#w: dirty talk

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Behind Closed Doors - J.WY

"Too much? Then why the fuck did you come here in this tiny little skirt, hm?"

"Almost like you wanted this..like you came here hoping I'd bend you over and fuck you like like my little fucktoy."

~ lil special fic for Woo's iconic outfit for Courreges on 050325 for pfw

pairing: wooyoung x fem!reader

genre: 18+, filth

summary: you just couldn't wait to see your man.. you missed him so much. and he's been so, so busy with his schedules, that you just couldn't contain yourself and ran to see him. and he made sure to let you remember this meeting for days.

wc: 2.9k

warnings: bratty dom wooyoung, quickies implied (hence the fast orgasms and fast pace), rough sex, multiple orgasms, biting, marking, neck kissing, unprotected (boo use protection irl!!!), power play/dom-sub dynamic, teasing, implied risky setting, dirty talk, degradation, praising, possessiveness, wall sex, overstim, completely consensual!, for sure forgot something, might edit later.

author's note: could not contain myself and i wrote this in one night 😭 @joyfulcadence asked me if i could make him a bratty dom so that's what i did (i hope i served bby). anwyays seeing Wooyoung’s abs felt like i was a victorian man seeing ankles for the first time. enjoy.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not represent the reality of the member in any way.

Wooyoung had been composed—too composed—for the past hour. Dressed head to toe in sleek black leather, lounging in his seat at Paris Fashion Week like he owned the damn place, he had been the picture of effortless confidence. Eyes sharp, jaw set, one leg crossed over the other, he had absorbed the show with an unreadable smirk, occasionally leaning over to comment on the designs to his stylist.

And then you had texted him.

Just arrived. Waiting for you on your break.

That was all it took. The moment he read your message, something in him snapped. His fingers tightened around his phone, lips pressing together as his cock twitched to life beneath the confines of his pants. You were here. For him.

He excused himself the second there was a break between segments, his movements quick and purposeful, leather creaking with each step. His stylists called after him, but he didn’t spare them a glance. He had one goal.

When he saw you waiting in the dimly lit hallway near the artist room, slightly out of breath from running to see him, cheeks flushed from the cold Paris air, he fucking lost it.

A slow smirk stretched across his face as he stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, his energy sharp. "Look at you," he murmured, tilting his head. "So desperate to see me you ran here? Cute."

Before you could respond, he was on you.

He grabbed your wrist and yanked you inside the nearest private room, locking the door behind him with a sharp click. The second you turned to face him, he was already crowding into your space, pressing you against the cool wall. His hands slammed down on either side of your head, trapping you.

"You have no idea," he whispered, voice low, teasing, "how fucking hard it was to sit through that show when I knew you were waiting for me." His breath ghosted over your lips. "What, you thought I'd be patient?"

He laughed—sharp, cocky, eyes gleaming with something dangerous. Then, without warning, he grabbed your chin and tilted your head up. "You ran all this way just to get fucked, didn't you?" he purred. "Yeah? Admit it, baby. You knew exactly what you were doing, texting me like that."

His other hand dragged down your side, fingers teasing over your waist before gripping your hip—hard. His knee nudged between your legs, pressing just enough to make you gasp.

"Say it," he demanded, voice dark. "Say you want me to ruin you right here. Right now."

And fuck, he wasn’t going to wait for an answer.

His lips crashed against yours, all teeth and hunger, his cocky smirk pressing into your mouth as he swallowed your gasp. His hands moved fast, yanking up your skirt, fingers already slipping between your thighs. He chuckled against your lips, feeling how wet and eager you were, how ready.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned, pulling back just enough to look at you—cheeks flushed, lips swollen. "You really did come here just for me, huh?" His grip tightened, his smirk widening. "Lucky for you, I don’t mind giving you exactly what you want."

And with that, he spun you around, pressing your front against the wall.

"You better keep quiet," he murmured, dragging his teeth along your jaw. "Or do you want the whole damn building to know you're getting fucked by me?"

He didn't wait for an answer.

He never did.

Wooyoung wasn’t satisfied with just pressing you against the wall. No, that wasn’t enough.

He needed more.

"Arch that pretty back for me," he murmured, his hand sliding up to grip your throat, applying just enough pressure to tilt your chin up. "C’mon, baby. Show me how bad you want it."

His other hand, the one trailing down your stomach, slid between your thighs and pressed against your clit—just enough to make you whimper.

"That’s it," he praised, voice dripping with satisfaction as you arched, pushing your ass back into his hips, your front curving deliciously into his touch.

And then his fingers slipped inside you.

Two, knuckles deep, stretching you just enough to make you gasp. His chuckle vibrated against your neck as he licked a slow stripe along your skin before biting down—not enough to hurt, just enough to leave his mark.

"Shit," he exhaled, pumping his fingers in and out, curling them just right, his pace slow, teasing. "Already so wet? And I haven’t even given you my cock yet."

Your breath hitched, a soft moan slipping past your lips as he worked you open, his fingers gliding effortlessly in your slick heat. Your hands scrambled against the wall, desperate for something to hold onto, but Wooyoung just laughed.

"Now, now," he tsked, tightening his grip on your throat, forcing your head back against his shoulder. "You can take it, baby. Can’t you?"

You whimpered in response, your hips rolling instinctively against his hand.

He groaned, kissing down your neck again, lips hot and demanding, teeth nipping at your sensitive skin. "Fuck, you sound so pretty," he murmured, biting just beneath your jaw. "Go on, say my name."

You tried to hold back, but when his fingers curled deep, hitting that perfect spot inside you, it was impossible.

"Wooyoung—"

He snapped.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, his hips grinding against you, his cock straining painfully against his tight leather pants. "You’re gonna fucking kill me."

His fingers withdrew suddenly, leaving you empty and trembling, but before you could even whine in protest, he was already unzipping his pants. The metallic sound sent a shiver down your spine.

"Spread your legs," he ordered, breath ragged against your ear.

His hand reached down, gripping your thigh and dragging it up just enough to tilt your hips at the perfect angle. His other hand shoved your panties aside, fingers tracing over your soaked folds, spreading you open for him.

"Goddamn," he muttered, his tip rubbing against your entrance, teasing, but fuck—he was losing his patience. "You’re dripping. You really wanted this that bad?"

You barely managed a breathy "mmhmm" before he pressed inside, stretching you inch by inch until he bottomed out.

"Shit," he hissed, head dropping against your shoulder. His hands gripped your hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. "You’re so fucking tight—"

He pulled back just enough to thrust in again, harder this time, knocking the air from your lungs.

"Better hold onto something, baby," he groaned, smirking against your neck. "Because I’m not stopping till you’re screaming."

Your cheek was flush against the cool wall, your breath fogging the surface as Wooyoung pressed you deeper into it. His palm was firm on the back of your neck, fingers splayed, controlling every little movement as he forced you to take him.

"Look at you," he breathed, watching as your back arched even further, your ass pressing against his hips with every thrust. "Fucking made for me."

His other hand was gripping your waist, fingers digging into your soft skin as he pulled you back onto his cock, driving himself in as deep as you could take him. Every snap of his hips sent shocks of pleasure up your spine, making your thighs tremble beneath his hold.

"You feel that, baby?" he groaned, rolling his hips deliberately, making sure you felt every inch dragging against your walls. "How deep I am inside this pretty pussy?"

You whimpered, toes curling as the stretch bordered on overwhelming. Your walls clenched around him, pulling him in deeper, and that made him curse under his breath.

"Fuck—" His grip on your waist tightened, holding you still as he ground against you, filling you to the hilt, his cock throbbing inside you. "You're squeezing me so damn tight."

Your hands scrambled against the wall, nails scratching at the surface, but you had nowhere to go. Wooyoung had you locked in place, his palm pressing down on your neck just enough to keep you trapped, his hips rolling in slow, devastating thrusts.

"You wanna move, baby?" he teased, biting down on your shoulder before licking over the mark. "Want me to fuck you harder?"

You whimpered out something breathy, something desperate. It wasn’t enough for him.

He smirked, tightening his grip on your neck, making you gasp. "Use your words, sweetheart."

"Y-yes," you managed, voice trembling.

That was all he needed.

Wooyoung pulled back just enough before slamming into you again, the force knocking a moan from your lips. His grip on your waist yanked you deeper onto his cock, your arch perfect, making it so he hit that spot inside you over and over again.

"That's it," he grunted, thrusting into you faster, harder, his cock slamming into your soaked heat. "Fucking take it. Just like that."

The sound of skin slapping filled the room, mixing with your breathy moans and his low groans. Your walls clenched around him, and he groaned, dropping his head to bite at your shoulder again, his teeth scraping over your skin.

"God, you feel so fucking good," he panted, his pace rough, relentless. "Gonna make you cum all over my cock."

His hand slid from your waist to your clit, rubbing tight circles that had your body jolting in his hold.

"You close, baby?" he murmured, voice dark, teasing. "Go on. Cum for me.”

Wooyoung knew exactly what he was doing to you. His cock was buried so deep, hitting that perfect spot with every ruthless snap of his hips, his fingers never stopping their relentless circles over your clit. The pressure was unbearable, pleasure climbing higher and higher, burning through your veins.

"Come on, baby," he groaned, feeling your walls flutter around him. "I can feel it. You're close, aren’t you? Gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?"

Your breath hitched, the coil inside you winding too tight, too fast. His fingers pressed harder against your clit, rubbing faster, and that was it—you broke. Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, crashing over you so violently that your knees nearly gave out.

A sharp cry tore from your lips as your body seized in pleasure, your walls spasming around him, pulling him deeper, milking him for all he was worth.

"Fuck—just like that," Wooyoung groaned, his grip on your neck tightening as he rutted into you, chasing his own high. Your pussy was so tight, so fucking wet, squeezing him perfectly, and it sent him spiraling.

"Shit—" His hips stuttered, then he slammed in to the hilt, burying himself as deep as he could go. His cock twitched inside you, and then you felt it—the hot rush of his cum spilling into you, filling you to the brim.

But he didn’t stop.

"Fucking take it," he growled, grinding his hips into you as he fucked you through both of your orgasms, his cum dripping out with every messy thrust. "Not done with you yet."

Your body was overstimulated, pleasure morphing into something devastating, something that had your breath coming in sharp, desperate gasps.

Wooyoung was still hard—so hard it was almost unfair. His stamina was relentless, his cock still pulsing inside you even as he rolled his hips, pushing his cum deeper into you.

And then, suddenly, he pulled out.

You barely had time to process it before he spun you around, lifting you effortlessly. Your back and ass hit the vanity, the cool marble biting into your skin as he spread your legs, slotting himself between them.

Your eyes were wide, dazed, but he just smirked, gripping his cock and lining it up again.

"You think we're done, sweetheart?" His voice was low, teasing, dangerous.

And then he thrust in, one smooth motion, splitting you open again.

A strangled moan escaped your lips, your hands flying to grip his shoulders, nails digging into them as he bottomed out. His grip was firm on your waist, keeping you still as he rolled his hips, filling you up over and over again.

"You're gonna give me another one," he panted, watching the way your body arched, the way your lips trembled. "Gonna make you cum on my cock again—fuck, maybe twice."

He wasn’t kidding. His thrusts were deep, precise, each one hitting that devastating spot inside you, making your walls flutter all over again.

"Feel that?" he murmured, his forehead dropping to yours, his breath fanning over your lips. "Feel how fucking deep I am?"

Your only response was a desperate whimper, and he groaned, gripping your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"Say my name, baby," he demanded, punctuating his words with a sharp thrust. "Say it while I ruin you."

Your body was trembling, overwhelmed, every nerve fried from the relentless pleasure. Your fingers dug into Wooyoung’s shoulders, nails leaving crescent moons in his skin as he fucked into you, deep and punishing.

"W-Woo—w-wait—" Your voice was a broken gasp, barely coherent, your chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. "It's too much—"

Wooyoung just chuckled, his teeth grazing your jaw before he trailed down, biting your neck, his tongue soothing over the sting. His grip on your hips was bruising, keeping you right there, helpless against the way he was ruining you.

"Too much?" he taunted, rolling his hips, stuffing you full again, making you keen. "Then why the fuck did you come here in this tiny little skirt, hm?"

His voice was dark, dripping with amusement and something filthy. His hands slipped under the fabric, gripping your thighs, forcing them further apart.

"Almost like you wanted this," he murmured against your skin, his lips brushing your pulse. "Like you came here hoping I'd bend you over and fuck you like like my little fucktoy."

You moaned, body twitching, your walls clenching around him. Wooyoung groaned at the feeling, his fingers digging into your flesh.

"Fuck," he hissed. "You're squeezing me so tight—does it turn you on, baby? Knowing I see you? Knowing I know exactly what you need?"

You tried to answer, but all that came out was a desperate little cry. His hand slipped between you, fingers finding your clit again, rubbing harsh, messy circles.

"You're gonna cum again," he growled, snapping his hips harder, knocking the breath from your lungs. "Gonna cum all over my cock one more time, aren't you?"

You were. You couldn't stop it.

The coil inside you was winding tighter, unbearable, sending white-hot pleasure crackling through your limbs. Your legs shook, your fingers clutching his hair as you choked out, "W-Woo—fuck—"

He felt it. The way your walls fluttered, the way your body seized up. And the second you tried to scream his name, Wooyoung moved.

His lips crashed against yours, swallowing your cries, muffling every sound. His tongue slid into your mouth, his kiss sloppy and desperate, stealing the air from your lungs as he fucked you through your orgasm.

Your body shook violently, pleasure rolling over you in waves, your walls convulsing around him, sucking him deeper. Your moans were lost in his mouth, muffled by the way he devoured you.

And he didn't stop.

Wooyoung groaned into the kiss, his thrusts turning brutal, punishing, dragging every ounce of pleasure from your overstimulated body. His cock throbbed inside you, the wet sounds of your bodies colliding echoing in the small room.

"Fuck, look at you," he groaned against your lips, breathless, his forehead pressed to yours. "So fucked out—so fucking ruined."

His fingers dug into your waist, keeping you still as he chased his high, his hips slamming into you harder, deeper.

"I'm gonna cum inside you again," he panted, his voice rough, desperate. "Gonna fill you up so good—fuck, you're gonna feel the ache of it for days."

And then—he snapped.

Wooyoung’s grip on your waist turned bruising as he slammed into you, burying himself deep, groaning as his cock twitched. His breath was ragged, voice breaking on a guttural, "Fuck—" as he spilled inside you, thick and hot, filling you up just like he promised.

Your body jolted at the feeling, still sensitive, still trembling. And even though he was spent, Wooyoung didn't pull out just yet.

Instead, he let out a shaky breath, rolling his hips—once, twice—slow, deep thrusts, dragging out his own pleasure while making sure you felt everything.

You whimpered, fingers clutching his arms. "W-Woo—"

He finally stilled. His lips brushed your cheek, breath hot as he whispered, "Shh, baby. I know."

Then, slowly, he eased out of you. You felt everything—the emptiness, the mess, the way your walls fluttered around nothing. Your legs wobbled, but before you could fall, Wooyoung caught you, steadying you on your feet.

Your breath was shaky as he adjusted your clothes, pulling your skirt back down over your trembling thighs. His fingers slid beneath the hem, pressing over your soaked panties, pushing them snugly against your core, keeping everything inside you.

You whined at the pressure, and Wooyoung chuckled, smoothing down your blouse before running his fingers through your hair, fixing the mess he made.

Then, his hands cupped your face, tilting your head up to meet his eyes. His pupils were blown, his lips swollen from all the kissing, but his expression softened.

"I've missed you so much," he murmured, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks.

You blinked up at him, breathless, completely wrecked. Then, with a weak smirk, you muttered, "Yeah, I can see that..”

Your gaze dropped.

He was still hard.

Still dripping.

He huffed a laugh, shaking his head as his hand gripped the base of his cock, still hard and dripping. His eyes twinkled with mischievous intent as he looked back at you.

“We’ll take care of this at home,” he said, voice low and teasing. “Let me call the manager to pick us up. You’re not done yet.”

You bit your lip, still trying to catch your breath, but Wooyoung’s cocky smile told you everything you needed to know.

The night wasn’t over. And neither was he.

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( 一月 ). ──you and jake used to do this often but, now that you can’t, the tension was running high 심재윤 &fem!rea. ⟡ oneshot, smut warn. language, unprotected sex, recording, dirty talk wc : 2038THOU ++( 𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 )

노트 @hoonven come back to me I finally finished this

“Here you go, miss.” You took the key from the clerk's outstretched hand, closing your fingers around the cool metal. You non-verbally thanked him, keeping your head relatively leveled; but not enough to directly make eye contact. It’s not because you wanted to seem rude, you just weren’t supposed to be here at all. 

Your boyfriend had called you over about fifteen minutes ago, after a dreadful award show neither of you wanted to go to, but you hadn’t seen him for months prior to them accepting the trophy. One glance and all the memories from before he left crossed your mind: the heat, the hands, the clothes scattered everywhere but your bodies. You missed him more than just a little bit, and the late-night phone calls, and secret pictures weren’t enough to tide you over anymore. 

He wore that stupid tuxedo that he knew you liked. The same one you’d practically ripped off the last time you met him in a hotel. And you wore that stupidly short black dress you knew he couldn't resist. 

He eyed you all night like a wild animal ready to pounce. You didn’t have to wait long for the text. Actually, it took about 30 minutes less than you planned. It was too bad you couldn't follow him around anymore, meddling about in various hotels under different names. 

The anticipation rose as you walked the dimly lit hallways, flashes of skin on skin behind your eyelids making you dizzy. Oh, how you’ve longed to smell his cologne and feel his hands all over you. How you’ve craved the attention only he could give you. You wanted it…bad. You weren’t convinced you’d feel alive until he was there, in front of your face, whispering stupidly intoxicating things. 

Then he was. 

“Babe,” Your heart skipped a couple beats when his hand gripped your wrist, pulling you into the dark room with him. “Are you actually a vampire? Why are the lights off?” 

“Fuck,” His hands were caressing your waist in an instant, dragging the fabric along with every pull and push. “Do you know what you do to me? I missed you so bad.”

“Evidently,” You laughed, arms locking behind his head and bringing him closer to your face, “You didn’t even change. Impatient, much?”

A smirk formed on his face, “Why would I when I know what it does to you?” He was cocky…and horny. A deadly combination when it came to Jake. You would know. However, you weren’t exactly dry right now but, you’ve always been able to hide it better than him. Or so you liked to think.

“Oh?” You breathed out, placing a hand on his chest. Your breaths mixed with the lust in the air, the eye contact nothing short of tempting. “Why exactly do you think I kept this on?” He was about to lean in and close the distance when you pushed, the back of his knees colliding with the edge of the bed and making him sit. You wasted no time climbing onto his lap, silently dragging the fabric up to expose more of your legs—arguably one of his top three favorite features on you. 

He huffed, fingers digging into the plush of your thighs. Your hand reached between the two of you, coming in contact with his slacks, “‘Cause I know exactly how hard it makes you,” You pushed down, not hard enough to hurt him, but to elicit a groan from him. 

He never broke your sight, staring up at you with those wide eyes that gave nothing to the imagination. You could read him as well as he could you. And you knew your little powertrip was only lasting so long before he had you at his mercy, spread out on the sheets of this hotel room bed. 

You, truthfully, hoped he’d take over soon. 

“Couldn’t take my eyes off you all night. Kept imagining all the things I needed to do to you.” 

Your head cocked, “Needed?” 

“Need you, babe.” He reaffirmed, grabbing under your thighs to hoist you up along with him as he got to his feet. “Think about you all the time…how pretty you sound under me. How much you come around me. Everything about—fuck—I just missed you so much, y/n. This fucking tour has kept me away from you for long enough, don’t you think?” 

You practically whimpered in response, taking in every word he’d just said to you. Maybe you weren’t actually so good at hiding it. 

But you were no one else’s, and happy about it, that was for sure. 

“Jake?” Your soft eyes met his and he hummed, letting the tension be cast aside for the moment, “I love you.” 

A smile spread across his whole face, “I love you too, baby.” 

Before you finally pressed your lips together, you spat out a quick, “Record it.” under your breath, which he swears almost made his knees buckle. 

And then it's like the dam had broken, all the still air in the room finally moving as he kissed you back forcefully—a little bit desperately—a mix of teeth and tongue and lack of shame. 

You were back on the bed quickly, this time the roles reversed, you on your back fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, the suit jacket discarded the moment you hit the sheets. His toned body was finally revealed, a relieved breath leaving your nose. You missed seeing him so primally raw.  

It was a little comical how fast he broke away and stumbled to set his phone up, you holding it in his view with a curious glint in your eyes. After you’d dragged it out of his back pocket. He almost tripped over the carpeting, obviously excited, causing you to finally laugh. 

You watched, balanced on your elbows. His back muscles were on full display, and pants unbuttoned as he made sure the angle was perfect. 

Once satisfied, he turned back to you, a shit-eating smirk on his face. He admired how perfect you looked, and how much better it would be once you were finally out of that dress that hugged every part of your body perfectly. “You’re gonna be the death of me, by the way.” 

You huffed, “I'd hope so.” 

He grumbled softly, throwing his head back in disbelief just before he joined you on the bed—on top of you—body to body. “You’re so stunning, I can’t believe I’ve been using anything but you for months.” He was spitting out whatever came to mind, grabbing the edge of the dress to pull it over your head, “Wasn’t the same…isn’t the same…” Until you were left in nothing but a lacy pair of black panties. 

You smiled, ushering him onto you, “Well, now you have something to remember me by,” His body was pressed to yours in an instant, kissing along your exposed top half and up to your jaw. “Don’t forget.”

“Hard to,” Jake groaned into your skin as you lifted your hips to meet his rhythmically. 

In record time he was out of his clothes, dragging the last piece of clothing blocking you from him down your legs. 

He kissed your thighs, almost patiently, like he was trying to make you beg for it. “As much as I’d love to eat this pussy right now, I’ve gotta be inside you.” Evidently, though, the one begging for it wasn’t you. “I’ll just eat you out after I’ve come in you, and in the shower and—I don’t know,” He was mumbling the last bit against your skin. And, though he was trying to be hot, you laughed again—his lips the only scorching thing at the moment. You hoped he’d watch the video back and hear how down-bad he was for you in actuality, you wanted him to know that you had him just as wrapped around your fingers as he did you. 

Then, you were gripping his hair, tugging him up to face you. “Hurry up then, Jake.” 

Your boyfriend did not have to be told twice. He was hiking your legs up to your chest in an instant, holding you folded together by the back of your thighs, your hands coming up to assist, resting under your knees. 

Jake felt his stomach twist with not only anticipation but fondness. He thought you looked beautiful put-together and vanilla scented but, he definitely thought you were the most beautiful all messy and desperate for him; crying out his name, and racking your nails across his shoulder blades. He thought you looked so beyond heaven-sent in whatever form you decided to present him with that day: sick and sleepless, full-face and dressed up, anger-ridden within his hoodie—whatever it was, he adored you to no end. And, that’s why the last tour (time away) has been particularly difficult. 

Your eyes rolled back at the first, long-awaited, stretch of him sliding into you. “Look,” He demanded, “Watch how well you take it, baby.” 

You squeezed your legs tighter, “J-Jake,” 

He spoke over you, “Even after all this time, you’re still made for me, angel. Such a perfect, fuck, everything.” 

He bottomed out quickly, skin to skin, and waited for you to say something…anything. But, honestly, he just needed a moment to calm down before he came within record speed. 

One of his hands left your leg, coming to softly lay against your cheek. He swiped his thumb sweetly over it, catching your hazy gaze. He could do a whole 180; reminding you of how tight you felt around him and how much of slut you were for letting him do such filthy things to you, or he’d remind you through cotton-candy words about how much he loved you and how perfect you were in every aspect. 

You wondered what you were going to get. 

“Angel,” He hummed, moving his hand swiftly to the back of your head and tangling into your hair tightly. He jolted it up, a loud squeak leaving your lips at the action. “I told you to look.” 

Your eyes opened weakly, catching his gaze for a second before traveling between your intertwined bodies. You didn’t have to see him fully inside you to know he was. Was he stupid? You definitely could feel it. 

What was he trying to accomplish? 

“Tell me how much you need it, tell me how much you needed—missed me, baby,” And, then he revealed his whole plan, “Say it loud for the camera.” 

He pulled out almost all the way before slamming his hips back into yours. You groaned, fighting his grip to lul your head back into the pillow. 

He set a steady—harsh—pace. “You were just talking so much, what happened?” 

You whined, letting go of the leg he did moments before and grabbing his wrist behind your head. Said leg fell beside his hip, which he didn’t notice, or frankly care about at the moment. 

“Go ahead, baby, tell me.” 

All thoughts died within your head when he let your other leg go, moving his hand to thumb over your clit steadily. 

You honestly didn’t know how he was so composed. But, you guess, Jake never has been one to not be in control when he was the one in control. 

“I-I missed you so much,” Your eyes closed, too overwhelmed to be able to do multiple things at once, “Nothing was the same…those stupid phone calls. The-they made it worse,” 

“Good girl,” 

“Needed you so bad it hurt.” 

He let your head fall back, unraveling your hair from his fingers. “Well, I’m here now.” He whispered against your jaw as he dipped his head. Jake was messy, and his lips over your skin was no exception. “Let me feel it, y/n, please. Show me how bad you missed me.” 

He caught your lips against his when your mouth slightly parted, a breathy whine leaving it and being swallowed up by your boyfriend. His tongue was instantly inside your mouth, a mixture of teeth and saliva and (once again) lack of shame. 

He didn’t care when it was you. He could let every guard down if it meant he got to be insatiable with you. 

“Show the camera, make me remember when I’m gone.” 

But, he’d never actually forget. 

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[aro-aizawa]

i like to think everyone has a colour associated with them, whether its just your fave colour or what you generally wear most of or what colour your bedroom walls are. i always associate the name sophie with dark blue, my mum is always a nice turquoise, i like to think my colour is a bright sunflower yellow.

if you have a specific shade pls tell me i adore when ppl have associated colours and tell me them, bc i think of them when i see that colour

[rocketqueen1989x]

My Axl Rose husband

🎀Axl Rose/reader🎀

(This is from my Wattpad :axlrose17xoxo)

warnings :

age gap , fluff , foreplay , sex references , fingering , dirty talk , smut , soft smut , praise kink , mention of hate , body shaming and cyber bullying , pet names ,mentions of alcohol use and drunkenness

(minors dni ,thank you )

📍: Malibu /California

⏰ : 11:36pm

2024

***

The sound of the heavy rain hitting the window filled my ears as it mixed it in with the sound of the tv that was playing just a few feet away from us

god you can tell summer is over

Jesus

it was so fucking cold

my eyes were glued to the tv as I was watching some true crime documentary

it was actually pretty good

my husband of 5 years was beside me as he was in his phone just dead to the world around him and his eyes clued to his phone

he was too busy flicking through Twitter on his feed page watching funny videos of cats or memes as he would giggle every now and then

my eyes travelled over to my husband and I just watched him as he had a little smile on his face while still looking down on his phone

his hand was on my thigh under the covers as he used his other hand for his phone

his hands were so big and warm on my skin but I could feel the coldness of his ring he had on his ring finger

whenever he would touch me it felt like nothing would hurt me and I was immediately safe no matter what

he was just my comfort zone

my eyes moved to his alarm clock just passed his shoulder and it was getting pretty late now

it’s past midnight and we both need to be up at 7 tomorrow to go to a meeting he has with his management team

Axl must of felt my eyes on him and he looked up from his phone giving me a little flash of a smile

god he's so pretty

his smile , his nose , his eyes , his face , his hair and his body

literally everything about him was just so beautiful

i smiled back and more closer to him as I sat up more beside him leaning back against the headboard of our king sized bed

"you okay ?"

axl questioned me and I nodded laying my head on his broad shoulder

he smelt so good

he's just came out of the shower too and I could smell his soap that he use still lingering on his body

"yeah just tired " I replied and rubbed up and down his tatted his arm slowly and he hummed at the feeling of my touch on his skin

"go to sleep then baby "

Axl said in almost a whisper into my hair as he turned his head to peck my head and I lifted my head up to fully face him now

my hand moved from his arm and I began to stroke up and down his bare chest slowly

his skin was so smooth and soft

just like a feather

"you're so beautiful " I whispered to myself and axl immediately looked at me

"what do you want ?" Axl jokingily with a playful smirk at his lips as he looked into my eyes

"dick" I blurted out trying not to laugh as I kept my eyes on his

he fully turned his body , facing me and brought my thigh over his torso

"you don't need to tell me twice "

he wiggled his ginger brows in a playfully manner making the room fill with my laughter

axl gave me a little smirk before wrapping his hand around my throat gently pulling my face to his as he kissed my lips hungrily

oh okay …

his lips attacked my neck as he moved further down and his hands roamed my body

from my neck , to my clothed tits , my hips then down to my ass as he gave it a slight squeeze in his pale hand

i couldn't help but start to giggle

My husband pulled back with a confused face but he was smiling at me trying to figure out what was funny

"what's so funny ?"

"this is going to hurt but I was only joking babe"

i feel bad now

oops

he gave me a frown with his brows but when he realised I was being serious he gave me a big sigh moving my thigh from his torso and turned his back to me sulking like a child

my laughter filled the room as I flung my head back

i looked to my right and axl was just ignoring me now going back on his phone scrolling through Twitter just like how he was seconds ago

"I'm sorry baby " I giggled quitley behind him as I began to rubbed up and down his pale arm

i giggled more not helping the fact that I knew my little stunt has probably turned him on

axl didn't even acknowledge me and continued just flicking through his feed on Twitter pretending I wasn't even there

"im sorry ,honey "

i don't know about him but I found it pretty funny

"well it's not funny because now I have a hard on " axl said with a little frustration in his voice but at the same time I knew he said it in a playful way too

"No you haven't “ I replied rolling my eyes turning on my back and faced the tv that was showing some quite graphic images of a crime scene

i felt my husband move onto his back too and the covers lifted up. my eyes moved down and he did in fact have a boner

oh

he wasn't lying

his dick now hard in his white boxers

i could see the hard tip just below the elastic of his boxers and it was pretty clear that I could see the long vein coming through in his boxers

i gasped quietly while I covered my mouth trying my best not to laugh

he just looked at me with the 'I told you' face and a grumpy look

"believe me now ? " Axl said with a his brows tinted together , pulling the covers back over his body and turning back around to face the other way now in a mood

i rolled my eyes at his little attitude and sat up on my elbow leaning over his shoulder and looking down at him

"I mean I don’t mind making it go away “ I whispered in his ear moving my hair behind my ear while I moved to his face and started to peck his jawline

he didn't say anything and tried to shrug him off me

moody bastard

i rolled my eyes with a chuckle pulling him back by his shoulder making him lay on his back so his face is facing the clieing

i grabbed his jaw turning his face to me moved and I pulled back giving him a single peck on his lips.

he just looked at me and a little smile crept up on his lips as he looked up now looking at me straight in my eyes

i returned the smirk leaning down again and started to peck his lips over and over again but he didn't kiss back though

"kiss me back " I frown with a tiny pout

"please "

i whispered against his soft pink lips and he indeed kissed me back

i smiled into the kiss as it was a passionate one ,letting my hand move up and rub up his chest

axl let out a satisfied groan onto my lips

he loved when I done that.

that's always even one of his weaknesses

i kissed his lips again but this time it was longer and deeper

i moaned softly into the kiss and I managed to hook my leg over his and I started to stroke my foot up his leg and thigh

"I love you " I whispered against his lips moving now to cheek

i gave him a few more wet little pecks around his cheek until I met his jawline

i licked down his jawline tasting his skin and went to his ear

"let me give you a proper apology love "

his reaction to my touches and words made me smirk as I moved down to his neck and he turned his head giving me more room for his neck

such a gentleman

oh by the way axl always goes feral over neck kisses

he doesn't really like hickeys that's much but he loves giving them to me

if he could he would out then all over my body

i remember one night we both went out to this club , got very very drunk , came back home but by the morning when I woke up my chest breasts , stomach , inner thighs and neck were covered with them

there was two or three on my ass

we must of went at it that night but until this day I cannot recall anything from after that club

i swear it was the shots that did me and also I mixed jack Daniels with vodka and I think everyone knows by now that is a fucked combo to have

but oh well

Axl groaned as my hand moved down further on his body and met his stomach under the covers but as I got more sloppy with the kisses ,I pulled down the white and soft bed covers

i love his body so much

it makes me go crazy. i don’t know how people say he’s ugly , fat and all this other shit

i mean look at him the man is 62 years of age and looks fucking amazing

i wanna live inside of his skin

he's just so fucking sexy to me

i don't care what people say about him

i get people all the time on Instagram and Twitter commenting on my posts or even texting me saying

"he's so old! He's old enough to be her dad "

"I don't know how she hasn't flied for divorce yet "

"he was more attractive in the 80s and 90s than now"

"how do you still find him attractive y/n ?"

shit like that

it pisses me off so much. i mean he is 62 ... he's not going to look 25 forever

it's just so stupid

and I get we have a age gap. he's 62 and I'm 35. I get that but at the end of the day the both of us are fully grown mature adults

he's my husband and has been my husband for the last 5 years

i just simply don't care

I love him and always will

whatever happens.

i mean god forbid if we do break up ,and get a divorce …

i don't care I will always love and have huge respect for him no matter happens

axl doesn't really go on Instagram and I'm glad because I don't want him seeing any of that

he doesn't deserve any of that and certainly not after what he's been through

no way

"I love you " I whispered on his chest moving further down and i tugged on his nipple piercing

axl let out a tiny little whimper looking down watching me as he sucked in his bottom lip

i knew that would get to him

I smirked and licked down his stomach peppering kisses all over his body as I moved his legs apart getting in between . my hand rubbed up his thighs  and my other was on his chest drawing circles with my finger on his skin slowly

my hand moved from his thighs and palmed over his hard dick in his boxers and I felt his dick twitch a little at my touch

"shit" axl groaned lifting his hips slightly wanting more and stroked his fingers through my hair ,putting my hair back from my face and gave me a little smile

I traced my fingers up and down his clothed shaft and I could feel his vein on his dick through his boxers

it turned me on so much

i thought I was sleepy a few moments ago but now I was wide awake , horny and I needed him

very very badly. i need to taste him

"stop teasing sweetheart "

i smirked looking up at him and made eye contact as I pulled down his boxers and his spring out right in front of my face

nearly hitting the end of my nose

A little groan escaped his lips and I knew the teasing was getting a little bit too much for him now hence why some of his pre cum was leaking from his tip and down his shaft

he was so thick and he looked bigger than usual too for some reason

but I ain’t complaining about that

"y/n please " axl whimpered brushing the pad of his thumb down my cheek and across my bottom lip

to be honest it sounded so hot when he whimpered

that was one of my weakness

his whimpers were so sexy

i grabbed the bottom of his shaft with my hand and started to kiss up it

axl watched me intently not taking his eyes from me

i loved when he watched me

it was so hot

i hummed and swirled my tongue on his tip collecting his pre-cum from his tip and wrapped my lips around the head

i gently started to suck on the pink head

little moans fell from his lips as I began to Bob my head up and down on his tip and eventually started to take more of him in my mouth

"fuck" axl hissed from above me and his head fell back onto his pillow

one of hands were on the back of his head while his right hand was holding my hair back in a messy pony tail to make sure my hair wasn't any trouble as I made love to his dick

his hand was on the back of head guiding me as his long fingers rubbed on his scalp

"mhmm just like that "

his voice sounded so deep and sexy

I looked up at him through my lashes and batted them at him while i continued to suck. His head was still back on his pillow and his eyes were closed just taking in the pleasure I was giving him

I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat and pull back just a little trying not to gag so soon

"mhmmm" I heard him whimper and that's just motivated me to take him even more deeper and that's what I did

i sucked a little harder now and took him deeper now deep throating him

his legs bent and his feet were on the bed and his hips lifted a little as he let out a very loud-ish moan

gawking and squelch noises were coming from my mouth every time his dick hit the the back of my throat and my nose was touching his pubic hairs

saliva was running down my chin only making him more closer as now etched from his point of view

I moaned around his member only adding more pleasure , pushing him too the edge as I bobbed my head faster

his toes curled and the grip on my hair was getting tighter and tighter

"b-baby baby " he repeated but I didn't stop but i felt him push me back a little on my shoulder indicating to me to stop

I came off his dick with a 'pop' sound

i looked up at him with a little innocent smile as I batted my lashes again at him

"ride me ,I wanna cum inside of you”

i made my way back up to his face and he grabbed my throat a little tighter this time but not too tightly were he would choke me and cut off my breathing

our lips touched and he gave me the nice but most sloppiest kiss known to man

as we were making out he moved me to so I was straddling him and I felt him lift up my night gown lightly and I was already naked under there anyways

i had nothing on

his fingers traced my inner thighs and his middle finger found my pussy

i was so wet it was actually quite bad

I pulled back and moan fell from my lips as I felt his middle finger run up my slit and to my entrance circling around it making little moans come out

axl pressed me back onto his lips and his tongue was dominating mine as our lips moved in sync

i gasped as I felt his middle finger enter me and he immediately started to pump it in and out of me slowly but he picked up the pace rather quickly

“already so wet and I didn’t even touched you “

those words made me moan hungry and wanted more

the rockstar quickly added a second finger which was his ring finger and he curled them inside of me and pressed onto my g stop doing the same movement in a very fast pace

god his fingers were like magic

I pulled back fully now sitting fully on his fingers while moving my hips adding more pleasure

"mhmm ,does that feel good ?"

i nodded frantically ,nodding my head head and my nails dug into his chest slightly

soon enough the pulled the digits out and I felt his tip at my entrance

Axl slowly moved the tip up down going in between my folds collecting all my juices from my heat. As he continued to do this a couple times the tip pushed against my clit

i bit my lip with a loud moan looking down at him and he was already looking up at me and his eyes roamed my naked figure above him

"you're so wet ,baby"

axl groaned and as his tip hit my clit a couple of times more letting even more moans lewd from my lips

without a warning his tip was at my entrance and he pulled me down by my hips

pushing into me loud gasps left both of our lips and our heads went back . my walls stretched around him and sucked him in deeper until I fully seated on him

i couldn't help but start moving straight away. i rocked my hips back forth and whimpers left my lips as I brought my head back up properly to look down at him

"good girl ,you’re such a good girl for me "

i whimpered at his words and he kept talking ,driving me more crazy inside

“keep going , just like that sweetheart”

axl instructed with a soft tone dominance filling his voice as he talked to me. he watched me roll my hips back and forth and I circled my hips lightly knowing he likes that

axl moaned and so did I but mine were more high pitched than his.

As I did that his manly hands lifted up the rest of night gown pulling it off my body and dropped to the floor on his side of the bed

now I was fully naked on top of him and he fully naked under me now with the bed covers pushed at the bottom of the bed dying to fall off

he looked so fucking hot. His chest was a little red from were I stuck my nails in his skin , the vein in his neck was more clear and little beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead

his chest panted up and down as I started to ride him fully and started to bounce up and down slowly

"good girl ,just like that " he praised me which only wanted me to go faster

Axl bit in his bottom lip looking down stopping at his dick slowly disappearing in and out of me as I moaned his name

his eyes traveled up to my tits as they bounced a little faster as I started to pick up the pace

"Axl" I moaned and pressed down on his chest going faster and keeping balanced which this only made him let out a a throaty deep grunt

his hands went to my hips pressing me down as he started to thrust up matching my rhythm

I moaned louder putting my head back as we found and matched the rhythm

I moaned but it came out like a whine as he kept hitting that magical spot inside of me

i could tell I was already close as his tip kept hitting it , hitting it and hitting it

"Axl " I whined digging my nails into his chest and I moved them up to his shoulders leaning over him and he grabbed my throat making me look into his eyes

"are you gonna cum for me ?"

i gasped as he stopped me from moving ,holding my hip with one hand as he thrusted up faster into me now fucking me

a harsh slap was landed on my ass and I let out a squeal as he slapped my ass again even harder

my moans got louder as he lifted his head up from the pillow and latched his lips onto my neck

"AHHHH" I screamed holding onto the headboard as I started to feel my orgasm about to burst and explode out of me

He knew I was close and only went faster he grabbed both of my hips and pressed me down on his dick

I just screamed out with pleasure , my nails clawed down his chest as my legs trembled on either side of him

"hold it " axl snapped grabbing my throat and my head fell back as my eyes rolled back into my head ,my toes curled and my nails just dug deeper into his pale skin

i tried my best to hold it but I felt juices dripping out of me into his dick

"I said hold it " my husband snapped again and slapped my ass three times in a row , I squeezed my eyes shut as my legs shook and my back arched

he waited for around 5 seconds and then

"Now"

was all he said and I did like he told me to

I let out a moan type of scream as my body trembled and I cried out in pleasure

his name rolled off my lips and echoed through our shared bedroom and he repeatedly pounded up into me chasing his release

but that’s not until he found it and his seed painted my walls

"AHHH FUCK " axl let out a loud deel grunt and his back arched lightly and his head went back

i whimpered as his dick twitched inside of me and I let out little whines and whimpers still getting over my orgasm waiting for it to die down

"oh fuck fuck fuck " his hands gripped my ass cheeks

god there's going to marks there tomorrow for sure

i weakly fell to his chest and my head went on his shoulder as I panted in his neck

"holy shit "

our pants were both in sync and my eyes were closed ,my legs felt so weak and my inner thighs were already feeling a little tight

a pair of lips lightly kissed me on my forehead and I pushed my face further into his neck as I calmed down

his hand started to rub up and down back to my ass as he rubbed over were he had been slapping just seconds before

there's definitely going to be bruises there no doubt

"I love you " my heart melted and I smiled

"I love you too " I whispered and he grabbed my jaw pressing his lips onto mine in a very loving but passionate kiss

i pulled back moving the hairs from his sweaty forehead and I laid there on top of him just kissing him for a couple more minutes and I got off him gently

he laid me down next to me and rubbed up his thigh trying to calm down my shaky legs

god my legs were going crazy

he really did fuck me good. I mean he always does

"mhmmm" i hummed feeling his body on mine

we were facing each other and our legs were tangled underneath the bed covers and he moved his head into his chest and his face went in my breasts

his arms were protectively around me holding me close to me and my arm was wrapped around his neck as I played the back of his head with his strawberry blonde hairs

"baby ,don't you need to set your alarm ?" remembering again he needs to set his alarm for us to wake up tomorrow for this meeting with his management and team

"ax ? " I whispered again and gently tapped his shoulder while kissing his forehead . I was waiting for a reply back and pulled back looking down to see him knocked out

he was asleep soundly and I could hear his breathing more relaxed and calm now

his arm was tightly around me as he hugged me close him. his face was in my breasts still and I felt his little breaths on my skin as he breathed

he looked so relaxed and peaceful

i reached behind me and seen my phone laying there on the bed. I grabbed it and set my alarm for him knowing he probably hasn't set his

i put my phone on charge and I moved lightly as I reached over putting it on the nightstand and I heard groan in his sleep

"shhh ,goodnight my love "

[petrichorium]

I think when shanks is like rlly into sex he’s actually kinda quiet btw

[rush-the-stars]

i do really like the idea of isagi and rin both sorta pining after you and escalating to a v weird and tense masturbation session together about you..,..

[livindeddreamz]

@tariah23

[maddyswrld444]

I’m so wet & horny I need someone to help me edge myself until my brain gets all fuzzy and I can’t think straight

[deus-ex-mona]

sometimes, i think about how ☝︎this rando☝︎ from the [redacted] anime inspired me to tl idol sengen out of spite for her butchered characterisation

[creatureprofessor]

devastating: neurodivergent person wants to buy the same backpack they had continuously on for 4 years, only to find out the same backpack now comes with subtle changes, yet again requiring a lengthy acclimatization process

[love-toxin]

fuck it we ball maybe i'll just start lusting after cowboys balls deep

[hrodreptus]

what if ethan gets into a fight with his mom and she makes him feel extra uber bad about himself in the way that only moms can and what if when he goes home to luke he just koala-wraps himself around his man. what if luke starts rubbing soothing circles in his back and petting his hair and kissing his forehead as he reassures ethan that not a single word nemesis said was true and what if initially ethan is so embarrassed at the deluge of rainbow fart compliments but as they get more genuine he melts into a gooey puddle and just buries his face into luke's chest for lack of a response. and what if all that warm affection settles in ethan's lower gut as another kind of heat and what if the position is just right for him to start grinding into luke's thigh, at first attempting to be discreet about it before luke notices and starts praising ethan even harder, growing hard against ethan's hip too until ethan can't help it and muffles his feeble, needy whimpers into luke's chest as he starts riding in earnest.

[ceilidho]

daddy kinks usually turn me off but your bear shifting fic 😵‍💫 brain rot. sweating, gripping the sheets, shaking and crying.

love this haha ❤️ I personally rly like daddy kink but most of the time (and this is not to disparage anyone) I just think it’s corny, and that’s sooooo much more egregious to me. but when it’s done right … 😫😫😫😍💖💖 dude…..

[ghostboyhood]

i got mac and dennis!! i have the trash trio now i love them so much

[halfbaked00q]

ngl. I want a Dom Q flavor that is like. a bit of a sadist. like maybe not necessarily a looot of a sadist. but like at least a bit of one. I want him to like. rly bully Bond. and not just in a cute way. like in a genuinely sadistic for his own haha sickos personal, gleeful pleasure kind of way.

this can include for example things like, playing with Bond (handling dick, tweaking his nipples, continuing to finger him or fuck him) after he's come and while he's like still sensitive and like getting into the overstimulated territory about it. also lmao. ...habe to admit. I found many of @/doll-tamer's posts very like. "ooh what if this for a specific flavor of Dom Q & sub Bond 👀👀👀... 👁👅👁." some examples that uhhh yeah I do gotta admit had me thinking... quite a few thots... (some of them are wow that would be gr8 to see... I want all of this but 00q.... and lowkey a couple are me going "....yea this is kind of Bond-core...." or like this is the-flavor-of-Dom-Q-Im-going-for-here-core....)

to be fair to me tho!!!!!!! I know Im not the only one cuz some of these DO in fact bear similarities to things I have seen in fic!!! So yes this is about me and myyy haha sickos personal tastes. But also I Know it also is Our tastes!!!

But also I want this specific flavorr and also.. if I could get like five more of these little blonde bitches dot meme.........