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[tatesweaterweather]

hi loves, i’m going to be posting another warren smut tomorrow. in the meantime, here’s an edit i posted on my tiktok of pete davidson’s character in suicide squad 2 :) <3

[tatesweaterweather]

THIS WAS SO HOT UGH

Peter #7 smut 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

MATCH POINT (PETER MAXIMOFF X READER)

Prompt #7: “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

Could it be the smuttiest thing I've ever written? Yes, for sure. Peter teaching tennis. Ashgsdhgf. I thought long and hard about how to use that prompt and today I finally got inspired. I hope you like it.

Warnings: smut +18. Minors DNI. DOM!Peter. Overstimulation. Unprotected sex. Public sex (almost). Professor!Peter.

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One day when you returned home you saw a piece of paper stuck on the door. It was an advertisement saying that a new tennis school was opening in your area and that the first lesson was free.

"Maximoff Tennis Club" according to the paper.

Nearby there was a tennis school where some kids from your neighbourhood used to go to learn. Because they were usually the ones looking for some professional future, the most interested. But also couples used to go there on weekends to have some fun. You had never been there, but according to the comments you heard it was a good school. If this new club wanted to compete with the existing school, it would have to make a lot of effort.

The truth is that you were not very interested, you left the paper in a drawer and your life went on. That is until new rumours began to circulate. "Maximoff Tennis Club is great" "Maximoff Tennis Club is the best thing that ever happened to the city".

And apparently it was true. As the weeks went by, even people who lived a little further away started to go there. And finally, when curiosity got the better of you, you decided to go too. What did you have to lose? The first class was free and if you didn't like it, no one was going to force you to go.

A girl greeted you when you arrived at the club.

"First time?"

"Yeah, I live nearby, I wanted to see what it was all about."

"Okay. I need you to fill out this form with your details, just to put on record that you've already made use of the free class."

Once you did that, she told you where the locker rooms were and also how to get to the court after that.

From the locker room you could hear the sound of the ball hitting the ground and the sound of the tennis player hitting a serve. There was music playing in the background as well.

The tennis court was empty by now, except for who you assumed was the instructor. He was wearing shorts and a white T-shirt, with a towel over his shoulders with which he was drying his sweat. And you almost dropped your racquet on the floor. Was that why that club was popular? Because of that silver-haired man? If so, you understood. The man, who must have been in his thirties, smiled at you when he saw you.

"Good morning!" he said to you, his slightly long hair glistening in the sun "I'm Peter Maximoff, I haven't seen you around here before... I'll remember you."

"Hi. Yes, I'm new." you replied, shaking his hand. And you also told him your name "Nice to meet you, Peter."

"Same here" Peter looked you up and down with little disguise and smiled again "Shall we get started?"

It soon became clear that Peter was more than just an adonis, he did know how to play tennis and it showed.

"Not bad for your first time" he told you after several tries. You were clearly distracted by him and Peter knew it. "But you could do better."

Peter left his side of the court, went to where you were and stood behind you. Literally glued to your back.

"Hold the racquet like this" he whispered in your ear, as he took your hands between his to guide you. "And swing the racket gently...yes like this."

You gulped as you felt him hard against your ass, Peter was still pressed against you and his chin rested on your shoulder.

Wanting to feel him even more, almost by instinct, you brought your ass even further back against him. Peter chuckled.

"You like that, baby?"

"Yes" you replied as one of Peter's hands slid under your uniform.

"How much do you want me?"

"I've never wanted someone to fuck me this badly" you admitted.

"Wow. You sure are sincere."

"Why deny it, right?"

"I like the way you think."

Peter turned you around to kiss you, but you stopped him.

"Can anyone come and see you?"

"No, no one's coming. The receptionist is definitely not coming and she just called my students to cancel today."

"What, how do you know?"

"Tsk. My receptionist is like my sister, she knows when someone is going to really like me and she's never wrong."

"Oh, look at you. How arrogant you are, what if the other person doesn't want to? Or if they don't like men?"

"In that case they can leave like any other student. What the fuck, I'm not going to force anyone to do what they don't want to do. Besides I know how to read people, instinct doesn't fail. If it's no, that's fine. But if it's yes, well... let's find out now."

Peter leaned his face close to yours and although part of you wanted to tell him no because of that air of arrogance he had, the other shouted yes because he was fucking hot. And that part you listened to. You closed the distance and let him kiss you.

His hands gripped your ass firmly and he kissed you even more passionately. You did the same and started touching his crotch. You had never done anything like this before, having sex in a public place, but as Peter started rubbing more and more of his cock against you, the more intense everything became, and the less you cared about what people would say.

"I have a fantasy" he told you, kissing your neck. And he confessed it in your ear.

"Pervert" you replied, winking at him.

You jumped the net, passing to the other side, while Peter stood there and through one of the holes of the net he put his cock. You, kneeling, took it into your mouth.

"Shit," he moaned, "God! yes, like that, babe."

Peter held on to the edge of the net while you kept sucking. The faster you did it the more pleasure he felt. His knuckles were white.

It's not that Peter fucked every adult that came to take lessons with him, he wasn't always that lucky, but the times he had done it couldn't compare to this.

Peter was a grateful man and he was going to do everything he could to make sure you enjoyed sex too. Even though you were already doing it.

"Come here," he said to you. Peter took you in his arms, lifted you up and as he did he kissed you again.

Even that night, as you lay in bed thinking about what that moment had been like, you couldn't understand how he did it. But Peter did it.

He got you to put your feet on the edge of the net as he grabbed you from behind and finally penetrated you. It was like sitting up in the air but being fucked by the hottest tennis instructor you had ever seen. It was also the strangest place you had ever been fucked.

The tennis net was moving along with his thrusts. You two were moaning so much that maybe even his friend could hear you (but she couldn't because she was listening to music with headphones).

When your muscles, because of the strange position, started to ache, you came down from his arms, but you never stopped fucking. Peter laid you down on the clay court and kept moving inside you. He knew you had cum a while ago, but he was ready for you to do it again. He still had energy.

"Please, Peter, don't stop."

"I don't plan to, baby" he replied. He kept thrusting into you while kissing your breasts. The fact that you continued to moan in his ear like that was the stimulation he needed. When his tongue licked your sensitive nipples, you cum again.

"Oh, God..." you moaned, against his shoulder.

"I know you can cum again, baby. yes? Do it for me."

"Again?" you didn't know how he could keep up that pace, as if you were just getting started. Your heart was pounding and your body was satisfied, but the thought of cum for the third time in one round was just too attractive. You didn't remember if it had ever happened to you before. Maybe it hadn't. At that moment you didn't even remember your name.

"Yes, again."

Peter saw you nod and smiled. He put your legs around his hips and his movements were rougher and more intense than before. Your overstimulated pussy soon reacted again to the pleasure this man was giving you and made you cum for the third time.

But he who was not ready yet, although close, pulled his cock out of you to lie between your legs and started to eat you. You couldn't believe it, you were almost shouting with pleasure. It couldn't be what was happening to you. You were sure that no drug could match that pleasure. Between kisses on your clit and his tongue fucking you, you managed to cum a fourth time.

Peter's energy was finally coming to an end and when he entered you again, it only took a couple of thrusts for him to finally cum this time.

Both of you, trying to catch your breath, lay naked in the middle of the tennis court.

"If I die now, I think I'd be okay," you said with a chuckle. Peter laughed too.

"But I hope you don't die. We still have a second set to play."

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[tatesweaterweather]

Intoxicated sex with Warren - fem!reader <3

(⚠️ warnings!: drug use, swearing, squirting, smut)

You shakily pulled your hood up as you ran towards Warren Lipka’s car. It had just started pouring before you left your apartment, but had clearly gotten worse as you made your way to his car. He unlocked the doors as soon as he seen your silhouette in the violent rain.

“Hey.” You greeted as you sat down in the passenger seat, pulling your hood down to reveal your soaked hair.

“Hey. Nice hair.” Warren snickered. You rolled your eyes.

“Shut up. Are you gonna continue to be an asshole? Or are you going to give me what I came here for.” You looked at him expectedly. Warren had been your dealer for the past few months. You both had known each other in high school, but had never really spoken until you contacted him one day through a friend.

“Oh, right.” He pulled a bag from out of his jacket pocket. You handed him money in exchange. “Thanks.”

“Yeah..” You stared awkwardly. “So, you got any plans for the night?”

“No, not really. Might stay in.” He replied. You nodded, unsure of what to do next.

“Did you want to maybe come inside?” You offered. “I was going to smoke this with my friend tonight, but they cancelled and I don’t usually like to smoke alone.”

Warren smiled. “Sure.” He unbuckled his seatbelt, pulling his hood up to protect himself from the rain. “Ready?”

You nodded as you pulled your own hood over your head, opening the car door and jumping out. You both laughed as you shakily ran through the rain, making your way to the apartment. You quickly unlocked the doors to the lobby, shivering as your hood fell off.

“God, that was so fucking cold.” You shuddered, your trembling hands grabbing onto the railing of the stairway causing Warren to laugh behind you. You continued making your way up the stairway to your apartment, yours and Warren’s squeaky shoes the only audible noise.

Grabbing your keys again, you unlocked the door to your small apartment. You kicked off your wet shoes as you set your jacket down, waiting for Warren to do the same. Once he finished putting his stuff down, you motioned for him to follow you. “Come on.”

You pushed the door to your bedroom open and sat down on the bed. “You can shut the door.” You looked up at Warren. He nodded, softly closing the door and sitting down across from you. You handed him the bag he originally handed to you, watching the way he delicately took out the rolled blunts.

You thanked him as he handed you a lit blunt, immediately putting it to your lips and inhaling the thick smoke. You sighed as your back slumped slightly, the satisfying high already going to your head.

“Woah, you really needed this.” Warren laughed as he lit his own blunt. Nodding, you returned his laugh.

You both talked as you continued going through the blunts he had brought, laughing and eventually laying down next to each other.

“Shit, you know what I just realized?” You turned to look at him. He only let out a small ‘mmm?’ as he stared back at you. “You’re actually pretty fun to be with, Warren Lipka.”

He laughed as he kept his gaze on you. “Yeah, I can say the same about you too.”

You smiled as you laid your head back down, this time unknowingly much closer to Warren. He took this as an opportunity to play with your hair in his fingers.

“You want to know what I always thought?” He mumbled softly, looking down at you.

“What?” You traced your hands on the sheets below you, unsure of what he might say.

“I always thought you were the prettiest girl in our high school.” He admitted. Taken by surprise, you raised your head again.

“Really?” You asked, unsure if you heard him correctly.

“Yeah, you could ask anyone. Ask Spencer, as a matter of fact. He could tell you that I had the biggest crush on you back then.” He replied. Unsure if he was being serious or not, you scanned his face for any indication he was joking. There wasn’t any.

“Wow..” You chuckled. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“Fuck, I don’t know. I was scared, I guess.” He looked away, unsure of what to do.

“Warren Lipka? Scared?” You teased. He playfully rolled his eyes before looking back at you. You stared back at him for only a few seconds before he leaned up, instantly connecting your lips with his. You tensed up for a second before leaning into his touch.

You stayed like this for a few moments before he softly nudged you, motioning for you to climb on-top of his lap.

After catching the hint to climb into his lap, you moaned softly as he snaked one of his hands up to your chest. He cupped one of your tits in his hand, feeling the way your body slumped with pleasure as he continued fondling with your clothed breasts.

You detached your lips from his once more as you began to take your shirt off. He stared up at you hungrily as he felt his breath get stuck in his throat, the sight of you stripping on-top of him making him harder and harder by the second.

After discarding your shirt on the floor, you stared at him once more before kissing him again, your hands reaching for the buttons of his shirt in the process. You smiled lustfully as he forcefully removed his shirt to speed things along. He also discarded his pants, along with yours. He leaned up to kiss you again before you interrupted him.

“Wait, hold on.” You paused, grabbing another blunt from your bedside table. You quickly lit it and inhaled before passing it to him, watching the way he kept his gaze on you as he smoked it. After inhaling twice, he set it down on the ashtray beside your bed. He bit his lip as you began to remove your bra.

“Fuck.” He groaned as you discarded your bra onto the floor. He immediately sat upwards to attach his mouth to one of your nipples. You moaned, throwing your head back in the process. He smirked as he kept his mouth on you, his hands fondling the breast he couldn’t pay attention to.

Taking him by surprise, you began to grind down deeper into his lap, causing him to groan once more.

“Jesus.” He shuddered. “Let’s take these off.” He reached down to your panties, sliding them off your legs and onto the floor. After doing so, he removed his own boxers.

He then flipped you around so that you were laying against the pillows and he was positioned between your legs. He spread your legs apart before immediately diving into your pussy face-first, eating you cunt like it was his very last meal.

“Oh, fuck.” You cried out. “Fuck. Please, Warren.”

Hearing this, he instantly pulled away. “Please what, baby?”

You felt your face heating up in embarrassment. Dirty talk on your part was never really your thing, so telling him what you wanted him to do to you felt impossible.

“…I’m waiting.” He hovered just above your pussy, waiting for you to answer.

You shakily breathed out once more before caving in. “Please, I want you to make me cum.”

“That’s all you had to say.” He replied, diving back in between your legs. This time he focused his tongue on your clit while he reached his fingers up to your entrance, scooping up the slick arousal that was dripping out from your pussy.

He kept his mouth on you while he reached his now-coated fingers up to your lips, watching the way you stared at him with pleading eyes.

“I want you to taste yourself, love. You taste so good. The best fucking pussy I’ve ever had.” His words made you weak in the knees, causing you to part your lips. He took this as an opportunity to shove his fingers in your mouth, smirking as you greedily took them.

“God, you’re so good for me.” He praised, removing his fingers from your mouth and to your pussy once more. He reattached his mouth to your clit as he pushed his fingers into you slowly. He watched as your back arched off the bed, crying out from the pleasure of him eating you out alone.

“Oh, god. Warren.” You whimpered, your hands immediately going to his hair. Groaning, he fastened the pace of his fingers in and out of you. You moaned loudly, biting the back of your hand as his fingers repeatedly hit your g-spot. You felt your orgasm beginning to build up and you desperately grasped at the sheets.

Warren could feel you tightening around him and almost instantly pulled his head away, fucking into you with his fingers even harder. Your legs shook violently on both sides of his head as you felt your orgasm approach, causing you to cry out. You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt yourself release all over Warren’s face.

He only smiled as he wiped his face with his hands, your squirt dripping down his chin. He slid his hands across your pussy once more before readjusting his position, now towering over you. He leaned down to kiss your lips as you attempted to recollect yourself after your violent orgasm.

“Can you taste it?” He detached his lips from yours, staring down at your face lustfully. Your mascara was smudged from crying during your orgasm and your lips were swollen from making out with him prior to him eating you out. “Can you taste how good you taste to me?”

You nodded, the same cloud of lust in your eyes. Warren only smiled at you before reaching his hand up to stroke your hair, keeping his gaze on you. “Are you ready?”

Nodding, your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as Warren reached between you two to gently push into you. He immediately let out a low moan, feeling you clench around him. He slowly rocked his hips into you, finding an even rhythm that wouldn’t hurt you too much.

“Oh my god.” You whined, his length stretching you out so good. “Please, faster.”

Warren nodded, fastening his pace into you. His jaw went slack and his eyes closed as he grunted continuously, occasionally opening his eyes to watch the way your tits bounced with every thrust.

“Fuck. Your pussy is perfect for my cock.” You flushed under his praise, staring up into his eyes. “Perfect cunt just for me.”

You whimpered as you felt your walls begin to clench around him for the second time of the night, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“Tell me again what you want.” He demanded continuing his thrusts into you.

“I want- fuck.” You whined. “I want you to make me cum.”

With that, Warren only chuckled as he bucked his hips into you even harder than before. You cried out as he lifted your legs over his shoulders, hitting your g-spot perfectly with every thrust. He leaned down to kiss your lips, feeling the vibrations of your moans on his lips. He felt you uncontrollably clenching around his cock and he detached his lips from yours, leaning towards your ear.

“Cum for me.” He told you. He didn’t have to tell you twice before you released your leg-shaking orgasm around his cock, nearly sobbing in the process. The pulsating feeling of your pussy around him was enough to make him cum, and at that very moment he pulled his cock out and pumped himself onto your lower stomach.

He panted as he held himself above you, attempting to gather himself while also caring for you in the meantime. He leaned down to kiss your forehead before slumping down next to you, the both of you trying to catch your breaths.

He turned his head to you, watching the way your chest moved up and down. He sat up after a few moments, staring down at you. “Can I get you anything?”

You looked up at him and nodded, asking if he can get you a glass of water to which he agreed. A few moments after he came back with the water, helping you sit up.

He smiled at you, admiring your features as you slipped your shirt back on. You caught him staring and your face immediately flushed red.

“…What?” You asked, to which he just laughed.

“Nothing.” He replied. You gave him a ‘if you say so’ look before laying back down on the pillows. He laid down beside you and pulled you in, tracing your arms with his fingertips.

“Thank you for coming over this evening.” You stared up at him, smiling softly.

“Of course.”

(a/n: hi!! i’m back!! i had to go on a little bit of a hiatus due to my mental health for a while, but i’m back again. i just couldn’t resist to write this fic, plus with all the support i’ve been getting on here + on tik tok, i’ve decided this is the place where i want to be :) i just love writing too much to give it up, you know? anyway. ty all for those who have kept me in their thoughts by continuing to tag my acc in different fics/posts, i appreciate u so so much. ily all. <3)

[tatesweaterweather]

hi loves. i just wanted to post another quick update. i’m sorry i haven’t been posting too often, i’m still grieving over the loss of another family member who passed away due to covid. i wish i could explain the feeling. it just hurts so bad. anyway, i just wanted to give u guys an explanation as to why i’ve gone away completely. i’m hoping to be back and writing soon. ily guys so much. <3

[tatesweaterweather]

hi loves. i just wanted to check in today. i’m really sorry i haven’t been updating these past couple of days. i’ve just been dealing with a lot. i had yet another person very close to me lose their battle to covid just two days ago. pls if you can keep me in your thoughts/prayers, it would mean so much. i will try to post something today even if it’s short. ily all so much. <3

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some reaction pics of my best boy bc why not <33 credit for the colin icons: @kai-andersons-cheeto !! (ily so much ur icons are just *chefs kiss* omg)

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PLS THE PICTURE HAHSHAHAH

So peter is afraid to tell Erik that he's his son right? So he writes like a note or letter to him basically saying "Hey I'm afraid of you but I'm your son!" And Erik is like "????" But here's the thing Peter forgot to sign it so Erik just goes around the school all like "AEE YOU MY SON?!?!" And then everyone that knows loses their shit and won't say anything because it's too funny, peter just becomes too embarrassed to say anything.

(Ok someone tell me if this has been written because if so I would love it.)

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THIS GIF IS JUST MWAH <33

why the fuck is he so pretty

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mood today. <3

[tatesweaterweather]

hi loves, i just posted a colin smut if u wanted to check it out. also, THIS PICTURE?? IS SO HOT?? FOR NO REASON?? omg.

[tatesweaterweather]

Overstimulating Colin Zabel - fem!reader

(⚠️ warnings!: sub!Colin & dom!reader, edging, cussing & overstimulation)

“Hey, baby.” You greeted Colin as you walked through his bedroom door, setting your things down.“I was wondering if you wanted to-”

You were thrown off abruptly at the sight in front of you. On his bed, Colin was laid back against his pillows. He had his underwear pulled down and his hand was wrapped around the base of his cock. His eyes widened and he looked at you in fear.

“H-hey.. y/n.” He stuttered out, his cheeks flushed. You sighed and walked over to him, hovering above his face.

“What did I tell you, Colin?” You began stroking his cock ever so slightly, causing him to whimper and buck up into your touch.

“I- fuck.” He whined. “I’m supposed to ask for your permission before I touch myself.”

“That’s right, baby.” You ran your thumb over his slit, pulling an almost pornographic moan from his lips.

“I’m- oh god, I’m really close.” He looked up at you with pleading eyes. “Can I please cum?”

You cooed mockingly as you stared at his brown doe eyes. “I don’t think so, darling.”

Colin nearly let out a sob as you removed your hand from his cock, bucking his hips up into the air.

“Please, please, please. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.” He choked out. “Please.”

You pretended to think about it for a moment before redirecting your gaze back to him. “Okay, puppy. I’ll give you what you want.”

He smiled in relief before his head fell back against the pillows, groaning as you placed your hand back on his sensitive cock. You kept your eyes on him as you smirked, enjoying the way his mouth fell open with every flicker to his slit.

You kept this going for awhile before you noticed his hips beginning to sputter, a sign that he was close. You tugged on him one last time before he came all over your hand, moaning profanities as his hips shook.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He cussed. He looked at you in confusion as he came down from his high, wondering why you haven’t removed your hand from his cock yet. You only stared at him back, smiling as you began to pump him with your hand again.

“Please, no. Too much.” He pleaded, keeping his hands to himself as he knew better than to stop you.

“Come on, honey. Isn’t this what you wanted? You wanted to cum so bad, I’m making you cum.” You taunted, knowing he can take much more than what you were giving him.

You kept your gaze on him as you climbed onto the bed, crawling in between his legs. You stared up at him through your eyelashes before gently licking his red, angry tip. You kept his cock on your tongue, watching the way he whimpered above you.

“Oh.. fuck.” He gripped onto the sheets as you sank your mouth further down onto him. You moaned around him, sending vibrations of pleasure up his spine. “Oh, god.”

You pulled away to tug at him again. He lifted his head to look at you with pleading eyes, watching as a few dribbles of his pre-cum ran down the sides of your mouth. His hips began to shake again and you held them down, sticking your tongue out as you awaited for his orgasm. A few seconds later Colin came with a groan. His cheeks flushed as he watched you lift your head up, his cum covering your face.

“Sit up a little for me, baby.” You commanded. He shifted so that he was no longer leaning against the pillows, but sitting up straight. He looked at you as he waited for your next command. He watched in lust as you scooped his cum from off your face, bringing your finger up to his mouth. He obeyed as he opened up his mouth, taking your digits and swirling them around with his tongue.

“Good boy.” You praised. “Do you think you can cum once more for me, honey? I’ll give you a treat afterwards.”

He flushed under your touch, leaning into you as he nodded.

“Yeah, I knew you’d be so good for me..” You pumped him gently before kissing his hip, enjoying the way he mewled at your praise. “My good boy.”

You pumped him a bit more gently this time, rubbing up and down his thighs simultaneously. He whined at the sensitivity on his cock, stuffing his face into the sides of his pillows.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” You cooed as he stood on the brink of his orgasm, whimpering desperately. He bucked up into your hands once more as he came again, nearly sobbing at the almost painful overstimulation.

“Good boy, so good for me.” You rubbed his soft hips, smiling at him from in between his legs. “Do you want your treat now, baby boy?”

He nodded and you looked at him in awe as you sat up, your heart nearly melting at the now blushing man below you. You began slowly stripping down, watching the way his eyes roamed your body.

“Okay, baby. You have two options.” You started. He nodded, waiting for you to go on. “You can either eat me out, or I can ride you. What’s it gonna be.”

“I want you to ride me.” He chose and you nodded.

“Alright, dove. If that’s what you want.” You kissed his lips before positioning yourself just above his dick, slowly sinking down. You moaned softly as the tip of his cock hit your cervix, placing your hands on his stomach. Gently, you began bouncing up and down. He groaned as he watched your tits bounce and your mouth fall, basking in the pleasure of his touch.

A few moments passed by and your hips began to falter. Colin looked up at you in request and you nodded, moaning repeatedly as he began fucking up into you.

“Fuck..” You cursed, on the brink of your own orgasm. “Cum with me, Colin.”

Colin nodded, thrusting up into you faster. You screamed his name along with a moan, releasing your slick juices onto his dick. He groaned as you came around him, pushing him over the edge as well. You both panted as your movements came to a halt. You slowly pulled off of him and collapsed on the bed beside him.

“What are you thinking, love?” You teased as you turned your head to him, watching the way his chest rose up and down as he tried to regain his breath.

“I’m thinking.. I should ignore what you say more often.” He joked, causing you to both to laugh.

“Shut up.”

(a/n: i miss colin so much pls- also this was not proofread uh)

[tatesweaterweather]

UGH i’m so mad. my colin smut that i was going to post ended up GLITCHING MID UPLOAD and now it’s just gone. like, where is it? 😐 i don’t know, maybe it’s because it was a dom!colin smut. maybe colin is just not meant to be a dom and tumblr knows it, i don’t know. either way, i have to write a new smut for him. this one will most likely be a sub!colin smut because i have more ideas for him being a sub and i don’t really feel like writing a dom!colin one again. <33

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posting a colin smut tmr, yay!! well, technically today since it’s past midnight. anyway! goodnight for now, loves. i love u all so much and i hope u all have a good rest of ur night/day.

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THIS WAS SO FUCKING HOT WHAT-

colin x reader! riding colin and then he gets a call and has to answer but ur a tease

You, dear anon, have impeccable taste.  wordcount: 1.9k warnings: riding, penetration, cockwarming kinda thing

Interrupted (Colin x female reader)

The shrill ringing of Colin’s phone cut through the breathy cacophony of your mingled moans, the device buzzing and vibrating on the hard surface of the bedside table it resided on.  The column of Colin’s throat bobbed as he swallowed, his head thrown back against the pillows and his breathing uneven. You slowed the movements of your hips, your slick thighs quivering as you leant forwards, palming his phone whilst laying a tender nip to the side of his neck. Handing the phone to Colin, he murmured an exasperated curse before holding the phone to his ear, trying in vain to calm his breathing. You sat back, his cock spearing slightly deeper into you as you did so, causing you to harshly suck your lower lip in between your teeth, biting down hard. “Hello?” Colin spoke casually down the phone after taking a vital second to regain his composure, though his voice trembled slightly as he addressed whoever was down the line. “Yes, this is he.”  You clenched the inner walls of your tender cunt, letting out a shaky exhale as it forced Colin’s thickness to press into the entirety of your slickness. He looked up, shooting you a warning glance before continuing to speak on the phone. 

You itched to continue to move on him, your hips rocking almost imperceptibly back and forth in order to try and gain some traction. Colin shot out his spare hand, gripping the top of your thigh in silent order to stop moving. But you couldn’t. You had both been so painfully close to release and now your high had receded due the interruption. His harsh grip on your thigh only fuelled your intense arousal and you whimpered softly as you picked yourself off his cock slightly, only to slide down its length once more. Colin shuddered, his eyes drifting closed at the movement. His grip on your flesh tightened to the point of pain when he shook his head tightly, clearing his throat before continuing to engage in conversation through his phone. You were tempted to snatch the damned thing from his and chuck it across the room, but instead opted for another experimental rise and fall on his cock, wanting nothing more than for Colin to buck his hips up into you as he had been doing before answering the phone, allowing his cock to plunge even deeper inside you. With a poorly repressed broken moan, you repeated the action slowly, drawing out the pleasure that the simple movement gave you. Below you, Colin’s eyes shuttered, his jaw clenching as he listened to whoever was talking on the phone whilst putting all of his might into ensuring that his own pleasure remained inaudible.  You clit pulsed steadily as you seated yourself fully back onto cock, reaching forwards to grip onto the collar of the shirt that you had unbuttoned to display the strong panes of his chest. Your need to touch him, to feel him, was indescribable and so you let your lips convey your desperation for him, kissing, nipping and licking along his collarbones, up his throat and to his chin. He emitted the smallest of groans when your teeth closed over the underside of his jaw, his head pressing further back into the pillows to give you better access to his soft skin as you sucked at the flesh you had clamped in your hold, releasing moments later to run your tongue over the small hurt. But still, Colin remained on the phone, his voice getting progressively higher and breathier with desire as you leaned in once more to trail your teeth and tongue to the other side of his jaw. “Yes, I’ll talk to him about it when I’m in the office tomorrow and call you back.” Your stomach leaped at his unsteadily spoken words, hopeful that the conversation was soon to be over. Colin’s sharp jaw bone was pronounced beneath your tongue as you trailed your lips across it, lingering to plant several soft bites and kisses to his skin. As you did so, you pushed your hips down, aware that you had slipped halfway off his cock in the process of leaning over his body.  He seemed to grow even harder as you did so if that was even possible, pressing into you with more persistence. This drew more wetness to flood from your filled cunt, pooling slightly at the base of his dick. You moved your lips to the shell of his ear, licking up its softness once before letting out a breathless moan, knowing exactly what it would do to him before walking your hands back down his body, slowly pushing yourself upright again. You sunk further onto him, your own head tipping back and your mouth parting slightly. Below you, Colin’s swallow was audible, his eyes now glued to your body as you trailed one of your hands down to your cunt, rubbing at your clit harshly as the other hand came to grapple with one of your tits, fondling the soft mound whilst you pleased yourself. Colin’s eyes were wholly dark as he watched this, his mouth going utterly dry as you let out a soft gasp, your eyes drifting closed. Your fingertips brushed against the very bottom of his shaft as you drew ever larger, harder circles onto your clit, drawing in a hissing breath. That small touch almost had him shooting his cum up into you. Colin adjusted himself, leaning forwards whilst propping himself up on one elbow and reaching forwards, batting away the hand that worked feverishly on your clit.  His eyes flicked up the yours as his fingers replaced where your hand had just been, muttering a casual “yes” of agreement into the phone as three of his fingertips came to rest on your clit, beginning to work in painfully slow circles. He knew just how much pressure to apply to have your eyes rolling and your body jolted slightly as his fingers drew even more pleasure from you. Unable to stop yourself, you once again began to rock back and forth on Colin’s cock, gasping when he brushed against that hidden spot deep within you that had your toes curling with each forward rock of your hips. Your other hand moved from where it entertained your tit, both hands raising to clamp over your own mouth as your pleasure mounted and mounted, a light sweat breaking out all over your febrile skin, a series of pants falling from your mouth and slipping through the barrier your fingers had made. “Yeah, of course. Well thanks for getting in touch with me. As I said, I’ll ring you tomorrow after I’ve spoken to him about it and let you know what he says... yeah, no problem. Okay, bye.” Colin’s phone was thrown to the floor within a second of hanging up, his hands coming to grab onto your hips. “You wanna fuck me so badly, huh?” He demanded through gritted teeth, his nails digging into the skin of your hips as you were finally allowed to resume your audible moans.  “Then go on. Fuck me. Fuck yourself on my cock until you can’t hold yourself up anymore.”  You whimpered at his roughly spoken words, merely being able to nod pitifully at his order as you picked yourself all the way off his cock before slamming yourself back down on it fully. Again and again and again. Colin fell back against the pillows as your ministrations began to draw deep moans and muttered encouragements from him, his eyes flicking between your ecstasy-twisted face and the bouncing of your tits as you fucked yourself furiously on his dick. “Colin.” His name was a drawn out sigh on your lips and it seemed to be a sort of unleashing for him, as he began to crash his hips up to meet yours, fucking you savagely with a force that drew all the breath from your lungs. A broken shriek fell from your parted lips, your chest heaving for a satisfying gulp of air as he rutted into you, the force of his upwards thrusts causing your body to bounce under his strength; you had to work in order to stop your body from being thrown off him. Crying out, you fell forwards onto Colin’s chest, your legs giving out as waves and waves of intense pleasure slammed into you, each ripple of euphoria bringing you closer and closer to release. “Colin, I -” You gasped when his hands fell onto your ass, holding your body to his and ensuring that you couldn’t maneuver so much as an inch away from his cock as he pounded you. “Look at me.” He growled, his nails scraping your soft skin as he trailed his hands up your spine, finding your hair and yanking your head back. With a bleated cry, you slid your pleasure-hooded eyes to his, Colin’s unusually rough treatment of your body both surprising you and turning you on immensely. Your body shook, tears welling in your eyes as the pleasure he was giving you had you almost reduced to sobs. “Are you gonna cum?” You nodded, his hands holding your hair tightly and forcing your head to tip back even further, fully exposing your throat to him. Colin hummed roughly at your response. “I’m gonna - I’m gonna cum, too. Your little pussy is gonna make me - ah... cum.” You blinked, trying to clear your blurring vision as you nodded, your mouth fully agape as you nodded, not being able to find the words to verbally encourage him to his own release.  Without warning, Colin slammed up into you, his swollen head hitting deep against your sensitive walls. That single thrust caused your eyes to roll, Colin’s own orgasm barrelling into you at the sight of the whites of your eyes, your pupils lost in pleasure. He released your hair as you moaned with abandon, his arms wrapping around your shoulder blades to pull your face onto his chest, his own pants and low groans filling your ear. Your body writhed soundlessly on his as he kept your orgasm prolonged by continuing to thrust into you, his cum shooting deep and being held within you, his seed hot as it coated your inner walls. Your fingers trembled as you grappled with the material of his shirt, needing to grip onto something in a futile attempt to ground your mind that was lost to abundant pleasure. Colin recovered before you did, murmuring encouragements as you quivered, trapped in the throes of the intense aftershocks of your orgasm, your knuckles white as you gripped onto his shirt. “Fuck.” You exhaled weakly, not even trying to lift your head as Colin chuckled, leaning to press kiss to the top of your head. “Are you alright?” You nodded into his chest, the energy needed to lift yourself off his cock evading you.  You fell silent, enjoying the warm security of Colin’s tight hold around your shoulders, the way your head rose and fell with his laboured breathing as he, too, worked to recover from the intensity of his own orgasm. Your eyes drifted closed. After several minutes, when you had finally recovered enough energy to consider shifting off his now limp dick, you cracked open an eye. “That phone call better have been damn important.” Colin’s responding laugh rumbled through you, causing you smile as you pushed yourself up, lifting a leg to dismount from him and engaging in the familiar race against gravity as you trotted for the bathroom, Colin’s cum threatening to spill down your thighs. 

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[tatesweaterweather]

just posted this to my editing acc if u wanted to check it out <3 kinda upset that after effects made the quality shit but oh well

[tatesweaterweather]

ONE OF MY FAVOURITE KAI SMUTS OF ALL TIME I SWEAR TO GOD

38,48 with Kai andersonnnn😭🙏🏽

Kai Anderson Punishing You

38. “Ride me.”

48. “Watch yourself in the mirror.”

Summary- You accidentally disobey Kai and he makes sure his little lamb learns her lesson, and remembers who’s in charge.

Warnings- Sexual punishment, hard-core dub-con, hard spanking, belting, choking, crying, riding, Kai Anderson.

Words- 1.5k

Hope you enjoy! I’m really buzzing with this one<3

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Grunts fill the room as Kai pulls all the way out, and slams back in repeatedly. He looks deep into your eyes, with a very dominant look on his face and a lustful sparkle reflecting off his gritted teeth. You hold fistfuls of the couch and look at him while he fucks you, not daring to close your eyes again. The last time your eyes shut in pleasure, you earned Kai’s large hand tight around your throat. He continues his assault on your pussy but stops groaning and leans closer to your sweaty face, listening to you gasp for air. He smirks at your weakness and puts one of your legs on his shoulder, the new angle making you whimper in pleasure. With the new sensation at your g-spot, your head falls back and your eyes struggle to stay on Kai. But the second your eyes direct from Kai’s stare and go towards the floor, Kai uses his tight grip on your throat to force you to face him. 

“Keep your eyes on me or I’ll pull out”.

You look into his black eyes with a pleading gaze, but his expression or pace doesn’t soften. In fact, he thrusts into you harder, almost challenging you to keep your eyes open. After a few perfect hits against your sweet spot, you yell out his name and get ready for permission to cum. Kai bites his lip and lets out a long groan, and right as you feel him tense and get ready to give you his load, your own orgasm arrives and makes your body shaky in extreme pleasure. You grip onto the couch harder than before and shut your eyes, whimpering and whining away as it comes. But before you have time properly experience your release, Kai pulls out completely and picks you up to look at him by the grasp on your neck.

You look at him and immediately realize from his angry expression what you did wrong. As you open your mouth to apologize, he lets go of your neck making you gasp for air. He stomps over to his dining room table, the table at which you did most of your pinky swears, grabs one of the chairs. He sets it down forcefully in front of the mirror. Though he doesn’t come to the couch to get you, a simple dominant look from him makes you immediately run over to him. He sits down on the chair and pushes you over his lap. You hang your head down in shame and bite your lip, getting ready for a brutal spanking. But instead, he tangles his left hand through your hair and turns your head towards the mirror. 

“This is what happens when you disobey the Divine Ruler, little lamb, you know this”, he says way too calmly. When Kai’s angry and aggressive, it’s very easy to get him out of his temper, he may throw a few chairs and flip a few tables, but the anger will run out and he will be peaceful soon enough. But when Divine Ruler is disappointed, enraged, or provoked: he’s calm, and that brings much greater trouble. Tears well up in your eyes, looking at his peaceful expression, and as he rubs his hand over your cheek, you already know you will not be able to sit down for a week or two. He looks at your bare ass in the mirror and lifts his arm above his head, and you mentally get ready for a harsh blow. You clench your jaw in terror and he tugs at your hair to make sure you watch.

“Watch yourself in the mirror”.

You nod obediently, as best as you can against his grip, and he slams his stiff hand on your cheeks, making you cry out. He exhales happily, watching your eyes glisten with tears and your hands inch to soothe your aching ass. Although you knew it wasn’t allowed, your hands can’t stop themselves from getting close to your cheeks to rub them. Kai, however, has other plants, and certainly doesn’t allow it. He lifts his rigid hand above his shoulder once again delivers a harsh slap in the exact same place as last time. You quickly blink to get the tears out of your fuzzy eyes and hope that Kai doesn’t notice. He looks at you in the mirror, and smirks at the tears rolling down your cheeks. Kai didn’t particularly get turned on at you crying, but instead watching you break apart. He couldn’t help but inspect your body in the mirror as you shook slightly and shivered at his every touch. As he runs his hand up your thigh and approaches your burning ass, you hitch in a breath and stiffen your whole body. He slides his finger over the red mark he left on your ass, and you flinch at his gentle touch. He suddenly grabs your ass cheek and squeezes it making you wince as you watch his veiny hand in the mirror. He clicks his tongue three times and sighs.

"Not enough”, he simply says, and looks at your ass. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson”.

You let out a sob and look up at him pleadingly. “I’m so sorry for disobeying you, Divine Ruler, please believe me, I’ve learned my lesson…”, you beg, not wanting him to spank you anymore. It was a never-ending cycle, because as your cheeks got redder and the spanks hurt more, you were less likely to be able to keep your eyes open. He sighs listening to your pathetic begs and lets go of your hair. Your head immediately thrusts down but you push it up and begin to get off his lap, but sharp smack to your ass tells you to stay still. You wince quietly and watch Kai undo his belt, and he looks you in the eyes with furrowed eyebrows and folds the belt in half.

“Nonono please- I’m so sorry-”, you cry, watching his large hand get a tight grip on the end of the belt. He raises his eyebrow at your whining, and cups your wettened cheek with his hand. Though at first the gesture seems nurturing, you understand the purpose when he forcefully turns your head to stay facing the mirror, watching him punish you. He quickly whips the belt down on your ass cheeks and you yell out pained cries but managing to keep your eyes open. He smiles down warmly at you, and rubs your crying cheek with his thumb.

“Please no m-more”, you beg, taking great care to not sound whiny. Divine Ruler hates whiny brats. “Please allow me to serve you”.

Kai looks at your begging face for a few seconds, and drops the belt to the floor. You hold back a sigh of relief, knowing that he is still in charge, and could turn this around any second. He picks you up swiftly and sits your aching red ass on his unzipped crotch. You wince at the contact and hold onto his thighs. He looks at you in the mirror and leans into your neck.

“I want those pretty eyes to stay on me at all times, understood?”, he demands lowly. You nod furiously and keep perfect eye contact. He leans his head back, away from your neck and grabs your thighs, squeezing them possessively, hopefully leaving marks.

“Now, you are here to serve me, remember?”, you nod enthusiastically, but when his expression doesn’t change, and still searches for a proper answer, you whisper, “Yes, Divine Ruler”.

“Ride me”.

“Yes, Divine Ruler”, you echo.

You shakily pick yourself up and sink down on his rock-hard cock. Punishing you always immensely turns him on. He pushes down on your thighs for you to sit down quicker and he fills you up completely, immediately touching your cervix, and your sore ass touching his pelvis. The sudden movement and rough touch make you wince and shut your eyes instinctively, but instantly opening them fully and looking at Kai to see whether he noticed. He lets out a dark chuckle in your neck before wrapping his hand around it, and whispering in your ear.

“You’re in for a long night, little lamb”.

[tatesweaterweather]

UGH THIS MADE MY NIGHT

Strip Club

Summary: Colin’s friends take him to the strip club to celebrate him becoming head detective.

Warnings: smut, sub colin x stripper reader, +18 do not read if younger

Word Count: 2507

“I can’t believe I let you guys drag me here.”

“Oh come on it’s going to be fun.” Colin’s friends were in either side of him, pulling him into the place. They had called him after his first day on the job, telling him they were going to forbears after work. They didn’t even give him time to change, he was still in his work clothes when they came to get him. Colin glanced up at the blinking sign his face flushed slightly at the thought of where they were taking him. One of his friends bumped him slightly. “Consider it a treat from us since you got that head detective position.”

“A simple card would have been nice.” Colin mumbled. They just laughed and pushed him through the doors into the strip club.

Colin kept his head down as they dragged him towards one of the large booths. You watched with a couple of other girls as he came in. “Aw look at that one girls.” You cooed. “The poor thing is so nervous he’s shaking.” They all laughed at your remark, it was always fun to see the first timers. They were your favorite type of customers. Colin looked up as they sat down, his dark eyes locked on you. You gave him a teasing smile and he quickly looked away.

The girl on the other side of you leaned around you to get a better look at him. “He’s pretty.”

“He’s mine” You said pushing off the counter.

“No fair you always call the cute ones.” You rolled your eyes at her and made your way over to him.

After locking eyes with you Colin kept his head down, sipping at his drink. He was already embarrassed to be here but then having you catch him starting made him want to crawl in a hole and die. He didn’t plan on doing anything tonight, he was just going to sit here till it was time to go. He wasn’t even going to get with anyone even though his mind was still on you. He was so lost in this thoughts he didn’t even hear the cheers of his friends as you approached.

“Hey, you look lonely do you want some company?” At the sound of the voice Colin’s head snapped up ready to decline whoever it was. But when he saw it was you his words died in this throat. You were hardly wearing anything at all, your skimpy dark blue lingerie set left little to the imagination. And yet Colin wanted nothing more than to see you without it. Your painted lips curled into a smile as you watched him ogle you with a gaped mouth. “I’ll take that as a yes. Is this seat taken?” You asked as you sat down on his lap.

Colin flinched as you sat down, dreading the fact that you could probably already feel the slight bulge through his dress pants. His friends cheered him on and his face burned so bright he was pretty sure you could see it despite the darkly lit room. You began to pepper his neck with kisses, his mind told him he should just ask you to leave but his body wanted you. It had been so long since he had been touched in the way you were touching him now. He let out as whimper as he craned his neck back to give you better access, you giggled at his eagerness.

You moved to straddle his hips and grinded down slightly on his crotch making him buck up. You continued your assault on neck, trying to find his sweet spot. You sucked particularly hard on a spot behind his ear and he flung his head back into the cushion of the booth. He winced as his head made contact with the hard surface.

You giggled at him and pulled back. “Easy there.” He blushed at your teasing.

You moved your hand up to rub the back of his head where he had hit it. You tangled your fingers in his hair, gently pulling at the stands. The action made him preen and his grib on your hips got tighter. He needed you but he didn’t want to do it out here in front of his friends. “C-can we get a room.”

“It’s going to cost you.” You nudged your face agonist his, pressing a feather light kiss to his jawline. “Are you sure you wanna pay for me baby.”

“Yes. Yes. Yesyesyesyes.” Colin stumbled out in between his heavy breathing. He felt you smile against his skin.

You got off of him and took his hand dragging him away from the booth. His friends wolf whistled and cheered as he left with you but he couldn’t even hear them. The pounding of his heart was drowning it all out.

You took him to the back of the club, you stopped at one of the rooms pulling the curtain back. You pushed him in and he stumbled falling back into the cushion. The room was much better lit than the main floor. You looked him over and found him to be much more attractive than you had initially thought. His brown hair was all messy from your teasing but the way a couple strands fell out of place made him look that much better. His pale skin was flushed pink, he looked absolutely heavenly.

He watched you watch him and he sat up introducing himself. “I’m Detective Colin Zabel.”

“My clients don’t usually give names.” You cocked an eyebrow. “Much less an occupation.”

You made your way over to him and leaned over him, placing your hands on his shoulders, whispering in his ear. “So Detective,” You felt him squirm. “What do you want from me?”

“Anything, everything, please I need something.” He babbled out, trying to pull you closer.

“How much do you have?”

He quickly fumbled through his pockets and pulled out his wallet. He reached in and shoved all the cash he had into your hands. You stared at the amount of money in your hands, it was way more than you charged for anything. You counted it and took what you needed from him before handing him back the change.

You got back in his lap, his hands instantly attached to your waist. You began to unbutton his shirt but he stopped you. “Is something wrong?” You asked. “Do not want to be a sub.”

“I- no I’m a sub.” He stuttered out and you hummed at his response waiting for the rest of it. “It’s just, what’s your name?”

You laughed at him, he didn’t really get this whole stripper thing. “That’s not something my clients usually ask me either.”

“Please.”

You looked at him. He was very different from the men that usually came here. He didn’t belong here, you could tell he wasn’t the kind that usually slept around. You told him your name and he gave you a wide smile. You blushed and went back to unbuttoning his shirt

You pushed his shirt off and ran your hands along his chest, he shivered from your touch. You pulled slightly at his nipples and he moaned. “You’re a needy little thing aren’t you.”

You reached back and undid you bra, freeing your breasts. His nails dug into your sides, you could tell he was dying to touch them but he was hesitant to do so. You took his hands and placed them on your chest, he gave them a light squeeze and you let out a little moan. His eyes widened at your reaction and he did it again, taking your nipple and rolling it between his fingers. He leaned down and took one in his mouth sucking on it. Your back arched at the unexpected pleasure. You weren’t used to anyone caring about what made you feel good.

But he payed for his own pleasure so you pulled him off. He had a hurt expression on his face, Colin was afraid he had done something wrong. You reassured him. “You didn’t do anything wrong honey, but you paid me to pleasure you not the other way around.”

You got up and starred down at his lap, you noticed the wet spot that stained his dress pants. “Someone made a mess.” You said cupping his budge. He whined.

“P-please.”

“Please what?”

“T-touch me.”

You smirked and squeezed harder. “Touch what?” His eyes rolled back into his head, he could come from your teasing alone.

“M-my cock.” He blushed at saying it.

You slid the zipper down and pulled down his pants, leaving him in his boxers. You pulled them down as well and his cock sprang free, it was oozing precum. You felt yourself clench, your arousal staining your panties. He whimpered wanting you to touch him. You took him in your hand and ran your hand up and down his shaft, pressing down on the protruding vein. “Poor baby, no one has touched you like this in a while have they?”

You lightly squeezed his balls as you increased the pace. “Not the way you needed.” He stuttered out agreements, begging you not to stop. “A pretty boy like you shouldn’t have to deal with that.” You pressed down on his slit, you felt him twitch and you knew he was close. You removed your hand and he almost screamed out at the denial of his orgasm. There were tears in his eyes. You got off your knees and cupped his face, whipping his tears as you shushed him. “Don’t cry baby.”

“Please let me cum.” He whined, trying to buck up to grind against your still clothed pussy, wanting any friction at all.

“Of course. I just figured you’d rather cum in me instead of on my hand.”

You took his hands and had them grip the strings of your panties. You helped him pull them down, he moaned seeing the slick that dripped from your pussy onto the dark blue garment staining it. He watched as you clenched around nothing, pushing more of your arousal out. You reached down and ran a finger along your slit. You coated it in your wetness and lifted it up to his lips.

He took your fingers in his mouth eagerly, moaning at the taste. He swirled his tongue around your fingers and pulled off with a pop. It was the hottest thing you had ever seen. Without warning you pushed yourself down on him. He moaned loudly at the feeling, it had been so long since he had felt that familiar warmth.

You rode him hard and fast, bouncing on his cock at an unforgiving pace. His eyes were trained on your chest as he watched your tits bounce up and down and you rode him. You swirled your hips and his head fell forward to rest against your shoulder, the pleasure too much for him. His hot breath tickled your skin and his breathy moans encouraged you to go faster. You picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping on skin echoing throughout the small room. You clenched around him and it sent him over the edge.

He came inside you, his whole body shaking as he released. His moans were music to your ears. You came shortly after. His breathing was ragged as he lifted his head from your shoulder. He surged forward, smashing his lips against yours. His kiss was sloppy and desperate. He pulled back and you found yourself wanting to chase his lips.

“You’re beautiful.” Your eyes widened at the unexpected compliment, you had never heard it with such sincerity before. You surprised yourself by leaning forward and kissing him again. He melted into your touch, but before he could deepen it you removed yourself from his lap and got dressed.

You gave his cock one last squeeze, making it harden before you pulled away. “I’ll see you around detective.”

You opened the curtain and slipped out leaving him hard with his dress pants and boxers still around his ankles. He smiled to himself, his cock twitching at the thought of you. Maybe his friends bringing him here wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

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