what you need to do if i have a convulsive seizure
I was just complaining to my friend that my oldest sister didn’t know what to do the last time I had a convulsive seizure, and I ended up injured because of it. And my friend said that actually, they don’t know what to do when they see someone have a convulsive seizure, either.
So I thought I’d explain it to you. I’m not a doctor, and I have no medical training and not everything here will apply to everyone who has convulsive seizures, these are just the things that apply to me, and when in doubt, call an ambulance.
Here’s what you do:
Look around. Am I lying in the middle of a busy street or on the railroad tracks, or somewhere else dangerous, like in the bathtub? If yes, drag me to somewhere where I am not in imminent danger of being hit by a truck or drowning.
Am I somewhere safe, but lying near dangerous things like fire or knives or broken glass or pans of boiling water or anything that can hurt me? Move the dangerous things away from me.
My body will be convulsing. That means my head and my arms and my legs are rapidly hitting the ground. Put something soft underneath my head. If there’s a cushion right there, perfect. If not, wad up your coat or shove your shopping bag under my head. If there’s nothing immediately to hand that would take you more than a few seconds to grab, stick your feet underneath my head, it’ll work.
Am I wearing anything around my neck, like a tight collar, or a necktie, or a choker? Loosen it, so my airway is clear.
Don’t restrict my movements - don’t try to hold my arms and legs down. You’ve already moved all the dangerous things away from me, and cushioned my head, so don’t hold me down, unless it is necessary to keep me from doing serious harm.
Don’t put anything in my mouth. A lot of people think you need to stick your fingers or a spoon or something into the person’s mouth to prevent them choking on their tongue. Don’t do this.
Try to make a note of the time the seizure first started. If the seizure lasts for longer than five minutes, call an ambulance.
When the convulsing/jerking has stopped, roll me onto my side. If you know what the recovery position is, put me in the recovery position, if you don’t, just roll me onto my side, and check my airway. If I’m not breathing, or I’m having trouble breathing, call an ambulance.
It seems to be instinctive to help someone get back to their feet as soon as the seizure is over. Don’t do this with me. After a seizure, I’m in something called a post-ictal state. It makes me very, very confused, and lying on the ground or sitting somewhere soft is the safest place for me. If you pull me to my feet while I’m still this confused, I will walk directly into traffic or put my hand on a hot stove because I won’t know where I am, or what’s happening, and often I won’t be able to see at all for a few minutes. Keep me somewhere safe until I’ve fully recovered.
If I have another seizure before I’ve fully recovered from the earlier one, call an ambulance.
If you think I might be hurt, or you’re confused or not sure about what to do, call an ambulance.
That’s all there is to it. Make sure I’m not in immediate physical danger; cushion my head (but don’t restrain it); when the jerking stops, roll me onto my side and check my airway; keep me somewhere safe until I’m fully recovered, and if the seizure lasts a long time, or I have a second one, or you aren’t sure what to do or you think I might be hurt, call an ambulance. That’s it. It’s not hard, and I promise you can do this.
Y'all possibly an unpopular opinion but I don’t want them to be leaping into a relationship so quickly. I’d love for WTTM to be one of those sexual tension things that they reflect back on after getting to know each other for like a year and going:
“Oh yeah maybe we should have known when I told you I was gonna put my fingers in your mouth and you were gonna tug my glove off with your teeth…and you did it”
A/N: So, today has been a crazy day but I started writing this last night and wanted to post it tonight ! So I wrote it in virtually 24 hours, so I hope it didn’t suck to bad. I planned on posting it earlier but I had a bit of writers block. This a Theo smut that you can thank @hardladyheart for. She’s filled my mind with dirty Theo thoughts. (Fun fact’ this gif is actually mine and my blog name used to be twfanfic-af)
Dean loved to brag. He bragged about everything, from the perfectly executed execution of the monster on their latest hunt to how many beers he’d outdrank his brother by. Usually the latter ended with him toppling onto one of the two beds, slurring his way into a sleep that would last for a good twelve hours. Sometimes he bragged about the blowjob he’d gotten from the pretty bar waitress, betting Sam that “he’d probably never gotten a better blowjob.”
And it was true.
Sam hadn’t gotten a better blowjob because he’d never even gotten a blowjob.
— sex | implied exhibitionism | mild dom/sub tones | if u’ve got a praise kink then ur gonna love this | mentions of daddy kinks | instances of spanking
;summary — you’re the supervisor of the clothing department with a lot
of useless lingerie knowledge, jungkook is the jewelry department’s defiant hot
boy who flirts in wristwatch brands. basically an upscale retail au, but with
lots of implied under-the-counter sex. and when an opportunity presents itself to fuck
each other in the boss’s office after hours, you’re both too hot for each other
to say no.
A/N: Are you ready for the longest blowjob in history… (I don’t own the gif)
“Did it hurt?” Sam approached you, a sly smirk on his lips.
When you didn’t play along and simply shot him an unimpressed look, he snickered.
“…when you fell from Heaven.”
Yeah, you were dressed as an angel.
Not your idea, though. As it turned out, Wanda was a big fan
of Mardi Gras and begged until you all agreed to throw a costume party. Tuesday
morning, she shoved a white dress into your arms and said you were an angel.
You didn’t want to upset her, so you just rolled with it.
Sam laughed at his own joke before the smell of pancakes
drew his attention away from you. You looked around the room and sighed,
sipping your second glass of… whatever it was Natasha had given you. It was
good, a bit fruity and bitter enough to match your mood.
Wanda, who was dressed as Violet from the Incredibles, was
running around the living room, filling plates with pancakes. Loud music
blasted through the speakers.
Could you do an imagine where the reader is J’s girlfriend & she’s cute & needy & heavily into the Daddy kink & it drives him crazy (not able to focus on work) then rough smut happens thxx
Oh how boring a day could be. J was stuck in his office trying to work as I wandered around the penthouse with absolutely nothing to do. The tv was on, but I gave up trying to find something interesting to watch. Maybe I could talk him through and so we could go out for a drive around the city or something? Being alone was the worst.
‘’Daddy!’’ I whined as soon as I opened his office door.He was sitting on his big leather chair and facing down to some papers. Didn’t even raise his eyes. ‘’Daddy I’m bored’’I told him and walked further into the room. I was wearing his purple button up shirt as my only clothing right now which was something he usually liked.
‘’Go bother Frost or something, I’m busy’’ He mumbled and then grabbed a new paper. I crossed my arms and decided to give this man a break from planning so many crimes. ‘’Come on..We could do something else daddy’’ I winked and leaned against his desk. I knew this was risky, but man I had nothing else to do either. J looked up to me and saw what I was wearing. ‘’Baby girl, daddy is working. I’m coming later’’ He tried to say calmly, but I knew I was getting onto something.
‘’Ooh that’s a pretty pen’’ I chirped and took his pen from his hand. It was a normal black pen, but I had to get it away from him. ‘’Give it back’’ He demanded and reached out his palm for me. ‘’I don’t think so. You should take a break ‘’ I smiled and then put the pen in the pocket of his shirt that I was wearing. His eyes grew darker and I knew I was pissing him off.
‘’Y/N I swear to god I need it’’He growled and stood up. Yes. ‘’Come and get it daddy’’ I encouraged him and walked backwards as he came closer. He clenched his jaw and his breathing got husky. He gave me a dark look and then saw a wall nearby. Before I knew it, I was pinned against the wall and J was in front of me. Our eyes met and I saw how full of lust his were. ‘’That’s a start. At least you got your bum off of that chair’’ I chirped happily. He put a finger on my lips and took a deep breath.
‘’I’m really trying to work baby, but you’re making it hard for me’’ J growled with a very serious tone. Just what I wanted to hear. ‘’Sorry. There’s nothing to do so I wanted to come and see you daddy’’ I pouted and then used that one word that always drove him insane. ‘’You know you shouldn’t interrupt me’’ the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. I nodded to let him know that I knew I was breaking the rules.
‘’Such a bad bad girl’’ He whispered darkly and licked his lips. ‘’Sorry daddy’’ I apologized, but I didn’t mean it at all. I knew I was about to get him over the edge. ‘’Careful’’ He warned me and pointed at me with his long finger. ‘’For what?’’ I grinned and then he murmured something under his breath. He was trying to stay calm, but I wasn’t allowing that to happen. ‘’Let’s do something’’ I sighed and pulled his shirt. ‘’You keep misbehaving over and over again. I think someone needs to be punished’’ He suddenly noted and grabbed my wrist.
His eyes darkened and I knew he was angry that I got him away from work. Suddenly he started walking back to the desk and pulled my wrist and forced me to follow him. I tried to contain my excitement as he finally decided to do something. J pushed me against the flat surface and then lifted the hem of the shirt I was wearing so my bum was visible for him.
‘’How many do you think that you deserve, hm?’’ He nearly growled and put his other hand on my back. ‘’I don’t know daddy.. 3?’’ I suggested innocently and fluttered my eyelashes at him. He just chuckled and my suggestion. ‘’You haven’t been that good. I think it’s more like 10′’ He thought out loud and rubbed the skin softly. I knew that his spanks were hard, but I had a weird pain kink, just like the daddy kink that turned us both on.
Then out of the blue he slapped his palm against my ass, making me gasp in surprise. A stinging pain took over, but it was replaced my pleasure. ‘’Count’’ J demanded and then spanked me again. ‘’2′’ I moaned out and held onto the edge of the desk. ‘’Oh..you like this don’t you?’’ He questioned me with a husky voice and slapped my bum cheeks. ‘’3..’’ I whimpered and ignored his question. He was making me extremely wet now. 4..5..6..7..8, all in a row and it made me yell out. My eyes got teary, but I still kept a smile on my face.
‘’Oh you’re such a bad girl Y/N’’ He let me know. ‘’I can’t help it daddy’’ I defended myself and deserved a harder spank, making me groan. ‘’9′’ I muttered and prepared myself for one more. J knew that i got impatient easily. So he waited just to be a damn tease. ‘’You won’t be able to walk tomorrow so you can’t walk in and distract me’’ He warned me with a low voice. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, he spanked me one last time time and caused me to yell out his name.
‘’10′’ I added quickly and then let out a big breath. I heard as he unbuckled his belt, but I didn’t turn to look because I didn’t want to misbehave more. Suddenly he ripped off the shirt from me and threw it somewhere on the floor. ‘’You’re so naughty baby girl..’’ He whispered and then pushed himself into me with no warning. My lips parted and my eyes nearly rolled out of my head from the sudden pleasure.
He put his hands on my waist and then started to pound in and out of my soft wet walls. J held onto me so tightly that I was sure it would leave visible marks. ‘’Yes Daddy!’’ I cried out and gritted my teeth. His movements were rough and harsh, showing no mercy at all. The sudden roughness hurt, but it also felt so good that I wished this bittersweet pleasure would stay forever.
J grunted in pleasure and thrusted his length so deep I could nearly feel him in my tummy. I could nearly see stars. His hand found my hair and he tugged it a little so I had to lean closer to him with my back, supporting my weigh with my arms. He kept fucking me hard from behind, but soon I felt his lips on my neck. ‘’Are you still bored?’’ he breathed out and smled dirtily. I could barely breathe because I kept moaning and crying out in raw pleasure. My heart was beating faster as adrenaline pumped through my body. ‘’N-No..’’ I stuttered quietly.
‘’No ,what?’’ He growled and gave me a hard thrust, making my body jump a little and I cursed out a few curse words. ‘’No daddy’’ I let him know and then gulped. It pleased his dirty mind to hear that. An orgasm was forming rapidly and I knew that he wouldn’t stop until he came, not caring about my orgasm. This was my punishment. I’d either be lucky and come at the same time, or then he’d make me come and keep thrusting his big cock in my sensitive cunt, making the pleasure way more intense and overwhelming.
‘’You’re close’’ You whispered and felt my walls pulsing on him. I gritted my teeth and tried to hold back the orgasm that was building up. Knowing J, he’d do anything to make me come now. I wasn’t wrong either. His other hand touched my clit and he started rubbing it roughly, making my legs shake. ‘’Daddy..please I-I can’t-’’ I whimpered quietly ,but it was useless. He was so rough that it brought me over the edge quickly.
My orgasm came without a warning, sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I shut my eyes for a while as I tried to gather myself, but I could feel my juices leaking down my leg.
My legs kept shaking wildly as J fucked my tightened walls. He was moaning deeply and soon I felt his teeth sinking into my shoulder as he bit me. The pleasure was too much. I was moaning uncontrollably and I could barely hold onto the table anymore.
His thrusts got sloppier and I knew he was close now. ‘’Cum inside me’’ I encouraged him even tho I could barely talk. Only seconds later I felt his cum filling me up, as he came. I breathed out shakily and was allowed to breathe for a moment. J moaned my name which was the sexiest thing I have ever heard. It made me so happy that I was able to make him feel good.
Even tho he was punishing me for being so misbehaving.
J pulled out and I felt how his warm cum ran down my leg along with my arousal. I bit my bottom lip and tried to calm down from the rough sex. I knew for sure that I would be sore tomorrow. ‘’Are you happy now?’’ J asked me and walked in front of me, taking a seat on his chair. His green hair was a mess and his skin was sweaty from fucking me like there was no limit.The after sex-glow suited him.
‘’Mmhm’’ I mumbled a yes and then tried to stand up, being completely naked in front of him. J had pulled up his pants and he was obviously going to continue working. ‘’How about you take a bath? I’ll join you in five’’ He promised and then grabbed a new pen from his desk. A bath sounded amazing. Ooh especially with a bathbomb.
‘’See you then’’ I smiled tiredly and then tried to walk out of his office. I felt his eyes on me as I struggled to walk in a straight line. All I could hear was him laughing at me, but I didn’t mind. It was kinda amusing.
Sterek + "it's you, it's always been you" thanks! :)
Stiles woke with a start, his heart racing. He wasn’t sure what had woken him, but he was surprised that Derek hadn’t put a calming hand on his chest and told him to go back to sleep. He rolled over to face Derek only to find an empty spot that was still warm to the touch.
He strained his ears but didn’t hear anything in the bathroom so he hauled himself out of bed to go find him. It was weird for Derek to leave without saying anything and Stiles wanted to make sure he hadn’t had a nightmare.
There wasn’t any light coming from under any of the other bedrooms, so he was extra quiet so not to wake the rest of the sleeping pack. They all had to work in the morning and Stiles didn’t want to face Erica’s wrath if she didn’t get her full 8 hours of sleep.
The light in the kitchen was on and Stiles walked toward it, expecting to see Derek drinking a cup of tea or hot cocoa. Instead he found Derek digging the cookie dough chunks out of Stiles’ pint of Ben and Jerry’s half baked.
“It’s you, it’s always been you!” Stiles whisper yelled from the doorway.
Derek dropped the spoon that had been in his mouth, eyes wide as he looked at Stiles, the pint of ice cream still in his guilty hand.
“You said that Isaac was eating my ice cream. You lied,” Stiles said, pointing an accusing finger at Derek, “I started stealing his Lucky Charms Derek, I was getting revenge on the wrong werewolf.”
Derek slowly put the lid back on the ice cream and put it back in the freezer before speaking, “In my defense, you’re very protective of your ice cream and it was kind of funny watching you plot revenge on Isaac.”
“Well now I’m going to have to get revenge on you,” Stiles said with a sigh, “We’re married dude, why didn’t you just tell me you were the one eating it.”
“You can do magic and you’re kind of scary,” Derek said with a smile. Stiles knew that Derek was buttering him up, but it was working.
“I expect you to replace all the pints you’ve eaten,” Stiles said, “And from now on stop picking the cookie dough piece out, that’s just evil.”
“Okay,” Derek said, stepping toward Stiles and pulling him into a hug.
“And I’m still going to extract revenge on you,” Stiles said, but he hugged Derek back, enjoying the warmth of his body, “And you owe Isaac at least 4 boxed of Lucky Charms.”
“Fair,” Derek said, kissing Stiles quiet. He tasted like cookie dough which should have been nice but instead it served to remind Stiles that he had married an ice cream thief.
“Sleep with one eye open Hale,” Stiles said as they walked back to their room.
“Around you I always do,” Derek said with a laugh as he flopped onto the bed.
Derek didn’t sleep with one eye open. The next morning both of his eyebrows had been dyed bright pink. Stiles refused to change them back for two days. It was a fair punishment for Derek’s crimes.
Summary: Tonight, it’s Seokjin’s turn to cook for you. But, while you think dessert is just as simple as some cupcakes with frosting; Seokjin plans to give you an episode or two of Eat Jin like you’ve never seen one before.
Warning: This scenario is rated M for MATURE as it contains scenes of a sexual nature. Contains food play. You’ve been warned.
A/N: This scenario was written for the lovely @coppertopging as part of my 10k giveaway prizes ^^ I’m so sorry this took longer than expected my love, but I hope that you’ll enjoy this ;) Thank you for being the amazing person that you are and I love you a lot!
“Shower time baby” he pulls me up straight. He holds his hand out for me to follow and obey, I take it. I love holding daddy’s hand. He leads me from his bed to the bathroom, he locks the door, and turns on the water.
“Clothes off” he orders.
“Yes daddy” I strip from my blue pj shorts but stop there leaving my white crop top. Daddy’s only wearing his boxers. I tug on them for attention. “One second” he says, as he checks the water temperature. I pout.
“Dadddddddddy” He doesn’t respond. Moving past him I feel the water myself and splash some on to him, hehe. Daddy is not pleased, but says nothing. I do it again. Daddy looks at me, “if you do it one more time your in trouble.” I pause and stare up at daddy’s eyes. I know he means business but I can’t help myself I’m a brat. Moving my hand out from under the flowing water, I flick just a couple drops onto daddy’s face. Daddy’s serious face comes out.
“Knees now.” Daddy commands. Daddy always makes me drop to my knees when I’m in trouble. I hesitate, looking at the floor, daddy hasn’t cleaned it in awhile. My hesitation only makes it worse. Daddy moves towards me, I step back but the bathroom is small. I drop to my knees and look up at daddy. He pushes his boxers down far enough to expose his cock. He presses it against my lips. “Open your mouth and suck daddy’s cock” he commands. I hesitate briefly, but remind myself not to push daddy any further. I open my mouth and suck daddy’s cock. I suck the tip, and daddy moans. I lick the shaft slowly, then swallow all of daddy’s cock in my mouth. I move up and down his cock twirling my tongue against his tip all the while. Daddy moans and grabs my hair, he forces his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. I begin to gag and pull away but daddy doesn’t stop. I pull away harder and daddy’s grip on my hair tightens. “Hold still” he orders. I immediately stop resisting. Daddy taught me that my mouth and my body belong to him, he gets to do what he wants with it, whenever he wants. I’m his property. Daddy pulls his cock out and I cough and catch my breath. Daddy looks down at me pleased and grabs my hair. I look up into his eyes. Daddy moves back. “Shirt off” I do as he says. My now perky B36 tits are out for Daddy. “Stand up” he says. I jump up and lean against the wall facing toward daddy. I put my hands behind my back, and stay perfectly still. Daddy feels my tits with his hand, running his fingers over my hard nipples. He takes his hands and grabs both my nipples, squeezing them hard with his fingers. A mix of pain and pleasure overcomes me.
“You like it when daddy plays with your nipples?”
“Yes daddy” I nod
“You like it when he squeezes them?”
“Yes daddy” I nod again
“You like feeling daddy’s cock in your mouth babygirl?”
“Yes daddy” I gasp, I love daddy’s cock in my mouth.
“Are you a dirty girl baby?”
“I’m a dirty girl daddy”
Daddy smiles. “That’s right baby, you’re my dirty girl, and Daddy gets to play with you whenever he wants.”
“Okay baby girl, now get in the shower.”
Daddy releases my nipples.
“Yes daddy” I give daddy a kiss and get in the shower knowing full daddy’s not done with me yet.
A/N: SURPRISE I’M TRASH!! I told y’all I was gonna write a one-shot to avoid my finals, and that is exactly what I’m doing. Anywho this was gonna be filthy smut but then I started writing about how sweet Bucky is and this turned into soft, slow-burn, tender sex and I. Am. Not. Mad. I needed this tbh. Hope y’all enjoy <3 This was inspired by “Get You” by Daniel Caesar (IT’S A GOOD ASS SONG Y’ALL SHOULD LISTEN TO IT) Also it is 4:45 AM and I need to go to bed.
Summary: Bucky visits you after a long day at work and provides you with some much-needed comfort in the form of coffee, cheese danishes, and office sex.
Warnings: Mention of irregular eating habits, Stress, Smut/NSFW content, Slow burn sex, Oral (female receiving), Fingering, Unprotected sex (to be fair this time they’re married and are probably gonna have kids at any moment), Cute ass fluffy smut honestly
There was a moment of silence as a thud upstairs was heard right above the dinner table, a few curse words followed after a yelp of pain. The chandelier shook a bit and I blushed as I looked back at my family.
I swallowed. “Will you excuse me?” I bit my lip and rushed upstairs, my palms sweaty. I specifically told Kai not to come over tonight. My grandparents were visiting and they knew, oh boy, did they know, about what a misbehaving disaster Kai Parker was.
I opened the door to my room and spotted Kai stuck in my window, his ankle smashed between the pane and the actual window.
I put my index finger against my mouth to get him to be quiet. I closed the door behind me and locked it, helping him in.
“What are you doing here?” I whispered, blushing as he took a long look of my whole body. I was wearing a fuzzy sweater and some old mom jeans.
The light in my room was rosy from the pink light bulb in my lamp and Kai smelled like cinnamon. It was cold outside so he was kind of shivering.
“Is it wrong to want to actually see you?” He smiled. “You know, your one word texts aren’t exactly the kind of consolation I expect after our night of intimacy.” He raised his eyebrows, referring to the oral we exchanged the last time we saw each other. “By the way, you’re possibly the worst texter in the world.”
“Will you shut up? My grandparents, who hate you might I add, are right down stairs.” I put my hand on his chest as he pulled me into his body.
“That’s why you wore this?” He poked fun at the sweater I got for Christmas last year. “I’m not complaining, it’s definitely soft.” He pushed my hair over my shoulder, the cool steel of his rings making me shiver. He pressed sweet wet little kisses on my chin and jaw, lightly on my neck.
“Kai.” I pulled away, my breath caught in my throat. “Seriously, you should go.” My knees nearly gave out at the crooked smile he gave me next.
“Let me guess, they think you’re a little saint, hmm?” He ran his thumb over my mouth, his fingers dancing on the sensitive flesh of my neck. “Ill bet they’ve never even heard you utter a single swear word.” He said.
I’ll admit that when I first met Kai, I was amused at how much character he had. Character that my parents definitely wouldn’t like and maybe that’s what intrigued me so much.
“Sweetie!” My mother’s heels woke me from my trance. My eyes opened and I jumped into action. “Is everything okay?” She knocked at my door and tried opening it. “You know I don’t like locked doors in my home.”
I pushed Kai into my bathroom and slammed the door, running over to the door and unlocking it. “Hey, mom, I’m fine. I just had a st-tomach ache.” I swallowed.
“What was that noise earlier?” She looked around my room, precisely at the half opened window. I blushed crimson. I knew that she knew.
“Oh, it was the cat. The dogs must have chased her out and got her caught in the tree and she came in through the win-” I started and my mother stopped me.
“Please use the front door next time.” She said in the direction of the bathroom. I almost died.
“Will do!” Kai answered and I covered my face.
My mother patted my shoulder and gave me a quick goodnight kiss. “Goodnight, sweetie. We’ll talk about this in the morning.”
I closed the door after she left, swallowing the throw up in my mouth after nervously tucking my hair behind my ear.
“You’re the worst liar, too.” Kai came out of the bathroom applying some of my floral lotion on his hands. I rolled my eyes.
“That was so embarrassing.” I sighed. “You know, I can’t – do it – with you if my whole family is downstairs and they know you’re here.” I blushed.
He raised his eyebrows, an amused smile on his face. “Do what, my sweetheart?” He laid on the bed, grabbing my journal from the nightstand.
“Hey, give me that, you jerk!” I lunged at him, attempting to grab my journal back. He opened it up to a random page and I almost cried. “Kai, I swear, I’ll kick you in the nuts.” I said, swinging my leg over his waist to grab the book.
“Jeez, girl, what’s so secretive? Loving relationships don’t have secrets.” He said and I stopped struggling, staring at him.
He stared back up at me, his eyes so pretty, a perfect nose. My whole body warmed up a good five degrees.
He threw my journal aside and grabbed my face, rolling me onto the bed as he gave my warm mouth a languid kiss. My breathing picked up the pace, his hands on my neck.
“Oh, god.” Kai said as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He pulled my sweater up my stomach, pulling away so I could sit up and let him take the damn thing off of me.
I tore off the black jacket he wore and pulled his black shirt up, finally feeling his warm skin. I blushed as he resumed to kiss my skin, sucking patterns on my chest and being gentle on my breasts.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He groaned, pulling at my jeans. I arched my back as he took them off.
He kissed my mouth again, his hand tangled in my hair. I pressed my body up to his, craving the warmth of his skin against mine.
“Look at you, baby. So ready for me to fuck you.” He almost groaned. I hoped that my grandparents had left and my parents couldn’t hear any of this.
“Kai-” I started and my mouth went wide when his palm pressed against the apex of my inner thighs. He giggled maniacally, pulling my underwear from me and spreading my legs.
I swallowed as took off his jeans as well.
“You’re so cute, you know. All horny and warm for me.” He kissed my mouth again. I couldn’t breathe as he took off his briefs, grinning at me.
“Kai.” He shushed me, his finger pressed against my lips. He stuck it in my mouth and I tasted the cinnamon. Maybe he had been eating the cupcakes I baked for him last weekend.
Suddenly, his penis was touching me and my breath hitched. He looked into my eyes, running his hand down my body all in concentration.
“Are you nervous?” He smiled very small, his face close to mine as he got into position. His other hand rested above my head, fist in the pink cotton of my bed sheets. I wrapped my arms up and around his neck.
“Yeah.” I responded, my voice weak and not mine as he ran the tip of his penis lightly against my wetness.
“So am I.” He admitted. “May I?” He asked and I almost rolled my eyes. I nodded. He pushed himself inside of me and we both let out breaths.
I felt the muscles on his back contract and release. He let his arms give out and he held my hips, his mouth pressed against the shell of my ear, which was on fire.
“Aw, fuck.” He mumbled quietly as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. “So-o good.” He swallowed thickly.
“Faster.” I blushed as I felt him smile against me. He pushed himself back up and thrusted his hips in rapidly. I let out a soft moan and covered my mouth, which did nothing because a second moan escaped my mouth and it was louder.
I almost screamed as he hit a certain place inside me that made a fire combust out of nowhere.
“Right there.” I let him know and almost floated off of the bed as he continued hitting the same place.
“Right there?” He grabbed my ass and lifted me up a little. I moved my hips against his like a mad woman. He almost couldn’t keep up as I strained to get myself off.
“Kai, Kai, Kai, K-ai-” I moaned and he kissed my open mouth, pulling me against him with his arm around my back, his cold rings making me arch it.
“Fuckin’ hell.” He buried his nose in my neck, his rapid breaths tickling me.
“I want to be on top.” I said quietly. He didn’t even blink before he rolled onto the bed. I sat on him, hiding my face in my hair as I pressed my hands against his chest and sprung myself up and down using the strength if my legs. He reached up to pull my hair back and grab my tits with his big, cold hands.
He watched me intently, little whimpers and moans coming from his open mouth. He met my movements, a drop of sweat falling from my nose to his lip. He licked it off and I closed my eyes.
“I’m – fuck – I’m coming.” I said quietly, my nails making red marks on his skin. I ran my hands up and on each side of his face, looking him in the eyes as he grabbed my hips and lifted himself up to fuck me harder.
I leaned over and let out a loud moan into my crochet pillow. He moaned under me, his mouth catching my breast. He licked my skin, helping me move against him.
We both stopped and I pulled away from my pillow, meshing my mouth with his wet one, hair in both of our sweating faces. I swallowed past the lump in my throat and my mouth opened to it’s full capacity.
He jerked up into me once more and I came as he did, his hips twitching. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, sighing shakily and getting off of him.
It took a while of laying on his arm there to get my breath in order. He pulled my bunny comforter over our bodies and played in my hair with his long fingers.
“You’re in love with me.” Kai said. I smiled a little, twisting his nipple lightly in between my fingers.
since nobody is writing about how camila is sooooooooo girlfriend material (and im so in love with her), here it is:
• it all started with you two being good friends, and as friends, you kept getting closer and closer
• when she found out that you were into girls she smiled so big for herself
• bc you were this cute girl that since she looked at you she wanted to get to know better
• at first you texted a lot, and everytime she saw something funny she sended it to you
• bc she knew it would make you laugh and that would make her really happy
• then you started hanging out everytime that she wasnt filming for riverdale, like in between takes you’d go to where she was and take her to grab lunch or something
• you tried getting spoilers from her but even tho she really trusted you already she couldnt tell anything
• but she loved how you got so frustrated bc you. needed. to. know.
• so she teased you a lil bit, saying things like ”this may or may not happen”
• HOW SHE ASKED YOU TO BE HER GIRLFRIENDbefore that everybody thought you were a couple anyway
• you were sick, like really sick, so she being the caring “friend” that she is showed up at your place w some soup, and why not flowers (something that she learnt from playing veronica)
• even tho you melted when you saw her with all of that, you didnt want her around because you were afraid shell get sick too
• but she didnt care, she sat right next to you on the couch and put some movie on netflix
• you were falling asleep with your head on her shoulder and she was looking at you, playing with your fingers
• she probably wanted to ask you to be his girlfriend “properly” like, with a long speech and give you maybe some chocolate or candy
• but while looking at you the words spilled from her mouth
• “hey do you wanna me like, my girlfriend?”
• both of you started laughing and oFC YOU SAID YES I MEAN
• so thats how you started dating
• thats when all the fun began hehehe jk
• her phone and yours would be filled with silly photos of you two
• you know that video of her cooking and laughing about it in her ig story? you’d have tons of them doing mostly everything
• like one day, she took your phone while you were showering bc she was bored and her phone didnt have any battery, and going through your camera roll she found this video you took from her while she was watching her favorite movie because you loved how her eyes lighted up whenever her favorite scene was on the screen and how loud she screamed when something “surprising” happened even tho she watched it thousands of times
• she would do the same, because you’d have that kind of relationship
• she comments on every single one of your pics, really short comments like “i love you” “im in love” “mOM” “gorgeous” “mine”
• her mom loves you, and likes to cook for you bc she seems so nice and lovely
• when she is mad over something really silly, she starts speaking portuguese and you just stare at her while she’s screaming walking around the room until she let it all out
• “i was doing it again?” “yup” “im sorry”
• but theres times where you two are cuddling facing eachother and she is putting your hair behind your ear while smiling and shed say “eu tenho tanta sorte“ or “você é tão bonita”
• you wouldnt get anything of what she said (and she probably wouldnt tell you) but youd smile so big because you knew it was something nice and when she speaks in another language is the cutest thing ever
• PDA !!!!! lots of pda
• but not the annoying type like sucking eachother faces in public, but holding hands, long hugs, cheek kisses, forehead kisses !!!
• at least twice a week you go out to eat or have a cute coffee date, talking bout life sitting infront of eachother, holding hands over the table
• she never fails to make you laugh, she’s always doing goofy things or trying to imitate someone (and failing) just to put a smile on your face
• its 2:34 AM, the lights are gone, the only source of light is coming from your computer screen and you two are dancing in the living room to some random spotify playlist
• you can go from steamy hot makeout session on the couch to sloppy slow kisses filled with love
• she sings to you whenever you ask her
• she is probably singing 24/7 GOD BLESS HER ANGELIC VOICE
• but if you’re having a rough time or you’re feeling sad, she sings to you in a low tone kinda whispering, while smiling sweetly
• i dont think she is the jealous type ? but if anyone is looking at you in a way that they shouldn’t she’d wrap an arm around your waist, not like in a “she’s mine back off” type of way, but in a sweet “i love her dont steal her from me” type of way im crying
• SHE. IS. A. TEASER. LIL. ****
• you tried cooking together, but you endend up getting too “distracted” and burning the whole thing
“lets order pizza” “but i dont want pizza” “what do you want?” “you”
• she appreciates you and loves you so much bc if she is dating you she is 100% focused on you so she wouldnt be the annoying cheesy type, but definitely cheesy
• when she is away filming or busy with her work she sends you selfies doing funny faces, or videos at set with the cast, or a pouty selfie with a “cant wait to get home :(” that makes you melt inside who wouldnt
• PET NAMES !!! she probably calls you “love/babe/gorgeous”
• and she is your little nugget, of course
• play nights at your place with her friends (and yours) happen a little too often, because is everything you love and need: wine, charades, friends, and eachother
• PLAYING CHARADES AND SHE BEING THE ONE TO GUESS WILL BE KINDA LIKE THIS: “oh oh oh i know that one!” “pETER PAN!” “no??? mmmm aLICE IN WONDERLAND!” “what, no?” “WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN BABE?!?!?” “no wAY IT WAS F HAPPY FEET”
• but it doesnt matter is you win or lose the game at the end of the night, bc she’d wrap her arms around you and say “i win, i have you”
• i love her so so so so much okay?????? it ends right here before i start crying she is the most precius lil bean bye
Author: @dumbass-stilinski Rating: NSFW 18+ Pairing: Stuart Twombly/Reader Words: 2,656 AN: A little birdie told me there’s going to be a couple of Stuart fics coming out in the next week….here’s one for ya. I love you guys, I hope you like!
Your boyfriend Stuart worked long hours a lot, and it could get pretty lonely. He loved his job, and you knew it he was good at it. He was incredibly smart, and he’d been chosen out of hundreds of applicants for the internship that got him started with Google, and you were so, so proud of him. You just missed him.
He texted you whenever he had a free moment, asking you about your day, and making plans with you for dinner, telling you stories about his co-workers, or jokes that made you laugh. But sometimes you wished he could stay in bed with you all day, putting those fingers to better use on your body, instead of on his phone or computer.
“But i'm not scheduled to skate in this”,that’s what Otabek said.
Yuri: Ok, listen up here! You didn’t have to do something complicated, ok? Otabek: *nods* Yuri: *put an arm around Otabek’s shoulders* All you have to do is lying against the inside of the rink, like a goddamn sexy motherfu- then I’m gonna join you, offering you in no flirting at all manner my gloved hands, you’re gonna strip them off, una with your hands and one with your teeth so I put my fingers in your mouth no homo, and then you’re gonna finger-bang me down. So! Are you in? Otabek: …FUCKING yes. Yuri: Sweet!
Summary: Dean didn’t think he could ever be jealous over someone who’s not his. He was wrong.
Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester (mentioned), OMC.
Word count: 2014
Warnings: Not much. Tiny bit of fluff, some angst and a whole lot of language (because we all know that Dean and the f-word go together). Jealous Dean, I guess?
Author’s Notes: This is my sumbission for @death2thevirgin “Cassie Classic Challenge”. Cassie, congratulations on your milestone and thank you for letting me participate. I loved working on this one.
Also, I’d like to thank my amazing twin @ravengirl94 for her insightful comment on part of the dialogue -which was really needed- and some general advices about the beginning. Twin, YOU’RE THE BEST!
Now. My prompt for this was “I wish I knew how to quit you” from Brokeback Mountain and is included in bold in the text below. (This is written entirely from Dean’s POV)
The tiny bar was
crowded, filled with smoke and hundreds of conversations narrated in loud
voices, brightened only by some old bar lights. Rock music blasted through the
jukebox and people around Dean laughed and danced and talked in an annoying
And he… Well. He
absolutely hated it because there was
nothing to be cheerful about.
Swirling the amber
liquid in his glass, he let the alcohol burn down his throat, eyes focused on
the fascinating girl that was sitting a few tables away from him.
She was beautiful
in that old Bad Company T-shirt that had once been his, head thrown back
and eyes twinkling as she laughed at something the blue-eyed man next to her
had said. She looked happy and engaged in a conversation with a man that wasn’t
him and he knew, no matter how much it pained him to admit it, that she wouldn’t
be heading back to their table anytime soon.
And part of him
realized that it shouldn’t bother him.
He realized that he had no right to be jealous and that Y/N was free to do as
she pleased but the sight of her so close to another man, laughing at his
stupid jokes and looking at him like he was the moon and the stars hurt him. Because only minutes earlier she
had been chuckling at his antics, arm
brushing up against his and bright, wide smile playing at the corners of her
lips ever every time she caught him staring.
And he wasn’t
being possessive. Or, at least, not entirely. Surely, he hated the idea of someone else putting their hands on Y/N, abhorred
the mere possibility of that asshole kissing her, tracing soft skin and curves
with his fingers, doing all the things Dean wished he could but knew he’d be never able to.
And yet, he was
aware that she wasn’t his to begin