torture for the fingers

Prints

Summary: You and Sam leave your mark on the Impala.

Word Count: 2300

Warning: Smut, dom!Sam, dirty talk

A/N: Just something that happened. Enjoy! XOXO

“Is that a foot? Is there a footprint on the window?” Dean glares at the window through the rearview mirror, and you shift a little in the backseat to avoid his gaze.

It’s foggy and damp out, exactly the kind of weather that makes the windows fog up no matter what you do, and the three of you are piled in, ready for your next adventure.

Except there’s a footprint on Dean’s precious car.

And you know exactly where it came from.

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It doesn’t need to be an attack. It can be as subtle as you want to make it.
I can decide where, when and how, I just need to pick the right moment.

Standing behind you in a crowd, placing my hands on your hips, I whisper in your ear ‘you’re ticklish aren’t you?’.

That’s all it takes. You body instantly goes into alert mode, your shoulders rise and goose bumps run up the back of your arms. You’ve never been more aware of where my hands are than this moment right now.

I’ve said four words and you’ve started to blush, you’re shaking inside, waiting, wondering how you’re going to cope with what you think is coming. All these people here. Your cheeks fully flush.

You flinch as I lean in to your ear again. 'I’m going to tickle you…’.

I move my fingers an inch on your hips and your shoulder blades move inwards, you stand taller. It’s like I have a puppet, your skin is the strings, I have control.

I can feel you shaking, I know you’re biting your lip without even seeing your face. You playfully push back against me, your body says 'stop it’ but I know your mind is just waiting, craving that jolt. You start to breath deeper.

I slide my hands around your smooth tummy and feel it contract. I know by now your legs are starting to shake. I lean in again and whisper 'you’re Tickle Trash aren’t you?’.

Your legs lock firm and your shoulders rise again. The anticipation is wrecking you, your body is buzzing all over. I slide my fingers back to your hips as I lean in one last time 'Just wait until I get you home…’

It’s as easy as that. Nobody noticed. I don’t have to attack you to ruin you.

stormy nights || stiles stilinski (smut )

word count: 3550

prompt: my smut for lacrosse week!

warnings: smut, swearing

author’s note: this is my first solo smut and i hope you guys like it! let me know if i should keep writing smut. please leave feedback on this!

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Sex with the Avengers

Request: In your opinion, what is the favorite sexual position of each guy (Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Clint, Bruce, Tony) with a female partner? And for Natasha and Wanda (ONLY if you’re comfortable with)? I’M IN LOVE WIH YOUR BLOG! -Anon

A/N: Oops, I planned to write this quickly -like just tell you the positions, but now here I am, four hours later and all of the descriptions aren’t even containing one exact position. Sorry, I hope you like these anyway haha x AND THANK YOU DOLL ♥

Ps. Gosh, I’m such a trash for Steve.

Originally posted by starksokovia

Pietro

Keyword: His speed. Oh god, that speed. He would take time to have sex with you, but he would use his speed while teasing you –first, he’s kissing you against the wall and before you even realize, you are laying naked underneath him, his mouth devouring your dripping wet core, causing you to scream his name from the sudden contact.

Pietro would love to be on top; pressing you against the mattress, kissing your lips or sucking your neck demandingly. This position gives him everything he wants; chance to see your expressions, eventuality to touch you and the oh so good possibility to use his speed on you, fucking you hard while you tangle your fingers to his hair or dig your nails to his back, leaving marks he loves to see at the morning after your heated night together.

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alex danvers: badass DEO agent who knows navy seal survival techniques and six different ways to torture someone with her index finger. also once used a credit card to surgically remove a tracker from her shoulder so that she could transform a security camera into a tracking device. goes to knife practice on Thursdays.

also alex danvers: a soft gay who likes to cuddle with her girlfriend on the couch and play hooky from work to spend time with said girlfriend. also can’t cook and throws her smoke alarm in the trash because she can’t turn it off. goes to Barenaked Ladies concerts.

03. Watch Me, Watch You (pt. 1)

Jimin x Reader, College AU, TA!Jimin, Camboy!JImin

Genre: Smut, there’s literally no plot yet. 

So, I wasn’t supposed to upload this today. I wasn’t supposed to do anymore series either but @lostinbangtan convinced me to upload it as one part because it builds anticipation. So, here you go, a couple tags: @btssmutgalore, @missbaptan, @kinkchim, @tayegi, @seaseok, @dailydoseofdia@war-of-hormoan, & @mlkygguk <3333

I can’t believe I’ve finally resorted to this. You thought, scrolling through the endless videos on PornHub. It had been months since your last sexual experience and you had no one to blame but the enormous pile of pending essays, assignments and midterms. You scrunch your nose, thinking back to the last time you had sex. You and your best friend had crashed one of the frat parties on New Years but that night in general was a blur… You were completely wasted by the end of it. Of course, going to a bar to find some random stranger to fuck was always an option but you simply didn’t have the time. 

Tonight however, you really needed to destress because you had requested to meet your teaching assistant, Park Jimin, tomorrow who had basically failed you on an essay that asked for your opinion. How was that even possible? It was your opinion. You felt that might vomit all your sexual frustration and stress on to the teaching assistant who you had yet to meet. Yes, university was very different from High School, you didn’t even get to see the person who graded your paper until they had done it. All you were given was a name and a dropbox location to hand in your essay.

So now, here you were sitting in front of your laptop on your bed, in just a really large baggy shirt with absolutely nothing underneath trying to reach an orgasm while watching porn but you were too dry to even try.

You let out a frustrated sigh as you stared at the stills of various video and humorous titles that accompanied them. None of them caught your eye or even sparked a bit of interest. Most of them were just… dicks. Unflattering, dicks that obviously had gone through some serious enlargements. Just as you were about to give up and fall asleep from your exhausting day, you stumbled across a video-still of a boy. The still did not looked like it belonged on Pornhub but on the cover of a magazine.

As you could only see the upper half of the boy’s body, you could only tell that he was shirtless. He leaned against the headboard of his bed, his head tilted back so that his slender throat was exposed almost invitingly. You desired to accept the invitation and nibble marks all over his flawless skin. His plump lips were parted, and a shade of deep pink, hinting that he had been biting them. His complexion glistened as it was covered with precipitation making you salivate. One of his hands was tangled within his hair while the second disappeared underneath the cut. The absence of anyone else in the still hinted that the boy had been masturbating and when your eyes reached his chest your suspicion was confirmed. You unconsciously squeezed your thighs, a soft groan escaping your lips as your eyes examined the streaks of white across his chest. You licked your lips and quickly clicked on the video before you accident lose it in the vast library of porn.

You wipe you sweaty hands as you impatiently waited for the page to load. You begin to feel your arousal between your legs in anticipation and almost scream at the joy when it finally loaded. The video started with the boy reaching over and adjusting his camera. His lips were curved into a small smile as he settled back against the headboard of his bed. The way he set up the camera made it seem as if you were sitting in between his legs, watching him. He pressed his index finger against his lips, as if he was telling you to be quiet and took off his loose black t-shirt, revealing his toned chest. Your eyes raked the delicious ripple of of his muscles as he moved.

You squeezed your thighs as he smirked at the camera - well, at you, he hasn’t even started yet and here you were already dripping for him. He bit his plush lips and glanced down. You followed his eyes and settled them on the hardened bulge hidden underneath his boxers. He slowly rubbed himself over the flimsy material, his breath catching in his throat. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back. You were curious as to what exactly he was imagining because it got him fully erect unbelievably fast. His hand grasped himself over the boxers, the material giving him the friction he needed. He let out a soft groan, his eyes staring at the camera pleadingly. You felt yourself blush at the intensity of his gaze and flicker your eyes to watch his hands. Entranced by the movements, you pondered upon what it would feel like to have those hands pleasuring you instead. 

You licked your lips as he reached inside his boxers and began to stroke himself under the curtain of the material. You felt yourself squeeze your thighs yet again as your arousal leaked from your lips. Suddenly, he lifted his hips off the bed and took off his boxers in one quick movement. His cheeks lightly tinted pink as his hardening cock was now exposed to the camera. You felt your mouth water at the slight of his length, you hadn’t expected him to be so large and thick, your opening was now begging to be filed with him completely. You eyes wavered between his face, chest and dick, your hands craving to touch any part of him but you couldn’t. It was torturous but it was also arousing. You slowly ran your finger tips across your inner thigh, slowly making your way to throbbing centre.

The boy licked his lips and settled his gaze on his own dick, clearly too embarrassed to look at the camera. His embarrassment was unbelievably sexy and his flushed appearance was making you weak. The boy bit his lips and slowly started stroking himself. He parted his lips and ran is hand over the length with only his fingers. You could tell he was very sensitive to any kind of touch, even his own, by the way his breathing escalated and his eyes closed involuntarily. It was apparent that he was denying himself the pleasure of the rough friction he needed for you. His purpose at present was not only to turn himself on, but also to turn you on.

You traced your finger along your opening and prodded at your clit. You spreading your lips as you watched his cock glisten with pre-cum and massaged your sensitive peak with your index and middle finger, teasingly tugging at the the bundle of nerves. You gasped as he suddenly shifted his gaze to the camera and ran his hand along his cock, spreading the pre-cum over his shaft. He licked his lips and gripped his cock tightly with his hand and began jerking at it. He let out a loud moan and threw his head back to rest against the headboard exposing his neck to camera, just like in the still of video.

Your eyes stayed on the angry red head of his cock as his hand enclosed around the shaft to yank at it roughly. His pants grew erratic as his hands increase the pace. You noticed his hips aiding him with each jerk as they thrusted effortlessly into his own hand. He ran his second hand through his hair, tugging at the roots. You unconsciously noted that he seemed to enjoy pain directly at himself. Without further deliberation, you dived your fingers into your leaking heat attempting to climax with your camboy. As his quietened pants, whimpers and moans echoed in your ears you found yourself inserting a second finger.

“That’s it baby girl,” The boy moaned, causing your breath to catch at the hoarseness of his voice. You slump against the headboard and parted your thighs wider. You entered a third finger into your heat and trailed your second hand under your shirt to tease your hardened nipple. It was as if you were giving him a show as well. The vulgar sounds of your fingers diving into yourself mingling with his pants as he yanked at his cock violently fuelled your desire.

“I’m so close baby,” he whimpered, you watched with half-lidded eyes as the boy continued to moan and jerk his cock. His pre-cum was now leaking over his fist was making your mouth water. You wanted his cum in you or even on you. You thrust your fingers faster into your heat you thumb probing your clit and it was as if you were both racing, chasing your orgasms together. Your pants mingled with his. You were so close, you could feel it. Your fingers dived deeper into your throbbing core, curving upward in attempt to hit your sweet spot when suddenly you heard the familiar chime of an email notification from your MacBook.

Your eyes opened wide in shock, the intrusion causing your orgasm to dissipate. You retreated your fingers angrily in attempt to close the annoying notification and go back to your camboy but the email notification had caused your old MacBook to freeze. You couldn’t see anything except the email from your teaching assistant saying he was willing to meet with you tomorrow. You growled in frustration pressed down roughly at the power button to shut your MacBook off.

“Fucking Park Jimin,” You screamed, as you threw your MacBook across the bed. He completely deserved the storm that was coming at him tomorrow.

L’Uomo Vouge (Smut)

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A/N: Requested. Hope this is okay. 

Word count: 2,053

“Dude, there’s legit one saying she wants to lick your face while riding you” I laughed, pointing at my computer screen.

Shawn was standing beside the bed shaking his head lightly. He leaned forward, planting both his palms on each side of my body, leaning further down to me.

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game on

this is inspired by Jim’s in the closet with Joe video and I am not sorry at all. To understand all the clothes I mention go check out the video!

Word Count:  2250

Rating: R (Smut)

I hope you guys enjoy!

It was nice to have a boyfriend who had a fashion sense, because it meant your closet doubled in size. You rummaged through the closet you both shared, trying to pick your outfit for the day.

“Can’t find anything to wear?” Joe grinned, sliding past you to grab a hat from the top shelf. He was already dressed and ready for the day. “I vote you just stay in that.” He looked you up and down, eyes narrowed. You blushed a bit, but you loved it. After buying two bra and panty set options for valentine’s day, you weren’t about to let one of them go to waste, and it was so comfy you really would be content to wear it all day.

“Maybe I will,” you grinned. He groaned in exasperation, grabbing your hip and pulling you closer to him. He pressed a hard kiss to your lips, one you knew too well. One that meant something a bit more than usual.

“Don’t do this to me baby, you know I’ve got meetings all day,” his head dropped to your shoulder, his hands tracing your skin.

“The sooner you leave the sooner you’ll get back,” you whispered, walking him backwards out of the closet, pressing kisses to his lips along the way. 

“Or I could just cancel for the day. There are some things I would much rather do right now,” he murmured, holding you closely.

“Nope. Go on,” you teased him, pressing one last kiss to his now swollen lips before pushing him back. He stumbled slightly, rolling his eyes before they settled to look at you again.

“When I get home then? Please?” He pouted at you. You didn’t want him to leave, hell, you wanted nothing more than to throw him onto the bed right that moment and get on with it. But you also knew how fun the day would be if you drug it out. One of his favorite things was when you had missed him all day; it made you both desperate to get your hands on each other.

“Depends on if you can make it through all your meetings. If you make it through the day, then yes.” A smile played on your lips, and his eyes narrowed again, suspicious.

“What’re you up to?”

“Nothing. Now go on, you’re going to be late.” You danced over and pressed another kiss to his lips before he turned to leave. He looked back at you once more before he left, but you only put on your best innocent smile and gave him a wave.


You waited just long enough to be sure that his meeting had started, occupying yourself with making breakfast and coffee. You headed back into the closet, plan in mind. His meeting were usually loose, so you knew he’d be looking at his phone occasionally.

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Wrong Loves My Company Pt 6 (NSFW 18+)

A/N: I don’t have much to say on this one except THANK YOU to @writing-obrien per usual. She helped me soooo much with this one, because contrary to popular belief, I suck at writing smut.

Warning: SMUTTTTTTTTTTT.

Word Count: 4526

Parts 1-5 [Here]

Originally posted by belle333black

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Articulate  [m]

Smut //  Your neighbour is an audio porn star, and his latest post featured you and his erotic ramblings.Upon listening to the audio, you find yourself at his door.

Third instalment to Audiophile (i) and Enunciate (ii)

There were fifty thousand and probably infinite ways that the situation could’ve turned out and you go through each one as you stood in front of Kyungsoo.

First, you tell kyungsoo that you listened to him masturbate.

Second, you try and seduce Kyungsoo then reveal everything.

Third, you drop subtle hints here and there, till he himself knows.

Fourth, you don’t tell him. 

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this man is holding me hostage and torturing me by making me watch my finger families deaths one by one

Preference "When they finger you under the table during a group dinner" (NSFW)

(Sorry I only did the dudes…I didn’t want this to take too long to write…But i promise i’ll the the other way around for the girls soon :) but in the meanwhile 😏😏😏YAAAAAASS OUR FAVS!!! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gifs not mine/found them on google/credits to the original owners.)

Negan-He’d start to finger you under the table as everyone would get quiet and be too busy focusing on eating. It wouldn’t matter to him as to what you were wearing, his fingers would find its way into your folds and he’d have his fun teasing you, making sure that you’d have to stifle your moans all while he just looks at you with a smirk. He’d get off hearing all the sounds coming from you and from looking at you struggle and grip onto the the table cloth, all while practically praying that someone catches you both. “Can’t take it anymore, Y/N? Want me to make you come? With everyone around the table? Come on, scream it and i’ll fucking make it happen…”

Daryl-He’d be shy about touching you in public but on an occasion he got jealous hearing you talk so much more to the others than to him, that he’d decide to remind you of you belonged to. He’d try his best to be subtle but his frustration would seem to show a little as his hand would quickly delve into your panties. Before you could ask him anything, he’d have you in pure pleasure and slowly he himself would forget about the others around as his eyes would be glued on you, only to whisper words to make you weak. “You’re mine, Y/N…Remember that…Ain’t no one can touch you like this but me…”

Rick-Seeing how you were dressed for the dinner, he’d be so turned on during it and wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of you. While everyone talks and eats together, he’d try to keep your attention to him and suddenly he’d just slide his hand to your thigh to start pleasuring you. As his fingers would go in and out, he’d chuckle to look at you squirming. The urge for it to be even more interesting would come to him, so he’d ask you loudly if you were fine, only for everyone to stop and for him to smirk. “Y/N?! A-are you okay, honey? You look like you have something on your mind, care to share with us?”

Merle-He’d have the idea of fingering you under the dinner table whenever you would rather pay attention to someone else other than him. He’d distract you from your conversation as his fingers would start to pleasure you and give you no other choice but to stop talking for a little while. No matter how hard you’d concentrate on anything else, he’d eye from the corner with a smirk and go harder and harder to the point where others notice and ask you if you’re alright, only for him to answer them in your place. “Y/N? Of course she’s fine…She’s just talking to me like a good babygirl does…Am I right, Y/N?”

Glenn-He’d get the idea to pleasure you as you’d both flirt at the dinner table a little too much. As your little talk would get rather dirty, he’d get confident enough to just put his hand on your thigh and let you know of his idea, waiting until the give him a sign to let him. As you would, he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling and just spend his time giving you an unforgettable time. He’d tease you with his words and chuckle, only for you to try and stifle your moans. “I can’t believe you’re such a dirty little girl, Y/N…Oh my god…You’re so wet…Imagine if the others hear you…”

The Governor-As you both got ready for dinner he would’ve already have the urge to have you but you’d deny him to not be late and leave, making him decide to have his way with you. As you’d sit next to him, he’d glare at you and keep quiet whenever you would ask him something, only to suddenly feel his hand on your thigh, lifting your skirt away. Before you could say anything, his gaze and touch would keep you still and he’d have his fun with you just as he wanted earlier. “See Y/N…This is what you get for playing around with me earlier…Not as fun when you have to hold in your voice…”

Abraham-As you’d tease and flirt with him a little too much, distracting him from his conversation with the others, he’d smirk and start to casually finger you to put a stop to your whole act. He’d know the exact way to make you weak and try to be on your best behavior. He’d go as slowly as he can, circling you around to keep you on the edge, all while talking to the others, to distract them from you that is until you’d let your voice out a little. “Y/N…Cut it out sweetheart…I can hear you…and if I can hear you there’s a big chance they can too…”

Eugene-He’d only get the idea of doing it after you had suggested and hinted that you absolutely wanted him to do so a number of times. He’d be so nervous about it that he’d keep his eyes on everyone until he knows for sure no one is paying attention to neither of you. As his hand would travel on your thigh, you’d feel him shake and that’s when you’d grab his wrist to guide him to where you need him to pleasure you. Gradually, he’d get better, making you hold onto him to keep in your voice, all while he manages to keep a straight face.

Jesus-As you’d sit next to him, he’d notice how you seemed a little down during the dinner and he’d try to cheer you up as best as he can with his topics of conversations. As you’d still be relatively quiet, that’s when he’d decide to flirt and tease you by whispering in your ear about his plans for later and slide his hand up your thigh. Before you know it, you’d get turned on by his ideas and even more as his fingers skillfully enters you and circles you bringing you all the pleasures. “Don’t look so down, Y/N…I’m just trying to make you smile a little…Is it working? Or should i go harder?”

Dwight-Seeing how provocatively you’d dress up for the evening, he’d whisper in your ear an order to not wear any panties for the night before leaving to go join the others. As you’d sit close to him, he’d catch you off guard while in your conversation and slide his hand up your thigh as he gets closer to your ear, asking you if you did just as he asked. Feeling your wetness, he’d smirk and start to rub you just as you liked before skillfully entering his fingers in, making you try your best to not get caught. “Did you take it off, just as I asked you? Good…Let’s see how much you can take before you beg me to leave the place and finish you off…”

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Best friend

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Calum Hood smut

Summary: Upon over-hearing a conversation Calum had with the boys about you, you decided to act on your feelings for him and things escalate pretty quickly

Word count: 1,700+

You stood the arrivals gate at the airport staring at your hands and waiting for the 5sos boys to return home, more importantly Calum. He was your best friend and you loved him more than you loved yourself. Every time he would go on tour it would tear you apart but you couldn’t do anything about it.

You put your hands into the pockets of your jacket and stared at the gate. You slowly saw them appear and as soon as they walked out Calum took a look around, obviously searching for his best friend. Your eyes locked with his beautiful brown ones and his face lit up like a kid at a candy store. He dropped his bags and pushed past the other 3 boys that were standing in front of him and ran toward you.

With a few long strides you were engulfed in his arms and he lifted you up and spun you around. Just like a movie. That is until the you heard Ashton squeal in the background. “You guys are the cutest couple ever” That effectively ruined the moment and Cal put you down and coughed slightly while blushing. “We’re just friends!” you said exasperated and sounding a little more annoyed than you meant to. “Suuurreee” Luke stretched out and you just shook your head and hugged the other 3 members.

The lot of you headed back to the boys shared apartment in a car. You sat next to Calum and he put his arm around your shoulder. You cuddled into his chest and rested your eyes. A few minutes later you heard Michaels voice. “Mate, she’s beautiful” They thought you were asleep and you were not about to let them know you were awake. “Back off Mike” you heard Calum growl and he squeezed your shoulder possessively.

“But if the two of you are just friends, can’t we have a go at her?” Luke inquired. “You just can’t, okay? She’s mine.” Calum said and his voice softened at the end. “Why can’t you just admit you love her?” Ashton said as if stating the obvious. Calum looked down at you and brushed away a stray hair that was on your forehead. He sighed and placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.

Back at the apartment all the boys were tired so they went to their own rooms and you were currently sitting cross legged on the bed in Cal’s room while he was having a shower. He came out of the bathroom in just his towel and you took him in. You felt the same way about Calum, but could you admit it to him? He was more than perfect in your eyes and he could get any girl in the world. Were you seriously considering ruining your friendship like that? All this time of hiding it, was it worth it? Before your brain could catch up with you, the words flowed out of your mouth.

“Cal, we need to talk.” hearing you, he quickly stepped into the bathroom and changed into a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and came to sit in front of you. “What’s wrong Y/N?” he questioned and you just stared at him longingly. “I heard your conversation with the boys in the car” hearing this, all the colour was drained from his face. “Y/N don’t pay attention to it. You know me. I say stupid stuff like this all the time and—” you cut off his rambling and pounced on him, attacking his lips with yours.

You were on top of him with your legs on either side of his waist and his back was on the bed. His lips tasted like cherry and you couldn’t help but let out a moan. You were lost in the moment and you almost didn’t realise Cal tugging at your jacket to take it off. You broke the kiss momentarily and to take off your jacket and re-attached your lips with his. He nibbled at your lower lip and you opened your mouth, slightly enough for him to slip his tongue inside and explore your mouth.

His hands rested on your waist and slowly flipped you over so he was on top. He intwined your fingers with his and brought them above your head and pinned them against the pillow. He held your wrists tightly against the soft fabric of the mattress and moved his lips from yours. He trailed open mouthed kisses slowly from your jaw to your neck. Sucking ever so lightly above your collar bones. His free hand pushed down your t-shirt and sucked at the flesh peeking out from your bra.

He let go of your hands and removed your t-shirt hastily. He squeezed both your breasts and moved his hands back to unclip your bra. You arched your back to give him access and he slid the straps off your arms and threw the bra across the remove. The sexual tension was killing the both of you by now and your patience was wearing thinner with each passing second.

You pulled off his t-shirt with ease and when your chest came in contact with his both of you let out a moan of relief. Calum blew on your already erect nipples and took one of them in his mouth and released it just as fast with a ‘pop’ sound.

He tugged at the waist of your tights and looked up at you silently asking for permission. No words were exchanged but nothing needed to be said either. Each too afraid to ruin the moment. You blinked your eyes granting him permission and he took off your tights. He came back up to your face and captured your lips in a deep and passionate kiss. The love you had for each other being relieved in that kiss. He ground his hips into yours and you could feel his hard on against your pantie-clad core.
He rotated his hips and you moaned but it was muffled by the kiss. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pushed him closer to you. Only two pieces of cloth separated you from feeling your best friend inside you. Growing impatient you decided to take matters into your own hands moved your hands down to push down his boxers. He seemed to get the signal since he got up off you and pulled down his boxers causing you to whine at the site of his erection slapped against his stomach.

You wet patch in your panties grew and almost entirely soaked them. You pulled them off and whimpered as the cold air came in contact with your core. Calum groaned at the site beneath him and if possible he seemed to get even more turned on. He placed his palms on either side of your head and lowered himself to kiss you softly on the corner of your lips. “Y/N, do you want to do this?”

Your throat parched from the previous activities but you managed to choke out, “Yes, Cal. I trust you” Instead of thrusting into you, like you wanted him to, he moved his face down to your core and stroked his finger from your entrance to your clit. With his finger being wet now he rubbed your clit with ease. You writhed underneath him and he used his other hand to press down on your waist.

Calum moved his thumb from your clit only to take it in his mouth and suck harshly. “Fuck, Cal” you yelled out. He pushed one finger into you, thrusting at a torturously slow pace, stretching out your walls. He kitten licked your clit at a fast pace and you were over come with pleasure. He added another finger and started moving them in a scissoring action. You fisted at the bedsheets and moaned loudly at his actions. “Do you like that, baby?” Calum asked when he halted his work on your bundle of nerves. “Harder…please” you whispered, but he heard you as he pushed knuckle-deep into you.

You could feel your end nearing and thats when Calum decided to stop. You whined at the loss of contact and scrunched your eyes close tightly. He kissed up your stomach and came up to your face and left feather light kisses across your jawline. Heavily frustrated, you flipped over so you were on top now. You sat up and Calum rubbed your breasts with his calloused hands and you let out a moan.

You took his hard length into your hand and pumped him slowly. You twisted your wrist whilst pumping him and rubbed your thumb across the top spreading the leaking pre cum. At this, Cal bit his lip and groaned. You lined your self at his entrance and slowly sunk down on him. You stayed there for a few seconds, adjusting to the stretching feeling.

You lifted yourself up and sunk down on him again. You repeated this action until the both of you were moaning messes. You starting bouncing quicker now and Cal attached his lips to your nipples. His hands were on your ass, spreading them apart and kneading them. When he started to feel his end nearing he moved his fingers to your clit and rubbed it with pressure. “Fuck, Cal keep going” you some how let out.

He moaned at your words at started rubbing figure eights into your clit. “I’m going to cum” you breathed out. “Me too, Y/N” he replied. Your bouncing got slower and he put his hands on your hips to help you with your actions. He started thrusting his hips upward and you moaned one last time before your walls contracted around him and you released your juices. With a few more thrusts he came in a few spurts and his warmth filled you up.

You lifted yourself off him and laid down next to him. You put your head on his chest and faced upward to look at him. He was staring at you intently and thats when you finally confessed, “Calum, I’m in love with you”

His eyes were filled with joy and he shook his head a little making sure he wasn’t imagining this. “Y/N, I’m madly in love with you” he said and giggled at the end and then broke out into a full blown grin.

Originally posted by hemmoxhood96

Daddy Negan {Part 2}

Word count: 3.1k (OF DIRTY DIRTY FUN!)
**Rated MA for mature audiences only!**
Notes: I think Negan will speak for himself in this fic. <3
Gifs are not mine.
Summary: Negan loves teasing you to the point of no return, but tonight he’ll be rewarding his princess. 
{Part One}

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I wish I was an ostrich ✘ Sebastian Smythe Imagine (Smut) ✘

✘ A/N: I’M BACK! Finally post something again o/ 

I explained what happened in my last post, in case you missed it, a little summary: problem with the loader, school took my time, finally posting the old requests and starting to write the new ones, hopefully, wednesday (so, no promises to write and pos a new request before Wednesday). But you can still request!

Oh, and I’m kind in love with Savitar. (and nope, I don’t want Iris to die t.t).

I have to say, I wasn’t expecting this one to be that long!

Well. MY FIRST SMUT, YAY! Hope you like it c:

Thanks @lyss-91 for beta!

✘ Request: Could I have a Sebastian imagine please where you are a member of new directions and are competing at Nationals and fuck before the main show getting caught by your group? Thanks x

 Warning aka disclaimer: S M U T and shame xD

Originally posted by grantsass

 “I can’t believe you said I was as attuned as a dying goat.” You giggled as you entered the dark room, knowing that Sebastian was already there, he always arrived before you on any date. Mainly a sex date. “You used to do better with your insults, Sebastian.”

“Says the girl who called me horse’s teeth. You were so original, (Y/N). What happened to stealing Santana’s insults?” Sebastian said wryly and you rolled your eyes, little taunts like these were normal in your secret relationship, and they were actually fun. But now all you wanted was not to talk. You raised your arm to try to find the switch and turn on the light, you didn’t know what that was since Sebastian was the one to send a message saying that he had found the perfect place for both of you to wish each other good luck, which obviously meant the perfect place for him to fuck you, and sent you the way. 

He could have added an ‘after you turn right in the last hallway, you will see a green door where everything will be dark and I will not let you turn on the light, making you sexually frustrated’ because Sebastian held your hand before you could do anything to illuminate the place.

“Seb!” You protested, but any complaint you had in mind was soon replaced by your body bristling and your breath being gasped as you felt his body pushing yours against the wall: strong enough for a mute thud, weak enough for no pain to arrive. “Sebastian…” Your tone had completely changed from frustration to bargaining.

Sebastian laughed against your neck, and his breath, which you knew had a taste of coffee and mint, as always, against your skin made you sigh.

“When you get up on that stage, everyone will look at you and no one will know that you are mine, and they will want you.” Sebastian’s hands traveled to your waist, squeezing it, making sure you were there with him, listening to every syllable he said. “But you’ll know you are mine, and I’ll make sure to make that clear.” He smiled with obvious malice and a kind of anticipated lust. Sebastian put one of his hands on your thigh and up, the fact that you were in a dress just made it easier for him to work. You could already feel wet, as by the words of your ‘enemy’ as the tingling that his fingers provided, and the torture that was how slowly they were going. He pulled your panties away with one of his fingers “You’re so wet, babe,” Sebastian murmured as as he placed two fingers inside you at once, and you bit your lip to choke out a moan as he placed another finger, moving them inside you.

“Sebastian…” You moaned softly, knowing that Warbler knew exactly what that meant.

“What, darling?” He said, faking an innocent tone as he began stroking your clit with his thumb, still moving his 3 fingers inside your pussy. You let out an almost “ah” and pressed your body forward, feeling his erection against your body and making his fingers go even deeper, making it turn to his time to moan instead. You took off his tie and threw it to the floor, putting your hands around his neck.

“Seb, please. I need you now.” You lowered one hand to his arousal, caressing it over his pants.Sebastian growled and used every willpower inside him to pull away from you, taking off his clothes as fast as was humanly while you did the same. In the exact second that you let your last piece of clothing fall to the floor, he picked you up and put it on what looked like a table.

“Oops!” You laughed at the sound of something falling, but your attention soon changed focus as your boyfriend began to suck your neck. ‘’You’ll end up leaving a mark.’’ You warned, not really complaining.

“That’s the goal,” Sebastian said as he parted his mouth from her neck and you took his cock in your hand, stroking it. “Fuck ,” Sebastian snarled and walked away from you to put the condom he had left in the pocket of his blazer, the Warbler couldn’t stand another minute without fucking you.

“SEBASTIAN!” You screamed in pleasure when felt him inside you without any warning. Sebastian started fucking you, moving his hips quickly as you did the same, making him go deeper, just like you did with his finger. You leaned in for a rough, clumsy kiss, the two showing how much they needed that, each other’s, your bodies together.

While his hands tightened your hips, your hands scratched at his shoulders, your lips were connected just like the rest of your bodies, you realized something: you were completely at the mercy of that boy. 

“(Y/N)… ” Sebastian gave a weak moan against your lips and you knew what that meant, and you were close too. Before any of you could catch up the liberation, the light was turned on. You closed your eyes, no time for a reaction, but Sebastian bent down and grabbed his blazer, covering his ass, taking his cock off you and using his own body to cover you. A voice screaming the word traitor made you wake up from your trance, widening your eyes at the sight of the New Directions staring at you two.

Being an ostrich to stick your head into a hole didn’t seem like a bad idea.

“Um… Hi?” You said, feeling your face burn. You were NAKED in front of your Glee group!

‘’Hi? Seriously, (Y / N)? “ Mercedes was the first to speak.

"You could give your beloved virgin vagina to anyone, but you had to choose our gay enemy?” Santana said angry, almost screaming. You were afraid Snixx would come at any moment, if it was not the one who had just spoken.

“I don’t think he’s gay, Santana.” Rachel said, and then you noticed that she had her back to your and Sebastian’s… situation.

“Can you guys please get dressed?” Kurt basically begged.

“Well, if the idiots get out of here, we can finish what we were doing and get dressed.” Sebastian rolled his eyes at that vision, even though, in the position they were in, he could only see some of the members with his head turned.

“I’m not leaving here until you two explain what’s going on!’’ Santana exclaimed, she was 100% sure that wasn’t going to let you and your need for sex take her and New Directions trophy.

’'Santana, I know you would give anything to be in my place now, but this is my girlfriend. ” Sebastian mocked.

“Girlfriend?” Tina asked confused, hadn’t Sebastian hit on Blaine before almost blinded him? Wasn’t he gay?

“(Y/N) has a penis? ” Brittany asked, trying to understand what was going on.

“No, all she has is the ability to betray her own friends right under their noses.” Santana said, her irony and coldness taking form into her words.

“Guys, we’re dating, but can’t we talk about this later?” You asked, you just wanted that situation to end.

“That would be hilarious… if it was not disgusting.” That was Sam.

“Right, people. We should leave them alone.” Blaine tried, but it was obvious that Santana was not going to let a situation like this go easily.

“You’re what, a spy? Did you give our songs to him? Besides giving something else.”

“She’s not a spy, Satan.” Sebastian defended you and you sighed, knowing you would have to reveal your relationship to your friends who did not so discreetly hate your boyfriend.

Actually, your relationship was more than exposed. So…

“I think you blinded her, Sebastian.” Santana smiled wryly at the double meaning of the phrase.

“What are you… Wow!” Mr. Schuester widened his eyes as he met his students in such a situation. He turned his back, just like Rachel. “E… Everyone back to rehearsal room, let’s (Y/N) and Sebastian get ready.”

“But M…’’

’'Now, Santana!” Will ordered, and she rolled her eyes, walking into the dressing room with her teacher and the rest of the Glee Club.

You put your forehead against Sebastian’s shoulder and sighed, still embarrassed and knowing what you would have to face in less than five minutes.

“I’m fucked.’’ You said and Sebastian smirked, never losing his humor.

’'Literally.”

GOT7: Him As A Lover

Warning: Decide for yourself if you’re mature enough to read this. I won’t judge you either way but it’s about to get a little steamy. You’ve been warned.

All cuteness aside, GOT7 is a group of attractive, virile men. Let’s see if you can handle a night with your bias…

Yugyeom - Everything you’ve heard about Scorpios is true and Yugyeom will prove it. He’s slow and sensual almost to the point of torture because his greatest pleasure is watching you writhe beneath his tongue, his fingers, his hips… He will try anything so don’t think your little kink is too much for him. Just make sure you don’t get addicted. Good luck with that.

BamBam - Can you keep up? He’s tireless and has no shortage of positions to put your body into. He’s done his homework. He knows your erogenous zones, where your g-spot is and the best positions to maximize your pleasure. Let the master do his work. Your only job is to enjoy.

Youngjae - It’s a night of playing with control. First you, pushing him onto the bed, undressing him and having your way with him until he’s warmed up and its time for you to submit. He’s not gentle with you but he keeps you on the side of pleasure. No pain here though you will want it.

Jinyoung - No one can coax pleasure from your body like him. He engages all of your senses in foreplay. Taking his time, using his agile fingers and tongue; leaving trails all over your body that set your nerves alight. When its time for him to seek his pleasure, he moves with a fiery, all-consuming passion using his entire body to meld with you. It’s not just the act of love. It’s an experience.

Jackson - You will not be in doubt of whether or not you feel good to him because he will whisper everything in your ear, let out little animal moans and treat your body in a way that clearly says he never wants to stop. You two almost can’t get close enough for him. He will make you forget there’s such a thing as separation or time.

Mark - No frills, no tricks, no games. Just movement in unison, sincerity and intense intimacy. This is him with no persona and the beauty of it invites you to leave yours on the floor with your clothes.

JB - Prepare to say his name. It’s Jaebum. There will be biting. There will be spanking. Your encounter will be fierce. When the animal in him is tamed, let it be sweet. Let it be close because on the inside, this lion has a heart and he will give it to you. Treat it with care.

I understand if you need to change clothes after that. I won’t tell. 😁

I wrote this for several reasons:

1. Sexuality is a healthy part of being human. It’s okay to see GOT7 as sexual. It’s okay for them to be sexual people too.

2. Sex is associated with a lot of negatives (being wrong, nasty, sinful or shameful). I wanted to change that.

3. Sex is forming or deepening a connection with another person using your body. It is beautiful, pleasurable and good. Remember that.

I was hesitant to write this but then I decided that more of this positive, humane way of seeing sex should be out there.

Thanks for reading!!!

Can I Have This Dance? | Jughead Jones

Originally posted by sssssssim


Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: The school dance is coming up but you’ve given up hope in getting a date.

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 2014. It’s long, I’m sorry.

A/N: This is based off a prompt and… I don’t know how I feel about it? It’s cute, though so I’m posting it. Also, the image of Jug climbing up to someone’s window is cute so I’m sorry. I HAD TO.


“Ugh, I hate these things,” you groaned, ripping down one of the posters for the school dance that was coming up next week. Truth be told, you didn’t actually hate them - you just hated not having anyone to go with. You had your friends but at the same time you’d want just for once to go with a date. Someone that genuinely liked and cared about you you. Was that so hard to ask for? For a few years you had hope that someone might ask you but over the last couple of dances you’d just given up. It hadn’t happened so it probably wasn’t going to.

“Another night at Pops for us then?” Your friend Jughead asked, pulling open his locker and glancing at you as you screwed the piece of paper up and tossed it to the floor without a care in the world. “Whoa, littering now? What a rebel.”

You shot him a glare, opening up your own locker to pull out a few books. “Shut it, Jones. Pop’s sounds good, though. Burgers on you, milkshakes on me?”

“Unless you want to be the kind best friend that I know you are and pay for everything?” He casually threw his arm around your shoulder as you walked down the hallway to your class.

“You wish, pal.”

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Unchained Melody

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader have a moment of intimacy.

Word Count: 2.7kish

Warnings: Fluff, Smut (wear condoms, kiddos!!)

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @casownsmyass‘s “Chloes’s Scenes of Smut” challenge. I got the movie “Ghost”. I love this movie and gahhh!!! I hope you guys enjoy this! Feedback is always welcomed!! *hides face*



It was the softness beneath my fingertips that made me love it all. The way it rippled with every turn, molding into the shape that I wanted it to. The creative process was also riveting, but it was the captivating result that always made me smile.

Pottery wasn’t an easy task. It required your full attention, your hands on the mold the entire time, no trembling of the fingers. No tearing your eyes away. It was one hundred percent or none at all.

The soft crooning of Unchained Melody echoed throughout the room and I couldn’t help but smile at the similarity of the whole situation. But what fluttered my heart, what…took my breath away…was the pair of arms snaking around my waist from behind.

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