oh god let me squeeze him

Have You Tried Seducing?

Anon Requests: Do you think you could do something like Reader is only wearing Cas’s shirt and they’re in the living room or kitchen or some place like that and Cas thinks it’s Sexy so he decides to fuck reader and they break something, which wakes up in the Winchesters and the Winchesters walk in and Reader get’s embarrassed but Castiel don’t stop fucking until he’s done? Thank you! AND How about a cas x reader where cas has been in love with reader for ages but never acted on his feelings/urges because he’s an angel and it’s a sin for an angel to be with a human(it’s forbidden). The reader overheard cas confess his affection for her to the Winchester boys and she decides to seduce him because she’s always liked him too but felt he hated her(but he was just avoiding temptation). So he just cracks and some really good smut follows and then some cute fluff 🤗 love you btw ✊🏽

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: smut, a little bit of dirty talk, language, nsfw gif further below the cut!!

A/N: I decided to combine 2 requests for this one. hope thats alright!

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3 weeks.

It had been 3 weeks since you had overheard Castiel confess his love for you to Sam and Dean.

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a friend like mine

 Summary: A discussion about a break up leads to….interesting revelations. || Sebastian x Reader || part 1 of 2

Warnings: discussion of kinks, [in the second part] —> smut and all that entails, thigh riding, choking, some other stuff but i’ll put it in the warnings for the next one

Note: :))))

Originally posted by buckynsebimagines

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my alpha.

Originally posted by semejohn

pairing: derek hale x reader

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

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

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

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movie night || t.h

Relationship: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: A movie night leads to more than planned when you discover just what Tom gets ups to after you’ve left.

Warnings: S M U T (18+)

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: OW;EDFJKLBE;ROGISDFHN’AOREIDFJKX

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd


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Returning the Favor

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: The next morning (after the events of “Beard Burn”), Steve’s girlfriend returns the favor ;)))

A/N: this is intended as the sequel to Beard Burn! Yay! Look i finished something that i promised i would do! Thanks again all you beautiful people for getting “Beard Burn” over 1k notes.  That’s crazy,,,

Warnings: all smut, some fluff.  oral sex (mr), language

Words: 2260

tags: @feelmyroarrrr @sistasarah-sallysaidso @daybreak96 @doct0rstrange @trade-baby-blues @yourtropegirl @lipstickandwhiskey @captainumeboshi @emily-james-barnes

also: @bkwrm523 you seemed excited about this ;)

and @daughterofthebrowncoats i dk i just tag you in everything and this is blowjobs ;)

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(I should have used this gif for the first one dammit)


The next morning, you wake before Steve, eyes fluttering open against the annoying morning sun; you’d forgotten to close the blinds last night.  You groan and roll over onto your back, hitting Steve, who immediately wraps an arm around your stomach.  You glance up at him, expecting to find him awake, but he’s still fast asleep on his side, one arm bunched under his pillow, the other now lazily thrown across your stomach.  You smile and reach a hand up to run through his beard.  He looked so cute like this, his mouth open, lightly snoring, eyes squeezed shut against the sun.

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Lies and Make ups ~ Peter Parker

Summary: You find out Peter is spider man, angry and disappointed you try and ignore him, but you can’t stay away.

Word count: 1,396

Warnings: minor swearing, and a short make out


Ned and I were sitting on Peter’s bed waiting for him to get home from his “Stark internship”. Which I think is actual bs. It may be true he’s working with Stark but there’s something else to this. He’s lying about something. Ned was holding the death star he had just finished, fiddling with the lego characters as I sighed and laid back.

“Do you think Peter’s going to be back soon?” Ned asked me as moved around trying to get comfortable.

“Who knows when he’ll be back from his stark internship” I replied my voice laced with annoyance. We sat there a couple minutes longer until we heard the window opening. Ned was about to say something, but I sprung up covering his mouth. I was thinking it might be a robber or something because who would come through the window, but all of the sudden Spiderman was on the ceiling of Peter’s room. Ned’s mouth was practically on the ground. Mine was the same as his as spider man took off his mask revealing my best friend since age 3. Peter fucking  Parker. Peter closed the door and both Ned and I were both speechless until Peter turned around his mouth even wider than Ned as he dropped the death star on the ground.

“You’re spider man” Ned exclaimed

“No, I’m not” Peter Panicked

“Peter you were literally crawling on the ceiled” I squealed.

“I can’t believe this is happening right,” he said under his breath taking off his suit and standing in only his boxers. I mean I wasn’t complaining because he got ripped. I definitely was staring too long because I saw Peter blush and bow his head. The shock soon turned into anger. I grabbed my bag about to leave until out of nowhere May burst into this very awkward situation and told Peter they were going out to dinner and quickly telling him to put clothes on. Ned was freaking out and I just kind of stood there silent. Peter quickly told us we needed to leave obviously not in the mood to deal with this. Ned was still attacking Peter with questions and got up quickly leaving the room not wanting to deal with this either. I felt Peter’s eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. He knew I was angry with him. I was feeling a huge mix of anger, sadness, anxiety, and annoyance. I wasn’t really that mad I was more upset that he didn’t trust me and that he had been ditching me and lying to me constantly. I was also upset that as a 15-year-old boy he was putting himself in dangerous situations where he could easily die. I lived in the same apartment as Peter and Ned I just lived 2 stories above. I opened up the door to my apartment and practically ran to my room and plopped into my bed. I turned off my lamp immediately going to bed. To be completely honest I didn’t want to think about this anymore.

The next morning I woke up wishing last night was a dream, but I had to face reality, but I didn’t have to deal with it directly. So I rushed and put clothes on and texted Ned I was not going to walk to school them today because I had to get there early to talk to a teacher. Which was bullshit because I didn’t want to deal with Peter at all today, but that was going to be a challenge since I had 4 classes with him, sat by him in 2. Good thing I brought my headphones. Today was going to be a long day. Of course, I had the first hour with him. Plus we were doing a lab in chemistry and he was my partner.  I decided it would be best if I walked in last minute with both my headphones in thinking he’d possibly take the hint, but knowing Peter I doubt he would leave me alone. I walked into class as the bell rang and ducked my head down a bit thinking no one would notice me.

“Y/N you look pissed” Flash laughed

“Shut it asshole” I spat, Flash is a grade A douchebag and hate him more than I hate Peter right now and to be completely honest that’s saying a lot.

“Damn girl you’re feisty today,” he said with a raspy tone, I rolled my eyes, and took my seat next to Peter who was fidgeting and looked like he was about to jump out of his seat.

“Y/N listen I’m sor-”

“Peter I don’t want to hear it, your secret safe with me”

“Wait Y/N bu-”

“Peter we can talk about this later let’s just get this lab done please, I don’t want to deal with this right now”  I argued, it almost sounded like I was whining. It got Peter to back off though and that’s what I needed. I wasn’t truly mad anymore. I was just upset he didn’t trust me.

The bell finally rang after an excruciating 49 minutes of Peter staring at me with puppy dog eyes. This kid knew exactly how to get me to forgive him. I’m a sucker for those damn puppy eyes. What sucked is the rest of the day he looked at me like that, but it was different from the times he used them when we were just play fighting. He actually looked like he was in so much pain. He looked like he was suffering, and I felt horrible. It was the end of the day, and I saw him moping by his locker. I honestly suck at holding grudges and the more I think about I understand why he didn’t tell me. He turned around and made eye contact with me and the world began going in slow motion. His brown orbs made me feel as if I was melting into the ground. I could literally see tears form in his eyes and I couldn’t be even slightly angry anymore. I just began walking towards him.

“Y/N please don’t hate me, I can’t lo-” I cut him off pulling him into a hug. I had my hand around his neck and I buried my head into his neck breathing in his scent. I think I took him by surprise because it took him a second to wrap his arms around my waist and hug me tighter that I was hugging him.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you Y/N, I just wanted to keep you safe” he whispered, I pulled from the hug and held his cheek.

“Hey look, Peter, It’s okay  I’m not mad anymore, I seriously overreacted,” I said wiping a single tear from his cheek.

“No it’s not okay I feel ho-” I cut him off grabbing the collar of his shirt and planting my lips on his. I don’t know what the hell had gotten into me, but his lips felt amazing. My eyes were closed, but if they were open I knew his eyes would be wide open. It took him a couple seconds to comprehend what was happening, but after a good 10 seconds he started to kiss bad and placed his hands on my hips. I removed my hands from his collar and wrapped them around his neck and started to tug on his hair causing him to groan into my mouth, making me smile into the kiss. I felt his tongue swipe my bottom lip and I gladly let his tongue slip into my mouth. He squeezed my hips making me moan into his mouth which makes him chuckle. I pulled him even closer to me than humanly possible, but eventually, I had to pull away for air resting my forehead on his.

“Wow,” I said breathlessly.

“If I knew that was gonna happen if you found out, I would have told you way sooner,” he said still shocked at what had just happened

“Oh my god Peter” I giggle pushing his chest. He grabbed my hand and we began walking home. I honestly have no idea what I just did, but this was gonna change everything, and think for the better.

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Earned It (Jason Todd x Reader)

Request: NOPE.

A/N: I love sharing my fantasies with you guys lol. I’m not sure if the reader is really dominant in here but oh well, I tried. and if you’re allergic to chocolate, well I have bad news for you….

WORDS: 1,839

WARNINGS: HAVE A BOTTLE OF WATER OR HOLY WATER NEXT TO YOU. YOU WILL NEED IT.

Tags: @wynterrobin @wannabe-weasley @avengerdragoness @kazuha159 @romannovas @zqndaya @insideoflit @jxsontxdds @annoyingtacoart @hinata7346

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON  TODD!!!

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Jason knew you were going to surprise him with something. You’ve been dropping hints since the first of August that his present would be a huge surprise, but he didn’t know it would end up like this. Sure, he fantasizes about you taking control, but he didn’t know you really had it in you. His sweet and shy little (y/n) is kinkier than he thought.

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Joker Imagine - You Catch Him In The Shower

Originally posted by rpvisualosities

WARNING! Smut. This is pure smut. If you have a problem with it, then skip it. And I put a ‘keep reading’ link for the first time ever. This might be long so..yeah. Happy reading.

Your P.O.V.

The second time I woke up, I noticed that I was alone in bed. My eyes felt heavy and I sighed, just staring at the pillow beside me where my boyfriend the Joker usually was. The shower was running and that’s how I knew he was there. I took a few deep breaths and tried to make myself get up. Suddenly I remembered what had happened last night.

I had tried to sleep for a long time, rolling in bed for a small eternity. Yesterday had been long and I had complained that I couldn’t sleep. Then in the middle of the night I woke up because J was growling right beside me. His strong arm was holding onto my body and he was pushing his crotch against my body. J wasn’t quiet either. Raspy moans and grunts had left his mouth and I was surprised, since he wasn’t the most vocal guy in bed. Since I was both surprised and unsure, I fell asleep again.

Now it was morning and I decided to say something about it. I pushed myself out of bed, groaning because it was cold. My skin got covered in small goosebumps and the fact I was nearly naked didn’t help much. Maybe I should join J in the shower?

I stripped out of my T-shirt and red undies, leaving them on the floor. Then I walked tiredly to the master bathroom. It smelled good, like J’s shampoo. As I opened the door, I froze on the spot. J was leaning against the tile wall as water hit his shoulder. His right hand was wrapped around his cock and he was jerking off. My eyes widened and suddenly I was wide awake. 

His blue eyes were closed and he was so focused that he didn’t notice me. I smirked, growing hungry for him. Honestly, the sight of him pleasing himself was hot. Gently I shut the door and walked closer to him, feeling how I grew warmer between my legs. 

‘‘Oh J, why didn’t you wake me up? I could’ve joined you earlier’‘ I purred softly, making him flinch. J’s eyes snapped open and he finally noticed me. Water droplets ran down his muscled body and I couldn’t help but to look at him. I adored every inch of J, literally.

‘‘How could I wake you up when you finally fell asleep?’‘ He asked me with a deep voice, sending shivers down my spine. I grew excited as seconds passed. I got closer to him and pressed a kiss on his collar bone, not reaching his face because he was taller than me. J let out a soft chuckle and his hands travelled to my body. He grabbed my butt and pulled me closer to him. I got wet but I didn’t care. Then he lowered his face and kissed my jaw. 

His touch was magical. Feeling his lips on my skin made me feel so good. I licked my lips and let my hand touch his chest. Gently I dug my nails into his skin as he licked my neck, finding my sweet spot. ‘’God, you’re a tease’’ J growled to me. Then he attached his lips on me, making me moan quietly. I got a tingling sensation on my skin where he was gently nibbling on. 

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Fever (M)

Drabble game request: Taehyung + “I wish I could hate you” + Supernatural/Werewolf AU | for @lovelast95

Character / Genre: Taehyung x reader | Supernatural!au, Werewolf!au, Smut | 1,091 words

Warning: This is smut.


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Days of the week: Monday (smut)

words: 1575

Days of the week l Monday - Jin l Tuesday - Yoongi l Wednesday: Hoseok l Thursday - Namjoon l Friday - Jimin l  Saturday - Taehyung l  Sunday - Jungkook l

Warning: This part contains smut!. Gif is not mine

Reader X All the members - Jin


  It wasn’t just a Monday. It was the Monday. The day you were expecting so much finally had come. The day you would be fucked by one of the boys. I must have freaked out, you thought. You still could not believe in that. You were going to meet Jin. You were just a few minutes to be fucking him. Oh ma fucking god.  

 You got dressed with your best pair of shirt and shorts. You didn’t want to put something hard to take off. Sooner your clothes were off sooner the fun would really start. You made your hair and wore some make up. You were kinda beautiful. I’m ready.

 You said goodbye to your roommate, not saying much about where you were going and got into your car. Checking the information once more, you left. When you arrived in the hotel, you didn’t know exactly what to do. You were about to talk to the receptionist when you saw that man. The bodyguard. You walked toward him trying to act confident.

“Good afternoon, milady. Follow me” He said politely. For one second you got shy. Did he know why and what for you were there? Did the boys always do that on their tours? Oh…

 You both got into the elevator. Of course they were in the penthouse. Where else would they be? The doors snapped open and you stopped in front of the room’s door.

 “I gotta check you again, milady” the man said.

“Oh, sure” you answered and let him do his job. When he finished and let you go inside, your legs didn’t want to move. You got nervous. Of course, you wouldn’t give up, but come on; you were going to fuck Jin.

“Any problem?” the bodyguard asked.

“N-no. Huh… Thank you. Bye” you said quickly and got inside the room.

And what a room.

That wasn’t a room. It was bigger than your dorm. There were four more doors inside there, probably bathrooms or beds. The second thing you noticed was that not all the boys were there.

“Hello, Y/N” Namjoon greeted you, “don’t worry. We are not staying or something, actually we were about to leave. Have fun” he said and hugged you before walking to the door, “the others are not here, they left sooner”.

“You are beautiful. I wish I was the one fucking you today” Hoseok said and you blushed, looking away. That was so weird to hear from him, because he was so… cute.

 “Thank you Hobi, huh. You’ll have your turn” you said.

“I know” he said and followed Namjoon.

Jin was standing a few centimeters away from you, he hadn’t said a word yet, maybe he was nervous too. I doubt. He was looking straight at you, making you be more nervous than you already were.

“You need something?” Namjoon asked.

 You signaled a “no” shyly and give him a smile, which he gave you back.

 There you were. Alone. With Jin. In a dorm. Jesus. He didn’t say anything at first, just stayed there looking you up and down as if you were a prey.

“You are really beautiful, Y/N” He said. Ah, mamma Jin. Always so polite.

“Thank you. You are really beautiful too, as always” you said, face reddening. He walked towards you as your legs started getting weak. He stopped in front of you, his body just a few centimeters away from yours.

“Can I?” he said, approaching his hand to your face. You nodded, closing your eyes when his fingertips brushed your cheek. His simple touch was so soft, “your lips are really inviting” He said before leaning in and placed his lips on yours, pecking it. That moment you felt your body melting, your heart rushing its pace and your brain screaming at you. You had just pecked Kim Seokjin’s lips. Oh my fucking God.

“Don’t be nervous. I’ll be gentle. And you can give up If you want” he said looking into your eyes, probably noticing your body’s reaction. Give up? No.

 In a sudden fullness of courage, you leaned in and placed your lips on his. This time neither you pulled away, instead of that, your lips started moving against each other’s, matching instantly.  His hands flew to your waist, pulling you closer softly.

His care with you was so cute. But you were already expecting that. You wouldn’t bet he was the most pervert. That title was reserved to Namjoon. You let yourself enjoy the moment, letting your hands touch his hair, his neck, his back; feeling him. Feeling Jin.

“You wanna go to my bed?” he asked. You nodded shyly and he pulled you up, entangling your legs around his hips and carrying you probably towards his bed. He let you fall onto the mattress, fixing himself over you. He kissed you again, letting his hand explore your body. His tongue was dancing with yours in a sexy pace. His hand flew down, squeezing your breasts over you shirt, his touch starting to make you wet.

 His lips were now on your neck, sucking at it, but so softly you were sure it wouldn’t leave marks. He started to take off your shirt, and when he did, he tried to take off your bra.

When he did, he attacked your breasts, licking your nipple and massaging the other. You let out an unintentional moan, and you could feel his smile against your skin. He started to suck the other nipple and his hand traveled down, caressing your pussy over your short. He kissed your belly, and when his mouth found your short, he pulled away from you.

 He took off his shirt, showing you his perfect cute belly – giving you a heart attack too – and your short.  Once you were only on your underwear, he scanned your body. You got shy again and tried to cover yourself but he stopped you.

“Don’t, Jagi. You are wonderful. I can’t wait to fuck you already”. Cute Jin just said that?  You smiled and he let your hands go. He took off your panties and opened your legs.

“Hum… wet already. I like it” he said. Suddenly, he slipped one finger inside you, making you jump and moan by the intrusion, “don’t even need lube. Good girl” he said. He pumped his finger in and out slowly, teasingly slow. Finally, he put his mouth on your clit. Pleasure hit you; you threw your head back and let out a deep sigh. His tongue was soft against your throbbing clit. His fingers started to thrust harder and deeper and faster, wet sounds filling up the room. You felt your walls clenching, and before you could cum, he stopped moving.

“No, please” you whimpered. He smirked.

“Don’t worry, Jagi. I just want to finish it using my cock” he said.

He took off his clothes completely, and you almost gagged with the sight of his cock standing proud and red. Shit, you just wanted to suck him.

“Open your legs for me, kitten” he said.

You did as he said and he positioned himself. He placed his tip on your entrance, but didn’t thrust. He kept teasing you.

“For God sakes, Jin! Do something” You begged. You needed to feel him.

Finally, he pushed in. He let you adjust and when you nodded, he started moving in and out. His thrusts were soft, but deep. He was stretching you good. He kissed you, sucking on your bottom lip as his hands were playing with your clit, adding pleasure.

It didn’t take long for you both become a moan mess.

 “Do you like it, huh?” he asked. You just moaned in answer, pulling him closer by his back.

 He stopped moving and turned you. Your back was now in front of him. You lifted up your butt a little and he positioned himself over you again, letting his cock enter inside you. The new position made him hit a new sweet, hot spot. You moaned against the pillow, squeezing the bed sheet.

 His thrusts became rough, his thigh slapping against yours, making the sound mix with your moans.

“Oh, my God” you said. He leaned in and kissed the gap between your shoulder and neck, your body shivering and melting under his touch.

He was pushing in really rudely, the feeling of his dick stretching you driving you insane.

“Cum for me, baby girl” he said. It didn’t take long for your walls to clench around his thick cock, and when it did, he did cum inside you, the sensation making you cum soon after.  Thanks God I remembered to take the pill.

 He pulled off and did lay beside you. He pulled you against him, your head resting on his chest. His heart was beating fast.

Your head was blowing. You had just had sex with Jin. Oh my Gosh.  And you would fuck one of them for the rest of the week. That was one of the greatest things that could happen.

“You ok?” he asked, his accent was so cute.

“I’m fine. How about you?” you asked shyly.

 He hugged you tighter, caressing your head. “I am fine Jagi” he said, “Did you like it?”

Of course I did.

“Yes, Jin. It was wonderful. You were so cute and soft, I really liked it”.

He placed a kiss on your head and sighed

“Are you ready for the rest of the week?”  he asked.

The Sexy, Bearded ‘We’

Pairing: Jared x Reader x Jensen

Summary: Jared says something at a con that really gets you going.

Word Count: 1,795

Warnings: threesome, oral sex (male and female receiving), smut

A/N: AU where Jensen is single, remember this is fiction! If you’re a die-hard Jensen girl and don’t want to read Jared smut, stop now. If you’re a die-hard Jared girl and don’t want to read Jensen smut, also stop now. If you’re a j2 girl, you’re in for a treat. Also I’m going to church to confess my sins after writing this.

You sat backstage, listening to your boyfriend and his costar answer a question about the beards he and Jensen had grown over their break from filming.

“We like to call ourselves - Jensen and I - the sexy, bearded ‘we’.” He grinned.

You’d always had a thing for Jared’s beard. The way it scratched at your face when he kissed you, the way it felt between your legs, just scruffy enough to leave red patches between your thighs. And there was no denying how unbelievably sexy Jensen was as well. When they both grew their beards out, good Lord.

After the panel, you met Jared in the green room, Jensen following closely behind him. 

“Oh, the sexy, bearded ‘we’ is gracing my presence.” You swooned jokingly.

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The Meeting of the Waters

pairing: lin-manuel miranda x reader

summary: lin buys a late 18th century piano during the writing process for hamilton, and when he gets it home, he’s surprised to find there’s a ghost attached to it. reader has been attached to her piano for hundreds of years, and is thrilled to talk about her good friend eliza hamilton with the genius who purchased her piano.

warnings: swearing, and i think that’s it idk do ghosts need to be tagged is that a thing

word count: 5,308

a/n: this is for the @hamwriters write-a-thon day one!!! AH okay i haven’t seen anyone write a ghost AU fic yet, so i don’t know how well received this will be BUT i really like it and i hope you guys do too (if u don’t pls be nice to me i’m fragile)


The lights of the George Washington Bridge glow in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark waters of the Hudson. Lin grunts as he pushes the piano up against the window of his studio apartment, leaning an arm on the top of the piano to peer out at the view.

“To be honest, the piano looked better against the wall,” you pipe up from your perch on the arm of the worn out leather sofa.

Lin spins around quickly, a startled look etched on his face. “Who’s in here?”

“Hi there,” you wave your hand, a small smirk on your face, before you stand. You smooth out your skirts and take a few steps toward him.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?” He takes a few quick steps backwards as you approach, his back colliding with the wall.

“Relax,” you hold up your hands in a show of benevolence. “I come with the piano.”

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Now There’s Your Pickup Line

Sterek, 2K, T

AU, First Kiss, New Year’s Eve

Prompted from the screenshot of that cop on Tinder with the bio: “Ever shouted Fuck the Police? Well, here’s your chance.”


Derek shut the door behind him with a sigh and sat down on the floor, stretching his legs out in front of him. He hated parties, and he was pissed that Laura had dragged him to the New Year’s Eve one she was hosting at her apartment. She did a really good guilt trip, though, so Derek was there. And now, he was curious how long it would take her to realize that he was hiding in her closet. He was hoping for at least a 20-minute break away from the endless small talk.

He pulled out his phone and swiped idly through the app screens, hovering his thumb over the little flame icon. Laura had created a Tinder account for him a few weeks ago—very much against his wishes—but he’d only been on it a couple times, and he’d never swiped right for anyone. He’d never really done the online dating thing; it just hadn’t really appealed to him. It seemed to encourage quick decisions based just on someone’s looks, and well…Derek had enough of that already.

He was bored, though, so he opened the app and immediately swiped left, wincing at the cheesy shirtless mirror shot of the first guy that popped up. Derek swiped left again, for a girl whose bio just said NO DRAMA, and then couldn’t hold in the little snort at the bio of the next guy. “Ever shouted Fuck the Police? Well, here’s your chance.

Derek’s gaze drifted up to the photo, and he swallowed hard. This guy, Stiles, what kind of name was that, was seriously attractive. He was really working the cop uniform in the first photo, all broad smile and bright eyes. Probably taken at the pride parade, if the crowd behind him and the rainbow flag were any indication.

Derek swiped through the rest of the pictures—one of him with a dog, one of him shirtless on a beach, one of him playing what looked like a pickup baseball game—and audibly exhaled. He was definitely Derek’s type, tall and lean with broad shoulders. Before he could talk himself out of it, he swiped right. The app notified him of a match, and Derek couldn’t stop the little inward preen at the thought of this guy swiping right on him, too.

He ran with this foreign streak of courage and tapped the message button.

That is the worst pick-up line I’ve ever heard.

Derek had no idea what the typical messaging etiquette was on Tinder, but Stiles replied just a minute later.

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Kinktober2017 Day 17: Costume Kink with Klance

Haha! I’m finally catching up with the actual date now! 


Keith had been embarrassed many times in his life. One time, he had fallen asleep in his class at the garrison and apparently made some very…humiliating…noises. Just recently, he had been rambling on to Shiro about everything Lance did that drove him crazy, and had accidentally blurted out that he had the biggest crush on him. God, that had been mortifying as fuck. But right now? Right now, Keith was the most embarrassed he had ever been in his life.

“Come on, just do it. Just mewl for me - it’ll be so cute,” Lance encouraged, leaning forward on the bed and cupping Keith’s chin with a smirk.

Keith wanted to recoil and hide in embarrassment, his face redder than his lion. “L-Lance…I’m already wearing these things…why do I need to do more?” He gestured at his cat ear headband and the cat tail he had strapped around his waist, shuffling anxiously on his knees and hugging his naked body self-consciously.

Lance’s hand moved up to cup his cheek and scratch the side of his head a little, and he instinctively leaned into it with a very powerful urge to do what Lance was telling him to do. “Come on, kitten. Do it - oh wow, that’s so cute…” He trailed off as Keith purred into the head scratches, eyes shut in bliss as his heart thumped against his chest. He hoped this was good enough to satisfy his kinky ass lover, purring louder when Lance’s scratches got harder. It felt so good.

“Babe, kitten, you’re so cute. Come on, just one mewl,” Lance urged, scooting forward a bit to observe Keith’s heavily blushing face more.

Keith’s lip trembled from how embarrassed he was, slowly shaking his head in defiance. That was too much. Going that far…no way could Keith do it. He would die from embarrassment.

“Come on, kitten. If you do it, I’ll get straight to fucking you.” Keith’s face just reddened even more at that as Lance winked at him, striking multiple arrows through his heart. This boy was going to be the death of Keith. Still, as much as his body was longing for Lance, he was too embarrassed right now to be swayed that easily by lust alone.

Lance frowned upon seeing that his temptation didn’t work, moving his hand down to scratch Keith’s chin. The costumed boy made more purring sounds, waggling his hips a bit as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the scratches. He wasn’t even purring on purpose - it was just coming out.

“Keith…” He opened his eyes to meet Lance’s adoring blue ones. “Do it…for me?”

Keith was so fucked. Just like that, it was over, and he knew it. Lance knew it. His kitty ears knew it. Everyone knew it. Lust couldn’t make him do things, but he was so weak for loverboy Lance it was almost sad. He was ready to cry in embarrassment, but his heart won out, and he slowly looked away from Lance.

And then, he made a soft, high-pitched mewling sound that broke both of them at the same time, for very different reasons.

Lance’s scratching stopped momentarily as Keith finally moved his hands up to his face to hide himself, finally creating the number one most embarrassing moment of his entire life. He wanted to just crawl under a blanket and hide for the rest of his life, it was so mortifying, it was so-

“Cute.”

Keith slowly parted his fingers to glance at Lance, face reddening when he saw how red Lance’s face was. They were both just two red, blushing messes as they eyed each other, the temperature of the room rising exponentially. Keith’s heart was pounding so loudly he was sure they could both hear it as he waited for Lance to make a move.

“…you’re so cute, Keith.” Lance moved in quickly and captured Keith’s lips in his own, making Keith gasp in surprise. He shut his eyes, heart melting even more as Lance wrapped an arm around him and scratched the back of his head and his fake ears. The kiss was passionate yet innocent at the same time - just the two of them expressing their love for each other.

When Lance did pull away, he slid his arms down Keith’s body before turning him around, a smirk back on his face and replacing his embarrassed one from earlier.

“Lance…?” Keith breathed out, eyes glazed over with a million different emotions - each one of them tied to Lance in some way.

The Cuban boy’s hands brushed past Keith’s tail before rubbing his ass sensually and adoringly. “I told you, didn’t I? I said I’d get straight to fucking you after you mewl for me.”

He wasn’t really sure how his head hadn’t exploded at this point as Lance’s tongue grazed over his hole, sending shivers throughout his entire body and wasting no time in getting to prepping him. Apparently it was a talent of his to get super embarrassed to the point of having a heart attack without dying. He was, however, incredibly excited for what was about to happen as Lance attacked his hole, tongue ravishing him and wetting him and spreading him. One hand was helping to hold his cheeks open while the other one was casually playing with the base of Keith’s tail, reminding him that he was Lance’s kitten. He didn’t even mind the costume anymore, at least for right now, as he shut his eyes and moaned in response to Lance’s tongue being inside him.

“Lance…” He whispered, shaking his ass slightly to tempt him more. It worked; Lance began tongue fucking him faster and more eagerly, sending waves of intimate pleasure through his body and getting him more excited by the second. The more lubed up he was getting, the quicker they approached actual sex.

He let his heavy breaths come out in pants as he took Lance’s mouth joyously, purring and humming in satisfaction. In no time at all, Lance had pulled back and mounted Keith from behind, nibbling against his ear and drawing out more moans from him.

“You’ve been such a good kitty, Keith. God, you’re such a good kitty. I want to reward you now. I’m going to reward you now, ‘kay?” Lance’s voice was so damn hot and promising, and Keith was fucking weak for it.

He mewled in response. Again. He just couldn’t help it - he wanted to drive Lance as crazy as he was driving him, and mewling was the only thing he could think of to do that. And it worked.

Lance sucked his breath in, cursing under his breath as he pushed the tip of his cock in without any further hesitation, groaning at the tightness.

Keith was taken aback by the initial pain of the stretch, but his body began quickly adjusting and getting used to it, and he leaned his head back into Lance’s shoulder to give him permission to slowly continue.

“You know, this suits you so…ha…well,” Lance said, talking straight into Keith’s ear as he slid his cock further inside Keith’s wet hole. “Seeing you beneath me like this, dressed up how you are, mewling, fuck it’s so amazing…I want to wreck you so bad…”

Keith nearly sobbed upon hearing that, wanting Lance to do unspeakably dirty things to him so, so badly. “Yes Lance, wreck me!” He pleaded, gulping and shutting his eyes to close himself off to the rest of his sanity. In this moment, it was just him and Lance. Embarrassment no longer existed. He would do and say what his body wanted as he felt Lance bury himself completely inside, stopping to let them both rest for a moment.

“You’re really…really fucking tight inside…seriously, this little hole you got back here won’t ever get old. I love every part of you so fucking much, kitten.” Lance began kissing the back of Keith’s head and the side of his face, insistent on showing just how much he loved Keith.

As much as he loved the tenderness, Keith also needed some roughness right now, too. “I love you too, Lance…now please…fuck me. You can move now, you can do whatever you want, just fuck me!”

Lance paused in his kissing before grinning at Keith, beginning to pull his hips back. His arms wrapped around Keith’s torso, getting ready to use his entire body as anchorage for one hard thrust. “As you wish, kitten.” His hips rammed forward, pulling against Keith’s body to launch his cock inside with as much force as possible, and Keith literally felt like his insides shook from how hard Lance’s dick hit him.

“Again, god Lance, more!” Keith cried out, repositioning his arms on the bed for better support to prepare himself for the next thrust. It didn’t work. Lance put so much power into each thrust, using Keith’s entire body to add more force into it, that it literally knocked Keith’s arms out from beneath him, forcing his entire front half to drop. This only made his ass jump higher into the air, much to Lance’s pleasure.

“Aw, getting your ass up for me? Such a good kitty. Let me give you a nice treat!” Lance’s sweet talk ended with a grunt as he began fucking Keith with more consistency, nesting the head of his cock as deep inside Keith as was possible time and time again.

Keith would never get tired of feeling Lance’s cock reaching so far into him with so much brute force, doing his best to clench his walls to provide him with as much pleasure as possible. At this point their fucking got messy, both boys relying on their lustful instincts as Lance rammed into him with sheer sexual desire. Keith loved every second of it, mindlessly begging him for more.

“Fuck, Lance, fuck me! P-please! Give me what I…deserve!”

Lance was moaning in pleasure as his balls slapped Keith’s ass with every thrust, squeezing his torso more as he propelled his cock into him with more force. “Show me…fuck! Show me what you deserve, kitten! Mewl for me again! Be a good kitty, and I’ll give you the reward you fucking deserve!” As if to give him more motivation, Lance slammed into Keith’s prostate, immediately making Keith scream in electrifying pleasure.

“Lance! Fuck yes! Oh god Lance!” Keith clawed at the bedsheet desperately, bucking his ass back as much as he could, his chest pressed down against the mattress. He swallowed down the accumulating saliva in his throat before letting out a stream of pleading mewls. “Please…fuck me…give me…LANCE!” His soft whimpers turned into screams all over again as Lance kicked things up a notch, ramming into Keith’s prostate with every thrust and sending them both into a flurry passion and ecstasy. Their names slipped from each other’s mouths over and over again as they lost themselves in the primal lust and pleasures of their bodies.

“Keith…god, I’m gonna cum, Keith! I’m gonna cum inside you!”

Hearing Lance say that sent shockwaves through Keith’s body, driving his ecstasy over the edge as pleasure tore through him. He was going to cum untouched, from just having Lance fucking him. Keith wanted this more than he wanted anything else in that moment as he clenched his fists around the sheets and thrust his hips back with desperation.

“I’m so close Lance…so close…please! Make me cum, Lance!” He turned to look at his lover with pleading eyes, and that seemed to do the trick as Lance moved his hands down to seize Keith’s hips, burying his cock into his body and letting out a loud moan as he came.

“Cum with me, kitten! Cum! FUCK!”

Between his speaking and the feeling of Lance’s hot cum gushing into him, the stimulation Keith was receiving was too much for his body to handle, and he immediately felt his cock twitching with release.

“Lance!” He pressed his head back into Lance’s shoulder as he came with him. “Lance, cumming!” Those were the only comprehensible words he could get out before his voice transitioned into a cry of pure bliss, ass contracting around Lance’s cock like a vice grip and milking him for everything he was worth as Keith’s orgasm hit him like a brick. Both of their voices rang out together as they rode out their peaks, body temperatures hot enough to melt into each other.

When the mind blowing pleasure started to die down, Keith let out a couple of breathy mewls, which caused Lance to groan and shoot another small load into him. Both of them were trying to remember how to breathe, though, panting with their red faces side by side.

Lance finally pulled out of Keith so that he could collapse onto his side on the bed, dragging a yelping Keith down with him and spooning him despite their current body heat.

“Lance…can’t I at least take this stuff off?” Keith complained, but he was too tired after their session to sound very convincing, instead simply snuggling back closer against Lance.

His boyfriend chuckled. “But you look so cuuuute…plus, you played the part of kitten way better than I thought you would. I think it suits you.”

Keith blushed, remembering how to feel embarrassed again now that he wasn’t riding out his lust for Lance. They both shut their eyes as Lance’s arms wrapped around his torso, and they began to drift off to sleep. That was when Keith suddenly wondered why Lance wanted him to dress as a cat boy in the first place, since he never explained…

“…Lance?”

“…what is it, babe?”

“…you’re a fucking furry, aren’t you?”

Lance ‘fell asleep’ before answering, whether voluntary or not.

a hundred dollar kiss

Im on my phone right now and can’t post the link, but this is inspired by one of @voltron-messenger‘s post. Thank you so much for letting me write this and I hope you’ll  it! <3

[also on AO3]


You and i both know i’d PAY $100 to kiss Lance


Lance blinked in surprise at the message, not really understanding the words he was looking at. Was this…? Did he really…?

He looked once again at the contact name at the top of the screen and… yup, it was Keith, okay? It was really Keith who sent Lance this text.
Well, Lance was using Pidge’s phone right now and Keith didn’t know, which means that he thought that Pidge was the one who asked him if he’d kiss Lance for a hundred dollars.

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Something Great

Originally posted by notheartbroken

a/n: sorry for the absence but here is a cute one shot :-) smut warning gif credit to the owner 


His curl adorned head glanced over his shoulder and switched lanes with ease. Music was softly gracing the speakers with a light melody. The sky outside was grey and dull, rain littering the pavement and windows. With the rain and Harry surrounding my senses, I was calm.

The music flowing the truck was serene and I couldn’t help but sing along to the tune. “I don’t want to be your friend, I want to kiss your neck.” I took note of the grin that swept across Harry’s face when I started to sing. “What are you at?” I conjured. The grin that flashed his teeth and dimples grew wider, “You have a lovely voice s'all.”

I blushed at his compliment and kept my head turned to the window so he could fail to see my embarrassment ridden face.

I think I’m falling I’m falling for you

The lyrics resonated in my mind. What if my heart was really falling for this green eyed boy? My mind and heart were at conflict as I asked myself this significant question. Before I could ponder this question more than I already have, my mind swirled to the hand placed gently on my thigh. Even through my clothed material I could feel the hit that was immersed from his hand.

My heart swelled at the small, yet significant gesture that Harry had completed. Before I could revel in the sweetness of Harry anymore, he pulled his truck up at the curb in front of my house. The AUX cord connected to my phone was pulled out as I swiftly tucked it in my pocket. The door I was about to open, was pulled from my grasp. Harry smiled sweetly when I thanked him. See, chivalry isn’t dead.

His arm looped with mine as we walk to my doorstep. “I had a really nice time today.” His voice rang out, the British accent never failing to hook me into his voice deeper. “I did too.” An involuntary smile swept across my face, “We should do it aga-” My sentence was cut off by a loud crackle through the sky. “Yeah we should. But I should get going. Bye Y/N.” He gave me a swift hug, not nearly as long as I wanted. I hollered bye as he rushed through the yard to his truck.

When my door popped open, quietness surrounded me. Mom and Dad were still work. My room welcomed me with the scent of mahogany teakwood and I felt even calmer in that moment. The clothes I had on were stripped off me and replaced with sweats and an old t-shirt, my hair was pulled up into a bun. I had just sunk into my bed when a knock at my door startled me. I heaved a sigh and shuffled to my door. “So. My truck isn’t working.” A soaked Harry stood on my porch. “Alright, you can hang out until the rain stops.” I laughed and grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. “Stay here, I’ll grab you a towel and clothes.” I disappeared in my room, while I sent a swift text to my mom and explained the situation. My phone was placed back into my pocket, a towel in one hand and my ex boyfriends clothes in the other.

“Here’s a towel. And here are some clothes.” Harry’s eyes traveled down the clothes. “Are those your ex boyfriends clothes?” My cheeks heat up, “Yes…look, do you want clothes or not?” He chuckled, “Fine.”

Harry emerged from the bathroom just as I started to watch Supernatural. His appearance caused my to burst out into budding laughter. Around his legs he had tight boxer briefs that were way too short on his long legs, and his torso adorned a shirt that was too tight. “I look fucking ridiculous.” Tears spilled from my eyes, my stomach already gathering an ache. “You look amazing.” Harry’s green eyes rolls at my comment. “Shut it.”

He took a seat on the couch opposite of the one I was lounging on. “What are we watching?” He asked, slightly annoyed. “Supernatural.” Harry scoffed, “Really?”

“Hey it’s a good show!” He chuckled a little bit, “Yeah okay.”

“Hey I can kick you out if I need too.” My maneuvered to look at Harry and my eyes narrowed as I challenged him. “Okay, okay.” He raised his hands up in defense as he decided to climb onto my couch, my heart smiled, I got to be closer to him. I smiled at the green eyed boy who took my feet in his lap as I pressed play on the remote at his request.

About twenty minutes passed by of me being engrossed in the work of Sam and Dean Winchester when Harry started to become bored. His legs that held my feet started to bounce up and down. “You bored?” I asked, “No, I’m okay.” I took the time to admire Harry’s gorgeous face. He had sporadic freckles under his eyes and along his nose, something I’ve noticed before, just never studied them. His green eyes had yellow located around the edge of his pupil. Surrounding his eyes, long eyelashes fanned across. If there was ever a time to seize the day, now was that time. The body resting before me came closer as my body propelled itself towards him. And before I could think about anything else, my lips crashed to his.

Harry held me to him once I tried to pull back. I didn’t object anymore. Our lips melted together with heat intertwined. Harry’s hands grabbed my body and pulled me on to him. Each of my knees were at the side of his legs. My hands found his hair, slowly running my digits through his dark hair. A low moan leaked out of his lips and, sending a sensation through me. What was I doing? Harry and I were just friends. “Harry…were just friends…” The connection of our lips was lost, Harry’s lips were swollen and pink, they looked irresistible. “Y/n. You and I both know that isn’t true. We’ve been wanting each other for awhile now. Ever since I moved here I’ve wanted you.” The words he said to me affected my heart to swell. I can’t deny the fact that I did like him ever since he moved here from England. “Just…let us have this…” Harry practically whimpered out, his hand flew up to my hair as he brushed a stray strand behind my ear. “You’re all I want, so much it’s hurting.” How could I deny this beautiful boy? My body reacted over my mind once more as our lips reestablished. Our hips slowly collided, breathy moans released from both of us. Harry’s lips pulled from mine as he connected to my neck. My head rolled back as a loud moaned ripped through me. “I have wanted to do this for so long,” Harry moaned out, “Let’s take this to your room.” His large hands gripped my butt as he lifted us up, my lips were attacking his neck with my teeth, leaving red marks in the wake of it.

Harry shut my door behind him; swiftly he pulled his shirt of his lanky body. My eyes takes down his naked torso. He had toned abs, suddenly I felt insecure. The body of Harry was much prettier than mine. He was slender and tan. As I had fat rolls and was pale. “Harry…I don’t know.” He sighed, and my heart broke. I wanted to make love with Harry more than anything. But, that was my first time, and I didn’t know if I was ready to give him myself completely. Wasn’t I supposed to be in love with the person I lose it to?

“Y/N, if you’re worried about us not being in love, don’t. I’m incredibly in love with you, and I know you feel the same way. The way you’re body reacts to me when I touch you tells it all.” His hand lingered to my lip, touching it gently. His thumb rubbed over my bottom lip then slowly trailed to my chest, “Just a simple touch to your lip has already got it your heart racing…” He whispered then placed his hand over my heart. Sure enough, he was proved right. “But that’s not the case. I know you too well. It’s you’re body…you’re afraid I won’t find it beautiful.” My breath hitched with his words. His head lowered down, and kissed my clothed belly.

“Baby girl, that isn’t the case. You’re body….it gets my heart racing. Your hips curve in just the right way, your chest is big in all the right places, and your thighs, oh god, your thighs.” He moaned the last part out, I couldn’t help the slight whimper that I emitted from me when he squeezed my thighs.

“If you don’t believe me, feel this.” His hand took mine and placed it on the bulge in the boxers I gave him. Harry climbed on the bed and was faced on top of me. His arms supported him on either side of my head. Harry’s pink and slightly swollen lips came to mine. It wasn’t rushed this time, it was slow, sensual and intimate. “You’re beautiful,” he mumbled against my lips, “let me prove it to you.”

The shirt I had separating our bare chest was removed. My breasts were exposed to the first person other than myself who has seen them. This was my most vulnerable moment. I dearly hoped Harry would not mess this up. “I trust you.” I finally murmured out. Harry sweetly smiled. The smile made my heart swell. Lips kissed in the valley between my breasts. A hand gently kneaded one of them while Harry’s lips slowly made his way to the other. His tongue flicked my nipple, igniting a fire in my stomach. With a sudden gasp from myself, he did it once more, yet harder. He alternated between each breast. If that is how it felt to be pleasured that way, I couldn’t wait for Harry to work further down my body.

As if Harry read my mind, he kissed each of my breast one last time and then inched down my stomach. Leaving raised bumps on my skin and kisses. My breathing was heavy and uncontrolled. I wasn’t lying when I said I trusted Harry. I’ve never felt more ready to give someone myself as I was in that moment.

Harry arrived finally at my lower half. The sweats that adorned my legs and waist were removed. My cheeks reddened as Harry moaned. I forgot to put on underwear. “Do you always go commando?” He lightly chuckled. “Uh, only sometimes.” I mumbled out. “Christ.”

Harry’s curly haired head descended between my thighs. His dark hair tickled my skin. A finger swiped across my core sending a foreign sensation of pleasure through me. My thighs unconsciously tried to squeeze each other together. Harry’s hands took a hold of them, and gripped them tightly. He looked up at me, his eyes were a shade darker and I could almost feel myself dripping.

I entangled my hands in his hair once he touched his tongue to my swollen bundle of nerves. My body jerked as Harry continued to run his tongue vigorously worked on my clit. The moans slipping from my mouth, the tugging of his hair only seemed to fuel Harry more. Harry between my legs, eating me out was such an intense experience. I was sent wondering why I have never done this sooner.

“You taste so good, holy fuck.” He groaned against me, a finger started to inch in and out of me. It was an odd feeling at first, but once I got use to the alienated feeling after a few pumps. The feeling sunk into my bones. I could feel that I was going to untie soon. My first orgasm was soon going to rip through my overwhelmed body and I have never been so ready for it.

I convulsed from Harry’s mouth and fingers. I could feel myself tighten around Harry’s digits, my fingers gripped my sheets, and my toes curled with the pleasure coursing through my entire body.

Harry hauled up from my legs. Moisture surrounded his mouth. My moisture. “Are you on the pill?” I shook my head, “Okay. I have a condom.” I wasn’t sure why he carried a condom around. The feeling that sunk into me sent me into a panic. What if I wasn’t Harry’s first time? What if he was just using me? I wanted to curl up into a ball in that moment. I think Harry sensed my panic, “Relax. This is my first time having sex. I carry it around with me to look cool.” The side of his hand was brushed against my face, “I am just as nervous as you.” He definitely didn’t show it. He did himself of the borrowed boxers, then fetched his wallet. The foil wrapper was torn open then soon the latex was rolled on to Harry’s hard shaft. Harry’s penis was the first one I have seen, but it was beautiful. I silently laughed at my thoughts, “Whatcha laughing at over there? Something funny?”

“No, you’re just beautiful.”

He climbed back onto the bed and kissed my nose, “and so are you.” Harry positioned himself between my legs. “Are you ready?” I nodded, I have never been more ready. “Okay.”

Harry pushed himself inside of me, a vehement moan elicited from his throat. “Holy fuck, this is better than I could imagine.” The unfamiliar feeling a male being inside of me was unpleasant to say the least. As Harry drew his hips back slowly and would push back against me, a pain would set in. It wasn’t very painful, but it was annoying. “Are you okay? Do I need to stop?” My head shook, “No, keep going.”

“With pleasure.”

After a few thrusts, the sensation set in and I started to experience the pleasure everyone thrived about. Before too long, my hips were meeting Harry’s furiously. Sweat began to bead at my forehead and in the valley of my breasts. Our moaning became louder and our breaths became rampant.

Pleasure cascaded through me with each propelling of our clashing hips. “Hold on, let me do something.” And with that, Harry moved his hips in such a way that he hit a certain spot inside of me. I cried out in what I could only explain of irrevocable bliss. “Oh fuck.” Harry accelerated his hips as his tongue met my breasts, I don’t know how much longer I could last with all of this overwhelming me. “Harry…I won’t last long..” Harry mumbled something onto me.

A thumb flicked my clit, and Harry kept hitting that spot that only kept making me moan louder each time. Soon I started to throb around Harry. My vision blacker out and I felt myself release onto Harry with a deafening moan. “Fuck Harry!” My nails raked down his back, an action I soon loved to peruse.

Harry growled out then soon twitched inside of me, spilling himself into the condom. Harry sweaty body collapsed on me, our chests heaving. “Y/N, that was amazing.” He said into my ear. “Oh my god, it was.” My hand was playing with Harry’s curls when he rolled off of me and pulled me onto his chest. “I see why everyone makes a big deal out of it now.” I chuckled out, Harry’s chest bounced up and down with a laugh rattling through him. “Yeah, so do I.”

Before we could continue our cuddling session, my phone buzzed with a text. “On my way home.” It read, from my mom. Panic rose in me, I jumped from Harry’s chest throwing clothes around to get dressed. “My mom is on her way.” Harry jumped up as well and got dressed. I pulled my hair into a bun and checked myself in the mirror. I truly looked like a different girl. There was a certain glow to my skin that I couldn’t place. My eyes looked brighter and my cheeks held red. “How doI look?” I asked Harry, “Freshly fucked.” He grinned with a dimple popping into his cheek. I rolled my eyes at him. We walked into the living room and I continued to play supernatural.

Eventually my mom stumbled through the door. “Hi Harry.” She smiled. “Hey Mrs. Y/L/N. How are you?” “I’m great, thank you for asking. You’re such a sweet boy. Why don’t you come over more often?” She passed him with a quick ruffle to his hair. Harry looked at me, “Maybe I will.” Then added a wink.

You’re My First - Clay Jensen Smut

Clay Jensen x reader

Request: Can you do an imagine where the reader gives her first blowjob to Clay who is also receiving his first? And/or leading to loosing their virginity

WARNINGS: Smut, swearing


“What do you want to watch princess?”

“I don’t care, you can pick whatever.” I’m laid up with Clay in his room as he surfs the guide. It’s a Saturday night and I rather be with my boyfriend than home alone. Granted we are alone right now, being that his parents are out at some function, but at least we are alone together. I trace circle on his clothed chest as his eyes are focused on the TV, finding something to watch. I can tell that he is pretending to be into the TV so that he doesn’t need to focus on my hand against him. I snuggle more into him as he sucks his teeth.

“There are no good movies on babe” he says, throwing the remote down as the TV stopped on Full House. 

“Then we don’t watch TV, we can do something else anyway” I say, as I slide my hand under his shirt. He looks a little nervous as he looks down at my hand. 

“Like what?” He sounded a little nervous, but flirty at the same time. I move my leg across his torso and put my lips up to his ear. 

“Anything.” I pur. He looks down at me, his eyes on mine. His eyes flicker down to my lips and I know he wants nothing more than to feel my lips on his. As if he read my mind, he pulled my face up to his, pressing his lips onto mine. The kiss was nice and slow. It’s like our lips were made for each other. His tongue grazed my bottom lip as he asked for an entrance. I didn’t allow him in to tease him and he squeezed my thigh making me yelp. When I opened my mouth he stuck his tongue in, softly wrestling with mine. I rolled on top of him and sat on his lap, never breaking our kiss. The kiss suddenly went from slow and sweet to more rougher and needy. Clay’s hands were on my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. When I started to slowly move my hips against his, Clay suddenly withdrew from me.

“What’s wrong, why’d you stop” I pant as he avoided my eyes. When he didn’t say anything, I got worried.

“Did I do something?” I ask. His eyes found mine again and quickly shook his head.

“No no no, god no. It’s just I’m getting a little um..a little-”

“Horny” I smirk, looking down between us and seeing him semi-hard. He looked embarrassed and nodded his head. A giggle at his nervous state.

“So what babe.”

“I don’t want you to think I’m rushing you.” He said looking down.

“Last time I checked, we are both virgins. And what if I’m ready.” His eyes widen and he swallowed hard. 

“A-are you sure, cause I’m not rushing at all trust me, I can wa-” I stop him from rambling on by crushing my lips on his. 

“Clay, I love you and I’m ready. I mean if your not that’s fi-”

“No! I am, it’s just we don’t have to. It won’t make me love you any less if we don’t.” I smile at his cuteness and press my forehead against his. 

“I’m ready Clay.” I pull on his shirt so that our lips collide again. Feeling his body against mine made me loose the fear in the moment and only made me want him more. I pull away to take my shirt off as he took off his. He stared at my bra and looked away when he noticed I saw. I pulled his faced back towards me and smiled.

“I’m all yours Clay.” With that, his mood lightened up as his hands cup both of my breast squeezing. I threw my head back as I felt his lips on my neck, sucking lightly. 

“Your so beautiful y/n.” He unclasped my bra and I suddenly felt so exposed and nervous. He can tell I felt weird by my face.

“Don’t be shy about your body, you look amazing.” I smiled and loosened up as his lips went to my breast. His lips attacked one of my nipples, while softly massaging the other. I bit my lip to keep me from moaning as his sucking got more harsh, making my core wet. I started to hump back and forth on his now rock hard member, making him groan against my breast making me moan. The friction beneath us was killing me and I want nothing more than to take everything off. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down as far as I could without moving off his lap. 

“Clay can I try something?” I pant as his sucking went from my breast to my neck, surely leaving like 10 bruises. 

“What is it babe?” He said, not breaking his series of kisses. 

“I-I um want to please you..” I felt his kissing stop as he stayed there, probably waiting for me to finish, or just not knowing what to say. Probably both. 

“You know..please you down there.” I felt so shy asking him, but I really wanted to make him feel good like he does to me. I just want to do it in a more intimate way. 

“U-um I don’t know y/n, you don’t need t-”

“I want to.” He looks at a lost for words, debating on what to say. When we takes to long, I just take matters into my own hands. I slide off of him, sliding his pants all the way down, along with his underwear. When I did, his dick sprung all the way up, smacking again his stomach. I positioned myself so that I was in between his legs with my butt in the air, looking up at him. 

“Y/n stop you don’t hav-” I quiet him by slowly taking his entire member into my mouth, almost gagging. I come back up, licking his tip while pumping him with my hand. 

“Oh my-” Clay’s eyes were shut tight as he threw his body back. I flattened my tongue against the side of his shaft before taking him in my mouth again, pumping in and out faster. 

“Fuck babe, that feels good” He’s a moaning mess above me as he looks down at me sucking him. His eyes are glued to mine as I look up at him through my eyelashes, pumping my hand faster. He’s a groaning mess as he continues to do a string of curses. Unaware of what he’s doing, Clay starts thrusting into my mouth, making me even more wet. He grabs my ponytail and that was my motivation to go faster. I take all of him in my mouth, not caring that I was gagging, as I started picking up my speed. I start to moan with him still inside me and that threw him over the edge. 

“Fuck! y/n I’m about t-” He doesn’t know what to do with his hands as he releases inside of my mouth. I swallow what’s left as he pulls me up to him, kissing me passionately, still panting.

“Sorry that I did that, I should have told you I was…you know.” I smirk at what he was trying to say, “That’s okay, I liked it.”

Clay turns us over and starts peppering kisses down my neck. He kisses all the way to my stomach as he pulls my underwear off. He comes back to my lips, smashing his with mine, his hands roaming all over my naked body. He stops and looks at me.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked genuinely. 

“More sure than anything.” I smiled. He pulled off of me and got something from his desk draw. When he came back, he hovered back over me, pulling on a condom. When he started having trouble pushing it on, I held in my giggle, stopping his hands. 

“Let me help.” I unraveled it, slowly pushing it on his member, making sure to lightly squeeze him in the process, making him groan. I wanted this, his body on mine.

“I’ll be gentle” he breathed, his voice soft, “Just tell me if it hurts.” I pulled his face closer to me, making that as a sign for him to go. He starts to slowly push into me, giving me this stretching and ripping feeling throughout my body. I try to adjust to him as he continues pushing in slowly. I squeeze my eyes shut, gasping into his mouth as I grabbed his arms tightly. I whimpered as I just waited for the pain to go away. He pulled away from my lips as he looked at me.

“Is this okay?” he pants, looking at my face for any bad reaction. I nod my head, wanting him to keep going. 

“Yes baby, keep going.” I try to focus on the pleasure, even though I can still very much feel the pain. I was slightly tense and as if Clay sensed that, he started dropping kisses against my jawline, making me more relaxed. I started grinding my hips up against his and wrapped my legs around his back. He started thrusting a little faster, his eyes shut as he started groaning. I moan, tilting my head back into the pillows. As his speed picked up, the pain slowly subsided, giving me nothing but pleasure. I felt his weight on me, his body against mine and I realized just how much he meant to me. 

“Fuck princess, you feel amazing” he moans into my neck. I tighten my grip around my neck, moaning into his ear. 

“Baby f-faster please” I whimper. He did just that, his thrust getting deeper and deeper. His body slap against mine and all I can hear are our loud moans and the headboard against the wall. He picked up his speed even more making me dig my nails into his back, surely leaving a mark. 

“Fuck baby!” He screams, drilling into me. My breast are jumping up and down as I scream louder, the pleasure becoming overpowering.

“Clay! oh my god!” The faster his thrust got, the more I felt my stomach clench up. My body started to stiffen as he kept pushing in and out of me, on and on. 

“Come for me baby” he whispers and I let go.

“Fuck Clay!” My body went limp as I exploded. He kept pumping through my orgasm as I squeeze around him and in the same second, he screamed out my name, releasing himself. With both of us still panting and breathing heavily, I open my eyes to see Clay staring back at me. He slides off of me, laying his head on my bare chest. I run my hands threw his hair, kissing it after.

“That was amazing babe” I breath out, earning a nod from him.

“If that was amazing, wait till next time.”


A/N - This was my first Clay smut!!! Hope you liked it, I did!! 

anonymous asked:

hot mess/troublemaker nct would honestly kill me! but whatever group you do i'm sure it'll be amazing!! i always check up on your blog cos i love your writing so much it's my absolute favourite!! have a lovely day! 💌

soooo,,,,i got into a mood where i really wanted to do troublemaker!you and good boy!taeyong,,,,so here you all go,,,,,,,,,,,

  • taeyong,,,,is the most polite student on campus,,,who is always kind of quiet but is that student that holds the door open for 30423 other people and who (when pestered by johnny enough) will give up his notes in exchange for nothing at all,,,,,
  • likes to show up to class exactly 5 minutes early and keeps his pens color coded and organized,,,,,
  • but also has the face and body of a model so no one understands how he’s such a ???? soft boy ???? how is he not always staring at his reflection because what??? the higher powers really spent their time with him????
  • but yeah,,,,taeyong has never even shown an inkling of understanding to how hot the student body of this college finds him and he’s more inclined to get super duper red and shy if you as much as compliment him on his shirt
  • you on the other hand,,,,,,,,,,,let’s just say you’re nowhere as tidy and as diligent as taeyong neither are you as meek LOL
  • most of the time you’re kicking up your legs on the desk in class, texting on your phone,,,,,,even chewing gum loud enough that the teacher can even hear it
  • and you’re never one to let gossip about you go,,,,so you’ve been in a couple of arguments with a couple of people on campus and let’s just say,,,,,,,,you’re not trying hard to sell the ‘good college student image’ to anyone 
  • and taeyong’s freshly pressed shirts, clean sneakers, and pleated trousers are a stark contrast against your,,,,,,,,,,messier choices
  • and taeyong,,,,of course knows who you are,,,,,but out of everyone in all your class he’s never even bothered to entertain any of the rumors about you. he’s also,,,,never bothered you with (what you deem) to be useless, almost offensive questions
  • and you don’t know what it is about him,,,,,,,but you secretly agree,,,,,,,he is ,,,,,a handsome boy,,,,
  • and you friends will bring him up and call him the goody two-shoes,,,teachers pet,,,,,,,blah blah blah,,,,,but you,,,,,you always go along with it but inside,,,,you’re kinda like why the HELL do i want to hold that losers hand,,,,,,,,
  • but it bothers you,,,,because,,,,,,taeyong doesn’t really pay attention to anything but his books so one day you walk over to his table,,,,give one glance to boy sitting beside him and that boy scurries off 
  • and as you sit yourself down beside him taeyong doesn’t even look up and you’re like UGH,,,,,,,,,,so you’re like hey, you
  • and taeyong is looking around and then looks at you,,,,,lowering his eyes and stuttering out ‘m-me?’ and you’re like YEAH WHO ELSE,,,,,,,,wait ok sorry for that,,,,,,but yeah you can i see your book? i never bought the book for this class
  • and taeyong’s wide eyes get even,,,,,wider because he’s like,,,,,,we’re almost halfway through the sem- and you’re like yeah yeah boy i know let me see your book
  • and this is your first time,,,,,,,talking to taeyong and,,,,even though for the next three weeks you sit beside him he literally doesn’t try to initiate conversation and you’re convinced he hates you,,,,maybe he heard about that rumor about you,,,,or maybe he just finds you annoying
  • and it simultaneously pisses you off but also makes you embarrassed and it’s driving you nuts,,,,,,,,
  • but on the day where you got into a big mix up with this one person in the campus cafeteria and had basically come out of it unscathed,,,,just a slight cut across your hand and some minor scartches,,,,,as you’re coming into class
  • plopping down beside taeyong you’re shocked when you hear his voice again after so long and it asks,,,,,,,if you’re ok
  • and you look at him and taeyong like immediately apologizes because he thinks you’re pissed lmao but you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,im fine,,,,,,,,,
  • and he’s like oh! good! sorry,,,,,,,
  • and that’s the last straw who the heck does he think he is being this freaking fine,,,,,and then????? actually so sweet?? and you get up and you’re like TAEYONG
  • and he almost drops out of his damn seat and he’s like y-y—yEs,,,,and you’re like “outside, i need to talk to you” and the class is like RIP BUDDY
  • but as taeyong follows you into a corner in the hallway he’s surprised when he sees that you’re not,,,,,,,going to end his life,,,,,but instead you’re completely red in the face
  • and he’s like oh no i don’t think you’re ok - and you’re like IM NOT and he’s like IM SORRY and you’re like NO ITS BECAUSE OF YOU OH MY GOD JUST HOLD MY HAND OK?
  •  and taeyong is like OK YES GIVE ME YOUR HAND and without realizing you do and you’re standing there,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and taeyong is literally Shaking,,,,,he’s holding your hand,,,,,,of all people
  • and you’re like also shaking inside not on the outside because he?????Agreed to hold your hand????? out of fear???????/ what???//
  • but taeyong suddenly squeezes your hand and faintly you hear him go,,,,,,,it’s smaller than mine,,,,,,,,and you’re like GFHODGEFS
  • and taeyong is like SHOULD I LET GO,,,,and you’re like suddenly he has such a loud voice holy shit is he as nervous as me
  • and you’re like NO I LIKE IT OK DONT YOU DARE LET GO
  • and taeyong is like OK I WONT IM SORRy
  • and you guys stand there,,,,,,,,for what seems like twenty damn minutes and finally you let go and taeyong is like,,,,,,,,,,,i-is there anything else you want from me??? and you’re like i kinda wanna kiss you too but,,,,i think we need to build up to that stage,,,,,
  • and taeyong swallows and you’re like,,,,,BUT if you don’t want to just tell me i won’t be mad - i promise i wont do anything
  • but taeyong is fiddling with the cuffs of his shirt but he’s like n o,, n,,,,,o i ,,,,,,,,,,,want,,,,,,,to,,,,,,,you’re,,,,can i say this?
  • and you’re like??????// sure
  • and he’s like “you’re,,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,i think so,,,,,,,im sorry was that out of line,,,,,,,” and you’re like blushing because no one has ever called you cute ???? before??????/ no on has ever had the guts but here taeyong is,,,,,, not the meek boy you thought he was 
  • but you grin and you’re like No,,,,,,i like it call me cute more often and you pat his back and suddenly you’re not as embarrassed because hehe taeyong,,,,,,the good boy likes you,,,,,,,,
  • but taeyong is like ?!?$#@LT:59ujgfds ?@??#$? in his heart because is it true - is this a dream - do you really like him - did he just hold your hand - he’s going into sensory overload - oh my god you guys skipped the first half hour of claSS,,,,,,,,but oh my god his significant other is the most feared person in school oh my god,,,,,,,,,,but also you’re the cutest person in school ,,,,to him,,,,,,,should he say that outloud again???????
“Blinded” (Lay Smut)

Title: Blinded

Featuring: Lay (EXO) x Reader

POV: 2nd

Rating: NC-17. 

Summary: You decide to incorporate a blindfold into your playtime. 

Requested by anon!


You crept up behind Yixing sitting on the stool, waiting for you. You’d told him you had a surprise for him, but he had no clue what he was in for.

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request: can u do a harry imagine where you two meet your parents and he kinda has his hands on u a lot and your parents get pissed? love you xx

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To say that Harry was nervous would be an understatement.

The night that you two were laying in bed when you mentioned to him that you would like him to meet your  parents, you could feel him tense as you wrapped your arms around his waist.

It wasn’t that Harry wasn’t good with parents, but he had heard stories from you about your father grilling the past men in your life about there jobs, and your mother making not so passive but very much aggressive remarks throughout the time you had been visiting your parents.

Even though Harry wasn’t concerned about his masculinity, he didn’t want you thinking he was to scared to meet your parents, so he reluctantly agreed to a lunch over the weekend.

You could tell he was hesitant, but you weren’t going to let your parents ruin your relationship, not with Harry.

The day of the lunch had arrived and Harry spent all morning getting himself ready, picking out the perfect outfit to wear, as well as purchasing your mom flowers. You smiled at Harry’s nervousness, finding it somewhat endearing. You wanted him to relax, but at the same time, you were nervous also. You knew how the past altercations between your parents and a boyfriend affected the relationship, and you just didn’t want that to happen with Harry.

Saturday morning arrived and Harry became whiny as you both woke up. “Y/N, we can still back out! Tell them I’m sick!” he said, grasping at your arm as you got up from the bed.

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