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Providing Protection | Steve Harrington

Dustin enlists Steve Harrington to protect his older sister from the douche bags of Hawkins High. It turned out much, much differently then he was expecting.

Rating: PG-13, a bit steamy but no smut.

Pairing: Stever Harrington x Reader, Dustin Henderson x Sister!Reader

A/N: Now excepting Stranger Things requests!

Originally posted by stydiaislove



You were Dustin’s older sister, and though the young boy would never admit it, he looked up to you more than anyone. Aside from Steve Harrington maybe.

More than anything Dustin wished he could protect you against the assholes of Hawkins high. But much to his dismay, he was only a middle schooler, a short one at that.

So he enlisted the help of his newfound friend, Steve Harrington. He specifically told Steve to watch out for you at school. And that if anything ever, and he meant ever, happened to you, Dustin would beat the shit out of Steve with his own nail covered baseball bat. And he would like every second of it.

Never had Steve taken a threat from Dustin so seriously in his life. It did help that you were drop dead gorgeous, and he’d been searching for an excuse to talk to you since he broke up with Nancy.

And he finally had it. Your little brother would kill him if he didn’t.

That was exactly how you ended up making out with Steve in the back of his car in your driveway. Minus a few steps of course.

Apparently Steve’s idea of “looking out for you” was seducing you. And it worked, because there you were, in the back seat of his car, out of breath as Steve left cherry colored marks down your neck, grinning proudly everytime you let out a soft moan.

Your head was thrown back against the seat, back arched into Steve as he sucked a new mark into your soft skin.

Your fingers were threaded through his thick hair, tugging everytime he did something that you especially liked.

You were knocked out of your lust induced trance by a loud bang on the back window of the car. Steve’s head snapped up, and you swore you could see the blood drain from his face, even in the dark of the night.

“Shit.” He hissed, pulling his red tshirt back over his head. You honestly couldn’t even remember ever discarding the piece of clothing.

“You’re so fucking dead Harrington!” You heard Dustin yell from outside the car, shaking the door handles in an attempt to get in. You had never been more glad that Steve decided to lock the doors.

The last thing you needed was your brother seeing you flustered and shirtless after a wild hour or so at the mercy of his new found mentor and friend.

Steve stepped out of the car with a bright blush on his pale cheeks, hiding your half naked form from the wide eyes of Dustin, Lucas, Will, and Mike.

You quickly pulled on a hoodie of Steve’s that was discarded on the floor of the car and stepped out beside him, smiling sheepishly at your glaring brother.

“What the hell is this? I told you to protect her, Harrington. Not screw her in my driveway!” Dustin yelled, pointing at the red faced boy.

“And you.” He sneered, pointing in your direction. “I can’t believe you’d prostitute yourself to this manwhore.”

You gasped at his words. “He-he’s not a manwhore. And I’m not ‘prostituting’ myself you idiot. He didn’t pay me to makeout with him. I did that all on my own.”

Steve smirked at your statement, placing his hand on the small of your back. Ever since he’d gotten to know you, his affections had grown even stronger.

Steve guessed he had Dustin to thank for your new found relationship if tou cohld even call it that.

“Hey, hey, hey. I like your sister dude. That’s all there is to it. No manwhoring, no prostitution, just a crush.” Steve defended himself, bringing you closer into his side.

“I wouldn’t call fogging up the windows of your car in my driveway a little crush.” Dustin muttered under his breath.

“You have a crush on me?” You question teasingly, poking Steve in his stomach lightly.

“I’d be crazy not to.” He grinned, pulling you in for a light kiss.

“I’m still standing right here! Could you please try not to mount my sister while I’m in the vacinity. Thanks.”

Beard Burn

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve likes to grow his beard out between missions, and you think its sexy.  He wants to know why you think so, then he gets turned on. (it’s just smut)

A/N: inspired by the goddamn soft!bearded!steve board.  y’all….just let me live. also i need to learn how to title things.  i called it fucking “beard burn.” @ myself come on…

Warnings: oral sex (fr), language

Words: 2148

Tags: @daybreak96 @feelmyroarrrr @jimtkirkisabitch 

Part Two

(this gif made me wet tbh)


Steve glances up over his book at the sound of you entering the room.  He smiles.  “Hey, doll.”

You stop dead.  “You have got to be kidding me,” you mutter, taking him in.  He’s lounging back on the bed in nothing but a pair of low riding sweats. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, he was still growing out his beard.  And—God help you—he was wearing glasses.

“Goddamn it, Steve.”

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i’m just saying that when i saw you like that, singing with your head thrown back, something good broke open my ribcage and the bad flew out. i’m saying watching you love music makes me feel every note like a flowerpetal. i’m saying i want to spend nights with wine bottles sitting on the floor eating takeout and talking about politics. i’m saying that i imagine futures with you that never come true. i look for excuses to touch you. i’m saying last night i dreamed i could control the weather and yet all i wanted was to be with you. i want to lie in meadows and hear you talk about mozart. i want to see movies with you where we pull apart the scores and dissect the acting. i want to write a better ending. one where i end up with you.

11:57 PM - Peter Parker

request - alright i fuckin love tom holland so please like a smut where you catch peter sneaking in after dark and he tells you about his whole spider thing while you take care of wounds and such, and he’s like super scared your gonna leave him and so you reassure him and take care of him in another way if you catch my drift, this was real long but yeah thank you 

a/n - yes finally i post a smut fic on this blog and tbh it was kind of fun and interesting to write so i hope it isn’t a flop like me but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you want and follow!

10:46 PM. Nearly 4 hours ever since Peter left me alone in his room. We were doing our Calculus homework with one another until he claimed he got an emergency phone call and ran out the door before I could say anything, taking his backpack with him.

The only thing that kept me company was my textbook and the sound of the falling rain from the outside. May was fast asleep in her room while I was far from that, my heart becoming a mix between anger and fear. I bounced my pencil against the pages of the math book, staring at my calculator as time went by.

I checked my phone again, 10:50 PM. Still no texts, no calls, nothing. I stared at my lockscreen for a few seconds before shutting off my phone and pushing it to the side, growing more frustrated by the minute.

“Dammit Peter.” I muttered, throwing my head back in a fit. I listened to the sound of the raindrops to try to calm me down, but nothing was working at this point.

I huffed and got up from the desk, beginning to pack my things up and call it a night, being more than prepared to give Peter the silent treatment for the next week. Just as I was about to zip my bag up, I heard the locks on the window become undone.

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⇁ nudes, not flowers | 01

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

pairing⇁Hoseok x reader x Jungkook

genre⇁smut || fuckboi!au

warningspublic sex, slight voyeurism/exhibitionism, dirty talk, dom!junghope, demeaning names during sex if you aren’t into that, jealousy

word count5.5k

You’re not supposed to fall for Jung Hoseok and his repertoire of awful pick-up lines—but you do. The problem is: he’s afraid of commitment, and bolts at the idea of settling down. After that, you decide to stay far away from fuckboys, but his friend decides to test your new found resolutions.

or : Jungkook wants to see how far he can push Hoseok until he snaps 

01 | 02  ⇁ sequel 

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Woodsmoke & Lavender

A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 2,696 

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Explicit Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, masturbation, fingering, oral (female receiving), graphic language, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!). Not much plot, so much porn. A slight NSFW gif somewhere in the middle. I’m not sorry. 

A/N: I KNOW this isn’t completely accurate, but it’s my first time writing a/b/o so please cut me some slack! As always, enjoy! 

“I’m going to take this from you before you break it.”

Bucky looked up at Nat as she reached for the glass in his hand. She held it up for him to see the tiny crack in the side, little drops of the amber liquid seeping out.

He hadn’t realized that he was clutching it that hard. He flexed his metal hand, gaze traveling back to the bar.

Sam was leaning against the wood surface, head thrown back, laughing at something funny you must have said. Sam’s hand went to your waist, his thumb rubbing tiny circles.

Bucky growled and would have jumped up if Natasha wouldnt have put her hand out and stopped him.

“She’s an unmated Omega, Buck.” Nat said in a hushed tone. “She’s free to talk to anyone she wants.”

Fuck that, his Alpha instincts screamed at him.

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bts scenario: they finger you

thank you for your request! i have a bts hand kink so i love this so much xx

commissions/donations

raising money for my pet’s tumor removal



jin: jin’s fingers slowly traced the inside of your thigh as they slowly traveled up the soft skin. a shiver went down your spine as you realized what was happening.”jin,” you said breathily, trying to close your legs. he merely tsked and pried your legs apart with his strong hands. “i know you want it baby,” he whispered in your ear, “you love having my fingers inside you.” your head was thrown back as he reached his destination, slowly pushing a finger inside you.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

yoongi: yoongi was rough, pushing your legs apart and growling, “mine.” the word made a shiver travel down your spine as you shook under yoongi’s intense gaze. his finger trailed over your slit as you gasped impatiently, “yoongiiii.” a chuckle rumbled through his throat and he suddenly slid two fingers inside you, roughly pumping them. “that’s right baby,” he growled again, “say my name.” broken syllables from yoongi’s name fell from your lips as he continued his ministrations.

Originally posted by jungsooneul

hoseok: hoseok couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at his lips as you writhed underneath his touch. three fingers pumped steadily into you as you couldn’t control the loud moans falling from your lips. “f-faster,” you begged as your hands gripped the soft sheets underneath you. hoseok happily obliged and pressed his thumb against your clit, making your back arch. “that’s it,” he praised, “good girl.” his fingers continued to take you over the edge.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

namjoon: namjoon’s fingers slowly edged under the hem of your dress as you were focused on the speaker up on the stage. your eyes widened as namjoon’s fingers got dangerously close to the hem of your underwear. you gasped and swatted at his hand. namjoon merely smirked before lifting the edge of your underwear and trailing his finger across your slit. “j-joonie,” you pleaded, “we’re in public.” he chuckled “exactly,” before slipping a finger inside you.

Originally posted by https-km

jimin: jimin had one hand pressing against your abdomen to hold you down while the other was pumping in and out of you. “so good for me baby,” he praised as you keened under him, “so wet.” the force of his movements increased as pleasure continued to pool in your stomach. “j-jiminie,” you pleaded as you pressed down on his fingers. “be patient, baby,” jimin’s fingers curled inside of you, reaching a place that made you see stars.

Originally posted by sugaglos

taehyung: taehyung was ruthless, pressing fingers deep inside you and placing kitten licks on your clit. “you like that, babe?” his voice was deep with lust, “like the feeling of my fingers inside you, huh?” a whine left your mouth at his words and your head trashed against the pillow beneath you. taehyung’s fingers moved faster and faster as the pleasure inside you was reaching it’s breaking point. “cum for me, princess,” he said before sucking on your clit, causing you to cum immediately.

Originally posted by yhkkx

jungkook: jungkook slowly traced his hand up your thigh and under the hem of your skirt, pushing against your slit, making you gasp. “are you alright, y/n?” jimin asked from across the table. you frantically nodded as you tried to close your legs. jungkook growled low enough for only you to hear while whispering in your ear, “you better open your legs right now princess,” a finger moved your underwear to the side and you could barely hold in a moan as a finger slipped inside you. 

Originally posted by dearvmon

my alpha.

Originally posted by semejohn

pairing: derek hale x reader

warnings: SMUT, swearing, dirty talk, NSFW GIFS. porn without a plot, basically.

prompt: going into heat while living in the loft with derek being the only available alpha. 

the cold loft was deserted as you laid in the middle of your bed, beads of sweat ran down your sore skin and your breathing was coming out harder than usual. you’d turned down the AC as soon as you’d woken up, the icy air doing very little to calm your raging hot skin. you had lived with derek and issac in the loft for 6 months after being turned by scott and having no where else to go; at first you thought of yourself as an inconvenience yet derek and issac constantly reassured you that you weren’t. al though they had said it many times, you still didn’t bother them with any of your problems and tried to keep to yourself in your room.

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Missing Link

Missing Link (m)

Word count: 6.3k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, talk of masterbation and language

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: You catch Yoongi playing with himself before a night out and some part of you wants to join him. That’s crazy though, he’s your best friend… Right?


“Yoongi~”

“Yes, Y/N?” Yoongi said as he watched tv, happy to be home after a long day with you. 


“Will you please go with me tonight? I don’t want to go by myself.”

Yoongi sighed on the couch next to you. “Y/N, i’m too old to be going to these college parties.”

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a sterek fic inspired by this stupid thing because how could I not

It’s a common saying among Stiles’ friends that he doesn’t have a lot of dignity. To be perfectly honest, Stiles agrees with them (as much as he argues against the point whenever they bring it up).

But this is probably a new low.

Well, not new-new, because this is into the fourth week of the habit and if he was a better person, he’d have stopped by now. He’s not a better person in this instance, but he’s made peace with it.

‘It’ being watching his stubbled neighbour jog past his place every morning in sweatpants and obviously non-supportive underwear. There’s a lot of movement down there. A lot.

“I mean, with that much jiggle, he’s gotta know, right?” Stiles asks his window pane, behind which he’s fake writing on his laptop.

They’re not quite neighbours, there’s about half a block between them for which Stiles’ sanity is thankful. Otherwise who knows what ludicrous amateur spying would have occurred.

As it is, he is very thankful he accidentally set his alarm for five am two (it was four) mornings in a row, because now he knows that this is a morning ritual for his neighbour.

Today hot neighbour is wearing the cut off, grey sweats. They’re a personal favourite of Stiles’ (better than the dark blue ones, which make it harder to see) because it means not only can he get a clear view of his neighbour’s dick as it swings forward against the fabric, but also his sweaty, perfectly muscled calves.

Stiles sighs out and bangs his head once against the window pane, a small punishment that is also part of the routine.

What is not part of the routine, is hot neighbour looking into Stiles’ window, and seeing Stiles’ face smooshed against the glass, after which he trips, possibly in disgust, or just simple distraction.

Stiles’ first reaction is to panic. He pushes his chair back from the desk and slams his laptop closed.

His second reaction is that he should call someone to come help.

His third reaction is to realise that, hold on, he can go and help.

Stiles rushes out his front door and into the chilly morning air.

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bts reaction: you call them daddy during sex

hey everyone! thank you anon for requesting, i hope you like it! ;)

commissions/donations

raising money for my pet’s tumor removal



jin: your hands clutched the soft blankets beneath you as jin thrusted into you at a fast speed. your head was thrown back from the pleasure you were feeling and you gasped, “daddy faster,” you moaned. jins thrusts abruptly stopped and dragged his nails across your thighs, “what was that princess?” “faster daddy, please,” you pleaded lost in your pleasure. “as you wish,” he smirked as he thrusted harder into you.

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

yoongi: “yes daddy, thank you,” you practically screamed at yoongi thrusted harder. “say it again baby girl,” yoongi growled. “daddy please,” you said and gasped as he pounded into your exceptionally hard and placed his hand around your neck. “that’s right, you’re daddy’s baby girl,” yoongi closed his hand around your neck as the sound of both of your gasps and groans filled the room.

Originally posted by scartic

hoseok: your face was pressed into the pillows below you as hobi was pounded into you from behind. the amount of pleasure you felt was indescribable as you moaned beneath him, “daddy please don’t stop.” hobi’s thrusts stuttered, “shit baby, i didn’t know you were into that,” he hissed as you tightened around him, “say it again or you won’t be able to cum.” a long moan left your mouth as he pounded harder.

Originally posted by morekpopmore

namjoon: “fuck daddy please faster, thank you daddy,” you practically sobbed under the power of namjoon’s thrusts. “that’s right princess, beg for me, come on,” he growled as he slapped your ass. tears were in your eyes from the insane amount of pleasure you felt. “daddy plea-please it feels so good,” you sobbed as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. “cum for daddy, princess, now.” and cum you did

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl

jimin: you grounded your hips against jimin’s harder as you were riding him. his moans underneath you pushed you to bounce up and down harder and harder. “are you going to cum for me daddy?” you questioned jimin writhing under you. “oh shit baby y-yes daddy’s going to cum,” he replied holding onto your hips tighter, probably leaving bruises. you moaned and pushed against him harder, “then cum daddy.”

Originally posted by 9taefox

taehyung: taehyung was thrusting into you hard and his hand covered your mouth, trying to keep you quiet. the boys were going to be back soon and you both needed to get off quick. “daddy please, harder, wreck me,” you moaned and pushed back against his thrusts. taehyung growled into your neck biting down and increasing his thrusts creating a bumping noise against the wall in front of you. “come for me baby, you wouldn’t want the boys to hear you, right?”

Originally posted by suishii78

jungkook: you and jungkook had been dating for months, and to be honest, your relationship was pretty vanilla and you had been wanting that to change. that night as you and jungkook were slowly undressing, lips connecting and disconnecting allowing shirts to be pulled off you tried something new. “daddy I want you to fuck me hard,” you whispered sensually in his ear as you unbuckled his belt. you felt jungkook stiffen under your hands and he growled, “you better prepare yourself princess.” his hand gripped your hair and pulled your head back as he began to bite your neck.

Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores

“JUNHUI SENT A VIDEO” ੭ JUNHUI

Contains :  bestfriend!junhui, SMUT !  

Group : SEVENTEEN

Member : Jun/Wen Junhui

Words : + 2,8k

Summary : Junhui was a cocky guy, that was for sure, but you never thought that he was that cocky, as you glare at your phone screen, a shaky finger pressing on the imagine of his smooth torso, his hand wrapped around his cock.

Originally posted by indigyu

A/N : For all my babies suffering from the lack of seventeen smut, there you go ! + I’m writing this now instead of after my exams because I was revising and my friend sent me the video of Jun dancing to Who and yeah I couldn’t.
+ someone told me it was similar to other smuts and yes it is, I red other writings with the same plot so this smut is inspired by them


[11:06] you : jun, leave me alone

A sigh left your lips as you placed your phone beside you, trying to focus on the papers all over your desk. Fingertips rubbing your temples, you closed your eyes, trying to remember the things you were reading a few moments before. You hated it, you hated having to learn things by heart, just to recite everything like a robot in front of a teacher, as if it would prove that you were intelligent or something.

On top of that, your best friend was texting you non stop. You were already a pretty distracted person, but with him making your phone buzz every minute, it was even worst. He was a year above you, and didn’t have to pass any exams. His school year was over, and he was celebrating it tonight, in a party thrown by someone from his class.

But apparently, the party wasn’t that amazing, since it seemed like he wasn’t leaving his phone to go grind on some girl.

 [11:07] junhui : talk to meeeee :(
[11:07] you : omg jun why are you like this, leave me alone
[11:08] junhui : its boring without you :(

A laugh escaped your lips, he was probably at least a bit tipsy. See, Jun was your best friend, but you both had this thing were you acted like you hated each other. But when alcohol was running in his system, Jun was the first to spill his feelings, and it was always so rewarding to see his face the day after when you red him his drunk texts.

[11:08] you : you know i have my last test soon
[11:08] you : are you already drunk ? its not even midnight omg
[11:09] junhui : no shit i fucking know you have a test
[11:09] junhui : i cant believe you left me like that

You rolled your eyes at his text, before typing. Yeah, you could understand him. You two were ready to leave, because you were supposed to go with him, but you decided to stay at the last minute, quickly leaving your tight dress for your large pyjama shirt.
Jun had tried to convince you to go with him, after all, the test was only in a week, but you didn’t want to waste time partying while you could use this time to work.

[11:10] you : dont be like this, you know its an important test
[11:10] you : go dance or something, we’ll have all summer to party together
[11:11] junhui : i dont want to dance :( :( :(
[11:11] you : yOU’RE SO ANNOYING JUGNDHGU
[11:11] you : im gonna study byyye

For a moment, the boy stopped texting you, and you thought that maybe he was finally dancing and having some fun. Going back to your notes, you tried to memorize everything, repeating the important points to yourself.
A tired smile stretched your lips when you finally got everything right, moving to the next text. Rolling your eyes, you groaned, seeing how long the plan you had to memorize was, and how depressing the text was, talking about how Humans were damned no matter what.

You took a deep breath, sitting comfortably before starting reading every point, then, your phone buzzed again.

[11:25] junhui : hi
[11:26] junhui : answer me
[11:27] junhui : y/n
[11:27] junhui : :(
[11:28] junhui : i wont stop until you answer
[11:29] junhui : thats the worst party ive ever seen
[11:30] junhui : and i cant even leave because mingyu is the one driving
[11:30] junhui : plus im kind of drunk
[11:30] junhui : wow i cant believe you did this to me
[11:31] you : omg wen junhui ill kill you

You sighed, he wasn’t going to leave you alone, you had to navigate between answering him and revising, rolling your eyes, maybe going to the party was a better idea.

[11:31] junhui : i like when you call me by my full name thats hot
[11:31] you : wtf you have weird kinks
[11:32] junhui : wow cant believe my best friend is shaming me for my kinks !
[11:33] you : find mingyu, maybe he will drive you home
[11:33] junhui : nah i saw him going upstairs with some random girl
[11:34] you : gross
[11:34] junhui : i cant believe u did this to me
[11:35] you : omfg junhui how many times are you going to say that ?
[11:35] junhui : until you apologize ???
[11:36] you : fuck you this exam is more important than an obviously shitty party

You breathed, all your focus now on the coversation with your best friend. He would distract you anyway, and you wouldn’t be able to get any work done, so what was the point. Giving a last look at the pile of paper, you moved from your desk to your bed, trying to find a decently cold spot.

[11:37] junhui : ohmy god your test is in a fucking week
[11:38] you : fuck its just a party why are you getting mad about it ?
[11:38] junhui : because
[11:39] you : you’re a child
[11:39] junhui : whatever
[11:40] you : omg

You growned, dropping your phone on your side, your arm resting on your eyes. He didn’t respond, and it was for the best, when Jun was drunk, he could either be super whiny for nothing, or super angry for nothing, and you would rather stop talking to him for the night than have a conversation with an angry stubborn guy.

The summer night was growing hotter, your shirt starting to stick to your body. Tugging at it to let some air hit your skin, you thought for a moment that Jun finally gave up, maybe finding someone to drive him home.

[11:55] junhui : im in the bathroom
[11:57] you : k
[11:57] junhui : i have a boner
[11:58] you : dID I ASK

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, drunk Jun could be either way super whiny, super angry or super horny, yeah you forgot about that.
See, another thing in your friendship was how comfortable both of you were when it came to sex. Junhui was already super comfortable talking about it, and so, you grew more and more confident talking about it with him. That was one of the few things you were grateful for.

[11:59] you : go get some girl to grind on i’m studying

You lied, hoping and praying god that you couldn’t have to deal with a drunk and horny Junhui.
A few moments passed, and again, you thought that he was out of the bathroom dancing on some girl, because you knew that a lot of them were willing to do it. It wasn’t news that Junhui was pretty popular, his delicate features and sweet voice were enough for a lot of girls, but he also had amazing hands, and those thighs, god, the result of years of dancing.
In addition to all of this, the way his hips moved was sinful. You remember seeing him dancing to one the songs he made with his friends, his hips moving slowly, his hand resting on his thigh, so close to his crotch.

Yeah, these were one of these days where you asked yourself, how the fuck do I even contain myself. 

After moving his hips, you remember his eyes finding yours before he started body rolling, his shoulders broad, toned stomach moving.
And it wasn’t all, the choregraphy continued again until his hands made contact with the floor, supporting himself as he fucking grinded on the floor, powerful thrusts over the floor, and you cursed under your breath.

You couldn’t admit it to yourself, but you couldn’t stop thinking about how his body moved, and you blamed it on sexual frustration, yeah that was it.

But more and more, your breath strated inching everytime he got closer, or when his hands got too adventurous, because he also wasn’t helping it.
But soon, you convinced yourself that you couldn’t think about your best friend in such ways, it was weird. You were making it weird at least.

[00:05] junhui : sent a video

Your thoughts got cut by the sound of your phone, your hand grabbing it before tracing your password, and your fucking mind went blank.

Your eyes stayed glued to your screen, blinking a few times, before checking again the name of the contact, yeah that was Jun.
Your troath was dry, and you tried to swallow the built of saliva.

The thumbnail was enough to leave you breathless, and even more sweaty.

Fuck, what was that for ?

You unconsciously licked your lips, your eyes fixed on the image.

Jun’s was sitting in what looked like a bathroom, his black jeans tugged to the middle of his muscular thighs, his black shirt riding up, revealing a parcel of his skin. His hand was wrapped around his cock, tip already red, several rings hugging his fingers. You couldn’t see his face, the image cut to his sweaty neck, but you could understand that his head was thrown back.

You cursed under your breath, a shaky finger pressing on the message, the image filling your screen before starting.
And it started right away, the boy’s hand slowly pumping up and down, his thumb stopping to collect the drop of precum. Touching his sensitive head, you heard a hiss, your mouth falling agape, waiting for more, and it stopped.

Your eyes widen, still locked on the screen, before catching the small three dots on your phone.

[00:06] junhui : fuck, im so hard
[00:06] junhui : help me

You looked up from your screen, as if someone would suddently appear at the end of your bed to help you in this situation.
Your heart was pounding, what the fuck were you supposed to do ? He sent it like it was the most normal thing to do.

And fuck, you wanted to run away from your phone and hide, but on the other hand, your eyes were still glued to the small picture, your mind replaying the faint hiss.

[00:07] junhui : y/n
[00:08] you : you can’t send things like that omg
[00:08] junhui : omfg its okay youre my best friend
[00:08] junhui : just help me
[00:08] junhui : please

“Best friends”, was that a common thing to send nudes to your best friend ? You took a deep breath, before typing again, what the fuck were you getting yourself into.

[00:09] you : what the fuck do you want me to do
[00:09] you : you have a fucking boner its not my fault youre a horny fuck
[00:10] junhui : sent a vocal

You rolled your eyes, taking your headphones before playing the audio, and your heart sank. It started with a clear, deep moan, you could hear that he was trying to stay quiet, before muffling it, the sound of his hand moving in the background was faint, and he started talking. God, his voice was raspy, low, breathless, “What do you mean it’s not your fault ? I have a fucking boner because of you, fuck- That dress looked so good on you.”

Your breath grew uneven, catching your lip between your teeth. A breathy moan fell from his lips, probably picturing you in the dress you were wearing earlier, “And fuck- d-did you really have to start taking it off in front of me ?” You couldn’t help but smile as you remembered taking the straps off in front of him, letting him see a bit of your bra, but you couldn’t imagine that it had such and effect on him.

“God, please, send something, a picture, anything, I don’t care.”, he moaned, before ending the audio. You eyes widen, a picture ? Fuck, you wanted to continue whatever was going on, feeling the familiar discomfort between your legs but you really didn’t know how to take it.

Eventually, you moved your phone, stretching your arm above your head, opening the camera. Your moved to lay on your back, bending your knee up as your other hand tugged your shirt upwards, enough to show the right of your bra and your panties.

It was the exact same bra that Jun saw as you took your dress off earlier, the lacy black bra un panties hugging your body. You quickly took the picture, cutting it after your lips, your lower lip rosy after biting it, and you sent it.

[00:14] you : sent a picture

Biting your lip, you waited for his responce.

[00:15] junhui : fuck, you look so good
[00:16] junhui : sent a video

And this time, you didn’t hesitate to open the video, your breath stopping. Fuck, if he was touching himself while looking at a picture of you, you could to that too, right ? Your hand traveled down your stomach, letting your finger press on your clit, a gasp leaving your lips.
Keeping your eyes open, you watched as the video opened on your phone, Jun’s hand moving faster this time, and holy shit, he looked so big.
His tip was red, a groan coming from his chest as he moved the phone and,

“Oh my god.”, you cursed under your breath as you took your panties off, your digit spreading your wetness. You gasped as Jun moved the phone so you were able to fully see his hand pumping his cock and his face, and god, he look amazing.

His lower lip between his teeth, looking straight at his camera through the locks of his back hair. His mouth suddently fell open with a silent moan as his head fell backwards, letting you see his Adam’s Apple bobbing and the video ended.

Fuck, you were keeping those videos, for scientific reasons.

[00:18] junhui : are you touching yourself ?

Your finger started rubbing your clit, trying your best to reply, but you didn’t even know how, so you took another picture. Quickly opening the camera, you took another one in the same position, your hand clearly visible in the shot.

[00:18] you : sent a picture
[00:19] junhui : i knew it
[00:19] junhui : fuck, i wish you were here

And then, out of nowhere, your phone rang.

You didn’t hesitate long before you accepted the call, placing your phone on your pillow beside your head.

“Y/N.”, he breathed as your finger started to work faster.

“Jun.”, you wanted your voice to be as quiet as his, but it came out in a moan.

“Fuck, why did you have to stay home.”, he gasped, breathless.

“Why did you have to go to this party.”, you replied.

“Whatever, be fucking prepared when I come home.”, a broken moan fell from his lips as you cursed under your breath, your imagination running wild. You allowed a finger to enter your heat, your digit easily sliding in. You moaned, your other hand gripping your sheet.

“God, I couldn’t stop thinking about you in that dress.”, the sound of skin clapping grew quicker as he continued, “I wish I could feel your lips around me.”, he gasped, before continuing, “You’re going to let me fuck your mouth when I come home, won’t you ?”

You moaned, his words hitting your core, but he wasn’t having it, his cocky self coming back. “Words.”

You opened your mouth, breathing heavely before answering, “Yes.”

“Yeah.”, and he laughed out of pleasure, the sound ringing in your ears, adding another finger.

“I’ll make you feel so good.”, he purred, a long moan tumbling from his lips. “You’re touching yourself, right babygirl ? Fuck yourself with your fingers, curl them, imagine my fingers instand of yours.”, he rasped, clearly reaching his climax as he was finding it hard to talk.

And you did, curling your fingers and moving faster, picturing your best friend between your legs, your hips bucking against your hand.
Your moans grew higher, more and more frequent as you moved your hips.

“Are you gonna cum ?”, he asked, breathless, groaning as he tried to wait for you.

“Jun.”, you moaned, unable to give him an answer, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to explode.

“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.”, he cooed, a broken moan filling your ears. “Come for me.”

And that’s all you needed, moaned, your back arching, a clear layer of sweat near your collarbones. Collapsing, you tried to catch your breath, closing your eyes, trying to focus on what was going on on the other side.

A series of curse words mixed with your name tumbled from his lips, before he came on a long moan, gasping every now and then.

“Fuck, fuck.”, he cursed, trying to process everything, before letting a long sigh.

Both of you stayed silent for a moment, before Jun moved the phone, before speaking in a breathless voice.

“Wait for me, I’ll be here soon.”

2

Imagine: Dirty talk with Sam.

Sam x Reader

Warning: Smut, Masturbation, Dirty Talk

Hand to the short curly haired man upstairs, this hadn’t been planned. It started with a bit of fun, a small prank. Although now, at this new point in time, you couldn’t remember what possessed you to think of this, you had changed your name in Sam’s phone. It was suppose to be a minor inconvenience. One you could laugh off later. Instead of “Y/n” your name read “Destiny”. The joke was a lot funnier at two in the morning as you were rushing to think of something while Sam was in the bathroom. You returned to you separate motel room next door before he was done.

That’s where the real fun started.

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anonymous asked:

i'm in love with how delicate harry's poses are. he just never comes across as assertive or dominant or macho. he's coy, shy, sensual, boyish - and just so /intimate/. lips parted, head thrown back, eyes half lidded or closed, surrounded by nature or in the dark, or barely clothed, his hair over his face, his body turned away from you, ruffles, lace, silk, pink, bows, water. even when his brow is furrowed it's like he's surprised or confused, like you're intruding on that intimacy.

Suck It Up (Ethan smut)

Summary: Lots of fingersucking. Inspired by this ask and this gifset.
Word Count: 1,835
Warnings: Smutty smut. Fingersucking, kinda fingering. Idk.
A/N: oh lordy, I have a one way ticket to hell. I DO NOT KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM BUT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT FINGERSUCKING SO GET IN MY ASK AND LET’S GO.


The first time you caught yourself thinking of Ethan Dolan in a more than a friendly way, was when you’d been over at their house. A movie was playing in the background and the room was dark, but not dark enough thanks to the light coming from the large flatscreen. Your feet had been tucked under your legs where you were sitting on the far end of the L-shaped couch, wrapped in a blanket as you giggled along with the twins who were sitting right by you, so wrapped up in what was happening.

Ethan had complained about the unbearable heat, letting out small sighs of frustration as he pulled at the hem of his t-shirt, doing the occasional sweep with his fingers through his damp hair. He’d grimaced at the way you’d been wrapped in the soft blanket, a sweater pulled over your head, asking you how you weren’t dying in the heat. You were fine though. But he couldn’t take it, so he murmured something about getting something cold and rose up from the couch, shoulders slouched the way they always did when he walked; heading straight to the kitchen.

You’d thought none of it, that is until he returned and plopped down on the couch with a satisfied grin. He unwrapped the ice lolly and popped the treat into his mouth, and that was that. Your thoughts entered forbidden territory and you could feel your jaw slacken as you stared at your best friend since childhood sucking obscenely on the phallic shaped ice cream.

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