaned it to. I’m not sure if you’re supposed to use a certain type of cleaner but I just used my 409. I folded it and placed it by the door with your bags. I, um, I wasn’t sure if when you woke up you’d…want to make a quick getaway.”

They exchanged a look as your head hung. 

“Why do you think we would want to do that?” When you shrug at Eddie’s question, he saunters casually over to you and lifts your chin with his fingers. “Let me rephrase. Is that what you want us to do?”

“Do you want us to leave?”, Steve reiterated. 

“Like I said, I don’t know…how this works…”

“That’s not what I asked, Y/N.”

“No…I don’t want you to leave.”

They both grin at your answer. “We don’t want to leave either.”

Eddie starts to giggle through his teeth as he jumps on the counter beside you. 

“What’s so funny, Munson?”, Steve asks as he comes to lean on the counter across from you both. 

The metalhead intertwines his fingers with yours and you lean your head on his shoulder. 

“Nothing. Just…this gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘happy ending’.”

[underachievers-please-try-harder]

Track of the day // Debby Friday - I Got It feat. Uña

From the album Good Luck, out March 24th via Sub Pop.

[lostcontrolfreak]

Story Index

Here, for easy reference, are links to all of my longer posts, with the approximate word count and relevant tags for each.

BTW, if anyone feels like encouraging me to write more by tipping a couple bucks, my CashApp is: $DarrenLCF

A Shared Revelation (1,800 wds) #femdom #bathroom-control #exposure

Awakened by Alexandria (2,200 wds) #adult-babysitter #bedwetting

Beach House Escape (1,000 wds) #fear-wetting #mutual-wetting #intimidation

Office Gossip (7,000 wds) #femdom #public-wetting #diaper-humiliation

Alone on the Train (Follower request) (5,000 wds) #fear-wetting #voyeurism #intimidation

How My Girlfriend Broke Me (2,100 wds) #fear-wetting #intimidation

When Debby Feigns Disinterest (2,700 wds) #date #public-wetting #prejac

Work/Wife Balance (7,000 wds) #femdom #public-wetting #spanking

Competing for Dominance (1,900 wds) #holding-contest #mutual-wetting #switching

My Stepsister's Intimidating Friends (2,800 wds) #voyeurism #bullying #intimidation

Rest Stop, Wet Spot (3,300 wds) #car-desperation #public-wetting #prejac

Nervous Approach (3,700 wds) #intimidation #public-wetting

Marketing Pitch (1,600 wds) #femdom #bullying #forced-wetting

Pooling (1,000 wds) #leaking #public-wetting #concealment

Upstairs Dommes (1,500 wds) #femdom #intimidation

Kat's Conditions (3,400 wds) #school #bullying #bedwetting #diaper-humiliation

Private Reading (2,000 wds) #school #bullying #exposure #bedwetting

Without Permission (2,000 wds) #voyeurism #intimidation #switching #diaper-humiliation

When the Wife's Away, Part 1 (3,000 wds) #babysitter #femdom

When the Wife's Away, Part 2 (5,000 wds) #babysitter #femdom #spanking

Alleyway Stakeout (1,400 wds) #public #discipline #MOMMIDOM

The Plumber is a Girl?! (8,700 words) #shyness #intimidation #holding

Who's Embarrassed Now? (4,900 wds) #role-reversal #switching #dom-sub-relationship #diaper #public-wetting

Celebrity Waitress Causes a Splash (1,100 wds) #intimidation #public-wetting #celebrities #fake-news

After the Confession (2,500 wds) #adult-babysitter #bedwetting #femdom #diapers #ageplay

Continuing Education (1,500 wds) #intimidation #bullying #femdom #lesbian-cuckolding

Could've Been Worse (Based on a poster's anecdote) (1,000 wds)

Darren Doll (7,300 wds) #feminization #sissy #bullying #femdom #school-wetting

Coming Soon: Shy Teddy, a novel, or series of novelettes, featuring age regression, wetting, messing, humiliation, bullying, and female-led relationships.

[rcmndedlisten]

Recommended Album: DEBBY FRIDAY - ‘GOOD LUCK’

Some artists strive to tap into a specific late night energy born on dance floors and in the dark of the club with their music, hoping to transport listeners with them. DEBBY FRIDAY, in all her enigmatic experimental electronic form, goes one step further and asks: What’s on the other side of that darkness? GOOD LUCK, the debut full-length from the Canadian-by-way-of-Nigerian artist, confidently smashes through club doors and pulls you into parts unknown within the self that are equal parts seductive as they are wicked. The energy she uncovers on the other side may use electronic music as its portal of entry, but unlocks something entirely alternative to that from within, seeing its way through like a hall of mirrors in sounds warped by reflective emotions. At her most brash, FRIDAY conjures forces that are menacingly confident in a clash of industrial and hyper-trance of IDM hedonism. At her most vulnerable, she’s flirtatiously swirling around the drain of a mercurial gothic R&B pool. The album's closer, “WAKE UP”, is a collision of haze and glitched out noise, sucking you back into the light of reality. It's a freakish and boundless altered zone, and what you experience within DEBBY FRIDAY’s realm is what you take back into the world to make any minute feel as alive as those fleeting late night thrills.

Highlights: “SO HARD TO TELL”, “WHAT A MAN”, “SAFE”

GOOD LUCK by DEBBY FRIDAY

DEBBY FRIDAY’s GOOD LUCK is available now on Sub Pop. Buy | Stream

[sapphicforsarahh]

best hands i've ever seen

ship: loubbie x fem!reader

word count: 800+

warnings: dom!loubbie x sub!reader, no smut (yet), dom and sub themes, sexting

synopsis: debbie and lou are looking for a new crew mate for the newest heist plan, that's when you catch their eye.

A/N: let me know what you think of this and whether you'd like a second part!

"Deb, I'm telling you, this girl has some of the best hands I've seen," she whispers to her wife. Both of them watch as you perform magic tricks to people who are stupid enough to fall for them. "Look, watch this," Lou leans forwards from her chair and watches you attentively. Your hands cleverly moved to show the participants correct cards. As they looked at their friends in shock and awe, you confidently slip the gold engagement ring, decorated with a diamond, off this woman's finger and secretively slip it into your pocket, without a single one of them realising.

"Not too bad," Debbie agrees and Lou smirks in return. "A pretty girl too," Lou adds, Debbie hums in agreement. After the bystanders had walked off, it was just you left with Debbie and Lou in the distance. "What do you say Deb?", Lou tries to convince Debbie to consider you, knowing their could be other benefits of having you on the team. "Sure," Debbie says a bit more easily than Lou would've thought. Without another word, Debbie stands up, Lou quick to follow her and the couple begin to approach you.

You're sitting on your bucket, counting your previously 'earned' dollars when you hear an Australian voice grab your attention. "Hey, can I hel-", you look up to see the older couple. Jesus, were they beautiful. All the thoughts in your head disappeared and you somehow managed to mumble out, "is there anything I can do for you ladies?". Debbie chuckles out, "we've got a charmer here."

One of the women stood with a dark, grey trench coat that pretty much hid her entirely black outfit, but still managed for her stiletto heels to stick out. The other, a blonde, stood taller with a sophisticated yet sexy leopard print coat. The dark, green lapels of her blazer were peeking through and you noticed her chest and hands were complimented by stacks of jewellery, most likely 24 carat gold.

"Me and my wife here noticed how skillful you are with your hands," Debbie started, taking off her shades and looking down at you with alluring deep, brown eyes. "We were wondering, if you could help us with something?" Lou added, also taking off her sunglasses, her eyes juxtaposed with her wife, as she met your gaze with light, blue ones.

You clear your throat with anxiousness, wondering what these women had proposed to you. "Uh, what is it?", you finally plucked up the courage to ask. "Come with us sweetheart, we'll explain everything," Lou said, placing her fingertips on your chin, making the power dynamic even greater.

You nod obediently, not wanting to upset these clearly powerful women. Debbie and Lou stand to the side whilst they watch you collect your things. "She's obedient isn't she," Lou chuckled, grabbing onto the lower of her wife's back. "Always a good thing, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Debbie looks at her wife with a raised brow, knowing her full intentions with this girl. As Lou was going to answer, you walked over with your bag on your back and ready to follow these women to wherever they were taking you.

"Let's get going, I bet you're eager to find out what we want, aren't you sweet girl?", Lou teases, walking forward and placing her hand on your back. "Yeah," you managed to squeak out, before the the two women pushed you into the taxi. Debbie sat in the front, whilst Lou got in the back with you. You tried to distract yourself by looking outside the window but you just couldn't concentrate on anything else apart from the insanely good-looking blonde next to you. Finally, you decide to stare at your feet and choose that as the safest option. The sound of Lou's ruffling coat caught your attention but you didn't look up. She took her phone from her pocket and looked at the notification from Debbie.

| Debbie: finish what you were going to say earlier love x.

You silently watch Lou smirk and quickly text back:

| Lou: i was going to say she’d be a good toy x.

she listened to every word we said without questioning it, we could break her in no time x.

Your eyes widened in shock at how these two women were talking about you. I mean would you really want that? Maybe you would!

| Debbie: good call baby, we'll discuss when we're back home x speaking of, i need you to take care of me once we're back i need you so badly honey x

You really try hard to hold back any reaction to the obvious sexting that's occurring in the back of this taxi, and it must've worked because all you hear is a small groan from Lou before she put her phone away.

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[doshiart]

🖤weekly tag wednesday🖤

hi hi hiiii, i've been away for a while, but i'm back. thank you @jrooc for tagging me <3

and while i'm writing this, thanks also for the tags @creepkinginc and @energievie <33

how did you get into the fandom? 

i'd watched the show and then gone to read a fics. then i was overwhelmed and drew a couple drawings and posted it everywhere, but it was here that it found a greater reaction (thank you ♡)

how long have you been here?

half a year? it seems like it was just yesterday

what’s the first fandom channel you found? (Youtube, Reddit, Tumblr, Insta, Twitter, FB, other?)

gallavich scenes on youtube

what’s your favourite now? 

tumblr. this is a very comfort place

which mutual have you known the longest in the fandom?

@suzy-queued hiii Deena!! 🐈🖤 that was the first person i met here because i was obsessed too much with her works

which tumblerino’s did you have your first fandom crush(es) on and wanted to get to know?

first first crushes were @suzy-queued and @heymacy

everyone here is so unique and interesting, i love y'all. and you're all superstars for me

first Gallavich fan fic you read (or that blew you away that you remember)

Inside This Room for Two by grayola

first soulmate AU - Is There Somewhere by andchaos

first AU that blew me - These Foolish Games by Suzy_Queue

Under Lock and Key by Suzy_Queue - and then i showed up here with a fanart

first fan art that blew your mind? 

arts by @gallavichonly

fanfic trope that you were sure wasn’t for you but now you low key (or high key) love?

it's a hard question. i don't like a/b/o but i have a few fics that i liked by Ravenheart. i don't like dom/sub play, but i also have one that i liked (The Menagerie by @crossmydna)

and i didn't realize how much i like slowburns (too much)

what surprised you most about this fandom?

what jess said. there are so many awesome people here

moment in the show (or YT vids if you’re one of those) that you fell in hyperfixation with Gallavich?

Mickey Watching Over Ian [S04E07]

i am really hyperfixated

Ian or Mickey?

mickean.

which Gallagher or Milkovich are you? 

something between Debbie and Sandy, Mickey and Ian... i'm always a pairing kid

tagging: @lee-ow @deathclassic @suzy-queued @mybrainismelted @gallapiech

@michellemisfit @mickeym4ndy @burninface @spookygingerr

@roryonic @mickittotheman @francesrose3 @sickness-health-all-that-shit @heymacy

@stocious @too-schoolforcool @lingy910y @thepupperino @blue-disco-lights

@sgtmickeyslaughter @crossmydna @jademickian @ms-moonlight-inn