trey songs

Me watching y'all tear into Nicki like vultures over a diss track that mainly attacks her for her body count and her “fake ass” then later posting about body positivity and how sexual liberation is a good thing

Originally posted by plasticbagbarbie

Songs to get fucked to:

Best ones are in Bold/Italic letter


  • She - Zayn (Mind of Mine)
  • Wrong - Zayn (Mind of Mine)
  • TIO - Zayn (Mind of Mine)
  • Strange Love - Halsey (Badlands)
  • Young God - Halsey (Badlands)
  • Outside - The Weeknd (Trilogy)
  • Good For You - Selena Gomez (Good For You)
  • Chill - Trey Songz (Intermission I & II)
  • Ride - SoMo (SoMo)
  • Hold Tight - Justin Bieber (Journals)
  • Slow Motion - Trey Songz (Slow Motion)
  • Often (Kygo Remix) - The Weeknd (Often Kygo Remix)
  • Nasty Naughty Boy - Christina Aguilera (Back to Basics)
  • All That Matters - Justin Bieber (Journals)
  • Rocket - Beyoncé (BEYONCÉ)
  • Robbers - The 1975 (The 1975)
  • SEX - The 1975 (SEX EP)
  • We Can Make Love - SoMo (SoMo)
  • Sex on fire - Kings of Leon (Only By The Night)
  • Do I Wanna Know? - Artic Monkeys (AM)
  • Earned It - The Weeknd (Fifty Shades of Grey)
  • Trust - Justin Bieber (Purpose)
  • Pillow Talk - Zayn (Mind of Mine)
  • Make Love - Chris Brown ( Royalty)
  • Back To Sleep - Chris Brown (Royalty)
  • Dangerous Woman - Arinana Grande (Dangerous Woman)
  • Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High? - Artic Monkeys
  • R U MINE? - Artic Monkeys (AM)
  • Arabella - Artic Monkeys (AM)
  • Dark Times - The Weeknd ft. Ed Sheeran (Beauty Behind The Madness)
  • Angel - The Weeknd (Beauty Behind The Madness)
  • Valerie - The Weeknd (Trilogy)
  • English Love Affair - 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer)
  • Good Girls - 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer)
  • Fat Bottomed Girls - Queen
  • Heaven Knows - The Pretty Reckless
  • Only - Nicki Minaj ft Drake and Lil Wayne ( The Pink Print)

    TO BE CONTINUE
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Trey Songz - Song Goes Off [Official Music Video]

Slow Motion

A/N: This is the most poorly written piece of smut ever omg. I’m so sorry. But this song, does things to my body, and should do things to other peoples bodies. Let’s be real here.
Words: ~1.3k


I know you got all dressed up for the club, waitin’ on n** to pick you up, baby ooh, when I saw you walkin’ out the door, I just knew you needed somethin’ more.

A short black dress caught the eye of Kommissar. A familiar head of brown hair heading through the exit of the club. Finishing her beer the German set the bottle onto the bar and walked after the brunette. The blonde stepped out onto the pavement and looked around, not spotting the small American anywhere. There were only a few days until Worlds, but most of the groups had come early to explore Copenhagen.

A vibration in her tight black skinny jeans cause her eyes to fall, fingers sliding out her phone with ease.

[Maus]: I saw you following. Room 218.

Kommissar popped an eyebrow, dark red lips twitching upwards. Sliding the phone back into her pocket, she threw on her jacket, throwing a leg over her motorcycle. Pushing the helmet over her head, she turned the key in the ignition and sped off to the hotel.

-

Her hair was slightly messy, but the German didn’t really care at this point. Beca and her had been flirting on and off ever since the riff-off back in Louisiana. They had exchanged numbers, and at least for her, it wasn’t a problem keeping things secret. The tall blonde stood in front of the room labelled 218, and knocked softly, the door creaking open at her touch.

There was some slow music playing in the background and she walked through the door, shutting it behind her. So far there was no sign of the small Bella, but Kommissar knew better than to let her guard down. The room was dim; she could only make out a leather chair by the king size bed, and a few scattered belongings. The scent of perfume hung in the air, along with the faint smell of alcohol. Walking towards the bed she set her helmet on the dresser, suddenly feeling fingers dancing up her sides.

A smile stretched across Kommissar’s face as she turned around to be faced with the small woman. “Mmm, what is this, maus?” her voice was rough as she looked the brunette up and down. Her hair fell onto her shoulders in waves of brown, her green eyes were lined with black, her lips had the softest pink color on them. All she wore was a lacy black bra, with some matching underwear, fishnet stockings, and heels.

Beca’s eyes nearly reached her own, and she felt herself swallow hard. “Something wrong?” she asked innocently, as the German backed up a little, the back of her legs hitting the dresser. “Nien…” she managed to choke out as Beca dragged her over to the leather chair by the bed. The blonde let out a huff of air as brunette seemed to easily push her back into the chair. She was going to lose her cool; this was something that she definitely hadn’t prepared for and seeing the American woman dressed… or rather undressed like this was driving her wild inside.

The Bella grabbed the belt loops of the German’s skinny jeans, pulling them down her long, fair skinned legs. Kommissar held her breath, unsure of how to react quite yet; she was really trying to keep herself calm, and in control. The music in the background continued; the soft beat, the slow rhythm; the way Beca moved made the German want to squirm where she sat.

Baby, I just wanna get you out them clothes, I just wanna see you dance in… slow motion; we can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby, in slow motion.

The smaller girl swung herself over the blonde’s lap, a devilish smile across her face. “I thought that even though we’re competing against each other… that I could- still wish you good luck,” the brunette said in between kissing Kommissar’s neck, nipping and sucking, only leaving light marks. The blonde growled softly, her hands trailing up the brunette’s soft legs. That’s when Beca started dancing; her hips ground upwards against the German’s core, a moan escaping her dark red lips.

A hum of satisfaction left the younger woman’s throat and she grabbed the jacket that Kommissar still wore. “Do you like that?” she whispered in her ear, continuing to grind up and down against the woman beneath her. The hot breath tickled, and Kommissar had to swallow hard before she decided to wrap her arms underneath Beca, and lifted both of them from the chair. “You will see just how much I like it…” her voice was husky, filled with lust.

The blonde set the girl on the bed before discarding her jacket, and pulling off her tank top. Beca lay on the bed, watching, a smile crossing her face while she bit her lip playfully. Kommissar returned the smile, but her eyes were hungry. Climbing on top of the brunette she started by peppering light kisses over her jaw, her neck, her collarbones, the Bella wriggling beneath her. Her blue eyes flicked upwards only momentarily to catch the green ones looking down at her.

Baby, why don’t you make yourself comfortable; while I go and put this tongue on you.

A hard bite to the Bella’s collarbone made her yelp, but the long, soothing lick afterwards made her moan. Kommissar ran her hand over the brunette’s core, her hips jerking off the bed. The blonde made her way down Beca’s torso, along her abdomen, and up her thighs; alternating between nibbles, licks and harder bites that would leave dark marks. “Ugh, Kom-“ Beca started, but she was cut off. “Luisa, call me Luisa,” the German spoke, her voice ragged.

So tell me when you’re ready, I’ma speed up for ya, just for a second, for a second, just for a second; then I’ma slow it down and keep it steady.

Luisa tugged down Beca’s black underwear, noticing already how wet they were. “Luisa, please,” the Bella begged, lifting her head off the bed to watch the German. The blonde hovered right over the brunette’s clit, looking up at Beca with a grin. She was taken by surprise when Beca lifted her hips from the bed, pushing herself right into the blonde’s mouth. Luisa wasted no time, feeling a jolt in her own body at the contact.

Wrapping her lips around the brunette’s center she licked slowly, swirling her tongue around one way before circling it in the other direction. Long arms reached up to fondle the Bella’s breasts as her tongue worked. Beca could only moan loudly and grind her hips upwards. She broke the contact with her mouth and heard the Bella gasp, but it wasn’t long before Luisa gave a long lick from the bottom of her slit up to her clit and went back to work, speeding up a little. The smaller girl’s thighs twitched beside her head, and Luisa thought it was time. She brought one of her hands down, and slid two fingers easily into the smaller woman.

Adjusting the pace of her fingers, she was pumping them in and out of the girl at the same speed as the song that was playing. Curling them against the brunette’s sweetest spot. The German could feel her walls starting to close down, and she increased her speed, as well as going a little deeper into the woman. “L-luisa!” she screamed, ecstasy washing over the Bella’s body, her limbs tightening and twitching as she rode her high.

As soon as she was done, the blonde released her hold and got up from the bed. Gathering her belongings and sliding her shirt and pants on, throwing her jacket over her shoulder. Beca was still gathering her breath, but propped herself on her elbows, lust filling her own eyes. Luisa looked over her shoulder as she picked up her helmet. “You will be the one needing the luck, my feisty maus,” she said as she left the room with a  grin.