bones x reader smut

Flesh.

AU! — Alpha!Ivar x Omega!Reader.

so, this is going to some A/B/O AU’s i’m gonna be making for vikings. a lot of people liked the idea, apparently, so, of course the first one is going to be Ivar. 

let’s see if i can do the smut again guys. it’s been years since i’ve written anything this detailed. hopefully this turns out okay.

i’m so sorry for the damage anyone gets from reading this. i am nasty as hell. despite being a virgin like. just start calling me super freak.

i really need to go to church after this.

tags: @siren-kitten-his @bloodyivar @tiredofthisgeneration

this has absolutely no plot. none. i wanted to make it that way, but i knew if i did i’d make another series and no one wants that right now. i know all you dirty bastards want is sex. i know i do.

warnings(prepare this is a long list i just wanna be thorough): sex, cunnilingus, rutting, multiple orgasms, rimming, slight!anal, fingering, oral(giving/receiving), dub/sub, dub-con, slight blood, biting, slapping, kind of abuse, deep throating, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), talk of impregnation, breeding kink, REALLY ROUGH a lot of kinks okay? just all together really fucking filthy raunchy fuck me running smut. i really wouldn’t advise reading this unless you need mental help like i do. please



A fool.

A hopeless, helpless, absolutely fucking pathetic fool. But oh, did playing the fool pleasure you in various ways, words not having the glory to ever come close to explaining. 

How he would look at you, a single glance searching through a crowd of people and your lungs would constrict, drowning in his raging ocean. A flick of his wrist, a feathery touch of his talented knives. A single word from his sharp tongue, rolling like thunder to your ears would have you on your knees in a matter of seconds. You were a fool each time for following his careful gaze; when his expression would be light, calling in a frightened animal to his jaws, comforting as he would ghost his fingers over the skin of your neck. His trap was laid out clear, not covered by any disguise, and you would kneel into it every time with open arms.

How could you not?

 It was simply nature, you’d like to tell yourself, a false hope on the wings of a flightless bird. He held power, so much power in his tanned hands, and it was not an option to follow your Alpha’s command  — or any for that matter. It was etched into your soul, your very core that dripped with slick down your thighs as you inhaled deeply, his rough fingers gripping your hair tighter, guiding your head downwards. There was no need to command you, you were all too willing to spread your legs for Ivar the Boneless, no matter the condition, but he was sick, enjoying it when you put up a little resistance as though you could actually think for yourself.

There was nothing too it, and yet, it was everything you lived for, your nose digging into his pelvic done as your forced your head down, your skull pounding under his grip. You couldn’t help but whimper just at the scent of him, how it surrounded you, ate you like a wild beast in the night, and with every passing noise that escaped your mouth, he would only laugh. He knew, of course he knew, opening your jaw as wide as you could, glancing up at his sharp features through your lashes, there was nothing but lust in his expression as his nostrils flared and your hips rutted against the air. 

You were disgusting, you knew, groaning in pleasure as he wrapped a hand around his cock, wiping the head of it around your swollen lips and tapping it along your outstretched tongue. “Fuck, just look at you..” Just his voice caused your eyes to roll in the back of his head, and the way you thighs quaked you could of come undone as he slid into your watering mouth. You wasted no time, whinning around his taste, never getting enough of his smell as you began working on him; bobbing your head up and down, swirling your tongue and sucking on him like your life depended on it. “That’s right, little lamb, just like that…” Ivar praised, a growl resonating in his bare chest, and you sneaked a peak up, watching his muscles jerk as her moved.

Despite the hot saliva dripping down your chin, you met his gaze and held it as you continued to take him deeper and deeper   — a dangerous move, connecting eyes with an Alpha, but the curl of his lips, mixing with a snarl only egged you further. He loved it when you watched him, when he could see into your soul as you swallowed him down, as you choked on him. “So beautiful. Gods, I trained you so well..” And he pushed deeper, forcing you to do just that, water building in the corner of your eyes as he held himself there, listening to your struggled gasps and gurgling around him. 

Holding your life in his hands was his ultimate pleasure. 

“Take it all, you whore.”

You keened, curling in on yourself as his pulled back, allowing yourself to breath for only a moment and a damn inside of you broke, your juices flooding the floor around you before he began fucking himself into your mouth. Ivar laughed, thrusting up with harsh, deep movements, keeping a slow pace and holding himself deep for several seconds at a time. Just that one word rolling form his mouth, and he knew all of your secrets, your fantasies that you had shared with him. “Did you cum already? How boring — you filthy fucking Omega.” 

There was nothing that excited you more than listening to him degrade you, put you down, and own you like you were nothing. “Almost useless,” He hissed, yanking you off his slick cock, forcing you to arch you neck at the angle he held you. Mouthing hanging open, you listening to him groan and his neck crack, looking at the pre-cum and spit that rested all around your mouth. “Maybe I should throw you to my brothers, just like this and see just how many times you can cum…” The snarl on his mouth was cruel, and his hand moved from your hair to your cheeks, squeezing them together and pulling your forward by your face. “Would you like that, you little slut? For me to toss you on your hands and knees, all needy and drenched in your slick, your scent attracting my brothers as they used you liked animals one by one until you were nothing but a cum soaked disaster?”

You were drowning, and there was nothing to save you, but your skin was burning as fire licked at every inch of you. You body jerked, quivering at the thought, only moans falling between your lips as you opened them to answer him, knowing Ivar loved it when you used your little voice. When you whined, and begged, told him everything you were thinking and feeling. Everything you wished he would do, only to have him punish you for ordering him around.  But tonight, oh tonight, it failed you. There was no pleasure or amusement in him now, his head pulling back before jerking forward, and something warm splattered on your cheek where bruises would surly show soon. “What was that, bitch? Use your words.”

“N-no..” You whimpered, keeping your hands on your thighs obediently, digging your nails into the thick flesh there, wanting nothing more than you reach out and touch him  — to remind him that he was all you wanted, all you had, all you ever needed. 

No?” Ivar echoed, quirking his brow and the corner of his mouth twitched up, the dimples displaying a false innocence in his smile.

You shook your head the best you could despite his vice grip, another whine erupting from you, your legs slowly spreading out as you began to rut against the air. Your back arched, baring yourself to him, submitting once more and he loosened up, allowing you to speak. “O-only you, Alpha. Want only you, only your cock..”

He hummed for a moment, his tongue darting out over thick lips, head tilting to the side as he kept a cap on his hormones, despite the clenching you could see the quivering of his muscles, and you knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “Prove it.”

Shock came over your features, and for some reason, you could feel pain erupt within your body. It was no secret that Ivar did not trust anyone, but you? You had given him everything you had, and more if possible. You would give him the world on it’s knees if you had the strength to do so. “What?” Came a dumb reply, your eyes widening.

“Are you deaf?” Exhaling sharply, like a dry laugh, he let go of your face completely, confusing you thoroughly until you were tossed to the side, a burning sensation creeping across your face and tears welled up in your eyes. But if only, it seemed to fuel the slick dirtying your body and the lust pooled in you belly. “If you make me repeat myself one more time tonight, bitch, you will be sleeping outside with the real dogs.”

Reaching down, you whined at his threat and the new grip he had on your hair, pulling you up and forward until you were on your sore knees, the wood work causing them to scrape and bleed. Again to night, you were at his face, but he only hissed at you, bringing up his free hand to stab his finger against your skull. “Since you are obviously too fucking stupid to understand…” Came his snarl, causing you to flinch as his breath ran over your nose and more slick leaked down your legs. “I want you to prove to me that I am the only one.”

Never would you admit it out-loud, but for a split-second, the tone in his voice changed as did the look in his eye, causing a part of you to fall further under his spell and soften, but it was gone as quickly as it came, and he was ready to snap again. “Anything, Alpha  — anything you want.”

“If you are true to me  —  if  —  you will bare my mark…” He murmured, running the tips of his fingers on his free hand across the mating gland that rested on your neck, but it trailed down past your hardened nipples, to your womb. “And my pups.”

Honestly, just the thought of those two things could of had you cumming and rutting on his leg right there, which you did a little bit, causing him to grin, his hand flying down to your dripping center. Ivar wasted no time in pressing two fingers into your dripping cunt and curling them, causing you to howl in pleasure, grinding down against them, pushing them deeper. “Hmm, something tells me you’d be more than happy too.”

“Y-yes! Alpha, please, I — “

Pulling his fingers out, he did not remove them from your slick womanhood, only seeming to pet your cunt while he whispered a praise in your ear, listening to you come undone for the second time that night. “Such a good, good little Omega for me..”

You nodded, whimpering as he practically picked you up in his arms, your body curling around his warmth and he turned on the bed, tossing you under him, and you caught a slight glimpse of your slick glistening on his abs and arms. Resting his weight on one arm, Ivar brought up the hand that had currently been pleasing you in front of his face, his nostril flaring as he inhaled deeply, black exploding over the blue in his eyes. “You smell so fucking good…” He moaned obscenely, seemingly having trouble not sucking your juices off. Instead, he peered down at you, offering his hand out to you. “Tell me, little lamb, does it taste sweet?

Obediently, and oh so good, your mouth opened once more, your tongue rolling forth and waiting for him. They descended with a chuckle, until your lips wrapped around the two fingers and you began to suck, swirling your tongue around them with disgusting noises vibrating against his flesh. He left them still, burning his gaze into your as you drug your head back, your teeth slightly scraping his skin and you popped of them, a string of saliva connecting you. “Not as good as you,” Your voice cracked slightly as you purred, letting your eyes droop at him.

“I can’t wait.” Watching as he continued to smile at you, confusion ran through your brain until the world around you shift with a gasp   — you were once again on your knees, supporting yourself with your forearms, and his hands were spreading your legs painfully a part. Skin met skin and you squealed, surging forward until blunt fingers dug into your burning ass. “Do not let that ass drop until I tell you.”

There was no chance to reply when you mouth fell open, a scream erupted from your lips as he began to feast on your succulent cunt, drinking the nectar that poured from you, only for him to drink. But you were burning, sweat slicking your skin as you quivered and shook, your fingers clutching onto the soft furs below you for your life. You could not help the gush of slick that came from your core quickly. He had done so much to you already, teased you, plucked at you, explored you, those things he would say to you. But you had to bury your face forward and shove your back to keep it from falling to the bed, wanting nothing more than to please him. But one orgasm would not stop him from eating like a starving man, despite how sensitive you became. 

How he managed to hold out so long, you would never know, but all of the frustration that he would allow to build up, would have you fucked limp by the time he was done with you.

The sloppy sounds of his mouth on your cunt only pushed you on, especially when he pulled back and inhaled shakily, his fingers digging into your flesh to pull you a part even more, causing a slight pain as the skin around your womanhood stretched. “So fucking delicious, little lamb  — could have me cumming before I even get to split you open…” And he continued, once more, his hands exploring every part of your lower body again, even pressing the tip of his thumb against the tight hole right above his destination, letting out a horrific chuckle as you squealed and almost jerked away.

Twice more, he pulled back, and despite how worn you were, your body shaking like an earth-quake, your vision shifting, you looked back over your shoulder to see him caressing your thighs. His face was drenched in your slick, but his tongue just didn’t stop licking the area around his lips. Ivar leaned forward, pressing his hands flat beside your body, and his slick chest slid perfectly against yours as you both met, sloppy tongue and teeth clashing over your shoulder, moaning into his hungry mouth as you tasted yourself on him. 

This was the moment you lived for, a weak hand trailing up cautiously and he allowed you to thread your fingers through his thick hair, whinning into your mouth as he met you with growls and moans, the both of you rutting back and forth against one another, and he was so painfully hard against you.

“Are you ready, my little Omega? Ready to fully become mine?” He asked, nipping harshly against your shoulder, and it jerked as a bit of skin broke. His tongue lapping over the tiny wound. This time, there was no punishment for not verbalizing you answer, only him praising you for being so good as you sobbed in pleasure, his cock stretching your cunt open in the most delicious of ways. There was nothing holding him back down as one hand gripped the back on your throat like a vicious dogs mouth, shoving your deep in the bed. He held you both there. “You feel this, slut?” He growled, rutting his hips, pushing himself deeper than you thought possible. “Every inch of me is inside of your soaking cunt, and it’s going to stay there until you’re filled with my knot, and my seed is drenching your womb…”

You only cried, tears spilling from your eyes as he began to move, snapping his his against yours, the sound of his skin beating against your ass as he moved, his nails digging into your neck, leaving red marks that burned in the sweat. “Can’t fucking wait!” Ivar roared, seeming to pick up the past, bruising you against him now. “Gonna fill you up, fucking breed you like the needy little bitch you are!”

Normally you would last longer with Ivar, but tonight was special. Tonight you would give him everything you had, even as you came for the umpteenth time that night, screaming out his name and his title, listening to him resonate a cruel laugh around the room as he dropped forward on you. You fell forward as well, you body jerking in the aftermath of another orgasm, and your eyes rolled back, but he continued his onslaught, pinning you beneath him. How long he was at it, you did not know, losing track of time among the tangled and sweaty bodies you were, you lost where he ended and you began. 

The only thing that mattered to you was the swelling on his knot, and the teeth that scraped over your mating gland. You begged, thrashed, tried to plead at him to do it, promising to stay with him forever. You never want another. Never. 

It was when he bit down, did you finally see a bright light, you felt another heartbeat in your chest and millions of emotions rushed through your body, filling you to the brim and your mind exploded, more tears cascading down your cheeks as his movements stops, a howl escaping his mouth as his warmth spilled inside of you. He collapsed, still connected to you, and when you could finally think straight again, you were on your back with his hands gently trailing your body, his mouth leaving tiny worships along your skin. 

Groaning as you joints screamed and ached at you to move, he looked up from your stomach, his blue eyes filled with slight concern, your fingers carding through his hair. “Are you alright?” Ivar murmured, completely changing from what he was moments ago.

Giving him a lazy smile, he crawled back up your body, sweetly kissing your lips, and pulling you to curl against his chest. “I have never been better, Ivar,” You assured him, bringing your hand down to cup his cheek, watching as he leaned into your touch.

It was his turn to stroke your hair, his mouth running along your temple, his lips curling up. “Allow me to clean you,” He offered.

You simply shook your head, not wanting him to leave you just yet, even if it was only for a moment. Curling in closer, you nuzzled under his chin. “Want to sleep in it.” 

“My, my, filthy little lamb…”

Jerome x reader smut
Word Count: 3501 
Warnings: masturbation, oral, sex, language, breath play, areas of dub/non con for touching, reader is definitely a murderer, threats galore.


I’m hungry for a fix. I’m hungry for the pace of the thrill and chase.

Your first night in Arkham. Still confused, still on edge at the idea of being surrounded by murderers. It’s his hands drifting over the skin of your ankles pulls you from sleep. A scream starts to build in your throat at the sight of him standing above you, but before you can even open your mouth, Jerome is chuckling.

“Whatever noise you make, nobody will come.” You stare at him, your heart pounding to the extent that you think your chest is moving with the force. It takes him a second to register your alarm. Jerome hits his forehead, chiding himself, before returning his gaze to you. “Wait. That made me sound crazy, didn’t it? Scratch that. I mean the guards don’t care about screaming murderers. It doesn’t matter either way. If anybody here is going to hurt you, it’s not me.”  

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sunny day pt. 2 ~ park jimin

pairing: hybrid!jimin x reader

rating: sfw

word count: 3.2k

summary: you’re a veterinary student specializing in hybrid care when you get a call in the middle of the night that a feral hybrid has broken into the clinic where you work.

a/n: thank you all so much for the overwhelmingly positive reaction to pt 1! i should have pt 3 finished by the end of the week, and i appreciate your support and patience! have a great day xx

part 01 02 03 04 05 epilogue

Originally posted by parkjimni

“This is my building,” you said, pulling into a small, crowded parking lot. “It’s not fantastic, but it’s close to my school and the clinic, which is where I spend most of my time.”

Jimin nodded. “It’s—nice.”

It was certainly better than any living arrangements of his own.

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Happy Hour

Originally posted by littlepawz

Yesterday was very productive. So, I present drunken handsy Leonard, I hope I did it justice.

3,950 word(s) of drunk handsy Leonard, and it ends with smut.

Beta’d by: @bkwrm523

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You were running late. You were the last to finish your shift that day. Jim and Leonard had suggested a final night out before heading out on another long space mission. You had tried to turn them down, several times. You weren’t that big of a drinker, and honestly, you just wanted to sleep. You finally had to relent; it was the only way to get any relief from their constant begging for you to join them.

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I won’t bite

I still don’t think my smut is that great, but practice makes perfect, yes? I hope you enjoy it regardless.

Requested by: anon, whoever you are<3

1302 word(s) of: smut

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You were meandering around in the kitchen trying to decide what to fix for dinner. Your boyfriend Leonard was due home any minute, and by the sound of it, he had a rough day. He had phoned you at least three times that day, which was unusual for him. You knew he had to be stressed and tired for him to have to call you so much to calm him down.

You were about to pull something out of the fridge, when you heard the door swish open. You pulled your head out of the fridge and listen to the soft footfalls of Leonard’s boots. You shut the fridge door and made your way to meet him.

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Do Dreams Come True?

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Word Count: 884

Warning: Pure Smut. Shameless. And I’m not sorry.


Originally posted by fuckyeahteamjones

It was your day off and you decided to camp out on the couch and read a trashy novel. Sitting on your couch in your quarters, you were completely engrossed in a particularly intense sex scene when the door chime rang. Sighing, you got up and opened the door to find Leonard McCoy standing on the other side. He had propped himself up with both hands on either side of the doorframe, his head bowed until you opened the door.

“Busy?” he asked, raising his head, not yet moving from the door.

“Nope.” you replied, stepping aside to let him into your quarters.

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Relief

 Pairing: Bones x Reader

Words: 3,912

Warnings: Alcohol, Cursing, Smut, NSFW, Fluff, a little Angst I guess?

I’m kinda nervous about it because I changed it soo many times and had some situations in between…

Summary (It’s bad): The Reader gets drunk and acts on the previous established kinda wonky relationship she has with Bones the next morning.

Have fun! I guess? 

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Tonight was just a relief after the last few weeks. Because the group of biologists you had sent down didn’t have enough intelligence to keep their distance to the population on the planet who, of course, didn’t like them snooping around and taking pieces of plants and earth with them. The end of it? A group of whiny biologists in medbay, one of your best colleagues dead, Bones and you lecturing them and the Captain having a serious chat with you. No fun. Which means that this time you would join the others at the bar while you were docked in one of the Federation’s snow globes in space. What could go wrong, right?

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“Y/N! Come on! Show him!”, Jim cheers loudly and you roll your eyes at him, he already made his way towards you as you took another sip of your beer.

“Jim, I’m not going to drink Pavel under the table! The poor boy already is a heavy drinker, he doesn’t need encouragement.”, you protest, one of your hands pulling the strapless top of your dress into place as Jim just links his arm with yours and tugs you into the direction of the table.

“Stop complaining, this is going to be fun, Y/N. You ready Pavel, because she’s got some training!” Jim is already slurring and you sit down, shaking your head slightly before you pin your hair back with another needle so nothing falls into your way while drinking. “I’ll go easy on you, kid.”, you remark with a hint of irony and wink at Pavel who doesn’t really seem that intimidated by you. Seeing the vodka bottle for shots you can already tell why.

Originally posted by i5x

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Originally posted by deeepsleep

Prompt:  Ohhh an open request box!! Bones x reader. She’s a badass security officer (only red shirt who lives ;) ) and he’s always sorting out her injuries. He gets frustrated by her seeming lack of care of herself. She yells, he yells, Angry sex etc xx
Word Count: 1774
NaNoWriMo Word Count: 20,148/50,000
Warnings: Smut, just smut and language and dominating and no one under 18 please
Author’s Note: I seem to have a thing for dom!Bones….Happy Monday everyone

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When one sense is lost, others are heightened

A/N: So as promised here is the Bones Daddy!Kink I mentioned last week… I’m not really sure about It, but I thought I’d post it anyway…

All mistakes are mine and mine alone 😕

Bones groaned as you slid back under the covers, the cold air rushing under the blankets stirring him from his sleep. “Where’d ya go, darlin’” He asked as  tangled your legs together.


“Just to get a glass of water, I couldn’t sleep.” You replied as you pulled your eye mask back into place.


Bones watched you for a moment, his eyes taking in your relaxed form, his fingers grazing against your hip as his arm wrapped around you.


“What are you doing McCoy?” You asked, your hand moving to pull the eye mask up. Your hand only stopping as Bones’ hand wrapped around yours.


“Leave it on darlin’” he said,  his warm breath ghosting over your slightly parted lips.  "They say when one sense is taken away the others become heightened.“ 


Bones released your hand, his finger tips slowly trailing up your bare arm leaving goosebumps in their wake. 


“You gonna be a good girl for me sweetheart?”


You nodded your head, already panting for breath at the unseen, unsuspected soft touches.

“Use your words baby girl.” He breathed against your neck. “You know it makes me happy, and you want me to be happy don’t you darlin’" 


“Yes sir." 


Bones nipped at the flesh of your neck, his tongue soothing the sting away. "Now you know that’s not what I wanna be called right now baby, how ‘bout you try again.”


His mouth going back to work on your neck while his hand caressed your bare thigh.


“I… I… fuck please!” You panted as his hand grew closer to where you wanted - needed - it most.


You could feel the flush that covered your cheeks grow hotter as he sucked and bit over the pulse in your neck, his fingertips grazing the leg of your booty shorts.


“Lee… please” You gasped.


You felt the Doctor chuckle against your throat as he replied. “You know what I want darlin’ all you have to do is say it…” he trailed off as he placed yet another bruising kiss upon your overheated flesh.


“Daddy please." 


Once those words left your mouth, it was like a dam had broken. Bones’ hand slid into your shorts, his fingers parting your already wet folds, his fingertips teasing your clit. 


You panted for breath, as he trailed biting kisses from your neck down to your collarbone, his hot breath making your already burning skin feel like it was on fire. 


"That’s it baby girl, that’s what daddy was waiting for.” He groaned, as his fingers dipped down towards your entrance, teasing you for a few - painfully long - moments before pushing two fingers inside your soaking core. “Let me hear you sugar. Daddy wants to hear all those pretty noises you make." 


Your loud moan echoed around the otherwise quiet room as Bones questing fingers brushed over that special spot deep inside, your hands coming up to cling to his bare shoulders as your back arched from the mattress and your toes curled. 


"That’s it sweetheart, Just like that." 


Your next moan was cut off as Bones’ lips descended on yours in a bruising kiss, his teething nipping and tugging at your bottom lip, his tongue plunging deep into your mouth. Swallowing your cries of ecstasy. 


"Daddy please… I’m so close.” You begged. “Please! Oh God! Please, let me cum!" 


The CMO moaned, his hard cock twitching inside his boxers as it pressed against your hip.


"Want you to cum baby, want you to cum so fuckin’ hard. Then daddy’s gonna fuck that pretty little pussy until you cum over his cock, gonna fill you up good darlin’." 


You couldn’t take it anymore. That tight coil pulled taught in your lower belly finally snapped at Bones’ words, a breathless cry tearing its way from your lips as you clenched tight around his fingers still buried inside you. 


Bones drew your orgasm out, his fingers still pumping inside you while his thumb made tight circles over your clit, your body shaking with the intensity of it.


As his fingers slowed you began to come down from your high, bright light still dancing behind your eyelids, your body buzzing with all that released energy. 


"When Bones finally removed his hand from your shorts you pulled the eye mask off, your eyes adjusting in time to watch as he sucked your juices from his fingers. 


"Mmm. You taste like strawberries, sugar." 


His words making you blush, you hoped your skin was still flushed enough from your previous activities so he wouldn’t notice.


"Lee…” You whispered as you pulled him down for a kiss, finally taking the time to go slow, to slowly trace each other’s tongues as your hands roamed each other’s bodies.


“Sweetheart please.” He breathed against your swollen lips, “I need to be inside you.” Finally reaching his breaking point, as he pressed his boxer clad erection against you. 


“Daddy needs to feel you clench around his cock.”


His words ignited the fire inside you again, as a fresh wave of arousal flooded your system.


As Bones slid your shorts down your legs you knew you’d both be exhausted during Alpha shift tomorrow, but in that moment, you honestly couldn’t care less.


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Taming the Beast

Originally posted by leo10hp

Some people have asked for this, some more than others. I’m weak and gave in, so here we go.

Mainly for: @imoutofmyvulcanmind who hasn’t let a day go by without reminding me to write and post this.

Leonard x Reader - Epilogue to Beauty and the Beast AU

2,945 word(s) of some follow up plot, but mostly just smut.

Beta’d by: @bkwrm523

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You pushed open the front door with your shoulder and Leonard stormed by you as soon as the door was open enough. You tried to grab his arm as he moved past but he managed to shrug off your hand. You sighed quietly as you followed his heavy footsteps down the hall. Leonard shoved open the door to the study so hard that it bounced back slightly off the wall.

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Morning Bliss [Leonard McCoy x reader]

Summary: basically Bones smut with a small amount of plot.

A/N: first smut and first time writing Bones, forgive me. Writing this made me blush. Smut below the cut

Word count: 1502 (whoops)

The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled your nose and gently roused you from your rest. A down filled duvet covered your body, the comforting feeling urging you to stay in bed. Rolling over you realized that you were alone in the giant bed. Opening your y/e/c/ you are greeted by the bright rays of sun peaking through the long beige curtains. Sitting up and raising your arms above your head to stretch you let out a gentle moan at the relief felt by your muscles.

“That’s a sound I like to hear,” came from across the room.

Grinning you looked towards the sound and were met with a welcome sight. In his hands were two cups of coffee, which in itself was a wonderful thing to see. However, your eyes shifted to his bare torso. The way his broad shoulders tapered down to his waist, and that V shape near his hips that lead your eyes steadily downward. The beams of sunlight cascading over his body gave him an ethereal glow and almost caused your mouth to water. He made his way over to the bed and handed you a mug filled with coffee as he kissed the top of your head.

“Two sugar and two cream, just how you like it,” he smiled.

Sipping the hot beverage your eyes never left his form. Setting his mug down on the table beside the bed he climbed back under the covers with you. Copying his action, you set your coffee down and rolled closer towards him. You laid on your side, facing him and studying his features as if you’d never see him again. The slight crinkles around his sage green eyes from smiling. The soft crease between his eyebrows from worrying. His sharp jawline showing signs of stubble. His full, soft lips just begging you to kiss him.

Originally posted by lt-sammi-matthews

Placing your hand on his cheek you brought yourself closer to him and gently pressed a kiss to his lips. In a swift motion, he had one hand on your bare waist and the other tangled in your hair. His kisses seemed urgent, as if his very existence depended on kissing you. Your lips moved against his with a matched passion. He gently pushed you onto your back and hovered over you. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, he gazed at you. Staring into your y/e/c eyes with a look that could make you melt and bend to his every will. He began placing kisses along your jawline before travelling down to your neck. Gently, he nipped at the spot where your neck meets your shoulders causing you to moan. He once again pulled away and looked at you, gauging your reaction to him. His fingers ghosted along your collarbone, creating goosebumps all over your body. Your flushed face and dilated pupils were enough to convince him to continue. As he placed open mouth kisses along your neck your fingernails raked against his scalp, eliciting a groan from both of you.

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Story Recommendations Part II

A list of ‘x Reader’ fics I’ve read (or reread) recently that I adore and think you will, too! Please read and reblog, and support these fantastic authors and their work!


PART ONE HERE


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Chief Jim Hopper

*Golden Thread  | @verbosins - It’s New Year’s Eve, 1982, and tonight you might actually have a chance to act on your long-standing crush on Chief Jim Hopper. (Spoiler: You totally do)


Bucky Barnes 

*Three Shades of a Man | @bitsandbobsandstuff - You have seen Bucky Barnes at his best and his worst, and he asks you to help him through it all.

*Safe With Me | @bitsandbobsandstuff - When an unknown threat enters your life, protection is offered at the highest level. As Bucky Barnes comes into your life, the game changes, and you realise falling for the man tasked with keeping you safe is the last thing you expected.


John Winchester

*Imagine | @hunter-s-winchester - Imagine John taking out his lonely frustrations on you in a hotel.


Negan

*Doctor’s Orders | @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash - As The Sanctuary’s doctor, it’s your job to help Negan with all his ailments… including the more personal ones.

*Crushed | @letsby“I hate red roses.”


Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy

Plague | @writers-wasteland“You’re not getting rid of me that easy.” and “We can worry about the world in the morning.”

*Fragile | @atari-writes - A perfect storm of problems leaves the Enterprise in danger out in space, and it may be the reader’s fault. She’s determined to fix it by any means necessary.

*Echoes on the Enterprise | @bkwrm523 - Kirk thinks he’s witty. Bones has some specific revenge in mind.

*Desked | @bkwrm523Jim Kirk has bad timing.  The reader has an idea.  Leonard is not impressed, damnit.

*Restraint: Part I | @bkwrm523 - Spock, Kirk and McCoy make an interesting discovery in the reader’s room on the Enterprise.

*Doctor In Distress | @bkwrm523 - Leonard gets into a slightly sticky situation at a bar one night, and the reader comes to his rescue. He is quite grateful.




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Waking you were vaguely aware of the familiar feel of finger tips tracing over your clothed breasts. Smiling you allowed your eyes to flutter open, seeing the man of your dreams and reality. Dr Leonard McCoy. “Morning,” you said, barely above a whisper.

“Mornin’,” he replied, leaning to kiss your jaw, “still early, thought we could have some fun,” he told you, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“And what kind of fun would that be?” You asked, you had a feeling and you liked the thought.

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Let the Games Begin

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Chapter 1 - 5,009 word(s) of some fluffy goodness

Chapter 2 - 4,719 word(s) of angsty, violent goodness

Chapter 3 - 2,364 word(s) of angsty, sad goodness.

Chapter 4 - 3,615 word(s) of more angsty, sad goodness.

Chapter 5 - 6,528 word(s) of angsty, violent, hurt, goodness

Chapter 6 - 3,788 word(s) of mostly fluff wrapped around a tiny ball of angst.

Chapter 7 - 5,970 word(s) of - angst, delicious violence, and more angst!

Epilogue - 4,897 word(s) of - fluff and smut

Let the games begin - Epilogue

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Today dear reader, we’re checking in On Bones and reader to see how they’re doing.. Also tying up just a couple lose ends!

4,897 word(s) of - fluff and smut

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6

Chapter 7 

This is it guys! The final “official” chapter! I accidentally deleted this yesterday for some reason? Idk, ask drunk me why, so apologies if you’ve read this already. Thank you so much for sticking with me throughout this story. Thank you for all the kind words and support. It really means a lot to me! Be gentle. I am a delicate flower.

This is my first smut piece. It’s probably bad, so so bad, and not in the good way. You have been warned.

Special thanks to: @outside-the-government for encouraging me to write again, and for being my beta and idea bouncer, and for creating this monster.  Also @imoutofmyvulcanmind for being an idea bouncer, and letting me torture you with snippets. You two have been the greatest.

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“Come back here, Jo!” Leonard called out over the crowd.

“Oh Len, calm down and let her have some fun” you chided “shes fine”

“Do you not remember what I told you?” Leonard scowled “not out of my sight for a second” you just laughed as you tugged on his hand gently.

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Love on the Brain

Summary: Post-Beyond, Leonard McCoy returns home to his lady. Just a little drabble because I have emotions.

Warnings: None.

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A cut adorned his dirt smeared forehead. His mouth was twisted down in a scowl only the most irritating situations could draw out. Having to pilot a spaceship in order to save Yorktown from a brutal destruction qualified as just that, he supposed.

When he saw her across the crowd, Leonard McCoy was using the full force of his wide shoulder to push his way through the awestruck crowd. A ruined ship lay draped across the bay and the dinosaur of a ship the Enterprise crew had flown in had puttered to a stop in the open field of grass adjacent to the building where Josie and Ben waited to be reunited with their significant others.

Josie squeezed Ben’s shoulder as she gathered up her long skirt and began closing the distance to Leonard as well. He slammed into her after only a few steps, his stance swaying and his uniform shirt smelling of several unwelcome mixes of filth and sweat. But she just held tighter, knowing how very close she had come to losing him. He whispered something in her hair, something she had given up waiting to hear when their relationship hit the year-long mark.

They both froze as the four letter word registered. Love. He loved her.

And Captain James Kirk was pulling Leonard away by his elbow, steering him towards where someone was requesting a medic. He glanced back, eyes wide and mouth hung out to dry. He had not meant to say it. It was near death and adrenaline and a hundred other things but real. That is what they both told themselves at least.

She shut her eyes, drawing a steadying breath, turning towards the nearest staggering couple to put her public relations skills to work in the field.

Hours passed. And as people got food, water, cleaned and sorted, Josie found herself covered in all of their collective grime and exhausted to the point of nearly passing out on her feet. Ben, her coworker, caught her and guided her over to one of the plush chairs in the lobby of their office building, the only place the mayhem did not seem to touch.

“When was the last time you slept?” Ben demanded.

“When did the Enterprise crash?” she responded.

“Yeah, no. That’s not ok. Hold on.” He was typing out a message on his communicator, tapping her thigh so she made room for him. The green chair sunk in with his added weight, swallowing them both partially and wrapping her in a warm cocoon that she was all too tempted to give in to.

“Least you got to see McCoy before his ran off. Hikaru’s been messaging me but he still won’t be home till much later.”

“I can’t go to sleep until he comes back,” she murmured, slurring over the words a bit as the drunken state of sleep claimed her.

“He’s fine. They’re all fine.” Ben assured.

“He said he loved me. I don’t think he meant it.”

“People don’t just say that on accident, J.”

“Okay…” she yawned, too drained to debate further.

She distantly heard the squeal of the front door opening and the footsteps warning of a new party, but her eyelids were too weighted with led for her to coax them open again.

“Thanks for staying with her, Sulu.” The low rasp was enough to tell Josie that Leonard was just as ready for unconsciousness as she was.

“No problem. You seen my husband?”

“Think he was still writing up his report in the headquarters.” Leonard brushed the back of his hand down Josie’s cheek. She could not decipher if the gesture was one of affection or if he was just checking her temperature. Knowing the man, it was likely both.

She shifted, leaning into his touch, muttering something indistinguishable under her breath.

“I know, darlin’,” he said, drawing her into a cradle that would make any bride blush. Her head thumped against his sturdy chest and her breathing slowed to match his reassuring, steady heartbeat.

“Leo?” she said, fighting to stay awake just a few moments longer. He shushed her in his doctor tone but she carried on heedless to his worrying. “I love you too.”

He was quiet for so long she worried he might be sleepwalking. But then a gentle kiss was being pressed to her forehead and she was slipping into the only embrace that could rival her boyfriend’s—sleep.  

Beauty and the Beast

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Chapter 1 - 1,556 word(s) No warnings

Chapter 2 - 2,312 word(s) No warnings

Chapter 3 - 1,572 word(s) No warnings

Chapter 4 - 2,679 word(s) maybe a little angsty?

Chapter 5 - 2,317 word(s) maybe a little angsty?

Chapter 6 - 3,521 word(s) violence and fluff

Epilogue - 2,945 word(s) of some follow up plot, but mostly just smut.

All I Want

A Christmas party on board the Enterprise leads to a late night exchange of rather intimate gifts between Bones and their newest passenger.

Warnings: Smutty goodness darlings. Welcome me back and to a new fandom. Unprotected sex. 

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It was at the first annual Christmas aboard the Enterprise’s five year voyage when Admiral Farah learned that Leonard McCoy was a smooth kisser. Behind the layers of sarcasm, metaphors and perpetual scowls waited a man just looking for someone to pour into.

As his lips meshed with hers, the scent of peppermint wafted up from her steaming coco. The mistletoe Sulu brandished much like his saber, brushed her cheek as he declared the kiss satisfactory to the tradition. Chekov let out a long whistle when neither she nor Bones pulled away immediately. Bones’ hands had somehow wound up in her hair, and hers clutching at the back of his shirt. His nose skimmed her cheek, their breaths mixing together while both struggled to separate hormones and Christmas cheer from solid, trustworthy feelings. Farah broke it off first, lips already aching in the absence of the doctor’s.

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