#well well happy sinday

[andy-clutterbuck]

Photos from The Walking Dead's 2014 Asia Promo Tour 📷: Kelvin C

[spxnglr]

Me: Aww yeeee I've got a three-day weekend, I'll be able to get so much writing done Me for most of said three-day weekend:

[theking-blackheart-muses]

There were many sides to Tyler and Bucky was the only that saw all his side. When Tyler was on missions he was serious and could almost be scary, he could be dangerous but he did have a softer and warmer side too. Tyler had was pissed after a mission and needed to blow off steam. He had texted his boyfriend that he would be training. Tyler was skilled with many different weapons and he was also skilled in hand to hand combat. After all the perfect weapon had to know to fight and use both their abilities, weapons and their hands. The male was breathing heavily as he took down his final hologram target. Slamming them to the floor and snapping their neck. He ran his hands through his wet hair as sweat rolled down his his shirtless pecs and abs as he stood up and the training session turned off. He turned around surprise to see Bucky standing them and watching him.

"Did you enjoy the show Sarge," he spoke voice so deep and powerful, more dominant this time around as he walked toward Bucky with confidence and power, there was a smile on his face as he licked his lips and closed the distance between them and looked into those eyes. "Did it get you rock hard?" he leaned in even more and whispered into Bucky's ears as hands ran and grabbed Bucky's hair. "Tell me you want me, to take you." he added as he kissed Bucky's neck slowly his hands slowly grabbing his boyfriend and playing with them through their pants. "Does Sarge want to be a good boy?" @vvolfstare

[attroxx]

good morning / afternoon gays in my phone. i’m out just trying to get out of the house a little bit since i never have weekend days off but i’ll be around later ~

[mnemoiisms]

Howdy Y’all! Its Sinday! Time for some surgeon smeshin!

[littlecaesar]

[navybrat817]

Hi Navyyyyyy how you’re doing good, sunshine.

I just wanted to share a little TikTok I saw. It was like “losing your voice” and like a girl coughing and then the other slide was “losing your voice” but with Bucky staring down at you cause you know 👀👀👀👀👀🤤

And to be completely utterly honestly I’ll chose Bucky every single time. 😌😌😌

Bahaha. So would I! ❤️

Lose Your Voice

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You want Bucky in your mouth. Simple as that.

Word Count: Over 1.4k

Warnings: Oral sex, (m. receiving), dirty talk, tension, slight humor, slight feels, Bucky Barnes (yep, he's a warning)

A/N: Happy Sinday! The ask and photo below inspired me. Set in the same universe as The Rejects and A Couple of Cuties. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

“What did you say?”

You rolled your eyes at Bucky’s question. You knew damn well he heard what you said. Even if he tried to ignore you, which he wouldn’t, his hearing would’ve easily picked up on your statement. He just wanted you to say it again.

Cocky son of a bitch.

“I said I want your cock in my mouth, Bucky,” you said, mouthing at his underwear as you gazed up at him. He throbbed against your lips through the cotton, which made you smile as you reached for the elastic. “Don’t you want that? Your cock so deep in my throat that I choke?”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he groaned, lifting his hips so you could pull his underwear down more easily. Watching his cock bob free was a treat you’d never grow tired of. “Thought you would’ve told me to fuck your pussy.”

The two of you should’ve been up for the day, but you both ventured back to bed after getting up and brushing your teeth. You didn’t outright state that you wanted to cuddle, but you implied it as you moved close and burrowed yourself in his arms. He hadn’t said a word either, but you felt him smile when he kissed your forehead. The affection made you snuggle closer.

Which eventually led to the two of you grinding against each other and stripping down to almost nothing again.

Anyone who had Bucky Barnes in their bed wouldn’t want to wear clothes either.

You rose up on your knees, brushing your nipples against his torso as you slid up his body to fuse your mouths together. The vibration of his moan against your lips hit you in your chest and between your thighs, your cunt slick and ready for him. But you’d wait until he finished in your mouth first. This morning was about him.

“Fuck my pussy after you fuck my throat,” you stated, running your palms down his chest as you moved back down to where his hard cock waited for you and your eager mouth. You rubbed your cheek along the length of him before you swirled your tongue along the tip, smirking when he grunted. “Think I can swallow all of you down?”

“I know you can,” he moaned, which made you all the more eager to please him. “But you may lose your voice.”

You pressed a hand to his abs with a smirk. You had no doubt he could fuck your voice away if he really tried. It was a challenge you welcomed. “We’ll see about that, big boy,” you said, opening your mouth so he could slide in.

“Fuck, you look pretty with my cock in your mouth,” he praised, watching you with half-lidded eyes as you took him in with impressive ease. You wondered how he was able to fit in your mouth, but you chalked it up to being made to get fucked by super soldiers. A skill that very few had. “You’re too good to me.”

The world had punished him enough and you wanted to remind him that he deserved to feel good.

You moaned along his thick length, taking him in as deep as you could. Breathing through your nose, you felt the head touch the back of your throat as you whimpered. Your soft, wet mouth stretched around him and the tears springing to your eyes had to be a sight. You still managed to give him a seductive stare, like having his dick in your mouth was all you needed to feel good.

Can I come just from sucking Bucky’s cock?

He gripped the back of your head and forced you to stay down before he let you up, helping control the pace. “Fucking perfect. Can smell how wet you are, fuck,” he groaned.

You let your hand fall between your legs, gathering some of the wetness, before you cupped his balls and gently squeezed. He moaned as you let him feel exactly what he did to you, that your cunt nearly gushed from the heavy weight of him on your tongue. You wanted him to thrust deep in your throat and coat your insides until you couldn’t speak without the lingering taste of him.

I just want to be good for you.

“That’s it, doll. Suck my cock. Just. Like. That.” He grunted, grabbing both sides of your head as you whined. Tears spilled over by that point from how deep in your throat he was, but you blinked them away to look at him. He didn’t blink as he moved your head up and down, flames lit within his blue eyes as you nearly spluttered. “‘M close.”

It was a powerful feeling to have someone like Bucky get turned on by you. It drove you to suck him down more, stroking and licking, pushing him to lose control. He moaned as his head fell back, your body hot all over as pleasure began to take him over. It was a paradise you somehow created for him, but he needed to reach true euphoria.

You had to make him come.

One more thrust, your nose brushing the curls at the base of him, and he was gone. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he growled, tipping over the edge and keeping you on his cock as he came down your throat.

You inhaled as he released you, a string of saliva and his release dripping down your chin. Swallowing wasn’t something you enjoyed with past partners, but it was different with Bucky. Everything was. The lust between the two of you was insane, but it was deeper than that because you were his girl. He found something in you that no one else ever had. Which was probably one of the reasons you wanted to please him, to show him through your actions what he meant to you.

A range of emotions flickered across his face as his chest heaved, pulling your body up so you could rest against him. “You’re too good to me,” he said again, your eyes closing as he wrapped his arms around you.

He deserved it and more.

You sighed as he placed gentle kisses across your face, like he hadn’t just shoved his cock down your throat like you asked him to. It wouldn’t take him long to get hard again and you’d really be in for a treat since your pussy was begging for him to fuck that, too. You could wait another minute or so.

Bucky tipped your chin to bring water to your lips. You didn't question where he got it. “Not too rough?”

You smiled at his concern and shook your head, your breathing and heart steady once again. The man had the strength to hurt you, even break you. But all he did was take care of you. He was a pain in your ass at times, but you liked that he kept you on your toes. It was a reason you loved him.

Love?

Your phone rang before you could dwell on that thought, both of you glancing at the clock. “Weren’t you supposed to meet Nat for breakfast?” Bucky asked.

Shit.

“Aren’t you gonna get that?” He pressed.

His mouth curved in a wicked smile as you sat up to get it. You cursed under your breath when you saw Nat’s name on the screen. You did tell her you’d meet her for breakfast and she was probably wondering where the hell you were.

What the hell do I say? “Sorry I’m late. Was sucking my boyfriend’s dick. You understand, right?”

“Hey,” you answered, your voice raspier than normal.

“Hey. I’m in the lobby. You okay?” Natasha asked in a gentle tone. “Did I wake you?”

“No,” you said, coughing a little to try and clear your throat. It didn’t help. “It’s my throat.”

“Do you have a cold?”

Bucky still had a shit-eating grin on his face as you glared at him. You might as well tell the truth. It was better than faking a cold for a few days.

“I sucked Bucky’s dick,” you said, making your boyfriend’s eyebrows shoot up, like he was surprised you admitted it. “Sorry.”

There was a slight pause on the other end before Natasha hummed in understanding. “That’ll do it. Rain check?”

“Yeah. Thanks,” you said, coughing again as you hung up. “Congrats. I can barely talk.”

He chuckled as he flipped you onto your back. “Let’s see if you can still moan my name as I fuck you senseless.”

Challenge accepted.

I had to do it! Love and thanks for reading. ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[bitchin-beskar]

So do you have any headcamons for coming to the clan nd joining either pregnant or with a child and Paz immediately getting super protective over you?

whew

do i have headcanons

u bet ur ass i do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have hcs for both and im in a good mood bc it's sinday so u get both!

coming to the clan and joining while pregnant

so i'm thinking if you're coming to the clan to join while pregnant, the one who got you pregnant is not in the picture

ofc, this could be for a few reasons, im leaning towards your partner being dead, but they could've run off and abandoned you too

but whatever way it happens, you're alone and pregnant, with little to no way to defend yourself

your village is attacked by pirates, and the nearby mandalorian covert comes over to help

the pirates had made it obvious they were looking for people to sell to slavers, and a pregnant woman sells pretty damn well, unfortunately

one of the surviving village members decides that this means it's your fault, so you're exiled

the mandalorians who'd stuck around to help are not happy to hear this, especially the large one in blue armor with heavy artillery

he immediately declares that you'll come with them, and will be welcome in their clan for as long as you require

stunned by the generosity, and with nowhere else to go, you accept

they're very kind, for all that you've heard about mandalorians as barbaric warriors, and their medic makes sure to give you a full checkup, and even gives you your very first ultrasound

your assimilation into the clan goes smoothly, but you can't help but notice your very big, very unsubtle blue shadow that follows you around and gets you anything and everything you need

it's weeks before you even learn his name, and even that's an accident, when the clan bounty hunter comes back and remarks that Paz seems very attached to you

you blink in confusion, especially when the bounty hunter-beroya, you remember from the mando'a lessons, literally facepalms to the amusement of his tiny gremlin kid

the beroya marches over to your shadow, Paz you know now, and they have a quick and heated discussion in mando'a far too fast for you to understand

but it was clearly about you, because afterwards, Paz becomes more than your shadow

he converses with you, eats with you, keeps you company, and even-at your request-attends your prenatal checkups with you

it's nice to have a friend, but you very quickly realize that what you're beginning to feel for your mandalorian shadow isn't friendship

especially not when you're in your bed late at night, horny as hell, and unable to really do anything about it with your stomach in the way

or when he sits close to you, his hand on your lower back for support, his low voice soothing and enticing in equal measures

or when you see him spar with other members of his clan, shirtless and sweaty, a huge mass of muscle, strong and vicious in ways that make you want

one night you're in your bed, nearly crying with frustration because you're so damn horny but you can't do a fucking thing about it

you're trying so hard to resist but you just can't anymore

so you fit one of your pillows between your legs, rocking back and forth to try and relieve the empty feeling inside you and to quell the fires burning in your belly

and in a moment of weakness, you call out Paz's name, lost in your fantasies

lo and behold, guess who happens to be walking by?? the man himself

he's worried you're hurt, so he comes inside, only to realize that you're definitely not injured

in literally any other instance you'd be embarrassed

but you've been sexually frustrated for months and the man of your literal dreams is standing in front of you

you snap that he can either come and help you or he can leave, but if he doesn't do something you might actually scream

he snaps out of his shock and decides there are worse things than getting to worship your body like he's been dreaming about

in the aftermath of your... ahem, activities, laying in bed with Paz, he whispers a confession that he wants more than just the occasional fuck

you're looking at him, hoping and praying he's saying what you think he's saying

he tells you that he thinks he might be in love with you, and if you'll permit him, he'll marry you and bring you into his clan, and if you wish it, he'll say the gai bal manda to your child, but even if you don't, he'll still love them and ensure they're raised to want for nothing

you kiss him, because you don't have the words to explain just how much you want that too, and you'll take anything and everything he offers you

coming to the clan and joining with a child

so, in this hc, i'm vibing with the idea that your ex was abusive in some manner, and so fearing for your lives, you flee him with your child

except the problem is he's rich, and he hates the idea that you escaped him, because in his mind you belong to him, so he hires Din to "retrieve his property"

Din takes the job, and upon realizing that "property" means you and your kid, he immediately abandons the job (bc he's got a kid of his own now and like hell is he gonna make the same mistake twice) and brings you to the covert

they're all equally furious as Din, to your surprise

Paz (who i've just decided is the Mand'alor in this hc) takes Din aside and tells him to go "take care" of your ex quietly

and then he immediately assigns himself as your protector

now, coming from an abusive relationship, you're v skittish around men, and even though your ex wasn't particularly large or physically intimidating, he still hurt you so the back of your mind is saying that Paz has the potential to be far more dangerous even if you haven't seen any examples of that

so you're very much shy around him and often v scared and skittish

it makes Paz so sad to see but he understands, and keeps his distance while also making sure to do whatever he can to make you feel safe

now your kid on the other hand

they're old enough, i'm thinking 8-10?

they're used to being afraid of dear old dad and also feeling hopeless about not being able to protect their momma

so being brought into a covert of warriors who have zero issues training children from a young age to fight??

they're ecstatic!

because not only can they protect themselves, they can get strong enough to protect you too

and they see Paz as the head of the covert and the heavy artillery master, and they imprint like a baby duckling

they follow him around and try to mimic him in everything he does

the entire covert thinks it's adorable

Paz is worried at first that you'll be upset since you're so skittish around him

but you decide to see how it plays out, and honestly it's kind of a test, because you've often found the easiest way to see the measure of a person is how they treat kids

and Paz absolutely loves your little one

he's so good and patient with them, he takes their training seriously and often personally trains with them

your kiddo loves them too, and Paz helps them acclimate so damn well

which is why when you find your kiddo sobbing in your rooms one afternoon apologizing for being the reason that you'll have to leave the covert you're very concerned

after much prying you find out your baby accidentally called Paz the word for 'dad' in your language, and now thinks Paz is going to kick the two of you out

you don't know how to fix this, but you know you have to try, because Paz is the first good and positive male figure they've been able to latch on to in their life and you don't want them to lose this, and also you really don't want to leave either

so you go to find Paz, and you find him on his throne, clearly very lost in thought

he's shocked to see you seeking him out, but he begins to apologize, because while he didn't understand the word your kid said, he was worried he'd done something to hurt them, and you'd put your trust in him that he wouldn't so he's afraid you've come to yell at him

you cross your arms and very sternly inform him that your child has come to see Paz in a father figure role, and you need to know how he feels about this, because if he's going to reject your baby, you need to know so you can attempt to mitigate the heartbreak

Paz stares at you for a moment and asks what you'd do if he said he'd be honored if your kid thought of him as a father and that he would ask your permission to adopt your kid as well to help your baby understand that Paz isn't going anywhere and that he's wanted

you're moved, practically to tears, all the fight draining out of you

you never could've imagined your baby getting this, and all you wanna do is say yes, so you begin to nod and agree, so overwhelmed

which is when Paz stands from his throne and makes his way towards you, where he tells you that as much as he loves your kid, he'd also be interested in starting something with you, that he admires you so much, and you've raised your kid so well, and he would like nothing more than to begin courting you

you're struck dumb, but you're also flattered, and you can't deny that seeing how Paz acts with your child gives you hope for how he might treat you as a partner

so, you agree to a tentative courtship, which quickly blossoms into more

...

i might have gotten carried away, but I hope you enjoy these!! maybe I'll turn them into stories down the road!

[andy-clutterbuck]

5x15 | Try

[doublejango]

Some Sinday-themed heacanons for Blitz, under the cut:

-Blitz doesn't have any body hair. It's not that he removes it, he just doesn't grow it. He has eyelashes and that's it. Sometimes he envies people with hair, but he also enjoys being smooth, and he knows that it's normal for imps to have really different body types. (He's also got genuinely thick skin that's fairly abrasion-resistant, but that's not necessarily Sinday-y, other than that it's tough to leave marks on him).

-He also does not have nipples, at all. He's got a liiiiittle belly-button you can barely find, but despite being mammal-adjacent (and very hot blooded), he doesn't have nipples. When he talks about being strapped nipple-first to a car battery, he's just saying it that way because the vast majority of mammalian people, including demons, have them and will understand what he means. He just doesn't happen to be one of the people who has them.

-Blitz is not gay; he is Pan. Gender doesn't matter all that much to him when it comes to attraction and sex. What matters to him is that they are fully capable of consent, and how they want him to treat them. He gives a shit about respecting gender identities, including in bed; if someone has a clitoris, for example, and they want him to call it their cock? He will, no hesitation. As far as he's concerned, they have a cock. Period.

-Blitz has custom sexytime gloves. His hands are so muscular and his claws so sharp that he will always use claw-covers in bed, but after having had a finger-only claw-cover slip off once and he hurt a partner? He has fully switched to using silicone gloves with reinforced claw-covers, they just are hard to find in his size so he gets them custom-made. Blitz really likes to use his hands in bed, so if he knows there's a good chance he's going to get with someone, he will always bring his glove.

-Blitz uses his tail a lot during sex, so he will scrub the heck out of it when he showers beforehand, to make sure it's as clean as the rest of him. His spade is firm, but he has excellent control over it; his tail itself is fully as strong as any of his other limbs, and he will use that for fun and games in bed.

-That being said about his tail... his tail is not an erogenous zone, nor are his horns. He is happy to let a partner grab his horns if he trusts them and it'll make them happy, but having his horns stroked or grabbed does nothing for him, same with his tail, even at the base. He deeply dislikes people grabbing his tail and yanking on it; don't do anything to his tail at all, unless he specifically offers to let you, and he will be way more likely to come back for seconds with you.

-But what is an erogenous area for him is the spines on his back. The spines between his shoulders attach in the muscle, they're not attached to bone like his horns are, and he very much enjoys being massaged around them. It's an incredibly intimate experience for Blitz; those spines are a pretty good indicator of how he is feeling about things, and can swell around the base when he is aroused (or ready to fight), and the muscle around them will thicken up and radiate more heat as well. There are a lot of nerves around the base of these spines, so if you want to undo him with foreplay? Specifically play with the spines between his shoulders. (If you mess with the little spines on his head, you can probably put him to sleep purring). The shoulder spines also good for after-sex-affection if he's letting you take care of him, although he'll more likely be trying to take care of you. Massaging very gently around them afterwards, with no expectation of sex to follow, will make him purr.

[satansbutterfly]

On this sinday I lay with legs spread wide in the name of Satan.

My loins tingling with Satanic lust energy creating a sticky wet moistness driving me insane!

Hail Glorious Satan and the gift of lust you provide. My Girlcock oozing and craving ,my body trembles unmercifully,I am taken and consumed.

Never as a xtian did I ever experience the depths of freedom both mentally and physically.My boundaries are fading and my need for insatiable lust is unmeasurable.

I blaspheme,the false God and holy spirit on this day and all days for the enjoyment the freedom,and pleasure that is provided by our beautiful dark Lord Satan to please him.

I serve loyally to bring men and women to your way, a vessel to use for communion as well as pleasure,and to satisfy my insatiability for pleasures of the flesh.porn and sex are my sacrament

I deny all that is holy,I deny the angels and the archangels,I deny the hypocrisy of the abrahamic God and the lies of the religion of the false Christ.

Satan is Lord of this earth and God of this world .come with me as we take off the chains and become our true selves.dont be afraid Christians you know why your here😈let us show you the true way.

Hail Satan! Hail Lust😈 would anyone want to help with my zipper? The slippery friction is constantly edging me.

Happy Sinday Butterflies 🦋❤️‍🔥🦋!!!!

[yaseinohyena]

(Happy early sinday) Who could truly blame Hiyori Tomoe for attacking his boyfriend in the changing room after a concert, behind curtains kisses being exchanged and Hiyori hand slowly opening the buttons on the Eden uniform “gross Jun-kun you smell like sweat” as if Hiyori didn’t do it himself for doing full performance as Eden, eve and now Adam on stage, which left them at least 3 songs before they would be joined be Nagisa and Ibara, rounding off before the next units would take the stage

Immediately captured upon leaving the stage to Adam. Thankfully no other staff happens to be around to check on them presently as no one aside from those closest to them knows about their relationship. The changing room completely free for the both of them. Jun squirms as eyelids shut tightly by the stealing of kisses. Bodies already heated from their time upon stage.

Hand grip at Hiyori's upper arms as an attempt to steady himself. Each kiss short-lived yet feverish in the desire. Excitement boiled over from dancing up on stage together. Very low groan rumbles out from within Jun's chest, uncertain how to handle the sudden onslaught so swiftly before mind gets any chance to process.

Well... not as if they need to return to the stage any time soon. Adam will finish up their song line-up, other units to take the stage afterward, and besides... for the final encore they'll need to wear different attire anyways, not their stage uniforms. A chance to breathe properly returns when his boyfriend speaks as they begin to undo buttons.

Heated breaths heavy in short pants. "You're all sweaty, too, Ohii-san," gentle retort back. "We just got off stage. It's not as if we've freshened up yet." At this rate, might throw the freshening up out of the window. Head bumps against theirs as ever-so-slowly hands glide down along the shape of their arms to follow the motion to where their wrists are.

Not that Jun isn't rearing up for Hiyori as well. With hands sliding back upward to aim for unbuttoning the green-haired idol's own clothes, he releases a low hum. Head at the perfect height to lean over and press light kisses to the exposed skin of their neck.

Nibbling's not an option on skin -- they're not free from the evening yet. "Just bear with the sweat for now, Ohii-san. It won't be until after the Live we can deal with it, and the evening's not over yet." Their closeness stirring a need inside Jun. It's been a while, after all. Depending on how fair they go for the time they have free, the sweat's only bound to return if they dealt with it prior.

[babbushka]

Sindays Are Back, Baby!

Hi friends, I missed you all and hope you’ve been well! I am happy to say that prompts are now open for Sinday. 

If you’re new here, hi! I’m Zannah and on Sundays back in the day I had a prompt event called Sinday where I wrote up 1k word fics based on prompts you guys send in! They can be smutty, fluffy, angsty, or somewhere in between! 

Here’s how it works: prompts are open all week, and then close Saturday evening at midnight. On Sunday, I post as many as I can for everyone to enjoy throughout the following days, and we do it all again! 

I reblog some fun prompt lists but you do not have to use them. As long as you follow some basic rules, you can send in whatever you’d like! (I do withhold the right to ignore/delete requests, please don’t be upset if your prompt isn’t chosen!) 

The rules: Please don’t ask for reylo, and please don’t ask for anything that includes violence against the reader character. 

As a quick reminder, I write for the following characters:

Kylo Ren in a variety of AUs such as:

Supreme Leader Kylo Ren (Any ‘canon’ Kylo Ren content is from a Canon Divergent!AU that I have, where Kylo has crushed the Resistance and reigns as Supreme Leader with his Empress (You))

Mob!Au

Medieval!AU

Edwardian AU aka BB!Kylo aka Titanic!AU

Biker Gang!AU

Ancient Emperor!AU 

Bond Villain!AU

Criminal Prosecutor!AU

Flip Zimmerman 

Pale (from Burn This on Broadway)

Clyde Logan

Charlie Barber 

Paterson &, and/or Paul Sevier aka Sevier Twins AU

BUT I am always down to come up with fun new AUs and headcanons -- I can’t wait to see what you guys come up with!!

[sweatandwoe]

Silco after passtionatly kissing SI!reader takes her into his office, sits her on his desk, and begins to eat her out like he's starved.

There's gonna be possibly two smut fics in one day here. Happy Sinday ya'll

Pairing: Silco x F!Reader (Secret Ingredient Reader) MDNI Warnings: Silco being a dirty man, pre-chapter 8 of SI (No yearning/Silco just thinks reader is hot), masturbation, jerking off to your future S/O,

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You were beautiful. There was no denying that. It had been one of the first things he had noticed when Jinx had introduced the two of you. Sweet as well, your voice soft and kind even when speaking with him.

Silco wasn't a fool to himself. He kept his distance, better to think of you as an employee or at the very least off-limits. Still, he called you 'Darling' and watched as you grew all flushed.

Gorgeous.

Alone now in his office, finally not busy, he can let those thoughts grow. Flicking open the button of his pants, he thinks of your mouth. Soft lips, perfect for him to kiss. Soft kisses at first, tender. A barely lit flame growing into a full on blaze. You would nip at his lip, and he'd devour your own. Tongue going over every spot of your mouth.

Eventually picking you up, carrying you into his office, clearing his desk with a swipe of his arm. Resting your back against the wood, he kept kissing you. Head-turning to kiss at your neck next, listening to the soft moans rising from your freed lips.

Pausing his thoughts, Silco draws his cock out of his trousers, already half-hard. Working his tongue against his cheek before he spits down on it, letting his head roll back as he begins to flick his wrist.

Where had he been? Ah yes, at your neck.

He'd leave marks in this fantasy. Even if you weren't his, you could be for a time. You never wore a high collar, so he can imagine the sight of them as you work and attend to your duties. Maybe you would end up covering them up, drawing a cloth over your neck to hide what he had left.

"Silco."

You always said his name so nicely, he was sure the sound of you moaning it would be even better.

Hands rest on your thighs, such perfect thighs. Soft and plump, that fit snugly against his shoulders. Lifting your skirt, to find you in this fantasy be wearing nothing underneath. Perfect.

He presses you further back, so he can hold you by the back of your knees, pushing your legs forward to your chest, framing your pretty face.

All he can do is stare, take you in so fully exposed. Looking still almost shy as you gaze up at him. Such pretty eyes.

He wonders how they'll look filled with tears before he leans down. The flat of his tongue to run over you once, and then twice. The tip of his tongue flicking at your clit.

"Silco, please."

Gods, you would sound so pretty when you beg. Pleading with him to continue, or to stop once you were overstimulated, tears on your cheeks as he finally did stop.

His nose bumps against your clit as his tongue works slowly over your entrance. Eyes on you, just barely seeing your face. Eyes half-lidded in pleasure. So pretty, so beautiful.

Far too nice for him. Not just with the scars, but the fact of how he was thinking of you now. A dirty old man.

He can hear you now, clearer as his tongue slips into you. Curling inside of you, he rubs his nose against your clit. Fingers leaving bruises against the back of your knees, before he draws them down to run down your thighs. Letting you drape them over his back, while his hands move to your ass, gripping it.

Letting himself devour you now, tongue working deeply as he tries to imprint your taste in his memory.

Your thighs shake, and your ankles lock on his back. Hands grasp his hair, tugging as he keeps lapping at your cunt, drawing out your orgasm for as long as he can. Hearing the soft whimpers of his name.

Once it's done, he pulls up. Lining up with your entrance, he slides in fully.

His release comes suddenly, as he imagines sliding into your wet heat. A groan leaves him, as he catches his release. Cumming quickly, but here he doesn't mind. It was just a fantasy.

If he ever did the real thing, he'd want you to have you multiple times.

He takes a moment to recuperate, wiping his hands on a spare cloth before tossing it away. Tucking himself back away, before bringing a cigar to his mouth.

It's lit and he takes a deep breath in before letting the smoke curl out of his smoke. He can still see your pretty eyes, wide and wanted. "Warren."

The guard opens the door, brow furrowed. "Yes boss?"

"Call Sevika in. I have a task for her."

[victorycola]

# VICTORYCOLA - mutuals    only    &    selective 𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 feat. both original and canon characters from 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐓.

this    blog    will   contain    mature    content    (gore, cannibalism, violence, etc.) so    please    only    interact    if    you    are    over    the    age    of    21 .

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john hancock (fallout 4) / primary

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joshua graham (fallout: new vegas) / test

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maximus (fallout: tv show) / secondary

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brice (fallout oc) secondary

nuka-cola girl (fallout) / oc / secondary

doctor eggman (sonic) / request only

adam (hazbin hotel) / request only

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[navybrat817]

OMG NAVYYY HII HOW ARE YA😭😭😭 ever since i watched seb's scene in ghosted ive been so... well... there's no way to say this diplomatically but anyways it got me thinking- you know god spends a lot of time waiting.. for his targets or sum shit.. he must get... bored(wink wink) ya know??? so maybe sometimes his gf comes along with him.. to keep him company.. in that car😏😏😏 and i dont think i need to say anything else you can work ur magic✨✨✨

ANYWAYS BYE LOVE YOU ❤️

Not too bad, nonnie! Hope you're well and hope you enjoy this.

Gentle Sin

Pairing: God the Bounty Hunter x Female Reader Summary: You keep God company. Word Count: Over 1.05k Warnings: S/mut, c/ockwarming, p/ossessive behavior, talk of v/iolence, God the Bounty Hunter (he's a warning, okay?) A/N: Um. This was unexpected! Happy Sinday, lovelies? 🔥 Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. ❤️ Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

It wasn't unusual for God to hide in vehicles or other places to track and collect whatever criminal or individual he was responsible for. The private agent possessed a certain level of patience suited for his job. It didn't mean he always enjoyed waiting, even when the payoff was more than enough. Which is why you were only half surprised when you got a message to meet him in the back of some random car.

"Come keep my cock warm, Angel."

It wasn't a suggestion and his demands weren't something for you to ignore.

"You know one of the things I love about you? You act as if this isn't where you belong, but your pussy knows exactly who she belongs to."

Fucking traitor.

You breathed in and out slowly through your nose as two of his fingers slid across your tongue. He hardly spoke a word when you showed up in the darkened parking lot, both of you careful not to draw too much attention to yourselves as you shuffled around in the backseat. He didn't have to tell you to lose the panties. They were gone the moment he reached out. 

"Did you know there are two main reasons why it's painful for people to wait for things?" he asked, changing the subject.

Loves the sound of his own voice.

"Mmm," you replied, unable to say anything with his fingers pushing deeper into your mouth. What would he do if you bit them? You could figure that out another day.

"One reason is the unknown. They don't know what's coming and they can't stand it," he said, rolling his hips beneath you. Your warm pussy didn't seem to distract him from his mission, the gun in his other hand ready for him to use. "The other is dealing with something they don't want to deal with in the first place."

You moaned when he brought his mouth to your neck and dragged it along your skin, the light scratch from scruff bringing goosebumps to the surface. Every sound you made, every clench of your wet walls fueled his ego. The sin he carved into you was gentle in comparison to the wrath you knew he unleashed on others.

You were special in his eyes. 

"You think you know what's coming, Angel, but I have a surprise for you," he said as he removed his fingers.

"And what's that?" you asked, wondering if he planned on using his ring tonight. "Me coming on your cock and you coming inside me? Not much of a surprise."

Was it too much to admit you loved how he filled you to the brim? That you craved when he spilled hot and thick inside you and claimed every inch of you as his? But you carried power, too. Your cunt did wonders on this man and it was a weapon you enjoyed wielding.

He brought his wet fingers under your skirt with a grunt, seeking out your clit with an expert touch. You didn't have to see the smirk on his face when you arched your back to know it was there. It was a look engraved in your mind the moment he made you his. "That's not the unknown. We already knew the night would end like that because I always get you off."

Cocky bastard. I get you off, too.

"Then what is it?" you asked, whimpering as he teased your bundle of nerves. Your essence soaked the curls as the base of his cock at this point as he tapped the glass with the gun. 

"Your ex-boyfriend skipped bail," he answered, his voice softer and deeper than before. "I don't have to tell you his name and I better not hear you say it."

You managed not to shriek when he pinched your clit, a ripple of pleasured pain causing your toes to curl. You knew exactly who he was talking about and it was one of the reasons he was your ex. Funnily enough you'd end up with someone who is both worse and better. "God, is that why you wanted me here?"

He had no lesson to teach you because you did nothing wrong.

"Partially why. You'll worship no one else before me and I want you to remember that," he said, tapping the glass again like he wasn't playing you like a finely tuned instrument. You wanted to point out you didn't even know the bounty hunter when you dated your ex, but you bit your tongue. "And I have to wonder if I'll shoot my load into you before or after I shoot him."

Was he going to kill him for merely skipping bail? Wasn't he supposed to bring him in alive? Why did the thought scare you and turn you on?

You gripped his arm for purchase when your body began to shake. During one of his ramblings to you, he mentioned he attuned his senses to everything around him. The orgasms he pulled from you proved that and you understood where some of his confidence came from at least. He also knew how to keep you on the edge without sending you over. 

God, just let me finish. 

"My beautiful, wet angel. Does that get you off? Knowing I want to shoot someone just because they touched you?" he lightly taunted, pressing an affectionate kiss against your shoulder. "Wasn't the tune you sang when I shot your partner, but I changed that, didn't I?"

"Don't talk about him," you snapped.

"Still sore about me doing my job?"

You shut your mouth. You couldn't fault him for that, but it was bad enough you willingly slept with the guy who killed your partner. Would good sex ease your guilty conscience?

"Well, your ex has no idea what's going to happen and he doesn't want to face his crimes. Too fucking bad," he said, pulling his fingers away as you teetered on the edge. "And I want him to see what it's like for a god to take you apart. I want him to see you're mine now. Then I'll take him in. After shooting him for good measure."

He shoved his fingers back in your mouth before you could respond. 

"That's it. Taste your sin on my fingers. Plenty more where that came from before the night is through."

I couldn't help myself! Love and thanks for reading. 💙

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