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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Placing bets with Bucky is a dangerous thing…but it often ends in pleasure so you don’t complain much.
Genre: Smut
Rating: E
Warnings: Unprotected sex, light bondage, oral sex, dirty talk, choking, spanking, swearings 
3,674 words

Notes: Here it is, my first attempt at smut. I feel like I described this whole thing way too much and I’m sorry for that but it’s my first time (lmao) so take it easy on me! This is low-key based on the 100-0 challenge, where you count from 100 to 0 to know how much you can last until you orgasm. READ ALL THE WARNINGS though choking and spanking don’t have much space on it. I hope this entire thing is understandable, lmao. I guess that’s it! Happy reading! <3</p>


You regret teasing him with every fiber of your body but you’re feeling way too alive to even think about complaining now. 

The room is filled with the afternoon’s sunlight and the windows behind the bed are completely open, the cool breeze cooling your skin in a way you’re almost sobbing at. Body splayed through the bed, you have your wrists tied up to the headboard and ankles to the bedposts, completely bare and open for him. 

Bucky is kneeling just between in your legs, a smirk curving his plump red lips while he’s got his hair up a tight bun and torso completely exposed for your minimum delight, the rough fabric of his pants rubbing insistently against the inside of your calves. 

You regret teasing him with every fiber of your body because deep down you know that he’s going to get exactly what he wants. 

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hurt you
By Organization for Transformative Works

 His voice rumbled, “I want to hurt you so badly. I want to bruise your skin and pull your hair and make you scream. I want to throw you against a wall and do so many things to you…but I can’t. I have to resist. I can’t have this.”

You fall for your best friend, and your best friend falls for you.

Pairing- Sans x Reader
Words- 3815
Rating- E
Warnings- Skelesex

Falling Slowly: Chapter Twelve

Summary: When Henry is kidnapped by the Evil Queen, Emma rushes to save him. Along the way, she receives the help of a ship’s captain with a shared past, though she has no idea just how deep that shared past really goes.
Rating: E
Warnings: Kidnapping, language, explicit sexual content
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Cookies and Capsicles

Prompt from @avengersxreader Thank you!

“Bucky is staying with the reader while hiding from the government (after the winter soldier before civil war) and when Steve breaks into Buckys apartment he is shocked to find Bucky so protective of the reader”

Rating: E

Warnings: None

“Bucky!” You called across the small apartment that you’d somehow come to share with the man. He’d been there for months, and you’d become used to helping him with his issues and peculiarities. Of course calling them issues would be an understatement, the man had enough of them to kill anyone lesser. 

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Purple - Yixing

requested by anonymous: Yixing + Purple

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +500


‘What’s your favourite color?’

It’s a common question. A question you asked the boy you liked when you were a child, to know if you had the same one, to get to know him. One you ask yourself when you want to decorate your room, or buy clothes. One he asks you, secretly, so he knows what kind of flowers he should buy you on your first date.

You didn’t know how to answer that question back then. Because what was your favourite colour anyway? You had so many favourites. Black, like his shiny, soft hair? Gold, like his gorgeous, radiant skin? Brown, like those warm eyes that made your heart melt into a puddle? You couldn’t choose and you said, ‘All of them.’, so he bought you white roses.

After that, many dates and roses followed, until you were ready to give him one single flower in return. It might seem silly, giving only one flower of your own in return to dozens of his, but yours was much greater in significance.

He was gentle, but strong. The warm, dark chocolate of his eyes boring into yours as you roamed your hands through his raven black hair. His caresses were soft, light as a feather as he placed fluttering kisses across your jaw, your face, your neck. Surprised gasps and staggered breaths escaped both your lips, filling the dimly lit bedroom as you explored eachother’s bodies. You didn’t expect anything else from your gentle, loving boyfriend, rolling his hips into yours ever so slowly, making sure you didn’t go through a single second of pain. He treated you like you were a precious porcelain doll.

That was until you grew addicted to the way he moved inside of you, how he filled you up so good it sent shivers down your spine. Soon, the gentle caresses and careful touches became needier, hastier, bolder. You needed more, like every time you did a shot, you needed twice the dosis the next time.

The fluttering kisses on your jaw and neck didn’t flutter anymore. His lips latched themselves on your skin, strong wet kisses at first. Then they grew bolder, teeth got involved and lightly took the flesh between them, biting down slightly, making you gasp in delight. Yixing quickly found it was your weak spot, he also discovered he loved to abuse it. Whether it was during a quick, public makeout session or in private while his hips relentlessly snapped into you, he had to have his lips on your sensitive neck, sucking and biting until your skin changed color.

He loved nipping at the small spot beneath your ear, licking up and down your jaw, sucking constellations into the nape of your neck to the point you permanently had to carry a scarf with you at all times to be able to cover it up. He loved the way you moaned when he took your flesh between his lips, tingling sensations shooting through your nerve system as he kept on sucking and biting, the way your nails dragged over his back, the way small beads of sweat streamed down your skin so he could lick up the salty liquid, at the same time soothing the deliciously painful bruise he inflicted. And you loved the way he relished in it.

So now, when someone asks, ‘What’s your favourite color?’

Your answer is, ‘Purple.’

Shitty Finale AU masterpost:

 For all of you who are hella confused by what happened on your dash last night. Don’t worry, all of us are too. :E

WARNING: Discussion of gore, general strangeness…?

By this point, it was late and we were all delirious and then… two of us sort of… wrote shitty crack fics on the dreadful topic of Stan and Ford “shaving” body parts off to fit in each other’s clothes?

  1. Snapback’s fic  (warning for gore)
  2. My fic

By the next morning, we were just confused. What on earth wAS this hell we’d created? I still agree, @embulalia i’m basically confused as hell. To this very hour. Halp.

@snapback-gravity-falls paused to laugh at the extreme fic comments.

And as far as I’m aware, that’s almost all of it? Friendos, if I missed anything major please add it on. We apologize for the chaos, fandom. Jennah out.

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A film project I am currently working on with Kassia Meador and Bruce Muller. This is the first trailer. 

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Prompt: “Imagine Steve getting turned on seeing you breath heavily and your skin glisten with sweat after your morning run.”

Rating: E

Warnings: Mild Sexual Content

Characters: Steve Rogers, Reader

Relationships: Steve Rogers & Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader

Walking into the Stark Tower, you bumped into Steve. You were still panting from your morning jog, breathless as you greeted him. “I would say something cliche like ‘the early bird catches the worm’ but that phrase always sounded vaguely dirty to me…” you joked, a small laugh leaving your lips.

You used the armband around your wrist to dab at the sweat along your forehead as you looked on at the bulky male. “–You okay?” you questioned, eyeing his rather tense expression as Steve avoided even looking in your direction.

“Hmm? Uh, y-yeah. Yeah. Just…tired.” he explained, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Your eyebrows raised in reaction to his demeanor, wondering what was making him seem so…off.

“Oh, sure…” You let out an exhausted breath, offering the blond a polite smile. “–Are you…off for a run yourself, or…?”

He looked up, finally looking you in the eyes and seeming to almost instantly regret it as he cleared his throat, his gaze quickly roaming the contours of your body. “Me? No. I, uh…I did that earlier. Woke up…around dawn or…or so…”

Finally realizing what was happening, you let out a bit of an amused chuckle, unable to hold it in. You tried to cover it up however by putting your hand over your mouth, not wanting Steve to feel embarrassed.

However, that didn’t stop Steve from noticing. He blushed a deep crimson that colored not only his cheeks, but down to his collarbone. You felt terrible but the entire idea that Steve freakin’ Rogers was turned on by the way you looked was a bit more humorous than you could comprehend. At least to you.

“I’m gonna…I’m gonna go now…” Steve mentioned nervously, motioning toward the elevator.

“Uh…yeah, I’m…I’m going up, too, so…” Well, this was awkward. You let out a bit of a sigh, wanting to nip the situation in the bud before it got out of hand. “–Look, it’s…it’s just me. You know me better than anybody. This shouldn’t be…weird. I jogged, I got sweaty. I was…breathing…hard…okay, yeah, forget it.”

“Mm hmm…” Steve agreed, gesturing toward the elevator. “–You should go first. I’ll go second time around.”

“Alrighty…” you react quickly, swiftly making your way to the lift and repeatedly pressing the button for the right floor in hopes that the doors would close more quickly.

Time to avoid things in hopes they go away entirely.

Teenagers

Request:Can you write a long one shot where y/n has been best friends with Gerard Way since they were little, and now they’re like 16 and y/n wants Gerard to take her virginity. And while they’re doing it make Gerard really concerned and caring for her and making sure she feels good. And at the end make it really cute and cuddly

A/N: Hey sorry this took so long, I had a bit of writers block but I got it done! Im sorry if there are any errors, I tried my best to go back and find all of them but I might have missed some. I hope I did ok with this. But anyway, enjoy! ~E

WARNING: Smut ahead

“So do you wanna watch a movie?” Gerard asked look over his shoulder at you. You put your phone down and leaned back on his bed. You just shrugged and snuggled up under the blanket. Gerard took that as a yes and put the movie in. He jumped next to you on the bed and got comfortable.

You were staying the weekend at your best friend Gerard’s house since his parents were away and you were having some problems at home. This wasn’t anything new for you two, you had sleepovers all the time, even though you two were already in high school. You were completely in love with Gerard though, so staying the night was hard for you. You tried to move on though, you even had a boyfriend. Unlike everyone else you had dated you actually like this one.

About 20 minutes into the movie your phone buzzed, you had gotten a text from your boyfriend. You opened the message quickly, with a smile on your face. Your smile slowly began to fall. He had broken up with you, he was leaving you for his slutty ex-girlfriend. You had never been good at hiding your emotions around Gerard so the next thing you knew you were crying your eyes out. Gerard immediately took you into his arms and brought you into his lap so that he could calm you down.

You sobbed into his shoulder, gripping onto his shirt for support. As you cried Gerard rubbed your back soothingly and told you everything was going to be okay. This broke you, this was the first guy you had actually liked in a long time. You thought you would actually be able to forget about your crush on your best friend. Soon, you cries quieted and all that was left was a small sniffle and tears running down your face. Gerard frowned and wiped the tears from your eyes. He never liked it when you cried.

“Hey don’t cry, you’re too beautiful for that, do you want to tell me what happened?” You took a deep breath and just came right out with it. “He broke up with me…for his ex” you bowed your head in embarrassment for how you acted just because a boy broke up with you. Gerard frowned and made you raise your chin. “He was an asshole anyway” he said angrily, you nodded sadly and looked down.

You were taken aback when you felt Gerard’s lips on yours. You were so shocked that you could barely move. Gerard pulled away quickly “I-I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that. Fuck. I’m an idiot I’m so-” you cut him off with a kiss. He immediately kissed you back. The kiss was full of love and passion. His lips were so soft and he tasted like coffee with a hint of vanilla. You were disappointed when he pulled away but you both needed air. “Y/N…I love you, I have for years” you giggled “Well that would’ve been nice to know a few years ago, I love you too”

You twiddled with your fingers for a moment before asking him what you had wanted to ask him for a while now. “Hey Gee can I ask you something?” you asked averting you eyes to your fingers. Gerard smiled, “Sure, you can ask me anything.”. You hesitated for a second, “Gerard would you please take my virginity?” you asked, gazing up to see his reaction. He was taken aback by your question but managed to stutter out an answer. “I-I would love to but a-are you sure you want m-me to?”. “Gerard, there is no one I’d rather give it to.”

The minute you said that his eyes brightened and he smiled. He went in for another kiss. It was innocent at first but it began to get heated. Gerard was still super shy about it though. He pulled away from you hesitantly and asked “Are you sure about this?” He looked worried as he searched your eyes for hesitation. You cupped his cheek and smiled. “Gerard I already told you I’m in love with you” you giggled. A light blush formed on his cheeks and he smiled. “Ok, as long as you’re okay”

Gerard kissed you again sweetly. Gerard grew a bit more confident and moved to down to kiss your neck. You whimpered softly when he found your sweet spot. You heard him take in a sharp breath when he heard you and you could feel his cheeks get hot. Gerard tugged lightly on the bottom of your shirt and pulled away from your neck. “Can I take this off?” He asked blushing and looking away. You nodded and smiled at him. He slowly raised the shirt over your head and bit his lip at the sight of your lace bra. He reached behind your back and ran his fingers over the clasp of your bra.

“Can I take this off too?” he asked shakily. You bit your lip and nodded, this was the first time you ever got this far with a boy. You were also pretty sure this was the first time Gerard has ever been with a girl. Gerard unclasped your bra with shaky fingers and pulled it off slowly. “C-Can I touch you?” he asked, looking at you as if you were a work of art. “Please” you begged, arching your back to him.

He slowly trailed his hands from your back to your sides then up to your breasts. He cupped you gently, scared he might hurt you. He soon began to softly massage your breasts, loving the feeling of your soft skin. You crashed your lips to his in an effort to hide the moans beginning to spill from your mouth. You bit his lip, demanded for entrance into is mouth, in which he gladly surrendered to you. As your tongues swirled together and his hands fondled your breasts, you began to get hot and bothered. You grinded down on Gerard, needing the friction between you. He moaned into your mouth and lightly bucked his hips up to meet yours.

You then realized he was starting to get excited, feeling the bulge that had formed in his sweatpants. You tugged at the hem of his shirt, wanting it off. He detached his lips from yours and a worried look formed on his face. You looked up at him and moved your hands under his shirt to ghost your fingers over his stomach. “Gee it’s ok you don’t have to be self conscious…I bet your body is beautiful.” You started to slightly move his shirt up. “Plus it doesn’t matter to me what your body looks like you’ll still be incredibly sexy in my eyes.” Gerard took a deep breath then moved his hands on top of yours, guiding them to take off his shirt. You grinned, happy he was comfortable with you. You threw his shirt across the room and trailed your hands over her pale, smooth skin.

He shuddered under your touch as you ghosted your fingers over his torso. He grabbed your hands and moved to kiss you again. He pushed you back onto the bed and crawled on top of you, never breaking the kiss. He slowly ran his hands along your body, exploring every inch of your skin he could get to. He detached his lips from yours and left a trail of kisses from your jawline to your neck, stopping there to suck and nibble on your sweet spot. You whimpered at the sensation, you knew it was going to leave a mark but you didn’t care, you wanted the world to know you were his.

After he was satisfied with the purple bruise he had left on your neck his lips began to venture down again, stopping to suck on your breasts and leave more love bites. He continued to kiss down your body until he got to the top of your jeans. He hooked his fingers around the waistband of your jeans, looking up at you for permission, which you eagerly granted him.

He tugged down your jeans quickly and blushed at the sight of you. There was the cute and cuddly Gee again. You squeezed your thighs together, feeling self-conscience about your body. Gerard frowned at you, “Y/N you’re beautiful, don’t hide yourself from me.” you blushed and eased your legs open a bit, causing Gerard to greedily run his hands all over your thighs. You could feel his hands shaking a bit, he was nervous. He pushed your legs further apart and slowly removed your panties. You blushed and looked away as he stared at you in awe.

“Um, I-I’m sorry if I’m not any g-good at this, I’ve never done anything like this before, I only know from what I’ve heard and uh seen.” His voice was shaky as he said it. “Gerard it’s ok, as long as it’s with you it’ll feel amazing.”. He nodded and took a deep breath. You were about to say something else, but you were cut off by Gerard kissing your core, testing the waters.

You moaned at the sensation, you had never gone this far with anyone before so this was a whole new experience for both of you. Gerard licked up your slit, making you arch your back and whimper. He took this as a good sign and did it again, this time stopping at your clit and sucking on it. You moaned loudly making Gerard stop. “Are you okay? Did I fuck up? Did I hurt you?” he looked panicky and you giggled at how cute he was.

“You didn’t hurt me Gerard, it felt good”. A look of accomplishment spread across his face and he went back to working on you. He made figure 8’s on your clit with his tongue. “Fuck Gee, more” you gasped. He moaned against your core, sending vibrations of pleasure up your body, making your toes curl and making you let out a loud moan. He trailed a hand up your thigh and inserted a finger into your wet core, pumping it slowly.

Your hand immediately flies to his hair, lacing your fingers in his locks as you moan out his name “Fuck Gee you’re so good at this” he adds a second finger and starts pumping. You raise you hips up and moan his name even louder. “Fuck Gerard, I’m going to cum” he starts pumping his fingers faster and moans against you. This sent you over the edge and you came all over his fingers and tongue. Waves of pleasure racked through your body, making you jolt. Gerard pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. “Wow, you taste really good” he commented. His eyes were glued to your trembling figure and he nearly came at the sight of you in so much pleasure, because of him.

Once you were able to catch your breath you motioned for Gerard to come over to you. Gerard timidly crawled on top of you moving down to kiss your lips. You could taste yourself on his lips and it was oddly arousing. You moved you hands to the hem on his jeans and started to them. He stopped kissing you to help you take them off. Once they were successfully removed you hooked your fingers on the band of his boxers tugging them down. He kicked them off his feet and moved back on top of you.

You couldn’t help but stare at his length. He was definitely above average and it was slightly intimidating. You knew it would hurt like hell, especially with a size like that. You were snapped out of your trance when you heard Gerard cough awkwardly. You blushed “Was I staring?” you asked embarrassed. He giggled “A lil bit” his face changed quickly and a serious expression spread across his face. “Y/N are you sure you want this?” he asked, searching your eyes for even a hint of hesitation. You nodded “I want this Gerard, I promise”. A soft smile formed on his lips and he kissed you softly. “This is going to hurt Y/N just tell me when I can move or if you want me to stop ok?” you nodded and braced yourself.

He pushed into you slowly, stretching your walls. By the time he was all the way in tears were streaming down your face. Gerard resisted from moving inside you, not wanting to hurt you. He wiped away your tears and kissed your cheeks. “Do you want me to pull out?” he asked, his voiced strained. You shook your head “Just give me a minute .” Eventually the pain subsided and you sighed, “You can move now” you told Gerard. He immediately started to move his hips at a slow rhythm, not wanting to hurt you. “Are you okay Y/N, I’m not hurting you am I?” he asked breathily. You shook your head and moaned from the pleasure you were experiencing.

“Faster Gee, please” you moan lifting your hips up to his. He started to pick up the pace, complying to your beg for more. You wrapped your legs around his waist, giving him a deeper angle. You gasped when he hit that sweet spot deep inside you, and you clawed at his back, leaving red marks. He moaned your name quietly when you scratched down his back, the pain and pleasure mixing together, forming an amazing sensation. “Fuck Gerard right there”, he buried his head into the crook of your neck and panted your name into you ear. “Fuck Y/N your so tight, I don’t know how much longer I can last” he said, moaning particularly loud when you clenched around him.

“I’m so close Gee” you whimpered bucking your hips up to meet his fast thrusts. Gerard reached down in-between you two to rub your clit and that sent you toppling over the edge. You clenched around him and came, causing Gerard to come as well. You were experiencing so much pleasure you couldn’t even scream, wave after wave of pleasure washed over you and it felt like heaven. He continued to thrust into you, riding out both of your highs. Once you were done Gerard pulled out of you and rolled beside you. “You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt of that moment” he panted, still trying to catch his breath.

You rolled over on your side and faced him. He was sweaty, his hair was sticking to his face and in all directions, he smelled like sex, his face was flushed, and he was panting really hard. You had never seen something so beautiful in your life. You pushed his hair out of his face and smiled at him. He gave you a sweet smile then leaned in and gave you a peck on the lips. “Was I okay?” Gerard asked, worried he didn’t please you enough. “You were amazing Gerard, I’ve never felt like that before.” you said, still panting.

He smiled brightly at you, happy he did a good job at pleasing you. “Cuddle with me?” he asked sweetly. You giggled and scooted over to him. He wrapped his arms around you protectively and you snuggled into his chest. He began to run his fingers through your hair, but soon tensed. You looked up at him with your brows furrowed. “Gerard?” you asked confused. He gulped nervously, “We didn’t use a condom…did we?” he asked. Your eyes widened. Shit.

A/N: I’M SORRY IF I WASNT THAT GREAT I REALLY TRIED. ~E

Tupping Season

Title: Tupping Season
Characters: Dorian/Iron Bull
Rating: E
Warnings: Knotting
Summary: It’s Qunari mating season.

Originally posted on the kink meme, here - http://dragonage-kink.livejournal.com/13696.html?thread=52624256

“Do your horns itch?”

Iron Bull leapt away from the tree like a little boy who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Dorian had been watching Bull dig into the tree with the tips of his horns for the past ten minutes before finally dragging himself away from the bench to confront the man. There was a deep groove that had nearly split the trunk in two. Iron Bull shifted nervously. “Uh, no? Why do you ask?”

Dorian cocked a brow and gestured around the garden. Every tree had been similarly marked.

“Oh. Right, about that…” Iron Bull glanced at everything. The ground, the soldiers, the amused looking witch Herah had picked up in Halamshiral. Anywhere but Dorian. “Oh, look at the sun! I’m late for practice! Gotta make sure my boys are in top shape.”

Then he ran. The Iron Bull had turned tail and fled

A spark of worry flickered in his stomach, but it was immediately swallowed up by the joyful realization that Iron Bull was embarrassed about something. All those times he had teased him, and now Dorian was finally going to get a little payback.

Dorian sauntered lazily inside as he contemplated his lover. He stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Herah on hands and knees rubbing her horns furiously against the solid wood throne.

“Um,” she said the moment she saw him, her eyes as wide as saucers.

Dorian laughed. “Oh, this just keeps getting better and better.”

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Fairytale - Yoongi

requested by anonymous: Suga + Fairytale

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +700


‘Are you almost done?’

‘Just a few more, stop nagging!’

‘You’ve already painted the entire field, can we go now?’

‘I’m almost done!’

Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance as he made himself comfortable, leaning his back against your neck and stretching his legs on the curve of your shoulder. His tiny wings fluttered a few times before he folded them on his back again. He was ready to go, but you clearly weren’t. He was getting tired of your impulsive ideas. First it was hanging out with that flying kid Pan Jimin and his own even more obnoxious fairy, Tinkerkook. Then you absolutely wanted to go swimming with the mermaids. Then you suddenly needed to paint all of the white roses you encountered red and he had to tag along all the time.

He didn’t like being in his Fairy form when he was with you, it made him feel small and unmasculine, but it was better than following you around everywhere and having to walk the whole time. He much rather took naps on your shoulder then.  

‘I wanna go home ____-.’

‘Hmm?’, you hummed distracted while focusing on getting the red paint on your brush in every little corner of the white rose, ‘Why?’

‘So i can change back to a human and punish you for dragging me along all day.’

You giggled and ruffled his hair with your pinky. ‘You’re so cute!’

Yoongi’s eyes flew open and he grabbed your pinky, not letting go of it when you tried to pull it back.

‘Yoongi, let me go. I need to finish thi-‘

A blinding light made you squeeze your eyes shut, like you were trying to look at the sun directly. Yoongi’s small figure lit up like a fireball and grew in size rapidly. Sprinkles of Fairy Dust flew everywhere, causing the field of roses to shimmer like a diamond. The beauty of it was dazzling you. And then you suddenly felt a weight on top of you as the light weakened again.

Yoongi had you pinned down to the ground, your arms above your head and his stunningly gorgeous face hovering only mere inches above yours.

‘Yoongi I-‘

‘Listen brat, you’ve had your playtime for today. It’s my turn.’, he growled before crashing his lips on yours, his hands pushing your arms upwards to stretch them even more above your head, pushing your legs open with his knee to position himself between them. You felt something hard poking against the inside of your thigh as he kept you in place. You whimpered against his soft lips when he pried your lips apart with his tongue, sliding into your mouth to start massaging yours. He moaned softly when he felt your wet muscle curling around his and you relaxed visibly, letting him take you over completely.

He stopped kissing you for a moment so you could catch your breaths again. He released one of your wrists to cradle your face gently, though his eyes were those of a hungry predator.

‘You know how frustrating it is to not get any attention? I’ve been wanting to fuck you all day but you just had to prance around everywhere doing all sorts of boring stuff. And it  certainly didn’t help sitting on your shoulder and getting the full view of your delicious, full breasts, seeing them bounce up and down when you walk, fuck…’, he groaned as he latched his lips onto the nape of your neck, where he was sleeping just a few minutes ago.

‘Yoongi…’, you whimpered when he started sucking into your skin, the electric sensations shooting through your body as he nibbled on your neck and grinded himself against your clothed clit, ‘Why didn’t you just tell me? Instead of sulking all the time-‘

‘Don’t talk back to me, you little brat.’, he growled as he bit down on your flesh, making you squeak in surprise. ‘I may be your fairy but don’t think for a second you can say and do whatever you want with me. You’re mine, not the other way around.’

His hand traveled southwards, his fingers crawling into your panties and softly stroking your sensitive little nub, wiping your mind clean of any thoughts.

‘I’ll show you who belongs to who right now.’, he whispered as he connected his lips with yours again.

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Beyond the Ether -  Archive of Our Own
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Words: 52,611, Chapters: 22/22, Language: English

Mythology fascinated Castiel. On a professional level, of course (a requirement when you teach world religions and philosophy), but very much on a personal one as well. When he accidentally summons an ancient pagan god and protector called Dean, he is thrust deeper into that world then he ever thought possible. Initially based on diminuel‘s pagangoddean art. 

Give Me All You Have

Give Me All You Have by SuperWhoAvengeTrekLock

Paring: Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Background Castiel/Dean Winchester

Length: 3060

Rating: E

Warnings/Tags: Established Relationship, Wings, Wing Kink

Summary: Sam asks Gabriel simply to get him out of the bunker to get away from the walls that he sees every minute and their brothers who never seem to stop going at each other. What he doesn’t expect is for Gabriel to take him to a motel and have him offer himself up for more than a couple rounds. This is in between said rounds and one more thrown in.

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I’m a HUGE fan of Sabriel fics where it’s shown that their feelings are evolving into something much deeper. And smut with wing!kink?? Icing on the cake! Sam and Gabriel’s interactions and banter are witty, sweet, and all around the story was wonderful! - Gisselle

You know how sometimes you read smut and you feel like it lacks feeling… Well let me assure you this fic has all the feelings!! Its cute, its loving, and it makes you feel warm inside like drinking hot chocolate. Though, the smut can hold its own ground! i feel like this fic holds the perfect balance between smut and fluff, because there is plenty of feeling and smouchyness to go around but the smut is intense at the same time!- Maria

I’m pretty sure that at this point, every time I get to read an awesome wing!kink fic that also has feelings, I gain twenty extra years on my life. This is just so wonderful, and the envelopment of their affection for each other is stellar. -Tyler 

I love wink kink fics and as Tyler said, one with feeling is even better. This fic was just a perfect snapshot of smutty, fluffy goodness! - Lauren