#tmr imagine smut

[wife-of-all-dilfs]

could we get some gally headcannons please?👀

Whatever you want to write🩷

Thank you ❤️

gally in a relationship headcanons

masterlist

finally some gally love <3 idc what anyone says, his eyebrows are beautiful. NSFW BELOW.

the glade

enemies to lovers type shit. i'm talking y'all would go as far as avoiding meal times just to avoid seeing each other.

he'd always be staring at you—from across the glade, through the bonfire, literally all the time.

sooo many interactions would end with y'all being up in each other's faces and throwing petty insults.

you'd slap him if he says anything that borders on sexism. he eventually learns what's what.

'there's a thin line between love and hate'.

other gladers would get so annoyed by how much he talks about you. his favourite excuse: "she just pisses me off so much".

but there's no excuse for jerking off to the thought of you late at night.

honestly, he would probably realise he likes you when you scull his secret recipe drink in front of him.

he'd ignore his feelings until you're the only thing on his mind and it infuriates him so fucking much.

you would be arguing one time and then suddenly he kisses you. the kiss would be aggressive, heated, and most likely up against a tree or hut.

suprisingly, his confession after would be very vulnerable and tender.

everyone is confused the next day when you're practically glued to each other's sides

gally would be very protective and borderline possessive. he'd hate it whenever other guys stare or talk about you.

would probably end up in a fistfight over it.

he'd be a rough/passionate kisser.

he'd be very into thighs. his hands are big and calloused so he'd enjoy wrapping them around the plush of your thighs, kneading the soft warm skin in his hand.

despite his gruff and harsh demeanour, he would always hold/touch you with utmost delicateness, apart from heated moments.

guards you whenever you shower.

would break so many rules for you. reluctantly, of course.

y'all know the term 'sleeper build'? that's gally. he might not seem extremely muscly at first glance, but once he starts heavy-lifting and building, his arms are legit bulging.

your first time together wouldn't be too great, but once you practice more, it gets good. like, really good.

love love loves receiving but also thoroughly enjoys making you come and knowing only he can do it.

his favourite sex position would be holding you up against a wall. he likes feeling strong.

arguments would almost always end with him taking you into the forest and fucking you against a tree.

when he gets stung, he would probably fight through the changing to tell you he loves you one last time before getting speared. oop.

the last city

when y'all reunite, you'd both collapse to the floor in each other's arms kissing and crying which surprises you. the gally you knew was not a crier or favoured public affection.

gally changed a lot since you last saw him, emotionally and physically. he is taller, more muscular, and has a more level-headed and calmer attitude.

he'd be more emotionally available and willing to be open and vulnerable with you.

the first thing y'all do when you're alone is have sex. and he even fucks differently.

the better wording would be 'make love' instead of 'fuck'.

he is much more gentle and loving and focuses on your needs wayyy more than his own. he couldn't believe how aggressive he previously was with you, how selfish he was.

he would worship your body and show you how much you really mean to him.

you would make him leave his mask on one time while y'all fuck. its hot af.

would always be touching you—an arm wrapped around your waist, holding your hand, your thighs, etc.

the hugs, man. he'd literally pick you up and engulf you in his arms. all the time. this mf had a severe epiphany and realised his love language was touch.

would always be complimenting you. "you're beautiful, you know that?", "god, you're a fucking angel.", etc

wouldn't get mad if other guys talked to or stared at you anymore. he would probably joke about it with them instead.

well, maybe he would be a little aggressive.

"yeah, ha-ha, careful or i'll throw you to the cranks".

trusts you to be able to take care of yourself but is still a major worrier, especially during the war within the city.

after arriving at the safe haven, he would build a house for you. you would enjoy watching him because, well... muscles.

all in all, gally would be an extremely different man compared to the one you first met, making your love for him stronger than it had ever been.

[kazmyass]

hey! i just came over from tiktok, could you possibly do a gally x reader where he tries to act tough around all of the guys but (y/n) starts teasing about how sweet he actually is and he has to try and defend himself but gets all flustered over it, but can’t get mad at (y/n) cause he’s got that fat crush on her? (fem pronouns possibly please?)

Not So Tough

Pairing: Gally x fem!reader

Description: Gally has a hard exterior, but secretly melts when y/n is around.

Warnings: smooching, glade slang, idk just a lot of fluff, gally being a bit of a jerk

Words: 651

Prompt: Grumpy x Sunshine Trope

A/N: It lowkey ends kinda abruptly but OH WELL HERE YA GO

“Gally, would you please stop yelling at the rest of the builders and actually start building?” Newt called from the gardens.

“No can do, I gotta make sure everyone stays in line, that’s why you put me in charge of the builders, remember?” Gally called back, yelping soon after when one of the newer gladers dropped a piece of wood on his head. “You shank! Look what you’ve done! Dropping klunk all over the place, you should be sent to the slammer!”

“Gally, is that really any way to talk to the new guy?” Y/n jogged up to Gally from the med-jack hut where she was just supervising Clint and Jeff. Y/n was somewhat of a floater when it came to jobs. When they were testing what jobs she was good at, she was nearly good at every single one. Well, except for the slicers. Poor Winston nearly scared the girl half to death when he first came out with a machete.

“I uh- Well he dripped- I mean dropped that shucking piece of wood on me an-” Gally stammered.

“Gally, c’mon give the guy a break, he’s only been here a week,” Y/n said with a soft smile.

“Look, I’m just trying to do my job, gotta make sure everything gets done, right?” Gally said, seeming to regain his composure.

“And it will get done, you can just be a little nicer about it through,” Y/n said, placing a hand on Gally’s arm and running her fingers down his bicep.

Gally blushed. Y/n was playing him like a fiddle and she knew damn well what she was doing.

“I’ll see you at supper?” Y/n said.

“You know you’re the only one that calls it that, right? It’s dinner,” Gally snorted.

“Oh shut it, you know you love me,” Y/n said before turning over her shoulder and walking away, not before giving Gally one last smile. Gally stood there for a moment, not sure what to do with himself.

“Oi, Gally, what were you saying about making sure things get done?” Newt called, snickering to Alby.

“Oh slim it,” Gally growled. “No- you can’t hammer that in, there’s not a screw to hold it together!” He turned his attention to the Greenie.

___

“Hey big guy, not interested in tackling anyone to the ground tonight?” Y/n’s voice came from above Gally.

“No, not tonight, gonna try to go to sleep early,” Gally said, getting up and trying his best to avoid y/n. But before he could leave, y/n grabbed his wrist.

“Wait- did today really bother you?” She asked, furrowing her brow.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gally broke away from her grip and tried to escape again, but she was too quick for him. She grabbed his arm again.

“You know what I’m talking about. I didn’t think it would bother you, I thought you would actually like it, y’know considering I was flirting with you.” Gally’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

“Oh my god,” Y/n laughed. “Wasn’t it obvious?”

“Kinda hard to pay attention to that when things need to get done,” Gally cleared his throat, trying his hardest to hide the smile that was forming on his face.

“Oh don’t act like you weren’t blushing the whole time you- oh my god you’re even blushing right now!” She laughed.

“Shh, no I’m not,” Gally smiled back at her, the blush returning to his cheeks.

“You are! Gally’s blushing! Gally’s blu-” Y/n called when she was cut off.

Gally’s lips crashed into hers as his hand moved to her cheeks. Y/n closed her eyes and sunk into the kiss, bringing her arms around his neck. When Gally pulled away first, y/n smiled.

“What was that for?” She breathed.

“To shut you up,” Gally smiled. He looked to her lips and back to her eyes. “And also because I’ve wanted to do that for a while.”

[fannyspammy]

Third Row Back

Minho x Reader

Summary: Minho & y/n get freaky during a celebration (+ a little Newt x y/n tease)

Warnings: PWP, public sex, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (cuz y’all know Minho would have one), exhibitionism/voyeurism

A/N: writing for minho made me miss my fav sassy glader so here is smt spicy with him. also y/n is a freak. that is it.

[not my gif]

It was dark apart from the warm glow of the bonfire, and even that illuminated only so much. By the third row of logs, you’d barely be visible— those sitting in the front row would get all the light. Which was perfect for what Minho had planned for y/n.

Y/n sat comfortably between his legs in that convenient third row, his arms wrapped tightly around her. His fingers played with the hem of her short skirt, one she’d made herself for occasions such as this.

Minho whispered against her neck, “I love this skirt on you. You should wear it more.”

Y/n laughed. “You want me to wear this around the Glade while you’re off running around the maze all day?”

“Okay, maybe not.” He planted a kiss on her neck. “You cold, babe?” Minho asked in her ear.

Before even hearing y/n’s response he reached into a bag he’d placed behind him, pulling out a large blanket. The blanket could easily fit three under it, so it wrapped around them no problem, a good portion of it dragging onto the ground.

The first round of Gally’s brew came around, and soon all the other Gladers were drunk. Soon everyone was inebriated, & wrestling matches began in the firelight. Minho saw his opportunity.

He placed wet, open kisses on y/n’s neck, and she threw her head back to give more access. Sucking on her sweet spot, he took both breasts into his hands and massaged them gently, playing with her nipples every so often.

Y/n bit her lip to stifle her moans. “Minho, everyone is around.”

“Don’t worry babe, it’s so dark you can barely see us back here, everyone is drunk & focused on what’s happening around the fire, & you’re fully covered by the blanket.” He bit down on her skin and sucked hard.

“You thought this through, didn’t you?”

“Of course,” he smirked against the bruise that was forming where he sucked her.

Minho slid his hands down her abdomen to her core. With one hand he parted her folds to give more access to her clit, and with the other he began to stroke slowly, softly touching the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Y/n’s breath hitched at the sensation, the feel of his touch amidst the party almost overwhelming her senses.

The boy slowly dragged his finger lower, dipping slightly into her entrance. Y/n felt his cock harden against her lower back as he felt how wet she already was for him.

“Turn to me,” he commanded.

Y/n obeyed, turning her head to meet his. He enveloped her in a passionate kiss, tongues wrestling for dominance. His fingers continued their work on her clit, rubbing firmly, and y/n moaned into the kiss, doing her best to keep her volume at a minimum.

There was a lot of noise around them, with all the shouts & hollers & conversations going on, so she wouldn’t have to be fully silent.

As Minho quickened the pace y/n instinctively opened her legs, hooking them behind his calves. As his access widened, Minho brought his other hand to her soaking entrance, sliding two fingers in with little resistance. Y/n arched her back as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot.

“Mm, Minho,” she whispered, calling his name as loudly as she could without drawing attention.

Pumping in and out of her, y/n rolled her hips lightly against his hands, creating as much friction as she could with little movement.

Y/n laid her head back against his shoulder, panting through the pleasure. She watched the boys dancing by the fire, and the groups having conversations. The thought of any of them catching the graphic scene playing in the shadows at any moment excited her, and she rolled her hips harder.

Panting through light moans, she cried his name again. “Mm, Minho.. oh- yes, yes baby, yes.”

“You’re so fucking hot babe.” Minho added a third finger and rubbed her clit harder. From there it only took about five minutes before y/n came undone. She continued her faint moans as he pleasured her through her high, the blanket beginning to slide down her shoulders.

When she finished she pulled the blanket back up with a satisfied sigh. Minho brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the juice off of them, murmuring about how he loved her taste.

Then, the crowd stood up and gathered tighter around the fire, entranced by an intense wrestling match between the latest greenie & one of the other boys. Y/n saw an opportunity.

She quickly turned herself around so she was straddling Minho, keeping the blanket covering as much as she could. As she undid the button of his pants the boy raised his eyebrows. “What are you doing babe?”

“It’s your turn,” she said simply, freeing his hard cock from his underwear. “They’re all distracted right now. But if they catch us… then they can watch.” She smirked seductively, lowering herself onto his length.

Minho groaned in pleasure as he bottomed out, and y/n wasted no time. She rode him steadily, moaning louder this time, matching the volume of the crowd. Quickening her pace, Minho grabbed her ass to support her, helping her deepen her thrusts.

“Ooh, yes baby, just like that. You ride daddy’s dick so well,” he whispered into her ear, sticking his tongue in afterwards and exploring.

“Ooh M-Minho.. oh, yes.. I love how you feel inside me,” she increased her speed again, squeezing her walls against his length. “Oh, daddy, you feel so good! Mm, I love taking your big, fat cock in my tight pussy.”

Minho began to thrust his hips into her harder, keeping one hand on her lower back and the other on the log to steady himself. He panted his words.

“Yeah? You like that? You like taking daddy’s cock like a good girl?”

The blanket was at their waists now, barely covering where their bodies became one.

“Yes! Oh, yes, daddy, yes! Yes! Yes!”

Y/n came for the second time, and Minho followed shortly after. They rode each other through their highs, calling each other’s names as they did, not even caring who heard them.

She slowly pulled herself off of Minho, a mixture of their juices spilling out of her as she turned around to sit with her back against his chest again.

They scanned the scene. The wrestling match was still going, seemingly at its own climax, and the Gladers cheered as the greenie gained dominance.

So no one saw, y/n thought to herself. She hated to admit it, but a part of her wished someone had.

Then, the fire roared stronger for just a second, and in the flash of light, a couple dozen feet away, in the third row of sitting logs, y/n saw him.

Newt sat alone, eyes closed with head thrown back, vigorously pumping his hard length, his lips parted as he moaned and panted in solitude. She couldn’t him, but she could read her name on his lips.

Y/n.

As he levelled his head his eyes opened & met hers.

She smirked at him knowingly, and then turned to kiss Minho, making sure Newt could see how her tongue slipped into his mouth. Dropping the blanket, y/n palmed Minho through his pants. Y/n continued kissing him with one eye open, only pulling away when she saw Newt finish.

[imjustagirlinthisworlddd]

Hello:))) been reading ur newt hcs and absolutely adored them YOU WRITE HIM SO SWEET. But i was wondering if you would do newt cuddling hcs with a f!reader please? (I haven’t requested for you before so if this isn't the type of thing you do just delete this lol)

thanks<3

hello anon!! i'm happy you like those!! i think that newt is the type of person that treats their s/o gentle !! i hope you like this:))))

Newt who can't keep his hands to himself when you're both cuddling. Newt who would pull you into his chest with your back against him so he can kiss your neck. Newt who would put his arm around your waist just to touch you. Newt who would be crazy and rambles whenever he sees you wear his shirts to cuddle or sleep (and when you ask him why, he says "you look hot- i mean beautiful, wait i didn't mean it like your not hot, cause you are hot, i mean- your hot- wait that's not the point- but you look bloody amazing with my shirt"). Newt who can't sleep without you in his arms. Newt who would be very clingy and glued to you when both of you are alone (he's starved for your attention and affection). Newt who doesn't have a 'favourite cuddle position' but he loves it so much when you rest your head on his chest and just lay there. Newt who runs his fingers through your hair and leave a bunch of kisses all over your face whenever he gets the chance. Newt who sometimes wander his hands underneath your shirt (with consent of course) and he just trace circles all over your skin. Newt who sometimes would just lay in your arms tiredly because he’s exhaused from doing all work, helping around the glade, and having many meetings with Alby and the runners(he's a busy man). Newt who would smell a little more earthy when you guys are cuddling before shower. Newt who prefers to cuddle after shower because he thinks you'll like him more if he smells 'sweet like a candy' when you're both cuddling (he used your soap and shampoo because he said it made him "smell like sweets and vanilla" lol ). Newt who would sleep with you with hardly any space between each other. Newt who loves it when you bury your face in his neck and when you play with his hair. Newt who will always pull you back onto the bed and back into his arms if you try to leave or stop cuddling. ("Newt we have to get up! Alby will be mad at us-" "2 more minutes, please love? i'm sure Alby will be fine without me" "Newt, you said that 20 minutes ago."). Newt who doesn't mind being a big spoon or the little spoon when you're both cuddling. Newt who likes it when his arms are securely around your waist & his face in your hair when he's being the big spoon. Newt's arms will be the place you wake up every morning. Newt who would ask if he can play with your hair every time you're both cuddling (he wants to make sure you're giving him consent even tho you've reassured him that he doesn't need to ask that). Newt who would randomly compliment you when your almost asleep ("your so beautiful. like really bloody beautiful, love"). Newt who would sometimes talk in his sleeps because he gets nightmares when he's cuddling you ("please stay, please. don't go. stay with me." "i'm not going anywhere love"). Newt who would easily get sleepy when you run your hands through his hair. Newt who would fall asleep on top of you, then wakes up only to ask if you're okay, if he made you uncomfortable, and why didn’t you wake him up in his raspy sleepy voice. Newt who would have a staring contest with you and then make stupid faces so you laugh and he wins the contest (later on he tease you about it). Newt who would stay up with you and just have deep conversations as you both cuddle when you can't sleep ("why do people has to lose the person they love first, to realize they're bloody value and worth? doesn't make sense, what do you think?").

I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY MAKING THIS, IT TURNED OUT SO LONGGGG. I'M SORRY IF THIS IS TOO LONG FOR YOU

[inlovewhithafairytale]

Maze Runner x Yn

[voidpetrova]

arrggggsh i know you did thomas smut the other day but what about his actual first time in an established relationship? maybe like he has been waiting for the perfect time because he dosent want to mess anything up because well.. we all know he's probably so inexperienced 😂

thomas fucked you hard, his first time was with you.

you were exhausted. you felt his hands under your ass, feeling the softness of your flesh as he slid himself deeper inside of you. you felt him stiffen inside of you, and then slowly withdraw his cock; sliding it down your legs, back into your cunt. you felt tears spring back to fill your eyes and your cheeks. he stood behind you, holding your shoulders. when he had pulled you close enough, he let his cock rest against your folds, embracing them gently. you felt him get harder as he played with your ass—you felt him rub his cock up and down your pussy a few times before using his cockhead to penetrate for a second time.

as he sank in, pressing harder against you, you felt your cunt squeeze him, the feeling of both of you making a wet sliding noise, then as he drove in to your depths again, it began.

“am i doing this right?” he whispered softly, his hands shaking as he held your hip with one hand, the other brushing your hair down your back gently. you could feel him shaking despite his hard cock burying itself inside you. he couldn't see it, but you smiled. “of course you are, tommy,” your words gave him the benefit of the doubt, offering him comfort as he began to fuck his cock into you once more. he had no experienced, didn't know much. the only thing he knew was that he wanted his first time to be with his girlfriend, and it was.

[the-fiction-witch]

Night Newt

Media TMR Death Cure

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smut

Concept Across the church

Smut Partial & Full Nudity / Stripping / Masturbation / Risk of getting caught / Full sex / Riding/Silent sex / cumming inside

I sat on my small excuse for a bed still nursing my neck, often checking if the bleeding had yet to stop but there was always more on the tissue. I checked again and it was clean enough so I threw it away and started to fix my hair back to normal.

I heard footsteps across the old church floor and I saw it was Newt he came over and smiled 

"Hey I found a couple more blankets" he says offering me one 

"Ohh thanks, newt"

"No worries, try and get some sleep alright love" 

"I'll try" I nodded "Sleep tight newt"

He chuckled a moment "You too" 

He then headed away across the church to the small corner he had proclaimed as his own where his own excuse for a bed sat he threw his blanket on the bed with his other covers ran a hand through his hair and then slipped off the dark red shirt he had been wearing tossing it to a pile in the corner leaving him in his cargo trousers and his long sleeve white shirt now grey from the sweat, dust and dirt of all the time between its last wash and now. He rolled his sleeves up and grabbed his bottle from the side having to crane his head back far to get the last few drops inside it so much so I could watch his Adam's apple Bob as he swallowed before returning the bottle to the side of was then we locked eyes and I blushed to look away somewhat embarrassed I got caught looking at him, then again not sure why I had continued to look at him? It's Newt. I've seen him every day for as long as I can remember. He gave me a little wave and I waved back feeling the awkwardness of it all. I decided just to go to bed so I got up to swap my shirt over to sleep not thinking about much and turning away to swap my shirt to the one I used to sleep far too big for me of course almost reaching my knees meaning I was then covered to kick my trousers off and as I did I turned back and caught eyes with newt again this time he was watching me rather in depth so I kicked my trouser off and kinda glared at him he rubbed the back of his neck a little blushing where he got caught and he shrugged. I checked everyone else was still busy in the main part of the church and I headed across to the edge of his little area my hands behind my back as I spoke as quietly as I could

"Do you mind?" 

"What?" He asked as hushed as me

"Staring newt" 

"So? You started it" he smirked leaning closer so we could whisper without the threat of discovery "Don't stare at me I won't stare at you"

"Well… you can't blame a girl for looking newt"

"Then you can't blame a boy for looking, essentially when you flash that much skin" 

"Like you haven't seen it before in the glade"

"Doesn't mean I don't wanna see it"

"I thought you were tired?"

"I am. Now it's going to be even harder to get to sleep"

"Sure goodnight newt"

"Night love"

I headed back to my own bed even if I purposely tugged my shirt a little higher as I walked I climbed into my little bed wrapping the sheets around me he too climbed into his bed leaning in the wall to slyly smile at me I smirked and moved my hand back unclipping my bra and pulling it out from under my shirt tossing it with my other clothes all of which he watched and seemed very amused by, in response his hands slipped under his blankets he checked we were still completely alone and after some shuffling, he pulled his trousers from the blanket and threw them with his shirt giving me a sick smile. I smirked and tugged my shirt up enough that he could see my bare stomach he looked incredibly eager biting his lip hard and leant forward in his anticipation when he noticed I had stopped he got frustrated but tugged his blankets down and his shirt up enough to reveal his hips, his rather prominent v and lower stomach biting his bottom lip a little before he looked at me expectantly. I blushed hard but tugged my shirt up holding it tight to my body lifting it but keeping my hands tight to my chest protecting myself letting my shirt expose my underboob and little else but that was more than enough for him just the flash of skin was enough his hand moving under the blankets slowly. I dropped my shirt back and looked at him equally as expectantly he blushed a little but again glanced to check we were alone before both hands slipped under his blankets shifting a moment before finally a pair of red boxers exited the blankets and were hidden under his other clothes he leant back on his elbows and smirked at me shifting his hips he glances down suggestively before looking back at me.

I giggled a little moving my hands under to gently push of my panties tugging them off leaving me exposed under the blankets I made sure he caught a look at my panties as I took them from the covers and hid them under my clothes too, this almost caused him to groan clearly very over excited his hand now staying under the covers his eyes pleaded with me for more but I merely smirked slyly to him he didn't need to be told twice slipping his shirt off throwing it with the rest of his clothes leaving him naked but the blanket he stared longingly at my shirt before he smirked, for a moment I didn't know what to do but I felt such a rush knowing anyone could come around the corner any moment I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it off me leaving me completely exposed to him it was only a couple seconds before I grabbed the blanket pulling it up to hide myself turning bring red, his mouth wide he almost actually moaned clearly very much enjoyed what he saw so much so I could see his hand moving under the blanket once I tucked the covers tight under my arms to protect me I smirked at him expectantly and he turned bright red his hand leaving the blankets sitting ontop of them a moment before he quickly pushed the covers down revealing his hard erection to me stood tall with precum dripping down from his head half way down his shaft prominent veins across it where he was clearly desperate and it has obviously been a while since he got any sort of attention but as quick as I did he returned the covers up to his waist blushing hard, unfortunately we now sat at a bit of a stale mate with nothing else to really reveal to each other but he smirked and look at at my blankets I shot him a questionable glance and he meerly smirked back expectantly I blushed hard but moved my legs wide and quickly pulled my blanket up to my wasit letting him see me for a good few seconds reveling in the thrill of it all before I quickly dropped it back down he looked as much as he could in that time his hand returning to himself under the covers inaudible mumbling but I could read his lips 

"Fuck" 

I stared back expectantly and he looked at me a little confused but I merely shrugged looking at his arm and that was enough for him to figure out what I wanted, he didn't hesitate to push the covers back to expose his cock again this time keeping his hand on his shaft I knew I didn't have long do I took on everything but gave him a sly smirk to which he smiled and stroked up and down the shaft a good four times staring at me as he did before quickly covering up again

I blushed and blew him a little kiss and he happily blew me one back before looking at me slyly I blushed hard checking the corner again before I tugged the covers up again letting him see me and gently rubbing my fingers across myself feeling the wetness there rubbing on my clit a little before covering up again, of course, he watched with delight his hand working fast under the covers but as soon as I covered up he looked so desperately frustrated he bit his lip glanced around and let out a long exhale before looking back at me with an intense look that softened into a smile, and he simply held his hand close to his chest and slowly curled his index finger towards himself suggestively a couple of times. 

I blushed but grabbed my shirt using it like a dress to conceal me as I left my bed and quietly scampered over to his little corner

"Yes, newt?"

"Get in here" he demanded quietly

"What if someone comes" 

"I don't care" he snapped grabbing my arm and pulling me into his bed with him so I laid ontop of him I immediately blushed but wrapped my legs around his hips as his arms wrapped around me making sure the blanket covered us both before pulling me into an intense lusty kiss, we did our best not to moan even if we both desperately wanted too as our hands explored one another seductively but we made sure we made as little noise as possible as to not attract attention even if the sounds of our lips locking seemed so loud to me at this point my shirt tucked up so much so we could press our bodies together, after a few minutes of our kisses he held my hips and gently rubbed his erection against me I smiled into the kiss and nodded, which was all he needed as we both gently shifted until I slipped down his erection luckily our kiss covering our groans as I reached the base we both pulled back gasping a little before we slowly began our movements making sure to be as slow and quiet as possible often having to stop, slow or eve cover our mouths to prevent Discovery but it got to the point neither of us cared if someone heard or if someone found out all we wanted was release moving fast and hard nuzzled up together as we both got closer and closer to the edge until after a few quick thrusts I hit my wall biting his neck as I did to keep my quiet slowing almost to a stop with only really his guiding and thrusts keeping us moving as I felt the rush of pleasure thought my body causing me to shake which in turn drove him utterly crazy holding me tightly not thrusting mercliclessly desperate for his own which quickly came burying himself deep inside me as he hit his own moaning at first but quickly putting his hand over his mouth as he buried his cum inside me as deep as he could we both collapsed in his blankets exaughsted peppering little kisses on each other till we had some strength back. He pulled out and I covered up and we shared a sweet kiss before I went back to my own bed just in time as the moment I got under my covers gally came around the corner to his own sleeping area not far from us almost in between them.

"Hu? Are you guys hot or something?' He asked given Newt was shirtless and swear covered and I too was pretty sweaty and still getting my breath back

"Yeah something like that" Newt smiled secretly grabbing his clothes and pulling them under his blankets to get them back on without being caught which I quickly did too "Well night" Gally says quickly getting under his covers

"Night gal" Newt nods 

"Night" I smiled "Night newt" I waved 

"Night y/n" he waves back. I secretly blew him a little kiss and he winked at me before we both actually got some sleep. 

[uselesssomebody]

tmr thomas x fem!reader smut where they're a couple, make it to the safe haven and they've been trying to have their first time together but they keep getting interupted until one day when they finally can.

and its just fluffy n stuff

𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 - thomas (t.m.r.) x reader

complete masterlist | the maze runner masterlist

words || 𝟛.𝟚𝕜

summary || in which the reader and thomas try to have their first time together - but keep getting interrupted

a/n || i have not read/watched the maze runner in forever

➵ i hope you like this @marmar-c it was a fun request and apologies for how long it took to come out

➵ 18+/MDNI content, individual warning below the cut

➵ not edited (yet)

➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff/smut

➵ unprotected p.i.v.

➵ orgasm denial (because of interruptions)

➵ oral (m receiving)

➵ handjob

➵ cum (tell me if i miss anything)

thomas was an early riser - whether it be to get an early head start on the maze in the past, or simply to enjoy the solitude that morning bought when he wasn't bombarded with the onslaught that were the other gladers - their fights, loud voices and boisterous actions.

now, though, he didn't enjoy them alone. instead, he would make the short trek out of his room to the adjacent one of his girlfriend, where he'd always find her sleeping soundly, curled up under her covers, even in warm weather.

he'd close the curtains for her if she'd forgotten, to shield her from the upcoming sunlight, and would choose whichever side she was less splayed across - a feat, as she really enjoyed stretching her body to its limit to fit each crevice of her bed - before slipping in beside her.

he'd take a moment to appreciate the soft, warm feel of her flesh against his own - usually bare or only lightly-clad - chest, wrapping a large hand over her midsection, and pushing her hair away from her pillow gently, greeted by a whiff of a distinctly sweet, almost floral scent.

he wouldn't sleep - he usually couldn't, once he'd already awoken - so, he'd allow his breaths to slow to match hers, he'd allow his muscles to relax against her, and allow his eyes to close, focusing on the effects on his other senses.

she could tell when he'd come, as the skin of her midsection would grow warmer, and she'd feel the back of her calves and feet entangle with another's. she wouldn't allow her eyes to open just yet, but would turn over to face him, wrapping her own arm around him. he felt so hot against her - a goddamn furnace - and she brings her head up so her nose grazes his own.

"hey." he mumbles, a whisper in the space between them

"g'd morning." she mumbles back, not moving her lips much and leaving her words a bit garbled. she brings a hand to her eyes to rub them, willing them open and hoping she didn't look too groggy.

she did, of course, making thomas exhale a laugh.

"you're so cute," she smiles, knowing that he's not being sarcastic.

"why, thank you." it's a jokingly dramatic response, and she finally pulls herself up a little, smoothing her hair and rubbing her eyes, "what time is it?"

"too early," he answers, pulling her back down. she laughs at the aggressive action, pulling away from him just slightly in order to look at him.

he always looked his best like this: still-there bed-hair and that morning calmness that came with no impending responsibilities. it was a good look on him, and she makes this clear, tilting up just slightly in order to bring her lips to his.

it's soft - but only for a moment - before a sense of desperation weaves through the both of them and, suddenly, she's gripping his biceps and he the flimsy material of her sleep-shirt bunched around her waist.

they didn't get many moments alone like this, but that worry that someone may walk in on them had stopped them from going much further than any above-the-clothes touching. besides, their lives had been so hectic until now that the simple pleasures of life were things they hadn't completely learned.

today, though, the throbbing between both of their thighs: her at his firm grip and him at her swallowed moans, had culminated in that lesson being necessary. her hand ventured down his torso, settling on the waistband of his trousers, not even bothering to take them off, and slowly reaching her fingers under them, feeling his warm cock jolt at her touch.

he detached from her, his head thrown back as he attempted to be quiet.

"fuck, baby-" he's got this apprehensive look in his eyes, but she needs this so much, letting her hands gently squeeze and release.

"please? please, lemme make you feel good - i just-" she doesn't finish, cut off by his vigorous agreement. smirking, she uses both her hands to grip his pants, pulling them down just enough to expose his cock to her. she traces her fingers up and down his length, feeling the telltale sign of his arousal on and over his tip. his shaky breaths right by her ears spur her hands to move just that bit faster. she's tempted to slip the covers off of them and go the whole way for the first time, and his lips on her neck to subdue his noises were definitely not deterring her from that plan.

what did deter her, however, was the sharp knock on the door, causing her to wrench her hand away and squeak in shock, as thomas attempts to not lose the friction of her hands, his hips bucking as he tried to chase the feeling.

"is thomas in there?" minho's voice is muffled, but obvious, through the door, as thomas's head tips backwards, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

"yeah - yeah, minho. s'everything alright?" she says it back, her hand still suspended in the air, embarrassed at being interrupted.

"breakfast's ready - get it while it's hot!" another voice - a female voice - shouts through the door in a way where it's obvious she's walking away - going to eat, presumably. she finally lets her tense muscles relax in the knowledge that it's not an emergency. she's almost inclined to slip her hand back under and finish the job, and when she looks over at her boyfriend, he seems incredibly interested in the idea, but a better plan springs to her head.

"we should get going, baby. they'll get suspicious." it's a meek excuse, but it's solidified by her rising from bed, causing him to groan, and follow her lead, pulling his clothes over himself.

blue balls didn't even begin to describe the tension that coiled in his muscles as he meekly sat down across from minho. he felt as though every sense was heightened, like when he'd jumped at a quiet clatter from inside the kitchen. his friends all watched over his antsy behavior, unsure of the reason for it.

on the other hand, his girlfriend - sat next to him - knew exactly what was wrong, and she used it to her advantage, by being more touchy than usual. a hand on his arm, or around his shoulders, or on his chest as she rose to get some water. it's like she'd left hand-prints in his already warm skin. it came to a head when the hand she'd already precariously been resting on his knee started venturing higher, trailing along the inseam of his pants.

he tries, god, he tries to ignore it, but it's all too much when her finger finally rests over the head of his cock, her palm encompassing him.

he chokes on his sip of water, causing it to spill all over him, and minho's eyebrows immediately furrow.

"you alright, man?" her hand's out from under the table, and is resting on his bicep.

"yeah, babe, are you feeling okay?" he glares at her, jaw clenched and eyes narrow. she looks back up at him innocently, though he can see the ghost of a devilish smile dance on her lips.

"'m'fine. just gonna go change." his food is practically untouched as he raises from his seat, hoping his situation isn't particularly obvious, as he heads back in the direction of his place. minho turns to her, a bit confused by the abrupt nature of his actions.

"'s'he okay?" she shrugs.

"maybe he slept wrong?" she pauses, contemplative, before raising up as well, "i'll go check on him." minho watches as she walks off as well, still a bit confused, before turning to gally, sat a bit away from him, who had an almost sour expression on his face.

"what's wrong?" why was everyone acting so weird today? minho thought, as gally looks at him incredulously, shocked he doesn't realize what was happening between the couple.

"you-? you know what, it's nothing. don't worry about it." it's dismissive, but minho shrugs his shoulders, figuring it was, in face, nothing.

in that time, she's knocking on his door, and, as soon as he realizes who it is he pulls her in, pushing her until she's facing his bed.

"fuck, what're you doing?" she mumbles, and he sighs.

"finishing what you started, baby." she smiles, looking back at him, before turning around.

"well, if you wanna finish, let's start here-" she lowers to her knees in front of him, and his head rolls back at the sight of her in the position. her fingers greedily clutch at his waistband, pulling his pants and boxers down in one motion.

he's aching, she can see it in the way his cock's pulsing, as she takes him in her palm, slowly - tortuously - stroking him as his hands weave through her hair. she can feel the lightest push against her head - to the point where he probably didn't even realize the action - and succumbed to his untold request, moving her head forward to gently wrap her lips around his tip.

"just - shit, just like that, baby." her tongue traces his head, as low moans escape him. she hums around him - something akin to a 'thank you', but all it translates to is increased sensation on his cock. his head tips back at the feeling, and his hand grips her head a little tighter, pushing her down a little further. she lets him, stilling her movements to focus on his guidance. he moves her head up and down his length, her tongue poking out along its underside, languidly lavishing the area, "you're so good - fuck me, you feel really good-"

he doesn't hesitate to continue praising her, before gently tugging her down and holding her there. immediately, her fingers reach up to grip his thighs, feeling the light - and then more serious gag at the sensation. he takes another moment to appreciate the pretty sight in front of - or under - him, before releasing her, letting her off her cock and allowing her to take deep breaths to account for her lack of oxygen.

"get up here for me, baby." he practically orders, taking her by her arms and helping her up, lightly pushing her against the bed, "first time - i'm not finishing in your mouth." she smiles, whole-heartedly agreeing with his plan, as she felt her own core throb with a need for friction.

he pushes her so that she's sitting on the bed, and, just as he goes to lay her down - there's another knock at the door.

"thomas - you said you'd help with fixing that problem on the east side." it's minho - again - calling thomas for, admittedly, a project he had signed up for the previous week, fixing some construction issue or something on the east side of the haven. admittedly, it'd seemed important work - until now, "we needa fix it quick, man - apparently it's gotten worse." thomas is literally stopped in his tracks, until she taps on his thighs, about chest level with her, essentially reminding him to get ready instead of staying still.

"c'mon, baby - go on." she mumbles, as she also rises, pulling her hair back. she waits as he gets ready, leaving the room and greeting minho - with a tone of voice that is a little distraught - making her smile.

on the other side of the door, minho's a little exasperated.

"how long does it take to change?" thomas looks confused, before remembering his lackluster excuse, and coughing.

"i - just tell me what the issue is, yeah?"

over the day, she'd continued with her own work, as thomas had continued with his. of course, both of them had been a bit distracted the whole day - unable to exactly focus when remembering what was waiting for them back home. their states were obviously noticed by the people around them - with both their friends stepping around them with quirked eyebrows or concerned impressions.

finally - believing he might actually be feeling ill - minho simply shrugs, telling thomas that maybe it'd be best he go back to his and sleep the day off. thomas was a little hesitant, but finally agreed - he wasn't exactly the biggest help in this state.

as he headed back, he swung by where she was, muttering a quick greeting to the others also working. she'd been taking a small break to clear her head of - well, the person now standing in front of her. her face lights up at the sight of him, wrapping him in a hug - though he's a little sweaty from his work earlier. one of her friends, in a similar manner to minho, urges her to head on home, and to pick up again the next day - a offer that she almost meekly accepts.

finally, the both of them are walking back towards her place.

she's got a bit of a pep in her step, and it makes him smile, his muscles aching - from his work, or from this morning, he wasn't sure - yet he knows exactly where her energy's coming from. she steps into her place, and he's right on her heels, pushing against her back as she laughs, trying to slip her shoes off as his hands relentlessly wander her body. finally, as she rises, she grabs his loose shirt, pulling him into her, capturing his lips against hers. he smiles into her mouth, and she hums contently - having a distinct feeling that it was the day they'd actually go all the way. her hands trail under his shirt until she pushes off of him for a moment, grabbing the bottom of the shirt and pulling it up and off of him. he smirks at her eagerness, but before he can make a dumb comment, her hands are at his trousers, gently tugging them down his legs. his hands join hers without a second thought, helping her get them the rest of the way down.

she can see him, hard against his boxers, and, after pushing him so he's laying down on her bed, she appreciates the way he looks - a little desperate, a lot pretty. he reaches for her hips, but she steps back, and a strange - almost garbled - whisper of indignation leaves his lips. it makes her lips quirk into a smirk, as she slowly begins taking her clothes off - each with weighty effort and a teasing smile. it doesn't defer him - as his eyes follow her movements greedily - but it definitely piques his excitement much more effectively when she finally places her thighs on either side of him, straddling his own. his hands reach up to grip her hips, guiding them down to rub against him, enjoying the slight buck of her hips, and the small noises leaving her mouth.

finally, she pulls his last article of clothing off, procuring his cock - thick and heavy - in her hand, languidly stroking him, causing his grip to tighten. she smiles against him, contemplating teasing him further but, feeling her own need, she decides against it, choosing to sit up a little higher on her knees instead.

"ready?" she mumbles looking down at his length as she attempts to situate herself correctly. maintaining her balance as she does, he hums in response, nodding as much as he can while keeping his eyes glued to her face. he can see the slight stress occur to her when she feels his cock against her, and he rubs his fingers against her lightly.

"'re you - want me to help?" she thinks he's asking if she needs to be taken care of and - though it wouldn't hurt - she's too desperate to finally feel him inside her to wait much longer.

"n-no, i wanna feel you, now." the admission makes him exhale lowly, appreciating her appreciation, and he lifts her ass up to help her hover over his cock. she can feel his head at her entrance so, taking a deep breath, she sinks down.

she's watching his anticipatory face fall into one of pleasure, and he's watching the same occur on hers - but there's that hint of discomfort that she desperately trying to ignore, stilling as her ass reaches his hips and attempting to adjust.

"'re you okay, baby?" he's massaging the expanse of her thighs and hips, trying to focus on the fucking amazing feeling of her, but also on relieving as much of the pain as he can. she's got a light wince on her face as she nods through gritted teeth.

"yeah - fuck, yeah - just give me a minute." he reassures her with short mumbles and loving phrases, hoping it was doing something to help. after another couple of moments, she breathes deeply, nodding at him lightly, before gently placing her hands against his shoulders.

she pushes up using her thighs, not loving the feeling of emptiness, in that half moment, before she sunk back onto him, releasing a small, gasping moan at the sensation. he looks up at her as she slowly repeats the action, grunting at the feeling of her cunt around him. she looked good like this, situated over him, desperately trying to both make him feel good, as well as to chase the newly-realized sensation she was also experiencing. wanting to return the favor, he grabs the bottoms of her thighs, easing her effort and pulling and pushing her with just that bit of fervor that forced him deeper inside her. she could feel him brushing against something that was making her twitch, her head falling back at the sensation as she tries to muffle her moans with one of her hands. unable to comprehend the feeling alongside moving her thighs, she slows her pace, but he didn't.

he pulls her to be situated with her face over his, hands more tightly clutching his shoulders, before he begins thrusting up into her with the newfound space. he keenly watches her face fall into a shocked pleasure, a loud moan falling from her lips at the newfound intensity and speed.

"oh my god - baby - fuck -" she's mumbling into the small space between them, desperately trying to explain how good he was making her feel, but the words escaped her, as her mind blanked at the sensation. it's spurring his thrusts on - moving that much faster, that much harder to make her fucked out nature more pronounced. it worked, as evidenced by her loud noises - ones she couldn't even think about trying to keep contained when he was making her feel like this. she can feel the feeling in her core begin to yearn for some sort of release, and she attempts to communicate this to him. it's not a great explanation, but it's more than enough for him.

"please - god, please, cum for me, baby - i want-" he wants to feel her orgasm as much as she does - anticipating the way her body would still, her face would contort, and her cunt would feel around him. she nods desperately, feeling the knot snap as the sensation of her orgasm washes over her, making her cry out over him.

he watches her, and it's as pretty as he thought it'd be: her mouth falling open and brows furrowing, her muscles tensing, and her cunt fluttering around his cock.

the feeling prompts his own orgasm as, after a few thrusts, he's pulling out of her, his cum glazing her stomach as a low groan escapes him. she gently sits back against his thighs, taking a moment to collect herself and catch her breath, as he does the same.

finally, she pushes off of him, reaching the bathroom to take a shower. he follows her after a moment, gently placing a kiss to her head.

"that was - was good." she hums in agreement, letting the water run behind them.

they both failed to realize the acoustics of the area, not realizing that the noises of their coupling had reached some of the others - maybe most notably, minho.

he sits, red faced, eyes wide. when gally notices his expression, he laughs.

"see what i mean?"

[that-tmr-girl]

TMR Smut Imagines

(Book spoilers)

Imagine being railed by either Thomas, Newt, or Gally in their WCKD suit

Imagine being pissed at Gally after seeing him again but forgiving him after he fucks you softer than he ever has

Imagine you get upset after seeing Thomas and Brenda kiss so he gives you apology head

Imagine Newt sneaks away with you on Greenie night and fingers you where nobody will see

Imagine when Newt's in the beginning stages of being a Crank he ends up going rougher than ever before

Imagine Minho taking you against the Maze wall

Imagine being a subject at WICKED and sneaking into the work room to screw Aris or Teresa

Imagine being another WICKED worker and one of them fingers you under the table at a meeting

Imagine getting mad after Teresa and Aris's kiss so whoever you're going with proves that they're yours and yours only

Imagine expecting Aris to be vanilla only to find out he's kinky

Imagine Aris sneaks into your room at WCKD and figures out how he can make you cum in just a few minutes

Imagine a worker walks in to check on everything in WCKD and Aris just keeps going down on you on a top bunk

Imagine not being able to keep your eyes off of Aris after he gets rescued by WCKD so he starts subtly teasing you

Imagine after reconnecting with Group B Sonya, Harriet, or Aris missed you so much they fuck you harder than they ever have

Imagine Brenda discovering she has a hair pulling kink when she's growing it out

[ultraintrovertedgryffindor]

heyyyyy!! (i’ve never requested smt before so plz don’t mind my awkwardness) could you do smt with will poulter where he’s kinda subby (or not, lol it’s up to u), but he’s obsessed with eating reader out, and then they fuck? (also if u could like imply short!reader or thicc!reader (or both, yk) that would also be fantastic!).

anyways, i love ur work and tysm for writing!

Aw, you're not awkward at all! I'm honored I'm the first person you've requested a story from🥺👉🏻👈🏻💕 I kinda feel weird writing for Will at the moment, still kinda getting over the knowledge that he has a girlfriend now...i'm not jealous i swear😅 *cough*...anyway, so i'm making this Gally if that's okay? I've already gotten a Gally sub request so I thought this could knock out two birds with one stone

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), kinda sub!Gally, orgasm denial, oral (f and m!receiving), degradation, humiliation (if you squint), biting, femdom kindaa, one singular utterance of the word "mommy"🙈

3.6K Words🤙🏻

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Gally was the least submissive person you had ever known. You wanted to be the dominant one for once, but you never knew how to get him in that space because he never ever did. You had to get clever.

One of Gally’s favorite things to do was eating you out. The boy lived for it. So you thought that maybe taking that away from him for a while would get him desperate enough to submit to you, at least for a little bit.

You had hatched your plan. You had no idea if it would work, but it would have to. You were determined to not give him before he did, you knew you were stubborn enough.

The day was almost over, soon everyone would turn in after work, including Gally. You both had your own separate huts, you had no idea why considering he always snuck into yours almost every night. He practically lived with you. But that was all the more reason you felt comfortable enough to issue this challenge without fear of being stuck with him if it went wrong.

You laid down on your bed, discarding your clothes, your skin prickling with goosebumps from being exposed to the cool air. You were tingling with anticipation, your nipples hardening and perking up, moaning softly as you reached up to pinch them roughly. Running your hands down your curves to reach your mound, spreading your legs and running your fingers through your slicked up folds. You sighed as you rubbed slow and light circles on your aching clit, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning loudly.

Your heart threatened to beat out of your chest as you heard the faint sound of a door opening and closing. Gally was finally here. You smiled for a second before continuing to pleasure yourself, pretending you didn’t notice him come in.

“Now what do we have here?” You gasped as Gally suddenly appeared in your bedroom door frame, a wide mischievous smirk adorning on his face. “What makes you think you can do this without my permission, huh?” He teased, his eyes darkening as he feasted on the sight of you.

You swallowed, you could do this. “And what makes you think I need your permission?” You responded tremulously, your pussy already responding to Gally’s domineering attitude, his eyes narrowing at your comment. But nope, you weren’t going to give in that easily. You wanted to get your way.

Gally slowly sauntered over to you, but still staying a couple feet away, hovering over you intimidatingly. “Excuse me?” He spoke lowly, an amused smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “What are you up to, sweetheart? You want me to fuck you rough tonight, huh? I can do that.”

“No.” You quickly said, taking a deep breath. “The opposite actually.” He gave you a confused expression, stepping back as you got up from your bed, looking up at him with sultry eyes. “I want you to be my submissive tonight. I want you to obey my every command like a good boy. Understand?”

Gally looked you up and down before letting out a laugh, causing you to scowl. “Aw baby, it’s cute you think I could do something like that. But no, sorry. I don’t think that’s what you really want. Clearly, you’re trying to get me all riled up so I can fuck you until you beg me to stop. Right?” He took steps towards you and leaned down to kiss you, but you placed a hand on his chest to stop him before he could.

“I’m being serious, Gally.”

“I am too, baby.”

You refused to pout or sulk, you held your head up high as you could, keeping a small smirk on your face. “Have it your way, Gal. Guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.” You turned away from him and put on your overnight clothes.

“Oh, come on.” Gally huffed. “You’re really gonna be this stubborn about this? Seeing you touch yourself like that made me so hard for you, babe. I wanna ravish that pretty pussy of yours.”

“Sounds like a you problem.” You smiled tauntingly, motioning him to leave your hut.

“You really wanna play this game, huh?” Gally smirked. “Fine. I’ll play, cause I know I’m gonna win. In a few days, when you can’t give yourself an orgasm like I can, you’re gonna be on your knees begging for me to fuck you. If you give in now, I won’t tie you up and bring you to the edge just to stop over and over again. Deal?”

You scoffed. “No deal. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta finish what I started.” You blew him a kiss.

Gally frowned. “Game on, sweetheart. Game on.”

It was the first day of this game you started. After having a wonderful night’s sleep after making yourself come a couple times, you woke up with a smile, excited for the day. You hummed to yourself as you got ready for work, greeting everyone you walked by as you headed further into camp. It was perfect timing because you got to work with Gally this week, after some convincing with Vince. You usually cooked with Fry or helped out in medical, but you needed this to happen in order for things to go your way. You were a Builder in the Glade so it worked out.

As you helped saw some wood, you suddenly felt a hand on your hip and warm breath on your neck. “Come to your senses yet, sweetheart?” Gally teased, his grip on you tightening. “Were you even able to make yourself come last night, baby? It must’ve been frustrating.”

You turned around quickly, a prideful smirk on your face. “Actually, I made myself come twice after you left. I enjoyed myself very much, and got excellent sleep too.” You shoved him out of the way so you could leave to get more wood. But Gally grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him.

“Come on, Y/n. Don’t do this. I know you wanna prove a point but it’s no use. You’re never gonna get me to sub.”

You shrugged. “Oh well.” You looked down at your wrist. “Let go, please?”

Gally sighed as he released his grip from you, rolling his eyes as he tried to shift his focus back on work.

You felt Gally’s eyes on you the whole day, frowning or scowling whenever you stole a glance at him. It just made you giggle. You had no problem with getting him frustrated, you knew no matter how far you pushed him, he’d never force you to do anything even if you were teasing him.

It was night and you sat on your bed reading a book, wearing nothing but an oversized shirt. The door to your hut opened and you put down your book, anxious to see if Gally was ready to submit to you yet. He walked in your room with a smug expression. Welp, there goes that hope. “Still continuing this silly game?” He asked.

“I don’t find it silly.” You smirked, spreading your legs to reveal your glistening pussy underneath your extra large shirt, sliding the end of the shirt up your thighs to reveal more. “Frankly, I’m enjoying this more than I thought I would.” You teased your entrance in front of Gally, whose eyes were fixed on your fingers going in and out of your cunt, a tent forming in his pants already.

“Do you wanna be able to walk in the morning?”

“You’re not fucking me, Gally. Not tonight. Not until I get what I want.”

Gally groaned, frowning for the umpteenth time that day. “Seriously? You can’t touch yourself in front of me expecting me not to fuck you? You can’t do this.”

“Watch me, sweetheart.”

Day two and you were starting to believe you actually had a chance of winning this game. Gally looked like a kicked puppy last night. You were surely giving him blue balls by now, but you were still keeping your pussy happy and satisfied every night without him. Honestly, from the looks of it, it was more of a punishment for him than it was for you. You could go without sex, for the sake of a challenge of course. Most of the time, Gally was on you like a dog in heat, so you were pretty positive that you could outlast him.

You almost felt sorry for him as you saw him in the morning. He looked like he hadn’t gotten any sleep, he had bags under his eyes and he looked unkempt. If that was all from a lack of sex, you started to think it was a problem and maybe this was good for him. But he could put all that suffering to an end if he just gave in. Oh well.

“How was your night?” You asked as you sat together during lunch.

Gally scoffed as he picked at his food. “Fine. Yours?”

“Really good.” You smirked, running your finger through your plate and slowly licking the food off your finger while keeping eye contact with Gally, sucking on the digit before releasing it with a pop. “Mm, Fry’s gotten better at cooking, wouldn’t you say?” You jumped slightly as Gally pushed his plate away and stormed off to his hut, rolling your eyes as you followed him after a few minutes.

You entered his hut without knocking, walking into his room to see him jerking himself off on his bed, but stopping as soon as you walked in. “Aw, is someone frustrated?” You giggled. “Please, continue. Don’t let me stop you. I’ve been getting off every night, so you should be too.”

“It…it’s not the same.” He huffed in annoyance, stuffing himself back in his pants. He stood up and walked to you, gently caressing your face. “Please, Y/n, let me fuck you. I’m gonna go crazy if I can’t soon. Let me eat you out at least.”

You smiled sympathetically, leaning up and standing on your tiptoes to give him a passionate kiss, the simple act eliciting a moan from Gally. “Of course you can, baby. But first…get on your knees.” You said as you pulled away.

“What?” He stuttered.

“You heard me. On. Your. Knees.” You smiled sweetly.

Gally groaned loudly, turning away from you and punching a wall. “Fuck sake.”

“I suppose that’s a no then?” You frowned. “Guess I’ll leave you to your business then.” That night Gally didn’t even come to your hut, you were left to yourself and your own fingers yet again. 

Two more days passed and Gally had decided he wasn’t even going to talk to you, trying not to even look at you because if he looked at you then he’d get horny and he wouldn’t be able to relieve himself like he would want to. You were doing perfectly though. You were proud of getting work done and you didn’t go a night without being satisfied. It was quite lovely. Though you did start to worry about Gally and…well, his dick. He still looked like he never got sleep which was more concerning. You started to wonder if you should quit this game…

You were almost done reading a book as you heard a knock on your door. Curious who it could’ve been, you put some pajama pants on to cover what your oversized shirt couldn’t. You furrowed your brows when you opened the door to see Gally on the other side. “You didn’t have to knock.” You giggled. “Thought you were someone else.”

“Can I come in?” He asked nervously.

“Uh, yeah, of course.” You allowed him in and shut the door, turning around to see him with tears brimming his eyes. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“I…I haven’t been able to make myself come…since you stopped letting me have sex with you. Every time I try, no matter how long I jerk off, I can’t fucking come.” He ranted, his fists clenched at his sides. “I need you, baby. I need you to make me come.”

You felt sorry for him, but you still gave him a look that told him you still weren’t going to let up.

Gally sighed shakily, slowly lowering himself to his knees. You almost couldn’t believe your eyes. “Please…” He whispered, looking up at you pitifully.

You smiled softly, leaning down to kiss him, bringing him back up on his feet. “It’s okay, baby. I’m gonna take care of you.” You led him to your bed, slowly lifting up his shirt and almost drooling at this sight of him. “So handsome…Undress me.” You ordered, Gally eagerly lifting up his hands to remove your shirt. “Slowly.” You scolded.

You weren’t wearing a bra, so your tits bounced freely as Gally lifted and removed the shirt, letting out a shaky exhale as he finally saw your breasts for the first time in almost a week. “Fuck, baby…” He breathed as he started to lean down to take one of your nipples into his mouth, but you stopped him.

“Relax. Lay down.” Gally did as you asked reluctantly, huffing silently as he laid down, awaiting your next move. He hummed as you ran your hands up and down his naked torso, kissing down his abs and biting down occasionally, unbuckling his pants and pulling them and his underwear down his legs. His cockhead was a bright red, twitching against his stomach and the tip leaking precum that puddled onto his happy trail. “My poor baby, all this time without being able to relieve yourself? Must’ve been so miserable.” Gally moaned loudly as you licked a stipe up the underside of his cock. Then, a noise you’ve never heard from him escaping his lips, a whimper. You actually made Gally whimper. You chuckled. “You could probably come so easily right now, huh? Want me to do that? Make you come? Want me to drain your cock all night?”

“God, fuck yes.” He panted, his face flushed red almost resembling the tip of his cock.

You took his cock into your mouth, bobbing your head very slowly, making Gally moan pitifully. It wasn’t even a couple minutes of sucking him off that he spilled into your mouth, various curses and groans leaving his mouth as he bucked into you. “Wow, you didn’t last long at all. Bad boy.”

“I-I’m sorry…it just felt so good.”

You hummed in disapproval. “I suppose you could make it up to me. Would you like that? Wanna make me feel good too?” He nodded vigorously, leaning forwards to kiss you roughly but you quickly stopped that. “Lay back down.” You crawled on top of him, making your pussy hover over his face. “You’ve made me so wet, baby. See how wet you’ve made me from obeying me like this?” Gally tried to lean up to taste you, but you kept a knee on his shoulder, making him stay put. “Beg to eat my pussy.”

Gally blinked up at you in surprise. It was weird, usually you were the one to beg him. Oh, how the tables have turned. “Please, Y/n…” He whispered.

“Please, what?” You smirked.

“Please, baby, let me eat you out. I wanna taste you so bad. I need to taste you.” He finally begged and you moaned in pleasure before he even did anything to you. You lowered yourself down onto his face and crying out as he quickly devoured you, licking up and down your folds and focusing his tongue to play at your clit.

“Fuck, Gally.” You moaned, bucking your hips against his face, grabbing onto his hair tightly as you rode him. “Feels so good, baby. You’re making me feel so good.” You groaned as he started teasing your entrance with his tongue, sinking in and making your wall clench around him. “Yes…” You whispered, leaning back to stroke his cock, his moans sending soft vibrations into your pussy. “Getting hard again already?” You chuckled breathlessly. “Poor baby’s been so deprived, huh?"

You gasped loudly as Gally traveled back to your clit, sucking and licking on it mercilessly. You felt those shocks of pleasure shoot throughout your entire body, making you writhe and squirm on his face, allowing your body to give in to this primal force inside you. “Oh fuck, baby. I’m so close. Make me come, make mommy come, baby.” You squealed, riding Gally’s face harder with abandon, desperate to reach that peak.

You finally let out a strangled moan as you came on Gally’s tongue, lightning bolts of euphoria traveling through your veins and causing goosebumps to rise all over your body, your nipples hardening almost painfully as you rode out your orgasm. It was so all encompassing that your vision went hazy for a split second. You then shakily moved off of Gally’s face, a proud smile on his face. “So fucking talented.” You smirked, kissing him, tasting yourself on his lips. “I think you deserve a reward, don’t you think?”

“Please…” He whispered breathlessly.

“That’s a good boy, using your manners.” You saw Gally lick his lips as you hovered over him, lining his cock up with your soaked entrance, groaning loudly as you finally sunk down on him. “I only have one rule: you can fuck me, but don’t touch me, let me ride you.” That made him frown, but his lips quickly formed an o shape as you started to bounce on his dick.

You scowled as you felt Gally’s hands reach up and grope at your breasts, but you quickly slapped them away and pinned them on each side of his head. “What did I fucking say?” You scolded, your angry tone almost scaring yourself, but you put on a dark smile. “Baby? What did I tell you, hm?”

“Not to touch you…”

“Exactly, so why did you disobey me?”

“I just…I needed to feel you, to hold you.” He looked so soft, so vulnerable, you almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

You heard Gally whine as you got off of him, looking at you in hurt curiosity as you grabbed his belt from the floor. “To make sure you don’t disobey me again.” You snapped the belt, making him flinch. “Hands together for me, above your head.” You were almost surprised when he listened to you immediately, allowing you to tie both his hands together with his own belt. “You look so pretty like that.” You chuckled softly, kissing him before sinking back on his cock. “Now, behave, my love.”

“Fuck…” Gally moaned, his hands balled into fists and his head thrown back in pleasure, giving you easy access to bite the sensitive flesh on his neck. “Baby…” He whimpered, unable to stop himself from bucking up into you.

“God, it’s like your cock was made for me.” You moaned as he thrusted up against that special spot inside you, the faintest beginning of another orgasm starting to build in your core. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come again.” You chuckled breathlessly.

“Let me touch you.” Gally whined. “Please. I need to touch you.” At that point, you were too fucked out to continue being harsh and demanding with him, and you wanted to feel his hands on you too. You unlatched the belt, his hands immediately finding your love handles and squeezing roughly, the bruising pain mixing with the pleasure creating a lovely sensation.

You were mumbling sweet nothings incoherently, your mind clouded due to being on the precipice of another orgasm and Gally was right there with you. Your hands were on his chest, surely leaving bright red scratch marks, but also making sure he stayed put. Gally’s hands traveled all over your body, varying from slapping and kneading your ass, groping your breasts, and holding on to your hips. You squealed when he lowered his hand to rub your clit, amplifying the pleasure, giving you exactly what you needed to finally send you over that edge with him. You looked into each other’s eyes as you came together, your eyes glazing over with tears as Gally’s closed his tightly, spasming beneath you as he released inside you.

You and Gally both let out breathless laughs as you came down from your highs, you pulling off and plopping down beside him on the bed. A part of you thought that this was all a dream, had you actually pulled off turning Gally into a sub? You almost considered pinching yourself, until his laugh from beside you forced you back into reality. “What?” You asked with a somewhat nervous chuckle.

Gally smirked. “Mommy?” He raised an eyebrow and you instantly blushed.

“It just came out…”

“Uh huh.” He snickered before you lightly slapped his arm with a pout. “I’m not judging, thought it was kinda cute.”

You scoffed. “Cute, ha. Yeah, I’ll never say it again. Are you okay though? I wasn’t too rough on you, was I?”

Gally smiled, turning over on his side and giving you a kiss on the tip of your nose. “You were perfect.”

“Did you…like it?”

He pondered for a moment, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “Maybe a bit more than I thought I would. It was very different, obviously. I enjoyed that you enjoyed it, didn’t know you could be so mean.” He teased with a smirk, running a hand up and down your arm. “It was sexy.”

You smiled hopefully. “So does that mean I can dominate you more often?”

Gally rolled his eyes playfully. “Maybe on special occasions.” Then his eyes turned dark, suddenly hovering his body above you, one of his hands gripping your neck gently. “I gotta say, that little game you played this week, you know you’re gonna be paying for that, right?”

You smirked. “That’s also what I was hoping for.”

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BONK🔨BONK🔨, HORNY JAIL 💦🔫

[reneeluv154]

Frostbite

Hope you enjoy🤍🤍🤍

In this imagine Newt finds out you have frostbite and takes care of you.

(More on my profile if you like this.)🫶🏼🫶🏼

I was cold, so cold but I wouldn’t let the others know, we had been walking in the scorch for weeks, although I wouldn’t call it the scorch anymore. It was cold, cold enough to make your lips blue and your skin crack and bleed. Newt tried to offer me his gloves when it first started getting cold two days ago but I denied them, instead wrapping them up in my sock’s.

Now the sock’s were just to hide my gruesome frostbite rather than keep them warm. “Guys, let’s stop here, we’ve been waking for far too long.” I couldn’t agree with Minho more, the blisters on the back of my heels and my toes making it to where I could barely walk.

“Y/n are you okay?” Thomas asked wearily before watching me stumble to the ground. “Woah hey.” Thomas tried to catch me but I hit the ground with him and Newt on either side of me. I began to weep which then turned into sob’s of anger. I punched the ground, “I’m fucking done! Do you hear me!” I screamed out as loud as I could, causing a vicious pain to shoot through my head. Everyone was crouched down forming a circle around me, fear and worry plastered on their faces.

“Hey, take a breath Y/n.” Newt was calm with a comforting hand on my back, the other on the sand, trying to keep from slipping. I violently sucked in air never fully finishing a breath. I truly couldn’t breathe. I looked at him with panic in my eyes as I tried to breathe, tears still rolling down my cheeks. “Okay, everyone back up.” His voice was stern enough so they understood but calm enough to not scare me. He gently grabbed my face.

“You’re gonna be okay. Focus on my heartbeat alright?” He grabbed my hand, placing it on his chest gently, leaving me to feel the calm, steady beating of his heart. After a few minutes, my breathing slowed, and my tears were gently wiped by his simple calloused hands. “You're okay.” He whispered, bringing me into a tight hug. I believe more for him than for me. He knew I never liked hugs. Although I had always wanted one from him, I hugged him back knowing that’s what he needed at the moment. I didn’t want to let go but loosened my grip leaving him to let go.

“Thomas, help me walk her over to that building.” He nodded over to what was more like a small shack a few feet away. So with Thomas on my left and Newt on my right we carefully walked over to the shack, taking a few minutes to settle down. I sat on a small crate while the others cleared spots to sit and sleep for the night. I was staring at the ground when Newt came, sitting down beside me, offering me a cup with something in it. Not bothering to zone back in, I shook my head.

“It’ll warm you up.” He said, setting it by my foot on the ground and kneeling in front of me. “Can you take these off for me?” He asked gently, laying a hand on top of mine. I finally zoned back in still not looking directly at him but carefully taking the socks off my hands trying not to let the fabric pull on the cracked skin.

His eyes widened when he saw the purple and blue, bloody knuckles and fingertips. ‘Fry, can you make a fire real quick?” He asked, not taking his focus off of my hands. “Already on it, Newt.”

“Why didn’t you tell someone Y/n?” He asked gently, trying to warm my hands with his own as well as blowing on them.”I don’t know.” I was quiet, barely even audible. “My feet are pretty bad too.” The look he gave me was the sweetest yet saddest thing I had ever seen. “They don’t have frostbite, just lots of blisters.” He nodded. “Go ahead and take your shoes off, the cold should make them feel a little better.”

I nodded, taking my shoes off while he went and grabbed a thin blanket we had stolen from W.I.C.K.E.D. wrapping it around my shoulders. He was right, the cold felt good on my hot blistered feet. “Here, let’s go sit by the fire.” He handed me the hot cup making my hands sting but I knew that meant it was helping. I was caught slightly off guard when he picked me up and carried me to another crate, this one close by the fire, my feet still being cooled off by the patch of cement underneath me.

I decided to sit on the ground closer to the fire. Newt came and sat on the crate behind me, his legs on either side of me. “Newt?” I asked and received a small hum while he set down his cup which I learned was just hot water, and started to play with some strands of my hair. “Is it okay if I just give up?”

“Give up?” He questioned. “Yeah, If I just quit trying to make it out alive.” I was ashamed of asking such a question but I knew he wouldn’t judge me. He grabbed both my shoulders leaning in close to my ear. “Y/n you can not give up, I won’t for one second let you believe that you can give up because I would never let you do such a thing.” And for the first time in a long time, a small smile made its way onto my lips. It felt so good to smile, especially with someone like Newt.

Around an hour later he had braided my hair and wrapped up my hands now everyone was getting ready for sleep. “Where are you sleeping, love?” He hadn’t called me that since the first time I came to the glade but it made me feel special.

“Can I…sleep next to you tonight?” He nodded, “Of course, c’mon.” He laid out some clothes on the ground and used a jacket as a pillow. “Go on, I'll tuck you in.” He smiled, so I laid down letting him lay two blankets overtop of me, given that was all we could spare. He then laid down, a small bit of space between us. “Goodnight Y/n.”

“Goodnight Blondie.”

I woke up a tad bit cold and a bit scared. There was thunder and rain all around us. The small shack was the only thing keeping us safe and that wasn’t promising. I moved over to where Newt was lying and rested my head on his shoulder, he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me closer. “Are you okay?” He whispered, his voice still sleepy making me blush. “Yeah, I’m a little cold but more scared than anything.” Just then lightning struck close making me jump. “Shhh it’s okay. I’m here, I’ll keep you safe I promise.” He rubbed my back and gave me a small kiss on the head now wrapping both arms tightly around me. Humming a small song, which soon put me to sleep.

[sminiac]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WHINY RIWOO WITH DRY HUMPING I BEG. IT CAN START WITH THEM LIKE PLAY FIGHTING BEING CUTE BUT THEN. YEAH. I read one with riize sohee and.. It was LIFE changing 👁

⋆ Lee Sanghyeok + Reader

Contains! — Smut focused, dry humping, MDNI.

Note — As soon as you mentioned Sohee w this I was like “Thea!!!😧☝️” bc IT REALLY WAS LIFE CHANGING, ugh I love my mutuals, I <3 @kissohee. But I gotchu! Although, I will switch it up so it doesn’t seem very copy paste, it wouldn’t feel right to me, here’s the fic w Sohee that was mentioned <3

You knew they’d do good, they always did, and Riwoo was one out of the six who certainly knew that they had executed their performance quite perfectly.

The adrenaline rush still buzzes within him as he comes bursting back into the waiting room, walking like the sun had found its place of eternal peace under the thick of his skin. His confidence glowed from within, beaming in contentment as he falls into your chest with an eruption of happy giggles, basking you in his warmth, saying breathlessly against you that he had fun, so much fun, and that it didn’t even feel like he was running on merely a few hours of sleep as your fingers scratched against the nape of his neck, sweat dripping from his hair and down the surface of his skin, it reminded you of the way water shakes off of pine trees after a long shower from the clouds above.

You couldn’t deny how pretty he looks like this despite the cemented fact that the two of you were strictly platonic, only best friends, but something foreign stirred up inside of you seeing the way he still struggles to catch his breath, his heart beating so fast that you can feel it through the layers of clothing between the two of you.

“You looked really hot on stage.” you say simply, watching the way your fingers thread through the few inches of his blonde hair. “Yeah, it was really warm, I don’t think I’ve ever produced this much sweat from performing before.”

You struggle to bite back a laugh at his clueless response, a little warm in the face from his unknowingness to the existing layers of your words. “I bet, I can feel it soaking through your clothes, how’re you on top of me if you’re so warm?” Your finger pokes gently into his cheek.

“Shhh!” He musters as he lets his hands out from bearing his weight, his cheek smushed against your shoulder as he settles further into you. “I’d prefer for my pillows not to yap in my ear when I’m trying to sleep, thanks.”

Your palm gently pats against the back of his head, imitating a smack that makes him jump, you’re too busy whining about how he needs to get off of you that the fact his semi-hard cock just dug into your thigh goes unnoticed. “You’re lucky I’m so nice to you, y’know? Bratty boy.”

He makes a small ‘Mmmph’ sound in disagreement, his hips lifting and then falling back into you. Right now it seems that you’re the clueless one after dismissing the movement as a way to annoy you, and not that he’s secretly rolling his own high into play.

“I’m so nice to you, Riwoo. Sometimes I think I show you a little too much leniency, even when you do deserve it.” There’s an airy laugh to your tone, “No matter how rare that is.” and his ears know that you’re merely just joking around, you know- like you always do, it’s how you you are, but something about it is simultaneously making his hips shift against your leg, his breaths so heavy that they start exiting through his mouth in quiet pants.

“Please-” he squeaks, his hands fisting at your top desperately, he tries to keep himself from grinding into you fully with the heft and longevity that has his mouth watering, it’s not right, but fuck does it already feel so good.

“What? What’re you doing?”

“Hhngh- why d’you, fuck-! Have t’be so soft.” He’s taken under by the slightest lick of pleasure, so much so that his own embarrassment is far from the surface, and he’s not willing to pull himself out of it anytime soon. “Riwoo, can you…” the pre that sinks into his briefs coaxes him to keep going, rocking faster, harder against your leg, but the pleasure only comes to a certain point before fizzling out again, he doesn’t have enough firmness to make him breach the minor setback but he’s too stupid to come up with a solution for himself. “Honey please, I just need to you-”

He isn’t listening, his hips are frantic, eager, a little too much for your liking. “slow down.” You pull your leg away, out from under him.

He looks up at you with a quivering lip, such a sweet docile thing, his wide glossy eyes blinking up at you, the fear starting to sink in once he’s able to focus back on the actuality of the moment. He was just pathetically humping your leg. You, his bestfriend, his awfully pretty bestfriend who has a habit of calling him ‘honey’.

“Sorry, s-sorry. Fuck! Oh my god, Y/n I’m really sorry.” His head starts shaking side-to-side, a look of pure disbelief on his face as tears start swelling against the bottom lid of his eye, they fall heavy with every blink, the smoked out mix of warm browns around his aegyosal smearing down his face, leaving an existing trail that makes the entire act so much more lucid.

“You need to chill out,” you chuckle whilst leaning into him, he’s frighteningly still as you press a tender kiss against the mole under his eye. “I just wanted to move, make it feel better for you, you probably won’t be able to cum like this, hm?��

You look so beautiful, he swears you’re an angel, especially with that damn proclivity for being so concerned about others before yourself. He nods his head, agreeing, you’re right- how are you so right all of the time? The words, the way you use them, he’s never heard such explicit language come from your mouth before in any amount of sincerity that they’re soaked in now, but god does he want to kiss you because of it. “Tell me,” you beckon, your eyelashes are so pretty, has he told you that before? Especially the way your head tilts to the side, the angle makes them look more wispy as you blink around at his features, your fingers gently moving the ends of his hair out of the way.

You touch him like he’s always been yours to touch, and right now he’s never been more sure of wanting to always be just yours.

“Can’t- you’re right, you are. I-I bet I could, make do with what I have, don’t need anything else- whatever you give me, ‘s more than good enough.” His sniffles break through his words, the sound of his voice so quiet, shy, hiding in the back of his throat that it makes it crack.

“Trade spots with me, will you?”

He nods quickly, he will, of course he will, he’ll do anything you ask of him. He wastes no time pushing himself back onto his calves, watching as you stand up from the couch and instruct him to lay on his back, claiming your spot.

“Comfy?” You ask, leaning over him, pushing his hair back from his forehead, it pokes out between the crack of your fingers as he nods, eyes closing as you place a warm kiss against his forehead. “Good. Sweet boy, bein’ so good for me.”

Sweet boy, he’s never heard that one before, it has the exact same effect that your usual pet name has on him, he knows because it makes his shoulder ache. A whimper bubbles from his lips, you can feel the way he squirms under you, it has your hips moving to rest directly over his dick that’s straining heavy, wet in his pants. The sensation is warm, really warm, and… damp? Your hand drags down, thumb swiping over the area a few times as Riwoo’s fighting back a long pitchy moan from escaping so bad that it hurts, curiously you inch back, seeing a darker patch of black along the seam of his slacks, his pre had enough time to completely soak through, added the copious amount it was enough to breach through the thick of your pants.

The moisture makes the fabric feel almost thinner, or maybe it’s the way it’s conformed to the shape of his head that makes the drag of your pussy over it feel even more distinct as you move back, unwilling to waste time, to let even a second of seeing him like this slip from your grasp you resume grinding against him.

“Please- fuck! Y/n- pleasepleaseplease!” He whimpers quickly, unabashedly rocking his hips up in time with yours, his left hand has a firm grip on your thigh that keeps you close, his other rests against his cheek, index finger caught between his teeth as he rocks into you. “Wanna cum, jus’ wanna cum- make a mess f’you, only you- shit! Plea-”

His legs help him punch up into you, unexpectedly spilling in his pants, you watch whilst catching your breath at the way he shudders back down into the cushions under him, his mouth wide open, drool pooling behind his teeth and leaking out of the corners of his lips, a long drawn out whine pulling from his chest, a fuzzy dazed expression on his face, filling out his brain.

“You really do know how to make a mess.” You tease, hands running soothingly up and down his chest.

“I don’t think I’ve ever came like that before… are we- are we still only friends if you made me cum that hard that fast?”

[fannyspammy]

Hiii, I love your firsts series with Adam warlock and wanted to ask if you could do something like that with Minho? Because I saw you write for him too so I wabre to ask but if not that’s totally okey too! I don’t want to pressure you! Have a nice day!

Tease

Minho x Reader

Summary: the first time Minho admits he’s attracted to y/n

Warnings: nothing! You do get sassy asshole Minho & protective Minho (and a hint of soft Minho, if you squint) in one fic tho hehe.

A/N: A little break from the Adam fics with some Minho content! Shoutout to @theblaxkbird for requesting :) wasn’t sure if you wanted it sweet or a little spicier, so I kept it light! It is kind of long [& by kind of I mean very] tho oops sorry. If anyone wants more Minho content feel free to send in requests! Enjoy :)

[not my gif]

The first time y/n met Minho he was… well, insufferable. She arrived in the glade a month after he and the first group of gladers did, & was the first and only woman there. The other boys were either kind to her or afraid of her— either way, they looked out for her and catered to her needs. But Minho? Was an ass.

While the other boys helped pull her out of the box & introduced themselves with a smile, clearly excited to see a girl join the group, Minho led with his famous eye roll & a turn of his heel, walking away in a huff.

Newt apologized on behalf of his friend, explaining to y/n that he wasn’t normally like that, although they had been through a lot in the last month.

As the weeks went by, Minho made it a point to pick on her & tease her, every chance he got, and when he wasn’t doing that, he was simply pretending she didn’t exist.

“Ow! Um, excuse you,” y/n called after Minho when he aggressively bumped her shoulder, cutting her in line. Minho picked up a plate silently, unphased by the irritated girl standing behind him.

Newt rolled his eyes from a few places back. “C’mon Minho, you’re gonna cut in front of the lady?”

“Uh, no, I’m not gonna, ‘cause I already did,” Minho said, looking at his friend from over his shoulder.

Y/n rolled her eyes & swatted the air in dismissal. “It’s fine, Newt.”

After getting her food, y/n plopped down on the soft field a few metres from the Homestead, taking in the warmth of the high noon sun. She ate in comfortable silence, grateful to have a moment to herself in her day surrounded by rowdy boys.

Her comfortable silence was quickly broken by an uproar from the homestead. A chorus of voices erupted, indecipherable. She squinted through the sun, trying to see if she could spot the reason for the ruckus. It died down momentarily, and y/n got up to begin making her way over.

As she approached, Alby stomped out the door with incoherent shouts spilling from his lips, dragging Minho by the arm. Gally followed closely behind, Newt holding him back. It looked like there was a gash across his cheek.

Y/n rolled her eyes.

Why am I not surprised?

She turned around & returned to her spot, watching Alby scold Minho from a distance before leaving him sitting on the grass, ripping it from its roots like a child on time-out. She chuckled to herself, thinking how he was finally getting what he deserved. Then, from her peripherals, y/n saw Minho stand up & make his way over.

Crap.

“Whatcha doing out here?” he asked, hands in his pockets, a large bruise visible on his cheek now that he was closer. His tone didn’t seem hostile for once, but y/n wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to get there.

“What are you doing out here? Tired of getting your ass kicked in there?”

Minho rolled his eyes & plopped down beside her. “You still mad I cut you in line?” He rested his forearms on his knees, his toned muscles peeking out from under his rolled up sleeves.

Oh, god, there is no way this shuckface is gonna disrespect me, act like all he’s done is cut me in line, & then come flaunting his stupid muscles under his tight shirt.

Y/n stood up with a scoff, walking back to the Homestead. The last thing she had was energy to deal with Minho today.

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“What’s wrong, luv?” Newt said as he approached y/n. “What’s gotcha sittin’ in a bloody corner all by yourself?”

Y/n crossed her arms. “Take a bloody guess.”

The Brit sat down across her. “Y’know, he’s not so bad.”

“All he’s done since I got here is bug me!”

Newt shrugged. “So he likes to tease. He also just took a punch for you.”

Y/n sat up. “He what?”

Newt raised an eyebrow. “He didn’t tell you? I saw him walk over to you outside to I assumed he came over to brag about it. The bugger almost got thrown in the slammer for ya”

“Newt, tell me what happened.”

Newt explained how as she walked outside, Gally made an inappropriate comment about her ass. To everyone’s surprise, Minho warned Gally not to talk about y/n like that again, but instead of apologizing, Gally commented something even more crude (something along the lines of “I’d like to stick it up there”, complete with gestures according to Newt). That’s when Minho really surprised them, lunging at Gally & tackling him to the ground. Gally got in one good punch before Alby finally lifted Minho off of him.

“Don’t worry, Minho definitely got more hits in than Gally did,” Newt informed. “But he was bloody riled up. Ya might wanna talk to him.”

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When y/n found Minho he was laying in his hammock facing away from her, tossing a rock up & down. He paused for a moment, holding the rock still between his index finger and his thumb, as if sensing her presence, & then resumed just as quickly, as if dismissing it.

“Minho?”

“Whaddaya want, shuckface?”

Y/n rolled her eyes at the nickname & trudged over to stand in front of him.

“I brought you an ice pack,” she said, holding it out for him to take. Minho eyed the ice pack, then her, then the ice pack again, before returning his attention to the rock in his hand.

Y/n rolled her eyes for the second time in 2 minutes. When he didn’t take the ice pack, she walked over to the other side of the hammock & placed it on his cheek herself.

As soon as the cold touched his skin, Minho glanced at her without turning his head, an eyebrow raised in question.

“Y/n, what the hell are you doing?”

“Oh, so you do know my name. I was beginning to think you actually thought my name was shuckface.”

“Damn, shuckface,” Minho emphasized the word & smirked at the eye roll it triggered. “Why you so sensitive today?”

Y/n laughed. “Me? Slim it Minho, I’m not the one who got into a fight over a comment. Hell, if I was as sensitive as your shuck ass we’d be in a fist fight every day.”

Minho groaned in frustration and mumbled to himself. “Of course Newt had to tell you…” Sitting up, he snatched the ice pack from her and began to play with it in place of his rock. “Well, I wasn’t gonna let him talk about you like that.”

“Why not? You talk about me like that all the time.”

Minho wrinkled his nose in distaste for her words. “You think I talk about you like that? I like to tease you, shuckface, not talk about you like some easy skank.” He tilted his head to look at her & shrugged. “And you know I don’t actually mean the klunk I say. I just like when you react, ya shank.”

When her brows furrowed with confusion, he realized she did not, in fact, know that.

“Wait, did you think I was serious? When I’d tease you?”

Y/n threw her hands up in exasperation. “Well, I don’t know, Minho! How was I supposed to know you didn’t actually hate me when the second I stepped foot in the Glade you just rolled your eyes & turned around? You didn’t even bother introducing yourself! I had to get your name from Newt as he apologized for you!”

Minho smirked playfully. “Aw, was the little greenie upset I didn’t give her attention?”

“Slim it, Minho.” Y/n began to walk away. “I dunno why I wasted my time coming here.”

Minho grabbed her wrist. His hand was cold from the ice pack he’d been holding. “Y/n, wait.”

The boy sighed as he pulled her forward to face him again. His head was tilted down but his eyes looked up at her, as if he was embarrassed.

“Look, I’m sorry for ignoring you when you first arrived.” Y/n’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief.

Did he just apologize?

Minho continued. “You’re the only girl in a field of dudes. And let’s be real, you’re attractive. Clearly whoever sent us here knows my type. And when you arrived, ya know, we’d only been here a month, we were just getting things into routine, getting a structure kicked in— things were just starting to get… normal.”

He laid back down in his hammock again, hands behind his head as he regained his confident composure, attempting to mask the substance of his words with nonchalance.

“Not to brag, but I’d already started to build a reputation as a strong leader, & I knew a lotta those shanks out there looked up to me. So when you showed up, I just didn’t wanna get… distracted. But I should’ve been more welcoming. I’m sorry. And if you were actually upset about me teasing you this whole time you shoulda said somethin’, shuckface, ‘cause I just didn’t know.”

“Now wait just a damn second,” y/n said, putting her hands on her hips. “Are you telling me the whole reason you’ve been acting like an ass is because you’re attracted to me?”

“No, I’m telling you I didn’t want to be distracted by you.” He began tossing the rock again.

“Because you’re attracted me.”

“Am not.”

“You literally just said I’m your type.”

“Mm, is that what I said, though?”

“Minho!” Y/n punched him playfully and he reacted in mock hurt.

“Ouch! A girl who packs a punch? Maybe you are my type after all,” he teased.

Y/n looked him up & down, as if measuring what she was working with, then replied with a smirk. “Good.”

With that, she walked away, Minho’s eyes trailing behind her. Before she was out of sight he called after her.

“Thanks for the ice pack!”

Without looking back she shouted her reply, amusement playing on her lips.

“You’re welcome, shuckface.”

[imjustagirlinthisworlddd]

"Good Boy"

Newt x Dom!Reader

summary - Newt being embarassed because he couldn't hold himself being vocal under you

warnings : this is pure smut, so please don't interact if you're a minor !!! you have been warned.

“what’s wrong newtie? are you embarrassed?” you teased as you noticed newt biting his lip to silence himself after accidentally slipping out a moan out loud. “y-yes” he shyly admitted, unable to look you in the eyes.

“guess i have to go faster then”

"wait-!" before he can complete his sentence, you’re already fucking yourself on him even faster, placing your hands on his chest to steady yourself as you bounce up and down on his sensitive long dick. He tried so hard to hold back those moans, but it just felt so good that he couldn’t hold it in anymore. leaving him becoming more vocal in a moaning mess state under your body, while his cheeks burn red in embarrassment as his hands gripped harder at your hips.

"good boy" you slowed your movements as you feel him shooting his thick white liquid strings shot to your core

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i definitely did not get butterflies while writing this

[inlovewhithafairytale]

The Maze Runner x Y/N

[freedomfireflies]

Blurbs Masterlist!

Thought I'd add the blurbs to the main masterlist! And if you'd like to check them out (or need something to do while you pass the time in the bathroom), I've added them to this post, so they're all yours! You'll find some for Harry Styles, Dylan O'Brien, and Chris Evans!

Thank you again to everyone requesting, this is so much fun!

Main Masterlist (With full series)

~ Me? Jealous?

Best friend Harry

~ Rough and Loving It*

You tell Harry to get his anger out with you

~ How Do You Like Me Now?

Harry tells you he loves you more

~ Who Knew Olive Gardens Were Sexy?*

Makeup sex

~ Middle-Class Seats, First-Class Fun*

Meeting famous Harry on a flight

~ Soul Surfer

Scary Harry gets a scare

~ Speak Now

Best friends to lovers

~ Wet Dreams*

Harry catches you fucking yourself

~ Dangerous Games

Famous Harry is a PR nightmare

~ Harry in Subspace*

~ Showing Harry Around Hungary

~ I Don't Need You (But I Want You)*

Harry is your ex...but what's one last time?

~ Jealousy All Through the Weeknd

You and Harry run into your ex, Abel

~ Agent Dumbass

You get shot, Harry gets pissed

~ Stitch Me Up

Harry gets shot, You get pissed

~ Apple Orchards / Bon Iver Songs*

You and Harry get frisky in public

~ Sunny with a Chance of Stalking | Pt. 2

You find yourself behind bars with the very man accused of stalking you

~ I Think I'm Losing It

Pregnancy announcement on tour

~ Mirror, Mirror

Feeling a bit insecure

~ Maybe Harry's Not So Bad

You think Harry as having an affair

~ Ring, Ring! Hello? It's Horny*

You're feeling needy and call Harry while he's in a meeting

~ Lights, Camera...Angela?

Harry's director hits on him

~ And The Winner Is...*

Harry Wins a Grammy

~ Paging Dr. McHarry

You're a nurse and Harry needs help (Grey's Anatomy Crossover)

~ Harry in Your Highlight Reel | Pt. 2

Instagram concept

~ Keep Me*

Harry in subspace

~ Cruel and Unusual Punishment*

Harry keeps you strapped to a toy during his show

~ Better Not Pout*

The one where Harry isn’t leaving until he gets what he really came for.

~ Destiny

You see Harry for the last time

~ A Mother's Touch*

You and Harry celebrate Mother's Day

~ Always*

Harry Styles x Spencer Reid crossover

~ It Had to Be You*

Your ex-stepdad has something to tell you

~ The Walls Have Ears

Your best friend's brother, Harry, overhears something he shouldn't

~ No Tears Left To Cry

You and Harry get into an argument and he makes you cry

~ The Prism*

You, Harry, and Dylan go to a sex club

~ The First Time*

Your first time with Harry

~ Baby's First Baby

Harry tries to accept life and death

~ The Boy with Angel Wings

You and Harry roam the streets of Japan

~ Code Red

Harry is prepared to help with your period

~ Forevermore

Final show concept

Blurbs about Dylan and his different characters! (Gosh he's so pretty)

Dylan:

~ Getting Caught is Much More Fun*

Dylan wants a word...alone

~ Apple Orchards / Bon Iver Songs*

You and Dylan get frisky in public

~ Pillowtalk

You're secretly hooking up with the nerd...turns out, he's not so bad

~ Bathroom Briefing*

Secret meetings in the bathroom can be quite a bit of fun

~ The Prism*

You, Dylan, and Harry go to a sex club

Thomas:

~ Thomas the Angry Train

Thomas doesn't like your idea for the mission

~ Thomas the Angry Train pt. 2

You disobeyed his one order...and now you have to face his wrath

Mitch:

~ Alone Time Is Better With You*

You catch Mitch touching himself

~ One of Those Days*

You're having a bad day, but Mitch is there to make it better

Stiles:

~ Injured and Angsty*

Stiles hurt his wrist, but you're there to take care of him

~ Chaos, Strife, Pain...and You*

Turns out, Void feeds on more than chaos

~ Scott's a Peeping Tom

Scott catches you and Stiles making out

~ Now Let Me Hear You Cheer

Stiles can't get enough of your new cheer uniform

~ Tell Me a Secret

Stiles is rather secretive about his time at Eichen House

Richie:

~ Secrets, Sex, and Scandals pt. 1* | Pt. 2

You and Riche are sneaking around

~ Staying Out of Trouble*

Richie just can't help himself when it comes to you

Blurbs about Chris and his characters! Because everybody loves Chris!

Chris:

~ I Need You

You and Chris get into a fight, but neither of you can sleep until you've made it right

~ Have My Baby

Chris wants a future with you

~ Harry Styles Has Got Nothing On You

Chris is a little insecure about your past relationship

~ Make Me Your Future

Turns out, Chris needs a reminder on why you're his favorite

Full Masterlist

Credit for the amazing dividers to @firefly-graphics