Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female!Reader - Cast x female!Reader
Request: So my idea was a fic with seb and reader on the set of Infinity War. Reader likes taking naps on the casts laps, and after a while seb notices that she’s never napped on his lap and gets a bit jealous. A few cast members notice his crush on the reader and one day reader finds seb and the rest of the cast sitting together and goes straight for his lap. The whole cast looks up in awe and snap multiple pictures and seb is all flustered and blushy. You can change it up if it didn’t make sense lol ☺️ (-anon)
Warnings: none, really!! just pretty fluffy stuff
Word Count: 1.2K
A/N: it’s been such a weird week, and i really hope today will be good. but i’ve been havin’ a pretty bad mental-problems sort of day streak, so any memes sent to me are and will be greatly appreciated !!
“Y/N,” a distant, low voice sneaks through your sleepy mind. “C’mon, Y/N, I have to be in the suit in five minutes.”
The groggy veil of sleep slowly lifts off of your as you begin to wake-up. You could feel a heavy hand beginning to gently shake your shoulder.
“But I was so comfy,” your tired voice grumbles.
“I know,” Chris’s soothing voice drifts through the room. “But you’ve been sleeping on me for almost an hour, and I really have to get ready.”
“Fine,” you groan, lazily pushing yourself up into a sitting position, snuggling into the corner of the couch as you pry open your heavy eyelids. “But you should know, that was a good nap.”
You blink away the sleep from your vision and look around the room, your gaze locking on Anthony.
“For you,” Shouto says, lifting a hand to slide the rose behind Midoriya’s ear. He feels heat high on his cheeks as Midoriya stares at him, wide-eyed. The insinuations of a singular red rose do not go over either of their heads.
In which Harry’s no good with his words but he sure is good with his mouth.
some harry face sitting action maybe?
Author’s note: This is a continuation of “Mess o’ Mine.” I would suggest reading that first, if you haven’t already. I thought this was gonna be the end but then I fucked up so… there’s also a part 3. Hope you enjoy! I did!
You’ve been running through the events that have occurred, confused at the escalation and the outcome. No issues have been resolved, and there wasn’t really a conversation or discussion. You don’t know any more than you did when you heard Harry singing your poems. Has he used your writing in more songs on his album? Has he read your whole journal? God, you hope not. One poem is bad enough.
Harry hasn’t been around, hasn’t tried calling for the two weeks since he showed up on your doorstep. You’ve flipped the channel whenever he shows up on your television and scrolled at record speed when he’s popped up on your social media feeds. Maybe you should feel relieved and cleansed of his toxicity, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a little broken, like your stomach is splintering into pieces, and your mind still feels split open. Not only that, but you can smell him, feel the weight of him on top of you, taste the foreign flavor of his mouth. This isn’t what you need.
A whole other wave of confusion has rolled over you in terms of your relationship with Harry, if there still is one. The two of you have crossed a line without any prior thought or contemplation. Years upon years of friendship have been threatened, and you’re not even sure how it happened. Why did he kiss you? How did the two of you end up in bed, naked between the sheets? If you were confused about it before, trying to figure things out has only worsened your introspection.
A/N: I thoroughly enjoyed writing this, it’s hands down the quickest I have ever written anything because I was so into it. I don’t care who you are, we all have had some sort of insecurity at some point in our life. I hope this is a way for whoever may be struggling with this to learn to accept themselves and if you are in a toxic relationship, you can do so much better. You are all beautiful!! Thanks yall! As always thank you to my forever beta @avasmommy224
It was your second week working as an extra on the show Supernatural. Your boyfriend was beyond unsupportive, he always told you that you were never good enough to be an actress. You weren’t skinny enough for this role or too skinny for that role. You would get an offer for a part and as excited as you were to get his opinion, he always had something negative to say. This time it was for a love interest of Dean Winchester’s. You were a vamp that he’d met in a bar a few episodes behind but you slipped out of the bar when you found out that he was a hunter.
Request: could I request a fic where the reader had invisibility powers and gropes bucky during a movie to tease him & it ends in smut?
Warnings: NSFW, fingering, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid, use protection, kiddos). It’s basically all smut (18+).
Word Count: 1.8K
A/N: Oh boy, my first smut piece. Well, we’ll see how this goes. Lemme know what you think if you want! Feedback is always appreciated 💕 I really hope this works for what you were lookin’ for!
It’s movie night at the compound, which means everyone will be in the theater room to come together watch a film for the night. The smell of freshly made popcorn floats through the main level as you head down the stairs. You find Bucky in the kitchen as the rest of the team sits in the theater, probably debating which movie to watch.
“Hey, Buck,” you smile and press a quick peck to his scruffy cheek.
“Look who decided to join the party,” Steve’s voice drifts through the doorway as he enters the room. “We’re going to watch The Martian. Care to join us?”
“Maybe,” you smile back. “I am pretty tired from training all day, so I might just stay in bed.”
“Suit yourself,” Steve shrugs, grabbing one of the bowls of popcorn from the counter. “You still in, Buck?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in a sec,” Bucky nods. Steve leaves the room and Bucky turns to you.
“You’re really just gonna ‘stay in bed’, huh?” Bucky leans against the marble counter, crossing his arms against his broad chest.
“That’s the plan,” you step closer to him, hook a finger into the waistband of his pants. “Unless you plan on joining me.”
“I already told Steve I’d watch the movie,” Bucky chuckles.
“Fine,” you shrug, pulling back the waistband and letting it snap back to his hips. “You know where to find me.” You let yourself disappear into the air, and watch Bucky roll his eyes, a low groan escaping his lips.
“C’mon, doll,” he begs. “It’s so unfair when you use your powers like this.”
“I’ll see you later,” you breeze past him and up the stairs to your room. As you gently shut the door behind you, you reappear, feeling your powers drift away. You shed your clothing and dig around your drawers. You had decided to only wear one of his t-shirts and feel your powers gently pulse through you again as you disappear.
You head back down to the theater room, quietly sneaking through the door as to not draw any attention to yourself. Even though you were invisible, that didn’t mean the people around you can’t hear you.
The theater room was composed of a few rows of insanely comfortable couches that could lean back and also heat up, like a heated blanket. Bucky was laying, completely spread out on one of the front ones next to where Steve and Tony sat on another separate couch. You walk in front of the screen to Bucky and lean down close to his ear.
“Can I join you?” You voice barely above a whisper. Bucky jumps, nearly falling off the couch.
“Buck? You okay?” Steve asks through a mouthful of popcorn, looking over at him.
“Y-Yeah, I’m fine,” Bucky clears his throat. You climb onto him, hovering over his body, and lean your head into the crook of his neck, gently kiss and sucking on his jawline. He stifles a moan as you reach down and palm him over the blanket and his pants, his cock slowly hardening under your touch.
“C’mon, baby,” you coo quietly in his ear. “Let’s have some fun.”
“Later,” Bucky silently hisses through his teeth.
You pull away from his neck and pout. “You’re no fun.”
Carefully sliding off the couch, you head for one of the corners near the front of the room and wait for the movie to finish. While you wait, you daydream about all the things you want to do with Bucky - of all the things you want him to do to you. After the final scene, the rest of the team starts to take their exit, leaving Bucky alone in the room.
“You stayin’?” Steve turns in the doorway and calls down to Bucky.
“Yeah,” Bucky sits up on the couch, looking at Steve over his shoulder. “I think I’m gonna watch one more movie.”
“Alright, pal,” Steve hums. “Goodnight.” As Steve shuts the door behind him, you push up from the ground.
“I know you’re still there, doll,” Bucky calls, rising from his seat and letting his blanket fall to the ground in a crumpled pile. “C’mere.”
You push off from the wall and saunter over to him, revealing yourself to him as you approach. His eyes searched every inch of your nearly-naked body. Stopping a few inches from him, you can feel his warm breath fan over your cheeks, his eyes dilated with a heavy lust.
“That was a cruel trick you played, Y/N,” his voice low, almost dangerous. “You’re gonna pay for it.”
“Oh, yeah?” A devilish smirk plays at your lips. “And what are you gonna do about it?”
Bucky’s hand flew to the side of your face as he crashes his lips against yours. The kiss was intense, his tongue fighting for dominance before he pulls back slightly, lightly pulling on your lip with his teeth.
“I’m gonna make you mine,” he growls. He peppers a few, rough kisses to your jaw before moving down your neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. His arms sneak around you to your back underneath your shirt and slowly travel down to your ass. He gives your cheeks a hard squeeze before pulling his head away from your neck. “No panties?”
You suck your bottom lip into your mouth, shaking your head slowly.
“Naughty girl,” he groans lowly, then lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist as you kiss him again. Bucky lowers himself onto one of the nearest couches and you reposition yourself to straddle his lap. He deepens the kiss and you start to slowly roll your hips against him, earning a moan from him. You pull away from him to take off your shirt, tossing it somewhere behind you.
“You’re so beautiful,” Bucky breathes as he takes in the sight before him. He runs his metallic thumb over one of your nipples, causing it to harden at his cold touch. His head dips down as he uses his tongue to toy with your nipple before sucking it into his warm mouth. Your head rolls back as your hand snakes into his hair, leaning your chest into his touch. His free hand needs your neglected breast as he continues to suck and lightly nip at the skin of your other one. You roll your hips into him harder, relishing in the friction between your legs. More heat pools between your legs and you could feel your arousal growing by the second, your swollen clit begging for attention.
Bucky pulls away, the cool air of the room attacking your warm bud.
“Dammit, doll. Look at what you’ve done,” he purrs. A light pool of your arousal had soaked into his sweatpants, and he motions for you to get up. You painstakingly pull yourself away from him as he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers, his hard cock springing free from the restraints.
You lick your suddenly-dry lips as your hunger for him grows.
“C’mere, baby girl,” a cocky smirk tugs at his lips. You climb back onto the couch, straddling him once again. He slides a hand down to your heat, putting a finger between your folds as he collects your arousal and starts to rub delicate circles around your clit, drawing out a deep moan from your lungs. He slides a single finger into you as he flattens his thumb against your clit and slowly pumps his finger in and out of you. Your head falls back and your eyes shut as the coil in your stomach tightens. “God, look at you, doll,” he coos. “So needy. Do you want to ride my cock, Y/N?”
You desperately nod. Bucky takes his hand away from your slick heat, a whimper tumbling from your lips thanks to the loss of contact.
“Ride me, baby girl,” he demands in a low, sultry tone. “Show me what you got.”
You smile at him and study his lust-filled eyes as your position yourself above him. “Yes, Sergeant.”
A muscle in his jaw twitches at the use of his nickname, but before he could say anything, you reach down and grab his hard, throbbing cock. You smear your wetness over his top before slowly sinking down onto him, taking your time to adjust to his size.
“O-Oh, fuck, doll,” Bucky shakily pants. “You’re so tight.”
You put your hands on his broad, muscular shoulders for support as you slowly lift up and slide back down. Your heavy moans fill the space around you and your pace quickens. Bucky’s rough hands travel over your body, leaving trails of goosebumps in his wake. His hands rest on your hips and he squeezes, helping to guide your movements as you thrust down onto him harder.
“S-shit, Buck,” you pant. “You’re so big.”
“Harder,” he moans, lightly flicking your nipple with his tongue. Your hands move down to his chest as you brace yourself to move even faster. Bucky moans and licks his lips and he watches you bounce above him, your nails digging into him as your release approaches. Your walls tighten around him and his eyes flutter shut, his own release threatening to break. His metal hand slides between you two and glides over your clit, the added friction causing the coil in your stomach to tighten even more.
“C’mon, doll,” Bucky pants, his eyes hooded with desire. “Come for me.”
Your walls flutter around him again, and after a few more thrusts, the coil in your stomach explodes, sending you into a flying frenzy of ecstasy as you come undone. Bucky follows close behind, giving into his own climax, his hot seed coating your walls. You slump against him as waves of your orgasm wash through you. Bucky runs a hand through your hair, whisper words of praise against the top of your head. After a few moments, he lifts you up and sets you on the couch next to him as he pushes himself off the couch, heading for the small bathroom just off the room you were in. He returns with a wet cloth and helps to clean you up, then hands you his shirt from the floor.
“You’re amazing, doll,” he grins and presses a kiss to your temple.
“I love you,” you hum in response. Bucky pulls his sweatpants and hoodie back onto his body and plops back down onto the couch next to you. He reaches to the ground and grabs the blanket, laying it over both of you. You cuddle up to his side and sigh in content.
“I love you, too, doll,” Bucky coos. “Round two later?”
A chuckle rumbles in your chest. “Maybe. Depends on if I can walk or not after this.”
He pulls you tight against him and rubs your arm as you lean into his touch. Relaxation and happiness flood through you as sleep presses in your mind, and soon enough, you’re drifting off in his arms.
A/N: This is written for Lau’s Summer Escape Challenge @dancingalone21. I selected the destination Sydney, Australia. I had no idea what I was going to do for this challenge until I sat down to write it tonight. Even then, at times, I had no idea what I was doing until it slowly evolved. I haven’t written smut in over a month, so I apologize for this. I hope you guys enjoy it. I threw in a little special line from one of my current obsessions. Some of you will catch it. I hope it makes you smile.
Summary: After breaking up with your fiance, you’re forced to move in with your twin brother, Bucky, and his best friend and roommate, Steve. Living with your brother is one thing. Living with the man you’ve harbored a crush on for the majority of your life is another. What could possibly go wrong?
Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader (Y/N Barnes), James “Bucky” Barnes (mentioned)
Word Count: 1117
Warnings: none really
Author’s Notes: This is my first Marvel series and AU. I drew inspiration from the television show “Three’s Company,” the movie “What’s Your Number?” and a bunch of other things. Thank you to the amazing @mamapeterson and @climbthatmooselikeatree for helping me - beta work, bouncing ideas off of them, and overall encouraging me.
***My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***
Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, language, smut, smidge of oral sex, unprotected sex
A/N: Thanks to everyone for their patience while I dealt with stuff. This is part 4 of my story inspired by the song “Magic Man” and written for @dr-dean‘s writing challenge. I owe lots of thanks to @roxy-davenport and @kayteonline for being incredibly helpful betas. I still have several more parts planned for this, so I hope you enjoy it. I’m anxious to hear your feedback, and I appreciate constructive criticism. Reader’s thoughts are in italics.
“I’m ready, Dean.” You inhale a deep breath, letting his strong scent hit you, letting the relief you feel from it roll through your body. You blink, slowly, then focus back onto him, your expression mirroring his as his eyes are blown wide and black with lust. Your mind goes blank, aside from one unfiltered thought, which you voice, soft and clear.
“Take care of me, Alpha.”
“I will, oh god, I will.” He nods his head while he stares at you earnestly, his tone confident and sure as he holds you tightly.
(((( a.u. where ty and josh are professional fuck buddies - which turns into something more. i almost didn’t post this one because i don’t know all the details of camming, but to hell with it. enjoy ))))
josh was randomly searching craigslist for couches and out of curiosity veered into the ‘adult’ section. he came across this ad:
28, looking for male regular for my live sex cam. send pics to firstname.lastname@example.org
usually josh would see these and move on, but noticed there was a picture of the ad poster. in the low res quality, josh could tell that he was very cute. josh was bored and horny, so decided he may as well give it a try. the guy didn’t look like an ax murderer or anything and maybe he had an old couch he needed to get rid of.
it didn’t take long for the guy to email back. apparently his name was tyler, and he said josh looked to be the perfect fit. tyler said to come over to his apartment by 9 pm and expect to start working right away. he said to be warned, that he had a very demanding audience, but the job paid well and he’d receive a good portion. in the meanwhile, tyler spent his time taking a shower and freaking out over the hot guy that was about to come over.
when josh first arrived at tyler’s apartment, he noted that it was much nicer than his and in a better part of town. when tyler opened the door, the whole ‘sketchy’ vibe of meeting someone from craigslist for sex work dwindled. tyler was very open and friendly, offering josh to take a seat and asked if he’d like anything to drink. josh sat on tyler’s ‘new’ couch and asked if he could have coffee.
tyler came back with the coffee and his own glass of wine. he explained that he mainly worked solo and just decided to venture into partnering with someone. he also said he was glad josh applied, because having another person might help with tips. josh admitted the reason he applied wasn’t so much to make money, but because he was bored/lonely and down for a good fuck. tyler said he wouldn’t regret his decision. he appreciated josh’s bluntness, but was a little insecure that josh may have been hotter than him. josh was secretly insecure tyler was the hotter one. once they finished their drinks, tyler invited josh to his ‘office’ to which josh happily accepted.
the room was soundproofed with a large bed, a mirror, webcams, and a laptop on a desk across from the bed. it was a clean and plain looking room with white walls and hardly anything in it. all the bedding was dark blue, and there was a small dresser next to the bed, plus an average sized closet. tyler said it was basically the easiest, funnest job ever if you knew how to work people.
“the only rule is no free shows. we may need to do stuff off camera though” tyler explained with a little smirk. this was all so new to josh, but it seemed like tyler knew what he was doing. the suggestion in tyler’s tone already had his blood flowing.
tyler opened the laptop and turned the camera on so that they showed up within the frame. josh found it a little odd seeing himself, especially knowing that they were about to do sexual things for strangers to watch and pay. but the thought also turned him on.
“ok ready?” tyler said as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. as soon as josh got on the bed, tyler crawled into his lap. he grinned at josh’s surprised reaction.
“fuck ty-” josh muttered, until he was cut off by tyler crashing his lips to his. josh moaned into tyler’s mouth as he kissed him aggressively and wrapped his arms around the smaller man, pulling him down on top of him as they fell back. the kiss was needy, but turned soft and affectionate with time. tyler’s hands traveled down josh’s body, exploring carefully and undoing his jeans.
josh didn’t realize what he was doing until tyler broke away to pull josh’s jeans halfway down his thighs. he pressed soft, slow kisses down josh’s happy trail and nuzzled his cheek against josh’s hardening cock, massaging him through his briefs while sucking marks into his hip. josh let out a low moan, head turning to the side and fingers running through tyler’s fluffy dark hair. tyler pulled away and sat back up to stare at a disheveled looking josh, cheeks flushed and eyes glossy. josh wanted nothing more than to see tyler writhing in pleasure underneath him.
“okay, we’ll become familiar with each other, th-then we can kiss and edge each other on camera. but with our clothes on. clothes stay on ‘til tips.” tyler explained as professionally as possible. josh could tell he was horny as fuck but trying to maintain a business mindset, which made josh want to die of cuteness overload. josh sat back against the pillows as tyler zoomed the camera in a little and prepared to set up the live stream. josh was nervous, but also excited where it could lead. mostly, he was just horny and needed to be surrounded by tyler’s warmth and scent all over again.
tyler finished logging in. all he needed to do was press the record button and they would be on instantly. instead, he turned around and took his briefs off before climbing back in bed, giving josh a private show first. josh bit his lip, relishing at his first glance at tyler’s pretty cock. josh moaned again, shoving his hand in his briefs to stroke himself completely hard.
“don’t tease me, josh, show me” josh lifted his hips to slide them down, watching tyler’s face as his cock sprang back towards his stomach. the noise of approval tyler made was enough to cause warmth to spread throughout his groin. tyler laid next to him, hooking his leg over josh’s and running a hand up josh’s shirt as he kissed him again. he moved down his jawline and attached to his neck, shamelessly moaning and whimpering while sliding his cock against josh’s hip. josh moaned as tyler pinched his nipples under his shirt, then grazed his nails down his stomach, causing sparks of electricity. he stopped just short of josh’s cock. if josh wasn’t painfully hard a moment ago, he was now.
“i thought you said no teasing” josh whimpered. tyler didn’t say anything right away, just gave a small laugh as he moved his hand lower and gripped josh’s cock and pulling it up from his stomach.
“that only applies to you, not me. i’m the one in charge here” tyler teased while running his thumb over josh’s wet tip. josh reached down and gave tyler’s ass a squeeze, causing tyler’s hips to jerk and cock to nudge harder against his hip.
“you’re just begging to be fucked, aren’t you” josh growled, making tyler’s eyes widen. tyler moaned an affirmative and straddled him. josh’s hands were all over him instantly, greedily running up and down his back under his shirt, over his ass, hips, thighs, then up his stomach and chest. tyler allowed this while rolling his hips, finding josh’s cock with his own and sliding against it.
“maybe we should start the show now?” tyler muttered, breathless and feeling himself getting worked up too quick.
“okay, baby.” josh agreed, regaining his composure. tyler blushed at the pet name and stood up to put his briefs back on. josh tucked himself back into his briefs and kicked his jeans off as tyler went to his laptop to press record. right away people entered the room, new as well as regulars. the chat started filling up right away, which to josh was both nerve-wracking and exciting.
oh you have someone with you is that your boyfriend? he’s hot let him eat you out cute couple what’s his name? sit on his face
tyler ignored it for a minute to set up the tip prices. he answered some of the questions about josh really quick, then explained that the show would get really good once tips started coming in. he stood up so that his tented briefs were in the frame to show that he was hard, then got into bed with josh.
tyler pulled the cover over their laps, then told josh he would jerk him under the covers to tease them. josh nodded, and tyler licked his hand before sliding his hand into josh’s briefs. josh moaned, tilting his head back in pleasure. he gazed at the camera, biting his lip with bedroom eyes while he was obviously being jerked by tyler under the blanket. tips started rolling in, along with requests.
mmm get naked let’s see those hard cocks now plsss show kiss both so hot fuck who’s bigger? KISSSSS
josh leaned forward to read them and couldn’t help but laugh at their incessant begging. he figured if he were in their situation, he’d be doing the same, but he was the lucky one who got to have tyler all to himself.
“you’re a natural at this, josh. alright, time to take our clothes off.” tyler praised quietly so speakers wouldn’t pick up.
josh sat at the edge of the bed and pulled his shirt off, taking his time and making a show of it. he seen more comments quickly coming in, but didn’t read it. he knew his body was wank material. tyler leaned in to kiss down his neck and chest while moaning softly. josh knew he was showing off, but it was turning him on tenfold anyway. he could feel pre-cum sticking him to his briefs, which was getting quite uncomfortable. tyler stopped right before his soft lips made their way to josh’s sensitive nipple, reading more comments. josh had to stifle a whine.
your friend looks ready to take you already bet he’s rough how long you been together? yeah you want that dick slut wish that was me tbh how much for rimming?
tyler answered the questions, then stood up to take his briefs off in front of the camera while doing a little dance. josh couldn’t help but admire tyler’s perfectly round ass, imagining what he’d do to it for teasing him like that. josh pulled his briefs off as well to match tyler’s nakedness. tyler turned around to shake his ass playfully at the camera, then sat back down next to josh to caress him in different spots while staring at the camera. tyler knew too well where josh’s sensitive spots were, spending an agonizingly long time on his chest and nipples. josh stopped him to tilt his face up by his chin and kiss his lips softly at first, then deepened it. tyler sighed, bringing his hand up to josh’s cheek and letting josh dominate him. more tips and requests rolled in, and tyler broke away to check it.
“alright show my hole, then suck you. ready, stud?” tyler asked casually. josh’s cock jerked at that and he made a soft grunting sound which tyler took as a ‘yes’. he smirked at josh’s animalistic state, thinking he looked so sexy like that.
“wait, show me first” josh said, feeling more possessive than usual. tyler raised his brows at it but obliged, turning his back towards him. josh spread him open and leaned down to touch his tongue to tyler’s entrance. tyler keened high and needy, moving forward slightly, but josh held his hips firmly. he give him a few hard licks before pulling away and slapping his right ass cheek.
“that’s just a little taste of what’s to come. alright, go ahead” josh said authoritatively. tyler just gawked at him for a moment, delighted by his dominant side. he said no free shows, but figured most of that was blocked from the frame anyway and left most to the imagination. tyler turned his back to the camera, spreading himself open to show his hole. he bent over and held it for a bit, making sure they got their money’s worth. josh talked dirty to him and held his cock the whole time. he gave tyler bursts of short, quick strokes as rewards to his responses.
j - “you like exposing yourself to strangers on the internet, baby boy?” t - “mmmm yes daddy” j - “but you’re mine. to them you’re just a little slut” t - “I know. i’m all yours” j - “good boy. spank yourself for me and count to 3” t - “1…oww” j - “harder” t - “2 uunnf….ahh…3!” j - “good boy. you like that” t - “yes, thank you daddy” j - “i’m gonna fuck you so hard baby boy”
tyler moved his red, abused ass away from the camera to replace with his flushed, pretty face. he had kind of a half-tortured, half-lust expression as he read the comments.
i’d lick that all day already wet, u slut i’m so hard ride his big daddy cock i want to fuck you while you suck him damnnnn you like it hard don’t you josh’s voice is so hot i love the dirty talk
tyler grinned at the last comment and zoomed the camera in a bit. he knelt on the floor and held josh’s cock in his hand while bringing his tongue out to taste the tip, then swirled his tongue around the head for a bit and kissed it, all while maintaining eye contact with the camera. josh couldn’t take anymore so he pushed tyler’s head down. tyler allowed more of his cock in, stretching his lips around him and sucking his cheeks in. he listened to josh falling apart above him and more tips rolled in, but was too busy sucking and jerking his own cock. tyler’s throat swallowed around josh’s cock and eyes squeezed shut as he held down for as long as possible, then pulled back up for breath. he blinked a few times, trying to read the comments as he languidly pumped josh in his hand. more drool leaked back out onto josh’s cock, adding to the wet slick sounds.
you’re so good at that baby can your tight hole take it as well mmmmmmmmmm come on, ride his cock don’t neglect his balls
tyler smirked at the last comment and sucked both josh’s balls into his mouth, paying them some attention before zooming the camera back out and getting up. josh already looked wrecked, and tyler felt kind of bad knowing he wanted to cum so bad, but they were just getting started. huge load meant huge tip.
“it’ll be so worth it when you wait” tyler said empathetically.
“i’ve edged before, but it’s a lot harder with someone else” josh confessed, laughing once he realized the pun, then shivering as tyler ran his thumb over his slit again. tyler’s heart fell when he realized he was falling in love with josh in front of hundreds of strangers online. he checked the chat and noticed the person that inquired about rimming had paid for it.
“time to eat me, josh. what is more comfortable for you?” tyler asked.
“you sitting on my face” josh answered, grinning excitedly. josh prided himself on his rimming abilities and exceptionally strong tongue. he laid his head towards the edge and tyler adjusted the camera before getting into position on his knees, ass towards the camera. josh spread him open and tyler lowered until he felt josh’s tongue glide along his hole, sending a spark of pleasure right through him. josh moaned and tongued him open while rhythmically massaging his cheeks. tyler resisted the urge to touch himself because he wouldn’t last much longer if he did, especially when josh kept making these insane growling noises which were sending vibrations right through him. when josh started fondling tyler’s balls, tyler lightly tapped josh’s arm and leaned forward.
“okay it’s…i almost came” tyler said, laughing embarrassed. josh was secretly flattered and desired to make tyler cum hard but didn’t want to blow the money shot. he didn’t care about the tips as much, but wanted to remain tyler’s “business partner” for a very long time. instead, they made out in front of the camera while playfully smiling and whispering things to each other in between kisses. if you hadn’t known any better, you would think they were together for years they had such good chemistry.
are you gonna fuck that hot bottom? you guys are sooo cute together mmm hot kissing tongue action cum cum cum rub each other’s nipples both sexy bodies
tyler read some of the comments, thanking them and saying they’d fuck and cum once they met their goal. it was set high, but they considering demand it was worth waiting for that tip. they did little things to keep it sexy, like caressing each other’s bodies and flashing every once in a while. both were so hard it was almost painful, and josh was verging on blue balls. finally, someone tipped for josh to fuck tyler’s ass and cum on his back.
“there’s lube in that top drawer over there” tyler informed josh, who quickly retrieved it.
josh was practically giddy with excitement to fuck tyler for the first time and cum. it was somehow even more rewarding that someone paid to see it, like he’d earned the privilege. he smiled and thanked the tippers immensely, blowing kisses at the camera. tyler could just sense that he was in for it, so he submitted by getting on all fours and presenting his ass to josh. he leaned on his forearms and arched his back beautifully for josh, who dipped into bed behind him and roughly grabbed his hips, teasing his hole with his cock. josh spread a generous amount of lube in his hand and spread it all over his cock before sliding it through tyler’s ass cheeks, teasing him more. finally, tyler’s breath hitched as he felt the first inch or so slide inside him. josh and tyler both moaned loudly when josh fully bottomed out, then he started rocking his hips back and forth, jack-hammering into tyler. tyler cried out with every slap of josh’s hips against his ass, and his cock leaked out onto the sheets.
meanwhile the comments were going crazy. tyler and josh had completely abandoned the fact that they had over hundreds of strangers watching them fuck, and tipping. josh held onto tyler’s hips, alternating speeds, pressures, and angles until he got just the right one that made tyler shake, cry out, and clench around josh’s cock. josh was already close, but this extra reaction from tyler almost pushed him over the edge. josh sped up his thrusts for half a minute, before pulling out and jerking off fast and furious over tyler’s ass and lower back. in the frantic moment his aim was off by a hair and his cum shot up between tyler’s shoulder blades and some got into his hair. he allowed the waves of intense pleasure course through him, totally unaware of anything else at the moment. he didn’t realize until tyler shifted underneath him a bit that it was all over tyler’s back, drying on his skin and in his hair.
“tyler, i’m so sorry!” josh apologized. tyler found it funny and cute.
“it’s alright, you’re new. there’s some wipes in the second drawer” tyler assured him while laying flat on his stomach. josh retrieved those and began wiping down his mess. tyler checked the comments, laughing at some of the reactions.
“yes, i will cum too! but where should i do it?” tyler asked out loud to the camera. someone tipped and requested that josh sucked him off then kissed tyler with the load still in his mouth. tyler had never tried that, but the more he thought about it, the hotter it sounded. tyler proposed the idea to josh, and josh was pretty enthusiastic about it. in fact, he was just enthusiastic about having his tongue, mouth, or cock anywhere on tyler’s body or bodily fluids.
josh laid tyler on his back, and even though tyler was still hard and didn’t require any foreplay, josh still wanted to. he started by sensually french kissing him while teasing his nipples. tyler moaned into it, body hyper sensitive to every touch in anticipation of cumming and josh’s mouth. josh moved down to tyler’s neck, and tyler tilted his head back to give him more access. josh loved sucking hickies into his skin there, and grazing his tongue over his bobbing adam’s apple. he continued down, pausing to tongue and suck over his nipples and down his stomach, pausing at his belly button. he was taking his time, but their viewers were appreciating every bit of it. josh spent very little time on tyler’s inner thighs and hips, both getting impatient. once josh did get to his cock though, he took him all the way, making tyler buck his hips and moan involuntarily. it was the hottest thing ever, how violently tyler’s body responded to the onslaught of sensation. tyler felt like he was at a hundred percent arousal as josh was teasing him, but it spiked from fifty to a hundred in the moment josh went full throttle on his cock with his mouth. josh held tyler’s hips down, working his magic and causing tyler’s hands to fly to josh’s head, mumbling incoherent praises.
“oh god, i’m gonna cum, JOSH” tyler yelled when suddenly he was filling josh’s mouth with his cum, convulsing and grabbing the sheets. josh accidentally swallowed some from the sheer force it shot to the back of his throat, but managed to hold some in his mouth. when tyler settled down, dazed and absently caressing josh’s shoulder, josh let tyler’s cock slip from his mouth and showed the cum to their viewers. he wrapped a hand around tyler’s throat and hovered his lips over tyler’s, who instinctively opened his mouth and allowed josh’s tongue to slip in along with the salty mouthful of liquid. tyler’s eyes rolled back at the visceral, sexual feeling he got from tasting himself in josh’s mouth, who was eagerly sliding his tongue around his and sucking. only one thought was going through tyler’s mind, and it was this guy is a keeper, i can’t let him go.
“hey josh, want to maybe um, hang out spend the night? you can just sleep in my bed. if you want of course.” tyler asked josh after the show when they were putting their clothes back on. josh smiled and nodded with no hesitation whatsoever, thinking tyler was silly for even fearing rejection. if tyler didn’t ask, he would’ve been worried.
the next morning, josh woke up to tyler on his lap and the smell of pancakes and bacon. josh stretched and yawned, a laugh being forced out by how tyler was smiling down at him.
“we make such a good team” tyler said.
“yeah we do” josh responded, without hesitation, pulling tyler down for more kissing.
“You’re so daft!” Pansy screeched at him in one of Hogwarts halls, and Draco sped his movements. If he was lucky, he could be getting yelled at outside of the building, instead of inside where her voice bounces and carries. He was just able to step outside when nails began to dig into his shoulder.
“Ah, Pansy, what the hell?” Draco yelled out, yanking his shoulder away and rubbing at the soon-to-be bruises. He glared at her, weakly, before feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket. He studied Pansy’s face, taking in her furious look, and figured now was probably not the time to look at it. “What?” He asked roughly, turning and beginning his walk again, knowing that Pansy was following closely behind.
“Don’t ‘what’ me! You know exactly what!” Pansy yelled once more, and Draco sighed, eyeing the other students as they watched the two making a scene.
“Let’s do this somewhere else.” Draco whispered furiously, shooting a real glare over to her this time, and she just shook her head, standing in place and crossing her arms.
“No. We’re doing this right here.” She said defiantly, an arrogant gleam in her eyes. Draco just laughed in response, turning and waving.
“You do this right here, I’m heading over there.” His walk was met with an infurious sigh, though Pansy eventually caught up to him and followed him silently. It wasn’t until he was placing his bookbag onto the bench under their usual tree that Pansy finally spoke up.
“You said you don’t see anyone caring for you. But when someone tries to, you push him away.” He glances over at her, carefully trying to hide his shock, and studies her determined posture. He finally glances away, studying the book bag in front of him as his hand skirts over the phone in his pocket. Is it him?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Draco ground out, shaking his head. It had only been two weeks since the cafe incident, and sure Harry and he had been texting back and forth pretty often, getting to know one another. And sure, Harry had messaged that he hoped Draco would be there to support him for his home football game. But, for some reason, he felt that no one else knew of their silent conversations.
“You know who I’m talking about Draco, don’t deny it.” Pansy whispers furiously toward Draco, crossing her arms and walking over in front of the table, glaring as Draco sat on the bench. “Luna has been telling me that all Harry can talk to her about now is you. ‘Does Draco go to this class,’ and ‘What do you think Draco is doing right now?’ It’s bloody annoying having my girlfriend constantly asking me questions about you! Just talk to Harry!” She huffs again, and humour begins to fill in Draco’s eyes. Ah, that’s what this is about. Draco is getting in between her relationship with her girlfriend.
“I’m sorry your pretty little moon is more interested in me than she is with you.” Draco mumbles out playfully, though jumps when Pansy slams her hands into the table, glancing up and meeting her eyes. She softens slightly, realizing he was only playing.
“Oh, she is plenty interested in me, darling.” Pansy slurs out, grinning and taking the seat opposite of Draco.
Draco bites his lip, reaching into his pocket and withdrawing his phone, turning it on to see the preview text: [Hey I was wondering if you wan…] was displayed along the screen, only showing the first thirty characters and the contact name ‘Harry’ above it, and Draco felt his pulse quicken slightly. “That better be you getting out your phone to text him, Draco.” He glanced to Pansy, shrugging and reluctantly sliding his phone back into his pocket.
“I had gotten a text.” He spoke shortly, opening the zipper of his bag and rummaging through it.
“From him? I know he’s a brave sort, hopefully he will finally text first since Merlin knows you won’t.” Pansy sputtered out, causing Draco to pause slightly. Alright, so she doesn’t know of their texts. That’s good, right?
“I doubt he’d ever text me first.” He whispered, knowing the opposite had happened, but also feeling slightly unsure of the situation at hand. It was hard to tell if someone was flirting with you through text, and though Draco doubted the man was gay, he had invited him to the soccer game. Draco was still considering whether to go or not at the end of the week.
“Damn it, Draco, you’re a catch.” Pansy crossed her arms and huffed, and Draco felt a vibration in his pocket again. Without thinking it through he immediately reached for it, unlocking the phone to read the messages.
[Hey I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today? Just the two of us?]
[I mean, if you want others around that’s fine. I just wanted to get to know you a bit better.]
Draco smiled slowly at the insecure second text, eyeing the words carefully. He quickly sent a reply, sliding the phone into his pocket and rezipping his backpack. Pansy began to eye him carefully, and Draco decided it was time to just get it out and over with. What’s the worse that could happen, right?
“He wants to hang out. Right now. Since you’re so keen on me giving him a chance, I said yes, so, I’ll see you later then.” He mumbled out, standing and slinging his backpack over his shoulder, keeping his head down to hide the slight flush that had taken residence in his cheeks. He heard a suggestive whistle behind him and rolled his eyes, continuing his walk and withdrawing his phone to get the place they were to meet.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Malfoy?” Draco dropped his head against the table in front of him, groaning lightly. Going to this specific cafe had Draco worried, for this exact reason. The cafe was located on the college grounds, and as such had the jocks and cheerleaders crawling all over the place. He already had trouble getting bullied just walking between classes, but now he was in their territory. They were bloody adults, they should act like it.
“Just meeting up with someone here.” Draco mumbled out, not bothering to lift his head. He heard the Weasel growl behind him and Draco rolled his eyes, lifting his head and sliding from his chair. “I’ll just be going though.”
“Oh, perfect little Malfoy, with his perfect grades and perfect hair.” A sneer was called out, and Draco turned and rested his eyes upon the Weaslette, rolling them once he noticed her expression was one of disgust.
“Oh, didn’t know you fancied me so.” Draco drawled out, moving to sidestep Ron and leave when Ron moved to block his path, the big brute.
“In your dreams,” Ginny growled back, and Draco let his eyes wander back and forth between the two of them.
“Technically, it’d be your male counterpart here in my dreams, if I preferred red headed brutes.” He clarified, thoughtlessly might he add, before he was pushed and stumbled into the table behind him.
“Fuck off Malfoy.” Ron grumbled out, taking a few steps closer to Draco.
“I’m trying to, but you won’t let me.” Draco growled out, righting himself and staring at the floor. Don’t provoke them further. Maybe you can get out of here with just a black eye. And almost as if he read his mind, just like that, Ron seething angry, reared back and let loose across his face.
“Ron!” He heard the shout across the room, and once the brute in front of him was distracted, Draco made to skirt around the two but ended up bumping into a wall he hadn’t realized was so close. He was trapped.
“Mate, what the fuck?” His mysterious saviour called out, and Draco rolled his eyes, wishing he could grab his phone and act like he was nonchalant about the whole thing, but knowing that last time he did Ron had broke his phone beyond repair.
“Oh, Harry, awesome. This is that Malfoy freak I was talking about.” Ron sneered, turning a wicked grin toward Draco. Draco didn’t take much in after that, the pain on the left side of his face not gaining his attention anymore, standing stock still. Did Harry lure him here to get bullied? Were their late night texts and well wishes all just a plot?
“What?” He heard Harry say, before shoving Ron to the side hard and taking the redhead’s place. Draco lifted his eyes toward Harry’s, knowing that he must see the betrayal he felt on the inside, before Draco schooled his features and threw his shield up. Of course he did. He’s a jock, this is exactly why Draco had walked away that first time in the cafe. “Draco?”
The utterance of his first name had the two Weasleys confused, and Draco lowered his eyes, shaking his head. His eyes watered from the stinging pain on his cheek and left eye, and he didn’t want any of them to see his weakness. “Will you let me through, unlike him?” Draco mumbled, though not making a move to actually go, too afraid of a backlash from Harry that would tear him apart more emotionally than it would physically.
“What?” Harry said again, and Draco rolled his eyes. The boy sure was slow to grasp the situation. A gentle hand suddenly traced his cheek, and Draco flinched, squeezing his eyes shut. No, don’t flinch. Don’t show weakness. “Bloody hell Ron, what did you do that for?”
It was now Draco’s turn to be confused, opening his eyes and studying the fierce anger portrayed on Harry’s face. Draco glanced over, noticing Ron’s expression, and was silently glad he wasn’t the only one taken by surprise.
“What?” Ron supplied unhelpfully, and Harry growled, shoving Ron hard and causing him to hit the wall.
Your eyes were piercing, always reaching my very depths each time you looked at me.
You were everything to me; half of my heart, my partner in crime, a parasite I let invade and eat away at me from the inside out.
I never felt anything quite like I did with you. Your love was all consuming, intoxicating and selfish; always keeping me dangling off the edge held only by a thin, fraying rope.
But still, I held on for dear life, needing you to breathe. The thought of being without you was crippling even though you never mirrored my burning passion.
Your world didn’t revolve around me, as mine did around you. I worshiped you as if you were the sun in my sky yet you wouldn’t let me close enough to enter your atmosphere.
The only time you would let your walls down was when we made love. You gave me all of you in those moments. You unleashed a side in me I never knew existed. You were always hungry for my body, giving every inch of it so much love and attention; like I was the only woman in the world you could sate your desires.
You needed me, once. Maybe you even loved me, even if it paled in comparison to my feelings.
When you left me I was broken, lifeless and limp; too weak to carry on.
It took me months to begin to recover. Even now, I’m not the same.
He’s the one that helped me begin to feel normal again. But you ruined me. Because of you, I pushed him away so many times, always challenging his intentions when he never gave me a reason to.
I’m not sure when I finally gave up my fight to keep him at an arm’s distance but here I find myself underneath him, whimpering as he slowly peels the clothing from my body, piece by piece.
I think about your eyes in times like this. It’s those eyes that look back at me, haunting me each time he touches me.
His lips trail my neck, flooding my veins with a fiery need, one you used to make me feel. He’s tender, compassionate, so entranced by everything I do. He loves me, more than you were ever capable of doing.
But still… it’s you in my mind. It’s you I want here, holding me, undressing me, taking me any way you please.
Your name hangs in my breathy pant and I know he hears it.
Whether it’s out of anger or hurt, he plunges into me with a force that nearly knocks the breath right out of my lungs.
He moves in me, pounding viciously in hopes to make me scream his name. He wants me to love him as he does me.
When did I become like you? So cold, so cruel, turning away unconditional love even when I know it’s good for me.
His strong arms lift my legs, sliding deeper now and my thoughts of you start to fade, only able to focus on the pressure between my legs.
He’s coaxing me closer to the brink of madness and I can’t help but give him what he wants.
My eyes shut tightly as my orgasm rips through me with a ferocity that’s blinding.
I hear him, feel him finish right behind me and before I know it, I’m tangled up in his arms. His warm chest heaves, pressing into me as he lands delicate kisses across my face.
I can’t bring myself to open my eyes. I can’t look at him. I can’t see the look of adoration I’m sure he’s giving me. I’m not worthy of it.
So they remain shut, imagining you next to me once more.
Request: hiya !! i was wondering if you could do an imagine based off of the song “kiss me” by ed sheeran? maybe peter and the reader have been dating a while and are being all cuddly n stuff and he’s suddenly like “wow i’m so in love w u” and blurts it out or something idk?? lots of fluff and cuteness pls. thank you sm !! love your writing :))
A/N: I know I should be writing Dead Serious part 4 but I just got extreme block on that one so I figured i’d try and fill out some of my other requests. AND LMAO I HAVEN’T WRITTEN ANYTHING IN A MILLION YEARS AND HERE I AM. NOT WRITING THE THINGS I SAID I WOULD WRITE. But yikes, sorry it’s short.
Honestly, Peter Parker was one of your favourite people. He WAS your favourite person.
He was also your boyfriend and the love of your life.
You and Peter were doing what you usually did on Saturday mornings, sit on the couch watching cartoons in your pjs.
Your parents would never let you spend the night so you would wake up early in the morning, usually before 6am, and make your way to Peter’s apartment.
As soon as you got there, you would let yourself in (with the extra key Peter gave you for events just like this) and crawl into bed with Peter.
This morning was no different.
You groaned when your alarm went off, boy did you love Peter but waking pat 5:30am every Saturday morning was a lot.
You rolled out of bed, grabbed your phone, and went to the bathroom.
You stood in front of the mirror, brushing your teeth. Your hair was sticking up every which way, and there were bags under your eyes.
“God, the things I do for you, Parker,” you muttered to yourself.
You grabbed your keys and marched out the door.
You shivered when you got to the streets. There was a light layer of snow coating the ground.
Damn, why do I never think to look out the window?
You wrapped your arms around you and trudged through the streets, your shoes making a crunching sound with each step.
It took you only five minutes (of complete and utter shivering) to reach Peter’s apartment building.
You looked at your watch, 5:50am, way too early, even if you were heading to see your boyfriend.
You slowly made your way up the stairs of Peter’s apartment building, pulling out the keys and made your best attempts to quietly open the front door.
You dropped the keys on the table and slipped your shoes off.
When you got to Peter’s bedroom, you opened the door and made sure the door didn’t make any noise when you closed it behind you.
Peter’s back was to you, he was on his side facing the wall.
You came up behind him, lifting the covers, and sliding in beside him.
You placed a kiss on the back of his neck, and wrapped your arms around him.
Peter stirred and rolled deeper into his pillow.
“Peter, baby,” you whispered.
Peter groaned into his pillow.
“No, Y/N, it’s too early,” he whined
Peter rolled over and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. You moved your arm around Peter so you were tracing lines along his back. You moved your other hand up towards Peter’s head, running your fingers through his curls.
“You’re so cold,” he said, placing a kiss on your neck.
“It snowed,” you said
“And you walked here? Darling, you should have told me, I would have come to yours,”
“You know I love snow, it’s okay,”
Peter was silent, his breathing slowed.
“I need more sleep,” he said quietly.
“Let’s go back to sleep baby, please,” Peter continued.
You pressed a kiss to Peter’s forehead and soon you were both lulled into a light sleep.
A few hours later you woke up in Peter’s arms, your legs tangled together.
“Baby are you awake?” Peter asked.
“Yes, love” you said
Peter leaned over and placed a light kiss on your lips.
“God, Peter, you have the worst morning breath,”
“No, you love me,” he said, kissing you again.
“I do love you, but I don’t love the taste you’re leaving on my lips,”
“But Y/N,” he whined.
“You want to kiss me, you can go brush your teeth,”
“You’re lucky I love you,” he muttered, climbing over you, making his way to the bathroom.
When Peter returned, you had moved to where he had been lying before she could easily climb back into bed with you.
Peter smiled when he saw you.
“Is that my sweater?” He asked.
“It was cold last night and this was the only thing I had lying around close enough so I didn’t have to get out of bed,”
Peter laughed and lied down next to you, bringing you back into his arms.
You were silent for a while, Peter running his hands through our hair.
“I can’t believe you get up at 5:30 in the morning just so you can see me,”
“I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while, I really only come for the pancakes May makes for breakfast,”
Peter laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m so in love with you,” he said softly.
You smiled and leaned further into his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around him.
“5am doesn’t matter to me all that much, i’d never sleep if it meant spending time with you,”
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