his tongue is everywhere

Goblin Prisoner

It’s our first time playing DnD, Me a wood elf ranger (chaotic-neutral), a dragonborn claric (lawful-good), and a half-elf bard (neutral-good) end up tracking down a group of goblins to there camp. We end up picking them off silently until we end up with one goblin left. We end up tying him up and we start asking him questions with no luck.

Claric: If you tell us where our friend is we will let you go.

Goblin(DM): Scrall has no idea who you’re talking about!

Me(Ranger): Yes you do! *I punch him*

DM: You punch him?

Me: Yes

DM: Umm alright… *giving me a concerned look* You punch him.

Goblin: Nooo! What did Scrall do?!?

Me: I punch him again

Dragonborn: I don’t think this is the right approach.

Me: Yes it is! I punch him again.

Goblin: *Now a bloody mess* Alright I’ll tell you! Don’t hurt Scrall again!

So the goblin tells us that our friend is in a cave just north of here and asks if we will set him free.

Dragonborn: We should set him free, he did tell us where our friend is.

Bard: Yeah but what if he tells someone where we are going?

Me: True… let’s kill him. *I pull out my sword getting ready to kill him*

Dragonborn: No I won’t let you kill him! *He pulls out his sword trying to protect the goblin.

The entire time the DM is screaming “No don’t kill me” in the goblin’s voice.

Me: Fine I won’t kill him but we can’t have him talk.

Bard: Fine what do you have in mind?

Me: I know! I walk up to the goblin and cut out his tongue.

Dragonborn: You do what?

Me: I walk to the goblin and cut out his tongue. I say that with a straight face.

The bard and dragonborn both look at the DM with a “please don’t let him do this” face.

DM: ok you cut out his tongue with one of your arrows. He screams in agony while you remove his tongue spitting blood everywhere.

Me: I laugh historically while doing it.

Everyone looks at me with the most disgusted and concerned looks on there face.

Dragonborn: What the fuck is wrong with you?!?

Me: What?!? We can’t have him talking.

Long story short my friends learned that they have a psychotic wood elf with them.

Not Safe (C.H)

{pic not mine}

warnings: cussing, mention of religion

A.N: i’m not christian so i’m sorry if any of what i say is offensive,, im trying not to mention as much religion…

His hands started to give out from holding his weight up for so long, so he hovered above on his elbows for support. That deepened the kiss. Tongue was everywhere, you wouldn’t even know what the goal was with this tongue. His crotch brushed against hers, a slight tough but enough to make him moan her name ever so loudly into her neck.

“Oh, Y/N,” he sighed into her neck. He placed small kisses on her neck and on her shoulder, moving back up to her neck. He was having the time of his life. As for her, she stared up at the ceiling. In lust? In desperation? Was she grabbing onto his shirt, desperate for a deeper touch? No. She stared at the ceiling, her eyes filled with boredom, her breathing stable, her body stiff as wood. The routine was simple and the same. Her five year long boyfriend would come over for steak and mashed potatoes for dinner with her parents, sometimes it was with mac and cheese when her mom felt adventurous! Then they’d go up to her room for their 7-8 study session, only to turn into an intense make out session. Or an intense make out session for him. But it never ended with sex. The Lord would not approve of premarital sex. Please do not break the routine.

He let out a grunt and placed one last kiss to her collarbone, letting out a deep sigh. He lifted his head above hers and touched their noses, rubbing his tip against hers. “God, I want to marry you,” he sighed. His eyes were still closed in lust as he savored her smell, the taste of her. Her eyes were wide open, her lips forming a fake smile to show him she was just as enthusiastic as he was. His eyes opened to meet hers and he returned a bigger smile to her. He kissed the tip of her nose and slowly made his way off of her, letting out a loud groan as he made his way up. He sat back on the bed and watched as she made her way up as well, her hair just slightly messed up from the slight head movements on the pillow, her lips glistening from spit and chap stick. Their eyes met and his smile turned into a smirk, proud of his work of art. She placed her hands in her lap and returned a small smile. He furrowed his eyebrows and reached up to move a strand of hair away from her face.

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With You

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, Angst

Word Count: 4K+

A/N: Holy shit, guys. This is the longest one shot I’ve ever written and I’m not sure what happened, but it just took on a mind of its own. Like, who am I? Anyways, enjoy!


You were never one to hold back, especially when you wanted something. In this case, it was someone. In fact, the more the object or person of interest resisted, the more determined you were; you always enjoyed a challenge. From the moment that Bucky Barnes first stepped foot out of the elevator doors, you were drawn to him.

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If You Don’t Love Me Now // Peter Maximoff

Originally posted by lokiyoulittle

A/N: Because there is an appalling lack of Peter smut. You’re all welcome. 

Warnings: Idk why I even do warnings anymore. Smut as fuck. Language.

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sugar ❖ sehun (5)

❝I’m old, I don’t care. I want to fall in love and I never felt like this, not even with my wife. I don’t want you as my lover, I want you as my woman❞

admin : - velvet
genre : fluff, smut (finally it’s here), pretty huge age gap, kinda daddyish, ceo!sehun, angst. THIS MAY BE CHEESY AS FUCK, BUT YOU KNOW ME, I JUST LOVE SOFT EXO.


(gif not mine, cr to the owner)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Epilogue


This isn’t your mansion, so it’s way smaller, but it’s warm and cozy and I hope my cat isn’t in ‘cause I forgot to put away the cushions❞ you muttered to yourself as you put the key into the lock. You fought a little with the handle and finally opened the door.

Sehun was behind you, you could feel him, his eyes on your body, the little smile tugging at his lips and the warmth of his body, he almost felt like home. You stepped into your apartment first, looking around to see if your cat damaged anything while you were at work, but fortunately he didn’t. He was laying down with his head on his little paws, watching you enter.

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Sweet

A/N: I found this by accident the other day after months of having totally forgotten ever writing such a thing. I hope it wasn’t cause it sucks… :-D It’s smut, so if you’re under 18, turn back now, and come back after your 18th birthday. Thank you.

Warnings: SMUT, canon-typical violence and minor injury, bossy/dom!Dean, fingering, biting, bordering on rough sex, oral (female receiving), angst, FLUFF (gosh, I hope I didn’t forget anything)

Word count: ~2700


Originally posted by maxandalec

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Starving - HS Smut

In which Harry’s finally home from LA and he’s absolutely starving and Y/N squirts for the first time. Featuring some pillow talk.

Warnings: Smut!!! 

My requests are OPEN! Pls send me some requests smut or fluff :)


“Baby?” He called setting his suitcase beside the door. You came running the second you’d heard the door unlock now you were jumping into his open arms tears already welling in your eyes. You held him tight as he spun the two of you in the entry way.  

“Missed you,” you whispered into his neck pressing kisses there after you spoke. Your hands running through his hair and over his broad back. He kisses you hard, tongue tangling with yours before he pulls back and kisses you again this time sweet and soft. 

“Missed you so much angel,” he spoke into your hair. Setting you down he pushed you so he was holding you at arms length, he looked you up and down pulling his lip between his teeth dirty thought already filling his head.

“How was the flight?” You asked blushing as he gazed at you. He looked up now, green eyes meeting your own a smirk overtaking his features.

“Was fine, long. I’m absolutely starvin’ though.” He mumbles. You start listing off things you could make him before he chuckles and steps closer to you, large hands running down your back and over your ass squeezing lightly making you gasp a little. It’d been a month since he’d been home, you’d missed him in many ways, there was only so much your fingers could do. 

“Was thinking of something sweeter,” he whispers nibbling on your ear.  

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Exo//Face Sitting

Hello can you do an exo face sitting reaction please


Xiumin

*Holds the back of your thighs, pulling you down closer to his mouth, licking a stripe up your slit, groaning from the taste*

“Tastes even better in this position”

Suho

*Doesn’t make it seem that he is that interested in the idea, but once you are over him he will grip your hips, dragging you down, his tongue twirling around your bud and licking everywhere it could touch*

“Whatever you want”

Lay

*Had somewhere to be so you wanted him to be quick but he took his time to take care of you, licking up you core slowly, sucking you bud into his mouth, pushing his fingers in*

“I always have time to please you”

Baekhyun

*You were doing all the work, grinding down against his tongue, but he couldn’t control himself any longer, his face moving up closer to your core, tongue lapping up your juices*

“Sorry baby, you taste too sweet”

Chen

*Smiles as he begins his teasing*

You: “Do you want to do it or not”

“Well I am feeling hungry”

Chanyeol

*Lays down on his back, hands behind his head waiting for you to assume the position*

“Go ahead”

Kyungsoo

*A smirk came on his face since you were interested in this, the thought of him being underneath you as your heat is hovering over him as he reaches up to your core and his tongue reaching all over has him wondering why you never asked before*

“You should’ve asked sooner”

Kai

*The position allows him to see all your reactions, his eyes never leaving your face. Cherishes all your noises, grimaces and the way you taste*

“That was great”

Sehun

*So cocky, his tongue darted up to your bud sucking then licking up and down your slit, your moans making him switch up his pace. When you release he looks up at you, wiping your juices off with his fingers*

“How was it?”

boyfriend namjoon

omg gUYS i had this moment of inspiration when i was cuddling my pillow!! and obviously it’s this post. 

  • he would be so fluffy and cute sometimes that you’d literally had to ask him to stop

Originally posted by chimneytaels

  • he’d also be really caring and protective. after every call or facetime session because he’s on tour, he’d end it off with, “i love you baby, take care and rest well!” and a smile before sending you a flying kiss.
  • oh! oh! oh! and when he’s finally home from tour and united with you once again, you won’t have a single moment alone. (not that you want time alone anyway) he’ll be all over you.
  • and when ya’ll have to separate, he’d always hug you, engulfing you into his strong, warm, comfortable and big arms. he’d always kiss your head as you bury your head into his chest. 
  • then he’ll probably pick you up and finally kiss you.
  • not the normal, chaste kiss, no way.
  • he’d go all out.
  • tongue, teeth hitting teeth (since he’s such a careless guy), lip biting, passion, lust and love.
  • you name it, its there.
  • after such an intense make-out session, he would let you go and wave innocently while smiling, like all that hot shit never happened.

Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

  • and don’t get me started when he’s horny my friend.
  • he will show zERO shame and will not hide his raging erection. 
  • he would give you that look
  • that, “i’m suffering” look

Originally posted by ksjknj

  • he’ll start by sitting next to you, knees touching slightly and talk to you casually.
  • as he talks, he’ll rub circles around your thighs and slowly run his hands up and down them.
  • which will lead to him slowly dipping his hands into your shorts.
  • if he hasn’t gotten your attention by then, he’ll backhug you
  • he’ll make sure you feel his dick, his painfully hard dick press against that ass.
  • of course you couldn’t say no to sex. it was a very pleasurable thing to have with namjoon.
  • he has you wrapped around his finger. 
  • he’ll never get tired of you moaning “daddy” over and over again oh so deliciously. 
  • he’ll sit you on his lap, your clothed core pressing against his member.


Originally posted by civilkitten

  • he calls you princess 24/7
  • treats you like one too
  • namjoon’s very dominant. he gives off that vibe
  • so he’ll show no mercy.
  • “do you think its very fun to tease daddy like that by wearing such a tight short?”
  • “daddy’s going to punish his little princess for teasing.”

Originally posted by thedesire

  • he’ll kiss your neck
  • he’ll kiss your nipples, he’ll swirl his tongue around it, like he’s eating a lollipop.
  • he’ll kiss your stomach
  • he’ll kiss everywhere but where you want him to
  • “its only fair that daddy gets to tease his princess until he’s done.”
  • after ages of teasing and rubbing his clothed member on yours, he’ll rip your panties off without warning.
  • its only a matter of time before all your clothes are off, leaving you vulnerable.
  • i swear he could fuck you doggy style all day long.
  • but like we all know, he’s a careless guy.
  • at one point, his dick would slide all the way out of you 
  • he’d get so embarrassed omg
  • a giggle would come out, followed by a shy smile.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

  • sometimes, he’d want those pretty pink lips of yours to suck him off
  • “on your knees princess.”

Originally posted by forever-young-got7

  • but at the end of the day, both of you would be tired after the activities.
  • he would always still be the caring boyfriend that he is. though.
  • he’ll probably ask if you’re okay, that if what he did was too rough.
  • he’ll massage you, run a bath for you, treat you like a real princess.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

  • if you were dead tired by then, he’d always cuddle you to sleep. always. 
  • never would you want to lose him.
  • whispers of “i love you so much.” would send you off to sleep.
  • you can always be yourself around him.
  • he’ll never judge you.
  • nor would you judge him.
Jeon 02 / Jeon Jungkook (fuckboy,smut)

Originally posted by whatskookn

🐰 Warnings: Slight smut

🐰 Summary: You hated his name but part of you wanted to feel his tongue on your skin 

🐰 Previous chapters:  chapter 01  •  chapter 03  •  chapter 04  •  chapter 05     chapter 06  •  chapter 07


“i don’t know I thought I would ace this test but I guess not…” your friend said while the two of you were leaving the classroom. no matter what she was telling you, you couldn’t put your mind at peace because each time you thought of him you felt his hot tongue on your neck. the way he flicked at your soft skin and kissed the hell out of your sweet spot, just made you feel numb as you wanted more of him. 

the next class you had, just so happened to be with him. part of you was too scared to even enter the classroom as you knew he kissed many many other girls, and just like that he would forget about you and that you even exist. so you enter the class praying he wasn’t there already and luckily he wasn’t. sitting down at your table you prepared your books and waited for the class to begin. 

and then he entered

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Forelsket

pairing: peter parker x reader 

word count: 1.9k

warnings: fluff? very confused peter + small makeout session

summary: ‘ peter’s falling in love with you and all he wants to do is kiss you breathless & watch as your eyes light up when he tells you that you’re his universe. 

a/n: hello! this is my first time writing for tumblr (i used to write on wattpad) and this is my first imagine or whatever you’d like to call it. i hope you guys enjoy and i look forward to writing more!

Originally posted by dayaholics

Euphoric. The feeling of being naturally high. The feeling of stumbling into a blanket of autumn leaves. The smell of coffee after a good night’s sleep. The iridescent pink glow on rooftops at dawn. Opening the curtains to blue skies. Turning the key in the lock, when all you want is to be at home.

This was how Peter felt whenever he gazed at you. He felt euphoric.

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Teddy Bear pt.1 // Jimin x Reader.

Résumé: Jimin’s blind love for you turned into obsession, and obsession turned into violence.
Length: 1 372 words.
Inspiration: Melanie Martinez – Teddy Bear
AU: Yandere
A/N: HE’S NOT VIOLENT TOWARDS YOU!! Not in this chapter. At least-
Keys: word[h] means hint that would be repeated throughout the story that you should pay attention to in order to understand the plot, which is also included in the next parts of the story.
Warning: slight swearing??? theres just three words but still. warning. oh and the yandere stuff

Originally posted by distancetraveller


You were always a fan of romance, old and modern, and you liked the plots where a man falls for the love spell of a woman and it brings them to a blissful adventure, sad or joyful, that’d always have a happy ending of a relationship, you wished for one to come true throughout your life span, but you did not expect Park Jimin to be the one to give you the complete opposite of what you wished for.

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#98- Shaving Kink (Jared x Jensen)

Requested by anon for my kink list (master list here).

Warning: shaving someone else’s face, smut

Word Count: 1150ish

A/N: Still new to writing this ship, hope y’all enjoy it! XOXO

Jensen wakes up to sunlight peeking around the edges of the curtains and an empty bed. The pillow next to him is still dented from Jared’s head, and there’s warm, damp air floating from the hotel bathroom.

Jensen stretches for a moment, then gets up and heads to the bathroom, not even bothering to grab his boxers from the pile of laundry on the floor. When he gets to the door, he stops and quietly leans against it, just watching. He’s already half-hard just from waking up, but it only takes a few seconds of this view to get him all the way there.

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trick shot, part i.v (m.)

;pairing — jimin/reader

;warnings — language | public-ish sex | oral sex | very light dom/sub tones

;anonymous asked — “Can I request a trick shot drabble where Boram, the girl helping jimin at the bar, comes back, mid-fuck, to get something she left? I’m such a slut for your writing ♡♡♡”

;word count — 3k

;a/n — for my queen @makaroniii1, i’m always more than happy to service your newfound bartender kink ;-)

part i | part i.v | part ii | drabbles

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Wetsuit (Ethan)

***REQUESTED***

The crisp air of the night whipped through your hair as you rested your head on the door of Ethan’s BMW. Beach type music blared from the speakers as Ethan and Grayson joked in the front seat. Ethan would occasionally glance in the rear view mirror to catch a quick glimpse of you, sending you a wink when you caught his gaze.

The twins had found themselves bored of sitting in their conference room, skateboarding and video games so Grayson suggested the three of you give night surfing a go.  The idea scared you, you had just learned to surf a month ago and you were still a beginner to say the least. The waves were a bit harsher at night and your number one fear was drowning, but Ethan assured you he wouldn’t let anything happen to his number one girl.

He pulled up to a parking space, cutting the engine off and smiling widely. “We’re here ladies and gents.” Hopping out of the car, Grayson grabbed the boards from their place on top of the car where Ethan took twenty minutes to make sure they were strapped down correctly. You already had your wetsuit up to your waist so you just pulled it up your arms and had Ethan zip it up for you, but first he had to kiss the nape of your neck to send shivers down your spine.

Following the twins down to the beach, there were a few people out lurking for seashells which you found cute. Grayson was the first one down on his board and paddling out, you gulped and got down next, Ethan right next to you. “I’m right here with you baby. You’ll be fine.” 

With a nod you followed him out to meet Grayson, you guys weren’t too far out but far enough out to catch the waves. You decided to go first, paddling until you knew it was time to stand, getting up and catching your balance before riding it out. You could hear the twins cheering behind you as you jumped off and into the water, shaking some hair out of your eyes.

“Watch out!”

Grayson was coming next and you quickly hopped up onto your board and paddled off the side of him, watching and laughing as he wiped out. Ethan caught the end of your board and pulled you up next to him and you were able to make out his face in the dark. He was smiling wide which made your heart flutter like crazy. 

“Do you know how fucking beautiful you are?”

“A certain someone tells me everyday.”

“Well that certain someone is a good boyfriend then I guess.”

“The best.”

You both shared a giggle before he leaned in, catching your lips in a heated kiss. You placed one hand on his thigh to keep your balance as his tongue slid it’s way in, your lips smacking together in a way that had your thighs threatening to clench together. “I’m going to fuck you so hard when we get back home.” He mumbled between kisses, pulling back and squeezing your arm.

He paddled off to catch the next wave, leaving you breathless and longing for him again. No matter what Ethan managed to do he always left you eager and yearning for him. After riding a couple more waves and having fun with the boys, you decided that was enough for tonight as you started to feel that all too familiar pain in your arms. You made your way to the shore and Ethan was hot on your trail, letting his brother know he was a bit tired too.

Grayson decided to stay back and continue on for a while before he decided play time was over. Ethan followed you back to the car, placing your boards up against his car. “Babe can you help me out of my suit?” A smirk spread across his face as he nodded, coming over and spinning you around. He unzipped it painfully slow, dragging the top down your shoulders and taking time to kiss both of your shoulders in the process.

Your breath started to become ragged and he took notice, chuckling hotly behind you. He got both of your arms out, spinning you back around and his eyes zeroed in on the way your breasts were threatening to spill out of the bathing suit top choice you opted for tonight. His fingers skimmed over the purple bruise marks that he left just a few nights prior. He loved to mark your body, he wanted people to know you belonged to him and only him. You were his.

He shimmied the suit down to your waist, his body awfully close to yours as his breath fanned out against your neck. You let out a sigh as his lips found your pulse point, sucking softly and squeezing your hips in the same sense. “Ethan.” You whimpered out almost pathetically, your arms squeezing his through his suit. “Shh baby, just let me.” He sunk to his knees, almost yanking your suit down your legs and getting you to step out of it. 

He absentmindedly tossed your suit to the ground, standing and capturing your lips in a quick kiss. It was so naughty that you two were doing this in an open parking lot but then again it was almost one in the morning and everyone was sleeping at this hour. His lips moved down your jaw and to your neck, his hand slipping under your bottoms and you let out a moan as his fingers rubbed over you, your wetness coating his fingers.

“God damn, you’re soaking for me aren’t you?”

Ethan pulled out his hand and licked his fingers, looking around as if he was up to something. He fumbled for the door handle behind you and got the door open, kissing you quickly again. “Spread the towel out and lie down.” Without questioning him you did as he said, spreading out the towel and lying down, Ethan pulling you to where your ass was almost hanging off the seat. He got onto his knees, smirking and looking up your body.

“I’m going to eat your pussy right here, right now.”

You were at a loss for words as he untied the strings on your bikini, pulling the fabric away from your body and then reaching behind him. He somehow got his wetsuit unzipped and he pulled it off his arms down to his waist. Gasping out, he roughly grabbed your legs, hooking them with his arms and spreading your legs expertly. Yours and Ethan’s sex life was amazing, you couldn’t lie about it, but this was new and oddly enough you were fucking loving it.

He kept eye contact with you as he stuck out his tongue, flattening it against your pussy. You moaned out and bit your lip, your hands reaching for the door handle above your head, holding it and baring down on it until you were sure your knuckles had turned white. His tongue ran up and down your slick folds and he moaned when he did so, which sent vibrations through your body. “Mmm…Ethan.” Your breathing came out in short pants and your heartbeat was so loud you could hear it in your ears.

Ethan always took his time when eating you out, he could go on for hours until you beg and plead for him to stop or until you’re practically shaking from the amount of orgasms he’s given you with just his mouth alone. “God baby, you taste fucking heavenly.” He said, groaning and next his mouth latches over your entire slit, his lips closing as he begins to suck. Your back arches and you let out a few whimpers of his name, his fingers digging into the skin of your thighs.

His tongue wriggles it’s way between your lips, licking and flicking the sensitive skin hidden between. He let’s out a moan and it sends vibrations up your body, your hips jerking up involuntarily. Ethan’s grip on your thighs tightens and he pins your legs down, the slight stretch of your muscles not uncomfortable in the slightest. The sensation of his tongue against your clit, your entrance and everywhere else, it was always so damn good. Didn’t matter if he was kitten licking or eating you like his last meal, it always felt amazing with him.

His mouth wraps around your clit, sucking and pulling on the bud so hard that your spin curves sharply off the seat of his car and you couldn’t help the loud moans that slipped past your lips. Being quiet was the furthest thing from your mind right now. You could feel his stubble rubbing against you and that only edged your orgasm on more. His tongue kitten licks down to your entrance where your arousal is so much that it’s leaking down your thighs and onto the towel underneath you.

His tongue slipped into your entrance and he started to tongue fuck you, collecting your wetness and moisture all over his face. “Ethan! Fuck baby, don’t stop. I’m so close.” He licked back up and down your slit a few more times before standing and letting his body cover your own, his fingers finding your clit as he began rubbing the throbbing nub hard and fast. The wet sounds made him moan as his lips found yours, your kisses frantic and desperate as you tasted yourself on his tongue.

“You gonna come for me baby?”

“Y-Yes! Please can I?”

“Go ahead beautiful. I got you.”

You adverted your gaze down to the way his fingers were working your nub and he rested his forehead on yours, watching you watch him. Your breath got caught in your throat as your orgasm crashed over you, seeing white behind your eyes. “Ethan! Oh fuck!” Your body trembled and shook as your legs clamped around him, his finger still moving as he let you ride out your orgasm. Your moans and whimpers echoed into the night as you came down from your high, Ethan smirking cockily as he kissed your forehead.

“God you’re amazing. Now you make me want to fuck you in public more often.”

The both of you giggled and kissed for a little bit until he climbed off of you and helped you back into your bottoms. By the time you had your bottoms tied back up and Ethan got out of his own suit, Grayson came jogging back up to the car, shaking hair out of his face. “I think this was the best idea I’ve ever came up with.” He bragged, placing his board down and laughing. Ethan looked over at you and winked, going over to aid his brother in undressing.

“Indeed it was.”

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Requested by: @mandieezzzles-blog

Warnings: smut, daddy kink

Usually after a rough mission, Bucky Barnes would be ready to throw himself into a heap of plush blankets and you, almost instantly sleeping either the night or the rest of the day away. 

Since you hadn’t joined the team on their mission today, Bucky didn’t have anyone to go into combat with. Originally he depended on Steve but right when you came along, you were all he needed. 

Bucky made sure you were always with him so he had every reason to rid of his enemies easier if they even laid their eyes on you.

The Winter Soldier felt alone on this mission and was almost begging to go home, but he waited till it was completed to return. 

The soldier soon found himself bored on the aircraft flying them home, meanwhile you were prancing around the kitchen all by yourself in the Stark Tower. 

You weren’t selected to join today’s mission so you decided to make dinner for the team knowing they’d be hungry when they returned.

You grabbed one of Bucky’s t-shirts from the floor in his room after getting up from his bed, his scent still lingered in the fabric and you sighed contently as you dug through various cabinets for a cookbook. 

Now the infamous Winter Soldier and you weren’t dating, but merely best friends with benefits who both had feelings for each other but both never actually confessed. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.,” you called out and waited for the mechanic whirring in response, “turn on my Recents Playlist on Spotify.” 

The computer complied and music began to play through the massive kitchen you currently had to yourself, you grabbing all the ingredients to make the team chicken Alfredo but mostly because it was Bucky’s favorite.

Since the team wouldn’t be back for another hour or so, you decided against putting shorts on since Bucky’s shirt was almost like a dress on your petit body.
As the aircraft neared the Stark Tower, Bucky could see one of the floors containing the main kitchen illuminated, a small smirk tugging at his lips knowing that’s where his girl would be. 

Unsurprisingly, he was the first one off once they landed, rushing to get inside and leaving the rest confused as ever. 

Bucky’s feet carried him through the Tower, making his way towards a specific kitchen and sighing in content once the scent of his favorite dish wafted up his nose. 

The music from a playlist boomed through surrounding speakers as Bucky turned a corner to reveal Y/N dancing around the kitchen in only his shirt and a pair of baby blue panties.

Instead of feeling rejoiced to see you again, a dark feeling spurred deep inside of him, his arousal becoming known as he watched you absentmindedly dancing half-naked while making dinner. 

Bucky came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you, nearly scaring the life out of you at the sudden intrusion.

“Hello darlin’,” he cooed in your ear and pulled your backside flush against him, “what’re you making?” 

“None other than your favorite,” you answered with a sigh as you felt his arousal pressing against you, “why what’re you in the mood for?” 

“Not sure,” his voice lowered slowly, “I think I’m a bit hungry for something else.” 

“Oh yeah?” you challenged and his grip around you tightened as your panties began to dampen and you could feel his lips sucking soft marks into the skin of your throat, “and what would that be?” 

“Don’t test me babydoll,” the super soldier growled and shut the stove off while turning you around to face him, “I think you know what I want a taste of.” 

“I don’t think I do,” you smirked and his eyes narrowed as he pushed you against the cold, granite countertops, his flesh hand wrapping around your ponytail and his metal hand slipping into your pants, “fuck Bucky.” 

“Sorry Doll, what?” It was his turn to tease you as he ran a metal finger through your folds, collecting your wetness as the coldness of the metal sent chills through your body, “I didn’t quite hear you.” 

“Buck,” you moaned softly as the tip of one his fingers dipped inside you but left you just as quickly, “please touch me.” 

“M'gonna take care of you,” Bucky murmured and looked up, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. make sure nobody comes to this floor until I say so.”

“Who made you this wet Doll?” Bucky grinned evilly as your juices coated his fingers deliciously. 

“You.” 

“I’m sorry, who?” Bucky challenged and you groaned.

“You Bucky,” you cried, “only you.”

Both of his wrapped around your thighs and picked you up, and sat you on the counter, his metal fingers wrapping around his favorite panties and ripping them off your body. 

A moan shot through you as his metal hand held your hips down and his flesh hand wrapped around one of your thighs to keep your legs open as he blew a hot breath on your soaking heat. 

You whined and he chuckled against the skin of your thighs and it sent you into a frenzy of complaints, quickly being shut up as his lips attached to your clit.
His tongue delved everywhere it could reach and a breathy moan left your lips as he sucked harshly on your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

Your spine arched as his tongue made its way inside of you, the soldier beginning to tongue fuck you and you screamed his name. 

“Bucky please,” you begged almost pathetically, “please let me cum.” 

“Yeah,” he mumbled against your clit, “you can cum but around my cock.” 

You whimpered at loss of contact when he pulled away to unbuckle his belt, undoing his pants and pushing them down along with his boxers in one swift move. 

“Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” Bucky murmured and your core throbbed just looking at his thick member, “you ready?” 

You nodded furiously as he lined himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself in until he buried himself to the hilt, small whimpers leaving the both of you. 

“Fuck me Bucky,” was all it took from you to get him going, the sensation of his hips snapping against yours was enough to send you into a frenzy, “fuck fuck fuck.” 

The sound of skin slapping filled the kitchen as the soldier roughly slid himself in and out of you, ramming himself right into the one spot that made you see stars.

“Who’s daddy’s good little girl?” Bucky growled as his flesh hand gripped at one of your breasts under your shirt, “who takes this cock so good?” 

“M-Me,” you could barely form coherent words as he fucked you roughly, “I am Daddy.” 

You could feel the coil in your lower stomach begin to wind, threatening to snap if Bucky’s head kept hitting the one spot inside of you that drove you insane and you whimpered. 

Bucky’s metal arm picked one of you legs up and draped them over his shoulder, allowing him to reach a whole new angle and a scream ripped through you as he fucked you harder and faster. 

“Daddy I’m close.” You choked out softly. 

“You better hold it,” he hissed, “if you cum you’ll be in big trouble later.”

A part of you desired to break his rule to find out what your punishment was, but you decided against it, knowing his spankings left delicious bruises against your bum for weeks. 

The intense pleasure was seemingly painful as his thrusts sped up as he chased his high, a soft “cum Doll,” leaving his lips was all you needed to hear to see stars. 

A shaky scream ripped through your hoarse throat as you came undone around him, the super soldier fucking you into oblivion slowly became sloppy his cock twitching in you and he came undone as well at the feeling of you clenching around him. 

“Fuck Doll,” he moaned as his cum spurted deep into your heat, “you always take me so good.” 

He peppered kisses down your throat before pulling out of you slowly and wiping you down with a damp wash cloth. 

Picking up your panties from the floor after he pulled up his boxers and pants, stuffing the ripped fabric in his back pocket as he carried you from the kitchen of unfinished dinner and back to your room. 

Bucky changed into spare pj’s that he secretly leaves in your room and cuddled with you in your bed, lulling you to sleep with his arms wrapped around you and his flesh fingers playing with your hair.

Originally posted by justcuchu

Conduit

Request: “can i request a angry!makeout session with credence? idk maybe you’re fighting or something.”

Pairing: Credence Barebone x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: it get’s HOT AND HEAVY ok, be prepared. ALSO cocky Credence (in more than one way).

With a final grunt, Credence let his arms fall. Newt simply brought a clammy hand up to his face, rubbing over the lethargic feeling that was beginning to seep in.

“I’m sorry. I know I can do it.” Credence apologised. “I just need to get really angry.”

Newt paced down the stairs and into the specially devised glass box. He hated putting the boy in here. “It’s quite alright. Go get some rest. Perhaps you’re just afraid because you’re thinking about it too much.”

It was partially true. No matter how many times Newt had reassured him that the box would contain his Obscurus when it came out Credence always had that same deep-rooted fear. The fear that his black seething power would break out, and implicate him by hurting someone he cared about.

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