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Imagine a wild night in Rome with your husband after the last day of JibCon.


Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluff, Jensen gyrating(Yes it’s a warning), SMUT, some dirty talk

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: I  able to work this into my 30 Days of Jensen and Dean (That has gone on ENTIRELY too long.) This is fic number TWENTY-FOUR. The line, “Bring me some pie,” was requested by @percywinchester27. It was supposed to be fluff, but you can’t always get what you want. ;) This is just smutty, smut because all of the JibCon photos got me WORKED UP. (sigh) I also promised Ana so gyrating Jensen and this was the perfect opportunity for it. Not so much obviously drunk Jensen, but it’s hot either way. ;)

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Thank you for your lovely comments, darlings!!! I hope you like what I did with your prompts!! Enjoy!!! <3

Warning: Hot make-outs, smutty mentions, cute Bughead galore and just me fawning over the bae that is Cole Sprouse. 


“We have to go.” Kiss

“Hmm, in a second.” Kiss

“One day – kiss – we’ll get caught – kiss – and they’ll definitely expel us.” Hard Kiss.

“Oh, I’d love to see you, Betty Cooper – kiss – getting expelled over a steamy make out.” Bite.

Betty just let a breathless laugh, alternating the angle of her head and dropped her arms to his shoulders, crossing them by the wrists behind his head. Jughead’s smile grew more in delight against her lips and he dove in again, pecking her lips hard. They were in one of the dusty storage rooms of their high school, the smallest one and the one with no windows, exploring this new-found feeling of being in love and being a couple, mist old broken chairs and random school supplies. Betty was perched up on an unused desk that lay against the wall, dressed for her cheerleading practice in her usual white and yellow t-shirt and dark blue shorts, while her boyfriend was standing deliciously between her gorgeous legs, school bag, denim jacket and beanie abandoned somewhere on the floor, kissing her like there was no tomorrow for God knows how long now.

That was basically they daily routine. Ever since the two of them overcame their irrational fears of rejection and possible heartbreak and talked with each other about that kiss that held all of Jughead’s suppressed emotions all those years, they couldn’t overlook their mutual feeling of desiring to be together. Three weeks had passed since that day and, despite of the new challenges they were faced with every day, regarding their unconventional families and the amorality that seemed to emerge every once in a while of the core of their small town, the two teens were basking in the afterglow of their romance with affectionate gestures and heated make outs. The only cloud shading their Romeo and Juliet fairytale was that everything was being done in shadows, like a good, concealed secret.

They wanted to tell people; and they would do it. They weren’t afraid or ashamed, both emotions equally unfair to the wonderful union that it was them. They just wanted to do it in their own terms, without excited friends or controlling parents getting in their way, without having to explain themselves or put labels and boundaries in something that came and kept growing natural to them. So, janitor’s closets and storage rooms it was.

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color you mine pt.2- pjm(m)

Originally posted by sugaglos

Living next door to your teacher has its perks… 

(m)- mature | 2.5k words | Teacher!Jimin | Pt.1 / ??

reqs] Jimin smut? With like daddy Dom or like rough stuff please [+] Can you please write about jimin teaching you how to deep throat him? [+] Jimin thigh riding smut no specific plot [+] all of those who requested a second CYM

a/n]  it has been a long time coming,,,hope you enjoy;)  


You’d never been so nervous in your life, knocking on Mr. Park’s door at seven o'clock sharp, not wanting to seem too eager even though you’d been waiting outside his door for nearly fifteen minutes. You told your roommates you were going to another friend’s down the street, hiding behind Mr. Park’s bushes so they couldn’t see as you waited for the time to come.

Beneath your clothes are two lacy black lingerie pieces, not covering anything, just for show, just to hopefully get him as excited as you are, dripping through the barely existent fabric of your panties. Thank god your friend dared you to buy lingerie a few months back, or you’d still be inside not knowing what to wear to this most special occasion.

He opens the door shirtless, smooth skin and defined muscle running below the elastic of his sweats, smiling sweetly and opening the door wider to let you in. “How was your evening, Y/N?” The foyer darkens behind you as he closes the door, “finished the reading I assigned?”

“Yes, Mr. Park,” you try to calm your nerves, picking at the skin around your nails behind your back, “it didn’t take me more than an hour.”

“Then I guess it was too easy,” he laughs, moving in front of you and waiting for you to follow. His house is dimly lit, the only light coming from the open windows in his living room. Leather couches, family photos, abstract art and shelves with books haphazardly sitting on them. His house looked just as you thought it would. So him, somehow.

“Would you like some water?” He moves to the fridge and drinks from a glass already set out, watching you set your bag down and sit in the bar stool across the island.

“Yes, thank you, the walk over here was so far,” you sarcastically joke.  

He chuckles, scrunching his nose and grabbing another tall glass from the cupboard before filling it with water from the fridge, sliding it across the counter cleanly and gracefully.  

“I have a few surprises in store…” He begins with a smirk.

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Heat of the Moment - Part 2: Awakening

Characters: Reader (Y/N Padalecki), Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki,

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared/sister!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Oral (female receiving), Unsafe sex (wrap it before you tap it boys and girls), Angry Moose.   

Word count: 1500ish

A/N: Andi aka @ellen-reincarnated1967 offered to write me another drabble for a series of hers I love, so I told her to pick one of five prompts but my overactive brain made a story of all five prompts. This is part two of a two part story.

2 out of 5 prompts are used in this one and they are bolded if you are curious.

Thanks a billion to @teenage-internet-recluse and @mamapeterson for betaing this for me. You’re awesome girsl :D

MASTERPOST

You squeezed your eyes harder together to keep the sunbeams penetrating the curtains from stabbing your brain. Fuck, it felt as if a herd of rhinos had a dance party in there. You let out a soft moan, trying to move out of the offending sun’s passage and stick your head under the pillow like an ostrich. You instantly froze when you felt a foreign weight wrapped around your middle. 

“Shit!” you thought as you slowly moved to turn your head. The sight that met you, combined with the dull ache between your legs as you moved, made your breath catch in your throat. The man beside you was still asleep with a blissful expression on his face, while your head and heart was tearing your emotions in opposite directions.

What if he regretted this? Fuck he is beautiful. What if Jared find out? Would it be bad to lean in and kiss those pouty lips of his? Dammit Y/N, focus!  

Even if you had no immediate recollection of last night, there was no doubt in your mind what had happened. You were both naked and the delicious soreness between your legs served as a reminder of where the adonis next to you had been.

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Andreil Massages Turned War Turned Aaron will Never Enter The Columbia House Again.

This was a hc u thought up today some major help from @cabeswaterexy they are the best human i have ever met and i love them to death.

of course Neil starts this because he just likes being allowed to touch Andrew and to make Andrew feel good, so after a really hard game where Andrew did as Neil asked and shut down the goal,  Neil notices that he’s favoring his right arm. So when they get back to the dorm and they’re sitting in bed, both without shirts, Neil hovers his hand above Andrew’s shoulder and asks yes or no. Andrew thinks that Neil just wants to touch so he says yes. And at first, yeah that’s all he does: touch. He gets a bit lost in the hard muscles, and he starts thinking about how strong and solid Andrew is and how safe he feels. So he ends up with that stupid fucking idiot smile that makes Andrew flick him in the forehead. And then he presses down, gently at first in case this  isn’t okay bit harder when Andrew doesn’t tell him no. And Andrew is confused for a minute because Neil is giving him a massage??? Why??? This has never happened before but Andrew can’t even be mad because he is melting. Neil switched between the arms for a while before he notices that Andrew has slumoed forward and fallen asleep on Neil’s shoulder. Neil is freaking out because Andrew fell asleep??? On him??? He’s trusted??? But as much as Neil doesn’t want to move, he also doesn’t want to fall asleep sitting up so he says Andrews name quietly and urges him to lay down. The way their bed is, Neil is on Andrew’s left but because Andrew sleeps on his side, Neil still has access to Andrew’s right arm, which he takes after he’s given permission and starts to massage again until Andrew falls asleep. Neil doesn’t stop smiling for a few days.

In Andrew’s mind, there can only ever be an equal exchange so he feels the need to pay Neil back somehow. Which is how he finds himself kneeling between Neil’s legs after practicing with a pissed off Kevin and asking Yes or No? But Neil has already said yes before Andrew can finish which makes him scowl. But he’s not going to argue so he just puts his hands on Neil’s thighs and starts to knead. It is a very good thing that Kevin sleeps like the sea because Neil is not quiet. At all. Which is a bit of a problem for Andrew, who is sitting between Neil’s thighs and looking down at his flushed face as he whimpers and moans and shakes. And when Andrew gets to a particularly sore spot, Neil let’s out a breath “There. Right there” and it makes Andrew hate him more.

This leads to a lengthy make out session

Obviously. Because when Andrew finally works out any knots he’s been focused on Neil’s legs and not his stupid face so he looks up and Neil’s cheeks are flushed and his hair is a mess and his eyes are glassy and he’s all relaxed and it punched all the air out of Andrew’s lungs so he hovers over Neil and asks yes or no. Neil says yes and it’s all relaxed and soft and breathy and Andrew fucking hats him but he kisses him like he doesn’t and at some point Neil pulls away and cautiously raises a leg while asking yes or no. Andrew says yes so Neil brings his legs up and hooks his ankles behind Andrew’s back and you’d have to fight me for literal years to convince me Andrew doesn’t have a thing for Neil’s thighs and Neil doesn’t have a thing for Andrew’s shoulders so anyway Andrew’s is all for this and making out and Neil is def not quiet and he’s already soft and pliant from the massage so he just keeps making little noises against Andrew’s mouth and Andrew would kill him but he thinks if those noises stop it would be an epic tragedy

One of Neil’s favourite things is when Andrew has casual displays of strength, so when Andrew hooks his hands around Neil’s shoulders and pulls him up as if he weighs nothing?? Neil is gone

Their kissing is soft and unhurried and eventually Andrew moves onto Neil’s neck while Neil kisses his shoulders and slowly falls asleep and Andrew has to carry him to bed

They get an apartment together and Neil “accidentally” ends up with everything that goes in the bottom cupboards and at first Andrew thinks Neil is making fun of him or smth (which doesn’t makes sense bc he’s short too?) he can’t figure it out until he catches Neil staring (again) at his shoulders as he lifts a bag of flour and Neil doesn’t even noice Andrew watching him back as long as Andrew’s shoulders keep moving and flexing

When they go shopping for clothes Andrew keeps buying Neil running shorts and of course Neil is an idiot and thinks that Andrew keeps buying a particular brand because Neil likes it, but really it’s because that brand hugs his ass the best and shows off so much thigh and Neil doesn’t even notice when Andrew does his weights right in front of Neils treadmill when they in the gym

They’re both basically in a race to kill each other with choice body parts but they’re the ones making it worse for themselves because Neil is always getting Andrew to lift things and Andrew buys the shorts and really, it’s going to build up to a very epic outlet of these pent of feelings cough sex montage cough

It gets to the point where Neil starts to hide Andrew’s shirts until all he can wear are muscle tees. And Andrew starts buying Neil leggings because holy hell his legs look so Fucking delicious in leggings

Nicky has walked in on Neil staring at Andrew’s shoulders and Andrew glaring at Neil’s thighs

And since Neil’s thighs looks great bc of the running so does his ass and when Andrew discovers that and leggings the world basically ends

Kevin walks in one day to them standing in the living room with handfuls of each other’s clothes just glaring at each other because Neil tried to wear loose sweats and Andrew tried to wear a sweatshirt and they’ve been threatening to burn everything for about an hour

When Andrew takes a shower, Neil will go in and take his shirt, and when Neil’s showering Andrew  switches his pants

It gets ridiculous at one point but they still won’t talk about it and people are starting to notice these two losers so what else is there to do but pack each other’s bags and go to Columbia where Neil finds t shirts and leggings as his whole bag and Andrew has all tanks (there’s even one of those ones that shouldn’t even count as a shirt because the arm holes go to like the bottom of his ribs) and jeans and sweats and they’re alone which means the tormenting gets worse until Neil comes back from a run and Andrew has had enough okay and he is Neil flushed and sweaty and mischievous looking and his legs and his ass okay Andrew can’t take it anymore

They take multiple showers that day

They get clean in none of them

They try… once or twice

They aren’t too mad

And then someone’s on their knees or shutting off the water to drag the other to somewhere easier to do Whatever

There are trails of water all over

They have to come to an agreement about clothes because they love it, but Nicky has been giving Neil looks and it’s Andrew’s fault

There are hickeys in only kind-of easy to hide places

Nicky gets them those sex dice and will never know that they’ve used them

Aaron would die if he knew what had happened everywhere in that house

They definitely have done some things in Aaron’s room out of spite

Nicky did it for a prank. Aaron makes a comment once about “lets eat somewhere where you two haven’t had sex” but he’s joking except suddenly Neil can’t look at him or anywhere

Neil is blushing hard and Andrew is smirking. All he says is “good luck with that one”

And then Aaron snarls in disgust and mutters about taking his food to his room and it pisses Neil off so he says “you might want to clean it” and Aaron’s like it’s clean I saw it earlier but Neil just smirks and Aaron is horrified and Nicky is /cackling/

Aaron refuses to sleep in his room now and demands to know where they haven’t had sex and Neil just points to the front porch

Aaron is pissed, Nicky is proud, Neil is embarrassed and Andrew is smug

100 Banging Kinks: Hot and Cold Play

Originally posted by elves-n-angels

Pairing: Bucky / Reader

Words: 1,016

Warnings: Smut and language

Celebrating Bucky’s 100th birthday, I am participating in @bucky-plums-barnes 100 banging kinks! I really can’t believe I wrote this, but either way I hope you enjoy reading it. And I didn’t proof read this so if there are any mistakes oh well-


“Just relax,” he said softly in your ear as his lips brushed down the valley of your breasts. A whimper escaped your lips and you heard him chuckle before you couldn’t feel him at all. Leaving you lying there, on your back on the bed, blindfolded, and panting.

Bucky had wanted to try something new in the bedroom and you didn’t hesitate to say yes. And that was how you ended up in this mess. Your ears strained to hear anything to give you the location of where Bucky could be, but the ex assassin was silent causing the anticipation to build within you.

And that’s how you let out a gasp as you suddenly felt the bed dip. Bucky chuckled again and before you could say anything you felt the icy cool sensation of an ice cube circle around your nipple of your left breast. You cried out and arched your back as the ice slightly melted against your heated skin, and the water rolled down your breast.

But before the small trickle of water could get far the warmth of Bucky’s tongue licked up the water before twirling around your hard nipple causing you to moan lowly and grip Bucky’s hair and pull. “Bucky!” You mewled  and then he was gone and you were left alone again causing you to whine in desperation.

“Oh don’t worry Baby girl, I’m just starting.” Bucky’s voice was raspy and deep, the arousal clear in his voice. You whimpered again and grabbed the sheets beneath you to ground yourself as you waited for Bucky to come back to you. And you didn’t have to wait long as another ice cube slid down your stomach, circling at the edge of your panties.

“Bucky-” you breathlessly moaned, your chest heaving for air as you felt your underwear get wetter.

He kept you on edge, and within the second the ice cube was gone and you thought would be replaced with Bucky’s tongue but you were wrong. You choked back a cry as Bucky’s fingers slipped past your underwear and slid against your wet folds. Your legs went to close but you were stopped with Bucky’s body.

Your head fell back into the pillows and you rolled your hips up to Bucky’s hand. He cupped your pussy and his palm rubbed against your clit causing a new flow of wetness gather between your legs and onto his hand. “Fuck yourself onto my hand.” He commanded and you moaned again not needing to be told twice as you immediately began to move yourself against his palm.

“Oh Bucky-” you groaned before clenching the sheets more as he slipped a finger inside you. “Yes,” you sighed nodding your head and working your hips more. “Oh yeah,” you moaned again and Bucky added another finger curling them as you chased your orgasm.

“You close baby?” He asked letting you use him as you needed and you whimpered once more nodding your head.

“Yes, yes, oh yes!” You chanted and just as you felt yourself close to falling over the edge his hand disappeared and you were left gasping for air and panting.

“Mm, you taste so good, baby doll.” He groaned teasingly and you knew he had licked the arousal of you on his hand clean.

“I hate you,” you grumbled before feeling Bucky’s hands on your waist.

“No you don’t,” you couldn’t see him but you knew he was smirking and you were ready to snap at him again before the sound of ripping resonated in the room and you felt your panties slip off you. He and literally ripped your underwear of you. His hands moved down to your inner thighs then, and he spread your legs wide for him before you heard him groan lowly.

“It’s all yours,” you mumbled and you heard him intake a breath causing you to feel quiet powerful.

But your smirk was wiped away from your face when you felt his lips wrap around your clit. What was once warm pouty lips, were now icy cold from another ice cube. He puckered his lips and sucked on your bundle of nerves causing your hands to fly to his hair, pulling his face closer as what could be identified as a pornographic moan escaped your lips.

His arms wrapped underneath your legs, making your legs drape over his shoulders. He held your hips still and licked up your wet fold. He groaned at your taste and his groan sent delicious vibrations between your legs causing you to arch your back again. “Don’t stop.” You groaned and pulled his hair once more as he slid his tongue in deeper.

The blindfold was still covering your eyes but that didn’t matter, your eyes were closed in pleasure as you moaned and cried out over and over again. Bucky’s tongue was something wicked and you felt the familiar coil form in your stomach as you rolled your hips up to his face.

“I’m gonna cum.” You warned your legs tightening around his head, pulling him closer as you panted. By now, Bucky was eating you out like he hadn’t had anything to drink for seventy years. It had your chasing orgasm nearing closer and your legs began to shake a tell sign as the heat that pooled in your stomach built more.

And then you felt an ice cube dip and brush over you clit and you were done for. You threw your head back into the pillows as your orgasm washed over you fast and hard- taking your breath away and for white spots to dance across your vision.

When you came back to, you could feel Bucky tenderly kissing your inner thigh as his thumb rubbed circles over your hip. “Come back to me, Baby.” He was murmuring quietly and you groaned.

“Bucky.” And then light flooded your vision as the blindfold came off and you saw Bucky looking at you, half of his face glistening with your orgasm as he smirked. The sight was quiet the turn on and you bit your lip, you two were definitely doing this again.

Earned It || Bucky x Reader

Summary → Upon receiving his orders to join the 107TH, your mother insists on throwing your long-term boyfriend a wholesome, farewell dinner. But Bucky has different plans in mind. (Set in the 1940′s.)

Word Count → 3.2K

Warnings → Cursing, teasing, fingering, unprotected sex (use protection, kiddos). 

A/N → Happy #FreakyFriday y’all! This is by far my absolute favorite smut I have ever written. Sergeant Barnes being a tease while wearing his uniform? Yes, please. Enjoy & as always, can’t wait to hear your feedback!

“Y/N, could you fetch the floral arrangement? It’s on the kitchen counter next to the toaster.” Your mother instructed, though she would never admit it to you, she was clearly a wreck of nerves.

You nodded with a soft smile before scurrying off to the adjacent kitchen. You found the centerpiece she’d put together with ease, primarily composed of daisies and sunflowers, exactly where your mother had said. It was perfectly arranged in a circular vase, it’s meticulous beauty undoubtedly coming from your mother’s years working as a florist. You took the vase carefully between your hands, gripping it tightly as you hurried back to her.

“Where should I place it?” You questioned, watching as she fidgeted incessantly with the table settings.

“Just there, between the candles.” She pointed to a small space at the center of the table, not bothering to meet your gaze as she adjusted the utensils. With a few final touches, here and there, your mother straightened up and smoothed over her apron. “What do you think?”

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