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Fic rec

Just some fics that I really like and wanted to share with everyone :)
(be sure to read the tags in case you’re uncomfortable with a topic)

Listed in no particular order:

Escapade by dolce_piccante (haydolce)

The Dead of July by whimsicule

Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar (mizzwilde)

Frame of Hearts by LarryUniverse (since-he-was-eighteen)

Relief Next To Me by dolce_piccante (haydolce)

Give Me Truths by iwillpaintasongforlou (canonlarry)

Unbelievers by isthatyoularry

Both Showing Hearts by kiwikero (icanhazzalou)

Love Is A Rebellious Bird by 100percentsassy and gloria_andrews

Speaking of Marvels by navigator (quitefinished) and quitter (stillbeblue)

Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart by mcpofife

we’ll play hide and seek to turn this around (aka strawberry milk fic) by Wankerville  

Gods & Monsters by Velvetoscar (mizzwilde)

No One Does It Better by nodibs

Red Brick Heart by hazmesentir (pigandbruce)

never shut us down by togetherwecouldbealright (lourrynavy

Baby Heaven’s in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram

Have You Coming Back Again by whoknows (crazyupsetter)

a house built out of stone by robpatFF

Sex Game

100 Kink List: 12. Sex Game

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Request: Could you do a sex game one( first to come loses) and make it so there’s just a lot of dirty talk?? Just a lot of smut in general 😏 thanks! 

Warnings: nsfw, smut, dirty talk, word ‘slut’ is used a lot, masturbation

Words: 1695

Note: school sucks and writing smut is more fun, here’s a present but-deans-back-tho and ik I’m so creative with titles… xoxo and ugh i like this gif

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Imagine... taking a buzzfeed quiz with your boyfriend goes terribly wrong

“Harry!” I call from the other room.

“What is it, love?”

“I found a quiz on buzzfeed!” I laugh at it.

“What’s it?” He emerges from the bathroom, a toothbrush in his mouth. He walks over and hovers above me, looking over at my screen. “Which 1D boy is your soul mate?”

“Shall I take it?” I giggle.

“It better be me…” He laughs, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I click on the link. As we scroll through it, Harry points at the ones he wants me to pick.

“Harry… We’re not testing to see who your soulmate it,” I tease.

“But that’s the one you choose if it’s going to be me,” He whines.

“But that’s not the one I want to choose.”

“Ugh. You’re not going to get me.”

I click through the questions, Harry obviously suppressing his comments on the answers I’m choosing. “Here it is…” I look up at him and smile. “The moment of truth…” I click the last answer and Louis’s picture pops up.

He frowns. “NO FUCKING WAY!” He yells, genuinely angry. “That doesn’t mean anything,” he scoffs. “It’s a dumb quiz.”

I shrug teasingly, “eh, maybe Lou is my soulmate.“

“Hey!” He yells, “You would never date Louis! I won’t allow it!”

“That’s because I’m already fucking dating you, egg!” I laugh and push his shoulder away playfully. He leans down and kisses me on the cheek, the neck, the forehead and then the lips with his minty toothpaste breath. “You’re mine.”

I smile. “Hm… I like that taste.”

“Thanks,” he fake grins and then runs back to the bathroom to spit it out. I close the laptop and follow him. He pours water into a paper cup and then swishes it around his mouth. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his torso, resting my chin on his shoulder and staring at us in the mirror. He leans down and spits the water into the sink then holds my hands against his stomach, completely enveloping my hands in his. I kiss his shoulder, slipping my hand out of his and tracing his tattoos in the mirror. I drag my finger down to his fern tattoo, teasing him by tracing the outline of the leaves as he stares at my movements in the mirror.

I press my hand flat against his abdomen and slip it into his boxers, grabbing his hard on firmly in my hand. He nearly doubles over from the sudden warm contact and gives me a desperate look in the mirror. I smirk and start to stroke him gently, knowing I’m completely torturing him.

“Fuck, Y/N, stop teasing,” He growls.

I smile at him, “Okay,” I shrug, “Whatever you say…” I walk out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

“Hey, wait!” I hear him call from behind me.

“Yeah?” I yell back, laughing to myself.

“You have some unfinished business you need to take care of!” He pads in after me, his bulge clearly visible and straining against his underwear. I look down at it and then back up at his face and shrug.

“I don’t think so…” I say, tapping my chin jokingly, “I cleaned the dishes and started the laundry… I cleaned up my clothes off the floor…”

He walks over to me and snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me up against him and slowly grinding himself onto me. “You forgot one more thing,” he whispers.

“Oh!” I sigh, “You’re right! I didn’t clean up my stuff by the sink!” I wiggle out of his grasp, but he tugs me back by my hand.

“Nuh-uh, Y/N, you’re not doing this to me this time… not again.”

“Doing what?” I pretend-frown, biting my bottom lip.

“You’re not going to tease me. You’re going to do as I say.”

“Or what?” I ask.

“Or I’ll fuck you so hard you can’t even walk,” he growls and his words instantly make me wet.

“You wouldn’t,” I challenge him. “You can’t do that.”

“Yes I can,” He protests, his pupils dilating as he bites down on his lower lip.

“Prove it,” I lean in, whispering the words against his lips and he doesn’t hesitate to slip his hands down my sweats to rub figure eights around my clit. I suppress a moan and hold eye contact with him. He pulls my sweats down to my ankles and throws them off to the side and then lifts me up and sits me down on the kitchen counter. He pries my legs apart and rubs my clit roughly again and crushes our lips together. I moan into the kiss from the pleasure his fingers are bringing me. He slips his tongue in my mouth forcefully, exploring every centimeter of my mouth. He slides a finger inside of me, forcing me to hold onto the back of his neck for support. I break the kiss, our foreheads still pressed together, noses brushing, and I look down at what his fingers are doing, biting my lip. He slips another long finger inside of me and I let out a breathy moan.

He kisses me again as he adds third finger and I have to come up for air after only a couple of seconds. “Fuck, Harry,” I breathe.

“Can Louis make you feel this good?” He whispers, biting and sucking my neck.

I shake my head, “No. Only you, Harry,” I moan.

“Are you gonna cum for me, baby?” He purrs, “Are you gonna cum all over my fingers?”

I nod, not able to say a word. Right as I’m about to reach my high, he pulls his fingers out of me and stops rubbing my clit with his thumb.

“Harry, what the fuck?” I whine. He steps back and rids himself of his underwear, his huge cock standing out straight from his body. He starts pumping myself and I start to stand up, but he stops me.

“No, stay right there,” He says.

“What? Why?”

“I want you to watch me,” he continues to pump himself and I watch his every move. “And I want you to touch yourself.”

I oblige, lifting my legs onto the counter so he can see everything and I start rubbing my clit lightly. He stares straight at me, pumping vigorously as I moan. It doesn’t feel nearly as good as when he does it, but I’m so sensitive and turned on right now that I could probably make myself cum just from watching him jerk himself off.

I throw my head back, a tightness in my stomach starting to grow. “Fuck, Harry, I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me so hard,” I say and I can hear him moan at my words.

“What else do you want to do?” He asks.

“I want to fuck your big fat cock until your eyes roll back in your head.”

“Fuck,” he murmurs and pumps harder, still staring at me. He quickly brings himself over to me, rubbing his tip against my clit. “So you want me to fuck you, huh?” He growls.

I nod quickly, staring down at his actions, how he rubs his shaft against my folds but doesn’t enter me.

“How bad do you want me inside of you?”

“So bad, Harry, I want you so fucking bad,” I moan. He enters me with his swollen red head only and my mouth drops open.

“Not good enough,” he shakes his head, “convince me.”

“Fuck, Harry, I need you so fucking bad. I need your huge cock inside of me now.” Without hesitation, he thrusts into me as hard as he can, making me gasp, not even able to muster any sound. Unlike his usual romantic self, he pounds into me mercilessly, ripping my shirt off as he does so. I rake my fingernails against his back at the immense pleasure he’s giving me, waves of pleasure completely taking over my body. Euphoria fills the air around us as the room echoes our moans and the sound of skin slapping together.

I muster up the strength to whisper, “faster,” in his ear and he happily obliges, slamming into me harder and faster than before. It’s clear I’m not going to be able to hold it in much longer and judging by how loud his moans are, he isn’t either.

“Say my name,” he says.

“Fuck, Harry, oh my god!” I yell.

He slides his hands around my hips, grabbing my ass and lifting me up so I’m straddling him. He starts to bounce me on his cock, curving himself up to hit places inside of me that I didn’t even know existed. “H—Harry!” I moan, shutting my eyes tight, “Harry, I’m gonna cum!”

“Don’t,” He pants, “Wait until I tell you that you can.”

“I can’t hold it much longer,” I whimper.

“I said fucking wait,” He growls and brings a hand down to rub my clit roughly, completely throwing me over the edge. He lays me down on the counter once more, kissing me passionately and hungrily and thrusting into me as hard and fast as he can. “On three,” he says into my lips.

“One,” he presses harder on my clit. “Two,” I tangle my fingers in his damp curls, biting my bottom lip so hard I think it might bleed. “Three,” we release at the same time, him spilling his warm liquid inside of me. He falls on top of me and buries his face in my neck.

“That’s what you get for teasing me,” he pants, “now are you ever going to tease me again?”

I shake my head no, lacking the words to answer him.

“Good girl,” he coos, leaning down and kissing my lips before helping me up and carrying me bridal-style to the bedroom.

Masterlist 29/8/15

Text AU

Sexting Sammy before a meet and greet

Midnight texts from Jack J

Scaring Jack G

Nate surprising you…and kinda scaring you too

Talking to your best friend Ashton about his fabulous hair

Being honest with Nate about missing him

Texting Shawn briefly before he goes on stage

Shawn is ill and tries to stop you from visiting him

Sammy is on the way home from the studio

What they tell you before the aisle

Part 1

Part 2

Telling your friend about your date with Shawn

Sammy kissed another girl and Cameron tries to convince you to talk to him

Asking Shawn for a puppy

Buying Shawn some muffins

Ashton is out buying you some jewelry but he won’t tell you what exactly he’s buying

Arguing with Cameron because he spends too much time with the boys

Part 1

Part 2

Wanting to watch the Avengers with Shawn

Goodnight text from Omaha boys

Part 1

Part 2

Having doubts about your relationship with Sammy

Shawn doesn’t like your tattoo idea

Casually texting Calum

Shawn trying to get you to talk to Matt

Imagines

How We Met-Shawn Mendes

I don’t want you-Cameron Dallas and Shawn Mendes

This Will Not End Well-Nash Grier

Part 1

Part 2

Tour Bus-Shawn Mendes

Paint War-Cameron Dallas

I Look Different-Nate Maloley

Like a Movie-Shawn Mendes

This Feels Better-Shawn Mendes

This is Goodbye-Shawn Mendes

Close as Strangers-Ashton Irwin

Wildest Dreams-Luke Hemmings

It’s Not Real-Nate Maloley

Finally-Cameron Dallas

Hotel-Nate Maloley

Smut

Just Like That-Nate Maloley

Or Nah-Shawn Mendes

We don’t have to-Shawn Mendes

Touch all you like-Nate Maloley

One year-Nate Maloley

Work first-Jack Gilinsky

Good Morning-Shawn Mendes

What movie? Shawn Mendes

Walked In-Shawn Mendes

Yes Please-Shawn Mendes

Let’s Go Slow-Shawn Mendes

When You’re Angry-Shawn Mendes

Blurb

Two AM-Shawn Mendes

Waking Up-Shawn Mendes

Boxer!Luke-Luke Hemmings

Florist!Michael-Michael Clifford

Waiting for Shawn From Tour-Shawn Mendes

Fanfiction

Innocent-Ashton Irwin

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Our Secret-Jack Gilinsky

Part 1

Part 2

Dance For You-A Liam Payne Imagine

Not-requested!

Happy Birthday to my hubby/bubby/love <3

The morning of his birthday, you had decided to roll out of bed before him. Walking down the cold, wooden stairs had woken you up as you trudged along to start breakfast. When you had made it to the kitchen, you had maneuvered you way around, getting out the ingredients you needed to make his favorite breakfast. You had turned on your phone, pressing shuffle and letting the music take you away.

You were halfway through flipping a crepe when Beyoncé’s Dance For You came on. You swayed along to the beat, listening to the song. It didn’t take you long to come up with a plan that you wanted to put into effect later in the night. It brought a smirk to your lips as you continued to make breakfast.

The crepes were plated along with bacon, eggs, and some strawberries, before you were walking back to the bedroom with a full tray. You tried to be quiet as possible as you entered the room. Bypassing you sleeping dog that was at the foot of the bed. Liam was still asleep, bare chest exposed as he laid on his back with the covers on his lower half. You smiled at your sleeping bear as you set the tray down.

You gently moved so that you were hovering over his body, ready to straddle his body. You lowered yourself, moving so that your hands were placed on both sides of his head. You kissed his cheek before opening your mouth.

“Happy birthday,” you chanted a couple times before seeing his stir. You could tell that he was fighting his eyes from actually opening. You giggled a little, leaning down to give him a soft kiss. “Wake up, Li.” He huffed and opened his eyes, letting them adjust to the light before he smiled up at you.

“Hi,” he rasped, moving his hands so that they were resting on your waist. You remained on top of him while he woke up some more. “Good morning,” he finally spoke, seeming more away than before.

“Are you feeling twenty-two?” you joked, moving so that you weren’t so close to his face. The vibrations his body made you move as he laughed at your joke.

“Not really, but I’m sure I will soon enough. What’s going on?” he asked, squeezing your hips as he looked off to the side of the bed. He noticed the food and smiled. “Aw, babe, did you make me breakfast?”

“That I did. It’s your day, birthday boy. Anything for you,” you smiled, moving so that you were on longer on top of him, hearing a whine leave his lips as you did so. You sat on your knees, watching as he moved to sit against the headboard. “Happy birthday,” you said, again, getting a replied ‘thank you.’

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Destiel Fics too Good to Put Down

I am creating a Master List of all the fanfics I have liked and reblogged.  I am trying to put them in some kind of order, but stories tend to span categories. As a heads up, most of these fics are going to be NC-17 and longer than 50k words (Last updated: 8/29/15)

High School/College/Teacher:

Blackboard (76k words):  Castiel Novak is a college English teacher, in a rather inappropriate relationship with Dean Winchester, who happens to be one of his students. But although their arrangement is one that works perfectly for the both of them, Castiel is starting to worry that maybe keeping it impersonal will be harder than he thought.

Hear You Me (82k words):  Castiel is a college graduate stuck in two dead-end, part-time jobs. Oh, and he’s Deaf. Enter Dean Winchester. A chance encounter with the man may have the power to change Castiel’s life.

A Little Patience (288k words): Dean starts up a friends with benefits situation with his best friend Cas. What he finds is Cas is a lot kinkier then he ever expected…and feelings creep up on you when you least expect it.

Timelord Technology (18k words): Dean decides to be a little rebellious and skip school when he gets a tummy ache. Also, punk!cas may see this as the perfect opportunity to come along for the ride.

Smoke in the Mirror (52k words):  It begins with the flier hung in the library: art model needed for thesis project, will pay. Castiel figures it’s an easy way to make some extra money, but modeling for Dean Winchester ends up complicating his life far beyond anything he could have imagined.

The Spirit of Lawrence High (70k words):  Dean Winchester is funny, gorgeous, brave, loyal, and a breath of fresh air in Castiel Shurley’s life. Dean Winchester is also a ghost haunting Castiel’s school, but nobody’s perfect, right?

Strippers/Prostitution/Porn Related Industry:

Cas Erotica, the Dean of Iniquity (55k words): Dean Winchester owns his own business, works on cars, lives in a mansion… and is also a highly successful pornography mogul looking for his next project. Cas Novak is a bookworm that got into porn while trying to pay off student loans, and never left.

Chasing Cars (45k words):  After an awkward accidental encounter at a local strip club, Castiel discovers his college roommate, Dean, has a secret career as a stripper, and their relationship begins to change and a bond begins to form.

Have Love, Will Travel (94k words): Castiel Novak is a reclusive writer with a childhood so tragic it’s left him terrified to leave his home—until his overbearing brother, Gabriel, drags him out for a night on the town full of booze and strip clubs, and he encounters Dean Winchester, a mesmerizing and mysterious stripper with secrets of his own.

Heaven & Hell Escort Service (123k words):  Castiel Novak is a high class escort. Dean Winchester may have accidentally told his father he has a long-term boyfriend to bring along to Sam’s wedding. Desperate times call for desperate measures… an escort service might not be what he wants, but it could be exactly what he needs.

The Prank that Filled the Spank Bank (41k words): Castiel records audio pornography. Not professionally, or anything - he writes it and then reads it out, and uploads it free to the world. It’s not Dean’s usual type of porn - at all - but there’s something about Castiel’s gravelly, yet somehow smooth and beautiful voice that keeps him hooked

Santorum will Pry my Porn from my Cold Dead Hands (41k words):  President Santorum bans all pornography, and Dean decides to start his very own prohibition racket. Unfortunately, the only person he can find to ‘perform’ is Castiel.

Smooth Operator!Verse (~18k words): Cas is a phone sex operator and Dean is a first time caller.

Dom/Sub/BDSM:

All for One, One for All Verse (116k words): Dean Winchester and the identical twins Castiel and Jimmy Novak have a…rather unique…relationship. Stories in this series trace the development of that relationship at different points in time.

Carry On (148k words): When Sam gets into Stanford, Dean needs a bigger paycheck than Bobby’s garage can give him. Luckily, he knows a guy (It’s no longer online, but message me for a copy if you like) 

A Change in Scene (7k words): When Dean goes over to see his Dom on Christmas Eve, he isn’t expecting Cas to play naughty Santa, and neither of them is expecting how it turns out for them.

ABO Dynamics:

For Science! (21k words):  Selected transcripts and supporting materials from Dr. Castiel Williams and Dean Winchester’s seminal study on physiological and psychological sexual response by gender designation.

A Hole in the World (293k words): Dean is dealing with the death of his father, the social stigma and objectification of being an out Omega, and the lingering aftermath of a long-ago crime. LOTS OF ANGST IN THIS. BE WARNED.

Real Slick Dean (28k words): There’s a new alpha enhancer drug “Rutter” on the streets that gets used at “exclusive parties” for the worst purposes. Detective Castiel is making a big bust on the drug, when he gets shot up with an overdose of the drug. 

Royalty/Regency/Historical:

An Assembly Such as This (151k words): Dean and Charlie have a happy marriage under a shared lie, they are best friends who desire another. Dean is lonely for a companion…until he secures an invitation to a monthly mens-only soiree.

The Dreamer and the Mystic (110k words):  When Dean Winchester’s eighteenth birthday arrived, he was expected to choose his Queen-To-Be; instead he found himself falling for a mysterious stranger with eyes like stars. Eleven years later, Dean journeys into ancient lands that have long since faded into legend and lore, to once again find the eyes that had bewitched him.

Witches/Angels/Creatures:

Again (14k words): Cas travels back in time and meets a much younger Dean Winchester that doesn’t suffer from as many sexual hang ups as present day!dean.

Amnesia (77k words): In a world where angels face oppression and discrimination from humans, Castiel wakes in a hospital bed with no recollection of the past decade of his life, or why it is he chose to fall in love with, much less marry a human.

Clipped and Unbound (50k words):  Castiel is a slave widely regarded as unbreakable and unruly. Dean Winchester is a billionaire ending a five year long search to rescue him. They’ll both learn that peace can be the hardest thing in the world to find.

Come Again? (17k words): The unintended application of an ancient nuptial blessing leaves Cas and Dean at each others’ mercy, having bestowed upon them the ability to both experience and influence the other’s sexual sensations for the space of ten days.

Cursed or Not (115k words):  While experimenting with magic when he was a kid, Sam accidentally cursed Dean into a familiar.  Now he wears an amulet constantly to stop the transformation….until Witch!Cas offers him a deal.

The Grace Archer (31k words): The Grace Archer lives in the stories and myths told to small children or by bards in the village taverns, but Dean knows the truth. He knows that Castiel is a reclusive, disgraced cupid and a freaking badass with a bow….and he must find him, again.

Hardcorewings.com (17k words): When Castiel loses his job, he resorts to making wing fetish videos to make cash. Dean really likes them.

I Dream of Deanie (71k words): Castiel takes a dose of djinn toxin and gets to experience first hand what he’s desperately wanted. After that, he won’t stop til he gets to have the same experience with the real Dean Winchester.

The Mirror (24k words): When Dean touches a strange mirror, he’s whisked away to one alternate reality after another and it doesn’t take him long to realize the universe is trying to tell him something.

Out of the Deep (488k words): Stay away from the light-beds. Stay in the deep. It is the first thing hatchlings are taught the moment their fans unfurl and they can swim without their parents to buoy them along. It is the first rule, the first law. Castiel should have listened better.

The Path of Fireflies (63k words):  After his humanity is restored, Dean wakes up in bed with Castiel, a wedding ring, and no memory of the past twelve years.

The Request (36k words): When Sam Winchester prays for his brother, Castiel is finally sent on his very first assignment. But what should be a simple love match turns into much more and Castiel finds himself risking everything to ensure the happiness of his extremely frustrating charge.

Revealed (10k words): When a ritual backfires and Dean ends up with wings, they reveal things that he’d much rather keep hidden.

The Story of You and Me (54k words):  Dean wakes up in bed next to a very human Castiel, and a journal in his own handwriting that tells him it’s two years in the future. The house looks a lot like Bobby’s, and Sam lives there too… He just can’t remember how they got from angels falling in the sky – to comfortable domesticity.

Unfamiliar (29k words): 19 year old witch Castiel who has spent last 10 years unsuccessfully looking for his familiar and is finally giving up. Without a grounding bond to a familiar, Castiel’s magic will fade away and he’s mentally preparing himself for his fate. Enter the owl shifter familiar Dean.

The World Crashing All Around Us (36k words):  During a storm in September of 1987, Dean and Sam hear something hit their roof. When they brave the backyard to investigate, they find a fledgling angel.

Miscellaneous: 

Alterations (23k words): Business is tanking, and Cas is facing the very real possibility that he may lose his livelihood as a tailor. Can one client, no matter how attractive, really make a difference?

The Breath of All Things (65k words):  Dean Winchester is in a wheelchair and lives in a care home in Kansas, where he spends his days waiting to die. It’s only when Castiel Novak starts volunteering at the care home that Dean starts to wonder if a changed life always equals a ruined one.

Cooking with Gas (89k words):  Cas’ producer throws a contest to spend a day with Chef Novak, cooking and learning techniques. Castiel wants no part of it, but what he wasn’t expecting was to fall head over heels for the winner.

Forget me not Blues (68k words):  Sam and Jess are getting married and Dean couldn’t be any happier for them.  Except Dean must have done something to epically piss off the universe because Jess’s best man just happens to be Castiel friggin’ Novak. He’s got even hotter since High School, but apparently no friendlier and if Cas wants to spend the week pretending like they’ve never met before? Fine. Two can play at that game

Kiss the Baker (112k words): The donuts are delicious but what has Dean driving to the new bakery is the handsome shop owner.

The Last Great Race (82k words): When writer Castiel Milton is forced to spend two and a half months in Alaska at Winchester Kennels to cover the Iditarod race preparations and the race itself, the only person more dismayed than he is Dean Winchester.

Let Me Please You (18k words): Dean liked to read the casual encounter ads on Craigslist. He really did. Not that he ever intended on answering any of them…until one caught his attention.

Like the Summer Sunshine (22k words): When Dean jets off to Europe with Cas, he gets a much-needed vacation from hunting – and his insecurities.

Meringue (23k words): Dean and Cas have been dating for six months and couldn’t be happier…except something is missing from their sex life.  Cue a spur of the moment date between Dean and Cas’ identical twin Jimmy.

Muscle Memory (18k words): A 50 First Dates Dean/Cas AU where Castiel wakes up on a day just like any other, except that three years have passed without his knowing, and Dean Winchester is in the kitchen wanting to marry him.

Paint and Ink Verse (22k words):  Castiel needs a model for his new sculpture project, and Dean Winchester sounds perfect for the job.

Painted Angels (105k words):  Author Castiel Novak has finally hit the big time, with a book based on his failed college relationship with a brilliant painter. He’s put all his pain behind him, but at a book signing, he comes face to face with Dean Winchester for the first time in twelve years, and the reunion doesn’t go like Cas hoped.

Past Present (83k words): When a handsome stranger wanders into his bar one warm fall night, Dean Winchester is charmed by the archaeology professor. As their friendship deepens, Dean will discover that there are a few simple truths about love: it can sneak up on you when you least expect it, and it will level you without warning.

PWP: Pie without Plot (82k words): What initially looks like a haunting leaves the team in possession of a bakery. Let the fluff begin.

Rock ‘n’ Roll Queer Bar (126k words): The story on how a bar brought together a couple of misfits and their adventures over the years.

Shut Up (Put your Money where your Mouth is) (23k words): Dean’s done some pretty stupid things, but getting drunk-hitched in Vegas to a colleague he barely knows might just take the cake.

Small Town Charmer (81k words):By ten a.m. Dean had seen his dream of expanding the hardware store dashed.By one, his baby had been impounded off the street. And by midnight, Dean’s personal space had been invaded by an angry, wet bookseller with hot blue eyes and an armful of natty first editions.

Unintended (82k words): Castiel is a successful defense attorney beginning to doubt the integrity of the work he does. After winning a date with a firefighter named Dean at a charity auction, Cas decides that he needs to make a change in his life.

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A Tattoo Of Your Name

Summary: A punk!Phil and shy!Dan in high school AU

Word count: 8.3k

Excerpt:

“If it was wrong, why did you do it?”

His voice is tiny, barely a whisper compared to Phil’s, but it makes Phil’s head shoot up like he hadn’t expected Dan to say anything and to be honest, he probably hadn’t. Dan glances away quickly, feeling like running again but knowing the nurse would stop him before he got out.

“Because- ‘cause,” Phil stutters and Dan has to look up now. Phil never stutters. “You hit a little too close to home.”

Extra tags: getting together, punk!Phil, badboy!Phil, shy!Dan, bamf!Dan, enemies to lovers, hand job, oneshot 5k+, bullying, homophobia, hurt!Dan, opposites attract

Reunited

Anon: Can you give me an angsty smutty #7 “Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”? (with Dean) That would be lovely okay.

Characters: Dean Winchester

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Reader 

Type: smut, angst

Warnings: Language, smut 

Words: 1731

A/N: Hello you lovely people! Just giving you a heads up this is my first time writing smut so excuse well… everything. I don’t know if I’m going to continue writing smut… The next prompt I’m gonna do is number #25 (Crowley x Reader). Any prompts you like please send in or original requests or just fun thoughts. Youly out!

Months, weeks you don’t know how long it’s been. Honestly everything has sort of been a blur: angles falling from heaven, demons fighting demons, the Mark of Cain, then Dean died…but didn’t. And now he’s gone.

You and Sam have split up in hopes of finding Dean faster but so far no such luck. It seems luck is never on your side when you’re a hunter. You’d recently gotten a tip off from one of your old hunting buddies who thinks they spotted the Impala in a small town not that far away from your current location. So having no other possible leads you load up your car and head out.

You pull in to the town your friend had said. It seems absolutely ordinary, though you don’t know what you were expecting either. It doesn’t take you long to locate a motel and as you’re about to pull up into the parking lot your gaze falls on a shiny ’67 Chevy Impala.

“Son of a bitch.” You breathe as you park the car. Not wanting to get too ahead of yourself you don’t call Sam. No point in getting his hopes up if Dean isn’t here.

You don’t bother booking a room since you know you aren’t going to stay. Instead you walk up to the diner that is adjacent to the motel. Once inside you are bombarded by the smell of alcohol, sweat, and bad life choices. Your eyes scan the room and a man immediately captures your attention he’s on the stage singing a very bad karaoke version of “I’m too sexy”.

You’d recognize that voice anywhere even when singing extremely off key. You’d finally found him. As stealthily as possible you move to the bar an order a beer, careful to not attract his attention.

Dean finishes the song and gets many ‘boos’ from the audience, but despite that he walks off the sage with a goofy grin on his face obviously drunk. You loose sight of him for a second in the crowd and assume he’s gone out the back towards his room. You gulp down the remainder of your beer and move to follow him.

Before you’re fully off your seat a strong hand grabs your upper arm and a voice whispers in your ear.

“Going somewhere sweetheart?” His hot breath on the back of your neck makes you shiver “I hope you enjoyed the show.” He continues nonchalantly.

“Oh just as much as everyone else.” You reply through gritted teeth as your free hand moves to grip the hilt of your angel blade.

“Well that hurts my feeling and I suggest we go somewhere private before you pull out that blade of yours.” His tone is light but it’s the implied ‘or else’ that makes you stop.

Dean harshly pulls you along beside him as he walks through the bar to the exit and in the direction of the motel rooms. He takes out his room key and opens the door before pushing you inside quickly.

You stumble slightly on your way in. The room is like most motel rooms you’ve been to as a hunter. In the center is a queen-sized bed and across from it is a TV, in the corner is a small coffee table and sofa.

Now that you are away from prying eyes you fully unsheathe your angel blade and spin around to face Dean. He chuckles at the sight of you his eyes going momentarily black.

“What exactly do you think that’s going to do to be sweetheart?”

“I d-don’t know but I’m sure as hell not afraid to find out.” You curse your voice for wavering but stand in place.

“I love it when you act all brave and tough. It’s actually sort of a turn on.” He states with a wink and takes a step closer to you “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you Y/N.”

Trust me I do. You think to yourself but keep your mouth shut and take a step back causing him to frown.

“Oh come on Y/N you’ve got to have missed me a little. I am your boyfriend after all.”

“No you’re not!” You snap at him “Dean was my boyfriend and you are not him.”

“Oh but I think you’d find I am. I’m just new and improved.” And with a flick of his wrist he sends your bade flying out of your hand and clattering to the floor on the opposite side of the room. Faster than humanly possible he’s now sanding right in front of you; instinctively you take a step back and your back is now pressed against the wall. Dean places his hands on either side of your head, caging you in.

“I know you think I don’t but I still love you Y/N. Everything I felt for you before I feel now only stronger.”

You desperately want to believe him but you have to remind yourself that this is not Dean. Taking a shaking breath you answer: “That doesn’t mean I love you back.”

You see a mixture of emotions flash across his face changing from shock to hurt to anger. His features finally settle into that signature smirk of his and he leans closer to you. He places his lips beside your ear.

“Do you wanna bet?” And with that his lips latch onto the sensitive skin of your neck, tracing kissed up and down it. Your stomach flutters and your knees quiver and you squeeze your thighs to help the heat that is pooling between your legs.

His lips find a particularly tender spot behind your ear and it takes all your self-control to swallow the moans that come to your lips. He then moves further down to kiss your pulse point nipping lightly as he does.

Dean’s hands move from where they were on the wall to grip the edge of your shirt. You half expect him to pull it off but he stops pulling away from you slightly.

Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me and I’ll stop.” He demands roughly and it seems like his voice has dropped an octave. You open your mouth to answer but close it again when the words won’t come out. You look into his green eyes and can still see the man you fell in love with. Dean grins wickedly down at you and moves to lift the shirt over your head and tosses it to the corner of the room.

This time when he moves his lips connect with yours. The kiss starts out soft and tender but quickly changes to heated and needy. You break away a second time so Dean can rip his shirt off and toss it to join yours on the floor.

Your hands now trace his bare chest and the rippling muscles of his back and abdomen. His nimble hands unclasp your bra and slide the straps of your arms before throwing it to the ever-growing pile of clothes on the floor. You both move towards the bed until it hits the backs of your knees.

Dean pushes you onto the bed and dips his head down to take one of your hardened nipples into his mouth. You moan obscenely, not even trying to hold back any more. He kisses a path down your abdomen all the way to the waistline of your jeans.

He unbuttons the top button of your jeans and slowly undoes the zipper and pulls them off your legs exposing your soaked panties.

“Wet already?” He asks with a chuckle as he admires the view. Dean grips the edge of your panties in his mouth and removes them from your legs. He slides his index finger through your dripping folds and teases your clit. You writhe under his touch and moan his name.

“What’s that? I didn’t quite catch that.” He asks mockingly as he teases your entrance “What do you want?”

“F-fuck Dean!” You whine beneath him.

“Nope that’s not it. Tell me what you want.”

“God Dean I want you to fuck me!”  You exclaim.

“Anything you want.” Dean obliges with a satisfied grin. He pulls away from you a little and undoes his jeans and pulls them off along with his boxers. His impressive length springs free and it’s already hard. He leans back over you.

“Are you ready?” He asks

“Oh God yes!” And with that he enters you with one swift movement sheathing him self to the hilt inside you.

You both moan in unison as he gives you a minute to adjust to his size. You move your hips to let him know it’s okay and he starts thrusting in and out of you. He sets a fast pace and you can already feel the coil starting to build in your stomach. The bed shakes with the force of his thrusts, hitting against the wall with every one.

“Yes, yes, yes. Oh God Dean!” Your cries getting louder as you get closer to your orgasm. Soon you are on the very edge and are moaning non-stop. “D-Dean I’m close.”

“Me too. Cum for me Y/N.” And that is all you need to be sent over the edge bringing Dean along with you. Dean helps you ride out your orgasm before collapsing on the bed beside you.

You both stay like that for a while, getting your breathing under control. After you’ve calmed down you turn on your side to face Dean. “You were right I have missed you and I still love you Dean Winchester no matter what.”

“Good because I have no intention of leaving you any time soon Y/N, you’re mine.” He says and gives your neck a playful bite.

“I’m yours.” You agree before drifting into a dreamless sleep.

A/N: Let me know what you think!

Boys with no abs ARE SEXY AF!

DEAR BOYS: NO ABS IS AS SEXY AS ABS.

I am aware that Jackson currently has awesome abs but I think he’s just as tasty looking here (even more!)

*Faints* omg Keys’s eyes I can’t

Sexy af!

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And if anyone asks, you're my best friend.

Dan Howell suppressed how he felt for years. In a drunken stupor, he lets his feelings act before his mind and finds himself in an agreement that he wasn’t sure if he completely liked. If it made Phil happy, though, he’d continue on. It got him kissed, got him off, but it didn’t get him loved. It stung, but in the heat of the moment, when their lips parted, Dan could only nod as Phil said, “And if anyone asks, you’re just my best friend.”

or

In which Phil gets a girlfriend, Dan is jealous, then Phil is sexually frustrated, so Dan gets him off.

Words (so far): 7,909
Relationship: FWB Phan (FWB to lovers)
Warnings: Cheating?

To be posted on tumblr as a one shot once completed!

Dom Luke - Luke hemmings Imagine (smut)- part 7- straight version

Requested- Yes

Anon-  Dom luke part 7 pleaseee

Pairing- Luke Hemmings, Ashton Irwin, Calum Hood, Michael Clifford & Y/N

Words- 2550+

Summary- A game of truth and dare takes a passionate turn as Luke’s dominant streak continues 

NOTE- I can make an extra part to any imagine/smut in my masterlist.  Just ask

NOTE- REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED.  THESE IMAGINES/SMUT ARE CATCH UPS FROM PREVIOUS REQUESTS

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“Oh come on Ashton!” The girl whined with a smile.



“What?” He shrugged.



“Every guy fancies the pants off of at least one of their mates girlfriends. There has to be someone,” she insists.



The game of truth and dare has taken an awkward turn. Luke’s hand tightens around yours as Ashton’s glance lands on you for a second. Michael and Calum are anything but subtle as they look to you then at each other, stifling laughter.



You don’t know the girl Ashton is with but she has been all over him all night and you felt quite smug that she was after something you’d already had. The boys all looked good tonight but none as good as Luke. He was decked out in a black pair of jeans that had ripped at the knees and a white tank top with a leather jacket over it. His stubble had grown to an almost beard and his lips were tinted a slight red colour from the dark beer he sipped on.



He smelled heavenly too. He’d used the aftershave that you got him for his birthday and it smelt a lot better on him than it did in the store.



“Fine you forfeit,” the girl decided as Ashton shook his head.



Ashton shrugged. The forfeit was to down a drink that was a mix of drinks from everyone playing the game. He did it then belched loudly and all the boys laughed. You were in a little bubble with Luke despite being a part of the game and you hadn’t noticed the guy with his eyes on you. It wasn’t one of Luke’s friends but a friend of one of your friends. The guy was tall and muscular and had dark skin with green eyes and black hair that was shaved in to a short Mohawk. He was good looking but not exactly your type.



“Truth or dare?” He asked you.



You gulped. “Dare,” you decided.



You’d rather do something stupid than admit your deepest thoughts to a room half filled with strangers.



“I dare you to take your top off.”



It wasn’t just Luke. Ashton, Calum and Michael reacted too. Calum glared at him, Luke was half off the seat, Ashton’s jaw and fists clenched and Michael was watching you with a warning look in his eyes.



“I think she’ll pass,” Luke snapped.



“Oh come on she’s gotten naked with four of you. It’s nothing you haven’t seen.”



You gasped. How did he know about that? Ashton instantly got to his feet.



“You better take about a hundred steps back or you will regret it,” Calum growled at him from across the room.



“Right so it’s fine for Luke to share his girlfriend with you three perverts but not with the rest of us.”



“That’s right,” Luke hisses at him.



He’s leaning forward now, a threatening look on his usually calm face.



“What’s the difference?” The boy challenges and this time Michael speaks up.



“ Um let’s see. Oh yeah, we had her permission?” Michael suggests, angrily.



The boy gives up with a sigh and gets up and walks away.



“I thought you said you didn’t fancy any of your friends girls?” The girl beside Ashton challenged, “but you’ve slept with one of them?”



“This game is over,” Luke decides suddenly, getting to his feet and bringing you with him.



“This party is over,” Michael decides.



This is his home so he makes the rules.



“Everyone who is not me, Calum, Ashton, Luke or Y/N needs to get out right now before I call the cops on them for trespassing.”



The remaining party goers start to leave and Luke sits down with you again. You can tell he is furious. His body is shaking and his eyes are fixed on his three best friends. Michael locks the door after everyone and returns to the living room.



“Which one of you was it?” Luke demands, instantly.



You place a hand on his knee, trying to calm him but he doesn’t notice or care.



“Well?” He snaps.  “Which one of you morons decided it would be fun to tell everyone that you have been with my girl?”



Nobody speaks for a few minutes but you know you can’t Let them take the blame.



“I told y/f/n,” you confess.



Four sets of eyes snap round to look at you.



“She went on a date with that guy. She must have told him. I thought I could trust her. I’m sorry.”



Luke’s demeanour changes in an instant.



“It’s not your fault babe. That guy was a creepy sleaze. I was ready to hit him to be honest.”



“We all were,” Ashton added.



“You do realise that we will have to punish you now though?” Luke smirked at you.



What? Oh crap you were in for it.



“That secret wasn’t just yours to tell,” he reminds you.



“So what should we do?” Michael asks.



“Hold her down while we each get a shot?” Calum suggests.



“Not a bad idea,” Luke nods before staring at you with a wicked gleam in his eyes.



“And she can’t come until we’ve all had our fill,” Ashton adds.



“Hmm now we are talking,” Luke chuckles, “ I like it.”



His wickedness stops for a second as he looks to you.



“Up to you babe,” he makes sure to check you are okay with this.



On one level you are totally fine with it but on the other you know you are going to struggle. Four boys are about to fuck you and you can’t let go until they are done. You had no idea how long or quick they would be and in what order you would receive them. Nor did you have a clue what style of sex they would be after and you would have to look at these gorgeous boys in zero clothing while holding back the pleasure that was bound to inflict on you. You nodded though because nobody in the right mind could turn down sex with one of these boys. But all four? It was a no brainer.



“My room?” Michael asked.



Luke shook his head. “Right here,” he decided with an air of finality.



All eyes landed on you and you felt like you were under an intense spotlight. Luke distracted you as he stood up and reached for your hands. You placed them in his, trembling a little with nerves and excitement. He helped you up then stalked backwards, pulling you with him until you were stood in the centre of the room and then all four boys circled around, closing you in.



It was like you were some shiny price that they were all competing for and hands and lips landed across your body as they began to take their taste. Luke’s lips went straight to the spot behind your ear that made your knees weak. He still knew your body better than all these other boys and he was still in control.



Michael attempted to remove your dress and Luke stopped him with a stern “not yet.”



Michael listened. They all did. Luke’s word was final as far as they were concerned. He could easily turn around at any second and tell them all to leave the pair of you alone and they wanted that even less than you did.



Michael settled for kneeling and running circles across your skin up to the bottom of your thighs. Ashton’s hands massaged your chest through your dress and bra and Calum had lifted one of your arms above your head and was running his fingers up and down it in that seductive way that Jonny did with baby in dirty dancing.



They all looked so enthralled in you. Like touching your body was one of the seven wonders of the world. It stayed like that for a while as your arousal began to dampen your panties. Luke reached round, eventually and hitched your dress up. His fingers trailed over your core, above your panties and he chuckled.



“I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that she’s ready,” he grinned at his friends.



“Whose first?” Calum asked.



“Michael then Ashton then Calum then me,” Luke replied instantly and it was obvious he had this planned out in his head.



“Michael go get condoms,” he added, “we’ll have her ready for you getting back.”



He wasn’t lying. As Michael left the room, you left your clothes. Ashton pulled your dress off while Luke tied your hair up in a loose pony tail and Calum removed your panties. You blushed as he scrunches them up and sniffed them before passing them to Ashton who did exactly the same before grinning at you, dimples popping on his tanned face.



“Smell delicious babe. Definitely ready for us.”



Luke chuckled against your ear.



“Do you have any idea what that innocent, embarrassed face your making does to a man?” He asks.

You squeak as his hand collides with your backside.



“Answer me.”



“No sir,” you whimper just as Michael returns to the room with four condoms in hand.



He rips one off and the other boys step back. It’s as if they vanish for a second. Your only focus is Michael and the delicious face he is making at you. His eyes run up and down your body as his tongue is clamped between his teeth and his already growing bulge stirs some more. He looks to your boyfriend for permission and Luke nods to him then all bets are off. You are officially Michaels until he is done and he is in his element.



He stalks across the room and chucks the remaining condoms at Luke before circling round you, taking you in.



“This is gonna be fun,” he muses as he flicks your pony tail.



You gasp as he presses his front to your back, his bulge pushing against your backside. He slides a hand around your waist and splays his fingers across your stomach before dropping his hand down to your sex. He cusps your core and slides a small finger inside you and you groan and your head falls back on his shoulder.



You blush yet another time as he pulls it out and walks round in front of you, facing you as he slips it in his mouth and hollow his cheeks, pulling it out with a popping sound



. “Delicious,” he grins.



His expression immediately changes to a dark gaze and he keeps his eyes pinned to yours as he speaks again.



“Undress me,” he orders.



You’re a mix of desperate and nervous and your fingers fumble a little with the rim of his shirt before you get a decent grip. He lifts his hands up and you pull it clean off. You expect him to lower his hands and let you take his jeans off but instead he lowers them as far as your lower back then pulls you to him so your chests are touching. He brings his lips to yours and you can taste a little of your arousal on them but he kisses with such force that you don’t care.



“Get on with it Mikey. Other people are waiting their turn,” Luke barks out but there is a playfulness to his voice and Michael laughs and winks at him as he pulls back.



“You heard your master,” he teases you, “bend over the arm of the sofa.”



You do as he says without hesitation. You’re so ready for him and you have to remind yourself that you are forbidden to come just yet. You hear Michael fumble with the condom then feel him step up behind you, positioning himself between your folds. His shaft is long and swollen and it spreads your walls with ease. That tightening in your lower stomach arrives instantly as he fills you. He takes a gentle approach as his hands knew your ass cheeks while he fucks you and his slow movements are almost unbearable. His tip is just grazing your g-spot with just enough friction to make you gag for more.



Michael was egged on by the boys. Calum wanted him to spank you and Ashton wanted his hands on your nipples and both were promises of what these boys would do when it is their turn to fill you. His careful thrusts grow a little ragged and unplanned as he reaches his climax. He grips your hips to keep himself in line as he comes and soft gasps for air sound from behind you as he fills the condom and pulls out.



“Fucking hell,” he sighed as you stood back up.



“I want her under me,” Ashton added.



“Then put her there,” Luke replied, casually.



You got a second to look at your boy and it was delightful to see how turned on he looked. His member was straining against his jeans and he’d drawn blood from chewing on his lip too hard. His eyes were filled with a warning of what was to come and a thirst for more of you.



“Don’t mind if I do,” Ashton grinned, stalking towards you.



His hands went to straight to your chest and he gave your nipples a sharp pinch that resonated deep in your core.



“Hmm she likes it rough,” he smirked, “you want me to give it to you rough?”



He teased. Your eyes searched for Luke and found them in seconds. He gave you a cheeky wink and you melted on the spot. You could have a thousand hot guys over you and Luke would still be number one. You knew he was right to be upset about you telling your friend of your past encounters. There was every chance this orgy of sorts would wind up being front page news if that guy from the party decided to sell you out. That didn’t look great for any of you. He seemed to have forgiven you though or at least he was in the process of forgiving you.



Ashton forced you down on the sofa with ease then stood, hovering above you as he removed his clothes one by one and rolled a condom on. You had to admit that his body was divine.  His muscles were bigger than your head and they glistened with sweat as he lowered himself on top of you, pushing your legs apart as he got in to position.



“I’m not one fore being slow,” he reminds you and he ends the sentence with a swift thrust in to you.



His focus is on your chest as he thrusts. He is pounding in to you with a deranged force and his fingers twirl around your nipples, watching how they stand on end. His hair tickles your chest as he lowers his lips to it and kisses over one nipple.



You hold his hair back from his face when he leans back and he gives you a sexy half grin that makes the ball in your stomach tighten. Pleasure is mounting inside you and you need a release, badly. It’s so hard to hold it back but somehow you manage and Ashton finishes with a rough couple of pumps in to you and a pinch of your nipples. He leans back then pulls out and stands up, leaving you, sprawled out on the sofa, legs crossed to relieve the pulsing between them.



“My turn,” Calum calls out, instantly and he pushes Ashton aside as he makes his way over to you.

Pierced Lips and Flower Crowns

Summary: Dan ran a fairly successful pastel blog on tumblr and seemed to buy a new flower crown every week, but he couldn’t help but harbour feelings for the tattooed boy with cerulean eyes; Phil Lester.

Warnings: Smut ; )

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Pastel!Dan and Punk!Phil are my weakness okay? xD Also I haven’t written smut for a while so sorry that it just kind of happened xD


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Concert Tease × Luke Hemmings × Fluffy Smut

Author : Alec

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You were sat on the sofa in the dressing room with your best friend Luke. You had been friends since you were 13 and had began to be more open with each other when you were 17 and by open, you mean you had became friends with benefits.

There was never a day since then that something sexual hadn’t happened between you when you were near each other.

You admitted to Ashton that you had feelings for Luke to which Ashton responded saying that Luke liked you as well. But of course, you didn’t believe him.

As you were sat, your head resting on Luke shoulder, you decided to lift your head up and softly began to kiss his neck, even bite sometimes. You heard him groan as you softly cupped his growing erection.

He tilted his head back, making his blonde hair spike a little more at the back from where it had rubbed against the pillow.

You smirked against his skin as you heard the door begin to open. You removed your hands and quickly laid down, hiding his bulge with your head.

“We’re going in in 3 minutes” Calum said, acknowledging you with a smile which was returned.

The door closed and you sat up and placed your lips closer to Luke’s pink ears and whispered ,“ Looks like you’re going to have to deal with it for once.”

You stood up and handed Luke his glossed baby blue guitar.

“This isn’t over,” Luke said, his voice the roughest you had ever heard it. It made him seem a lot more dominant than how he usually was and you liked it.

Another smirk appeared on your face as he walked out of the room whilst he was trying to cover his very obvious bulge with his guitar. “Can’t wait,” you said, a little pleased with how easily he got sexually frustrated when it came to you.

×××××××××After the show×××××××××

You waited at the side of the stage for the boys to come off.

Once they finally did, you congratulated each of them with a hug, and making sure you hugged Luke last.
Every step you took towards him, his eyes burned deeper and deeper into you.

“Great show, considering…” Your eyes flicked down to his crotch and back to him before you hugged him.

You were about to pull away until you were squeezed tighter into him but not tight enough where you had to fight for air.

He began to whisper, every word coated in a thick gravelly tone,“I hope you like revenge because after the state you left me in, I’ll leave you in ten times worse.”

Your breath hitched with excitement as you heard the words. You liked it when Luke was like this but this was the first you had seen of this behaviour.

He began to walk and you followed behind him. Every turn in the corridors you could see the lust out of the corner of his eyes.

You finally reached your private dressing room and walked in after Luke only to be pushed against the door when it was closed.

Luke began to roughly kiss you and then began to move down to your neck, biting from your jawline to your collar bones. He stopped to look at you, “You okay with this?” He questioned making sure you wanted what was about to happen.

“Oh god yes!” You moaned as he began to kiss your mouth again roughly.

You were both quick to remove your shirts and Luke undid your bra with one hand. By that boy had some hidden tricks. He quickly removed it from your body and chucked it to the floor.

His lips began to move from yours and down to your breasts. He cupped the left one in his hand, roughly massaging it as he kissed your right tit and licked your nipple.

He suddenly switched which breast he was working on, making your back move forward off of the door with pleasure.

He soon came back up to your lips and dragged you to the couch where he laid you down.

“Don’t even think about making a word because every word will be minute longer of not letting you release,” Luke almost growled making you quiver a little.

He positioned himself at you stomach, kissing downward softly until he go to your pants. His teeth gritted around them as he dragged them off your body

Kisses were placed on your thigh as he made his way up to the top of your closed legs.

His hands moved your thighs apart revealing your wet pussy.

“Remember what I said. Don’t say anything. Don’t even moan,” he soon placed his head between your now spread thighs and began to lick between your lips.

Your back arched in pleasure as he kitten licked your clit. Your breath hitched with every lick. You placed your hand on the top of his head and grasping ahold of his hair.

He stopped,“No touching unless I give you permission.” His muscular body began to manoeuvre above you bringing his lips to yours once again making you taste yourself on his lips from where he had licked.

All of a sudden two fingers were thrust into you as you clung on to the leather material around you. A gasp escaped your mouth because you weren’t expecting it but you weren’t complaining.

“Fuck, Luke!” You almost screamed as you could feel your high reaching.

He sighed,“ Disappointing, 2 minutes onto your time.” The two fingers were soon removed and placed around the hem of his boxers, his huge erection highly obvious. His boxers were removed from his body as he began to stand up.

“Kneel on the floor, now.” The demand in his voice was clear and you were tempted to say no to see what he would do but you didn’t want him to stop.

You placed both your knees on the ground whilst Luke walked closer and closer to you, his left hand stroking his cock.

His right hand grasped your jaw roughly, making your mouth open.

“Perfect,” was all that was said before he thrust his penis into your mouth.

Your tongue circled the head, teasing him once again making him groan. He shoved his dick further into your mouth and trusted into it.

You were definitely having fun.

After a few more thrusts into your mouth he pulled out, leaving a little precum and walked over to the dresser.

He opened the black gloss drawer and pulled out a blue condom packet.

The blue packet was soon ripped open and he placed the condom on his long member.

Within 3 long steps he was back over to your still kneeled body and he grabbed the upper part of your arm and told you to stand up and lie on your front on the sofa with your arms behind your back.

You knew Luke was kinky but god, he had never done this.

You did as he said and positioned your arms behind your back. You couldn’t see anything because you had your head down, slightly giddy.

Luke returned and tied your hands together with something that was leather. Probably his belt, you thought.

He spanked you hard and you let out a moan which made him smack your butt ten more times.

“I’m going to turn you around now, sweetie,: he said and he picked you up and quickly flipped you around only to lie you down again. He kneeled over the top of you, teasing hole with the tip of his cock.

"Stop. Teasing. Please.” Your words spilled out.

He heard your words and suddenly he was pumping into you, faster and faster as he circled your clit with his thumb.

“You know, Y/N, you’re a good tease but you really shouldn’t leave a man with a boner before he goes on stage.”

“I-”

“Shhh,” he said pressing his finger to your lips.“All I’m going to do is get my revenge by not finishing what I had intended on finishing.” With that, he pulled out.

You begged for him to finish but he refused and instead removed the belt from around your wrists.

He sighed, “Get dressed.” His tone sounded off. You thought he actually meant that he was getting revenge but you weren’t sure now.

Your clothes were handed to you and you began to get dressed.

Once you were dressed, you walked over to where Luke was standing and gulping down a bottle of beer.

You placed your left hand on his shoulder but he flinched away, “What’s wrong?”

He almost scoffed,“ You wouldn’t understand but thi- this thing,” he said pointing from you to him a few times,“ Can’t continue,”

“Wait, why?” You said genuinely concerned.

He turned to face you, his eyes looking a little watery and red,“ I think I love you and I hate feeling like I’m using you for sex.”

The air was thick with silence until he turned to leave.

You grabbed his hand,“ I think I love you too” you looked down.

His lips crashed onto yours and for once it didn’t feel like it was coated with lust and cheap hook ups but genuine affection.

You both stopped, placing your foreheads together.

“Luke,”

“Hmm?”

“You’re still naked with a condom on and I would appreciate it if we finished what happened,” you said surprisingly shyly.

He kissed you again and lead you to the couch.

This was gonna be a long night.

Payback (Derek Hale Imagines)

Originally posted by stilinskikissme

Request: Oh well then if you do can you do a young Derek smut imagine where he gets jealous.

Warning: SMUT!! if you’re not comfortable, don’t read it.

A/n: This is my first Derek Imagine ever, i hope you like it x

Sometimes you liked it when Derek gave you attention. But being a hormonal teenage boy, he also liked to give other girls attention. And you hated it, you fucking hated it. So you decided to give him some revenge. And boyyy was revenge the sweetest thing ever. 

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