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Game | Harry Hook x Reader

Originally posted by ehdsisjado

Summary: It was a game between you and Harry. See who could make the other break first. And you were determined to win.

Warnings: Smutty goodness

Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at smut so let me know if you like it!


You pushed Harry up against the alley wall, nipping at his bottom lip as his hands trailed up and down your back. Just when he started to reach for the button on your pants, you pulled away from him, smirking when his hands tried to follow you.

“Sounds like Uma’s calling me. Better run.” You gave him a sarcastic pout and turned to walk away. He grabbed your hand, spinning you back around to face him. “Sweetheart, you can’t leave me like this again.” He gritted out. You looked him up and down, feeling a sense of pride when you saw the tent in his pants.

“Sweetheart, I can and I will.” You mocked, pulling your arm away from him and hurrying back to the Lost Revenge, laughing as you heard Harry swearing at you. 


Uma had you and Harry together training some new recruits. The sun was blistering hot overhead and Harry was training some new girl who wasn’t even paying attention to what he was saying but to his abs instead. It pissed you off. Oh well, she’ll wish she had paid attention when she ‘accidentally’ gets stabbed.

Angrily, you turned your attention back to the guy you were training. “If your opponent strikes first, turn the sword to catch theirs and while they’re pulling their sword back, you can apply a swift kick to either their shin or groin.” You kicked out for emphasis. “But if you strike first, be sure to-” 

“Hey!” You heard Harry bark, stomping his way over to you two. You took a step backwards when Harry grabbed your recruit’s collar, practically holding him in the air. “If you wanna be part of the crew, I would recommend actually listening instead of staring at my (Y/N)’s ass.” Harry growled. 

“Got it?” Harry questioned. Once he deemed the guy was sorry enough, Harry promptly dropped him and grabbed your wrist. “Everybody pair up and duel it out. We’ll be back.” Harry announced, hurriedly pulling you below deck. You grinned victoriously. It wasn’t often you got Harry this riled up.

You nearly stumbled as Harry pushed you into the broom closet, slamming the door behind you. Immediately, he pushed you up against the wall, nipping at your neck, his hands on your shoulders. You grasped at his wrists, already panting.

“You remember earlier? When you just pranced away, laughing?” Harry sucked even harder on your neck. You tried to hold back your moans and whimpers. It would be bad if Uma found out her first mate and loyal crew member left in the middle of training to go fuck in a closet.

“Leaving me worked up in the alley way.” Harry continued, starting to make another hickey on the base of your neck. “You’re gonna regret it.” Harry growled. You screamed as Harry bit down on your neck. So much for being quiet.

“I’m gonna make you scream my name.” Harry grinned maniacally and used his hook, ripping your shirt from your frame. “Then what are you waiting for?” You murmured with a sly smile. His eyes darkened, his grin replaced by a look of pure determination. It excited you.

“If you like those clothes, I recommend you get them off. Now.” Harry growled, undoing his belt. You gulped slightly nervous at his rough voice. You quickly shimmied out of your jeans and tugged your panties down as well. You unclasped your bra and let it fall to the floor.

You looked up at Harry suddenly feeling like a mouse in a box with a cat. He stared at you hungrily. “Come and get it, big boy.” You taunted. Before you could close your mouth, Harry was on top of you, kissing you hard, sliding his hands down to your butt. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

Harry ran his tongue across your bottom lip, demanding entrance which you refused to give him. Suddenly, his hands dipped down low and grabbed your butt hard. You let out a small squeak and his tongue dived into your mouth, quickly finding yours. You rubbed your thighs together to get more friction, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Harry.

“Jump.” Harry mumbled against your lips. You lifted one leg and hooked it around Harry’s waist and jumped. You hooked your other leg around him as he gripped your thighs, holding you up.

You set to work on leaving a hickey on his neck while one of his hands made its way down to your slit. You let out a loud moan as he rubbed his thumb over your clit, simultaneously sticking two fingers inside of you.

“Goddammit, Harry! Pick up the pace!” You hissed, getting frustrated. “Trust me, darlin’. You’ll be begging me to slow down in a minute.” He promised, removing his fingers and replacing it with the head of his cock.

Your head fell limp against his shoulder as he pushed in. You let out a groan as Harry bottomed out, his pubes brushing against your clip. You gripped at his biceps. He was physically shaking as he waited for you to adjust.

Your gazes met, his eyes with love and lust. “Go.” You ordered. Harry smirked, pulling out and stopping, just his tip inside of you. “Harry, I swear to God-” You let out a small scream as Harry thrust inside of you again, your threat falling flat.

It had been way too long since you had gotten to do this. You let out a groan as Harry began kneading your left breast, attaching his mouth to your right. You tangled your hands in his hair, tugging lightly. The knot in your gut started tightening. 

“Harry…“ You whimpered. “I’m-” “I know.” He nodded. His thrusts became less controlled. He stuck his hand in between your legs again, rubbing at your clit. You jerked and spasmed, getting so close… Harry stopped.

“Please!” You whined, trying to rub yourself against his fingers. “Who do you belong to?” Harry murmured in your ear. “You!” You screamed as Harry started moving his fingers even faster. 

“Harry!” You yelled, the knot in your gut snapping. You threw your head back, panting as Harry pulled out. “Ah, (Y/N)!” Harry yelled. You flinched slightly as Harry released himself on your stomach. You put your hands on Harry’s shoulders, massaging them lightly as Harry loosened his grip on your thighs. Damn you were gonna be sore in the morning.

Harry carefully set you down and handed you a rag to clean yourself. You finished and tossed the rag on the ground. You stood on your tiptoes, pressing your lips to his. “Love you.” You mumbled against his lips. “I know.” 

It was quiet as you both gathered your clothes. You held up your ripped shirt. “What am I supposed to do about this?” You questioned. “That sounds like a you problem.” Harry smirked.

“Ok then.” You shrugged. “I’ll just go back up in just my bra, so everybody can stare…” You trailed off, smirking as Harry’s jaw tightened. “Hold still.” Harry ordered, walking out of the closet.

After a minute or two, Harry popped his head in the door. “Here.” Harry tossed you his white tank top he as wearing before you started training. You quickly pulled it on over your head and met Harry out in the hallway.

“I think we can both agree. I made you break this time.” You grinned gleefully. Harry scoffed. “Please. I had you screaming for me. Please, Harry. Please.” Harry mocked. “Shut up!” You pushed him gently, laughing. “You didn’t win.” He declared, crossing his arms.

“You brought this upon yourself then.” You said with an innocent smile. “Wha-” You cut him off by pushing him up against the wall, lips brushing up against his. “Don’t start anything you can’t finish.” You pulled away, making Harry growl in frustration.

“Don’t hate the player, hate the game!” You called over your shoulder with a smug smirk. “Fuck you!” Harry groaned. “That’s your job!”

Toxic (One Shot)

A/N: Happy Bisexual Pride Day, guys! I’m super sorry for the lateness of this hehe. I’m going to post a fic for each individual day this month, starting with this one and I’m excited as heck. :D I hope you guys like it! *throws glitter into air*. 🌈 ❤️ (The fic was inspired by this song, by the way ;)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: M/F/F. Bisexual!Reader. Sex (Obviously lol). Daddy kink. Natasha is the perfect mistress! Bucky is the ultimate daddy ;) Threesomes. There’s a sex gif as well so beware lol. 

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Dinner

credit to original owner for gif

Genre: pure smut

Words: 2,115

summary: you looked like a full course meal – and jeon sure as hell was starving


Smiling, you looked into the mirror and admired your reflection. Your black body con dress hugged you in all the right ways and your heels gave you that extra height that you’ve always wanted, despite still being shorter than your boyfriend. Tying a diamond choker around your neck, you applied a generous amount of makeup: subtle smoky eyes, mascara, lipstick, and a dash of brown eyeliner. You looked more than beautiful, instead of going for a cute look, you unknowingly went for sexy and stunning. You weren’t ever sure if the person staring back at in the mirror was really you. Tonight, you were going out to a private celebratory dinner with the boys as a congratulations for their Billboards award. By private, you meant only the boys and you. 7 boys and 1 girl, what could possibly go wrong?

Glancing at the clock, you remembered that the boys were waiting for you downstairs. You were currently at your home, but they decided that they should go all together since it’s more convenient. You were just thankful that you didn’t have to drive and use up your gas. Checking your appearance once more, you tucked a small strand of hair out of your face, smoothed the nonexistent wrinkles on your dress, and headed down the stairs. Upon your beauteous descendant, the sound of cameras going off instantly caught your attention.

“This is going to be my new background.” V unintentionally spoke aloud.

“You know… Jungkook is to your left, right?” Jimin whispered in his ear, trying to warn him.

Eyes widening, V’s body turned stiff as his head slowly turned to face Jungkook, wincing as his eyes fell upon his cold gaze. 

“I was joking!” V tried defending himself, but it was too late.

Jungkook was possessive of you, everyone knew that. If someone were messing with you and Jungkook felt as though you were threatened, he would rush to your aid. There was a time when he almost punched Jimin because he playfully hit you, but Junkook thought it was much more. Knowing this, the boys were very cautious when Jungkook was around, but once he left, they were free to mess around with you as much as they wanted. You loved being around them, despite Jungkook being like a second mother to you. They were all so caring and fun to be around, so you enjoyed every second with them and of course, Jungkook was right besides you. He wasn’t one of those clingy boyfriends, just the ones that tend to look out for you, even when it’s unnecessary. According to him “A king should always be protective over his queen. Without a queen, there is no king.” He was a good boyfriend and you made sure he knew that by flattering him everyday. 

“Oh god, Jungkook…” You began.

“What’s wrong? Is he bothering yo-”

“You look so damn good in that suit.” you praised, smirking as you checked him out from head to toe. “All of you look very handsome tonight.”

“I think I should leave you at home.” Jungkook glared as he proposed, watching your eyes trail all over his members.

Instantly refuting, you laughed as you wrapped your arms around Jungkook, leaning in to give him a kiss, completely forgetting that you two were not the only ones in the room.

“I think we should leave both of you at home.” Namjoon scoffed, interrupting ‘the moment’.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Jin said, looking at Namjoon and shaking his head.

“Let’s go already. I’m hungry.” Yoongi whined as he pouted.

Agreeing with his complaint, you all filed out the door and transferred into the car. The car ride to the extravagant restaurant was filled with off key singing and imitations of one another.

“You guys remember how Namjoon danced during Blood Sweat and Tears, right?” V mentioned, bursting into laughter as Namjoon’s cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

“I did the same choreography you guys did!” Namjoon defended.

“No, you didn’t.” All the members said in unison, causing Namjoon to sulk in his chair.

“Leave him alone, you dorks. I believe he did just fine!” you spoke up.

“Did you just call us a dork?” Hoseok playfully questioned, “You’re the youngest one here!” 

The seven men erupted in fits of laughter upon hearing this fact. It was true, you were younger, but only by a month. Jungkook was older by a month and yet although he dislikes the word ‘oppa’, he loved the way the syllable rolled off your tongue. The members would tease him about it, but he paid them no mind, only ever keeping his attention on you and only you. Once you had arrived, you all walked into the table out by on the balcony. This was your favorite kind of spot, so they made sure to book the entire area. The horizon was plastered with lovely strokes of blue and black, the moonlight contrasting your simple yet astounding makeup. But there was a problem. The servers had miscounted the chairs and you were the only one without a seat. 

“Excuse me!”, Jin called out, “We reserved a table for 8, not 7.”

The waiter’s expression instantly became apologetic as he spoke, “I’m so sorry, but we’re completely booked tonight. We don’t have any more chairs to spare.”

“That’s not our fault, you -” 

“It’s okay!” you chirped, “I’m sure we can figure something out.” 

Bowing as an apology, the waiter quickly walked away, flooding the scene.

“Do they want to see my wrath? How could they miscount?” Jin scolded.

You shook your head, slightly laughing at Jin’s remarks as you crossed your arms. “Seriously, it’s oka-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Jungkook pulled you on top of his lap and wrapped his arms around the waist. The men at the table instantly praised him for his manliness while your cheeks instantly heated up.

“Jungkook! This isn’t necessary, come o-”

“Babe, it’s fine.” Jungkook interrupted, preventing any further discussion. 

Clearly defeated, you sighed and continues to sit on his lap. Momentarily after ordering, you reached over to grab your glass of water. Upon doing so, you just so happened to roughly brush your ass on his crotch, causing him to choke on his steak.

“You better not be doing that on purpose.” Jungkook warned, releasing a low growl in your ear which sent chills down your spine.

“That was an accident.” you said before returning to drinking your water.

At first, it was unintentional, but you loved the way Jungkook got aroused. He was always teasing you in bed, so it’s not unfair to do it back, now is it? Dropping your napkin on purpose, you bent over the table to reach for it, going painfully slow as you rubbed against him. He choked back a loud moan as he gripped your thigh. 

“So that’s how you want to play, huh?” You didn’t have to look back to know that he was smirking.

You pretended to not hear him as you continued to binge on the side dishes, but the moment you felt his hands slithering under the thin fabric of your dress, you knew the night was going to be agonizingly long. Acting as if his actions had not phased you, you began to talk to Yoongi about his music.

“Is it safe to suspect a second mixtape being released soon?” you playfully asked him, putting your hand over Jungkook’s as you attempted to stop his hands from sliding into your panties. But it was too late.

Softly, yet roughly, playing with your clit, you harshly swallowed a sound of pleasure as you gripped onto his wrists, unable to stop his movements.

“I would believe so. I’m working on a new track with Jimin and it’s going very well.” Yoong said,  praising the younger one in which Jimin smiled shyly in response. 


As the men talked amongst themselves, Jungkook took this as an opportunity to slip two fingers in between your wet folds. Eyes widening, you nearly hit the table in shock. Luckily for the both of you, you were seated at the edge of the table. Not only that, the table cloth covered his hands under your dress and Jungkook’s tailored black suit prevented anyone from seeing his movements.

“Don’t you think this is a little too far?” you said, speaking loud enough for only Jungkook to hear.

“I don’t know what you mean.” He feigned innocence as he began leaving butterfly kisses down your back.

Curling his fingers, you bit your lip painfully hard as you clenched the table. Picking up the pace, his fingers pumped in and out of you, your wetness drenching his fingers whole. When your walls began to clench around his digits, he smirked and pulled his fingers out, causing you to release a small whine as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Lift your ass up a bit.” Jungkook softly demanded.

Obeying his orders, you heard the sound of his dressed pants slowly unzipping. Oozing with wetness, you could only think of the pleasure that was bound to follow.Two hand on your waist lowering you down, you gently grasped his erection between your hands, placing it at your entrance. Without any warning, Jungkook shoved you down on him, causing you to accidentally release a loud moan as he shut his eyes in pleasure and rested his head on your back, unable to look his members due to embarrassment.

“Are you okay?” Jin asked, concern washing over his defined features.

You profusely shook your head, “I bit my tongue really hard.” 

Laughing at your silliness, they continued carrying on with their conversation, completely oblivious about the scene that was playing right before they very own eyes. 

“You got to be quiet, baby. We don’t want them to find out, now do we?” Jungkook whispered into your ears as he played with your clit.

“N-No.” you whispered.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you.” Jungkook teased, clearly enjoying how you were so sexually frustrated.

“No.” you repeated more confidently, earning a sexy chuckle from him.

Slowly moving up and down, you had created enough friction to satisfy the both of you. With your hands over Jungkook’s, he continuously fondled you as he thrusted in and out. It was nearly impossible to be ‘quiet’ seeing as to how his thrusts were small, yet so powerful. His penetration had you completely filled, every movement was pure bliss. The night was ending and everyone was exhausted, clearly bloated from all they had eaten. Splitting the check evenly, the men started to rise from their seats, causing you both to halt your little performance. 

“You guys go first, I need to talk to her privately.” Jungkook said with respect, despite being balls deep in your pussy. 

Unaware of the situation, they quietly left you guys alone while closing the door as well as the balcony curtains. Conveniently enough, you sighed in relief which only lasted momentarily before Jungkook pulled out quickly as he stood up from his chair, bending you over the table. 

“You’ve been quite naughty tonight, haven’t you?” Jungkook said, rubbing his dick inbetween your folds, but refusing to put it in.

“Yes.”

“You need to be punished.”

“Please, punish me.” You begged as you put both hands on your ass, giving him a better view of your exposed body. 

Without a second thought, he thrusted into you, causing you to moan. You could be as loud as you want since everybody had left and the music was being blasted in the main room. No security cameras. No waiters. Nothing. Nothing but you and Jungkook.

Grasping your boob with one hand and the other gently on your throat, Jungkook’s thrust became more and more deep which means that your moans became louder, completely filling the air of the still night. Clenching around him, he gave you one last hard penetration as you both came simultaneously. Fortunately, you were on birth control which Jungkook highly appreciated. Standing up, you sat on the table as you faced him.

“I meant to say it earlier, but you looked amazing tonight.” Jungkook said with a cheeky smile.

“So did you.” you retorted, “but I wish I had eaten more. The food was pretty good.”

Sliding a single digit between your folds, he brought his finger up to lips, seductively licking them clean.

“I’m pretty full.” 

Control Me

Word count: 1,479

Warning: smut, dom!Sam, teasing, masturbating (male)

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @dadd11e for your request! Sorry it took so long!

Sam thinks the reader has feelings for Dean but finds out that they are actually for him. Leads to rough sex and them getting together.

Originally posted by samgirlsclub

Sam’s POV

My eyes followed the sway of Y/N’s hips as she danced over to Dean who was making breakfast. My veins boiled with the jealousy pumping through me as Y/N leant over Dean and giggled at whatever he was saying. As she bent forward the long shirt she was wearing (either Dean’s or mine) rode up to reveal her blue panties. She was obviously trying to show off to Dean as she always did, as she had been doing for the past 5 years she had spent with us, and again all she seemed to be succeeding in was getting me riled up. I eventually gave up trying to keep myself under control and pushed away from the table roughly, storming angrily out of the room.

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Easy Peasy

Brief Summary: Tony Stark catches you watching Magic Mike and decides to give you a little show himself. 

Words:  3,108

Warnings: Smut and Fluff? Kinda if you squint. 

Pairing: Tony Stark X Female!Reader


Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

A gasp escaped your lips, your eyes glued to the TV. A blush spreading across your cheeks as you watched the sexy scene play out before you. Of course, you had to be watching Magic Mike. Natasha had told you it was a great movie but shouldn’t watch it around Tony.Tony your boyfriend of nearly two years, who constantly has you involved in things you shouldn’t be involved in. Like the Avengers, and all of SHIELDS business. No secrets right? And through it all the raid on New York, the Winter Soldier mishap, and even Ultron (Who makes a murder bot anyway?) you two have stayed together and stayed happy.

Another hot scene had you fanning yourself as you sat on the couch, in the living room you and Tony shared on his floor. You almost felt like sliding your hand into your (F/C) PJs pants and pleasuring yourself since Tony was still in the lab. But somehow you managed to hold out a little long. The beat of the music coming from the TV and the way the strippers moved their bodies was such a turn on. And you could feel that warm heat pooling between your thighs as you shifted.

Just as you were about to give up and pleasure yourself, your boyfriend walks in the door with a thing of roses. But you can’t pull your eyes away from the TV.Tony, of course, notices this, normally you’d jump up and embrace him. This time you didn’t and he was a bit jealous. He set the roses down and walked over to see what you were watching. As soon as he saw Magic Mike playing he starred at you, shocked. You were never the type of girl to do this or watch such things. That’s what he was for, making his own mini (not- abusive, and kinda sweet) version of fifty shades of gray. Awakening your inner goddess, and well he loved doing it. Without a second thought, he stood in front of the TV, hands firmly placed on his hips.

“What do you think you are doing (Name)?” He huffed, clearly unpleased. Why would you want to watch a bunch of fake strippers instead of being with your boyfriend? Which of course meant hot sex.

“Tony.” You whined, leaning forward to push him out of the way of the TV. You didn’t care what you were doing, the way they moved their hips was mesmerizing. Even the sexiness that was Tony couldn’t compete with this.

He was a little hurt as she pushed him out of the way, did she really want the movie more than him? He was never the jealous type until you came along. He never wanted to share you and now that’s basically what it felt like he was doing. Moving back in front of the TV he glared at her.

“I’m here you know, I took off from the lab early just to see you. I went and got you roses too, to say I’m sorry for all the time in the lab. And now, now you’re choosing some movie over me? Your boyfriend?” His voice was laced with poison and honey. “This fake movie, with fake strippers. That’s not even what real strip clubs look like! Let alone the strippers! How can you even like that?” You glared at him a moment, but you felt a little bad. Tony did get off early for you, and the flowers. Hell, he even stopped watching porn for you, unless it was with you. 

“Tony it’s just a movie. And I just wanna finish it. That’s all.” But it was clear it was much more than that.He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his Arc Rector.

“Those dance moves aren’t even hard you know. Even Steve could do them.” You chuckled softly knowing you wouldn’t get to finish it tonight.

“Steve? Well yeah, probably he’s super buff and super flexible. He wouldn’t have trouble doing it.”

“Clint could too.” He huffed before glancing across the room. Clearly, he was jealous, and probably mad at the fact he put Steve striping into your head.

“Of course Clint could. Have you seen the way he trains with Nat? Or his arm strength.” You hum looking over your lover, finally seeing the jealousy in him.

“I could too.” He muttered under his breath, hoping you didn’t hear it. He knew he wasn’t as flexible as Steve or as strong. And Clint was a close second, but they couldn’t be that hard right?

A laugh rolled off your lips at that. “No, Tony, you couldn’t.” You didn’t mean it in a bad way, but you knew his body. He once even pulled a leg muscle from a position you guys were trying. He couldn’t do half, if any, of the dances they do in Magic Mike. Not that it bothered you, he was great at other things.

“I so could,” he glanced at the TV before nodding “Easy Peasy.” You, of course, raised your eyebrow to this. The idea of him moving his hips in such sinful ways just for you.Well, that got you wet, and now he had your full attention. Even though you knew he wouldn’t do it, it was a hot thought. You stood up moving to go turn off the movie before you felt his arms round your waist, stopping you.“I don’t think so (Name)” He growled seductively, pressing his hips against you roughly. He was easily semi hard and very protective at the moment.You let out a small groan, feeling his body against yours. You were so sensitive from trying to sit through that movie, you forgot about your own desire. 

“Tony I just wanna turn off the movie.”

“No.” He growled again but it was rough, more like a command. A smirk forming on his lips as he stood you up properly and ran his hand up your chest before down to cup your crotch. You back firmly pressed against his chest.You let out a loud gasp, clearly able to feel his fingers through the thin material of your (F/C) Pj bottoms. 

“Tony..” You whisper softly, your hips slightly swaying into his.That earned a small hiss from him, you knew those sexy hip-hugging pants weren’t helping his erection. Even though he tried to keep you still, you turned in his arms and kissed him. Once your lips were on his he lost it, his hands desperately roaming your body trying to pull you closer. Your hands slid down his chest going straight for the button on his pants. He grabbed your hands with a smirk on his lips, which were currently pressed against your neck.

“Baby, I’m hot just like an oven..” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You made this playboy get that hot? “I need some lovin’,” He whispered after a few seconds.He was not doing what you thought he was. You pulled back and looked at him to see if he was really serious about this. “And Baby, I can’t hold it much longer, It’s getting stronger and stronger.” He hummed out softly, oh he was so going to ass an ass cause of the movie. “And when I get that feeling, I want sexual healing, sexual healing.” He sang softly before lightly rolling his hips into yours.You let out a soft moan before chuckling softly. 

“Tony stop playing around and let me have you.” You huffed softly before he ran his hands over your hips.

“JARVIS, play my track.” He spoke to the ceiling before setting you softly on the couch. As sure as you were sitting there Marvin Gaye; Sexual Healing started playing. 

You chuckled quite loudly looking up at Tony with an amused look.“What now Tony? You gonna dance for me?” You teased before rolling your eyes. You honestly knew he wouldn’t ever do anything to make a fool of himself. It wasn’t who he was, and well you kinda wished he would be silly to you.

“I am, actually. Easy Peasy.” He smirked before swaying his hips softly to the beat. He took his white blazer in his hands softly sliding it off his shoulders before flipping it back on. “Just enjoy.” He purred before sliding his hands down, hooking his thumbs on the belt loops of his jeans. Circling his hips to the beat of the music, a small hip thrust between each circle.You could feel your cheeks heating up, you honestly couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Tony, The Tony Stark, giving you a private strip show. 

You fidgeted on the couch, unable to sit still. You looked at him, clearly undressing him as he went on.Your looks only encouraged him more, cause as nervous as he was, he knew you would enjoy this. He finally shimmed his blazer off, tugging on his shirt before lifting it up a little. You obviously couldn’t help yourself as you let out a little cheer for him. That made his cheeks go pink, slowly pulling his shirt off and throwing it to you.

“Woooh! Take it off!” You cheered your boyfriend on, no matter how embarrassed you clearly were. Tony smiled widely before sliding his hands over his hips, slowly popping the button on his jeans. His eyes would slowly crawl over your body, oh how he wanted to quit this stupid show and take you. But he wouldn’t he needed to prove no one is better than him, besides you of course.You felt like you would start drooling any moment. You bit your lip trying to hold back a moan, as you watched him palm at himself through his jeans. His head tipping back with a moan of your name rolling off your lips. You stood up walking over to him, leaning in and kissing him roughly. You didn’t wanna play this game anymore, you wanted him now!He chuckled and interlocked your fingers with his before pulling away from the kiss. 

“No Touching (Name), or you won’t get any tonight.” He whispered huskily in your ear. You were trembling, just wanting his hands all over your body. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he once again sat you on that dreaded couch. You wanted to protest but he wouldn’t have any of it. But instead of stepping back to the spot he was in, he kicked your legs apart softly standing between them. His hands caressing your face before running into your hair as his circle and thrust his hips so close to you.

Shaky hands slide up his thighs, you were wondering if he would stop you but he didn’t. You trailed your fingers over the top of his somewhat exposed boxers before slowly pulling the zipper down. But as soon as you were going to touch him, he pulled away and stepped back into his spot slowly working his pants off his hips. His hands tugging on his boxers before pulling them back up.You cursed under your breath, he was really drawing this out. 

“Tony, please..” You whined softly before he smirks, his eyes dark and full of lust.

“Please, what Sweet Cheeks~” He purred his hand rubbing himself softly through his boxers, keeping direct eye contact with you the whole time. He knew what you wanted, he wanted it as well.

“Get over here and let me have you!” You begged softly, hating the fact that he was working you up so much. But the need in your voice clearly affected him, he couldn’t think straight any longer.

“Come here Kitten~” He purred holding out his hands to you, you jumped up before even taking his hands. A chuckle passed through his part lips before he kissed you roughly, backing you up into the wall. His hips firmly pressed into yours, causing you to gasp loudly into the kiss. Giving him time to slip his tongue in, slowly twirling around yours.God, he had such a talented tongue, and hands which were currently pushing your PJs bottoms off your hips. 

“Mmm,” He moaned into your mouth, his fingertips stroking along your silk laced panties. Okay, maybe you were going to surprise him when he finally got home. In your defense, you haven’t had sex in about a month and you so wanted him to want you.“You got new panties? Just for me (Name)?” He smirks breaking the kiss before his hands slid your shirt up and over your head. “Mmm, I like it.” His dark eyes, frighten and excited you all at once. You have never seen him like this before, but you loved it. His kissed down your chest, his hands resting in the small of your back pulling you closer to his lips as he got onto his knees.You gasp running your fingers through his short hair as his tongue traveling along the top of your silk panties. 

“T-tony.” You moaned softly, tugging on his hair lightly. He growled seductively before easily sliding your panties over to push a finger into you, a soft groan coming from him.

“My god (Name) you are so wet.” He panted softly, pumping his finger in and out of your quickly. Your breath caught in your throat as your head tipped back against the wall. Legs trembling turning to jello as your boyfriend worked on you.Soon even he couldn’t hold back at he pulled his finger out licking it off slowly. “Always so tasty.” He bites his lip as he slides your panties down your legs, god your legs were such a turn on to him. You still had your head back against the wall, eyes closed and whimper for more. You expected to feel his hands lifting on thigh over his shoulder and his tongue on your clit. But instead, he surprised you with removing his boxers and quickly standing putting your leg around his hip as he rammed into you. 

Both your mouths flying open, moaning loudly. He knew he wouldn’t be lasting long, not after drawing it out so long. But to make sure you would finish with him, he slides his hand to roughly rub at your clit to the rhythm of his thrusts.Moan after moan slipped out of your mouth and into his ear as your nails dragged up and down his back. Leaving scratches and red marks with every swipe, which caused his hips to thrust harder. Reaching over to the small end table beside you for balance, you both quickly knocked it over. The rough thrust he was giving you easily vibrated the wall knocking over quite a few pictures.But neither of you cared, you could always clean later, right now you two danced on the edge of release. His thrust easily got sloppy and you could feel that familiar coil in your lower stomach heating up. 

“Tony, god! Ah! TONY!” You cried out as he finally pounded against that sweet spot inside you. Your legs were shaking violently, instead of giving you the chance to catch your balance he scooped up your other leg wrapping it around his waist.Sometimes you forgot how strong your boyfriend really was, he could easily lift you and throw you about, despite your weight. Intertwining your fingers into his hair once more, you yanked him into a rough kiss. Tongues battling for dominance as he roughly gave a few more thrusts into you. Your muscles clenching and tightening around him, letting out a cry of pure pleasure as he took you to heaven and back. 

With a few rougher, sloppy thrust he was seeing stars behind his closed eyes lids, groaning out your name. You both worked your hips lazily through your orgasms before panting roughly. Tony head buried in your neck, your head tipped back against the wall. Your chest rapidly pounding against each other, sweat covering every inch of your bodies.Despite his legs feeling as if they would give out any second he slowly carried you into the bedroom, careful to avoid the mess you both made. He laid you down on the bed, crawling in beside you still panting.

“You tell… anyone. I did that… our sex tape.. will go viral..” He panted softly, curling his body into yours. All you could do is nod as you were breathless. You smiled at him before chuckling softly. “What’s so. funny?” He looked at your curiously, unsure why you were chuckling.

“You were better than the strippers on that movie, and I want another show.” You managed to say all in one breath before your cheeks heated up. He smirks softly and kisses her quickly. His arms snaking around your body, pulling you to lay on him. You happily put your head on his chest, fingers softly touching the corners of his Arc Reactor.

“I want a show too.” He whispered before closing his eyes, running a hand through your wet hair softly. All you did was a nod and slowly drift off on his chest.


~The Next Morning~

Steve and Natasha had begun to worry when Bruce told them Tony hasn’t been in the lab all morning. And the fact that you weren’t bopping around the tower with your cheery attitude. They didn’t know what could have happened, but Bruce remembered hearing a lot of crashes last night. Clearly thinking the worst they rushed up to Tony floor.

Once they saw the mess everywhere, they were afraid something had really happened. Steve rushed to look around before stopping in the doorway of the bedroom, his cheeks going flush. Natasha and Bruce ran to his side before Tony smirked at them and put his finger to his lips.You were still curled up on his chest with a thin blanket draped over both of your guys lower halves. But the part of your chest that wasn’t pressed tight against Tony’s side was in clear view of the other three Avengers.

Natasha chuckled softly before taking both of the blushing boys back to the elevator. “What the hell did they do to their apartment last night..” Steve mumbled before Bruce leaned over and whispered into his ear as his face paled. Natasha kept a smirk on her face, oh she was going to tease you forever now.





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He needs her more than anything else; he needs to be close, to be touched and held. He needs nails grazing his skin and teeth along his shoulders. Because he feels a little less like a machine, and a little more like a person when he’s with her.

Illuminate series, Pt. I, Pt. II
Pairing: Shawn Mendes x female character 
Rating: Explicit
Words: 1898


They tumble through the hotel room door, his palm swiftly pushing it shut behind their entangled bodies. Her hands wander up his chest and her arms find their way around his neck, a magnetic force drawing her to him. Their lips detach from one another’s during brief moments when both of them push their jackets off their shoulders and remove their shoes in a hurry. He pulls her shirt over her head and her fingers work fast to unbutton his and removes it from his body while his hands move to cup her bottom.

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The King (Final)(NSFW)

Originally posted by red-hoocl

The King Chapter 1

T’Challa x Reader

Warnings: smut, fluff

A/N: Just a reminder the T’Challa Tuesday Headcanon Contest is going on. I’m actually kind of disappointed at the lack of entries right now. Also, yes this is the last chapter of The King! Hope you guys enjoy it! My next series will be a Sam Wilson x Reader series. I’m hoping to have the first chapter up tomorrow.


“Your highness.” You sung as you slipped into his at-home office, which was of course next door to his bedroom, closing the door softly behind you.

“My love.” He replied, smiling at you.

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Netflix - Smut

Originally posted by alfatwolf

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 2,997
Request: Can you plz do a imagine where Stiles and the reader have a Netflix and chill date? Oh, and smut if you would like to add it. -bye I love your writing! ❤ 
AN: Sorry this took so long! I’ve been distracted lately. Also I didn’t edit this very well so excuse my mistakes. xoxoxox Thanks to @toppunks for looking at this for me.


Kira slammed her locker door, raising an eyebrow at you. “You’re not coming to the party?”

You shook your head, your arms tightening around the books you were holding. “Nah. I’m not in the party mood.”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that Stiles isn’t going either, would it?” Lydia asked from beside you, a knowing look on her pretty face.

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “No. What Stiles Stilinski chooses to do does not dictate my every decision.”

“You could have fooled me.” Malia deadpanned.

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Wake Up Call // Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: Just something I wrote very quickly this morning. I hope you enjoy!


Spencer groaned as he felt pressure against his hips that morning. He was asleep, or at least had been until a pair of legs decided to straddle him. He groaned in discontent at being torn from his dreamless sleep and opened one eye, unsurprised when he saw your smiling face hovering above him.

“Y/N, it’s Sunday,” he groaned as he closed his eye once more and returned to the darkness behind his eyelids. He was unnaturally tired and desperately wanted to rest more. “This is my last day to sleep in before I have to go back to work.”

“It’s already noon, Spence,” you laughed as you pried an eye open with your fingers. He groaned again and lightly pulled your hand away, wrapping his own hand around yours. He gave it a light loving pat that caused you to grin, knowing that he was trying to get rid of you at the moment.

“Don’t lie to me,” he replied knowingly. You had a habit of telling him it was later than it was just to get him out of bed earlier. He was always slightly irritated when he figured it out, but that was quickly washed away when he realized it was just you wanting to spend more time with him. He found it sweet altogether.

“I’m not lying,” you whispered as you leaned over him, your lips pressed to his ear. “I swear on everything I love, on you and on puppies, that it is already noon.”

Spencer suspiciously opened an eye to look at you, your own eyes looking back at him and shining with amusement.

“You swear on puppies?” he asked.

“Yes. All puppies big and small,” you replied with a smile.

“You’re really serious then,” he yawned. His arms stretched above him as he finally forced himself awake before his hands landed on your hips.

“We should go get some lunch then, now that you’re awake,” you suggested cheerily once Spencer had fully opened his eyes. You tried to roll off of him only to find it impossible as he held your hips down in place. Your eyes widened as you felt something beneath you that definitely wasn’t there before.

“I don’t think I’m quite awake yet,” he replied cheekily as his hips gave a small thrust against you. “Maybe you should find a way to wake me up fully.”

Spencer’s heartbeat quickened at the seductive smile that spread onto your lips. Even after years, that same smile sent a wave of butterflies to his stomach. He could hear his heart in his ears as you leaned forward and brushed your lips lightly against his.

“I can definitely do that.”

Guilty Pleasure (Final)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Description: You and Baekhyun are best friends and you’ve lived together for three years now. It’s no news to you that Baekhyun sleeps around, but you do too…so what happens when he wants to be with someone as experienced as him?

Genre: Smut / Fluff

Word Count: 1,130

Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy

Originally posted by r-velvets

1 Year Later

“Baek, if you don’t get your ass up, you’re going to be late!” You called down the hall. You heard a groan and he stuck his head out past the door.

“Can’t I call in today?” He pouted.

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Redder Than Ever

This is part five of the Good Little Angel series!

Good Little Angel

Good Little Angel part two

Good Little Angel part three

Good Little Angel part four

Word count: 1,082

Warning: smut, riding

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @curlyxtomato for your request! This is a part five.

Your eyes become a subject of wonder and Cas presents you with a pretty shocking question. Not to mention what Lucifer admits…

A/N: Thank you all so much for supporting this series, I will be posting a Dean smut soon but this series is definitely not over yet.

Originally posted by markpellegrinoworld

“You’re lying.”

“Were you lying when you said that you could see my wings?” Lucifer raised an eyebrow, seemingly unbothered.

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bts’s reaction to you waking them with a BJ 

Note: The gifs used in this reaction aren’t mine so credits to the owners


Kim Seokjin ➸

Jin would prop himself up on his elbow, he’d watch you with his lips parted, holding his moans back as his free hand moved down to tangle in your hair, gripping tightly onto the locks.

“Keep going baby.. don’t stop ~”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Min Yoongi ➸

“W-what are you doing..? He’d mumble looking down at you but soon he’d cut himself off as a loud moan fell from his lips when you took all of him into your mouth, making him hit the back of your throat. 

“Baby girl, you’re so full of surprises..”

Originally posted by scartic


Kim Namjoon ➸

Namjoon would let out a low moan, his eyes slowly opening to look down at you, his sleepiness washing away when he watched the way your mouth took him in.

“Damn.. What did I do to deserve you baby girl..”

Originally posted by taehungies


Jung Hoseok ➸

Hoseok would look down at you, slightly shocked at the sight but soon his eyes would fall shut, his back arching off the bed as you took him into your mouth again, swirling your tongue around his tip.

“Why don’t you come ride me baby, I’ll repay the favor..”

Originally posted by itsrapmonster


Park Jimin ➸

A small part of him would feel a little embarrassed but soon he would be overcome with pleasure. The feeling of your lips wrapped around him made him not want you to stop, his head would lean back and let quiet moans slip out.

“You should wake me up like this more..” 

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys


Kim Taehyung ➸

Taehyung would murmur small praises, letting out small moans and thrusting his hips up letting you know that he didn’t want you to stop. Opening his eyes he would look down at you while running his tongue across your lips. 

“Damn baby girl, I thought I was dreaming..”

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys


Jeon Jungkook ➸

Jungkook would wake up a little startled at first, but as you worked your mouth around him, he’d start to moan and squirm around under you, unable to hide how good he felt.

“D-don’t stop baby.. Keep going.. F-fuck I’m gonna cum..”

Originally posted by dream-bts

Morning Daze (M)

Requested by anon ♥

→ Reader x Baekhyun 

→ DomesticAU; in which mornings with Baekhyun are the most pleasurable ones.

→ Warnings: Smut: thigh-riding, riding.

Word count: 1,2K


Entering consciousnesses, all you could hear was the sheets and blankets around you shuffling before a small gasp and then a petite moan sounding throughout the bedroom. Your eyes opens with ease and you let out a quick moan before turning among the warm blankets to see what the commotion was all about- only to find Baekhyun laying, sleeping on his back in only his boxers that explained just what had Baekhyun gasping in his dreams; morning-wood.

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Carried Away

Originally posted by taelephant-s

Note: Reupload of request “Taehyung + Over-stimulation” with added content and edits, as usual.  Just Smut.  A big thank you to @savemxbts for feedback on the first draft.  The gif also has nothing to do with anything in the fic but I just love his hands lol.  

Summary:  Taehyung + Over-stimulation 

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Taehyung loves to get carried away with you.  

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Pool Shark

Being a bartender, Eren had seen his fair share of assholes and douchebags, some good looking and others wishing they were. He’d seen a lot of things. Most of those things having to do with the couple of old pool tables lined up in the back of the room, surrounded by too many people that caused too much noise for Eren to enjoy.

Lately, the people had thinned out —not that Eren was complaining— and he was pretty sure that it had something to do with the man who always eyed Eren like the piece of eye candy that he was. Sure, people flirted with Eren all the time, men and women of all sorts but no one had eyed him like this man had.

It was his third week in a row he had come into the bar, always making his way to the back. He picked up a pool cue, eyeing it before looking up at Eren and smirking. Eren didn’t think much of it at first, wiping the counter down with a wet rag as he glanced over occasionally. The man was good, beating anyone and everyone that stepped foot up to the same pool table that he was playing at. He always left with a wad of money in his pocket.

As the days ticked by, the tips became more generous as he left. The bills he left for Eren became bigger and bigger and the flirting became bolder. Eren was enjoying it a little too much. He’d finally learned the man’s name a few days ago; Levi.

“You’re in a little late tonight,” Eren commented at Levi sat at the bar, tugging at his leather jacket. Eren swore that he never took it off because he wore it everyday when he came in. Eren wasn’t sure if Levi was trying to show off or prove how much money he was making as a pool shark.

“Did you miss me?”

Eren raised an eyebrow, glancing over to the other man as his lips formed into a smirk. “Something like that.” Eren replied with a casual shrug. “What’ll it be?”

Levi leaned forward on the counter, chin resting on his interlocked fingers as he brought his elbows up. “Give me a blowjob.”

Eren stopped for a moment. Of course he knew it was a drink, but it wasn’t one that he usually made. Levi’s expression was hard to read but from the look that flashed in his eyes, Eren could sense the innuendo behind his words.

He didn’t bother saying anything, giving a nod and Levi smirked even more, sliding off the barstool. He made his way over to the pool table, making sure to have Eren’s attention each time he leaned over it, sticking his ass out each time. Eren almost dropped the glass in his hand when Levi looked over his shoulder and bit his lip, hips giving a small thrust as he thrust the pool cue to hit the ball without even watching.

Eren sucked on his teeth, taking a moment to stare at the counter with furrowed eyebrows as he wiped it down aggressively. He ignored Levi’s drink order, waiting until the man came up to the counter with a slight frown on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.

“Where’s my blowjob?”

He shrugged, staring at the glass in his hand as he cleaned it before looking up at Levi with a smirk. “I’m a bit swamped right now, the bar is busy.” Levi opened his mouth to say something but Eren held up a hand to stop him. “But, my shift ends at one. Meet me by the back door and I’ll have it for you then.”

It took Levi a moment before a grin passed over his face and it was the most expressive that Eren had ever seen him before his face returned back to it’s usual stoic look. He smirked, giving a nod and placed a bill on the counter.

“I look forward to it.”


a writing commission i did for @dinklebert

I hope you like it bb!!! <3

Midnight Snack [Rick Grimes x Reader]

Words: 1,725

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Language, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up)

A/N: I really struggled with this fic for some reason so I hope it’s not too terrible! Enjoy! BTW THIS IS PURE SMUT. YOU’RE WELCOME. 😎

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Morning Pleasures

Pairing: Cas x Reader

Prompt: Waking up to Cas after having a very pleasant dream

Tags: Smut, oral sex (female receiving), a bit of dom!cas, established relationship, morning sex

Words: 2047

A/N: I wrote this while an old lady was sitting across from me. Enjoy.

Originally posted by ardysgurl

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Overwhelming

Characters: Frank Castle x Reader

A/N: it’s just smut. like. all of it. no plot, nothing except porn guys. please direct all blame/credit towards @bigbadfrank okay. she was complaining that there wasn’t any rough sex with franky boy and i have to say i agreed; the lack of the rough smutty-ness was kind of depressing, so here ya go, jaylene. i was blushing the entire time i was writing this.

Warnings: hoo boy. PWP. obvi NSFW, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, rough sex, slight breathplay, language, too much foreplay, excessive use of pet names. just. so many. (why do i feel like this is so ooc. i dc)

Words: 2251

tags: @bigbadfrank @ravengirl94 @blessedbebucky @jonedwardbernthal @sistasarah-sallysaidso @daybreak96 @doct0rstrange @anotherotter @samwinjarpad

(the gif is finger reference :)


You gasp and squeeze your eyes shut, overwhelmed.   Every sense was overloaded with Frank; the heavy sounds of his breathing near your ear, the thick smell of his aftershave, the taste of him still on your lips, the feeling of his solid body on top of you.  He was everywhere, and your head was reeling. 

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Insatiable

the fluffiest smut i’ve ever written (ereri, nsfw, 2000~ words, ao3 link)

The light from the television flickers over Levi’s hip bones in patterns that Eren can’t seem to resist tracing with his fingers. He’s lost track of what’s happening on the small screen at the end of his bed, more focused on the sound of Levi’s breathing where he’s pillowed his head on his chest. Every now and again it’ll hitch, sometimes from Eren’s ministrations, sometimes from whatever is happening in the audiobook Levi is listening to through his headphones.

He lets his fingers wander, smiling a little when Levi’s stomach jumps away from the soft brush of skin on skin. Eren circles his navel, then continues following a line up to just below his sternum and retraces his path back down again. A few more minutes of this and he’s settled on just running his fingers over Levi’s stomach where it dips just a little. Eren’s always considered Levi’s belly button kind of cute. It’s small, more of a line than a circle, really. Eren knows that if he were to dip his finger into it then Levi would squirm and pretend not to be ticklish. Instead, he lets his pinky drag a little over the skin just to see Levi’s abs twitch.

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